Post-Election Ranting

We crossed a line tonight.

We crossed a line into a very different country. Yes, it was an historic night. It was the night America sold out everything we ever stood for. The night 40 years of liberal indoctonation took firm hold of the soul of this once great country. The night the terrorists won. Don’t worry about an attack now, what would be the point? Only seven years after 9-11, we elected a guy named Barack Hussein Obama. We lost.

We elected the European model. We elected appeasement. We elected a celebrity instead of a leader. The chickens of Paris Hilton, TMZ, Pam Anderson, Jerry Springer, and Oprah have come home to roost. Congratulations America, and shame on you. You bought a Yugo. Didn’t even test drive it.

Obama’s not the problem. Spoiled, ignorant Americans are the problem. A Republican Party so eager to sell us out, to “lesser of two evils” us into Socialism, to stand for nothing, is the problem.

There is no Republican Party, we knew that when we got hoodwinked into McCain, and we did get hoodwinked. We are a one party system now folks. Democracy died today after a four year battle with cancer. A cancer that started with Bush’s second term. A cancer of RINO’s led by John McCain, and helped along by Bush. A cancer of a media that is literally PRAVDA. A cancer that is now inoperable.

We have become everything we ever despised as Americans. Tonight, we lost our independence, our free thinking, and our self reliance. The MSM is now our Master. And we Obeyed.

Republicans lost pretty much across the board tonight, and I can’t help but think it was by design. I have no other explanation for such fucking incompetence. McCain was a joke, and Repubs in general bent over for the ass-fucking of a lifetime. At our expense.

I had hopes a McCain loss could mean a regrouping of the Republican Party, but now I’m not sure it matters. We’re too stupid for a responsible, accountable government. We proved it tonight. The crowning of this Manchurian Candidate, a guy with so much dirt on him he made Edwards look like Reagan, an untested, unaccomplished, terrorist sympathiser with no aquaintance that was not a criminal/America hating/anti-semite/felon, or general malcontent, is truly frightening.

We lost more than an election tonight, we lost our soul as a nation.

Actually, we didn’t lose it, we gave it away.

R.I.P Maxine Frasella June 19th, 1995 – Sept. 2, 2008

Hello friends and fellow animal lovers of ours. We are sad to tell the news that on Tuesday the 2nd, we had to let go of our sweet sassy sue love child, Maxine Frasella (aka. Max Fras), so she could go meet her brother, the ever famous, Kramer at the Rainbow Bridge. Its been a bitch of a year for us and just when I think that nothing can possibly happen because of the amount of crap that we have dealt with which is more than our fair share, something else major happens that was totally unexpected. BTW, this is Mrs. Bmac, not my husband, Bmac, so what you are about to read is from my mouth. I just thought I should mention it was me since I am so mouthy lately, you could have trouble telling us apart. The only difference is that I seem to be the only one so far in our Mac team who has aquired what I am calling “My Turrets” after enduring all this shit. “My Turrets” is when I blurt stuff out or it seems to indadvertently just fly out of my mouth without thinking of how it may be percieved, who it may hurt, or how it might make me look. My turrets usually flares up at the most inappropriate times. I’m sure that Bmac would love for someone to invent some type of mouth tampon for me.

Just to give you an idea of what has actually been going on with The Bmac’s in 2008, up until Tuesday when we had to let go of Maxine, I will give you a short list of things we have been forced to face. We have had a tremendous amount of loss this year. I don’t want to appear as being a Debbie Downer because I’m the furthest thing from that. Seriously. I have just come to the realization that life is actually a cruel comedy and now I am starring in the 2008 series of it with Bmac as my unlucky sidekick. This is the time in life when you learn that good looks can’t even help you anymore and you find yourself living life with your hands blocking your face.

