A Kentucky Kicker

The mainstream media headlines carried the story aloft like banners at one of those left-wing “Keep America Stupid” rallies. “Woman Attacked by Rand Paul Supporter.” “Rand Paul Thugs Stomp Democratic Woman.”

Democrats, driven to the heights of hysteria by an impending Election Day which may well send Speaker Nancy Pelosi (D-Calif.) to smaller digs, and her Senatorial Deputy Droopalong Harry Reid (D-Nev.) back to Reno, were literally driven to paroxysms of joy at the images of a purported Paul backer taking President Barack Obama’s own strategy of “stepping on their necks” a little too literally.

Given the leftward lean of the MSM, the story was reported with the breathless excitement of a People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals member hearing the tofu delivery guy pulling up in his Prius. In fact, the casual observer might have thought Paul himself had ordered the assault. With Paul gripping a double-digit lead in the Bluegrass State’s Senate race, the left thought they might have been handed the October Surprise they needed. 

But Rand Paul had nothing to do with the alleged assault on Lauren Valle, not that you’d know it from the MSM accounts. In fact, the real story here is merely sad; the political propulsion is conspicuously contrived. A man behaved badly and his comeuppance shall come to pass soon enough. 

For her own part, Valle, a member of the George Soros-backed Moveon.org hate battalion, had arrived at the Kentucky debate to “present” Paul with an admittedly fake “award” for “service to” (something suitably conservative and therefore evil, stupid and/or racist… blah, blah, blah). So, Valle, like her ideological masters at the Soros School for the Simpleminded, has no class.

Neither does the guy who posed for the “Man most likely to be fired by the Paul campaign” photo with his brogan on her noggin. And that should be it. Case closed. The aggressor gets the hook from the Paul camp, everyone agrees hitting girls, even stupid, rude and/or communist girls, is unacceptable; and we “moveon.org” to “Election Day.conservative.”

Sadly, to quote ESPN’s Lee Corso:  “Not so fast, my friend!”

This wasn’t Service Employees International Union purple-shirted stormtroopers getting physical with senior citizens who object to Obamacare in Florida. Nor was it SEIU goons (again) pounding on some black guy who dared to be different in the Show-Me State (conservative activist and assault victim Kenneth Gladney). This wasn’t the New Black Panther Party toy soldiers waving bats outside polling places. In fact, this isn’t even a story about some wingnut assaulting a woman at the same debate mere minutes before the alleged attack on Valle

The Paul/Conway debate debacle is an opportunity to paint Paul as a fascist and his supporters as goose-steppers. Those aforementioned tales of liberal violence directed toward conservatives are documented fact, but they certainly don’t jibe with the Left’s last-ditch efforts to steer the Hope and Change Express back onto the Political Relevancy Parkway, so they don’t grab the headlines. 

In actuality, the Battle of the Bluegrass Beatdown is a shallow tale. It’s supposed to go: Guy hits girl. Guy faces punishment. However, in the days of Democrat desperation, the progressive progression now reads: 

  • Guy hits girl. 
  • Media checks guy’s political persuasion. 
  • Guy turns out to be Republican. 
  • Media claims guy is representative of all Republicans. 
  • Guy faces punishment for alleged assault. 
  • GOP faces media lynching for encouraging violence. 

Of course, if the avowed offense had been committed by one of Obama’s true-blue (state) toadies, the progression would follow thusly:

  • Guy hits girl. 
  • Media misses attack while bending over to tie shoes. 
  • Guy goes back to SEIU local HQ and has beer with fellow goons. 
  • Girl goes home, forgotten. 
  • Media ignores attack, and blames GOP for making poor SEIU thugs so angry.

I am not so foolish to suggest that the Republicans are entirely a decent lot, devoid of philistine and clod. However, as a self-manufactured electoral doom rises to greet the Democrats, some of their behavior is repellent to the core, regardless of whether the MSM chooses to acknowledge it.

Nonetheless, what we have in the Story of the Stomping of Valle is breathtakingly simple: Some people are cretins, political persuasion be damned. Valle may be a lunatic who’s allowed a tinfoil-hat brigade like Moveon.org take control of her underemployed cranium — but that means she deserves to be educated, enlightened, and if she won’t learn the errors of her liberal ways — ignored; not pounded like an Obamacare opponent who stopped to ask for directions at the local SEIU chapter.

Whichever way you choose to cast your ballot this Tuesday, remember:  Don’t hit girls — even when the Democrats say it’s all right.

In The Red Zone

Ah, autumn. The morning air is crisp, like the money Obamacare will lift from your wallet. Your breath begins to fog the air like the teary-eyed mewling of global warming pseudo-scientists. Temperatures drop like President Barack Obama’s approval ratings. The foliage erupts with hues reminiscent of John Boehner’s face and Maureen Dowd’s hair. Meanwhile, Americans gather in living rooms across the nation and drink cheap beer, eat the kind of food which makes cardiologists put down deposits on new Mercedes S-Class sedans, and roar for their favorites to push the ball across the goal line.

Oh, and there’s that whole “midterm election” thing, which is nowhere near the red, white and blue Americana as NFL Sundays and their attendant heartache and heartburn; but a great deal more heartwarmingly patriotic than two more years of saying “Speaker Pelosi.”

As Republicans roll toward a possible capture of both houses of Congress, and Democrats begin calling the movers and packing their “Most Likely to Win the Convicted Felon Vote” trophies, I decided to add a little pigskin patois to the upcoming electoral proceedings, and offer a look at a few races which are demonstrative of the changing tide of American politics. Obviously, I’m not going to cover the whole electoral gridiron, Personal Liberty Digest patriots, there’s always room in the comments section.


