Demented: The Dems Have Flown Over The Cuckoo’s Nest



“We have a seditious Democratic Party that is destroying the American electoral system.”– David Horowitz

“The Democrats right now, they are in a state of denial, and a state of rage. They cannot believe this election result and they’re angry at the American people.” — Sen. Ted Cruz

“In America these days, all you need to become a Nazi is to disagree with the totalitarian left.  And then you’d better duck, because sooner or later someone will try to hit you—in the name of tolerance, naturally. I suspect that it won’t be long before the only requirement for being a “Nazi” is white skin.” — Jim Goad

pelosiIn order to properly deal with the modern Democrat Party and their hysterical allies (many of whom seem to be bordering on outright homicidal mania), you’d need a few hundred FBI agents experienced in the investigation of subversives, a team of psychiatrists, and a battalion of orderlies standing by with strait-jackets.  The Democrats have become an anti-American minority party desperately in need of mass sedation and lengthy incarcerations. Triggered by the election of Donald Trump and the rejection of creeping Marxism by the American voter, they’ve undergone a full-blown psychotic break.  From the halls of the U.S. Congress to the shores of Hollyweird, progressive Democrats are exhibiting behavior that proves they’re a danger to themselves and others.  They’re going to need years of professional treatment before it’s safe to allow them to reenter society.

rememberAmericans are more divided morally, ideologically and politically today than they were during the Civil War…There are those on both the left and right who call for American unity. But these calls are either naive or disingenuous. Unity was possible between the right and liberals, but not between the right and the left. Liberalism — which was anti-left, pro-American and deeply committed to the Judeo-Christian foundations of America; and which regarded the melting pot as the American ideal, fought for free speech for its opponents, regarded Western civilization as the greatest moral and artistic human achievement and viewed the celebration of racial identity as racism — is now affirmed almost exclusively on the right and among a handful of people who don’t call themselves conservative. The left, however, is opposed to every one of those core principles of liberalism … With the defeat of the left in the last presidential election, the defeat of the left in two-thirds of the gubernatorial elections and the defeat of the left in a majority of House and Senate elections, this is likely the last chance liberals, conservatives and the right have to defeat the American left. But it will not happen until these groups understand that we are fighting for the survival of America no less than the Union troops were in the First Civil War. Dennis Prager


Not only do Republican states continue to outnumber Democratic states, but every single shift in party affiliation over the year has benefited the GOP. According to Gallup U.S. Daily, 21 states are now classified as solid or leaning Republican, 14 are solid or leaning Democratic and 15 states are competitive. That represents a monumental shift from a 30-state advantage for the Democrats in 2008 to a 7-state advantage for Republicans. (Gallup: Party Affiliation in U.S. Continues to Shift Toward Republicans)

The Democratic Party has been in decline for a number of election cycles. The verdict on the Democrats’ strategy of synchronized hysteria will be rendered in November 2018. My guess is that after two years, most voters will have seen enough of the Democrats’ vileness. Watch for the Democrats to slide nearer to irrelevance in 22 months. (Can Insanity Succeed?)

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A Rubber Room With A ‘View’

“It is very hard and very expensive to raise children. They’re snorting up the oxygen.” — Joy Behar

“I knew I wasn’t stupid, and I knew I wasn’t dumb. My mother told me that.” — Whoopi Goldberg


Waterboarding be damned. If Donald Trump is serious about re-instituting enhanced interrogation, all he needs do is lock the bad guys in a cell with Joyless and the Whoopster for a half-hour.  That’s enough to get anybody to talk.

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The Nasty Girls


“A  women’s march organized by a pro-Sharia woman is like a Million Chickens March led by Colonel Sanders” — Larry Elder

“Clowns are the pegs on which the circus is hung.” — P. T. Barnum

Only in America would a disgruntled bevy of strident and vulgar females dressed as giant pink vaginas march into the nation’s capitol, their numbskulls stuffed into “pussy” hats, and expect to be taken seriously by anyone other than the Democrats and the mainstream media.  Saturday’s exhibition of mass distaff mental instability  wasn’t a protest as much as it was a chaos of narcissistic and insufferable liberal idiots, flim-flammed into existence by, among  others, a hijab-wearing Muslim harpy:

