Author Archives: Sam Ross Jr.

The blogger is dog-sitting at his son’s house, with the attendant limited television options and being reduced to using a laptop not conducive to ease of writing, so I’ve popped back home to make a quick-hits update on yet another crazy few days.

THE NEWS: Twitter employees are horrified that Elon Musk of Tesla fame wants to buy the company and, ostensibly, rectify its leftist lean.

THE VIEWS: Funny how these self-appointed censors and social engineers are curled up the fetal position sucking their thumbs over the prospect of someone policing their political censorship and their otherwise quashing of anything but the governmental left-wing narrative. Not so much fun when the shoe might be on the other foot, is it? And that is precisely the point of why censorship is bad, because you all-powerful censors someday could find your opposition silencing you.

THE NEWS: Border agents, accused of whipping Haitian immigrants from horseback, a false claim spread by a united front of Democrats and leftist social media (sound familiar) have been CLEARED OF ALL CHARGES!

THE VIEWS: It was a trumped-up allegation designed to take away coverage of Biden’s porous border policy. The Big Guy himself came out of his bunker days after the allegations surfaced to say the border agents “were going to pay.” Even as Biden played to the left-wing mob, it was known that the alleged “whips” were merely the reins of the horses that the riders were holding to control those very same horses. But Biden, his various official mouthpieces, and his unofficial media mouthpieces seem to have missed this story clearing the agents. You could knock me over with a sledgehammer I’m so surprised.

THE NEWS: Washington, D.C., got a special delivery Wednesday morning, a busload of illegal immigrants sent by Texas Governor Greg Abbott.

THE VIEWS: Liberals, progressives, left-wing Democrats and probably most of the Twitter employees are outraged that Abbott would do such a thing to expose very publicly the ongoing border crisis. These things should not be seen or heard among polite company, don’t you know. The fact is we have a border crisis and The Big Guy Biden is only making it worse.

THE NEWS: The government admitted to an 8.5 percent inflation rate for March, the highest since December 1981, and The Big Guy Biden is blaming Putin.

THE VIEWS: Like most Big Guy utterances, truth is not necessarily present in the Putin charge. Prices of regular gasoline in the United States were up 70 percent from Biden’s election to the day Putin’s Russian troops invaded Ukraine. That’s because Big Guy Biden made it very public that he was out to crush the fossil fuel industry as a payoff to his radical left supporters. Just 30 percent of the gain in gasoline prices has come since the invasion. I know that blaming Russia and Putin is all the Democrats have these days, but it’s weak and anyone who believes this ludicrous stuff is extremely weak mentally.

THE NEWS: Few media outlets ( an exception being The New York Post, which scooped all about Hunter Biden’s laptop and endured much politically correct blowback before others belatedly admitted it all was true) have had the cajones to report that alleged Brooklyn subway shooter Frank R. James has been posting racist material for some time on Facebook.

THE VIEWS: And those very same Facebook censors had no problem with it until James was arrested. Then they cleared the posts. But others have screenshots of James with posts such as one imploring “black Jesus” to “please kill all the whiteys.” There is a very evident double standard in this country among news media and social media when reporting matters of race. Because James is black, apparently it was OK for him to post venom on Zuck’s outlet. Yet anyone hinting that Tony Fauci is anything less than a vaccination saint, gets punted to the Facebook penalty box. And let’s not forget our FBI. That once effective organization now spends so much time falsifying interview records, fibbing to the FISA court, investigating Trump supporters (just because), diligently looking into reports of nooses in NASCAR garages, and hounding anyone who happened to be in Washington, D.C., Jan. 6, 2021, and wearing a Trump hat, it has precious little time to stop a man who was very publicly evidencing racial hatred and violent measures on social media, the megaphone of morons. By the way, James apparently was a big fan of CNN, with his Facebook posts often featuring a television tuned to that leftist propaganda outlet masquerading as a cable news channel.

Consider the difficulties White House staffers might have had today trying to brief Joe Biden on the mass shooting and bombing scare in New York City.

It might go something like this.

