Abortion Lunacy

Damn, I wish I could write like Bulldog.

In lieu of that and to those of you who are “pro-choice” (whatever that means), let me offer this bit…

Wanting to actually see the information everybody on the “right-to-life” side of the issue was quoting, I started trolling around the individual state’s reports on abortion statistics. I stopped after 3 states; I figured that since all three were reporting essentially the same percentages as each other, and the same as the claims I’ve read, I was on pretty safe ground repeating them.
From this, I will offer the following as factual information: Approximately 3% of all abortions are performed for the sake of the mother’s health. Those performed as a result of rape or incest are vanishingly small. By all means, if you have information to the contrary that has nothing to do with your feelings on the matter - just the facts, ma’am – educate the rest of us.
The conclusion is inescapable: About 97% of all abortions carried out in this country are nothing more than birth control. So, what is it that is being terminated in these elective procedures? Rather than give you my answer, let me take you through a series of hypothetical scenarios.

1. You are 47 years old. Someone shoots you, while you are not a threat. Have you been murdered?
2. You are 10 years old. Someone shoots you. Have you been murdered?
3. You are 1 year old. Someone shoots you. Have you been murdered?
4. You have been out of the birth canal for 10 seconds. Someone shoots you. Have you been murdered?
5. You are 10 seconds away from birth. Someone shoots you through your mother’s body. She wanted you. Have you been murdered?
6. You are 3 months away from birth. Someone shoots you through your mother’s body. She wanted you. Have you been murdered?
7. You were conceived 14 days ago. Someone shoots you through your mother’s body. She wanted you. Have you been murdered?
8. You were conceived 1 minute ago. Someone shoots you through your mother’s body. She wanted you. Have you been murdered?

Presumably, you answered “yes” to at least the first 4 scenarios, because the life of a human being was taken. If you changed your answer at any point, you have made the decision that your status as a human being – and deserving the protection that we afford them - is determined by some event that can be predicated by the length of time that has passed since you were conceived. What is that event, and what empirical evidence do you have to support its occurrence? In other words, when did you change from being non-human to human, what occurred when you did, and how do you know it occurred? Fact is, you have no answer based on knowledge, only faith.
Remember this the next time you try to justify your position as “pro-choice”: you have exactly zero empirical evidence that a human being is anything other than a human being from the moment of conception. You may say I have no empirical evidence that we are humans from conception. Agreed. My position is also one of faith, but it has the advantage of logic, the support of Psalm 139 and the first chapter of Jeremiah, and the fact that the consequences of my being wrong don’t result in the murder of millions, as yours does if you are wrong.
Then, let’s change the last four scenarios by saying your mother didn’t want you. Do you agree that your worth at this moment is determined by whether anyone else, your mother included, wants you? If your mother changed her mind about it when you were 10, would it have been alright for her to have killed you? Would it be alright 12 weeks after conception? Oops, we’re back to that non-human/human thing you can’t answer.
I find it curious that any normal woman would be outraged at the idea that her worth is determined by whether or not a man wants her, and rightly so, but yet so many of these same women will say that an unborn baby’s worth is justifiably determined by whether the mother wants him, or her. Kind of reminds me of those loony broads who want to strike a blow at a patriarchal society by getting married and keeping their Daddy’s name…
Remember, 97%...
I’ll be back to debunk more abortion “facts”, and to talk about the remaining three percent.

Forcing the Issue

Someone just pissed me off.

Everybody go to my Abortion post (find the link to your right, under the Terror Counter, in the Archives section) and post a comment. I'll not post again until I get a dialog going on the Abortion issue.

The North American Haji...

I'm gonna do a combo post tonight, and I ain't even gonna charge extra...

First, I want to talk about the difference between compassion and stupidity.

Somalia is a war-torn nation. It has been since...well, I don't really even know. I never heard of it before the whole "Blackhawk Down" thing. People who get here from Somalia must think that America is paradise on Earth, and rightly so. I do have compassion for those people. A child should never have to deal with war. On the other hand, those who come here from Somalia, Iraq, Uzbekistan, Chechnia, Afghanistan, Iran, etc. need to perhaps humble themselves a bit. I know that when my life gets suddenly better, I try to be grateful.

What I'm trying to say is that even though it is rude to throw ham at Somalians, they of all people should know that it could be waaay worse.

This superintendent, while probably a well-meaning guy, is just a giant horse's ass. His over-apologetic, politically-correct reaction to an ultimately harmless gesture has led to an endless stream of diatribe from assholes like me.

