Saturday Scarlatti

Sorry about no posting of music last Saturday. Normally, when in Tennessee at my friend Eric’s birthday bash I go back to the hotel for an hour or so and put up some classical guitar and some metal. Obviously, I didn’t do that this year. It’s nice to know that some of you missed it. I get so few comments on weekend music especially since Claudia has passed on I’m not sure how many of you like these posts.

Here’s Scarlatti’s Sonata 191.

AOTW 10-29-2021

An upside of the Kung Flu fiasco is parents finding out what sort of bovine excrement is going on in the gummint schools. For example.

Wilton Manors Elementary School in Broward County decided that it would be a good idea to take time away from teaching students reading, writing, and arithmetic, and instead take them to a gay bar in the city. Moreover, the school board member who took the children says she’s “honored” to have done so.

According to the Daily Caller, board member Sarah Leonardi took young children to Rosie’s Bar and Grill, a gay establishment that serves burgers and mojitos. Leonardi thanked the bar for hosting the children and noted that this is a “special field trip” the establishment hosts every year.

“I was SO honored to be invited to chaperone Wilton Manors Elementary’s field trip to the incredible Rosie’s! The students and I had a fun walk over and learned a lot about our community! A huge thank you to Rosie’s Bar and Grill for hosting this special field trip every year!” tweeted Leonardi.

She should be horsewhipped. Then, in the immortal words of Pumpman, “be dragged off and shot”.

But she doesn’t win.

Last weekend was my friend Eric’s annual birthday party in Tennessee, so I did a lot of posts in advance, since I drive up on Friday. One of those was AOTW. Had I been paying attention I would have made Alec Baldwin my Asshole of the Week, an oversight I’m remedying now.

How ironic that an anti-gun nut should kill a person on a movie set. Always assume a gun is loaded Alec. Because you didn’t, you murdered one person and wounded another. Because you are a rich dude, nothing will happen to you. You won’t even have a guilty conscience. But, you will have an AOTW Award.


Just remember.

Update: From Z.

Ronsday – Biden And His Merry Band Of Assholes

Ron rants.

Joey B is like that box of chocolates we hear so much about . . . except that the stuff is made from Ex-Lax with a center filling of ipecac. His economic leadership has produced a toxic dumpster fire; his national security policy is a bigger joke than Robin Williams’s entire career; his management of the pandemic has been a dodecahedron ball bearing; and people are resigning or retiring rather than comply with his vax “mandate.”

The guy ran on a record of 50 years’ service in government during which he overtly stole ideas from other people in much the same way Marty Feldman stole the brain for Gene Wilder in Young Frankenstein. His decisions on the pipeline, climate control, border security, and vaccine mandates amount to national suicide.

The hardcore left was so fearful of the success of Trump’s policies that they were willing, even eager, to suffocate an economy, scrap a culture, ramp up inflation, magnify fear, enflame racism, and sacrifice national security to minimize or reverse the positive progress PotUS 45 had achieved in less than 3 years.

The past 9 months have been like a re-run of Lifestyles of the Dense and Ignorant, a remake of Dumb & Dumber, a one-reel Three Stooges episode played over and over like Groundhog Day.

Amazin, innit, that when China comes up with a supersonic ballistic missile, a sorta trans-world “can’t-touch-this weapon, the US responds with a supercilious confused admiral, a kinda transgender “please-touch-my-junk” wimpoman.

All I can figger is that the Xiden gang has realized it can’t match the successes and prosperity of their predecessor, so they’ve given up and are now just goin for the laughs.

This time next year the people going in for their 4th booster shots will blame the covid numbers on those who haven’t got their 3rd shots yet. And I won’t be surprised if a growing number of scientists advise us to STOP using the vaccines and go with therapeutical approach rather than what’s become a dangerous prophylactic strategy.

Any little media whore asshole who sez we can reduce the spread of covid by wearing two masks is essentially saying that we can keep other people from freezing to death if we wear two coats when the weather turns cold.

Fear. Ignorance. Political correctness. Wokeness. Grease! Us! Twice!!! Superman is now a switch hitter? How to destroy a republic in one generation. Reagan said it – we’re always just one generation away from chaos, and Jo & Ho are its cheerleaders.

