R-E-S-P-E-C-T

July 11th, 2009

As to whether Barack Sweetie Obama is more appreciative or more disdainful of women, allow me to re-present a photo of his Wunderkind speech writer Jon Favreau.

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That would be Secretary of State Hillary Clinton’s cardboard boob he fondles.  Not surprising from the standpoint of her having already demonstrated a willingness to be publicly disrespected but — c’mon, can we please call a spade a spade — pretty sexist and crass for a presidential speechwriter.

Tell me who your friends are, and I’ll tell you who YOU are.

Practical Patriotism

July 10th, 2009

So deaf are Washingtonian ears to reprimands and even pleas from the people — and so many years has it been this way, despite ostensible changes in leadership, always with Special Interests enjoying incredible government largesse — that a reasonable mind is obliged to presume that the deafness is selectively prejudicial.

Period.

Where are the Legal Eagles who will mount class-action discrimination actions on a cost-only basis?  Which of our up and coming Jurists will “settle” for fame over fees, satisfied that when Reason finally prevails, their patriotic efforts will be remunerated manyfold?  Think about it, really, who will selflessly bring expertise to bear when Reason may not prevail in their lifetime?

Believe me, I know.  I am three years at this blogging about insane politics and corrupt government, my customary claim of “not having made one dime” being put to rest this past month by a nice man who very kindly sent a twenty-dollar bill.  Lest he should be accused of befriending a Dissident, I’ll not say anything specific like “thank you Clark” but, rather, “thank you Hawaii.”  

Hawaii has some American Patriots.

Hawaii also has some Hawaiian Nationalists.  These would be people, Hawaiians, who want Hawaii to be restored as the sovereign nation that it WAS, right up until U.S. troops marched into the kingdom and declared that it WASN’T.  To the untrained eye, their case is not without merit.  

The question in MY mind is whether — while Bad Guys are at the helm and everything that anyone but the Select Few tries to do rolls like water off a duck’s back — do American Patriots in Hawaii and Hawaiian Nationalists consider themselves to be in the same foxhole?

War on Drugs, War on Terror, War in Iraq, War in Afghanistan, War on Poverty, War on Corruption . . . it couldn’t be any clearer that American citizens are AT WAR.  Correct me if I’m wrong — for I have no soldiering experience beyond generalized fighting for my life — but it seems to me that people who are at war, if they would live to tell the tale, are obliged to consider themselves always to be under siege.  Surely it is THAT level of watchfulness, competence and readiness that will effectively repel or, failing that, effectively reciprocate an attack.  Attacks made by adults of adult capacity DO have to be reciprocated, but is a different swamp of political correctness. 

Having earned $20 and having spent in the neighborhood of $150,000 at this racket, I confess that I would much prefer that the current rather than a future confederacy of dunces remunerate my labors.  Posthumous praise is the stuff of Martyrdom.  Martyrdom is the stuff of Last Resort.  Let’s don’t go down that road if we don’t have to.  That said, let us be WILLING to go down that road if need be.  Willingness to die has very much to do with who “wins” a war.

Which brings me back to class-action discrimination suits.  Generally speaking, which is to say leaving out the Silver Spoons and Whiz Kids, lawyers can’t lawyer for free anymore than writers can write for free.  As a matter of political correctness and a measure of Faith — for evidence abounds to the contrary — I’ll concede that love makes the world go ’round, but money keeps it on its axis.

I advise Patriots to quit throwing their money at politicians and down the crapper that IS the American “political process.”  Instead, pool it.  Think small planes and fast boats, instead of small inroads and fast politicians.  Think patriot chains and freedom franchises, instead of perpetual campaigning and entrenched interests.

Think American ingenuity, know-how, and stick-to-it-ive-ness.

Think venture capital.

Reluctant Leaders

July 9th, 2009

I respectfully suggest that NO ONE should be throwing their hats into the ring of machinations that constitutes “running” for office in America.

I say respectfully NOT because the process has any integrity.  In my view, it has NONE . . . unless it is to periodically remind Humanity just how low it can go.  In my considered opinion, politics are inherently corrupt.  In my considered opinion and in my Experience — beside which opinion pales — American politics have deteriorated into brazen opportunism, corruption and worse.  Yes indeedy, for all the cards that have been played on li’l ol’ me . . . for the record, that would include the Racist card, the Ku Klux Klan card, the Provocateur card, the COINTELPRO card, the Kook card, the Terrorist Card, the Embittered card, the Scorned Woman card and the Moron card — I am playing the Traitor card.

I say respectfully because the Offices which follow directly from our founding documents yet have merit and, if only owing to Laws of Probability, there are assuredly a Few Good People amongst the new crop of political aspirants.  For my money, we should grow more hemp and fewer politicians.

Wanting not to offend, rather to find a consensus large enough to seek refuge in, I will not dwell on the question that SOMEONE has to ask.  What sort of person seeks . . . early on, proactively and with considerable sums of other people’s money . . . to “run” to “win” a position of Power in a system that is only euphemistically called broken when it is undeniably RIGGED?  It’s like random online gamblers clamoring to sit at the high-stakes table with Card Sharks who are well known to CHEAT, and asking Other People to bankroll their play.  It is a superlatively bad bet.

There are some up-and-comers who are distinguishing themselves.  Adam Kokesh comes to mind, as a Congressman from New Mexico — I very much like the idea of an Iraq War veteran and active member of Iraq Veterans Against The War in a House of Representatives that seems entirely too willing to send Other People off to die.  For its striking-one-might-say-unholy willingness to sending Other People to their deaths, Congress is one place where it is possible to call for Fresh Blood without prompting censorship or prosecution by the Minister of Hurtful and Hateful Feelings.  None but the uneducated and the ill-intentioned could construe a call for Fresh Blood in Congress as anything other than metaphorical.

That said, I DO concur with Cicero about the execution of Traitors.  And hardy har har, it matters not whether it is sovereign nations or world government under discussion.  Either way, if a sovereign nation of People or a sovereign planet of People would maintain the integrity of a System by which masses of individuals can pursue life, liberty and happiness, those same people are OBLIGED to execute Traitors.  Mind, I am concurring with Marcus Tullius Cicero . . . who was executed for opposing dictatorship of Rome.

I trust it does not break any American laws to quote one of the most famous and well-regarded statesmen of the Roman Empire?

A nation can survive its fools, and even the ambitious. But it cannot survive treason from within. An enemy at the gates is less formidable, for he is known and carries his banner openly. But the traitor moves amongst those within the gate freely, his sly whispers rustling through all the alleys, heard in the very halls of government itself. For the traitor appears not a traitor; he speaks in accents familiar to his victims, and he wears their face and their arguments, he appeals to the baseness that lies deep in the hearts of all men. He rots the soul of a nation, he works secretly and unknown in the night to undermine the pillars of the city, he infects the body politic so that it can no longer resist. A murderer is less to fear. The traitor is the plague.

