Shots Fired

Shots FiredIMG_2467! Last night I had plans of doing an article this morning about the event in Minnesota. I had watched the Facebook live feed several times, and was particularly taken by the woman being forced to her knees crying out about the whereabouts of her daughter after her boyfriend had been killed during a routine traffic stop. I planned to rip and tear at the police there, and compare them with the steady eye of Wyatt Earp. After last night in Dallas, you will never see that article.

Black Lives Matter does about as much good in relaxing racial tension in this country as throwing gasoline on a fire. If you will note, the march in Dallas was a peaceful one. That doesn’t surprise me. Last year, when we had the “swimming pool” scandal, complete with a pretty teenage girl in a yellow swimsuit, agitators, who came down from Chicago to orchestrate the event, saw their plans for anarchy evaporate in the Texas sun as the local teens showed more interest in summer break than sitting in the street disrupting traffic. During the Ferguson flap no Texas cities were burned, and there were no repercussions after the death of Sandra Bland. Texans simply don’t do that no matter what color they are.

Texas DID have an active KKK in time past. We have fought wars on our own ground, lived through Bonnie and Clyde, Indian raids, Waco (twice) Charles Whitman, Luby’s and Fort Hood. We are well seasoned in Tom Foolery. It is fashionable to point at Texans, the guns, the hats, the music, and allude to the population being a form of Neanderthal. What you saw in Dallas last night will show you that you need us Neanderthals!

When a Muslim kills, and Donald Trump raises the option to oust all Muslims, there is always an outcry from organizations such as C.A.I.R. citing that one person does not define an entire people. I’ll guarantee you that before the day is over you will hear Hillary Clinton suggesting that the best solution to last night’s event will be to disarm America, and most especially Texas! I want you to know that when the shots rang out last night one protester, a black Texan, immediately surrendered his AR-15 to an officer, showing he was not involved, and was not a danger. Please further note that the Dallas officer did not shoot the man, who was carrying the rifle as a demonstration of his second amendment rights, and a visual protest to the shooting of the man in Minnesota.

During the last eight years the dividing line between black and white has grown more solid. I’ve seen, and heard things that I haven’t seen or heard since I was a child in 1950’s Louisiana. Groups such as Black Lives Matter cause events that funnel people into the streets, and money into the pockets of the organizers, but they overlook one simple fact. The majority of Americans simply want to be left alone, and allowed to go about their lives in peace. They long for the day when they can teach their children that if they become lost, find a police officer, and he/she will get them home.

There will be no “race war.” In the 60’s the term “race war” was always in the air, while the bulk of America punched the time clock and went on about their business. While the image of the fire hoses still comes to mind, last night police officers died . . . protecting black protestors! Shots fired! I have a dream. I have a friend, Kent Frank’s. He’s black, and, yes, he’s a Yankee. He comes from the same era that I do. I want to meet him one day. I want to fly him to Austin and take him to a bar and grill I frequent on 6th street. My friend will not be in any danger. He will enjoy the Austin nights the same as anyone else, and maybe, just maybe, the sound of “shots fired” will become fainter, and fainter, until music is all we hear.

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The Way of the Gun

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The way of the gun is as American as mom’s apple pie. I read with interest the article by Bill the Butcher which compares the shootings in Orlando with the tower shootings in Texas circa 1966. It provoked thought in me for three reasons; one, all of you that read Bill’s writing know him to be a man of reason. His is the way of thought, and one may only emerge victorious from such matches as are found in contests of logic if they possess the preeminent superiority of reason. But a very few of us remember darker times in the Simple Ol’ Boy’s past. A past ruled by the way of the gun.

 

In those days the way of the gun was eschewed by most, but some contests were not to be won if one was not knowledgeable of that particular dark way. In reading Bills piece, I thought to detect an echo from that time. Secondly, and of greater importance to his readers, Bill made it clear that by his lights, Muslim people are prone to either forcing their ideology, or way of life if you will, on others at the point of a gun, or are instead guilty of indifference to the victims of those who do so. Lastly, by a quirk of fate, mybrother and I were both there at the hour of the shooting at the University of Texas, both of us missing a more fateful appointment by bare minutes. I would like to submit a humbler thought on the comparison made by The Butcher by the addition of two other famous Texas shooters.

