The Patriot Post® · Mr. Trump Goes to the UN
Although I would love to have President Trump get the U.S. out of the U.N. and get the U.N. out of the U.S., I enjoyed seeing him at the podium spanking China, Iran, Venezuela and Germany. It was annoying, though, to hear the globalists on TV chastise him for lumping Germany with our enemies. I may throw something if I hear one more idiot insist that Germany is an ally.
Just because it’s been 73 years since we were last at war with them doesn’t make them a friend. They rarely vote with us or with Israel, showing their lack of backbone by generally abstaining, lest they offend one of the many Muslim and Arab states that help make the U.N. the snake pit it is. Which, no doubt, is also the reason they’re so reluctant to join Trump in enforcing sanctions against Iran.
Although Trump evoked laughter from the members of the U.N. after he boasted about his accomplishments, I was frankly amazed that they didn’t run screaming from the hall. That’s what I expected the response to be upon hearing truth spoken from the podium for perhaps the very first time in 70 years.
Although Trump called out Iran as the number one state sponsor of terrorism in the world, he did tickle my funny bone when he said the Ayatollah might be a lovely person. Hassan Rouhani, on the other hand, compared Trump to Hitler. Which didn’t sound very friendly.
But after thinking about it, I recalled how well the Arabs and Muslims got along with the Nazis — and why wouldn’t they, considering how much they had in common, starting with their hatred of Jews? — and I wondered whether Rhouhani was merely returning the compliment.
The last couple of weeks were really depressing, thanks to the Left’s desperate attempt to keep Kavanaugh off the Supreme Court. It didn’t help that the Republican senators showed how miraculous it is that they can stand erect, considering that most of them lack backbones.
The Democrats, of course, came off even worse, with senators like Schumer, Blumenthal and Hirono, who had already announced even before the hearings began that they were voting against Kavanaugh, insisting that they needed to hear what Prof. Ford had to say.
Somebody sent me a cartoon of a Democrat (a person wearing an expensive suit with a donkey’s head sticking out of his shirt collar) saying: “We have new evidence just in from Russia,” while holding aloft a file titled “Kavanaugh Dossier.”
Not to be outdone, late night TV embarrassment Jimmy Kimmel called for Judge Kavanaugh to be castrated. And, of course, his audience greeted that with peals of childish laughter. Oddly enough, it’s not a solution he ever suggested for actual rapists like Bill Cosby, Bill Clinton or Harvey Weinstein.
At least Kimmel would have some idea of the amount of pain in the procedure, having undergone the surgical removal of his sense of humor the day after Donald Trump was elected.
In case you might have missed it, thanks to all the attention being paid Kavanaugh, Bill Cosby, 81, “America’s Favorite Cad” was sentenced to a term of 3-10 years in a Pennsylvania prison.
With all the sexual allegations that have taken place over the past few years, I keep picturing a female hand puppet calling out the male hand under her skirt for sexual harassment.
Rod Rosenstein, who looks like a guy who spent his junior high years being pantsed and being given swirlies in the boy’s john, looks like he’ll soon be joining the other Never-Trumpers at CNN. He claims he was only joking when he said he’d wear a wire in order to entrap Trump, but I doubt if he’d recognize a joke if he tripped over one. What we do know is that the schmuck advised the President to fire James Comey and then used the firing as an excuse to name Robert Mueller Special Counsel to investigate whether the firing amounted to obstruction of justice. And round and round we go.
Some people abhor competition whether it involves classroom grades, athletic events or career advancement.
I happen to think it’s a good thing, so long as it’s fair. If the Soviet Union hadn’t fired Sputnik into space, it’s doubtful if Neil Armstrong would have ever set foot on the Moon.
However, when competition leads to cheating, you wind up with punks like Barry Bonds, Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa (oddly, all with double initials) not only erasing the legendary names of Babe Ruth, Roger Maris and Ted Williams, from the record books, but allowing their teams to win games they would have otherwise lost. Worst of all, their home run competition led their fans in San Francisco, Oakland, and Chicago to cheer for players they knew, or at least strongly suspected, were cheating.
When it comes to the world market, competition between China and the U.S. should lead to technological advances, but when one of the two engages in various forms of skullduggery, including industrial espionage, bribery and currency manipulation, you can only be grateful that we have a guy in the White House willing to call them on it and throw a penalty flag in the form of a tariff war.
Trump, to his credit, has also cut down on the number and length of student visas granted to the Chinese.
The sorriest aspect of this particular competition is that millions of American shoppers, in order to save a few pennies, line up at Target and Walmart to buy up all the crap China sends us, which is everything from shoddy clothing to toxic pet food.
I confess I wish that President Trump didn’t boast quite so much, although, unlike his four immediate predecessors, he has a great deal to boast about.
I also wish he would stop trying to woo the NY Times.
I’ve lost track of how often he’s gone calling at 242 W. 41st Street, bearing candy and flowers, only to have the Times toss his gifts back in his face.
It’s bad enough that Trump looks like a chump when he keeps proposing marriage to the town slut, but then, when she inevitably scorns his advances, his protestations about fake news come across like sour grapes.
Bob Hunt sent me a picture of Hillary Clinton channeling Richard Nixon, insisting: “I am not a crook. I’m an undocumented felon.”
Because the Democrats have behaved so abominably in their attempt to keep Kavanaugh off the Court, the lies might appear to have hit a new low in our society.
But people have been lying about one thing or another for decades.
For instance, those who hate the cigarette industry have been goosing the number of tobacco-related fatalities for decades. If someone such as myself, who hasn’t smoked a cigarette since 1974, dies tomorrow of anything, including being hit by a bus, interested parties will add my demise to tobacco’s death toll.
It was this way when the AIDS epidemic was going strong in the 80’s. Those who wanted every medical research dollar going to find a cure for cancer, diabetes and Alzheimer’s diverted to AIDS research, promoted the lie that it was a heterosexual disease. It wasn’t. The only heterosexuals who contracted it were those who shared heroin needles, fell victim to a tainted blood supply or females who unfortunately had sexual relations with bi-sexual males.
We would all be a lot better off if everyone, and not just politicians and journalists, stopped lying.
I’ll let Art Hershey have the last word. He reports that a Coca Cola salesman came back depressed from a sales trip to Israel. When the sales manager asked him what had gone wrong, the salesman explained that because he didn’t speak Hebrew, he decided he’d use a series of three pictures to sell his product.
In the first picture, he explained, he showed a man lying in the desert, suffering from heat and exhaustion. In the second picture, he showed the man guzzling a Coca-Cola. In the third picture, the man is totally refreshed and jogging merrily across the sand.
“That sounds great. So, what was the problem?”
“The problem is that nobody told me they read from right to left.”