Senator Charles Schumer, D-NY, is not a stupid human being. Objectionable, perhaps, but possessing some impressive mental credentials, a perfect SAT score, class valedictorians, degrees with honors.
So he is other than dumb, and yet he says:
"Every senator is now going to have to say, whether they're for terrorists getting guns or against terrorists getting guns," Democrat Senator Chuck Schumer told reporters on Thursday.
With an articulated belch like that coming from his mouth, and with the possibility of stupidity off the table, what word might we use to describe him? The dead-accurate term "demagogue," comes to mind but is embarrassingly weak. The others immediately occurring to me are unprintable in a family-oriented blog such as this.
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In fact, what every senator must decide is the extent to which we must go in make everyone feel good and safe and all.
A frightening number of them would say the boundary has been reached when every man, woman, and child in America is on a no-fly list. Which would be a no-weapon list, leaving every American defenseless against any actual terrorist strolling down the street.
May 9, 2016
Still Looking for a Hero
You hardly ever expect to find a hero or even a sympathetic character among the North Korean political classes. They're pretty much scumbags who wreak whatever vengeance they can on anyone pointing out their scumbaggery. The KorComs especially hate journalists, and if foreign reporters stray into criticism, however mild, the Morning Calm Stasi arrests them, gives them a hard time for a while, then -- if the ink-stance wretches are lucky -- boots their free-press arses out of the country.
BBC reporters recently learned the meaning. Invited to cover the first "party congress" there in decades, they made some sort of error. It might have been failing to write in every lede that Kim il Whosis really is the sexiest man in the world. Anyway, according to the AP:
O Ryong Il, secretary-general of the North's National Peace Committee, said the journalist's news coverage distorted facts and "spoke ill of the system and the leadership of the country."
This is common in that woebegone excuse for a nation and would not have seemed noteworthy until one recalled another recent news report, a little closer to where we live. It seems that Ted Cruz's dad, the Rev. Mr. Rafael Cruz, took to his pulpit and announced that God wanted all of us to vote for Ted.
That, too, is quite ordinary among the American right-wing authoritarian populist set. God has me on speed dial and here is what He told me you must do. Standard stuff, immediately dismissed and soon forgotten unless it is directed at one Donald Trump who read it and raced for a microphone to fulminate.
“I think it’s a disgrace that he’s allowed to do it. I think it’s a disgrace that he’s allowed to say it,” Trump said during a telephone interview on "Fox and Friends."
Maybe Kim and Don could arrange a little conference. It shouldn't take them too long to write up a nice, clear list of what folks are and are not allowed to say. Come to think of it, they should invite Hillary, the presumptive queen of American political correctness.
BBC reporters recently learned the meaning. Invited to cover the first "party congress" there in decades, they made some sort of error. It might have been failing to write in every lede that Kim il Whosis really is the sexiest man in the world. Anyway, according to the AP:
O Ryong Il, secretary-general of the North's National Peace Committee, said the journalist's news coverage distorted facts and "spoke ill of the system and the leadership of the country."
This is common in that woebegone excuse for a nation and would not have seemed noteworthy until one recalled another recent news report, a little closer to where we live. It seems that Ted Cruz's dad, the Rev. Mr. Rafael Cruz, took to his pulpit and announced that God wanted all of us to vote for Ted.
That, too, is quite ordinary among the American right-wing authoritarian populist set. God has me on speed dial and here is what He told me you must do. Standard stuff, immediately dismissed and soon forgotten unless it is directed at one Donald Trump who read it and raced for a microphone to fulminate.
“I think it’s a disgrace that he’s allowed to do it. I think it’s a disgrace that he’s allowed to say it,” Trump said during a telephone interview on "Fox and Friends."
Maybe Kim and Don could arrange a little conference. It shouldn't take them too long to write up a nice, clear list of what folks are and are not allowed to say. Come to think of it, they should invite Hillary, the presumptive queen of American political correctness.
Apr 12, 2016
Feb 17, 2016
Penny for your thoughts, but do you take MasterCard?
I've been using plastic for a while. It returns a couple-three percentage points on money I'd spend anyway. I avoid the heartbreak of possible "late fees" by automatic draft pre-payments, maintaining a credit balance just over estimated expenses. It's one way to ease -- however damned slightly -- the Yellin pain of zero per cent return on savings.
So what, Jim?