Sharron Angle v. Harry Reid
U.S. Senate — Nevada

The Mean Girl versus the Milquetoast. Republicans can take control of both Houses, a conservative revolution can grip the nation like Michael Moore getting his paws on the last hot-glazed at Krispy Kreme, and the Dems will still breathe a collective sigh of relief if Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi’s purse-porter can somehow hang on in the Silver State. Reid has lived on the edge in recent years, using the liberal bent of the mainstream media to hide everything from Jack Abramoff ties to patronage scandals. With Pelosi beyond the GOP’s reach inside her wealthy San Francisco perimeter, Reid is the top 2010 target. Reid’s political longevity may work in his favor, but familiarity has bred some serious contempt for incumbents this season. If Angle was slightly less gaffe-prone, Reid, a former boxer, would be on the canvas for good. As it is, this one is going down to the wire, with neither candidate able to cross the 50 percent approval Rubicon in 2010. I’ll call it an upset, with the aging champ finally taking the tumble.
Pick: Angle 50.5-47


Chris Coons v. Christine O’Donnell
U.S. Senate — Delaware

Something tells me that Christine O’Donnell is less of a legitimate candidate, and more of a statement by the Tea Party that the GOP had better get used to playing ball. After all, this race wasn’t supposed to be a race at all. Mike Castle should have locked this one up back when Joe Biden bounced to go play Johnny to Obama’s Señor Wences. But O’Donnell, backed by the Tea Party, showed Castle the door, simultaneously allowing otherwise forgettable Democrat Chris Coons to sneak through. I’m sure conservatives would love to claim this one is in play, but O’Donnell’s first ad was a plea to First Staters to trust that she wasn’t auditioning for Macbeth in her spare time. We’ve all heard the adage: “any publicity is good publicity.” Not necessarily, kids. With little else to fight over in Delaware, look for moderates to either stay home or begrudgingly cast ballots for Coons.
Pick: Coons 55-41


Michelle Bachmann v. Tarryl Clark
U.S. House — Minnesota (6)

Bachmann’s definitive statements infuriate Democrats and energize conservatives. Whether it’s her speculation that Obama “may have un-American views,” or her suggestion that some members of the Beltway crowd deserve investigation for “anti-Americanism,” Bachmann is one of those unapologetic types who make the wingnuts sputter with rage even more than normal. Her statement that opponents of the Ground Zero Mosque should be Federally investigated… oops, that was Nancy Pelosi. Both Bachmann and Clark are well-funded; and in what may well be an Electoral Waterloo for Democrats, they’d love to take Bachmann’s seat as a consolation prize. It won’t be easy — Bachmann has Tea Party backing, she’s a vigorous campaigner, and she’s a two-term incumbent.
Pick: Bachmann 52-46


Jerry Brown v. Meg Whitman
Governor — California

Where else? Former Governor, Mayor of Oakland, paramour of Linda Ronstadt and “Buddhist Economist” Jerry Brown heads into Election Day 2010 with a slight lead in most polls. The man dubbed “Governor Moonbeam” by some is by no means the strangest cat in California, but Meg Whitman’s campaign has done little to convince voters that Brown is an intellectual extraterrestrial. With Republican Arnold Schwarzenegger departing with approval ratings reminiscent of the disgraced Gray Davis (23 percent), it’s hard to imagine any Republican having any chance at all. But 2010 has been about as normal as the hairstyles on the Santa Monica pier. Whitman has a chance, but so do the rubes playing the nickel slots in Tahoe.
Pick: Brown 51-46


Barbara Boxer v. Carly Fiorina
U.S. Senate — California

It’s a good thing Californians don’t have photo arrays built into their voting machines. A casual glance at Boxer and Fiorina reveals an odd similarity of appearance. It’s also a good thing these two are not related, although Thanksgiving dinner at THAT house would be fun to watch — from outside. Boxer won by 20+ back in 2004, and Obama carried California by close to 25 points in 2008. But the economic meltdown which has hit the Golden State particularly hard, combined with Obama’s colossal ineptitude in response, has damaged Boxer’s chances somewhat. Considering Boxer lists so far to port that she actually refused to certify the 2004 Ohio election results based on the DNC’s fake Diebold-machine scandal, it’s safe to say that inland Golden Staters, who tend to lean right, may show up just to help Babs pack her bags. Neither Boxer nor Fiorina has 50 percent polling averages, with Boxer just ahead, I’m calling upset.
Pick: Fiorina 50.5-48


Proposition 19
Ballot initiative to decriminalize personal/recreational marijuana use

People who are unfamiliar with California’s internal politics probably assumed this was already the law of the land in the Golden State. Oddly, it isn’t. Perhaps more oddly, absolutely no one of significance on the California ballot supports it — including Jerry Brown, who would probably switch sides if the bill legalized LSD. U.S. Attorney General Eric Holder has stated that the Feds will pick up where the state leaves off if Prop 19 passes, which may actually boost Prop 19’s chances, especially if every pothead in California stumbles into the polls on Nov. 2.
Pick: NO 53-47


Ike Skelton v. Vicky Hartzler
U.S. House — Missouri (4)

The mere fact that Skelton’s seat is even threatened is newsworthy in and of itself. Skelton has represented Harry Truman’s old district for more than three decades, and is a reasonably moderate Democrat. Skelton is also the chairman of the powerful House Armed Services Committee, not a position normally held by a representative whose head may be on the block. Skelton held a double-digit polling lead a few months ago, but votes for TARP, the stimulus and Cap and Trade have dragged him into a dead heat with former State Legislator Hartzler. Skelton is nearly as old as Missouri statehood, and his clock may well be running out this time.
Pick: Hartzler 48-42.


Charlie Crist v. Marco Rubio v. Kendrick Meek
U.S. Senate — Florida

Charlie Crist used to be a Republican, more or less. Then, when former State Assemblyman Marco Rubio began showing signs of upending Crist in the GOP primary to replace the retiring Mel Martinez, Charlie dropped out to run as an independent. When conservatives statewide began showing signs of abandoning Crist, then he said he might caucus with Democrats if elected. When Crist said that his polling numbers against Rubio began to plunge like South Beach necklines. All of that was then. This is now. Rubio is way ahead to stay. Oh — Congressman Kendrick Meeks is the Democrat entry in this race. I’m sure someone will have a nice parting gift for him.
Pick: Rubio 47 – Crist 31 – Meek…a few.