It is my resolute conviction that we have Traitors in our midst.  There is NOTHING cyclical or happenstance about the crisis through which we continue to lurch like drunken sailors on furlough.  No disrespect to the sailors, rather to the power-drunk, money-crazed Public Sycophants and Executive Slime.  

Let us PLEASE separate the wheat from the chaff before our wits and our wallets are overwhelmed by another parade of Pick Me! Pick Me! politicians.  If we will not first ride the Bad Guys outta town, the Bad Guys will marginalize whichever Good Guys MAY be coming down the pike.  The game is rigged, remember?  Who keeps playing by the rules with CHEATERS?  Stupidos and conspirers, that’s who.

By all means, file the infamous paperwork to be ABLE to “run” for office.  On pondering the peril that hangs over us like Damocles’ sword, also the hazy circumstances of Comrade Obama’s birth, it is possible to imagine that tidily dotted i’s and smartly crossed t’s may be the least of our concerns by the time elections roll around.

How ’bout a web site that serves as a registry of prospective candidates?  With brief bio’s, and each aspiring politician’s succinct positions on the same X number of questions.  I advocate a platform with ten clear-cut planks, reminding my beleaguered countrymen of the REALITY that God Himself has not inspired diligent observance of so long a To Do list.  

I IMPLORE countrymen who have MUCH more in common than they don’t to please Please PLEASE make what I appreciate is, for them, a GIGANTIC moral concession, notably taking abortion and gay marriage off the table.  Those bugaboos aren’t going awaywhere.  We can resume our circle jerks in six years — right where we left off, I expect.

SPARE ME about the number of innocent potential people who were not realized.  Look the other way and don’t think about it, same as with all our dead and their dead in Iraq.  And Afghanistan.  Eenie meenie miney mo . . .  Who’dya like for the trifecta, Iran or Pakistan?  Or North Korea?

SPARE ME about Gay Marriage altogether, just spare me.  THIS IS NOT THE TIME.  Unless the intent is TO divide the citizenry . . . y’know, drive impossible wedges between ALLIED CITIZENS to keep them stubbornly refusing to marshall their combined strength against a frighteningly powerful and thoroughly corrupt Super Elite.

It is a no-brainer that people who are campaigning for office pull their punches.  The argument, explanation and rationalization is that it’s the “only way” to win.  Stop already.  We assure one another all around that things “have to” happen certain ways and “can’t” happen other ways  – because that’s the way it is, because that’s the way it’s always been — and then, lo and behold, we are repeatedly “rewarded” by actualization of our very own self-fulfilling prophecies.  We are practically savants.

Let us not start throwing months and money away on egocentric campaigning.  Let us not already scatter our energies behind different candidates.  Let us not be so quick to throw in the towel on what THIS Administration and THIS Congress and THESE Robber Barons are doing.  It’s a little like planning the company Christmas party while embezzling proceeds unchecked.  

Americans are notorious for short attention spans.

Singleness of purpose is a mighty mighty concept.

RESTORE THE REPUBLIC.

There will be no restoration of the Republic, nor will confidence be restored to the market, unless we clear the decks of Traitors and Crooks.  Instead of vowing to REALLY do what needs to be done LATER, after another round of Campaigning As Big Business, let us for once in this increasingly miserable life do what needs to be done when it needs to be done.  If for a bona fide Change we will dispatch rather than delay our duties, I have no doubt that worthy statesmen will distinguish themselves . . . just like they did at the founding of the Republic.

By all accounts, General George Washington did not WANT to be president.  He was “simply” the best man for the job. Not the lesser of multiple evils, not the cream of the crop of the bottom of the barrel, but an American Patriot of unparalleled bravery, wisdom, strength, determination, effectiveness AND HUMILITY.  A Reluctant Leader.

Still Pondering Sarah Palin

July 7th, 2009

I want to appreciate that Sarah Palin is not a coward, I really do.  If there’s one surplus my MAN-FORSAKEN country runs, it’s Cowardice.  As it sadly happens, my man-forsaken-not-to-be-confused-with-God-forsaken country runs a number of surpluses.  Tom Foolery, Tin Foil Hattery, Cloak & Daggery, Chicanery, Secrecy, Larceny, Scam Artistry.  Frankly, it’s a wonder we’re broke.  The importance of being Earnest, yes?  Candidly, it’s enough to make a reasonable mind suppose that not everyone IS broke.  More like, masses of humanity are one accident, illness or calamity away from Destitution while a Sinister Few are rich as, well, Rockefeller.

I categorically reject all law-I-use-the-term-loosely that serves to protect the Governors from the discontented speech of the Governed. I reject it on Constitutional grounds — y’know, the LEGAL CONTRACT THAT EXPRESSLY AND ESPECIALLY protects the People’s right to speak and assemble in dissent.  I reject it on the grounds of SEVERAL KEY DEMOCRATIC PRINCIPLES — egalitarianism, good faith and justice, off the top of my head.  I reject it on ethical grounds — it is blatant cheating.  I reject it on moral grounds — God does NOT approve of corrupt self-service.

I will continue to speak freely that which I feel compelled to say while my country hovers on the brink of a deep, dark. MANMADE abyss.  I answer to Divinity with an eye on Eternity, not expediency with an eye on public office.  I have no moral leeway here.  Not quite Blanche DuBois relying upon the kindness of strangers, I shall prevail upon bona fide Americans to support and protect me.  Bona fide Americans will find me no stranger than usual . . . I am an American Original.  Me and bona fide Americans don’t always want to be best friends or even live next door to each other, but we generally see eye-to-eye on the main points and the big picture.  We GET IT, about principles over personalities.

My government has nothing to fear from me unless it has everything to fear from someone other than me.  I am NOT obliged to tiptoe around toxic relationships that have been cultivated  as though I do not exist or as though I am a human punching bag.  It is cowardice beneath contempt, that sitting officials seek to legislate themselves above criticism and complaint.  It is unmitigated chutzpah, that CORRUPT sitting officials seek to silence the governed WHILE taxing them at every turn.

Ahem . . . Fellow Citizens?  Are you there?  It is LUDICROUS to suggest that privileged people and idiosyncratic groups are so at odds with one another and/or the world that those of us who NOT special — those of us who are rendered increasingly Disadvantaged BY the Advantaged — shall no longer be free to speak our minds lest it incite or offend the Hatfields or the McCoys.

Can I get an Amen on a resounding FUCK YOU?