Staff: Sir, there’s been a dramatic incident in Brooklyn.

Biden: Brooklyn? I can’t wait to get out again and see the Dodgers play at Ebbets Field.

Staff: Actually, sir, the Dodgers moved to Los Angeles in 1958.

Biden: 1958? That’s the year those Russkies launched Sputnik so Vlad could spy on the world.

Staff: No, sir, that was 1957.

Biden: Speaking of 1957, how about those Chevy tailfins that year! You know, I once drove one of those in NASCAR, before I became a noted Corvette race driver.

Staff: Sir, back to the shooting.

Biden: Old Dick Cheney was at it again I guess. Did I ever tell you about the time he shot the guy while out quail hunting? Speaking of Hunter, maybe the New York cops could hire him as a special consultant to investigate today’s horrible incident. I mean, Hunter’s made a lot of dough consulting on things he knows little to nothing about. Did I ever tell you that he still refers to me as The Big Guy? What a kid. But he does have a habit of losing things, like laptop computers. Hey, laptops. Ever had a lap dance? I bet Hunter’s had a few of those, wink wink.

More Biden: And speaking of Wink, where’s my man Winken?

Staff: That’s Secretary of State BLINKEN, sir.

Biden: What about Nod? Anyone seen Nod? Come to think of it, anyone seen Kamala lately? I usually can keep track of her by that maniacal laugh.

Staff: Sir, we have put together a statement for you to read regarding the Brooklyn shooting and bombing attempt. It’s the usual boilerplate that all guns should be banned from private ownership, all people should be monitored 24 hours a day with tracking implants, no conservative ever can write or say anything that is considered negative about you or Democrats. And please, sir, just read the teleprompter. No ad libs.

Biden: Ad Libs? I once sang with them, backup on “The Boy From New York City.” New York City, isn’t that close to Brooklyn?

Staff: Actually, sir, Brooklyn is one of New York City’s five boroughs.

Biden: Burro? You know, some people say I’m a burro, but they use the nasty synonym, and I don’t mean donkey.

It’s been a rough couple of weeks at Chez Ross and that has caused me to ponder exactly how the snowflake Millennials and Gen Z types get through such harsher moments of life.

These two recent generations are easily offended and overly self-centered, convinced that the world exists for their amusement and when they are forced to confront unpleasant realities such as that they aren’t the best piano players, athletes or students, it too often causes them to curl up in the fetal position, thumb securely plunged into their mouth.

Often in recent days I’ve wondered how they would cope with what our family has had to face of late.

To begin, my mother was rushed to the hospital from her long-term care facility about three weeks back. At first it was suspected to be a stroke, with ongoing bleeding on the brain.

The ER doctor shepherded my brother and me into a side room for The Talk.

The Talk is an oft-used euphemism.

When young children want to know where babies come from, they get that version of The Talk.

When those kids have grown up and begin seeing members of the other sex (are we still allowed to break it down that simply?) they get an updated version of The Talk.

When one side of dating couple wants to move on, there is yet another variation of The Talk. Married couples deciding, as one former sports editor used to put it, to split the blankets as in divorce, have another example of The Talk.

The Talk from a doctor is a life-and-death chat, literally.

Our mother would go on to spend more than two weeks in the hospital ICU, during which time there would be an emotional roller coaster with more iterations of The Talk, now including my son. He’s a Millennial, but an outlier in terms of being emotionally tough and mature.

He also had power of attorney for my mother because in the pragmatic way my family thinks, we wanted to make sure we had someone who most likely would not predecease my mother.

My mother’s health problems from the past four or five years, predating her long-term care stay, and how she handled them, has reinforced in my mind her mental toughness.

She was born in 1936, amid the Great Depression to a family of modest economic circumstances. She raised my brother and I amid domestic discord. She survived several bouts of sepsis in recent years.

But this time, the accumulated problems were too much to overcome and so she passed away a week ago.

Fortunately, she had preplanned her funeral because people of her generation and her family, are big on formal funerals.