 

The drawing of the three: roughly three years prior to Whitman’s rampage on an infamous day in November 1963 Lee Harvey Oswald fired shots from an upper floor window in the Dallas Book Depository killing one man, our president, beloved of many in this nation, and wounding Governor John Connally, feared by many of the same. His state of mind? Cold, calculating, a true shooter’s state of mind. Twenty-five years after the tower shootings a certifiably mental patient drove his car into the Luby’s Cafeteria in Killeen, Texas, and upon exiting his vehicle shot and killed 23 people. The shooter, George Hennard’s state of mind? Chaotic, fragmented, a shooter who only got his kill count by killing unarmed, helpless sheep (apologies to those who count among the lost one who was dear). In each case, it bears pointing out that the victims were unarmed, and helpless due to an unannounced attack. Kills such as these lack honor, and therein do I find the ONLY similarity. In Oswald’s case the shooter was an assassin, trained for his mission, and part of a larger plan, Oswald was doing a job. I know it, and I know Bill knows. In Whitman’s case, he was a combat seasoned veteran, but one with an awful thing growing in his head; it cannot be said that he knew what he was doing, but  Hennard did! I knew his therapist, and believe me, those who knew him best were worried about his fascination withguns, and his erratic behavior

 

If anyone was responsible for the shooting in Orlando, or Connecticut, or Columbine or, take your pick, it’s the police. Ever since the war on drugs our nation’s police use a template for prevention that resembles the optimism of that person ahead of you in line at the convenience store buying lottery tickets. They’ll continue to explain the logic of it well after you have lost interest. Am I bashing the cops? Well…yeah. I mean just look at the solution most of them have for mass shootings: disarm everybody. Huh? Now, I have walked the way of the gun since before I could vote. I stay hard, and I stay ready. I know that Bills reason is superior to mine, but I also know he keeps a Smith near to hand. I don’t believe the answer is the expulsion of Muslim people, nor the barring of their way to citizenship. I think rather that we should vette them more thoroughly, and watch them more closely. And, I think we should all keep our guns close, just in case.

I Love Servicemen and Women

IMG_0060I love servicemen, and women. People who charge into the breech, protecting us while we sleep without a second thought. Those who keep the watch. War is always an unpopular decision, and as it drags on it becomes more unpopular, but the soldiers who wage it are but the instruments of political will, not the directors. The way it’s supposed to work is some foreign nation attacks America, and our armed forces repel that action. The president, and congress are supposed to reflect the will of the people. Sadly, of late, such is not the case.

I remember so vividly, during the Vietnam war, the ire against it turned on our returning troops. Part of the North Vietnamese strategy was to sow discontent among the American people, a plan that some in position fell into step. People such as Jane Fonda, Donald Sutherland, and yes, John Kerry, all marching to the Vietnamese drum. The political winds that were blowing had indeed driven us into a war with no purpose. History has proven that the little Asian nation made absolutely no difference at all to the world stage. Eventually, they got a unified country, and we got a wall!

The soldiers came home, the war was over, but there were no parades, no flags, no “VE” day, just broken men and women, trying to forget. Politics did that to them, not the war. When you go far from home to fight you simply have to have the reason to do so. With the horror of war you must know, in your heart, that there is a reason for it. You have the right to expect that upon coming home, the memories will be silenced by the applause if the people at the airport. You do not expect to be spit upon. You do not expect the ghosts to still be there forty years later.

America has made an entire industry of protecting the “freedom” of other nations. Again, politics plays the role, not the will of the people. Politicians invent, and arm entities such as Al Qaeda, and then stand back in snake amazement when the mad dog they fed bites us! And their reasoning? Russia might take over the world! History has shown that Russia did good just taking over Russia! Their weak hold went away like cotton candy when they tried to match America dollar for Ruble in the “cold” war. When the twin towers went down we rushed to seek the perpetrators. It wasn’t hard to figure out. In effect, we had bought the plane tickets. The politicians, and their lapdogs in the CIA had unleashed that terror, and the very word, “terror” became a catch phrase in order to get the American people to sell their freedom, shred the constitution, and allow our soldiers to charge off after one crazy old man on a walking stick because, yet again, someone might take over the world!

Do you want to know what the Trump phenomenon really is? I’ll tell you. It is the outrage of the American people at the political wasteland they’ve had to endure for the last fifty years. It’s the arrogance of people like Hillary Clinton, who point at a successful American businessman, and claim he isn’t savvy enough to direct the ship of state because that ship has been floundering so long that only the most consummate liar can even hope to guide it. The very idea that the government of the people is far beyond the people’s understanding, and our only hope is this ruling class, this Illuminati, this new royalty. That’s the reason Donald Trump will be the next president of the United States! The American people are taking over the White House, and if we ever have a just war in the future there will be applause at the airport. I love servicemen, and women. Continue reading “I Love Servicemen and Women”

Hot Check to Jesus

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When I woke up this morning

And Stared out the window

I could not believe what I had done

I’d wrote a hot check to Jesus

For ten thousand dollars

When my bank account only held thirty-one!

