Saturday, February 28, 2015

News Of The Unveiling Of Eric Holder’s Portrait Gets Brushed Aside For THIS?

Milking his departure for all its worth, Eric Holder, America’s longest serving race-baiter attorney general—the man who once called America a nation of cowards—appeared at the unveiling of his portrait where The World’s Most Dangerous Community Organizer wiped away a tear as he bid his discordant crony goodbye while Americans grieve the passing of our Constitutional Republic.

This nugget would have received far more attention had news not emerged from the Soviet Union Mother Russia that Vladimir Putin’s “fiercest critic”, Boris Nemtsov, was gunned down like a dog in a “politically motivated” “contract killing” in the shadow of the Kremlin as he crossed the Bolshoy Moskvoretsky Bridge which spans the Moskva River just outside St. Basil’s Cathedral in the heart of Moscow. He was shot four times in the back.

Few Russkies own guns so when comrades are murdered, particularly when they are prominent politicians, notable businessmen, or journalists, it is an ordered execution and the assailant is never identified.

Among those who have died this way were journalists Anna Politkovskaya, who was shot in the elevator of her home in 2006, and Paul Klebnikov, who was shot in the back on the street in 2004.

Such murders often go unsolved because of the interwoven nature of criminality and Russian officialdom. In the Politkovskaya case, for instance, it was established that one of the killers was with the FSB, the Russian security agency. But the trail went cold after that; no higher-ups were ever fingered. 

Since 2000, there have been at least 16 journalists murdered in Russia. In not a single case has the person who ordered the killing been arrested and in the majority of cases, the mastermind has been neither identified nor sought.

The FSB is permeated with siloviki loyal to their roots that go back to the Bolsheviks’ first political police known as the Cheka.

All important decisions in Russia are made and carried out by a tiny group of men who served alongside Comrade Colonel Putin in the KGB and who come from his home town of St Petersburg.

It is important to note that the BBC is reporting that Nemtsov was murdered in an area “which is always tightly policed and where security cameras are everywhere you look.”

Putin ordered Russia's top law enforcement chiefs to personally oversee the investigation of Nemtsov's killing.  Putin’s spokesman, Dmitry Peskov, said Putin would take the investigation into Nemtsov’s death under “personal control.”  I think it is safe to conclude that Vlad will make certain that whoever let this get out will be severely dealt with at FSB Headquarters in Lubyanka Square then sent to a reeducation camp and then to a Siberian gulag.  So comrade, don’t forget to bring a warm jacket and a shovel if, that is, you are allowed to live.

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Friday, February 27, 2015

Do I Need To Learn Morse Code?

This morning I was sipping a delightfully exuberant fusion of hibiscus, orange peel, rose hips and passion fruit flowers in my cup of hot tea regaling in the serenity of an inviting morning of bright sunshine as the last vestiges of snow were melting from the wintery storm we received this week.

Sophie, my little furkid, was peacefully enjoying her breakfast when suddenly there was the impious racket of a jackhammer on the house.  It lasted just a few seconds.  I knew what it was, but Sophie was startled by it and jumped in my lap.  Moments later there was another barrage which further panicked my little girl.

I jumped up and moved toward the window where the sound had emanated and witnessed a red-bellied woodpecker fly into the oak tree at the edge of my property.

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I threw on a heavy jacket and my Elmer Fudd hat with flaps to keep my ears warm and walked around the house to see if there was any evidence of holes.  Having been out of town for two weeks, I thought it wise to see if that peckerwood had done any damage during my absence.  Fortunately, I found no signs that Casa de Curmudgeon had been under attack before this morning.

I know that when a woodpecker strikes at your house immediate action should be taken to avoid any damage.  My house is made of brick, but the gables are HardiePlank® Lap Siding, a fiber and cement siding.

Recommendations for visual and sound deterrents can be found there and I decided to hop on the Amazon website to peruse the deterrents that were available.  I nixed the idea of Irri-Tape because I don’t want the house looking like a tacky used car lot.  I read some of the reviews on the sound deterrents.  The reviewers noted that some of the products were loud enough to annoy your neighbors.  While my house sits on an acre of land and doubt the neighbors would be adversely affected, I considered that I might not like hearing the noise.  I finally settled on an owl decoy that will be delivered tomorrow.

I also called my pest control guy and made an appointment for him to do a follow-up spritzing of pesticide on the outside of my house just to be on the safe side since Woody the Woodpecker subsists on insects.  I don’t allow squatters no matter their size, especially bugs.

