Lawsuits are terrible for the country–except when they’re not

Jim George By Jim George
March 2, 2019

Too little, too late, proclaims a title of a piece this morning about the pathetic attempt by the Washington Post to ameliorate its enormous exposure to potentially crippling damages stemming from the –gasp! — lawsuit filed by Nick Sandmann and his family over its disgraceful, dishonest, despicable fabrication of an article about the so-called “Lincoln Memorial confrontation” between Nick and his friends with the poor, beleaguered “Indian chief” and “Vietnam War veteran” who turned out to be as fraudulent as the Post.

Here is the Post’s “apology” in full:

“Editor’s note related to Lincoln Memorial incident
By Washington Post Staff March 1 at 5:17 PM
A Washington Post article first posted online on Jan. 19 reported on a Jan. 18 incident at the Lincoln Memorial. Subsequent reporting, a student’s statement and additional video allow for a more complete assessment of what occurred, either contradicting or failing to confirm accounts provided in that story — including that Native American activist Nathan Phillips was prevented by one student from moving on, that his group had been taunted by the students in the lead-up to the encounter, and that the students were trying to instigate a conflict. The high school student facing Phillips issued a statement contradicting his account; the bishop in Covington, Ky., apologized for the statement condemning the students; and an investigation conducted for the Diocese of Covington and Covington Catholic High School found the students’ accounts consistent with videos. Subsequent Post coverage, including video, reported these developments: “Viral standoff between a tribal elder and a high schooler is more complicated than it first seemed”; “Kentucky bishop apologizes to Covington Catholic students, says he expects their exoneration”; “Investigation finds no evidence of ‘racist or offensive statements’ in Mall incident.”

A Jan. 22 correction to the original story reads: Earlier versions of this story incorrectly said that Native American activist Nathan Phillips fought in the Vietnam War. Phillips said he served in the U.S. Marines but was never deployed to Vietnam.”

See any actual apology? Neither do I.

Here’s a common sense report on the “apology” from the piece in the Washington Examiner, linked above:

“The teens abused no one. They mistreated no one. Yet, they were treated like monsters all the same, and all because newsrooms couldn’t be bothered to double-check whether there was a longer, uncut version of the viral footage that had sparked this especially grotesque news cycle. The Covington boys were pilloried, publicly condemned by even their own bishop, and threatened with violence. One student in particular, Nick Sandmann, received the brunt of the hate because he is the most visible of the students captured in footage of the incident.

Unedited tapes of the confrontation between Phillips and the Covington students show the teens were accosted first by Black Hebrew Israelites, a loathsome fringe hate group. The footage also show that it was Phillips who approached the students, not the other way around.

Sandmann filed a defamation lawsuit against the Post in early February, seeking $250 million in damages — the same amount the Post’s owner, Amazon CEO Jeff Bezos, paid for the newspaper in 2013.”

The journalism “profession” has beclowned itself (admittedly a poor choice of words as there is nothing funny about setting out to deliberately ruin young men’s lives) so thoroughly it is difficult, for me at least, to see a return to the august position it once held as a beacon of truth, integrity and honest reporting any time in the foreseeable future.

The title I chose for this post was prompted by a lifetime of filing and pursuing lawsuits on behalf of (mostly!) deserving clients in various courts, State and Federal, and hearing, time after time, lawsuits being called various forms of the scourge of the Earth.
Note to anyone who believes the Washington Compost would have ever published even that sad imitation of an apology without that lawsuit: I’ve got some beachfront property in Montana I’ll let you have cheap.

Sincerely, Jim

Eight Days In May–Rosenstein Did Wear A Wire and Discuss Using the 25th Amendment to remove the President of the United States

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 By Jim George

 February 14, 2019

I had written a slightly sarcastic post about how it was our civic duty as American citizens to rush out and read the latest book by a member of the Swamp, and how their families could probably use the money in the future when all appeal delays have expired after criminal proceedings have been wrapped up, and then I read Byron York’s piece of this morning, and Powerline’s comment on the same, and saw the book in a whole new light.

I strenuously urge a reading of York’s discussion of the number of suspicions and speculations some of McCabe’s book confirms, such as:

“If it’s all true, that is, if revelations in an upcoming book by former FBI Deputy Director Andrew McCabe are accurate. The bottom line on that is that, at least from what we know now, McCabe’s story seems consistent with information congressional investigators have been able to glean elsewhere.”

“It’s just like we thought all along,” said one House Republican upon hearing the news. “If McCabe’s account is true, it confirms what we thought, that Rod Rosenstein was serious when he talked about wearing a wire and invoking the 25th Amendment. Rosenstein should be under oath answering our questions. We need to know who was in the room and what was said.””

There is a lot more in York’s piece, especially about Rosenstein who is, in my opinion, one of the most dangerous people in government today.

As John Hinderaker concluded on Powerline, “Someone should be doing hard time.”

Indeed.