Yes, I CAN use the word Fuck in my writing.  

I oughtn’t to use the word FUCK, as a rule.  I am making a conscientious effort to swear less for several valid reasons, NONE of which are related to Government.  Nowhere in the social contract defined by our Constitution is government granted the power to order me to quit swearing.  

More than quitting cussing, it behooves me to quit smoking cigarettes.  It benefits Others more, too.  What of it?  Do I see the heavy hand of government outlawing the Moneymaker Extraordinaire, for my own good and the good of others? Or do they sanction the unbridled production and worldwide distribution of cigarettes with one heavy hand and levy vice taxes on them with the other?  Hypocrites. Connivers.  Schemers.  Thieves.

Tax lying, and we’ll be outta debt lickety split. 

And if we would let them, Hypocrites, Connivers, Schemers and Thieves would issue laws forbidding us to say hateful or hurtful things about them.  Out. Of. The. Question.  I digress, but fuck ‘em just the same.

I would LIKE to believe that Sarah Palin is not a coward.  Right now, even as I type, all the time, I look for inspired Leadership to rise like a phoenix out of the labyrinth of centralization before it will be incensed Laborers rising out of the ashes of authoritarianism.  In other words, sooner rather than later.  This waltz is SO over, if only the delirious dancers would sit or fall down instead of staggering around, holding each other up.  We don’t need CZARS, fer cryin’ out loud.  We need a Master of Ceremonies, to weave unobtrusively among the marathoners, giving a discreet but nevertheless disqualifying tap on the shoulder to shufflers, leaners and hangers-on.  Faaantastic.

Legislating With The Stars.  I spy a FORTUNE in Reality TV.  People can call in to say who should get the axe.  Like Sentaor Ben Nelson of Nebraska, who blocked South Carolina Senator Jim DeMint’s proposed amendment for audit and oversight of The Fed, Cruella de Ville of the Financial Crisis, on a technicality that is openly and repeatedly accommodated elsewhere in the same legislation.  Ixnay on audit and oversight of The Fed, Cruella de Ville of the Financial Crisis, but the proposed legislation WILL include a here-ya-go earmark of $200,000 for a museum in . . . lo and behold . . . Omaha, Nebraska.

What is that, if not Treason?  A soap opera plot twist?  MudOpera is in my inventory of domain names.  Anyone wanna buy it?  I’m not greedy.  For me, on this, 100 times my purchase price is Enough.  I see “premium” names for sale at thousands and even tens of thousands of dollars.  Preposterous.  Come up with a different name.  But hundreds, for a fresh idea?  $7.95 x 100 = $795 . . . SOLD.     

I feel a hard sell coming on with Sarah Palin, a full-court press.  See, while I’d LIKE to believe that Sarah Palin is courageous . . . splashing through the surf to meet mainstream media field hands face to face . . . then, this happened during the campaign ALSO, Sarah Palin started talking.  Blah, blah, blah = I do not command sufficient respect to rise above the double whammy of a lame duck session under media scrutiny.  She’s quittin’ ‘cuz she can’t get nuthin’ done, and she ain’t plannin’ to run again anyhoo.

What, pray tell, would happen if every public official who did not plan to run again threw in the towel on the last leg of their term? No matter which way you slice this unforced resignation pie, it’s Quitting.  Quitting is Quitting.  I’m not saying Winston Churchill was right across the board with “Never, never, never quit.”  I think we should quit the Middle East, tout de suite.  But quit the last year of a term . . . as in, perform for only three of the four agreed upon years?

It would be an interesting case study if the Alaskan citizenry would sue Sarah Palin for breach of contract.  Alaskans might perform a great public service by trailblazing the way for millions of incredulous Americans to admit that Congress and the Administration are in breach of contract ALSO. 

Otherwise, what?  When the going gets tough, the Principled Tough step aside?  When the going gets tough, the Principled Tough jockey for higher office?  When the going gets tough, the Principled Tough write my-side-of-the-story books?  Hop on the speaking circuit?  Join the fundraising racket?  WHAT?  What IS it about this touchy-feely-but-strict-and-punitive new world order that has catapulted protection and promotion of politicians into Bigger Than Big Business?  Money.

“Money to get power, power to protect money.”   ~House of Medici 

Politicians and executives who are too big to fail — that’s where we’re headed if we don’t rise to the twin threats of Federal Falderal and International Intrigue.

Pondering Palin

July 4th, 2009

If Sarah Palin resigned the governorship in response to corruption charges, I applaud.

If Sarah Palin resigned the governorship with an eye on higher office, I am appalled.

If Sarah Palin resigned the governorship with an eye on running for higher office, I am obliged to point out that she is simultaneously an opportunist AND a quitter, which is a terrible combination. I am also obliged to remind my gullible countrymen that THE INSTANT she begins to speak off-script, it is evident even to a child that she is not nearly so clever as she is photogenic.

Sarah Palin as powerhouse fundraiser? You betcha.

Sarah Palin as president or vice president? You CANNOT be serious.

My contempt for a Palin/Anyone or Anyone/Palin ticket will be absolute and audible.

Globalist Gristle

June 30th, 2009

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Advocating Globalism is as sensible as advocating Air or advocating Humanism.  Lo and behold, as fate and fact would have it, Air is as crucial to Humanism as is a Globe.  Very handy, indeed, that humanity shall have terra firma under its big footprint and oxygen coursing through its countless capillaries.

 

The question is, WHY advocate the obvious?  Perhaps the answer lies in the damning preposition ‘before.’  Globalism is defined as the belief (or advocating the belief) that political policies should take worldwide issues into
account BEFORE focusing on
national or state concerns.

 

Um . . . er . . . ah . . . NEGATIVE.

 

Do passengers on a crashing plane, even Hero Types, tend first to the oxygen masks of the rest of the plane’s population, or are passengers factually instructed to FIRST put on their OWN oxygen masks BEFORE assisting others?  The cold, hard Truth is that passengers, even parents, are instructed in no uncertain terms to tend to their own PRACTICAL NEEDS before tending to the needs of others, including those of their kidlets.  Why?  Do airline representatives think that one adult is more valuable than another?  Are parents instantly persuaded that they are more valuable than their children?  Or do intelligent and logical people intuitively GET IT that, if we will not first see to our own lifeblood, we will be USELESS to others?  Otherwise, parents might wrestle masks onto flailing kids only to pass out, whereupon the young ‘uns can inhale big swigs of the aforementioned Air for their sustained sobbing.

 

Torture Lite is A-okay, but Survival of the Fittest is antiquated brutality?  Only in America.

 

Truly, only in America has Altruism taken on life-threatening connotations.  The other countries rather stand to benefit from Others First but – jeepers, I hate to sound like The Ugly American – what’s in it for us? 

