[Click above to embiggen: I don’t think that comparison to the idealized Elizabeth “Bess” McCord character on CBS’ Madam Secretary does Hillary Clinton any good whatsoever.]
Assumption: Hollywood uses tee-vee shows and movies to push the inevitability of Hillary Clinton as president, as part of a diabolically genius PR strategy to ensure that people believe there is no other possibility besides her being the president. Since Hillary-esque characters on these shows are always portrayed in a positive light, conventional wisdom is that the characters are supposed to make Hillary more likable or respected (as this omnipresent female political figure that is such a part of our lives that no one can even imagine a world where she doesn’t win the election).
Argument: What if shows like CBS’ Madam Secretary actually HURT Hillary Clinton’s chances, since the real Hillary pales in comparison to the on-screen idealized version of her. Especially the version that Tea Leoni plays, Elizabeth “Bess” McCord.
Today I thought I’d run through a fun thought exercise that is rooted in a weekly fight that would occur at my house back when Justin and I still lived together, because I’m a big fan of the show Madam Secretary and watch it on CBS’ website every Monday morning. The show airs live on Sunday nights, but I haven’t had a television in more than seven years now (and I can’t think of a single person I know who still watches tee-vee live anyway).
Justin (and his entire family) hate Hillary Clinton and believe her to be the Devil incarnate…and so he would get really bitter and nasty if he’d walk through the living room and I’d be watching Madam Secretary on my screen. This is one of many shows I’d have to watch before he would wake up or when he was doing something else, because I just never had the energy to listen to his tirades about Hillary (or even just the huffing and puffing he’d do, going on about how the show was just propaganda for her).
In my opinion, Madam Secretary actually really hurts Hillary Clinton, despite it being about a blonde woman who is Secretary of State. All Justin can see is that “it’s a blonde woman who is Secretary of State” and so he believes that CBS is just running pro-Hillary propaganda. What I see on the screen might be a blonde female Secretary of State, but “Bess” on the show is so much more competent and principled than Hillary Clinton has ever been. She’s much more likable too…she always does the right thing…and she’s the kind of Secretary of State that we all wish we had in real life.
I don’t think the show is about Hillary Clinton as much as it is an escapist fantasy that I happen to deeply enjoy. I love being able to sit down once a week and escape into a world where America actually has a competent, tough-as-nails, brilliant Secretary of State working hard to do what’s right for the American people. I don’t think we’ve had such a person in existence in my entire adult lifetime. I certainly don’t remember a time when we had anyone in government who was as rock star awesome as Bess is on this show.
One of the things that inevitably led to Justin and I no longer being together is that he hates most things and angrily shouts out against them, whereas I usually find something to like about anything (apart from reality tee-vee, which I agree is in most cases irredeemable). Justin doesn’t like scripted shows of any kind, because he feels the writers are all in cahoots sending secret messages and engaging in propaganda. He prefers watching FOX News clips on YouTube or whatever and getting himself caught-up in whatever the outrage of the day is. I would not sit and watch those talking heads on cable news if you paid me.
Even if a show like Madam Secretary is pushing a political agenda, as a writer I can recognize what they are doing and it amuses me when they are so transparent. Take for example the premiere episode of Madam Secretary that aired on 10/2/16: Global Warming Alarmism was shoehorned into the plot of an otherwise thrilling episode that had so many cool twists and turns that I lost count. It was like some network executive got ahold of a really great script (I’m talking Pelican Brief, John Grisham in his prime great) and then decided that all the well-executed political intrigue was just not enough for one episode…so they had to cram in some Global Warming Alarmism for good measure.
If Justin was still in Chicago and not Arkansas, he would have been apoplectic…talking through the rest of the show, forcing me to listen to one of his diatribes about how the Left’s propaganda is everywhere and no place is safe. While the show did jab that nonsense in there, the nonsense amounted to two minutes or so of plot point in an hour long episode. I rolled my eyes at the Alarmist foolishness…and I smiled too, because the joke is on them for shoehorning in things that will make this episode age poorly in the future. Ever see a really old episode of a show from the early to mid 1970s where someone is going on about The Impending Ice Age? If the writers want to make themselves look incredibly foolish by using this show to preach the Left’s favored Apocalypse talking points of the moment, then the consequence will be that someone watching Madam Secretary a few years from now will laugh at how stupid the Alarmist digression in this episode was.