Next, I want to talk about my favorite topic, which I like to call The Great Migration of the North American Haji. Once again, I have been offended by a third-world attitude about my first-rate country. A man who barely speaks English and goes by the name of Smith approached me and asked me where to get "work papers" (maybe because I'm a little brown guy, I don't know). I told him that they have a new Mexican Consulate in Little Rock, and that would be the most appropriate place to start. He asked me if I wanted him to kick my ass (I think). I became so amused by this that I really offended him. Now, I ask you, was there really any reason for him to be upset? He asked a question, I gave the right answer, and he threatened me. He didn't mean it, and there was no violence, but he walked away believing that I was the ill-mannered party involved. It reminded me of every Haji I ever met.

I have come to the realization that we have overcompensated for over two generations for some European attitude that we Americans are an arrogant bunch.

You know, back when we had just saved their asses from Hitler.

Eaters of Pig

I eat pork. Not a lot, mind you, but I'm for pig-eating. Apparently, pigs are "unclean" to the culture that wipes its collective ass with its collective left hand. Go figure.

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I am about to presume to know the mind of God here a little, so get ready to be educated/offended.

Here goes:

When Moses received the Law from God, the Hebrews were wandering around in the desert. God knew that the people were making a golden calf to pray to, and thus knew that the Hebrew people would be wondering in the desert for a while yet.

I have had the privilage(?) of living on the Sinai peninsula, and I know for a fact that there is no good firewood available there. Dry scrub brush will only burn so hot, and then it burns out. In order to cook a pig, one must get the pig very hot and cook thoroughly. If you cannot cook the pig at a high enough temperature, the pig will make you sick when you eat it. They got parasites and stuff, as my retarded friend Geoffrey K. would say.

Anyone who has ever raised pigs will tell you that pigs are naturally clean animals. They don't get nasty unless they are penned up together in a confined space. Their crap only smells so bad if they eat a lot of garbage and waste. God did not say that pigs were necessarily unclean, so much as they were, at the time, an unsafe option for consumption. This is why there is no mention of pork in the New Testament.

All of the Law of Islam is either stolen from the Hebrews (the favored sons) or just made up by that foul liar, Muhammed.

A young man was recently charged with a hate crime (whatever that means) for placing a pork steak wrapped in plastic on a table near some Somalian students. He did it just to mess with them, and sure, he meant to be offensive, but come on. There was no crime committed here.

I saw a guy in the park the other day with a shirt that said "Jesus is a Pussy". Several ways to react to this rolled through my head (some of which were definately not what Jesus would do), but it never occurred to me to have him arrested for a hate crime.

You see, there are two things going for T-shirt guy- First, he lives in America, where you can be unreligious if you choose. Second, and most importantly, he has God-given free will. He can make whatever idiotic choices he wants.

Muslims keep trying to take away both of these basic principles wherever they go.

But they still got poop on their hands...

Islamic Expansion in Europe, Australia, and Asia

Pay attention, Grasshopper, I'm gonna learn you somethin.

In Asia, the Muslims are attacking the basic family unit. Daughters are being torn from their parents' homes and "converted" to Islam. Wives are being taken from non-Muslim husbands because they grew up in Muslim households. Judges and police are too afraid to enforce the local laws because violence against their families is always in the back of their minds. Muslim clerics have gone so far as to issue Fatwas against government officials in Pakistan, India, Thailand, and Tibet.

In Europe, they have taken a different approach. There they are attacking sovereignty. The trend in Europe has been to insist that Muslims be guided by and ruled with Sharia Law (Traditional Islamic Law), and therefore not be made to answer to local laws and courts. Women have been denied divorces because their husbands requested that the hearings be held under Sharia Law. Judges fear offending the Muslim populations, and so they allow the law to be taken from their hands. This has been going on in Germany, Norway, Sweden, Switzerland, and Spain.

In Australia, several Muslim groups have openly declared their intent to "take over" the government. Certain clerics have denounced western culture and proclaimed Australia a new Muslim stronghold.

In America, we continue to play nice. It is rediculous to think that anyone is trying to take over the world in this day and age, right?

Nobody Rides for Free

In December of '06, I posted an article entitled How to Destroy America. You will notice in the Headlines section near the top of the page that there is a link titled Islam's Twenty Year Plan for America. Read both and notice the similarities.

Then please, for the love of God, get freaked out.

I try to encourage involvement here. That's really the only solution to any of America's problems. But no matter how much I rant and rave, the People are ultimately going to pay the price.

You see, we pay no matter what. We can pay now by sacrificing a little free time and getting involved, or we can pay later when everything goes down the tubes. The unfortunate side of the credit approach is that our grandchildren are usually the people that get the "Past Due" notice on our crap. If you don't get it, here's an example: Social Security. ('nuff said)

The twenty year plan referenced above is a bit over-ambitious, but I am willing to bet my life that fifty years is a likely time-frame. Over the next few days, I will outline a simple plan to defeat the enemies within and without. The simplicity will amaze, astonish, or bore you. In any case, the Bulldog has a plan.