Richard Blumenthal v. Linda McMahon
U.S. Senate — Connecticut

Ask any political satirist in the western world which race means the most, and they’ll probably tell you: “Sharron Angle versus Harry Reid.” Fair enough, the possible upset of the Desert Rat by The New York Times’ least favorite woman (other than Sarah Palin) is certainly newsworthy. But secretly, we all want Linda McMahon to give Richard Blumenthal a game. After all, if the former WWE executive wins, the jokes pretty much write themselves for the next six years. Just imagine the headlines the morning after a McMahon upset:

“Linda Lays the Smackdown!”
“McMahon Bodyslams Blumenthal”

This one should have been what the wrestling biz calls a “squash match.” In the race to replace the retiring Chris Dodd, Blumenthal has done as much to keep McMahon in the match as she has for herself. He exaggerated his military service record, which in actuality makes John Kerry a regular Audie Murphy by comparison. He flat-out lied about never accepting PAC money while bagging more than $200,000 in the first quarter of 2010 alone. And then there was that YouTube-tastic moment during the debate when McMahon choke-slammed him (see?) on job creation.

Nonetheless, recent polling has Blumenthal’s lead hovering in the double-digit arena. McMahon will have to come off the top rope with a serious elbow to win this belt. (I couldn’t resist.)
Pick: Blumenthal 54-44


There are quite a few races which I could have mentioned; but bandwidth trumps punditry. Alabama’s 2nd is worth a look, as is Colorado’s 7th. Joe Sestak has come back from the dead against Pat Toomey in the race to fill the Pennsylvania Senate seat which Arlen Specter essentially abdicated. In Ohio, former GOP congressional heavyweight John Kasich holds a slim margin over gubernatorial incumbent Ted Strickland.

And let’s not forget New York’s gubernatorial race, where hookers statewide harbor hope that Andrew Cuomo will turn into Client 11 — if Carl Paladino doesn’t hit him with a shovel beforehand.

The rest I leave to you, fellow Livingstonians. Vote early, vote often — oops, that’s ACORN.

Radio Free Ameriʞa

Even Stalin didn’t move this fast. It took Uncle Joe 15 years to put an x in the box marked “Trotsky.”  Note to Juan Williams: Stay the hell out of Mexico for the foreseeable future. 

Last Monday night, National Public Radio mainstay Juan Williams, exceedingly rare amongst liberals given his honesty and introspection, was speaking on Bill O’Reilly’s enormously popular nightly program. By Wednesday, he was cleaning out his digs at the taxpayer-funded, American Vsesoyuznoye radio.

Williams, who also contributes to the liberals’ bogeyman Fox News, was unceremoniously dumped from his gig at NPR for crimes against the proletariat, specifically: “not blindly hating all non-liberals.” Juan had committed an unforgivable breach of democrat decorum — denial of dimwitted dogma. 

Evidently, 9/11 left Williams with slight hesitation about boarding an airplane with a member of the same religion as the 9/11 hijackers, the Taliban, al-Qaida, HAMAS, Hezbollah, Abu Nidal, Abdelbaset Ali Mohmed Al Megrahi, Islamic Jihad, Abu Abbas, Yasser Arafat, Mullah Omar, the PLO, Abu Sayyaf, Al-Aqsa Martyrs Brigade, Ansar-al-Sunnah, Jamaat Ul-Furquan, Richard Reid, Ramzi Yousef, Khalid Sheikh Muhammad, Omar Abdel Rahman, Saddam Hussein, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, Ayatollah Khomeini, Wadih el-Hage and Zacarias Moussaoui (to name a few): 

“…when I get on the plane…if I see people who are in Muslim garb and I think…they are identifying themselves first and foremost as Muslims, I get worried.”

Williams was not damning Islam in toto. During the same conversation with O’Reilly, Williams was careful to point out the potential bigotry in lumping a billion members of the species with irregular, bomb-heaving jihadis:

“…careful…there are good Muslims…You know, we don’t want, in America, people to have their rights violated, to be attacked on the street because they hear rhetoric from Bill O’Reilly, and they act crazy.”

Note the context. Liberal groups leapt to crucify Williams, but on their way to drive in the nails, they forgot that Williams’s statement wouldn’t vanish into the bandwidth ether like an Obama campaign promise. Tinfoil-hat brigadiers including the drones at Dailykos (whose owner, Markos Moulitsas Zuniga, openly celebrated the murder, dismemberment and burning of Americans by Muslim terrorists), MSNBC (where Rachel Maddow — Keith Olbermann’s mini-me — claimed former Texas Representative Steve Stockman had advance warning of the Oklahoma City bombing), and NPR itself (whose still-employed correspondent, Nina Totenberg proudly wished former North Carolina Senator Jesse Helms and his grandchildren would be stricken with AIDS), ALL deliberately missed Williams’ larger point.

But the purge wasn’t over. Within hours of NPR’s politically motivated termination of Williams, storm troopers across the blogosphere began an Orwellian revision of Williams’ public image. Here are a couple of servings of NPR’s regurgitated CYA talking points:

“He was hardly a lib. He was a closet conservative!” — Huffington Post buffoon.

“Juan Williams is a real liberal like professional wrestling is a real sport.” — Dailykos inmate.

“…he’s a Fox shill.” — Facebook poster (who is going to be furious that I was paying attention).

Actually, he’s an adroit analyst who has been victimized by an ersatz NKVD. I wonder how long it will take for NPR to photoshop Williams out of the All Things Considered softball team picture.

Williams may not be alone. Mara Liasson, another NPR personality who moonlights at Fox News, is now in the crosshairs. Following NPR’s sacrifice of Williams at the altar of left-wing anti-intellectualism, Media Matters for America — the left’s Ministry of Truth — fired up the newspeak Thursday morning; calling for the termination of Liasson, who to date has taken no public position on fellow air travelers.

Peering into the depths behind the allegorical assassination of Williams reveals the shadowy figure of Stalinist sugar daddy George Soros, who has donated millions to both NPR and Media Matters. I won’t go so far as to suggest Soros is behind NPR’s move against Williams and MMA’s assault on Liasson, but given the sway he holds over the liberal movement in the United States, I would be less surprised by Anita Hill apologizing to Virginia Thomas.

