We're The Party And We'll Lie If We Want To

Let's be honest here. The young ladies who sang the heart-break songs of the fifties and sixties had it all over the likes of Lady GaGa and Madonna. Just look at the adorable Lesley Gore. She sang songs appropriate for the age group that worshipped her. Back then as now, teens agonized over many things, but pregnancy, crack addiction, gun fights, bong sharing etiquette and being employed in the booty trade were not high on the list. Things were different then and this is my personal favorite from Lesley's Hits. It zoomed to the top of the charts in 1963.

Social issues were the hot topic back then but moral issues were not. Most Americans accepted common Christian values as the norm and woe unto those who strayed beyond those boundaries. In our neck of the woods, young unwed mothers-to-be were suddenly gone on an extended visit to their aunt in Jersey. If you were promiscuous, your reputation followed that behavior like a tsunami follows an earthquake. I never heard of marijuana until I went to college.

Things were also different for the Nation's political parties. To mark the end of the Democrat Party as a promoter of anything other than perversion and entitlement, I offer the following:

God only knows where our Values have gone
And Morals left the same time
Why is Bubba back center stage
And all we see is Obama's behind?

We're the Party and we'll lie if we want to
Lie if we want to, lie if we want to!
You would lie too if you can't tell the truth!

Flying to restaurants and dancing all night
While half the workforce is idle
'Til you pry your head from your ass
We've got no reason to smile.

We're the Party and we'll lie if we want to
Lie if we want to, lie if we want to!
You would lie too if you can't tell the truth!

Sixty-three seats have just walked out the door
Looks like they may never come back.
Just wait 'til 2012
We'll be catching even more flack!

We're the Party and we'll lie if we want to
Lie if we want to, lie if we want to!
You would lie too if you can't tell the truth!

Bubba's Back??

I know that this news is all over the internets, but I'm posting it because this is the single most disturbing political moment I've ever seen.
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Jim DeMint sez:

The Enemy

This morning I received this mass-Emailing from Jim DeMint explaining his opposition to the bipartisan tax deal. I like his take.

Dear Fellow Conservatives:

Many of you have contacted me about the bipartisan tax deal reached between President Obama and Republican leaders. I've carefully reviewed the legislation and I wanted to explain to you why I cannot support it.

First, I do not want to see anyone's taxes go up and I have been fighting for years to permanently extend all the tax rates. I disagree with the President that we cannot afford to extend these rates for everyone. It's the people's money and we should not raise taxes on hardworking American families.

But this bill does much more than simply extend tax rates.

For starters, it includes approximately $200 billion in new deficit spending and stimulus gimmicks. That's a lot of money that will have to be borrowed from China and repaid by our children and grandchildren. If we're going to increase spending on new programs, we must reduce other spending to pay for it.

The bill also only extends rates for two years. We don't have a temporary economy so we shouldn't have temporary tax rates. Individuals and businesses make decisions looking at the long-term and we're not going to create jobs without giving people certainty as to what their taxes will be in future.

The bill also fails to extend all of the tax rates. It actually increases the death tax from its current rate of zero percent all the way up to 35 percent. One economic study shows that this tax increase alone will kill over 800,000 jobs over the next ten years.

Finally, the bill now includes dozens of earmarks for special interests, including ethanol subsidies, tax breaks for film and television producers, give aways for Puerto Rican rum manufacturers, favors for auto racing track owners, and a hand out for businesses in American Samoa.

The President called Republicans "hostage takers" this week but he should be pointing his figure squarely at himself. We've known for years that these tax rates were going to expire but he did nothing about it until the last minute. Now Americans are being told they have to accept hundreds of billions in new spending and stimulus gimmicks, an increase the death tax, and a bunch of unnecessary earmarks or their taxes will go up.

I'm not going to be bullied into voting for things that will hurt our country because politicians in Washington ignored the problem until it was a crisis.

Many of you fought hard to elect new leaders to the Senate this year with the expectation that they would fight deficit spending, tax hikes, and backroom deals. I take that commitment very seriously and I'm prepared to vote against this bill even if I'm the only one in the Senate to do so.