As is typically the case, I got to see relatives I had not seen in many years. There were stories exchanged, along with vows to stay in better touch, which are unlikely to be fulfilled.

The day of my mother’s funeral home visitation, my wife went to our basement to discover a backed-up sewer line.

This was a common problem on our street before all the government-mandated sewer updates, but never for us in about 35 years of living here.

It’s an even more common occurrence for those on the street and elsewhere since the sewer work has been performed. That’s what we call progress – at least for people who solve these government-created problems.

Of all the days, it had to be this day. But the good people at Roto Rooter had a person there within hours and my wife left the afternoon visitation to go home to allow him to handle the problem.

We were not about to collapse in a puddle of goo and commence thumb sucking.

The relatively new pastor at my mother’s church, a church she has been physically unable to visit for probably four or five years, was wonderful in performing the service the next day, both at the funeral home and the grave site.

I had emailed him some thoughts on my mother, including her generosity toward others. It was gratifying to hear from him that in talking with some church members, they had given him many specific examples backing up what I had told him.

The funeral home (Geisel) did an excellent job all around even though my three-year-old granddaughter provided an innocent moment of comic relief during the funeral service by saying “This is boring.”

For the most part, the people of the ICU were great.

I’ll end this with an anecdote relayed by my brother.

He was waiting in the lobby of his apartment building for me to pick up him and a friend when the friend went upstairs to allow a delivery man to put a package in that friend’s apartment.

The building manager came up and asked my brother if he was going somewhere.

“To my mom’s funeral,” my brother said.

“Great. Congratulations,” or words to that effect, said the manager.

My brother was puzzled at best.

“I’m going to my mom’s funeral,” he repeated.

As the manager stumbled through his explanation, it seems he somehow had misheard that it was a marriage.

My brother brushed it off and even suggested to me it might make an amusing note in the blog.

I can only imagine how this bit of unintentionally offensive conversation might have triggered a Millennial or Gen Z softy.

Perhaps you noticed an intra-day collapse of your brokerage or retirement accounts yesterday, a slide that continues today as I type this, and wondered what happened. Here is your answer: Lael Brainard.

Brainard, who resembles a female scarecrow with her flaxen, straw-like hair, is vice chairman of the Federal Reserve Open Market Committee, more aptly labeled the Open Mouth Committee these days.

The Federal Reserve basically runs this nation’s money supply. Take a bill from your wallet and you will see “Federal Reserve Note” printed prominently across the top.

You probably never bothered to think about the ramifications of that. You really should.

The Federal Reserve basically is a bank of banks set up in 1913 to manage the money system.

Modern day Fed types, most notably former Fed president Ben Bernanke, openly admit the Fed blew it by tightening money supply into and during the Great Depression of 1929 through the 1930s.

Bernanke even coined the term “helicopter money” in promising such a mistake would not again be made by the Fed. If necessary, said Ben, they would print money and drop it from helicopters to the masses.

It was interesting symbolism, even though the majority of the money supply is not physical currency, but rather digital entries on the global accounting computers.

You need the actual physical currency to conduct day-to-day business, although the long-term goal is to get rid of paper money and coinage, the better to allow governments to monitor any of your spending or income.

One of the favorite Fed methods to increase the money supply is to buy government debt instruments, things like bonds and short-term bills.

The government creates them out of thin air, the Fed “creates” money to buy them and the liquidity sloshes through the system.

The holdings show up on the Federal Reserve balance sheet, which has ballooned to more than $8 trillion, up from $4 trillion in 2020.

This is actually the underlying reason you are paying more for food, housing, transportation, fuel and just about anything else. The Ukraine situation is merely inflaming an already existing inflation problem.

The Fed belatedly has come to the point of conceding inflation is about to get out of hand, it if already hasn’t done so.

When last this happened, in the 1979-80 range, then-Fed chairman Paul Volcker raised interest rates to nosebleed levels. The average mortgage rate in 1981 was 16.63 percent.

Volcker’s shock therapy worked. The inflation rate dipped from 15 percent in 1981 to a more typical 3-5 percent within a few years.