In the wake of Williams’ demise, the long-overdue debate has erupted over the taxpayer funding of NPR’s port-side list (nearly $4 billion in the last decade). I contend:

  1. NPR has a right to show Williams the door. This IS a free-market economy, despite the aims of Soros and his liberal minions. Just like MSNBC has the right to consign itself to the Olbermann-induced memory hole, NPR can sweep out any vestiges of intelligent discourse.
  2. As taxpayers, we have the right to tell NPR to go beg at Soros’s back door for more swag.

To paraphrase NPR CEO Vivian Schiller: If they don’t like it, they can always take it up with their psychiatrists.

Girl Talk

Pity poor Maureen Dowd. How awful her life must be, carrying the psychic scars of indignities suffered during adolescence so far into her twilight years. Try to forgive her embittered rant against the girls who gave her a hard time in high school.

Appearing in Sunday’s issue of The New York Times, Ms. Dowd offered us heathens “Playing All the Angles;” a housecat-swipe of her claws at her teenage tormentors. Well, their proxies, at least — Mo never knew girls like Sarah Palin, Sharron Angle or Christine O’Donnell in high school. They didn’t live in the urbane confines of Washington D.C.’s well-heeled neighborhoods, and they surely didn’t score silver-platter jobs in the journalism field straight out of Rich Girl University. 

Dowd actually has talent as a writer, albeit drastically misdirected. Her tendency toward extreme bombast is far less noticeable than it might be were it not for the colossal talent-shadows cast by vastly more appealing thinkers like Charles Krauthammer (smarter), P.J. O’Rourke (funnier — on purpose), and Christopher Hitchens (more interesting — with better hair).

Her plagiarism and deliberate mischaracterizations are oft-noticed, but Dowd is a woman, so she demands — and gets a free pass. Let me amend that. Dowd is a liberal woman, so she gets a free pass.

She certainly doesn’t offer them. 

Just days after the California chapter of NOW stood up to be counted with Jerry Brown in calling Meg Whitman “a whore,” Dowd reserved her bile for Whitman, not Brown — nor NOW. 

Her screed focused primarily on Sharron Angle, the fund-raising machine who has hapless milquetoast Harry Reid cowering in the corner like a flyweight who’s just been told he’s sparring with one of the heavyweight boxing champion Klitschko brothers. But despite the fact that Dowd was evidently inspired by an Angle event, she made room for catty claws at other conservative women who are laying the proverbial smackdown on her liberal allies. Of course, she called Angle a racist, which was ludicrous, especially considering that Dowd is whiter than the putty-faced Park Avenue trust fund dowagers who still take her seriously.

As an earnest wingnut, Dowd takes the obligatory potshots at other nationally-reviled Women of the Right. To be fair, in the age of MSNBC‘s all-hate-all-the-time programming, old war horses like Dowd have to use as wide a choke as possible in their satirical shotgun. 

Welcome to America’s post-post-feminist era. Sorry, “strong women,” the girls of the Vast Right Wing Conspiracy were locked out in 1999. 

Whatever happened to celebrating girl power, anyway? When then-First Lady Hillary Clinton decided to use her husband’s capital to put her trial lawyer pals in charge of the nation’s doctors, liberals like Dowd accused her critics of everything short of ersatz Salem Witch Trials. Now, strong women scare Dowd the same way a week at a nudist colony with Nancy Pelosi would scare…everyone. (I would need to iron everything I own the moment I got home.) 

Reading Mo’s Sunday simper was a glimpse inside the tortured psyche of American journalism’s most famous cocktail party conversationalist. She identifies eight Republican women by name, and then tears into them like she was the president of the science club and they were the cheerleading squad. 

“We are in the era of Republican Mean Girls, grown-up versions of those teenage tormentors who would steal your boyfriend, spray-paint your locker and, just for good measure, spread rumors that you were pregnant.”

But Dowd is an analytical commentator, not a jealous harpy, right? The only thing that was missing from her literary shriek was a pair of boxes at the bottom of the text marked:

“Check Y or N?  Do u h8 mean gurlz az much az me?”

Dowd compares her subjects to the “mean girls” who tortured her in high school; and then verbally shreds Angle’s hair, wardrobe, respect for the 2nd Amendment and even her… vehicle?:

“With casino red suit and lipstick… Angle… campaigns at times with a .44 Magnum revolver in her 1989 GMC pickup.” 

An ’89?  Horrors.  At least Dowd isn’t a “mean girl.”

The strong women on “The View” were so upset when Bill O’Reilly pointed out the religious identity of the 9/11 hijackers that they stormed off in stereotypically estrogen-soaked outrage. California’s NOW babes called Meg Whitman a “whore.” Rachel Maddow falsely implicated Steve Stockman in the Oklahoma City bombing. Nancy Pelosi wanted Federal investigations into opponents of the Ground Zero Mosque. And now we have Ms. Mo, howling like the runner-up to the homecoming queen about the high school-ish tendencies of conservative women.

Girls, girls, girls — save it 4 Facebook.

Strange Things Afoot in the Golden State

Actually, stranger than normal things are afoot in the Golden State. Considering they elected a governor who can’t pronounce “Golden State,” stranger than normal is a stretch in the land of fruits, nuts and O.J. jurors.

But, when Californians step into their voting booths on Nov. 2, they will face a choice which has drawn considerable interest from parties far and wide, most notably from U.S. Attorney General Eric Holder. 

California’s Proposition 19 is a ballot measure which would reclassify growth, use and sale of recreational marijuana as a legal activity, within certain parameters. (Sorry Spicoli, you still won’t be allowed to get baked in the bathroom before biology.)

Last week, Holder announced that while Californians might give Prop 19 the thumbs up, the administration of President Barack Obama will continue the decades-old tradition of giving it the Federal thumbs down. Specifically, the Feds will:

"…vigorously enforce the Controlled Substances Act against those individuals and organizations that possess, manufacture or distribute marijuana for recreational use, even if such activities are permitted under state law."

