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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[Click above to embiggen: a bar taped a ollin Kaepernick jersey to the floor so people could wipe their feet on it. Personally, I think they should have superglued it to the inside of a urinal. That’s where it belongs.]
There’s an article over at HotAir today about how the NFL’s ratings are in the toilet…but people still love their sportsball, so many people are still watching the games. I just don’t get that. It makes no sense.
After what Colin Kaepernick and other players have been doing lately to disrespect America, I have a hard time understanding why anyone at all is still tuning in to the NFL on the tee-vee when there are better things to watch. If you truly just love sportsball (or you just like seeing hunky guys in tight pants chasing after each other, grabbing each other, and rolling around on the ground together), there are alternatives for you…starting with watching college games in your area instead (or just standing around Boystown on a Friday night, where you can see all the grabbing and manhandling you want, for free).
I’ve never understood the love for sportsball (which is a term that I lump all the pro-sports teams into; they are, collectively, just sportsball to me…in the way that I bet straight people can’t tell vintage Chanel or Oleg Cassini apart if your lives depended on it). Every now and again, I try to get myself interested in hockey…because sometimes I am in a social situation with straight guys and they start talking about one sportsball team or another. In those moments, I just hijack the conversation and start talking about the Lake Erie Monsters or other obscure hockey teams that may or may not be real. Or I talk about the Kurt Russell movie Miracle, about the USA vs. USSR big hockey game that happened long ago. After that awkwardness (since not many people follow hockey and/or Kurt Russell…or Croatian water polo games…or whatever other niche “sportsball” team I can expound upon), the conversation nudges along to something we can all talk about together…instead of just going on about the Bears, the Cubs, the Sox, the Bulls, or whatever those guys would have talked about otherwise. (I just wrote a book with Megan Fox all about sex crimes happening in public libraries and SLAPP lawsuits to silence whistleblowers, so that’s a good conversation-killing topic too!)
This summer, I tried watching the Olympics to see how much amateur sportsball I could take in an exotic cesspool such as Brazil. Outside of men’s gymnastics and anything involving Speedos, I couldn’t last five minutes staring at the screen and listening to the former athletes and talking heads going on about what was happening in front of them. There were some gorgeous specimens of the male form on display at the Olympics for sure. That gorgeous idiot Ryan Lochte sure didn’t fail to delight and entertain with his antics. The elegance of the gymnastic routines and the stamina of those hunks was a work of art. The diving was fun too, especially with adorable little Tom Daley prancing around. It was all a lot of Hot Damn! and Great Merciful Zeus! and Check him out! exclamations, which was fun for exactly a day and a half. I am gay as rainbows and while I loved seeing those scantily-clad guys in the muscular prime of their lives expertly executing all of their various moves while wearing as little as legally possible, watching the Olympics was like going to the Art Institute for me: I appreciated the beauty and I marveled at the talent…but at a certain point my brain had had enough and I didn’t care to see any more.
Straight people (and lesbians) love sportsball though, and scream and yell at the tee-vee and get all worked up over it. I’ll never understand why, but I accept that they love it. Sportsball is just something they love that my brain can’t understand. In places like Chicago, the NFL is the most important kind of sportsball of all, with very well-fed and large people dressing up in their favorite team’s colors and eating all kinds of gooey, spicy, and sweet snacks while drinking beer and screaming and yelling together on Sundays or Monday nights. So, sportsball is a social thing for straight people (and lesbians). The NFL means something to them that I will never understand, and I get that.
For years and years I tried to think of what my equivalent would be — something that I loved watching and that I felt was sacred to me, a thing that could never be taken away — and I couldn’t come up with anything. There are shows I love to watch (mostly mysteries like Elementary or spooky shows with hunky guys, like Supernatural) but when they aren’t on I find other things to do and I can give them up if I need to for some reason. I used to love the show Scandal (because gorgeous and sassy black women are almost as fun to watch as hunky guys), until an episode last year where the main character Olivia had an abortion and they played Christmas music while they showed her on the table, murdering the helpless little baby she had conceived (with the President of the United States on the show, no less). That was it for me and Scandal. Never again for me and Scandal.
Which was a shame, because I deliberately overlooked all the asinine things about social justice that actress Kerry Washington (who plays Olivia on the show) had said over the years. Washington is a big Obama kool-aid kid and it’s her right to be that if she wants. I’m able to separate what an actress says and does off the screen from how I feel about the show she’s on, no matter what stupid thing she says in interviews. I know not everyone chooses to do that, but I make the choice to keep liking a show even if an actress spouts nonsense I firmly disagree with. Olivia was just too fun of a character that I loved too much…right up until she had that abortion and the show presented it like the act was a marvelous and fun thing to do. Something that every woman should do. It made me sick.
I can love something and believe that I couldn’t live without it…right up until the point where something makes me mad and I realize how easy it actually would be to live without it.
I haven’t bought any Coca-Cola products for a few years now, not since Coke ran a disgusting commercial during the Super Bowl in 2014 or 2015, where they had people sing “America the Beautiful” in Arabic and Spanish, like that was a good thing. That was it for me and Coca-Cola. Never again for me and Coke.