But modern Fed types can’t pull a Volcker due to their huge Fed balance sheet, which would be decimated by high interest rates because existing debt paying lower interest rates must fall in value of the principal to reflect that.

Also the government is a massive debtor, largest on the planet.

So, while the Fed vows it will raise interest rates .25 percent or .50 percent here and there, it would need about 16 of those .50-percent raises just to get the Fed Funds interest rate up to our current inflation rate of 8-9 percent.

What the Fed members do have is their mouths, and they run them ad nauseam.

Brainard heretofore a dove – Fedspeak for someone who wants to keep interest rates low and increase the money supply and the Fed balance sheet – was incredibly hawkish in comments Monday.

Brainard droned on about strings of .50-percent rate increases along with drastic dropping of the Fed balance sheet.

Higher interest rates will harm consumption and, in theory, crimp inflation. Selling Fed balance sheet obligations back into the market will decrease the money supply, also with a slowing effect on things.

As is apparent, this also will crater investment markets and the economy.

And so the Fed soon will face intense pressure from people like Clueless Joe Biden, once his handlers point out that an economy in or near to being in a recession likely will lead to a strong Republican showing in the mid-term elections this fall.

Brainard and other Fed blowhards know they can’t pull a Volcker, but if they can scare investors and consumers into pulling in their collective horns, they might take a bit of the edge off the rising inflation rate without having to hike interest rates into the teens.

They are all hat and no cattle at this point because of the corner into which they’ve painted themselves with decades of loose monetary policy.

But, in the short term, Brainard and her ilk can talk tough and scare markets. Meanwhile, inflation sits in the corner laughing at them.

You mentioned a tranny in my circle of young motorheads and you meant a car’s transmission.

These days we’d need a new slang term for the gearbox.

Along that line, a headline writer on Friday risked adverse reaction noting that “trannies” were taking a beating. It referred to publicly traded stock shares of transportation companies, which were down in price on the day.

Wonder if the author is being sought out for punishment due to the insensitive choice of words?

A meaning change similar to tranny was underway even as tranny still meant transmission. I recall a high school English teacher reading a passage with the word gay in it, denoting happy and light-spirited. We kids snickered and the teacher relayed to us how she just hated that one of her favorite words had been appropriated for a totally different meaning.

Perhaps you have seen or heard that certain European precincts these days are in a war against the letter Z because it supposedly connotes support for the Russian invasion of Ukraine. Can’t display a Z publicly in two German states without facing prosecution which could lead to a fine or up to three years in jail.

Welcome to 1984, 2022 variation. There isn’t even a letter Z in the Russian Cyrillic alphabet, but Russians were said to be marking their military equipment with painted Zs to differentiate them from Ukraine weaponry.

This had to mean that a Z portrayed anywhere was a public declaration of support for the Russians and a variation of hate speech, the ridiculous concept that invalidates the basic reality lesson preached by parents to kids once upon a time: Sticks and stones can break my bones, but names can never hurt me.

We’ve devolved into a society so intent on policing any verbal slights, real or imagined, that we’ve created a whole class of opportunists eager to claim they’ve been offended and thus caused to assume the fetal position and suck their thumbs all due to a spoken or written word.

And you wonder what these people would do if confronted with an actual problem like a gun being pointed in their face, or a family member dying, or their hyper-sensitive selves losing their job.

This sort of navel gazing came to mind while watching an episode of The Rockford Files the other night, in which lead character Jim Rockford mentioned to a mafia type that the man’s son might be a homosexual, a condition the father found scandalous.

Note that Rockford didn’t say fag or queer, derogatory slang at the time (mid-1970s) for gay folk. He used a perfectly acceptable, if clinical sounding word. At least it was acceptable then for a prime-time TV series.

It occurred to me that I hadn’t heard the word homosexual used in awhile, so I did some research to be sure, unlike our “Dilbert Street” news anchor on the local NBC affiliate.

Yep, homosexual now is offensive. It’s an interesting transition because one New York Times story explaining the offensiveness was illustrated by a picture of a man holding a protest sign reading “Homosexual Love Is Beautiful.”