If you are at all interested in what I say here, please read the previously mentioned articles. The next few posts will be more or less a response to said articles.

Abortion

Ok, here we go...

Abortion isn't right. It is legal. What does that say about our culture (or lack thereof)?

Abortion isn't a matter of a woman's right to do with her body as she pleases. Abortion is a matter of convenience.

If we claim that an unborn baby is as disposable as a plastic soda bottle , how can we expect anyone to accept that we are just, or moral, or even human?

I certainly don't know.

If you disagree, here is your opportunity to convince me.

ENOUGH

First, I want to thank the eloquent King Jeff for his educational and well written assistance. I hope you learned a bit. I did.

Second, I want to mention the school shooting in Virginia. If there were armed citizens packing heat in the area, I don't think that the guy could have killed 32 people. He might have gone batshit and shot a few people, anyway, but even the best-trained soldier takes a few battles to rack up 32 bodies. Unless, of course, he is blazing away at an unarmed populace.

Now, down to bidness.

I had a three day drill this weekend out in the boonies, so I was out of town since Friday. My wife had our three girls and my 12yr old's BFF with her, and she decided to go to the local laundry facility to wash some blankets and things that are just too large for our washer. While the two twelve year old girls were doing twelve year old things, my wife overheard two illegals (wetback SOBs) talking about the very vulgar and very inappropriate things that they wanted to do to my 12yr old and her friend. My wife speaks Spanish (work related), so she jumped their asses.

The laundry was full of people, men and women alike. Some were Mexicans (not Americans), some were white folks, some were black folks. No one came over to help her as she had an altercation with two men who were being lewd with her children. Everyone else in the laundry studiously ignored the situation. The guys finally realized that my wife was not going to shut up until they went away, so they left.

As my wife became less angry, she began to get embarassed about her behavior. She became apologetic about it, even. Not to the creeps, mind you, but to me, hours later.

So I explained it to her. Now I'm going to explain to all (both) of you.

I have had enough of this crap. The next person, legal or not, that violates my sense of decency or civil liberty is going to get his ass beat. Do you know why I am so willing to resort to violence?

I'll tell you.

Most of the world only recognizes authority when it is backed by violence. Aggression and violence are the only true means of keeping people from acting like tree-hanging crap-flingers (monkeys). I will not be afraid in my own home, neighborhood, city, state or country.

I'm not saying that I will go walking around in Compton or anything, but I won't let thugs and low-lifes run the show on my watch. I will not let this country that I have dedicated myself to defending turn into any more of a den of wretched behavior than it has already become.

If you are one of those people who just watches it get worse and worse every year without ever stepping up, you had better grow up. Hanging on to the illusion that it "might get better" is a waste of time. Our country is spinning so fast down the toilet right now that we may never fix it.

I, for one, am going to rage against the dying of the light.

The Reign of King Jeff - Day 3

The Reign of King Jeff – Day 3

Part 2

On second thought, maybe I’ll hold off the executions until tomorrow, and talk to the folks at home on TV about it first. The history of international bankers and their influence on world events is extremely complex, and could never be fully explained in a TV address. But, I suppose I might be able to squeeze in a little history before the general population falls asleep, or switches over to ‘Idol’.

Way back in 1743, one Mayer Amschel Rothschild set up shop as a coin dealer in Frankfurt, Germany. (Ever notice how much trouble seems to come out of that place?) Mayer’s last name used to be Bauer, but he adopted Rothschild because his business logo was an eagle with five arrows in its talons on a red background. Hence, “Red Shield”, or “Rothschild”. You have to admit, it does have a more chic ring than some character on a TV show or a clothes designer. After his financial success investing the money made by the Elector of Hesse when he was renting mercenaries to King George, Rothschild’s boys set up shop in five European cities. Daddy Rothschild bought a nice five-story house that he shared with Jacob Schiff, whose 20-million dollar “loan” financed the Bolsheviks, resulting in a little spat called the Cold War.

Probably the most pivotal point in the history of banking occurred when Nathan Mayer Rothschild, who wound up in London, went to Waterloo, site of Napoleon’s bad day, and realized that ol’ Nappy was on the ropes. He got back to Brussels as fast as he could, and tried to hire a boat back to England, insider trading on his mind. At Ostend, he found no boats were going out because of a raging storm, but he finally agreed to pay 2000 francs to some Indiana Jones-type that figured his widow would be taken care of, at least. Unfortunately for the rest of us, he made it, and so did Rothschild. Next day, manning his post at the London Exchange and looking like Ted Kennedy must have on the morning of July 19^th, 1969, Rothschild began dumping securities. A panic ensued, with securities being dumped at a frantic rate. Naturally, agents of Rothschild were buying them up, so when calm returned, he had made an unimaginable fortune.

