I Don’t Know Who You People Are

It’s been the conservative complaint for as long as I can recall:

The GOP Establishment does not listen to the people and only sends up Northeastern, moderate/liberal candidates that lose. That we shouldn’t buck the system and go third party but rather work within it to change it.

That was certainly the impetus behind the Tea Party and there were even a few of them who were incorruptible in the face of Democrat condemnation, MSM smears, a lying President, and a GOP Establishment who hated their guts and actively undermined them.

One of them, even decided to run for President and isn’t doing too bad.

So I’m confused. Was all that complaining just about the base being able to select a moderate Democrat to lose instead of the Establishment?

Now we have a candidate in Ted Cruz who ostensibly tried to play within the system. George W. Bush can hang out with Barack Obama and even have Obama blame him for everything that’s gone tits up in the last 8 years but the only person who he comes out and says he hates is Cruz.

Cruz – the “insider” that no one likes. He’s failed to make deals with the people whose deals have gotten us into this fucking mess.

When the Gang of Eight was within hours of forcing through Amnesty, Cruz and Sessions fought it and won. He filibustered another godawful budget deal where Obama chose to shut down the entire government and erect barricades overnight to keep veterans out of open air memorials and was thrown under the bus by Mitch McConnell and John Boehner. The man won a landmark Second Amendment rights case against all odds. I don’t have the keystrokes to cover all of the conservative stands Ted Cruz has made but to have one of the only bright lights in the last few years be called a pussy and then cheered by thousands of alleged conservatives in New Hampshire.

I don’t know who the fuck would do this. Much less believe it or cheer it. You’re not conservatives and you’re sure as fuck not Christians. Fools is more like it. Trump’s Chumps.

You’ve chosen to believe a liar because you’ve been losers for so long that you want to play yipping lapdog to big barking dog.

The big barking dog with tiny hands and who wears pink lipstick. The one who implies that he’d be planting an anal creampie in his daughter if they weren’t related. I heard that somewhere. I don’t know for certain that he wants to bake a custard pie in her mouth oven. I in no way think he would ever do that and I reprimand anyone who’d suggest that he’d like to make his daughter sign a non-disclosure agreement for being impregnated with his asshole baby. I’m just re-tweeting what I hear.

I’m not some shrinking violet. I’m as pissed as anyone at what has gone on in this country. When Marco “Mister” Roboto repeats his programming about Obama doing this shit to the country on purpose – just because he’s a one trick pony on it doesn’t mean it isn’t true. Obama is fucking this country up on purpose.

And yet, Trump doesn’t think so. He says “he disagrees respectfully” and that Obama is merely “incompetent”.

There’s your fucking pussy. Take a good whiff.

Ugh.

That Coldplay half-time show made my pussy hurt.

Can we maybe not have Diversity and Inclusion hijack every single Super Bowl and slit our good time’s throat on the 50 yard line?

I especially liked the audience member rubbing the rainbow flag cumkerchief in the lead singer’s face.

This is why ISIS hates us.

And Mini Coopers.

Islam Has Been Woven Into The Fabric of Football Since The Beginning

Can we not have a moment’s peace? Is it not enough that North Korea launched a nuclear capable ICBM in advance of the Super Bowl further demonstrating the unmitigated lunacy of the Iranian Nuke deal?

The answer, yet again, is no (via Newsbusters):

Barack Obama will once again be inserting himself into the Super Bowl on Sunday. This time, CBS has chosen Gayle King, a donor, supporter and family friend to Mr. and Mrs. Obama. Considering that King has partied at the White House, viewers of the pre-game show shouldn’t expect tough questions from the CBS This Morning co-host.

Obama has done an interview before each Super Bowl since 2009 and many of them have included softballs. But none of the previous journalists have been such ardent and open supporters of the President and Mrs. Obama.

Priorities. Many of us would like to finally found out what his favorite kind of ice cream is or what he thinks makes him so great.

I’d like to ask Gayle how many licks it takes to get to the center of Oprah’s twat just for scientific purposes. That question would certainly have more meat to it than whatever ego-stroking, legacy writing hagiography that King plans on donating through the most prized broadcast real estate.

Perhaps we’ll be treated to the telegraphed “Looking back, what’s your greatest disappointment?” softball that invariably ends in “I wish we could have worked together more” as if he did not play the leading part in creating the acrid atmosphere for eight years or “I could have tried harder to explain myself to you morons”.

Regardless, we can’t have a Super Bowl without Mooch the Beard and the Big Me, Me, Me, I, I, I, Mine, Mine, Mine taking a big dump on the country before kickoff.

Now put down those hot wings and pick up some kale chips. You’e got a lot of Let’s Movin’ to do. Gather ’round little churrens so we can find out about how Muslims were woven into the fabric of American football since the very beginning. That “pigskins” were banned after Muslims invented vulcanized rubber.

When Hank Stram and Vince Lombardi would quote inspirational suras before each game and when the adhans were broadcast from the minarets of the Los Angeles Coliseum.