That shot had been snapped in 1971, showing a stereotypical image of a guy with peace sign ear ring and matching pendant, wearing dress pants and shirt while those around him were wearing shorts and casual summer clothing.

The story, written in 2014, noted the man who obviously was protesting for the cause, might want to word his sign differently today.

But why?

Because taking offense now is the national pastime and when you run short on actual crimes such as assault, you come up with something else to claim victimhood. Think Jussie Smollett.

If you can claim offense over both race and sexual orientation, that is the daily double.

Spoiler alert: When the mafia son would not agree to go “straight” – sexually, not in terms of criminal behavior — the father gave the word to an associate to take care of the problem and the son was shot dead.

Acceptable slang at the time for that outcome could have been that he had him rubbed out, blown away, whacked, popped, snuffed or smoked.

These days those slang terms likely also would be deemed offensive, not because they describe humans killing other humans, but because they might hurt someone’s feelings with perceived gay innuendo

And that clearly is the much greater offense.

It was a rite of spring — and maybe it still is — that often some April Fool in the media would celebrate today’s occasion by giving a radio or television report, or writing a newspaper story that was untrue, outrageous and sometimes downright scary, then at the very end attempt to negate the impact by proclaiming it all an April Fools’ exercise.

Frequently these Fools found themselves on the unemployment line as a result of bosses and/or a public that didn’t appreciate their lame attempt at humor.

These days the news is full of reports that should be no more than misguided April Fools’ pranks but, unfortunately, are all too true.

Begin with Hunter Biden’s laptop, the device full of revelations and porn. The New York Post broke the story way back when and found itself put in social media jail. Other media outlets were quick to try to knock down the story and a group of 50 or so supposedly intelligence agency alumni branded it all as Russian disinformation.

Fast forward to today, safely post-election in terms of installing Clueless Joe Biden as president, and all of a sudden media outlets such as The New York Times, The Washington Post and CNN are reporting that, alas, the Hunter Biden laptop story was and is legitimate.

The cynic in me sees two reasons for this conversion. First, you can only deny truth for so long before even your sycophantic followers begin to have doubts about your sanity.

Second, the idea now is to isolate Joe Biden, AKA The Big Guy, from any blowback, either legal or ethical. Sure, maybe Hunter was dirty, but Joe was clean as a whistle.

It’s the media equivalent of an army retreating and then attempting to reform its line after strategically ceding territory.

Sadly, for the bulk of our brain-dead electorate, it probably will work.

More reality that reads like an April Fools’ Day prank are the plans to combat energy problems.

Prices are high and it’s all been blamed on the Russians. But oil and gas prices were rising before any Russian invasion, that inflation having been stoked by Biden’s anti-fossil fuels agenda.

Now the Biden gang, fearing a mid-term thrashing in this fall’s elections, are looking at ways to buy votes.

How about another of those government handout checks for all, this time to help offset the high gasoline and heating oil prices Biden has brought to us?

Biden also proposes letting the tap open on our strategic petroleum reserve, allowing a trickle of oil onto the market. It’s the equivalent of trying to put out a forest fire with a garden hose.

But Biden and Company are hoping you give them points for trying.

While the Biden regime is at it, it’s about to start issuing passports of X gender, as in no need to limit oneself to male or female status. So much for the usefulness of a passport for ID purposes.

White House mouthpiece DisinJENous Psaki, our distaff version of Iraq’s Baghdad Bob (or maybe she’s an X gender?), reportedly is in talks to take a lot of coin from MSNBC in order for that left-wing cable outlet to secure her propaganda services.

Before we leave, Tony Fauci is back scare-mongering about potential additional COVID-19 outbreaks and more prerequisite draconian measures to be visited on the public to combat them.

One enterprising sort looked up a Fauci interview with C-Span, back before the topic of natural immunity was stricken from the SCIENCE of infectious diseases.

Said Fauci back then: “The most potent vaccine is getting infected yourself.”

No Foolin’!

Here we are, the day after Will Smith fired the slap heard ’round the world, and the social media universe as well as cable news is aflame with commentary.