I know what you’re going to say.  “Hey Curmudgeon, why not just shoot the little dickens like you do those rascally squirrels?”  Yes, I am in a diminutive conflict with General Nehemiah Puffchecks and Oliver Acorn and I slay their bushy-tailed forces with glee, but it seems that all species of woodpeckers are somewhat protected by federal laws and intentionally killing them is illegal.

Finally, I am going to learn Morse Code so I can be a badass like Walt Kowalski in Gran Torino and tell that pecker to “get off my lawn” in a rat-a-tat-tat language he can understand.

--. . - / --- ..-. ..-. / -- -.-- / .-.. .- .-- -.
(Translated:  GET OFF MY LAWN)

Madness Not Confined to March

It's almost that time! Time for Obama to neglect his golf game, vacations and celebrity dinners at the White House, to shoulder the heavy burden of picking college basketball teams! Unfortunately, the Madness is not confined to March!

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Farewell And Godspeed Mr. Spock

To say I am a Star Trek fan would be an understatement.  Don’t get me wrong, I don’t fit the Trekkie mold, but I’ve seen every Star Trek movie ever made and sometimes I will binge watch Star Trek The Next Generation on a rainy, gloomy Saturday afternoon.

We learned that Leonard Nimoy, the star singularly identified as Mr. Spock, died today at his home in Bel Air of end-stage chronic obstructive pulmonary disease.  He was 83.  You can read his obit in The New York Times.

The actor first announced that he was suffering from the illness last year. "I quit smoking 30 yrs ago,” Nimoy tweeted at the time.  “Not soon enough.”

"Smokers, please understand," he continued, "If you quit after you're diagnosed with lung damage it's too late." 

Is it too much to hope for a Genesis Wave to bring back our friend?  May he live long and prosper within our souls. 

I have been and always shall be your fan.

And my favorite tweet:

Thursday, February 26, 2015

John, If Things Are So Peachy, Why The Long Face?

I never tire to resurrecting that question when it comes to John Forbes Kerry.  Ketchup Boy, who testified before the Senate Foreign Affairs Committee on Wednesday, said:
“And frankly—and last thing, this is counterintuitive but it’s true: Our citizens, our world today is actually, despite ISIL, despite the visible killings that you see and how horrific they are, we are actually living in a period of less daily threat to Americans and to people in the world than normally— less deaths, less violent deaths today than through the last century. And so even the concept of state war has changed in many people’s minds, and we’re seeing now more asymmetrical kinds of struggles.”
Utter stupidity has no limits. 

“The Islamic State awaits the army of ‘Rome,’ whose defeat at Dabiq, Syria, will initiate the countdown to the apocalypse,’ wrote Graeme Wood at The Atlantic.

FBI Director James Comey has said his bureau is investigating possible ISIS supporters in all 50 states.

James Clapper, Director of National Intelligence, starkly testified before the Senate Armed Services Committee, “When the final accounting is done, 2014 will have been the most lethal year for global terrorism in the 45 years such data has been compiled.

Here’s the pull quote from The Washington Times:
“If ISIL were to substantially increase the priority it places on attacking the West rather than fighting to maintain and expand territorial control, then the group’s access to radicalized Westerners who have fought in Syria and Iraq would provide a pool of operatives who potentially have access to the United States and other Western countries,” he said. “Since the conflict began in 2011, more than 20,000 foreign fighters—at least 3,400 of whom are Westerners—have gone to Syria from more than 90 countries.”

Monday, February 23, 2015

Friday, February 20, 2015

The Keys To The Liquor Cabinet Are Again In My Hands

Two weeks ago, I hastily emailed co-blogger Proof asking him to take the reins here at Political Clown Parade while I was out of town assisting a dear friend’s recovery from carotid artery surgery (carotid endarterectomy).

I had no idea how long I would be away and trusted Proof to pick up my slack.  He published 13, count ‘em 13, posts on Brian Williams’ lost credibility and nothing for the weekly “Flowing Curves of Beauty” the menfolks have become accustomed to seeing here each Monday. In October 2014 he posted a tongue-in-cheek Curves featuring Star Trek hotties but nothing this time around.  What’s up wid dat?

His reply to my email, which I only got to read this afternoon after unpacking the car and doing laundry, said “…I hope you stocked the liquor cabinet better than last time.  Last time I had to survive an entire week with only domestic champagne!”

