Saturday, June 24, 2017

Bits and Pieces for June 2017


Hawking, Hawking, Hawking -- see what happens?  You make a movie about somebody and he thinks he owns the universe.  Now, Stephen Hawking warns that Earth will be overpopulated and pretty much wrecked in a few decades, insisting that humans must colonize Mars.  My question is, why -- so we can export our trashy ways to yet another unsuspecting planet?  And just exactly who will be The Chosen to set up new digs as the Martian atmosphere is somehow rejuvenated and pumped back into, at least, a favorable existence?

Suggestion:  No lawyers!  Because ambulance chasing won't be fashionable for quite some time on Mars, about the only affairs lawyers can pursue initially will be land claims, simple wills for pioneers guaranteed to perish under harsh conditions AND those damnable class action lawsuits.  You think you're any more likely to get tort reform on Mars than on Earth?  Skip the suit-and-tie encumbered humans and opt instead for killer robots to settle legal disputes and contractual matters.  Eventually, I suppose chapters of the ACLU and Southern Poverty Law Center could go to Mars, but leftist attorneys must be accompanied at all times by killer robots, the ultimate case-by-case determinants.

Apparently, Hawking believes our species is out of control, and I agree with that.  I'm still much too conflicted about the human-caused climate change issue (climate is climate, changing always without our assistance) and because the scientific "consensus" is not a consensus.  Scientists are not "all in" on the cause, but the international political agenda driving this monster sure are.

However, it doesn't take much more than open eyes to witness our environmental crimes down here on the surface, be it water, land and forest abuse, animal abuse or, yes, human overpopulation.  Voices assuring us that all the humans in the world could fit in some U.S. state fail to add that each of those will require a substantial amount of acreage to be self-sustaining throughout a rather cramped lifetime.

Once we finish decimating animal populations as we destroy rain forests and other crucial land areas to accommodate growing numbers of humans doomed to have no function or place in society, should we really take an unstoppable human fornication circus on the road to Mars so we can repeat our stupidity all over again? 

Of course, we may well have come from Mars, anyway.  If so, did we leave any bad habits there last time around?  Were I a member of the first human Mars expedition, first thing I would do is get out a shovel and dig for evidence of beer bottles, candy wrappers and condoms -- sure signs of ancient human activity on the red planet.

Camille Paglia, author and university professor, always highly opinionated in her contacts with the media, appeared on Sean Hannity's radio show June 20.  While I tend not to quote from broadcast programs too often, her comments (per Breitbart of June 21) in this particular instance are worth repeating:


Paglia called what she said the Democratic Party had done to journalism “absolutely grotesque” and warned it would take decades to recover.

“It’s obscene,” she said. “It’s outrageous, OK? It shows that the Democrats are nothing now but words and fantasy and hallucination and Hollywood. There’s no journalism left. What’s happened to The New York Times? What’s happened to the major networks? It’s an outrage.”

“I’m a professor of media studies, in addition to a professor of humanities, OK?” she continued. “And I think it’s absolutely grotesque the way my party has destroyed journalism. Right now, it is going to take decades to recover from this atrocity that’s going on where the news media have turned themselves over to the most childish fraternity, kind of buffoonish behavior.”

 
"Social justice" reaches out:  Looks like Ferguson settled with the family of deceased thug, thief, and attempted cop murderer Michael Brown, probably for substantial money. How is this possible? To some rational minds, kinda appears as though one can be rewarded really, really well -- with sympathetic media publicity to boot -- for raising a child who turns into a monster, with or without family assistance.

But absurdity seems to blossom everywhere.  We're a bit tardy in thanking The Blaze (May 21) for a story about academics Peter Boghossian and James Lindsay, who used fake names to submit a seemingly scholarly paper to an academic journal in a wildly successful attempt to expose the nonsense inherent in gender studies. "The Conceptual Penis as a Social Construct" was the name of their paper, submitted to and published in the May edition of Cogent Social Sciences.  Citing 20 sources -- many of which they either made up or did not read -- to support their bogus report, these gentleman took a giant step in exposing the joke which often goes by the name, academia.

Tale of the tapes:  President Trump admits, there are no tapes from the Comey conversation, and he let the drooling media ponder the "what if" illusion for days and days.  Joke's on you, main-streamers.  Sadly, the left has no sense of humor when the pie hits THEIR faces, a rare occasion indeed in the world of managed (political right-hating) news.

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Smiley Emoticons Take a Holiday

The actions of Washington's solidly Democrat, Bernie Sanders philosophically-inspired and clearly insane ballpark shooter seem so in keeping with garden-variety leftists who just can't bear to mutter the words, we lost the election.  Such things, dear reader, are the acting-out tantrums of extremely sore losers.  And it doesn't stop at the ball field with Rep. Scalise and other victims of. . . leftist-style social justice?

I'm no Harvard Law School graduate, just a mere human born with neither the ability nor education to manipulate and destroy lives or bamboozle national governments for profit.  Nevertheless, even my pea-sized brain finds the current Washington atmosphere disturbing in ways previously unanticipated.

For instance, how is it that a special prosecutor rises fully in bloom from an issue (Russia and Trump) which had no legs from the start, to now explore a growing list of other "potential" issues?  And with Mueller in charge of finger painting the artwork for an investigation looking to throw anything against a wall that might stick, where's the integrity when we find he's brought on board investigators known to have been solidly housed in the Democrat/Clinton camp?  Impartiality?  We could laugh, but this ain't funny -- especially when one entertains the notion that the D.C. establishment and a smattering of other Donald Trump-hating Republicans probably can't wait for something, anything to turn up, allowing them to proclaim gleefully, "I love the smell of impeachment in the morning!"

Where, pray tell, was everybody during the last eight years when Obama, Holder, Lynch and a fetid tool chest of others apparently assumed laws existed to be twisted to accommodate an America-transforming agenda from hell?

We particularly were not surprised by Democrat crocodile tears, predictably following the shootings, when top party members declared this was The Moment when people from both major political parties would and should come together, to work together with no further naughtiness to imperil decision-making in Congress.

Yeah, right.

Except what the left really meant, as usual, could be summed up as 95 percent legislative awards for the left and only five percent for the right, per "cooperation."

Nice try, though.

There's nothing else to know, except the non-stop effort to remove Trump from Office so Democrats and the politically-scattered Elite can reclaim what they believe is theirs will continue using whatever modality is handy.  This approach is really the only tool the opposition possesses, for they have no rational argument when provably tainted philosophy intersects with rational thought.

Numerous U.S. Navy members were killed when a giant Philippines cargo carrier T-boned a destroyer:  Whatever transpires from the current investigation, it's going to take a long time before I can believe that planned terrorism didn't have a hand in the tragedy.  This incident unfolded just too perfectly.  An accident?  In this case, what could possibly constitute an accident?  Beyond that, how did a super high-tech U.S. Navy ocean vessel find itself absurdly vulnerable?  Military heads will roll eventually, and this time it won't be ISIS doing the chopping.

North Korea's release of mysteriously comatose Otto Warmbier -- now deceased -- does nothing to enhance rational world opinion of this nut-job country.  What happened? Beatings beyond comprehension?  A cardiac event from hard labor?  Did NK soldiers throw him in an oxygen-starved box because he wasn't working fast enough?  All we may ever know is that NK hates the United States, and we may continue to wonder what hand, if any, China played in this horror story.  That Warmbier reportedly visited North Korea through a Chinese tourist company, the infamous poster removal incident aside, could conceivably have a bearing on this sad nightmare.  When the only avenging hero in sight is the terrifying prospect of war in some form, anything can happen.

Suicide by remote control in Massachusetts:  Michelle Carter is found guilty of manslaughter in the suicide of Conrad Roy.  Eh? To suggest that each of these young people was troubled is an understatement, but the ultimate decision to take one's life rests with the dearly departed.  Carter was not a hypnotist, nor a psychiatrist, nor a Svengali, just a teenager who said stupid teenager things to a troubled teenager apparently influenced by stupid teenager words of bad encouragement.  Yes, this is bullying in a form all its own.  Still, was she the ventriloquist and he the wooden dummy without a mind?  Was he coerced into becoming her voodoo doll, manipulated by pins stuck in appropriate places?  I see this only as a tragic event orchestrated by two young folk profoundly messed up in their own mutual way, and ultimately it didn't take much to light the match destined to blow everything to hell.  But manslaughter?  I don't see it.

Congratulations to the U.S. Supreme Court for deciding per eight members that a trademark may not be refused simply because some feel it offensive.  Therefore, the Asian rock band, "The Slant" (uh huh) will apparently be allowed its quest for a name pleasing to the, um. eye.


