Lots to type, and I’m on my last gasp iMac rather than my new macbook. I’ll forgo my usual perfect typing and blitz through/ kidding about my typing.
“Let us pray that it doesn’t become a Bridge Too Far,” said az. That’s a good analysis, but let’s look a bit deeper. Look up the Battle of Kursk, but remember to write “1943”. Now it could take you to either 1943, or 2024! The battle is spot on the exact place as the WWII (much larger battle; some say the largest land battle of the war). Here is the brief on 1943. Even Hitler knew, as did his generals on the Russian front, that the initiative in the east had gone from the Germans to Ivan. Ivan didn’t know it until the aftermath of Kursk, when they figured out that the Germans were no longer conducting any offensive operations. Now it was Ivan’s turn. Kursk was divided down the middle of the front lines between two Nazi army groups (big mistake) and Hitler delayed the op over a month. It kicked off the same time of year as we’re now in (weird war history this). Lack of the Unity of Command, and loss of Surprise. Ivan had almost 2 million men and the germans had almost 800,000; the germans in the attack, and the Soviets in the more advantageous defensive role. Germany fielded it’s newly minted Tigers and Panzer Mark Vs, but they lost this battle. Hitler expected a loss, but wanted to draw Russian blood to get them on their heels and look for better advantages in whatever came next. Patton and Monty attacked in Sicily at the same moment, and Hitler lost his nerve for the time being. Kursk was a loss for the up-till-now almost invincible German army.
bridge too far. Yes, it is, and anyway the Ukes know it and they simply want to shed some Russian blood and go as far as they can before they run out of momentum. It is eerily similar and yet not eerie. It’s common to make limited and sometimes even desperate objectives to gain some wiggle room. Now, Casey lights a fat Churchill cigar, and unfurls his 1:50,000 map on the hood of his Jeep. His eyes narrow, and he exhales a long billow of smoke. Any school kid can see that Moscow is the objective here. The road through Kursk leads along perfect tank country right up to the Russian capital. Watch Oryal (WWII Orel, which was well within the parameters of the 1943 battle) next. IF the Ukes widen their offensive, then Orel is closer to the border, and cuts off Kursk, and is closer to Moscow on the same network of roads. Any farther north puts Balarus to their rear, so Orel it will be, if they expand. Keep in mind, the attack towards Kursk is a division-sized attack. That’s huge in terms of this war. It’s a majr deal.
I don’t expect, short of a miracle, them to get to Moscow, but Putin will have a lot more trouble with his war cabinet (so to speak) and if a negotiation is imminent, his standing will be dire. This offensive is an up-yer-ass remark on Moscow’s fragility, and will eventuate in better standing for Ukraine going forward.
I’ll have to write another post for Timmy Tampon, the ersatz sergeant major. I’ll say some things that’ll surprise you, I guarantee it.
ghostsniperAugust 9, 2024, 12:18 PM
So far, Harris and Walz levitate in fake polls on gusts of idiot wind from the Party’s unofficial public relations team of the The New York Times / MSNBC / CNN / NPR media matrix. But it’s already obvious that Veep Kamala Harris’ brain is just a laugh generator triggered by anything that sounds like an idea from the material world: the economy? Hee-haw. . . Ukraine? Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha. . . The border? Tee-hee. . . Transitioning minor children? Yuk-yuk-yukity-yuk. . . The Middle East? Cackle cackle. . . .
You are well aware, I’m sure, that the veep has yet to be exposed to a single unscripted interchange with anyone outside her promotional circle. It’s been kind of neat trick to behold, like watching a barking terrier walk around the stage on its hind legs — but after a while the audience might be thinking, What else can you show me?
You must not suppose this liminal moment in history between the defenestration of “Joe Biden” and the apparent selection of Harris & Walz is anything but a transient psychotic episode in American politics. The tell is that nobody in the Dem fold is inquiring as to how it happened, and especially who is behind it. Has the Dem Party become just Speaker emeritus Nancy Pelosi’s personal mafia? It appears that she was the one who delivered the black spot to “JB.” Do Chuck Schumer and Hakim Jefferies even matter in that supposed hierarchy, or is Mrs. Pelosi sole proprietor of the org now?