I promise we here at Political Clown Parade will post the regularly-scheduled Flowing Curves of Beauty this coming Monday and I thank Proof for picking up my slack while I was away.  I just hope he doesn’t complain about the contents of the liquor cabinet again.

My friend is doing much better and I’m glad to be home where I can sleep in my own bed again.  The liquor cabinet needs to restocked and my stash of chocolate fondue ingredients is severely depleted.  I guess that's a small price to pay for Proof's help during my absence.

Seriously though, Proof did a good job and I thank him for his hard work trying to keep the content coming for our readers.

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Wednesday, February 18, 2015

The Press and Other Forms of Propaganda

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When I picked out today's Quote du jour:
One cannot wage war under present conditions without the support of public opinion, which is tremendously molded by the press and other forms of propaganda.
from Douglas MacArthur, I don't recall if I noticed just how biting the last part of that quote was: "the press and other forms of propaganda".

Earlier in the week, in a conversation with a commenter, I brought up the instance of Dan Rather's infamous presidential interviews of 1988, Of George H.W. Bush and Michael Dukakis.

First, Fake but Accurate Rather interviewed Gov. Mike Dukakis. Dan tossed him a softball with an extremely open ended question, "Tell us about the Massachusetts Miracle", which was essentially an invitation for Dukakis to give a stump speech. (Poor Mike, in the dustbin of history, doesn't even rate a spot in my current computer's Spell Check.)

The next evening when Rather interviewed Bush, it started with an ambush about Iran/Contra, along the lines of "When did you stop beating your wife?"

This particular ploy backfired when Rather's gotcha moment got George H. W.'s Irish up and Bush stood up to Rather's bullying tactics and scored points among the American people, whose views about journalists were bad, but could not then have predicted their 21st. Century lows.

Looking at the news as "propaganda", let's take a look at some of the other techniques they have used over the years. (This will by no means be exhaustive, just some of those things I have personally witnessed.)

One technique favored by our friends at CBS, was to let no good news stand alone. I recall one December, I believe it was 1997. The unemployment news was good:

In December of '97, the unemployment rate was 4.9%, and that was a time before all the contortions modern presidents (*cough* Obama *cough*) go through to hide unemployment. "a record 64.1 percent of the population held jobs at the end of the year"..."U.S. businesses created 370,000 jobs" that December. Obama would kill for numbers like that!

So how was this good news handled during a Republican administration? Dan Rather would look into the camera and read the statistics in a rather (pun intended) flat monotone. And then, Dan would perk up. He had a story to tell, complete with videotape. After giving the American public the best possible news about unemployment, Dan would say something like, but things aren't so rosy for Joe Slobotnik of Bethlehem, PA. Joe's been out of work for two months and it doesn't look like there are going to be any presents under the tree for Joe's family this Christmas. (Cut to video of Joe's waif like sad eyed munchkins)

Follow the good news, "jobless rate at 24 year low", with a tear jerking, emotional piece to leave people emotionally spent, with the impression that wow, things ust not be all that great!

A similar technique was used in promoting or opposing any particular piece of legislation favored by dishonest, Left leaning MSM journalists (but I repeat myself!). As I recall, any news regarding legislation before Congress had both sides presented. The conservative or Republican position was represented by a statement, read by the news anchor, in his most professional, dispassionate fashion. The Democrat/ liberal side of the news was invariably presented by more than one proponent/opponent, who was shown on tape, giving their most impassioned arguments.

Technically, you got both sides, but practically, the most persuasive arguments were from those selected to have their arguments presented in the first person. And they were invariably liberals.

Last but not least, is a technique I first noticed in the print media. I'd see a story about some politician, and I would marvel at how they managed to find such an unflattering photo. At first, I dismissed it as "news photos, shot on the fly" rather than posed, but there were just so many of them...people caught with their eyes closed, mouths open, funny expressions on their faces, but what's the saying? Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times, it's enemy action. It was happening far too often to be coincidence or happenstance. There was a guiding hand behind the selection of the pictures used.

In the spirit of full disclosure, I have adopted this rule of thumb for my own Photoshops. I may need to use a photo of someone, but I am by no means obligated to use the most flattering picture I can find. Liberals, you have sown to the wind, you shall reap the whirlwind.

I have taken journalism classes from the crusading editor and publisher of the San Francisco Bay Guardian, Bruce Brugmann, and, although I have not seen it used there, I wouldn't be surprised if Alinsky's Rules for Radicals was required reading for advanced studies.