 

What’s in it for us might be argued to be a gigantic Mea Culpa with, as per usual, the most guilty percolating above the fray and the least prosperous absorbing the lion’s share of the cost.  American quality of life will deteriorate via Globalization as surely as American labor has suffered via Outsourcing and Illegal Immigration.  American Labor and American Quality of Life must necessarily stagnate in order for SEVERAL BILLION PEOPLE catch up with 300 million.

 

It is harrowing enough that our Corporate Masters are Internationalists whose principal loyalty is to coffers, not country.  It is demoralizing enough that our Ruling Elite is corrupt beyond imagination.  CONTAINMENT is key.  Give them LESS room to maneuver, not more.  Ponder only International Creative Accounting.

 

OR, conversely, let us NOT be Ugly Americans.  Let us DO embrace Globalism.  But, for real Change, let us not cherry-pick from the implications.  Let us not stop with how many more taxes can be levied and how many more profits will be finagled.  Let us go about Big Picture Melting Pot in good faith.

 

First – this is so obvious as to go without saying, except it apparently does NOT go without saying – for Globalization to be Globalization and not, say, Monopolization, Labor must be able to globe-trot as freely Capital and Power.  What’s good for the gander is good for the goslings.  In the alchemy of Free Market and Free Will, an inordinate amount of mischief is circumvented by healthy competition amongst innovative and industrious people.  Think, worldwide economic stimulus rather than idiosyncratic windfalls.

 

Then by all means – the hastier and more thorough, the better – let us put our best foot forward by eliminating the Council on Foreign Relations, the National Security Council, Homeland Security and the State Department.  These wildly expensive entities are redundant in the Globalization paradigm.  Redundancy is lunacy when we need so desperately to cut costs.  Moreover, these are disproportionately powerful entities – not at all in keeping with the Kumbaya spirit of Globalization.

 

Let us even more promptly eliminate the Secret Service.

 

Why on earth would leaders of the much-heralded New World Order fear for their lives?  Indeed, they should consider the safety of others BEFORE they consider their own.

The Mechanics Of Infidelity

June 24th, 2009

The more things don’t change, the worse they get.

Governor Sanford’s disappearance followed by revelation of yet another tedious extramarital affair inspires us to regurgitate our positions on Adultery.  By the by, in my not at all humble, rather, in my perpetually outraged opinion, Governor and Dad Sanford’s disappearance over Father’s Day weekend either demotes him beneath contempt or raises the specter of coercion.

Anyhoo, howz THIS for some bleedin’ irony?  I give you a letter that I drafted to a beloved-alas-now-retired doctor early in this past chart-topper of a presidential campaign, when commiseration about the pathetic Republican line-up revealed his identification of Rudy Giuliani as the lesser of multiple evils.  The letter still sums up a position on Infidelity that is inflexibly predicated on first-hand experience.

 

1 November 07

 

 

 

Dr. XXXXX XXXXX

 

XXXX Wilshire Blvd.

Beverly Hills, CA  90211

 

 

 

Dear Dr. XXXXX:

 

Insofar as I have never written to you in all the years that you have treated and cared for my eyes, it seems fitting first to thank you.  And I DO thank you.  For more than two decades, you are one of the touchstones by which I can gauge the quality of care I am taking of myself, and one of the few by which I can gauge honor, skill and reliability in other service providers.  I’m sure I don’t have to tell you how infrequently others measure up to the standards by which you abide.  You are a rare, I hope not dying, breed.

 

It is for this reason that I am compelled, literally compelled, to write to ask you to re-visit the notion that Rudy Giuliani is “tough” or otherwise well suited to the presidency.  More elementally, I ask you to re-visit the notion that how a man comports himself in his personal life has no bearing on his professional life.  How a man comports himself in his personal life may not bear directly on a man’s ability to do a job, but it assuredly bears on HOW he may exercise that ability.

 

Let us set aside the Weirdo Factors of his marrying his cousin, and his cross-dressing for merriment.  Let us set aside my mighty objection to having to set aside Weirdo Factors in discussing candidates for the office of the Presidency of the United States. 

 

You are an honorable man with a marriage of long and responsible standing…affectionate and devoted as well, it has always seemed to me.  I draw your attention strictly to the Mechanics and Implications of Infidelity.

 

Irrespective of widely recognized social mores disfavoring marital union with a cousin, Rudolph Giuliani identifies and commits to Wife Number One.  I have never been married but I do GO to the occasional wedding, and to the movies…I have certainly watched wedding ceremonies…it’s pretty clear that the headliner is a solemn vow to love and honor one mate, not to mention a few other responsibility-laden verbs, forsaking all others until death do they part.

 

Fourteen years later, Rudolph Giuliani has a moment of clarity about the Weirdo Factor of the marriage.  Rudolph Giuliani petitions the Catholic Church to annul the marriage on grounds that it ought never to have been permitted.  It was an error…not Rudolph Giuliani’s error, observe, but the Church’s error…therefore it is erased, poof, like it never happened.  I suggest that contriving to catapult Wife Number One into Non-Existence, in addition to civil divorce, constituted purposeful and heartless degradation of Wife Number One for no reason beyond unmitigated service to self.  For Rudolph Giuliani had already begun an affair with another woman who he would shortly marry, ever so correctly, in the Catholic Church.  Shame on both of them, Giuliani AND the Church.

 

The affair with the next wife is begun before the divorce from the first wife.  The Mechanics: they have made promises to one another; he is lured by what he perceives to be better for him; he goes for it, unilaterally changing the terms of a lifetime partnership without telling the partner.  The inescapable implication is that Rudy Giuliani is a man who simply disregards previously agreed upon terms of engagement if it suits his own purpose or pleasure. 

 

Once crossed, lines are easier to cross, don’t you find?  Someone who screws over one person is, I really think it is safe to say, more likely to screw over other people.

 

Still, we do not tar and feather people for this.  I did not think we seriously contemplated elevating them to the Presidency of the United States, but neither do we banish them to Siberia.  Rudolph Giuliani and his Truer Love get married; they have two kids; he becomes Mayor of New York; he has a an indiscreet affair with a staff member; he moves out from his wife and into a high-profile relationship with yet another Even Truer Love; he announces AT A PRESS CONFERENCE that he’s filing for divorce.  That’s how Wife Number Two And Mother Of His Children learned that she was getting the heave ho.

 

I read an article recently wherein Rudolph Giuliani said that only Jesus could have avoided the pitfalls into which Rudolph Giuliani fell.  Twice.  Do you think that’s true?  Do you think Rudolph Giuliani is right that you, for instance, would have done the same in his shoes?  I think Rudolph Giuliani is lenient with himself and harsh on others, and I know that it is a terrible combination.

