∅bummer Is The Worst Failure Since "New Coke"
friday, april 15th, 2011
we've been led into an Un-Constitutional War by a phony, dimwit, lying, cipher, unqualified, fraud and ignorant impostor of a "president", who can't be trusted and who is now being regarded by history, even before he is universally thrown out of office in 2012, as the most incompetent failure to ever sit in The White House. And we are now helping the murderous muslim Brotherhood take over North Africa countries and form the beginnings of their unholy World Caliphate, under his command and with his blessing.
We're living through a farcical-flip-flop, engaged in a mockery of sickened comedy, wrapped in an enigma of epidemic proportion, foisting a president known as ∅bummer on to the world's stage as our so-called "president". He isn't; he's a Manchurian Candidate" who is actively trying to destroy America and The Western Civilized World.
He lies about every detail that slithers out of his mouth. The form, the substance, the background, the data, the interpretation and meaning of every detail. He lies about his birth, his associates, his appointees, his policies, his activities, his thoughts, his family; he lies about everything. It's as if he can't speak a word without turning it into at least a dozen lies. Does anybody truly believe that he rejects the racist, hate-America, hate-Whitey venom of Wright, Ayers, Jones and hundreds of others, including his own fat, ugly spouse? Does anybody truly believe that he loves this country and wants the best for its people? No one with a functioning brain does.
First he told the world we are no longer a Christian nation. I guess he means the US and the West have been officially "dhimmitized" (psychologically conquered) by islam. Now the US has been dragged into another uprising in another muslim country trying to take their leader out of power and essentially replace him with Mullah leadership and Sharia-shit law, backed by the murderous muslim Brotherhood.
Mr ∅bummer says that Gaddafi is on "the wrong side of history". It's interesting that the president knows where history is going in the Mideast. For the past 1,400 years, there has been no democracy anywhere in the Mideast – except in Israel. And Mr ∅bummer's idiotic policies seem to be aiding and abetting those who have shown the absolute bitterest hatred towards Israel.
Barrack Hussein Soetero ∅bummer is a stinking, filthy muslim. That's one of the several reasons he's hiding his long-form, non-American, Kenyan Birth Certificate. He has many things to hide from the American Public. No one in any school he's ever "attended in the US", including Harvard, remembers him either as a pupil or teacher, both of which he claims to be. It's as if he never existed in any reality. Where's Lee Harvey Oswald when this country really needs him?Only two non-Arab peoples have managed to obtain their independence: the State of Israel in 1948, 1,308 years after the islamic conquest of the Holy Land, and South Sudan, just a few weeks ago, after 40 years of bitter war and more than 2 million dead.
Will a true democracy in the Arab world ever recognize the legitimacy of Israel? Democracies are supposed to look for compromise and concentrate on economic and social progress. Unfortunately it is highly doubtful whether true democracies will ever rise in that region.
The murderous muslim Brotherhood is all-about strict Sharia-shit law, along with all the restrictions that have been piled-on since the Middle Ages. Sharia-shit law is d-e-a-t-h, plain and simple.
It's the return of the Taliban's islamic "death squads", the jihadists.
With the garbage of islam, you consistently see things like:
•Tens of thousands of refugees trapped at Christian compound after mass slaughter in Duékoué,
•Fourteen year old girl raped, charged with adultery, and whipped to death,
•Two UN staff beheaded and eight others murdered in protest against US pastor who burnt unholy koran (I wipe a dead pig's ass with it),
•islamists ihreaten to disrupt Prince William's Royal Wedding,
•12 killed in Afghanistan after protests over reported unholy koran (I wipe a dead pig's ass with it) burning,
•DOJ sues to give extra vacation to filthy muslim scum,
•US muslim scum shouldn't talk with FBI unless they have a lawyer, activist tells senators,
•1,000 'freelance jihadists' join Libyan rebels,
•Past ties between Gadhafi, Farrakhan, ∅bummer, US muslim groups raising questions,
•Treasonous lowlife dirtbag, US Sen Dick Durbin (TRAITOR-IL) holds "muslim rights" hearings,
•muslim jihadists in Christian Ethiopia,
•White House plays down concern about potential Libyan rebel terror links,
•∅bummer hate-Jews advisor: "Invade Israel",
•University protects student who issued jihadists death threats against Conservatives and Jews,
•Corrupt, criminal, racist US Rep John Conyers (TRAITOR-MI) wants a federal inquiry into allegations that border control agents are unfairly targeting muslims Americans.
The left supports muslim terrorists because the left is made up of cowards, wimps, punks, subhumans and an America-hating president.
There is nothing worse for America than this embittered, racist, empty-suit ∅bummer manipulating the system from within.
Let's look at what's behind ∅bummer's islamism...
muslims are by far the world's largest practitioners of religious discrimination. Their supremacist, imperialistic and sexist positions are specifically spelled out in the unholy koran (I wipe a dead pig's ass with it) and sunna. But they are clamoring for special rights, privileges and considerations within Western societies that are legally unavailable to any other group in many muslim majority countries.
"Cartoongate" ushered in a new standard of behavior that has had a chilling effect on free speech and expression when it comes to all things muslim. But Israel can be depicted with the usual murderous nazi death camp imagery. The aftermath of the cartoon incident established muslims as a uniquely-protected group to be effectively shielded from all critique and ridicule. Except from me. Noteworthy is that this new muslims-only standard mirrors the islamic doctrine of shariah-shit that confers superior legal and political status for muslims in parallel with a subservient status – dhimmitude – for non-muslims. Today, ∅bummer avoids even the merest shadow of negativity when it comes to muslims and thus enables our sworn enemies.
Many of the Mideast protesters are "secular", the White House wrongly and stupidly believes.
Barack Hussein ∅bummer is an islamist, since he is certainly pulling for a united, Sharia-shit-fueled Ummah (the muslim world community) and maybe even one under a World Caliphate, the last of which was established by the Turkish Ottomans.
Deputy National Security Adviser Dennis McDonough called it a "lie" that muslims want a universal islamic state. But the University of Maryland recently surveyed muslims in Indonesia, Egypt, Pakistan and Morocco, and found that 77% agree with al-Queerda's quest to "unify all islamic countries into a single islamic state". The movement traces its roots to the cowardly but murderous muslim Brotherhood, a worldwide jihadist group founded in Egypt in 1928. Its bylaws call for muslims to "fight the tyrants and the enemies of asshole-allah as a prelude to establishing an Islamic state". Its spiritual leader is Yusuf al-Qaradawi. After 9-11, he issued a fatwah calling for "the spread of islam until it conquers the entire world and includes both the East and West, marking the beginning of the return of the islamic caliphate". Al-Qaradawi has said that muslims should acquire nuclear weapons to "terrify their enemies".
Over the next decade, Harvard professor Niall Ferguson warns, "it's far more likely that a caliphate will emerge from the Mideast turmoil than Western-style democracies". So one day we'll wake up living next to a restored caliphate in which radical islam is the ideology, not just in Iran but in the entire Middle Eastern region and then we'll have get serious about a security threat that nobody in this administration seems to take seriously.