Does decriminalization really threaten a state in which the doddering Zen Master Jerry Brown is leading in the race for the Governor’s Mansion?  For that matter, does decriminalization threaten a nation in which Barack Obama is President, and one of the top rated programs on television involves the saga of halfwits called “The Situation” and “Snookie?”  Is it possible that we have more pressing concerns than either, or even “J-Woww?”

Of the massive taxpayer dollars dedicated to keeping taxpayers off drugs, about $15 billion go to marijuana enforcement. Marijuana-related arrests are closing in on 1 million annually. Law enforcement man-hours, criminal court calendar backlogs and those insipid “Ad Council” spots which try to convince you that lighting up now might keep you from being President (even though lighting up then didn’t stop Obama, George W. Bush and Bill Clinton) all cost time, resources and money. 

For many of you who regularly join me Outside the Asylum, the idea of decriminalizing marijuana is surely anathema. Let me be clear:  I’m merely suggesting that this is a debate worth having. I am NOT suggesting we roll a legal snowball down Narcotics Mountain.

Drugs like heroin, cocaine/crack and crystal meth should remain illegal, despite the potential Social Darwinian benefits of allowing the deserving members of the American herd to engage in self-culling behavior. Anything which makes stabbing yourself in the carotid with a dirty hypodermic needle, shooting the 7-Eleven clerk because he asked why your jaw was rattling like Jimmy Buffett doing a benefit show in Antarctica and washing your face with steel wool is a bad idea in the same vein as: “Don’t worry, our daughter caught a ride with Senator Kennedy.”

Consider legalization logic outside of the burden on law enforcement. This isn’t just an issue for slack-jawed frat boys, mouthy rock stars and the creepy guy with the dreadlocks who spends all day in front of the liquor store smelling like he rolled in something awful. 

Imagine the economic benefits if pot farming was legal. 

Pot is currently the top cash crop in about a dozen states, including Personal Liberty Digest’s home state of Alabama. In fact, it ranks in the top 10 in every state in the union except North Dakota (where it’s 11th).

Marijuana grows like a… well… weed. And I suspect those statistics understate reality. I somehow doubt every Farmer Brown in the hinterlands is entirely forthcoming with the United States Department of Agriculture inspector who drops by to check the sorghum fields.

Instead of $15 billion spent on the War on Weed, U.S. farmers could produce $115 billion in taxable commodity. Perhaps that explains support for decriminalization from Ron Paul, the late William F. Buckley and Nobel Prize-winning economist Milton Friedman. They recognize $42 billion in wasted total tax revenue when they see it.

In 1919, the 18th Amendment to the Constitution made booze verboten. For the next 14 years, organized crime grew from cottage industry to colossal enterprise. Getting tanked is legal again, while getting stoned is decidedly less so. But anecdotal evidence suggests alcoholics are much more likely to slide into a family of four while doing Mach 2 through the subdivision than the pothead who can’t find the keys to the minivan because they’re in… his pocket.

We’ve been fighting an intramural War on Drugs (marijuana division) for decades. We’ve spent billions on largely ineffective enforcement initiatives and put millions of otherwise non-threatening citizens behind bars, often turning them into hardened offenders by the time they get out. As unlikely as it seems, perhaps California has shown us a better way… dude.

Hoisted With Their Own Petard…

President Barack Obama’s most recent assault on conservatives is a new twist for the Democrats’ old school tactics of distraction, duplicity and defamation. As a November to Remember approaches in the fast lane, Obama has pulled the handbrake on reason… and steered his party into oncoming traffic.

His latest tactic: An effort to chain conservatives to that hotbed of radicalism, foreign intrigue and evil known colloquially as the United States Chamber of Commerce. Although seemingly a mild-mannered bunch of folks who wear khakis to work and own small businesses with those digital time-and-temperature displays out front; the Chamber, according to the Democrats, is a front for a massive monetary pipeline which funnels ducats from the darkest corners of the earth into the accounts of Republican and Tea Party candidates here at home.

We know what depths these bastards are plumbing, because Obama and his ever-vigilant allies have presented us with a mountain of… er… a plethora… um… a couple of examples… well, they said so; so it must be true.

They have it partly right. There IS a candidate out there who has collected huge sums of untraceable largesse from some fairly shady characters in some fairly shady locations. Some of this particular pol’s hauls were loaded in HAMAS and Tamil Tiger terrorist camps (more than $35,000). Some flowed forth from the oil-rich United Arab Emirates (more than $25,000). Some of the yuan even started its journey in Chinese communist checkbooks (a whopping $366,708.22).

But this mendacious money-grubber is no Republican. There is no Tea Party-backed candidate with their fingerprints all over this overseas swag. The beneficiary of the booty in question is none other than Barack Hussein Obama.

That’s right, kiddies. Every single shovelful of cash I just described went to your community activist-in-chief. It should be noted that when informed of a similar Tamil-tainted donation, Hillary Clinton returned the loot. The HAMAS-linked Money Claus listed his hometown as “Rafah, GA, 972.” Rafah isn’t some pastoral Peach State paradise, it’s a HAMAS-controlled refugee camp in Gaza (hence the GA).

As for the “972” — it’s clearly not a metro Atlanta zip code, but it IS the telephone area code for Israel, including the Rafah refugee camp. Also in Obama’s kitty: Cash from a donor listed with the Federal Election Commission as “Doodad” ($10,780), who listed his (or her) employer as “FDGFDGF,” where “Doodad” toils as a “DFGFDG.” Additionally noteworthy is a list of donors — whose largesse included dollars AND cents (think foreign exchange) — nearly as interminably long as a Proust seminar taught by a Chevalier impersonator with a speech impediment.

Last Sunday morning David Axelrod, Obama’s latter-day Goebbels, found himself squirming in the unlikely crosshairs of none other than Bob Schieffer. Schieffer, who once claimed he was unaware of the Democrats’ connection to the New Black Panther Party because he was “on vacation,” is apparently back from his intellectual beach house. When Axelrod vomited up Obama’s “Chamber of Commerce + GOP = some cat with too many consonants in his name is stealing the election” talking points, Schieffer — to paraphrase Obama’s own administration — stepped on Axelrod’s neck:

Schieffer: “But this part about foreign money, that appears to be peanuts, Mister Axelrod, I mean, do you have any evidence that it’s anything other than peanuts?”

