Saturday, April 5, 2025

 RANDOM THOUGHTS ON A SATURDAY EVENING


After an election victory, one should wait a while before drawing conclusions.  I did.  Four months, in fact.  Now I'm weighing in.  

I live in Ass Crack, Alabama, if you listen to some dweeb know as Roger Kimball, a sourpuss RINO who hates Donald Trump.  Ass Crack, Alabama is Kimball's geographical description of my locale, not mine.  Here he is in all his brilliance, offering us his two cents worth on the Presidential election this past November:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RdeqIGKJIUc.  I didn't think a penny could go down in value, but Kimball's opinions prove otherwise.  He thinks he's important.  Plus, he's desperately in search of political relevance.  I don't know much about this doofuss, but he's way past his expiration date, much like James Carville and Mitt Romney, who's milk soured long ago.  

From time to time, I read Roger Kimball's screeds and then ignore them.  You can thank me later.  He's a RINO and Trump hater who assured us in 2024 that Kamala would win the Presidential election, despite my sense that Kamala had no chance, owing to her obvious stupidity.  

If Kamala could double her intelligence overnight, she still would wake up stupid.  Sorry, but it's a fact.  I mean, honestly, even when she strings two intelligible thoughts together, she still ends up moving backwards.  Anyone with a sense of direction can see that.  The others think she's hot.

I don't feel sorry for her.  What's the point?  It won't matter to her, because she's too stupid to know she's stupid.  It's a merciful trait that nature bestows upon the unfortunate.  Most of her admirers are similarly endowed.  Call it the Dunning-Kruger Effect.  See here:  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dunning%E2%80%93Kruger_effect.  Kamala devotees can skip this link: 


"Heels Up Harris" is the only slogan that might still work for her in the future -- but only behind the scenes -- given her political skills.  She learned to use them well...her heels, I mean.  Those skills are quite effective when you're young and limber.  Most California males didn't have the opportunity to "know" Kamala in her prime, which may explain why they remained "Undecided" on election day.  Then, the more she spoke in public, those same "Undecideds" turned negative.  A skank is a skank.  Even guys understand that.

Kamala's handlers did their best to keep her away from interviews and microphones, but it never worked out as planned.  Someone eventually put a mike in her face and she spoke, which is a no-no.   Oh, well, stuff happens.  Her advisors told her to smile and walk away.  Do whatever is needed, they told her, just don't say anything.  Don't talk, they repeated, as in, keep your mouth shut.  Unfortunately, compound sentences were above her pay grade.  She spoke anyway.

Long story short, it didn't end well.

She lost the election by over two million votes.  That poor girl was not an accident waiting to happen.  She was an accident that happened long ago but got ignored until gameday.  Spending $2 billion over three months before the election bought her three months of a delusion that someone sold her on...a costly gambit.  And so un-democratic.  Rigged elections, anyone?  Her supporters assumed Americans would forget about the "Heels Up" part, and the part about skipping a Democrat primary in favor of a left-handed coup, but they didn't.  I'm glad the Kamala funders squandered their money.  And I'm glad Kamala was stupid enough to believe she had a chance to win, but, hey, that's Kamala, right?  "Heels Up" can only get you so far.  You can't fix stupid.  Or make an excuse for your posture for success.

Accept the woman for who she is.  Her picture should be on display in the dictionary beside the word "phony."  Let's be honest.  Kamala is stupid.  Plain and simple.  Her problem can't be fixed.  She's dumb as a rock.  And to say "she's smarter than me" is not a compliment to her or you.  That's the bottom line.  If you disagree, cf. "phony" and insert your own picture.  There likely won't be much of a gap between your picture and hers.  Beyond that, I can't help.

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Shepherds in olden times were the very ones you wanted with you in an alley fight and as a best friend.  In those days, shepherds guarded sheep.  It wasn't as easy as you imagine.  Lions and wolves preyed on those animals.  The shepherd's job was to run off, fight away or kill those predators before they cost him his livelihood.  Yet, like David in the Old Testament, shepherds usually had little more than a sling or spear to ward off danger.  Those shepherds who survived made do with what they had, and to good effect.  And all to protect the innocent lambs who couldn't defend themselves.  Yes, that's the kind of friend I want.  I'm not saying I'm a sheep.  I'm just saying I'm not a shepherd. and I'd like one of them fighting beside me in a dark alley.  The shepherd likely would inspire me to fight more tenaciously than I imagined.

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The beauty of being a college professor is this:  Not only are you getting a monthly paycheck, but the kids in class know nothing, basically, beyond what you tell them, and they certainly know nothing about your IQ, which likely is a blessing.  They are the clay and you are the molder of clay.  You own them, except for the ones you're sleeping with.  'Fess up.  We know.  Fortunately for you, most of them are over 18, so it's legal.  But, still....

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If you watch the MSM, you get what you deserve, or at least what you seek.  They have breakfast ready and waiting every morning, if you are hungry.  They hope you are.  That's why they also serve lunch and supper.  They aim to fatten you up.  Just don't lose your appetite.  Breakfast will be there in the morning.  

If you trust them for "news," you're a fool.  They are there for the paycheck, same as you when you turn off the TV and leave for work.

Start from there.