No more House Speaker Pelosi.

No more Boeing jets.

No more exclusivities. No more exclusions from bills and acts.

No more Imperialism.

Sent back. With a mandate. And the mandate is this:

You did nothing but tax. But mostly you did nothing but spend.

BZ

Rand Paul has taken the Senate seat in Kentucky — Mr Paul being a TEA Party supporter and representative of the first TEA Party win tonight.

Dan Coats is the new Senator from Indiana. Republican.

Rob Portman has just won a Senate seat in Ohio. Republican.

In the meantime, because he doesn’t want to be hanging around the United States when the chance exists of his ass being metaphorically handed back to him, Mr Obama is vacationing in India. His Mumbai visit is costing — be prepared, please sit down — $200 MILLION dollars a DAY.

Those are YOUR taxpayer dollars.

Yes. While you are unemployed, while your wife or husband has been either fired or laid off, your loving president is spending $200 million dollars per day in order to make a discretionary — not a mandatory — visit to India. But mostly because he doesn’t want to Face The Music on Wednesday, November 3rd.

Hillary Clinton is likewise far away in order to avoid blowback or association with Mr Obama.

As I write this post, it is 4:30 pm Pacific Standard Time. 7:30 Eastern Standard Time.

It is not too late to vote. Disregard the exit polls and predictions.

Just get out and vote. Don’t let anyone or anything influence you. You have a half hour. Do it.

The night is young.

BZ

Let’s see; if a police officer were to go to vote, on duty, in full uniform, with his or her issued sidearm in possession, holstered, secured, would you suspect that officer should get turned away unless their sidearm was surrendered? And, if the officer refused to surrender said firearm, would that officer be disallowed to vote?

That is precisely what occurred in Bangor, Maine. Read the article here.

Now, ask yourself another question: what do you think the general political leaning might be, of the “election official” who refused to allow the officer to vote? Do you think perhaps a Conservative would be responsible?

Please note:

The incident bothered the officer enough to draft a letter to Maine Secretary of State Matthew Dunlap, which the officer also provided to the Bangor Daily News. In it, (Officer) Dearing writes that Mallar claimed he would be violating state law by allowing the officer to vote with his weapon holstered.

“Mallar claims that this was a state of Maine law, however, I cannot find such a prohibition listed in Title 21-A,” (Officer) Dearing’s letter read. “Furthermore, many members of the police department and I have been casting ballots at the polls for many years in full uniform and have never been required to remove our firearms.”

Reached by phone on Sunday, Dunlap said he had not yet seen (Officer) Dearing’s letter but said there is no state law that says officers are prohibited from carrying firearms anywhere. The secretary of state could not remember a similar complaint in recent years.

Repeat: there is no such law indicating the officer could not vote in uniform with his duty sidearm holstered.

“I would never relinquish my weapon,” the officer said. God bless him.

Again, I ask: what do you think the personal political philosophy might be of the “election official” who refused to allow the officer to vote?

I think even infants can do the math on this one.

BZ

P.S.
The “election official” who refused to let the officer vote has been dismissed.

Maine law enforcement officers are not required by law to surrender their sidearms at the polls.

Let me be blunt: that was a “made up law” by some Leftist because he didn’t care for cops as authority figures.

Simple as that.

VOTE, America!

The referenced article is worthy of serious consideration because, after all, such a minimal and fractious contingent hold sway over the 310+ millions of lawfully-present Americans.

And YOU will have input into the future of most of those 545 persons, with some obvious exceptions, in roughly 24 hours.

From the Information Clearing House:

The 545 People Responsible For All Of U.S. Woes

BY Charley Reese

(Date of publication unknown)– — – Politicians are the only people in the world who create problems and then campaign against them.

Have you ever wondered why, if both the Democrats and the Republicans are against deficits, we have deficits? Have you ever wondered why, if all the politicians are against inflation and high taxes, we have inflation and high taxes?

You and I don’t propose a federal budget. The president does. You and I don’t have the Constitutional authority to vote on appropriations. The House of Representatives does. You and I don’t write the tax code. Congress does. You and I don’t set fiscal policy. Congress does. You and I don’t control monetary policy. The Federal Reserve Bank does.

One hundred senators, 435 congressmen, one president and nine Supreme Court justices – 545 human beings out of the 235 million – are directly, legally, morally and individually responsible for the domestic problems that plague this country.

I excluded the members of the Federal Reserve Board because that problem was created by the Congress. In 1913, Congress delegated its Constitutional duty to provide a sound currency to a federally chartered but private central bank.

I excluded all but the special interests and lobbyists for a sound reason. They have no legal authority. They have no ability to coerce a senator, a congressman or a president to do one cotton-picking thing. I don’t care if they offer a politician $1 million dollars in cash. The politician has the power to accept or reject it.

No matter what the lobbyist promises, it is the legislation’s responsibility to determine how he votes.

A CONFIDENCE CONSPIRACY

Don’t you see how the con game that is played on the people by the politicians? Those 545 human beings spend much of their energy convincing you that what they did is not their fault. They cooperate in this common con regardless of party.

What separates a politician from a normal human being is an excessive amount of gall. No normal human being would have the gall of Tip O’Neill, who stood up and criticized Ronald Reagan for creating deficits.

The president can only propose a budget. He cannot force the Congress to accept it. The Constitution, which is the supreme law of the land, gives sole responsibility to the House of Representatives for originating appropriations and taxes.

