'Money for Nothin'...Detroit's pain is America's gain

The ruling yesterday by federal judge Steven Rhodes to allow the Chapter 9 bankruptcy proceedings of the City of Detroit is a God send for our country.  A virtual God send.

What Judge Rhodes' decision yesterday basically said was that out of control public union pensions are not allowed to be municipal suicide pacts.  He said that the Detroit public pensions were simply another creditor in line for a diminished piece of the remaining fiscal pie of a failed economic entity, the City of Detroit.  Their claims that their pensions are sacrosanct, and accordingly off the table have been scrapped.

Thank God.

'Oh, Fredd, you evil rotten sumbitch,' you say.  'How heartless can you be, watching these poor retches thrown out into the cold streets of Detroit, unable to put food on their tables, unable to feed their dogs, unable to pay their mortgages now that their meager pensions have been placed in jeopardy.  What an evil piece of garbage you are, Fredd.'

Say what you want about me, but the facts are the facts.  The fact is that liberalism has finally been thwarted, at least initially in the Eastern District of the State of Michigan.  Appeals will be filed by armies of liberal lawyers armed to the teeth with briefcases full of objections, requests for stays, injunctions, and all manner of lawyerly gobbledegook.

Liberalism is the reason why Detroit is in the dire straights it finds itself right now.  That fact is not even arguable.  Large greedy, unaccountable public and private unions (namely the UAW, Teamsters, IBEW, AFL-CIO, AFSCME, SIEU, NEA, and the list can go on infinitum) have coerced unenforceable life time contracts with Detroit that now finds itself in so deep, it can no longer afford to keep the street lights burning, police cars patrolling, garbage trucks collecting, fire fighters fighting fires, paramedics paramedicking (ok, so I made up a word or two, sue me).

The point is that these gargantuan rotten unions are in for a shock: the goose that laid golden eggs for them to suck on in perpetuity has died.  Much like a host that succumbs to a malignant parasite, Detroit has raised the white flag: no more free money and golden pensions for unions.  There is no more money.  You can't get blood from a turnip.  Or a stone.  Or a bankrupt entity.  The checks have stopped coming.

Deal with it.

The pensioners are going to take a hair cut of perhaps 50%, or so goes the speculation. They signed a deal with the devil and some knew it, some didn't, but it was a deal with the devil regardless.  A promise for a life ever after in the land of high cotton, simply by showing up for a union job for maybe 20 years.

And the end to laying sideways in the land of high cotton for these betrayed union rank and file employess and now pensioners simply must happen.  There just isn't the money to pay these pensions that were forced onto the city by parasitic union bosses.  But just exactly why Detroit entered into these bargains in the first place must be discussed.  A contract is a binding document, right?  Sacrosanct, right?  Wrong - if in upholding the contract is physically impossible.

Henry Ford put Detroit on the map.  He jacked up the salaries of his workers up to $5.00/day, so that they too could afford to buy Henry Ford's product - the good ol' Ford Model T, produced enmasse from 1908 through 1927.  Henry Ford was a man of principle, and of character.  When he gave his workers the unheard of salaries they enjoyed, he also required them to live lives of structure, honor and integrity.  He himself was a man of virtue, self denial and character, and he thought that his community should share his values.  He would mandate that drunkenness be sanctioned, certainly on the job but also in the home.  Drunken employees would be given warnings, and if their excesses continued, they would be terminated.

This worked for quite awhile, until the socialists, Marxists and their union movement finally gained a stronghold into Henry Ford's company.  Detroit was a thriving, vibrant city until the unions moved in, and started extracting their devil's due: money for nothing.  Once they got their foot in the door, they demanded an end to Henry Ford's prissy ways, and if the union members wanted to wallow in drunkenness, nobody, and especially not Henry Ford, was to judge.

This exemption from frugality, thrift, honor, sobriety and general integrity continued to erode society in Detroit, from Detroit's zenith as a major thriving metropolitan center for business in the 1950's to today, December 5th, 2013: a city in liberal ruin.  A virtual smoking crater of a city, where once a great society dwelled.  Destroyed by the liberal atomic bomb of socialism.

