Going into yesterday’s NATO press conference (Biden’s first “big boy” press conference in months), the bar had been set on the rather low side.  There may not have been a bar at all…if this dude shows up and doesn’t literally collapse on stage, it’ll be seen as a win, at least by those who were too timid to actually publicly call for Biden to drop out of the campaign (and presumably to leave office immediately, because if he can’t successfully campaign, he can’t possibly successfully govern).  Those on the other side (and I’m talking exclusively about democrats here, such is the current rift in the party), were praying for a definitive, dispositive cataclysmic shitting of the proverbial bed right there on live TV at the NATO summit.

Despite running an hour and a half late, Old Joe did finally shuffle out to the podium and speak for damn near an hour.  He didn’t collapse dead on the stage, fall off the stage, fall down, wander off, or shit his pants.  But he also introduced Zelensky as “President Putin” (which, btw, holy shit), and referred to Kamala Harris as “Vice President Trump.”  So there was really something for the whole family.  If you wanted to Biden cake his pants and burst into flames so that the dems will have to, please God, run somebody, anybody else, you were left disappointed.  If you wanted to see a strong, engaged Commander in Chief who is clearly In Charge, you were left equally disappointed.  Republicans thought it was a disaster, Democrats thought it was a triumph.  But none of that matters.

All that matters is that Old Joe and the Biden Crime Family saw yesterday’s scripted performance as all the proof anybody needs (with “anybody” here being defined as anyone whose last name is Biden who has been benefiting from the grift) that Joe Biden is indeed the man to win the election and lead the country to four more years of…whatever the fuck this is.

They are not going anywhere.  Not voluntarily.  Rumors are that Obama and Pelosi are in overdrive with plans to throw Joe overboard sooner rather than later.   The truth is that Biden bought himself more time, which he desperately needed.  This will likely be the final nail in the coffin of the Biden presidency: there wasn’t an event last night.  But there will be an event in the coming weeks or months.  And it will be Bad.  It will be what everybody was looking for last night.  And as I write this, it is mid-July.  If this disastrous event doesn’t happen until mid-August or September, when it is truly Too Late….

We live in interesting times, dear reader.

N.P.: “Funeral March” – 2WEI

As predicted, Poopy Joe ain’t going nowhere.  Dems and leftists who were loudly insisting that the president quit the race and make someone who isn’t a houseplant lose to Trump (Joe Scarborough and Jerry Nadler, to name two of many) today suddenly walked all that back and now, as of this morning, were fully in support of Biden remaining in the race.
Dr. Jill did three campaign rallies yesterday without Joe, and Hunter has become the gatekeeper for access to the president.
Yesterday, Chuck Schumer is sticking with old Joe, while Jon Stewart has had enough of the “bullshit excuses” being used to defend Droolin’ Joe’s debate performance and attempt to keep Biden on the ticket.
Today, George Clooney, who hosted a $30 million fundraiser for Biden’s Corpse just three weeks ago came out and said Joe needs to step aside.
Apparently these people have no idea how obviously stupid their sudden panic and outrage are to everybody not in the democrat echo chamber.  It’s as if just before the 2012 election, the media and DNC suddenly “realized” Obama was black.  The rest are just left wondering if these people are actually deluded, or that their hatred of Donald Trump is so ridiculously deep that they have literally blinded themselves to reality.
There are suddenly numerous and stunningly deep fractures within the democrat party, within the press corps, and between the Biden family and all of the above.  The entire left is in disarray, which is never a good position to be in with fewer than four months until the election.

Poopy Joe has a “big boy press conference” (not my term…that’s how the White House characterized it) Thursday at the NATO summit, which is supposed to be the first time he’ll take unscripted questions from the press.  Then there’s the DNC in August in Chicago (which, some of us are old enough to remember the last time the DNC held a contested convention in Chicago…I’m sure this time will be different.
Then there is the second debate against Trump on September 10.
It will be interesting to see not so much how Biden will do in each of these events, but just to see if he’s still able or even around to do them.

In the meantime, We the People are stuck hoping that if we’re attacked, they attack us during the hours of 10:00 and 16:00, except not during naptime or Matlock, etc, and thinking that November 5 can’t get here soon enough and end this long national nightmare as the Summer of Biden grinds on.

N.P.: “Fake Woke” Tom MacDonald

So, dear reader, I wrote this massive thing called Weekend at Joey’s which was a fictitious interview I did with Joe Biden.  It was a pretty vicious take-down of the President using entirely his own unedited quotations.  It attempted to do the press’s job for them (since they have totally abdicated their journalistic duties and become nothing more than the propaganda wing of the democratic party.  It addressed the egregious cover-up and gaslighting about the President’s incompetence and dementia.  As this fake interview goes on, it’s made increasingly clear that Joe Biden is, in fact, dead, and has been so since shortly before taking office.  At one point in the interview, the president’s mandible just falls off, and a couple of aids have to come in and reattach it.