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The Media always claims that voter fraud is not real and that you should just trust that nothing bad is happening with our elections, but anecdotal evidence always points to ongoing shenanigans. A recent article over at RealClearPolitics states that 50% of Trump voters believe the election is crooked and rigged. My life experience leads me to believe 100% that our elections are tampered with. Here’s why:
1. Back in 1992, I was still in high school and was unable to vote, as I was not yet 18. My grandfather had died in 1989, she he had been dead more than three years by the time the 1992 November presidential election rolled around. When my mother, grandmother and I went to the polling place in our neighborhood for them to vote, the woman checking the rolls offered to let me vote for my grandfather…once she checked that my mother and grandmother were voting for Bill Clinton. She saw my grandfather’s name still listed, even though he was dead, and she said that “no one would know” if I went ahead and vote for him. I didn’t do it, but I could easily have done it. I bet this kind of thing still happens to this day.
2. Once I started voting Republican in elections, a weird thing started happening with my registration. I would show up to my neighborhood polling place on election day, but I would be told that I was not registered at that polling place anymore and that my registration was way across town. So they would not let me vote where I had always voted…and wanted me to go to a sketchy part of town to vote instead, even though I had always voted at the location that I always went to. Not having a car and having to walk far and take a bus or two to get to the other location they wanted me to go to, I had to fill out some kind of provisional ballot when I balked at going all the way over to the other place. I never felt that the provisional ballot I cast was even counted. I believe 100% they did this to me because I had voted Republican and this was a punishment or a way of them decreasing Republican votes.
3. The fact that they make such a big deal about NOT checking any IDs to me is proof that the voter fraud is based on people voting as other people or voting for dead people. There’s no valid reason not to check an ID, since our IDs are checked every time you go to the bank and talk to a teller or go to a bar in Chicago. You need an ID to get into any government building here. You need an ID to get on an airplane. The only time you don’t need an ID is when you are pretending to be someone else, or someone who is dead, and voting for that person.
4. College kids brag all the time about how they are still registered to vote in their home states (and they vote absentee that way) but then they also vote in the state that they go to college. So they cast two votes. They openly brag about doing this. Many Millennials living in Chicago also brag about still being registered in their parents’ home states but also being registered in Chicago too, so they vote twice every year. They’ve been doing this for years. Since the states don’t communicate or compare voter rolls, that’s how fraud is happening.
These are just four things I’ve personally encountered that don’t even get into what could be happening behind the scenes with the machine counting or computer storing of the votes. The tee-vee show Scandal had a big plot point about rigging the election by changing the votes in just one county, Defiance County, in Ohio during a pivotal presidential election in that tee-vee world. I think people who write for television are not really that imaginative and most things that make it into a show are based on things that really happened in our world. The Media aggressively covers up everything bad that our government does on a daily basis…so I have zero faith that the Media would ever accurately report on voter fraud. Reporters all seem to be taught that their job is to write stories that manage the public…because they all look down upon and have great contempt for the “deplorable” public. The Media sees itself as part of the elite, which includes the government, and the elite must control and manage the deplorable public with consistent and overlapping lies.
I have absolutely zero faith in our election system and believe 100% that it is rigged. And I have felt that way since at least 2008. Someday, someone like WikiLeaks is going to prove this and expose what’s happening and it will all come crashing down. As painful and traumatic as that will be, it really does need to happen so we can have the national catharsis that has been brewing for decades.
[Click above to embiggen: I finally found a way to go to medical school for free…and also not have to study for anything!]
Because we are friends like this, and it is Halloween season, I feel that I can put an idea out there to you that is strange and something that most people never want to talk about. But I’m sharing it because it’s something I decided to do for myself that has given me a lot of comfort and peace. Get ready for the strangest question I’ve ever asked you: Have you thought about donating your body to medical science after you pass away?