Much like the lyrics to Dire Straights' huge hit in 1985, 'Money for nothing,'  the front man of the band Mark Knopfler and the Police's lead man, Sting, wrote this song after Knopfler overhead a conversation outside a store front window of an appliance store between two working stiffs.  As both stiffs watched a music video of a rock star, one stiff complained that getting up on stage, playing a guitar was 'money for nothing.'  He suggested 'that ain't workin,' he's bangin' on the bongos like a chimpanzee.' ' Money for nothin' and your chicks for free.'

Of course, that's not how gaining popularity as a rock star works, not even close.  A lot of these rockers put in their time, pay their dues, play gigs at the Moose Lodge, weddings and dive bars, often for little or nothing year in and year out, before they start moving up the food chain.  Just like every other job.  You put in your time, pay your dues, and basically show up for work, and eventually good things happen.  The way America should be.  And used to be.

But not in Detroit, not after the communist unions took over the city. The sole purpose of any union, name your favorite one, is to reduce economic efficiency.  Less work for more pay.  By definition, unions suck efficiency out of their hosts, and provide absolutely nothing in return.  By law.  Look at each and every collective bargaining session: the unions want more restrictions in work rules, less hours, more benefits, more guarantees of lifetime pensions, and in exchange they will not strike.  What kind of a deal is that?  For a city like Detroit to cave on an endless series of collective bargaining sessions over the decades has finally gotten the chickens to come home to roost: ain't no more money in the cash register, Richard Trumpka (boss of the AFL-CIO).

Detroit is but the largest example of union parasites killing their host cities.  Stockton, CA, was up until yesterday the largest example, but now these suicide pacts are coming to an end in a major city.

Thank God.  Finally, somebody has noticed that union greed has killed their host organization.  More cities are going to reach this point, but Americans are not going to hold up these deals with the devil: those days have now come.....and gone.

Again, Thank God.

Incompetence on parade

We are watching Barack Obama doing his best to manage our health care system, and our health insurance industry.

What we are actually watching is the most incompetent, inexperienced, in over his head, out of his league manager of our national affairs ever in this nation's history. Barack Obama was widely known to have the absolute thinnest, most pathetic, skinniest resume of anyone ever seeking the presidency, but the voting public overlooked all of this when it came time to pull the lever (twice), because he spoke very well, and could pronounce the word 'nuclear' ('noo-klee-er,' and not 'noo-kyoo-lar'). Quite the accomplishment, if you ask me (but ask him to pronounce the word 'corps', and see what you get). .

Turns out the guy can't manage his way out of a wet paper bag, and why should anyone be surprised? This incompetent, arrogant foolish moron has never managed anything in his entire life, not even a lemonade stand. He has held absolutely no executive positions in his existence on this planet. How can we expect a community organizer (read: rabblerouser) to get our nations' health care system and insurance industry running like a well oiled machine? Because we overlooked this obvious inexperience when we elected this guy (twice), and we are now paying the piper.

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He has expected to have things go well only on the basis that he wants them to go well, and tells everyone as much. He has never had to actually make decisions as to how best to solve problems, bring assets to bear and determine which assets to put more here and less there, etc. You know, things that even a simple lemonade stand owner understands. And yet these basic economic principles elude Obama's understanding completely.

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'Obama's Lemonade Stand' would have been set up roughly like this: shake down some successful lemonade stands down the street for his supplies, such as lemon juice, sugar, ice cubes and water. If they don't provide it, he will get the community to march on them for reasons of social injustice, corporate greed, etc. Then he will set his prices according to a progressive agenda: poor people get it free. Rich people will pay $1,000.00 per glass. It's only fair, everyone knows that. Once word gets out among the poor people that there's free lemonade afoot, Obama's stand will be flooded with 'patrons.' Exactly like the over representation of Medicaid signups for Obamacare, the 'takers' out of the system. Word also gets out among the rich folk that Obama is gouging them by charging $1,000 for one lousy glass of lemonade, and they avoid the stand, much akin to the 'makers,' the ones who have to fund all of this free medical care are avoiding signing up for Obamacare.  The analogy is scary correct.  And I continue....