But recent developments have totally taken the proverbial wind out of that piece’s sails.

Which, on the one hand, sucks because I did spend a lot of time on it.  On the other hand, at least now the gaslighting has ended and anyone with even half a brain knows that the President of the United States is non compos mentis and has been so for some time.

Unfortunately, another dark suspicion many of us had prior to the recent Presidential Debate has been confirmed in brutal and undeniable fashion: democrats and the main-stream media (but I repeat myself) are decidedly anti-American and cannot be trusted.  They are so blinded by hate that they worry almost exclusively about keeping Trump out of office at all costs, through and including destroying the country.

We’ve all been seeing the same thing for years now, but now that plausible deniability is off the table, the entire democrat apparatus along with their apparatchiks in the media, are acting as if they suddenly found out something was wrong.  I, along with the rest of the sentient American public, are not buying the gape-mouthed pearl-clutching “oh-we-had-no-idea-things-were-this-bad” horseshit.

Faced with a total loss of credibility even among Trump-hating democrats, the media panicked and blamed the White House Press Secretary, the woefully ill-equipped diversity hire Karine Jean-Pierre and her staff of professional liars for “having misled the press for years” about President Biden’s incompetence.  Again, the public is not buying this bongwash.  Even the day before Debatageddon, KJP was blaming all the myriad footage of President Biden falling on his ass whist trying to ride a bike, falling up various staircases, drifting off so badly in outdoor meetings that he forgets where he is and starts walking into the woods, shitting his pants at the Vatican, trying to shake hands with people who are not there, shitting his pants in Normandy, falling on his face at the Air Force Academy graduation, et cetera, ad nauseum, as “cheap fakes” created by “extremist MAGA republicans (which, what the fuck does “cheap fakes” even mean?  Did she mean deep fakes?  It doesn’t matter: now we all know exactly nothing was faked: it’s all horrifically real.

The Biden Crime Family has circled the wagons, blaming non-Biden staff members for poor debate prep,  with Jill and Hunter greatly restricting access to the president by non-family staff (look for significant staff resignations this coming week).   Hunter has begun attending all high-level meetings with his zombie father, and Jill is asserting  control of the re-elect campaign.  They are insisting that there is NO chance Joe’s going to drop out of the race.  In his disastrous interview with George Stephanopoulos on Friday night, Joe said he would not drop out of the race unless “The Lord Almighty comes down and tells me that.”  So look for the President to be struck by lightning or swallowed by a sinkhole or some other Act of God in the next week.

The most troubling aspect of all of this is the reason why the democrats are melting down: they’ve been watching all the same footage we have for the last several years, but they chose to ignore/not report it.  Until it became obvious that Big Don is going to return to the Presidency.  They seemed not to have the slightest care that a senile old man who can’t finish a simple sentence about Medicare has the nuclear codes.  That someone you wouldn’t even let drive your old beat-up car is, presently, running the world.  Even today, their sole area of concern is that Joe can’t beat Trump.  Their only goal now is to scramble to find someone else to run in the election, not to assume the responsibilities of the president immediately.

This week will be interesting.  If Biden holds on and refuses to step down by the end of the week, he has to run.  But democratic congressmen are saying their first order of business when they return to session tomorrow is figuring out the best path forward.  There are no good ways forward, but the knives are out on all sides.

Poopy Joe has a live press conference on Thursday with NATO leaders, his first live and unscripted appearance since the disastrous debate.  If he’s still in office on Friday morning, the dems are stuck with him.  If he quits before Friday, the dems are stuck with diversity-hire Kamala, the only politician in the country with more dismal approval ratings than the President’s.

On a personal note, I’ve been dealing with close relatives with dementia for years now, and I’ve seen the damage that can be done when a family becomes so scared of a dementia patient that they’d rather just go along and pretend there’s not a problem.  In the meantime, multiple families destroyed, money thrown away.  When the paterfamilias is demented yet still allowed to make decisions and attempt to defy reality and not abdicate their position, disaster is sure to follow.

Two things I’ve learned about dementia patients: 1) they have zero insight into their condition and thus see no need for them to step down from anything (like giving up their driver’s licenses, living alone, etc), and 2) Dementia doesn’t get better.  Ever.  At best, there are good days and bad days.  But we can’t really afford to have a president who has bad days.  Nor can we afford to have a president who is only functional (functional here being defined as vaguely conscious and tangentially aware of What’s Going On) between 10:00 and 16:00.

Not for nothing, but Jill Biden is perhaps the worst wife to have ever wifed.  She should be not just ashamed of her conduct regarding Joe, she should be as disgusted as the rest of us are.  It’s your job to protect your spouse when they get sick, not to exploit them into the grave for your own money and power.  Talk about toxic femininity.  She’s just a disgusting human.