Axelrod: “Well, do you have any evidence that it’s not?”

Axelrod’s response reveals the old “throw enough poo at the wall” strategy, one step from a “list of 205 names.”

Schieffer’s “peanuts” comment was a reference to a report in The New York Times (the rats are leaping off the liberal ship) which revealed that not only do the Democrats’ latest attacks on the Chamber and GOP lack citation, they’re purely defamatory, a simple “big lie” gambit. Evidently, Obama is counting on CBS returning Nielsen ratings which couldn’t make the Knitting Channel jealous because Obama was beating the drum again Tuesday. According to Obama’s spokesmodel Robert Gibbs:

"There’s no reason to back off. If there are organizations raising tens of millions of dollars that won’t tell us who their donors are, my guess is they’re not telling us for a reason — because they have something to hide."

Setting aside the fact that Obama has bagged boodle from Bangkok to British Petroleum (he’s the largest individual recipient of BP’s black gold), I can put this chapter of the DNC’s desperation down as quickly as Michael Moore can hover the spread on the craft services table.

But, I’ll give the honor to Schieffer:

“If the only charge three weeks (from) the election that the Democrats can make is that somehow this may or may not be foreign money coming into the campaign, is that the best you can do?”

A Word To The Wise…

While Democrats prepare for the winter of their discontent, Republicans are practicing their best end zone dance moves. As a student of history, I thought I might offer a Santayana-style caveat. Presuming November produces the electoral Waterloo the Democrats deserve, the GOP needs to remember the lessons of the past. 

Let’s step into Mr. Livingston’s “Way Back” machine:

November, 1994. 

Led by an emergent Newt Gingrich, the Republican Party wrested control of Congress from the Democrat machine after 40 years of hegemony. Two years after a previously unknown governor from a previously politically unremarkable state wrested control of the White House after 12 years of Republican dominance, the GOP returned the favor.

Oh, what heady days for the right. Two years of Woodstock-in-the-White-House policies; and finally someone who wasn’t governing by acid flashback-induced hallucinations got a hand on the throttle —  as opposed to a hand on a plump intern. 

But the Republicans underestimated Bill Clinton’s resiliency. Unlike President Obama, Clinton wasn’t blinded by starry-eyed obedience to the teachings of Frank M. Davis, Saul Alinsky and John McKnight. Instead, Clinton was the consummate trial-lawyer/politician, interested only in winning. Following his party’s electoral stumble, Clinton and his advisors formulated a new plan: Co-opting Republican ideas and employing a supplicant media to give Clinton credit. Bolstered by sudden media interest in Clinton’s participation in the supposedly “centrist” Democrat Leadership Council, Clinton gambled on leaving his base support in the dust for “moderate” status (“moderate” in the liberal lexicon meaning: doesn’t wear old “Che” t-shirts while jogging). The Democrats traded “you wouldn’t spend it right,” and imposing taxes on imputed rental income (they actually tried it) for “I think I raised (your taxes) too much.”

The ploy – nicknamed “triangulation” by Clinton’s cronies – worked well, and two years after the Republican Revolution, Clinton squeezed through the Oval Office door — albeit without a majority of the vote against a moribund Bob Dole — for four more years. 

October, 2010. 

4 years after the Democrats regained control of the House of Representatives, voters are again restless for a House Cleaning. Speaker Pelosi and her minions, voted into the majority with promises of “draining” the so-called “swamp,” have proved to be averse to their own word. Congressional corruption, tyrannical decrees and oblivious incompetence are the rules of the day. Working in concert with the hopelessly inept President Barack Obama, Democrats have forced fond memories of 1994. 

Unemployment has skyrocketed into double-digits. Democrat responses to economic woes have involved disastrously harebrained schemes including propping up the union-ruined American auto industry, bailing out democrat-friendly Wall Street necktie pirates like Goldman Sachs, and protecting liberal sugar daddies through the passage of the DISCLOSE Act. However, before running back to their districts to try and save their jobs, they did manage to put a stop to one of the most fearsome threats to our national peace of mind: loud television commercials.

 The stage is set for a 1994-kind of historic election day. And despite their increasingly shrill assaults on Tea Party conservatives and increasingly desperate exoneration — or willful ignorance – of their own fellow travelers’ failures, liberals are worried about a new threat:  President Obama may lurch to the right “Clinton ’94” style. 

On Saturday, one of the “diarists” riding the Dailykos.com intellectual short bus began shrieking:

“No matter what happens this November, we know what will be at least one aspect of the corporate media’s response: they will tell us that President Obama and the Democrats must move more to the center…”

He needn’t worry his 750cc cranium. Even if Obama wanted to emulate the Democrat-still-most-likely-to-grope-an-intern and “triangulate,” his math just isn’t good enough. Obama is a cult member, a wide-eyed aficionado of far-left Kool-Aid who’s been spoon fed by liberal sommeliers like Alinsky for decades. 

They’re worried about the “corporate media” pushing Obama to the right?  Which media might this be?  I somehow doubt Obama is going to log onto Mr. Livingston’s Letter and suddenly realize the Reverend Wright has it wrong. 

But there’s the rub. While the Democrats may not have to moonwalk backwards from an electoral Barbarossa come November, they’re going to feel the sting. And while Obama’s incompetence increasingly rivals former-worst-president-in-modern-history Jimmy Carter, I urge you to forget 1994, and consider 1980, and 2012. 

In 1980, faced with the thunderous approach of Ronald Reagan, Carter barely survived an intramural coup. In 2012, the Democrats will certainly consider sending Obama to the ash heap for someone they consider a winner. And this time around, Reagan is a bittersweet memory for conservatives.

Santayana was right:  “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it."  A word to the wise should be sufficient.

With Liberty And Justice For Some

Just under a month ago, patriots filled the space in front of the Lincoln Memorial for a demonstration.

