The Inevitable New The Inevitable Trump Mocking Thread
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Hüsker Dü
DA
Ah poor thing, your constant insecurity problem is showing . . . there you are stuck between the 'elites' and the 'other's' like always.
Nonononono
PREMIER
What’s that tiny knob creeping up from his loin?
Sheriff Joe
DA
Which one are you?
Hüsker Dü
DA
It's the situation you have illustrated as your own, not mine.
Sheriff Joe
DA
Mow? You always were a commie bastard.
That spelling is a dog whistle code for other commies.
Hüsker Dü
DA
Quit crying because your code is so obvious, no need to break it.
Since YOU brought up " Code ".....
When are YOU going to follow
any type of " Ethics Code "....Hmmmmm.
You might want to just put a sock in it Spola.....
Your hand is on the door knob....my advice to YOU
is just let go and move on to another subject.
Sheriff Joe
DA
This is what’s passes as comedy on the left.
Hüsker Dü
DA
Who told you that.
“Republicans who support Trump know he is degrading office of presidency & harming America’s security. But they are willing to go along with hurting their country because they think it keeps them in power. Which is pretty much the definition of what it means not to be a patriot."
Conservative political activist Stuart Stevens, after pointing out that t apparently does not know how to change the channel on his TV.
Conservative political activist Stuart Stevens, after pointing out that t apparently does not know how to change the channel on his TV.
Sheriff Joe
DA
Almost as good as bush not knowing what a grocery scanner was.
Sheriff Joe
DA
A California School Kept a Gruesome MS-13 Slaughter Within Its Ranks a Secret from the Public. Was It a Political Move?
Posted at 5:36 pm on August 10, 2019 by Alex Parker
Jailed men identified by authorities as gang members from the Mara Salvatrucha (MS) sit in handcuffs as they are transferred to the Zacatras high security prison in Zacatecoluca, El Salvador, Thursday, Jan. 31, 2019. According to a statement from the Public Security Ministry, 32 gang members accused of killing security forces in recent months were transferred from smaller jails across the country to this maximum security prison to await trial. (AP Photo/Moises Castillo)
Wow.
In October 2017, an absolutely ghastly crime was committed — one poised for national headlines. Yet, there’s a good chance you’ve never heard of it.
Was Donald Trump wrong to characterized MS-13 members as animals (see more here)? Some on the Left thought so. Or, at least, said as much.
Regardless, the following transpired in Lake Balboa, California.
16-year-old Panorama High School student Brayan Andino was befriended by two female peers who were Mara Salvatrucha associates.
The girls lured Brayan to the lake. Members of the gang’s Fulton faction were waiting.
The gang beat Brayan to death. Afterward, they dismembered him and cut out his heart. His body was tossed into a canyon.
Oddly, after the teen disappeared, the school stayed silent. No announcements were made in an effort to help find him. Two months later — when the boy’s body was found — still nothing. No message to students. No condolences to the family. No attempt to alert parents, pupils, or teachers to the nature of the crime — horrifying evidence of the El Saldadorean organization’s dangerous and lurking presence.
According to the Los Angeles Times, Panorama High claimed there was nothing to worry about, given the gang’s very little presence on campus and the fact that no related violence had ever occurred on school property.
But just one month before, the violent group had struck nearby:
At least two MS-13 members, including two former Panorama students, are suspected of stabbing and wounding a student as he was leaving school, officials acknowledged.
Now get this: Of the 10 suspects arrested in Brayan’s murder, 5 were students at Panorama.
Unbelievable.
Of course, everyone is innocent until proven guilty; but all this adds up to more than enough to necessitate parental notification of the real threat to students’ safety.
But it gets a little more convoluted, as reported by The Daily Wire:
The arrests weren’t even announced for 17 months. Capt. William P. Hayes, commander of the Los Angeles Police Department’s Robbery-Homicide Division, told the Times that investigators were “concerned about the flight risk of suspects and the loss of critical information.” They also worried that if word got out around the school, students discussing the murder and the gang could wind up targets themselves.
“You’re trying to prevent people from saying stupid things that would put them at risk,” he told the Times.
Still, some parents and teachers are upset that they were never notified.
The Los Angeles Unified School District only this month acknowledged students from Panorama had been arrested for the murder. That admission came as a federal grand jury indicted 22 adult on racketeering and murder charges.
As per prosecutors, over the course of roughly two years, MS-13 Fulton killed more than seven.
School board representative Kelly Gonez told the Times it’s not the school’s place to get involved:
“In situations like these, we rely on the best judgment of the law enforcement experts who are working to uncover the truth and bring perpetrators to justice. The best way to ensure the safety of our students, staff and families at Panorama High School and the broader community is to ensure that these violent criminals are arrested and put in jail.”
As we constantly see in the news, public schools don’t mind getting involved in all kinds of things other than reading, writing, and ‘rithmetic. It seems to me that the school’s declination was grossly negligent.