I am someone who believes that if you move to this country then you need to assimilate and start speaking English so that we can be one people, with one language, living and working together as Americans. This push to Balkanize the US into various tribes, with each tribe gibbering in a different foreign language, disgusts me. I share Teddy Roosevelt’s view that there should be no hyphenated-Americans…just Americans. Coca-Cola is a company I will never patronize for the rest of my life because I don’t want to give them a single penny ever again. Let people who speak Arabic and Spanish buy their sugar water. I never bought Pepsi in all my life until Coke ran that terrible ad, but Pepsi products are the only sodas I’ll buy now. And that’s held firm for however long it’s been since that Super Bowl. God bless America!
I wish that more people would turn off the NFL and find an alternative. If you love sportsball, there’s sportsball all around you…where no one is disrespecting our anthem. I never had the honor or privilege of serving in uniform, but my heroes in life are the men and women in the military, especially the United States Marines. On the too-rare occasions that I’ve actually met a Marine in person, I’ve been awestruck. They are true heroes, not pro athletes. One of the single greatest evenings of my life was a few years ago when I got to have dinner with two Marines in Washington, DC when I was in town for an event and few things have ever been able to top that honor. If you disrespect our anthem or our flag or the other things that symbolize our country, to me you are disrespecting those honest to goodness superheroes who wear our military uniforms. I don’t understand how anyone could watch an NFL game (and, thus, put money in the NFL’s pockets via those tee-vee ad sales) when the NFL is allowing our anthem and our country (and by extension our service men and women) to be so disrespected.
If you really love America, I think you should stop watching NFL games. It’s a free country and you can do what you want, but if you love America then help teach the NFL a lesson it really needs to learn.
Here in Chicago, if you love going to a football game, there are about 7 different colleges always having games. There are plenty of hot guys in tight pants for you to watch run around and grab each other. (Northwestern’s games are the best, in my opinion, because the purple and white uniforms are the cutest). If you don’t want to admit that you just love watching men run around in tight pants and you want to pretend that you think football is just strategically fascinating, that’s okay. I am not trying to yank you out of the closet. You can claim you watch football because you are just interested in the plays and you aren’t staring at anyone’s butt. I will never judge you, because we are friends like that.
If you really just are into the strategy (yah, right) and love the game itself, there are tons of high school teams in your area you could support (without ogling!). That’s much better than giving money to the NFL: pick a school and become a team booster. Buy stuff from their concession stand. Cheer the team on. Attend their pancake breakfasts and spaghetti dinners or whatever. Write checks to the booster club. Wave your pennant while wearing your raccoon fur coat, or whatever goes on in the stands at sportsball games. I went to exactly one football game while in high school, and it was only because it was a big homecoming game in some important anniversary year and they needed as many people as possible to wear uniforms and pretend to be in the marching band for some big dance number they wanted to do…so I got roped into doing it, pretending I could play the drum or whatever instrument they had me hold as an extra. I’ve never been to a Bears game here in Chicago because it’s so cold in that stadium and the tickets are more than a week’s groceries, so too rich for my blood. But there is football all around, everywhere, if you really love football so much. You don’t need to be watching the NFL just to see your beloved football.
One of the truly frustrating (and, in this moment, ironic) things about Republicans is that they are like Charlie Brown with his bedeviling football…and they don’t walk away when Lucy yanks the ball out from under them or does something else malicious. Democrats aren’t like that at all: the first time Lucy yanks the ball, Democrats will find a way to take the ball away from her so it never happens again. Lucy would be punished for yanking the ball and would never yank anything again after Democrats taught her a crippling lesson. Growing up a Democrat, I’m still wired like that…where if something awful happens, I don’t just keep setting myself up for the awful thing to happen again. I put a stop to the awful thing and make sure it never happens to me again.
Republicans never seem to learn. If they want to advance at all in the Culture Wars, they need to start punishing entities like the NFL (or Coca-Cola) that disrespect America. That sometimes means giving up something you love or finding an alternative for it. For me, Diet Pepsi and Pepsi Max ended up being just the same if not better than my old Diet Coke and Coke Zero. I don’t even miss Coca-Cola products anymore. I don’t miss the show Scandal either. Life is full of alternatives. I enjoy the fact that neither Coca-Cola nor ABC got any additional revenue out of me after what they put on the tee-vee horrified me in their respective cases.
If you are a rabid NFL fan, all I’m saying is that hockey players have great butts too. And they don’t just stand around and then run for a little bit, but they glide all over the place in exciting ways. They punch each other right in the face too and get all bloody sometimes and are given time-outs when they are bad. It’s so much better than football. Hockey is a great alternative if you want something to watch. It feels like it’s always on, too, because they are always playing hockey somewhere.
Why not give that a try for a while and let the NFL go bankrupt as punishment for allowing the likes of Colin Kaepernick to become the face of your precious football?
Colin Kaepernick is Lucy, just effing with you. The NFL allows this. Why take it?
This is just anecdotal and observational, but I find it interesting.
We’re in a place as a nation where I think everyone can agree that the elites are out of touch and that regular people on the ground detest the Establishment. No one has ever really been able to wrap their arms around what that means, precisely, though. This discontent has been building for years and years and has mostly been ignored. It’s always felt a lot to me like the pre-Revolution period in France.