If the Caliphate is recreated, it would grow out of the Organization of the islamic Conference (OiC), a 57-nation muslim bloc that includes Saudi Arabia and Iran. Most are strict adherents of the unholy koran – I wipe a dead pig's ass with it – and are literalists (jihadists) that believe in following exactly all of the teachings of their unchanging, unevolving unholy books.
islam has three sacred pigshit texts: the un-holy koran – I wipe a dead pig's ass with it – un-holy sira, and un-holy hadith, or the islamic trilogy. The sira is pigshit-for-brains, child molestor mo-ham-head's biography. The hadith are his perverted, sick traditions – what he did and said. The sira and hadith form the sunna, the perfect pattern of all perverted, demented, murderous islamic behavior of jihadists.
The koran – I wipe a dead pig's ass with it – is the smallest of the three books. It is only 16% of the Trilogy text. The sunna is 84%. Most of the islamic doctrine is about pigshit-for-brains, child molestor mo-ham-head, not asshole-allah.
It turns out that jihad occurs in large proportion in all three texts. The sira devotes 67% of its text to jihad. mo-ham-head averaged an event of violence every six weeks during the last nine years of his pathetic life. Jihad was what made mo-ham-head "successful".
The koran – I wipe a dead pig's ass with it – says 91 different times that mo-ham-head's life is the perfect pattern of life. It is easy to understand a biography about a man. To know the filth called islam, know mo-ham-head. mo-ham-head was a preacher of religion and islam grew at the rate of ten new muslims per year. But when he turned to jihad, islam grew at an average rate of ten thousand per year. All the details of how to wage jihad are recorded in great detail. The koran – I wipe a dead pig's ass with it – gives the great vision of jihad: world conquest by the political process. The sira is a strategic manual, and the hadith is a tactical manual, of jihad for jihadists.
The political violence of the koran – I wipe a dead pig's ass with it – is eternal and universal. The political violence of the Holy Christian Bible was for that particular historical time and place, The Old Testament. This is the vast difference between islam and other ideologies. The violence remains a constant threat to all non-islamic cultures, now and into the future. islam is not analogous to Christianity and Judaism in any practical way. Beyond the One-God Doctrine, islam is unique garbage unto itself.
Overseas, the cowardly and murderous punks called Hamas, which is the Palestinian branch of the muslim Brotherhood, has been designated a terrorist organization under our law for many years. According to its charter, Hamas's purpose is to create an islamic Palestinian State by eliminating Israel through violent jihad.
The muslim Brotherhood explained in an internal memorandum that their work in the United States was as a "grand jihad in eliminating and destroying the Western civilization from within". The murderous muslim Brotherhood said its tactic would be "sabotage".
The 1991 memorandum elaborates that every city should have an "axis" and "perimeter" from which this jihad-by-sabotage strategy is headquartered. That axis will be known as "the islamic center". islamic centers are to become "the base for our rise", the memo says. They are to be the focal point of education, preparation, and the "supply of our battalions". Battalions are small cells of fighters. In muslim Brotherhood ideology, it is assumed that, at a certain mature point, when muslim forces are strong enough, violent jihad will be effective. And islamists prepare for it. Sheikh Yusuf Qaradawi, the spiritual guide of the muslim Brotherhood, has proclaimed that "dawa", the stealth form of jihad, is the method by which islam will "conquer America" and "conquer Europe".
The stinking, dirty, filthy, treacherous, two-faced Saudis have been underwriting the murderous muslim Brotherhood's dawa efforts for decades.
jihadists want sharia law enforced everywhere. And the asshole-allah calls for world domination, through force and advocates lying. You need to do a little reading. Look up "honor killings" in the US. Don't be a fool; read about what is going on in Europe and how islam is taking over.
Sharia-shit law is why our current method of dealing with the OiC is pointless. Until the masses are willing to leave islam, then whether the majority of the people in these nations agree or disagree with these literalists is truly immaterial; because they know the koran – I wipe a dead pig's ass with it – inside out and agree with its edicts, they win every open debate about the shape and direction of their societies. And being that they are willing to commit unspeakable acts of violence in its name, they command power far in excess of their actual numbers. The sooner our academic/political elites come to understand and accept that, the sooner we can start dealing with the greater muslim world in a coherent way. Otherwise, we just have to kill jihadists by the millions, wherever we can find them
Around The Garden Center
After several weeks of freak snows, night-time frosts and a couple of "Onion Snows", I opted to open for "Spring Hours" and retail sales on Friday, April 15th, regardless of the weather. The tender nursery stock, mostly unusual Japanese Maples, is "sequestered" in GH-5 under poly (plastic) for protection, and all of the tender perennials are housed in GHs 2-4, under poly cover for "hardening-off" and sale. That should be complete by the 15th. We're still working on unloading shipments of nursery stock, the final 2 this week, cleaning-up the 20-acre GC&N Complex from Winter damage, and prepping the place for the upcoming "21st Open House" on Saturday, April 30th and on Sunday, May 1st.
Friday morning's weather was in the mid-40s, rain and drizzle, and I was up by 5am, to water and feed Murphy, make breakfast and get ready for work. It was tough getting-up that early, although I've been doing it for the past few weeks since we (the employees) started back to work at 8am. I stayed-up later than I should have the night before, watching a couple of interesting shows on my newly-=installed Digital CATV (CommieCast) on Food Network TV until 11pm, as I did with my favorite show, "Justified", on CATV's FX-TV from 10-11pm on Wednesday. I was bleary-eyed and it took much longer than usual to "get going", since I did it 2 nights in a row. Usually, I'm asleep well before those times. I had a lscp mtg at the Center at 10:30am with a new customer (good Conservative named Mark), so he and his wife could review the revised Phase 1 of their overall design/ plan & my itemized estimate, originally from Fall 2010. Although we're still closed this weekend, the weather promised to be fairly nice, until next week. It rained all day Friday and temps dropped back into the upper-30s/ lower-40s and, although I was inside doing the much-dreaded paperwork, answering phones, giving quotes for topsoil/mulch/compost etc deliveries, revising lscp estimates and hardscape contracts, I was cold. I went out for a pizza around 2pm, but noticed that my right rear tire was going down (losing air), so I had to run to north Red Lion's Sheetz, where air is free. Rutter's Convenience Stores (PA) charges 75¢ for 3 minutes of air, if you can believe that crap. So I stopped patronizing Rutter's 2 years ago and started patronizing Sheetz for my coffee, smokes and etc in the mornings on the way into work. Screw Rutter's. Hells bells, I have a compressor at work, so I should be using it! Memo to self: use it next time. Better yet, get the tire/leaky rim fixed.
Since we're closed this weekend, and will open next weekend for "Spring Hours", I decided to go to The Cabin for a short visit after my 8pm Church meeting. (Jump down to The Cabin.)
