A fishy pun from Jane Austen.

So the biker dudes are partying in Sturgis. Here’s Jackyl from when they performed in Sturgis a few years back.

The first time I visited Mount Rushmore it happened to be Sturgis week. It was on my Wild Wild West Tour when I took my 2001 Z3 out to California to drive up the Pacific Coast Highway. I had a hell of a time finding a motel room near Mount Rushmore. The area was crawling with bikers.

Couldn’t find his 28th or 29th on guitar, so I’m skipping to his 30th.

And, on harpsichord.

From Randy. (more…)

This week’s winner is Ariel Atkins.

A Black Lives Matter Chicago organizer said Monday that the mobs who vandalized and looted downtown businesses the night before did nothing wrong, calling it “reparations” for Black suffering.

“That is reparations,” Ariel Atkins, an organizer, told NBC Chicago. “Anything they wanted to take, they can take it because these businesses have insurance.”

So it’s OK to rip off insurance companies. The ignorance and stupidity is strong with this one.

Sorry Ariel, we have already paid reparations in the $21 trillion we have spent on supporting all of you African parasites. And that doesn’t even count all the rebuilding we have to do after you assholes riot and destroy your neighborhoods that we have to rebuild.

Fuck you and your reparations. Here’s your award.

BTW, Jarlsburg had a great take on this one.

Have you heard the latest? The incompetent mayor of New York City is now saying that he will have to lay off 22,000 gummint workers employees if the feds won’t bail him out. Too bad, so sad. Breaks my heart. The upside is that most of those 22,000 prolly voted for Werner Wilhelm so they will be getting what they voted for…good and hard.

I see no reason for our tax dollars going to subsidize incompetence. The voters in New York elected this buffoon so they are getting exactly what they deserve. Stupidity should have consequences.

Restaurants in New York are closing, many for good. I would like to feel sorry for the restaurant workers, but most of them prolly voted for this idiot as well.

Billionaires are leaving the city and why not? Mayor Wilhelm is allowing crime to run rampant. They’re leaving and taking their overtaxed fortunes with them

Cuomo is begging the billionaires to come back. I remember one billionaire who Cuomo forced to leave. Donald Trump. Does he want him back?

I remember back in the 70’s when New York City wanted a bailout and Gerald Ford told it to “drop dead”.

I hope Trump says the same. He saved Manahattan once and they hate him.

Tell New York City to drop dead Mr. President.

The same goes for Chicongo, Minneapolis, and all of the other Dimocrat run cities that are going down the tubes. Let the voters in those cities enjoy the policies that they voted for.

Let them burn.

Here’s Ron.

Over the past 20 years or so, the D.C. Dems have come up with a new political game – Pelosibol. It’s a simple knock-off of Calvinball, which was invented by Calvin and Hobbes.

Like Calvinball, Pelosibol has no fixed rules; players make up their own rules to fit various situations as they go along.

The only unchanging rule is that rules must not be used twice, except for the rule that rules can’t be used twice. That means, of course, that statements made in one press release or promises made in one campaign event are not automatically valid in future statements or events (unless the DNC wants to them to be).

Strategies for the game involve chicanery, flim-flammery, buffoonery, assholery, hypocrisy, absurdity, idiocy, irrationality, lies, skewed statistics, deception, vote purchasing, contradiction, evasion, ballot harvesting, media whoring, and

flapdoodling.

The goal of Pelosibol is to remove Donald Trump from office and transform the US into a banana republic. Other related goals involve

rewriting American history,

revising the Constitution,

frivolous waste of trillions of dollars in revenue,

disestablishment of all borders,

sanctuaries for criminals, creeps, and illegal aliens,

replacement of white leaders and officials with people of color,

taxes on breathing/laughing/singing/sleeping/eating and bathroom activities,

total ban on sharp, pointy objects and things that go “Bang!”

total political correctness without “trigger” words,

and free everything for everyone forever, especially abortions.

Staying in shape to play the game involves unicorn riding, border-wall destruction, circle jerking, insult hurling, protesting, demonstrating, looting, and building castles in the air.

