The Sarabande Movement from Bach’s Cello Suite #6. It’s nice to feature a female guitarist again.

Cleanliness is next to godliness. From Russ P. (more…)

Another joint award this week. The recipients are the dirty dozen “Republican” senators who voted with the Dimocrats against Trump’s national emergency. For the record, here they are: Lamar Alexander, Susan Collins (no surprise there), Mike Lee, Lisa Murkowski (no suprise), Roy Blunt, Rand Paul, Pat Toomey, Rob Portman, Jerry Moran, Marco Rubio, Roger Wicker, and Mittens Romneycare. Of course, you knew Mittens would vote against Trump since he’s a backstabber deluxe. My two senators, Perdue and Isaacson voted against the resolution. Dontcha just love the excuse these assholes gave? This sets a precedent and the next Dimocrat president will do this. Were they awake during the Obungler years? And the Republicans wonder why they lose elections. If you’re gonna act like Dimocrats, the people will vote for Dimocrats. Grow a spine you assholes.

From my friend Phil.

The king wanted to go fishing, so he called on the royal weather forecaster and inquired as to the weather forecast for the next few hours.

The weatherman assured him that there was no chance of rain in the coming days, So the king went fishing with his wife, the queen. On the way he met a farmer on his donkey.

Upon seeing the king the farmer said, “Your Majesty, you should return to the palace! In just a short time I expect a huge amount of rain to fall in this area.”

The king was polite and considerate, he replied: “I hold the palace meteorologist in high regard. He is an extensively educated and experienced professional. And besides, I pay him very high wages. He gave me a very different forecast. I trust him.”

So the king continued on his way. However, a short time later a torrential rain fell from the sky. The King and Queen were totally soaked and their entourage chuckled upon seeing them in such a shameful condition

Furious, the king returned to the palace and gave the order to fire the professional. Then he summoned the farmer and offered him the prestigious and high paying role of royal forecaster.

The farmer said, “Your Majesty, I do not know anything about forecasting. I obtain my information from my donkey. If I see my donkey’s ears drooping, it means with certainty that it will rain.”

So the king hired the donkey.

And thus began the practice of hiring dumb asses to work in the government and occupy its highest and most influential positions.

The practice is unbroken to this date and, thus, the democrat symbol was born!

Ron rants.

Ever’ day, EVER’ day . . . a new pain somewhere. Yesterday it was starboard inner thigh, like a groin pull, day before that, shoulder. Today, port foot, inside of the arch. Funny thing, tho . . . once I get up and move around for a few minnits, the mysterious phantom pains disappear, ‘cept for the thumbs . . . they hurt ALL the time, and I can’t seem to remember that movin my right arm above shoulder height is gonna hurt like hell.

What I’d LIKE to go away is politics. And the fake news it gins up. Can’t stand to watch ANY news programs any more ‘cept Bret Baier and OAN. Seems like everybody in the political spectrum disappoints, disturbs, and discourages me.

Like SanFranNan, the addlepated hypocritical relic who still considers herself relevant, managed to deflect a slap on the wrist to an overtly anti-American anti-Semite and turn it into an off-topic “Don’t mess with Islam” and “Do As We Say, Not As We Do” meaningless waste of air and paper.

Under her misdirected direction, Dems managed to simultaneously throw a meatless bone to the dog and a red herring at Ilhan Omar’s anti-Semitism with a resolution saying in essence, “We’re sorry if anyone misinterpreted stuff some of our young people may, or may NOT, have said, and condemn those who made the misinterpretation . . . and besides, we dindu nuffin – so what’s the big deal?”

All I have for Pelosi, the Queen of Nonversation, is a slight editing of Hamlet’s self-recrimination over his reluctance to avenge his father’s death:

O, that her too too sullied flesh would melt

Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!

And that the rising sun of the day hence

Would crisp her like the undead ghoul she is.

How the HELL could she go to mass and get the mark from a priest on her forehead for Ash Wednesday! That stuff should’ve burnt into her dessicated botoxed skin like holy water on a vampire.