I’ve heard some dem talking heads suddenly suggesting that “it’s time to start playing chess.”  Now it’s time?  Here’s the problem with old democrats and the chess analogy: it is impossible to play, let alone win at chess when each particular piece has its own agenda and schedule and priorities and will never even consider sacrificing themselves to win the match.  As pissed off as the dems are about the Supreme Court and Roe v Wade being overturned, et cetera, none of these problems would exist for them if Ruth Bader Ginsberg had taken her party’s advice and stepped down during the Obama administration.  Another liberal judge would have been appointed.  But she refused to step down and died under the Trump administration.  And the rest is history.  But the democratic ego doesn’t seem to consider any cause beyond their immediate enrichment or empowerment, and seem to have serious problems “taking one for the team.”  They will never let go of power once they’ve taken it.

This is far and away the most fascinating political period in my lifetime.  We’re talking Shakespearian-level drama and intrigue…with Jill Biden cast clearly as Lady MacBeth, natch.  Friends are making a big deal out of House of the Dragon right now, but honestly, I quit watching this week: Game of Thrones is a huge snooze compared to what’s going on in the Season Finale of The United States.  And I am so here for it.

N.P.: “Too Good At Raising Hell” – The Struts

Happy Independence Day, dear American reader!

N.P.: “Surfin’ Bird” – Sodom

The best way to gain control of the most intelligent and powerful species on the planet would be to completely divide them from the love within themselves.  As soon as they are old enough to begin creating an understanding of who they are, force them into a system that teaches them that it is wrong to be yourself if yourself is different from what is accepted as normal.  Confuse them about their own biological makeup so that they think that permanently altering their body is the answer to happiness.  Require their daily attendance at an institution that makes them focus only on the information that is provided.  Make them attend that institution from age 5 until adulthood, and repeatedly test them on the information so that it becomes their truth.  Give them an explanation to everything so that they never have to make their own assumptions of the world.  Scold them and humiliate them if they suggest an opinion that opposes that of their authorities.  Keep reminding them of how cruel their ancestors were to each other in the past and broadcast how cruel they are to each other in the present.  Only show them tragedies on the news so that they live in fear and think the worst of one another.  Convince them that their species used to be that of an incognizant wild animal.  Make them think that their very existence is so incredibly random that they lack purpose and struggle to make sense of a creator.  Tell them that their kind is as smart as they’ve ever been so that they don’t question the integrity of the system that they’re in.  Provide them idols with artificial beauty and use them as examples of what it is to look perfect so that they’re never content with their own appearance and can’t help but to compare themselves amongst each other.

N.P.: “King Without a Kingdom” – Sonia Leigh, Rob the Man

Time has truly spun out of control for me, dear reader.  Okay, maybe not “spun out of control” exactly…more like sped up dramatically.  I’m not exaggerating when I say that weeks now seem to be the length of days, and pass with the same rapidity as days used to pass.  Months seem like weeks used to, and entire years seem to pass as quickly as months used to.

I find this temporal trend quite alarming.

N.P.: “Millennium” – Killing Joke

Either I’m going mad or there is a definite conspiracy afoot in the world, a conspiracy of fatness and blindness, backed up by a sinister mindless kind of reasoning …. ~ HST

I am legitimately confused by a whole helluva lot when it comes to American society today.  Most of it, really.  Then there are certain things I am completely disgusted by when it comes to American Society today.  I am unfortunately both confused and disgusted by the cowardliness and pusillanimity  that has spread across this once badass land.

I could here list some of the things I’ve seen this week and go off on some screed about all the different ways the behavior of my fellow Americans has become unacceptably vaginal, but I won’t let myself.  Instead I’ll just focus on one particularly pathetic topic: the alleged squatting crisis.

First of all, fuck you: what crisis?  There is no crisis.  Why would there be a crisis of squatting?  The only way that would be possible is if more than one American came home to find someone else in their house and didn’t know what to do.  And if this is actually the case, it  is a massive and absolutely shameful problem.

Suddenly some people seem significantly more worried about “squatters’ rights” than their own rights.    Holy shit.  What’s going on with these people?  These so-called Americans?  What happened to balls, and hubris?    What happened to just doing what needs to be done without having to first consider the legal ramifications like some old lady?

I do have some sympathy…after all we’re living in a reality where the federal government has intentionally flooded the country with criminals and then began prosecuting citizens for defending themselves.

