Tag: Painful Truths

via Gerard

So willfully blind we cannot see the terrorists among us…

Bomb-makers in Minneapolis

A big explosion occurs next door to a mosque that has an unabashed affection for the Muslim Brotherhood, in a Somali neighborhood where terrorists are known to hang out — what could possibly be amiss with that? Nothing, except possibly an Islamophobic hate crime, according to CAIR.

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The explosion was subsequently blamed on a gas leak, which is interesting because the Star Tribune has been caught lying about its conversation with the gas company responsible.

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Throw in the fact that Homeland Security was spotted on the scene and it points to the probability that the police and media are covering up the explosion of a Somali bomb-making factory in Minneapolis.

Nothing to see here folks, move along. And when the Mall of America goes up in flames, we’ll wonder how on earth that could have happened.

via Vox Popoli

via the Bleatniks

But you can’t help but laugh.

via Vox Day

Found at Ann Althouse’s blog-

Hillary Clinton’s conservatism, if it is correct to characterize her as such, is more that of a Warren Harding than a Calvin Coolidge. That is to say, she possesses the cultivated conservatism of the palm-greaser, the chiseler, the positioner and maker of small deals. She is the exemplar of the new mandarin class, a dealer in leverage and self-dealing. She will not again break her back on grandiose utopia-building foolishness like the first, failed attempt at government takeover of what remained of the private healthcare market. For one thing, another clutch of morons broke the ice on that, and the lucrative patchwork of recovery, repair, and reform that this catastrophe will spawn like maggots from a table heaped with entrails – that lifetime of paydays stretches in front of her client-base like the prospect of the promised land before the heirs of Moses.

The commentariat at Ann’s place is the best ever- this quote is downright legendary. Oh, the burn…

via Gerard

In the icy grip of fear that global warming is claptrap

via Tim Blair, who lives in the future

Glenn makes me want to stand and cheer

…or Mobile, or Atlanta, or New Yawk City…

via Gerard

On International Men’s Day, HHS tells women to ‘calm down’

WHEN the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride,
He shouts to scare the monster, who will often turn aside.
But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

    When Nag the basking cobra hears the careless foot of man,
He will sometimes wriggle sideways and avoid it if he can.
But his mate makes no such motion where she camps beside the trail.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

    When the early Jesuit fathers preached to Hurons and Choctaws,
They prayed to be delivered from the vengeance of the squaws.
‘Twas the women, not the warriors, turned those stark enthusiasts pale.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

    Man’s timid heart is bursting with the things he must not say,
For the Woman that God gave him isn’t his to give away;
But when hunter meets with husbands, each confirms the other’s tale-
The female of the species is more deadly than the male.

    Man, a bear in most relations-worm and savage otherwise,-
Man propounds negotiations, Man accepts the compromise.
Very rarely will he squarely push the logic of a fact
To its ultimate conclusion in unmitigated act.

    Fear, or foolishness, impels him, ere he lay the wicked low,
To concede some form of trial even to his fiercest foe.
Mirth obscene diverts his anger-Doubt and Pity oft perplex
Him in dealing with an issue-to the scandal of The Sex!

    But the Woman that God gave him, every fibre of her frame
Proves her launched for one sole issue, armed and engined for the same;
And to serve that single issue, lest the generations fail,
The female of the species must be deadlier than the male.

    She who faces Death by torture for each life beneath her breast
May not deal in doubt or pity-must not swerve for fact or jest.
These be purely male diversions-not in these her honour dwells-
She the Other Law we live by, is that Law and nothing else.

    She can bring no more to living than the powers that make her great
As the Mother of the Infant and the Mistress of the Mate.
And when Babe and Man are lacking and she strides unclaimed to claim
Her right as femme (and baron), her equipment is the same.

    She is wedded to convictions-in default of grosser ties;
Her contentions are her children, Heaven help him who denies!-
He will meet no suave discussion, but the instant, white-hot, wild,
Wakened female of the species warring as for spouse and child.

    Unprovoked and awful charges-even so the she-bear fights,
Speech that drips, corrodes, and poisons-even so the cobra bites,
Scientific vivisection of one nerve till it is raw
And the victim writhes in anguish-like the Jesuit with the squaw!

    So it comes that Man, the coward, when he gathers to confer
With his fellow-braves in council, dare not leave a place for her
Where, at war with Life and Conscience, he uplifts his erring hands
To some God of Abstract Justice-which no woman understands.

    And Man knows it! Knows, moreover, that the Woman that God gave him
Must command but may not govern-shall enthral but not enslave him.
And She knows, because She warns him, and Her instincts never fail,
That the Female of Her Species is more deadly than the Male.

  — Rudyard Kipling, 1911

Stolen shamelessly from Ace of Spades

from twitter, somewhere

via Glenn via Twitter

…from the Diplomad:

As the current Obamacare roll-out debacle shows, yet again, in Obama we have a president with the sneering arrogance found in Shelley’s Ozymandias; the aloof cluelessness of Marie Antoinette; and the interpersonal skills, leadership abilities, managerial talents, and willingness to accept responsibility of Moe Howard.

For these and many more reasons, President Obama, America’s first “mixed race” president (yawn), should have passed into history as a curiosity, a footnote alongside President Cleveland’s two non-consecutive terms, Taft’s huge custom-built bathtub, Harding’s love child, and Carter’s battle to the death with a drowning rabbit. Instead, however, this junior senator from Illinois, the man with no discernible background of achievement, has become the most destructive president in American history. The amount of damage, much of it perhaps permanent, he and “his” team have done to the economy, to individual liberty, to people’s trust in government, and to our nation’s international standing is incalculable. Disaster, fiasco, catastrophe, debacle, I give up, no thesaurus contains enough synonyms to capture the all-around horridness of this anti-American, anti-West presidential misadministration.

All I can add is, of course, RTWT– and praise the Lord my time is almost done. My children and your children will be dealing with the fallout from this misbegotten monstrosity of an administration for, probably, the rest of their lives. Too bad so many of them bought his bullshit and helped elect him. Schadenfreude would be too easy, but I love my country and my children, so what is coming pains me deeply.