Thursday, January 19, 2017

Obama's Determined To Leave A Legacy Of Weakness

On Tuesday President Obama revealed what his final days in office are about, weakness in the name of progressivism, as he made a flurry of activity, including the commuting of the sentence of Chelsea Manning, formerly Army Intelligence Analyst Bradley Manning. Leaving aside the fact that Obama decried vociferously the actions of hackers that revealed internal information about the DNC during this last election, which makes him seem like a hypocrite, it makes him and by extension the office of the presidency look weak.

Saturday, January 14, 2017

The Debt Will Rise

On Hannity last night, at the end of a segment interviewing Trump strategist Kellyanne Conway, Sean said something to the effect of "and they can keep their raising the debt ceiling. We won't need it" when referring to the Republican controlled Congress.

Unfortunately we will. The government’s finances have been so badly mishandled, we will need to go deeper into debt before we can turn things around. That is just the reality of it. Don’t expect Trump to go into office and start the ball rolling on all of these things and not be borrowing money. We have to. We have no choice. It is going to take a couple of years to get to a point where the debt is no longer growing, and several years yet before it might start shrinking. Might.

Sunday, January 8, 2017

Never Let A Crisis Go To Waste: Part Eleventy Hundred

So, while the whole nation is dealing with the shock of seeing a mentally ill veteran go off the rails and commit the first mass shooting of 2017, what are some people on the left doing? Politicizing it, of course.

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

A Medical Miracle

With the new Senate firmly ensconced in the Capitol yesterday, we were able to witness a true marvel in our time:

Harry Reid voluntarily left the Senate, which means that, in an exceedingly rare occurrence, a cancerous tumor excised itself.

Granted his long-winded, self-serving bucket of lies he called a "Farewell Speech" was almost a month ago, but in today's politics. I'm wary of anyone saying they're leaving before the door has actually shut behind him.

Let's hope it hit him in the other eye on the way out.

Monday, January 2, 2017

Framing The Debate

So, unlike a lot of people I am not going to make a traditional new years post. I'm already awesome, so my resolution was to hold the course and continuing my incredibleness in to the new year. Yes my girlfriend thinks I am arrogant, she is right, but apparently I am worth dealing with my ego.

No, what I am going to do is to discuss the political discourse itself. One of the things that is particularly baffling to me even though I have studied and have a thorough understanding of it is the way the framework for discussing politics has, over time, evolved. I'm kind of a contrarian, and definitely anti-authoritarian, so I love to push back against the crowd.

Sunday, January 1, 2017

Resolutions 2017

So, here we are again, a new year, a new chance to start over again, and a new probability that we're going to continue to screw everything up, anyway,

I will start, as always, with a review of my resolutions for 2016: Where I succeeded, where I failed, and where I really effed it up.

Number one was to make noise at dishonest politicians, let them know what I thought. I didn't get blocked by too many on Twitter, but I did send Harry Reid a link to the LDS Gospel Principle page on Honesty a number of times. From all appearances, it doesn't look like he read it even once, but soon it won't matter, as this particular tumor is about to excise itself from the Senate.

Numero two was to rant and rave here a little more, which was a big ol' fail on my part, but I'll try to explain that in my response to number seven.

Numbers three, four and five run together pretty well: I have managed to eliminate almost all unnecessary motion from my life, resulting in a nice weight gain. I'm not quite ready for "My 600-pound Life" yet, but I'm better than 60% of the way there. And I have kept walking, like I said, but with a really low mileage total for the year, about where it was the last few years.

Number six, start procrastinating more, I never did get around to.

Number seven, a better job, is the key to the year. I found a better job (actually, it found me), with better hours, better pay and better benefits (and a better boss), with more time for family and church (which was number eight). I have almost every weekend off, most holidays, and four weeks of vacation a year. The kicker is that I have to/get to spend four nights a week out on the road. I get paid for travel time, and have a meal allowance, but when you spend 730a-5p every day working, then have to find someplace to go for dinner, spend half an hour walking, then get cleaned up before bed, there's little time for pretty much anything else. So I didn't write as much as I wished I could have.

