Did Barack Obama, the FBI, DOJ, NSA and CIA discuss assassinating candidate Trump?


Wow, this one is really out there, or, is it.

Everyone with two functional brain cells knows that there is something rotten and corrupt as hell in Mordor on the Potomac. The FBI, DOJ, NSA and CIA all attempted to interfere in the 2016 presidential election. The Mainstream Media has done everything in their power to shield and protect this illegal 18 US Code 2384 & 2385 attempted coup d’é·tat.

Most of us assumed that this was because Obama Administration employees and Clinton supporters in those agencies had broken criminal surveillance laws in the attempt to get dirt on presidential candidate Donald Trump. Failing that, they then doubled down and tried to frame him for actions that are not even criminal in an attempt to remove him from office.

If they could remove him from office, then their criminal actions in attempting to prevent him from being elected could be forever swept under the carpet and they would not face the possibility of criminal prosecution. Simple as that.

But, what if what they are really hiding actually is the discussion of a plan to assassinate presidential candidate Donald J Trump?

Yea, it sounds pretty fantastic to me, but, after what we have witnessed over the course of the last 2 years its no longer something that I can confidently say that the individuals involved would not do. The dishonesty and blatant corruption that has come to light since Donald Trump became POTUS is more than enough to be described as “Shocking to the Conscience of the Nation”.

Fiat justitia ruat caelum…

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Laughing my ass off to combat soul wrenching bitterness.


Last night Twitter pundit Bill Mitchell prognosticated that today Hillary Clinton will be indited for her role in the Uranium 1 scandal.

He went on rather breathlessly to imply that there were going to be many arrests of Deep State Aristocrats today.

All hell is suppose to break loose today in Mordor on the Potomac.

All I have to say on this subject is……….. BULLSHIT.

The unbelievably corrupt Deep State, aka Department of Injustice, and the Fibbing Bureau of Instigation have ZERO interest or intention of prosecuting any of their aristocrats. There is not one single employee of either organization with the authority to engage in such prosecutions with the honor or integrity to do so.

Bill Mitchell can engage in all the hyperbolic rhetorical pontificating he wants to, but that will not change a damned thing. The Department of Injustice and the Fibbing Bureau of Instigation are not going to break ranks and serve justice to their own under any circumstances. And that is all there is to it.

December 7th 1941, A date that will live in Infamy.


Tomorrow is the 77th anniversary of the Japanese attack on Perl Harbor, the event that drew the United States of America into WWII.

World War 2 was a titanic struggle against Marxist attempts to subjugate the entire world to Marxist tyranny. 77 years later, we are once again facing that same Marxist struggle to subjugate the entire world to Marxist tyranny.

Only today, it is the children and grand children of those heroic and valiant men and women who defeated those Marxist efforts who are now threatening the entire world with Marxist subjugation.

The philosopher and poet George Santayana warned the world, “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” The Marxist took that warning deadly seriously. They infiltrated the bedrock foundational Institutes of every Western Civilization Nation and rewrote their History so that it was inevitable that the conflict of WWII could be replayed, and they did so entirely in the hopes that this time they would prevail and thus subjugate the entire earth to their evil ideology.

I was born 20 years after the attack on Perl Harbor. I was not alive when it happened, but I grew up in its shadow. Tragically that shadow and its profound meaning seem to have passed from memory, just as George Santayana warned.

Can we finally call this Evil?


As I was growing up in America, there were thing going on far beyond my perception. Things that basically fell into that bizarre category Donald Rumsfeld once defined as “The unknown unknowns” which he described as categories of thing we did not know that we did not even know we did not know. Or, to quote him directly, “There are thing you know, there are things you do not know, and there are things you do not know that you do not know.

Having been born in 1961 in America, I was literally surrounded by things I knew, things I did not know and an entire world of things that I did not even suspect that I did not know. As a consequence, I grew up blissfully ignorant of the things that I didn’t even suspect that I knew nothing about.