I got back to York on Sunday around 6:30pm, watered and fed Murphy, unpacked my rifle and gear, and checked my email. I had 11 requests from customers for landscape and landscape maintenanace work, plus over 60 other emails from friends etc, which needed answering. More than 300 spam emails had been blocked into the "junk" filter box and I was glad that they were no longer clogging-up my system. It was 55°F; very unusual for this time of year and a portend of temps to come this coming week, especially on Monday. After making dinner, I watched some past episodes of "Justified" until I decided to get some sleep around 10:30pm. Tomorrow's going to be a very busy day, and unusually warm at 82°F. Time for some AC until it cools-off again later in the week.
Gasoline prices at the pump, are still climbing daily. Unleaded Regular (87 oct) is now at $3.69/gal, Unleaded Premium (89oct) is at $3.79/gal, Premium (93 oct) is now at $3.99/gal and Diesel just climbed to $4.49/gal, in the York (PA) area, at many of the larger gas stations. Yikes, and it's going to get a lot worse as the "Summer Driving Season" begins. When ∅bummer took office, oil was $39/ bbl; now it's $112/bbl. And gas at the pumps was $1.78/gal; now it's almost $4.00/gal here, but far worse of the Left Coast. Some freaking "∅bummer Energy Policy", isn't it? So people just drive less and use less, and demand is down.
Hells bells, it was 54°F; at 5:30am when I got up on Monday – warmer than almost any day we've had since last Fall – and I knew it was going to be an "uncomfomrtable" day in the low-80s. It's way too early for this kind of heat and then cooling-off for the rest of the week. I left for work at 6:40am and got into the office very early to get some of the many, many "projects" done scheduled for the day. I was right about it being a "hectic day". One of the wholesale grower's trucks – due to be at my Complex at 7:30am to unload nursery stock – was "lost and MIA", by even cellphone. No one has been able to find him. Well, he showed-up at 2:15pm, and we spent 3½hrs unloading the tractor trailer of its 136 pieces of huge nursery stock, almost all of it far larger than I'd originally ordered. I wrestled 800-1,000lb B&B (balled and burlapped in wire baskets) trees around into place on the tarmac, after they were dropped-off by my machine operator, and my back and right hip were truly "shot-to-shit-for-the-day", sciatic nerve included, after the ordeal. Worst day I've had in a long time. After getting home at 6:30pm, I took a handful of Bayer® Asprin and laid down on the couch with a cold-pak. I got some great cheffing ideas from Food TV's "Diners, Drive-Ins & Dives" CATV Show. Murphy and I were asleep by 10pm.
Up at 5:30am, my back was hurting from wrestling all those large B&B trees around yesterday from the tractor trailer delivery; I knew shouldn't have done it. My cleaning people come on Tuesdays, so I made sure I left the cash and a brief note adding a few things to their regular condo-cleaning routine. I could have slept another 5-6 hous, easily. But I watered and fed Murphy, put a cold-pak on my back, logged on to check the weather forecast for a predicted upcoming stormy Tuesday, made breakfast and coffee, and went to work as it was just barely beginning to get light. The Key Staff and Landscape Crew worked mostly inside the GHs, and I did paperwork, returned customers' phone call messages, answered phones, did retail sales for a few customers, took orders for mulch and topsoil deliveries, called customers to schedule small jobs while we're doing repairs and readying the Complex for more nursery stock deliveries and The 21st Open House (Sat, April 30th & Sun, May 1st), logging-in more landscape/hardscape and landscape maintenance jobs, and on and on and on. It was nearly 5pm until I got out of there, although we technically still close at 3pm on Winter Hours (until Friday), and I went home in the rain. I was just glad to get out of there for the day.
The forecast for Wednesday looked like more rain and showers; not a good omen for getting all the newly-deliveryed nursery stock "heeled" into the field on drip irrigation, which I have 3 miles of instead of overhead wasteful overhead sprinklers. It's so muddy that my multiple (old 675B plus backhoe and new JD 317 hydraulically-plumbed but no backhoe) 2-3 ton machines just sink to their axels and have to be pulled out with a towtruck winch, which gets expensive. We just don't try it anymore – haven't for years, now – until things dry-out and the ground can support the weight of those machines and large trees they're lifting out of the ground, or bringing into the field for "heeling in" in the appropriate variety rows. We're "modifying" the JD 317 to accept the backhoe attachment from my old (1990) JD 675B, and keep the old unit wo/ backhoe on-site for "easy duty", such as loading mulch, topsoil and digging smaller trees. The JD 317 is a real workhorse; I hope it lasts as long as the JD 675B did: a most unheard of 21 years without major repairs.
I made Fresh green-and-white-striped Pasta Ravioli, rolled it with my Imperia Pasta Machine, stuffed with 4 cheeses (Quattro Formaggio), with a sauteed sweet onion, Roasted Garlic Paste, whole small Cippolini Onions, in a fresh Basil Marinara Sauce, topped with fresh-chopped Italian Parsley and a block of 15-month old fresh-grated Parmigiano-Reggiano Cheese. I saved it for Mom, Dad & Becky, who's arriving Wednesday from San Francisco, for a 3-week stay until after upcoming The 21st Open House (Sat, April 30th & Sun, May 1st). Mangia!
I talked to Elie today at Hopewell HVAC in Winterstown – after leaving a message with their Sunday "answering service" guy and no one returned my call on Monday about getting my "Energy Star", ultra efficient 2-ton Amana AC unit "calibrated" – and she said she's get back to me quickly. It's getting warmer and more humid and uncomfortable in the condo, by the week. I finally got it working for some cool/cold air and humidity removal, and changed the 16" x 25" x 1" filter, but it's still not "calibrated", whatever that means. I sure hope she folows-through on her word.
By 10:15pm, I was yawning and Murphy was "bugging" me to go to bed. He's a real "talker" and I understand what he wants, after 17 years. My cleaning crew had "Summerized" my bed, so the heavy wool blanket was off, folded and stored in the 2nd Bedroom's massive closet, with other blankets and Grandma Shelley's handmade "Patchwork Quilts", plus my hard and soft luggage. I heard the rain on my 4 skylights and knew we'd be having another wet day on Wednesday. I closed the computer and condo down, killed the AC after the condo temp had dropped to 76°F, and headed for la-la land. Murphy followed right behind me from his perch on the King-Sized Couch/ Fold-Out Bed, by the fireplace.
I was "groggy-as-hell" when I go up at 5:30am – physically and mentally-tired from the week's hectic activities – and would rather have slept another 5-6 hours, but since Dad was picking-up sister Becky at Harrisburg Int'l Airport, he wouldn't be in today and I had much "extra duty" to do, in his absence. Plus, the final grower's truck was scheduled for delivery and unloading, late today or first thing on Thursday morning (45 containerized pieces; mercifully no B&B trees). I watered and fed Murphy, made breakfast and coffee, and left for work around 7:15am, now running late. Again, it was pouring on the way into work and my down vest got soaked opening the front gate to the Complex at 7:35am. It took 2hrs for that to dry-out, stretched across my conference room chair in front of the heater, to where I could wear it again. With so much rain and frost-melt just having happened in the ground, it'll be 2 dry, sinny, windy weeks until we can get into the growing fields with any machinery. A few days of warm, sunny weather just won't do it, as the mud below 2-3" of dry soil will be a bitch to deal with.
