I just saw this over on Gab.
Hope you can see it without an account.
I just saw this over on Gab.
Hope you can see it without an account.
I’m talking about the word the Democrat Party, the Left generally, BLM and Antifa HATE.
No, not that tired racial aspersion. The parties mentioned in this post’s first sentence all LOVE that word. They want it used as much as possible. It’s divisive. It serves their ends. If Donald J. Trump had used it or any of it’s variants, you’d already know all about it.
The “N”-Word I’m talking about is NORMAL.
Donald J. Trump returned the United States of America to a normal footing – normal constitutional governance, normal separation of powers, normal national self-interest. That return to normalcy I’ve briefly described and very idea that NORMAL exists is abhorrent to the left, probably also abhorrent to faux conservative establishment “Republicans,” also.
Do you know from whence springs NORMAL on a national level? It should be obvious. NATIONALISM. Pursuit of NATIONAL SELF INTEREST.
Still up as of 7-5-2021
Here is some more evidence – Peter Navarro’s reports on the recent fraudulent election of Joseph Biden’s demented regime:
Navarro Report, Part I
Navarro Report, Part II
Navarro Report, Part III
Still up – not yet canceled as of this date – 4 February 2021.
As of this writing – 23 January 2021 – this post and this site are still up.
Here’s an interesting article I read on the American Thinker website this morning: Industrial-Scale Election Fraud – Did It Happen?
Today, I thought I’d conduct an experiment to see whether some wackadoodle lefty will “cancel” my blog if I post “Stop the Steal” and use that phrase as a tag. I’ll also link to some “controversial” material – evidence that the 2020 presidential election was actually stolen in favor Dementia Joe Biden.
Here’s the Evidence
And here’s the evidence: https://hereistheevidence.com/
Everyone knows that the election was stolen – it’s obvious to anyone with five or six active brain cells. Sadly, feckless politicians (for instance, those grifters Marsha Blackburn and Bill Hagerty) and equally feckless U.S. Supreme Court justices (as well as numerous lower courts) have failed to, in the case of politicians, stand up and demand that evidence is entered into the congressional record, send the electoral college votes back to key swing states for recertification; and in the case USSC and other courts, hear and rule on matters of fact.
Do you not know that the Democrat/Communists are rulers over us?
Back about 1000 B.C., the leaders of the Israelite people were, in aggregate, capable only of verbalizing their longstanding surrender to the Philistines – a group of people whose special interest was subjugating the Israelites – making them slaves; making them the host to Philistia’s parasitic needs.
During the last, I don’t know, 30 or so years, all that the elected representatives, senators, chief executives have been able to consistently verbalize is that the United States’ sole legitimate reason for existence is to serve as the host to the parasitic needs of “the community of nations,” especially the needs of parasitic, communist China.
Donald J. Trump has upset all that during the past four years and even those elected officials who have benefited in terms of elected office have banded together to inform him, “Do you not know that the Democrats are our masters now?” They’re essentially saying, “They worked really hard to game the election and their coordinated work in cheating and stealing the presidential election is so significant and so clearly indicates how much they want to win that we can’t risk upsetting them by overturning their fraud.”
Trump’s a flawed guy and doesn’t pretend he’s anything but what he is. He’s sort of an American Samson at this point in U.S. history. Trump’s had a weakness relative to women. Trump’s actually got some surprising physical strength. Trump says pretty much what he thinks without regard to the (often false or put-on) sensitivities of others. Trump’s even agreed to fight with one hand tied behind his back. Twitter may be the jawbone of the ass? The parallel’s clear.
9 Then the Philistines came up and encamped in Judah and made a raid on Lehi. 10 And the men of Judah said, “Why have you come up against us?” They said, “We have come up to bind Samson, to do to him as he did to us.” 11 Then 3,000 men of Judah went down to the cleft of the rock of Etam, and said to Samson, “Do you not know that the Philistines are rulers over us? What then is this that you have done to us?” And he said to them, “As they did to me, so have I done to them.” 12 And they said to him, “We have come down to bind you, that we may give you into the hands of the Philistines.” And Samson said to them, “Swear to me that you will not attack me yourselves.” 13 They said to him, “No; we will only bind you and give you into their hands. We will surely not kill you.” So they bound him with two new ropes and brought him up from the rock.