Could there have been underlying political motives? Let me know what you think, in the Comments section.
Sheriff Joe
DA
Shocker: California DMV Discovers 84,000 Duplicate Voter Registrations
Posted at 5:30 pm on August 10, 2019 by Kira Davis
California’s attempt to automate voter registration turned up some disturbing but unsurprising discrepancies.
https://www.redstate.com/kiradavis/...iscovers-84000-duplicate-voter-registrations/
Posted at 5:30 pm on August 10, 2019 by Kira Davis
California’s attempt to automate voter registration turned up some disturbing but unsurprising discrepancies.
https://www.redstate.com/kiradavis/...iscovers-84000-duplicate-voter-registrations/
Sheriff Joe
DA
AUGUST 11, 2019
My Life as a Racist
By Sharon Schultz
I have never thought of myself as racist, but in recent times, when everyone and his siblings seem to be designated as racist, I began to wonder if I ever had tendencies to think that way. I checked the definition, and it seems that most commonly, the word is used to describe people who are prejudiced or have dislike for others of a different race.
In my formative years, I recall no prejudice, because I don't remember instances in which I was exposed to those who were racially different. Like most young children, I was always asking questions. Why was that man in a wheelchair? Why does she have gray hair and so many wrinkles? Why is his skin different from mine? But I don't think I considered those others as less than myself — just different. Is awareness of difference a prejudice? My childish mind probably did not think of myself as better or worse than those people. I simply started to become aware that not everyone is the same in this world.
I graduated from high school in l954, so I was aware of racial difficulties pointed out in the news. If I thought about segregation at all, I suspect I saw no reason for it. I have always been a voracious reader, and for some reason, one of the novels I read in high school was about a white girl who fell in love with a black man. I remember finding out that it was against the law back then for black and white to marry — I even looked it up because it struck me as odd. Characters in books often become my best friends for a time, and this couple truly distressed me because I wanted happily ever after for them, and I think they ended their relationship. They could have married in other countries, but they wanted to remain in the United States, and because of their families (and any children they might have), they chose to separate. I grieved for their loss. I failed to understand why there should be a law against their caring for each other and eventual marriage.
I went to a state college after high school in order to utilize a scholarship and found there were a few black females in the dorm to which I was assigned. I think I was curious about them, but then I was curious about so much related to starting my college experience that I gave it little thought. Over time, I got to know these girls (and many others who were different) and seem to recall being surprised that they were not very different from me. While still in high school, however, I heard my Dad saying his father (who lived his life on the south side of Chicago) refused to watch baseball games when the first black player joined a team. I found that extremely hard to believe; he was a grouchy old man but was essentially kind
Time heals many things; I have learned that lesson many times over the years I have lived. I married, had children and grand- and great-grandkids. I have had a wonderful life overall, despite rampant addictive illnesses in my family. In time, I realized that we grow mainly because of the challenges we fight our way through in life. Earlier this year, I was widowed after 60 years of marriage, so this year I am learning to deal with yet another kind of grieving process.
Those of us who live in this United States are so lucky, and for the most part, we take far too much for granted. I am no better. I know how important having an attitude of gratitude is, but I often need to force myself to think about all I am grateful for in my life. Recently, I have heard many comments related to racism and how many people feel it has grown worse in recent years. I am here to tell you this is simply not true. When you have lived as long as I have, you can look back and see how it was, what happened, and what it is like now.
Today, black and white people marry. Our recent president was black. Now, he was also half-white, so it bothers me that he is considered a black man. He is both black and white — he is biracial. Tons of people are biracial. Racial mixtures are fairly common today. I used to fantasize that all racial problems would someday disappear because we would be so mixed, such mongrels, if you will, that we'd all be a blend. I never understood why any amount of black blood would seemingly make an individual black. My guess is that that came out of fear, because somehow being white was mistakenly accepted as better than being black.
I will admit that for many years, financial success seemed far easier if one had white skin, but that is truly not the case today, in my opinion. With black and white intermarriages, I gather that offspring from those marriages can have variations in color. This should be a good thing, but perhaps there might still be fears that a white woman could have a black child? So what? I see lots of folks in my town where black children appear to be with white parents. It would not surprise me to see the other side of the coin. These days, many people adopt children of other races, and in my experience, few even notice.
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Sometimes this whole issue appalls me to the point where I want to scream. What is wrong with us that we focus on such stupid things? We are all human beings. We are all unique, yet we are all similar in what we look like, what we think, what our values are, what our life experiences have been. Skin color is such a small part of who we are and what we can become.
I lean conservative and always have, but even in my own immediate family, there are conversations we can no longer have because they quickly get out of hand. I want to love, not hate, my family members. They don't have to accept my thinking, but it saddens me that there are some subjects that we can no longer freely discuss. We lack the open-mindedness to consider variations in thinking, opposing views. We become brainwashed and spout off memorized platitudes we have come to accept as gospel. We are unable to see that thoughts can meander in multiple directions, and all generally have some valid points.
