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Ron Paul: A show about nothing

It’s like, how much more Ron Paul could this be? And the answer is none. None more Ron Paul.

5,000 Americans contacted healthcare providers fearful they had contracted Ebola after the media reported that someone with Ebola had entered the United States. All 5,000 cases turned out to be false alarms…

Ebola is a dangerous disease, but it is very difficult to contract.

Finally, some common sense from the right wing. But then you realize: It’s coming from Ron Paul.

Ebola spreads via direct contact with the virus.

Meaning that what he says will sound reasonable at first. Until you begin to take it seriously, and think about it a bit, and then it will dawn upon you. This guy is an idiot.

To wit: What kind of viral disease can you contract without having “direct contact with the virus”? How the hell else would a virus take over your system? Telekinesis? You get my point. Jiminy Cricket, Ron Paul is a useless person.

The devastation wrought by years of war has made it impossible for these countries to develop modern healthcare infrastructure. For example, the 14-year civil war in Liberia left that country with almost no trained doctors.

You’re telling me the country’s doctors have Gone Galt. They’ve all come down with a case of Enlightened Self-Interest. Good for them, being so fully-empowered and self-actualized. Unfortunately, without them, Libertarianism will have a difficult time helping their poor fellow countrymen in a time of need. This virus in particular remains dangerously unimpressed with Ron Paul’s political acumen and philosophical dynamism.

President Obama’s response to the Ebola crisis has been to send 3,000 troops to West African countries to help with treatment and containment. Obama did not bother to seek congressional authorization for this overseas military deployment. Nor did he bother to tell the American people how long the mission would last, how much it would cost, or what section of the Constitution authorizes him to send US troops on “humanitarian” missions.

Nonetheless Paul has managed to come up with some advice for us. Here’s how we can all pitch in and stop this terrible epidemic:

The people of Liberia and other countries would be better off if the US government left them alone.

We can ignore it.

Leave it to private citizens to invest in African business and trade with the African people. Private investment and trade would help these countries develop thriving free-market economies capable of sustaining a modern healthcare infrastructure.

And after a few million people die of the disease, and Liberia has been reduced to empty jungle, a group of fully self-actualized individuals will descend upon the “country” and buy it lock, stock and barrel. That’s when the now-former Liberians will get the shiny healthcare system they richly deserve.


Callooh Callay, it’s Jonah Fugging Goldberg

Syrian tanks are ripping civilians to shreds. The pedophiles in Los Angeles’ unified school district multiply by the day. And mass-less neutrinos may be flying faster than the speed of light. Who knows? The world is a hash.

Reality titters at us. If only someone would make sense of it all.

Jonah Goldberg
Mr. Right Eludes the GOP
National Review | Feb 22 2012

“If we could just take a little bit from each of them.”

I’ve lost track of how many people I have heard say some version of this in the last couple of months.

Cream soda and biscuits! Jonah Goldberg. Goldberg! He’s here. taaah-daaah.

If there’s anyone who can patch a mess — wait, did I say Jonah Goldberg? He’s here! He’s . . huum. He’s doing whatever he does. And soon everything becomes white on white, by bright white, fluorescent lit. Tinged with marshmallow, highlighted with frosted cotton, dusted in quick lime. Look at all the details.

You say, sir, none of your drooling, pine-headed sloths qualifies for the presidency? Stragety brainyhoo time. Jonah Time. A little bit of one here, and a little bit of the other there, and no one goes to the penitentiary. Is that it? You could sew the liver of one on to the face of the other, and you’d have yourself another Ronald Reagan. He was a bole-spotted jack o’lantern if ever there were one. Dude was sharp like a tack. The stupid, soul-rending process of sailing right into the wind, he was. Where did we all leave the football, Agent, eh, Beaner Suit-guy?

Take Newt Gingrich’s verbal dexterity, encyclopedic grasp of politics, and techno-optimism. Add in Rick Santorum’s authenticity and religious conviction.

Throw in a billion dollars, and you, sir, have yourself a deal. That way, I’ll be long gone before Rick Gingtorum accidentally sets fire to the wheat fields, killing milllions.

Combine that with the essence of Ron Paul’s principled passion for liberty and limited government.

So President Paul Santorich can then lynch the African-American rioters.

Stir vigorously and then pour into the handsome, squeaky-clean vessel of Mitt Romney (while keeping his business acumen and analytical skill).

And you have visited Satan upon this planet.

And voilà, you’d have the perfect candidate.


Tea Party Flap A Stuffed Into Romney Slot B

Speaking of political people once seemingly important and powerful a year ago, where went the Tea Party? Where are they now? What have they been doing? How many bugs can they eat? I ask the questions no one else will.

“The Tea Party movement is dead. It’s gone,” says Chris Littleton, the cofounder of the Ohio Liberty Council, a statewide coalition of Tea Party groups in Ohio. “I think largely the Tea Party is irrelevant in the primaries. They aren’t passionate about any of the candidates, and if they are passionate, they’re for Ron Paul.”