 

Tough?  Again and again, the man can’t resist the most basic temptation of lust…how tough is that?  The only way to twist it into an argument for tough is to embrace some notion of a hot-blooded Italian hunka man…think Sonny Corleone… which, frankly, raises the reported history of organized crime connections in Rudolph Giuliani’s family. 

 

People establish patterns.  It is reasonable and prudent to suppose they will repeat them.  Rudolph Giuliani, it seems very clear, is always open to a better offer. 

 

Oath of office, vow of marriage…what makes it clear that one is sacred to Rudolph Giuliani in a way that the other clearly is not?  Because Rudy Giuliani says so?  Rudolph Giuliani has already established himself not to be a man of his Word.

 

I apologize if I have gone about this the wrong way and, as always, for going on so long, a matter over which there is seldom uncertainty.  I have never involved myself in, as They say, the national diaglogue before so, if I have gone about this oddly, I apologize and, as ever, for going wordiness.  I must say, though, and, I must say, the need to shorten my ranting is altogether about sparing readers, not sparing politicians.  I am incredulous, really, at what is passing for governance of this country.  More than any other single thing that I could point to as cause for the sorry state of our politics and our government is lack, sometimes complete absence, of character.  I cannot think of a single ill that plagues our society in which inferior character does not feature.

 

I submit that Rudolph Giuliani lacks character.  Tough without character, thy name is Bully.

 

I wonder if you will remember this so well as I do.  A few years ago, I passed along what I thought was a sufficiently intriguing philosophical question that I had not then and still have not myself answered.

 

What is the one thing you would do if you knew you could not fail?

 

After the short pause of a thoughtful but decisive man you said, “I would run for President of the United States…and do you know what my first act as President would be?”  I forget, exactly, whether you said “any kid who wants to go to Harvard goes to Harvard” or whether you said “all kids go to Harvard” but I remember you said you would accomplish the Godsend by re-naming all the colleges and universities Harvard.

 

You were also the one who really explained to me about brand vs. generic prescriptions.  THAT was an eye opener, pardon the pun, and has saved me considerable money over the years.

 

You’re a Good Guy.  It’s obvious.  To be honest with you, YOU’D make a better presidential candidate than Rudolph Giuliani, and I feel certain that your wife, unlike Mrs. Giuliani the First and Mrs. Giuliani the Second, would agree.

 

We can do better than this.  Likewise, we can do better than the ridiculousness of a Bush/Clinton/Bush/Clinton tag team relay.  Let us at least try.  Let us at least stay open minded awhile yet.  It is very much harder for an alternative to manifest if we dismiss from the outset the possibility of its existence.

 

I shall be in touch at once if I spot, with my keen eyesight, a knight on a white horse!  In the meantime, I would be very interested to learn your thoughts on John Edwards.

 

 

Best regards,

 

As for my attempt to steer the good doctor from Giuliani to John Edwards, you gotta laugh and laugh in an unfunny kinda way . . . otherwise you might start crying and never stop.  Zipper problems, the whole fucking lot of ‘em.

Batter UP!

June 10th, 2009

On a board of supposedly libertarian persuasion, some OTHER men are coming out of the woods to point out that, if Gays can get hitched, so ought Polygamists be free to step up to the Marriage Plate, oftener. Perfectly logical.  

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It follows, however, particularly insofar as the Official Benefits bequeathed to marriage partners outweigh the Official Obligations foisted upon marriage partners, that Friends should also be free to seek the wholesome haven of Marriage.  What’s good for the Gays is good for the sitting ducks.

If Marriage will be expanded to include unions between homosexuals and bisexuals and souped-up sexuals, then our commitment to anti-discrimination not only obliges us to extend the social recognition and arbitrary perks of Marriage to ASEXUAL unions – as between Best Friends – but also to POLYANDRY.  Multiple husbands per wife.  Yee Haw. 

The marriage of Friends is straightforward, a quintessential no-brainer.  If society will suck up the conference upon unions featuring homosexual sex of whatever and all that marriage Officially signifies, then society is obliged to likewise confer whatever and all that marriage Officially signifies upon unions featuring NO sex.  EZPZ.

In a patriarchal society, it can be guessed that Polyandry will present a greater psychological hurdle than Polygamy, in particular for the very men who are the most enthusiastic about incorporation of Polygamy into the social fabric.  It must be conceded that having multiple Special Someones DOES change the texture.  They may be quick to dismiss Polyandry as impracticable, given a sustained gender lopsidedness that disfavors women, in terms of the Marriage Racket, and that is continually aggravated by shipment of especially strong and brave breeders to be killed in places that many Americans would have trouble finding on a map.

Understandably, there will be concern that Polyandry could further stack the deck against single women, particularly spinsters and homely women, as Babes and Barbies snap up more than their “fair” share of husbands.  Fiddle de de. 

A.)  Life is not fair.  Obviously.

B.) All’s fair in love and war.  Apparently.

American men DO display every evidence of leaping at the chance to play second, third or tenth fiddle so long as they “get some,” which would indeed exacerbate our gender imbalance.  But I draw the attention of the Marriage Minded to a most promising coincidence.  We are hopelessly indebted to China at the same time that China has a gross gender imbalance featuring, lo and behold, too many men.  WAY too many men. 

Some years back, I read a very interesting article on the Chinese Male problem.  Foreign Affairs, I think was the publication.  An exquisite danger cited by one of various Experts was that the simplest and most sure-fire way to handle such an overwhelming surplus of men is to pack them off to war.  Never, is when I will forget a decorated Korean War veteran’s recount of being in the trenches.  “We” mowed down wave after wave of “them,” be they North Korean or Chinese.  But no matter how many fell, there was another wave of humanity right behind it.  There weren’t enough bullets, men couldn’t fire fast enough.  “We,” nothing.  HE.  He’s in his eighties, and has paid dearly for his Patriotic Chore ever since.  I digress.

Single American women, of whom there are FIFTY THREE MILLION, will do a patriotic service by marrying multiple Chinamen apiece.  Once people shelve their personal preferences and prejudices, that importing Chinese husbands with an eye on Polyandry will have a positive and significant impact on productivity becomes readily apparent.  And I don’t have to tell America that high productivity with cheap (in this case zero) labor costs is a recipe for upper case Profitability.

Consider an outdoorsy type, a woman of the land, perhaps not so homely as weathered and bleached.  With the legitimization of Polyandry via meddling by the State, this woman shall be free to marry enough men to tend to all of her crops and other land use chores.  Build a barn!  Chop, chop!  She can GROW as a farmer.  