And So It Begins / Ends

I can tell you how long I have been waiting for this day. The day it became apparent that John McCain was going to limp dick his way to the Republican Party nomination. The day another Democrat-Lite lied to Americans about being conservative who was offered up as a sacrifice to a full-blooded Democommie Socialist who lied to the country about being a Hate America radical.

And I’m done with all that. I don’t have a political party and we should all be beyond that. There is only one thing that matters now and that is salvaging this country from the assured destruction of one more socialist administration.

The debt is such that the often promised but never delivered brakes of insincere budget cuts are not going to stop this train from careening off the rails.

There is only one man in this race who has The Will To Fight against this fraudulent system that is going to collapse under the weight of its own corruption. To fight against the Constitutional Atrophy that is simultaneously squandering the greatest gift to humanity in recorded history. The second greatest gift if you’re a Christian.

I don’t even have to say the name of who I support. By that definition, you already know who it is. This country is already too far gone for us to suffer through four years of a lesser candidate.

So it begins in Iowa tonight. The start of the end of one of the most disastrous periods in U.S. History. The end of the historic first – America electing its first Anti-American President. And with him gone, it is time to start settling the scores by ejecting his lackeys from the permanent bureaucracy. There is only one candidate keeping score against the Leftists.

The rest are just running for office.

Lecturing The Wrong People About Tolerance

Is everyone ready for their annual lecture about how they’ve let Obama down but it’s not too late to repent and quit being so unpatriotic? That Is Not Who We Are(tm) as a country! Those Are Not Our Values (c).

In an effort to check off every possible box on the victim grievance scale, Obama has invited the gay boyfriend of one of the men murdered by the San Bernardino islamic terrorists to sit with the Mooch in the balcony at the State of the Union address. This will not be to rally people against the murderous Muslim ideology. It will not be about demanding a change in the Islamic community to embrace tolerance of other religions and other lifestyles.

It will be to lecture decent Americans, who committed no crime, that it’s not too late to love your neighbor and pass some “common sense” Executive Orders:

Touched by the kindness of Muslim neighbors after his boyfriend was killed in the San Bernardino terrorist attack last month, Ryan Reyes became an unplanned spokesman against religious intolerance.

On Tuesday he’ll take his message to Washington, where he’ll sit in the balcony at the State of the Union address, a guest of President Obama.

For Reyes, it will be a moment with potential for healing — for himself and, he hopes, the country.

“If we ostracize people, they can’t help us,” Reyes said in an interview with The Times. “If we embrace, we can all help each other. I’m hoping this can unify us as a nation.”

If “we ostracize people, they can’t help us” what?

Who is doing the ostracizing?

Muslims attacked a Christmas holiday party. The Muslims are not the victims here. The people they killed are the victims.

But at least now we know why Obama stopped off in San Bernardino for a whole three hours before another luxurious, two-week, multi-million dollar Hawaiian vacation. It wasn’t to console the victims’ families or to promise to shutter and prosecute the mosques that radicalized at least one homegrown terrorist.

It was to pick out a pro-gun control, protected minority status tool to pimp his political agenda.

Rather, in his final national address on the state of the country, the president plans to exhort Americans to embrace an optimistic view of themselves and the nation in 2016 and beyond his presidency.

Part of the message, aides say, is about uniting Americans and working to realize their shared potential.

A) Bullshit. Obama is incapable of letting the smallest occasion pass without interjecting his far Left ideology into it much less a national audience with his political enemies in forced attendance. B) So, in other words, Jimmy Carter’s “Crisis of Confidence” speech.

Then, as mourners gathered for a memorial service a few days after the attack, four bearded men in tunics appeared on the sidewalk, Reyes recalled.

The men were leaders in the local Islamic community. One was a member of the mosque attended by the San Bernardino shooters.

Reyes told them about his relationship with Kaufman. During a quiet conversation on the perimeter of the crowd, he accepted their gifts of flowers and tearful condolences.

“I was so moved,” Reyes said. “They risked their own personal safety to come and pay their respects. It really meant a lot to me.”

So, the fellow mosque members of the murderers came to survey the damage but it is *they* were the ones who “risked their own personal safety”.

They would throw Reyes off the highest building within the hour if the could get away with it. But they risked their lives.

From who exactly? Who is going around killing Muslims in the US so much that they fear for their lives?

So nice recovery, Mr. Reyes. I guess you’ve got to suck somebody else’s dick now. Might as we be that of the people who killed your partner before his body got cold so you can lecture the people who didn’t kill him about tolerance and civility.

That is life and death in Obama Bizarro-world these days.

Merry Christmas

For those of you hanging around here instead of spending valuable holiday time with family and friends, Merry Christmas from all both of us at Six Meat Buffet.

BMac has been bringing it while I tend to the real world and try to ignore politics altogether. Between Trump’s (admittedly entertaining) pandering to the lowest common denominator and Ryan’s final betrayal of what used to pass for an “opposition” party, one must ask the question, “why bother?”

My recommendation is to sit down with a quality whiskey, if you’re a believer, celebrate the birth of Christ, and start stockpiling food, fuel and ammo while you still can. And try and relax, it will all be over soon enough.

Merry Christmas!

We Already Have A Religious Litmus Test To Come To The U.S.