On the plus side, I get to travel. A lot. I've been to Southern California twice, all over northeast Ohio, Detroit (ick) and northern Michigan, as well as the greater Louisville, Kentucky area. and in two weeks, I get to fly to Kansas, which might not sound like a treat in the middle of January, but I will be spending a t least one weekend there, which I will likely spend travelling to the Oklahoma City Memorial, among other things. There's always fun churchy stuff to do, almost everywhere I go.

So, this year ended up better than last year began, which goes to show how much good can come of giving up on life and throwing in the towel. Therefore, I am going to make even more dismal, defeatist resolutions this year, because that seems to be the way it works in my life.

So, without further ado:

1). I resolve to find a way to make NP a bigger part of my schedule on the road. In fact, I will try to research and find the weirdest, most extreme, utterly unelectable democRats in the country, so you can go out and introduce them to your liberal friends, as utter threats to the very existence of the republic. If there's one thing we know, it's that liberals don't understand irony, so perhaps they will continue to nominate freaks and losers like Hillary, and eventually, push the party so far to the left that the Republican party looks reasonable by comparison. Then, the Republicans can be the leftist party  in the country, and we can set up a new, more conservative party. Because let's face it, the Republicans are mostly what the democRats were, when they had some, if not much, reason and accountability.

2). Though I have cleared up most of my back pain through medication and supplements, I still resolve to plant my fat butt right here in my easy chair and do as little as possible, for as long as possible. In fact, this new laptop  is so light and portable that it actually sits nicely on my belly (I'm too fat to reach my lap, frankly) and I can put the keyboard three inches away from my failing eyes and type to my cholesterol-clogged heart's desire.

3). Again, I resolve to keep up my habit of daily walks. Mostly for three reasons: I haven't missed a day since February 2011, not even after surgery for my kidney stones, my dog makes me take her when I;m home, and it's hard to hatch Pokemon eggs without actually putting miles in. Although, if you keep the game open when you drive, it will count the stops and starts when you're in traffic. I hatched a Charmander in heavy traffic on the River Rouge bridge on I-75 south of Detroit.

4).I totally resolve to keep up my weight gain until either I get to be on some television freak show, or my heart gets squished too far and stops. Personally, I think either outcome is equally likely.

5).I resolve to put off procrastinating about my procrastination until I can procrastinate no longer.

6).Having more time to spend with my family has had the totally predictable effect that they are utterly tired of spending more time with me. I therefore resolve to spend even more time with them until they are so sick of me that the sick comes out their ears. Too much of a not so good thing.

7).Had I known that the election of Trump would result in such a backlash of whining, moaning hysteria from the special snowflakes on the left, I would have voted for him in the primary. Heck, I would have put his picture in every window of my house. I therefore resolve to pepper Facebook and Twitter with Reasons Trump is Less Embarrassing than Obama on a regular basis. Then I will drink from the fountain of sweet, sweet liberal tears every day, with gladness and joy in my heart.

8). I resolve to do more churchy stuff. My travel has actually had a positive effect on this. When available, I now have Temple and Taco Tuesday: Two great tastes that taste great together. I've seen some amazing things and met some amazing people, and I'm just getting started. Plus, God blesses me when I think of Him.

Interesting aside: I had a meeting on the 26th of August with some of the regional higher-ups in my church. They have a nice way of keeping tabs on members and trying to help people who need help. So, they knew I'd been looking for a better job for years, and that day, for the first time, we all said a prayer asking for a positive change in my employment status. That Wednesday, the 29th, I got a call from a staffing company about a job I had never applied for, though I had applied in years prior at the actual employer, with no response. By the 16th of September, I was hired, and I started the 3rd of October. They gave me an iPhone, a new vehicle, and 20% more annually than I had anticipated. And I don't pay for ANYTHING on the road: Travel, hotel, meals. All taken care of. And I get to keep the frequent user points for the airlines, hotels and restaurants, so I can get free stuff for my family,

All my nihilism and pessimism aside, prayer WORKS. I strongly suggest it.