Like . . . . everybody should be just SO happy that ESPN and major sports franchises are cleansing themselves of the coarse, brutish, insensitive broadcasters and coaches so that locker rooms and talk shows can get back to the important things such as critical race theory, pixie dust, baby showers, unicorns, rainbows, gender fluidity, Islam, and lava cakes.

I mean . . . John Gruden just HAD to go, right? Hell, the guy uses pronouns like “He” and “Him” and “She” as if there were only two unmistakable genders. And no, I don’t want to talk about Hunter Biden’s e-mails.

The question somebody needs to ask our “leaders” is how immigrants are so important in strengthening OUR country but can’t do it in their own . . . and how is it logical that government can’t find illegals to deport them but have no problem finding them to give them money and benefits?

Our leftist media, however, almost never report on the border crisis, *46’s plummeting approval numbers, inflation, rising crime rates, Hunter’s depravity . . . and it often seems that many colleges and universities have forsaken teaching history, math, science, classis literature and philosophy in favor of producing intellectual zombies in their Alinsky echo chambers.

And this $6 TRILLION “infrastructure” and “reconciliation” crappola. Are there any Dems who can do simple arithmetic?

a billion seconds ago, Joe Biden was in high school
a billion minutes ago, Jesus was helping Joseph build stuff
a billion hours ago, humans were beginning to learn how to use rocks as tools
a billion days ago, everything that walked on earth did so on 4 legs
a billion DOLLARS ago at the current rate of government spending, it was yesterday

Y’know . . . we’ve heard bushels of stuff about how the Russians or the Chinese or FaceBook or who-the-hell-ever meddled in our last coupla of general elections. Well, lemme tell y’all this – nothing the Russians, or the Chinese, or Facebook did had any influence on how I voted in 2016 or 2020.

But . . . today’s crop of Democrats have made it as certain as death and taxes that I’ll never vote for a Democrat running for anything more important than janitor. And Hussein Obama, Maxine Waters, Al Green, and BLM pretty much set my mind against ever voting for a black person for PotUS. Is that racist? I don’t really give a fig if it is.

Joke Of The Week

From Gary.


I was reading an article last night about fathers and sons, and memories came flooding back to the time I took my son out for his first drink.

Off we went to our local bar, which is only two blocks from the house.

I got him Guinness Stout. He didn’t like it so I drank it.

Then I got him an Old Style. He didn’t like it either, so I drank it.

It was the same with the Coors and the Bud.

By the time we got down to the Irish whiskey . . ..

I could hardly push the stroller back home.

Bonhomme Richard

Herb sent me this article about the USS Bonhomme Richard fiasco.

A Navy report has concluded there were sweeping failures by commanders, crew members and others that fueled the July 2020 arson fire that destroyed the USS Bonhomme Richard, calling the massive five-day blaze in San Diego preventable and unacceptable.

While one sailor has been charged with setting the fire, the more than 400-page report, obtained by The Associated Press, lists three dozen officers and sailors whose failings either directly led to the ship’s loss or contributed to it. The findings detailed widespread lapses in training, coordination, communication, fire preparedness, equipment maintenance and overall command and control.

“Although the fire was started by an act of arson, the ship was lost due to an inability to extinguish the fire,” the report said, concluding that “repeated failures” by an “inadequately prepared crew” delivered “an ineffective fire response.”

This is freaking unbelievable! The worst thing that can happen at sea is a fire. That is why when I was in the Navy we drilled for it. We had damage control parties and we had fire drill and damage control exercises. Heck, in boot camp we had to walk through a smoke filled room without a gas mask. A lot of vomiting after that exercise.

It slammed commanders of the amphibious assault ship for poor oversight and said the main firefighting foam system wasn’t used because it hadn’t been maintained properly and the crew didn’t know how to use it. The report is expected to be released Wednesday.

The crew didn’t know how to use it! Amazing. But I’ll bet the crew was up to date on Diversity (All Hail Diversity!) and sexual harassment.