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Why It's a Mistake to Call What Brian Williams Did a "Mistake"

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I keep running across people who call what Brian Williams did a "mistake", because obviously, we can forgive anyone for making a mistake. I mean, everybody makes mistakes, right? Except that Williams didn't "mistakenly" describe a death defying helicopter ride he never took. He lied about it. Repeatedly. For over a decade.

I've taken many flights in commercial aircraft, and though I can't remember the details of most of them, one flight I do. The plane I was on got hit by lightning in mid air. It was like being inside a big, old fashioned flashbulb. A flash and a pop and then a little retina afterimage before things when back to normal.

The plane wasn't seriously damaged, but I believe it affected the avionics. The plane seemed to yaw a bit more than usual, so combined with some wind shear at our destination airport, we were diverted to a safer landing spot.

Now I don't remember reading about it and placing myself in the plane, I don't remember someone telling me about it and it was such a nifty story I started telling it as if I was there, I was there. It was unusual enough that though I'd have to look up which airport was my original destination and which airport we were diverted to (along with a long party bus trip to our original destination), but I remember being in that aircraft when it was hit.

If I suddenly changed that story to taking damage from an air to air missile, that would not be a "mistake", it would be a lie. You can play semantic games and say it would be a 'mistake' for me to lie, but the mistake is secondary. Dishonesty is the primary thing. It goes to character. The fact is that Williams showed this appalling lack of character for over a decade, just because he could get away with it.

I may make a mistake in my checkbook, but it's a one time thing. I might make a different mistake, but I won't repeat the same mistake time and time again, keep the same erroneous balance year after year. I'll correct it with my next statement and try awfully hard not to repeat it. And then forget about it. Mistakes are momentary lapses in judgement, not a lifestyle.

Brian Williams is the Baron von Munchausen of the Nightly News. His wounds are largely self inflicted. Feel sorry for him or not. BW will be an obscure question on trivial Pursuit before he ever regains a tenth of the credibility he's lost.

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Friday, February 6, 2015

The Continuing Saga of Brian Williams

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The Road To A Friend’s House Is Never Long

I’m off to visit my friend who is being released from the hospital this afternoon following carotid endarterectomy surgery.

When I traveled to her home two weeks ago to celebrate her 74th birthday I was told she was scheduled for the surgery on Wednesday February 4th.  Her son has kept in close touch with me because she was in a little trouble following the surgery.  Her blood gases contained too much carbon dioxide and her oxygen saturation was too low.  She had to stay in the hospital for another night.

They had her using a bipap machine rather than intubating her in order to raise the oxygen content in her blood stream.  She had a few other problems that were minor and now I’ve gotten word from her son that she will be released this afternoon.

I have been busily packing my stuff for the 3-hour trip to provide assistance during her recovery.  I don’t know how long I will be away, but I am counting on Proof to take the reins here to provide content while I’m away.

I’ve given him the keys to the liquor cabinet before and he’s done a wonderful job and I know he’ll do a good job for our readers this time as well.

Sophie, my little furkid, knows by the flurry of activity that something is up.  She’s a wonderful companion but she hates the big rigs that go past us on the highway.  In any event, when we get to my friend’s house she’ll have Teddy and Tika to play with while I help my friend get better.

I hope everyone will enjoy Proof’s posts.  I thank you all for your patience.  Life sometimes interrupts.  I just thank God he brought my friend through the surgery and I hope he guides me well during my stay with my long-time bestest friend.

Man Who Rides A Girl’s Bicycle Should Get Off His High Horse

I won’t attempt to give you a history lesson here.  You can research the Crusades if you’re not familiar with the campaigns to restore Christian access to the Holy Land and, in particular, Jerusalem more than 900 years ago.

I’m damned tired of “the smartest president in history” behaving as though his beloved religion is superior to Christianity.  I’m equally exhausted with him cherry-picking scriptures from the Bible and then mangling them beyond recognition.

Shut the hell up you sanctimonious so-and-so.  Just shut your damned pie hole.

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Brian Williams: The Most Terrific Liar You Ever Saw

Suffering from delusions of grandeur, NBC news anchor Brian Williams has been caught in a lie.  Check that.  A couple of lies.

Fancying himself a kind of Col. Jessup from A Few Good Men, Williams willfully lied to portray his counterfeit bravery.  The claim that his helicopter was hit by RPG and AK-47 fire in Iraq has crumbled and now he is assiduously attempting to salvage his career.