In college, I took a course on the French Revolution that is most memorable to me because the professor never actually spoke to us, apart from reading word for word from the text book. It was the last class he ever taught before he retired and I think he just always dreamed of doing this as a joke or something, but the man never even said hello. He never asked us questions. He’d just come in every day, put his briefcase down, open the text book, and would read for an hour. Then, he’d close the book, pick up his briefcase, and walk out. Everyone got As in the class. For being grown adults who were read to by another adult three times a week for a semester.
It was the most useful college class I ever took. I wish I still had that book, because a good portion of it dealt with the discontent and resentment that led up to the Revolution…and how the people living in Versailles were willfully blind to and delusional about what was happening all around them to the commoners. The Revolution could have been averted if that disquiet had been addressed at several key junctures (and France would have the tourist draw of a glamorous, chic king and queen to this day, eclipsing any tabloid interest the world would have in the Windsors in that alternate reality). But the Establishment knew better and felt it owned the people…or maybe the bubble at Versailles was just too all-encompassing and thick to see through, let alone pop.
In the future, if some professor walks into a classroom and reads from a book covering this election, I hope there’s a chapter on the disconnect that the elite have about how people really feel about both Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump. I’m in the very strange and surreal position of having a lot of friends who sacrificed so much to see her win the 2008 nomination…and some of them want to see her win the election now. I enjoy Hillary Clinton as a historical figure but I don’t admire her the way I used to. I never thought she was perfect, but I used to think she was smart and clever. I admired her resilience and ability to turn things around on her opponents. When she was at the top of her game, she was Evita-grade political entertainment unlike any female politician who’d ever come before her. I hope that even her biggest detractors can give her that: we were alive at a point in history where Hillary Clinton was this larger-than-life force to be reckoned with.
The enormity of that is lost on most people, I think because the 2008 election happened eight years ago and Hillary normalized the concept of a woman vying for the presidency. I know that people roll their eyes when her campaign says this is a “historic” race because we all have “historic” fatigue after hearing how “historic” Barack Obama’s presidency has been. Democrats really made a huge mistake in deciding to have “the historic and unprecedented first black president” come before the “historic and unprecedented first female president” because they could have had Hillary Clinton in 2008 and they’d be running Barack Obama now in 2016. So they could have had it both ways, knocking out two historic “firsts.” Obama’s to be credited for gaming the chessboard in a way that he seems to have been guaranteed to be president at some point, coming at just that moment where social pressures demand that “history-making” event (at a time when Republicans were still so stupid to not be setting up a black presidential candidate of their own, like an Allen West, who would have made an awesome president).
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[Click above to embiggen: Chicago is kind of like this; it’s not really a war-zone…it’s a city carved into distinct Districts, some of which are war-zones.]
During last night’s First Presidential Debate of 2016, Donald Trump likened Chicago to a war-torn third world country. If you read Drudge Report with any regularity (and you should, as it’s the best and most honest source of news), I can see how you would view Chicago like it’s located somewhere in Libya and not Illinois. The truth, however, is stranger.
A friend of mine visited Chicago for the first time a few months ago and had several days where she wanted to do some sightseeing when her meetings and seminars finished. She asked me to show her around and while we were talking about what she would like to see, I realized that Chicago is not really one city but is instead something more like that fictional country Panem in those Hunger Games books/movies. I’ve never read the books (because dystopian bleakness doesn’t appeal to me…probably because I live on the bleeding edge of dystopian bleakness in Chicago already) but I saw almost all of the movies. I don’t quite understand why they were so popular, but for some reason they captivated Millennials…and since I don’t quite understand Millennials themselves, I guess dystopia is just their thing.
In the Hunger Games world of Panem (I keep wanting to write that as PanAm, the greatest airline ever), what used to be the United States is carved into 13 Districts, each with its own personality and purpose. I believe there’s also “The Capital,” which is its own glittering entity apart from the Districts, sitting like Mount Olympus to lord over all the rest. Some of the Districts are better than others, with people engaged in various respectable or desirable trades…while other Districts are essentially hellholes of brutal and unrelenting suffering. The Capital keeps all the Districts under control through totalitarian means employing fear, intimidation, and sanctioned violence.
Chicago’s totally the same thing!
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[Click above to embiggen: the First Presidential Debate, available to watch on the YouTubes via the Internets on your computer.]
For those of you who can’t get enough of the First Presidential Debate, you can watch it on the YouTubes for yourself. I also wrote a live thought stream of what I observed as it originally aired, which you can find here. It’s an hour or so now after the debate ended and I thought I would take the time here to circle back and highlight some of what I believed was most important from tonight’s event.
Here are the Top Ten Takeaways from the Hofstra University Hillary Clinton vs. Donald Trump debate on 9/26/16:
10. What the Hell is wrong with Republicans that they allow known Media figures (aka, Democrat operatives) to moderate these debates? I ask this every four years…and feel like I will have to keep asking it every four years for the rest of my life. It’s similar to how I keep asking why the Hell we allow the Iowa Caucus to be first every time and wield such disproportionate influence over the nominating process…or why we even allow the ridiculous caucuses to exist in the first place and we don’t mandate secret ballot primaries for all elections. It’s things like this that make the conspiracy theorists amongst us believe that the deck really is stacked and some globalist overlord like George Soros really does dictate how we all must live…and that our elections are all just a fraud and facade. I really don’t understand why Republicans go along with all the things they go along with. It makes me wistfully miss the days when I used to be a Democrat, because it sucks being on the side of people who are so stupid that they refuse to stop doing things that help their opponents. Sometimes, being a Republican since 2008, I feel like I’m best friends with Lindsay Lohan: I see all the things she needs to stop doing — or at least seriously address — but nothing I say or do can ever get her to stop doing these things. It’s like being in an especially cruel and inventive corner of Hades, with the Cassandra-like eternal damnation of having to watch people repeat the same destructive mistakes forever…with them refusing to change and becoming instantly amnesiac soon after the same recurring problems befall them over and over and over again. Forever.
