This is kinda how I’m feeling. Ever since I came down with that gawd awful flu bug back in March I have been trying to escape the hole it put me in. My kidneys are still only functioning at about 30%, the Doc told me today he has no idea why. He say’s he thinks the flu triggered my immune system to attack my kidneys. So now I’m scheduled to do that really scary thing and let them sink nine inch needles into my back and take a biopsy from each of my kidneys. I’m totally thrilled to voluntarily allow someone to stab me in a couple of my vital organs. I’ll let you know how that goes.

I’m slowly regaining my strength, and the desire to write again. Some pretty crazy stuff going on right now that is very interesting to see. I never thought I would see Kim Jong Un and President Moon dancing together on the DMZ. I never thought I would see the Korean War officially over. My hope is that these negotiations are successful and the Korean Peninsula will finally be at peace. How great would that be? Maybe they could dismantle the air raid warning system in Hawaii since they never could figure out how it worked.

Jim Comey is still out there, and will be for some time to come, giving prosecutors lots of information on his excellent adventure to bring down a duly elected president. Andrew McCabe and dozens of other bad actors probably cringe every time good ol’ Jim does an interview, wondering what’s going to come out of his mouth next.

I recently watched crazy ol’ Joe Biden doing an interview with that little weasel Al Sharpton. I think it’s hilarious how ol’ uncle Joe puts on the black act. The only thing missing is the black make up and white gloves. How come nobody ever calls him out for doing that? Come to think of it, Obama used to do the same thing. Do you remember seeing him addressing all black audiences and putting on the jive talk? Why do blacks allow themselves to be mocked. Both phonies.

While we’re on the subject of phonies, I was delighted to see the public moralist Bill Cosby go down in flames this week. For years he’s been lecturing black folks how to behave, while himself engaging in serial rape. I have no hopes that the slimy old bastard will ever serve a day in the slammer. His money will continue to keep him free.

I see the Utah Republicans would not endorse Mitt Romney to run for Warren Hatch’s Senate seat, instead he will have to run in a primary race. I’m feeling better about the folks in Utah now. Mitt Romney is a loser, with the energy level of a grape. I want a real Republican not a Rino.

How about Kanye West? What a surprise his statements were. I always thought the guy was some kind of whacko. That took some balls to make those statements. I’m impressed. Too bad his buddy that backed him up turned into a pile of crap when the leftist mob attacked him. That was definitely a Judas move.

I’ve never been a huge fan of Tom Brokaw although I think he has done some very good work. I was always amused at the way he sort of danced around if the was standing while speaking. He has recently been accused of sexual misconduct by a female coworker. A letter of support for Tom has been written by a large number of prominent females that have worked with him over the years, saying they have never witnessed him acting in such a manner. I have written about this in the past, and the dangers of being able to accuse a man of sexual misconduct without any proof or witnesses. All it takes is a disgruntled female, that feels she was a held back, or fired from her job, and she blames a particular man for her misfortune. She seethes in anger for months maybe years, and finally she decides that sucker is going to pay for what he did to her. She makes the claim, the feminazis mobilize, and the guy and a lifetime career is destroyed. No courts, no juries, no lawyers. The guy is drawn and quartered, in the court of public opinion. It is a very dangerous precedent, and very powerful political weapon. It needs to be stopped. This basically amounts to a “kangaroo court”. Oh, before anyone gets their nose out of joint, I would feel the same way if it was a man accusing a woman with no proof or witnesses. It’s BS, pure and simple.

Thanks for taking the time to read this article. I take great interest in watching the all of the nonsense going on in the news and love commenting on it. It is however a little disturbing, to see the absolute hatred from the lefties toward America and it’s institutions. I will be discussing a book written by modern day revolutionaries in the near future, but first I must acquire it and read it myself, I have only recently heard about it’s existence. Stay strong, always seek the truth in all things. Most of all, avoid group think.

VERITAS VINCIT   ~   LIVE FREE OR DIE

 

 

The way we felt, I’m pretty sure the bug that decided to inhabit our bodies looked exactly like this one. This all started out on Saturday night, March 24. We decided to go to downtown Portland for dinner. Most of the local restaurants join together and offer a three course dinner for $35.00 each, hoping you will like your experience and become a regular. The only way you will get me to go to Portland is to offer some sort on incentive, I think the City of Portland is horrible. The streets are narrow, and because they hate cars, they have taken almost all of the available roadways for cars and turned them into mass transit, or bike lanes. Trying to go there via private automobile is a joke.

