Archive for November 2016
See why I believe so at Wow! Magazine. Here’s a snippet:
Ask yourself this: Which is more likely? Russia hacking the election or Democrats hacking the recount? Is it difficult to imagine a live hack that targets all precincts, or the tens of thousands of voting machines in thousands of precincts in swing states, shaving just enough votes for Trump to win, doing so in real-time, and without triggering suspicion? Or is it more difficult to imagine a post-election hack of a few hundred machines or dozen vote tabulators in just three key states two and a half weeks after the election? Timestamps can be faked as can paper ballots. It is simply much easier to hack a close election after its over rather than while it is occurring.
The media will disparage such thinking as right-wing paranoia, that they are “just trying to make sure every vote counts.” But recounts only happen when candidates are separated by a few hundred votes. Trump won by 70,000 in Pennsylvania. Why not recount votes in other states if the point is to make sure “every vote counts,” perhaps states where Hillary won by 50,000?
The point of the recount is to overturn the election.
Fidel Castro is dead. All I can add is the word “finally.”
Babalu writing at Babalublog says it much better. As he says in this piece, “Fidel Castro’s dark presence has haunted my entire life.” He continues:
I’m also glad his demise as common as it was, having become feeble and decrepit, immobile, near the end, more than likely with a stomach tube feeding him and an artificial anus pumping his waste into a plastic bag. No heroics. No myth-making. No going out in a blaze of glory, like he so desperately dreamed of during the crisis days in October of 1962 when he urged Nikita Kruschev to press the nuclear button. Like so many other old men, he died in his bed, soiling himself, probably terrified about what was to come next. At the end of the game, as the old Spanish proverb goes, the king and the pawn go in the same box.
No surprises here but proof is always reassuring.
This fall WikiLeaks confirmed everything conservatives have been saying about the media for more than 20 years. CNN, you have been busted. You allowed Democratic Party operative Donna Brazile to get hold of town-hall questions in advance and help Hillary Clinton prep with them.
Note that this is not a Donna Brazile scandal. Brazile did what every party hack is paid to do: She tried to help her side win. This is all on you, CNN. You should have fired yourselves, not Brazile.
Originally appeared at Wow! Magazine.
Fifth Harmony’s Lauren Juaregui has penned a letter to Donald Trump supporters, published on Billboard’s Op Ed page, in which she calls Trump supporters defending their actions by claiming “voting for Trump does not mean that you are racist, homophobic, sexist, xenophobic, a**holes… (Y)our words are worthless, because your actions have led to the single-handed destruction of all the progress we’ve made socially as a nation.” The 20 year old pop singer then comes out as bisexual, after being photographed kissing a girl last week.
So as someone who voted for Trump in the last election, here is my response.
Who are you and what is Fifth Harmony? Seriously until I read The Daily Mail I had never heard of you. This is not surprising since I have opinions older than you. I suppose I could look you and your band up but it doesn’t matter. In my time I’ve seen so many people like you prance across Fame’s stage only to disappear, often suddenly in a mental breakdown or at a young age in a drug overdose. Honestly I stopped paying attention after Britney Spears melted into Christine Aguilera then washed up on a distant shore to become tabloid fodder.
Billboard hasn’t been driven out of business yet? And it has an op-ed page? What on earth for? And people still read it? What, like a dozen A&R people?
Who the f**k do you think you are telling us “travel and read a history book?” I’ve lived in Africa and Japan and traveled through Europe, and I’m currently reading history books written two thousand years ago by authors whom you’ve likely never heard of. I’m even learning Latin so that I can read their words in their native tongue. Do you understand how arrogant and just plain ignorant you sound when you, a wealthy 20 year old, think you know how the world works for everyone and what is best for people who aren’t like you?
You are worried that the Trump is somehow going to “destroy the progress we’ve made socially as a nation.” What progress is that? LGBTQ rights? Were you aware that Trump said that he didn’t care which bathroom Kaitlyn Jenner used in any of his establishments? Perhaps you hadn’t learned the 3 branches of the federal government while you were becoming the one chosen from hundreds of thousands of aspiring musicians who sing better than you and write better songs then you but just aren’t as lucky as you happen to be? If you had you would know that in 2015 the Supreme Court made gay marriage legal throughout the land, that Presidents can’t make laws, and laws enacted by Congress which the Supreme Court views as unconstitutional won’t survive long as law. Even if Trump wanted to ban homosexuality – which as New York businessman he has ZERO interest in doing – he can’t because that’s not how our government works. Who is the ignorant one?
Is it his stance on immigration that bothers you? How many illegal immigrants are you supporting? I assume with the amount of money you make you could support hundreds, so exactly how many illegals are you employing, feeding, housing, providing medical for? I’m getting tired of being told to lose my guns by people who have their own private security detail, to avoid flying because of the CO2 it burns by people who fly their private jets to attend UN conferences, and to pay more in taxes by people who employ armies of accountants to squirrel away their earnings in tax shelters. I support animal rescue not just with donations but with a house full of rescued dogs and cats. Someone your age should have learned long ago that actions speak louder than words, or is that offensive to you Snowflake?
You see I live in a very poor county that has a large illegal population. Our cops are overwhelmed by the crime they have brought, much of it immigrant-on-immigrant. Our county’s social and medical services are stretched to the breaking point by the number of non-taxpaying illegals here. Yes, the dirty little secret is that illegals don’t pay taxes because their income is not reported to the tax authorities, so they consume government resources paid for by citizens without contributing themselves.
Now taxes are probably something you never think of because you can afford a manager who employs a staff of accountants to take care of all that for you, but trust me, everyone is not like you. The average income in my county is $25,000, and taxes will take about 10% that. $2,500 is probably what you spend on a pair of jeans, but it’s a lot of money for people where I live.