I went out on two local on-sie landscape maintenance meetings, had one customer come into my office just to give us the job with no estimate needed (but I did one for him anyway), did various other estimates and mailed them off. We're rapidly filling-up through July, now. Linda, Sherry & I had dinner at the much-awarded Gibraltar Meditrerranean Restaurant in Lancaster, on Wednesday night. While staying-up to DVR "Justified", my Win-TV 7 kept "quitting on me" and I had to restart its recording. Finally, after 3 unsuccessful attempts, I gave-up and went to sleep at 11pm, instead of staying-up and trying to record it again at 11 for the 2nd playing of the show. I was just too tired and went to sleep at 11:15pm. Murphy was already there waiting for me. No usual petting and stroking the cat; I was asleep in an instant.
It was mow the 2nd day in a row that I had a very difficult time getting-up at 5:30am, as I was so "groggy"; from "exactly what" what I don't know. I stumbled around making breakfast and "thought that I'd write someone, anyone, a check for $500 if they'd fill-in for me today". Heh; no such frigging luck. I was physically and mentally dead-tired, for some reason. I made it into work by 7:25, on to find the last grower's truck sitting in the front driveway, with 45 container-grown plants on-board for us to unload. FINALLY, it's over! The last of the deliveries and we can finalize getting the entire nursery set-up. Thursday was a beautiful day, warmer temps than Wednesday and sunny and dry. Tomorrow's looking ugly, rainy and cole, once again.
The “Virtual Cabin” – A Novella
Before I left for my 8pm Church meeting and probably for my last full weekend at The Cabin, I stocked-up Murphy's 1 water and 3 food bowls, packed my duffel bag, took my AR-10 .308cal (7.62 x 51mm NATO), with Leupold Gold Dot CQ/T Scope, my awesome Beowulf .50cal with a EoTech Red Dot Scope, extra mags loaded with 300gr .50cal rounds, and of course, my all-time personal favorite, my Kimber 1911 "Eclipse Target II" .45cal ACP, which I wear concealed as my "daily carry piece" (1990 PA-CCW), and some food for the weekend, since I'd cleaned-out everything from the 'fridge on last weekend's visit.
After the meeting, I hit I-83 north and arrived at The Cabin in short order. It had stopped raining and I hoped it would dry-out before any mudslides occured in the mountains around Adam's Junction, the quaint old village in the mountains of Pennsylvania. I pulled into the left-side carport, disarmed the building and went inside to give Jenny (the mixed-breed dog I found along the road, rescued, and bought from her owners for $150) a big hug. I refilled her 3 water and food bowls and gave her a brushing. After unloading the food into the 'fridge, I called Roy's (Shell Station) son Randy, my fellow Eagle Scout, Cabin-caretaker, driveway snowplower and dog-sitter, on his cellphone and told him that I had Jenny handled for the weekend; he could stand down for now, but that he'd have to take-over on Monday morning. He'd refilled her 2 litter pans on the rubber tarp in the 2nd Bedroom. I turned-up the
I sat down in my comfy leather chair in the Living Room in front of the fire, weary from the past week's activity and thinking about the upcoming 7-days-a-week "Spring Hours" routine I'd be going through all too soon, as I just wasn't "mentally ready" for it yet. It was now 9:55pm. I wished that I could stay on the truncated "Winter Hours" all year-long, but that wasn't to be. I'd already logged-in some customer meetings for next weekend and coming weekdays, so I'd have to be ready to assume the "tasks" ahead.
I looked at my new (old) newly-purchased and installed bookshelves – the 1930s Oak Stacking Bookshelves with double drawers and the 1930s Glass Front, Antique Oak Barrister's Bookcase – and decided to get a book from one of them to read for a while: "The Pillars of The Earth" by Ken Follett, sat back down in front of the roaring fire and picked-up where I'd left-off, several weeks ago. My friend Linda, had recommended it, so I bought it. But at almost 1,000 pages, it was going to take a while to read at "this weekend-reading rate"; I'd take it home on Sunday and finish it at my condo in East York, over the Spring months. I'm a someimes-voracious reader, having taken Evelyn Wood Speed Reading Dynamics in the late-60s; I could then read 1,000-1,500 words per minute (WPM) w/ 96% comprehension, but I doubt that I'm anywhere near that level of 40+ years ago. Now, I just read for enjoyment, instead of volume.
I heard the rain starting and coming down hard, and then turning to sleet and snow, wondering if I was going to have the same "mudslide-caused isolation" problems which I'd had weeks before, if the old trees started coming loose on the mountainsides. Damn; just damn. I turned-on the Police scanner and no alerts had been issued, as far as I could hear, but the noise from the pounding rain and sleet sounded like a train coming through The Cabin. I killed the scanner, re-stoked the fire and went back to reading. No more Vintage 50-Year Old Brandy, Cognac or Cuban cigars, but I was enjoying myself and relaxing. I called Sgt Clay's cellphone and left a message that I was here for the weekend, just in case we ran into each other over the next couple of days, there'd be no surprise that I'd come to my place without "checking-in" and saying hello. After doing a quick inventory of the kitchen and my own personal needs, I figured that I'd need to go into town tomorrow and get a carton of Marlboros and a few other things to get through the weekend. I started a list. By 11:45pm, I was yawning and Jenny was asleep on the bearskin, so I decided to close-down the place and get some sleep. The rain had stopped and temps outside were dropping into the 30s. It was now snowing lightly. Tomorrow's another day.
It was still very dark outside, but I was up at 5:30am, and we'd had 3"-plus of snow by then; it was still coming down lightly. Temps were in the low-30s, but would rise and melt the damned stuff within a few hours. I turned-up the furnace to 78°F, watered and fed Jenny, made breakfast – OJ, 3 eggs-up over-easy, corned beef hash, hash browns, bacon, toast and coffee – and a fire, and waited for sunrise, simply dozing-off in my comfy chair in front of the fire. My thoughts began to race from one topic to another.
I thought about what Linda's long-time and my new friend – no, not the "faceless" lady anymore, since we three had a wonderful dinner together weeks ago – Sherry, was now going through with the passing of her elderly father, and said a prayer for him and her.
On every day which goes by, I miss a beloved someone else or a favorite pet who has died, either prematurely or of old age, and who is now forever gone from my life on this temporary, earthly plane. I mourn their passing, but rejoice in the fact that we once crossed paths and we shared Life and Love, together.