This is quite understandable in a world as tranquil as ours that the diversion of a mild physical altercation at the Oscars should dominate social discourse.

It’s not like we have Russians invading other countries. OK, so we do.

It’s not like we have ongoing war between governments and terrorists and/or rebels in countries such as Saudi Arabia, Israel, Ethiopia, Yemen, Haiti, Myanmar, Mali, Burkina Faso, etc., etc., etc.

OK, we have that, too.

But at least we have political and economic stability in this country. Our president is popular, dynamic, thoughtful and effective. Or not.

Our prices are stable, debt is low and confidence is high. Or not.

We certainly are not facing worldwide crises ranging from food shortages, to energy shortages, to ongoing viral outbreaks. Right, we are.

A cynic might suggest Smith was urged by Joe Biden operatives to do something, anything, to take the spotlight off their bumbling figurehead president who spent recent days embarrassing himself and our nation in a European tour.

It was an ongoing gaffe-fest in which delusional Joe uttered things like urging regime change in Russia and his cleanup crew got out the shovels to note that while Joe did say it, he didn’t actually mean it.

Like a latter-day Lee Harvey Oswald, can it be Smith is but a government stooge, charged with diverting public attention and armed with an open hand instead of the oft-mentioned Mannlicher-Carcano rifle?

Even at that, the likes of Muhammad Ali, whom Smith once portrayed on film, must be spinning in the grave over the meager Smith effort.

A slap? Really? Isn’t that the sort of effort rap singers lay on their ‘hos?

Video replays (of course I didn’t watch this virtue-signalling event live) show Smith purposefully striding toward Rock, who was onstage having joked about Smith’s wife. Smith unloads an open right hand that barely interrupts Rock’s chatter.

Smith seems to have invoked Ali’s memory, but got his wires crossed. Where Ali floated like a butterfly and stung like a bee, Smith hit like a butterfly and buzzed like a bee afterward.

Reports indicate Rock will not be filing assault charges. But considering that the assault took place on national television, and has played endlessly since, it is my understanding that someone, perhaps the LA district attorney, could file the charge.

Don’t hold your breath on that one owing to the reality that left-wing DA’s in California and elsewhere don’t think it is worth prosecuting drug dealers, shoplifters or muggers, all of which rank above celebrity slappers.

I’m OK with Smith taking umbrage at Rock and delivering a physical message, pathetically executed as it was.

But I’d like the same freedom should anyone insult my family or otherwise cause me upset.

I’m thinking I could do a better job of expressing the outrage, but I don’t expect that I’d get the Smith free pass.

Imagine if you bought a stock and at the end of the day, after it had accelerated wildly in price, the exchange canceled all of the day’s trades.

Sorry, no profits for you.

Sounds incredible, right? Yet this is precisely the sort of thing that is happening on the London Metal Exchange, where twice in recent weeks all the day’s trading in nickel has been voided because of price action.

Add in shutdowns and trading halts and the picture is bleak.

And, according to a Bloomberg story, traders are fleeing the exchange, looking for more viable alternatives and thereby leaving volume and liquidity problematic. Price discovery is a mess.

Why should you be concerned? Two reasons.

First of all, nickel is used in a lot of everyday items such as batteries, stainless steel and other steel alloys. Toasters, electric ovens, even desalination plants (which take salt out of water) use nickel.

When it costs a lot more, you pay more.

The second point is that if markets cannot be trusted to determine fair prices, the entire world economy cannot function. And this LME debacle seems to indicate we’re closer to that than one might have thought as recently as a month ago.

Holders of precious metals (gold and silver) long have looked at the LME with a jaundiced eye, suspecting pricing gamesmanship.

Separately, U.S. firms have been found guilty and fined due to trading shenanigans with those two shiny metals.

That the LME is holding trading sessions, then acting like they never happened, is a stunning development, even to the skeptical crowd.

Russian and Chinese stocks have suffered through market closures and bizarre trading.

Imagine this all coming home to the good, old New York Stock Exchange or NASDAQ.