There is a tactic being floated around that Donald Trump’s reasonable comments regarding a temporary moratorium on Muslims from certain countries as being used as a “recruitment tool” for ISIS. It is, of course, nonsense. ISIS is the most well-funded, well-equipped, non-state terrorist group in the history of the world and that is not an exaggeration. They don’t need Donald Trump’s comments to have people sign up. They can write a check or they can cut your head off.

No one is sitting around saying, “Well, I was considering working at the falafel stand or joining ISIS – but those comments from Donald Trump made me think – fuck a fucking falafel stand – la-la-la-la-la-la – Allahu Ackbar!”
No one was thinking about going to earn an honest living this morning but decide instead that trading in kidnapped sex slaves, throwing gays off of buildings, watching their five year old shoot a hostage in the back of the head, or thinking up inventive ways to torture people to death following a forced religion conversion offers a more attractive severance package.

It’s nothing but a smear put forth by John Podesta and his DNC/Soros underwritten appartchiks in the paid leftwing blogosphere.

I don’t particularly care for Donald Trump. But the fact of the matter is that if what you are stating as the reasons to combat Islamic Terrorism isn’t being used as a recruitment tool or locker room material then you are not telling the truth about who they are, what they are doing, or their very real threat to civilization. You’re a Religion of Peacemonger.

And the same muslim “refugees” you want to take in today, are the ones who were throwing Christians off their refugee boat yesterday. In the Victim Hierarchy, to be a Christian in any country in the Middle East is on par with being a Jew in Germany in 1943. The only significant difference is that in Germany it was the state performing a genocide but in today’s Middle East the genocide has been effectively handled by the private sector.

In the ranking of people worthy of being refugees coming to the United States, there is no doubt that anyone other than a Muslim should come first. As we’ve learned since the Bataclan attack in Paris, that only 0.4% of the refugees to the U.S. have been Christians.

While thousands of these so-called refugees become “lost” in our country, the only ones being deported – to their certain deaths I might add – are the Christians who sought asylum here.

So there already is a religious litmus test about who is allowed in and allowed to stay this country. Trump is only wanting to stop the bad ones until they can be vetted which is the opposite of the current policy.

Everyone have a Merry Christmas now, while your children are being taught to worship Allah in the public schools.

People Without Morals Can’t Have Moral Outrage

Brace yourselves. Editorials are coming.

The Pollutico is dropping pamphlets across America overnight. Like Obama notifying ISIS truck drivers that they need to abandon their vehicles before air strikes, Pollutico is letting all you RWNJs know – the New York Times is not happy that you still have 2nd Amendment civil rights after some of their preferred Muzzloid invaders attempted kill several dozen of your fellow citizens.

“It is a moral outrage and a national disgrace that civilians can legally purchase weapons designed specifically to kill people with brutal speed and efficiency. These are weapons of war, barely modified and deliberately marketed as tools of macho vigilantism and even insurrection. America’s elected leaders offer prayers for gun victims and then, callously and without fear of consequence, reject the most basic restrictions on weapons of mass killing, as they did on Thursday. They distract us with arguments about the word terrorism. Let’s be clear: These spree killings are all, in their own ways, acts of terrorism.”

“It is not necessary to debate the peculiar wording of the Second Amendment,” the editorial states. “No right is unlimited and immune from reasonable regulation.”

It’s actually not necessary to debate it at all if you want to be specific. I know we can’t be “distracted” by considering what actually happened and factoring that into the argument as to whether some new law would prevent it from happening again because that would make sense. It also wouldn’t promote the New York Times agenda which is anathema to public safety.

The point is we must act now without thinking while the blood on the floor hasn’t dried yet! Because that worked out so well with the Patriot Act, right?

I hope everyone knows what this means when the New York Times moves its usual far leftwing, communist editorials from the backpage to the frontpage – absolutely nothing. The historical significance of their spitflecked rage relies on the public not knowing that the only previous time they did this was to protest a Republican president from being elected after a racist bigot Democrat president whose name is currently being disappeared from campus buildings by college brownshirts all over the country in the fevered state of their high PC dudgeon.

There is no moral high ground for Pinch Sulzberger, Jr. to take here. When you have no morals, you cannot have moral outrage. With unwavering support, the NYT is steadfast in forcing the citizenry to pay for a holocaust of 30 million unborn murdered by Kermit Gosnells and to sell the parts for human experimentation and profit. So spare us the indignation routine or having the temerity to lecture the rest of us about having a “decency” that you are without.

Just the diminishing returns of an all-too-often leftwing temper tantrum for not being able to rule over the several hundred million people who give zero fucks what you or anyone from atop the ivory tower of the incestuously self-absorbed boroughs of New York thinks.

It’s Not Every Day That You Can Say You Were A Part of History

That’s the title above what was formerly Al Gore’s webcast and what was supposed to be his big night to terrorize and fearmonger the world about non-existent climate change from the Eiffel Tower tonight.

*It’s Not Every Day That You Can Say You Were A Part of History*

and above that “The World Is Watching”

They are aren’t they? But will they have the guts to call what they are seeing out for what it is?