Because of his monopolistic powers, Rothschild gained control of the Bank of England, a nice, quaint little operation that was set up by King William of Orange back in 1689. King Bill was put in power by a group of European bankers, and he paid them back by ordering the British Treasury to borrow 1,250,000 pounds from them. He also gave them a Royal Charter to create the Bank of England, and consolidate the national debt, most of which was created by the loan. They were allowed to directly tax the people for interest and principal, as well as forbid goldsmiths to store gold; they had to store it – Surprise! – in the Bank of England vaults. By 1815, through the miracle of compounding interest, the debt had grown to 885 million pounds. These types of people have retained their grip on the major banking houses in London ever since. Ask Herbert Hoover; he spent most of his life there. And a great lap dog he was. But hell, somebody buys you the Presidency, the least you can do…

They had a grip on things here until Andrew Jackson let the charter expire on the American central bank, but that just irritated them the more. They got their way with the creation of the Federal Reserve Board. No more “federal” than Federal Express, and having no reserves, it is the single-most vile example of treason in American history. Plainly and grossly unconstitutional, it has remained untouched because of the unimaginable consequences that would happen if the Fed pulled the plug on the economy. In spite of the fact that the Supreme Court reminded the clowns in Congress that they don’t have the authority to transfer a responsibility that was given to them by the Constitution to someone else, that is exactly what was done on December 23, 1913, when most of the Senate was out of town. Add the signature of a simpering President in the form of Woodrow Wilson, and here we are, enslaved to the whims of bankers. At least Wilson had the guts to later write that he had “destroyed (his) country”.

Now for the really fun part! When you manage to get yourself a bank like the Fed, you get to make money out of thin air. Somebody walks in the door, like, say, a batch of Democrats who tell you that the black race can’t survive without government-enforced “compassion”, or a batch of Republicans who tell you that backwater Arabs have managed to find a way to melt steel with kerosene, and they need 2 trillion dollars to fix it all. No problem; you open up your ledger, write down a 2 trillion dollar loan to the guv’mnt, and Presto! $2,000,000,000.00 appears out of nowhere. The people then owe you 2 trillion plus interest. Neat, hunh? Well, okay, it does cost you a little bit to get the Treasury Department to print it, but you gotta’ spend money to make money, don’t’cha?

I am so going to enjoy seeing these bastards go down, assuming they don’t get me first…

Greatly simplified, but that is essentially what’s going on today, and although the few who are willing to talk about it would like us to believe that the American economy is run out of the New York banking houses, following the money will still lead you back to London. And all this time, you thought we’d won the war…

And it is the reality of war-making that has me ready to punch the tickets of these unspeakably greedy, murderous bottom-feeders. Hundreds of millions have died as a result of their machinations, and don’t even think that they aren’t taking advantage of the hatred that we have generated through the exportation of American liberal “enlightenment”.

Also, I need to plan for dinner. I’ve never been to a Ruth’s Chris Steak House before; hell, I can barely pronounce it. I wonder if they deliver. (And no, that sentence doesn’t need a question mark; it’s declaratory.)

Hoping that I’ll last long enough to deliver on my promises, I am,

Almost finished,

King Jeff

Well, that’s it for me. I have to go back to being the real me now. No more being King Jeff. But the stuff I’ve talked about here is quite real, and most of it is readily available on the Net. In particular, the information about Jekyll Island and the Fed can be found in a book written by Eustace Mullins called “The Secrets of the Federal Reserve”. Google “Jekyll Island Federal Reserve”. You can read it online. There is also a book called “The Creature from Jekyll Island”, by G. Edward Griffin. Also, Google “the law that never was” for info on the 16^th Amendment. These are just places to begin; learn, learn, learn. You’ve been told that dictators love an unarmed populace. True, but forced to choose between unarmed and ignorant, they’ll choose ignorant. If you’re a dope, you can be talked out of your guns for the sake of “security”, and then talked into anything else.