For the life of me, I will never understand why known Media figures like Lester Holt are allowed to moderate these presidential debates. This is no fault against Holt per se — who behaved himself better than Candy Crowley did, but more on Holt later — but rather my astonishment that Republicans keep allowing Democrat operatives to play Lucy to their Charlie Brown and consistently snatch the football away. Why are big-name Media stars used when someone completely unknown (but experienced and proven to be neutral) could handle being a debate moderator much better?
It’s not like the big name Media people are needed to draw ratings. No one is tuning in to a presidential debate to see Lester Holt. Those eyeballs are there to see the candidates (and hope for fireworks). I think the debate moderators should be completely unknown individuals. They should be used once and only once and someone else should be chosen the next time. These people should be professionals of some sort, but with a neutral bias and a need to maintain their professional credentials. Maybe they are attorneys, administrative judges, or arbitration moderators. I would look for this type of person: someone who is used to the pressure of being in a high-stakes environment and who has a lot of practice with combative parties and who is skilled at adhering to rules and enforcing rules in a professional way. I would hope that someone like that would not want to look foolish on television and would, thus, behave in a dignified and professional way while moderating a presidential debate.
The problem with consistently using big Media stars is that these people are entertainers in a sense: they have their fans and their niche audiences and they play to that. Lester Holt came into moderating this debate with admonitions from the Left about not letting Trump get away with anything and instructions from fellow Hillary supporters to go easy on her…and Holt played to that. He knows where his bread is buttered and who does his buttering. Having a totally unknown person fill the role of moderator would remove all of this. I wouldn’t even allow the person to be known before the debate started. The moderator is irrelevant anyway. Why not publish the questions in advance so there are no “Gotcha!” nonsense moments? It really should be the two candidates squaring off, with each one responsible for making their cases for their own candidacies.
Really, these debates should just have an administrative time-keeper and someone to gently step in to tee up the next topic of conversation between the two candidates. In that sense, it should function like two opposing attorneys in a courtroom delivering closing remarks to a jury, with a judge just sitting up there presiding over the order of the proceedings but not fact-checking anyone or rigging things one way or another.
9. Trump didn’t go for Hillary’s throat or ask her about any of her major lies…does someone tell Republican candidates to not go for the throat? This to me is like Mittens Romney back in 2012 not going after Obama over Benghazi or John McCain not doing anything memorable during his own debates in 2008. I feel like someone takes the Republican candidate aside and tells that person not to hit the Democrat too hard…or else. Were all of Trump’s kids accounted for tonight? Was anyone missing and being held captive somewhere as insurance that Trump wouldn’t go for Hillary’s throat? What else explains no questions to her about Benghazi, her many strange lies about her emails, her odd relationship with Saudi Arabian operative Huma Abedin, her bizarre health problems, etc. I feel that Trump has GOP consultants (who are best known for losing, not winning, elections) in his ear telling him not to do this and not to do that. But, this is why Republicans lose elections. The people watching want a good show. They want to hear hard-hitting questions being asked and see politicians be truly grilled.
I think that Trump was cautioned to not become another Rick Lazio. Remember him? He was the strange little man who went up against Hillary in her first run for the Senate. That race was competitive until he came at her with some weird piece of paper, giving her the chance to make a concerned and shocked face at him that implied she was afraid for her physical safety. Lazio was toast after that and Hillary comfortably sailed to victory. Every few years, Lazio threatens to run for something else again and people pretty much beg him not to and remind him that he’s terrible. He is a lawyer at some firm that few people have ever heard of and will go to his grave being “That Guy Who Was a Jerk in the Debate With Hillary Sixteen Years Ago.” Even I had to look his name up. I thought it was Lasko at first.
Was Trump told not to be a new Lazio/Lasko/Whatever? I really hope that Donald Trump is not listening to GOP consultants. To me, that is like taking sportsball advice from the Washington Generals. Why take advice from the people who couldn’t win to save their lives?
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What: The First Presidential Debate between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump
When: Monday 9/26/16 at 7pm CST
Where: Livestreaming on CSPAN, here.
Why: Taking notes on this debate so you don’t have to watch the whole thing if you don’t want to. Because we are friends like that.
Before we get into the debate tonight, it’s worth taking a few moments to note just how surreal all of this is. In so many ways. I put my heart and soul into Hillary Clinton’s 2008 campaign…which is something that I will never regret doing. It was the right move at the time and back in 2008 she would have made a better president than Barack Obama. In that moment of time, the Democrat Party was at a crossroads: would the moderates in the party survive and would Democrats continue to be forced to ameliorate and hone to the middle…or would the lunatics of the Left take over the DNC and relentlessly wield the Alinsky cudgel openly in everyday politics forever. Clearly, the Left won and it owns the Democrat Party now and forever.