sarsourDespite the sea of pink p**sy caps seen on worldwide streets during the Big Women’s’ March yesterday, the pink cap was not the real symbol of the march—the Muslim veil was. The Muslim veil and a hijab made out of the highly revered American flag were the real symbols of the day. There was one march organizer far more worrisome than Mama Michael Moore, the blow-the-White-House-up wishing, F-bomb spewing Madonna, or any of the other screaming meemies out on the streets, who, in the grander scheme of things,  were only the bit players. Veil wearing Linda Sarsour, who has ties to terrorist organization Hamas and who openly advocates for Sharia Law in America,  was well hidden by the mainstream media, who kept bit players like Moore in the spotlight. For all of their noise, for all of the sea of pink p**sy caps, the 2-million strong worldwide march was never really about getting even with the 62 million who voted in Donald J. Trump as president, even though some of the naive protesters may have been totally unaware of it, it was about bringing Islam into the power of the White House. Sarsour, who has provable ties to the terrorist organization Hamas, wants to bring America under the strictures of Sharia law and wants President Trump replaced by Democratic National Committee chair, Rep. Keith Ellison. Mama Moore, Rosie O’Donnell, Madonna, Ashley Judd, Jane Fonda et al are merely her foot-soldiers. (The Muslim Veil, not pink p**sy cap was the real symbol behind Big Women’s March)


As theater, the Harpy’s March was just as entertaining as an evening of pro wrestling, with the recently inaugurated Donald playing the part of the “heel“, and B-list celebrities like Madonna and Ashley Judd the heroic, if wildly frothing, “faces“.  A morally superior good time was had by all the giant pink vaginas. But, alas, not all was as innocently loopy as it seemed, as the picture below indicates.

Organizer For DC Women’s March Against Trump Pictured Flashing the ISIS Sign


And for the Nastiest Woman of ’em all — I believe we have a winner.

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From Here To Senility: The Epidemic Of Trump Derangement Syndrome



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Tinsel Town Rebels


“Hollywood: It has become so left-wing that it has fallen off the map and into the Pacific Ocean.” — James Arlandson







Did you know that in Tinsel Town the people there
Think substance is a bore … It’s the Tinsel Town Rebellion
From downtown Hollywood — Frank Zappa

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Thimblerigging The Donald


“[Donald Trump] called the Washington furor over Russian hacking a “witch hunt” when it is actually far more sinister and dangerous. Witch hunts end. The Washington mob aims to make sure the election never ends and that Trump can never govern.”  — Michael Goodwin

“…note the red herring. Whereas the real story is the content of the emails, the misdirect is how Wikileaks got them.” — Herschel Smith

With Friday’s endlessly hyped joint intelligence report facing skepticism over a complete lack of evidence to back up Obama regime claims, yet another change has been made to the story that is being used by Obama, Hillary and their allies to discredit the incoming Trump administration in the eyes of the American public … It is important to remember that according to documents leaked by former government contractor Edward Snowden that the Brits regularly worked with the NSA Stasi to circumvent constitutional restrictions and in this case, to provide cover for the official conspiracy theory on why Mrs. Clinton lost the election.  (Russian Hack Story Continues to Change)

fakesThe thimbleriggers of the Trumpiphobic, permanently demented Left are still at it (Thimblerig:  1.  A swindling trick in which a small ball or pea is quickly shifted from under one to another of three small cups to fool the spectator guessing its location. 2. One who manipulates the cup in thimblerig: thimblerigger — Merriam-Webster).  The charge: Vladimir Putin and his evil cyber-hackers interfered in our election, thus causing Hillary Clinton to bungle the presidency, and the Democrats to shed even more seats in the House, the Senate, the nation’s statehouses and its governor’s mansions.  Well, excuse me, but if exposing the cesspool in which Crooked Hillary and the Jackasses routinely swam laps was interference, instead of slapping ol’ Vladdy with sanctions, we ought to be sending him a Thank You note. Of course, no one has yet to see any hard evidence which proves the Russkies were behind the Wikileaks, and it sure wasn’t Putin who blithely slandered half of the citizens of America as “deplorables”. Still, if you’re nonetheless willing to take the word of known thimbleriggers like Barack Obama, CIA head John Brennan, or NSA chief James Clapper that Grizzly Steppe done did it, then you might be interested in buying an almost-new bridge in Brooklyn.