I put together my final shopping list, started last night, and readied myself for the trip into town. It'd be busy, since today was Saturday and most everything would be closed tomorrow, Sunday for Church. I loaded the Beowulf .50cal and 10 extra 11-round mags, in its Eagle Carrying Bag, into the back seat of the 2002 Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo, shut-down The Cabin, and headed for Adam's Junction. Stopping at Bev & Tony's General Store on Mainstreet first, I filled my list and loaded the Jeep with my purchases. I talked with Tony for a while, as Bev was at the "hairdresser" (haven't heard that word in many years), and he and Bev still missed Gabrielle although Bev tried hard not to show it. Me too. I left and headed for Midlands' Garden Center to get some more perennials for Gabrielle's grave. I'd stopped by the cemetary on the way into town, and nothing was blooming; looks like I had to replace some early-bloomer plants which weren't "hardened-off" yet and may have been damaged by the snows and frosts. I decided to take these new purchases to The Cabin for an overnight dose of cool wind, and plant them on Sunday morning. If they didn't perform, I'd bring some really nice ones from my place in southern York County in the Summer; those would colorful and hardy. The folks at Midland's were apologetic, but didn't offer to replace the 4 tender, not-ready-for-primetime perennials I'd bought last weekend. No matter. They just don't know any better, it would seem.
I got a return call on my cellphone from Sgt Clay, and we talked for about 10 minutes. He wanted me to stop by the Adam's Junction Police Station, and pick-up my Deputy Sheriff's Badge & ID, so that I'd have it when visiting, in case "something happened" and I was involved. I drove there and parked in Space #7, went inside and Clay met me at the front desk. We went into his office, he deputized me and I signed the paperwork, gave me my credentials/ authority and I opened Locker #7, taking some Police Gear for the back of the Jeep, amongst all the other shopping bags and purchases. I have 2 large PVC "techno-crates" which I keep such stuff organized in for transport and quick-access, apart from the regular cargo: my "Jack Bauer" Satchel Bag full of several calibers of extra mags/ammo, plus LED flashlight, portable eyeglass scope, map, radio, compass, survival kit, first-aid kit and a bunch of other "necessities" for any outdoor "trek" (as I learned in the Boy Scouts (Eagle Scout, Class of 1963; Order Of The Arrow/ Vigil
After unloading and storing the personal and food goods, I rearranged the 2 crates and their contents, and set back out for town. I wanted to cruise the downtown and Adam's Junction's residential areas areas to look at the place in early Spring bloom and color. Cherries of all varieties, Forsythia, Crabapples, Magnolias and others were showing nice color, and many Maples were just beginning to flower (yes, all Maples have a small red or green flower before leafing-out). It was almost 10:30am. I drove by Nell's Kitchen Drive-In Restaurant, but decided not to stop, as I'd brought plenty of foodstuffs for my own meals this weekend. I stopped at Roy's Shell Gas & Service Station to gas-up and talk with Randy. $67.50 for ¾ tank of Regular Unleaded, and it was going-up 2-3¢ per day, now.
As I paid my bill, I overheard a trucker bitterly complaining about the price of Diesel Fuel – $4.73/gal and rising – to Roy, and then start shoving him when he tried to explain that he wasn't to blame for the high prices. I put on my Badge & ID on my belt next to my Kimber .45cal's Galco FED Holster, and went over to blunt the trucker's misdirected rage at Roy. After Randy helped his dad up off the ground, I get between them and faced-off with a PO'd guy who weighed 125-150lbs more than me. After pulling back my coat and showing him my Badge and .45cal, he backed down, though he "smelled like a brewery". I called it in to the AJPD, got the rig's license plate as he drove out onto I-83 north, and the State Police were notified to take care of it from there. Roy thanked me and so did Randy, for stepping in between the fracas, as Roy would have gotten his lights punched-out, and I would have had to shoot the guy in the leg(s) to stop him. I didn't need this on this final weekend. After leaving, I headed back to town to continue my drive-through and "horticultural excursion".
I stopped at Old Mrs Patagonia's Bakery for a half-dozen fresh "Hot Cross Sticky Buns" and slathered them with her homemade butter, wrapped in foil, for the rest of the drive. I drove out to the rural areas, past the 3-story white farmhouse barn and numerous out-buildings, where the shootout had happened weeks ago, and all was quiet. I ran into Deputy Bob's Cruiser on patrol and we talked for a few minutes about the past week, CSI investigation of last week's attempted bank robbery and my now-healed facial cuts. I continued on to look at other farms on the outskirts of town, and then drove back into the 10-block area to see some of the homes of historical significance: Jefferson's Mansion, Adam's Mansion, the Adam's Junction Bed & Breakfast Inn, and Franklin's Mansion. Beautiful and very historic homes, all.
I stopped by the Hardware Store on Mainstreet and walked around looking for several types of bracing backets for the 2 antique bookshelves I'd bought, just to keep them sturdy and anchored against The Cabin's walls. As a kid growing-up in Huntington, WVa and Arlington Heights, IL, I remember going to various hardware stores with my Dad in the mid- and late-50s, and being fascinated by all the wondrous "stuff" in those places. He'd always know just what he wanted, but I'd spend the time looking at everything in the many bins and shelves, none of which I knew what to do with, at that young age. But I always looked forward to it on those particular Saturdays back in the 50s. I found what I needed, bought a new B&D Power Drill, bits, screws, paid and left for my continued drive.
I stopped next at Adam Junction's Town Square, angle-parked and sat on a bench finishing the "Hot Cross Sticky Buns" and just watching people and traffic for a while. I needed some "fresh air" before going back to The Cabin to brace the bookshelves and do a few other "chores" before the day was over. Temps had warmed-up to the lower-50s and a light jacket was all that was needed in the bright sunshine. While looking around, I noticed the Pharmacy across Mainstreet: people were running out of the store in panic and others had taken cover behind the angle-parked cars. I got up and walked over to the store and looked inside the large, front store window. There were 3 young men with pistols holding-up the pharmacist and counter cash register clerk. I ran to the Jeep, called it in to the Police Station Dispatcher, and grabbed the Beowulf .50cal with an EoTech Red Dot Scope, and its extra loaded magazines of 300gr .50cal rounds, and worked my way back to the store. I told the cowering people to run for safety down the block. I went around the back, and it was locked. Back to the front of the store, since there weren't side entrances because of adjoining buildings on both sides. Only front and back doors and no side windows either, to shoot through.
Sgt Clay and Deputies Tim and Alex showed-up within 2 minutes, from patrol in their 3 Cruisers. I told Clay that if the 3 perps aren't quickly "neutralized", we're going to have an ugly hostage situation on our hands. Tim and Alex went around back with their sidearms and 12ga shotguns, while Clay and I stayed in front behind the parked cars. We spotted the perps' car and Clay grabbed the 4th man sitting behind the wheel, and cuffed him. I loaded the .50cal with a mag of 11-rounds, and we waited until the 3 came out of the Pharmacy with their bags of drugs and money. Clay yelled at them to "halt and drop your guns" – a so-called useless "command" that no perp ever obeys – and they opened fire at him, shattering nearby car windows and spraying 9mm rounds all over the square. I took aim at 2 of them and fired. One .50cal round penetrated the first man and easily went into the second man's chest. Both were quickly down on the now-very bloody sidewalk. I aimed at the other one, who fired at me once but then dropped his handgun. I held fire until Clay got to him and cuffed him, secured all the weapons and called for ambulances from Memorial Hospital, a few blocks away. I safetied the .50cal, and pulled my .45cal, running over to Clay and the third man, who was down and cuffed. Tim and Alex were back from the rear and went inside to check on the employees; no one was hurt, only scared. They took statements.