There must be a few unfettered souls among the Dem delegates who detect that, without the smoke and mirrors of the media matrix, Harris & Walz can’t possibly make the case for getting elected honestly. And the odds of successfully rigging another national election seem to be on-the-fade, too, with such obvious pranks as registering 371 illegal aliens (non-citizens) to vote using an address that turns out to be a Walmart parking lot. Yesterday, Governor Glen Youngkin of Virginia signed an excutive order requiring paper ballots and voter ID along with other new regs. Is a trend underway among the states to clean up their acts?
The so far railroaded national Dem delegates have ten more days to watch the Harris / Walz tag-team get vivisected on “X”, which, like it or not, has become the sole open conduit for news and commentary in a nation ruled by a psychopathocracy. You can say that because the policies they promote are obviously inimical to our country’s well being — open borders, harrassment, arrest and censorship of political opponents, the pointless Ukraine war, sexual mutilation of children, mass digital surveillance, medical quakery, and a policy of lying about absolutely all of it. Many still recognize insanity when they see it in action. These matters are not defensible and, deep down, they must know it, and maybe enough of the delegates will decide to do something about it — like revolt against the candidates foisted on them.
One possible result, of course, is that such a revolt will rip the party to shreds. You can easily imagine chaos in the streets of Chicago among the disaffected delegates and the Antifa shock troops called forth to punish them. Chaos for its own sake is highly valued by so-called “progressives” looking to progressively destroy the entire armature of civilized life in order to create out of the ashes a nirvana of sadomasochistic persecution and punishment — their Hieronymus Bosch Wokester utopia.
I’m guessing that there will be untoward discoveries about, and mortifying blunders galore by, Harris & Walz these ten days ahead, and they will go into the Chicago convention like two pitiful creatures marked for sacrifice. Gawd knows what will emerge from the turbulence that ensues — but I’m still dogged by the feeling that the only plausible outcome is a giant flying reptile with a face like Hillary’s swooping into the arena on her great, flapping, leathery wings crying, Caw caw caw, I own you all now, you miserable cat ladies, incels, nose-rings, and sundry victims of hateful offense! Follow me once more into the glorious rapture of defeat! And it shall be done!
For the very first time, I 100% agree with Kunstler, in total and in detail. But, in an apparent upset of the theories I have had about the upcoming Chicago con, the dems apparently have already voted online to make Kamala the candidate.
Now, there must be someone in the dem party whose upset, haywire, other-minded, and doesn’t want Harris on the ballot. Could there still be chaotic backroom and convention floor shit-nan-igans? Nothing is impossible. But, since Kunst wrote this piece that I fully endorse, the situation has changed.
The news cycle now changes twice a day, at minimum.
ghostsniperAugust 9, 2024, 1:52 PM
“Maybe Next Time”
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It’s a staple. lol
Snap, Crackle, Pop
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Stepped out onto the porch this morning and it was a crisp 56 degrees.
Nice.
Still dark.
I stood there for a moment in the darkness and sipped my mud, and just listened.
Silence.
Complete silence.
Nice.
I saw in the distant east the very faint beginning of the coming morning.
In an hour or so the immediate area there will be alive and kickin’.
Almost overhead is a birdhouse hanging from the porch beam that has at least 4 baby Bluebirds that we expect to leave the nest today. For the past 2 days we’ve observed the parents make numerous frantic “grocery” hauls to the kids and the frantic kids are sticking their heads further and further out the hole. Lot’s of wing fluttering going on inside that house.
Just beyond the Bluebird house, about 6 feet out into the front yard, is a tall double shepherds hook with 2 Hummingbird feeders on it. My wife fills those feeders twice a day. Last evening, while sipping tallboys on the porch, there were 12-16 Hummingbirds doing their thing, attacking each other, drinking from the feeders, and now and then hovering in front of me inquisitively. They are amazing to watch.
Seems the word amazing is used way too often these days and for the most ridiculous of reasons. (“I ate carrot cake at crackerbarrel the other day and it was amazing!) Uh, no it wasn’t. Watching those tiny winged jewels of nature flit all over the place is amazing. Even after watching them every summer over the past 18 years I still think so.
Several evenings ago I had broadcast about half a coffee can of sunflower seeds out into the yard then set down to enjoy the floor show. Soon the yard was littered a plethora of the feathered and furred creatures that reside around us. (I also put seeds along the top rail of the railing along the front porch and the creatures come in up close and personal to partake. What a visual feast! Better than any TV show.