Ok, now to my “short list” (or is it?) I promised you:

First of all, my mom dying at the end of January almost took me down. Almost. Yeah, almost. Actually, every day I am still really challenged with it. I just try to bury it better so I don’t make others crazy. Even though she was sick and I knew it was going to happen, everything I thought I would feel and think, didn’t happen how I thought it would. Not even close. It sucks-it hurts really deep and is a pain never felt before-but no one else feels it with you-you feel totally alone-the end. The biggest shocker for me had to be how quiet everything got. One day the earth was spinning around like normal, when suddenly, it stopped like someone pulled the emergency brake and you hadn’t braced for it. I miss her every day and I hate that pain that goes along with it. Its something you can’t shake off.

Then, 13 days later on February 8th, Kramer dies at home in the arms of Bmac. Wow! Another thing that I really love? The shocker for that one was that he didn’t even die from his cancer. He was in remission! What the hell was happening here? Our little precious boy was gone. Just like that! His little heart just gave out. How long did he have a heart problem without us knowing! What the fuck was going on?

You would think it would end there but apparently that is NOT how this is going to play out for us. In late February, Bmac had to close up the doors to his business he had worked hard at building for the past 3 years. Hey everybody! Wanna play a game and try and guess why Bmac had to close his business that he slaved at for 6 days a week. Was it: 1. the economy, 2. someone thought it would be funny to see the looks on our faces, 3. that’s how the Bmac’s roll, or 4. all of the above.

I can’t speak for Bmcac but I think this may around the time I had officially lost my mind because all of a sudden it was March 1st and we driving an hour from here to pick up a homeless German Shorthaired Pointer. The GSP rescue called and asked if we could drive and pick him up and temporarily foster him for them. He had been wandering around for 3 weeks in some little town and no one seemed to know where he came from. It was sad that this little guy had no place to call home.

We decided to call him Mikey. Oh, sorry. I am getting ahead of the story. How it actually happened was about 2 weeks after Kramer was gone, I called my friend at the GSP rescue and told him that our house was so quiet without Kramer and we knew we were going to have to have another one at some point. That is when we hear that they had already set aside a dog for us who they think will be perfect for us named Gunner but knew I was busy packing my mom’s house up so didn’t tell us before then. The next week they called and asked if we could go get Mikey, or as we also like to refer to him, the homeless hobo dog, and foster him until we get up to the rescue. Sure, no problem. That’s we learned the true meaning of the word foster. It means giving them up at some point. Saying bye. Never knowing them longer than that short time. That’s the part that we couldn’t seem to do. Plus, I didn’t know how I was going to pry Mikey off of Bmac. Or was it pry Bmac off of Mikey? Whatever, they were attached at the hip. Did it really matter at that point. No. What really mattered at the time for me was that Bmac told me that if we could keep Mikey, I could still get Gunner. Woo Hoo! We never once thought that if we did that, it would mean 3 dogs! 3 large dogs? Thinking was something that we heard about other people doing but we were too busy to try it ourselves. Exactly 2 weeks after driving to pick up Mikey, we were now on our way to California, with Mikey in tow, but just to take a ride in the car, to rescue Gunner. I know what you are thinking. Idiots. Hey but Maxine was so happy when Mikey came home she would be really excited to have another young psycho dog named Gunner running around the house. She did have a new spring in her step with the new youngsters around. It was obvious that she was morning Kramer too.

When April rolled around, I had another death to deal withwhen a friend of mine died unexpectedly at 43 years of age. I mean, honestly. Come on? Does this ever stop? Life and all the crap that was happening was getting a little out of control and obviously no one seemed to hear me standing outside with my megaphone and screaming “UNCLE!” at the top of my lungs.

