A caffeinated rant that contains uncomfortable truths for the left. I wonder if he got any of his talking points from Milo.
The religion of peace strikes again, but this time truck manufacturers and possibly petroleum producers that powered said vehicle are on the hook for creating and enabling an instrument of terror. Nevertheless, let us not act too hastily in passing judgement on the machine and its manufacturer; this could serve as a learning moment.
Indeed, not all trucks are the same. The white truck in Nice, France behaved rather badly, but we shouldn’t let that incident diminish our collective perception of other trucks. The #NotAllTrucks is ablaze with pithy Twitter insight. Here’s one gem:
The driver of the truck is blameless due to the fact that he was only fulfilling one of the basic tenants of his beloved Islamic faith–smiting the infidel. And lets face it, how many of those 50 or so French pedestrians were devout Muslims or non believers paying their jitza (also known as Obama’s fair share)? If you ask me, I’d say those croissant-eating cappuccino-sipping Frenchmen had it coming; they’ll just have learn to embrace multiculturalism, take sensitivity classes, buy a prayer rug, and find out where the hell Mecca is when the call to prayer is announced. In the meantime, don’t let the xenophobia and bigotry get in the way of more mass migration of more like-minded Muslims in the E.U. and U.S. These Islamic people integrate into western society so seamlessly; that is why you never see or hear them in mass protesting these acts of terror!
If a man have a stubborn and rebellious son, which will not obey the voice of his father, or the voice of his mother … Then shall his father and his mother lay hold on him, and bring him out unto the elders of his city … And they shall say unto the elders of his city, This our son is stubborn and rebellious, he will not obey our voice; he is a glutton, and a drunkard. And all the men of his city shall stone him with stones, that he die. Deuteronomy 21:18-21
He didn’t mention anything about the Skittles and Watermelon Tea as key ingredients to make the ghetto stew called “lean.” He didn’t have to. Here’s a man who simply told the truth without all the liberal clutter, spin, and distortion. The race hustlers hate truth tellers like this.
White people, in their natural habitat. – USA TODAY Sports
Who are the happiest people when the Bulls snap the Heat’s losing streak? White people.
From there, author Bill Hanstock – whose Twitter profile boasts that he’s an editor and contributor to this website – wrote, “On Wednesday night, the Chicago Bulls halted the impressive winning streak of the Miami Heat at 27 games. Luckily, a gaggle of exceedingly white dudes had courtside seats (because white people looooooove courtside seats) and treated us to the above picture.”
Next on the agenda were zoomed in shots of the men in the picture above with similarly disgraceful commentary such as:
“This guy is pretty white, I guess.”
“Hey, it’s the white Lewis Black.”
“Just two white guys, enjoying each others’ company, wearing their finest Cherokee-brand shirts.”
“If Wallace Shawn were an even whiter Gollum, you’d STILL have to ramp several notches up the White Guy Meter to arrive at … THIS.”
The swine said
The sports commentary regarding the race of the spectators only demonstrates the writer’s own envy, bigotry, and cowardice. The observation and ideas in that blog were meant for readers with the huge chip on their shoulder. If one substituted “black” for “white” in the commentary, the result would be an uproar and charges of racism; the writer would automatically be suspended or fired.
When are the race peddlers ever going to get over themselves? There is a different standard for Caucasians and other races. What makes it interesting centers on the fact that the standard is higher. Expectations for Caucasians are higher and for that reason alone interesting analysis and commentary appear in the lopsided world of the media. That is why the race of an offender is censored from the news given the prevalence of black crime. The gatekeepers of information begrudgingly allow the race to be published when it may assist in the apprehension of a criminal, but that isn’t always the case as well.
I remember hearing the term “the soft bigotry of low expectations” many years ago in Bush ’43’s speeches. That term basically explains the cognitive dissonance surrounding the wide array of double standards in our society. Why do we have a Black Caucus in Washington? A white caucus on its face seems ridiculous so why tolerate the darker one? The mantras of multiculturalism and diversity demand illogical and dangerous contradictions like this while simultaneously dumbing-down standards (and expectations) so more protected minorities can reap the benefits without having to adopt the work ethic and values that naturally create a path to success.
Fair enough. But if we want to get serious about values, we might try an approach with a much more successful track record of behavior change: paying teenagers not to get pregnant. For every person who makes it to age 21 without becoming pregnant or impregnating someone else, the government should dip into the funds we’d otherwise spend caring for infants and teen moms and instead pay a significant cash bonus directly to the young person.
Sex and money have always been drivers of human behavior, but health officials rarely exploit this synergy to maximum benefit. Cash payments to teens could be doubly effective, reducing the number of teen pregnancies (which are declining nationwide but are still high relative to those of other developed countries) while producing what researchers call a “secondary outcome” by teaching self-regulation, patience and the ability to plan for the future—all valuable life skills.
via How to Prevent Teen Pregnancy: Pay Teens Not to Get Pregnant | TIME.com. The swine said:
Another moronic idea from the la la liberal land of ideas. We already subsidize the unmotivated and clueless with tax money which only insures that they stay unmotivated and clueless while they procreate with impunity for bigger government benefits. Now crazed liberals want to reward young people with our tax money for avoiding pregnancy till the magic age of 21! What kind of posters would Bloomberg put up? “Don’t Procreate–Masterbate!” Does getting an abortion keep you in the running for the free cash reward for not becoming a baby’s mama? I don’t know, but I just see too many loop holes. Gays would by definition be excluded from rewards, but how would anyone know? The government would have to start registering citizen’s sexual orientation since the program is targeting heterosexuals. I see too many problems here. Furthermore, the program would reward asexual people for just being themselves!