For over 10 years Williams has repeated his half-truth of heroic survival and even told it again as recently as last Friday night, during a Rangers game when NBC did a special segment about one of the soldiers who protected him in Iraq.

He was busted when Stars & Stripes, a military newspaper, asked the helicopter crew members about that fateful day and they had a different story to tell: the truth.

He lies as easily as his hero Law Professor/Community Organizer president and rivals his smugness.

Someone should remind Williams his lies are tantamount to stolen valor.

UPDATE 6:54PM: Brian Williams lied about seeing “entire war plan” for Iraq invasion on Facebook.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Damn You

Upon returning home from running errands yesterday I turned on the TV at the moment when Catherine Herridge, Fox News’ Chief Intelligence Correspondent, was describing the grisly death of Jordan’s fighter pilot Moaz al-Kasasbeh at the hands of ISIS.
Herridge has viewed all of the beheading videos produced by the savages, but her telling of what she saw in this instance was far different—she was noticeably unsettled by the images and the sounds of “primal screams” as Kasasbeh was literally roasted alive.
Until now, the greatest trick the Devil has pulled was convincing the world there was only one of him.
I walked around the house aimlessly.  I felt an anger growing inside me that I can scarcely describe.  I tried in vain to busy myself with other things, but the rage had overtaken me.
I sat at the computer trying to cobble together my thoughts.  They were hateful; they were disturbing and quite frankly, they frightened me. I sifted through hundreds of news reports looking for answers.  None could be found. 
The World’s Most Dangerous Community Organizer said in an interview with CNN's Fareed Zakaria about why we are not at war with Islamic extremism, "I don't quibble with labels. I think we all recognize that this is a particular problem that has roots in Muslim communities. But I think we do ourselves a disservice in this fight if we are not taking into account the fact that the overwhelming majority of Muslims reject this ideology."

Why the fucking hell is this White House behaving as though it were Islam's public relations consultant?  These animals call themselves the Islamic State.  The label is right there in the name.  Right fucking there.  There is no end to this reign of terror, depravity and contempt for human life and we have a chickenshit president.
If the “overwhelming majority of Muslims reject the ideology” of ISIS can someone explain to me why ISIS erected movie screens across Raqqa to play the video of the Jordanian pilot being burned alive over and over again?
Back in October 2014, David Horowitz wrote:
“Obama hated the Iraq War so much that he was willing to betray all the American soldiers who gave their lives to keep Iraq out of the clutches of Iran and safe from the terrorist threat. If Obama had just listened to the advice of his military staff, there would be no ISIS today. Obama’s deliberate, calculated surrender of Iraq (and soon Afghanistan) and failure to stop Syria’s Assad when he crossed Obama’s red line is the greatest and gravest dereliction of duty in the history of the American presidency.” 
“And make no mistake, Obama was not alone. For ten years the Democrats have been sabotaging the war on terror, beginning with their disgraceful scorched earth campaign against President Bush and the War in Iraq and continuing with their full-throated cry for the abandonment of Iraq after Bush had won the peace and contained the terrorist threat. Their support for Obama’s appeasement of Iran and Hamas, his support for the Muslim Brotherhood, and his diplomatic assault on Israel, America’s only true ally in the Middle East, is not only a national disgrace but the heart of the crisis that is looming on the international horizon.”
Noah Rothman nails it:
“Sorry to say, but this is not the time for talk of making sure that the terrorists are degraded and ultimately defeated, Mr. President. This is the time to seize the initiative. The world—including those always most prone to stay on the sidelines—is experiencing a moment of outrage and you need to seize on it. Jordan is rushing out captives to hang them in the public square. Even the Japanese are vowing action and revenge. This is the moment and it calls for a stand reminiscent of George H. W. Bush at the dawn of the first Gulf War. Call for a tally of all of our allies and those who waver to declare who is on our side and who is on the side of the monsters. Go back into Iraq and into Syria. I know that you ran two campaigns on the promise that we would not have ‘boots on the ground’ over there, but you will be forgiven in light of world events. And you won’t have to ‘go it alone.’ The nations of the world will send their troops to march, including even some Arab states. The time is now, but the moment will slip away if we let it.” 
“Unfortunately, I don’t believe that Barack Obama or his advisers will listen to this advice. The world is ready to go and an army could be led onto the field in Iraq and Syria in numbers which haven’t been seen in a generation. ISIS claims they want a fight with the west. This is the moment when a true leader could show them (and Iran, North Korea and the rest of the world) that you should be careful what you wish for. In this case I hope that Barack Obama proves me wrong and steps up to lead. If he does, I’ll be behind him.”
I say a little thermite and some NP2 strategically delivered via hellfire missiles to those movie screens erected in Raqqa would make one helluva purifying fire.

