July 21, 2017

Begging Bowl


The War Planner receives a request for a contribution from the RNC. Talk about big brass balls!




July 20, 2017

July 17, 2017

Comment o' the Day!

From ST8Kout over at The Gatweay Pundit:



..no more need be said!

Let's clear this up once and for all..

Thought I'd take a few minutes and clarify some points that are obviously troubling the left and the media and their little wilting flower-children followers. This arose from a thread over on Weasel Zippers today.


First, here's a logic chart to help you out. Please feel free to clip out and keep in your wallet as a handy reference.


Secondly, here is a map suitable for framing and hanging on the wall of your cubicle or the basement of your mother's home -- where you reside.


Otherwise piss off and pound sand!

July 9, 2017

Styx on the Reality of Reality

I can hear everyone now, "There goes old War Planner; never had an original thought".

Well, I submit to you that -- outside of Adam and Eve or the man-ape who slew all the other man-apes at the waterhole with the thigh bone of a tapir -- no one on the face of the earth had an original thought (And even the man-ape had to touch the monolith first.) But folks like Da Vinci, Newton, Einstein, Fermi, Edison, and Weird Al Yankovic (the famed accordion player), stood on the shoulders of giants and midgets to get where they were.

But enough of going down that rabbit hole in defense of my questionable intellect.


Styx posits something very interesting here and it does address one of the more fascinating aspects of the current popular political scene. (Here I break from the main theme of Styx's video.) As we endured the reign of the Boy King and Lawn Jockey POTUS who received daily tongue baths from the adoring media (while on several occasions kicking them in the gonads), it became apparent that these modern day version of Emperor Tiberius's "little Fishes" gratefully covered for their idol, bestowing many favors upon him.
Emperor Tiberius (reigned A.D. 4 - 37) holds that dubious honor. According to his biographer Suetonius, in later life, Tiberius built himself a porn central on Capri. There, youngsters performed elaborate daisy-chains of sexual acts, the emperor by turns voyeur and participant. Even grosser activities took place in his bathing pools, where toddlers were trained to nibble and fellate him underwater. The old perv called them “his little fishes.”
But, as the possibility of a Trump victory began budding up in their garden and especially after the debacle of November 8th, stark terror set in and, thus far, we have been living in the grip of their panic. While the post-election antics can be described as backlash, one could describe the attacks on Trump, his followers, and ordinary, decent Americans as "front lash" consisting of skewing polls, false reporting (forerunner of FAKE NEWS), and the general sewing of disinformation.

Here Styx correctly takes down Kirsten Powers' deranged insistence on folks trading their anonymity for credibility in the eyes of..whom, Exactly? CNN?

Bullshit!

They tracked down that errant Reddit author of the DJT body slamming the CNN logo and threatened him with doxxing if he didn't recant. While it may have been successful on the surface, does anyone believe this guy is truly remorseful? By extension, do these fools and their leash-holders in the parent companies or the government or other powerful entities in this world believe that, by obtaining the identities of perpetrators of this mischief and forcing them at sword point to change their opinions, that will change the underlying reality?

Oh really?

Maybe this is how you account for the skewed polls or those in the Washington, DC poli-press bubble, remember? You call up Mr and Mrs John Smith and ask them if they will vote for Hillary or the Looney Tune Donald Trump and you either get a hang-up or some respondents nervously clear their throats and mumble a raspy "yes". So you collate your data and go to press saying that Hillary will win because she's up by 50 points in flyover country. Remember how we dodged this last year?


Also, remember how after the debates, the Drudge and other insta-polls had the favorable landslide for Trump? Some of the MSM even shut off their version of those polls because "they did not reflect reality".

..but November eighth did?

You better get your pretty little head out of your ass, Ms Powers, or that shit will ruin your new permanent.

July 7, 2017

Hand Job..

Trump goes to Poland, hits it out of the park, is enthusiastically greeted by the Polish people, graciously received by the President of Poland and his wife, gives a speech, then goes to the G20 and meets with Putin whereupon they agree to a cease fire in Syria. After that, he meets with with that immigrant-loving toad of a chancellor of Germany. Frau Merkel. He also meets with the President of Mexico and, during the interview, tells the press that Mexico will indeed pay for the wall while Nieto sits silently, nodding in agreement. In the mean time, the jobs report hits a more than expected 225,000 for the week. And what do the assholes over at CNN obsess about?