Liberals have managed to convince themselves that they can mandate a Xanadu, legislate a Nirvana and socialize the country into a Shangri-La by using the instruction manuals by Karl Marx, Bill Ayers, and Saul Alinsky. All they need is a “progressive” PotUS and control of both houses of Congress.

To that end, they have chosen as their candidate a groping, sniffing, shuffling, pandering plagiarizer in a state of advanced cognitive decline whom they have kept in a cellar for the past 4 months. Of the several dozen candidates who initially sought the nomination, he’s the cream of the crop, which pretty much summarizes Democrat leadership.

Occasionally he escapes the basement to share his confusion with left-wing “reporters” by answering their questions through off-the-wall non-sequiturs, incomplete sentences unrelated to the softball questions they ask him, sudden fits of temper, irrelevant vignettes, and suspicious laughter.

Joe Biden’s brain long ago transformed into an over-ripe cauliflower, and for the past half-dozen or so years he has been on the downward slide into late-stage dementia, the poster boy for Alzheimer’s research.

About two months ago, a reporter asked him if he’d ever been tested for any “degree of cognitive decline. His answer was, “I’ve been tested. I’m constantly tested.” That suggests that someone in his retinue is concerned about his mental competency.

Then last week another reporter brought up the issue of cognitive testing, and Joe went ballistic, playing Pelosibol in classic form by saying, “No, I haven’t been tested. Why the hell would I take a test?”

Since the Soetoro infestation ended, Joe Biden has become an embarrassment to the Democrat party. Their only hope at this late stage of the game is that he gets the Chinese gleep to prevent his complete dismantling by Trump on the debate stage.

Once he’s elected, Pelosibol would allow them to shuffle the doddering old dork off to a rehab center (where he probably belongs anyway) so that the Alinsky-trained, power-hungry Amfrican Marxist Veep can ascend the throne and declare the Erewhon agenda fait accompli and begin dismantling the SCotUS.

Based on his behavior during the past 100 days or so, Joe needs one of those specialized GPS aps, one that not only clearly identifies where you are but reminds you of why you’re there in the first place.

He’s been a plagiarist, a misrepresenter, an exaggerator, a doubletalker, an about-facer, an influence peddler, a parasite, and a fraud since he first sneaked into the US Senate almost 50 years ago.

Ironically, Biden would be 78 years old when inaugurated, but when he first ran for senator in ’72, he said that the man he was trying to beat, Senator Boggs (R-Del), was old enough to be his father and had “lost that twinkle in his eye.” Boggs was 62 at the time.

Horizonal Harris answers a tough question. She had plenty of practice with Willie Brown.

I can’t stop laughing! Thanks to AlphaDelta.

Also from AlphaDelta.

As Don Surber has written, Treat Kamala like they treated Palin

From Roman.

Every morning, the CEO of a large bank in Manhattan walks to the corner where a shoe shine is always located.

He sits on the couch, examines the Wall Street Journal, and the shoe shine gives his shoes a shiny, excellent look.

One morning the shoe shine asks the Executive Director:

“What do you think about the situation in the stock market?”

The Director asks in turn arrogantly:

“Why are you so interested in that that topic?”

“I have a million dollars in your bank,” the shoe shine says, “and I’m considering investing some of the money in the capital market.”

“What’s your name?” asks the Director.

“John H.Smith.”

The Director arrives at the bank and asks the Manager of the Customer Department:

“Do we have a client named John H Smith?”

“Certainly”, answers the Customer Service Manager, “he is a highly esteemed customer. He has a million dollars in his account.”

The Director comes out, approaches the shoe shine and says:

“Mr. Smith, I ask you this coming Monday to be the guest of honor at our board meeting and tell us the story of your life. I am sure we will have something to learn from you.”

At the board meeting, the Executive Director introduces him to the board members:

“We all know Mr. Smith, who makes our shoes shine in the corner; But Mr. Smith is also our esteemed customer with a million dollars in his account. I invited him to tell us the story of his life. I am sure we can learn from him.”