So far, CBS Evening News has assiduously avoided saying the words “Muslim”, “Islamic”, “Islamic Terrorism”, “Radical Islam”, or any descriptions of the attackers who launched coordinated attacks across Paris tonight.

Once again, we can safely assume that Amish motorcycle gangs and roving bands of Catholic nuns in matching bowling shirts are burning Western Civilization to the ground.

Coming to a street in America near you in the immediate future thanks to the Moses of Muslims – one Barack Hussein Al-Obama. And who just took credit and declared “Mission Accomplished” for “containing” ISIS ISIL this morning.

Clearly, some bad apples are trying to give The Religion of Peace ™ a bad rap. Not that the media won’t do everything it can to prevent that from happening.

Current count: Over 60 dead. 140+ dead. Approximately 100 hostages are reportedly being executed one-by-one inside the Bataclan Theatre where the American band “The Eagles of Death Metal” were reportedly six songs in to playing a sold out show.

Al Gore’s feed simply reads that the climate terror feed has been suspended out of respect for something else that is apparently going on. Whatever it is.

Also, that “Our thoughts are with all those who are affected and the entire nation”. Again, for whatever is going on.

Noticeably absent – their “Prayers” since they don’t have any. And “affected” by what exactly?

Currently, 60 people have been permanently affected by at least 7 explosions throughout the entire city as martial law has been declared for the first time since 1944.

Looks like you did get to be a part of history after all whether you want to or not. And not that you’re going to learn anything from it.

Related: Yesterday, The University of Minnesota rejected a measure to have college campuses hold annual 9/11 Remembrances because it violates “safe spaces” and probably causes racism against Islam which isn’t a race.

It’s like they said after 9/11 – Never Forget Remember! Or like Todd Beamer said on Flight 93, “Let‘s Roll It Go!”

No matter how many innocent people Muslims kill, Muslims always seem to be hardest hit after these episodes. Why do bad things always happen to such a peace loving people this way?

Further: St. Vincent’s Paris Is Burning.

SixMeat Movie Review: Spectre

This is your only spoiler alert. I’m giving away the movie. Don’t read beyond this sentence unless you want your disappointment in this movie to be a surprise.

Not as bad as Quantum of Solace by a frog’s nose. But I hated Quantum of Solace as much as Obama hates gainfully employed Americans.

It had all of the elements you’d expect. Explosions, car chases, hot chicks, bad guys, etc. but there just wasn’t that much caring as to why. Couple this with completely over the top action sequences with no consequence to your characters at all for being involved in them.

Monica Belluci was essentially a throw away character for Craig to play a latter day John Kerry by trolling her at her husband’s funeral before screwing his way to the Heinz family fortune, excuse me, the clue to finding the infamous criminal organization known as SPECTRE. After the screw, she’s never seen again and that’s the first 20 minutes of the movie. Thus neutralizing her criminal enterprise known as GILF.

After scaring up a clue from Belluci by wiggling her out of her control top pantyhose, Bond finds the daughter of a recently deceased Mr. White who is able to relate the clue is a place and not a person. Without so much as booking a flight on Travelocity, they are at the hotel within a day and in the exact room where White’s daughter said they always stayed.

Bond tears the room apart and finds nothing. After sleeping into the night, he’s awoken by a mouse who runs into a crack in the wall. By Tom and Jerry, he’s found it! And immediately tears down a wall to find a hidden room with shit tons of goodies in it that leads him to all the bad guys right before their annual convention.

Bond then infiltrates the hall where all of the bad guys are talking about their business like most criminals do – by referring to everything they are doing as illegal (i.e., Our counterfeit drug ring is doing quite well!, We’ve successfully shutdown the Keystone Pipeline, We’ve forced a number of Arizona gun shops to sell automatic weapons to Mexican drug cartels, and we’ve negotiated given Iran a nuclear weapon, etc.).

But! The head guy knows James Bond is in the hall yet no one thinks to put a boot on his fucking car or have anyone stop him before he can get back to it. SPECTRE is creating a monolithic security apparatus that can track everyone’s phone calls like Batman had in The Dark Knight but can’t secure their own parking lot with the security you could find out a Wal-Mart or CVS ten years ago.

In a train car scene, Bond is attacked by the new “Jaws”-like character. There’s punching, attempted stabbings, thrown through walls, face punches, grappling, about knocked unconscious, and all the other rote rigmarole but after the bad guy is fended off – with the help of his new love interest who also takes a backhand to the face that knocks her out – by the next scene neither one of them has a scratch, a bruise, a scar. A nothing.

Bond puts his hand on her’s as they ride to some obscure locale and they both looked like they escaped from a hand modeling commercial.

At least in Casino Royale he had to wash his bloody face off and down four fingers of scotch in the sink before changing his shirt. MI6 must have some kind of extra strength Neosporin but I digress.

Likewise, in a later scene where he is confronted by the reincarnation of Ernst Blofeld from “You Only Live Twice”, Bond has a drill bit put through his jaw and into the tooth/gums of his mouth – along with another into his FUCKING BRAIN – and there is not a drop of blood, a decrease in mental faculties, or pause to maybe get this shit checked out by a doctor.