9). I resolve to keep my promise that I made to my new boss: To be the employee that, when she asks clients and coworkers how I'm doing, they tell her that she made a great hire, Maybe that's not a funny resolution, or as nihilistic as you might expect of me, but I want to be able to lounge COMFORTABLY in this east chair, eating Cheetos and getting drunk on the misery of the SJW crowd until I pull a Bon Scott and go out in a puddle of my own urp.

So, since we have only 20 days until the end of the Obama Error, 2017 starts with a bit more hope, and hopefully fewer celebrity deaths, than 2016 (R.I.P. Princess Leia). Though if we lose a Kardashian here or there, I wouldn't be too distressed.

Have a Happy Freakin' New Year, and I hope your hangover isn't too bad.

Thursday, December 29, 2016

Objectification Gone Wild!

I don’t think I’ve written this kind of article before. This will be something of a response to – and kind of a continuation of – an article I personally didn’t write, and which was written by an author I don’t know and have never met.  So I’m going out on a limb here, and will be making some assumptions.

Aneurversary, Again

So, today is the 7th anniversary of my aneurysm. Or, as I like to call it, my aneurversary. About three am on the 29th of December, 2009, I had a headache come on so suddenly I thought I had been hit in the back of the head with a baseball bat.

Then, the pain was so bad I couldn't think at all.

Most of the next three weeks are gone, forever. But I do remember one thing very clearly. I haven't spoken of it much here, and most people will think I'm crazy, but it's absolutely true.

I rmember going to Akron City Hospital, and being told that I had an intracranial bleed. I remember going under the railroad bridges on I-77 going into Cleveland.

The next thing I remember is being in a place of light and peace.

My dad was there, as was my Uncle Dick, which might not have been so unusual had they both not died over the previous 18 months.

It was very bright there, much white light, but also very green. The area I was in was like a park, except it felt vast, as though it went on for many, many miles. While my uncle sat silently smiling on a banch, my dad rode up on a bicycle.

I don't remember the exact words of the conversation, but I remember the important points that were made, and they stuck in my heart, to be remembered more fully at the appropriate times, when they have be most impact.

I knew then that there was an "afterlife." I knew that the human soul continues after the cessation of function of the physical body. I put afterlife in quotes, because I believe, now, that life never actually ends, merely this physical phase.

I knew that I would have to find a church to join, one that would understand what I had seen, what had been through, and not think I was completely nuts. And I knew I would reognize it when I found it.

The most important thing, the linchpin, of the experience was the knowledge that I had been to the other side. But I hadn't been to Heaven. Nor had I been to Hell. The Catholic concept of Purgatory didn't fit, nor did their Limbo.

I was at a loss.

Then, in 2013, I read these words:

11 Now, concerning the state of the soul between death and the resurrection—Behold, it has been made known unto me by an angel, that the spirits of all men, as soon as they are departed from this mortal body, yea, the spirits of all men, whether they be good or evil, are taken home to that God who gave them life.

12 And then shall it come to pass, that the spirits of those who are righteous are received into a state of happiness, which is called paradise, a state of rest, a state of peace, where they shall rest from all their troubles and from all care, and sorrow.

I remember where I was when I read those words, as though it were yesterday. I can picture it now, in my mind, as clearly as though I were still there. I felt as though I had been struck by a bolt of lightning, sitting there in the Library at Kent State, on a clear blue day.

And I knew that these words were true. Completely.

Ot was the first experience of my lifetime that I can recognize as fully and truly spiritual. In this world, anyway.

I also knew that I had found the Church I had been looking for. I had always thought that when I did, it would be either one of those teeny tiny little churches with maybe 12 people sitting around doing Bible study, or one of those huge churches that require nothing more of you than to show up on Sunday and mouth the right words, on cue.