Then, there was a massive fluttering of feathers and fur as everyone suddenly disappeared in all directions. Alerted, I leaned forward in my chair and scanned the area. A large Coopers hawk swooped in and landed on a low branch on a maple tree and looked about. It jumped onto another branch and continued to look. Nothing. Nowhere around there. It sat there another minute or so then it took flight. As Josie Wales said, “Hawks gotta eat, same as the worms.”, I might be paraphrasing that a little bit…..
The more you look at Tim Walz, the more malign a character he seems to be. I’ll report on him in a moment.
On the Kursk battle, 2024, a Russian Vlogger has stated that the military members responsible for the defense of the border in the Kursk region essentially drank away the money that was meant for fortifications. This is my own belief of the entire story of this war. Russian corruption is epic, and they drank away their training funds before they invaded Ukraine. “It’s no problem,” as they say.
Late breaking: the invasion front just expanded south of the Kursk salient.
Now, on Gov. Walz. You do realize that the governor is the highest rank of a given national guard, right? Walz can have lied about his retirement rank until he’s blue on the face, but if you’re going to shit on his rank, think again, Pilgrim. He makes command sergeant major look like a tit mouse rank by comparison to being the fukn governor of the MN Natl. Guard. I advise that part of his political problems not be the focus. I mean, Eisenhower was a lieutenant colonel the day he commanded the entire D Day operation, wasn’t he? He wore four stars that day because it was his temporary rank. Don’t do the mental gymnastics about Walz’ rank. He wore the rank and got the pay for CSM. His reduction in rank after “retirement” was several months after his disappearance from the guard. Almost a clerical error or an oversight.
The real shit about the whole story is that we don’t know what happened to Walz when he left the guard. He just disappeared off the screen. While his unit was deploying to Iraq, he vanishes, and reappears later as a politician in his state, and eventually becomes governor. The worst Covid governor ever. The George Floyd legend happens on his watch, and with his support. Minneapolis burns on his watch, and the NG are nowhere to be found because he doesn’t call them up when the riots descend.
The lack of record or reason for his exit from the service is a troubling gap. What did lil’ Timmy do when he went from a shitty army NCO to a star-is-born politician of the Left? Who got to him? His story has all the makings of a Manchurian Candidate. You don’t disappear from the military service when you’re under multiple obligations of enlistment, and have no record or story of what happened, and also receive an honorable discharge. It’s fishy.
For the poop on this, go to one of the best military veteran bloggers, Angry Cops, who lays the mystery out in detail on YouTube. By the time this story is completely understood, Walz’s stolen valor will actually be his best characteristic.
ghostsniperAugust 10, 2024, 1:37 PM
I’m saying Walz’s claims about his military existence makes ALL the diff in the world for it lays the foundation for everything that came afterward.
You know those large, colorful, single sheet of thin cardboard politician flyers you get in the mail? Walz sent numerous ones out claiming he was a CSM. He was not, and he knew it, and he did it anyway. Now why would somebody do that?
I’ll tell you why.
He hoped to gain from it and never thought he would get caught. And he didn’t get caught when he was running for governor, so his lying ass got away with it.
Now jump ahead a few years and the VP comes to the forefront and the bloggers and others, 0n a national level, are far more scrupulous than those at the state level and they found out. Walz can’t erase what he has already done. He gained his governorship at least in part because of his bald faced lie(s). How many MN soldiers and other voted for him because of that lie? We’ll never know.
Walz has a deeply flawed character that is revealed in his lying and further demonstrated in all the other nasty shit he is responsible for. If his lies had been discovered before he was elected governor we might not be having this conversation right now.
You and me are standing side by side on the bank of a big pond, talking shit, sipping suds, and slinging fish hooks hoping to land some supper. Suddenly a giant tsunami races across the pond and dam near drowns us and drags all our stuff out into the deep water. We sit there in the mud wondering, WTF???
All the way over on the other side of the pond, out of our view, TamponTim is throwing in the pond grains of sand, pebbles, rocks, boulders, train axles, and ocean liner anchor chains and laughing his ass off all the way.
If someone would have beaten timmys pudgy ass when he threw those first grains of sand you and me would be eating some nice fat basses for supper tonight. Extrapolate that analogy any way you want, but lyin ass tim might be YOUR commander in chief in a few months and we already know how he performs, just like all liars do.