14 When he came to Lehi, the Philistines came shouting to meet him. Then the Spirit of the Lord rushed upon him, and the ropes that were on his arms became as flax that has caught fire, and his bonds melted off his hands. 15 And he found a fresh jawbone of a donkey, and put out his hand and took it, and with it he struck 1,000 men. 16 And Samson said,
“With the jawbone of a donkey,
heaps upon heaps,
with the jawbone of a donkey
have I struck down a thousand men.”
17 As soon as he had finished speaking, he threw away the jawbone out of his hand. And that place was called Ramath-lehi.
Judges 15:9-17 ESV
Dear Communist China and your fellow travelers in the United States,
Thank you so much for the opportunity to experience not only one of your science projects, but also one of your social experiments. It’s been great. I hope some day soon we are able to provide every Communist Party member and supporter with a similarly memorable experience.
My wife thinks she caught the Chinese Coronavirus from a kid she had contact with at work and first exhibited symptoms right around Christmas Day. Her test result, available the following Sunday evening, was positive. I had the “rapid screening” test Monday and found out immediately that I was positive for the virus. My symptoms at that time were slight intestinal malaise and a dry cough. Additional sx since then have been similar to sinus-drainage sore throat with ache at inner ear, gradual loss of smell and, as of this writing, taste. Occasional headaches, some fatigue. Cough has become “productive” – euphemism for phlegmy.
Because I can’t go to the gym in the early a.m., I haven’t been setting an alarm. I’m sleeping later. I’m eating less because I’m less hungry due to lack of meaningful exercise. I’ve had a couple of neighborhood bike rides with my son, but didn’t yesterday and today it’s raining. A little weight loss won’t do me any harm.
Nothing to See Here
The Center for Security Policy published an opinion piece the other day with which I agree – Nothing to See Here. As the United States of America goes full Zimbabwe, I take some comfort in the fact that I’m not alone in perceiving a real problem relative to mainstream media and government unwillingness to address obvious fraud, failure, and conspiracy.
Why Wouldn’t They Cheat?
This article over at Townhall posted several days ago – Why Wouldn’t They Cheat? – outlines clearly what the myriad of useful idiots on the left and their masters think of those of us who will never willingly travel with them. And, importantly, how those mistaken beliefs have driven their electron fraud strategies.
The Democrat/Communist party has an agenda that includes:
And so forth. All of this should be obvious to persons of even average intelligence.
Note that all images and captions are aligned center in editing mode.
Last Saturday I paddled the Barren Fork/Collins River from Smooth Rapids at McMinnville to the former VFW lodge just outside McMinnville. I got to Smooth Rapids a little after 11:00, dropped off my kayak and gear, then the guy who runs the place met me at the VFW parking lot where I left the Volvo. He said they had some scheduling conflicts for shuttling that day.
The VFW lodge is now owned by somebody trying to run a barbecue restaurant. It didn’t look “Open” on Saturday but there were a few people around back who said they were preparing for a charity auction that night. I spoke with them because I needed change for a 20 in order pay the honor-system parking fee of five dollars.
I paddled Saturday without the rudder, leaving the pedal assembly in place but clipping in the foot-plate supplied by Long Haul. The foot plate ‘covers’ the rudder pedals. The bow gunwale halves come with a strap and clip for it pre-installed on either side. The top clip should be hung from the bow deckbar between ribs 2 and 3 during assembly. I didn’t but was able to attach it without much trouble when I deflated the sponsons some to remove the spraydeck. When I’d got underway, I found I hadn’t tightened both sides the same. You can see some slack left side in the picture, above.
By mistake I grabbed a 220 cm paddle from the paddle-bin instead of the 225 I’d planned to use. Turned out 220 cm is plenty long enough for the Long Haul Mark I. Without the spraydeck, the kayak’s gothic arch cockpit is easy to get into and out of.
Last Saturday was warmer than the previous Saturday, so I wore shorts, quick-dry undergarments and a short-sleeved shirt as well as Body Glove foot-shaped water shoes with drain holes. Those water shoes acted like little buckets and shipped a lot of water every time I got into the kayak. The week before, when it was about 10 degrees cooler, I’d worn splash pants with a pair of Chota Mukluk Light shoes, kept the spraydeck in place, and the kayak stayed very dry inside.