A final thought: I am absolutely convinced that the only solution available to us is the same one that Founders were forced to use. We are going to have to fight, and die, in large numbers to defeat the international bankers that have us by the economic throat. Think for a moment. Why is the dollar in your pocket worth what it is worth? Can you directly exchange that dollar for a quantity of gold? No, you can’t. You can buy gold with it, but the amount you can get for that dollar is determined by a bank in London. Do your homework; find out which one. What if they decide it will take two dollars to buy that same amount, or five, or a hundred? When I was young, gold was $35.00 an ounce, and it was that way for years. Why is it $679.00 now? In WWII Germany, wives would go to their husband’s workplaces to pick up their paychecks as soon as possible and head straight to the bank, because inflation, which is nothing more than an increase in the “money” supply, meant they couldn’t buy as much with it by the end of the day. That wasn’t the result of sunspots, folks; it was the result of the decisions of men. Men who bleed and die when made to pay for their crimes, if the citizenry ever says, “Enough is enough!” Count on this, my friends: when it becomes sufficiently profitable to do so, and I believe it will be soon, the bankers are going to pull the plug on the American economy. It is only a matter of time.

The Reign of King Jeff - Day 3

The Reign of King Jeff – Day 3

Part 1

My, how time flies. Here it is, day 3 of this impossible dream, and in just a few hours, I get to expose, dismantle, and eradicate the most insidious and destructive vehicle for treason and enslavement that any batch of moral lepers ever managed to dream up. The only thing I’m unsure of is whether I’ll be able to assemble a firing squad in time for the evening news.

But, before that bit of fun begins, I’ll take some time to rattle the cages that surround the minds of collectivists across the land. Sometime after a breakfast of chocolate-chip pancakes, slow-cooked bacon, and Hawaiian Kona, I’m going to disintegrate the Department of Education, the Department of Health and Human Services, and the OSHA. I’d get rid of some more, but there are only so many hours in a day. (You’d never know it to hear me talk, but I really am something of a health food nut. I just figure I don’t have much time left on the job, and I might as well ride all the rides I can before my pass expires.) Then I’m going to issue a Royal Edict that will require any and all conversations between lobbyists of any and all stripes and Congress members of any and all political philosophies to be carried out in front of cameras that are delivering a live feed to C-Span. You say the Executive Branch doesn’t have the Constitutional authority to do such a thing? You’re absolutely right; but it doesn’t allow for Kings either now, does it? Besides, with the fog created by about 13,000 other Royal(Executive) Edicts(Orders), who’s going to notice? On with the show.

After those little exercises, I’m going to sit and ponder the events that took place back in November, 1910, when a train with all its windows blacked out pulled out of the station in Hoboken. Hidden from the curious eyes of reporters were A. Piatt Andrew, Assistant Secretary of the Treasury; Paul Warburg, from the banking house of Kuhn, Loeb Company; Frank Vanderlip, president of National City Bank of New York; Senator Nelson Aldrich, head of the National Monetary Commission, created after the Panic of 1907; and a handful of other powerful bankers. The train’s destination was Brunswick, Georgia. From there, a small shuttle boat would ferry these traitors to Jekyll Island, an island enclave purchased in 1886 by men with names like Astor, Morgan, Vanderbilt, Pulitzer, and Gould, and where they would occasionally repair to disport themselves with fine food and spirits and a bit of duck-hunting.

This time, however, the regular staff had been dismissed, and a new, temporary group was put in place. The men they were to serve never referred to each other by their actual names. And it was there that they put together a plan that would change America from a place of relative freedom to a place of financial slavery, fulfilling the plans of London bankers that were frustrated by Andrew Jackson back in 1836, for the next 94 years.

That is, until King Jeff came along and had all their progeny and protégés lined up against a wall and summarily shot in front of a live audience for the crimes of mass murder and treason, which is exactly what they and their ilk have been doing for generations, through the financing of wars and market manipulations. The result of their treason was the Federal Reserve Board, and, indirectly, the 16^th Amendment. This amendment, never having been ratified by anywhere near the requisite number of 36 states, was made a part of the Constitution after then Secretary-of-State Philander Knox lied to the public by saying it had been. Maybe I’ll have time to talk to the folks in Peoria about that item before I get my walking papers.

Tomorrow's ravings will be kinda' long, so have your coffee ready.

The Reign of King Jeff - Day 2

The Reign of King Jeff – Day 2

Part 2

Having dealt with the issue of Congressional salaries, my mind turns to foreign policy, which I would really rather just turn over to Colonel Hackworth, U.S. Army, Retired, but he’s passed on to his eternal retirement, and I am getting paid to deal with it. So here goes…

1. North Korea? Look, I don’t see where we have the right to tell another country that they can’t have any specific weapon, especially when we have them. I would, however, remind that pipsqueak with the severe case of small-man syndrome that no matter what they have, we have more. And should the day ever come where they think it worth the risk to launch an offensive attack against anyone, anywhere, with a non-conventional weapon, the first Trident II D-5 from the boomer we have permanently parked off their coast will reach Pyongyang in about 7 minutes.