Sincerely, Jim

“Something Wicked This Way Comes”: Barbaric, Depraved Paganism

After the President’s soaringly optimistic paean to all that’s best about an America he obviously loves deeply, as do so many of us who voted him into office, it is jarring, to put it mildly, to return to the darkness which is steadily creeping over our Beloved Nation. But as we have learned time after time, year after year, the magic potion of trying to wish problems away has never worked and will never work, and some of our black holes carry such grave potential as to represent truly dangerous chasms which bode ill for our very existence as a Nation.

Some of them are serious, on varying levels of gravity, and need attention right away.

One of them, represented by the New York law on late term abortion and the attempt at an even more radical law in Virginia, is truly wicked–are evil, barbaric, paganistic, depraved and murderous. These laws, and and the bland, ho-hum attitude some have expressed toward them, cause one to question the basic humanity of some of our fellow citizens. The standing ovation given the “Catholic” Governor of New York, Andrew Cuomo, was surely one of the most sickening displays of ghoulish cruelty seen since the days of butchers like Stalin, Mao and Pol Pot. One must ask: how is this different, in principle, from Auschwitz and Berkenau?

I was driven to write this by an ever-strengthening feeling that I needed, on a personal level, to try to get some even partial understanding of how humans can be so driven by — ideology? cruelty? self-absorption? — as to not only approve infanticide, as the act described by Dr. Northam of Virginia can only be called, but to give it a standing ovation, as in the New York legislature. I, quite simply, could not understand this kind of inhumanity and, now, after delving into it much more deeply, more than ever am convinced that there is a kind of rot and sickness growing inside our body politic which clearly has the power to destroy us if not checked, and soon.

It has been said that only  13% of those polled actually favor partial birth abortion, euphemistically all gussied up with the term “late term abortion”, a figure often used to illustrate how unmoored from real Americans many politicians are who pass these laws. My question is: who are these people, apparently fellow Americans, who believe it is just fine to kill a living, breathing, fellow citizen? I’m not good at math, but can there really be 40 Million Americans who are that inhumanly cruel and callous? It seems there must be and, at the risk of not being at all nuanced about it, they are the core of the rapidly spreading growth threatening our country.

It will be, I hope, helpful to take a tour of the writings of some of our most thoughtful essayists on these developments, not all, by the way, of the right or center right.

For example, the “conservative” columnist for the Washington Post– “conservative” in the same sense as the New York Times’ David Brooks— referred recently to “The Banality of Evil, 2019 Version”. She wisely turned to C.S. Lewis for guidance in commenting on the “weird, wicked world we live in”:

“C.S. Lewis was only partly right when he wrote: The greatest evil … is conceived and ordered (moved, seconded, carried and minuted) in clean, carpeted, warmed and well-lighted offices, by quiet men with white collars and cut fingernails and smooth-shaven cheeks who do not need to raise their voice.

Lewis, perhaps, couldn’t have envisioned the day when a law allowing abortion up to the moment of birth would receive a standing ovation, as occurred last month with New York’s passage of the “Reproductive Health Act.”

Upon signing the bill, which also permits some health care professionals who are not doctors to perform the abortions, New York Gov. Andrew Cuomo ordered that One World Trade Center be illuminated in pink, hijacking the color associated with saving breast-cancer victims — and the birth of a baby girl.

What a weird, wicked world we live in.”

She went on to discuss the –thankfully!–defeated bill in Virginia, about which more later, and similar bills being considered in Rhode Island, Massachusetts, Vermont and other states and she made this cogent observation, which perfectly sums up my revulsion at the strangely uncaring attitudes we see all around us:

“More concerning than a possible increase in late-term abortions (now at fewer than 2 percent of all pregnancy terminations) is the clinical way we view and discuss human life. When we use language to disguise reality, we move ever-closer to the dehumanization of us all.”

Several excellent pieces have highlighted the similarity of much of this thinking to that of the eugenicist Margaret Sanger, who, it may be appropriate to note, was one of Hillary Clinton’s icons, who formed two organizations that later merged to become Planned Parenthood. One of the best was an analysis by Ben Domenech, publisher of The Federalist, with a title carrying more than a kernel of truth: “The Thing We Don’t Talk About.” Quoting Gov. Northam’s remarks–sickening to read, even worse to hear the words being uttered by an M.D. (who specializes in Pediatric Neurology!) he showed how this attitude is indistinguishable from that of eugenicism:

“Northam said: “When we talk about third-trimester abortions, these are done with the consent of the mother, with the consent of physicians, more than one physician by the way, and it’s done in cases where there may be severe deformities, there may be a fetus which is non-viable. So in this particular example, if the mother is in labor, I can tell you exactly what would happen, the infant would be delivered, the infant would be kept comfortable, the infant would be resuscitated if this is what the mother and the family desired, and then a discussion would ensue between the physician and the mother.”

The full Northam interview is here, and fuller context do not make his comments any less disgusting – in fact, they make them even more eugenicist. This is not deceptive editing: it is literally a governor of a major state across the river from our capital endorsing infanticide. Northam has dismissed the situation as a frame job, but the video and text speaks for itself. His state isn’t so blue that he can do what Andrew Cuomo did, and brush off all criticism of his abortion regime as mere religious nagging.”