Fucking handshakes:




..I tell ya, the desperation is palpable!


ADD ITEM: YOu wanna talk about awkward? How about when The Lawn Jockey POTUS would not shut up during the playing of God Save the Queen?

July 4, 2017

A Polish Joke..

The title to this post is very irreverent but in no way is meant to be disrespectful. Throughout history, the Polish nation and her people have been strong champions for freedom and enemies of totalitarian rule. Even when behind the Iron Curtain under the stifling rule of the Soviet Union, the people of Poland, Hungary, and Czechoslovakia chipped away at the communist domination of their countries. After years of chipping away at the gray walls of the Polish communist regime by virtue of organizing the workers of the Gdańsk Shipyard, Lech Wałęsa won the presidential election, defeating Prime Minister Mazowiecki and other candidates to become Poland's first freely-elected head of state in 63 years, and the first non-Communist head of state in 45 years. In 1993 he founded his own political party, the Nonpartisan Bloc for Support of Reforms (BBWR). During his presidency he dragged Poland out from under the Communist grip.

Turns out that Donald Trump is making a visit to Europe next week and his first stop will be Poland and, in honor of this, the Polish have released a very nice video viewable over at the Gateway Pundit post.


So, the Polish Joke to which I refer is how these sturdy Eastern Europeans have made fools of the tutu-wearing frotzing Nancy-boys of Western Europe (I am looking at you, Micron) by rejecting the onslaught of globalism and Islam in favor of Nationalism and Christianity. This is a chillingly stirring and powerful video.


To say that I am profoundly moved by this outpouring of feeling against those forces who seek to darken our lives is a gross understatement.

July 3, 2017

Catching up: where to start..

The Trump opposition -- mainly the media -- continues it's slide down the slimy sides of the porcelain bowl and into the blue-tinted water as the President with a deft flick of the wrist, flicks the handle and the CNN turds begin their laps around the bowl and, ultimately, their trip to the sewage treatment plant.

It has been such a dizzying ride with these assholes predictably vapor-locking on every tweet Trump puts out that it has been very difficult for one to catalog all of the umbrages they take. But one of my beloved idols sums it all up nicely, particularly the point that those nettlesome with the tweets (including Tucker) should pack it in and enjoy the ride. Here is Tammy Bruce's opinion which I sincerely share:


..goodness knows I am!

June 20, 2017

Patagonia..my beloved Patagonia!

Suck my Dick, Trump!
No, not the region at the tip of South America shared by Chile and Argentina. The "Yupscale" firm that sells "rugged outdoor gear" to the bike lock wielding, anti-Trump, Antifa SJWs who have blood shooting out of their eyes whenever they even think about our duly-elected POTUS. And it's run by Rose Marcario who has declared war on the Trump administration. (Emphasis added.) She's pledged her company's resources in a life and death struggle to topple the regime of the hated Orange Hitler. Apparently, the butt hurt is occasioned because the government isn't going to gobble up land that belongs to the states and/or the people for the sake of a few granola-crunching, tree-hugging, socialist EnviroNazis:

The CEO of outdoor clothing giant Patagonia is burnishing her anti-Republican bona fides again, this time saying she intends to pledge her entire company to the “resistance” of President Donald Trump.

Patagonia CEO Rose Marcario recently attacked President Trump for his statements about rolling back President Obama’s unusually aggressive campaign of confiscating millions of acres of state lands and claiming them as “national monuments.”

“We have to fight like hell to keep every inch of public land,” Marcario said in a May article at Huffpost. “I don’t have a lot of faith in politics and politicians right now.”

In an effort to prevent citizens from retaking possession of their state lands, one of her immediate actions will be to sue the Trump administration for its efforts to scale back Obama’s unprecedented land grab.

“A president does not have the authority to rescind a national monument,” Marcario said in an April 26 statement after Trump announced his national monuments order. “An attempt to change the boundaries ignores the review process of cultural and historical characteristics and the public input.”

Boy-o, where to begin?

“I don’t have a lot of faith in politics and politicians right now.”

Right now? How about your looking the other way when The Lawn Jockey POTUS and his cronies in Congress and the DOJ and other agencies was stealing the bread out of the mouths of American workers and their families? How about, oh great lover of peace and calm and open spaces and Kumbaya, coming down on the ramping up of obscene violence and loss of civility by the unhinged left of which you are a part? How about just suck a giant dick, you Adam's apple-ed, transgender piece of shit!