If you float the entire route I paddled, it’s supposed to take about four hours. I completed the section of river in about two. I paddled most of the way and felt disappointed it hadn’t taken longer. On the other hand, I wasn’t really enjoying the experience – no fault of the river or the kayak.
The temperature was warm and the skies mostly overcast, but without rain or even mist until the drive home. The river water was pretty cold and I wasn’t dressed suitably for immersion. The kayak’s Comfort Seat stayed inflated this time and was pretty comfortable. I’m undecided whether to move it forward. May leave it where it is for a while.
My heart wasn’t really in it last weekend – I was feeling glum about the recent national election. I’m not feeling excited about it today, but I remain hopeful that recounts, independent IT data scourers and the courts will result in a Trump win.
But I say that in order to explain in part why my experience on the water last Saturday, while not crap, wasn’t a lot of fun for me and I found myself just thinking about getting to the take-out and heading back to the house.
Without the rudder, I found I had to make a lot of corrective strokes to keep the kayak pointed in the direction I was looking. It tended to driftcock or weathercock or leecock or whatever the right term is.
I leaned modestly to put the kayak on its side a bit to turn more quickly. Stability for this didn’t seem too worrisome. Feeling connected to the kayak for me was a problem relative to leaning, though. In a couple of places where the river’s elevation dropped and turned, the Mark I proved maneuverable enough to pretty easily left then right.
Although it’s natural to hook my knees up under the curled tops of the middle cockpit rib, No. 4. They’re not as good as carlings, but they’re okay. I need to better adjust the foot brace, and I do plan to move the rudder pedal assembly as close to Rib No. 3 as possible when I next assemble the boat.
The water was running high enough I never had to get out of the kayak to pull it through shallow water over rocks. At one point the hull scraped a rock. Later, back at the house, I noticed part of a keelstrip’s black outer coating had scraped off. The hullskin’s previous owner had applied a lot of Aqua Seal. It’s started peeling off all over the hull and looks terrible but I don’t think that’s much of a problem.
During my brief trip downriver, I saw several great blue herons. I saw one bird that looked like a cross between a blue jay and a woodpecker. I saw two fat groundhogs shuffling fast along the shoreline. I saw a fish surface quickly. I don’t recall whether I saw any turtles.
I saw a weathered wooden pallet about halfway up in some tree branches near where the Collins River flows into the Barren Fork. Snapped a picture of that.
At one or two points during my float, I wasn’t able to hear any man-made sounds. I let my ears find their focus listening to a small waterfall on my right. Wind sounds in the many trees’ dry leaves also accompanied my paddle’s rhythmic splash.
At the takeout I had a hard time getting my kayak on the Volvo’s roof-racks on the steepish-for-that-purpose concrete boat ramp. About halfway up the ramp is a flat spot for turn-off, but I thought it imprudent to drag the kayak that far. A fellow paddler who arrived a little after I did helped me get the boat on the racks.
When I set out, I thought I would stop on the way home for a cheeseburger. I’d been wanting one of those Burger King Impossible Whoppers. I like them because I don’t feel heavy and polluted like I do after eating an ordinary fast food cheeseburger. But I didn’t stop. I’d had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a Larabar about a half hour after getting on the river. That was enough until supper. I have some work to do figuring out my caloric needs.
President Trump appears willing to exhaust every legal means to verify and count every legal ballot cast in the November 3rd national elections. This is good also for down-ticket races. It isn’t over until the verification process and legal challenges run their parallel courses or int he event the Orange Man concedes. That’s how it should be.
For the first time during my life, we’ve had an American president who puts this nation’s interests first and whose administration has consistently taken care to govern according the Constitution. I admire Trump’s courage in the face of continual negative press and the tangled difficulty involved in working in close procedural proximity to Deep State lifers.
Here’s an article I read this morning at The American Conservative – “No Surrender” by Declan Leary. I agree with most of what this guy has written there.
Today’s the United States’ general election. If you’re a citizen of the United States of America and you haven’t already voted, get to the polls and vote your conscience. Don’t let anyone keep you from it. Elections have consequences.