2. Iraq? Well, if I had been around earlier, we wouldn’t be there, but now we are, so we have to have a plan. Here’s mine…

First, we start by making a worldwide show on YouTube and Google Video of just how well it’s going in Kurdish Iraq, where the people aren’t brain-dead morons who think smiling, eating regularly, loving children instead of shooting them in the back, and using toilet paper are sins. (With thanks to my brother Steve, who was the first to express this idea to me.)

Second, we tell the everyday, working Iraqis, as well as the Iraqi government, that they have exactly 90 days to roust out the troublemakers and publicly execute them, our troops assisting. At that point, if the job is not done, we will relocate to the oil fields and the Kurdish area and watch with complete dispassion as they destroy themselves. No more help with electricity, schools, hospitals, etc. My reason for this is simple: I would not be willing to risk the live of a single American serviceman for a million people who won’t take care of themselves. If they continue to display an unwillingness to throw off the shackles of mindless indolence created by hatred and an imbecilic religion that calls for the conversion, enslavement, or death of an “infidel”, fine. You love death? Have at it. You won’t be missed.

Third, when we leave, we leave. Everybody and everything. I told my sister before we ever got there that one of our reasons for going was to establish a permanent military presence in the region. I intend for us to fail at that. (While I’m at it, I’m also going to start reducing the number of foreign bases worldwide. There are about 185 countries in the world; we have bases in 130 of them.) With four times the known oil reserves of Saudi Arabia lying in oil shale in the Green River formation, we don’t need to keep sucking at the Middle East oil teat forever, and there damn sure isn’t anything else in those God-forsaken sand pits we need.

3. Europe? Frankly, I’m probably going to need some help on this one. Islam will have the entire continent by the throat in another 6-7 years, and while I don’t give a tinker’s damn about the socialist cowards that dominate the place, the development will have implications for us.

4. China? Thanks to a string of presidential failures all the way back to Nixon, keeping those people harmless would require a conventional military build-up that would make everything we have ever done look like a trip to The Dollar Store. If the boys from the Skunkworks don’t already have something in the pipeline, it will be time for another Manhattan Project. Don’t get me wrong – I don’t want to hurt them. I just don’t intend to leave them the power to hurt us.

Well, that’s enough for one day, don’t you think?

…I can’t help but wonder how much longer I have before the bullet comes crashing into my skull. The Federal Reserve Board is, I’m sure, thinking they’re next, and rumor has it they were seriously put-out when Kennedy set up that short-lived silver standard. I can just imagine how they’re going to react when I tell the country the Fed is a group of privately owned banks controlled by a handful of families, especially when I find out who they are and start naming names. Talk about the fit hitting the shan…

With that thought in mind, I’m going down to see if Mr. Clancy’s description of Camp David is close to the mark. I understand the food down there is even better than the White House’s.

Oh, that pastrami sandwich was okay, but I’m still a sucker for roast turkey, bacon, Swiss, and horseradish on rye. The Guatemala-Antigua was righteous. Tonight, I’ll try the Jamaican Blue Mountain. Never could afford the stuff before I got this gig, but there was that time when my ex- brought some back from a mission trip. Despite all the things that really make this life miserable at times, there are also some delights; a good cup of joe, a little girl’s giggle, the front porch swing on a warm October evening, a friend you can bare your heart to; I recommend you enjoy them as you get the chance.

Genuinely wishing you had it even close to as good as I do, I am, most likely,

Your doomed servant,

King Jeff

The Reign of King Jeff - Day 2

The Reign of King Jeff – Day 2

Part 1

After a decent night’s sleep, I’ve decided to upend the public tranquility again by offering another opinion. This time it will be my thoughts on male homosexuality, to wit: This kind of activity is not best described as two men sharing a meaningful relationship; any guy who has a friend he can trust has a meaningful relationship with another man. It is not best described as two men sharing a home and expenses; I did that with a buddy for a year and a half, and we’re both so straight you can draw a line with us. It is not best described as two men sharing a peck on the cheek; there are a number of cultures where this is normal, although I think it’s kind of weird. No, male homosexuality is best described as one man with an erect penis ejaculating into the anus or mouth of another man. My opinion? It’s indescribably disgusting and perverted. Don’t waste my time telling me it’s “just another lifestyle”. “Just another lifestyle” is choosing to eat your salad after the main course instead of before.

Now, on to the things I’m getting paid for.