Monday, February 2, 2015

That Such Men Lived: Chris Kyle Day

Last Friday, while speaking at the Texans Veterans of Foreign Affairs Convention, Governor Greg Abbott declared February 2, 2015 Chris Kyle Day in honor of one of the most decorated snipers in American history.
“In honor of a Texas son, a Navy SEAL and an American hero—a man who defended his brothers and sisters in arms on and off the battlefield—I am declaring February 2nd Chris Kyle Day in Texas. We will commemorate his passing, but more importantly, remember his answering of the call of duty,” Abbott said.
Today marks the second anniversary of Kyle’s death at the Rough Creek Lodge in Glen Rose, TX where he and friend Chad Littlefield were gunned down while trying to help a fellow soldier coping with PTSD.
Friend and co-blogger, Proof, posted a great article here at PCP after he had gone to see the now indisputable box office smash American Sniper.  According to Screen Crush, the movie has grossed over $248.9M since its opening on January 16, 2015.
Last Friday, I took the opportunity to see the movie.  It was explosive and sorrowful.  I sat still throughout the film reacting only at the end when director Clint Eastwood included video clips of the 10-mile long funeral procession that traveled the 200 miles from Midlothian to Austin where Chief Petty Officer Chris Kyle would be laid to rest.  Thousands lined the route on a cold, rainy day to pay their respects as the white hearse carrying his remains drove past.
Eastwood made certain that moviegoers knew unequivocally that Chris Kyle was a man of faith by showing the importance of the little Bible he tucked into his flak jacket for each of his four tours of duty. 
The Bible makes several appearances in the film.  In the book, Kyle wrote, “I’d carried a Bible with me.  I hadn’t read it all that much, but it had always been with me.”  At one point in the film, Kyle tells his C.O. that he doesn’t know what a Qur’an looks like. But he can spot a Bible, and he knows what’s important about it without bothering to find out what it says.
Eastwood’s use of the image of the little Bible was a powerful testament to who Chris Kyle was.  When he was learning to hunt, his dad scolded him to never leave his gun in the dirt.  The last image we see of his final tour in Iraq shows both his gun and the little Bible left behind in the dirt as a choking sandstorm overtakes the landscape.
At the end of the film, everyone sat motionless, gathering themselves after seeing the horror of war and the mental torment it inflicts on our brave warriors.  Everyone filed out of the auditorium in perfect silence.  They were thinking what I was thinking:  That such men lived.
“I consider it an indispensible duty to close this last solemn act of my official life by commending the interests of our dearest country to the protection of Almighty God and those who have the superintendence of them into his Holy keeping.”General George Washington at Valley Forge

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Sunday, February 1, 2015

Super Bowl XLIX: My Balls Are Perfect

Well, here we are.  The big day.  The day when the Seattle Seahawks and the New England Patriots take to the field for Super Bowl XLIX.  Big whoop.

I don’t know how you feel about this year’s contest, but I for one, couldn’t be more disappointed in the teams that made it to Phoenix.  Honestly, you’ve got loudmouthed asses who think they are gods.  You’ve got the media who fall all over nut jobs like, well, you name the jerk…

My disappointment is not only with the two teams but the League as well.  They know damn good and well who is responsible for the underinflated footballs and yet are withholding that information until after the game as Commissioner Roger Goodell says, because “We want the truth.  That’s what I think our fans want.  That’s what our clubs want.  And so what we want to do is make sure we find the truth.  If there are violations of the rules, we take them seriously, particularly when they deal with the integrity of the game and the rules.”

How effing mealy-mouthed.

The NFL is full of cheaters and beaters.  That’s the problem. 

The fans deserve far better than what they are receiving.  I used to get excited about watching the game.  Hell, I was lucky enough to go to Super Bowl XXVIII in 1994 when the Cowboys beat the Bills in the Georgia Dome.

There is no such excitement at Casa de Curmudgeon today and there’s no Super Bowl Party as in years past. 

If my rationale is lacking consider these 26 disappointing facts about this year’s Super Bowl.