Add this to the fiasco that was the John McCain collision where we had the female Officer of the Deck and the woman running Combat Information Center weren’t talking to each other. I posted about how your average Radarman would have known the ship was on a collision course but I wonder if they even used the grease pencil on the repeater anymore? Maybe it’s all computerized. Do Radarmen even know how to use a maneuvering board anymore?

Our Army sucks. Our Navy sucks. Don’t know about the Air Force. I expect planes to start falling from the skies any day now. Maybe the Maines can save us but since they’re under the assholes who run the Navy I don’t hold out much hope.

We’re doomed!

St. Crispin’s Day

Or, Happy Birthday to me.

I post this every year on my birthday. I started this back in 2004 when Flipper was running for prez which is why there are references to him in this post. Today I am 75 years old. Holy crap! I’m a frickin’ geezer! But I’m not as old as Jimbo. His boitday was nine days ago. I knew that Jon Anderson of Yes was born on this date (He’s two years older than I am) but I also found out that Glenn Tipton of Judas Priest was born on this date as well. So, I share a birthday with two rock stars that I admire. October 25 is my birthday. It is also St. Crispin’s Day which is a very important date in English history.

You’ve heard John Fonda Kerry drone on about his “band of brothers”. Do you know where that phrase came from? No, it wasn’t an HBO special. It came from Shakespeare’s Henry V. It was the speech that King Henry gave before the battle of Agincourt, on St. Crispin’s Day, October 25, 1415, where an outnumbered English army (It was 30,000 French against 6,000 Englishmen) kicked the crap out of the French. They were French after all. Some things never change. Anyway in the spirit of my Hamlet and Marc Antony updates here is the St. Crispin’s Day speech.

WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here But one ten thousand of those men in England That do no work to-day!

Holy shit! We are outnumbered! If we only had some of those bloody bastards who are sitting on their asses back in England!

KING. What’s he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland?

Why do you want that cuz?

No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark’d to die, we are enow
To do our country loss;

Nope, cousin dude. If we’re destined to get our butts kicked there are enough of us.

and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.

But if we’re gonna win, think of what an upset it would be. They would talk about us for years. It would be like the Jets beating Baltimore in Super Bowl III.

God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.

I don’t want any more men. We’re fighting the French after all.

By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,

Holy crap! I’m not doing this for money.

Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;

And I don’t care if the dudes with me are doing it for money.

It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.

I don’t even care if my men wear my uniforms.

But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.

But if it’s a sin to want honor and glory than I am the biggest sinner on the planet.

No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.

Nope! I don’t want any more men.

God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!

Nope. If I had just one more man he would take honor away from me. I am the quarterback. Just like Namath I want to shine.

Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,

Tell the rest of the army,

That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart;

that if there is anyone who is a pussy, get the fuck out of here.

his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;

Give him three purple hearts. It will be his ticket home.

We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.

We would not die in the company of a phony bastard such as he that would use scratches to get purple hearts and cut short his tour of duty by 8 months. Get the fuck out of my sight! You are not worthy to die with us.

This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,

When St. Crispin’s Day comes around every one who returns home will look at this day proudly.

And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian.’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.’

The night before St. Crispin’s day he’ll roll up his sleeves and show the scars and tell him he got them on St. Crispin’s Day at Agincourt.

Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day.

He may forget other stuff in old age, but not the Battle of Agincourt!

Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-

All of our names will be remembered.

Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.

While knocking down some brewskis,

This story shall the good man teach his son;

The old veteran will teach his son.

And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,

And on this day from now until the end of the world,

But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;

our small but happy force, this band of brothers

For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,

Anyone who fights with me will be my brother. He won’t return to England and stab us all in the back by falsely accusing us of war crimes. (OK. I added that last part to make this more relevant to today.)

This day shall gentle his condition;

This day will make him a better person.

Make him a member of the gentry, even if he is a commoner.

If he’s lower class this will make him upper class. (And he won’t even have to marry for it.)

And gentlemen in England now-a-bed

And all those pussies back home in bed,

Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

will know that they were wusses because they didn’t have the balls to be with us.
Now lets go kill us some Frogs!
Before the Battle of Agincourt,
25 October 1415
And Kenneth Branagh.

The above clip always gives me goosebumps.

Another little point of history: Henry V was the first English king after the Norman invasion to speak English.