Wednesday, June 14, 2017

MUFON Quakes On, and Other Stuff


The Breaking Broken News:  The shooting of a congressman and others by a member of the all too plentiful lunatic stock again points out -- not what the far left wants to hear, of course -- the absolute necessity to embrace the Second Amendment and let people carry weapons to protect themselves, their families and friends without cumbersome paperwork and obstacles aplenty.  The police are great, of course, but all too often they end up arriving just in time to draw chalk lines after self-preventable mayhem occurs.  Maybe this sounds horrifying and distasteful to some of rational mind, but when you look around society and the world today, what other solution have we?  Even congressional members are suddenly demanding personal firearm protection -- so why should the rest of us be denied?  The human environment in which we live every day appears disturbingly and increasingly out of control, and to use words I have dropped in past blog entries from time to time, I know what we are.  That is not a compliment.

That this now dead, progressive shooter was a rabid Bernie Sanders supporter is irrelevant, yet still  probably deserves a thousand more words, but I'll restrain myself.  The shooter's actions and demise actually speak volumes about the nut-job side of politics, requiring no assistance whatsoever from me.  But this event does provide one more reason why folks of all walks of life might want to contemplate running from the advancing madness systematically devouring the political left.  Taking count, the majority of loonies seem to congregate on the left, and that's just the way it is.

Speaking of loonies and such things:  Sunday's upcoming NBC program hosted by Megyn Kelly will feature an interview with everybody's favorite conspiratorial spokesperson, Alex Jones.  Plainly, it's just going to be that kind of week in the USA.  (Personal disclaimer:  "Robert don't do no Alex Jones in this blog.")

It's no wonder I keep a link to master journalist Billy Cox's Web site, frozen in time, which tackled, primarily, UFOs.  Like others, I darned nearly get down on my knees and pray for his return, accompanied by exceptional writing, common sense and the distinct (rare) ability to understand the difference between a worthwhile story and a pile of dog poop decorated as UFO evidence.

Today, I'm not sure whether the Mutual UFO Network (MUFON) hovers very far from the dog poop pile.  For years, despite a never-ending onslaught of controversy regarding MUFON's function, I've carried a link to MUFON's Web site, and intend to continue doing so in hope that the day will come when I can say I'm proud to provide a link.  Right now, not so much.

Way, way back, when the late Coral Lorenzen of APRO and I had infrequent phone conversations, the subject of MUFON would crop up.  As other writers have noted, Coral was particularly incensed in her conviction that a former MUFON director had stolen APRO membership lists, intent upon absconding with APRO members.  Her other major complaint was an assertion that MUFON was composed largely of a teenage membership, the "gee whiz" kids who hung on just for a thrill of sorts. 

Knowing what I knew about MUFON decades ago, I subscribed to its journal, but never wished to be, or ever was, more than a subscriber.  At least for a few years.

So now we have the latest "scandal" at MUFON:  The state section director for Pennsylvania became entwined in controversy for allegedly posting racists comments online.  Maybe allegedly isn't quite the word here, because he has since been terminated from his MUFON position.

This latest stinking fish head episode from the annals of MUFON's leadership could hardly come at a worse time:  As public interest in UFOs declines in this age where drones and all manner of human-made objects rule the skies -- not to mention a general anemia enveloping a serious study of the phenomenon --  seasoned UFO researcher Dr. Vicente-Juan Ballester Olmos offers in his UFO Fotocat Blog for June 9, 2017 a lengthy piece entitled, "Anniversary Issue:  70 Years After Arnold."  This, his personal impression of everything done and known about UFOs over the decades, paints a very depressing picture of, essentially, a big fat zero for results and an assertion that all UFOs can be probably be explained as something, anything not involving, shall we say, exotic visitors.

Before we dress up like lemmings and jump off a bridge, however, balancing the whole thing off is an accompanying blog entry by Dr. Thomas Bullard in which he offers sensible reasons NOT to give up on UFO research.  Whew, that was close. . .

Nevertheless, this "anniversary" blog entry, coupled with MUFON's latest dilemma -- made worse, by the way, when MUFON officials seemed initially to make light of the situation -- reminds us that the UFO topic means many things to many people, and its very mention attracts all kinds of folk -- and always has. 

Nice to see demonstrations all over the country against Sharia Law this past weekend, orchestrated by Act for America  (actforamerica.org)  No American embracing our culture and guaranteed freedoms would tolerate one minute of this system of brutality and dominance in our lives.  Last week's astounding event where Islamic terrorists bombed Iran -- king of the terrorist nations -- exemplifies the horror and insanity spreading around the globe.

Some young people:  Do you ever look in their eyes on the street or at the store and think. . .missing pieces?  Thanks, progressives.  Thanks, Obama.  This is pretty much your baby -- or we should say, these are your babies.  Maybe someday learning will come back in style inside public schools. . .and we're certainly not endorsing Big Money being poured into the system by high-tech billionaires, who wish to mold kids into their own image.  In my opinion.

Blind hatred's practitioners:  The mainstream media and fellow traveling Democrats continue to ride a one-track mind:  Never have I witnessed a national press so gushing with hatred for a President to a degree causing abandonment of any semblance of fairness.  Hearings, shmeerings -- even establishment Republicans seem to be all in for a Trump failure as attempts to smear A.G. Jeff Sessions and some nebulous Russian connection dissolve into nothing.  As Democrats persist in masturbating their followers into one baseless frenzy after another, one wonders just when all of this nonsense will come to an end so the President can get on with the work voters sent him to perform.  Senator Kamala Harris, apparently attempting to enhance her national Democrat star power by rapid-firing questions to Sessions, only looked annoying. Senate Intelligence Committee?  We sure hope they start acting the part.

We do appreciate Sen. Tom Cotton's intelligent and more than appropriate comments making a comparison to spy novels and the Sessions hearing.

We sleep a lot better this week, knowing that Mr. and Ms. Obama will receive a 70 million dollar publisher's advance for a book from each.  Maybe they'll donate the entire sum to charitable organizations?  Um. . .no.

ABC-TV's plan to feature a Nixon/Watergate special this week is surely no coincidence, as this will be an excellent avenue to use guilt by association -- Nixon was a Republican and Trump is a Republican, and so all must be corrupt, in essence.  Are we not tired of the left plotting something new every day?

The progressive media folk have been after Trump since day one at the White House, and certainly long before.  To take media operatives seriously, one would think this President is doing nothing, but in fact he's accomplished plenty.  It remains a very sad and dangerous fact that the national press and Democrat Party are pretty much one and the same -- a poll taken among Washington reporters months ago, you may recall, found that almost all, if not all, of them are Democrats.  Is it any surprise that we have a level of reporting almost insistent upon destroying the Trump administration, day after day?  But Trump aside, the press has a new superhero to drool over, and her name is. . .

Reality Winner, another American who allegedly leaked vital information for all to see.  Don't these usually high-IQ people ever take a moment to ponder the enormity of importance involved when one takes an oath to perform government service?  Watch the ACLU or another likely source work their butts off to make her a hero undeserving of hard prison time, particularly in view of her alleged rep denouncing white people (like her) and expressing words of support for Black Lives Matter, a group which couldn't possibly labor at becoming more racist against Caucasians if it tried.  In some twisted way, Ms. Winner seems to believe, or maybe said it just to bolster her eventual trial, that she performed a public service.  Discovered as a leaker, Ms. Winner apparently takes pride in her actions and steps forward as if she's the main attraction at a debutante's ball.  How did she get her job?  Remember Obama, because this is what his agenda fostered, and we've little doubt there's much more to come. 

Whose coma is worse?  While establishment U.S. senators sit, fret and interrogate over invisible kisses awarded the Russians by Donald Trump, North Korea releases a young American hostage rendered unresponsive by a coma of now one year's duration.  A year!  Yet, the U.S. Senate prefers to focus attention instead on Jeff Sessions and the fish that got away and wasn't there in the first place.

From "This Island Earth" to this island Earth:  Technology News (June 8, 2017) reports that Boeing Co. is well into plans for passenger jetliners with no need for pilots.  Mike Sinnett, Boeing's vice-president of product development explains that with drones already freely on the market for less than a thousand dollars, "the basic building blocks of the technology clearly are available."  Because jet aircraft have long been able to take off, fly and land via computer guidance, Boeing engineers apparently believe the time has come for pilotless planes.

We hasten to mention a scene in the old fifties Universal sci-fi movie, "This Island Earth," where space aliens transport a scientist on a pilotless prop-job aircraft across the country. . .though we're certainly not suggesting that Mr. Sinnett has a high alien forehead, white hair, or sometimes answers to an a.k.a. of  Exeter. But if they roll these hybrids out one day and the model is listed as the Metaluna Special, we're sure gonna wonder.