I was hoping and praying Maxine would make it until next year. Max was 13 years old but she was tough. I actually was the one who picked her out of the litter. She was Bmac’s dog and got her from our good friends who’s Chocolate Lab mama named Abbi and Yellow Lab daddy named George, just had a litter of nine little pups. This was well before Bmac and I even started dating. Max was great yet a handfull for Bmac. She was very loving, yet incredibly independent, and the most hard-headed bitch you ever met. She never did a single thing in her life she didn’t feel like doing, and it if she did, she only did it exactly when she felt like doing it. She ran the house, or so it seemed. From birth until about 3 years old, she was an absolute terror; a shredding machine that destoyed everything in her path. Bmac almost gave her away about 3000 times. He was reaching his wits end with her. Also, that girl had an iron stomach. She once ate a pair of glasses made with real glass that our friend Marnie had just gotten that day. She ingested them glass and all. She dug about a million holes in the yard in search of finding all the sources of where there was water. She was successful at it too. Bmac didn’t want that sprinkler system anyways so it was no big deal. I think she had something internal built into her that would be similar to those “Stud Finder” things that most guys have in their tool box. You know, its that one thingy they like to point at themselves and pretend they have found a stud instead of finding the stud in the wall. What most of our friends that would come over remember best is that she LOVED beer. If anyone gave her the littlest bit of beer, she was stuck to their side for the rest of the night. She would bark at them until they gave her more. She was a bit of a boozer but wore it well. She also was a licker. She would lick you until you walked away soaking wet, but hated being fussed over or loved on. SHE dispensed the love, not you. You were good to go as soon as you learned that from her.

She lived longer than either of her parents or siblings did, so obviously I chose well. She was never sick, or got hurt, she was a tank. I would get up at 4 in the morning and walk her and Kramer for 3 1/2 miles every day for many years. In 13 years, we can count on one hand how many trips she had to the vet, which she HATED with a passion.

We’re gonna miss stepping over you in the kitchen Max, where you loved to plop down right in our way, refusing to move. Or the hallway, or the bathroom, or the back patio in the morning. We will especially miss seeing you in your favorite place at the front door, where guests had to step over you to enter “your” house, and how dare they think you’re gonna move for them.

She loved “the boys” too. They were such a pain in the ass but she loved having them around and they were her pains in the asses. She loved keeping them in line and we thought it was keeping her young. So did the vet!

God speed to Kramer, our sweet little froggie sue! You were the reason we fell in love with and wanted more dogs. You were how we got Kramer. You will be forever remembered and we will meet again down the road. We love you more than we can express!

I suppose we should have realized that there was no way that the planets would realign and make life easier for us and maybe things could slow down a bit so we wouldn’t have to bend over and take yet another horrible experience up our asses without a kiss. I would have even taken just a hug if that was offered as an option. I will continue to scream UNCLE! Why the hell is no one responding? You’d think I’d know better by know. Life sucks right now, but it can only get better from here. Right?

Look at the list of the good stuff in 2008:

1. Hey, there is Wicked Pinto! Yippee!

12 Year Old Wins Car For “Good Attendance”

Just caught this on Fox, don’t have a link. This was in Chicago, where apparently, they’re offering incentives like iPods, laptops and fucking CARS, to get kids to do something they’re SUPPOSED to do, go to school.

Maybe we should get them a house for eating their vegetables.

We’re so doomed. The CEO of Chicago public schools is on with Shep Smith, trying to defend this asinine policy, and he said 85% of thier students are living below the poverty line, and “fighting huge, huge battles to get to school everyday.”

Really? Is it a “huge battle” to walk into a fucking classroom? Sorry, it’s just not that hard. I don’t care how poor you are. This is so ass backwards, we might as well close every school in Chicago right now.

I caught a documentary on HBO last night called “Hard Times At Douglas High: A No Child Left Behind Report Card.” A two hour film that tries to blame Baltimores problems on Bush’s No Child left Behind, even though Bush’s program was not implemented until AFTER the absolutely disastrous year this Documentary captured.

Here’s an example. Douglas High has an average freshman class of 500 every year. They graduate an average of 180. Douglas is losing 320 students a year, all on their own, and the teachers all acknowledge this. Now, how the fuck is this the fault of No Child Left Behind? How can you even put this in the title of the documentary, when only after the dismal performance of this school, did the feds step in and re-organize?

HBO is full of shit, and this thing is laughable, when their own cameras capture things like a guy beating the crap out of 5 girls right in the hallway, full force face punching, completey ingnored by any school authorities. Somebody clearly had to step in to fix this school that has become a gathering place for thugs, where teachers beg students to just go to class, as they stand in the hallway mocking them.