I read something the other day by a fine fellow who suggested a Constitutional amendment that would reduce the salaries of Congress members to the average of a family of four in the region they serve. I like the principal, but not the method of execution. (Boy, now there’s a turn of the phrase when talking about Congress) Frankly, the idea of the current Congressional lineup getting their hands on the Constitution is a bit disconcerting. There’s no guarantee that that crowd wouldn’t call for a Constitutional Convention, and then we really would have to have an armed march on Washington. Instead, I think I’ll insist on some good ol’ legislation to accomplish the goal. Oh, by the way, contrary to a widely disseminated lie, Congress members don’t get a super-cushy retirement plan, wherein they continue getting paid their retiring salary for the rest of their lives; they just get a cushy retirement plan that pays them a lot more than you. (I would say you and me, but seeing how I’m King, that would require some real chutzpah.) They get a combination of Social Security, which they have been paying into since 1984, and membership in either the Civil Service Retirement System, or the Federal Employees Retirement System, depending on when they were elected. CSRS can be converted to FERS if the member so decides. In response to their query, the Congressional Research Service sent some answers on the subject to the Idaho Observer (observer@coldreams.com), including the following:

An example was given for a Rep. or Senator retiring after Dec., 2002, with 26 years of service (7 under CSRS, 19 under FERS). With an ending “high-3” salary of $138,233, their annual pension would be $72,442 per year.

As of 1999, the average SS retiree received $804 per month, or $9,648 annually after retiring at age 65.

Not bad work, if you can find it. No matter; I’m going to scuttle the entire Social Security program anyway, because the Constitution doesn’t give the United States government the authority to engage in any such activity. I’ll be calling the S.S.A. later today to tell them to start figuring out how much every living enrollee has paid into this Ponzi scheme, calculate the interest, and send a check for the total amount to the victims. As for those victims of this treasonous fraud who have passed away, the check will go to the heirs. At that point, the individuals will have to take the responsibility for their retirement upon themselves, much as they do when it comes to brushing their teeth.

The Reign of King Jeff - Day 1

The Reign of King Jeff – Day 1

Part 3

First, the Bill of Rights, to what will undoubtedly be the great chagrin of conservative and liberal alike, was never intended by the Founders to restrict state activity. If the legislature of the Commonwealth of Virginia had decided in 1803 to establish sun-worship as the state religion, they were perfectly free to do so. If the government of New Jersey, being the shining star of competence that it is, decides to completely ban gun-ownership, well then, James Madison would tell you they were fools to do so, but he’d also tell you the 2^nd Amendment should have nothing to do with it. This is why the first clause of the 14^th Amendment is such an abomination; it completely reverses this principal. When those fine gents all showed up in Pennsylvania those many years ago, they weren’t there to determine how their own state governments were going to do things. They have their own constitutions for that. (At this point, I might pause, look into the camera, and say, “By the way, you have read your state’s constitution, right?”) They were there to determine how the government of the United States was going to do things, the existing Articles of Confederation having been shown to be insufficient. The result was the Constitution of the United States of America, not the Constitution of All the States of America. Fortunately for us, the protections found in the Bill of Rights originated in the thinking that was already in place in the several states, so when, for example, the 2^nd Amendment was applied to the United States government, it was echoing the political thinking of the states. For example: Section 13 of the Bill of Rights adopted on June 12, 1776, for the Constitution of Virginia states: “That a well-regulated militia, composed of the body of the people, trained to arms, is the proper, natural, and safe defence of a free State; that standing armies, in time of peace, should be avoided, as dangerous to liberty; and that in all cases the military should be under strict subordination to, and governed by, the civil power.” Also, Section 17 of Part One of the Massuachusetts constitution: “The people have a right to keep and to bear arms for the common defence. And as, in time of peace, armies are dangerous to liberty, they ought not to be maintained without the consent of the legislature; and the military power shall always be held in an exact subordination to the civil authority, and be governed by it.” Oh, and simply to irritate those of you who think Christians shouldn’t be involved in politics, it was a Baptist preacher from Orange County, Virginia, who was a primary instrumentality in the adoption of the Bill of Rights. I learned about it; quit sitting there either doubting or believing me without checking it out for yourself.

Second, I would tell my fellow citizens to lose the idea that there is anything in the Constitution that protects anyone’s “right” to do wrong. As the old adage used to say, your right to free speech does not include the right to walk into a crowded theater and yell “Fire” when there is no fire.

Finally, I will contact the White House kitchen, and ask them to make a pastrami sandwich for me. I’ve tried one on a couple of occasions, and they were disgustingly fatty. Maybe the White House could do one up right. Oh, and a cup of Guatemala-Antigua coffee, too. Cream and sugar, please.

