Ladies and gentlemen of the Iniquitous Gutter Republic, I give you an honest-to-goodness taxpayer-funded print advertisement now running for Obamacare. This is not satire. This is not a joke. I dunno. Maybe since the dead babies didn’t convince you that a tax strike is the very, very, very least that is called for at this point, perhaps this will:
Remember, quarterly tax payments for income generated in the September 1, 2013-December 31, 2013 window will be due on January 15, 2014!
We’re basically just doing one of these per month, now to catch up on current events. We talk about the ObamaCare website intentional failure, the complicity of the Catholic bishops in the ObamaCare fraud, a few different topics. It’s pretty good – for a chick. I acquired a headset with a microphone so the audio quality is greatly improved. I’m still a shrill, shrieking harridan, but I’m a shrill, shrieking harridan with much more low-end bass and less high-end tweet. It helps.
BTW, someone reminded me of the Big Lebowski Dude and how White Russians were referred to as “Caucasians”, so pour yourself up a Caucasian (or four) and enjoy 44 minutes of browbeating. Za Vas!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fE51E5_dXNI
1. A White Russian is one shot of vodka, a half shot of coffee liqueur, and then top off with cream – all over ice in a lowball glass. Do not stir. Be careful with these delicious rascals. They sneak up on you. You don’t feel a thing … until you stand up. And then it’s the Battle of Stalingrad right behind your eyeballs.
2. Thank you once again for your extreme generosity in my estate liquidation project. I am happy to report that yet another Tridentine Mass for my benefactors, supporters and those who pray for me has been locked-in for November 29th at approximately 12:30pm EST. Since only one person can technically “win” each auction, I thought it only right to add “supporters and those who pray for me” to the intention. Our Lord knows exactly who you are, and thus the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass will indeed be offered for your special intention on the 29th. Mark the date!
3. I came across this little poem on vice and thought it extremely apt. The word MIEN (pronounced “meen”) means a person’s appearance or manner.
Vice is a monster of so frightful mien
As to be hated needs but to be seen;
Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face,
We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Do you remember when even the slightest sight of anything having to do with sodomites or lesbians was utterly repulsive to you, engendering even a visceral, physical feeling of repulsion? We have – all of us, to varying degrees – been desentized to it. The Communist infiltrators have done this through the media, and as I have said before, we not only let them do it, but we paid them, on average, $50-$200 PER MONTH to let them do it, and most continue to do so. Endure, pity, then embrace. Indeed.
3. With regard to the counties in Colorado voting to move forward in the process of forming a 51st state, no I’m not impressed. First, the FEDGOV will never, ever approve such a thing because it would dilute the Senate and the two new diluted Senate seats would both be conservative. Not that the legislative branch has any actual power anymore. What a joke. The Legislative Branch is simply a lapdog to the Tyrant Executive, and of zero consequence to the Judiciary, which has usurped the role of authoring legislation for quite some time now. But more importantly, why is forming a new state that still exists inside an Iniquitous Gutter Republic any sort of improvement? This is the working definition of peeing into the wind. Bottom line: When someone starts a movement to SECEDE FROM THE UNION, then and only then will I pay attention. Anything less than that is simply the rearranging of the deck chairs on the Titanic. Anyone with a brain knows that you need to get your butts in a lifeboat and row away from the sinking monstrosity as hard and as fast as you possibly can.
4. And finally, something pretty. While I know that George and Tammy’s relationship was highly, highly disordered, I have always loved this song. An interesting point about Tammy – she kept her beautician’s license current until the very end of her life. She always entertained the possibility that she would need to go “back to work” at some point. At the time it seemed odd, but I think that we can all better appreciate her wisdom and humility on this point now. This is an old Hee-Haw clip. Man, EVERYBODY went on Hee-Haw. Saturday night – 6:00pm. Scenes from a childhood in the last golden days of the United States. Enjoy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qwey1_O2-Eo
Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.
Grrr! D’oh! Argh! Come here! Hey! Now I got ya! BAH! D’OH! ARGH!
Jacob rasslin’ with an angel in Genesis 32. Here is the footnote on the episode from the Douay-Rheims Bible which, I think, clears up the misconceptions about this incident:
This was an angel in human shape, as we learn from Hosea 12: 4. He is called God, ver. 28 and 30, because he represented the person of the Son of God. This wrestling, in which Jacob, assisted by God, was a match for an angel, was so ordered (ver. 28,) that he might learn by this experiment of the divine assistance, that neither Esau, nor any other man, should have power to hurt him.– It was also spiritual, as appeareth by his earnest prayer, urging and at last obtaining the angel’s blessing.