 

As you know, I don’t get into all this “end of the world” stuff. That having been said, I sat up watching two documentaries last night. The last one was a movie about Flight 93 and it had a profound effect on me. Also, I’d been reading up on the nature of Islam, and 9/11 for about three days, and, of course, I had to weed through all the conspiracy theories. I’m not going to say conspiracy “nuts” because I caught a couple of tidbits that got my attention. One was the analyzation of the second hit on the twin towers and the wing of the plane distinctly goes behind a building that was behind the Trade Center. I understand digital rendering, but I believe there were real planes hitting those buildings simply because there were too many people who were there and saw it. George Bush didn’t fly, buy, or arrange those planes, Islam did, and when I say that I mean all of Islam. Those who weren’t on the planes were standing on the rooftops cheering. That’s ‘cause they hate us folks!

I want to give you what’s called a dichotomy.

di·chot·o·my

dīˈkädəmē/

noun

  1. a division or contrast between two things that are or are represented as being opposed or entirely different.

“a rigid dichotomy between science and mysticism”

synonyms: contrastdifferencepolarityconflict;

 

Ask yourself, if El Chapo were to have his way, just what do you suppose he’d do? Would he seek to totally destroy the very culture, and economy that buys his “product?” Now Chapo is evil, ok. I mean, he leaves sacks of heads in the police parking lot, but he doesn’t want to burn down America, or every other country for that matter, and he doesn’t care if you pray to a water melon! Then there is Islam. Islam is kinda like that pretty girl you run across who seems to be everything you’ve ever wanted until you find out she’s got the clap! It came from an ignorant man who could not read. For the record, Jesus could read! The Prophet of Islam drifted along, and when he wasn’t diddling little girls he was babbling some nonsense that he claimed came from an other-worldly source.

I’m gonna get real with you, ok? I do believe in revelations between the Creator and man, but no angel appeared in a cave. Well, maybe appeared in Mohammed’s crazy mind. I mean, people can claim anything. The Prophet, Penn Jillette once told me, “If you are mystified you just don’t understand the trick!” Someone gives you a “cock and bull” story, and the dots just don’t seem to connect, so what to do? Well, if you have the “faith” you ignore the dots and go trucking right on. A warm fuzzy will take you a long way. I’ve read the “Holy Qu’ran” folks, and it’s a “cock and bull “story. I’ve read the Book of Mormon, too, and I don’t believe that either, but at least Joseph Smith knew what a through line was. As a matter of fact, while I’m on that story, look at the way the Book of Mormon is laid out, and then look at the Qu’ran, and you will very easily see what is wrong with the Arab mind. Uh, they’re crazy! The “revelations” track very closely to Mohammed’s life and situation at the time. The whole book sounds like an old Flip Wilson routine. The devil made him do it! Don’t believe me? Just check out the Satanic Verses. Old Mo’ want’s had a wife or two that didn’t follow the party line, so he comes up with “goddesses.” When the brethren questioned this he claimed he got his wires crosses and picked up a call from the Devil. Inspiration? There was a scribe who traveled a great distance to work with “the prophet.” During one session the scribe suggested rewording a passage, and Mohammed said, “Yeah, that’s cool. Write that.” I am a realist. I’ve become one over many years, and it has served me well. When Jesus said, “Blessed are the poor,” Matthew didn’t say, “Hey, J. C., better make that ‘Blessed are the underprivileged,” and Christ said, “Yeah, put that in.” And, I’ve been up here with the Mormons for most of a month, but I’m not going to jellyfish. You tell me some kid found eighty-eight pounds of gold and didn’t pawn in and I’m gonna laugh right in your friggin’ face!

Now that I’ve ticked off the guys who bought my meal in Salt Lake City on Easter, the Mormons follow their book and look at what they do. Knock on your door and ask you to read the book. The Muslims follow their book and what do they do. Kill your fifteen-year-old daughter for wearing lip stick!  Radical Muslims want to kill your daughter. Moderate Muslims want Radical Muslims to kill your daughter. Like the homies in Killeen say, “Whomp! Dey it is!” Western thought is the end product of the evolution of mankind. Now I said Western thought. That includes all things western! The white man, the black white man, and yes, even El Chapo. We see things a certain way, a way that the Oriental mind can never come to grips with. When El Chapo delivers that sack of heads, at least he knows he’s wrong. When those fools boarded the planes of 9/11 they really thought they were going to that big whorehouse in the sky. Swat them bees! Hey! Seventy-two virgins? Give me a break. Know why Jesus wasn’t born in Mecca? ‘Cause they couldn’t find three wise men and a virgin, that’s why!