Saturday, June 3, 2017

S(l)aved by the Experts -- Redux

 
Who wields ultimate power over our lives and choices, all too willing to separate us from freedoms we used to know and accept as ours forever?

A specific question asked by Washington journalists following President Trump's heave-ho of the cumbersome, sucker-punching human rat poison known as the Paris Climate Accord took me way back -- way back decades, to occasions when I was invited to be a guest on various radio and TV talk shows to discuss the UFO phenomenon. Invariably, callers would ask if I "believed" in UFOs.  The correct response would be, do you believe in Santa Clause, or the Easter Bunny?  And the right question should have been, do I "believe" UFOs are a real scientific mystery.  Yes, by the way, I do.

So now I watch members of the current excuse for Washington -- and national -- journalism as reporters ask the President's staff, "Does the President believe in climate change?" 

What?  Who cares? 

The correct two-part answer is, the climate was changing long before humans appeared on the planet, and Mother Nature never had an obligation to treat us kindly as things warmed and cooled over a millennia.  The second part of the answer is, human effects on climate are far from demonstrable and clear-cut.

Particularly essential for the aha-gotcha! journalism crew to bring up, and they seldom will, is all the fraud and lying involved in climate "science," as universities and entities with political connections strive consistently to separate us from money and power.  Remember the climate scandal at England's University of East Anglia, where data was fudged and overlooked?  They aren't alone.  Such instances pop up all over the world, but Big Media can't be bothered to report what smaller sources (bless 'em!) reveal.  Disclosure of fraud and failure in the climate change payout industry does not fit the agenda, and nobody wants to tell the people how they're being robbed and emasculated via schemes which masquerade as honest, caring and as sweet as a garden of fragrant flowers. 

Simply put, ignoring the other side of climate science ain't science.

Some forty years ago, I was writing articles and book reviews for the now long-departed and lamented Pursuit, journal of the (likewise departed) Society for the Investigation of the Unexplained (SITU), founded by the great Ivan T. Sanderson.

My chosen title for one was "S(l)aved by the Experts," the piece intended to list a few occasions where "men of science" were totally, sometimes embarrassingly wrong about their predictions (". . .and I speak as an expert on . . .").  Even in a younger day, I became negatively impressed by the pure twaddle spewed out by people more in love with their Ph.D's than the evidence they felt compelled to twist and strangle until results matched their predetermined beliefs.  I ascended to observing this sad state of affairs based primarily upon an interest in UFOs going back to my early teenage years. 
The 1950s, sixties and seventies were particularly fruitful for idiotic and uninformed explanations trashing various UFO reports, as this was an era when media representatives, aware of UFO sightings in their area, would rush to the nearest university scientists to beg explanations in time for "news at eleven."  Except for a few brave souls consistently aware that science involves sober investigations, no matter the topic, there seemed a preponderance of huffy science-based individuals more than happy to accommodate a thirsty press eager for quick answers.  So. . .the UFO was obviously a meteorite. . .the UFO was an optical illusion. . .the witnesses weren't qualified to describe what they saw. . .the so-called UFO was the planet Mars. . .Jupiter. . .a meteor shower. . .a bird. . .a misidentified airplane. . .etc., etc.

Especially outrageous, even after sullying the reputations of UFO witnesses who felt obligated to make reports publicly, were occasions when experts even tackled and ridiculed or dismissed the accounts of airline and military pilots, police officers and others -- and yes, fellow scientists -- whose reports tended to be technically better regarding detail.

As the late astronomer and former UFO consultant to the U.S. Air Force, Dr. J. Allen Hynek once said, "Science is not always what scientists do."  Thus, ladies and gentlemen, we bring you "climate science" and the human element.

So now, in 2017, without further ado, may we present for your reading pleasure and entertainment. . .

* * * * * * * * * *

Global warming.  Oops, I mean the greenhouse effect.  Oops, I mean a mini ice age.  Oops, let's call it climate change.

A few minutes after 3:30 p.m. E.S.T. on the first of June, the words spoken by President Donald J. Trump of the USA apparently, like semantic blasting caps, set off mental explosives in the heads of climate-huggers all over the planet.  Wow, talk about "useful idiots."

I'll say one thing for eight years of the Obama bunch, which mired us in classic debt and filled the courts with judges who probably couldn't consistently make non-partisan decisions if their lives depended upon doing so:  The administration's operatives, fans, disciples and sheep sure knew how to brainwash the young, convincing them that the climate sky is falling like a rock.  By the time Trump got around to doing the right thing this month by scuttling our role in the Paris climate agreement, the planet's hypnotized population detonated in unison like mass members of an environmental "Manchurian Candidate" club. 

Only seconds elapsed before the usual big mouths came forward in utter condemnation: Al Gore, some of whose original pronouncements on climate are already flatter than invisible pancakes; Facebook's Zuckerberg, who lives in some distant world of which I want no part; and the brilliant Elon Musk, whose building tantrum caused him to withdraw from a presidential advisory committee (don't let the door hit you on the way out, Mr. Brilliance).

Michael Moore and the ACLU also got into the act, too.  No surprise there.  Is the Pope Catholic?  Oh wait, even the Pope is in on this nonsense. . .

My favorites are always actors and actresses who join the enviro-bandwagon, names such as Leonardo DiCaprio, Mark Ruffalo, Cher and -- well, it's a very long list.  Here we have distinguished members of stage and screen, well-schooled in memorizing lines of script and moving in ways just short of resembling the process of Claymation, and zap!  They qualify as environmental experts, qualified to step before the cameras and lecture us, the stupid non-theatrical goons, in the error of our ways.  ' course, after reprimanding us, they go off on vacation in their environmentally hazardous jet aircraft and yachts, all dependent upon dreaded fossil fuels.

How do we break it to young folk that super-heroes are generally found in comic books, not in our daily lives?  The Paris agreement was not a superhero, and Trump is not the super-villain who killed off the superhero, though I'm sure a lot of kids see it this way, thanks to comics themselves and fictional depictions of environmental catastrophe.

We remain "slaved" by the experts.  Many seem all too happy to reference charts and graphs showing climate horrors, yet ignore opposing scientists' findings which tend to scuttle that which scares us by design.  By intent.  What consensus?  No, the evidence is not all in.  Incidentally, doesn't ice continue to accumulate in Antarctica, perhaps alerting us to an historically normal mini-ice age?

The solar panel/wind turbine crowd finds itself so pleased with its toys, but few care to acknowledge probably millions of birds fried and blinded by still cost-prohibitive panels -- and seagulls and other water fowl killed by turbine blades placed too far away from human outrage in offshore areas.  Where nobody can see that there's nothing to see there except what "they" want us to see.

The. U.S. will nevertheless continue to excel with distinction environmentally, as two-faced countries have not.  Anybody notice the pollution mills owned by China, India and the other usual suspects?  Trump merely prevented the rest of the world from picking our -- your -- pockets, and the price tag for remaining in the Paris charade was huge ("green" dollars exit) for the United States.  France's new president condemns Trump, but also seems hell-bent on continuing to import terrorists into his own country.  Germany's Angela Merkel's decisions are at least as tragic and, considering the destruction she has perpetrated upon her own country with imports of dangerous human detritus from the Middle East, anything she has to say regarding Trump is laughable.

The newest absurdity comes via the "U.S. Climate Alliance" proposed by the governors of New York, California, Washington and eventually others, as all swear to make their states abide by the Paris agreement.  The joke may be on progressive governors, however, when they realize that state-inspired environmental actions -- not federal -- are pretty much what the Trump administration prefers.  It's just too bad, though not surprising, that they'll attempt to stick with the profound socialism example woven into the Paris agreement.

Screw international opinion, and screw wussy celebrity whining.  Accept it or not, Donald Trump just freed the U.S. from international enslavement.  For now, at least, except for governors and mayors involving their wretched taxpaying citizens in Paris Accord foolishness, we won't be s(l)aved by the "experts."


Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Bits and Pieces for May 2017


Well, if there's no cockroach in this slice of pie, maybe the best thing to do is to check the next piece, and then the next -- and check until the whole damned pie isn't even recognizable.  Too bad, because that looked like an exquisitely tasty pie at first.  What to do?  Locate more pies and continue the roach search.

While overzealous members of society are out there demanding that President Trump be removed from Office because they desperately hope he qualifies as insane, surely rational minds have noticed the non-stop media frenzy dedicated to finding progressively more damning evidence to build a case against he and his administration.  A flawed media, however, stands particularly flawed because its members began this trek long before Trump even entered the White House as prez.  The agenda to protect both the press's nourishing political roots and the Democrat Party via a methodical takedown of a sitting President has rarely been more obvious in recent times.

