Ron rants.

O.K. Everybody who voted “for” Biden – living or otherwise – legally or not – only once, or frequently – by proxy – whatever . . . listen up:

Until the intermittent moron, quid-pro-Joe, mysteriously disappears from the White House and the Marxist concubine wiggles her seditious butt into the power position, just remember – you own it.

And when Sundowner Joe is in ICU at Walter Reed after a massive cerebral artery clog and Horizontal Harris begins issuing EOs in end-runs around the Senate, just remember – you own it.

Let’s not hear complaints about higher taxes, new taxes, excise taxes, value-added taxes, rising prices, unemployment increases, inflation, exorbitant health care costs – just remember, you bought it.

Don’t get your knickers in a wad because of massive fees to support climate control or skinny paychecks because of reparations – you asked for it.

Just suck it up when your stocks deflate and your 401K dries up like a west Texas mudhole in August . . . it won’t be Trump’s fault.

Become a devout stoic when your children learn nothing in school except political correctness and “F-E-E-E-E-lings” and “White males are the problem” even though the costs have risen exponentially – it’s what liberals do when they have the power.

Step into your big-boy hat and big-girl panties when you lose your job because millions of illegals suddenly become citizens and millions more Muslim “refugees” appear and take your job – that’s what you wanted, isn’t it?

And be reasonable when minimum wage rises to the point that employers can no longer afford to employ you or your children or your grandchildren, much less offer them benefits . . . it’s only fair, right?

And when “peaceful” protesters such as Antifa and BLM destroy city property and crime rates soar and your community is no longer safe to live in . . . hey – that’s the “new normal” you said we have to adjust for.

And when jobs dry up because the capital left the country and it’s cheaper to import things from Asia, just remember who told us that “China is not our enemy”: that was quid pro Joe, who made grunches of money off deals with China.

And you should be happy when interest rates on loans get so high that you can’t even consider asking for one, and you can’t afford to replace that old Chevy, and you’re suddenly upside down on your mortgage – that’s your boy, the silver-tongued sniffer.

No complaints, Dems . . . the hateful Orangeman is gone and Happy Days Are Here Again now that we have a proper career politician running things. It’s what you asked for . . . so just keep your trap shut and own it. Nobody wants to hear you bitching about getting what you said was best “for the American people.”

You asked for it, and now you own it. Congratulations, Meathead.

Yep Ron, we’re fixin’ to get what they voted for…good and hard.

Bad taste joke from Tiger.

Let us go to New York and listen in.

“Godammit Bill How did this happen?

Crash!

“Jesus Christ Hillary will you quit throwing lamps?”

“I’m pissed off Bill. How come they were able to steal the election for that senile old pervert and not for me?

Crash!

“There goes another one. Can’t you think of anything else to throw?”

“I could have been the first woman president if only they had cheated in Pennsylvania like they’re doing now. Instead it will be Kamala Harris after that senile old pervert is forced to resign because of his dementia, unless they’re able to somehow prop him up for the next four years.”

Geez, Bill, I put up with all of your philandering bullshit and I was robbed of the presidency because the assholes didn’t steal an election for me.”

Crash!

“What has Kamala Harris ever done? She sucked Willie Brown’s dick. Maybe I should have done that.”

“Sorry Hill. You don’t give good head.”

“Shut up Bill and get me another drink.”

Crash!

As an old IBM’er this hits home with me.

From Jane Austen.

Ken Hensley, one of the founding members of Uriah Heep, just died at the age of 75. I loved the music of the 70’s.

His 54th Sonata.

Now on harpsichord.

From Ray. (more…)

Everyone involved in stealing this election.

Watching the Dimocrats commit voter fraud in plain sight has me really bummed out. This country no longer has free and fair elections. We are now no better than Russia. The Republican Party may never win another presidential election. Just not in the mood to write anything. I’ll leave you with this.

Ron wrote this last week.