When the lights dim and everyone turns their cellphones off, I can suspend reality for only so long. Taking drillbits into the brain without much problem is one of them. Those kinds of things can kill zombies but not even slow down this James Bond whose lurching from scene to scene only served to terrorize credulity.

Of course, you’ll be served by the usual “one shot, one kills” in this genre but we are to believe that SPECTRE is the most bad-ass, thought of everything in advance kind of criminal conspiracy that can only hire thugs with the shooting accuracy of a cloned Star Wars stormtrooper. Unlike Craig who will down a moving helicopter, from a moving boat, from more than 100 yards away with nothing but a handgun.

What taut thriller is complete without an infamous ticking clock scene? Well, they’ve got that covered too. Will you save yourself or try to save the girl? Sam Smith already falsettoed to us in the intro song that he was going to “risk it all” so there you go. He was given three minutes this time around. More than enough time to run all around a building, make mean eyes at the retread villain in a helicopter across the way, and find his screaming love interest before asking her to trust him as they jump several stories into a waiting safety net inside of a building. Right place, right time – amirite? Find the screaming woman in what could have possible been a million square foot, 20+ floor building, when she has a gag in her mouth. He heard her scream over the helicopter.

Nothing in this mish-mash of jumbledy callbacks and hackery makes any sense.

After much grunting, I can only squeeze out a pitiful two out of a possible five shits for this piece of crap movie SEPTIC, excuse me, SPECTRE.

And it will probably make $100 million dollars this weekend assuming everyone isn’t rushing to see Bryan Cranston breaking Bolshevik in the communist whitewash Trumbo.

WTF, Man?

Is it a contest to see who can outdo Debbie Wasserman-Schultz for the most f****d up haircut before you go on tv these days?

For shit’s sake.

Update: Talk about bad timing. I didn’t mean to hit Trey Gowdy up about his fucked up haircut during the worst week of his life and all. I’m guessing the haircut was the start of his worst week ever?

John Boehner’s Kotex Caucus

There are only a couple of scenarios where a man is allowed to cry in public.

A funeral, your dog dying, while singing the national anthem, and the like.

But crying to a reporter over someone bowing out of a political race? These aren’t grown men as much as they are grown mensies.

This is what killed Glenn Beck’s career. Blubbering like a mentally unhinged basket case over something trivial.

In response to the Establishment GOP’s snail trail of tears on the path to irrelevancy, I invite everyone to send a box of tampons to Peter King, Charles Dent, Boehner, and the rest of these pussies.

If we’re going to stop the bleeding in this Republican Civil War, the RINO establishment is going to need a lot more bandages to plug their specific wound. Period.

The Haunting Of Joe Biden

The Pollutico ran this tragic headline today in consideration of the late, almost-too-incredibly great Beau Biden heroically imploring his stroke victim monkey of a father to bet what’s left of his bananas on a presidential run:

Exclusive: Biden himself leaked word of his son’s dying wish
The vice president is mourning. He’s also calculating.

How many fingers and toes does that take?

I don’t mean to belittle the tragedy of the loss of Joe Biden’s only son.

Wait? Are you telling me Biden has two other kids who are both grown adults?

One who made news for about five minutes after Biden was elected VP after a youtube video surfaced of her riding more rails of cocaine than CSX has, er rails, and another one who Biden pulled strings to get him in the Navy when he was fucking 42 years old and who, this exact time last year, wait for it…..was kicked out of said US Navy for testing positive for cocaine.

Hunter Biden, who is married with three kids, issued a statement Thursday evening through his lawyer, saying: “It was the honor of my life to serve in the US Navy, and I deeply regret and am embarrassed that my actions led to my administrative discharge. I respect the Navy’s decision. With the love and support of my family, I’m moving forward.”

Biden was commissioned in the Navy Reserves in 2012 as an Ensign and was pursuing a public affairs track. He had to get a waiver because of his age at the time of his commissioning.

Way to polish that turd. “It was the honor of my life”. Being dishonorably discharged.

Oh. You didn’t hear about that? No one remembers it? No one remembers the media harping on the Vice President pulling strings to get his deadbeat, cokehead son a spot in the Navy when he was 42 so he could get kicked out for cocaine when he was 44?

This might not be as big a deal if you weren’t, oh…I dunno, the dickhead who claims to have coined the term “Drug Czar” and promoted laws that have destroyed the lives of millions while covering up for your shitstain of a family for doing the exact same thing. Liberals are always so big to shout “Hypocrisy!” except when they’re being the biggest hypocrites of all time.

Listen to Beau, Joe. Using your Sixth – maybe even your Seventh Sense. The one who didn’t get caught doing the cocaine he was he was probably doing.

Something tells me that Beau’s insightful and inspiring communique from before the Great Beyond is the “Heaven Is Real” of the campaign season. Sort of like Roosevelt’s “Fireside Chats” except that the fireside is in Hell.

Future excerpts from The Continuing Adventures of the Ghost of Beau Biden:

Episode 2:
And before he gasped his last breath, he pulled me in close and whispered, “We need to pass sensible gun control laws…everyone’s already onboard. You just have to have the courage to fight the terrorists at the NRA. I would have wanted it that way.”