News reporting has been replaced by obsession, and that's a hell of a way to run a media operation.  No matter what "evidence" of misbehavior comes to light -- and then falls flat on its face -- the press demands more and more, choosing sensational rumor and hearsay over established fact leading to criminal behavior.  Bigger and better, the search continues, even when based upon ribbons of sand.  Maybe they need more pies.

Forget about heroin and forget about cocaine.  The media drug of choice has morphed into manic speculation and tatters of often questionable details regarding Trump and his family.  Should the Washington journalist mob grab something substantially noteworthy at last, it will only mean that even a stopped clock is correct twice a day.  What? Well, if it's true that a million monkeys with a million typewriters will eventually write a great novel, given enough time, a million media members with nothing but time on their hands will eventually find something of interest.  As we've seen, some fragments of the media -- or of A media -- are already pretty good at creating a story.  What news sources and "Russia did it with Trump's help" screamers are going to have egg all over their faces if the truth settles out and we discover there's very little out there to suggest impeachment or crazy in the White House?

Do we ultimately wish to make Russia a bitter enemy?  Kushner?  I think his major sin for the media is that he dares to be a member of Trump's family.

For the record, we seem to recall that President John F. Kennedy did a "back channel" communication with the-then Soviet government regarding the Cuban missile crisis.  And of course, as some insist today, JFK wouldn't be progressive enough to even qualify as a Democrat in 2017.

Of remarkable absence, however, remains the mainstream media's resounding failure to take Barack Obama to task for anything he perpetrated upon the American people, perhaps fearful that their paper hero might enjoy the potential in court to warm a prison seat after all.  Now that we've apparently had confirmation that he KNOWINGLY allowed brutal MS-13 gang members into the U.S. indiscriminately -- now dispersed throughout the country -- we ask, what's a better occasion to haul the former President before judge and jury?  The man did take an oath, you know.

We don't know what influence Putin had on the elections (other than nothing), but the press cared nothing about Obama's blatant attempt to interfere in Israel's elections last time around.  Didn't he actually send people to assist?  A prison cell waits eternally.

Trump's trip:  Even skeptics might agree that his journey out of the U.S. was a success.  We do hope he rejects the Paris human-caused climate change accord, which we still believe is based upon unsettled science.  Surely, "cool" minds look upon that scam as an economic disaster for the United States. 

Germany's Angela Merkel, evidently upset with the meeting she had with Trump, can simply go to hell.  She has already inundated Germany with terrorists, should be in prison for that alone, and we wouldn't be surprised if she longs for the days when she might rule the old East Germany with a fist of steel.

British Airways experiences the future:  So. . .BA says the system went bonkers because of (1) a power failure and (2) older computer equipment in need of an upgrade?  Hmm.  If computers periodically require a new fix, doesn't that insure a wave of breakdowns far into the future?  I'm not sure I would like to be on the way to another planet, millions of miles away from Earth, when a blue screen of death or something worse materializes.  Or dematerializes.  Flying?  No wonder it's still the safest way to go -- you're grounded.

60 Minutes touches upon The Forbidden:  The iconic news program's interview with wealthy space enthusiast and real estate developer Robert Bigelow entered "wow" territory" this week, when Lara Logan actually broached Bigelow's interest in UFOs.  Bigelow himself later disclosed that the show cut out some of his comments, but they did leave in enough to portray his sobriety regarding UFOs.  My complaint -- Lara Logan seemed a tad smug about the UFO issue, at least by facial expression.  But, after all, this was 60 Minutes and the program's UFO reportage until now, if I'm correct, totals zero minutes.  Sometimes, we appreciatively take what we can get.

Head shot:  Kathy Griffin's attempt at comedy by holding a mock-up of Trump's severed head was doomed to fail from the start -- but it did serve as a rather extreme way to show what the political left is all about.  If they can't have their way, it's their custom to go for the jugular -- and the head.

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Painting Thin Air With a New Brush

I was thinking back to, when was it, the mid-eighties when (deceased) actor Dennis Weaver, who played Chester in TV's "Gunsmoke" and later went on to success as "McCloud" in a TV series of the same title, did something unique to the Hollywood crowd.  Weaver, along with his son, initiated a phone number for UFO witnesses to report their sightings.  Whatever year this was, -- and I'm, as usual, writing this without benefit of the Internet -- I believe it coincided with abundant UFO reporting in the U.S. and abroad.

It wasn't uncommon for TV and movie celebrities to come forth with alleged UFO experiences, and the trend certainly continues today, but at the time I think a lot of folks were surprised to learn that Dennis Weaver's interest in the phenomenon would burst forth with such boldness, a personal concern which drove he and his son to ponying up the money for a telephone access line (and, mind you, we're talking about an era when anything relating to long distance phone calls was outrageously expensive).  I think, too, that callers to a special message hotline needed to pay something to help defer costs.

Frankly, I don't know what transpired with the Weavers' valiant effort as years progressed, but I only bring this up to emphasize that celebrities, like other people, have their UFO stories to tell, too -- and sometimes they do more than just make mention of an odd incident.

Which brings us to Tom DeLonge, the co-founder of the famous rock group Blink 182.  You can read elsewhere about his long-term interest in UFOs, but apparently he plans to do something about it, and his project will be mighty costly.  Involving scientists, military and other knowledgeables with whom he stays in touch, DeLonge has big plans for getting The Truth out to the public.

Among his contacts over time included John, The Great God Podesta, a Bill and Hillary Clinton buddy whose own UFO interest is already legend.

We wish these folks the best, but I must say, if you have followed the UFO chameleon as long as I, you'll surely recall one disappointing climax of non-UFO intrigue after another.

Nevertheless, Tom DeLonge, if I might make a request?  Please, hurry up and get everything out there at last, because many of us who have stuck by the UFO issue as writers, researchers and investigators for decades are already dead, with more on the way out.  We just wanna know, if it's not too much trouble.

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Return to the Well-Trampled Waiting Room Floor




"Manchester, England, England,
across the Atlantic Sea. . ."


These lyrics, nonsensical to a modern population unfamiliar with the 1968 New York stage musical, "Hair," take us back to less
cluttered times and thoughts of a carefree Manchester, England. 

But less clutter and carefree are no more.

We realize that most of the world's Muslims are fine people, but when it comes to the hardcore Islamists who simply fail to progress with the passing centuries and blindly insist upon submission, conversion, blood, the sword -- and the bomb -- when concentrating upon people who don't follow their religion, we entertain no patience.

We predict that drones carrying explosives will be a favored tactic among the determined in months ahead, a logical assumption requiring no particular insight.  The bag of tricks shared among cowards in hiding remains bountiful.

So now what?  So now nothing.  The show must go on.

In the meantime, our condolences to Manchester and Great Britain.

Monday, May 22, 2017

The Agenda in Living Digital Color


Sunday's Sixty Minutes on CBS-TV re-explored the issue of illegal aliens, and we offer no thanks to them for helping push the agenda.  How difficult is it for the media to accept that there must exist great penalties -- deportation high among them -- for sneaking into the United States?  The current media love theme appears to emphasize women who cross the border, make babies (where's daddy?) and then scream and cry like hell when their presence is discovered and they face the old heave-ho.

We hope Trump and his team continue to take border violations seriously -- a distinct departure from the naked disregard about illegals exhibited by the Obama administration, whose operatives should still be held criminally responsible, in our opinion.  Unfortunately, we already observe rips in the fabric of established law in the name of "compassion" for illegal persons who either play dumb or melt into a puddle of teardrops in the presence of media cameras and microphones.  As far as big media and the industrial interests they cater to are concerned, the nation's invaders are good as gold. Real Americans outraged over footing the bill for illegals via taxes, on the other hand -- not to mention the vicious drug crime element --  are expected to just shut up and take it.

Trump and Russia:  So far, seems to me the main Russia connection is the one involving Hillary's e-mails.  The Democrats seem terribly lonesome for a bone to chew, so I guess chewing the opposing party provides something with marrow.  Apparently a very, very long chewing process, by the way.

The Nutcracker:  Looks as though the President really is serious about expanding employment opportunities, having singled out former FBI director James Comey.  I wonder, does the position of "nut job" pay well?   And now much can one get paid on a "witch hunt?"   Hey, a job is a job. . .

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Lookin' Handsome for the Ransom


Ransomware struck fear into the world's computer hearts this week, demonstrating once again how vulnerable even the supposedly least vulnerable are to hacks from anywhere.  North Korea?

It's not as if holding computers hostage with malware for bitcoin is much different than progressive government representatives holding taxpayers hostage in order to squander money on anything they wish. but the fact that computer bandits can conduct their shady business in relative anonymity removes a certain amount of dazzling brilliance from the digital world.  Yet, ahead we forge, making the computer, the robot, the very essence of artificial intelligence indispensable to our daily lives.  What's a massive global cyber-extortion attack among friends?