And as a singer you don’t have to worry about illegals taking your job the way many of my neighbors do. I’ve employed numerous carpenters, plumbers, electricians, and tradesmen, all looking over their shoulders worried about companies that employ illegal immigrants doing their jobs. When they compete against these companies it’s difficult for them to bid low enough to get the job, so several contractors I know have either retired early or gone on disability.
Does Trump’s “America first” position scare you? I used to live in Japan. Guess which nation they worry about first? Think they worry about the war in Syria or famine in sub-Saharan Africa? Nope. They think about Japan first. In fact I would bet that if you traveled the way you are telling Trump voters to do you would find that every nation’s people want to put their country first. Australians. Chinese. Russians. Brazilians. Nationalism is the norm, so stop being so naïve. It’s only the wealthy who think borders do not matter, and they don’t – for them. But everyone else can’t afford to leave their country just because their preferred candidate lost an election. For one thing it costs a lot of money to move to another country. For another most countries will not allow you to reside in their country unless you have a lot of money. Even the EU which many of your fellow entertainers look towards as some kind of ideological promised land will not let Americans stay indefinitely in their borders.
Most 20 year olds do not get the attention you do, and that’s a good thing. As a former 20 year old myself I remember thinking I knew everything there was to know about the world, it’s people, religion, and Life in general. Within ten years Experience had taught me how little I knew of anything, and it’s only now 30 years later that I’ve realized that while I do know a thing or two, there is still much in the world I do not know. At my age I wouldn’t even think of telling complete strangers how to think or what to do with their lives. But let me leave you with a bit of advice.
I do not know what is best for you so don’t presume you know what is best for me.
It may take you awhile to grok that, if you ever do, but in the mean time I really don’t care what you think.
A Trump Voter
Will Rahn at CBSNews.com writes about the “unbearable smugness of the press,” and the disgust shown towards poor and middle class Americans who ended up supporting Trump.
“It’s a profound failure of empathy in the service of endless posturing. There’s been some sympathy from the press, sure: the dispatches from “heroin country” that read like reports from colonial administrators checking in on the natives. But much of that starts from the assumption that Trump voters are backward, and that it’s our duty to catalogue and ultimately reverse that backwardness. What can we do to get these people to stop worshiping their false god and accept our gospel?
We diagnose them as racists in the way Dark Age clerics confused medical problems with demonic possession. Journalists, at our worst, see ourselves as a priestly caste. We believe we not only have access to the indisputable facts, but also a greater truth, a system of beliefs divined from an advanced understanding of justice.”
He notes that journalists make little effort to understand those living in fly-over country, even mocking them. “(We) treat the economic grievances of Middle America like they’re some sort of punchline. Sometimes quite literally so, such as when reporters tweet out a photo of racist-looking Trump supporters and jokingly suggest that they must be upset about free trade or low wages.”
Yeah, laugh at those 2,100 men and women who lost their jobs this year when Carrier moved their jobs from Indiana to Mexico. Maybe that’s one reason why the state went to Trump by 20 points and left journalists in tears early Wednesday morning.
Before the election I wrote, “We “deplorables” who couldn’t re-fi our mortgages, or lost our homes after the 2008 crash are furious that we find ourselves at the cusp of being led by the very elite that caused the crash in the first place. Many of us came from the Democratic Party, whose leadership seemed more interested in providing voting registration to illegals, then turned around and called us “racist” for being upset by the crime they brought to our communities.”
Journalists aren’t journalists anymore. They do not write what they observe they write what they want to see. In effect the entire profession has merged with fiction writing, they just don’t realize it yet. What happens when they do realize it?
They become propagandists.
We got out of bed at 5:30am yesterday to get ready and hit the polls before work. The parking lot of the Ruritan lodge was packed with a line of voters in front of the two young women struggling with the voter registration software on two Lenovo laptops. One issue was the number of people who hadn’t voted in recent elections. Evidently the software marked these people as dormant voters, and it took a few minutes for the election officials to reactivate their listing so that they could vote. By the time we made it through the queue the officials had solved the issue so the Wife, a dormant voter herself, could vote.
We knew voting was likely a futile effort on our part. Both of our “guts” told us the same thing the polls did: that our candidate would lose. Neither one of us liked Trump very much. He offended the Wife with his comments about women and I saw him as a egotistical billionaire who only became a Republican because the slot on the Democratic ticket was filled. But we voted for him because we live in an area decimated by globalization and illegal immigration, but mostly because we disliked Hillary Clinton.
Both of us voted for Bill Clinton in the 1990s but Hillary wasn’t Bill. She took the job as a senator of New York as if it were a ceremonial post (how long was she a New Yorker?) and then encouraged the expansion of offshoring and outsourcing in the State, sending jobs to India and China instead of creating them in the state she represented. It was one thing to lie as a first lady, but over time the fibs piled up until it became clear the woman was incapable of telling the truth. Her stint as Secretary of State was the pinnacle of her deceit. Telling the mother of a soldier who died in Benghazi that her son died because of an internet video all the while knowing it was a well-plotted terror attack was the tipping point for me. The mishandling of classified data would have sent me to jail but not Hillary. From then on it was clear to me the woman needed to be kept away from the Oval Office by all means.
There was nothing I could do to stop her except by casting my vote. I did so knowing that it was a futile gesture but it was the only one within my power so I did it. The entire US media supported her as did most of my own party’s elite, but I voted against her anyway. My gut told me she would win but my conscience demanded that I do everything in my power to stop her, even something as insignificant as casting a vote. Futile gestures serve a purpose when they are demanded by Conscience. So I cast my vote, gut and the American mainstream media be damned.
And woke up today to something completely unexpected and wonderful.