I despise liars above all else, because they steal my natural trust, and the things is, once trust is stolen it can NEVER be regained. Steal my DVD player and all you have to do is give me a new one. But I only own one trust and it’s not replaceable. Tim can’t fix his bad choice in behavior and if he is not brought to task for it he will continue to do so. Watch and see.
Casey KlahnAugust 11, 2024, 10:22 AM
Stolen valor righty makes veterans go berserk. But it’s an issue that won’t stick. I saw one Tweet where his dem defender said that stolen valor, legally defined, is the wearing of an award or decoration not earned. He’s a lier, but that’s a good trait as far as his base is concerned.
Be very wary of the untold and undocumented shit in his portfolio. How does one walk away from military contractual obligations, plus a deployment, and get an atta boy and big political wins? There is evil afoot. There may come a day when you’ll beg Timmy to tell lies only.
Update: the Belgorod attack axis is a fake news item. My bad.
But then we have Algeria’s Imane Khelif, who totally looks like a man, and who so badly flattened the nose of Italy’s Angela Carini with one punch, she withdrew from the fight.
Algerian? More like Malgerian.
Conservatives immediately attacked Khelif as a man.
Not-a-gal-gerian.
Whereas the IOC claimed “she’s” just a “very strong woman.”
A-mule-named-Sal-gerian.
As for Carini, she held a press conference claiming Khelif’s inclusion in the women’s competition was unfair (killed-her-morale-gerian).
So what exactly is Khelif? According to this well-reasoned Quillette piece, “it’s” a mutation. Identified as female at birth, but with a Y chromosome instead of two Xs. So where do you place a beast like that in sports? Nobody wants to say.
What is clear is that the Y gives Khelif the ability to deck women like Tom Sizemore on steroids.
To reference a legendary boxing film, you might say Khelif has the “Y of the tiger.”
It’s the Y of the tiger,
It’s the shill in the fight,
Beating up all the females who are rivals.
And the glass-nosed survivor is laid out with a right,
As Khelif medals thanks to the YYYYYYYYYYYYYY…of the tiger.
Dun…dun-dun-dun…dun-dun-dun…dun-dun-duhhhhhhhhh.
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Lots to type, and I’m on my last gasp iMac rather than my new macbook. I’ll forgo my usual perfect typing and blitz through/ kidding about my typing.
“Let us pray that it doesn’t become a Bridge Too Far,” said az. That’s a good analysis, but let’s look a bit deeper. Look up the Battle of Kursk, but remember to write “1943”. Now it could take you to either 1943, or 2024! The battle is spot on the exact place as the WWII (much larger battle; some say the largest land battle of the war). Here is the brief on 1943. Even Hitler knew, as did his generals on the Russian front, that the initiative in the east had gone from the Germans to Ivan. Ivan didn’t know it until the aftermath of Kursk, when they figured out that the Germans were no longer conducting any offensive operations. Now it was Ivan’s turn. Kursk was divided down the middle of the front lines between two Nazi army groups (big mistake) and Hitler delayed the op over a month. It kicked off the same time of year as we’re now in (weird war history this). Lack of the Unity of Command, and loss of Surprise. Ivan had almost 2 million men and the germans had almost 800,000; the germans in the attack, and the Soviets in the more advantageous defensive role. Germany fielded it’s newly minted Tigers and Panzer Mark Vs, but they lost this battle. Hitler expected a loss, but wanted to draw Russian blood to get them on their heels and look for better advantages in whatever came next. Patton and Monty attacked in Sicily at the same moment, and Hitler lost his nerve for the time being. Kursk was a loss for the up-till-now almost invincible German army.
bridge too far. Yes, it is, and anyway the Ukes know it and they simply want to shed some Russian blood and go as far as they can before they run out of momentum. It is eerily similar and yet not eerie. It’s common to make limited and sometimes even desperate objectives to gain some wiggle room. Now, Casey lights a fat Churchill cigar, and unfurls his 1:50,000 map on the hood of his Jeep. His eyes narrow, and he exhales a long billow of smoke. Any school kid can see that Moscow is the objective here. The road through Kursk leads along perfect tank country right up to the Russian capital. Watch Oryal (WWII Orel, which was well within the parameters of the 1943 battle) next. IF the Ukes widen their offensive, then Orel is closer to the border, and cuts off Kursk, and is closer to Moscow on the same network of roads. Any farther north puts Balarus to their rear, so Orel it will be, if they expand. Keep in mind, the attack towards Kursk is a division-sized attack. That’s huge in terms of this war. It’s a majr deal.