Make it stop.

Too late.

We suspect the fun's just beginning.  As part one of the planet's newest digital hostage attempt unfolded, international "experts" were quick to scratch their heads and almost beg for global mercy, explaining they've "never seen anything like this before."  How comforting to those who believe the computerized world runs with the accuracy of an atomic clock.

More Internet chaos to come?  Certainly. 

Charlie Fort, wherefore are thou?  Please, return from the dead and bring us the simplicity of fish-falls from the sky and the crackling warmth of spontaneous human combustion.  Deliver the good old days, long before agents of the electronic dark side were literally given the digital keys in order to cause seemingly mysterious car accidents or to bring down communication systems and electric grids.  Give me screaming, moaning, howling ghosts every night, instead of international madmen intent upon causing both the guilty and innocent to glow in the darkness of death and destruction.

Make it stop.

Too late.

Too late to scold the geniuses of Silicon Valley -- whom, by the way, know all too well the blame associated with their grave and unencumbered work -- as good people continue to mold a new fun-hell, despite smokey hints emanating from their own sober reservations.  Smart phones. Smart appliances.  Smart houses.  Smart office buildings.  Smart spying galore. Smart weapons.  Too smart for our own good, too smart to let it all go.


Artificial intelligence, like a symphonic masterpiece, may be the music guiding multiple starships in the near future.  Let's go to Mars, let's journey to Saturn, let us forage on to the stars until we find the new land -- nevertheless, perhaps destined to be a curiously familiar place.  Trouble is, one can't program that familiarity into A.I. in advance, so, assuming we return to our universal roots, the act of knowing would depend upon the human spirit and not upon something built with preconceived assumptions about carbon-based life and its origins.

An important concern is the rather obvious fact that freedom of choice is becoming an endangered species, thanks to computerization which allows choice only within the realms of A.I. approval.  Somehow, the perpetrators of artificial intelligence hooked up with purveyors of advertising who know how to sell and sell extraordinarily well.  Who doesn't feel useless and naked without a digital device close by?  Anybody who believes the computer's existence provides liberation and choice is wrong. It truly is the dominator spewing domination.

I'm tempted just to say we're "screwed" by computers -- but that would lead to a discussion of the exciting new world of virtual sex.  One can't even (sigh. . .) keep artificial intelligence out of a lexicon reference.

This week's computer lesson should, but won't, drive home a message often reflected in these blog pages -- that we need to back off from the digital magic and return to building things as independent and far-removed as possible from digital vegetation.

The search for a new FBI director:  Well, okay -- if I apply, can I work from home?  Do I get to wear J. Edgar Hoover's evening gowns while attending formal occasions, or during a hands-on pursuit of dangerous bank robbers?  Is parking free at Headquarters? Is it okay to keep some of the counterfeit money and plates from time to time -- you know, like for souvenirs?  May we spank suspects?  I have a lot of questions.

Speaking of. . .No, that really wasn't a very classy way to fire Comey, nor do the Democrats come off as champions for crying about it, since they disliked / liked Comey on an off-and-on basis themselves.

The Trump White House:   Good grief.  Despite all the crowds and dissension currently in force, it's worth keeping in mind that these folks hit the streets as soon as the elections ended, before Trump had a chance to make any changes.  Such behavior tends to dismiss most of the "rage" observed and/or feigned in ongoing protests afterwards..  The media and other accommodating lefties seem intent upon doing everything possible to bring this President down.  So what's new?  Besides, the way things are going this week, unless numerous problems are solved quickly, he may not require much help from the drooling, slobbering media or anybody else.

North Korea:  Another day, another missile, another day closer.

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

Glue Gun Follies of 2017




Black Lives Matter Department, Hamilton NY:  Shouldn't we expect more out of an institution of higher learning which shares its name with a toothpaste?

Last week, Colgate University received a warning from a student allegedly witnessing a black man with a gun in his hand crossing campus.  Security personnel immediately dispatched an electronic order for everybody to lock down and remain inside as an urgent investigation began.

Subsequently, campus security and local police determined the supposed perpetrator with bad intentions was actually a black Colgate art student carrying a glue gun.

In more thoughtful times, when both common sense and a societal ability to dismiss things with laughter would have ended this event, the "gun" incident might have been forgotten so that campus life could go on to live another day.  But. . .no.

Instead, student activists (that is, in my opinion, a fungating cauldron of Democrats, communists, anarchists and fascists) took to the yards and, along with Colgate's apparently gelatin-like president, demanded action for "profiling" the suspect.  What it seems to come down to is that the campus chief of security was suspended while further investigation into "profiling" continued.

Evidently, the problem, as always, boiled down to diversity, as defined by those who use the very word to club others who aren't covered by said diversity into submission.  Yes, believe it or not -- and you really must believe it -- upset members of the student population and the president himself, appearing very much like a hair-trigger decision-maker who bends with specific racial winds, initiated the suspension action because one shall never dare issue descriptions of suspects using race or color.  Do I have that right?  I think so.  It's so demeaning to actually describe in detail any potential evil an innocent population might face, and to even entertain the thought of using a word denoting color to give law enforcement personnel a reason to do their work is so-o-o-o-o outrageous.

Here's my advice for the university president and radical or snowflake student activists:  Next time this happens, issue and accept no warnings.  Just continue with your lives as usual, as if nothing is happening.  Ignore it and it will go away.  Might end up with dozens of students dead in the streets or in their classrooms, but hey!  Small price to pay when one embraces one-sided "diversity" to conquer that nasty entity called profiling.

This idiocy is precisely how gun-free zones become a safe playground for those intent upon causing harm or death in quantity.  Next time, it may not be as simple as a misidentified glue gun -- but if security folk aren't even allowed to mention race or color in a lock-down warning message, it won't much matter, will it?  Never forget: Diversity in the wrong hands and minds can kill as efficiently as bullets.

The zombification of Obamacare:  Yep, this is what happens when Republicans kick conservative elements to the curb.  Less government and more insurance company responsibility should have been insisted upon.  Very little here echoes free market standards, and in the end get-along Republicans came out looking like worshippers at the Obama altar.  Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on the GOP, but they surely gave Democrats something to raise hell about when this thing reaches the U.S. Senate.  Events might go a tad better if senators' fists pound on desks, demanding the insurance industry competes across state lines, and do it as if their very corporations are on the line.  It's obviously no secret that lobbyists continue to pull puppet strings on this stage, a real fat shame for the American taxpayer who still ends up unfairly funding and has no voice in the health care quagmire.

Profiles in carnage of the spirit:  Democrats must really be anxious to whip up Obama's ill-fated legacy of crap into something incredible for his presidential library.  First, he gets a Nobel Peace Prize before even doing anything as he's elected President -- and now the Kennedy family, through magic or sleight-of-hand, or some fantasy process of which I'm unfamiliar, have bestowed upon Obama a Profiles in Courage Award. Perhaps I'm confused, but I simply had no clue that a former President could be honored and cherished for weakening a nation's influence internationally; for importing people intent upon killing fellow Americans with no questions asked; for causing the deaths of military personnel through the enforcement of milksop standards on the battlefield; for screwing the best health care system in the world; for causing racial tension almost to the breaking point via an absurd Dept. of Justice; for implementing elaborate systems to spy on all Americans, even as his White House administration became the most secretive ever -- in total opposition to promises made; and for killing off much of NASA, a decision which probably would have won him a kick in the butt from President John F. Kennedy himself.  No matter, got to scrub the truth out with bleach and make that Chicago library spotless.  It is hoped, nevertheless, that historians of repute will ignore the paint job and waiting political hand grenades shouting "racist!" and instead explore the unyielding blemishes underneath.

Of course, if those on the right can proceed with obliteration of the very memory of Obama's participation in the self-strangling Affordable Care Act, thus making B.O. irrelevant and soon forgotten, despite his own renewed efforts last week, that library won't have much to brag about, though we suspect there will be at least one public area dedicated to leftist community organizers everywhere.

Delta Airlines' homey atmosphere:  Personally, I still believe Dr. Doom, who exited a United Airlines flight in a rather dramatic way, was adult and educated enough to put his two feet on the floor and leave like a man, instead of insisting upon drag-and-drop-and bleed, all the while screaming like a wounded forest animal -- because he could have safely hooked up with more attorneys than United Airlines could buy afterwards.