Recent events have resulted in my having to spend a considerable amount of time rethinking things I had grown up believing were true. Like, I suspect the vast majority of White American’s, I grew up having no particular pride in the color of my skin. I was not ashamed of it, I just wasn’t proud of it either. It wasn’t a thing to be grasped for the simple reason, that it was not something that I had any control or say over.

I, just as I imagine the vast majority of White American’s did, grew up in a household and community where the things you took pride in, were accomplishments. I was proud of my grandfathers, not because of their ethnicity, but because of what they had done.

One of my grandfathers was a Colonel in the United States Air Force. He had earned that rank during the Korean War, but had survived both world wars 1 and 2 prior to that. He was what was known as a Brevet Officer, having had his rank elevated as a consequence of his combat actions.

The other was a simple Wheat farmer.

The fact that both of them were white was about as relevant as the time of day on Jupiter was. In other words, it wasn’t relevant at all. I was raised to give no importance to the color of an individuals skin, because that individual had absolutely no control or say over that aspect of who they were.

In other words, the America I, and the vast majority of other white American’s were born and raised in was a society known as a “Meritocracy”. Who your ancestors were, who your parents were, who you and your siblings were and who your own offspring were, was determined not by their ethnicity or skin color, but by what you accomplished.

My mothers father was a simple humble wheat farmer. His wife was a native American who never made much of a deal about her native American heritage. My own mother was not a big fan of her mothers side of the family, because according to my mother, “They were a bunch of no good drunks and lay-a bouts who never achieved a damned thing”.

So, here we are, in America as 2018 is coming to a close. The last 10 years have been profoundly disturbing to say the very least. I have been informed repeatedly and viciously that I am a White Supremacist Racist Nazi Fascist so many times that I have quite literally lost count. I have been told, that I need to check my White Privilege and that my complete unawareness of said privilege is proof of my racist Nazi Fascist privilege.

When people of color, who neither have I ever met, nor who likewise have never met me, and are completely unaware of my existence other than in the most abstract manner, insist that I am a racist, I find it both disconcerting and more than a little offensive.

There are the thing you know, the things you do not know, and the things you do not know that you do not know.

Until recently, I did not know, that believing that every individuals worth was to be defined by what they did, not by the color of their skin or their ethnicity was white supremacist racist Nazi Fascist behavior. The thing that I did not know that I did not know, was why this could be so.

All revolutions represent 1 thing, and 1 thing only. It is the only reason any revolution ever takes place. It is always the transference of power and wealth from one group to another. Quiet often that transference is beneficial to the vast majority of people who are tricked into achieving that transference by way of extreme violence.

One of the things that made the United States of America unique in the history of the world, was that for once in human history, that transference of power and wealth did not go to an elitist group of aristocrats who by virtue of their wealth and title maintained a strict hierarchy of social status that everyone was locked into from birth.

This was because America’s founding fathers believed in creating a Meritocracy. A society where each individuals standing in society transcend class barriers and was predicated upon what they were able to achieve, not based on who their ancestors were, or were not.

That thing that I did not know that I did not know, and would not come to understand until I was in my 40s, was that hiding in the shadows of America were violent hateful revolutionaries hell bent of a new transference of wealth and power in America. This new transference would not be based on merit. It would be based on political ideology.

Those with the right ideology, who spoke the right words, who believed the right ideas would be the recipients of this new transference of wealth and power, except, that they wouldn’t. They would just be allowed to keep, maybe, what they had acquired under the old system, but, they would be granted the right to stand in the public market square and virtue signal for the entire world to see their glorious new virtue.

More shocking was how many of those being exterminated, i.e. White People were convinced that they were part of the new class upon whom this transference of wealth and power would be, and all they had to do to enjoy this privilege of glorious righteousness while systemically being exterminated, is to flagellate themselves while castigating and denigrate anyone who just happens to be white for not being joyous about being the victim of genocide.

Yes. I was unaware that I did not know that Marxist revolutionaries had infiltrated America and were engaging in a Marxist revolution which was designed to destroy the United States of America’s Constitutional Republic. Moreover, I was also completely unaware that I did not know that the primary tool they would use, was class warfare fomented through racism.

