It's the Record Stupid

Just need to re-iterate, before the super Tuesday event, that I will absolutely never cast a vote for that despicable Quisling McCain.

If he wins the primary, he has a pathetic chance to be president, after the MSM instantly throws the blade switch in their newsrooms from 'Mac is Back', to 'Stab Mac in the Back'. Even if he miraculously takes the general election, nobody will be able to point to this disaster, then point to me and say... 'See what you republicans did to the country?' As if I played a role in this choice; which I, most assuredly, will not.

If you set out to be liked, you would be prepared to compromise on anything at any time, and you would achieve nothing.

- Margaret Thatcher

I am already sick of explaining to morons that consistently refuse to listen, that most of the egregious complaints against George Bush are a result of his liberal domestic positions, his capitulation to media pressure, his concensus driven lack of spine and his general abandonment of conservative fiscal principles.

There are still people in my party who believe in consensus politics. I regard them as Quislings, as traitors... I mean it.

To me, consensus seems to be the process of abandoning all beliefs, principles, values and policies. So it is something in which no one believes and to which no one objects.

- Margaret Thatcher

McCain would be another Bush presidency without the tax cuts, without the conservative judicial appointments, without the terrorist water boarding policy. Additionally we would enjoy a complete abandonment of border security, presidential capitulation to this absurd global warming hoax and on and on and on... Don't tell me that he has actually changed his positions on these issues. The man is an outright liar.

I was talking to my friend Steve, another conservative and Romney supporter. Unlike me, if Mac takes the primaries, he will not write in his candidate on the general ballot. He will vote democrat. This seemed a bit extreme to be. He did made a compelling argument, though. Knowing that there is only a rancid choice between McCain and Democrat-X, you put the hand of the real liberal on the handle of the flushing toilet. This way, as the country is swirling in the bowl, the appropriate blame goes to the right party. A McCain presidency is slow poison to the GOP, moving Reagan conservatism towards destruction.

All I can say is that next Tuesday's results are more important than the general election. It better be a good one.

If you want to cut your own throat, don't come to me for a bandage.
- Margaret Thatcher

You tell them Maggie. When I go to vote for a woman president, I only have eyes for someone like you. By the way, Mitt got the honorable Thatcher thumbs up.

Unrequited ?

Some Thoughts on our Broken Elections

Anne has some interested points in her latest article, "The Elephant in the Room". This also relates to the recent Kossack post urging voters to screw up the numbers in key primar(ies).
This Wikipedia article on open primaries clearly defines the issue.

Much praise has been heaped on the fact that people have the freedom now, to register as independents and pick whatever ballot they want to pick at the last minute. On the surface, most people would say more freedom is a good thing.

In the case of the primaries, not the general election, I see it as a serious threat to the ideological process of candidate selection. This means people, who would be satisfied with any of the D-grade candidates, can register as independent, falsely label themselves as undecided and proceed to place a covered call on our election process. This strategy destroys the quality of the other side's selection process.

Look at what we have in 2008. We have a straight socialist liberal line-up for the Democrat ticket. We have a mixed liberal/conservative/libertarian line-up for the Republican ticket. This means undecided MSM and Kos driven zombies can be safely and strategically directed by the Kucinich mothership to place a vote in a Republican primary, to the detriment of the party's ideological selection process. By the time the general election rolls on by, we a heavily watered down or unelectable candidate, while the other side just takes the devil picked out of their deck.

If we did not have such an untrustworthy media, with its blatant propaganda and associated bias , open primaries might not be such an issue. As one of my earlier posts points out, the watered down results actually have a feedback effect that makes the problem worse.

The only way to fix the problem is to somehow make people live with the decisions they make in the ideological selection process, or force independents to select and create their own primary candidate. I do not see the old style caucus system coming back any time soon.

What should be done immediately, is all primaries should occur on the same day, just like the general election. This would eliminate all of this painful state-by-state polling garbage. The MSM would not be able to swoop down on each small state, so they can turn the delegates into moronic 15 minute instant disposable celebrities, celebrating their equally moronic undecided status for the cameras.

BTW, Mac Johnson has another hilarious article on Human Events.

The Global Cycle

Here is a synopsys of the natural cycle:

We must all fight Global:

Cooling
Warming

Climate Change (You are here)

Hysteria
Cooling
Warming
Climate Change
Hysteria
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(Cross off as needed)

An Election Confession

I will never cast a vote for John McCain under any circumstance.

If he gets the nod, I will be writing in Mitt Romney or Fred Thompson. This would be the first time in my 42 years on this earth, that I break my hard rule of voting for ideology, during the primary and the party ticket, for the general election.
John McCain represents the most reprehensible form of politics to me. He represents the politics of consensus. I am not talking about the ideal dictionary definition of cooperation and bipartisanship, but the shameless Quisling style pandering to that great unelected body called the main stream media.
With the exception of Iraq, the man has been on the wrong side of every issue I care about.

You rarely see any compromise from the other side of the aisle, unless they are certain they can deny it later, or count on their media comrades to smother it. This means it always comes down to maverick 'conservatives' like McCain being the party in the senate shower room, who bends over for the soap. Ugh.