Episode 3:

Beau: *cough*, *cough*. Dad?!? Dad???? Are you still there?
Joe: *sniffs* I’m still here, son. I’ll always be here.
Beau: I know, Dad. You’ve always been there for me.
Joe: I know I have.
Beau: One more thing.
Joe: Anything, son. Just name it.
Beau: *cough* It’s important that newspapers and tv shows quit allowing climate denialists equal time on the air. *cough*

Episode 4:

Joe: Hey, Nurse Ratchet. Bring that sweet ass back in here. Your titties make me want to stand on my hind legs and beg for buttermilk.
Beau: Dad??? Are you still with me??
Joe: Of course, son.
Beau: Hold my hand.
Joe: *rubs his upper thigh*
Beau: I don’t have much time.
Joe: You’ve got to hold on, son.
Beau: I had a vision. A premonition.
Joe: Are you sure you didn’t get into Hunter and Ashley’s cocaine again?
Beau: No. They hid it from me. *cough*, *cough*
Joe: What is it, son?
Beau: Like some ancient mystic, I saw the night sky littered with stars. As I panned down, I saw a teepee and a signal issuing from the embers of an eternal fire…
Joe: You always did have the soul of a poet.
Beau: Then, Elizabeth Warren came out of the teepee with a 21 point plan to tackle income inequality. Go with her, Dad. Be with her.
Joe: I won’t let you down, son!
Joe: *abruptly jumps up and his foot trips over the life support cord before he runs out of the room*
Joe: Stops at the first vending machine he sees and starts digging through his pocket for a dollar to buy some Skittles.

Aching Mangina Vows To Capitalize On Girlfriend’s Death

And as I bury my sacred sorrow, dick deep as it were, in as much grief pussy as People Magazine can throw my way – I want you to know that your death has not been in vain:

The TV anchor boyfriend of the late broadcast journalist Alison Parker, who was slain Aug. 26 on live TV alongside her cameraman, has vowed to honor her memory by covering issues of gun violence and mental illness.

Anything, he says, to spare another family.

“I pledged to her father,” Chris Hurst, the 28-year-old evening anchor at WDBJ, tells PEOPLE. “Her father wants me to help him do whatever it takes to make sure not one more family has to go through this kind of unspeakable violence.”

Too soon? It’s never soon enough. Obama was out clamoring for gun control before Flanagan shot himself. Mr. Hurst claims some special knowledge from reporting on “mental illness issues” but his next stop is at an anti-gun violence rally with Parker’s father.

Parker and Ward were not killed by “gun violence”. They were killed by a gay escort who badgered and recorded everyone who had the misfortune to work with him because he kept getting affirmative actioned into news jobs. Once Hurst, and others like him, became uncomfortable working with a strong black man, they reported him to HR and got him fired.

If we are to believe that there is institutionalized racism, then you and the actions of others like you brought this on yourselves – did it not?

“If that means talking about gun reform to reduce gun violence, or if that means talking about increasing access to mental health care and trying to figure out [how] those who have an illness get the care they need,” he says, “we will do whatever it takes.”

“Whatever it takes” apparently does not include acknowledging reality.

Does “whatever it takes” include releasing Flanagan’s manifesto, that ABC (an alleged news organization) continues to hold hostage, and is preventing us from learning the warning signs of his mental illness that led to this senseless gun violence That We May Never Know The Reasons Why(tm)?

Is it declaring paranoid delusions of being victimized by institutionalized racism a mental illness? I could get behind that.

Just kidding. ABC, Hurst, and Parker’s father don’t want the truth to come out of what Flanagan wrote because then they can’t politicize Amanda Parker’s death – which is all they really care about. It was all worth it to them if it suits their political agenda.

“One was something about ‘swinging’ by some place; the other was out in the ‘field,’?” said the Jan. 21 report by assistant news director Greg Baldwin, which refers to Parker as Alison Bailey (her middle name).
Parker was never disciplined over the remarks, but Flanagan never forgot them.
Hours after gunning her and Adam Ward down during their broadcast Wednesday, Flanagan revealed in tweets that the comments were still fresh in his mind.
“Alison made racist comments,” Flanagan posted while he was on the run from cops.
“They hired her after that??”
he wrote.

They hired that white bitch after she said she was going to “swing” by an address and report from the “field.

Hrm…if only we could figure out why he targeted Parker and Ward. If only some codebreaker at the FBI could decipher what Flanagan really meant when he said the woman he murdered was a racist and that’s why he targeted her.

Sadly, we may never know. /sarc That’s my best Serious News Reporter tone for how all of these stories go. The running joke that “we may never know what motivated someone” even though they wrote down exactly what fucking motivated them and the media and Leftist politicians refuse to acknowledge because it doesn’t fit their prejudices.

Fat, out of work, and spoonfed Black Lives Don’t Matter radicalism from Obama’s prolapsed asshole is what got Hurst’s girlfriend killed.