Victim of Forced-Euthanasia Attempt at Joliet Area Community Hospice Doing Well, Regaining His Strength
Chester Siniawski, the man who survived a forced-euthanasia attempt on his life at the Joliet Area Community Hospice, continues to regain strength after his son, Chet, managed to free him from the JACH and move him into a hospital (where medical professionals actually work, not ghouls who try to kill people who want to keep living). Chester’s being fed three times a day now and is making huge steps in his recovery. A man who was cruelly denied food and starved for over two months is being given as much to eat as he wants and is loving it! He’s regained the use of his left side and, every day that he’s receiving proper nourishment and physical therapy, he gets closer to being the person he used to be, before his stroke in April.
The reason I care so much about this man is because of how horrific what was done to him truly is: he had a non-terminal stroke that he could recover from…but his own wife (who appears to have some kind of mental illness) wanted him to die and never recover, because she didn’t want to be bothered with having a husband in a wheelchair. Being a widow sounded more fun and a better time for her than having to care for a man who needed rehabilitation to regain use of his body after a stroke. That whole “in sickness and in health” part of the wedding vows didn’t seem to register with this woman. That right there is terrible enough…but on top of it there is actually a place in Illinois where someone this despicable can take her husband and staff will go along with a plot to withhold food and water from the man in order to euthanize him against his will. Just because his wife already has a black dress picked out and wants to put the “fun” back in funeral.
Forced-euthanasia has another, simpler name: MURDER. People who starve someone to death, when that person wants to live and be fed, are MURDERERS.
The Chester Siniawski case ended up being this perfect storm of horror and stupidity:
1. A man’s wife wants to be a widow and not a caregiver, so she decides it would be best that her husband be starved to death in a hospice instead of going to a hospital/rehab center where he would get better. This is the kind of thing that Alfred Hitchcock would have cooked up for a movie he could never have made…because no one would have believed it was possible to get away with.
2. The government of Illinois allows this demented woman to put her husband into the Joliet Area Community Hospice and check him in as a “resident,” because he legally could not be coded as a “patient”…due to the fact that he was not terminal. Only terminal patients can be coded as “patients”…so Chester was locked into this place to be starved to death as a “resident,” with his demented wife paying $250/day out of pocket to keep him in there until he could be euthanized against his wishes.
3. The whole time, Chester could speak and was begging to be fed. The ghouls working at the JACH would keep food of out his reach and allow his wife to eat the food instead of Chester. When visitors would bring Chester Muscle Milk protein shakes to drink or try to give him other food like soup broth, the visitors would be banned from visiting because they were trying to keep Chester alive and the wife/JACH wanted Chester to starve to death.
4. The Joliet police refused to get involved, even though a man who begged to live was slowly being murdered in a facility in their jurisdiction. The police claimed that because it said “hospice” above the door that they were not allowed to enter. Like it’s the movie The Ten Commandments and writing “hospice” on the doorframe in lamb’s blood has a magical power to keep an entity as powerful as the police from crossing a threshold.
5. No elected official in the entire state of Illinois or government agency would get involved because the place Chester was being slowly murdered in was called a “hospice.” Every one of these people said exactly the same thing: “Since people die in hospices all the time, no one can be murdered in a hospice. We won’t get involved if he’s being starved to death in a hospice because there must be a reason he is in there. If he was at home being starved, we’d send the SWAT team to help him of course. But because it says ‘hospice’ on the door, we are not allowed in there.”
6. Apparently, murder is legal if the building says “hospice” on it. Imagine the ramifications of that. The mob or drug lords could just buy a building, write “hospice” on it, and take people there…check them in as “residents” and then kill them. Since they died in a “hospice,” presumably no one in Illinois will care (since people die in hospices all the time and every state official we spoke with during this ordeal said that their jurisdiction stops at a hospice’s doors).
7. This really weird thing would happen when speaking to any of these officials and authorities where they would get really quiet, start to sweat a little, and their breathing would change. That happened when we would tell them that in Illinois euthanasia is illegal and that state statutes specify that deliberately withholding food, water, and other life-sustaining substances from a person with the intention of killing that person is murder. Chester Siniawski wanted to live and was begging for food and water, yet staff at the JACH listened to his wife and not him and would keep life-sustaining materials away from Chester so his body would shut down, with the goal of killing him. Officials would get really nervous and they’d even gulp as they tried to think about what to say next…since people are probably euthanized all the time in Illinois hospices with no one complaining. The reason this was an issue with Chester is that Chester did not want to die and his son and other relatives did not want him to die. So all the other people who are so used to looking the other way when euthanasia is happening didn’t know what to do when someone like Chester was actually being murdered.
8. The Joliet police only got involved when they were told they would have liability if Chester Siniawski, who was not a terminal patient, died and family members had repeatedly told the Joliet police that he was being murdered. The Illinois State Police had to actually intervene and tell the Joliet police that they would be liable for wrongful death and other lawsuits if they refused to speak with Chester and ascertain if food and water were being withheld from him against his wishes as family members claimed.