So, two points. The Divine Assistance is EXTREMELY powerful. Rasslin’ an angel to a draw is an unfathomable feat. Second, earnest persistence in prayer is both efficacious and desired by God. Speaking for myself, coming out of a protestant culture of self-reliance to the point of abject pridefulness and being keen to avoid the traditional female stereotypical behavior of talking too much and, most especially, nagging, this episode reminds us that God wants us to both talk to Him and “nag” Him. NOT persistently asking Him for help is bad, prideful business.
Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
Grumpy and stubbly. Team San Carlo. Yay!
Today is the Feast of Saint Charles Borromeo. He was grumpy, and apparently was rocking a five o’clock shadow well before noon. He was a real manly-man. Among countless other awesome achievements, St. Charles went after his confessor when it became clear that the guy was a pervert, and the confessor was, as a result, convicted of “unnatural offenses”. He made many enemies – but the kind of enemies that it is good to have.
St. Charles was a toughguy who saw how incredibly messed up and wicked the world in his day was, and just rolled up his sleeves and FIXED IT. He was a man who got tremendous horsepower to the pavement. He didn’t shrug his shoulders. He didn’t roll his eyes. He just mashed the throttle and went right over the top of anyone who dared slow him down. Sigh. Yeah. We’re a fan.
He also invented Sunday School.
Oh, and he wrote an entire book about the design and construction of churches: Instructiones Fabricae et Supellectilis Ecclesiasticae. The people responsible for all of these hideously, hideously ugly churches today should be beaten mercilessly with a hardcover copy of Instructiones Fabricae et Supellectilis Ecclesiasticae until they repent of their wicked, evil designs and lying proclamation of ugliness as beauty.
And even though he was widely hated by the corruptocrats and perverts, and even though he was a grumpy-puss who consistently wore his frowny-face, the day he died the people took to the streets demanding that he be canonized a saint. (I’m pretty sure there is a lesson in there somewhere….)
St. Carlo, pray for us!!
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Originally penned and posted on January 13, ARSH 2013. Bit o’ language in this one. It is also now permalinked on “The One About…” page.
I caught an interesting factoid while reading a story about Algore selling his Marxist agitprop cable station to Al Jazeera last week. When it was first reported that Gore was selling CurrentTV, it was reported that CurrentTV received cable and satellite licensing revenues of $0.12 per month per subscriber – that is the pinch of incense you people who had CurrentTV included in your cable/sat package were paying to Algore. It mattered not that you never, ever turned CurrentTV on, or even knew that it was included in your package. Your $0.12 per month multiplied together put $80 million per year in cashflows into Algore’s hands in order to spread his evil, satanic filth.
The interesting factoid released last week was that cable/sat licensing revenues comprised 80% of CurrentTV’s revenue, with the other 20% coming from on-air advertising. I did not realize that these channels were THAT budgetarily dependent on the cable/sat fees. I would have thought that advertising revenue was in excess of 50% of their total revenue. I was very, very wrong in that assumption.
The point is, you people are paying for this crap, and they are TOTALLY dependent on your monthly pinches of incense. You and your tacit consent via your continued patronage of the cable/sat market are absolutely, positively, without question the entire driving force behind all of it. If they lose the cable/sat licensing revenues, it’s lights out, right now. The ad revenue is not even close to sufficient to keep them afloat. That’s just the walking around money to them.
How ironic that they are making the lion’s share of their money off of people who never, ever watch their channel, but are too apathetic to withdraw their consent and their dollars. And it isn’t just Algore and CurrentTV. It is MTV and their utterly satanic sewage. It is the “gay” channel. It is Oprah’s neo-pagan cult channel – rotting the brains and souls out of one middle-aged suburban Kathy at a time. It is MSNBC. It is FoxNews and its insidious ploy to dupe people like you into thinking that the Republic is still intact, and that “Republicans” are actually fighting against the Obama regime, and that all of this will be straightened out once we “take back the Senate and maybe even the White House!”, and that the Obama regime is merely an incompetent, left-of-center historical speedbump. Rah! Rah! Yay America! It’s bread and circuses for people like you – people with 20 IQ points on the average “Dancing With the Stars” viewer. O’Reilly, Krauthammer, Kelley, Hannity – none of these people will touch the truth with a ten foot pole, and never will. Because the Truth in days like these leads to toilet scrubbing. “Centrist moderation”, aka lying by both commission and omission, leads to eight-figure annual pay packages. They have made their choice, you must make your choice. I damn sure have made mine.
YOU made this psychopathic monster a nine-figure millionaire. If that doesn’t convince you of the need to TURN THE SHIT OFF, then I just don’t know what to say.