I holstered my Kimber .45cal, kept the .50cal aimed at the perp, and Alex and Tim examined the 2 others: dead. By now, a curious crowd had gathered and they both did crowd and traffic control. I went back to the Jeep, unloaded the Beowulf and put it back into its carrying bag, with the magazines. The medics "tagged and bagged" the 2 dead, and Deputy Tim drove the 3rd and 4th men to the Jail, after they'd been read their Miranda Rights. Clay began filling-out his clipboard's paperwork on the hood of his Cruiser and I worked with him on it. One of the Pharmacy employees hosed-off the front sidewalk blood after pictures were taken of the crime scene. It was allowed to re-open afterward. I told Sgt Clay that I was going home, after he'd gotten all the on-site paperwork done, and he'd finish-up the detais back at his office. I left for The Cabin; I had things to do.
It was getting on to 2:30pm and Jenny needed some food, when I got back. After parking in the driveway, disarming the buildiong, taking my rifle inside, turning-up the furnace, I watered, fed her and brushed her shaggy coat. Next, the 2 bookcases needed bracing and securing to The Cabin's walls since I'd loaded them with so many of my books. After using the new B&D Power Drill and screws to secure the cases, I was finished by 4pm. I decided to have some Chicken Cordon Bleu for dinner, fresh asparagus w/ homemade Hollandaise Sauce and a poached egg on top, Jell-O® Mousse and some Ocean-Spray Blueberry-Pomegranate Juice, without any vodka. Just what I needed after such a "tirng day".
With outdoor temps dropping fast to 31°F and The Cabin's furnace up to 78°F, I lit a roaring fire in the Living Room's fireplace, and sat down to relax. I was down to 177lbs from 247lbs since January 10th and needed a new wardrobe, as my clothes were just "hanging on me". I'll have to pass on it today, as I have "other priorities" at my business, for that possible thousand dollars or more. After a shower and some fresh clothes, I continued reading "The Pillars of The Earth" by Ken Follett, and just relaxed while I did a load of laundry. It was almost 11pm and time for some well-deserved sleep. Jenny was already asleep on the bearskin in front of the fire. I armed The Cabin, closed it down and went to sleep. Jenny joined me later when the fire died down, but I was already in la-la land. I had recurring bad dreams about the day's shootings and woke-up several times during the night; I was unhappy to have killed 2 young men (both were 20 years old), but their firing 9mm's at me and Clay earned them what they got. That rationalization helped me get back to sleep, and stay there until 8am.
8am is the latest I've slept in many, many months. I turned-up the furnace, watered and fed Jenny, made breakfast – fried egg sandwich w/ cheese, red grapefruit sections, a bagel w/ pimento cream cheese and French Roast coffee – and decided to make a "to do" list for today, Sunday. After turning-on my cellphone, I had a call from Sgt Clay asking me to come to the PD for a meeting with the CSI Team at 1pm. Meanwhile, I cleaned-out the hearth ashes, vacuumed, cleaned the kitchen and bathroom, changed bed linens, did laundry, brought-in more split forewood from the backporch tarped stack and took Jenny for a brisk walk to the end of the 1,000ft driveway and back. The morning was gone already and it was time for lunch. I made a grilled cheese & ham sandwich, pan-fried PA Dutch Knockwürst with a (crushed pieces) pretzel crust and mustard, applesauce and juice for lunch, and had to get to the PD for the 1pm meeting.
After arriving at the station, I met with Capt Bunce (nwo very near retirement and unusually quiet), Sgt Clay and two CSI Team Officers from Harrisburg, who had some questions on my "2-for-1" shot at the Pharmacy-on-the-square, on Saturday. After getting satisfactory (to them) answers, mostly about the caliber of the rifle and ammo I had used, they had me sign my statement and said I could go. They had not even seen a Beowulf .50cal with an EoTech Red Dot Scope, Beowulf .50cal with an EoTech Red Dot Scope with 300gr .50cal rounds, so I brought it in and showed them both the weapon and awesome stopping power of the rounds. They were familiar with the reknowned $10,000 .50cal BMG Sniper Rifle and its $7/round .50cal ammo, which has a range of 1-¼: miles, and used by the US Military, but not my specific unit. I talked with Clay about yesterday's
After 20-25mins of driving, I headed back to The Cabin and began where I'd left-off that morning, readying The Cabin for my departure and intermittent/extended absence during the coming Spring months, since we'd be on "Spring Hours" (Mon - Sat, 8am - 5pm; Sun 11am - 4pm), and I'd be working on the (darned) weekends. I'll have to take 1 (maybe if I'm lucky, a 2nd day) day(s) off during the week, as I did last year, since I just can't physically work 7-day-a-week anymore. All the "chores" on my original list were complete, and I put away the dried breakfast dishes and various pans drying in the sink rack. Jenny needed watering and feeding, which I also did. Randy would take her and The Cabin's care from here, until I returned. After packing my rifle and gear into the Jeep, I gave Jenny a brushing and rubdown and kiss on the top of her head, armed the building, closed-down The Cabin and headed for York. (Jump up to "Around The Garden Center".)
muslim "Heritage" In America?
Old' shit-for-brains, Barack Hussein ∅bummer, during his Cairo speech, said: "I know, too, that islam has always been a part of America's story." Say what, ∅bummer?
Really? Were those muslims that were in America when the Pilgrims first landed? Funny, I thought they were Native American Indians. Were those muslims that celebrated the first Thanksgiving Day? Sorry again, those were Pilgrims and Native American Indians.
Can you show me one muslim signature on the United States Constitution? Declaration of Independence? Bill of Rights? Didn't think so.
Did muslims fight for this country's freedom from England? No.
Did muslims fight during the Civil War to free the slaves in America? No, they did not. In fact, muslims to this day are still the largest traffickers in human slavery. Your own half brother, a devout muslim, still advocates slavery himself, even though muslims of Arabic descent refer to "black muslims" as "pug nosed slaves." Says a lot of what the muslim world really thinks of your family's "rich islamic heritage," doesn't it Mr. ∅bummer?
Where were muslims during the Civil Rights Era of this country? Not present. There are no pictures or media accounts of muslims walking side by side with Martin Luther King Jr, or helping to advance the cause of Civil Rights.
Where were muslims during this country's Woman's Suffrage era? Again, not present. In fact, devout muslims demand that women are subservient to men in the islamic culture. So much so, that often they are beaten for not wearing the 'hajib' or 'burka', or for talking to a man who is not a direct family member or their husband. Yep, the muslims are all for women's rights, aren't they, ∅bummer?
islam is a politial system, with its own 6th century barbaric laws, controlling every aspect of a mindless muslim follower's pathetic life – from when to eat and drink, when to shit, what hand to use to wipe their asses, when to fart, when to rape, when to kill their own mindless adherents and Civilized Western Infidels, how to hate and murder, how to dress like a woman, how to fight like a girl, how many pre-teen boys to bugger, how many times to pray to the asshole moon-god allah and pigshit child molester mo-ham-head, – that all 1.2 billion of them richly-deserve *complete and total eradication from this earth*, IMO.Where were muslims during World War II? They were aligned directly with Adolf Hitler, and the Nazis. The muslim grand mufti himself met with Adolf Hitler, reviewed the troops and accepted support from the Nazi's in killing Jews.