If the country plunges into the depths of despair, better it be done by swift decapitation, instead of a thousand razor slashes and the subsequent gangrene of a McCain presidency.

A person who cannot grasp the concept of first amendment liberties, the need to interrogate terrorist scum with any means necessary, the need to keep taxes low and immigration law enforced is not just the lesser of two evils. It is the choice between Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dumber.

Sigh.

Oh yeah, The Boston Globe endorsed him. What does that tell you?

The Mendacity of Hope: Part II

Continued from Part I....
After much searching and sexual conquest....







Who are you?
You look tired and hungry. As a compassionate conservative, I should at least break those chains.

Where did you get that fashionable hat and that nifty recurve bow?





I am Sum Nu Gai, a legal immigrant who was sent to the back of the line and put in chains by La Raza. I am seeking justice against the officials that put me in this position.
I actually bought a ticket to Woodstock, but the officials were so stoned, they let the barbarians trample the gate and take my seat at the concert.
I have not been able to secure a refund or even an apology.

Republican: Cool. Let's be friends and join forces to defeat our common enemy.




Outside the nation's capital...

Excuse us, sir. We are looking for the standard of our enemy. It is an image of two snakes coming together. Have you seen such a graven image?








Two snakes coming together?

It sounds like you might be looking for Bill and Hillary Clinton.

You must understand that I can't discuss them openly, since they are known to murder people in their sleep.

Just look for the most gaudy, phallic tower in the city, crowned by gargoyles that closely resemble James Carville.

Remember now... you and I never met, Ok?



Once they find the tower...



I just want you guys to understand, in this town, beautiful conservative women are more than willing to defend themselves in a hostile environment.

Who am I addressing?








Nice to meet you... Miss?

It looks like we are both looking for the same thing. I tell you what. I will put my sword down, if you do the same.









Ann Coulter is the name.

That's a PETA tower, funded by an insane liberal cult that thinks big ugly snakes are more important than human beings. I know that last sentence is highly redundant and suggestive in so many ways public and private.

Discuss.

My vast and highly skilled training in matters legal and otherwise, leads me to believe that I can easily convince you to go up the tower first.

So, What do you say?



In the tower...

As you know dear, our snake is an endangered species, whereas gullible young airheads like you are brim over at each and every one of our student rallies.

I also know that you will give anything, including sex or your tender thigh meat to the nearest serpent with a forked tongue, a beer, a shot and/or a hit of ecstasy.

So jump already, and feed the snake!


There is nothing like fighting 1200 pounds of pure PETA bred snake, to work up an appetite. We will be eating good tonight. I hope it tastes just like chicken.

Sorry little girl, I know you broke a leg to feed this big fella, but that's show biz. I'll phone your parents to come pick you up and take you to a de-programming center.






They were taken to the office of Lieberman, the independent election usurper.

All right. all right. We killed a big snake. What's with the congressional oversight? Can't we just pay a fine or something.







Ahh. Clearly you misunderstand. My name is Senator Joe Lieberman.

I saw how you guys handled opposition.

You did it without fear of reprisal.

You obviously did not give a crap about Media Matters or the MSM.

I salute you!






Geez.
Where did you get all this booty.
Did all of this come from the American taxpayer?

Your offering it to us?

For what?





Son, when your own party becomes a moonbat rookery, comes out of the closet and decides that the cult of Kos or Obama can give them better moral guidance than her own fore-fathers, the pork barrel earmarks soon cease to shine. Those bridges to nowhere seem to lose their luster.

Please, young republicans, help bring my party home.

Young Republicans chime in unison: Agreed!





Hippy: Dude! Give up your weapons and return to the earth... (cough) man. Obama is coming...(cough) man.

All you need is peace in your heart and enough lung power to suck on a bong.

Oh, yeah... Don't tase me bro!

Republican: Uhh... I think I'll pass.
Thinks to himself Damn! I wish I had charged those taser batteries.


Further down the road....




Away with ye, government official!
I don't need Medcare part D! I don't need section 8 housing! I don't need my children's education stunted by your attempts to make sure no moron is left behind!

They are smarter than all your liberal brats anyway!

Away! Or I will summon a demon more ferocious than all in hell! Maybe even Rush Limbaugh.



What is wrong with that? We could use little more Rush about now. Maybe he can give me some effective hippy de-programming tips.

Bring him on, Pilgrim.

Wizard (laughing heartily): Aaaaaah, A fellow traveler...




Wizard: You aren't thinking of assaulting Capitol hill are you? No fire can burn on that hill.

Republican: And why is that?

Wizard: Every time it tries to ignite, it is forced to surrender as all the oxygen is consumed by fools!


The next day, our Warrior ventures into a War Protest sit-in.

I don't think I am going to find the sanity of the old Democrat party in this place. That merchant told me these little yellow foam earplugs would block the shrill cackling of Cindy Sheehan. He had better be right.