And Ron Paul has been re-relegated to the sidelines. Ay, pobrecitos. The nation’s attention remains focused on right-wing politics, but nobody’s particularly interested in a teabagger any more. It must be depressing to feel so powerless after once having the Wonder Bread suits ply you with free hot dogs, placards and bus rides. Getting face time on Fox News with the likes of Sean Hannity — those were salad days, friend.

Mark Meckler, founder of the Tea Party Patriots, the nation’s largest Tea Party coalition, also says the Tea Party isn’t playing a role in picking the nominee. But that is by choice, not by accident, he says.

“The real Tea Party movement is not a political party, it’s a movement,” he says. “How can a movement endorse anybody? It really can’t.”

There’s a silly question. How can a group of people with a particular ideology pick a particular person? Obviously, it happens all the time.

I think this points out a certain truth: The Tea Party doesn’t have any ideology. They’re actually an expression of free-floating animus against a world evolving beyond their ken. A black president? An exploding ‘Latino’ population? A doomed white majority?

Scream it ain’t so. After giving so much to their beloved country, they’re limping into retirement, for what? So that their taxes can be used to pay for the healthcare/birthing of immigrants. It’s not true, but for them it’s a nightmare made real. Stop the government spending! This is not what the Founding Fathers, America’s white genius slave owners, would have tolerated. They remember what made America great.

Where is their 2012 cutting-edge traditionalist? Where’s their purist, rebel, soldier-thinker?

Ron Paul comes closest. He’s got racism in the bag: he’s been literally selling it for decades. The problem is he doesn’t actually relish targeting The Black Guy this way. Paul’s bank account has got a bigger taste for bigotry than his heart does. His loopy, war-dodging foreign policy makes him impotent against the Al Qaeda-hunting incumbent anyway, so forget him.

Newt Gingrich? He’s beautiful on the stump and in the debates, isn’t he? Poor kids will learn to unclog the nation’s toilets under President Gingrich. Black people haven’t yet learned how to work, incidentally. Problem? He won’t pull the trigger on the biggest target: immigrants. Here Gingrich throws away the game. He will not root out, jail, prosecute and expel the nation’s seemingly permanent foreign criminals. If you won’t bother with that, good lord, why bother with you?

Rick Santorum? A favorite of the spirited but entrenched Republican elites. But not the Tea Party. Why? He’s an avowed anachronism. He’s a giant-government social scold. He would throw the “issue” of contraception back to the states. Didn’t even know it was an issue, did you? He spends your hard-earned taxes like George W. Bush. He helped spend your-hard earned taxes the way George W. Bush did. He’d resurrect the War in Irag, $15 billion per month and all. No thanks.

That leaves Romney. Who’s obviously wrong on almost everything. Banker bailouts, healthcare, spinelessness, Mormonism, ugh. Except for one little thing: he could beat the black guy. You talk about huge. That’s why the hesitant mannequin just pulled half of the Tea Party people in Nevada. His potential will only loom larger as the primaries zoom by. So, hello Mitt.


I see the ghost of Mitt Romney, i.e. Mitt Romney

So many Republican presidential candidates, so many favorites. It’s like picking a particular virus. All the many, many things to consider. Do you just wanna die, or would you like to linger?

First the wingnuts think Michelle Bachmann is wonderful. She’s energetic and Christian and conservative right down to her Buckley® corset and stare. Isn’t she great?

The Minnesota congresswoman last month suggested that God was punishing Washington for excessive spending by sending an earthquake and a hurricane (Her campaign later said she was joking), noted the “rise of the Soviet Union” 20 years after that regime collapsed, confused Elvis Presley’s birthday with the anniversary of his death, erred on the location of John Wayne’s birthplace in Iowa, and claimed the famous Revolutionary War battle at Lexington and Concord had been fought in New Hampshire.

She’s also bright as a bag of midnight. Oh well, time to move on. How ’bout that Rick Perry? He’s friendly, got good hair and a drawl. What’s not to like?

“Let me tell you, there’s three agencies of government that are gone when I get there,” Perry said. “Commerce, education and the, um, uh, what’s the third one there . . Commerce, Education and the, um, EPA . . the third agency of government, I would do away with: Education, Commerce and let’s see . . the third one, I can’t. Oops.”

He’s clueless about his own campaign. And government. Boy, these people are . . interesting. How the hell did they ever get this far? How is it that they’re being taken seriously, even momentarily, as candidates for president?

It’s not like they’ve ever hidden these massive flaws. Bachmann’s been famously dumb and loopy as long as anyone can remember. She tried to amend the Minnesota constitution to outlaw gay marriage in 2003, 2004 and 2005. Her own marriage narrowly escaped.

When President Bush signed the Energy Independence and Security Act outlawing the future manufacture and sale of incandescent bulbs, she responded with the Light Bulb Freedom of Choice Act. You can imagine what that’s supposed to do, as if energy-sucking 19th century technologies were somehow American as eagles. If Sir Humphry Davy is so heart-broken, he can sit down with Tom Edison and have a cry.