The Obama administration is retaliating against Russia for hacking into Debbie Wasserman-Schultz’s email account. It would have been much better if the administration had reacted when Russia hacked into the White House’s and State Department’s computers in 2014, but, as Glenn Reynolds says, at that time only national security was at stake, while now, it’s something really important: the Democratic Party’s power. (“Grizzly Steppe”: Is This a Joke?)

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The Midnight Ride of the South China Sea Surfing Association


“North Vietnam cannot defeat the United States. Only Americans can do that.” — Richard Nixon

**The following took place during my long-ago sojourn in the Vietnam War.  The names of my colleagues have been changed, not to protect the innocent — none of us were that — but because after almost 50 years, I can’t remember the real ones.  But I can see the faces that went with them, as clearly as if I’d seen them just yesterday. Dialog has been reconstructed.**

We weren’t surfers, of course.  The association was a loosely knit menagerie of Signal Corps misfits and an infantry grunt who’d been temporarily reassigned to our theoretically safe and secure locale while healing up from a minor combat injury incurred out in the Bad Bush.  But the name sounded cool, and the South China Sea was close by.  So that’s what we called ourselves.  Hang 10, baby.

Associates had no boogie boards, but we always had reefer and warm beer in the bunkers. And we had rats, red-eyed varmints infested with plague fleas. They lived behind the sandbags and weren’t scared of anything except incoming. Sometimes we had boom-boom girls.  They were warm too, but not as warm as the beer.  The local Viet Cong constabulary was holed up in the nearby mountains, not doing much of anything usually, and when the boredom grew intolerable, they’d fire a few rounds at us for entertainment, haring off before the counter-mortar batteries could get a decent fix on their position.  It was about as idyllic as Vietnam was ever going to get.  It wouldn’t last, of course. Charlie had his lifers, same as us, and the big brass on either side is never happy unless they’re hurling their underlings at somebody’s throat.  Unfortunately, this time one of those throats belonged to me.


“C’mon, man. I really want ya to go.”

“Are you crazy? You guys got shot at as soon as you left the gate yesterday.”

“Yeah, but nobody got hit. C’mon. Volunteer. Don’t make me order ya.  The other guys are goin’. It’ll be fun. The midnight ride of the South China Sea Surfers. We’ll cruise in, pick that fat bastard up, and di di mau back here. Easy, peasey.”

“Stan, the damn city’s still full of gooks!”

“Hey, I got yer back. Ya don’t wanna live forever, do ya?”

“That’s exactly what I wanna do! I thought you was my buddy!”

“I got my orders, dipshit. I gotta go get the sergeant-major outta his billet, and I ain’t goin’ into town with a bunch of friggin’ damn FNG’s who I don’t know when there’s live Charlies running ’round.  Now, you gonna volunteer for this here detail or not?”

“Aw, fer Christ’s sake, Stan.”

“That’s Sergeant Stan, Spec 4 Mack.”

“Okay, okay. I’m in. But you get me killed, and I’m gonna haunt yer sorry ass. You happy now, you persuasive prick?”

“As a clam.  Grab yer gear an’ fall in by the Orderly Room. I’ll pick ya up there in 15 minutes.”

It was the third night of the Tet Offensive.


72 hours. After that, you shouldn’t be trusted with a cap gun, let alone a military assault rifle. I was closing on 72. We all were. Sleep deprivation is as dangerous as any other enemy.  It’s probably why Giacomo dropped his weapon when he stepped on the dead gook.

“What the f**k, Jack!”

“Sorry, man. Scared the sh*t outta me. Ya smell that? Jesus, this f**ker’s gettin’ ripe!”

At midnight on January 30th, the Lunar New Year had begun in Vietnam with fireworks and traditional prayers to the Jade Emperor and his heavenly cohorts for 12 ensuing months of peace, love, and universal concord. Mortars and rockets started arriving in camp shortly thereafter. Enemy sappers hit the compounds along the beach road, and by mid-morning, half the city was under the less than merciful administration of the North Vietnamese Army and its political action executioners.  We spent the day preparing for a ground assault that we were informed would be starting sometime after dark.  It never materialized.  This was due primarily to some spirited work by troopers of the Korean White Horse Division, and command and control incompetence from one of the NVA support units, which never arrived on site.  In the morning, the ROKs flushed a few forlorn infiltrators from the refugee shacks on the far side of the wire. Grinned happily, and beat the wounded one to death with sandbags.  Xin lỗi, asshole — sorry ’bout that.  Some of the F**kin’ New Guys were growing a bit anxious: “Is it always like this?”  “Don’t worry ’bout it, rook. You get used to it.” Salty old liars, that’s what we were in the Surfing Association. I was the member with the lowest seniority, and I’d been in-country for six months. Sergeant Stanley was in the midst of his third tour. F**k the FNGs if they couldn’t take a joke.