Can’t happen?

Why not?

Ponder the run on the entire financial and banking system if the exchanges did close, or nullify trades ex post facto.

Already Joe Biden, aka The Big Guy, is out and about telling us to expect food shortages.

Joe and many of his fellow Economics 101 dropouts here and abroad also are proposing sending direct payments to citizens to help them cope with rising energy prices.

This is economic madness. You don’t create more demand for a product thought to be in short supply by increasing purchasing power without looking at increasing supply.

Price’s function is to diminish demand by rising until supply can increase to meet higher demand.

As much as Russians are being blamed for inflation, that genie was out of the bottle well before the Ukraine invasion. Inflation was fueled in part by those stimulus checks given to all, along with shutting down the economy — therefore bottle-necking supply lines – and declaring a war on fossil fuels when there is no viable alternative on a worldwide scale.

There is talk yet again about another infusion from the strategic oil reserve, which last time it happened was a bust because it is like trying to fill a swimming pool with a garden hose.

Times are tough and about to get tougher. Market breakdowns and runaway inflation are the in-your-face indicators.

There is debate over whether the great physicist Albert Einstein ever actually defined insanity as doing the same thing repeatedly, but expecting different outcomes.

There is no doubt that the definition is correct, no matter the source.

Consider the evidence that mounts daily.

We have a society, both in public and private concerns, overwhelmed with pandering to identity politics. Race, gender, religion, social background and social class have to be considered rather than mere merit.

And that has given us a Supreme Court nominee, Ketanji Brown Jackson, picked as much on the facts that she is black and a woman, as for any particularly distinguished legal scholarship.

To the contrary, Brown has astounded the sensible among us with her penchant for treating child pornography offenders with kid gloves, explaining that in this internet age, they have more ability to consume and distribute things such as child pornography, so the punishment should be lessened.

Replied one wag: So, in an era of dating apps for smartphones and computers, that would mean we should lessen penalties for rape since there now is more opportunity to meet people and commit the misdeed.

Brown also doesn’t think it is fair to brand child pornographers as sex offenders because it ostracizes them from society. This just in, Brown Jackson – that is the idea.

Predictably for a black woman, Brown is all for the bastardized teachings that fall under the umbrella of critical race theory.

And soon she will have a lifetime seat on the court of last resort.

Scary? You bet!

On another front, it was encouraging to see that podcast king Joe Rogan has gotten around to pointing out the hypocrisy and general insanity regarding Ukrainian government.

We’ve made that point in this very space. Not that long ago, Ukraine was held up as an undesirable model of corruption, headed by a would-be strongman with dangerous extremist right-wing ties.

But Russian tanks cross the border and now all those atrocities committed by Ukrainians against ethnic Russians in Ukraine are forgotten. Similarly dismissed is all the corruption talk.

And T-shirt boy president Zelenskyy (I insist on using the two y’s at the end, which is as correct as one y) now is a heroic freedom fighter, not a despot in need of removal.

Don’t forget the insanity of our bumbling executive branch, headed by the Dysfunctional Duo of Joe Biden and Kamala Harris.

Bumbling Joe, addressing the Business Roundtable earlier this week, confirmed what deniers have panned as crackpot conspiracy theory.

Said Joe: “There’s gonna be a new world order out there and we’ve got lead it.”

Others have been saying such things publicly about resets and new world orders, but still anyone suggesting elites worldwide are managing emergencies – real or imagined – in looking to establish control, are dismissed as crackpots.

No doubt Biden apologists will be out soon with one of those “he said it, but didn’t mean it that way” excuses. They can’t have it both ways. Either the guy is completely off the rails mentally and should be thrown out of office, or it’s just sometimes they forget to turn on his filter and he blurts out the truth.

Before we leave, let us consider that should Biden be ousted in mid-term, that would leave us with the equally suspect intellect of Harris to succeed him.

During a recent speech on jobs, Harris said: “The significance of the passage of time, right? The significance of the passage of time. So, when you think about it, there is great significance to the passage of time . . . there is such great significance to the passage of time.”