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Now Obama has lots (and LOTS) of demand for lemonade, and yet no revenue to show for his efforts. He needs more supplies, but the nearby lemonade stands have been bled dry by Obama's incessant shake downs, and have closed their doors. To make up for this lack of revenue, ever more shake downs of increasingly distant but successful lemonade stands for his growing demand of lemonade is arranged. In the long run, as long as there are more successful stands to shake down to keep supplies flowing, things will work out just fine at 'Obama's Lemonade Stand' : that is, until there are no more successful lemonade stands anywhere to shake down. But he has never arrived at that point yet in his sophomoric experience, and accordingly thinks he can run America in much the same way.

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Right in front of America's eyes, Obama's abysmal lack of experience in managing anything has come to the surface when his problem solving rhetoric was clear for everyone to see: solving the Gulf oil spill a while back by decree - 'plug the damn hole.' There you have it. Done deal, right?

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Wrong.

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When the solution by decree doesn't work (which it won't, duh), Plan B consists of sending a few battalions of attorneys, armed to the teeth with briefcases, to figure out whom to sue. Why should we expect anything else out of this guy? We shouldn't. And as we all know, and especially Obama's mentor Rev. Jeremiah Wright knows, 'America's chickens have come home to roost.' We elected a boob (twice) who doesn't know how to do anything except cause chaos, and we are getting what we elected: a guy who couldn't even run a lemonade stand and who is now in charge of our health care system and the insurance industry.

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Perhaps a lesson has been learned here. I certainly hope that the low information crowd is starting to get it, now.  Now that THEY are feeling the pain caused by this incompetent, arrogant boob who thinks he knows everything, but knows nothing.

Maybe THIS will wake up those low information voters....

We have been governed by socialists and marxists for over seven years now (to include the last two years of George W. Bush's last term, remember Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid took over congress in 2006) owing to the clout of what are now famously referred to as the 'low information voter.'  At least two of the three pedestals of power (the White House, the Senate and the House) have been in liberal hands now since '06 and the liberal majorities have wrought terrible damage during these days.

Low info folks voted in droves for liberals such as Obama, Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi to lead their party, because Barry, Harry and Nancy filled their tiny brains with lies, fantasies and garbage about a heaven on earth that was forthcoming, provided they and their ilk are elected.

Starting now, the health care debacle that is out in the open for the first time for everyone to see, even these low info types, things are getting crappy for the average American who has never paid any attention to politics, but rather simply voted for Democrats.  Currently insured people who hate politics, and only want to know how often Snooki puked last night, or who gets hacked on Survivor or Dancing With The Stars, now are getting letters from insurance companies telling them their policies are cancelled.

We'll see how things go in 2014.  If these dummy low info types have any clue whatsoever as to why their pocketbooks are lighter, I think that the pendulum has starting to swing back into the correct path for the U.S.

Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, no matter how stupid, can possibly blame Republicans for the disaster that Obama Care, and more accurately President Barrack Hussein Obama, has foisted on our society.  Hopefully this realization will reflect favorably for the grown ups at the ballot box in 2014.

I've got news for you: 'THEY' are full of it....

You’ve heard them all.  Your father spewed them constantly, every opportunity he got.  Your mother had lots of these gems, too.  Yes, you’ve heard them all.  Over and over.

And 'they' are profoundly wrong. No, I'm not talking about your mom and dad, although I'm sure they are not always right all the time:  I'm talking about those infallible yet intangible sources from whom your mom and dad among many others quote: the elusive nebulous yet ubiquitous 'THEY.'  You know what 'they' say...'  Yes, 'THEM.' Those guys.  ' THEY' ARE WRONG.  All the time.