We are, or should be, most eager to foster profitability amongst small farmers.  That more farmers shall be women, as more women import entire crews of husbands, is likely to have a NURTURING affect on a nurturing endeavor.  Farming is at least as feminine as gathering, moreso in a country that has programmed women to gather shoes and trinkets.  Our shoe and trinket days are behind us for awhile.  Get over it, as people who have not been hurt are so apt to tell people who HAVE been hurt. 

In addition to enhancing the integrity of our food supply, such Marriages will much enhance the security of the woman who has become such a productive member of society.  Alone, she would be prey to the first deranged MAN who forced himself upon her just because he could, or the first gang of thieves that set to rob her.  I think not, with 50 or 100 armed husbands on the property.  Target practice, oh-dark-thirty.  

A THOUSAND husbands, why not?  Middle Eastern oil PALES compared to the supply of Chinese men who, like American wives, will not be paid for their labor.  The keeping of all husbands in like manner to one another, all in manner like to her own lifestyle, shall be rendered manageable by simplicity of living and productivity of household.  There will be tremendous Economies of Scale, particularly if wives are conscientious about selecting similarly sized husbands, that wardrobe is more interchangeable than not.

There are countless variations on the theme.  I apprehend an absence of competition in the Munitions Industry.  Piecework.  An ambitious female patriot could marry an entire FACTORY of Chinamen.  Gone, the disagreeableness of union negotiations.  This is one big happy family, all pulling in the same direction.  Here, lemonade for everyone.  You look tired, is your shoulder bothering you again?  Why don’t you lay down for awhile, take a little nap.  Thank you, thank you, Mrs. BossWife.

Ironically enough, we need to lay railroad track again.  Marry a whole CAMP of workers.  Why not?  Providing for them equally is not so daunting if they hail from peasant countryside.  THERE for the courting.  Bored.  Broke.  Sexually frustrated.  REALLY frustrated, sexually.  

They’re not going to go from getting no straight sex ever to expecting it every night.  It’s a matter of training, I expect.  Get off on the right foot by laying down the law, eh?  Women are whizzes at multi-tasking, they’ll figure out how to keep everyone from killing each other.  Many of the polyandrous marriages are likely to feature menopausal women, heightening the female’s interest in sex yet lowering the chance of pregnancy.  Chinese-intensive polyandry is an improvisational solution to an immediate problem, and should not be misconstrued as a call to dilute the Caucasian race willy-nilly. 

Once the Family Unit is making steady money and living conditions improve, the Chinese Husbands will be increasingly grateful to be in this amazing country – where a woman can build herself a little empire and improve the lot of many in the process.  People who live in Gratitude are seldom troublesome.  On the contrary, it can be imagined that they will work industriously, and bow often.  Being bowed to on a regular basis cannot NOT uplift the self-esteem of women who despaired of ever finding Happiness.  Happy people are productive people, productive people are happy.

Are you kidding me?  Miniature custom vertical monopolies, for optimum operation of each household.  Every single chore and errand shall have its own dedicated Man.  The trash taker-outer, the bug-killer, the grocery shopper, the cook, the laundry guy, the gardener, the vacuumer, the duster, the dishwasher, the car washer, the dog walker.  Everywhere the woman turns, a cheerful Chinaman . . . working and bowing, and speaking only a little charmingly broken English.  The domain to which she was formerly a slave will run as well as steadily as a Chinese factory but as accurately as a Swiss watch.  These will not be workers who lack interest in quality/reputation/profitability because they lack STAKE in the bottom line.  These will be ultimate Partners, HUSBANDS.  These men WILL be invested, heart and soul, in the success of whichever endeavor.  Share and share alike.  Also, the wife will have TRAINED them to her liking.

Simple respect and easy living inspire Affection – how cool is that?  Very.  Give the Geek Squad a run for the lion’s share of the market with an entire staff of PC and MAC techies . . . not Coolies, but Coolios. 

The more congested the city in which a budding bride lives, the more tenable RICKSHAWS will become as competition for taxis.  Flat rates, no charge for traffic wait time.  Why not?  This business owner/operator has drivers to spare, and a FLEET of rickshaws that the drivers themselves can build.  Surgical masks and sunscreen all around.

Chinese Husbands, plural, could be the key to unlocking the monopoly on Professional Sports.  Looking at baseball as an example, if a league’s worth of women will import and marry entire baseball TEAMS, inclusive of coaches and trainers, the American commitment to anti-discrimination cannot NOT facilitate incorporation of the new teams into competitive action.  Puts a whole new spin on World Series, eh?  Because we shall have no conspiracies in restraint of trade, this is a rinse-and-repeat proposition for the gamut of sports.  Economic stimulus GALORE as mega-buck salaries are replaced by profit sharing, equally among all of them.  These edge-of-the-envelope Wives and their bench-fulls of Chinese Husband Slash Athletes will pressure major league owners to bring ticket prices down.  A depressed country WANTS rank-and-file to be able to seek relief in spectator sports.  It heightens morale, which curbs violence.  Win-win-win.  

I spy more gratitude.  Gratitude begets tranquility.  Marriages between Best Friends and polyandrous marriages with Chinese mini-workforces are liable to have a mitigating effect on divorce statistics which, frankly – and I mean in a naked emperor kinda way – make highfalutin talk about the “sanctity” or the “institution” of Marriage pretty effing ridiculous. 

More laws = more billable hours = zero value added.

Marriage to Chinese executives of the head honcho variety poses an intriguing opportunity.  This man is unlikely to brook multiple husbands but that’s a good thing, if he’s a knowledgeable, ambitious, get-er-done type . . . who just needs a toehold in American commerce.  Did or did not Rupert Murdoch marry a Chinese woman, and did she or did she not facilitate his getting his foot in the Communications Door?  Yes indeedy, a Smarty Skirt might skip the banging-head-against-glass-ceiling part of Wheeling & Dealing by purposefully arranging to be the woman that eons of folklore holds is behind every Great Man.  Think, Remington Steele.

Preparedness being a watchword in uncertain times, I have purchased the following domain names . . . ready to POUNCE on the latest profit paradigm, if only my gullible countrymen and my conniving Congress will finish tying themselves in this knot.    

ChineseHusbandsRUs.com

ChineseHusbands4U.com

ChaChingHusbands.com

ChaChinkHusbands,com

HusbandImporter.com

HusbandBroker.com 

GlobalBusyBody.com

MarriageMeddlers.com

Marriage4Profit.com

ResourceRedistributor.com

RiceRocketMatchMaker.com

NoTickyNoHubby.com

With-60-You-Get-Eggroll.com

The bottom line is that Marriage is either Big Business, or it isn’t.  If Marriage is each church’s affair, to each his own. But if Marriage will be State-sanctioned, then look to Redistribution of Wealth.