Somehow it’s all Bush’s fault.

Gaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!! Part 2-OMFG!!!!!!!!

Ted Turner predicted global cannibalism. Now ABC News wants you to shit your pants over global warming.

I guess since we don’t really have to worry about global thermonuclear war anymore, a one degree rise in the Earths temperature will just have to be scary enough.

Are we living in the last century of our civilization? Is it possible that all of our technology, knowledge and wealth cannot save us from ourselves? Could our society actually be heading towards collapse?

Gaaaahhh!!!! OMFG!!!!!

According to many of the world’s top scientists, the answer is yes, unless we take action now.

Now? Like right now? Cause I got a barbeque to go to later.

Experts say that extreme changes in climate, combined with dwindling resources, famine, war and disease have the potential to create a post-apocalyptic world in less than a hundred years. Harvard University and Woods Hole climatologist John Holdrens says we cannot continue going down the same path.

GAAAAAHHHH!!!!! OMFG!!! *furiously putting empty Coke can in recycle bin*

“If we continue on business as usual, we are going to see more floods, more droughts, more heat waves, more wildfires, more ice melting, faster sea level rise,” Holdren said.

So WE control the weather? We can stop floods and droughts, (wait…floods AND droughts?) I wish somebody had told me we controlled the weather before I had to deal with a couple rainy days on my last vacation.

Ok, I’m calming down, we can stop the Apocalypse, it’s within our power to stave off the END OF THE WORLD. I’m feeling a little better, tell me more ABC.

“We really have less than a decade to start getting this right. If we’re still dragging our feet in 2015 I think it really becomes at that point almost impossible for the world to avert a degree of climate change that we simply will not be able to manage without intolerable cost and consequences.”

Gaaaahhhhh!!!!!! OMFG!!!!! 2015 people!!! Seven years!!! Seven years to “Start getting it right” or we’re all DOOMED, DOOMED!!!!!!!

Everything that’s ever happened in the history of mankind swings in the balance of the next seven years. All we’ve done, all we’ve created, all we are will CEASE TO EXIST, if we don’t do……… something or other, by 2015. Listen to me now people, if you care at all about the very future of mankind, you better start doing whatever the fuck “getting it right” means, and you better start doing whatever that may be IMMEDIATELY!!

I’m starting now, I’m gonna start “getting it right” this very minute.

Just as soon as I figure out what the fuck that even means.

*Cross posted at DPUD*

Terrorists Have Rights

High Court sides with Guantanamo detainees again

It was not immediately clear whether this ruling, unlike the first two, would lead to prompt hearings for the detainees, some of whom have been held more than 6 years. Roughly 270 men remain at the island prison, classified as enemy combatants and held on suspicion of terrorism or links to al-Qaida and the Taliban.

The court said not only that the detainees have rights under the Constitution, but that the system the administration has put in place to classify them as enemy combatants and review those decisions is inadequate.

Oh fuck.

Florida Goes Postal On Smokers

Here we go again, Sarasota County Will not hire smokers.

Citing health care costs.

I just don’t know how to say how dangerous this is.

Citing the burden they place on taxpayers who pay for government workers’ health insurance, Sarasota County officials announced Monday that they no longer will hire smokers.

After the country is free of smokers, all of you that like cheeseburgers better get ready to love delicious ricecakes.

What’s that? you say you like to ride dirt bikes on the weekend? Sorry, too dangerous. Next.

Enjoy a couple drinks after work? Do you have any idea the cost of alcohol related health care? A daily urine test will be required if you want to work here.

Is that a pair of rollerblades in the back seat of your car? Broken bones cost the state plenty buddy.

How dare you drink coffee in the morning, don’t you know how many caffeine related illnesses there are?

Is that a fucking Twinkie in your hand??!!! Security!!!!!!

I’ve said this before, but this Jihad against smokers is the state dipping their feet in the water of fascism, and when smoking is fully banned, they WILL move on to something else. It won’t stop there when they see they can dictate personal behaviour without anyone putting up a fight.

