Yesterday in the wake of the Brussels bombing attack, President Obama strongly denounced Islamic terrorism.
“Islam is a flawed and violent cult wherein deluded people follow an example set by a murderous psychotic pedophile” said a visibly angry President Obama. He then vowed to “destroy Isis, burn their tents, and kill their $#&!!! camels.”
Just kidding. He was doing The Wave at a baseball game with the dictator of Cuba.
Note to Bernie’s kids…
If you send large groups of thugs to forcibly shut down political speech with which you disagree, rough up or intimidate their crowd, or assault the speaker… avoid calling OTHERS Nazis.
You’re about a goose-step away from annexing the Sudetenland yourself.
In just under 30 races, Kasich has won zero state primaries. He’s 2nd choice in few. But “states won” is not the deciding factor, it’s delegate count.
— Delegates required to win = 1237.
— Kasich has 63.
— Kasich needs 1174 more to win.
— There are 1392 delegates still out.
So a Kasich victory is mathematically possible if he holds the three opponents that have soundly beat him thus far to a combined total of 218 more delegates from here forward… and almost half that many will be allotted winner-take-all today in Florida to someone else.
Given most of the outstanding races award delegates proportionally, his path to victory, short of a brokered convention at which it is handed to him… Is for EVERY remaining opponent to drop out.
You couldnt find the Kasich path to victory with 2 flashlights and a bloodhound.
If he owns a calculator, he knows he isn’t running for president. He’s running to stop someone else from being president.
Seriously. It’s like watching a kamikaze pilot crawl into the cockpit while animatedly discussing plans for his big birthday party next week.
Honestly thought he’d drop out before getting stomped like a bug in his home state… but rumor has it the RNC promised him 72 virgins.
Don’t get me wrong, I know many politicians do their first run for pres knowing they won’t get it, but hoping it’ll build street cred. For example in this case it may give Marco a shot at a better prom date when he graduates next year.
Anyway, far as I’m concerned Marco is just one more guy that arrived in DC courtesy of a bus ticket paid for by the tea party and immediately conformed to the go-along-to-get-along mold of the people they were sent to replace. As such, if getting beat like a rented mule in his home state tonight crushes his future political prospects… at least something good will have come from the night.
There, I came out of the closet and admitted it. But that is pretty much the only way in which not being a trophy hunter in Texas is analogous to being gay, cause being gay IS actually allowed. Heck there’s a Texas Gay Rodeo Association where one can proudly win buckles and other manly prizes while being gay in Texas.
Meanwhile, non-sport-hunters in Texas are forced to not hunt in shadowy alleys and unsavory parts of town populated by meth addicts, child molesters and Democratic ex-congressmen.
There is no Texas Non-Trophy-Hunter Association that awards us prizes for being really good at not trophy hunting. We are by binding state law reduced to the status of social pariahs. At the weekly men’s meetings, we are only served at the children’s table and not allowed to talk.
It isn’t that I don’t hunt for fun because I don’t like meat, leather or fur either. My passion for meat knows few bounds, and I love leather and fur, especially on members of the opposite sex. Nor have I ever seen the movie Bambi, so no, I’m not worried I might shoot his mom. Besides, I’m almost positive I made jerky out of Bambi’s mom a long time ago anyway. [She was delicious.]
I just don’t do it cause it doesn’t seem like fun. If we armed the animals being hunted, THEN it’d at least be a competitive sport, but getting up at a time when I normally go to bed sucks. Cold weather sucks. And frankly I hate killing things I don’t need to kill. Hell, I hate killing things I DO need to kill.*
* Possible exception, copperheads. Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure they’ll never be extinct.
That said, trophy hunting IS a legal activity. I don’t get pissy about others doing it, it just isn’t my idea of a great time for the aforementioned reasons. I’m not going to go throw paint on hunters in the name of animal rights, because of several reasons… up to and including the fact they pretty much all have guns and I’d prefer a natural death at an old age without ever having been strapped across the hood of an F-250 and driven to a processor where I become sausage.
But even if I was assured they wouldn’t shoot me, I’m not throwing any stones at the guys. I am happy to consume what they bring back, and am aware that as a group they probably contribute more to the conservation of our wildlife and environment than all the Birkenstock wearing PETA protesters combined.
I will kill for food, but currently find it a helluvalot easier to go to Kroger for meat. Should a day come that is not the case, Bambi is toast. Until then, I’ll probably just hunt with a camera. [At a decent hour. While it is warm.]
What I cannot for the life of me understand is guys that are so pissed that a lion named Cecil was killed, skinned and his head removed… when the same people defend Planned Parenthood calmly discussing similar procedures over lunch and joking about it.
I’m not even getting into the abortion discussion, I’m talking about the ghoulish behavior of turning human body parts into a product. If Joseph Mengele was a noted Democrat I guess you’d defend his work too? Pick a side, people. That’s just weird.
Last week nobody posting misty-eyed farewells to Cecil the Lion had heard of “Cecil the Lion”. Now they want to murder a dentist they’d never heard of in defense of a cat they’d never heard of. Just freakin insane.
For heaven’s sake, people, lay off the dentist. Don’t fall for every shiny thing the media puts in your path. There are just a helluvalot bigger problems in the world than a dead cat.