They all usually start with, ‘you know what THEY say, …’ and then the idiocy is repeated by whomever.  ‘You know what they say, a penny saved is a penny earned.’  Or some other such nonsense.  The reality is that stupid saying is simply outdated, and needs revision.  If you go out of your way to save a measly penny, you will have wasted more time and money in your endeavors to pick that penny up, think about how best to save it, and then take action on putting it into a secure position than that scrawny penny will ever be worth. 

But I pick nits on that example.  My point is that all of these insipid ‘truisms’ don’t make any sense whatsoever if put into practice.

The worst of these offensive sayings is this one: ‘you know what they say, one should NEVER ASSUME ANYTHING.’ 

How stupid is that, anyway?  Pretty darn stupid, if you stop and think about it.  Everybody makes countless assumptions on a daily, hourly and secondly basis.  If you never assumed anything, you would be paralyzed from taking any action whatsoever.  We all assume that the sun will come up again in the east, and set in the west.  If you don’t assume that, then you will wake up waiting to see if indeed the sun will come up in the east.  Oh, there it is, whew, for a second there I thought it might not rise today. Or, perhaps you would spend your time craning your neck in all directions to see where the sun will rise, maybe the north, maybe the northwest, who knows?  Never assume anything, right?  Wrong. 

You have to assume that you will not get hit by a meteorite, or falling space debris.  If you don’t make that assumption, your life will be consumed by this remote possibility and you will spend every waking hour staring into the heavens to see if something lethal is hurtling your way. 

If you are to be a functional human being, you have to assume that your home will not be overrun by a rampaging hoard of invading Cubans.  You have to assume that the chances of that are slim at best.  But if you are to believe what THEY say (' never assume anything'),  then be prepared to stand your post in perpetuity watching the horizon for the invading Cubans.

I could go on ad infinitum with assumptions that are made by everybody every second of the day, but I won’t.  Just know that from this point on, the assumptions you make will not doom you to the horrible consequences that THEY say you will suffer if you dare to make assumptions. 

And this one drives me crazy: ‘THEY say that you should NEVER draw conclusions until all the facts are at hand.’  AARRGGH!!  What garbage that one is. 

That oldie but goodie is the basis for every scoundrel under the sun to muddy the waters as to their malfeasance, skullduggery and evil ways.  All the facts will NEVER be at hand, regardless of the situation.  If one simply refuses to come to a reasonable conclusion as to any observation until they have absolutely every fact on the occurrence, they will dither until the cows come home as to forming an opinion as to what they just saw, and what to make of it. 

Every reasonable, rational person draws conclusions on a multitude of events that occur in spite of the irrefutable fact that there are missing facts not considered.  Take the recent events in Syria: 3,000 people experienced what was in all likelihood a Sarin gas attack, and the conclusion most every civilized nation made is that the rotten, no-chin son of a bitch Basher al Assad and his God awful regime was responsible for it.  There were plenty of tidbits of information that points to the Assad regime as responsible, but all of the facts on this event are not at hand, far from it.  Nobody saw the regime launch any chemical missiles, no film or video proves that they did it, and these are facts that will probably never be at hand.  And yet we all know that this scumbag dictator indeed gave the thumbs up to launch these weapons despite the lack of hard, proven facts.

But if you listen to THEM, you can’t draw this conclusion, because all the facts are clearly not at hand.  See what I mean?  All of the facts on anything will never be at hand.  If you wait for all the facts to be on hand, you will wait forever before drawing any conclusion on anything.

And THEY say all kinds of idiocy, such as “judge not, lest ye be judged.”  This one is just a collorary of the stupid axiom above, in that we make judgments all the time based on your collective experience and morals we hold dear in our lives.  To let things slide from judgment simply because you don’t want to be judged yourself, all sorts of evil can flourish.

Just take it as a bit of good advice: don’t listen to what THEY say.  THEY are full of it.

Talks with the Taliban? Here's how that will go....

The Obama administration has a lot of faith in their main man coming through with his 'gift,' you know, blathering on endlessly, saying really nothing, and walking away thinking he got something done.