Well, if it isn't Medea Benjamin, handing out metrosexual leotards for everybody. They come in french surrender white, black panther and of course, code pink. Don't rush forward all at once!










My, my young voter, you are quite a prize. Maybe there is an airport bathroom near here, where we can discuss your future as a political page. You know, in Washington, no page is left uncovered.
(Drum snare)





Yes, I think there is a stall over there....

(A distictive sound of a large knee plunging into the groin of a pervert.)








Here we see a wonderful D.C. tradition known as the 'Million Moron March'. A large group of individuals descend on the capital, to protest and demand.... uhhh..... stuff.

Let's face it. We don't really want anything but to be the next potential American Idol. Where are those cameras to record our 'outrage'.




Attention fools... err.. um followers! I hope the years of careful social conditioning have helped you to achieve empty headedness.











Ok, I have nothing here. Just enjoy the view.












Good. It looks like my peace-loving MoveOn thugs have softened you up a bit.

Have you been thinking about the riddle of the Constitution?

Shall I have Brutus fectch you a caramel latte with real whipped cream?



Yesssss, you want me to tell you the riddle do you not?

The answer is, the constitution is not strong. Squishy young brains are strong.

Yeah, yeah. Follow me here. I am headed somewhere.




As long as I control their squishy little brains, the constitution is only a single generation away from complete irrelevence.

Watch, as I tempt a young suicide bomber with my long-haired charisma...







Come my child. You will receive 72 autographed portraits of Ward Churchill in the afterlife.


Yeah. You stupid...













Wheeee!










If you wan't to cook a liberal omelette, you have to break, scramble and abort a few million eggs, even if they are in their 63rd tri-mester.











Now, that.... My young republican, is the

Audacity of Hope!

Not some well composed document from posterity, but a good, solid exfoliating brainwashing.
Contemplate this on the MSM network of woe.





So this is the treatment I get from the media when I demand constitutional respect and ask that people be educated with all ideological points of view?

If I get out of this one, I swear the gloves will come off.











To Be Continued...

The Mendacity of Hope:An Insolutopia Story Part I

Looooong Ago, blogging used to be fun. Let me tell you a story about those days of wonder (Thundering score with a plethora of masculine images of fire, furnaces, forges and testosterone.)


In the beginning, the Constitution was forged in the core of a hot furnace fueled by ethics and religious principles. It was pounded, folded, sharpened and polished. It was then plunged into the heart of government, to defend the people from the tyranny of their own ambitions.




This is the tale of the conservative Republican. (More kettle drum action.)



Never forget this son. Our Constitution was forged by the founders to protect me and to protect you. It should never be perverted to serve evil purposes. It should never be abused or forgotten. It is strong and sharp, but must be respected and cherished by every generation.

Do you understand?

Yes, father.




Government entitlements and programs only serve to weaken the spirit and stifle the innovation of the middle class.

Self-sufficiency is hard work.

But it is eminently rewarding and
satisfying...






....That is until the Internal Revenue Service, at the behest of the evil Lord Obama, comes to forcibly collect its bloody tribute.










Well. well. well.

If it isn't the Department of Social Services, come to 'rescue' the children from their harsh family life.







Mom, is that one of those Washington liberals you warned us about?

Yes dear. Be quiet now.

Little Republican thinks to himself: She told me there were no real monsters, but there are.








Your mom is contributing to the problem of the two Americas, kid; hers and ours. Since hers is not ours, we will need to take her middle class head by eminent domain. Sorry kid. heh. Not really.






Welcome to the ranks of the Hillary Village...

Believe us kid; Being a ward of the state, will be somewhat better than hanging around with a headless mother or gutted father.







Who says there are jobs Americans won't do? I hope there's a social security check waiting for me after I spend my entire young life, turning this plumbing snake through the men's room toilet next to Ted Kennedy's Senate office.






After being rescued by the Heritage Foundation

Yeah. See what I mean? That blank stare is the what we call 'Progressive Blind Spot' or PBS. It's brought on by hours and hours of stupefying Bill Moyers commentary, played on grainy VHS tapes in public school classrooms.

A little time in the real world will be necessary to clean all of the ADD prescriptions from his head, as well.





Welcome to the real world young Republican.

Slap!

Pay attention moron! This isn't high school anymore. You don't get a gold star for breathing here! This is a global economy, with global competition. Get used to it.



Man, light is really beginning to shine on Marblehead. Progressive University never told me about any of this stuff. When you actually look at genuine history, economics and ethics, the conservative position clearly wins.

Knowledge is power.

Sweet.






All right, young Republican, we have exhausted a great deal of effort to enlighten you. That being said,

What is best in life?






Crush your political opponents. See them driven before you. Hear the lamentation of the militant lesbians.

Heritage Mongol: Very Goooood... my son.








Cool. I found an old copy of the Constitution in the dead hand of a fallen patriot. Let's see if I can dash away all of this crusty Souter and Ginsberg crap. Here's a nice slimy rock.


Steel smashes and clatters against stone, The evil skin falls away in flakes...





Whew...

Thank... God!
It is still good.










To be continued....