However, Delta Airlines took the (toilet) cake for their people's display on a flight where it was demanded that a family remove their young kid from a seat and hold him on their laps during travel so an overbooked passenger could have the seat they already paid for -- and going so far as to threaten the parents with arrest and warnings that their children would be put in foster care if they failed to cooperate!  Hey, pssst, parents:  Maybe this is one case where you should have waited for 'em to drag you off the plane so you, too, could become lottery-style wealthy just like Dr. Doom via the generosity of United Airlines (and never forget to scream and bleed during the process).  Flying -- it's still the safest way to go.  So they say.

North Korea update:  Kim, still paranoid and hair style-deprived, smart as a kooky, not a cookie.  Probably wondering if he has any other siblings or relatives to kill with a nerve agent or hungry dogs.  Reports that he planned to show off his talents, not as a murderer, but as a hand-puppet comedian turned out to be false.  Blames America for an unsuccessful invisible assassination attempt which may or may not have substance -- but many fondly wish for future success during a pursuit of any such venture.

FBI Director fired by Trump:  Surprise of the day today.  Oh well, goodbye Mr. Comey.  In some ways, you're a national hero.  We repeat -- surely, a grateful nation appreciates what you did for us by helping in large or small steps to trip up Queen Hil' as she determinedly thought she was making her way to the nation-sacrificial altar.  You're definitely still my choice for a new Cabinet position:  Secretary of Mission Accomplished. 

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

"Yes, Master. . .Yes, Master. . .Yes. . ."


Remember those old zombie movies from the forties, where all the zombies gather in single file with arms outstretched, lumbering forward as they repeat, "Yes, master. . ." and they do the master's terrible bidding?

That's basically what the Republican House of Representatives did to President Trump's agenda with their new budget -- pretty much blindly and zombie-like condemning at least temporarily the very agenda he was elected to accomplish.  Do we smell Democrat zombie masters here?  Establishment masters?  Were I a diehard conservative who worked my butt off to get Trump elected, this is the moment I would be angrier than a de-clawed cat lounging about in a rodent hotel.

Press secretary Sean Spicer seemed to have a tangible explanation, however, blaming results on the previous Congress, which left an incomplete budget.  Fear not, cheerleader Spicer advises -- when the 2018 budget sees release, Trump's fingerprints and conservative input will be evident.  Still, conservatives wonder why the pungent political odor of stale Democrat, Obama & rat sandwich persists as the month of May commences.

Meanwhile. . .the nightly TV news shows continue to spend the first few minutes of almost every show finding fault with the Trump administration, a treatment the Obama bunch rarely received under the worst of circumstances.  Nice to know journo schools still peddle cookie-cutter education to pep up clone city TV.

"Orange" is the new hack:  Inevitably, hackers now hold brand new TV shows hostage for big money.  That reminds me - ever watch TV with the sound off?  Shows and commercials? News?  Everything looks so different when you take control and blot out half the fun.  Dramatic action suddenly seems phony and lame, news shows irrelevantly hyped, commercials annoying and silly, and comedy incomprehensible. Who would have thought what a breath of fresh air the mute button can be?

The Fyre Festival takes the Bahamas by storm. . .but not the way attendees anticipated.  They wanted Fyre but instead received the baptismal fire of elite disappointment.  Suppose somebody could get rich by selling slices of old cheese and sandwich remnants on the Net?  Not to worry, kids, there's apparently bigger and better next year -- um, depending upon how that pending class action lawsuit turns out.  Damned tort lawyers.

Revisiting the "March for Science:"  The University of Colorado's government-financed, $300,000 UFO "study" was a march for science, too -- until the whistle blew and the project's intent to reach a negative conclusion by fraud and default came to light.  The late Dr. J. Allen Hynek warned us that science is not always what scientists do.  Brings to mind the fractured "science" of human-caused climate change.  Hmm.  March on. . .

Ann Coulter on Mars:  Well, she may as well have gone there for her speaking engagement and skipped California altogether.  Looks like the only way you're going to get freedom of speech in this country before much longer is to go talk to yourself.

Down with people:  Back in the sixties a phenomenon called Up With People became popular, composed for some reason of clean-cut young people who liked to travel all over and sing and tell everybody how wonderful we all are.  Wow. 

I couldn't even avoid this nonsense during Air Force training in the sixties.  One day, airmen were told to report to a base movie theater, where, for reasons which remain beyond my comprehension -- though I suspect it involved military unity -- we were shown an Up With People film blended with an Air Force influence.  That is, a young man, apparently an actor, wearing an Air Force uniform with the rank of airman hosted this upbeat presentation of music and life-lifting words intended to. . .?  Worse, the fellow's name tag read NOBLE.  Yes, Airman Noble.  One feels a gag reflex coming on.

So, I guess Airman "Noble" was supposed to represent the best of the Air Force, and he did look great:  Clean, handsome, well-tailored uniform, fresh face, well-spoken.

Yet, among all the goodie-goodie, the singing and inspiration, I don't recall Airman Noble or the Up With People participants making a single mention of the fact that no matter how clean-shaven and tailored we are, it's still our job as military members to kill people and destroy things.

I assume Airman Noble went his way and Up With People theirs, and I hope that this ridiculous government-sponsored propaganda film disappeared forever.  Either we're going to have military personnel ready to keep peace through strength and death, or we're going to turn out more "snowflakes" currently inhabiting colleges and universities. 

Considering, by the way, all the mayhem occurring on campuses across the country, looks as though snowflakes, clueless faculty and administrators still don't comprehend a very important societal message, and the message isn't "up with people."

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

A Little Springtime Love

Problem solved:  Had the American Airlines passenger allegedly head-bonked with a baby stroller been on the United Airlines flight where a physician had his own problems a few days earlier, police could have put Dr. Doom in said stroller and wheeled him safely off the plane. 

Easter parades and chocolate bunnies make the day for some folks, but I must admit, what warmed my heart this month was that photo of Sarah Palin, Ted Nugent and Kid Rock at the White House, posing almost stoically in front of Hillary Clinton's oh-so-o-o-o-o "presidential" portrait as First Lady.  Time hasn't passed all that much since the 2016 election, but already Hillary's albeit colorful image looks like something out of the Dorian Gray playbook.  In contrast to Dorian's predicament, however, we suspect Ms. Clinton's reputation, not her portrait, will turn rancid as years pass.  And what about a new book out there, insisting that she spied on her own staff (e-mails and such)?  Allegedly, a very unflattering image of Queen Hil' emerges.

Yet, as merely a curiosity cat who chased the UFO subject for enough years to keep wondering, there's something I don't wonder about:  Had Queen Hil' and the Great God -- and welcome wagon for his own e-mail hacks -- John Podesta ended up at the White House this time around, the faithful among the UFO "disclosure" faction would still be waiting, and waiting a long time for decisive actions to end all actions.  One would have more success holding a seance and summoning the spirit of the late Dr. Edward U. Condon for his insider's opinion about UFOs.

Which brings us to Saturday's "March for Science," featuring sign-carrying science lovers gathered all over the country.  Also present was "Bill Nye, the science guy," not to be confused with the seance guy we mentioned in the last paragraph.  Anyway, isn't Nye an engineer, rather than the sort of person one beckons when conjuring the image of a scientist holding test tubes or looking through a microscope?  Nye's views on, oh, say -- climate change, for instance -- who should care?  I mean, wouldn't his vast knowledge -- as an engineer -- be better put to use building Trump's wall on the Mexican border?  Imagine how many scientific disbelievers in man-made climate change failed to attend due to fear for their lives and professional reputations.

We discovered that these coast-to-coast exercises in the support of "science,"  originally promised to be apolitical in nature, often ended up condemning Trump because. . . marchers appreciate his love of the scientific method?

Bill O'Reilly's big kiss-off:  Never doubt the power of women.  We don't know what happened per the alleged incidents, but we are starting to wonder WTF it is with more and more of these all-female "flash mob" lawsuits in which each participant receives at least a million dollars to make them feel better about instances of. . .of what? Words?  Crude comments?

And that brings us to tort reform legislation, which will never happen.  By the way, notice all the TV commercials for class action lawsuits brought against seemingly every product under the sun?  We can barely remember a time when the USA hosted so many greedy attorneys in pursuit of every banana that falls off the tree of life.

Another asteroid shoots past Earth, too close for comfort and presumably the size of three football fields.  Forget about marijuana, someday the whole planet may be properly "stoned" as we all make a hasty exit forever. Except for humans living on the moon and Mars, of course, depending upon asteroid trajectory.  In the meantime, we Americans patiently wait for Yellowstone to blow, showering lava, rocks and death over several states.  Its eruption, according to historical records, is way overdue.  Umbrellas will not help.