Open Letter to Peter Schiff

June 7th, 2009

Since dispensing advice to people we don’t know has replaced baseball as the great American pastime, here ya go, more unsolicited opinion.  Maybe you are the Alchemist who can pull a rabbit out of all these tuppence.

There is no doubt that Chris Dodd should be run out of politics on a rail but, if I cared about you, I would counsel you not to run for Senate and I’ll tell you why.  The respect you presently command for financial prowess with be matched measure for measure with scorn, envy, suspicion, contempt, you name it.  The label Guru will be stripped away and replaced with Big Money — your every intent interrogated, your every interest suspected.  If your own predictions are correct, rank-and-file will be worse and worse off in the coming couple years.  With no relief in sight, those who HAVE money will increasingly become objects of scorn to the millions upon millions who do NOT have money, not even enough to make ends meet.  

We are much more generous with ridicule than we are with respect, I expect you’ve noticed.

In an economy like this, it would be laughable to divest yourself of your company in order to maintain an appearance of propriety, but I that is exactly what would be required to avoid your becoming the ass that anyone with a resentment can stab with a sharp stick.  If Warren Buffet were in office right now, believe you me, we’d be giving him what-for.

But observe how well he is regarded, how much less harsh the limelight, when he maintains professional distance from where the buck stops.  People admire financial wizardry well enough, but they are also notorious for resenting success. 

I am much distressed by wannabe candidates’ relentless calls for the beleaguered American citizenry to SEND MORE MONEY.  I am contemptuous of newcomers’ assertion that this time/their candidate will be different.  The politicos and strategerists who casually deny possibility of the pitfalls that have bedeviled man’s lordship over man since the dawn of recorded history are precisely the inside track types that people in the bleachers need most to fear.  Nay, revile.  

If we would have things be different, we must do things differently.  As they say on the recovery circuit, we will act our way into right thinking before we will think our way into right acting.

Extrapolating from the derivative concept, I propose a bundling of Independent candidates to mitigate risk and enhance performance . . .  a SLATE of candidates, 50 states broad, who stand squarely on a platform which, to this untrained eye, has yet to be built.  The good news is, it only needs 10 planks — God himself has not enjoyed success on a To Do list as long as that.

I am even MORE distressed by the absence of oversight and accountability with all this fundraising.  I say again that political junkies who chirp that their candidates/organizations/movements are beyond corruption are either young, stupid or insincere.  You know better, and so do I.  Power corrupts?  You bet.  So does money.  In many credible circles, they are held to be one and the same.

Rather than you sullying yourself and muddying the water as a candidate, I suggest that you might serve as the as rock-solid economic adviser to the aforementioned slate of candidates who are kept safer and dryer under the Liberty Umbrella than most of them could ever manage on their own.  Further, I envision a repository for aggregate donations made To The Cause, which is inarguably great, rather than to individuals who are unfailingly human. Principles over personalities.  

Funds could be invested short-term while the Mooovement’s Committee of SENSE determines their most effective and influential apportionment.  Establish a go-to Name Brand for the many many people who are disgusted by partisan politics but who, frankly and not without reason, look askance at upper case Libertarians.  Throwing the deck of cards up in the air, are we?  Here, have a Hoola Hoop.  The consumers-more-like-carnivores of Extremes, from pet rocks to men on the moon, WILL BUY A NEW IDEA.  Me, I think they’ll buy a new idea before they’ll buy the tall tale that the Really-Grand-As-In-Graft Old Party has mended its ways.  Hell, the cast of characters has barely changed.  Karl Rove, trusted FOX correspondent.  I know I couldn’t sell that to any but those who voted for John McCain and SARAH PALIN.  I wouldn’t sell it to anyone.  Only this year, after nearly 35 years as a registered Republican did I mean ENOUGH IS ENOUGH to bail.  Independent from here on out.  The major parties are undependable.

I will rather bow out altogether, into a relaxed and groovy go-around-the-potholes-instead-of-fight-City-Hall Way Cool Fort, and leave y’all to the madness.  Tell everyone I TRIED to speak Reason and Truth . . . either I’m go good at it, or they’re not havin’ it.  Six of one, half a dozen of the other.  The result is the same. old. same. old.  Unacceptable.

If I do not appreciate, I certainly understand that there is a labyrinth of regulations that attend campaign financing, just like there is a labyrinth of regulations for everything from what to put in our bodies to how to dispose of our trash.  A quick search for The Rules landed me on the august document “FEDERAL ELECTION CAMPAIGN LAWS Compiled By THE FEDERAL ELECTION COMMISSION.”  Capital letters, indeed.  TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY NINE pages of prime USDA Legaleze.

A person of quite average intelligence and objectivity who pays regular attention to American politics can plainly see that the acres of pages of semantic fine tuning that accompany legislation-read-that-law are the breeding ground of Exceptions To The Rule. Surplus Legal Hairsplitting = Deficit Honorable Intent.  Always.

An excerpt FROM PAGE ONE HUNDRED of the document makes it clear as mud that David, The Downtrodden, Third Parties and The Little Guy can make the case that purposeful obfuscation and impediment perpetuate the two-party stranglehold on American politics AND COMMERCE.  Auto asphyxiation, decidedly minus erotica.

(c) Minor and new parties.

In order to be eligible to receive any payments under section 9006, the candidates of a minor or new party in a presidential election shall certify to the Commission under penalty of perjury, that— 

(1) such candidates and their authorized committees will not incur qualified campaign expenses in excess of the aggregate payments to which the eligible candidates of a major party are entitled under section 9004, and 

(2) such candidates and their authorized committees will accept and expend or retain contributions to defray qualified campaign expenses only to the extent that the qualified campaign expenses incurred by such candidates and their authorized committees certified to under paragraph (1) exceed the aggregate payments received by such candidates out of the fund pursuant to section 9006. 

Such certification shall be made within such time prior to the day of the presidential election as the Commission shall prescribe by rules or regulations. 

http://www.fec.gov/law/feca/feca.pdf 

Very literally, rules are made to be broken in America . . . it is the genesis and the lifeblood of Big Law.  Only because the  people who are out of power are not so different from people who are in power as it is emotionally convenient for the out-of-power people to suppose, I am awed to think what the People might pull off with a Good Economic Advisor and a Good Attorney.  Good and bad.

What’s John Edwards up to, I wonder, since HIS tarring and feathering?  The process ITSELF must be challenged, not joined.  Joining IS the perpetuation.

If communal donations and short-term investment could be maneuvered around bends in the law, there would still be the matter of checking egos at the door.  A stretch for politicians, to be sure.  A stretch also for Big Money, in my experience.