The picture on this article was something I stumbled across this morning over coffee. I got it from a video someone sent me. At first I laughed it off, but the guy made a profound point. The Greek letters for “666” spell “in the name of Allah” in Arabic. It’s black and white, folks. I’ve done dozens of articles about Revelation, and written a book, Sharon, about universality. I know how words can be twisted over centuries to make them say just about anything you want, and I know the arguments about the “historical” Jesus. The way I see it God gave me a brain for a reason, and it wasn’t to parrot behind some camel driver, or some deranged preacher with a Bible in one hand, and a collection plate in the other, it was to use that brain to explain what God really meant, as far as I understand it, and when I meet Jesus, if I ever do, and He tells me I got it all wrong, I would much rather take a butt whipping from Jesus than a blessing from Mohommed!

Theology is man’s feeble attempt to explain the unexplainable. Theology is the greatest “dot connector” of all time, but the litmus test is if your theology hurts someone then God has nothing to do with it. God gathers, Satan scatters. I can’t count the times some “force” got between me and catastrophe. I’ve recently seen two little boys delivered from the bottom of a swimming pool safe when they should have been dead! I believe in that God. That’s not saying that bad things don’t happen. If you stand up for Jesus he doesn’t have to give you a butt whipping, the world will! It’s called picking up your cross. Hey, I read that in the Bible. (And ya’ll thought I was an old “Reptile Bait” huh?)

I said in the beginning of this article that I don’t buy into the “end of the world” stuff, but I do understand that the Arabs have been assembling for over fourteen hundred years to destroy everything that isn’t what they consider “holy.” We, as civilized men and women cannot tolerate that, and be it, Revelation, Armageddon, or just good ol’ World War III, we have to rid the earth of their shadow. We have to maintain whatever we define as faith, be it Mormon or Methodist, or just the little church on the corner, and not write a “Hot Check to Jesus.”

The Farm Boy, The Angel, and the Religion of Peace

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We were entertained today, yet again, by the “Religion of Peace.” With thirty dead, and more than two hundred injured, ISIS claimed another victory for Jihad. Three of the injured were Mormon missionaries, and I don’t know the extent of their wounds, but my thoughts and prayers go out to their families. Now we have a new wrinkle in the cosmic fabric. The farm boy, the angel, and the religion of peace. Muslims can come into the United States, and raise hell in a café that serves bacon and eggs, but we can’t even use the term, “radical Islam.” Like my friend, Doc Greene would say, “On what planet does that make sense?”

Folks, it’s high time we get down and dirty with these people. I’ve said that if there are moderate Muslims then they’d better stand up and be counted, because if they don’t, the day will come when America will show them the door. A trap door with a sack over their heads. Oh, my bad, their ladies already have a sack over their head. Yet another cost cutting angle from Bill the Butcher.  In another life I was a devout Catholic. I used to love to go to confession if only to see the look on the priest’s face, and hear, “Gee, Bill, why’d you do that?” Naturally, I was anti-Mormon. We’d cite the passage by Paul about a “different Jesus,” but friends and neighbors the Muslims don’t represent a “different Jesus,” they hate Jesus. Oh, they give lip service, saying He was some kind of a “messenger,” and all that, but when they finally control an area they eradicate all forms of Christian worship. Every manner of vile statements about the Lord, but we can’t even draw a picture of their “prophet.”

Donald Trump’s idea of deporting and/or detaining all Muslims is entirely legal. We did that in WWII, we suspended flights right after the Twin Towers, and I don’t recall any flights coming over from Berlin during 1941 to about 1945. That’s called common sense.  And the great Imam in the White House claiming Islam contributed to the building of America is absolutely false. What have they built? I was recently in Salt Lake City at Temple Square, and I didn’t see one crescent moon anywhere. The religious garb being worn by the most devout consisted of a shirt and tie, and everybody was polite. No tongue wagging, no explosions, and plenty of help for me to see their Temple.

Now, I’m using the Mormons because they are the most organized group I know of. They carved out a home in the desert, solidified their religion, and eventually came into the mainstream of America, and ladies and gentlemen that was no easy task. They assimilated. They compromised. Ya’ll know what I think of organized religion, so I’m not going to be a hypocrite here, but if that religion improves someone’s life, gives them purpose, and doesn’t hurt anyone, what’s the beef? We all have that “God hole,” in our heads I talk about. Muslims want their God to put a whole in your head. Islam is alien to Western thought, and you wanna know why? Because Muslims aren’t Western thought kinda people, that’s why! They do not believe in “We The People,” they believe in the king of the camel jockeys, and folks, that’s as simple as I can put it.