9. Not long after this happened, all the dominoes started falling. The JACH found a crooked judge that had some personal connection to the hospice who threw an unconstitutional gag order on the Siniawski family and forbade them from making any more videos of Chester begging for food and saying he wanted to live. The JACH did not want any more video evidence that Chester wanted to live and wanted to be fed. The fact that Chester asked for food and stated clearly that he wanted to live prohibited the JACH from continuing to starve Chester, the way that other people in that horrible facility are no doubt starved by whoever wants to euthanize them.
10. What I think happened at the JACH is that the staff just got used to people being brought there who no longer wanted to live or who had stopped resisting efforts to kill them. So the staff probably felt they were do-gooders in helping people end their lives by doing things like withholding food so their bodies would shut down. They pump these people full of drugs, keep food away from them, and end their lives. No doubt they go home each night believing they are angels of mercy and don’t see themselves as murderers or ghouls. But, when a man like Chester Siniawski begs to be fed and says over and over again that he wants to live and staff members instead listen only to his wife (who states clearly she prefers him to be dead), then there is a serious problem.
11. A guardian ad litem was appointed to Chester and at first seemed to side with the JACH and the efforts to starve Chester to death, since — again– I think that these people are all so accustomed to looking the other way so that people who really want to die can “end their lives with dignity,” despite euthanasia being illegal in Illinois. All of these people working in the legal system or in government seem to want to keep places like the JACH open so that they have somewhere to take a spouse or relative when they want to kill them in the future, should that person become too much of a hassle to care for when they are sick. Or, they want to have a place to go to have their own lives snuffed out if they suffer an illness or just get bored with being alive.
12. After speaking with Chester and observing things that his wife was doing, the guardian ad litem had no choice but to agree with Chester’s son Chet that Chester wanted to live, wanted to be fed, and should be moved to a hospital.
13. At the hospital, Chester’s wife continued trying to kill him by insisting that he have a Do Not Resuscitate order placed on him and she lied to nursing staff, claiming she still had Power of Attorney over Chester. Nursing staff were accustomed to just accepting things that a spouse says as true, so Chet had to bring in the doctor and show him that Chester’s wife no longer had any legal authority to make any decisions for him and that she was in fact delusional and wanted him dead. This woman is so hell-bent on killing Chester that she even refused to admit he was getting better and making progress in the hospital, when he clearly was rebounding after being allowed food and hydration again.
14. The doctors concluded that Chester was able to speak, think, answer questions, process information, and make his own decisions. Any papers saying otherwise were ripped up. Chester can read and can write his own name. He asked for Chet to be his guardian if anything else happens to incapacitate him.
15. The hardest part of all of this is the fact that Chester can’t wrap his head around the fact that his wife of 30+ years wanted him to die and not recover from the stroke. In his wife’s mind, the fact that Chester will have to be in a wheelchair at least temporarily meant that he shouldn’t live and it would be better and easier for everyone if he was taken to the cemetery instead of a rehab center. Chester’s in his 60s and could live another 20 years, but his wife would tell people that if he can’t play ball with dogs out in the backyard and can’t walk on his own, then it would be better if he was just dead. Meanwhile, Chester kept saying he wanted to live and didn’t want to die…but his wife would not listen.
The whole thing was like that Monty Python sketch about the Black Plague, where a cart was pushed through the streets demanding people bring out their dead…and one of the people tossed into the cart kept pleading, “But, I’m not dead! Don’t take me! I’m not dead!” Chester’s wife essentially insisted that he should be dead and the ghouls working at the Joliet Area Community Hospice went along with that and allowed Chester to be starved and denied life-sustaining materials for months. Police and other officials refused to listen after hearing the word “hospice,” because they said that whatever’s going on in the JACH must be okay because they trusted the staff to not be murderers. But…what if they are murderers? Why just trust that they aren’t doing anything wrong when family members come forward and plead to authorities that a man like Chester Siniawski was being starved to death and forcibly euthanized against his wishes?
I still can’t believe this all happened in America in the year 2016. It’s all like something that would happen in a Muslim country or the Soviet Union back in the day. It is my most fervent hope that once he is well enough and fully recovered that Chester sues the Joliet Area Community Hospice out of existence and also files whatever civil rights suit he can against the Joliet police and other government entities that refused to listen and wouldn’t help him when he was pleading to live and not be murdered.
The ONLY reason this man is still alive is because of GoFundMe, Twitter, Facebook. YouTube and other social media. I also credit Andrea Shea King for talking about Chester’s plight on her popular radio show and Tea Party groups around the country who also shared the video of Chester asking for food and begging to live. Once that video got out there to as many people as it did, it became impossible for the Joliet Area Community Hospice to keep food away from Chester.
Once Chester started being allowed to eat, he got strong enough to progress from Muscle Milk to soup. After soup came stew. And then fully solid foods. The JACH staffers had managed to starve this man to the brink of death, but that video of him begging for help made them back off…and that created a window where Chet and other visitors were able to bring Chester nourishment. He would have certainly died without that video….which is a video that a crooked Joliet judge tried to suppress and keep people from ever seeing.