What?

Speaking of time, they say time heals all wounds. We can only hope that time also wounds all heels, such as those who voted for these two knuckleheads and/or made sure the vote came out in their favor.

I realize I’m basically preaching to the choir here on matters such as the strange path to acceptance of Hunter Biden’s laptop legitimacy, but I can’t help myself.

As I tell friends and family, I like being on the record, both before and when these revelations occur, to remind all for posterity that it wasn’t really that hard to figure out the situation. More specifically, it is easy if your brain is in gear and not disengaged due to partisan blindness.

White House press mouthpiece DisinJENuous Psaki was asked the other day about the New York Times certifying, well after the fact, that Hunter’s damning laptop was legit and not a product of Russian disinformation.

Psaki had been quick before to scream “disinformation, disinformation.” Now she had no comment, because Hunter isn’t on the government payroll.

It’s a distinction without a difference considering how often Hunter has ridden daddy Joe’s coattails to jobs and other monetarily beneficial situations.

The original laptop story, broken by the New York Post and feverishly discredited by LameSteam media and leftist social media, spoke of incriminating evidence and the odd porno pictures of Hunter.

Now the truth can be told because it was suppressed long enough to allow the sheep among the voting populace, not to mention highly motivated vote counters, to ease Joe Biden, aka “The Big Guy,” into the Oval Office where he is succeeding in mucking up all he touches.

Will anyone be held accountable. CNN? The New York Times? MSNBC? Twitter? Facebook? Surely you jest.

A lawyer for the mother of Hunter’s illegitimate daughter said his client has testified before a grand jury and both he and the client have been interviewed by government officials investigating potential tax fraud by Hunter.

That lawyer expects Hunter to be indicted, but don’t hold your breath.

And even if Hunter is indicted, there’s still a trial for media and bureaucratic operatives to scuttle.

Meanwhile, perhaps Hunter ought to avoid D.C. parks or airplanes. More on that later.

Media slight of hand to protect the left is nothing new; it just is being taken to a much higher level.

Remember the “suicide” in July 1993 of then deputy counsel to the White House Vince Foster, who was up to his armpits in Whitewater scandal investigations.

After Foster’s death, questions were raised about an allegedly forged suicide note found in a briefcase that previously had been searched and found to be empty. There also were raised eyebrows over reports of a lack of blood at the “suicide” scene, rug fibers found on the body, a suicide gun alleged to possess multiple serial numbers, and other oddities.

At the time, a Zogby poll reportedly found 70 percent of the populace didn’t buy the suicide story. These sorts of widespread doubts didn’t matter then and don’t matter now.

Similarly, Ron Brown’s death in an April 1996 plane crash had many suspicious aspects. Brown was Clinton’s commerce secretary and a former head of the Democratic National Committee who would be investigated for allegedly misusing his cabinet post to sell access to Clinton.

It was reported widely at the time that Brown had a .45-caliber hole in his skull that was observed after the plane crash but pretty much ignored and later dismissed entirely.

There were unconfirmed reports that one crash survivor died not from injuries she suffered there, but from a slit throat on the way to the hospital hours after the crash.

More recently, on August 2019, you have alleged sexual predator and prominent liberal money man Jeffrey Epstein hanging himself in his jail cell despite supposedly being monitored on a suicide watch.

Perhaps I misunderstood, but I didn’t think suicide watch was supposed to mean watch the guy commit suicide.

A poll taken by Insider in November 2019 and reported by Yahoo found just 16 percent of respondents believed the suicide story. A full 45 percent thought Epstein had been murdered, likely to keep him from implicating prominent liberals. And then there were the 39 percent who were not sure what happened. Biden voters, no doubt.

The Epstein matter was squelched, along with so many instances of what could be characterized by borrowing Al Gore’s Inconvenient Truth mantra.

Entrenched bureaucrats, lapdogs in LameStream and social media, and behind-the-scenes elitists have a vested interest in keeping this whole corrupt charade going.

As has been evidenced through recent decades, it’s foolish – even harmful to your health – to bet against them.