He then illustrated how Margaret Sanger would be proud of her followers:

“But should we be surprised? Are we so sure that the modern left is actually against infanticide? In looking back at the entirety of human history, the vast majority of it has been filled with blood, slavery, and child sacrifice, and the subjugation or disposal of the weaker members of the human race. It is only in the past few centuries, the blink of an eye historically, that we have become more civilized. The forces of eugenics have had to cloak their aims in a scientific-sounding melange, even as they seek what Margaret Sanger colorfully referred to in The New York Times as “the release and cultivation of the better racial elements in our society, and the gradual suppression, elimination and eventual extirpation of defective stocks — those human weeds which threaten the blooming of the finest flowers of American civilization.”

The idea that for the sake of the fittest, the weakest among us must be destroyed is not a new idea. It is old as humanity, and it is the law of the jungle. The idea that Northam endorsed – a crying baby, “kept comfortable” as doctors consult with the mother about whether it ought to be revived, is as disgusting a concept as can be vocalized. But it is the reality of the regime we live under, and the regime the left wants us to live under. They will not limit their extremism to New York. They will deliberately spread it across the country, fueled by the elites who still hold Sanger’s views, the murderers who profit from it, and the media who cringes in disgust and turns away from local crime stories.”

Human weeds! This is the modern (?) Democrat Party speaking through the voice, among others, of Sanger, who another article termed:

” … The radical eugenicist — a scientific term for codified racism — founded the organization precisely to provide as many abortions as possible and to push for anti-family policies. She wanted to use abortion to “exterminate” black Americans. That is the term she actually used: Exterminate.

Another word for that is “genocide.” “

Charles Hurt, in one of his typically incisive slices right to the core of the issue, observed, in a piece appropriately entitled “Outrage over blackface, silence over killing babies” :

“For years, we have been chided for talking openly about fearing the Obamacare “Death Panels” that would reign after the government takes over every last corner of our health care system.

Turns out that not only are the Death Panels real, they’re not just for old people and expensive sick people. Democrat politicians want them for newborns, too.

“The infant would be kept comfortable,” the Grand Wizard of Death Squads, Virginia Gov. Ralph Northam, tells us in chillingly antiseptic tones.”

“Listening to Dr. Death Northam discuss the final solution for troublesome, colicky or, perhaps, wrong-gendered babies is a little like listening to Hannibal Lecter make tender pillow talk before he rapes a woman, skins her and eats her medulla oblongata.

Or Buffalo Bill give skin moisturizer tips.

“It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again!”

Perhaps Dr. Death should get himself one of those hoods that executioners have always been so fond of throughout the darkest of ages. It could even be pointy. I bet it comes in white, with convenient, yet fashionable, little eye holes.

Virginia House Del. Kathy Tran introduced the legislation that, she admitted, would legalize “abortion” during actual labor. Among the rest of civilization, this is called “infanticide.” Or, more plainly, “murder.”

But, hey, according to Death Squad Grand Wizard Ralph Northam, the baby will be kept “comfortable” while waiting for his or her death row conviction. You know, toss “it” onto a table underneath one of those french fry lamps.

If that is not Life, Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness, then what is?”

John Kass of the Chicago Tribune hit the target in explaining the real reason for why the Democrats have been feverishly fanning the flames of the dumpster fire over the –gasp!–fact that their Governor and Attorney General dabbed a bit of shoe polish on their faces thirty plus years ago:

“The talk of Democrats wearing blackface has all but covered up something else that Northam, a pediatrician, said about aborting a child who had been delivered.

“When we talk about third-trimester abortions, these are done with the consent of — obviously — the mother, with the consent of the physicians — more than one physician, by the way. … If a mother is in labor, I can tell you exactly what would happen. The infant would be delivered.

“The infant would be kept comfortable. The infant would be resuscitated if that’s what the mother and the family desired, and then a discussion would ensue between the physicians and mother.”

A discussion. You mean the discussion that America isn’t having about the value of human life.”

Several recent events have pointed ujp the sheer madness sof where the far-left has gone on this topic. For example, Sen. Ben Sasse, R-NB, announced he will ask the Senate to consider his legislation, the Born Alive Survivors Protection Act and attempted to use the Rule 14 process to expedite consideration of the bill. That rule requires unanimous consent. It was blocked by Sen. Patty Murray, D-Left Coast).

Also pointing up the bizarre consequences of this left drift into depravity is this story out of New York. A woman, apparently very accomplished and the mother of a 12-year old boy, was stabbed to death by her boyfriend. He was charged with her murder, but could not be charged with “homicide” of the baby in view of new York’s new abortion law, because:

“Even though Irigoyen wanted her baby, it was not considered a life under the new law. A spokesperson for the District Attorney told the Post the abortion charge “was repealed by the Legislature, and this is the law as it exists today.”

As The Daily Wire’s Amanda Prestigiacomo previously reported, the law, called the Reproductive Health Act (RHA), repealed abortion from the state’s criminal code and removed the law limiting abortions beyond 24 weeks. The abortion can be performed by a licensed practitioner in “good faith” up to the minute a baby is born “to protect the patient’s life or health,” yet “health” is not defined in the legislation.

