Rants and Raves From the Old Sarge
Here we go again. The MMP (Miscegenational Marxist Pretender) wants to pilfer another half billion or so from my grandchildren to "create" jobs. But only for a year, or to put it another way, until after the election that every indicator predicts he will lose. But what the hell, it won't cost HIM anything. It's stolen lucre after all.
So in an effort to convince us to let the pickpockets of the IRS further into our collective pocket off goes JoJo the BoBo to endear himself to the tourism board of Flint by decrying the rape, riot and robbery statistics that would be so much better if only the rest of the country would pay for their municipal constabulary. Good press there, JoJo. Now go back to Washington (the ghetto, not the hero) and see if you can't get more federal funding for the American Clown College, your alma mater.
Meanwhile the BOMBfCS (Botox Overdosed Marxist Bimbo from the Cereal State*) screeches that Republicans claiming pregnant mothers who chose to murder their babies should put their money where their "free choice" is, will have said breeding sows assume the same room temperature as their incipient progeny if Uncle Bucks to abet their homicide are cut off. The visual image of fecund females lying bleeding to death on the ER floor is reminiscent of x-box games.
Of course all the ills of the nation should be laid at the feet of Wall Street, home of the money that finances the jobs that the protesters in the park don't want. More fun having a spontaneous demonstration that was only dreamed up on the spur of the year. Prior planning that would cause envy in the co-ordinators of a royal wedding. Planning that was happening while the free smoked salmon was still fighting its way up the fish ladders of the Olympia River to procreate as the protesters are now doing under their tarps. Here's a 53%er's advice to the 99%. Take a hike; take a shower; take a pill. Arsenic seems appropriate.
It is said that a nation will get the government it deserves. What passes for ours is the product of an electorate educated by the modern "dumb-them-down" system. Expecting the "education" system to teach your children to think is optimistic at best when you consider that they are being taught by instructors who cannot spell. They then come home plunked in front of the boob tube and are inundated by talking heads who cannot construct a simple English sentence reading propaganda created by "writers" afflicted with concomitant deficiency. A three minute out take from the screeching harridans of "The (Myopic) View" or a couple of minutes of the typical foul mouthed meanderings of Maher or Marxist opinionated incoherence of Olberman are enough to convince you that the muslim exhortation to behead the infidels may not be a concept totally without merit after all. (In all honesty this writer must admit that I have, and will have, no television in my home. I get enough garbage by foraging on line YouTube cuts.) Truly all there is to be seen through the glass faced toilet paper tube vision of society is enough to make one gag.
Meanwhile the aforementioned muslims of the mid-east and mid-west are training up their children in the way they should go. Of course what a nine year old jihadi in training figures he'd do with seventy virgins is questionable at best. The probability that he is a virgin himself (is being porked up the poop chute loosing your virginity?) is low enough to make one wonder if he even knows what a virgin is. However, there is no doubt that controlling an AK47 on rock and roll at the local mall is an essential life skill, as is turning yourself into a walking Claymore mine. All at the behest of an itinerant camel herder with a gift of gab that makes a twentieth century house painter sound like the guy mumbling departure gate announcements down at the local Greyhound station. Maybe they'll serve halal in jail. If not just demand to be transferred to Ohio. They've already helped put the skids to their own pork industry by banning bacon from the breakfast menu in their penal system. Political correctness personified; there is no limit to stupid.
So what is one to do as he watches the world go to hell in a made in China hand-basket? My own thesis is that if you haven't mastered life skills by now you had best hustle your bustle and learn some, fast. Food storage techniques, food raising techniques, hunting/gathering skills, first aid and health treatment skills, building skills, all will be necessary for survival if the ice cream goes through the fan. If you don't have them get some. Now. Lay in a store of food enough for two years. Lay in the firearms and ammunition to defend them if necessary. Get close to others who can add skill sets you lack and lack the skill sets you have. The old "co-operate and graduate" concept. Otherwise just figure on lying down and assuming room temperature with your family and friends. Heavenly Father and the Lord have been warning you for eons. I'm warning you now. Listen up. Otherwise we'll miss you when you're gone.
Maybe.
*Cereal State, the Land of Fruits, Flakes and Nuts