I appreciate the efforts made by my party's leaders to negotiate this deal but I believe Americans deserve much better. This deal should be rejected and then fixed. We can easily extend these tax rates without increasing spending once the new crop of Republican senators, including Pat Toomey, Marco Rubio, Rand Paul, Mike Lee, and Ron Johnson, are sworn in. The President has already conceded that taxes cannot go up and we'll have more Republicans in Congress in a few weeks to fight for a better deal.

Thank you for supporting the principles of freedom and for your continued encouragement. I will continue to do my very best to be your voice in the United States Senate.

Respectfully,

Jim DeMint
United States Senator

Tis the Season

Welcome to the Wikileaks Bunker

Click here to visit Stockholm and the Wikileaks HQ. This certainly wasn't what I was expecting.

Giving Of Alms

MATTHEW 6:2-4

"So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full. But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you."

Sometime around 1913, a possibly illegal immigrant, a Romanian Jew, sought a new beginning in America. He changed his name and started a completely new life using a bogus birth certificate. By time of the Great Depression, he had managed to improve his lot in life and wanted to express his gratitude for what he had. He decided to do what he could for those in desperate need in late 1933. Using a nom de guerre, B. VirDot, he posted a letter in a Canton, OH, newspaper asking people who needed money for Christmas to send him a letter explaining their plight. The response was enormous. Virdot sent $5 to 150 families in the Canton area. Not only did B.Virdot remained anonymous, he promised that those who requested assistance would also remain unknown to the world.

Virdot's charitable leanings contributed a total of $750. What was this money in today's market place? In 1933 the average annual income was only $1,500. You could buy eggs one at a time for a nickel. You could purchase a house while earning only $25 a week. The way I look at it, B. Virdot gave away probably 40-50% of his total annual income at the time.

In 2009 the median income in America was $49,777. Click on the following graphic to get a better picture of the differences in income between then and now.

Almost eighty years later the veil of anonymity was removed. For more of that story go to I Own The World or to the article written by the anonymous donor's grandson.

What I find fascinating is that this story will touch the hearts of more Americans than all the billions of dollars donated by major corporations to major charitable organizations. I could give a farthing for what the United Way or the International Red Cross receives in donations to support their bloated bureaucracies and greedy administrators. So many not-for-profits are nothing more than scams to push political agendas at the expense of others. And they are no more active than at this time of year.

My Son The Shark

Allah and His Shrink Wrapped Prophet should be proud of their devotees. According to Newsweek, a series of shark attacks in the Egyptian resort town of

Sharm al-Sheikh has been hit by a spate of gruesome shark attacks, with one person killed. Authorities have been scrambling to reassure tourists that the issue is under control. But the shark is still on the loose, prompting some Egyptian officials to accuse outside forces of sabotaging the country’s booming tourism industry.

Okay, the over-the-top Muslim rhetoric alarms are going off and the lights are flashing. But then again, sharks have been known to frequent the centuries old ocean routes of slave ships, no? It seems like a good meal goes right down the throat and straight into GPS-enabled shark DNA. But somehow the evil Jooos have found a way to weaponize the sharks' capacity to eat fish, humans, hubcaps, license plates and just about anything else they can stuff into their many-toothed maw.

In an interview with a TV talk show Monday, the governor of South Sinai, Mohammad Abdul Fadhil Shousha, came up with this gem: “What is being said about the Mossad throwing the deadly shark in the sea to hit tourism in Egypt is not out of the question. But it needs time to confirm.”

Brilliant, simply brilliant.

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'Stop the name-calling' sez UK Lefty

‘Don’t offend offenders...’

CRIMINALS should no longer be termed “offenders” because the term is insulting and demeaning, a leading justice campaigner said yesterday.

Frances Crook, head of the Howard League for Penal Reform, has suggested that someone who commits an offence is not an offender, but “someone who has done something”.

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The Church Of Poppycock

The criminal justice system in the Land of the Lost, formerly known as Great Britain, just got a whole bunch of strange injected into its correctional facilities.