Odds are, that’s the only time you’ve been asked this today. Or this week. Or ever. I’ve actually been circling this decision myself for a good five years, ever since I read a book by Mary Roach called Stiff: The Curious Life of Human Cadavers. A friend of mine gave me the book, which is what made her start thinking about donating her own remains to medical science. I never stopped thinking about the idea, though I struggled with it.
I finally pulled the trigger and completed the paperwork from the Illinois Anatomical Gift Association this week…and now I’m going to medical school at some point in the future (after I’m dead). I always wanted to go to medical school but could never afford it…and now I get to go for free, on a wild adventure once my heart stops.
I remember when I was a kid how people would get super uncomfortable if someone talked about being cremated, because I grew up not all that long after Vatican-II and most people I knew still were horrified by the idea of cremation instead of burial. But, then Catholics were allowed to start being cremated and I think a few years ago the numbers shifted and cremations now outnumber casket burials in cemeteries. Almost nobody donates their body to medical science though…because that’s still a horrifying concept to the majority of people. It was super creepy for me too, which is why it took me five years to get to where I am today.
I turned 40 this summer and I started thinking about what I want to happen to what’s left of me when I pass away. A few years ago, I had a big scare where I came really close to being wiped out by a semi that skidded across the road and crossed over the median on the highway. It came so close and just missed our car by inches. I could feel the car actually get pulled by the vacuum created by the semi barreling just behind us. I really thought it was going to plow into us and kill everyone in the car. If it had hit us, for sure everything would have been all over…and I of course, not yet 40, hadn’t made any arrangements or set down anything in writing saying what I’d want to happen next. I think that was the last kick I needed towards making my postmortem medical school attendance decision.
In Illinois, there are not enough donated bodies for all the medical schools here to have what they need for their classes. The Illinois Anatomical Gift Association (IAGA) is a clearing house that handles all the arrangements and then delivers the donated remains to the medical schools. You can specify where you want to go, but they can’t guarantee that’s where you will be sent (though the people there who I talked to said that in most cases they can honor the request). I want to go to Northwestern, with my second choice being the University of Chicago. And I never have to take the MCAT!
I’ve had this weird sense of peace and purpose since I completed the IAGA paperwork and mailed it off. I feel like I’ve booked a trip that I’m going to go on, whether I’m conscious for it or not. Doing this has arranged a strange adventure for me that most people never take, where after I’m dead instead of being locked in a casket and buried in the ground or burned to ash right away, here I will be headed off to medical school…where I will spend the next two years or so being the subject studied by physicians in training. Schools have tried getting by using plastic models and 3D computer programs, but it’s not the same as the real thing for gross anatomy class. Doctors really do need to learn from real bodies to be able to help their future patients. It’s just that not many people want to donate their remains.
After the school has finished and it can no longer use a body, the IAGA arranges for the cremation. That’s what I wanted to happen to me anyway…so instead of being cremated immediately after death, by donating my body to a medical school I’ve just put that part off a bit. In that way, I hope my being there at the medical school is doing some good that wouldn’t have been done if I hadn’t donated to the IAGA.
I feel like I’m in a great position to do this, as a single gay guy who doesn’t have a family. I have tons of friends and people who care about me, but all of them think it’s just like me to want to go to medical school after I’m dead…which means I have no one who will be upset by this decision in any way. I let everyone I see on a regular basis know about what I’ve decided and I have the IAGA paperwork filed with all my other important papers in my Emergency file. I hope none of this will matter for many, many years…but I feel such relief that it’s all taken care of now.
As a writer, I like to have an ending in mind for things…something for the story to build towards. There are endless question marks and blank chapters between now and the end of my life…but I feel like I’ve written my epilogue and filed that part away. Someday I’ll die. And then I’ll go to medical school. After that, I’ll be cremated and I’d like my ashes to be scattered somewhere in Cleveland. To complete the circle and take me back to where I was from.