“Two mags apiece,” Stan said. “Just in case. Gilley’s carrying the thumper.” Gilley was TDY’d from the 196th Light Infantry Brigade, and the thumper was an M-79 grenade launcher.  We all wore flak jackets. Stan had a pair of frags on his. “In an’ out, boys. In an’ out. An’ remember: don’t shoot yerselves.”  Signal Corps commandos and an out-of-work grunt. We piled into the jeep.


Rumbling through silent streets as dark and empty as the black heart of an army recruiter. Even the Lambretta drivers were staying indoors. Sporadic chatter from faraway automatic weapons and the random thump of mortars. The pop of an illumination flare. Eerie, flickering shadows dancing malignantly over dusty areca palms and old French villas.

“This is some crazy sh*t,” says Booker.  “We oughta let Charlie have that fat f**k.  Nobody’d miss his dumb ass.”

Sergeant-Major Hodge.  Career soldier, a lifer playing out the string.  As past his prime as a quartermaster pork chop. Billeted in what passed for a hotel in what passed for a city in what passed for a country.  RHIP. Rank has its privileges.  But old Hodge had been trapped like any other no-account bunker rat when the NVA overran his neighborhood, and the Surfing Association had grudgingly left the relative safety of its tents to try and bring him back.  Well, if Hodge was depending on amateurs like us for his liberation, he was in some deep sh*t.

Giacomo’s first out of the jeep.  He rounds the corner and steps on the corpse. Weapon clatters to the ground.

“What the f**k, Jack!”

“Sorry, man. Scared the shit outta me.”

Stan hisses: “Keep it down, you sorry bastards!”

My heart’s trying to claw its way out of my chest. Jack Como, you slippery fingered friggin’ idiot, I’m gettin’ too old for this sh*t!  (I’m only 19, but we’re always too old for this sh*t).

A pair of jumpy MPs are stationed in front of the hotel. “We’re here to get Sergeant-Major Hodge,” Stan tells them. “Everything quiet?”

“For now. You guys be careful drivin’ back.  This area ain’t been fully cleared.”

Hodge’s door is unlocked. We knock once and barge in.  The room stinks of body odor, whiskey, and stale smoke.  The usual. He has an air conditioner, RHIP, but the power’s been gone for two days, and it’s stifling. A Coleman gas lantern is burning on an end table. Hodge is passed out, big whale belly rising and falling gently over his skivvies, sickly yellow in the feeble glow. Outside, the automatic weapons have started up again, but they’re not close.

“Lookit that,” says Booker.  “He’s drunk as a damn skunk.”

“Sit him up,” Stan orders. “Let’s get him dressed an’ get the f**k outta here.”

Resuscitation proves difficult but not impossible.  We get Hodge propped up, and eventually both of his bloodshot eyes stay open.

“Wha’ urr you men doin’ in my room?” Heavy slur, and breath that could deep fry an egg.

“We’re takin’ ya back to base, Sergeant-Major.  It ain’t safe here no more.”

“Boo’ shit. Not goin’ t’camp ri’ now. Haf a drink.”

Gilley looks nervously out the window. “Man,” he whispers, “if he don’t get his ass movin’, I’ll shoot him myself!”

“There’s gooks all over the place, Sarge,” Stan informs him gently.  “The city’s been overrun. We got orders to bring ya in.”

“Goos? Wha’ goos? Ish s’cure area.”

“He don’t even know we been hit,” says Booker incredulously. “F**kin’ lifers!”

“I vote to leave him here,” I say.

“He’p me get his pants on, Book,” Stan says. “C’mon, Sergeant-Major. I ain’t f**kin’ around no more. We gotta go.”

It’s like forcing two pounds of bratwurst into a one pound casing (I knew about such things — I’d served a year in Germany with Vee Corps artillery before volunteering for the Nam). Giacomo is checking out the Sergeant-Major’s stash. He’s jealous. Our ration cards only allot for beer and cigarettes, and the closest Class VI store is on the air base.  “How come the lifers get to buy whiskey and we don’t?”