Hundreds of criminals are to be given four days a year off prison work - to celebrate pagan festivals.

Prison governors have been issued with a list of eight annual pagan holidays and told pagan inmates can choose four to celebrate.

The festivals include Imbolc - The Festival of the Lactating Sheep - which falls on February 1 and is dedicated to the goddess Brighid.

Another is the festival of Beltane, which falls in early May, devotees are urged to celebrate the Sun God with 'unabashed sexuality and promiscuity'.

And those eight approved Festivals are:

I see that to prepare for Imbolc, I'll have to shovel the snow from my back yard.

The Summer Solstice? Better get back on the treadmill. Right. Now.

Beltane? I'll need to hire a stand in or move to another state if my wife catches me.

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The FCC wants to make sure that Media "serves the people". This is frightening.

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Prayin' For The End of Time !

If you piss off this guy!

"They call me Mister Loaf!"

Poor old Julian Assange. Opinions are mixed on the latest WikiLeaks revelations, but one thing is certain. If the Swiss don't nab the execrable Assange on something laughably known as "Swiss Sex Charges", and The Phillipines refuses entry for him, someone out to settle scores for past or current damage suffered by the leaks will sniff him out. No sovereign state will protect him, as the Brits did for Salman Rushdie. So beware, Julian, of Meat Loaf.

I, along with Phil Rizutto, forgave Meat Loaf long ago for wallowing in paradise by dashboard lights, doing anything for love except "that", and wailing that a 66.6% committment isn't that bad. But he'll really rise in my estimation if he cuts off Assanges toes!

Monstrous Monstress

It seems that everywhere you look, Stage IV Liberalism is dropping the mask. Its tolerance for, and tendencies to corruption, practical incompetence and moral turpitude is there for everyone of good will to see.


Helen Thomas, for instance. She used to be a running joke here at GNN, with DC as the final target, where we revealed his somewhat phony attraction to Helen. I think we knew that Helen was even worse than our jokes, and we were right. And not just about her supercilious gasbaggery and wicked crone presentation. There was more, lots more, especially her gruesome opinions on the evil Jews and Israel and their benighted victims - everyone east of Gibraltar and west of Indonesia.

This was a trivial flaw for the MSM. Andrea Mitchell, for one, whinged that anti-semitism and political derangement wasn't The Whole Helen. Helen was okay, because she was a feminist pioneer (in high-profile journalism, in Helen's case), therefore confirming that liberalism's dominance in modern feminism is sufficient to cancel any depravity in the feminist. Leni Riefenstahl fits in here too, and maybe Ma Barker and the Bitch of Buchenwald.

The main reason why Mitchell's excuses for Thomas is so dubious is that Thomas has been around the likes of Mitchell and Howdy David Gregory Doody since before fire was understood and the first wheel turned. Liberalism is idiocy, but that Thomas's colleagues didn't know of her opinions is simply incredible. They dismissed her wickedness or simply lied for her, because she was a good foil for conservatism.

Now Thomas has upped the ante for Mitchell, Gregory, and all the other barnacles that are sinking honest media. According to Helen, Zionists have suborned American Middle East policy (Obama and Hillary?) with the complicity of the rich Jews who control America...

"We are owned by propagandists against the Arabs. There's no question about that. Congress, the White House, and Hollywood, Wall Street, are owned by the Zionists. No question in my opinion. They put their money where there mouth is…We're being pushed into a wrong direction in every way."

Read more about Helen HERE.

Buchanan High School

From IOtW:

It’s a school I’m sure you’ve probably never heard of in a city you may have never heard of. The city’s claim to fame is that it’s “The Gateway to the Sierras”, centrally located in California, population about 95,000. It’s a sleepy little western themed town that’s located right next door to Fresno. Hunting, fishing, sports and antique malls are just some of the ways the folks here past the time away. But it is also known for something else, something more somber.

Buchanan High has the unfortunate ranking of having the most military deaths in Iraq and Afghanistan, 2001-present, of students from a single high school in California. I was going to write this post in July of 2010, when the number hit 7, but just this past week, the number went up to 8. Eight young men killed in battle, who all happened to attend the same high school at different times, including 2 brothers? I know this school, it’s a good school in a good community.