Soon, I will describe my second day in office. Until then, I am,

Your servant most unlikely to remain in office for long,

King Jeff

The Reign of King Jeff - Day 1

The Reign of King Jeff – Day 1

Part 2

Later that day, in the interest of environmental-awareness, I will allow Congress to pass more than one item at a time, which will, presumably, save paper, but I will require them to adopt two of the plans put forth by DownsizeDC. The first requires members of Congress to actually work for their pay by writing the bills themselves, instead of farming it out to lobbyists and other tax-money interested parties. The other requires them to actually read the bills in their entirety before voting on them. Both of these measures will also save quite a few trees, it being my considered opinion that not even Joe Biden would want to hear himself talk long enough to read a 1300-page bill. Most importantly, however, I will require every bill proposed by Congress to cite the specific portion of the Constitution that gives them the authority to engage the issue in the first place, in keeping with the 10^th Amendment, which, by the way, is not trumped by the 14^th.

Not wanting to have to deal with the last-mentioned problem anymore, in addition to not liking the whole point of federalism being turned on its head, I will immediately repeal the 14^th Amendment. Then, having a desire to provide the several states with representation in Washington, D.C., such as, say, Botswana has, I will repeal the 17^th Amendment. The 16^th Amendment is next. Seeing that the Unites States Supreme Court has ruled on four separate occasions that it created no new power to tax anyway, why have it cluttering up the document at all? Besides, it was never properly ratified in the first place.

Before heading for the White House screening room, which I understand has an incredible surround-sound system employing Triad speakers, to watch ‘Casino Royale’ again, I will make a television appearance in which I will explain two things about the Constitution.

Tomorrow, I'll give you a sneak preview

The Reign of King Jeff - Day 1

The Reign of King Jeff – Day 1

Part 1

For the last few months, I’ve had an interesting living arrangement: I’m residing with some close personal friends who thought it would be great idea for me to stay with them for an indefinite period. Leaving aside the questionable wisdom of such thinking, I made the move last September, with the intent of fulfilling their desire, which was to help influence their 13-year-old son whose brain-type is the same as mine. Several years ago, while speaking to his Dad on the phone, he told me of some characteristics the boy was displaying, such as taking things apart and putting them back together again, or fixing things that he had never seen before. Sure, we were both laughing after I said it, but I told him these were not good signs, because that’s the way I was when I was a kid.

Plainly digressing, I’ll mention that they also have a 7-year-old son, and an 11-year-old daughter, my view of the world usually coming from the vantage point of her little finger. In addition, there is an older daughter who has not yet left the nest.

We were sitting around the living room before heading off to church one morning, and the subject of gun-toting came up, followed by an animated discussion between Dad and my protégé, whose name is not John, but which I will use for him here. By the time we headed out the door, I was relieved to have gotten away with sitting there and saying nothing. This was unusual, because my opinion is usually actively sought, especially if John is involved with the matter. It was one of those “Phewww”, with-a-wipe-of-the-forehead situations, because I didn’t agree with Dad, and to make matters worse, I was quite capable of making my case based on the words of Jesus found in the gospel of Luke. (We’re all a bunch of nut-case Christians, you see) My relief at not being asked was due to the discomfort I would have felt Sidewinder-ing Dad’s reasoning out of the sky while living rent-free in his house. Can you imagine?

Well, having seen how awkward it can be for someone to ask you to go on record with your opinion, I am glad I don’t have to face that situation here. Having been invited to contribute to this fine effort, I have the good pleasure of being, largely, on the same page as the host.

So then, having wasted enough bandwidth, I will offer my intentions for the hypothetical time…

…When I am King –

I will, in all likelihood, not be able to resist the temptation to spend most of the first day expressing my opinions on various subjects. For example: hip-hop, Paris Hilton, American Idol, and Hillary Clinton for President are all positive indicators that the intelligence level in American society has achieved a point best described by the word “abysmal”. Another: It being one of the few things the United States (what most call “federal”) government is actually supposed to be involved with, $0.39 for some guy to pick up a letter at my house and drive it half way across the country isn’t really all that bad a deal. And so forth…

In Part 2, I really start to rock the boat...

The World is Nuts, As Usual...

" Welcome to Cyprus..."-Will Shakespeare.


The first person to post the rest of the above quote gets to be my Secretary of State.

Anyhoo, this week has been interesting. I am learning about my new job, I have discovered that my Jeep needs something(?) done to the front end, and no matter how long I stay in the army, I still enjoy yelling at new guys.

OH, I'm trying to quit smoking. I am currently on a program right now that involves a lot of shame about sneaking a smike, a lot of fingernail chewing, and some God-awful gum that gives me the hiccups.

Iran released the Brits, Pelosi talked to Syria, and Keith Richards apparently snorted his dad.

I really can't add anything to that.