Now that this is all written down and planned for, it’s just up to me to knock those blank chapters out of the park and make them as rockstar awesome as I possibly can. I’m so proud of the first book that Megan Fox and I wrote…the first in a series of these real-life political mystery/adventures. We have another one coming out in November or December, with more lined up in 2017. These last few years, I have been working hard on dozens of local projects off the radar, digging deep into the corruption in Chicagoland. I’m the happiest I have ever been in life, actually investigating mysteries and solving problems (like in all the mystery-solving shows I loved as a kid). I managed to find a way to be a citizen sleuth and amateur detective in real life…and solve mysteries with a collection of oddballs and characters and great friends. I never dreamed anything like this could be possible and I’m so looking forward to having a whole shelf full of these mystery books for you to read.
I’m really happy at 40, even if I’m single again. I really thought Justin was the one and that we’d be together for always, but he’s chosen a different path and I had to let him go. Cue Whitney Houston in Bodyguard, because you know she’s the soundtrack to my life. Now that it’s just me again (as opposed to me-and-Justin), I like having my epilogue written and a plan put in place. For some reason, there’s immense comfort in that for me.
I also like the idea of being able to do some good for the world, even after my soul is gone. I like that my thoughts will live on in my books and other writing and my body will be used to teach future doctors…so what they learn can help people I’ll never have the chance to meet.
Halloween is this season of spooky and creepy things, but I’ve found this creative way to take all the spookiness and creepiness and sadness out of death for myself. And I love that the body donation gambit saves a ton of money, too! The IAGA cremates the remains for free when the medical school is done…and they’ll send them to whoever they need to be sent to. There’s no cost to donate my body and the only fee that will have to be paid is a nominal one to a funeral home to take the body to the IAGA after my death. So, instead of a $7,000 or $8,000 funeral (or however expensive one of those old-fashioned suckers will be in the future when I’ll need one), my Epilogue will run $200 to $300 tops. There’s nothing I love more than a deal.
Each state is different, so if you’d like to think about donating your body to medical science in the future as well, you should look for an equivalent of the Illinois Anatomical Gift Association where you live. I know this is such a sensitive and strange topic…but at Halloween people are, I think, as tuned-into death as they ever are at any point of the year. Walking down the street, there are tombstones and skulls on people’s lawns right now, so talking about a unique approach to death and Epilogue is as appropriate as it ever can be, I think.
Many years ago, a friend of mine who had signed herself up with the IAGA told me about her decision…and that’s what planted the seed for me to look into all this as an option for myself. If not for her, I would have never begun the process that led me to a decision of my own that I am very happy with. So I felt compelled to put this idea out there for others who may have never considered donating themselves to medical science when the time comes. Maybe you’ll want to join me in medical school someday. We’ll get to go for free. We’ll never have to take any tests. No studying is required. And you can pretty much just lie there doing not much of anything and you won’t get kicked out. It’s a hell of a deal.
For more information on the Illinois Anatomical Gift Association, check out their website.
For a really fascinating read, Mary Roach’s book Stiff is a great one for Halloweentime.
I have very little faith in the security or integrity of our elections and I believe 100% that our elections are rigged in this country. I just can’t prove it and I can’t tell you exactly how they do it, but I believe that the 1960 election was stolen from Nixon and handed to Kennedy by the first Mayor Daley (where dead people by the scores voted for JFK) and the Democrat Machine in Chicago continues to this day to knowingly allow voter fraud to benefit Democrats and keep Illinois in that “blue” column. Republicans know it too, but go along with it for some reason.
I believe there is voter fraud happening all the time and not just in Chicago. It’s happening where you live too, you can count on it. I don’t think either party wants to ever do anything about it, because if Democrats cheat in one way a certain year, then Republicans will want to be able to use that cheating mechanism in the future. I don’t know how to fix any of this, but I find it hard to believe that your bank can know to the penny how much money you have and that you never seem to be given MORE money than you really have…so even with credit cards and online purchases and debits to mobile apps, banks are able to keep track of every penny you spend (and never give you more than you should be given…and never forget to deduct something that needed to be deducted). If all of this can be managed to the penny so efficiently, then why is our voting system so hard to audit and check for accuracy?
Simple: the Powers That Be just don’t want the voting system to ever be audited for accuracy and they want no paper trail showing where the fraud happens in each election.