The lessons from all of this are really clear:
A. If you have not done so, you should craft a living will that expresses what you want to happen to you if ever you are in a situation like Chester Siniawski. You’ve suffered a stroke or other injury/ailment…and you are in a bed but are not terminal. You can breathe on your own and can speak, but you are not your usual self. Do you want to be starved to death and denied life-sustaining nourishment/hydration and euthanized? You might even want to include a reference to Chester Siniawski specifically and what happened to him…and say what you want to happen to you if ever you are in Chester’s place. Personally, I do not want to ever be starved to death. I want to be fed. I want to be given water. I want the chance to recover as much as I can if ever I am struck down by a stroke or some other trauma. I do not want to be euthanized as long as I can speak, answer questions, and my brain is still working.
B. If you are ever in a situation where you are incapacitated, try your best to have someone take a video of you expressing your wishes. And put that video on YouTube and get it out there. Make it impossible for a facility like the Joliet Area Community Hospice to forcibly-euthanize you against your wishes. Prevent authorities and officials from being able to look the other way as you are murdered. Forget vanity. Beg for your life on camera. State clearly that you want to live and want to be fed.
C. If anyone you love is in a situation like Chester’s, get video! The video is what saved this man. Whip out your phone, talk to your loved one, get the person to answer questions about whether or not he/she wants to live, and if the person wants to live then make sure that video is public so the whole world knows. It’s the only way to save that person’s life, as Chester’s case proves. If it’s not on video, then it didn’t happen. That’s the biggest lesson to learn from all of this.
I really don’t feel comfortable getting into what happens if someone actually wants to die and be starved to death or euthanized. In Illinois, all of that is illegal…and that is the law on the books. Clearly, authorities don’t enforce this just like the government has chosen to ignore and not enforce immigration law. We’re in an age where our culture is seemingly deciding that some laws will be followed and others won’t be, particularly when emotions run high and people feel passionately about things on personal levels. I doubt the Joliet Area Community Hospice is making money off selling body parts like Planned Parenthood does, so the staff’s motivation in starving people to death isn’t one of profit…but instead these ghouls think they are doing something good and providing a needed service, regardless of what the law says. They are secure in the belief that they will never be prosecuted for killing anyone by starvation/dehydration because every representative of law and government is clear in stating that they will always look the other way. If you want to die in Illinois in a hospice or if your family wants to kill you in a hospice, then no one will ever consider that murder, regardless of what the law says. Whether or not Illinois ever formally legalizes euthanasia, the fact is that it’s clearly happening here and has been for years and everyone in power is fine with that. This is where we are as a culture and a society. Until giant lawsuits happen against euthanasia centers and local government that allows this, nothing is going to change. Maybe people don’t want this to change.
I just come back to the fact that life is such a precious gift. Every day, each of us ages. We’ll never be who we were at 18 or 25 or 30 or whatever. Our health deteriorates. We lose abilities. In time, we become ghosts of our former selves. As an American, I just don’t like the idea of ever giving up…and so I won’t ever give up. That’s my choice. I want to keep fighting and living for as long as I can. I hope that the people I love want that too for themselves. And if they do want to fight and keep living but staff at a facility and other actors try to kill them, you better believe I will do whatever I can to keep them alive. How sad it is that our elected officials and trusted public servants don’t feel the same way and operate under the kind of “death is better” mentality that the Soviet Union would have subscribed to.
I’m so troubled by this video of Hillary Clinton in some kind of coffee shop where she had a seizure episode while speaking to reporters that it’s worth giving it the Zapruder treatment and analyzing it section by section.
Section #1: Nothing weird is happening at first. Hillary’s wearing a blue pantsuit, standing in some kind of coffee shop, and she holds up an iced chai drink to her mouth and takes a sip. There is a bearded man asking her questions about Obama endorsing her. This part is actually funny because Hillary hates Obama (and the feeling is mutual), but the reporters are clearly all Obamabots and adore him (just look at the reporters…they are all the Ivy Tower-dwelling utopian types who still drink Obama’s Kool-Aid). Hillary then has to say something nice about a person she hates with never-ending passion, because she needs the Obamabot idiots to get what she wants, which is the presidency. It really amazes me sometimes that these reporters have jobs (and get paid a lot of money). The questions they ask are so insipid. They remind me of eager-beaver honor students at some prep school interviewing someone for the school paper, The Weekly Clamshell or whatever.
Section #2: Keep watching the strange-looking female reporter with the frizzy red hair (I have no idea who she is, but let’s call her Buffy. And her dark-haired colleague can be Muffy). Watch Buffy’s face as Hillary starts to do bizarre things. This reporter missed her calling in life: she should have been a clown at preschoolers’ birthday parties. She is whimsically expressive.
Section #3: The trouble starts 13-seconds into the video, when the bearded man stops asking questions, Hillary stops trying to pretend she gives a damn about Obama, and Buffy & Muffy start shouting rapid-fire at Hillary while jabbing their iPhones at her to record her. All of this activity (the noise, the rapid movements, the pushing of objects towards her) overwhelms Hillary and triggers the seizure.
Section #4: Watch Buffy! Hillary’s making weird faces, so Buffy makes weird faces back. At first it was involuntary and Buffy was genuinely surprised and shocked…then Buffy seems to think that Hillary was playing around and joking, so Buffy then plays back and makes weird faces too. The whole thing is so strange. I’m 40 years old now. I’ve been actively following politics for my entire adult life and writing about politics for almost 10 years now. I’ve never seen anything as strange as this Buffy-Hillary moment. Of course no one in the Media is reporting on any of this. But, it’s easily the strangest damn thing I’ve ever seen two people do in public. And I live in Boystown.