And then Omar (D-New Somalia), out of a deep sense of taqiyya, voted for the thing, completely misinterpreting Spock’s “Live long and prosper” and altering it to “Lie long and pester.” She’s about as American as the bloodthirsty false god she promotes.

And AOC, the Very Reverend Preacher of the Church of Universal Freebies . . . she wants to save the planet – not the country, but the planet – while misappropriating campaign and PAC funds at the same time proposing to spend $90 TRILLION bucks on her “Green New Deal.”

Sheeesh, it’d be cheaper to just buy every American family a new house and a Prius than initiate the Bronx Bolshevik’s vision for the future – complete elimination of noxious and greenhouse gases from fossil fuels, unicorn-powered chariots, zero livestock flatulence, pixie-dust-driven airplanes, unending electricity from wind farms and solar panels, and re-usable bags for carrying all the free merchandise produced by magic elves in the Enchanted Forest.

And there’s Bernie, of course, the antique Brooklyn Socialist who walks into a bar and shouts out “Free Drinks for EVERYone!! Who’s buying?” Poor, pitiful Bernie – running frantically on a treadmill to nowhere, expecting the 12 years of indoc and brainwashing to kick in to make young ignorant socialists vote for him. Sometimes I think he’s just a GOP plant.

And don’t forget about Komisar Klobuchar, the equal-opportunity abuser and harasser. We also have Pedo, Kamelnose, Asparagus, Fauxcahontas, and sooner or later after the pretenders have shot their wads and run out of money, Her Rotten Heinous and prob’ly Gropey Joe.

Looks to me as if the Klowns are gonna need a bigger Kar. And I’ll betcha if we could film HRC’s arrest, conviction, sentencing, and execution and play it as a series on pay-per-view, we could wipe out the national debt with the proceeds.

In the meantime, I’m still waiting for someone to logically explain for me the upside to open borders. Every president and every candidate FOR president in the past 40 years has said that we have a national crisis going on with our southern border. But as soon as DJT wants to do something about it, suddenly the idea of stemming the flow of illegals is immoral and destructive to our economy.

The primary reason Democrats oppose Trump’s declaration of a national emergency on the border, other than being Donald J. Trump, is that it tends to interfere with their new-voter registration drive.

Too bad I’m on a statin drug for hypercholesterolaemia . . . I could use a stiff drink — sev’ral times a day these days.

I gave American Jews my AOTW Award lat week for their allegiaence to the Dimocrat party which has become more and more anti-Semitic. They couldn’t even condemn Ilhan Omar (Dimocrat, Somalia) for her anti-Semitic remarks instead passing a resolution that actually condemned Islamophobic remarks. BTW, Islamophobia is actually the rational fear of Islam.

Catholics are actually just as bad as Jews. How someone could call himself (or herself) a Catholic and a Dimocrat is beyond me. Catholics are anti-abortion. Dimocrats are pro-abortion and it’s turning out that they are also for infanticide. Andrew Cuomo, who claims he is a Catholic, just signed a bill in New York that essentially legalizes infanticide. How can he call himself a Catholic? The same goes for Speaker Blinky and Flipper.

Religion is not a buffet. You either believe in the tenets of your religion or you don’t. You don’t get to pick and chose which tenets to believe in. Turns out that Dimocrat Catholics don’t believe in the teachings of the Catholic Church but claim they are Catholics. They’re not. They’re hypocrites. Of course, since they’re Dimocrats that goes without saying.

I’m an atheist, but there are times I really wish there were a God. I’d love to see lightning strike fake Catholics like Blinky, Flipper and Cuomo.

Update: And another thing. Bears do still shit in the woods but the pope is no longer Catholic so that answers those two questions.

A lot of truth here. No helmets on bikes. Monkey bars on playgrounds. Geez! How did we ever survive?

Thanks to Art.

From Jane Austen.

Sammy Hagar in St. Louis. St. Louis loves some Sammy!

The Courante from Bach’s Cello Suite # 6.

Wow! Just wow!