I don’t know the answer beyond knowing that the same ineffective solution to the same abiding problem is NOT the answer.  The same ineffective solution to the same abiding problem is bollocks — either magical thinking or mercenary thinking.  This much I DO know.  I will deride ALL candidates who give the open-ended high-flying SEND MORE MONEY pyramid another whirl.  Think scathing political satire.  I will spend money to expose candidates before I will send money to elevate candidates.

Or not.  Why bother?  If we would be so pedestrian as to let history be a guide, we would see that in the collapsing-empire-every-man-for-himself paradigm, what follows on the heels of rapacious taxation and strong-arm compliance is Brain Drain.  ”I don’t give a shit anymore” is not without its own awesomeness.  Unless you’re gettin’ paid for it, politics is no way to spend a life.  A person might just as well say they are “into” sado-masochism as say they “into politics.”

Which brings me full circle to throwing two more cents in the DON’T RUN pile.  A slate of in-your-face, balls-to-the-wall, no-nonsense, straight-talking, get-er-done types . . . people with little to lose and lots to gain . . . I’m tellin’ ya, Americans LOVE underdogs.  ESPECIALLY in Hard Times.   The Little Engine That Could.  Adam Kokesh.   

By contrast, Americans love to loathe the top of the heap . . . build ‘em up just to let ‘em down, I think there was a song about that brand of crazy-making.  Yours is the opposite story, little to win and lots to lose while being an easier target.  A side of aggravation to go with your disappointment? 

As it happens, I don’t know you to care about you beyond perfunctory, and I confess intermittent, Goodwill toward all. If my thinking is wrong, let’s just say it wouldn’t be the first time.  Definitely, take everything I say with a grain of salt — perhaps on the rim of a slushy margarita while pot smokers languish in prison — consider the source, there’s no accounting for taste, that’s what makes horse races, to each his own, do what you think is best, today is the first day of the rest of our lives, may the best man win.

Alpha Bits, Not Bits Of Alpha

May 31st, 2009

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To the untrained eye – untrained in weaponry and untrained in politics, and unclear whether there is meaningful difference between Force and Compulsion – it seems that the American love affair with Alphabet Agencies belies laziness and cowardice.  Avoidance scheme after regulation scheme after taxation scheme after welfare scheme are dolled up with coy acronyms that we adopt with the same alacrity as if they were babies left on church steps.  We adopt them and then we raise them, feeding them and nurturing them like beloved children who we fantasize will take care of us in our old age. 


If we adopt enough of them and if we beef them up sufficiently, they will right all the wrongs that are “more complicated than we realize.”  All the illogical and unjust it-is-what-it-is’s will be magically eradicated by Alphabet Agencies.

 

Joan Didion wrote a book about her experience of Grief at the death of her longtime and dearly beloved husband, “The Year of Magical Thinking.”  Wikipedia sums up the concept of Magical Thinking thusly and rightly, “thinking that if a person hopes for something enough or performs the right actions that an unavoidable event can be averted.”

 

Magical Thinking is running rampant in America, and no amount of evidence seems adequate to insinuate Reason back into analysis.  We MUST have those bailouts to avert disaster, we CAN’T let automakers go bankrupt.  Brief months later, Bailout Bonanza Bucks have been shoveled at automakers and GM/Chrysler is going into bankruptcy.

 

No one even looks back as far as last fall – um, er, weren’t the bailout bucks spent to AVOID bankruptcy?  So we get both?  Bankruptcy AND Bailout Bonanzas?  From where I sit, in the cheap seats, those Bailout Bucks look suspiciously like Parting Gifts.  I would remind my gullible countrymen that Government never tires of instructing us the hard way, with penalties and prisons, that IGNORANCE IS NOT A DEFENSE.

 

Where did all the bailout bucks go?  How were they spent?  Let us have an accounting, please, or let us dispense with the Government Accounting Office — GAO for short, and for short-sighted.

 

Let us take to task the members of Congress who willfully wasted those bailout bucks over public protest.  House and Senate Committees on Standards of Official Conduct, known simply as Ethics Committees – perhaps because COSOC reminds of Cossack – can also be eliminated.  A child would understand the absurdity of people policing and reprimanding themselves.  I would remind my gullible countrymen that Tom DeLay was censured THREE TIMES prior to his actual fall from grace.  And HAS he fallen from grace, or does he still opine politically with MSM reception? 


I sense that taxpaying citizens would be willing to volunteer their services to an independent watchdog agency – WE THE PEOPLE can ride herd on our representatives, rounding up stragglers and shooting in the head those who are too corrupted to continue. They shoot horses, don’t they?  Yep, also horse thieves.

 

People Protecting People from Politicians, the PPPP, will be a watershed for New & Improved alphabet agencies including but not limited to:

 

VOTING:  Vote Out The Incumbents Now, Goofballs 

Self-explanatory.  It is hoped that addressing American citizens as Goofballs, which is more playful and endearing than Sheeple or Morons, will open their eyes to the ridiculousness of sending the same bastards back to Congress again and again.

 

IINIINN:  Is It Necessary, Is It Necessary Now? 

This will serve as the litmus test for Congressional spending.  In conversation and debate, articulating the actual name is more efficient than pronunciation of the acronym.  But the acronym will be a tremendous time and space saver on the many many many many many pages that Legislators require to formulate a bill.

 

 HUNHO:  Hand Up, Not Hand Out 

This agency is devoted to dismantling here-ya-go Welfare by stipulating that no one gets something for nothing.  At the lowest end, where the paupers and homeless dwell virtually, they shall be required to keep clean one designated area.  With brooms made of twigs, like they do in Mexico.  They will develop pride – not of ownership, but of guardianship.  Because crime will rise with worsening economic conditions and also because Crime Pays In America, vagabonds-turned-fixtures and beggars-turned-cleaners will be able to assist both Law Enforcement AND Crooks in their appointed rounds.  They can first alert Crooks to alarm systems and absences, and then they can alert Police to the Crooks.  It’s a Win-Win, we love those.

 

PINAS:  Printing Is Not A Solution

Dedicated to reversing the outrageous trend of casually printing however much money is required to float the spending boat, the acronym’s resemblance to PENIS emphasizes that the political and commercial ne’er-do-wells who have resorted to this flimflam are, indeed, pricks.

 

ETA:  Execute Traitors Always

Recycling the acronym for Estimated Time of Arrival speaks to Green, and is expected to soften the harsh but necessary edge of Capital Punishment.

 

 MU:  Man Up

More of a sentiment than an agency, this is spat with contempt at those who balk at executing Traitors, whilst technically complying with the Minister of Civility’s directive to quit swearing.