In the Chicago area, there is a wonderful woman named Sharon Meroni who runs a group called Defend the Vote. Through the years, Meroni has inspected and audited the vote-county system in Chicago and Cook County. (There is a City of Chicago Board of Elections and a Cook County Board of Elections, as well as a State of Illinois Board of Elections.) Her website is a treasure trove of information about various shenanigans she has uncovered through the years. She’s a remarkable and tireless woman who took on all of this mostly on her own, uncovering more than anyone before her about the inner working of the election system in Chicagoland.
Every time I vote in Chicago, I think about where the voter fraud could be happening and in my opinion I don’t think it’s happening after you cast your ballot. Defend the Vote looked at the 2012 election in particular, inspecting the vote counting, and I don’t think that any political operatives are monkeying with the vote tallies from the counting machines. In my opinion, I think the fraud is happening with people who are allowed to register to vote who are not really citizens and also people voting for other people (who they know will never actually vote on their own).
This happens, I think, because no one wants to see your ID at a polling place in Chicago. When I voted earlier this week, I had my ID out as I entered the line and the election worker handing out clipboards reacted like he was a vampire and I was holding a garlic-scented crucifix that squirted holy water. He was horrified that I was holding my ID and he told me to put it away. Now, if you walk into any bank or other government office in our state or try to enter any bar, you will be asked for your ID. You can’t even DEPOSIT money into your account at the bank without showing a teller your ID and no government worker will talk to you about whatever you need to talk about unless you have an ID proving who you are.
But the election workers forcefully tell you to not have your ID out when you are there to vote. They will make you put it away.
So, basically, voter fraud can be committed by just sending people into a polling places, giving the worker a name, and then stating that person’s address. The poll workers do make you say an address and they match the name and address to what they have on file. To me, this means that Democrats can just have a big list of people and their addresses…and they could send people into polling places to vote as those people. I don’t think there’s any way that anyone could stop this or later prove it happened.
Just think of all the old people or people in jail or otherwise incapacitated that have other people voting in their names. How would they know it happened? People who died but are still on the voter rolls could also have people walking in and voting as them. To me, this is how voter fraud is happening and no one seems interested in stopping it. Having to show a valid state ID would eliminate this problem.
Every adult is required to have a state ID and I believe that state ID cards are either free or a nominal cost. The state ID really should be free if it’s not already, since we’re all required to have an ID. They can charge something for a driver’s license, but the basic state ID card should be free (if it’s not already). That removes the argument that black people can’t afford to get an ID or don’t know how to get an ID or whatever cockamamie excuse is given for why Democrats say requiring an ID to vote is racist. Democrats of course only say that because they want to keep the voter fraud alive and continue to allow dead people to vote.
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Susan Sarandon has been giving interviews where she talks about breaking up with Hillary Clinton, despite a friendship going back many years. Sarandon cites corruption during Hillary’s tenure as Secretary of State as the reason for the “breakup.” The video above, available on the YouTubes by way of the Internets, is worth your valuable time. Sarandon can be painful to listen to sometimes, because she’s pretty far-Left in some of her beliefs (which center a lot on the Global Warming Apocalypse Cult)…but her ability to talk openly about not supporting the Democrats’ candidate for president is admirable.
At some point in life, I think that everyone has to think for themselves and stop lockstep, blind, party-voting. We should all look at the issues that truly matter to us and decide if the person running for office can be expected to do anything at all to affect the positive changes that we want.
Yesterday, early voting began in Chicago. I showed up bright and early, meeting a good friend downtown and heading over to the Board of Elections offices. I felt positively deplorable.
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[Click above to embiggen: one of Trump’s tweets, where he took credit for forcing Obama to release his certificate of live birth, after refusing to do so for years and years…and thus needlessly keeping controversy going, as that controversy always benefitted him.]