But whatever sympathy I may have quickly dissipates because fuck this government.  And that’s kind of the point.  The American public, at least half of them, have been educated right out of the ability to question and even resent the government, and instead they revere the government and its officials almost as parents, upon which they are dependents.  “Can’t make my own decisions anymore…gotta wait to hear what the government says.”  Well, fuck that.    Absolutely fuck that, sans lube or any pretense of foreplay.  Do my fellow Americans not remember that “when government fear the people, there is freedom.  When people fear the government, there is tyranny”?  When I was working in the state prison, there was a saying that was very popular with the corrections officers: “I’d rather be judged by 12 than carried by six.”  I shouldn’t have to explicate this, but apparently to the present crappy crop of Americans, it’s necessary:  if you feel like your life, family, well-being, or way of life is being threatened, immediately eliminate the threat by any and all means necessary, and legal consequences be damned: better to spend the next year in court testifying to a jury that they would have done the exact same thing you did than to not have the opportunity to defend yourself in court because you are dead due to failure to shoot back, you didn’t know what to do, et cetera.  In other words, I’m going to do whatever I think I need to do to protect myself and my family, and the law can go fuck itself.

I guess the real issue undergirding all of this ridiculousness for me is the absolutely pitiful learned helplessness and dependence on the fucking government for basic decision making.  People seemed to lose all balls at some point during the bullshit COVID lockdowns.  Which is a huge, nightmarish topic to get in to.  So we’re going to have to shortcut for the sake of time.  Brace yourself:

The current US government does NOT have your best interests in mind.  In fact, I believe the present administration and its woke supporters are decidedly anti-American.  They are certainly anti-white and anti-male.  And I suspect (and sincerely hope) they will hang for their crimes.  I’m thinking something like Mr. and Mrs. Mussolini, being machine-gunned and then hanged upside down would be appropriate for the entirety of the current administration.

Look…this isn’t complicated.  If someone comes into your home uninvited while you are home, shoot them.  If someone comes into your home uninvited while you are out, come home and shoot them.  And if someone comes into your home uninvited while you and your family are away on vacation, shoot them as soon as you get home.  If you are silly enough not to own multiple firearms, then use whatever is on-hand to destroy the unwanted presence.  That these simple rules are no longer  innate and instinctual in much of the current U.S. populace is both disheartening and alarming.

And I’m not talking out of turn…in 2006, I came home to my shitty apartment to find three dudes inside my home, with a chair under the front door knob to block my entrance.  I was completely alone and unarmed.  The second I saw the chair under the door, I started kicking my way in, which probably took three seconds.   Within five seconds of kicking in the door, the threat had been eliminated, never to return.

If you are away and come home to discover some shitbag pretending they live there, your first reaction should not be to consult a lawyer – you’re first reaction should be to click the safety off on your AR.  They can sue you all you want after they’re dead.  And they can deliver your summons or arrest you in your own house, not out in some shitty rented RV parked in front of what was apparently legally formally your house.

Post Script: There was recently a bullshitty meme question that popped up in my feed, which asked, “If someone broke into your house and took whatever was on top of your fridge, what would they get?”

My answer: “Shot.”

And I got a bunch of shit about it, exclusively from liberal white women whining and lecturing about the value of property versus the value of human life.  One even sent a follow up meme which basically asked what I’d do if someone messed with my dog.  My response was the same: lethal gunfire.  I was then hit with outrage and indignation: “You are literally saying a dog’s life is more valuable than a human life.”  Of course, I corrected her: “That is not at all what I’m saying.  I’m saying my dog’s life is more valuable than some shitbag’s life…no question, no hesitation.”

The truth is I would open up the guns on  somebody who tried to take the ashes from the bottom of my bar-b-que.  And I find it strange and pathetic that not everybody thinks this way.

Sack up, America.

N.P.: “God’s Gonna Cut You Down” – Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

I was reading a post from one of my hippie friends bitching about “fake, made-up holidays.”  I’ve heard similarly dim people speak derisively about “Hallmark Holidays.”  What twaddle.

Rather than spend the next half hour hurling invective at this stupidity like Zeus hurls lightning bolts at mortals, I will instead rhetorically ask the questions I would as this person if she was here.

First, define your terms: what is a fake or made-up holiday?  I guess most importantly, what is your definition of “made up”?  Can you give me an example of a fake holiday?  Now give me an example of a real (non-fake) holiday.  What exactly is the difference between the two?

This type of world view truly baffles me.  What sort of myopic historical perspective must one have to think that…Jesus.  Okay, look: all holidays are made up.  How the fuck else do you think they came to be?  Like certain holidays always existed in the Empyrion and when the guys sat down to create the first calendar, they said to themselves, “Okay…the only rules are 12 months, 52 weeks, and 12 months…seven days a week…other than that, go nuts.  Oh wait…we can’t forget about the holidays…we have this list of holidays given to us from On High…so these holidays have to celebrated on these specific days.  But other than that, go nuts.”

Listen, Sunshine: all the holidays, like all of the calendars, like time itself, are made-up.

N.P.: “Cinnamon Girl” – Jeff Russo, Noah Hawley