But, to the point: Tucker Carson and several pro-Trump folks on You Tube and other social media outlets decry boycotts because "it affect the employees at a company or business" or words to that effect. To which I politely but firmly respond, "Bullsh*t"!

And, on sites like Weasel Zippers and The Gateway Pundit many wise commenters concur: corporate actions have consequences. Target could have solved the transgender thing quietly and simply by adding several of those single-person restrooms in their stores so the over-the-road teamster who had a desire to wear a colorful Summer chemise and open toed pumps could take a dump there instead of wandering into the ladies' room and ogling your nine year old. But, no-o-o-o-o, they wanted to make a big deal out of it and virtue signal. The consequences were a purported loss of $20 billion in their stock value.

Also, who in the hell feels like going to see a Matt Damon or Mark Ruffalo movie these days? Or have you recently tried to get seats at one of those rapidly vanishing Kathy Griffin roadhouse appearances? Don;t know about you, but I am now MORE inclined to purchase a Squatty Potty these days.

Beating a dead horse here, I realize, but boycotting is the one relatively easy and bloodless methods of expressing our outrage at those who virtue signal -- whether it's a marketing ploy or the CEO just lost it.

Anyway, I posted essentially the same thing on today's Gateway Pundit's thread and harvested some stuff from a couple of commenters. The first, plastic_jeezus, picked up on Patagonia's self-serving Newspeak in their FAQ's:


Here I pick up Mr Jeezus's narrative with a screen scrape of this preposterous load of cod's wallop that the fleece-lined bull dyke's company emits:

....their "public relations" department might as well be called "the ministry of truth"....

http://www.patagonia.com/co...

Do workers in factories making Patagonia clothes earn a living wage?

Most do not earn a living wage, which is generally defined as sufficient compensation for a family to live on. Since early 2013, our Code of Conduct has required Patagonia factories to move toward paying a living wage, as well as paying legal minimum wage, overtime and abiding by benefit regulations. Manufacture of our more technical clothing requires highly skilled labor from operators who generally earn a decent hourly rate in their labor market. Some workers can earn close to a living wage through piece-rate pay. We prefer to work with factories that pay workers enough to meet basic needs–and more. We track minimum and prevailing wages in each country we work in, and work toward a fair or living wage in our costing negotiations with each factory. Our social audits and FLA monitoring reveal that many of our factories already pay above minimum wage for some or all of their workers.

We agree workers should be paid a living wage, but we don’t pay it, at least not yet. There are several reasons why. Sewing is low-paid work, the industry is competitive and many governments, including the U.S., set a low minimum wage. Factories often make products for multiple brands, and pay their workers the same wage regardless of which brand they’re working for. So for a factory to pay its workers more, all brands making products in that factory have to agree to pay more. Factories also have to be assured they will not lose business if they charge more for their products to pay higher wages. (A loss of business can result in worker layoffs, which would not be a good outcome.) And last, consumers have to be willing to pay more for products to ensure workers earn a living wage.

We believe the Fair Labor Association’s effort to establish a living wage (or fair wage) clause is the best way to achieve it. All companies that belong to the association would agree to it in their Codes of Conduct, along with a graduated or “stepped” timetable for achieving it. To be effective, any new wage clause has to have teeth and include provisions for auditor training and factory verification. We are working for this within the FLA.

In 2013, we announced our partnership with Fair Trade USA–an NGO that audits our Fair Trade factories, calculates a living wage for their workers and manages a program whereby Patagonia pays a premium, on top of our FOB price, that goes directly into a bank account controlled by the workers. A democratically elected worker committee decides how best to use the money. This includes distributing it as a bonus to bring workers closer to a living wage. It’s one of our first concrete steps in figuring out how Patagonia can best help to raise wages in our supply chain.

Also, I earned this stunning response from Uncle Monkey who put all this Corporate virtue signalling in stark perspective:


I'll leave it there, but if you all are in need of outdoor wear and want to go a few notches above Wal-Mart or the local Salvation Army store but want to make a pilitical statement and do not want to spend $800 for a fleece-lined coat made from $5 worth of materials and $10 is sweatshop labor in some third world shit hole, consider sending some of your filthy lucre to Linda Bean of L. L. Bean who supported and endorsed Donald Trump for President. Hell, we might turn this into a contest to see who is successful and who folds.

My money's on Linda Bean.