Seeing as how The Narrative can’t be challenged, we can mark off the depressing shame of being an affirmative action recipient, being homosexual sex workers, or being ultra-sensitive, racial grievance archivists off the list of possible mental health “root causes” that preclude gun ownership.

Remember that the next time you “swing” by your girlfriend’s tombstone or report “from the field” you lying shitbag Leftist. It’s all about “gun violence” and not that people like you in the media teach people like Vester Flanagan that it’s okay to attack or kill white people as an excuse to cover their myriad shortcomings and failings.

So much for grieving in private when there is some self-serving opportunism to gain from it. It’s Grief Porn Bukkake Theater with buckets of wept tears heaved across the faces of Leftist audiences every anniversary of New Town. Now don’t let your crisis go to waste.

You’ll need some of those boohoo photos when you run for office or stand beside the politician at the podium wrapped in your victimhood. Denying the civil rights of the innocent won’t come any other way.

Cat Killing, Gay Escort Obama Voter Kills Two White Liberals In On-Air Hate Crime

Meh. No innocent loss of life here. But, as usual, this means that Preezy DownLow can’t keep his shitstained hands off the throat of a free America. The bodies didn’t even make it to the morgue before he was out pimping for gun control.

He didn’t call the families of the soldiers attacked in Chattanooga. He didn’t even lower the White House flag following the Chattanooga shooting until five days after and being shamed into it.

Had the soldiers who stopped the French train jihadi known wolf on a US train, Obama’s Injustice Department would be prosecuting them for racial/religious profiling. No word on whether they will receive a medal for Courageous Restraint for allowing the jihadi to kill another day or that he remains alive so Ayatollah Obama could exchange him for some future traitor to be named later in another illegal prisoner swap.

But goddamnit, he’s on tv pimping gun control within three hours of his biggest cheerleaders getting attacked by his core constituency and fully prepared to blame anyone but the murderer.

The rote cries of “common sense” gun laws ring hollow unless we can get back to classifying the deviant lifestyle of Vester Flanagan II, aka Bryce Williams, aka RuPaul McCockgoblin as a mental illness.

It’s time to face facts. Like your average Islamonazi, Flanagan was engaged in a war with people who were not at war with him. After being fed a poisonous diet of imagined victimhood by the hand of his president, he took the balls out of his mouth only to accuse others of not giving him special treatment as he made the workplace a living hell for the liberals who repeatedly affirmative actioned him into positions he didn’t deserve or the poor, benighted souls who couldn’t afford to live in a different apartment complex.

Naturally, we have to leave it to the UK Telegraph to to do the job the American media won’t do about this Obama loving murderer. The narrative passed around the US press corps is that “he felt” he was discriminated against so the murders, if not justifiable, are understandable. Likewise, that this was all in response to the South Carolina church shooting even though his suicide note praised the Virginia Tech shooter as “his boy” for his efficacy.

The images of his apartment, as provided by the Telegraph, paint a very different picture. A narcissist with pictures of himself all over the place -hrm, that sounds familiar – including cheesecake, shirtless cowboy photos. A computer with the hard drive ripped out (presumably by the police). On it, they will find remnants of his visits to Salon.com, the Daily Kos, Raw Story, Talking Points Memo, and many similar state-run media aligned communist websites.

Cat urine all over the place and cat shit smeared all over his balcony. Several dozen used votive candles on a bathroom sink from where he would masturbate in a bubble bath to photos of a shirtless Obama in the Hawaiian surf with the help of an arsenal of assault dildos found at the scene after a long night out as a paid escort which was also admitted in his final letter.

His cats were not found at the scene. His suicide note mentioned that he killed some cats in the woods near where he lived so that is likely what happened. They weren’t lions so no outrage there.

Flanagan’s death, coupled with those of the news anchor and her cameraman, means three more guaranteed votes for Democrats for decades to come if there is any silver lining.

There was a “long list of complaints” from other tenants of his apartment complex about how he threatened other men who lived there and often threw cat shit on other people’s balconies.

So, you know, your average NRA member.

What people need to realize is that Flanagan is not an aberration. There are likely millions just like him giving anonymous blowjobs in nightclubs all over the country right now. Waving threatening rainbow flags that should probably be banned. Yesterday, he killed a couple of good liberals he used to work with. Tomorrow, it’ll be another attack on the Family Research Council.

And the solution will always be the same: to disarm and leave innocent people defenseless from the increasingly violent, radicalized deviants who have their minds polluted with non-existent tales of victimhood by their Democrat brainwashers in the media, schools, and Washington.

Post: Here’s a video of a road rage incident last month where Flanagan was likely about to murder a man who called him out for driving like a maniac and stalked him back to his house.

As Flanagan admitted, he was a “powder keg” building up for a long time. But the media will be glad to ignore his well-documented and obviously violent and menacing past to portray him as some sort of innocent creampuff victimized by redneck White America’s love of guns.

And like Baltimore and Ferguson, there is once again blood on Obama’s shitstained hands. But how is tonight any different than any other night with Reggie?

Exit Question: I am dying to know what the people on his Facebook page said. Knowing Leftists like I do, I’m sure a number of them were cheering him on or knew what he was going to do in advance. Has anyone seen his Facebook feed?

How To Obstruct Justice For Dummies

Hitlery Clintard cankled her way up the handicapped accessible ramp for the aged and infirm into the news again today with the revelation that she was not, in fact, the one who wrote the book on obstructing justice.

However, she did purchase a book on better using e-mail so that you didn’t use phrases or practices that might get you into legal hot water for some reason.

Take, for example, Chapter Six: “The Email That Can Land You In Jail.” The chapter includes a section entitled “How to Delete Something So It Stays Deleted.”

What would be some other good topics in Hitlery’s Obstructing Justice For Dummies compendium?

Pull Your Thumb Out Of Your Ass and Stick A Thumbdrive Into Your Hiding Hole

Control Freak – Alt – Delete

Post Guards At The Door Of Your Server Room To Keep Out Hackers

Laundering Campaign Donations Through A Fake Foundation

Faking Brain Injuries To Delay Criminal Investigations

Playing The Old Maid Card, You Crafty Silver Fox

A Cold Fish With A Bicycle Needs A Fake Foundation To Peddle Its Influence

Jimmy Carter Has / Is Cancer

Breakout the sob sisters. Jimmeh Peanut has cancer.

I’m sorry that a lot of people are just hearing about this since, to the casual observer, one could see that Carter has actually been a cancer on this country for over 40 years.

Don’t believe me? Sit through this speech and you’ll beg for a death panel.

In 2008, he metastasized into Hodgkins LymphObama and our nation has been in hospice ever since.

Why pick on the best thing to come out of Georgia since Wayne Williams?

I dunno. Maybe because the LA Times is rather cavalier in telling Carly Fiorina that she should quit mentioning that she beat breast cancer in her campaign.

Very kind of the LA Times’ technically male author to let Fiorina know that she should best STFU about that little tidbit of her life and keep it out of the public eye. We’d hate for anyone running for office to exploit such a tale of perserverance.

It’s not gold digging Wendy Davis slinging her aborted babies by the feet and smashing their skulls on a porcelain sink and pimping pink sneakers to energize the vag vote but beating cancer pales in comparison next to the severe cramping of Wendy Davis’s social life from unwanted pregnancies.

Or, as opposed to someone who rose to the presidency based on two autobiographies before age 45 based mainly on growing up without his drunken, absent daddy to savagely beat him. Boo hoo.

Suggested future Times stories…Dreams of My Father – Shut the Fuck Up already you whining Man Pussy. Nobody cares.

Flaggotry

I’ve heard a lot of people complaining about Obama not lowering the flags to half mast.

To what? Have him volunteer some symbolism of his policies designed to make state side soldiers target practice for his brethren?

Fuck the capitol flags, if you have in your front yard or place of business then you should fly it at half mast and upside down until this Marxist piece of shit is evicted from his government subsidized housing.

This country is in mourning until 2017. And you haven’t seen anything yet.

No One Ever Expects The Transsexual Inquisition!

Don’t ever count on someone who defines their human existence solely by what holes they like to root around in to stop digging when they put themselves into a particularly dark and disturbing one:

After being so frustrated by fact and science-based arguments he resorted to threats of physical violence against Breitbart’s Ben Shapiro Thursday, Friday morning Zoey Tur extended his hateful bullying campaign by publicly agreeing with a tweet that called for Shapiro to be “curb-stomped.”

I expect Inside Edition to unload this hulking tub of guts in a tube top by this afternoon for laying hands on and threatening to assault a co-panelist while acting as a representative of their organization post haste. But then, to double down and offer to pay someone to curb stomp him…I dunno…it doesn’t sound that apologetic to me.

Just kidding! It’s the next Rosa Parks.

Messin’ With Sasquatch

Ben Shapiro is about hilarious. In a panel discussion with a tranny sasquatch about the lack of bravery in Bruce Jenner getting an Espy for denying science and nature, Shapiro evidently did not ever see those Jack’s Beef Jerky commercials about how sasquatches react when they are taunted:

Shapiro asked if the discussion was supposed to be on genetics and asked, “What are your genetics, sir?” Pinsky said to Tur, “I’d stay away from the genetics and back to the brain scans.”

Tur then said to Shapiro, “You cut that out now, or you’ll go home in an ambulance.” Shapiro responded, “That seems mildly inappropriate for a political discussion.” Oduolowu said that, to be fair, Shapiro was being rude, to which Shapiro answered, “I’m sorry, it’s not rude to say that someone who’s biologically a male is a male.” Tur stated, “You just called me a ‘sir.’”

At which point, dude began to act quite unladylike and put his hands about Shapiro’s neck and shoulder along with the threat.

You can only deny science and Nature for so long. Sticking feathers up your ass doesn’t make you a chicken and sticking tampons up your dirty starfish and sliding control top pantyhose over your man handle doesn’t make you Madonna. Man Donna at best.

Trannies are the Al Jolsons of sexuality. Instead of singing “Mammy” in blackface, they just try to be Mammy.

Way to go, Ben. That was quite instructive.

I’d say that video should go viral but assquatch has probably been viral for quite some time.