I don’t expect, short of a miracle, them to get to Moscow, but Putin will have a lot more trouble with his war cabinet (so to speak) and if a negotiation is imminent, his standing will be dire. This offensive is an up-yer-ass remark on Moscow’s fragility, and will eventuate in better standing for Ukraine going forward.
I’ll have to write another post for Timmy Tampon, the ersatz sergeant major. I’ll say some things that’ll surprise you, I guarantee it.
So far, Harris and Walz levitate in fake polls on gusts of idiot wind from the Party’s unofficial public relations team of the The New York Times / MSNBC / CNN / NPR media matrix. But it’s already obvious that Veep Kamala Harris’ brain is just a laugh generator triggered by anything that sounds like an idea from the material world: the economy? Hee-haw. . . Ukraine? Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha. . . The border? Tee-hee. . . Transitioning minor children? Yuk-yuk-yukity-yuk. . . The Middle East? Cackle cackle. . . .
You are well aware, I’m sure, that the veep has yet to be exposed to a single unscripted interchange with anyone outside her promotional circle. It’s been kind of neat trick to behold, like watching a barking terrier walk around the stage on its hind legs — but after a while the audience might be thinking, What else can you show me?
You must not suppose this liminal moment in history between the defenestration of “Joe Biden” and the apparent selection of Harris & Walz is anything but a transient psychotic episode in American politics. The tell is that nobody in the Dem fold is inquiring as to how it happened, and especially who is behind it. Has the Dem Party become just Speaker emeritus Nancy Pelosi’s personal mafia? It appears that she was the one who delivered the black spot to “JB.” Do Chuck Schumer and Hakim Jefferies even matter in that supposed hierarchy, or is Mrs. Pelosi sole proprietor of the org now?
There must be a few unfettered souls among the Dem delegates who detect that, without the smoke and mirrors of the media matrix, Harris & Walz can’t possibly make the case for getting elected honestly. And the odds of successfully rigging another national election seem to be on-the-fade, too, with such obvious pranks as registering 371 illegal aliens (non-citizens) to vote using an address that turns out to be a Walmart parking lot. Yesterday, Governor Glen Youngkin of Virginia signed an excutive order requiring paper ballots and voter ID along with other new regs. Is a trend underway among the states to clean up their acts?
The so far railroaded national Dem delegates have ten more days to watch the Harris / Walz tag-team get vivisected on “X”, which, like it or not, has become the sole open conduit for news and commentary in a nation ruled by a psychopathocracy. You can say that because the policies they promote are obviously inimical to our country’s well being — open borders, harrassment, arrest and censorship of political opponents, the pointless Ukraine war, sexual mutilation of children, mass digital surveillance, medical quakery, and a policy of lying about absolutely all of it. Many still recognize insanity when they see it in action. These matters are not defensible and, deep down, they must know it, and maybe enough of the delegates will decide to do something about it — like revolt against the candidates foisted on them.
One possible result, of course, is that such a revolt will rip the party to shreds. You can easily imagine chaos in the streets of Chicago among the disaffected delegates and the Antifa shock troops called forth to punish them. Chaos for its own sake is highly valued by so-called “progressives” looking to progressively destroy the entire armature of civilized life in order to create out of the ashes a nirvana of sadomasochistic persecution and punishment — their Hieronymus Bosch Wokester utopia.
I’m guessing that there will be untoward discoveries about, and mortifying blunders galore by, Harris & Walz these ten days ahead, and they will go into the Chicago convention like two pitiful creatures marked for sacrifice. Gawd knows what will emerge from the turbulence that ensues — but I’m still dogged by the feeling that the only plausible outcome is a giant flying reptile with a face like Hillary’s swooping into the arena on her great, flapping, leathery wings crying, Caw caw caw, I own you all now, you miserable cat ladies, incels, nose-rings, and sundry victims of hateful offense! Follow me once more into the glorious rapture of defeat! And it shall be done!
https://kunstler.com/clusterfuck-nation/who-elected-you-boss-of-this-outfit/
For the very first time, I 100% agree with Kunstler, in total and in detail. But, in an apparent upset of the theories I have had about the upcoming Chicago con, the dems apparently have already voted online to make Kamala the candidate.