“Ostensibly billed as a “women’s healthcare” law, the RHA states that “”every individual who becomes pregnant has the fundamental right to choose to carry the pregnancy to term, to give birth to a child, or to have an abortion.” Irigoyen didn’t get to make those choices, yet the man who did won’t be charged for ending a pregnancy she wanted.”

There are a number of very good discussions of this moral conundrum and, for convenience of those who may wish to consult the ones I considered the best, they can be found here, here, here and here.

However, one study stands out for me and I strongly recommend that it be read in its entirety as it represents the deepest dive I have seen of the history of infanticide, and, most troubling for our purposes, where it can lead. The author is Georgi Boorman and she entitled her essay “Infanticide is the Historical Hallmark of a Pagan Culture.” To use one of our times’ most hackneyed phrases, “trigger warning”: it is a history which is at times gruesome and painfully explicit. No brief listing of quotes would suffice to convey the chilling, to put it euphemistically, history she outlines–only a full reading will accomplish that. Perhaps her concluding paragraphs will offer a small glimpse of the horror which went before:

“What we are seeing now is a return to a world that does not know God and does not want to know God. This is the consequence of our detachment from Christianity and its moral system. The truth is that you do not attain a culture where human life (albeit born life) is almost universally cherished without the knowledge of the one true God.”

“As the Apostle Paul reiterated from Old Testament writers: “None is righteous, no, not one; no one understands; no one seeks for God…Their feet are swift to shed blood; in their paths are ruin and misery, and the way of peace they have not known. There is no fear of God before their eyes.”

“The fact that we are surrounded by a wealth of resources and still 13 percent of all pregnancies in America and 28 percent in the state of New York end in murder should tell you something. This is not a matter of inequality of rights between the sexes or inequality of resources. It is a matter of the heart, and a heart without God is “desperately wicked.” The god of Progress has led its worshipers to embrace death as easily as the Canaanite gods that surrounded the people of Israel.”

I conclude by stating just one of the many seemingly unanswerable questions I have been asking in the days these scenes from Hell have been unfolding: How can we possibly square what is being done to the most helpless among us–our babies — with the fact that our Founding Fathers set out to assure they would have the inalienable right to “Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness”? How do we explain to those coming after us, our children and grandchildren, nieces and nephews, that a large number of their fellow citizens are setting out to “alienate”, in the most horrible and terrifying way, all of those precious rights? I do not pretend to have an answer. Do you?

Sen. Whitehouse: “Indictment and Charges of the President” Coming

The Senator of Rhode Island, more recently seen beclowning himself by asking oh-so-serious and deeply grave questions of now-Justice Kavanaugh about some of the fart jokes teen-aged boys were sharing, has told Chris Cuomo (of course) that “if there are crimes that he [President Trump] has committed, he should be indicted.” Here is a partial transcript of his remarks, followed by a little thought experiment using the Senator’s own language to illustrate the blatant, in-your-face hypocrisy of what has become the far left Democrat Party:

“A partial transcript is as follows:
“SEN. SHELDON WHITEHOUSE: I think that if there are crimes that he [President Trump] has committed, he should be indicted. I do not at all subscribe to the OLC theory that a president can’t be indicted. I think that the Office of Legal Counsel and Department of Justice bends over backward to take the most executive branch-friendly position that it possibly can. I think a court taking a look at this would say “no, no, no, no, no,” and if you look at the Nixon precedents and others, they don’t align with a president not being answerable to the public in this way. And it would create a terrible situation. You have a president, who the public knows is the subject of a criminal investigation, may very well be involved in criminal activity, and you don’t get a resolution of that question? You don’t get pressure on him to answer questions and get out? That doesn’t seem like an appropriate way to deal with it.

“CHRISTOPHER CUOMO: Based on what you know right now, do you think you could bring a case against the president?

“SEN. WHITEHOUSE: I would want to know a lot more. I’m at the stage, based on what I know, that I would be sitting down with the agents and say “okay, we need to run down this, we need to run down that, we need to pin down some things before we go.” We are certainly in a mode, I believe, of moving toward an indictment and charges of the president, but I do not believe, based on what I know — Mueller may know more — that we’re at the stage of actually being able to make the charge.”

Fully acknowledging that I am engaging in full-blown “what about ism”, it is most interesting to adapt the good Seantor’s own language to the matter of another well-known public official about whom there is little or no question about being involved in criminal activity, with the hope, however illusory, that some day, somehow, we might see this kind of fairness in all of our “representatives” to the National Legislature:

”I think that if there are crimes that she (Former First “Lady” (?), former US Senator, Former Secretary of State, former Presidential candidate) has committed, she should be indicted. …. And it would create a terrible situation. You have a (see above list for all the things she has been, in addition to presently being a “has been”) , who the public knows is the subject of a criminal investigation, may well be involved in criminal activity (about 30,000 counts of Federal felony counts, at last count, at that’s only the e-mail criminality) and you don’t get a resolution of that (those) questions? You don’t get pressure on her to answer questions and get out? That doesn’t seem like an appropriate way to deal with it.”

Just as I got to that point, I woke up, put on the coffee, and returned to the real world where members of that August Club known as the United States Senate, spend their time, on our dime, asking questions of candidates for the highest Court in the land questions about teen aged boys’ bad behavior as if they had any actual substance.