Mr. Smith began his story:

“I came to this country fifty years ago as a young immigrant from Europe with an unpronounceable name. I got off the ship without a penny. The first thing I did was change my name to Smith. I was hungry and exhausted. I started wandering around looking for a job, but to no avail. Suddenly I found a coin on the sidewalk. I bought an apple. I had two options: eat the apple and quench my hunger or start a business. I sold the apple for two dollars and bought two apples with the money. I also sold them and continued in business. When I started accumulating dollars, I was able to buy a set of used brushes and shoe polish and started polishing shoes. I didn’t spend a penny on entertainment or clothing, I just bought bread and some cheese to survive. I saved penny by penny and after a while I bought a new set of shoe brushes and ointments in different shades and expanded my clientele. I lived like a monk and saved penny by penny. After a while I was able to buy an armchair so that my clients could sit comfortably while cleaning their shoes, and that brought me more clients. I did not spend a penny on the joys of life. I kept saving every penny. A few years ago, when the previous shoe shine on the corner decided to retire, I had already saved enough money to buy his shoe shine location at this great place.”

“Finally, three months ago, my sister, who was a whore in Chicago, passed away and left me a million dollars.”

I opened up this morning’s Atlanta Urinal and Constipation and was greeted with the following headline:

Europe reels as “fragile” US tops 5M Cases

Wow! Reels? Really?

I can’t find this article on the AJC’s website which is not unusual but I did find it here.

ROME (AP) — With confirmed coronavirus cases in the U.S. hitting 5 million Sunday, by far the highest of any country, the failure of the most powerful nation in the world to contain the scourge has been met with astonishment and alarm in Europe.

Perhaps nowhere outside the U.S. is America’s bungled virus response viewed with more consternation than in Italy, which was ground zero of Europe’s epidemic. Italians were unprepared when the outbreak exploded in February, and the country still has one of the world’s highest official death tolls at over 35,000.

Hey Italy! Kiss my crippled ass. Your death toll per one million population is 582. Guess what ours is? 501. And you are calling us bunglers? More on those numbers later.

But after a strict nationwide, 10-week lockdown, vigilant tracing of new clusters and general acceptance of mask mandates and social distancing, Italy has become a model of virus containment.

“Don’t they care about their health?” a mask-clad Patrizia Antonini asked about people in the United States as she walked with friends along the banks of Lake Bracciano, north of Rome. “They need to take our precautions. … They need a real lockdown.”

No! We! Do! Not! We see no need to destroy our economy. Let you booger eatin’ moh-rons fuck yours up.

[…]

“We Italians always saw America as a model,” said Massimo Franco, a columnist with daily Corriere della Sera. “But with this virus we’ve discovered a country that is very fragile, with bad infrastructure and a public health system that is nonexistent.”

Bullshit!

Now more about those death numbers. If you take away New York (1688 per million) and its surrounding states like New Jersey (1796 per million), Taxachusetts (1268 per million), and Connecticut (1246 per million) the United States is actually doing pretty well. Those blue states whose epicenter is New York where we have the incompetent Cuomo and Werner Wilhelm skew the death numbers up. Without them the 502 per million death numbers go way down.

Let’s look at some more European numbers.

UK – 685 per million

Spain – 611 per million

France – 465 per million

Sweden – 571 per million And they didn’t lock down and destroy their economy.

Belgium – 851 per million

So Italy don’t lecture us. Go eat a plate of pasta.

Let’s look at some other states. Right now, the state with the most cases is Mexifornia with 570,221. What is their death rate per million? 264. Better than the above mentioned European countries.

Number two is Florida with 536,961. It’s death rate is 385 per million. I’m sure Florida was infected and affected by New Yorkers fleeing to it.

Number three is Texas with 514,158. It’s death rate is 299 per million.

Number four is New York and we know what a success that is. Cuomo and the Fake News Media keep telling us it is.

Number five is my state, Georgia (We’re number five! We’re number five!) with 219,025 and a death rate of 398 per million, less than Italy, the UK, Spain, France, and Belgium.

Our hospitals are not overwhelmed. Our “nonexistent” public health system is doing quite well thank you. So STFU and take care of your own problems and quit bitching about us. When you can do as good a job as most of this country is doing, then you can lecture us.