The return of Obama:  He's b-a-a-a-ck, as are my wishes that somebody should arrest and hold him responsible for his actions as President.  Surely, the difference between the oath of office he took and his "accomplishments" are astronomical.  So now he's returned to Chicago, appropriately an historical and traditional mob hangout.  He intends, among other things, to help shape the leaders of tomorrow.  Great.  We certainly need more Marxists and a refill of rot-infested leadership in a Democrat cult tempered by extremists more than invisible "blue dog" representatives.  Meanwhile, Obama worshippers everywhere have rejoined the hive.  Obama's return occurs just as. . .

Stink-tuary cities come under fire by the Trump administration.  Just as the Obama bunch labored to keep "sanctuary cities" sanctuaries, Trump now strives to undue progressive damage.  Though he seems to have caved on "dreamers" apparently allowing them to remain in the country, we hope he and AG Sessions toss out their parents and the uncles, aunts, cousins, grandparents and whatever other relatives and friends their families brought into the country illegally.  AG Jeff Sessions -- do your job.  And don't forget anchor babies (Congress, are you listening?).  

UPDATE:  Seems that the courts just told Trump he cannot withhold funds for sanctuary cities.  Appeals will encompass a slow process, but this is further proof of how progressive government spider webs were intended to please only the crazy lib side of the aisle.

"Loss of habitat" for wildlife continues to be a subject favored in news reports.  Are we and the "developing" world smart enough to preserve a significant portion of this planet for creatures who are not us?  The answer is overwhelmingly no, in my opinion.

Media:  How many mutual sessions among TV network owners were held over the years to get it all just right -- to make sure that every broadcast station in the country offers its commercials at almost the same exact moment as the others?  Worse, even radio stations have caught on now, throwing in sponsor messages almost simultaneously with TV stations.

We truly appreciate sponsored programs, but the situation is well out of hand now, with commercials abundant and more annoying than ever.  How to get revenge?  There is no really good solution, though I suppose one can write stations and sponsors, promising to take one's business to competitors who (1) don't spend money on expensive TV/radio advertising consumers will have to pay for, (2) may provide better service and (3) may possess a better reputation.  When thinking of TV/radio advertising, contemplate multiple commercials which show up touting new movies -- new movies so bad that even excessive TV publicity can't save these box office disasters.  In essence, the more a movie is advertised, the worse it is.  As TV stations struggle to remain profitable while the audience enjoys so many other options, systematically shoving ads down viewers' oropharynx in every way possible, we suggest that this approach is neither good business nor capable of maintaining audience loyalty.

In somewhat related news, the purchasers of Clear Channel Communications and other broadcast entities are alleged in new revelations to be facing bankruptcy.  Again, we suggest that dive-bombing the viewers/listeners with commercials isn't necessarily the solution to success.  Options and alternative choices are too abundant to assure guarantees for any media player.

Chipping away:  You know that little chip you plan to let them implant under your skin, the chip allowing you do make all your transactions without cards, numbers or cumbersome carry-with-you documentation?  Have fun -- but don't be surprised when the chip sends your brain TV commercials 24 / 7.  No hiding or private time for yourself allowed, either.

The White House Correspondents Dinner will go on minus President Trump this year.  Good.  This annual event has always exuded the sleazy little odor of a media too cozy with government, an obvious display concealed somewhat with comedy.  But -- good news!  Obama seems to be available again, so why doesn't the national press bring him back to this by-invitation-only gala affair and pretend he's still the prez?  Just like old times, and leftists everywhere will thank the press for its accommodation.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

United Apart


Damn, my mistake.  I thought I heard them say somebody at the United Nations was dragged across the floor, screaming and bleeding, and I assumed YES, way to go, Trump had finally initiated an action to fumigate the place, emptying its bowels and evicting every globalist rat hindering freedom and costing the U.S. plenty to keep their diplomatic rodent nests pleasant and homey.

But no, all the hoopla merely accentuated an incident on a United Airlines flight.  I suppose I could join the pod people, blaming the airline for a passenger's injuries, but that's not what I observed.  Some of you saw a man whose rights were violated and paid a heavy price.  Fair enough, but I encountered instead a person asked to -- and refusing to -- follow a lawful order given by police personnel, screaming like a wounded animal in a swamp after he painfully encountered the inevitable.  If ya gets up on yer own two feet and walk, saving your venom for lawyers and judges later on, things usually work out.

How many times? How many times have we seen videos of people ignoring police orders, fleeing from or fighting cops or just acting disrespectfully or badly, thus inviting trouble?  Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but United Airlines' passenger Dr. Doom is to blame for a good share of his bad luck.  Too bad Chicago taxpayers and the airline itself will probably end up paying out millions to the "abused" doctor.  Just a side note, but what was this guy up to in his native Vietnam while American military personnel were being abused with torture and death?  Just asking.

Congratulations to North Korea's finest, now celebrating dead granddad and absolute turd Kim Il-Sung's 105th birthday.  To even imagine that this long-deceased douche had it in his genes to produce not only a fecalith son as corrupt as himself, but to similarly make it possible to lay way for the birth of NK's current Frankenstein monster, whose girth clearly shows why the North Korean people are starving, simply amazes.  Next time a test missile fizzles or blows up, may its debris seek him out and serve as his new "crash" diet.  And how about that celebratory birthday missile failure?  Did either the U.S. or China interfere with its guidance system, thereby causing a technological failure that even robotic Viagra couldn't fix?

Revolution in Wisconsin:  What was his name, Jakubowski or something?  He apparently had his little heart set on a revolution?  Hmm.  Must have been a very quiet one-man revolution -- we sure hope he completed it before the cops picked him up.  The genius of cell phone videos allows us to become anything we wish on screen, but it doesn't always work out so well in practice.  Which reminds us of. . .

. . .a violent protest last week on the Berkeley campus matching Trump supporters against Trump haters.  Ho-hum.  Who was paid to be there and who sparked the violence?  Likely the usual anarchists, communists and Democrats.  So-o-o-o-o-o boring, so anticipated.  The bag of tricks must have a hole at the bottom.

U.S. troops off to Somalia in quantity:  "America first" sure is taking on a global flavor.  Anybody longing for Ted Cruz yet?

Sean Spicer's big mouth:  Loosen up, media.  We all say things which come out wrong, it's just that we seldom do so before cameras and microphones.

The Mother of All Bombs pays a visit to Afghanistan's practitioners of the religion of peace:  Sorry folks, I would still have opted for my Air Force's experimental "gay bomb."  Taxpayers paid for development, let's use it.  Humor me, God, please, humor me.

Queen Hil' is reportedly hard at work on yet ANOTHER book nobody will buy:  This time, she may be blaming a long list of people for her election loss, still unable to comprehend that she was just a terrible candidate with nothing inspirational to say that didn't emanate from a dusty old Democrat playbook.  We've heard it all before and now, evidently, we're going to hear it again.  In print.  We suspect her publisher, as previously, will pay tons of money up front, even knowing, strangely, that nobody, except her hardcore delusional fans, is going to shell out for what should be entitled Tripe, Volume Two.  Side note:  Is this an attempt to keep her daughter's name in the spotlight regarding a political run?  Good grief, maybe we'll all want to live in North Korea soon. . .

The Penn Station human stampede:  A taser, merely a taser encounter. Yep, this is where we are now.  Did  terrorists of years past win?  Yes, the terrorists won.  We've become the scared and spineless, ready at the drop of a sound to run like hell -- but perfectly willing to turn our anger on cops when they try to do their jobs.  Conditions should only improve once we're all addicted to opioids.

Ohio's "Facebook murderer" -- now known as self-made dead guy in breaking news -- shoots and kills an elderly man because he apparently had woman and gambling problems.  Yes, the crazies are everywhere and, just as Queen Hil' blames the whole world for her election loss, disgruntled shooters blame their troubles on everybody but themselves.  Interesting, too, that the shooter reportedly had a job as a case worker in the social (social justice?) system.  Did his employment have a bearing on the bonkers worm invading his brain?  Reminds me of a hospital social worker I knew many years ago who asked me one day, "Why am I starting to hate people so much?"  It's a logical progression, I could have answered, but remained silent.  I know what we are.

April the giraffe gives birth to a male:  Thank heavens, anything but the televised birth of another human baby, as the world's useless people population climbs.  If one more lunatic assures me that animals were put on Earth by some god "for our benefit," I may go into anomalous giraffe labor myself.

Monday, April 10, 2017

Practice Always Makes Perfect




What a week to hide under the bed:  Missiles continued to fly from North Korea's demented haircut model, ISIS' most enthusiastic goons forged ahead in Egypt and Sweden with bombs straight out of Mohammad's turban-o'-surprises, and Syria's Assad (we presume) decided to resume blasting his people into infinity, even after Trump directed a few fashionably expensive rockets Assad's way merely to say hello.  And Russia?  Putin may well have asked, is that a bevy of explosives in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?