Fronted by conservative icons Glenn Beck and erstwhile Vice Presidential candidate Sarah Palin, the Restoring Honor rally was massive. And when I say massive, I’m talking Rosie O’Donnell visiting the Twinkie factory massive.

The Democrat leadership quailed at the sight of a half-million spirited citizens standing up to be counted in opposition to the increasingly unhinged tyranny which President Barack Obama vomits down upon us from on high. Even the most desperately thorazine-deficient mainstream media outlets couldn’t deny the taxpaying muscle on full display.

Instead, they turned to the rhetorically geriatric tactic of reading Democrat Party authored hate speech memos mocking the intelligence of the Tea Partiers, calling attendees racist, and in a couple of cases, manufacturing laughably fictional tales of diabolical doings on the part of those opposed to Democrat dominance.

And then the Left decided to try and play with the varsity. A group which calls itself “One Nation Working Together” — in reality the usual collaboration of thugs like the Service Employees International Union, racist hate groups like La Raza, and even the artists formerly known as the NAACP (more accurately acronymed the NAACK — National Association for the Advancement of Cop Killers), announced a plan to hold a “One Nation” rally on the same real estate occupied by their foes.

Wingnuts nationwide polished their tinfoil hats and downloaded all the latest talking points so they could join in the hatefest. Then… they no-showed. Perhaps lower-echelon liberals didn’t want to miss out on their local ACORN chapter’s “How to steal votes and influence hookers” seminar.

Whatever the reason, House Speaker Nancy Pelosi’s minions are rushing headlong toward an electoral Little Big Horn; and compared to the Restoring Honor turnout, Saturday’s ironically-monikered “One Nation” rally was a Pop Warner consolation game played next door to the Super Bowl.

Among the top-of-the-bottom-rung orators who cracked One Nation’s big can of crazy: MSNBC 4th-stringer Ed Schultz. Ed howled with indignation. He shrieked at the top of his lungs. He sweated butter (Ed should consider his health). He thundered like he’d just been informed that Martha Coakley had been whipped by Scott Brown again.

Granted, picking on poor Eddie is like swatting a fly with an AC-130. But even I couldn’t devise the sharpest blow Ed suffered as a result of his rage during the One Nation circus. According to The Daily Caller’s Matthew Boyle, those few foot soldiers of the left who did sneak out of their parents’ basements reacted to Schultz’s barbaric yawp with bewilderment.

They had no idea who he was. The 4th pitcher in creepshow channel MSNBC‘s starting rotation — who guaranteed he could personally deliver a crowd as large as Restoring Honor — and he was as well received as Al Gore at a convention of narcoleptic coal miners.

Meanwhile, the biggest gunners in the Democrat brigade apparently forgot to load their weapons. The labor union schutzstaffel SEIU was supposed to bring busloads of purple-shirted storm troopers to cheer their fuehrers forward. And while the goons did leave a carpeting of familiar purple signs and more litter than a second-rate carnival, their numbers were as underwhelming as a speed-dating session at which all the bachelorettes are Janet Napolitano doppelgangers.

For such sensitive folk, they certainly did their part to justify the wages of the park cleanup crews. Perhaps the SEIU thought resurfacing the Mall in purple Astroturf would be good for recruiting. Or maybe they didn’t think there would be enough senior citizens on whom they could pound.

The Reverend Al Sharpton was there, along with fellow professional huckster Rev. Jesse Jackson. Evidently, neither of their regular congregations was able to…. ooh… awkward. Also in attendance were some of the folks Democrats would rather had stayed in their yurts, like the Communist Party USA. (Yes, Virginia, they do exist).

By Monday night, Schultz was back in his cage at MSNBC, apparently suffering from some kind of exertion-related delusion. He claimed the One Nation freak show was equal in size to the Restoring Honor rally, although pictures of the two shown side-by-side reveal a discrepancy larger than the population of a medium-sized city, or medium-security Federal penitentiary (not that a One Nation attendee would know anything about that).

But the best comment of the day honors have to go to our pal Al (Sharpton):

“This is what America looks like.”

Communists, racists, thugs, union filth and wingnut media “entertainers?”

Um… Al? Please tell Ed: you guys really need to get Outside the Asylum more often.

Right On Target

When firearms enthusiasts get to chatting about their favorite subject, bystanders might as well get comfortable. I routinely enjoy these discussions, if only to see guys nicknamed “Da’ GunZlinger” use “milliradian” in a sentence.

Over the weekend, I participated in one such impromptu panel of citizens. The original topic was “best scopes for a new AR rifle” (my suggestion: learn to shoot well with iron sights, then spend as much on optics as your wife will on that next pair of shoes she’s only going to wear once). True to form, the conversation trended toward liberal assaults on the Bill of Rights. One poster mentioned an interesting development in New Jersey, where State Senator Jeff Van Drew has introduced a bill to ease the burden on Garden Staters who wish to legally carry their firearms.

The bill is far from ideal; among its tenets is a requirement that New Jersey residents who wish to carry pay an annual fee of $500. However, closer examination of S2264 reveals some noteworthy details. 

I am troubled by the annual levy of $500. This is the United States of America, not the Pelosi Palisades Golf and Racquet Club. There is no membership fee in the Bill of Rights. In fact, the Constitution itself says so — most recently in the text of the 24th Amendment. The idea that any government, whether Federal, State or municipal, would apply an onerous charge to the exercising of a citizen’s rights is beyond repellent. 

But there are some aspects of Van Drew’s bill which pique my interest in a positive manner. Surprisingly, Van Drew is a Democrat, although I’m guessing he’s a bit lonely at party conventions. And his bill would begin rectifying New Jersey’s heavy-handed carry laws.

Under current law, seekers must convince their local police chief AND a superior court judge of dire “justifiable need” for a carry permit. Not to seem impolitic, but if the need in question is that justifiable, it’s probably too late to track down Sheriff Andy and Judge Roy Bean. Leave it to a liberal to put that point into perfect perspective by missing the mark entirely. According to Bryan Miller, Executive Director of some wingnut group called Ceasefire NJ:

"It’s very simple: Do we want to be standing in line at a grocery store, at a movie theater, sitting next to someone… not knowing whether that person is legally carrying a handgun?"