Now, there must be someone in the dem party whose upset, haywire, other-minded, and doesn’t want Harris on the ballot. Could there still be chaotic backroom and convention floor shit-nan-igans? Nothing is impossible. But, since Kunst wrote this piece that I fully endorse, the situation has changed.
The news cycle now changes twice a day, at minimum.
“Maybe Next Time”
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It’s a staple. lol
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Snap, Crackle, Pop
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Stepped out onto the porch this morning and it was a crisp 56 degrees.
Nice.
Still dark.
I stood there for a moment in the darkness and sipped my mud, and just listened.
Silence.
Complete silence.
Nice.
I saw in the distant east the very faint beginning of the coming morning.
In an hour or so the immediate area there will be alive and kickin’.
Almost overhead is a birdhouse hanging from the porch beam that has at least 4 baby Bluebirds that we expect to leave the nest today. For the past 2 days we’ve observed the parents make numerous frantic “grocery” hauls to the kids and the frantic kids are sticking their heads further and further out the hole. Lot’s of wing fluttering going on inside that house.
Just beyond the Bluebird house, about 6 feet out into the front yard, is a tall double shepherds hook with 2 Hummingbird feeders on it. My wife fills those feeders twice a day. Last evening, while sipping tallboys on the porch, there were 12-16 Hummingbirds doing their thing, attacking each other, drinking from the feeders, and now and then hovering in front of me inquisitively. They are amazing to watch.
Seems the word amazing is used way too often these days and for the most ridiculous of reasons. (“I ate carrot cake at crackerbarrel the other day and it was amazing!) Uh, no it wasn’t. Watching those tiny winged jewels of nature flit all over the place is amazing. Even after watching them every summer over the past 18 years I still think so.
Several evenings ago I had broadcast about half a coffee can of sunflower seeds out into the yard then set down to enjoy the floor show. Soon the yard was littered a plethora of the feathered and furred creatures that reside around us. (I also put seeds along the top rail of the railing along the front porch and the creatures come in up close and personal to partake. What a visual feast! Better than any TV show.
Then, there was a massive fluttering of feathers and fur as everyone suddenly disappeared in all directions. Alerted, I leaned forward in my chair and scanned the area. A large Coopers hawk swooped in and landed on a low branch on a maple tree and looked about. It jumped onto another branch and continued to look. Nothing. Nowhere around there. It sat there another minute or so then it took flight. As Josie Wales said, “Hawks gotta eat, same as the worms.”, I might be paraphrasing that a little bit…..
miss this fellow. https://mikeaustin.org
The more you look at Tim Walz, the more malign a character he seems to be. I’ll report on him in a moment.
On the Kursk battle, 2024, a Russian Vlogger has stated that the military members responsible for the defense of the border in the Kursk region essentially drank away the money that was meant for fortifications. This is my own belief of the entire story of this war. Russian corruption is epic, and they drank away their training funds before they invaded Ukraine. “It’s no problem,” as they say.
Late breaking: the invasion front just expanded south of the Kursk salient.
Now, on Gov. Walz. You do realize that the governor is the highest rank of a given national guard, right? Walz can have lied about his retirement rank until he’s blue on the face, but if you’re going to shit on his rank, think again, Pilgrim. He makes command sergeant major look like a tit mouse rank by comparison to being the fukn governor of the MN Natl. Guard. I advise that part of his political problems not be the focus. I mean, Eisenhower was a lieutenant colonel the day he commanded the entire D Day operation, wasn’t he? He wore four stars that day because it was his temporary rank. Don’t do the mental gymnastics about Walz’ rank. He wore the rank and got the pay for CSM. His reduction in rank after “retirement” was several months after his disappearance from the guard. Almost a clerical error or an oversight.
The real shit about the whole story is that we don’t know what happened to Walz when he left the guard. He just disappeared off the screen. While his unit was deploying to Iraq, he vanishes, and reappears later as a politician in his state, and eventually becomes governor. The worst Covid governor ever. The George Floyd legend happens on his watch, and with his support. Minneapolis burns on his watch, and the NG are nowhere to be found because he doesn’t call them up when the riots descend.