“‘Cause lifers don’t do sh*t but get drunk,” I tell him.

We get the Sergeant-Major on his feet. He sways like he’s being buffeted by a monsoon wind. “You boysh err takin’ care uh yer ol’ sarge, ain’t cha?”

“Man, I’d like ta throw him to th’ dogs,” says Gilley.


In June, the battalion holds an awards ceremony.  Our battalion commander is given the Legion of Merit for exceptionally meritorious achievement during the Tet campaign (when he’d been in Australia on R&R). This is the first and last time I’d ever see him in person. Sergeant-Major Hodge receives the decoration too.  The rest of us are issued certificates of merit signed by the Commanding General of the 1st Signal Brigade. Afterwards, the South China Sea Surfing Association effectively disbands. Stan had extended again, and transfers to Saigon.  Gilley goes back to the 196th. The whites of Booker’s eyes turn yellow one day. He trudges off to the medical tent and is sent to a hospital in Japan. Giacomo becomes a doorgunner. His helicopter disappears during an operation in the A Shau Valley. He is listed as missing in action. I extend for an early discharge upon rotation back to the World. In October, I get my port call. My tour of duty is over. I’m going home.

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Forty-Four Gets Eighty-Sixed


“On January 21st of 2017, the day after I take the oath of office, Americans will finally wake up in a country where the laws of the United States are enforced. We are going to be considerate and compassionate to everyone. But my greatest compassion will be for our own struggling citizens.” — Donald Trump

Obama is the “most loquacious” president ever, George Will said on Fox News on Monday. Will then challenged guests Mercedes Schlapp and Charles Lane to recall something memorable the president had said. Nothing emerged… (How the outgoing president has made our holidays hazardous)

It won’t be long now.  And for most people (I speak now of those unrepentant gun-totin’ clingers who live happily in places other than America’s urban Democrat dystopias), January 20th, 2017 can’t come quick enough. It’s the end of an error, alright, the official last day of the worst president in the history of the Republic. Bye-bye Harrison Bounel (a.k.a. Barry Soetoro and Barack Obama). Hello, Donald J. Trump. A.K.A. Donald J. Trump. And for the lefties that remain camped on the banks of that famous Egyptian river (you know — De-Nial), snarling endlessly about how Hillary won the popular vote, here’s a newsflash: America ain’t California or New York. Without those two bastions of homegrown Marxist mendacity, Trump’s up by 3 million. But, presidentially speaking,  America ain’t a democracy in which the magic number is always 51 percent. We’re a constitutional republic wherein the institution of the Electoral College ensures that every state has a voice in choosing whom they want to lead the union. Which is exactly why the Left wants to jettison it.

According to ABC News:

In states including Connecticut, Pennsylvania, Ohio and New Mexico, legislators have said they plan to introduce legislation that would require their state’s Electoral College voters cast ballots for the presidential candidate who earns the most votes nationwide, regardless of the statewide results.

Since 2006, 11 states have signed onto the compact, which require their Electoral College voters to cast ballots for the national popular vote winner. In theory it would take effect once it involves states representing at least 270 electoral votes, the threshold to win the presidency. (JUST IN: Democrats To RIG Electoral College In Preparation For 2020 Election!)

This, of course, is a movement that will last only until such time as a Democrat loses the popular vote.  Which may happen sooner than later assuming that President Trump deports all the illegals who voted for Hillary.

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Keith Ellison: “X” Marks His Spot


Republicans should designate the Muslim Brotherhood a terrorist organization, based simply on the weight of the evidence. But if they’re feeling a little bit mean — and why not? — they should wait until the Democrats have put Keith Ellison in charge of their party to do it. (A Problem Like Keith Ellison)

What should a political party that has just lost its white working‐class blue-­collar base to a “make America great again” nationalist do to try to regain these voters? Why not appoint as the new head of the party a radical left-wing ideologue who has a long history of supporting an anti-­American, anti-­white, anti-­Semitic Nation of Islam racist? Alan Dershowitz

“The responsible activist has to show young people out there, that white supremacy and capitalism are what’s putting them in the position they’re in.” Keith Ellison

I think we need to study reparations. When there’s injury there should be redress, right?” Keith Ellison


If it’s true that you’re known by the company you keep, then it’s appropriate that the man most likely to lead the post-Obama Democrats [sic] is an individual who in any reasonably sane society, would be near the top of his government’s subversives watch list:

In August 2006 the Communist Party USA (CPUSA) said: “If Keith Ellison is elected in November to represent Minnesota’s 5th Congressional District, he will bring to the U.S. House of Representatives a fresh progressive voice in tradition of Paul Wellstone. He will also be the first African American congressman from Minnesota and the first Muslim in the U.S. Congress.” … Ellison won his congressional election on November 7, 2006, and has been re-elected every two years since then. At his 2006 victory party, a number of his supporters shouted “Allahu Akbar!”—the traditional battle cry of jihadists. (Discover The Networks)

In [Ellison’s February 2000 speech on behalf of domestic terrorist Kathleen Soliah/Sara Jane Olson], Ellison called for the release of Soliah/Olson and spoke favorably of cop killers Mumia Abu-Jamal and Assata Shakur. (Keith Ellison for Dummies)

Keith Ellison spent 10 years of his life associating with the Nation of Islam. Since running for office, it seems, he has traded his loyalties to that group for organizations and individuals that are at least equally dangerous. When Congressman Ellison places his hand, today, on the Quran, to which people is he swearing an oath to protect? Is it the American public – many of which went blindly into the voting booths to choose him – or is it his friends, our enemies? (Keith Ellison’s Friends, Our Enemies)

During an interview on Monday’s edition of SiriusXM’s “Karen Hunter Show,” Representative Keith Ellison (D-MN), who is a candidate for DNC Chair stated that Fidel Castro “confronted people with a lot of power on behalf of people that didn’t have any.” And while Castro “probably” was “harsh” and “dictatorial” his legacy is “mixed” and saying that he’s “all bad,” is “all wrong.” (Dem Rep Ellison: ‘All Wrong’ To Say Castro Was ‘All Bad,’ He ‘Confronted’ People In Power)

These days, if you’re not an incipient totalitarian with a predilection for insurrection and dishonesty, you just can’t be a good Democrat. In addition to questionable allegiances with unsavory characters, Ellison, like fellow Jackasses Al Sharpton and Charlie Rangel, is a notorious tax cheat: 

Ellison’s record also includes a multitude of embarrassments of the traditional kind. He fell afoul of the IRS after failing to pay $25,000 in income taxes; he ignored fines that he had incurred for parking tickets and moving violations so numerous that his driver’s license was suspended more times than he can remember; he was fined for willful violation of Minnesota’s campaign finance reporting law. It amounts to a striking pattern of lawbreaking since he undertook the practice of law in 1990. (Louis Farrakhan’s First Congressman)

With a record like his, Keith Ellison is the perfect choice to lead the modern Democrat Party into the oblivion which it so richly deserves.

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Fifth Columns Of The Week

America’s subversives took a break from their daily rioting to eulogize their Uncle Fi:


Black Lives Matter Thanks Fidel Castro For Harboring Cop-Killer Assata Shakur

Proving just how anti-American Black Lives Matter is, the radical black movement sent a love letter to dead Cuban dictator Fidel Castro. They praised his brutal rise to power, his totalitarian communist regime, and most of all for giving safe haven to revolutionary black terrorists including cop-killer Assata Shakur.

Black Lives Matter posted this sickening tribute to an American enemy on Medium yesterday:

“We are feeling many things as we awaken to a world without Fidel Castro. There is an overwhelming sense of loss, complicated by fear and anxiety. Although no leader is without their flaws, we must push back against the rhetoric of the right and come to the defense of El Comandante. And there are lessons that we must revisit and heed as we pick up the mantle in changing our world, as we aspire to build a world rooted in a vision of freedom and the peace that only comes with justice. It is the lessons that we take from Fidel.”


Fidel Castro’s Mass Murder by the Numbers

Fidel Castro shed blood on a scale unimaginable in American terms. His butchers executed perhaps 15,000 prisoners, according to academic estimates cited by Wikipedia … That was in a country of 7 million. In per capita terms, that’s the equivalent of about 680,000 executions in the United States of America with our population of 318 million. What’s 680,000? The entire population of Denver or Seattle. Imagine taking every man, woman, and child of a major American city and murdering them. That’s the scale of Fidel Castro’s crimes.