Government should just stay out of our lives and stick to incarcerating criminals, maintain an army, and secure our borders. Only one of the aforementioned three, the army, government seems to do well. With such a track record, should it really venture into other areas of our lives since waste, failure, and entrenched special interests usually grow out of control? The author of this article need to take her “synergy of maximum benefit” and stick it up her non-reproductive orifice. This is clearly one of the most stupid articles I’ve ever read and I’m proud to share the liberal lunacy.
Speaking to Elle, Hamm said: ‘Whether it’s Paris Hilton or Kim Kardashian or whoever, stupidity is certainly celebrated.
‘Being a f***ing idiot is a valuable commodity in this culture because you’re rewarded significantly.’
Less than a week after a US staff sergeant allegedly massacred 16 civilians in Kandahar, American soldiers were banned from bringing guns into a talk by Mr Panetta at a base in Helmand province.
Around 200 troops who had gathered in a tent at Camp Leatherneck were told “something had come to light” and asked abruptly to file outside and lay down their automatic rifles and 9mm pistols.
“Somebody got itchy, that’s all I’ve got to say. Somebody got itchy – we just adjust,” said the sergeant who was told to clear the hall of weapons.
Major General Mark Gurganus later said he gave the order because Afghan troops attending the talk were unarmed and he wanted the policy to be consistent for all.
In a sign of the nervousness surrounding the trip, a sergeant major abruptly told the Marines gathered to hear Mr. Panetta in a tent at Camp Leatherneck to get up, place their M-16 and M-4 automatic rifles and 9-millimeter pistols outside, and return unarmed. The sergeant major, Brandon Hall, told reporters that he was acting on orders.
Normally, American forces in Afghanistan keep their weapons when the defense secretary visits and speaks to them. The Afghans in the tent had not been armed to begin with, as is typical.
Later, American officials said that the top military official in Helmand, Maj. Gen. Mark Gurganus, had decided on Tuesday that no one would be armed while Mr. Panetta spoke, but that word had not reached those in charge in the tent until shortly before Mr. Panetta was due to arrive.
General Gurganus told reporters later that he had wanted a consistent policy for everyone in the tent, and that “I wanted to have the Marines look just like their Afghan partners,” noting, “You’ve got one of the most important people in the world in the room.” He insisted that his decision had had nothing to do with the massacre; later, defense officials said the decision had had nothing to do with the truck at the airfield.
Via New York Times
Alas, the lessons of Fort Hood just didn’t seem to permeate the minds of our so called “leaders.” How many U.S. soldiers have been killed by so-called Afghan allies over the years? The Taliban is vowing retaliation? Maybe they should think twice since those killings by the American may just have been his version of retaliation, though horrible and ultimately futile. I’m surprised it doesn’t happen more often given the vague and unrealistic mission our soldiers are charged to adhere to. They see their fellow soldiers getting killed for basically nothing. What is the ultimate objective anyway? Stripping professional and dedicated soldiers of their weapons is demonstrates the cowardice and the out-of-touch mentality of politicians–especial the one that make up the current administration.
School officials are reeling after students chanted “U.S.A” while cheering the victory of their home team consisting a male Caucasians. “It was like I was back in 1950 Alabama,” sobbed Jose Jimenez through a translator.
The opposing team consisted of darker people who believed the lighter team demonstrated an utter lack of “white guilt” by demonstrating pride in their nation and failing to under perform so that the less talented team consisting of mostly racial minorities wouldn’t suffer any loss of self-esteem. “How could those white boys be so insensitive to Spanish-speaking kids waving the Mexican flag?” asked Greta Mossburg who teaches multicultural agendas at the local junior college.
Joan Espinoza of the ACLU reviewed video of the incident. “I must say that damn First Amendment gets in the way of a nice juicy law suit every time. We were hoping to have charges brought up, but hate crime legislation hasn’t been written to cover hurt feelings of poor performing minorities beaten at a sporting event. Nevertheless, there may be hope down the road.”
“Those white boys just didn’t live up to the stereotype we’re used to,” ranted Maria Flan Pastel. “They basically spat in the face of everyone who treasures equal outcomes and affirmative action. I wonder if Eric Holder will get the Justice Department to investigate. There has to be a civil rights violation somewhere.”
As expected, school officials prostrated themselves under pressure from minority pressure groups and vowed to enroll the offending students in white guilt classes. “It’s a dangerous thing when you have Caucasians excelling and asserting themselves in front of minorities. We’ll develop curriculum designed to take as much wind out of their sails as possible so a healthy mediocrity can exist,” gushed Eduardo Martinez, a bilingual curriculum coordinator for minorities who refuse to learn the English language.