The lack of record or reason for his exit from the service is a troubling gap. What did lil’ Timmy do when he went from a shitty army NCO to a star-is-born politician of the Left? Who got to him? His story has all the makings of a Manchurian Candidate. You don’t disappear from the military service when you’re under multiple obligations of enlistment, and have no record or story of what happened, and also receive an honorable discharge. It’s fishy.
For the poop on this, go to one of the best military veteran bloggers, Angry Cops, who lays the mystery out in detail on YouTube. By the time this story is completely understood, Walz’s stolen valor will actually be his best characteristic.
I’m saying Walz’s claims about his military existence makes ALL the diff in the world for it lays the foundation for everything that came afterward.
You know those large, colorful, single sheet of thin cardboard politician flyers you get in the mail? Walz sent numerous ones out claiming he was a CSM. He was not, and he knew it, and he did it anyway. Now why would somebody do that?
I’ll tell you why.
He hoped to gain from it and never thought he would get caught. And he didn’t get caught when he was running for governor, so his lying ass got away with it.
Now jump ahead a few years and the VP comes to the forefront and the bloggers and others, 0n a national level, are far more scrupulous than those at the state level and they found out. Walz can’t erase what he has already done. He gained his governorship at least in part because of his bald faced lie(s). How many MN soldiers and other voted for him because of that lie? We’ll never know.
Walz has a deeply flawed character that is revealed in his lying and further demonstrated in all the other nasty shit he is responsible for. If his lies had been discovered before he was elected governor we might not be having this conversation right now.
You and me are standing side by side on the bank of a big pond, talking shit, sipping suds, and slinging fish hooks hoping to land some supper. Suddenly a giant tsunami races across the pond and dam near drowns us and drags all our stuff out into the deep water. We sit there in the mud wondering, WTF???
All the way over on the other side of the pond, out of our view, TamponTim is throwing in the pond grains of sand, pebbles, rocks, boulders, train axles, and ocean liner anchor chains and laughing his ass off all the way.
If someone would have beaten timmys pudgy ass when he threw those first grains of sand you and me would be eating some nice fat basses for supper tonight. Extrapolate that analogy any way you want, but lyin ass tim might be YOUR commander in chief in a few months and we already know how he performs, just like all liars do.
I despise liars above all else, because they steal my natural trust, and the things is, once trust is stolen it can NEVER be regained. Steal my DVD player and all you have to do is give me a new one. But I only own one trust and it’s not replaceable. Tim can’t fix his bad choice in behavior and if he is not brought to task for it he will continue to do so. Watch and see.
Stolen valor righty makes veterans go berserk. But it’s an issue that won’t stick. I saw one Tweet where his dem defender said that stolen valor, legally defined, is the wearing of an award or decoration not earned. He’s a lier, but that’s a good trait as far as his base is concerned.
Be very wary of the untold and undocumented shit in his portfolio. How does one walk away from military contractual obligations, plus a deployment, and get an atta boy and big political wins? There is evil afoot. There may come a day when you’ll beg Timmy to tell lies only.
Update: the Belgorod attack axis is a fake news item. My bad.
I want this.
https://tinyurl.com/4znte27s
But then we have Algeria’s Imane Khelif, who totally looks like a man, and who so badly flattened the nose of Italy’s Angela Carini with one punch, she withdrew from the fight.
Algerian? More like Malgerian.
Conservatives immediately attacked Khelif as a man.
Not-a-gal-gerian.
Whereas the IOC claimed “she’s” just a “very strong woman.”
A-mule-named-Sal-gerian.
As for Carini, she held a press conference claiming Khelif’s inclusion in the women’s competition was unfair (killed-her-morale-gerian).
So what exactly is Khelif? According to this well-reasoned Quillette piece, “it’s” a mutation. Identified as female at birth, but with a Y chromosome instead of two Xs. So where do you place a beast like that in sports? Nobody wants to say.
What is clear is that the Y gives Khelif the ability to deck women like Tom Sizemore on steroids.
To reference a legendary boxing film, you might say Khelif has the “Y of the tiger.”
It’s the Y of the tiger,
It’s the shill in the fight,
Beating up all the females who are rivals.
And the glass-nosed survivor is laid out with a right,
As Khelif medals thanks to the YYYYYYYYYYYYYY…of the tiger.
Dun…dun-dun-dun…dun-dun-dun…dun-dun-duhhhhhhhhh.
More here:
https://www.takimag.com/article/the-week-that-perished-306/