O’neill is the speaker of the House. He is the leader of the majority party. He and his fellow Democrats, not the president, can approve any budget they want. If the president vetos it, they can pass it over his veto.

REPLACE SCOUNDRELS

It seems inconceivable to me that a nation of 235 million cannot replace 545 people who stand convicted — by present facts – of incompetence and irresponsibility.

I can’t think of a single domestic problem, from an unfair tax code to defense overruns, that is not traceable directly to those 545 people.

When you fully grasp the plain truth that 545 people exercise power of the federal government, then it must follow that what exists is what they want to exist.

If the tax code is unfair, it’s because they want it unfair. If the budget is in the red, it’s because they want it in the red. If the Marines are in Lebanon, it’s because they want them in Lebanon.

There are no insoluble government problems. Do not let these 545 people shift the blame to bureaucrats, whom they hire and whose jobs they can abolish; to lobbyists, whose gifts and advice they can reject; to regulators, to whom they give the power to regulate and from whom they can take it.

Above all, do not let them con you into the belief that there exist disembodied mystical forces like “the economy,” “inflation” or “politics” that prevent them from doing what they take an oath to do.

Those 545 people and they alone are responsible. They and they alone have the power. They and they alone should be held accountable by the people who are their bosses – provided they have the gumption to manage their own employees.

This should be the beginning of a True American Revolution.

Because actual Revolutions have been instigated for, when you consider, much less.

Some pundits and bloggers have lobbied heavily for their opinions that Conservatives will pull out a remarkably unbalanced win.

The Demorats themselves are predicting an unanticipated landslide on their end.

I submit this: those who express a landslide on either end should prepare to be disappointed.

I know how I voted; I know how my wife, a former Demorat until she met me, voted. Those are the only two predictions I can reliably make. Our absentees are in and, now, counted.

In Fornicalia, it is predicted that Jerry Brown will take Governor. It is predicted that Kamala Harris, former DA for San Francisco city and county, will take Attorney General.

Interestingly enough, at issue — as far as I am concerned — is the point that Kamala Harris, a rather attractive black female as SF DA, decided in 2004 that she would NOT seek the death penalty against a black male, David Hill, who gunned down 29-year-old decorated SFPD officer Isaac Espinoza. Her “true colors” came out. She is a Leftist of the Nth degree, in concert with Jerry Brown.

It is predicted that Proposition 19, the legalization of marijuana, will pass.

Yes, again, that is how stupid are Fornicalia voters.

The “unintended consequences” and results.

Brain-dead voters think: dude, I get my free leaf.

If you think you’re going to smoke marijuana for free, you’d best reset your Brain Housing Group.

Every possible local, city, county, state and federal agency, entity, group, system, program and association is going to want “its cut” of the marijuana cash crop.

If you think you’re going to grow marijuana at home, you’d best think again. Hydroponics and growing kits will be licensed and taxed. You’ll have to acquire a license to grow at home. You’ll have to meet state and federal regulations. Growing more than “personal consumption” — that to be determined by the government — will result in a fine or arrest. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg.

When you buy, how you buy, from whom you buy, what you buy, where you buy, will be regulated to the Nth degree. And taxed. And regulated. And monitored. And will require an entirely new and onerous and inefficient and unresponsive mass of bureaucratic goo from the state.

Those of you who don’t quite care for smoke in any form — you’d best prepare for the smoke in all its forms from marijuana. Not to mention the detrimental health results from another strata of state-approved and endorsed smoke. And let us not forget the first Index Case against the state — to cost you millions of taxpayer dollars — sourcing from provable deleterious health impacts. Tort cases, here they come. And I could make an excellent case myself.

Unintended consequences, people. La Mordida. And just whom do you think might get into mass production of marijuana? Mafia? Russian Mafiya? MS13? HAs? Yakuza?

And that’s only if the federal government decides not to reverse Prop 19.

What “unintended consequences” do you see issuing forth from this coming Tuesday?

BZ

I’m currently on vacation on the Fornicalia coast, enjoying my — ahem — birthday week. I’ve been posting when possible.

When we first entered Mendocino County it was quite rainy; we encountered a downed tree across the roadway and a downed wire from a power pole some miles later. A rather challenging drive, it was. Things cleared up for a day and now it is absolutely pouring and very windy.

Oddly enough, it is the kind of day I thoroughly adore. We can hear the waves pounding and barely see the entrance to the harbor through our veranda door.

Most people enjoy bright sunny days on their vacations; at the coast, my wife and I both appreciate the cascading of the waves upon rocks and jetties, the sound of the foghorn, the slanting downpour, the encroachment of ocean fog from the furthest point of visible land right to our very doorstep.

Whilst here we’ve visited two of our favorite bookstores, had a couples’ massage and enjoyed the company of my brother and his girlfriend for two nights. The Jacuzzi tub in the room overlooks the mouth of Noyo Harbor and we watch fishing vessels leave and return.

For just a brief bit of time, we put politics aside and engage ourselves in the few moments my wife and I have to share together. These are the last meager days we will partake of each other; the contingent at my work has been decimated to the point where no one is getting the holidays off, save those with annual vacations scheduled almost a year prior.

My 35 years on board counts for little, when facility seniority rules. I have been assigned to my current position only slightly more than a year. There are other supervisors who have been here over ten years, but with much less overall time. They win, I lose. I am the interloper, they are the constants.

Who wants to have the holidays off, anyway?

BZ

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