An Alternate Scenario

This is just one of the many reasons I’m probably sitting this election out. We haven’t even got a Dem nominee yet and this guy has pissed me off absolutely infuriated me, so many times I’ve lost count.

I know conservatives are terrified of a Dem win this year, but before you get too worried, consider this:

McCain will be a disaster. He will piss off Republicans constantly, Democrats will attack him, even though he’s on their side, and the press will make him the new Bush. He’ll throw ridiculous temper tantrums, and say the most ignorant shit you can imagine, on a daily basis. He’s a moderate, which means he believes in nothing. He doesn’t even know what he is, and nobody wants to follow a guy that has no direction. He’ll be more of a Steward than a President.

He’s going to be a band-aid on the gushing jugular of the Republican party. Sure, we’ll get a President with an “R” by his name, but by the time he leaves the smoking wreckage of his only term, he’ll have done so much damage to what’s left of the party, he’ll guarantee a full blown Dem sweep in every election for the next twenty years. McCain is the lynch-pin in the grenade of destruction of the Republican party.

If by some miracle Obama or Hillary actually get elected, (which BTW, I believe to be impossible) consider this:

They are not gonna be able to end the Iraq conflict with the simple wave of a capitulating hand. Things will most likely stay the same there for the most part. Past that, the differences between either of them and McCain are negligible, and they will be ineffective at getting their most socialist agenda’s off the table. They will have only one term, if they don’t get impeached for complete incompetence.

Look, the next four years are gonna suck no matter what. A Dem will do a massive amount of damage, but it will be short term damage. McCain will do long term damage. A Republican President (McCain) now, will mean a Democrat everything later. McCain is the Anti-Christ Republican that will bring the Apocalypse to the party.

We’ve survived Democratic Presidents before, we can again, and I just can’t get behind this jackass because he has an imaginary “R” in front of his name. Plus, a Dem getting elected could finally slap a little sense into the MIA Republicans, and lead to another Repub comeback. McCain getting elected will make them continue to be useless, over confident choads, who want to rid the party of conservatives.

I’d rather let the Dems dig their own grave, than help McCain dig ours.

That’s my opinion anyway, now I’m gonna go look for a thoughtful story about boobs.

Rocket Science For Greenies

How was your Hoax Day? I mean Earth Day? It was fun watching all my local newscasters get positively giddy about “Being Green.” I think they all came a little.

People really are sheep. Nothing drives that home more than the greatest single hoax carried out on the American people: Recycling. Basic common sense would tell you that recycling is a scam, but even reasonably intelligent people seem to eat this one up. It just never seems to dawn on people that an entire 2nd fleet of trucks are used for this elaborate pulling of the wool over their eyes, even when those eyes see a different truck picking up their empty Voss bottles every week.

Most of you already know this of course, but I like to put in a little factoid for good measure:

Myth 6: Recycling Always Protects the Environment

Los Angeles has estimated that due to curbside recycling, its fleet of trucks is twice as large as it otherwise would be–800 vs. 400 trucks. This means more iron ore and coal mining, more steel and rubber manufacturing, more petroleum extracted and refined for fuel–and of course all that extra air pollution in the Los Angeles basin as the 400 added trucks cruise the streets.

Do you gotta be a fucking rocket scientist to figure that out? Multiply that by every single city in the U.S. and tell me you’re helping the environment asshole.

Not to mention the extra plants needed to separate the paper, plastic, and glass, all using power, all creating pollution. It’s pure insanity.

Here in my hometown, they’re going to the “one bin” system. Know what that means? ALL NEW TRUCKS. Yep, they can’t retro-fit the old “three bin” trucks, so hey, gotta buy a whole new fleet, as well as new machines to sort from the one bin. Guess who gets to pay for it?

What’s really scary is that

A: People are this easily fooled and..

B: These same people vote.

You want to recycle? Here’s the only recycling that actually works:

L.A. Mayor “Accuses” ICE Of Doing Their Job

Los Angeles Mayor “warns ICE to back off”

Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa is asking federal officials to rethink their policy on workplace immigration crackdowns that involve established businesses and to focus on employers that mistreat workers instead.

ICE made more than 4,900 work-site arrests nationwide in fiscal 2007, a 45-fold increase over the number in 2001, authorities said.

That’s it? 4,900 arrests? Are you kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me? Out of roughly 2 million a year, they only got 4,900 nationwide? I could find 4,900 illegals myself, right here in Las Vegas. And it wouldn’t take me a year. I don’t know for sure the veracity of those figures, but if they’re anywhere even close to being accurate, than we should dismantle ICE immediately, because they’re utterly worthless.

I double checked to find some figures, just in case ICE went to 4,900 job sites, as opposed to single arrests, but actual figures are hard, if not impossible to find. It does sound to me like these are single arrests, as ICE rarely seems to do raids, and a big one gets like, 60 illegals. Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think I am. Here’s a paragraph from Pat Buchanan’s book “State of Emergency” that seems to back up the single arrest scenario:

Inspections at workplaces did pick up after 2004. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) made five times as many worksite arrests in 2006 as in 2004. But even in 2006 ICE made fewer than five thousand worksite arrests, so an illegal worker still had less than one chance in a thousand of getting arrested at work.^[6] (Once arrested, those with neither proof of American citizenship nor a valid visa are supposed to be deported, but it is not clear how often this happens.)

How many did they get in Los Angeles, a city of 10 million? Enough for the Mayor to get his panties in a bunch over? If they got even HALF of the nationwide 4,900, which I doubt, that would be only 2,450. Can’t the entire city of Los Angeles do without 2,450 illegals over the course of a year without too much trouble ? Here’s the beef:

Los Angeles companies such as clothing manufacturer American Apparel Inc. have reported being questioned by ICE officials about their hiring procedures. (L.A. Mayor) Villaraigosa accused federal officials of targeting “established, responsible employers” in industries that rely on “workforces that include undocumented immigrants.”

What??? Isn’t that their FUCKING JOB? Is he accusing them of doing their job? Who should they be targeting asshole, the set of “Desperate Housewives?” I smell a rat here. What could possibly be the reason the Mayor of Los Angeles has such a bug up his ass about ICE doing their job.

I’m gonna do a little “investigative reporting.” Let’s take a quick look here…..AHA! It seems the Mayor was a member of MEChA. What a shocker. That took all of two seconds to discover. If Frontpagemag isn’t a reputable enough source for you, just Google “Villaraigosa & MEChA” and you’ll certainly be able to find one that is.

I wonder if being a former member of MEChA (a known racist organization that favors Reqonquista) could possibly have anything to do with him being so upset about ICE performing their duties.

And apparently not too well at that, if they only caught 4,900 illegals in a year nationwide.

I had no intention of blogging about ICE, this was going to be about L.A.’s wacky Mayor, but after seeing how low these numbers are for ICE, I’m just shocked as how ineffective they are.

If anyone has info that says different, let me know, and I’ll post it.

When The Going Gets Tough….Make It Tougher!

I wonder if this is really the best time for a bunch of new tax hikes? Like this,

Or this? Or even this?

Gov. Martin O’Malley signs a new tax bracket for millionaires into law. Senate President Thomas V. Mike Miller (left) and House Speaker Michael E. Busch joined the governor for yesterday’s signing ceremony.

I love the fucking smug looks on these assholes faces as they screw over the only people spending money in this crappy economy.

I hope they have enough mansions in Maryland to accommodate the massive influx of millionaires that will be streaming in for the opportunity to “give back.”

The global warming tax in California is obviously the most ridiculous. Funny enough, about a year ago, Arnold came here to Vegas in an attempt to woo back businesses that had fled California to Nevada, because of crushing taxes. It was a huge production, driving around town in a big RV that was all painted up with slogans. Needless to say, it didn’t go too well. The shocking failure to lure businesses back to tax hell, resulted in an even better plan: Tax the living shit out of the people that stayed in California, you know, to show goodwill and all.