In the last few weeks, several websites have been pushing the theory that Birtherism originated in the Clinton campaign back in 2008. Lester Holt also decided to make Birtherism a big focus of the First Presidential Debate. I lived and breathed the 2008 Hillary campaign on the ground in Chicago…and actually started HillBuzz.org in February of 2008 because someone on the campaign who I had been working with told me to start a supporter website for her, as nothing like that really existed at the time and her supporters wanted someone to call out the Media for relentlessly attacking Hillary and trying to drive her out of the race and hand the nomination over to Obama. My job was to watch what people like Chris Matthews and Tim Russert were doing to Hillary every day and then rebut them…and also to get information about Obama out to the public that people here in Chicago fed me about him, but the Media refused to report about him because, of course, the Media didn’t want to ever say anything negative about him because they wanted him to win. Everyone working in the Media was committed heart and soul to electing that man and covering up his past. The Clinton campaign’s efforts to expose Obama were 100% centered around Jeremiah Wright, his radical connections to Wright’s hateful “church,” Obama’s connections to domestic terrorist Bill Ayers, the mystery of Obama’s mother’s relationship with Frank Marshall Davis, and the truth about Obama’s adoption by Lolo Soetoro in the 1970s (which included Obama becoming an Indonesian citizen and gaining an Indonesian passport) and how that factored into Obama’s admission to Columbia University (where I believe that Obama applied to this college under his Indonesian credentials in order to secure admission and benefits he would not have received if he used his American identity when filling out all the paperwork; in short, Obama gamed the system like he always does and to this this day he’s never been exposed for it because people for some reason didn’t find this scheme of his interesting enough to look into).
It is an absolute lie that Birtherism started in Hillary’s campaign. In that primary race, there were scores of other things that Team Hillary wanted to go viral to defeat Obama (as noted above), but claiming he was secretly born in Kenya was NOT amongst them. What follows below is what REALLY happened eight years ago, as I remember it. This is one of those instances in life where the truth is not as much fun or as useful for some people as they would like it to be and the lie they want to believe is more interesting…but the truth is that the only person who ever benefitted from Birtherism is Barack Obama himself and the Obama campaign itself pushed Birtherism as a false flag/red herring to discredit Obama’s critics and silence all criticism of his strange and mysterious past. That’s because Birtherism kept everyone from ever talking about all bizarre things about his life before he entered Columbia University that, to this day, he never wants anyone to ever talk about. So, here you go.
All About Birtherism: the Ingenious Red Herring That Has Successfully Kept All of Obama’s Real Secrets Hidden to This Very Day
Not many people seem to remember how much Birtherism helped Barack Obama back in his 2008 primary race against Hillary Clinton and the subsequent general election against John McCain. To this day, what is called “Birtherism” — the conspiratorial belief that Barack Obama was secretly born in Kenya, not Hawaii, and that fact making him somehow ineligible for the presidency — prevents any sort of conversation about the very real possibility that Frank Marshall Davis is actually Barack Obama’s biological father or that Obama may have fraudulently obtained favorable treatment from Columbia University in New York City by claiming he was Indonesian, not a black American, when applying to college there. Those are just two of the unlimited potential scandals that Obama artfully dodged because everyone and their brother was caught up in Birtherism and didn’t want to talk about anything else in 2008.
Has anyone ever stopped to think that maybe the Obama campaign itself created the whole Kenyan Birtherism red herring to keep people from digging into all the real secrets that Obama’s handlers wanted to keep hidden? After all, who other than Barack Obama ever benefitted from all the smoke and mirrors of Birtherism?
Just say for a moment that you were running a presidential campaign and you knew that your candidate had unique vulnerabilities that could cause everything to come crashing down around you if anyone poked around in his past, investigated his radical associates, evaluated how he misrepresented himself at various points in his life and career, and fact-checked his much-celebrated autobiography? What if you knew for a fact that your candidate was a sociopathic fraud and that he had aggressively lied through the years, inconsistently telling whatever useful lie he felt that he needed to tell in each critical moment to get ahead? If the campaign would have imploded if the right people started asking the right questions then the only way to win was to preemptively obliterate anyone’s abilities to ask those particular questions. In this mental exercise, remember that you are a Democrat, you care nothing about the truth, you believe that the ends always justify the means, and you think Saul Alinsky was someone commendable who should be revered and admired.