June 12, 2017

The Play is the Thing..


I wanted to briefly wander back to the modern rendition of Shakespeare's Julius Caesar being on offer for free in New York City's Central Park wherein the play's namesake is a character bearing a planned resemblance to President Donald Trump. Per the play and history, Julius Caesar is assassinated by Cassius, the ringleader of the conspirators and those who he has convinced to participate -- among them Brutus, a general and close friend of Caesar.

Because of the portrayal, there seems to be outrage from the right and counter-outrage from the left, apparently because corporate sponsorship has been disappearing faster that Kathy Griffin's roadhouse gigs.
But the controversy largely ignores the history of Julius Caesar, which has been nodding to contemporary politics since its very first staging. “The play was written for a fiercely politicized and partisan people,” the playwright Tony Kushner has argued, “during a time ... when democratic institutions were seriously jeopardized by immensely arrogant, immensely popular leaders with despotic inclinations and dreams of empires.” In 1599 when Caesar premiered, Queen Elizabeth I had been in power for four decades and the question of who would succeed her was a troublesome one. A “Bishop’s Ban” imposed on literary works the same year had cracked down on satire, and many have interpreted Caesar as critiquing the monarch’s stranglehold on power while slyly evading the wrath of the censors.
Yeah, yeah, yeah..whatevs. But a point is being missed. Those of you who have read/studied this play (oft required in high school English in the old days) should remember that, while Julius Caesar (Trump), was brutally murdered in Act 3 Scene 1, the play drags on for two more full acts ending up with a lot of the conspirators having their weekends ruined and otherwise "running on their swords", etc.

A good time was not had by all.

So, after the players get their yucks for the first two acts of the play (Caesar gets his in Act 3 Scene 1), the rest of the show slogs through hand wringing and the general unraveling of the conspirators' cohesion. Literally, from the moment of Caesar's death and, in fact, while he was lying on the steps of the Senate, Mark Antony steps in and gives the pivotal speech that basically turns the animosity and hatred of the assembled crowd towards Caesar and sympathy for the conspirators to antipathy for their deeds and sadness at the loss of their emperor. (Especially when they find that JC left them all something in his will.)

Below is Marc Antony's speech -- done by Marlon Brando in his tour de force 1953 performance. I excerpted some of the speech so you can appreciate how Antony sarcastically skewers Brutus and Cassius and the rest of that posse over the brutal assassination.

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones: So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious: If it were so, it was a grievous fault; And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest..for Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honorable men.

Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me. But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, whose ransoms did the general coffers fill. Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff! Yet Brutus says he was ambitious and Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious and, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once -- not without cause. What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason!

Bear with me. My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, and I must pause till it come back to me.

But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world. Now lies he there and none so poor to do him reverence. O masters, if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong and Cassius wrong, who, you all know, are honourable men And I will not do them wrong. I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, than I will wrong such honourable men. But here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar -- I found it in his closet -- tis his will. Let but the commons hear this testament which, pardon me, I do not mean to read and they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, and dip their napkins in his sacred blood, Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, and, dying, mention it within their wills, bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.

Indeed, for the company of players -- who I will wager has few Trump fans in their midst -- it must have been a tough slog to the play's end with their having to choke out the ironic words that described the conspirators' downfall and the concomitant rise of the adoration of their Caesar~Trump. I am certain-sure they will bring it off like the troopers they are.

For they are, all, honorable men.

June 7, 2017

¡Juk! ¡Juk! ¡Juk!


Hint: it's like one of those Hitler remixes! But this one is not:


Wish I could can the laughter on the last one and replay it to these folks!

June 4, 2017

May 28, 2017

The South will rise again..

..yeee haw!












..from my good friend and high-school classmate, Tom, the retired Atlanta homicide dick.

May 27, 2017

Keep f**king that chicken, Hillary!

Too got not to run at the front of this post:


I hang out at three blogs regularly: The Sparta Report (expatriates of Hot Air formed Hot Gas and then renamed it The Sparta report), Weasel Zippers, and Jim Hoft's The Gateway Pundit. All have their compelling reasons to visit. The Sparta Report is kind of a home with family: many of the folks who I soldiered with since 2006 when I started all of this internet nonsense. But it is run by working stiffs who have day jobs and, while they do a superb job of getting up commentary, it's sometime a little late to arrive. I have little room to complain given that I suffer from the same malaise in that there are demands on my time between 0800 and 1700 each weekday. But I love those folks and treasure our electron-fueled association.