Sincerely, Jim

The President’s Press Conference this morning

By Jim George
| November 7, 2018
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This will be a very personal post as it will reflect my very personal impressions after watching every single minute of the President’s press conference after the Mid Term Elections and I was so struck by several impressions, feelings, revulsion, off-putting feelings that I thought I would share them with you, this incredibly well-informed group which I have been so honored to be a part of (no, I’m not running for Mayor of Ricochet-ville, but if I were I know there would be some votes I could definitely not count on, and a handful that maybe I could count on.) and ask if you were moved as I was and, if not, why not?

But, first of all, I would, with the utmost of respect, ask that you watch every single minute of the press conference, as there is really no way to deal with these questions if you have not seen it all. I, like so many of us in this short attention span society of ours, am so accustomed to reading a short blurb somewhere about some subject which interests us, and forming immediate impressions based on those fleeting, momentary, “bites” ( bytes?) of information. I have long been troubled by this shortcoming of mine and have tried to dig more deeply, into “the weeds”, as the phrase is used these days, to understand more fully, whatever issue I am considering at the time.

Have you ever watched one of the President’s Press Conferences? I don’t mean the “chyrons” running across the bottom of your screen telling you what some first year intern has written and is to be taken as an actual substantive summary of what was actually said? I do not ask that question in anything approaching a pejorative manner, as I personally must answer my own question in the affirmative.

But, tonight, I decided, once and for all, I had the duty, before I formed any impressions, opinions, attitudes, conclusions, about all the things I had heard about some of the incivilities I had heard went on at this press conference, to watch every single minute, beginning to end, of this, quite frankly, amazing performance by the President and the disgraceful demonstration of disrespect and lack of civility by members of the media for myself.

I strongly recommend, for those of us who really want to be informed, that you spend the one and a half hours necessary, and then consider the following questions:

With all the media talk (narrative) about the President’s “rudeness” and ill mannered behavior, tell me who was more rude or uncivil, this President or the members of the “esteemed” (by themselves) Capitol Press Corps?

Can you imagine a person, with the weight of the Presidency of the United States of America, being any more patient, nice, forbearing, polite, etc. than this President was, under those circumstances?

Do you understand better, after watching this display of rudeness, childish behavior, disrespect, lack of civility, how this president may be entirely within all our understanding when he calls these people (formerly known as “the Profession of Journalism”) the enemy of the people?

Can you imagine yourself, or anyone you know, who would have been more patient, considerate, nice, courteous, etc. under those circumstances?

What we have is an amazing political genius as President, who has pulled off an astonishing success for the mid terms.

Watch this press conference, and then tell me whether you agree. If not, I’d love to hear your reasons, as I, like the President Trump you will actually hear on this video ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UXcJYf2SkI8) would rather be bipartisan than fighting all the time about everything.

Adam Schiff, call your office; there’s a new dawning coming, and it’s not interested in one hundred new senseless investigations of something which never happened.

Your views?

Sincerely, Jim

I Spent the Day in America Today

I spent the day in America today.

The real America, a place where Americans live — where it is well nigh impossible to find a single person who hates America, who hates the Founding Fathers and who still call them Fathers, as they all in fact were, a place where there are American flags and references of one kind or another to guns and religion.

A place, in other words, which is definitely nowhere near the so-called “Clinton Archipelago” and is certainly not named New York City, Chicago, Los Angeles, Harvard, Yale, or Palo Alto.

A place, it might be noted, which was recently on the edge of the recent hurricane which, while not at the epicenter still received much noticeable damage. But, in this small town in actual America, in the restaurant where we had real, honest-to-God (and they — gasp — actually used that very phrase) American, of course, home cooking, neighbors were “visiting” with each other, as it is called in America, not networking, about damage to their homes and reassuring each other that all would be well. And, it will be — in America.

Not once did I hear a single one of these fine citizens grumble about the fact that “man-made warming” caused their losses and one got the distinct impression that if someone did, he would get very lonesome, very fast.

They simply don’t think in those terms — in America.

In the friendly, warm, welcoming restaurant where we had what must be the very personification of the phrase “down-home-country-cooking,” it would have been unthinkable for some “outsider” to come in and demand that someone leave because they were wearing clothes carrying the wrong message — like “God Bless America” or “America — Love it or Leave It”, or a message as outrageous as “Make America Great Again!” As a matter of fact, based on the size and build of some of the younger citizens I saw in that wonderful place, that kind of insulting, rude, and, dare I say it, uncivil behavior might happen once in that restaurant — but only once. And the types who tried to claw — literally — their way through the doors of the highest Court in our land would never, ever, ever come back for a second helping, of that I am sure.

And, along those lines, this was not a place for a certain former person in the higher atmospheres of the “leadership” of the FBI, as if Peter Strzok thought he could “just smell the Trump support” in that Virginia Wal-Mart, had he even been fortunate enough to get through the door of that restaurant, he might well have been knocked down by the support of, again, dare I say it, the purest perfume of Americanism either he or his fellow (?) FBI colleague, Ms. Page, have ever drawn through their olfactory senses. The citizens I saw today would teach Strzok and Page a whole new meaning of the phrase he used about the election of the President of the United States — “we’ll stop it” — one which might well have borne unpleasant memories for both of those swine.

In the America I visited today, the parking lots of the churches were full to overflowing and the towns were, for the most part, save the obvious scars left by the nightmare named Michael, lovely, well-tended, and quiet on a pretty Sunday afternoon.

This is the America in which My Lady and I were both raised and while I have read much lately about how America is finished — and even I have had those thoughts myself — what I saw today in the America I visited convinces me that the foundations our Forefathers built this great Nation on are simply driven too deep to be “fundamentally transformed” by Alinsky-ite Marxists wearing stupid hats and wailing at the sky like wounded animals.

So, if you’re getting a little, or a lot, down by the steady drumbeat of the San Francisco Democrats (look what they did to one of the most beautiful cities on the face of the earth) wearing their symbols of nuttiness like pussy hats, I have a little elixir which I hope will lift your spirits as they did mine this very day.

Spend a day in America! It’s a wonderful place!

A Little Boy and an Anonymous Gift

It is one of those days which is so beautiful, clear as crystal, crisply cool, here in the far West of the Panhandle, the part which the Good Lord willed to be spared the ravages of the nightmare named Michael, that I thought I might note how grateful I am to Him for this gift he has granted us.
I was moved to note these feelings of the deepest kind of gratitude, the kind which is simply not capable of being captured by mere words, by reading a truly poignant column in my daily scan of news items, an undertaking which is almost always, shall we say, not exactly uplifting but overflowing with news which is the polar opposite of inspirational. This piece, by Salena Zito, is entitled “A 90-minute flight, 45 presidents, and an 8-year-old American boy” and, especially if you’re not having the kind of lovely afternoon with which we have been graced, please go read this wonderful and inspirational piece. Ms. Zito tells of meeting two uniquely, and true, Americans — one, the little boy of the title and another who does, indeed, qualify as one of the heroes of the story.
She sets the stage thus:
“Sometimes, you meet special people, people who have an impact not just on your day, but on your outlook in life. People who provide you a priceless gift by letting you see the world through their eyes, and thus showing you that everything is a little better than you thought it was before you met them.
Sometimes, those people are only eight years old.
The first thing you will learn about Jared Gyure when you meet him is that he likes U.S. presidents.
He has no problem sharing that affinity, which he did the moment he plopped himself down in seat 17E on an American Airlines flight from Charlotte to Pittsburgh, sitting next to his mom, with his dad and his 3-year-old brother, Jackson, in front of him. Two older brothers sit way up in the front of the plane.
They are all heading to Uniontown, Penn., for the funeral of the boys’ great-grandmother.”

Our young student of this particular aspect of American history then proceeds to demonstrate his remarkable knowledge of all, not just a few, of our Presidents, and is awestruck when Ms. Zito tells him she has actually interviewed several Presidents, including the present occupant of that office.
Which brings us to the second hero of this flight to Uniontown, PA:

“For someone who rarely flies, I find myself for once enjoying the opportunity to meet someone so inspiring and inquisitive on a plane all packaged into one small compact boy.
Jared receives a lot of smiles as the passengers exit the plane. Our boisterous conversation has touched more than one person traveling from North Carolina to Pennsylvania, including an African-American young man dressed in a deep-blue dress sweatshirt and pants with the traditional gold Navy emblem across the front.
He pulls out his white navy sailor’s cap and asks Jared’s mom, Adrienne, if he could give it to the precocious boy, who probably taught everyone on the plane a few things about U.S. presidents — most importantly, a deep respect for the office outside of politics.
Jared is stunned as the sailor hands him the hat. He pauses to take a photo with him, then walks away with a broad smile, without giving his name.
It’s a reminder that sometimes lightning strikes twice in one day, when you meet two special people who make an impact not just on your day, but on your outlook in life.
Jared likely made such an impact in so many ways Wednesday evening on a plane over the middle of the country to a lot more people than he’ll ever know.”

That lovely vignette just filled my heart with gladness and as I sat outside in this glorious weather, and thought about Jared and his brand new friend, one of those brave defenders of all we hold dear in this, the greatest Nation ever created by Man in history, I reflected on how immersed we all are in the “unlovely” news of the day. I probably should amend that statement as even I am not presumptuous enough to speak for “all”, but I know that I must plead guilty to spending far too much of my time on the “unlovely” and not near enough time learning about the Jareds of the world, and of the kinds of men like the “other hero” in the story, a proud member of the United States Navy, who gave a little boy the gift of a lifetime!

The Kavanaugh hearings- One step away from “Room 101” in 1984?

Perhaps some day we will come to see Justice Kavanaugh as the closest thing we have in modern times to the abjectly miserable Winston Smith in Orwell’s dystopian novel 1984, who suffered unspeakable forms of torture in “Room 101”, the worst torture chamber of all in Oceania.
Perhaps, in fact, that day is here, as the final day of the Senate Judiciary Committee hearings brought us to a new low of ruthless cruelty in an attempt to destroy a man and his family. I would posit that this kind of barbarity and savagery is just one baby step away from the “creative” methods of torture administered to Winston Smith and any of his fellow Oceanians who ran afoul of the dreaded “Thought Police”.
And, what was in Room 101? As O’Brien told Winston as he was being led to the room of so many nightmares on Oceania:
“ “You asked me once,’ said O’Brien, ‘what was in Room 101. I told you that you knew the answer already. Everyone knows it. The thing that is in Room 101 is the worst thing in the world.’
“ ‘The worst thing in the world’ said O’Brien, ‘varies from individual to individual. It may be burial alive, or death by fire, or by drowning, or by impalement, or fifty other deaths.’
“ ‘In your case’, said O’Brien, ‘the worst thing in the world happens to be rats.’ “
In the novel, recalling an earlier incident when Winston and his (forbidden) paramour were intruded upon by a large rat, surveilled by the “Thought Police” through the all knowing telescreens installed everywhere in the country, the “worst thing in the world” to Winston was a rat. O’Brien goes on to explain the nature of the horrific torture he has planned for Winston, involving an imaginative device which fits onto Winston’s face containing very large, and very hungry, brown rats. The thing, a cage with several chambers which can be opened in sequence allowing the rats to get closer and closer to the face of the “enemy of the State” until he or she either dies of shock or tells the Thought Police what they want to hear. O’Brien describes their demonic reasoning in this passage:
“ ‘ By itself,’ he said, ‘pain is not always enough. There are occasions when a human being will stand out against pain, even to the point of death. But for everyone there is something unendurable—something that cannot be contemplated. … It is the same with the rats. For you, they are unendurable. They are a form of pressure that you cannot withstand, even if you wish to. You will do what is required of you.’ “
For those of you who followed this National disgrace as we did, you will know where this is going, because what would be the worst thing in the world for a man like Judge Kavanaugh, a man whose life’s record of accomplishment is simply, there is no other word for it, legendary in the annals of law and jurisprudence? While none of us can claim to know the answer to that question, we may reasonably surmise an answer based upon the intensity and emotion of his responses at the now-iconic speech he gave in answer to the gutter slanders of the despicable creatures on the Democrat side of the committee.
The “worst thing in the world” for this devoted and loving husband of Ashley and father of Margaret and Liza, son of his Mom and Dad, brilliant student and lawyer and closest assistant to a President of the United States, a Judge whose 312 opinions are masterpieces of legal erudition—would be for his honor and integrity to be besmirched before the world—but so much more importantly to this fine man—before his wife and little girls and Mom and Dad.
And so it was in our modern version of Room 101, which contained “the worst thing in the world” for The Honorable Brett Kavanaugh.
And, don’t believe the remnants from Oceania such as Spartacus and the blandly sinister Feinstein and Stolen Valor Blumenthal and their fellow brown rats didn’t know exactly what the “worst thing in the world” was for this truly Honorable man.
To those who may feel I have become just a tad overwrought about this: I have in my family beautiful little girls I absolutely adore, I have a wife who has been my life partner for almost half a century without whom I cannot envision life, I had a Mom and Dad I revered and I have been blessed with some of the most amazing friends, far and wide, anyone could hope to have. I simply cannot imagine what a man of such towering quality must have gone through while having his obviously adoring wife and precious little girls hearing this steady stream of raw sewage being poured all over their Dad and Husband by bottom feeding vermin like those who mounted this dreadful lynching.
Room 101?
Yes!
Complete with a pack of avariciously hungry rats.

Search and Destroy

I watched almost every single minute of this pathetic exercise in how far so-called well educated and accomplished people can go when they are devoid of any shame of boundaries whatsoever and will do anything, including destroy one of the finest men to ever be nominated to the Supreme Court, and his beautiful family, his devoted wife and their little daughters, one of whom prayed for “the lady” at her nightly prayers, and all his family, his stricken Mother and Father, and his friends, and I did this because I wanted, once and for all, to know for myself, and not from the now-totally-out-of-control media but from what I saw for myself what really happened.

What happened today was, as one of the Republican Senators said, worse than the Bork hearings and worse than the Thomas hearings, as hard as that is to believe. If you had watched every minute of it, you would well know what I mean. The Judge was right on the target when he said “Advise and Consent” had now become “Search and Destroy”, as that is exactly what it has become, in addition to becoming an audition for candidates for the Democrat nomination for President for 2020.

What happened today, also, at least for this one viewer, is that I will never, although I was very close to this before today, never, never, never ever again believe the summary presented to us by the media, and in this I very sadly and reluctantly include the only news outlet I still have any faith in, Fox News, to tell me what really happened in a given event and I will always insist on having to see it, from stem to stern, with my own eyes. The very idea that Fox News would have someone like a Valley Girl airhead like Marie Harf commenting on a man of the unbelievable substance of Judge Brett Kavanaugh, and telling viewers what he said and how he said it, is as insulting as I can imagine anything being in this admittedly upside down world we are now living in.