From this mess the most reliable thing one may safely be able to say is that the Russians, as suggested by several sources, look either entirely foolish and incompetent or overwhelmingly complicit, because they previously assured the world all chemical weapons had been removed from Syria.  Updated news today suggests the Russians knew all about the chemical strike before it happened, and bombed a hospital to divert attention and cause a chemical weapon cover-up.

Oopsie.

(Though Russia just passed a law forbidding its people from essentially saying or doing anything to clown up Putin's public image, we recall that artist's portrait of Putin and Medvedev from recent years in which each was depicted as wearing women's clothing.  Of course, the artist had no option but to flee or die, but we certainly harbor no objections to hanging the picture prominently at the United Nations.  If only.)

We do applaud much-neglected talk show host and author Michael Savage for taking to task those who believe saran gas was back in Syria, as he and his callers familiar with the chemical questioned how people wearing sandals, with exposed skin, were not affected, since saran reportedly takes out everybody near victims or in areas where saran lurks.  Savage, well-educated as a scientist who knows about such things, postulated in Friday's show that phosgene gas was a possible culprit, based upon video images.  The ultimate question here was, whose gas?

Talking heads continue debating Trump's Tomahawk Cruise Missile attack in Syria, but while international barbs are directed at both Trump and Assad, let's not forget. . .

. . .Sweden's prime minister.  Didn't this dude assure the world just weeks ago, despite abundant evidence gathered by investigators imbeded deeply in the situation, that Sweden was pretty much free of Islamic terrorist influence? Now look.  The trouble with socialist-leaning societies is an almost built-in welcome mat for practitioners of un-nice actions.

The Supreme Court(ship):  The Democrats' tantrum over Gorsuch's appointment to the Court with a simple majority -- thanks especially to previous rulings by their former and pathetic leader Harry Reid -- brought out crying and moaning like we've rarely heard when the Dems don't get their way (which happens rarely).  Indeed, so worried are the Democrats and sobbing Chuck Schumer over the current state of affairs that we're sure (uh huh) that when and if the Democrats ever regain power in the Senate, they will immediately revoke the nuclear option just to be fair :) :)

That Pepsi commercial:  Wussies.  Bring it back and stop accommodating communist protesters who, to my bewilderment, hold such sway over corporations pronounced guilty merely because they are corporations.  Environmentally criminal companies are one thing, but a Pepsi commercial?  Really?  Street morons are sometimes very adept at holding signs higher than intelligent reasoning ability.  In this instance, delete the cop/Pepsi scene and re-do to just pour Pepsi on protesting heads. That ought'a cool 'em off.

Andrew Cuomo builds his leftist dream paradise:  New York's megalomaniac and presidential wannabe governor just goaded the legislature into robbing taxpayer pockets more efficiently in his new state budget.  There seems little doubt among those who know that he's attempting to build a resume shouting a progressive ideology -- though we all know, or should, where that eventually leads.  Having already stated that there's no room for conservatives in his state, Cuomo appears all but ready for a Democrat presidential run.  We suspect, however, that if not for his late father Mario's last name (as former NY governor) and a large cadre of NY City voters, Andrew Cuomo would be hanging flypaper in a low-rent lawyer's office in lower Manhattan.  President?  VP?  Hope not.  If you loved Obama, you'll go orgasmic over Cuomo's aggressive and domineering progressive rule.  New Yorkers will recall that he originally campaigned on ridding NY of unfunded mandates, but said mandates continue to survive comfortably -- and far more expensively -- for NY taxpayers.  Oh yeah, this guy is a Democratic presidential dream.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Common Sense at the Cliff


Let me see if I have this right:  The transgender "community," infinitesimal in number when compared to the rest of society, demands to choose the public restroom of their choice.  Further, in their quest to gain this "right," the selfish aspect of their thinking cares not if criminals and sexual players of all types join the fun and pose as a real and legitimate threat to women and children specifically. 

Strangely, economically influential athletic teams appear eager to support this action, warning cities of dire consequences if Mr. Lady can't pee in a women's public bathroom.

If one wishes to play dress-up or dress-down on the advice of physicians or one's own desires, that's fine.  But the basic biological fact is that people and animals are, under overwhelmingly normal circumstances, male or female at birth.  It ain't magic, it just is.

Transgender folk, as always, can use restrooms REFLECTING THEIR OWN BIRTH GENDER (bladder/bowel relief is relief, so matter how you interpret it), but this obsessive-compulsive need to be the gender of one's choice -- and make the rest of society pretend instant acceptance -- is just nuts in itself.

Whatever is going on in one's mind, why would anybody want to force their gender issues on children and adults who follow what is (sorry to say, TG's) the norm?  And yes, there are people vicious enough to hurt and even kill transgendered individuals -- but diversity training (and, may I suggest, "diversity" training has become little more than a bad clown show) might only further inflame the already inflamed.

A society cannot succeed if it micro-manages the tiniest issues in order to transform them into mega-issues.

Yes, yes, yes -- I wrote the Clinton administration way back and supported gays joining the military.  But while the evidence has consistently shown that gay people can serve expertly (and always have, by the way), transgendered folk have a history of psychological problems and suicidal tendencies in society extensive enough to cause deep concern.

What do we do?  We remain compassionate, but unaffected by pleas for the kind of fake restroom equality which has already intimidated state and city governments, and corporations, throughout the country.  The obvious emotional and self-destructive qualities inherent among the transgender population are simply too overwhelming to dictate dramatic changes among public restroom facilities.  For Christ sakes, trans folk, look between your legs, pick the corresponding restroom, do your thing under cover of sufficient privacy and be on your way.  Oh, and don't forget to wash your hands after flushing.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Dichotomy? UFOs vs. Our Concept of A.I.



In a blog entry I posted yesterday, we briefly mentioned the potential horrors of artificial intelligence and the distinct likelihood that it would control us, not we it.

Shortly afterwards, I happened to see a Vanity Fair article posted online the same day, March 26, written by Maureen Dowd.  Entitled, "Elon Musk's Crusade to Stop the A.I. Apocalypse," the lengthy piece explored the thoughts of giants in the A.I. field, assuming either pro or con positions regarding its ability to serve us or destroy us all.

Musk himself ranks among the worried who fear that artificial intelligence may ultimately pursue human destruction because we'll merely be in its way as it expands its reach and grows ever more brilliant and capable.

Dowd does include some interesting quotes in her article, and I was particularly drawn to the following paragraphs, where she describes and quotes Peter Thiel, also concerned about A.I:


When I went to Peter Thiel’s elegant San Francisco office, dominated by two giant chessboards, Thiel, one of the original donors to OpenAI and a committed contrarian, said he worried that Musk’s resistance could actually be accelerating A.I. research because his end-of-the-world warnings are increasing interest in the field.

“Full-on A.I. is on the order of magnitude of extraterrestrials landing,” Thiel said. “There are some very deeply tricky questions around this . . . . If you really push on how do we make A.I. safe, I don’t think people have any clue. We don’t even know what A.I. is. It’s very hard to know how it would be controllable.”

He went on: “There’s some sense in which the A.I. question encapsulates all of people’s hopes and fears about the computer age. I think people’s intuitions do just really break down when they’re pushed to these limits because we’ve never dealt with entities that are smarter than humans on this planet.”


Hmm. Well. . .

Where are these folks regarding the UFO phenomenon?  That is, I don't know about labeling landings extraterrestrial, but the literature abounds with UFO case reports of things landing, leaving ground impressions, burns and more than the slightest hint of intelligence.  Yes, Thiel was discussing magnitude, not real UFO incidents, but the opportunity to make the comparison presents itself in Maureen Dowd's article.

Further, Thiel's assurance that ". . .we've never dealt with entities that are smarter than humans on this planet" appears rather a haphazard declaration.  How does he know that?  Again, we reference the UFO literature, abounding with "close encounters" and UFO occupant cases throughout the world.  From most accounts, such "entities" do often seem to reflect a degree of intelligence far surpassing ours (or maybe they're stupid, but good actors!).

My point here, somewhat shattered, laments not merely that here we go again, but here we go STILL:  Science and technological sorts throw out words meaning one thing to them and something quite different to those familiar with the evidence of (maybe or maybe not) "extraterrestrial landings" and "entities."  And those perched upon the UFO side of the fence bemoan that these folks, acutely intrigued by artificial intelligence, usually can't take 10 seconds to examine decades of UFO evidence with a serious eye.  Oh, a few probably do, but so, so many more won't bother.  UFOs are just bad science fiction to some. 

Of course, we have no idea (and I'm writing this without Internet support, so I can't check at the moment) what Peter Thiel really thinks about UFOs, but we feel a tad curious that he might actually have an opinion.  Does it matter?  Probably not.