This man is a psychopath and a predator. YOU have made him a nine-figure millionaire. YOU. Because you refuse to cancel your cable/satellite. When I say “Iniquitous Gutter Republic”, I mean it.
Such a coincidence! I found this picture of Artemis/Diana on the FreeRepublic thread about my “Why can’t I keep my insurance?” post below, and just had to chime in. Those round thingies have been mistaken for breasts for centuries, and there even exist fountains made in the Renaissance in which nipples are added and water shoots forth from each “breast”. Thus, this image of Artemis/Diana has been used as an allegory for the welfare state, with “a boob for every suckling welfare piglet”.
Coincidentally, just Saturday I was in a conversation about this very thing, and it turns out that the round thingies that Artemis/Diana has around her neck are NOT boobs.
They are a necklace of the TESTICLES of her slaughtered victims. Remember, Diana is the HUNTRESS.
Isn’t this little bit of allegory perfect? People are drawn to and then snuggle up to Artemis (the welfare state) attracted by the boob-like thingies, thinking that she is going to suckle them with her sweet milk of free s***, and then CHOP! Their testicles are added to her necklace.
Life lesson #8753: You had better learn to tell the difference between boobs and testicles.
Those aren’t boobs, gentlemen.
So a friend gave me a copy of Niccolo Machiavelli’s “The Prince” a while back since I had to give away my library. Thus reads the hand-printed inscription:
Dear Ann,
I think that we can easily suffer the loss of many goods, but never that of a good library – not easily at any rate. Please allow me to make this small contribution. By way of explaining the choice I should add that a horrible human being, by the name of Sun Tzu (had Old Nick [Machiavelli] here known of him, he would have been greatly admired,) wrote: “If you know your enemies and know yourself, you will not be imperiled in a hundred battles.” It is good advice despite of who gives it.
Yes. People see a potentially Machiavellian character in me. This is a legitimate worry. There is nothing more dangerous in this world than an intelligent person who can speak well before large groups, is a natural leader, and who JUST WANTS TO HELP.
C.S. Lewis said it best:
“Of all tyrannies a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive.”
Yup. This is why I have crowned myself Empress of the Calcified Deuce. You may call me “La Deuce”. This is my crest:
And this is me holding my Royal Mace:
Niccolo Machiavelli was a politician (read psychopath rat-bastid) in Florence in the 16th century. “The Prince” was a letter written to the Medici family as a handbook for being rotten, rat-bastid oligarchs without the unwashed masses ever catching on.
DOES THIS SOUND FAMILIAR??
“The Prince” is pretty much the playbook for Jacobin-Marxist-Leninist-Stalinist-Gramsci-Alinsky-Obamaist milieu. If you want to understand how your precious, darling Iniquitous Gutter Republic is being run by psychos in both parties, just read “The Prince”. My favorite bit is the whole “it is probably good to *appear* as if you believe in God because the filthy masses, who could totally hang you from the bridge by your squishy bits at any time, eat that s*** up, but you really shouldn’t because it totally gets in the way of your raping and drinking the blood of everyone and everything you come in contact with” bit.
The point I want to make here comes from chapter 16 of “The Prince”, regarding keeping the unwashed masses mollified by appearing “generous”:
“A prince either spends his own money and that of his subjects, or that of others. In the first case he must be economical; in the second he must not hold back any part of his generosity. For the prince who goes out with his armies and lives by looting, sacking, and ransoms, and who lays hands on the property of others, such generosity is necessary; otherwise he would not be followed by his soldiers.“
Remember, in this context, Machiavelli’s use of the word “generosity” is NOT referring to the sincere application of the virtue of generosity, because, you know, he’s totally being all Machiavellian here. He is cynically talking about giving people free s*** in order to maintain his own wealth and power and not get hung from the bridge by his squishy bits.
For you all still clinging to the Iniquitous Gutter Republic that was America, what has happened for the first time in history is that the Machiavellian strategy of stealing other people’s money in order to give away free s*** and maintain the faux appearance of generosity to the people who could hang you from the bridge by your squishy bits has now reached its ultimate and inevitable evil climax. Instead of stealing horizontally in real time from conquered territories, or even from a numerically small and easily vilified upper class, and then the middle class bogged down to complete inertia by its own material decadence, the “princes” of our day are victimizing a class of people that are totally incapable of resisting or defending themselves against the princes in any way.
Yep. People who haven’t been born yet.
$222 trillion in unfunded U.S. government liabilities, aka “free s***”. $1.5 quadrillion in global derivatives. Debt in quantities that the human mind is incapable of apprehending in anything but the most abstract terms. And the defense barrier against the people from whom this theft is largely occurring is utterly impenetrable. It makes the oceans look like raindrops. It makes the moon seem like the house across the street. Their army can never mount a defense against it. Their munitions can never penetrate it.