I made myself watch all of this so I could know whether my previous feeling that the Democrats on this committee were among the most corrupt people who have ever served in the United States Senate was well founded, and I came away with a deep and abiding certainty that they were not only that, but that they were some of the most mindlessly ruthless and heartless group of people (?) who have ever been gathered in the already checkered and spotty history of that “Most Exclusive Club In The World.” If this is what an exclusive club looks like, I’ll just say like Uncle Earl Long said years ago when someone asked whether he didn’t resent it that he had never been admitted to the ultra-elite Boston Club in New Orleans even though he had been elected Governor– “the only way they would let me in would be if I had a mask and a gun.” That’s the kind of image I got with United States Senators (who are the people who actually vote for some of these people?) who actually spent the time we pay them to do serious matters asking about whether a 17 year old boy really meant to write about flatulence and whether or not the “f” symbol really meant the “f-word”.

Actually, in a way, as a person who has dealt with far more lying witnesses than I care to actually count in come of our cases, I must admit to a feeling of some kind of awe that the Most Honourable Ranking Member, as we are supposed to refer to her in “polite company”, as if there is any such thing any more, could actually make her little speech about how innocent she is in front of an entire world which now knows, beyond peradventure, that she concealed “Dr” Ford’s letter for about seven weeks, a time in which all of this could have been investigated thoroughly and in a way which would have completely honored her request for confidentiality.

The oiliness of Durbin, the strangely sinister mien of the “Ranking Member” who caused this entire nightmare, the moron which is the Senator from Hawaii, who, amazingly, today I learned is a graduate of one of the most distinguished Law Schools in the country, Georgetown, the rank idiocy of “T-Bone Spartacus”, the smallness, in so many ways of the pathetic little Chris Coons, the downright frightening demeanor of the probable next Democrat nominee for President, Kamala Harris, the reptilian approach of perhaps the most wretched of all, as he lied about his Military service, Blumenthal, and the fact that, as one of the prominent Republicans noted, they have already reserved a url for the NEXT nominee, causes me to –truly- weep for the future of our country. I simply do not know how we survive repeated flows of sewage like this through the Public Square without despoiling it beyond repair.

God Bless Judge and Mrs. Kavanaugh and their beautiful family and the really great heroes of this day like Lindsey Graham and Sen. Talis and Cruz and Lee and Kennedy and Hatch and Cornyn and Grassley and God Help America if this is what our future holds.

Sincerely, Jim

Fairness?For Whom?Only ONE Woman?

The entire political structure of America, or at least what purports to occupy that role, has turned itself into a pretzel, trying to display every imaginable form of accommodation, civility, good manners, courtesies to the Nth Degree, so that one woman will be, in the words of Sen. Chuck Grassley, “comfortable” in giving her testimony. We continue to hear speeches about the  “fairness” which should be extended this one person, who, to be way more blunt than most analysts have been, is spinning a tale right out of Alice in Wonderland, shot full of holes and inconsistencies, with no corroborating witnesses whatsoever, and whose status has been elevated to that of some kind of second “Anita Hill”-type heroine, as she and her apparently exorbitantly well paid cadre of lawyers, PR agents, IT experts who must have been retained to scrub every jot and tittle of anything even remotely embarrassing on her social media. As there have been barrels of ink spilled — or is the modern appellation “barrels of bytes”?– over this most tawdry, slimy, sleazy, despicable, dirty, filthy, rotten smear in living memory, many, on the right, at least, by minds which operate at a level so far above mine I stand in awe of their intellectualism and make no pretense of even trying to occupy their place in the stratosphere of true intellect.

I will, however, in much more simple words than those which have carried such lofty ideas about this entire sorry –nay, tragic– episode in the history of our Republic, and it is something which has been eating at me for many days now, and it is this: do we not owe a duty of fairness to many other women whose lives will be horribly impacted by this nightmare? I speak, first of all, obviously, about the women in Judge Kavanaugh’s personal life– his wife, daughters and Mother. How about the girls he coaches on his daughter’s basketball team? Do they count in the  “Great Fairness Game” we are all instructed we now have to play on behalf of ONE woman? What about the 65 women, friends, former law clerks, colleagues, etc., along the way? How is we do not owe these women at least some small sliver of the fairness we are told we owe to this ONE woman? Do they, and their sensitivities, count for nothing when weighed in the balance of the apparently cosmic importance of the “fairness” we should accord this one person who we are supposed to view as some sort of New American Heroine?

Where does this madness — and make no mistake, this is sheer, unadorned madness at work here — end, when we turn all our worlds upside down for this ONE person, whose account, as so aptly described by one of the most eminent observers of this imbroglio, Andrew McCarthy, a former federal prosecutor, would not be given the time of day by any law enforcement agency, municipal, local, State or Federal, in the country?

And, if it is not too terribly hurtful to note this one really amazing fact, who, despite all the entreaties for her “comfort” and “sensitivity” to all the “hurt” which would be inflicted upon her in this “re-victimization process” , is not, through her phenomenally well paid lawyers, demanding that her appearance should take place on a day other than that set by the Judiciary Committee of the United States Senate.

Is chutzpah another word for fairness?

Dr. Franklin is looking down, thinking — “I told them so. I warned them– if you can keep it.”