I touched on the Utah-Texas connection last week, and I’m gonna drive home that nail right now. Utah! When ISIS came to Texas we killed them! We baited them, waited for them, and left them on a parking lot in Arlington drawing flies while we popped corks and laughed our cowboy butts off, and brothers and sisters, we got some flies in Texas. We have roaches so big that they turn on the light and watch you run! While Obama was wiping that politically correct tear out of his left eye we were hosing the blood off the parking lot, and planning yet another art contest. That’s how you answer Islam!

Mormons! You are a big prize. If these people can bring you down what chance do the Southern Baptists have? Other Christians! When they come, we all look alike, even you black folk out there. We may have come over on different boats, but we’re in the same boat now! After we dispense with these interlopers we can argue about which heaven we go to when we die, but until then they need to have a ‘talk with Jesus. Our job is to arrange the meeting! Like my buddy Scott Binsack would say, “Bada Bing, Bada BOOM!”

That Was The Week That Was

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From reflections to events, but that’s the way my week usually goes. Unlike other writers, I don’t just jump on the morning news, even in a big event, I let the story “season,” because first thoughts are never the correct thoughts. What happened is never as important as why it happened, because if we don’t reflect, and learn, then we’ll just keep doing the same thing over and over again, and, as you probably know, that’s the definition of insanity.
I began the week with an idea of the eventual breakup of the American Dream, i.e. set up a government to steal everything, and try to cram it into the Beltway. In “God Bless Americans,” I said, “As we all know, the American government has been overreaching for years, and part of this is because of the artificial definitions of who’s who, and what’s what. Most of the time Federal mandates, and decisions are mandatory, and arbitrary. States make laws, but why? All Uncle Sam has to do is make His law, and the state legislature becomes a complete waste of time. K. C. Massey can carry a gun under Texas law, Sammy says, “No,” K. C. goes to jail. Someone can fire up a joint in Malibu, DEA doesn’t like it, guy gets arrested and has a criminal record. Fundamentalist Mormon wants to marry twin sisters and the Fed can’t seem to find the ink to put one more square on a tax form. See where this is going, folks?”
From there I let old Brother Greed get ahold of me and penned, If I Had Won The Powerball. I ain’t even gonna lie to you. I had that money spent, and I listed all my dreams for the public to see. “If I had won the Powerball. I sat up last night waiting for the Powerball drawing. I didn’t get a single number. You’d think there would be a prize for that! Anyway, like practically every other fool who invested in castles in the air, and purchased a Powerball ticket, I had big plans. I’d like to list them here. They ranged from the sublime to the sub-slime, but here goes.” Well, as you probably figured out, I didn’t win, and had to rush down to pay the light bill the next day.
Politics raised its ugly head next, ugly being the key word. Hey, for the record, I understand why Bill cheated on Hillary, ok. I kept having images of Arkansas politicians, ugly women, and cornbread swirling around in my head and out popped, Dead As Cornbread. “From White Water to Benghazi, Hillary has danced on a razor’s edge for years. Other people in the public eye can commit just a smidgen of what she’s pulled and they’re thrown out of the Army, charged with a crime, end up with public ridicule, and Alex Jones accuses them of leading the New World Order. Hillary could pee on the White House steps and the Liberal Left would say she had found a new way to fix global warming. Am I the only one who thinks there is something wrong with this picture?”
Where Everybody Knows Your Name was next. I have no idea where this idea sprang from, but I suspect it was a bar tab. “Places like this never last, and that’ sad. Just a place where seasoned men come to relax and compare lives. I gain more there than any other place I go. I listen more than I talk, and I learn. These guys view things like ISIS with a very jaundiced eye. And everybody knows your name. I like that.”
That night I listened to my friend, Scott Binsack, reflect on his belief in an Eternal Creator, and wrote, In God We Trust. “God got expelled from school, His commandments from the courthouse square, and from the halls of Congress, and we wonder what ever happened to the country. God is a nice guy. You don’t have to throw him out, just ask Him to leave, and he’ll oblige. And, when He does leave what do you have left? Bruce Gender, Hillary, Obama, and Imam whoever! Children don’t say prayers, or the Pledge of Allegiance in school anymore. They learn how to do drugs, and different sexual preferences, depending on the gender, or cross-gender of the teacher. Welcome to a Godless world!”
I’m very TexCentric, and it showed in Olga vs The American Dream. “This was a big heads up to the third world. While Washington wasn’t invaded, America, for once, had to stand down. We, of course, put the spin on it. We were like Putin recently said. We were like playing chess with a pigeon. We knocked over all the pieces, pooped on the board, and then stomped around like we won. Still, we had the dream. Or rather, Martin Luther King had a dream. Our dream had caught the last train for the coast.”
Seems I was drawn to the past a lot this week. During lunch with some old friends, we got to talking about our high school days, and a few things came to mind. In The Last Picture Show I wrote about things that would make kids in New York, or California would cringe at. “I didn’t have a pickup. I had a ’54 Chevy. The good thing about it was you could get four friends in the trunk when you went to the show. That meant for you, and the girl, it cost about seventy cents to get in. That’s right, one girl, five boys. Hey, we weren’t Muslims, she was safe. Also, if you were lucky she would be an Army brat and have five dollars or so in her purse, which would turn into buttered popcorn for everybody. The way you convinced her to give up the money was a gift, usually flowers, which meant a swing through the graveyard on the way to pick her up. They didn’t show that in the Last Picture Show either!”
By the week’s end I was blowing through pretty good. Still reflecting on Scott’s broadcast, I did a commentary on my first book, Sharon. “The Muslim community has got to come to the realization that the volatile section of Radical Islam is so dangerous to the rest of the world that they, the “good” Muslims need to handle it, or we, the rest of humanity will have to handle it for them.”
I was flying so high that I began to generate “doubles,” by this time. When I get an idea I just write it, no waiting for later. After listening to a Trump speech I resurrected Little Red Riding Republican with a nice 2016 update. “Well, that’s where Little Red Riding Republican comes in. She had been raised in the wisdom handed down from generation to generation. She had eyes of blue, and flaxen hair that fell down around her shoulders. She would take long walks in the country, and one day, during one of these walks she became lost and a figure appeared out of thin air. It was a black knight!”
And, last, but certainly not least, Black Lives Don’t Matter! Actually, I’ve toyed with this title for months, but I just couldn’t take the edge off enough. When someone came back with ALL Lives Matter, I thought to myself, “Heck, why don’t we just join hands and sing, “We Shall Overcome?” Finally, I came up with a perfect second line. For the record, Black Lives Matter is the epitome of Liberal Stupidity. You simply have to have the guts to put it out there. Everybody knows movements like this are stupid, and the originators laugh all the way to the bank. Unfortunately for them I write for the Tea Party, not the Pot Party! That’s why they call me Bill the Butcher! “Black lives don’t matter! My life matters! In the words of Billy Joe Shaver, “When you have no way to go you’d better know I’m gonna get my share of mine.” Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m a racist. More than that, I’m a Texan. Texas wasn’t built on a food stamp. America has evolved into a welfare state. In Texas we have a thing called a “51% sign.” Now, it’s supposed to refer to the amount of food vs alcohol that forbids the carrying of a gun within an establishment. In America it is the percentage of citizens working every day, as opposed to those lining up at the welfare office for their daily bread.”
Sunday is a day of rest. Well, maybe for some, but for me it’s a day of reflection. They don’t rest, so I don’t rest. I have been called, A Simple Ol’ Boy From Austin, and that’s good, because when the libtards pounce on me I can always say, “Hey! I told you I was stupid from the start.” Have a blessed week, and keep looking for America. It’s somewhere out there.