Finally, Mr. ∅bummer, where were muslims on Sept. 11th, 2001? If they weren't flying planes into the World Trade Center, the Pentagon or a field in Pennsylvania killing nearly 3,000 people on our own soil, they were rejoicing in the Middle East. No one can dispute the pictures shown from all parts of the muslim world celebrating on CNN, Fox News, MSNBC and other cable news networks that day. Strangely, the very "moderate" muslims who's asses you bent over backwards to kiss in Cairo, Egypt on June 4th, were stone cold silent post 9-11. To many Americans, their silence has meant approval for the acts of that day.
And THAT, Mr. ∅bummer, is the "rich heritage" muslims have here in America.
Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to mention the Barbary Pirates. They were and still are, all murderous muslim garbage, richly deserving of summary death.
And now we can add November 5th, 2009: the slaughter of 13 American dead and wounding of 29 other American Soldiers at Fort Hood by a muslim major who is a doctor and a psychiatrist, and who was supposed to be counseling soldiers returning from battle in Iraq and Afghanistan.
The "heritage" of any and all subhuman muslim slime, garbage and scum in America is that of wanton destruction, murder and death. From 9-11 to so-called "honor killings", to massacres on US Army Bases and the many plots to blow-up people, places and things, the subhuman muslim filth are indeed, "The Enemy Within Our Gates".
The real enemy is islam, not just "radicalized muslims", Rep Peter King (R-NY). Wake-up America and smell the islamic stench surrounding us all!
Slaughteing people for burning a piece-of-pigshit book, the koran – I wipe a dead pig's ass with it – is your "heritage", you racist, dumbfucking, hate-America, piece-of-pigshit, stinking ∅bummer asshole.
Memo to Mr. ∅bummer: "allahu akbar!" is a war cry, you racist, dumbfucking, hate-America, piece-of-pigshit, Kenyan asshole.
That finally, Mr. ∅bummer is the "muslim heritage" in America. All muslims and everything islamic should be totally-outlawed in America, and should be made prunishable by summary execution, IMO.
∅bummer, your "muslim heritage" is piracy, plain and simple, going back hundreds of years and continuing today.
mo-Ham-head + allah = Satan!
Any questions, you half-breed, sambo, lowlife scumbag, stinking ∅bummer asshole? Thought not.
The Global Warming Money Pit
Have you seen this video: "BBC: The Great Global Warming Swindle"? It was outright-banned from leftist, hate-filled, dirtbag, lowlife scumbags, Google.com's and YouTube.com's websites, by the mentally-ill, left-wing, global warming idiot wackos, but I've preserved it, for posterity, aka you, me and *ours*. Watch, be informed and download it for others to see. It's on my corporate server, and will tay there, BTW.
Here's what the Global Warming Scam is all about. Sweet, huh? They're so transparent, aren't they?
Here's everything you need to know about the Global Warming Fraud, and why it's a good thing. It's a l-o-n-g article, so get a sandwich, iced tea and settle-in, for a very informative read. I'm right there with you, BTW.
The "Greenhouse Effect" is a natural and valuable phenomenon, without which, the planet would be uninhabitable. Global Warming, at least in recent times, is real. CO2 is not a significant greenhouse gas; 95% of the contribution is due to Water Vapor. Man's contribution to Greenhouse Gasses is relatively insignificant. We didn't cause the recent Global Warming and we cannot stop it. Solar Activity appears to be the principal driver for Climate Change. CO2 is a useful trace gas in the atmosphere, and the planet would actually benefit by having more, not less of it, because it is not a driver for Global Warming and would enrich our vegetation, yielding better crops to feed the expanding population. CO2 is not causing global warming, in fact, CO2 is lagging temperature change in all reliable datasets. The cart is not pulling the donkey. Wake-up, folks.
Here's a listing of The Best Global Warming Videos on the Internet.
Hey, fat, shit-for-brains, bloated, liar, huckster, fraud, criminal, charlatan, scumbag, loser, disgraced ex-VP AlGoreBore (LIAR-TN), is back using $300 million of OPM (Other Peoples' Money) to promote his Global Warming Bullshit, after the worst Winter in over 100 years. Welcome back, fatso huckster asswipe, AlGoreBore!
CO2 bad? No; CO2 is good, and we need more of it, or we're in for a very cold period, very soon. Here are the facts about CO2.
Roger Revelle of Scripps Institution of Oceanography, Harvard University and University of California San Diego, spits on the lying scumbag, AlGoreBore. My, my, oh my. (((snicker))) No, there's no consensus on Glo-bullshit Warming, other than it's a LIE! Just ask Alfred P. Sloan Professor of Atmospheric Science at MIT, Richard S. Lindzen; he's eminently-qualified to call AlGoreBoreAsshole, a LIAR! As I am.
There's another "ice age" coming, not the AlGoreBoreLiar 'Glo-bull warming' crap.
Larsen B Ice Shelf in Antarctica collapses in 2002 = Glo-bullshit Warming? Doubt it.
Read this Glo-bullshit Warming idiocy. Go ahead; I'll wait.
AlGoreBore's "hypocrisy"? See it right here!
You need to watch this 30 minute film; it's an eye-opener if you think that we're running out of crude oil, and that America has no reserves. We have more oil and natural gas in Alaska alone, than all the rest of the world's known reserves, COMBINED! Grab an adult beverage, and watch it.
Better get out your Winter coats, 'snuggies', wool socks and snow shovels, as it seems we've got an 80-year "Little Ice Age", on the way. Yawn; no biggie.
AlGoreBore's "Glo-bull Warming Bullshit" has spawned so-called 'cottage industries' around the world, worth hundreds of millions and probably billions of dollars, for green corporation validation, carbon credits, foundation & university climate studies, grants and a host of other BS-related crap to his lies and garbage. Global warming competes with cancer and competes with AIDS for a finite amount of money. This year's natural resurgence will surely see the global warmists, led by celebrity warmist, Gore, compete viscously for those US Taxpayers' hard-earned dollars. And I'm betting that the really important disease, cancer, loses to Glo-bullshit Warming and AIDS. Dammit.
F*ck all the "Glo-bullshit Warming Alarmists"! I say, FUCK-THEM-UP, and cleanse the planet, if they try to physically-intimidate and hurt anyone! I will; count on it! "Get in my face", assholes, and that'll be your last day on this Earth! If there are any "dissenting scientists" out there, who need protection, just get in-touch with me, and I'll guard you & yours. You can count upon that, folks!
