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Get Off My Grass, Again!

Conservatives are often accused of living in the past. Perhaps because we have this rather annoying trait of remembering stuff, like facts and information and stuff.

When I was all of sixteen years old I worked three part time jobs. Back in the day, there were always help wanted signs just about everywhere. High school was easy, girls not so easy – they expected to be taken out on dates and even then weren’t putting out much, and filling up my gas tank on my two year old car was expensive. Two of the jobs were in factories, one required putting bottles on an assembly line, the other required cleaning and disposal of waste paper. Putting bottles on an assembly line was kinda boring, but there were a couple girls I had the hots for that worked there too which made the job much easier. The third job required that I fill the gas tanks of cars waiting to be washed. Each one of the jobs paid minimum wage, $1.60 per hour. Pretty pathetic?

Wait a minute, youngsters, let’s do the math. Every car at the car wash that filled the tank up with 20 gallons of gas received a free car wash. The owner prorated a less than a 20 gallon purchase which kept the customers happy, and me as ‘busy as a bee’. (I don’t actually usually use that antiquated term – but I’m trying to sound old and experienced and stuff) Gasoline was .25 cents per gallon. Every hour I worked I received enough money to purchase 6.4 gallons of gasoline. What would that equate to today with regular gasoline at $2.60 per gallon? Glad you asked.

Sixteen dollars and 64 cents. Try to find a part time job today that pays that. Try to find a help wanted sign on a factory. In fact, try to find a factory with cars in the parking lot.

It’s time to throw as many of these bums out of Washington, DC and our state capitols as we possibly can. Do it for your children, your future children, grandchildren maybe. The voice of experience is shouting in your ear.

Get Off My F*cking Grass Pt II

So news out of Washington, DC today is that the Obama Administration has decided to return solar panels to the roof of the White House. Deja vu all over again. Google “solar panels Jimmy Carter” for details. I live all of 60 some miles from that den of inequity and perhaps I can describe the climate in this area; wind, rain, overcast skies, more rain, more overcast skies, fog, snow, more snow, and then the occasional sunny day. The panels take a beating from sun, wind, and rain, yank at the roof substructure, and fail miserably years before you’ve saved one f*cking miserable ton of carbon dioxide.

He who does not learn from history is destined to annoy me.

Final Warning!

With less than 30 days until the mid-term elections, I’ve decided to emerge from my self-imposed exile and scream and shout a little bit. With unemployment numbers about to ratchet up a couple more notches and bankruptcies setting new records, who can dispute that the historic precedency (stet) of Barack Obama was an historic mistake?

Time to hold your nose, push those chads all the way through, and start the country back in the (R)ight direction.

The New Administrations’ Bay of Pigs

I just came across this little gem of a fact relating to the reparations that post WWI Germany was to pay, decided at the Treaty of Versailles;

In January 1921, the total sum due was decided by an Inter-Allied Reparations Commission and was set at 269 billion gold marks (2,790 gold marks equalled 1 kilogram of pure gold), about £23.6 Billion, about $32 billion (roughly equivalent to $393.6 Billion US Dollars as of 2005).

The figure was later cut in half. Ask any junior high-school student the root cause of WWII and the cause of the economic collapse of Germany, and they’ll answer, “The Treaty of Versailles.” I hope to hell these ‘economists’ know what they’re doing in spending two or three times the amount that bankrupted German.

Great Map

As I’ve mentioned before, the Presidential election was much closer than the Main Stream Media was willing to admit. I came across this excellent map that shows the breakdown by county in November. Red = McCain, Blue = Obama:

Mandate? You decide. Source for this (and some other interesting maps) here.

On “Global Warning” by Weather Channel Founder

John Coleman, founder of The Weather Channel, in a middlin’ long essay, attacks the claims of the environmental extremists, that an increase of less than 200 additional parts per million of Carbon Dioxide in the atmosphere is cause for decimating the American economy. Good for ya’ John. Reprinted in its entirety:

The Amazing Story Behind The Global Warming Scam

By John Coleman
January 28, 2009

The key players are now all in place in Washington and in state governments across America to officially label carbon dioxide as a pollutant and enact laws that tax we citizens for our carbon footprints. Only two details stand in the way, the faltering economic times and a dramatic turn toward a colder climate. The last two bitter winters have lead to a rise in public awareness that CO2 is not a pollutant and is not a significant greenhouse gas that is triggering runaway global warming.

How did we ever get to this point where bad science is driving big government we have to struggle so to stop it?

Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner?

In the 1967 movie “Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner?” Joanna “Joey” Drayton (Katharine Houghton) is a young white American woman who has had a whirlwind romance with Dr. John Prentice (Sidney Poitier), an African American man she met while on a holiday in Hawaii. The plot is centered on Joanna’s return to her liberal upper class American home in San Francisco, bringing her new fiance to dinner to meet her parents (Spencer Tracy and Katharine Hepburn), and the reaction of family and friends.

Shocking topic for America in 1967. In the contemporary version, to be played in Washington D.C. this coming weekend, Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin will be sitting down to dinner with former Hawaii resident and current President Barack Hussein Obama at an exclusive club dinner in Washington.

Palin has started her own political action committee and laughed off suggestions that she’s in line for an $11 million book deal. Her stated intention of attending the dinner is strictly to promote Alaska’s interests as its governor.

It should prove interesting to see who commands bigger headlines for attending this event…

Source: http://www.fortmilltimes.com/124/story/438726.html

Orwellian Moment

We of the sinking middle class may sink without further struggles into the working class where we belong, and probably when we get there it will not be so dreadful as we feared, for, after all, we have nothing to lose.
George Orwell

Seems appropriate on a day when a spokesperson for the Obama Adminstration defended expanded coverage for contraception as a means of economic stimulus to feel the need to refer the most famous of writers who warned of the anti-utopia in our future. One more from George:

There are some ideas so wrong that only a very intelligent person could believe in them.