Time.
The one and only hope those people have is US. They are at OUR mercy. The only thing that stands between the Prices of our day and their evil heirs, and those people’s slavery is OUR CHARITY – the love of neighbors that will not be born until long after we are dead.
Don’t be Machiavellian. Exercise true virtue for the love of God and for the love of your fellow man – including in the 4th dimension.
Maybe I’ll see you on the bridge. I’ll bring my mace and then you can decide whether I go over the side by my squishy bits or if we walk off the bridge together and go drink a gin and tonic somewhere. No matter what happens, the toilets aren’t going to clean themselves. Just sayin’.
Okay. This all goes to my screaming rants that people are responsible for their government. I’m getting really sick of people acting all indignant and acting like they’re being ambushed by this whole ObamaCare thing.
“Er my gawsh, y’all! My insurance bill just quadrupled. I’m serious you guys!”
Well, no kidding. What in the blue firey blazes did you expect? Let’s see. Insurance is risk pooling. A bunch of people get together and pay a small amount of money into a pool, and then when one of the people has an adverse event happen to them, the frequency of which can be broadly statistically predicted, then the pool pays out to the unlucky person who had the adverse event happen to them.
Now let’s see. From DAY FLIPPING ONE the Obama regime has been saying that mean old insurance companies will not be able to turn away customers with pre-existing conditions – in other words, insurance companies will have to let people JOIN THE RISK POOL … AFTER THE RISK EVENT HAS ALREADY HAPPENED.
Um, yeah. That is the total, complete destruction of the entire insurance paradigm. This isn’t my opinion. This is a mathematical fact … an extremely simple and elementary mathematical fact. If people who have already had the adverse risk event happen to them must be allowed into the risk pool, then it is no longer a risk pool. It is a wealth redistribution scam that victimizes the TOTAL, COMPLETE MORONS who enter and pay into the “pool” without already having had the risk event happen to them.
How can a nation of 330 million people, iniquitous gutter republic though it may be, not understand this? How can a nation of 330 million people have their tyrannical regime tell them in no uncertain terms that the entire insurance paradigm is going to be destroyed by said regime, and then when it happens everyone acts all shocked?
Oh, and then add onto that the fact that ObamaCare requires insurance to cover all kinds of bee-ess “preventative” and “elective” services. Well, if every single person in a risk pool is guaranteed to have a claim because the coverage is no longer for catastrophes, but also for purely non-emergent, elective pseudomedicine and outright quackery, then what do you expect? The “pool” has to collect more than it pays out. Period.
Finally, Karl Denninger broke the news today that most ObamaCare-compliant insurance has wicked in-network restrictions. As in if you receive any healthcare “out of network” you get ZERO coverage – and there is not one word of disclosure of any of this until AFTER you have bought the policy. And “out of network” has gone from generally meaning within a STATE to within a COUNTY, because, you know, competition is BAD or something.
So let’s recap. ObamaCare requires you to pay for slaughtering babies. We have known this for years. It utterly destroys the insurance paradigm by mathematical definition and necessity. We have known this since day one because it is a pure function of logic and math. Doctors and health professionals are retiring and quitting by the thousands. This has been happening for years. Your insurance premiums, which are now “mandatory” according to the state – yes, the state is now dictating to you that you MUST purchase a SERVICE COMMODITY as a condition of LEGALLY WAKING UP BREATHING in the iniquitous gutter republic and steaming satanic cesspit of baby-killing, sodomy and theft formerly known as the united states of america, have now skyrocketed, and you would have to be dumber than a box of hair to not see that coming.
Well, at what point does the inability to think through excruciatingly simple logical progressions and their inevitable consequences become moral culpability? At what point does the tolerance of the utterly irrational call down the thunder upon one’s own head? At what point does shrugging one’s shoulders at the blood-soaked ground beneath one’s own feet and muttering some sissy bee-ess about “not having any choice” become full-blown cooperation?
Right now. Right. Flipping. Now.
ObamaCare is yours now. YOU personally own it, because you refuse to do ANYTHING to stop it, and you have known from day one what it was and thus what it would do.
1. Media strike
2. Tax strike
3. General strike
4. Armed counter-revolution
Step 4 should have happened YEARS ago.
Please note that sitting on your butt and sending emails to all of your friends saying, “Isn’t this awful,” and, “Someone really should do something about this,” isn’t accomplishing anything, and your inaction is emboldening the enemy with each passing day.
Hoist the Battle Standard of Jesus Christ and FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!