Simple Ol’ Boy From Austin

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Get Obama a Green Card

The CEO of Apple said this weekend that he was against the government slicing through encryption and observing private files of his customers. This all came about because the powers that be want to get yet more power to spy upon Americans in a supposed effort to ward off terrorism. Never mind the long list of failures over the last year or so, as ISIS has its way with the world, if they can just hack into “Plenty of Fish” everything is gonna be OK.
I told you in an article previous this last week that I’d watched some YouTube videos by an ex-cop. Well, in one of those videos he addressed the question about giving your Social Security number to an officer. He explained (for about twenty minutes) all the things the cop knows about you by the time he walks up to your window, the officer is privy to your ID, your car, it’s repairs, your address, your neighbors, your criminal history, the name of your dog, and who your daughter had an affair with last week! Now this is just a beat cop. God help you when the detectives get ahold of you. And all of this is not enough to pick out some guy and gal, dressed in a clown suit, with a trunk full of ammunition, jabbering in Arabic. I feel so protected and served.
I have some ideas that might increase national security. First off, we gotta be a little bit racist. I know, I know, it’s not politically correct, but the good ship reality comes into port when some wench careens all over the Vegas Strip screaming, “Allahu Akbar.” First, don’t let any more Arabs into the country. To the best of my knowledge, during WWII, we didn’t throw the doors open to Germans and Japanese. We even put the Japanese into camps. Shut the front door! We really did that, but you know what? They didn’t find one mass grave when it was all over. We are at war with a whole bunch of little brown people which their heads screwed on backwards. I’ve seen so many ISIS killings that I’ve began to critique them. I actually evaluate the style. I admire the courage of someone on their knees waiting while some guy rants on and on about God knows what, but that’s another story. If you try to put me on my knees, they may get me, but at least one Ali-Babble is gonna share his virgins with me!
As for the southern border. Everyone is so caught up in terrorists coming over the southern border because they look Mexican. I have a solution, and Glenn Beck, I said it first so sit down! Tell El Chappo you will pay $10,000 for every Muslim ear he sends you. Compared to a war the cost will be minimal, and would enhance Mexican/American relations, what with us being more agreeable to the guy who’s really running Mexico.
No welfare for Arab immigrants. They can open a Quickie Mart just like all the rest. If Islam is so great, and they are so smart, then they should be able to outdo the rest of us in no time. Jews coming here after WWII shot right up to the top 50% of the wealth in this country. Surely, they are as smart as the Jews, right? An immigrant is someone who comes to blend into a country, not drag the old country with them, else, why did they leave in the first place? And, finally, we seriously do need to issue Obama a green card.

