Ron’s rant.

Lance woke me up at 0107 this mornin, lay there thinkin ‘bout stuff and apparently slipped off . . . woke up again at 0450. NEVER do that. The li’l accountant in my head musta decided my sleep debt was elevated and set up a big payment to get it back under control. I mean, since I turned off the TV last nite at 1945, that means I was in the rack for over 8 hours.

Oh, well . . . don’t feel no differnt, just hongry, so I ate some kinda trail marker Reggie dragged home . . . think it was originally a buttermilk biscuit from a BBQ place. Hard as a hockey puck, but it nuked up nice ‘n’ soft and went down purty easy with a load of strawberry whatever-the-hell-that-stuff-is.

Not sure what to do with myself now that it’s tryin to rain and I ain’t had my mornin walk. Regg won’t be up and around for ‘nuther 2 hours or more, so I guess there’s nothin for it but to empty my mind onto the screen ‘bout sumthinerother.

Havin a li’l trouble here tryin to compute how a MAGA hat is more insulting and offensive than a pussy hat. Kinda like tryin to comprehend why anyone who’s read ANY history would willingly and actively seek out socialism as an improvement over what made the US rich and powerful in the last century. Seems to me when EVERYbody has a goddam cellphone and a big-screen TV and a car, who gives a rat’s ass if a few people have bigger cars, bigger houses, bigger bank accounts. Better’n everybody bein dirt-poor and starvin, like in Venezuela.

Democrats have pretty much identified themselves as incipient and/or dedicated Marxists. Their political platform, in fact their demands, are basically a total rejection of Constitutional provisos, safeguards, and what used to be American and Christian values.

They’ve morphed into champions of wealth redistribution, unguarded borders, elimination of personal firearms, abolition of the Electoral College, voting privileges for criminals and illegal aliens, free health care for everybody, increased taxes, and the removal of a sitting President simply because they disagree with his Noo Yawk attitude and interrupted HRC’s apotheosis.

Democrat liberals, including the noisiest ones in Congress – all of whom are lawyers and most of whom are millionaires – decry economic unfairness and constantly look for ways to confiscate the wealth of the evil 1%ers, apparently under the notion that anybody that rich musta done sumpin wrong to get that way and it jist ain’t fair.

That’s nothing new. It’s been around for centuries, any time the landowners and merchants ate meat and drank mead while the masses ate stale bread and drank watered down beer or cheap wine that the rich turned their noses up at.

Robbing the rich to feed the poor is perhaps a noble and romantic sentiment, but without the rich there can be no growth, no investment, no wages. In fact, it’s more of a jealousy/envy thing than an equity/sharing thing.

And socialism sounds good in theory. Government owns everything, pays for everything, settles disputes for everybody, keeps the trains running on time. All beer and skittles, sunshiny days, unicorns, the Elysian Fields. A utopia devoutly to be wished.

BUT — the golden rope bridge over the Gorge of Brutal Capitalism that takes you to the Shangri-La of Blissful Socialism can be crossed only by determined warlords bold enough to hack through the tangles of Independence and Freedom to subdue the greedy Free Marketeers with their magic swords of Government Control and Free-Stuff-For-Everyone.

And another BUT — history tells us that once those powerful warlords establish their utopia, they confiscate all the mead and ambrosia for themselves and their cronies, appropriate warm and luxurious headquarters for their cohorts, and systematically eliminate anyone who questions their methods or their power in the Wonderful New Deal which eliminates personal property and outlaws private enterprise. Sorta Castroesque, or Chavezesque, or Clintonesque, innit?

The promised bliss and freedom from want never materialize into successful, free-everything-for-everybody-forever communism because people recognize the futility of producing anything more than necessary for their own needs. Individual achievement is praised by the regime, but its product is commandeered for the benefit of its elite members, so what would be the point?

Donald Trump came along and immediately began dismantling the bridge and building speed bumps on the roads leading to the Promised Land. Still basking in the socialist euphoria decreed in phone and pen by the Magic Negro, liberals were discombobulated. They realized that they had to delegitimize his regime and denigrate his image, paralyze his authority, and oust him from office.

Misogyny, collusion, ignorance, conceit, nepotism, emoluments . . . they threw everything they could think of at him to make him look bad, but his approval numbers kept going up in direct ratio with the economy and inversely proportional to unemployment figures.

Investigations, rumors, peripheral attacks, allegation, gossip, outright lies targeting not only him but his friends, his associates, his nominees, and even his family. And when THOSE didn’t pan out, they brought out the nukes: Racism.

J.H.C.!

When Trump said “Drug dealers,” liberals and SJWs heard “People of color.”

When he said “Rapists,” they heard “People of color.”

When he said “Gang bangers,” they heard “People of color.”

When he said “Illegal immigrants,” they heard “People of color.”

When he said “Radical Islamic terrorists,” they heard “People of color.”

Good Fargin Grief! Who’s hung up on racism here? It sure’s hell ain’t DJT. Black and Latino employment and wages are higher than ever, and recent polls show that more and more blacks and Mexicans support him than ever before.

Racism! Lemme just quote Thomas Howell, who is black: “No, racism is not dead in this country, but it IS on life support – kept alive only by politicians, race hustlers, and people who derive a sense of superiority by denouncing others as racists.”

Well . . . thassenuffadat. Still hungry, and somebody left a hunk of birthday cake on the countertop.

Ciao.