Um… that would be a resounding YES. Mr. Miller, I LOVE the idea of every half-baked crackhead, mugger, thug and villain having that exact question weighing on their minds. 

Currently, the Garden State requires fingerprinting and background checks for each handgun purchased, whether the purchaser intends to carry it — or use it to prop up the coffee table. And shooters had better plan ahead if they intend to go pop a few off at the range. During transport, each pistol must be placed, unloaded, in a fastened case and carried in the trunk of a vehicle. If the vehicle has no trunk, the unloaded handgun must be kept in a locked box out of reach of passengers. “See here, Mr. Carjacker. If you would kindly wait for me to unlock my trunk…” 

President Barack Obama’s “home” state of Illinois has among the most restrictive carry permit laws in the nation. And yet, when it comes to violent crimes per/100,000 population, the margin between the Sultanate of the Sainted Community Activist and Tony Soprano-ville isn’t exactly crosshair-thin, with Illinois suffering nearly 200 more annually per/100K. Washington, D.C., which has gun ownership laws nearly as restrictive as the Third Reich, would be a runaway No. 1 if it was a State, with nearly double the rate of any State. NJ-S2264 would set about correcting that extraordinarily bad math. 

Some might suggest that S2264 is a poor piece of politics. It adds unnecessary and illegal fees, layers of bureaucracy and will come nowhere near undoing the injustice current laws visit upon the law-abiding citizens of New Jersey.

But this is New Jersey — the reputed final resting place of Jimmy Hoffa. And in the last year, citizens have chosen Chris Christie as their Governor and now a Democrat State Senator is taking a chisel to the liberal wall around the Garden State.

Let’s look on the bright side and call S2264 a baby step in the right direction.

The Red Carpet For Mustapha

Perhaps the most oft-repeated slogan of the War on Terror is “…fight them there so we don’t have to fight them here.” Irrefutable logic when weighed against the designs of every two bit desert-dwelling nut job with a B-40 and a dream.

But what happens if the aforementioned nut job already has the B-40 (or 500 pounds of ammonium nitrate) and the dream; but isn’t dwelling in the desert? What if he’s in Detroit, or downtown Manhattan? What if he’s currently touring an installation run by the very people sworn to protect the lives, liberty and property he and his fellow villains threaten?

On the outskirts of McLean, Va. — a stone’s throw from our nation’s capitol — lies a theoretically ultra-secure facility called the National Counter Terrorism Center. In theory, the NCTC is the heart of America’s efforts to ensure that threats to American safety don’t come to fruition. Not far down the road from the NCTC is a facility much better known to many Americans — the FBI training center at Quantico. The NCTC and FBI’s Quantico facility would seem to be the sorts of places which terrorists only view through the meal slots in their interrogation cell doors.

Imam Sheik Kifah Mustapha has seen both, and with a Federal tour guide courteously offering answers to his reportedly detailed questions; and as revealed in recent reports by outlets including WLS-Chicago (which sent a reporter along), Mustapha got the grand tour of the nerve centers of our side of the War on Terror at the invitation of the guys his pals have sworn to set down toes-up.

Mustapha is a member of the terrorist group HAMAS. While most Americans are aware of HAMAS’s violent assaults on Israel, fewer are aware that HAMAS has earned a place of honor on the State Department’s list of Foreign Terrorist Organizations. While the FBI doesn’t think too highly of HAMAS’s ability to execute attacks on American soil, FBI Director Robert Mueller told Congress:

“Of all the Palestinian groups, HAMAS has the largest presence in the U.S. with a robust infrastructure, primarily focused on fundraising… its U.S. network is theoretically capable of facilitating acts of terrorism in the U.S.”

So, while HAMAS is content to treat America as an ATM, they can blow the bank up when their checks start getting stamped “NSF.”

Enter Imam Mustapha, our erstwhile FBI/NCTC visitor. A former operative with the now-defunct HAMAS cover group the Holy Land Foundation, Mustapha, who now runs the Bridgeview Mosque Foundation outside Chicago, is one of the unindicted co-conspirators in the case which proved to be the undoing of the HLF. And Mustafa was at the NCTC as an invited guest during the recent six-week FBI Citizen’s Academy, a part of our government’s Muslim outreach effort.

What’s next?

“Welcome to Ft. Meade, Mr. bin Laden. If you look to your left, you’ll see the main ECHELON servers. Just past that, you’ll see a photograph of… you.”

There are more than a billion Muslims on the planet. There are nearly 2 million Muslims in the United States. Surely, the FBI could have hosted a follower of the Prophet who doesn’t spend his time raising money for terrorists who advocate the extermination of the Jews.

Is there even a questionnaire?

“All right, Mr. Mustapha. Are you a citizen of the United States?”
“Yes.”
“Have you ever been convicted of a felony?”
“No.”
“Have you ever blown up a civilian target in the name of Islam?”
“Me? No. (heh-heh.)”
“Do you now, or have you ever advocated the annihilation of Israel and its supporters?”
“ALLAHU AKBAR, YES! I MEAN… No? Damn! That one always gets me.”

Mustapha’s resume contains warning flags big enough to cover the Dome of the Rock. Beyond his service to terrorist backers at the HLF, he also maintains close ties with the Council on American-Islamic Relations, a group which shares his “unindicted co-conspirator” designation from the HLF trial. In fact, reading the list of reasons why Mustapha’s visit to FBI facilities ought to involve shackles takes longer than a President Barack Obama press conference during a teleprompter malfunction.

Some will claim this piece has a distinct anti-Muslim bias and point to Tim McVeigh, or Eric Rudolph. But I contend in response that The Council on American-Creepy Loner Relations has a short membership roster and extremely limited funding, not to mention a God-awful acronym.

Clearly, neither McVeigh nor Rudolph is ever going to tour the FBI’s most sensitive facilities. But Mustapha has. Quite a few of his “religion of peace” compatriots openly promise nefarious plans for us. Allow me to suggest we not show the perpetrators of such abominations the location of the off switch for our terrorism alarm.