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Ali-Baba and the Boys

Ali-Baba and the Boys

I am amazed at how stupid the government is when it comes to terrorists. Now, there’s this guy who was friends with the male involved in the San Bernardino attack, buying not one, but two assault rifles, posting all kinds of stuff on Facebook about it, and planning three different attacks for years! And where was the almighty Fed? Why they were giving guns to El Chappo to see if he’d use them, that’s where. Where was the NSA? Listening to phone calls so MSNBC could catch another child porn distributer. Where was the FBI? Chasing down two kids in a park, making out with a joint in their hands. I feel so served and protected.
We’re paying these people, folks. And they get retirement, and new jobs in some other gum shoe department. They can’t track down a bunch of brown people wearing clown suits and screaming at the American flag, God help us if these super sleuths got involved in something like the Mafia! Come to think of it, maybe they should. If Osama Bin Forgotten had killed the granddaughter of Don Whomever, how long do you think he’d have hung out in them thar hills before some button man put a plastic bag over his head?
Donald Trump is wrong! We don’t need to bar Muslims from coming here, we need to round up all of those that are here, and put them in FEMA camps. We need to pull every single troop out of the Middle East, bring them home, and secure our borders. ALL our borders! We need to make it a felony to import one drop of Middle Eastern oil. We need to tell who ever runs that circus over there that we have allotted one hundred nuclear missiles, all of them aimed at them under the watchful eye of a pardoned serial killer with his finger super-glued to the button! We need to classify the possession of a Qu’ran under the Controlled Substance law, and the speaking of Arabic as child phonography. Am I right wing racist enough for you yet?
Every day I start my day with a nice ISIS execution. Anything from machine gunning a bunch of kids, to shooting a grandmother for letting her ankles show on the way to the store, and the great Liberal-Sama in the White House won’t even use the term Radical Islam or ISIS, preferring to call the group ISIL. For those of you who don’t know the difference, ISIS refers to Iraq and Syria, and ISIL wants all the way through Israel to Egypt.
With all this preparation, this planning, and this social media action from these three idiots involved in the attack in California, our so-called “intelligence” network didn’t pick up one word! They barged into a Christmas party, blasting, and the FED sat there with their faces hanging out. But you let K. C. Massey try to stop illegals from jumping the border and they are all over it. We can’t have any cowboys with guns trying to defend the nation! And while your government was spending thousands to make sure you were protected from K. C. Ali-Baba and the boys and girls was stockpiling ammo, and pipe bombs, and chatting and texting all over the planet!
I said it before, and I’ll say it again. We are at war! This is stealth Jihad. These mongrels have infiltrated our nation, and set up sleeper cells in every state. Our job should be to put them to sleep. . . PERMENANTLY! These people aren’t smart enough to win, unless we patriots are asleep.
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Pied Piper of Kenya