Yes, I grew up knowing that America had issues with racism. Like the vast majority of American’s I grew up knowing about our past with slavery. I grew up believing that slavery was one of America’s repugnant past practices. A practice that we thankfully decided was morally and ethically inexcusable and put behind us at a truly horrendous cost. But that we had in fact put it behind us, and that we were making steady constant progress in making our society the meritocracy for Americans of all ethnicity’s that we believed it both was, and should be.

So, imagine my shock when I discovered that despite my never owning a slave, never oppressing anyone, never judging a person by the color of their skin and never having any privilege in society, that my completely lack of awareness of my own privileged status was proof of my racist attitudes and proclivities.

Then imagine my shock and anger when I realized that it was necessary for me to be labeled and branded a white supremacist racist fascist Nazi in order for a group of Marxist revolutionaries to overthrow the nation I had grown up in, that my family had served in the military’s of for generations, the nation that I loved, so that they could transfer the wealth and power of this capitalist meritocracy into the select hands of a few ruthless amoral unethical and utterly corrupt people who held the “Right” political ideology.

This whole facade of calling the average white American a racist, this disgusting assault on truth, rational logical thought known as “Politically Correct Speech/Behavior” is nothing less than a war being fought against America by way of Cultural Marxism. It is being waged against that majority of American’s who just happen to be white, who also just happen to love the United States of America as a Constitutional Republic.

It is being waged on multiple levels. At the very top, by wealthy Marxist Globalists who want nothing less than to force the transference of wealth and power of the United States of America and her citizens, to themselves. On a lower level, it is being waged by the cannon fodder, who have been lied to, indoctrinated and brainwashed into believing that America, as a Constitutional Republic is an evil nation that must be destroyed, that that they will be the recipients of that transference of wealth and power.

Nothing could possibly be further from the truth. What little they now have, wealth, power and opportunity will be stripped from them exactly as it has in every other nation on earth that has succumbed to the sirens song of Marxism. But, hey, at least they will get to proclaim their nonexistence virtue in the public square as they are mindlessly calling for the extermination and genocide against the evil white people who have created Western Civilization.

Smoking Hot Nerd of the Month: Elon Musk


American’s don’t just dream, they dream BIG. Hell, nobody dreams as big as American’s. Our dreams are so damned big, they took us where ever other rational logical human being that has ever lived said we could never go. We took our unbelievably huge dreams all the way to the fucking MOON.

Elon Musk’s dreams were so damned big, they were to large for his native Canada, and he had to come to America to see those dreams prosper. Good for Elon.

Love him, or hate him, there is no denying that Elon Musk dreams in as large a technicolor as any American ever dreamed of dreaming.

There are more Elon hater’s than Democrat illegal fraudulent voters. Some, tragically my fellow conservatives, shortsightedly hate Elon because he receives Government subsidizes for his companies. To which I say. Fucking suck it up buttercup. Christopher Columbus received subsidizes from Isabella of Spain to discover North America. The higher the risk, the more subsidizes are required because pants wetters won’t put up their money to advance human knowledge or technology if their is more than a 20 percent chance they will not receive a return on their investment.

Now… to everyone else who has whatever godforsaken my penis/vagina feels threatened excuse for hating Elon… I say… Go fuck yourself.

Why do I love and admire Elon? Nope… It 100 percent has nothing to do with his celebrity statues or his wealth. Its because I actually comprehend his dream. More importantly, and this truly is the key. I understand what the obstacles standing in the way of his dream are.

Unlike some talking assholes… err did I say assholes? Surely I meant to say talking heads, (what? No I couldn’t possible be talking about Neil deAsshole Tyson) Elon doesn’t just talk shit and rake in the big bucks.

Elon Musk has a dream of one day actually walking himself on the face of the planet Mars. Not settling for sending a robot, but actually taking the insanely huge risk of going there himself.