Sometimes life throws you a curve.

Anyway, I found my Church, and I from the moment I walked through the door, I felt as if I was returning home after a long absence.

The physical me didn't want to join, but the spiritual me never wanted to leave.

It has not been without difficulty: The conversion created much friction in relationships in my personal life, and the damage has taken years to heal. I've experienced actual hatred over my beliefs. My personal behavior has changed significantly enough that my children have noticed, which new tricks were quite significant for this old dog.. I no longer curse like a sailor, though I do slip from time to time. I have found how healing it is to forgive those who have trespassed against me, even when it has not been sought, though I still seem to be unable to do it on request.

But, since my experience, I have found that I can look back over the course of my life and see where God has blessed me and helped me along, even when I was not a good person. I have seen miracles happen, prayers answered in realtime, and have the ability to understand what has occurred. I have learned, not to hear the voice of God, which we all hear, but to recognize Him when He speaks.

I've seen a bigger part of the picture, that the universe we can see, and sense with our physical senses is a very small, though important, part of the overall Plan that God has for us, and I have begun to understand more of my place in that Plan, however unworthy of that place I may feel. And part of my role is to tell people of what happened to me, however difficult it may be, or how crazy they may think I am.

But the most important thing I've learned is that God loves us and believes in us, even when we can't find our way to believe in Him.

Just because we don't believe in something doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

In The Battle Over Gun Rights, Only One Side Has Any Ammo.

The tolerant left love telling you what you can and can not do, say or even think. Until they disagree with what you do, say or think.

Take Mr. Garvey here for instance. Brian Garvey disagrees with the second amendment, enough in point of fact to actually advocate the wholesale murder of as much as half of the country because he wants the government to have a monopoly on force. Which is funny, considering how I'm pretty sure he would be happy to  declare his  political enemies to be fascist authoritarians in a bit of classic projection.

That is speculation of course. Maybe on every issue other than gun control Mr. Garvey is a rock ribbed conservative, I doubt it... but it is possible. The real meat of the issue is that the pro gun control side of the debate, at least the side that doesn't think gun control means using two hands, have so very few facts to base their statements on.

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Guys. Guys, Guys!


I finally convinced my sister to write at Nuking Politics. She is a way better writer than me, so y'all are in for a treat!

Best Christmas ever. she is going to enlighten you all until it hurts.

I dunno what her username is gonna be, but when you see a new name pop up, that's her.

Seriously, the best, most meaningful discussions I've ever had were with my sister. You guys are gonna love her.

I know I do :)


We have the best Lord and Savior, don't we folks?

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Salon Proves The Wittiest Thing They Have Is a Name.

Salon's twitter account is a goldmine of stupidity the likes of which is hard to replicate. I'm being serious about that, I tried to write something so insipid that it would fall below the standards for them. Then they released this...

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Three Strikes, She's Out!

So, the electoral college certified Trumps win with their vote, now Hillary clinton has lost the general election, the recount, and this vote. She has definitely struck out swinging in 2016. Actually, she lost five electoral college votes in this last attempt to perform an end run on the election process and seize power leaving the Democrats with nothing to do but bite and claw at eachother as they try to place the blame everywhere but where it belongs.

Monday, December 19, 2016

Train Like A Jedi Knight

So in honor of Rogue One being released I thought I would deviate from the norm a bit and share a workout from the marvelous Neila Rey. Partly because her workouts are always themed around pop culture like the Jedi training I'm sharing today, and partly because, in the words of Socrates “No man has the right to be an amateur in the matter of physical training. It is a shame for a man to grow old without seeing the beauty and strength of which his body is capable.”

The ancient Greeks, whose form of democracy informed the creation of our Republic believed in moderation and that for the mind to function properly and be in good health the body too must be looked after, a precept mirrored by real world Shaolin monks and the fictional defenders of a galaxy far, far away.