If the WuHuFlu has accomplished anything noteworthy in a positive direction, it’s that it is slowing the spread of communism by keeping liberal college campuses closed.

The US mainstream media are exploiting the Chinese Lung Rot death rate (which affects only people who are already sick or are in their late 70s and beyond) in a well-funded community-based experiment designed to radically modify human behavior.

In fact, when Trump first came out with the idea that the liberal press is America’s greatest enemy, I wrote it off as campaigning hot air. But lately I’ve begun to realize that he was spot on with that assessment.

I mean, like right now . . . today . . . none of the major networks, ABCNNBCBS et al., have done anything about Bobulinski or Hunter’s laptop or Hidin Biden’s payoffs from Ukraine, China, and who knows where else.

Hey . . . if Don Jr. had done anything even remotely LIKE the stuff Joe’s kid did in China and Ukraine, the mainstream media wouldn’t be talking about anything else. People such as Amanpour, Andrea Mitchell, Joe Scarborough and his meat puppet Mika, Pieface Brian Stelter, Don Lemon, and a regiment of others should be placed in the witless rejection program.

We don’t have “systemic racism” in this country. The only things that are systemic today are ignorance, biased reporting, and government corruption. Woke pro athletes? Symbolic of athletes’ commitment to eradicating systemic oppression of blacks by whites, Lebron James drove up to the NAACP conference on the issue in his Ferrari.

I mean, hell . . . Pelosi has mad cow disease, Biden is in 4th stage Alzheimer’s, Schiff prematurely donated his brain to Marty Feldman, and Schumer has a severe case of gray-cell-eating sewer slime.

Pelosi, Hirono, Behar, Goldberg, Handler . . . the entire bunch of ‘em need to go sit at the entrance to the cave of Xibalba and wait there for instructions from Ah Puch.

More people get their “news” and “facts” from the acrimonious vitriol spewed by comedians who have somehow re-invented themselves as news commentators or from social media where dropouts living in their mothers’ basements proclaim themselves instant experts on controversial issues by writing bogus articles for Wikipedia, which they stole from other guys on Phazebok and Twatter.

Here we are, about to dive headlong into the ever-popular Grand American Leap-Year Popularity Contest and Bullshit Festival and the Cough-19 planned Demic has made vote-by-mail the way to go.

Yeah, no problems there, right? The reason I’m suspicious about it is that even Democrats are complaining because way too many ballots are being sent to the wrong cemeteries. And how the hell can you have an “election day” when it’s gonna drag out for weeks before we know the bottom line count?

I’m convinced that the polls which the alphabet networks push every day like carnival barkers leading rubes into the weirdo shows behind the Big Top are very much like the word “queue,” which is basically the letter “Q” followed by a bunch of silent ones. Most people who will vote for DJT won’t say so publicly because they don’t want their cars keyed or their houses firebombed.

Oh, and DJT’s enemies in the lamestream media finally came up with a really neat way to call him a racist. His remarkably fast recovery from Covid-19, despite his age and obesity, is a direct result of the supremacy of his white blood cells, which he refuses to disavow.

But . . . the impact on sports has had at least one promising result – the NBA has finally achieved equality . . . it now has the same ratings as the WNBA. Years ago I knew the names and stats of leaders in the RBI, Home Run, touchdowns thrown, touchdowns caught, field goal percentage, free throw percentage, won-loss records . . . and today I can’t name a single person in pro baseball or football, and I’m quickly losing interest in golf.

And whether CNN or ABC or MSNBC or NPR wants to admit it or not, Joe Biden is the living embodiment of Harry Truman’s observation that you can’t get rich as a politician unless you’re also a successful crook.

As we all know by now, Mr. Malaprop, the intermittent media moron, majored in Plagiarism at Bogus U. with a minor in Hypocrisy. He has about as much ability to run this nation as I have building a T-Rex from the GEICO gecko’s DNA.

Roy Orbison said it best when he sang, “It’s O-o-o-o-v-er” unless Orangemanbad pulls off a landslide win next Tuesday.