Elon is smart and determined. I would sing up yesterday to be in his copilot seat even if the odds of my dying were over 70 percent. Elon is way to smart to hire someone like me as a copilot, just in case any of you were thinking of encouraging him to take me with him.

Yes. Elon’s dream is so huge it is (for the vast majority of you) incomprehensible. But the part that shatters the entire concept of impossible or even crazy… Is that his dream is not Impossible. Even in his lifetime it is not impossible. Ok… So you are a douchebag who is angry about his Tesla Automobile. Breaking NEW FLASH asswipe. The Internal combustion engine don’t work on MARS. Not enough atmosphere, and the wrong gases to boot.

Everything he is doing is about creating the technology to get and stay on Mars (at least long enough to return home again). As I said before, suck it up buttercup and quit being a pussy.

Oh… His sense of humor, my god its glorious…

God I love how he manages to make the pussies heads explode…

What vacuum did Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and her supporters crawl out of?


As I relate this odd and slightly quirky tale, I would like all of you to contemplate Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and her supporters, and the imputes of their origin.

Having been born in 1961 into a military family (my father and grandfather were Air Force and my Step Father Career Navy) and raised in military housing. I grew up during the Vietnam War.

While the War was taking place in some god forsaken distant country for most American’s, it was virtually in my back yard as I grew up, due to the number of enlisted personal in the Navy, Marine Corps and Army who all lived in close proximity to me.

While most American’s were watching the gruesome images on television and hearing the occasional story of one of their home town boys losing their left in the Vietnam War, I had a front row seat to witnessing the various military comfort officers showing up on a nearly weekly basis to present one of the families where I lived with a small triangular box containing a folded Casket Flag.

As the Vietnam War was reaching its apex and the college kids were engaging in their protests, the housing unit where I lived endured its own protests. Instead of college kids and Marxist professors shouting derogatory slogans at the police and national guard and various service members. The protestors where I lived, were throwing Molotov cocktails at my neighbors cars and houses.

By the time I was 12 years old, I being a military brat, had already long since accepted as fate that my destiny was to serve in the military and probably die in Vietnam. Little did I know at the time that God himself had already intervened and prevented that from being my fate. I was born with clubbed feet, and deemed by the United States Military (all branches) of being ineligible for military service as a consequence of that physical disability. Nevertheless, that was the world I grew up in, and the reality that shaped my formative years.

At around 9 years of age, my parents bought one of my younger brothers a guitar for Christmas. After about a month, he grew tired of it, and so I took it up and learned to play it. Even at 9 years of age, surrounded by Country music fans, I had no love or discernible appreciation for Country music.

I did on the other hand, love Bob Dylan. Fortunately I did not understand that he was an anti war activist. Somewhere around 10 years old, my mother, have discerned that I was not going to give up on the guitar as my younger brother had done, and that I loved Bob Dylan bout me a huge song book of Bob Dylan’s.

So, yes, this old Glam Rocker started out his voyage of musical discovery as a folk guitarist. That also fortunately came to a screeching halt when my Step-father was deployed to San Diego and began making yearly WestPac’s to Japan where for a fraction of what they cost here, he would purchase me every newest release of the top selling Rock and Roll albums released every year.

From Led Zeppelin to Judas Priest, every album that an early to mid 1970s little headbanger wannabe could ever desire came home in the mail.

By the time Van Halen released their first album I was already quiet the accomplished little noise maker. And I will tell you the truth with no embellishments or embarrassment, that having grown up already with the full attitude of, “We party like hell today, because tomorrow we are certain to die”, Van Halen was the perfect music for me and my generation. Their music was full of joy of living and party like there is no tomorrow, and it suited us to a tee.

As I grew older, I was introduced to “Punk” music. I have a very good friend in Pa. who is 7 years younger than me, and for him, punk was as much a staple of life as party music was for me. We have had many a long conversation on the subject. Yet as a consequence of the environment in which my formative years were spent, I was never able to appreciate music based upon the dissatisfaction with American prosperity.