Have you taken "The Global Warming Test"? If you have a sentient, functioning brain, and a simple knowledge of "the facts", you'll easily get a 10-of-10, as I did. Go ahead, and give it a try!
Read this article and pick-out "The WWF's Big Lie". If you chose this paragraph — "Summer sea ice is now forecasted to completely disappear in the summer months sometime between 2013 and 2040 — something which hasn't happened for over a million years." — you'd be right. There isn't, and never has been and ice on the earth dated at a million years old, and who the hell was around back then to begin recording it? The lying sacks-of-shit at the World Wildlife Fund (WWF) are typical lowlife, left-wing wacko scumbags, in-bed with the "Glo-Bull Warming" Crap, of asshole AlGoreBore and his phony, money-making scam. The oldest, and not reliably-dated ice cores are >160,000 years, and those are shaky in fact, at best. So where did the lying WWF pull the million year crap from? Their asses, of course!
Shit-for-brains, mentally-ill, fat, bloated liar, AlGoreBore's (LOWLIFE-TN) "ally", in NASA's Goddard Institute for Space Studies (GISS), which is run by AlGoreBore's chief scientific ally/"asshole/butt-buddy"— Dr James "Moron-Cretin-Asshole" Hansen (DIRTBAG-NASA) — and is one of four bodies responsible for monitoring global temperatures, announced that "last month was the hottest October on record". Total, factual bullshit and lies. This was startling. Across the world there were reports of unseasonal snow and plummeting temperatures last month, from the American Great Plains to China, and from the Alps to New Zealand. China's official news agency reported that Tibet had suffered its "worst snowstorm ever". In the US, the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration registered 63 local snowfall records and 115 lowest-ever temperatures for the month, and ranked it as only the 70th-warmest October in 114 years. So what explained the anomaly? GISS's computerized temperature maps seemed to show readings across a large part of Russia had been up to 10 degrees higher than normal. But when expert readers of the two leading warming-skeptic blogs, "Watts Up With That and Climate Audit", began detailed analysis of the GISS data they made an astonishing discovery. The reason for the freak figures was that scores of temperature records from Russia and elsewhere were not based on October readings at all. Figures from the previous month had simply been carried over and repeated two months running. Read this article, and find out why both lying, corrupt, criminal, subhuman idiots, GoreBore & Hansen, should be stood against a wall, and shot, IMO. In fact, the pathetically-socialist, left-wing UK, has just begun to awaken to what the "Climate Change Bill" will do to destroy their nation, or what's left of it. IMO, it's probably too late now to save the UK, but at least some of the more Conservative people over there, will at least get the chance to flee to America (or elsewhere), before we also "go down the proverbial dumper", as they've done. Heh.
On Friday, January 2nd, I ran a fully-attributed story in my weekly "Journal", which had links to other stories and facts, thoroughly-debunking AlGoreBore's trillion dollar scam and fraud, Global Warming". The Daily Telegraph UK's columnist, Christopher Booker, was the erudite author, and here is the link to that story. Nice job, Mr Booker!
Now, lowlife shit-for-brains dirtbag, Arkansas Gov Mike "DumbAss Turd-Boy" Beebe (ASSHOLE-AR), said that global warming is serious problem, not a "hoax," and requires more than a state response. "I think it's a threat, and I think global warming is occurring," Beebe-The-Shithead said in response to a caller to his statewide radio program who said he believed the climate change crisis was a "hoax." Idiot. Stupid idiot. Global warming is bullshit, you two-bit asshole! Crawl back inside of AlGoreBore's rectum, dumbfuck!
And global cooling goes merrily along, without any help from us mere humans, as it has for millions and millions of years.
Another "lie/error" in the favor of Glo-BULL Warming's false bullshit and lies? Got duct tape?
Here's the truth: Lord Monckton of Brenchley's Science & Public Policy Institute.
The commie/fascist/socialist liberal-demokkkRAT filth in the US Congress, have refused to allow Lord Monckton to testify the truth, against con-man, liar, scumbag AlGoreBore's LIES! This is Commie Russia, NOT Free America!
We are in a mini-ice-age for the next 30 years; get used to it!
UN: Glaciers are melting in some part of the world, while increasing in other parts of the world. So frigging what, dumbass UN scumbag trash? It's been happening for millions of years, idiots!
"Slime Magazine" can't even get it right. Read Bryan Walsh's crap and tripe about blizzards.
Amazing fact that all 7 glaciers on Mt Shasta (USA) are growing, not melting. Explain that, Glo-Bull Warming Assholes!
Things Which Make Your Head Explode
GOP SELLS OUT AMERICA TO LIB-DEM FILTH! Yes, I'm a registered Tea Party Member, and I echo the demand: "Shut Down The Damned Government"! Get rid of the caving US Rep RINO scumbag asshole, treasonous House Speaker John Boehner (RINO-OH). And NO UNEMPLOYMENT BENEFITS for the damned freeloading federal workers, including the most "non-essential employee" of all, lowlife dirtbag asshole, Barack Hussein ∅bummer!
More proof that gun control doesn't work anywhere it's tried, by anyone. More proof, here, that it doesn't work. Stupid liberal assholes!
Yes, I'll miss Glenn Beck on Fox News TV at 5pm EST, when he leaves.
The shithole, liberal state of KKKalifornicate has stooped to looting peoples' safe deposit boxes. Sounds like nazis to me.
Some People Just Need Killing
This will do it!
It's not my intention to be the judge here — that's God's "job" — but rather to "hasten the meeting" so that He can send the following subhuman filth to the "Fires of Hell", "River or Lake of Sulphur", or whatever He deems appropriate. I'd gladly/happily volunteer, at no cost to any of my Hard-Working, Fellow US Taxpayers, to gladly/gleefully/happily headshoot these murderous, lowlife dirtbags of all stripes — their skin-color doesn't matter to me, at all — and rid American Society's innocents (especially our precious children and the frail, defenseless elderly) of them, once-and-for-all. And yes, I'd rather see one innocent man convicted and executed, than 10 murderers/robbers/child rapists-murderers freed, to rob, rape and murder again. Hey; call me an "Old Fashioned Conservative"! Too harsh? Nah. Just & RIGHT!
Yes, I agree with the premise of this article, that "the death penalty is a Noahic Covenant with God, in a post-flood world".
The murderous subhuman filth called Mumia Abu-Jamal, his sambo name is Wesley Cook, needs killing, ASAP. And anyone who supports the cop-killer needs to be head-shot too, IMO.
Vibbins Williams needs killing for this murderous outrage. Vibbins? He needs killing for that f•cked-up name, alone.
IMO, all subhuman filth sex offenders preying upon children and women, need summary killing and Douglas Quinn is no exception: KILL HIM!
Subhuman sambo piece-of-shit, Raul Barrera, 33, needs a summary .45cal in the head for nearly decapitating his girlfriend, not life in prison!
Subhuman muslim, pigshit-eating islamic filth, Major Nidal Malik Hasan of Ft Hood, needs immediate killing, NOW! I volunteer with one single .45cal headshot. Forget the trial, dammity; kill the muslim trash!