Weasel Zippers attracted me early on because of its stellar war porn and topical immediacy. I mean, where else can you see flying Jihadi BPs, goat-humping idiots hooting "aloha snackbar" shooting themselves in the foot, or the ka-rumpf of a Hellfie missile viewed in a chopper target cam. WZ puts up a headline, an explanatory picture and a witty one-to-two sentence remark and let's the commenters take it form there.

But the Gaterway Pundit takes the cake when it comes to commenter and the images they post. In a recent post, there was a discussion of how the delusional Hippo flanks still refuses to that responsibility for her dreary loss last November. The images verge on the sublime to the ridiculous. Here are some for your viewing pleasure.






..and here are a few from the treasure trove over at WX:









..and as they say, "..yeah..no.."

 

May 21, 2017

No reason; just want to capture this!

Great re-mixes:







May 19, 2017

Frustrating Friday; Fuck the Bedwetters!


I am getting so fucking annoyed with all these tutu wearing Summer Soldiers and Sunshine Patriots; the hand wringers; the bed wetters and Nervous Norvises who sit there and whine about how Trump has failed them and Trump has let them down 115 days onto office.

As Lady Macbeth so famously said, "Screw your courage to the sticking place" which I guess was Scottish for man up and grow a pair you assholes! Here's a few real-world recommendations for those with their panties in a bunch:

Subscribe to "Your 1600 Daily" and get in the habit of reading it.
It is a daily newsletter that is an echo of what the President's doing or has done, where he is going, and otherwise what's shaking with the executive branch. I must tell you it's not "wake up at 9:00; have breakfast; shoot a round of golf; have lunch; shoot another round of golf; have a few martinis and a smoke and then fly off to some Dem fundraiser just before taking two weeks off for vacation". That ship sailed with the Lawn Jockey POTUS. Now it's biz 24/7/365 and some very daily surprise visitors.

But, then again, you won't hear about it because you have your fucking face in the tube all day or Drudge or the NYT or some other MSM shit hole and all you hear those dickeads and dickheadettes bloviate about is how Trump got two scoops of ice cream and that he ought to be carted off to federal prison.

Oh yeah, there;s this little tidbit you missed when you were curled up with your binkie and bottle in your safe space: the economy is back. Here's Charles Payne on the subject:


Read The Art of the Deal
It basically is the best description of the temper, tenor, and demeanor of the man who is our forty fifth president. It describes his bulldog determination and persistence -- the traits that, along with his intelligence and no-nonsense business acumen -- allowed him to parlay the few millions he got from father into the multi-national empire he built up today,

Sure, there are detractors and those who whine and niggle about how he used the tax code to his advantage by taking advantage of "unfair loophoples" -- the very same breaks that  are designed to spur business and put the coal to the economy. Not to dwell on this but some of these critics have been so embarrassingly naive in their criticism as to call into doubt their supposed business credentials.  But we won't dwell on this, will we, Mud Slide Slim?

The bottom line is that we are just beginning to drain the swamp and, as I have stated, when you do that, do not expect the alligators and snakes and insects and vermin to love you. But the job is to root out this slime and corruption and not pay them any heed while doing so.

Their screaming and wailing and gnashing of teeth means you're doing your job correctly.

Oh, and will someone throw a rope around that bony bitch, Ann Coulter, and stuff a used MaxiPad in her mouth? There's one turncoat bitch who was on board  the Trump train until it hit the first bump and then she started whining.

No use for her; no use for any of you unless you are willing to see this through to the end.


So grab a pick and shovel and get to work!

Trump Thought of the Day

19 May 2017: Feel Good Friday!

Here's a couple of tidbits to brighten your day:



Sure glad to see Beckel go. He was a recovering alcoholic and a blowhard of epic proportions who wore out his re-welcome almost as soon as he was re-hired. His screeds and on-air bloviations were irritating and it is easy to imagine someone cold-cocking this drunken, coke-fueled irascible asshole in a bar sometime.

As to Wiener, I am down on my knees, praying fervently that he does time in stir. Pedos in prison are not among the most beloved in that population and it is among my most fondest of wishes he emerges from The Greybar Hotel with a profound inability to sit comfortably on traffic bollards or fire plugs with any degree of ease.


..just sayin'.

ADD Fell Good Friday..courtesy Weasel Zippers: