Russia Isn't the Problem
There are a lot of awful things you can say about Russia, but blaming them for tampering with our elections isn’t one of them. I’m not saying they don’t try, but every major nation does what it can to sway the elections of other nations. After all, the United States has to deal with those other nations, so why wouldn’t we wish to help elect those leaders who seem the most susceptible to our many charms?
Of course, when the U.S. has the wrong person in the White House, it comes as no surprise that he might favor the wrong candidate in a foreign election, as when Obama sent political operatives and a lot of money to Israel in order to help defeat Bibi Netanyahu in his last election. Fortunately, Obama failed over there, just as he failed over here to defeat Donald Trump.
The folks who are tampering with our elections aren’t foreigners, it’s the Democrats. That’s why you see so many left-wing governors refusing to share data with the agency in Washington trying to ferret out voter fraud.
You notice that liberals universally oppose photo IDs, insisting it’s just a way for Republicans to decrease voter participation by blacks, although they never bother explaining why people who require those very same IDs in order to buy booze and cigarettes, to get on an airplane, to drive a car, to cash a check, to enter a courtroom or even to attend an Obama speech, somehow can’t come up with one on Election Day.
You can’t even get a Democrat to acknowledge that voter fraud exists. This, in spite of the fact that according to the Census Bureau, in the last presidential election, registered voters out-numbered the number of people over the age of 18 in 11 California counties. The percentages ranged from 102% in Imperial, Lassen and Stanislaus, counties to 138% in San Diego.
Those might be lowball figures, however, because where the Census Bureau claimed the number in L.A. county was 112%, Judicial Watch found the number to be 144%.
All this in a state where voter turnout tends to be in the 40%-60% range, depending on whether it’s a year with the presidency up for grabs. In spite of that, it seems that some people love to vote so much that, like in those old potato chip commercials, they just can’t stop after one.
It certainly doesn’t help the electoral process that in California, ballots are printed in over 40 languages. Are we really expected to believe that people who can’t even figure out how to fill out a ballot in English can be expected to be up to speed on the candidates and the issues?
All you’d probably need to know is that the NAACP, the ACLU and other George Soros-funded left-wing groups are fighting the government over its attempt to collect data related to voter fraud.
If you were watching Tucker Carlson last week, you might have seen Abby Johnson, the former director of Houston’s Planned Parenthood clinic.
Having experienced a religious epiphany, she admitted that the group doesn’t offer mammograms or prenatal care or “a lot of other things they say they do.”
She did admit that each facility has a monthly quota of abortions as dictated by the national headquarters that they’re expected to perform. She also confessed that they sell fetuses for $200-a-piece. She added that in what passes for gallows humor at the facilities, they refer to the refrigerator where the baby parts are stored as the nursery.
There truly are monsters in our midst.
I, for one, have gotten sick and tired of seeing the various mayors of sanctuary cities preening for the cameras, insisting they won’t buckle to the federal government in spite of funds being held back. It is the basest form of political posturing by the likes of ric Garcetti, Rahm Emanuel and Bill De Blasio, because the funds constitute chump change. In Chicago, a city with a billion-dollar budget, they stand to lose three million dollars; San Francisco, just a few hundred thousand.
If Trump and Jeff Sessions wanted to get the attention of these showboating punks, they would have federal marshals arrest them for failing to uphold federal law. Watching Emanuel and De Blasio doing the perp walk would constitute must-see TV.
With all the talk about the opioid epidemic, it seems to me that we are coupling those who have become addicted through no fault of their own with the millions of heroin users who have always sought their salvation at the end of a hypodermic needle.
We have heard doctors and the pharmaceutical companies blamed for those who get hooked because they had undergone surgery and needed relief from the pain. But when it comes to a solution, I haven’t heard a word. Why is nobody suggesting hypnotism? We have all seen demonstrations where the subject has a needle stuck through his hand without feeling even the slightest discomfort. It seems to me that if just prior to undergoing an operation, a trained hypnotist planted the suggestion that the patient would come through the procedure pain-free, it would at least be worth a try.
We Republicans should always remember that not every useless piece of sludge in Washington has a (D) after his or her name. Consider Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell. He took such umbrage at President Trump’s voicing his displeasure with Congress, he dismissed the comments, stating that Trump was an outsider who was unfamiliar with the way that the legislative process works, accusing Trump of having “excessive expectations.”
What McConnell should have said was that as an outsider, Trump was suffering from the delusion that the legislative process works at all. At least when the Republicans are in charge.
Besides, it was McConnell who announced back in January that ObamaCare would be repealed and replaced within the first 200 days of the Trump administration. But the fatuous gasbag couldn’t even get 50 of 52 GOP senators to back the president. To be fair, though, Lisa Murkowski, Susan Collins and John McCain, are about as Republican as Schumer, Durbin and Feinstein.
I like Donald Trump. I even like listening to his speeches to large crowds where, standing at the podium, he feeds off the energy of his most ardent supporters. But he really needs to do something about the things he says when he’s sitting down. I mean, an erect President Trump would not have said, by way of warning to Kim Jong-un, that North Korea would face “fire and fury and, frankly, power.” Frankly power? If he had kept on in that vein, I was worried he might have added, “and sticks and stones and, believe me, some really nasty words.”
Something I’d like to get to the bottom of is why every president since Eisenhower plays golf. I have studied the Constitution and haven’t found any mention of it. But perhaps I haven’t looked hard enough. I am aware that lies play a large role in the game, both in the position of the ball on the course and the number of strokes that the players jot down on their score cards, so perhaps I have stumbled on to the secret of its popularity among our chief executives.
Apparently, Mark Zuckerberg is testing the waters for a presidential run in 2020. He will be constitutionally able to toss his hat in the ring, as he’ll finally be 36. But I’m not worried. I don’t think America is looking to elect a socialist worth $70 billion who doesn’t look like he’s even begun to shave. On the other hand, if he paid every American of voting age $400, which he could do, all bets are off.
I found it fascinating that when she was communicating with her aides about the questionable tarmac meeting with Bill Clinton during last year’s campaign, Attorney General Loretta Lynch used a secret email account where she identified herself as Elizabeth Carlyle.
It made me wonder if she fantasizes being English royalty or a stately blonde super model. It might strike you as bizarre, but certainly no more bizarre than imagining that this hack political partisan could have actually been the nation’s top law enforcement officer.
Speaking of political hacks, New York’s Mayor Bill De Blasio, according to the NY Post, has scolded his speech writers for not spelling out difficult words phonetically so he would know how to pronounce them.
He does, of course, have options. One, he could write his own speeches, using the one-syllable words he and his electorate have mastered. Two, he could work on increasing his own limited vocabulary. Or, best of all, he could simply say: “I have de-sigh-did to re-zine.”
Finally, I am here to report that Hillary Clinton is considering becoming an ordained Methodist minister, at least according to her longtime, previously unknown, pastor, Bill Shillady. In his new book, “Strong for a Moment Like This: The Daily Devotions of Hillary Rodham Clinton,” he writes: “Given her depth of knowledge and her experience of caring for people and loving people, she’d make a great pastor. But I expect it would likely be more of a lay position, such as deaconess.”
What the Methodists have ever done to deserve Deaconess Clinton I don’t know, but I intend to look into it, even if Robert Mueller won’t.