I argue that the luckiest of all breaks that Barack Obama had back in 2008 on his road to power was the whole Birtherism fixation on Kenya. Once Birtherism captured people’s wildest imaginations, even the demented ravings of Reverend Jeremiah “Chickens Coming Home to Roost!” Wright and Obama’s obvious connections to domestic terrorist William Ayers were lost in the background and no criticism at all of Obama’s past dealings was allowed. Anyone questioning anything at all about the suspicious and irregular holes in Obama’s biography, particularly about his sketchy time in Indonesia and stretch at Occidental College in Los Angeles before heading to Columbia, was lambasted as a “Birther,” with the net result being that Obama mostly sailed through the 2008 election without the kind of scrutiny that would have dredged up inconsistencies or oddities in his published life’s story.
The ridiculous Kenyan Birtherism conspiracy story allowed the Media to mockingly point at someone asking legitimate questions about Obama’s strange and elusive past and label that person “a Birther.” Once that mocking started, no one was willing to publicly entertain the thought that Obama was really hiding something horrible in his past from the American people…something that could have (and should have) ended his campaign for the presidency. People were much too afraid of being lumped in with the Birthers and so they kept their mouths shut about anything strange they would have otherwise talked about regarding Obama.
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[Click above to embiggen: This is “Scooby,” the weird GMC van that the Clintons seem to ride around in now. I never saw any kind of van like this used by anyone important until it appeared to pick Hillary up at that 9/11 event in New York earlier this month. Why can’t she ride in a normal car?]
Have you noticed that instead of a limo or town car that Hillary Clinton has been arriving at events in a strangely-shaped van?
This is the same van she was awkwardly lifted into in New York earlier this month, at the 9/11 commemoration event. She and Bill Clinton also emerged from a similar van as she arrived for the First Presidential Debate. During the chaos at the 9/11 event, one of her aides, who had no idea she had left the scene and had been rushed over to her daughter Chelsea’s apartment (instead of being taken to the hospital…because when you are having a serious medical problem and collapse in public, the sensible thing to do is to go to your daughter’s apartment…where odds are there will be less medical staff than at a HOSPITAL) let it slip that the codename for the mysterious black van was “Scooby.”
I think this is a reference to the “Scooby Van” that the Scooby Gang tooled around in on the Scooby Doo cartoon series. So, they call this van “Scooby” and they seem to enjoy riding around in it more than a limo or a sedan. I have never seen anything like this until that 9/11 event…and then again as the Clintons arrived on the Hofstra campus. What the Hell kind of van is this? For real.
But, then I watched the new show Notorious on ABC and several characters rushed into a similar van as they fled from reporters outside a courthouse. These “Scooby” vans must be a new thing that rich people are using instead of sedans or limos. None of the people who piled into this van on the show were lying about any secret medical conditions (at least not in this episode) and just seemed to favor this van for its plush comfort.
Notorious provided a nice look at the interior. I’m sure the production crew based this on an actual van of this type; you can see that it’s very comfy in there, with a high ceiling and a giant screen tee-vee and probably all sorts of communication gadgets. Does Hillary’s van have medical equipment in it that she needs…so that negated a trip to the hospital and she was able to just go to Chelsea’s apartment instead? Is this van like an ambulance or something or is it all just about the comfort?
I also wonder if Hillary’s having trouble getting into a regular limo or a sedan, so it’s easier to use this van. But what would she do as President? The presidential limousine (nicknamed, “The Beast”) is pretty much set in stone. The Secret Service makes the POTUS ride in that armor-plated behemoth. Would they let her use “Scooby” instead of “Beast”? I don’t think they can do that.
Take a look at some snaps from Notorious below. In case you’re curious, it’s not a bad show. I like the actress Piper Perabo and she’s the star. You might remember her from the cable show Covert Affairs. Two episodes have aired so far and they have been fun.
[Click above to embiggen: On the show, the van pulled away from the reporters. It’s the same kind of van as Hillary’s “Scooby” van.]
[Click above to embiggen: inside the van is a big screen tee-vee and all kinds of tablets and gadgets and amenities. I imagine this set was built to look like real “Scooby” vans that are out there. This view is facing forward, with the wall holding the tee-vee separating the passenger compartment from the driver. There are round speaker holes in the walls.]