The news broke on Friday, another valley marine had been killed — this time in Afghanistan. Sergeant Matthew Abbate was killed in action Thursday. Two marines and a chaplain notified the family Thursday night of the tragedy. Abbate’s step father issued a statement Friday saying quote: “He always wanted to be a marine. He died doing what he believed he was born to do.”

There is no secret (and no guarantees either) in bringing up children who are well adjusted, God fearing, patriotic adults. You have to live your life the way you want your children to become. It isn't easy, but love, a true moral sense, consistency and honesty go a long way. The town of Clovis seems to have these qualities in abundance.

They say Clovis is an extraordinarily patriotic community and its children are raised on God and country, duty and honor. They’re willing to serve and willing to die, the same as Clovis’ generations who went before them. Buchanan’s school colors are red, white and blue. The stadium is named Veteran’s Memorial. Former classmates and older siblings come back in uniform for campus visits. Friday night football games include a moment of silence for Buchanan’s fallen soldiers.

Thank you former Buchanan High School students,

Abbate, Matthew, Clovis December 2, 2010
Piercy, Brian F. Clovis July 19, 2010
Eischen, Nicholas D. Clovis December 24, 2007
Hubbard, Nathan C. Clovis August 22, 2007
Hubbard, Jared P. Clovis November 04, 2004
Walter, Rowan D. Clovis February 22, 2007
Butterfield, Anthony E. Clovis July 29, 2006
Baro, Jeremiah A. Fresno November 04, 2004

Also here and here.

Aloha and Farewell Mrs. V

BabyBlueOnline is a favorite blog of mine. Today, BabyBlue posted a touching personal tribute to two special people who shared and helped shape her early life. I'm a fan of gratitude and recognition, so I decided to share this post with the rabble here at GNN.

Today the news came of the passing of a great lady - a great lady - a lady simply known to thousands of students at Radford High School in Honolulu, Hawaii as Mrs. V.

It wasn't long after my arrival in Hawaii as a high school freshman that I met Mr. and Mrs. V, John and Barbara Velasco. Mr. V was the head coach at one of the leading athletic champion public schools in the State of Hawaii, Radford in Honolulu. Mrs. V was in charge of student activities. Together they mentored thousands of young students navigating their way through adolescence.

In my senior year I got very involved in Student Council and student activities. Along with two other classmates, Larry Wolfe and Rusty Vierra, we chaired the Assembly & Awards Committee and our advisor was Mrs. V. Our committee won the Committee of the Year Award and while we worked very hard, we could not have done it without the steady and wise counsel of Mrs. V. Through her efforts I was introduced to the world of politics and government as well as event planning - and she made it fun! She was always solid, always grounded, always positive and kind and approachable. But at the same time, there was this unspoken expectation that you never wanted to let her down. You wanted to make her proud. She was an inspiration and I admired and respected her. She was the truthteller and she knew how to maintain discipline and focus, but she also laughed at our jokes and pranks - well, most of the time.

Today the news came that she had passed away and the first person I thought of was Mr. V. Mr. V shepherded a remarkably diverse community of students from all walks of life, race, culture, and nationality. He was fearless and was one of the few people who could silence a room with a mere look. He was extraordinarily disciplined and led the Varsity football team to numerous championships, including my sophomore year. He led the team again the year after I graduated - and won the state championship, but the story of that victory was one for the papers.

The week of the state championship, Mr. V suddenly was stricken with a heart attack and died. It was so sudden and shocking and of course, it stunned the Radford community. Though filled with grief, the football team decided to go ahead and play in the championship and dedicated the game to Mr. V. The public school team stood in a circle on the field and offered a prayer and then played their hearts out and won the game.

Mrs. V inspired generations of students and her inspiration continues to this day. Thank you for your confidence in so many, for your firm direction with a gentle hand. for your warmth and faith - you made a difference in so many lives, Mrs. V - you made a difference in my life. Mahalo nui loa, Aloha ke Akua.