So, we made reservations at this strange looking restaurant that inhabits a space in an old building that has been sort of renovated to be a restaurant. We were lucky that we got a table right up front with a view of the street, so we could overlook the homeless campers.

My wife and I decided to order different types of meals thinking that we could experience a broader variety in a sharing exercise. When they brought the first course I knew this wasn’t going to be good. They gave me a plate with some sort of greens that I never was able to identify, and gave her a big clump of green leafy stuff that looked like the crap I spray with Round-up that grows around my fence. They had this stuff covered in garlic and other unidentified spices. It was gross.

When the second course arrived it was equally as bizarre. I ordered a pork shoulder. What I got was a chunk of pork on a plate laying in a pool of sauce. No veggies, no potatoes, just a piece of pork that was tough and at least 30 percent fat. My wife had a piece of salmon that was prepared in a similar fashion. We looked at each other with that unmistakable expression of ” what the hell”?

But just when you thought it couldn’t get worse they brought out the dessert. There is simply no way to describe this crap. One dish had a two small containers of what they called ice cream with a single little brown wafer. These two ice cream flavors were definitely overlooked By Baskin-Robbins. I had a plate with something that looked like corn bread with more indescribable bits and pieces.

After analyzing the food we paid almost $100.00 for, the only explanation that I could come up with was that they must have teamed up with Ms. Anderson’s sixth grade class from the local elementary school to throw some shit together for some sort of fund raiser. Because there is no possible way, real honest to goodness professional cooks could have possibly created that crap.

But wait, the story gets worse, a lot worse. While dining in that shithole, we contracted the flu. Not just any flu, it was the flu from hell. By Tuesday, my wife and I are really sick and my pee looked like grape Kool Aid. This crap caused my kidneys to shut down and I was hospitalized for the next four days on IV to flush the infection out of my kidneys. Meanwhile my poor wife is left at home to fend for herself.

This flu not only made us gravely ill, but neither of us could stand the thought of eating. Just the smell of food made us sick. The folks in the hospital put me on a renal diet for my kidneys. If you’ve ever been on a renal diet you understand the food sucks. Couple that with the fact that it’s hospital food, and I thought I was going to starve to death.

Now, you would think being in the hospital you would be able to get medicine for whatever symptoms you were experiencing. Wrong!! This flu bug made my sinus cavities feel like they were on fire, the tears were flowing from my eyes uncontrollably. When I was practically begging for antihistamines they said they would interfere with my kidney medication. In other words, man up! Listen, when my sinuses are on fire and my eyes are watering uncontrollably I know exactly how a person feels just prior to committing murder. You do not want to confront me in that condition, ever.

So, being pumped full of fluids to flush my kidneys, I had to pee a lot. They show you a plastic pee bottle and tell you not to pee in the toilet, pee in the bottle so they can see it. They don’t leave this thing by your bed where it would make sense, they leave it in the bathroom. So, every time you have to get up to pee, you have to unplug the IV pump, and drag it to the bathroom with you. This is not good at 3:00 AM when you’re half asleep, your friggin’ bladder is about to burst, and you have to find the damn bottle and take the lid off of it, while dancing around the floor like a lunatic. Then you have to stagger back to bed, plug the machine back in. Then, you just doze off and they show up to take your blood and vitals. The only choice you have after that is lay there and try to find something you could use to commit suicide.

Besides all of that, they give you two hard wired devices to keep in bed with you. A device that operates the lights, TV, and calls the nurse, and a phone. Every time you get out of bed to try to find your way to the bathroom, you knock both of these devices on the floor. When you roll over in bed you knock these devices onto the floor. The only way to prevent knocking them out of bed is to put the wire under your back and put them on the left side of the bed. Now you no longer knock them out of bed but they are pretty much useless because the wire is too short. If all of this wasn’t bad enough, there is no possible way to make that damn bed comfortable. It has dozens of possible positions but none of them suitable to the human body. They give you a pillow that is totally worthless. I’m not sure what the content of that pillow is, but I’m pretty sure it could be used as a bullet proof vest.

So, maybe you wondered why I wasn’t writing lately. I wasn’t in the mood, OK?

VERITAS VINCIT   ~   LIVE FREE OR DIE