Sometimes I think Obama’s either criminally insane, or the stupidest man on the planet. While the good people of San Bernardino are being buried, he’s telling Syrian Refugees that they are what makes America great. Am I the only one who has noticed that whenever he makes one of those statements he juts his jaw out like Mussolini? He tells us what we need to stop the war by Muslims on Christians is more gun control. We need to open the flood gates and let all the rag-tag masses from the infernal regions waltz into the country with less security than an employee at Sears Holdings. Liberals prostrate themselves to him like he’s the Pied Piper of Kenya. The country has officially gone mad!
Loretta Lynch has launched an attack on Americans, vowing to prosecute any person who says anything bad about Islam. Forget that nasty old first amendment. We don’t need no stinking freedom of speech. Ok, let’s get real. Yet again I will say, Islam is the enemy. Muslims are not our friends. They are as un-American as they can possibly be. They don’t recognize any of our laws, our constitution, our society, or our traditions. They are Islamabastards! Suck it, Loretta!
We are approaching a full scale war in this country. My God! We already have casualties. Fourteen dead, and the administration is blaming the victims for getting shot. The Texas Militia is organizing, and people, we ain’t kidding. Texas has no intention of letting these camel jockeys come in and ruin everything we’ve built since the Alamo. We have no intention of supporting these bums, and we won’t have Suzie Sweetcheeks miss nail appointment at the mall. We’re not backing up one inch.
For too long, we here in Texas rage has held back. For too long we’ve let RINOS sit in Austin, and suck up gravy, while the people suck it UP! Forget getting a Republic back, let’s just start by getting our state back. We can put the wood to the US later! What’s Texas’ biggest export? Billions and Billions of dollars to support the US because Obama has ruined it. The very idea the Japanese build more cars than we do. The very idea that Saudi Oil calls the shots when Texas has enough oil to float the entire country, and it’s already here! The very idea that some bunch of terrorists can even think about replacing our constitution with the ramblings of some goat herder fourteen hundred years ago.
Let me give you some perspective. Arabs are diseased. I’m not kidding, and that’s not a joke. They are physically inferior to western people, white or black, or brown. When you see some wise old Imam, he’s in his fifties! The only way these people win anything is subversion, and the political correctness of fools who think they’ll be appeased by little concessions here and there. Then, before you know it, your sixteen year daughter is raped on her way to Sonic to get a Slurpee because Mohammed didn’t like grown women (he liked little girls just fine!)
This is not going away, and Texas is not going to lose, and I don’t want to hear any whining when we open that can of whoop on these foreigners. This is not DeAngelo coming over from Italy and opening a pizzeria on Mulberry Street. This is an alien race bent on the destruction of the world. After they kill all of us, they will start killing each other until there’s only one Muslim left, and then there’ll be peace. The Pied Piper of Kenya.

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Catcher in the Rye

In J. D. Salinger’s Catcher in the Rye, you should all remember the image of the main character in a field of rye grass, trying to keep children from charging over a cliff. Friends and neighbors, that’s exactly the position I find myself in today. The gross insanity of the liberal left leaves me dumbfounded. With Radical Islam attacking society on all fronts, to ignore it is just crazy. Just before I sat down to write this I had the distinct pleasure of watching ISIS saw off a few heads. That’s not what got me. What got me was the submissiveness of the people being sawed. They calmly walked over and lay on the ground and an ISIS member were picked to do the initial saw, with the official executioner finishing up. This is how far it can go. Boys and girls, they’d have to shoot me in the butt! With my hands unbound I would get one of those AK’s and welcome at least some of those Islamabastards to the infernal regions.
Islam is the problem! Make no mistake about it. If moderate Muslims are so peaceful then they need to stand up! Thomas More had a legal theory. He said if he lunged at someone with a knife, and someone did nothing to stop him, then it can only be reasoned that the bystander agreed with the action. Same here. If ISIS blows up a building, and “Moderate” Muslims just stand by, then they are involved. There are two kinds of Muslims. A radical Muslim wants to kill you. A Moderate Muslim wants a radical Muslim to kill hyou..
Islam has positioned itself beyond all civilization. And it’s not a totally new idea. I watched a film last night about the Hitler Youth. It showed about how from birth, young Germans were indoctrinated with Nazi philosophy. The only difference between what the Nazis did, and what ISIS is doing was the language! And all this nonsense about how it’s hard to track them down is just that, nonsense. France is about to reintroduce beheading for ISIS. Good move! The problem is idiots. With heads being lobbed off worldwide there are still fools talking about “widows and orphans.” They will be talking this when their granddaughters are sold as sex slaves.
Yet again I address the Militia. Only about ten percent will stand up and fight. The rest will hide under their desks and hope the terrorists find Jesus before they get to them. You have to kill these people. You have to rid the round of their shadow, the world of their DNA, and burn their bodies on a pile of Qu’rans. You will not reason with this. A sixteen year old girl attacked with a knife in Israel and a man had to run over her with a car, and still shoot her in the head, as she crawled trying to finish her Jihad. Even the Nazis weren’t that crazy, and they were two bubble short of plumb, I’ll assure you. And it’s not America’s fault. We’ve been around for only about three hundred years. Islam has had a fourteen hundred year run. And they’re still running.
When this is all over, with any luck, we will have a world without Islam. There will still be crazy people, poor, and disillusioned, but this flavor will be in the scrap heap of history. Perhaps in one hundred years there will be someone explaining how it never happened, because it was just so darn crazy. Maybe they’ll all convert to Christianity. Have I got a bridge for you, friends.

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