My sons call me "wishy-washy" because I seem to be mainly able to see both sides of most questions. Most things in life blend and combine so that they are not black and white. Perhaps we would all benefit from broadening our perspectives. I won't live overly much longer, but I pray that those coming after me will have at least as good a life as I have experienced.
My Life as a Racist
By Sharon Schultz
I have never thought of myself as racist, but in recent times, when everyone and his siblings seem to be designated as racist, I began to wonder if I ever had tendencies to think that way. I checked the definition, and it seems that most commonly, the word is used to describe people who are prejudiced or have dislike for others of a different race.
In my formative years, I recall no prejudice, because I don't remember instances in which I was exposed to those who were racially different. Like most young children, I was always asking questions. Why was that man in a wheelchair? Why does she have gray hair and so many wrinkles? Why is his skin different from mine? But I don't think I considered those others as less than myself — just different. Is awareness of difference a prejudice? My childish mind probably did not think of myself as better or worse than those people. I simply started to become aware that not everyone is the same in this world.
I graduated from high school in l954, so I was aware of racial difficulties pointed out in the news. If I thought about segregation at all, I suspect I saw no reason for it. I have always been a voracious reader, and for some reason, one of the novels I read in high school was about a white girl who fell in love with a black man. I remember finding out that it was against the law back then for black and white to marry — I even looked it up because it struck me as odd. Characters in books often become my best friends for a time, and this couple truly distressed me because I wanted happily ever after for them, and I think they ended their relationship. They could have married in other countries, but they wanted to remain in the United States, and because of their families (and any children they might have), they chose to separate. I grieved for their loss. I failed to understand why there should be a law against their caring for each other and eventual marriage.
I went to a state college after high school in order to utilize a scholarship and found there were a few black females in the dorm to which I was assigned. I think I was curious about them, but then I was curious about so much related to starting my college experience that I gave it little thought. Over time, I got to know these girls (and many others who were different) and seem to recall being surprised that they were not very different from me. While still in high school, however, I heard my Dad saying his father (who lived his life on the south side of Chicago) refused to watch baseball games when the first black player joined a team. I found that extremely hard to believe; he was a grouchy old man but was essentially kind
Time heals many things; I have learned that lesson many times over the years I have lived. I married, had children and grand- and great-grandkids. I have had a wonderful life overall, despite rampant addictive illnesses in my family. In time, I realized that we grow mainly because of the challenges we fight our way through in life. Earlier this year, I was widowed after 60 years of marriage, so this year I am learning to deal with yet another kind of grieving process.
Those of us who live in this United States are so lucky, and for the most part, we take far too much for granted. I am no better. I know how important having an attitude of gratitude is, but I often need to force myself to think about all I am grateful for in my life. Recently, I have heard many comments related to racism and how many people feel it has grown worse in recent years. I am here to tell you this is simply not true. When you have lived as long as I have, you can look back and see how it was, what happened, and what it is like now.
Today, black and white people marry. Our recent president was black. Now, he was also half-white, so it bothers me that he is considered a black man. He is both black and white — he is biracial. Tons of people are biracial. Racial mixtures are fairly common today. I used to fantasize that all racial problems would someday disappear because we would be so mixed, such mongrels, if you will, that we'd all be a blend. I never understood why any amount of black blood would seemingly make an individual black. My guess is that that came out of fear, because somehow being white was mistakenly accepted as better than being black.
I will admit that for many years, financial success seemed far easier if one had white skin, but that is truly not the case today, in my opinion. With black and white intermarriages, I gather that offspring from those marriages can have variations in color. This should be a good thing, but perhaps there might still be fears that a white woman could have a black child? So what? I see lots of folks in my town where black children appear to be with white parents. It would not surprise me to see the other side of the coin. These days, many people adopt children of other races, and in my experience, few even notice.
More in Home
Sometimes this whole issue appalls me to the point where I want to scream. What is wrong with us that we focus on such stupid things? We are all human beings. We are all unique, yet we are all similar in what we look like, what we think, what our values are, what our life experiences have been. Skin color is such a small part of who we are and what we can become.
I lean conservative and always have, but even in my own immediate family, there are conversations we can no longer have because they quickly get out of hand. I want to love, not hate, my family members. They don't have to accept my thinking, but it saddens me that there are some subjects that we can no longer freely discuss. We lack the open-mindedness to consider variations in thinking, opposing views. We become brainwashed and spout off memorized platitudes we have come to accept as gospel. We are unable to see that thoughts can meander in multiple directions, and all generally have some valid points.
My sons call me "wishy-washy" because I seem to be mainly able to see both sides of most questions. Most things in life blend and combine so that they are not black and white. Perhaps we would all benefit from broadening our perspectives. I won't live overly much longer, but I pray that those coming after me will have at least as good a life as I have experienced.
Sheriff Joe
DA
Unlike you I don’t need to be told what to think.