That is the true legacy of Fidel Castro: He was going to liberate the people of Cuba and then proceeded to put a military boot on their throats, telling them all to be grateful while he choked the life out of them. — Mike Lupica


His fastball has long since died. He still has a few curveballs which he throws at us routinely. – Nicholas Burns, United States State Department Spokesman


The first thing I noticed about Cuba is that there are billboards on every city block and every few miles in the countryside. And every single one of them is about the “Revolution” and its “achievements.” It is almost as if they are trying to sell it to the people, who don’t have a say in the matter … My personal favorite was a billboard on the highway announcing “La Salud Es La Revolución”(“Health Is The Revolution”), before getting off at a bus stop that, like about 95% of the other public facilities I encountered, had no soap or toilet paper … Another billboard saying “Los Cambios En Cuba Son Para Más Socialismo” (“The Changes In Cuba are for More Socialism”) was sitting on top of a nearly empty “super market” where Cubans go to queue for their allotment of rationed food. (Two Weeks in Cuba: Billboards and Ironies)


Obama to Send More Senior Reps to Castro Funeral than to Thatcher’s

semper-fidelObama was accused of “snubbing” the funeral of Baroness Thatcher in 2013, sending two aging former Secretaries of State to lead a delegation that included no representatives from the incumbent administration. As British Prime Minister, Lady Thatcher was a close friend and ally of U.S. President Ronald Reagan, with the two working side-by-side to help end the rule of Communism in Eastern Europe. Fidel Castro was a long-time enemy of America, famously bringing the country close to nuclear war in the early 1960s after agreeing to host Soviet missiles in Cuba. He ruled the island with an iron fist for decades before finally ceding power ten years ago as his health failed.

Elsewhere, we learn of something else that was Bush’s Fault:

 9/11 Mastermind: ‘Cowboy’ George W. Bush’s Fierce Military Response Ruined Our Plans of a 2nd 9/11

cowboy2“Then he looked at me and said, ‘How was I supposed to know that cowboy George Bush would announce he wanted us ‘dead or alive’ and then invade Afghanistan to hunt us down?’” Mitchell writes. “KSM explained that if the United States had treated 9/11 like a law enforcement matter, he would have had time to launch a second wave of attacks.” He was not able to do so because al-Qaeda was stunned “by the ferocity and swiftness of George W. Bush’s response.” … Mohammed also predicted “jihadi-minded brothers would immigrate to the United States” and take advantage of the country’s rights and laws until they were ready to attack.

And then there’s the usual chorus of “Islam Is Not To Blame” whenever a Muslim slaughters a group of innocent bystanders:

lib-nitwitLiberal Blames OSU Terror Attack On Bullying And Trump

As soon as I found out the attacker was a Muslim Somali immigrant, I knew white people & Trump were to blame.

Think Progress: The Real Victims In Somali-American Terror Attack At OSU Are Somalis

Gee, and one thought the victims were the people stabbed…

OSU Diversity Officer Urges Compassion for Somali Terrorist Who Attacked Students

diversityThe Ohio State University assistant director of residence life allegedly expressed sympathy for Somali stabber Abdul Razak Ali Artan in a bizarre Facebook post Monday that has since gone viral. Stephanie Clemons Thompson urged her followers to have compassion for Artan after he expressed a desire “to kill a billion infidels” and then tried to kill as many as he could at OSU. She also urged people to “think of the pain he must have been in,” and used the hashtags #BlackLivesMatter and #SayHisName (which BLM uses to denote victims of police brutality).

Ohio State Attack: Friend says Abdul Razak Ali Artan ‘Loved America’

“He actually loved America,” Ameer Kadar, who last saw Artan two weeks ago, told NBC News. “He was a very sweet and humble person,” Khan said. “He can never do such an act, honestly.”

American-born children of immigrants proving fruitful recruiting ground for jihad in U.S.

While immigrants draw much of the attention, it’s their children who are proving to be the most fruitful recruiting ground for radical jihad in the U.S., accounting for at least half of the deadly attacks over the past decade.

Islam, Revolution, and Black Lives Matter

Jihadists — violent and stealth — will use any and every opportunity to gain ground. They are particularly “good” at soliciting and manipulating angry youth – from every class and race – who are misfits or underdogs looking for a sense of purpose and personal power. The victimology narrative is a prerequisite for joining the ranks of jihadists, and look which group is featured below promoting Black Lives Matter: the unindicted co-conspirator to terrorism financing, CAIR.


Folks, there’s more than one swamp that needs draining…

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