There are so many strange things going on here, it’s mind-blowing.
This video was filmed on 2/3/1997. So it was just a few weeks after Bill’s second inauguration. Rosie O’Donnell is dressed like Ronald McDonald for some reason.
Hillary looks amazing. She was 49 at the time. So this is her before any of the weird medical problems of recent years. I don’t even remember her like this, not in a pantsuit. It’s odd looking back this far. She’s like a different person.
Back then, as First Lady, she’d show more of her personality and would do silly things like this. Again, I think this is who she really is instead of the character she plays these days, based on what her handlers tell her to do.
Twenty years later, at least to my knowledge, Rosie O’Donnell has never stopped dressing like Ronald McDonald.
I’ve had several people send me this, all of whom confessed that they could not stop laughing while watching it.
Before we get into it, I just have to acknowledge how awesome it is to live right at this moment in history…while we still have a working Internet, before Obama turns it over to the UN and it starts being censored. We really never appreciated what we had…and now the Left is going to take this wonderful invention and means of free expression away forever and hand it over to the globalists (who will restrict speech and not allow humor, especially the ridicule of political elites). Videos like this and websites you love that lampoon the powerful could all start vanishing as early as next week because of this handover of the Internet to UN control. It’s a scary thought and there doesn’t seem to be anything we can do about it.
It feels a little like those last days of Napster when everyone tried to enjoy downloading as much as possible before the announced time that the site would be shutdown on government order. But, like what happened with Napster, other things evolved to take the place of Napster…so whatever is done to the Internet by the UN, something else will rise up in its place.
But the creativity that goes into these videos by the “Bad Lip Reading” people (whoever makes them) is evidence of the remarkable magic and power of the Internet. Nothing like this could have been possible without this medium. It’s funnier than anything Saturday Night Live has ever done.
That’s why, I think, so many people want that UN handover…so that smaller voices can be silenced and creativity stifled, especially creativity aimed with political purpose.
Enjoy these things while you can. And why not give your Senators and Congress Critters a call tomorrow and give them an earful about this Internet handover nonsense. Register your complaint. Make someone in their office miserable listening to you. Apparently nothing can stop this disaster that Obama is so determined to create, but at least you can go on record demanding it be stopped.
This afternoon I had lunch with a good friend from the 2008 Hillary campaign. We did what we always do when we get together, which is to tell stories and laugh about our favorite parts from that race. Neither of us will ever do another presidential campaign: we did Hillary 2008 and that is it for us. The trauma of going through that race together is something that bonds us, now and forever. We both feel that committing ourselves to Hillary back then came with a lot of negative consequences that we are still dealing with. Yet, as I always say, I couldn’t imagine doing anything differently and I really wouldn’t change anything (except, of course, her losing back then). Looking back, there was no way for Hillary to win since the deck was stacked against her behind the scenes since 2004 when the DNC decided to back Obama in 2008 after Kerry lost. Hillary never had a chance and we were all punching against windmills because the Establishment wanted Obama and they got him.
One of the most memorable lines that Obama said during those rigged primaries was when he said that Hillary was “likable enough.” That came during a debate, where Obama was asked if he thought Hillary was “likable.” So, he said what he said and there was an audible gasp in the room. He instantly knew he screwed up and Hillary got some good traction out of hammering him with that for quite a while. I bet he regrets saying it to this day, like that “bitter clingers” line he used at a San Francisco fundraiser at the Getty Mansion that haunted him before the Pennsylvania primary in 2008.
The day after the First Presidential Debate this year, Hillary was on her plane talking to reporters…and for most of it she does the robot thing that she does in public…but if you watch until the end you will get this quick glimpse of the real Hillary Clinton. The sarcastic woman that allowed herself to be seen more in 2008, especially when it was becoming clear that the DNC would not allow her to have the nomination and she basically said, “Screw it” and just went around being herself (instead of the fake version of her that has wide-eyes and tries to smile and laugh a lot and not say anything biting or memorable).
That part at the end is the real her. Where she says, “Anyone who complains about the microphone is not having a good night.” And then all the reporters gasp and go: Oooooh! Burnnnnnnnnnn!
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