So this. About every two weeks a charge for exactly $18.08 at a local liquor store shows up. Meaning that somewhere in Washington, a snoop knows I'm a drunk -- worse than a drunk, a cheap drunk, probably babbling from an overload of 1.5 liter jugs of Three Feathers blended whiskey (guaranteed aged in containers for several weeks!).
It might be just what the feds need to hustle me off to jail for typing under the influence, resulting in subversion -- antigovernment agitation with intent to mock.
And I might not even be able to prove the truth. In fact the $18.08 buys about two weeks worth of tobacco, and please don't tell Michelle or the surgeon general.
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It has become feasible to live your entire financial life electronically, to never touch a coin or a note.
(Humming) Three Coins in the Fountain..."
Oh, hello, officer.
You're Busted. You hearts wanna be seeking happiness, swipe your cards at that there kiosk machine.
Then President Obama knows you were fooling around with a bimbo in Rome instead of negotiating that deal for a cargo of pimple cream in Sardinia like you told your wife, and if you make him mad he can tell her.
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It's about the war on cash, of course, the exchange medium which permits a citizen to exercise a little of whatever privacy remains in a world gone mad with surveillance. Put a pack of Trojans and a copy of Esquire on your card and you've given any government cop with a sympathetic judge enough to peg you as a sex maniac and, therefore, probably hot for trafficked humans. Charge a Colt 1873 at an antique sale and get on the no-fly list.
The latest comes to us from Europe where the central bank has just snuffed the 500-Euro note because -- it says -- Bin Laden used them. (So do, I'll bet, European Central Bank bigwigs when they are fooling around with Roman bimbos, but that's beside the point.)
Enter the United States of America and one of its leading gadabout economists, Larry Summers, the guy who almost became secretary of the treasury under Obama and is undoubtedly on the Hillary and Bernie short lists for the same job.
He wants to kill the $100 Federal Reserve Cartoon because bad guys like drug dealers use them. And what a brilliant idea based on astute observation, there, Larry. I can't imagine Jalisco Cartello, in Tijuana to make a buy, would ever think to fill two brief cases with 50s when it becomes illegal to have one brief case with 100s.
'course, then you can outlaw 50s, then 20s, etc., then, presto! 24/7/365 Mr. Orwell's Telescreen is in your wallet.
So what, Jim?
So this. About every two weeks a charge for exactly $18.08 at a local liquor store shows up. Meaning that somewhere in Washington, a snoop knows I'm a drunk -- worse than a drunk, a cheap drunk, probably babbling from an overload of 1.5 liter jugs of Three Feathers blended whiskey (guaranteed aged in containers for several weeks!).
It might be just what the feds need to hustle me off to jail for typing under the influence, resulting in subversion -- antigovernment agitation with intent to mock.
And I might not even be able to prove the truth. In fact the $18.08 buys about two weeks worth of tobacco, and please don't tell Michelle or the surgeon general.
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It has become feasible to live your entire financial life electronically, to never touch a coin or a note.
(Humming) Three Coins in the Fountain..."
Oh, hello, officer.
You're Busted. You hearts wanna be seeking happiness, swipe your cards at that there kiosk machine.
Then President Obama knows you were fooling around with a bimbo in Rome instead of negotiating that deal for a cargo of pimple cream in Sardinia like you told your wife, and if you make him mad he can tell her.
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It's about the war on cash, of course, the exchange medium which permits a citizen to exercise a little of whatever privacy remains in a world gone mad with surveillance. Put a pack of Trojans and a copy of Esquire on your card and you've given any government cop with a sympathetic judge enough to peg you as a sex maniac and, therefore, probably hot for trafficked humans. Charge a Colt 1873 at an antique sale and get on the no-fly list.
The latest comes to us from Europe where the central bank has just snuffed the 500-Euro note because -- it says -- Bin Laden used them. (So do, I'll bet, European Central Bank bigwigs when they are fooling around with Roman bimbos, but that's beside the point.)
Enter the United States of America and one of its leading gadabout economists, Larry Summers, the guy who almost became secretary of the treasury under Obama and is undoubtedly on the Hillary and Bernie short lists for the same job.
He wants to kill the $100 Federal Reserve Cartoon because bad guys like drug dealers use them. And what a brilliant idea based on astute observation, there, Larry. I can't imagine Jalisco Cartello, in Tijuana to make a buy, would ever think to fill two brief cases with 50s when it becomes illegal to have one brief case with 100s.
'course, then you can outlaw 50s, then 20s, etc., then, presto! 24/7/365 Mr. Orwell's Telescreen is in your wallet.
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