Growing up in San Diego back in the 1970s and 1980s, when San Diego was still a relatively small military town, I had the opportunity to meet quiet a few musicians who would go on to become fairly large celebrities. Individuals who spent a considerable amount of time here, even though this was not technically where they lived.

People like Jello Biafra and Henry Rollins whom I partied with on quiet a few occasions. I thought then, and even to this day, that they were amazingly intelligent individuals, even though I disagreed with their radical political opinions. I also grew up knowing other musicians, more conventional rock musicians. Like Ratt’s Robin Crosby and Whitesnakes David Coverdale. I went to high school with Faster Pussycat’s “Gus” Gustave Molvik, aka Taime Downe and Pearl Jams Eddie Vedder.

I was quiet literately “There” as Eddie Vetter and company were creating the “Grunge” movement. It was a smash up of Glam Rock and Punk Rock. Driven even more than punk by feeling of social and family alienation caused by the American chase of prosperity. And no, I could not understand it any more than I was able to understand the punk movements dissatisfaction.

Remember, I grew up while America was fighting the Vietnam War, I grew up in a Military Family that was both proud and honored to serve the United States of America. I grew up with the certain knowledge that devotion to country could and probably would demand the greatest sacrifice imaginable. I grew up loving and cherishing every breath I took as if it might be my very last. My family had served the United States as warriors for over 5 generations. I was the first first born son in my family to not serve in 5 generations. Though 2 of my younger brothers did serve.

Growing up in a military family back in the 1970s meant were were far from being among America’s most affluent families. We were, in a word, at the bottom of the social and financial totem pole. I could not and still to this cannot understand the resentment felt by others that their father’s or mothers didn’t purchase them their every hearts desire, or resentment because their fathers and mothers worked so many long hours that they didn’t get to see them as much as they wanted to.

I knew what the possible consequences of what my step father did for a living. He was gone 6 months out of every year until I was in my 20’s. I was 14 years old before his every deployment on a WestPac was no longer into an active war zone. When he returned home from deployment every year, I was as excited as a puppy to see him home safe again. I knew that we did not make as much as our very affluent neighbors just a few miles away whom I went to school with. I had 3 younger brothers and an older sister. I was used to not getting my hearts every desire. I was damned happy to get whatever I did get.

My step father tried, he tried damned hard. He could not buy me a motorcycle like that other kids in schools dads did, but he did buy one that I was fortunate enough to share with my 3 younger brothers. We went camping every year. We went to the beech every year. We learned to live with less than our more affluent neighbors did, and to be happy with what we received.

I was never able to comprehend how the children of my parents generation (my parents were born in the mid 1920’s, not the “Greatest Generation” that was their parents generation, my grandfather was a veteran of WWI and WWII) had so many grievances against America and capitalism that they were so quickly and easily seduced by Marxism. My grandfather risked everything fighting against the totalitarianism of Marxism and Fascism, my birth father served in the Korean War also fighting that same evil ideology. Likewise my Step Father served in the Korean and Vietnam Wars fighting it as well.

I did not grow up angry at my parents or resentful of other American’s who managed to prosper in America. I did not grow up with any sense of entitlement or resentment that I did not prosper as so many around me did. I grew up grateful to live in the most wonderful nation on the face of the earth.

I lived in San Diego California. At the conclusion of the Vietnam War, tens of thousands of Vietnamese refuges came to live here in San Diego. I had seen enough movie footage as a child of what was happening in Vietnam during the war to be profoundly thankful that tanks and bombers were not turning my neighborhood into flaming wreckage.

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and her supporters are the children of that generation whose parents spat on my father when he returned home from Vietnam. They are the offspring of greed, envy and resentment. They are the children of weak minded fools who could not come to grips with American prosperity and were easily deceived into believing that it was a consequence of evil imperialistic exploitation rather than what it genuinely was. Generations of selfless dedicated hardworking American’s convinced that hard work and innovation were the keys to prosperity. Generations of rugged individuals whose greatest goal in life, was to provide a better living and future for their offspring and posterity than that which they had grown up with.