But these negotiations with the Taliban are something that Obama may have a problem with, since their ideology is one of steadfast inflexible demands that infidels yield or suffer the wrath of Allah.  Here's how these talks will go:

Taliban Mohammed:  'We demand that the West yield to Sharia immediately.  To deny the Word of Allah is blasphemy, and will be dealt with severely.  We insist on beheading as the penalty.

Obama: 'Well, my good friend Mohammed, those are pretty tough terms.  Is there any wiggle room in your demands for human rights, women's rights, gay rights, you know, that kind of stuff?'

Taliban Mohammed:  'My good friend, President Obama.  So sorry, we are not really at liberty to negotiate the words of The Prophet and those of Allah.  We insist on beheading infidels who do not submit to Islam and the ways of Sharia.'

Obama: 'Well, how about we agree that rather than beheadings of all infidels who do not submit to Islam, we simply cut off one of their hands.  Can we agree to that?

Taliban Mohammed: 'Gee, I don't know.  I'll take it back to my people and see what they say.  But I can't really guarantee you anything, Mr. Obama, as they are pretty set in their ways, and beheadings are traditionally the way we deal with you infidels.'

Obama: 'Great, great!  See, we can make some headway if we just sit down and talk to each other...'

Joke of the week: Who wins this poker hand?

At the poker table one day, we find four players all with what appear to be winning poker hands in 5-card draw:

Player #1: The smartest man in the world, sitting President Barack Hussein Obama, who has a royal flush, ace through 10 all in spades.

Player #2: The smartest woman in the world, former Sec. of State Hillary Clinton, also holds a royal flush, hers in hearts.

Player #3: The smartest economist in the world, former Sec. of Treasury Timothy Geithner, has a royal flush in diamonds.

Player #4: Ralph Wozniak, assistant bricklayer and part-time H&R Block tax consultant, Ralph has a royal flush in clubs.

All players bet everything they have, and push all of their money into the pot. 

Who wins? 

Why, Ralph Wozniak, of course, when he laid down his winning royal flush on the table.  The other three are simply made up characters by the Main Stream Media, and have no idea what they are doing in reality and accordingly all folded their hands because they are all clueless as to real values in life.

Joke of the Week: 'In the land of the Midgets...'

Once upon a time, in the land of the Midgets, there lived three midgets, Winken, Blinken and Nod.

One fine day, Winken, Blinken and Nod were strolling down the main street in the Land of the Midgets and noticed a new office building with a sign that stated 'Guiness Book of World Records, Land of the Midget Branch'.  Curious, they went inside and began a conversation with the clerk at the window.

After introductions, the clerk, well versed in all things regarding world records, was asked by Winken if indeed he himself, Winken the Midget, was still listed in his latest volume of the Guinness Book of World Records as having the world's smallest hands.  The clerk thumbed through the pages and verified that indeed Winken was listed as the world record holder as having the worlds' smallest hands.

'Woo hoo,' shrieked Winken.  And high fives were given to each Blinken and Nod.  After the celebration among the midgets had somewhat subsided, Blinken stepped up and asked the clerk if he was still the world record holder as having the world's smallest feet.  The clerk dutifully searched the volume of Guinness Book of World Records and subsequently Blinken was informed that he was still listed in the Guinness Book of World Records as having the world's smallest feet.

'Woo hoo,' cried Blinken, and a round of high fives began anew.  After a few moments, Nod stepped up and quietly whispered to the clerk to check and see if he was still the world record holder as having the smallest brain.  Since this was something Nod was not particularly proud of, he tried to hush the conversation as much as possible.  Agreeing to Nod's wishes, the clerk checked the book to see if Nod was listed as the record holder with the world's tiniest brain.  After several minutes, the clerk whispered into Nod's ear his findings, and Nod seemed subdued at the information.

All three midgets left the office, and Winken and Blinken were persistent in finding out what the clerk has whispered to a now despondent Nod.  'Tell us, Nod, did your name get listed in the Guinness Book of World Records as having the world's smallest brain? Please tell us, Nod, pretty please.' 

After a moment, Nod indignantly blurted out 'who the hell is Barack Hussein Obama?'