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Before we get into any of this, let’s be clear that I’m not a medical professional and I am only following clues left by others and working off my own observations of Hillary Clinton’s strange behavior lately. I’ve been observing Hillary since the 1990s, as I used to admire her, root for her, and for many years I wanted her to become the first female President of the United States. So, it stings more than you could ever know for me to say that here in 2016 I am deeply concerned that Hillary Clinton could be gravely ill or otherwise now have some strange brain problem that would dangerously impact her abilities to be president.
This is a large part of why I am not supporting her bid for the White House this year.
A theory that makes a lot of sense to me is that Hillary Clinton is experiencing what are known as “absence seizures.” Two examples of these are her strange behavior after her convention acceptance speech in Philadelphia (the bizarre faces she made looking at all the balloons, like she had become a toddler staring at a mobile above her crib) and the unsettling moment at a campaign stump event where she zoned out, looked frightened, and needed a Handler to walk her back to reality and calm her down.
Compare Hillary’s behavior in these instances with the behavior of these children afflicted with ABSENCE SEIZURES, where the children have been diagnosed as being prone to absence seizures:
Example #1: Hillary zoning out = Watch how her face just goes blank. The Media reported this as Hillary becoming afraid of something or someone in the crowd, but is that what really happened? Watch how the large black man who is her Handler sweeps in. He pushes the Secret Service agents away because he knows what is happening. Hillary is not in danger. She is not afraid of anything. She is having an absence seizure. Listen to what he says to her to calm her down. And then watch the video of the boy “Tyler” having an absence seizure and listen to what Tyler’s dad says to him. It’s very similar to what the Handler said to Hillary.
Absence Seizure Video-1 = Listen to what Tyler’s dad says to him. Compare it to what Hillary’s Handler said to her during the weird moment in her campaign speech.
Example #2: Hillary with balloons = In this video, Paul Joseph Watson (my new crush in life) runs through several of Hillary’s bizarre episodes recently where he argues that she is having strokes/seizures that the Media refuses to report on. Compare her bizarre laughing to the laughing in the second ABSENCE SEIZURE video.
Absence Seizure Video-2 = Watch all things happening to this child who is afflicted with ABSENCE SEIZURES. Compare to the things happening to Hillary Clinton. It seems likely this is what her problem is.
According to the Epilepsy Foundation, absence seizures are often referred to as “petite mal seizures” (as opposed to grand mal seizures). They involve briefly losing consciousness and coming back quickly, but with memory loss from the time surrounding the seizure. The “absence” is a mental absence, as if the person left their body for a moment or two. People around that person bring them back to reality by calling out to them, directing them to come back around, and propping them up so they don’t fall while they are “absent” during the petite mal seizure.
Overbreathing or photic stimulation can bring on the absence seizures. So, if Hillary over exerts herself, she experiences these. If she has too much optical stimulation with too many things coming at her at once or whirl of things around her, she has a seizure.
Just imagine her standing there on the stage at the convention and all the confetti and balloons come down. That’s probably what triggered that bizarre reaction from her. During the campaign event, her eyes were overstimulated by everyone in the crowd and she then experienced a resulting seizure.
Something called ethosuximide is used to treat absence seizures, as well as another drug called clonazepam. At this point, we’ve reached the limit of any medical knowledge I have. I don’t feel comfortable speculating on these drugs and if it’s likely that Hillary Clinton is being administered either of these (or others). However, after she had her freak out with the balloon at the convention, there were photos of her and her Handler walking down a corridor with Bill Clinton behind them. The big black Handler had some kind of syringe in his hand, ready to administer it. So, he’s there to give her a shot of something when she needs it.
There are days when Hillary seems to be wearing very heavy and bulky coats where she’s clearly hiding something. She never did this back in 2008. I don’t think she’s trying to hide weight gain, as she’s mostly the shape/weight she was in back in 2008. On some days, does she need to hide some kind of medical device or other personal thing related to absence seizures? Out of respect for her, I don’t want to speculate on what the bulky coats could be hiding…but if she’s losing consciousness is she also losing control of functions during those episodes…and so could the bulky coats be hiding something she’s wearing in case she has an embarrassing issue during the seizures?
Are some days worse for the seizures than others? Can they predict them somehow? Or does she wear the big bulky coats on days when she can’t get away quickly if something bad happens or she has to be on stage longer than she would like to be, so she wears protection during those events and the coat hides what she’s wearing? On days when she can just do a quick speech and then get off the stage maybe she does not need to wear whatever it is and chances not having it. Lately she does seem to hide under heavy, bulky coats even when it is 80-degree+ weather if she’s going to be at a long event. When she’s walking on to a stage and leaving in less than an hour, she’s in the pantsuits that she always used to wear all the time.
I have no idea what causes absence seizures/petite mal seizures. Are these in any way linked to blood thinners or head injuries? Sometime in 2010, it seems that Hillary started falling down a lot. She fell going into the White House one time, I believe in 2010. Then in 2012, she fell going onto her plane after climbing many stairs. Did that climb cause her to have an absence seizure due to overbreathing? In 2013, she apparently received treatment for a blood clot.
Is this a chicken/egg situation, where the blood clot causes the seizures…or did the seizures and the falling down cause the blood clot?
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