Though poorly educated, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez is not a fool. She is quiet literally the enemy within the gates, poisoning the wells, burning the infrastructure and subverting the weak-minded and easily deceived among us. She is a Marxist, dedicated to the complete destruction of the Constitutional Republic of the United states of America. She is the enemy within whose goal is to throw open the gates and let the invading army in to sack and destroy the nation.

She and her followers/supporters did not crawl out of some dark abyss. They came out of our Educational system, which just as Senator Joseph McCarthy warned so many years ago, has been infiltrated and corrup5ed by Marxist infiltrators and saboteurs. She is the child of greed, envy and resentment seeking revenge against a nation that she was programed to hate by generations that resented their own parents, their parents religion, and their parents political ideology. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and her supporters/followers are a cancer eating away at the soul of America.

A cancer that has quiet possibly metastasized to the point of being a terminal disease. Quiet frankly, because so very few in America have the courage to call this cancerous disease what it is. Treason against the Constitution of the United States of America and an act of War against the Republic which rests upon that very Constitution.

But don’t you dare call them “Fake News”.


NBC and Time Magazine have been caught red handed knowingly willfully and with a full forethought of malice withholding information that proved that Michael Avenatti and client Julie Swetnick’s assertions of gang rape by Justice Brett Kavanaugh were less than truthful.

NBC News raises eyebrows by sitting on info that contradicted Michael Avenatti client’s gang rape claim

NBC News is under fire for sitting on information that would have cast serious doubt on wild claims abut now-Supreme Court Justice Brett Kavanaugh just when the unsubstantiated allegations were rocking the judge’s confirmation to the high court.

The NYT spiked Ronan Farrow’s story about Weinstein back in around 2004 or so.

The Los Angeles Times did the exact same thing with information damaging to Presidential candidate Barack Obama.

Virtually the entire Mainstream Media knowingly willfully and with a full forethought of malice buried information damaging to both President Bill Clinton and presidential candidate Hillary Clinton.

The so called mainstream media constantly makes the assertion that they are fair and unbiased and that they are reporting important news. Yet a simple look at who the vast majority of so called journalists their their political donations proves beyond any degree of doubt that their assertions are false.

Since the recent bomb scare, the media has gone into a sick and twisted hyper drive demanding that those on the right denounce the bomber and behave with civility towards those on the left. Even while at the exact same instance behaving with the most vitriolic lack of civility imaginable.

This so called unbiased mainstream media has encouraged violence against the right for 2 and a half years openly calling anyone who supports President Donald Trump Nazi’s, fascists, White supremacists and dozens of other degrading and insulting slurs all while simultaneously demanding that they themselves be treated with civility.

Their behavior isn’t simply a hypocritical double standard. It constitutes nothing less than open warfare against any ideology that they disagree with.

They decry Trump supporters as less than human deserving of every conceivable insult and even outright assault, while portraying themselves as the only bastion of righteousness.

The 4chan meme NPC (Non Player Character) has gained an amazing degree of popularity for exposing exactly this fake and hypocritical behavior by the left.

The left has created and is continuing to perpetrate an environment of political and social hostility unprecedented in American history all while simultaneously attempting to cloak themselves with an air of innocence while demanding that they themselves be treated with civility.

So long as the left holds unflinchingly to its ideologies of “The End Justifies the Means” and “By Any Means Necessary” this behavior of their can and will lead to one single and inescapable conclusion. We endured this inescapable conclusion once before in 1861.

No one on the right wants to repeat that terrible chapter in our history, no one on the left seems to wish to avoid repeating it. The left seems to harbor that illusion that those on the right are willing to surrender the United States Constitution rather than repeat the tragic events of 1861.

While the right does desperately wish to avoid repeating 1861, the left is suicidal if they believe the right will surrender the United States Constitution to avoid a repeat of 1961.

Yes. This tragically is where the left is driving the United States of America. No entity more so than the correctly identified “Very Fake News” assholes.