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Paul Krugman is a Tool. Also, Water is Wet.

So that slanderous simpering sack of socialism known as Paul Krugman recently tweeted that Trump might want another 9/11 to happen. No, I'm really not joking, look for yourself. I'm not going to dedicate extra pixels to showing his hate filled idiocy, I just want to ask how it came to this, where one of the major political parties in this country used such a venomous little worm as their mouth piece.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Shooting the Gap

So, a month after being elected Trump has met with some criticism. Either he is giving away positions as a reward to people loyal to him, or taking too long, or not taking enough time. I don’t really read too far in to any of those complaints, most of it sounds too much like the media looking for a debacle where none is to be had.

One surprising pick to help Make America Great Again however has been met with possibly even more surprising acceptance. I am talking, of course, about General James “Mad Dog” Mattis. The man is a living legend who is respected by the left and the right, here at home and abroad.

It comes from the life the man has lead, and lets him shoot the gap (it might be the last thing he hasn’t shot) between so many different concerns. Mattis has been described as “The Warrior Monk” For his long service to our nation and his habit of bringing his library of military history, comprising some seven thousand titles, with him from post to post.

Working with General David Patraeus he quite literally wrote the book on fighting a counterinsurgency operation for the Army and the Marines, and commanded Special Forces operations against the Taliban in Afghanistan.

I could go on, really, but if I did that people might suspect me of being part of the Marine Cult of Mattis. I’m not, I was Army. Through all the forty four years of Mattis’ service though, he has not only covered himself in glory but acted as a fine representative of our nation to foreign leaders both military and civilian.

There really is no question about the man’s qualification, and if he lands the position it stands a good chance of fixing a crisis of morale that our troops have suffered under the feckless leadership of the current administration.

My only question is, what if this is just set up for a Mad Dog 2020 presidential Run

Monday, December 12, 2016

A Defeat for the Effete Elite

A recent piece by the Brookings Institute, an organization dedicated to the advocacy of brooking manufacturers, merchants and enthusiasts, tries to make the case that President-elect Trump’s campaign positions stand in opposition to the well being of the nation’s cities and their “badly needed investments in innovation, infrastructure, and children and youth.”

I found the analysis after seeing a segment of it being cited to scoff at the Electoral College, claiming it nullifies the votes of those in urban areas who contribute so much more to the nation’s prosperity:

The emergence of New Localism is particularly potent given the fact that our nation’s 388 metropolitan areas house 84 percent of our population and generate 91 percent of our gross domestic product. The top 100 metropolitan areas alone contain two-thirds of our population and generate three-quarters of our gross domestic product. The bottom line—as metropolitan areas succeed, so does the nation.

So now the urbane one percenters are the good guys who just can’t cough up enough to support their minions, and need federally funded safe spaces to protect themselves from the incoming administration?

Friday, December 9, 2016

Guest Blogger: The Election

This article was submitted to us by The Gentleman Punk.

Hello out there, some of you might remember me, others surely won’t, but I was one of the first guest writers here back in 2012, and while my career has kept me away from blogging for some time, I figured now was as good a time as any to jump back in with my regained freedom, especially since there is so much controversy to delve in to.

With the paradoxically shocking and seemingly inevitable victory of Donald Trump in the presidential election, there is a lot of discussion on what it means? Have Americans embraced hate as some on the left say? Is he the leading edge in a new wave of anti-establishment fervor as some entrenched political figures ask? Did he buy his way to the white house? How will he preside?

Sunday, December 4, 2016

I Just Want to Point Out That Les is Carrying This Blog

Yeah, Les. That guy who rarely has much to say, just makes pictures and stuff. He's carrying this blog lately.

I feel ashamed.

Although, he's been doing an incredible job. Who knew he had a voice? (he does voice work, so that is funny. Please laugh (Jeb! reference))

I've not been writing because I have been busy winning. Seriously, it's hard to write much when every other news article out right now is "winner winner, chicken dinner".

OMG, so much winning.