Miguel Espinoza who labeled himself a proud Mexican gave a heart-felt summary of the events that sparked so much controversy. “Those fu*%ing gringos knocked the snot out of us. I’d like to see those as@ holes on the soccer field.”
A local school district is apologizing after an apparent incident of racism at a boys high school basketball game this past weekend.
When the final whistle blew Saturday, Alamo Heights celebrated a convincing victory over San Antonio Edison.
Alamo Heights Head Coach Andrew Brewer said he was proud of his team.
The usual caffeine infusion comes from my Mr. Coffee drip coffee maker.
I fill a stainless steel thermos along with a stainless steel mug. I drink it black. It’s a simple calorie-free jolt. The beans I grind myself. Columbia beans from Costco do the job. They used to come in a 3 lbs. bag for 12 bucks. Remember those day? Well, now I pick up a two pound bag with the same leopard logo for the same price. Avoid that Kirkland brand Rowanda red bag of beans—bad stuff.
Time kept on ticking and I wasn’t paying attention. Being deeply ensconced in conversation with wife and child sometimes serves as a time warp. Before I knew it, work beckoned and I couldn’t sit around waiting for the drip-drip to reach demarcation line 10 on the decanter. I guess I could have nuked some water and broke out the French press, but such innovative thinking comes rarely before I have caffeine flowing through my veins. Hedonism over prudence and economy won out and I opted to splurge at Starbucks.
I chided myself for being weak. The rational part of my mind made an attempt to focus on Dunkin’ Donuts coffee as an economically sound alternative to Starbucks. Nevertheless, a venti mocha seemed to overpower my will to economize. Yes, I would ask for whipped cream on the top.
If this picture seems fuzzy and undefined, allow me to add some perspective as far as time is concerned. My current vocation requires my presence at night, so I basically pattern my sleep like the vampires that predated Stephanie Meyer’s novels. I do manage to get some waking hours in the light of day, but for the most part I’m romping around in the dark. I awake when the kids come home from school. So there’s lots of family time, just not much day time.
Getting back to the fancy coffee, I opted for the store over at Wells and North Avenue. It’s one of those larger Starbucks that’s open 24 hours in Chicago. You have the usual retinue students, Old Town dwellers, geeks, bust-outs, and homeless populating the lounge area. The computer notebooks are opened and illuminating the faces of the coffee sippers. I’d see a few serious souls frenetically picking away at the keyboard while most others were casually surfing the web. The computer provides some companionship for those without a companion. Times have really changed with the technology and socializing have certainly evolved or degraded depending on how you look at it. So I take all that in while waiting in line for the drink.
Don’t discount the whole process of making a premium drink. The steaming of the milk, the pressurized boiling water making its way through the ground brown powder and subsequently flowing into a small cappuccino cup, and that swirl of whipped cream on top. The end product is no doubt a treat.
The price turned out to be $4.97 with tax. I convinced myself to pay with plastic; it somehow made the whole transaction less painful as if taking out a five in cold cash would have made any difference. I’m neither poor nor rich, but $4.97 seemed too much for a not-so-simple but simple enough beverage. Just putting the numbers together made me cringe with guilt. For example, two venti mochas and an extra two bucks would have purchase a two pound bag of Colombian beans at Costco—That’s three to four weeks of coffee brewing provisions!
Those thoughts went through my head while sipping the delicious beverage. I know people drink Starbucks every day and pay those kind of prices for the beverage. I just can’t do it. I felt guilty for not prepping my thermos, for forgoing the Dunkin’ Donuts alternative, and succumbing to the decadent allure of Starbucks’ delightful coffee concoctions. I tried minimizing the angst by rationalizing my worth as a human being and justifying that I deserve to treat myself every now and then. However, the economic synapses started firing in my head and I thought about how I could have spend only an extra fifty cents and scored a foot-long over at Subway! Ruminations of more hefty sustenance for my dollar compared to an overpriced beverage now entered my consciousness.
The venti mocha made my mouth happy and woke me up at the same time. Nevertheless, monetary computations continued to nag at me while I walked back to the car. Granted, I wasn’t suffering from a profound sense of guilt. Perhaps the anxiety was more along the lines of the vexation one feels after mistakenly gassing the car with premium instead of regular. No harm or loss is suffered in this instance; you just ended up spending more for a higher-grade product and a dull sensation of dread. In my case, I get the vexation after consciously acquiring the higher-grade liquid.
This mindless maundering may leave one with the impression that I shun the finer delights of life and opt for a spartan existence that is bereft and wanting. Such a conclusion would only affirm that the reader managed to peruse more than three paragraphs or quite possibly had a slow browser/internet connection and continued reading because the link clicked to escape my written dribble wouldn’t load. Whatever the case may be, rest assured that my only motive is to simply rant about expensive beverages that I’d consume more often if they weren’t so pricy. In the meantime, I’ll dream about my Mukka Latte maker that perished after about a years worth of use. Maybe I’ll summon enough courage to buy another one.