Governor Rick Perry executed an innocent man charged with the arson murder of his own children. Killing innocent people is a sport in Texas. The mere approximation of ‘murder’ and ‘children’ in a sentence is evidence enough to shoot a man on sight. But Rick happens to be the head of government, which is supposed to manage it through legal means.

When actual arson experts (what?) looked at the evidence after the execution (who knew?) they saw nothing to indicate anything other than an accident.

. . Dr. Craig Beyler, hired by the Texas Forensic Science Commission to review the case, found that “a finding of arson could not be sustained”. Beyler said that key testimony from a fire marshal at Willingham’s trial was “hardly consistent with a scientific mind-set and is more characteristic of mystics or psychics.”

When government officials were to re-convene to consider the report, Perry finally sprang into action:

The Texas Forensic Science Commission was scheduled to discuss the report by Beyler at a meeting on October 2, 2009, but two days before the meeting Texas Governor Rick Perry replaced the chair of the commission and two other members. The new chair canceled the meeting—sparking accusations that Perry was interfering with the investigation and using it for his own political advantage.

Rest in peace, Cameron Todd Willingham. Your death is still considered a ‘win’ in Texas. In the end, that was the only fact Rick Perry paid any attention to.

The point I’m making here is that these Republican presidential candidates are a scary bunch. It’s shocking that any one of these loons is this close to the presidency. It’s especially shocking when they carry suicidal baggage the way they do: publicly and proudly.

Voters should be horrified by the selection of grotesques. They should be screaming bloody murder for being forced even to consider a Rick Santorum:

“I don’t want to make black people’s lives better by giving them somebody else’s money.”

Instead, they’re happy to pick one immoral, un-American fool after another. As if they were picking body sprays or Chinese food. Encouraged by the affirmation, a candidate cranks up the crazy and suddenly Mr. or Mrs. Average is dismayed. President Newt would do what to judges that annoyed him? Arrest them?

“Sure. If you had to. Or you’d instruct the Justice Department to send a U.S. Marshal.”

So much for the Constitution, checks and balances, judicial impartiality, blah blah. So many things stand between Newt and his liberty. It’s all pretty funny if your sense of humor shades to darkness.

It’s even funnier when you see where this is all going. The candidate to beat in this gnomic clusterfuck is Willard Romney. Mittens is a man so devoid of courage, color or personality he could be a cloud of carbon dioxide. People invite him to parties in case an electrical fire breaks out. He sits in the corner drinking fruit juice, no ice thanks, and talks to a candle.

Tomorrow, he will win easily in New Hampshire. That’ll put about 8 of his 10 slender, lady-lke fingers around the throat of the Republican nomination. He won’t take a firm grip for weeks. He won’t even think of squeezing for months probably, and the circus will go on. Meanwhile Ron Paul will surface to tell you that AIDS patients should pay not only for all their own healthcare, but for the carpentry and maintenance of slender coffins, their deaths being unusual and self-involved. Hooray.


Ron Paul could be whacko

This ‘Ron Paul’. He’s a kook?

In early book, Rep. Ron Paul criticized AIDS patients, minority rights and sexual harassment victims
Peter Hamby | CNN | Dec 30 2011

In his 1987 manifesto “Freedom Under Siege: The U.S. Constitution after 200-Plus Years,” Paul wrote that AIDS patients were victims of their own lifestyle, questioned the rights of minorities and argued that people who are sexually harassed at work should quit their jobs.


“The individual suffering from AIDS certainly is a victim – frequently a victim of his own lifestyle – but this same individual victimizes innocent citizens by forcing them to pay for his care,” Paul wrote.

Let’s see if I get this right. One of those lucky people, like diabetics and dialysis patients dependent upon life-long medical support, an AIDS patient, she/he should work like a Mali slave to survive? I anticipate problems. I see a giddy morticians’ lobby.

“Every year new groups organize to demand their ‘rights,'” he continued. “White people who organize and expect the same attention as other groups are quickly and viciously condemned as dangerous bigots. Hispanic, black, and Jewish caucuses can exist in the U.S. Congress, but not a white caucus, demonstrating the absurdity of this approach for achieving rights for everyone.”

You distinguish yourself with courage, Ron Paul. White folks get shafts, screws, short ends of the stick, lumps of coal, turds in their punch goblets, runts in their kennels, and rats under their chalets. Dude, why not have a White Caucus?

And well done, sir.


Ron Paul: I peddled bigotry but I don’t want to talk about it

Ron Paul’s newsletter in 1992:

“Order was only restored in L.A. when it came time for the blacks to pick up their welfare checks three days after rioting began. … What if the checks had never arrived? No doubt the blacks would have fully privatized the welfare state through continued looting. But they were paid off and the violence subsided.”


“. . those who don’t commit sodomy, who don’t get blood a transfusion, and who don’t swap needles, are virtually assured of not getting AIDS unless they are deliberately infected by a malicious gay.”

Ron Paul, 1995, telling you how great this literature is:

. . followed by Ron currently refusing to discuss all the racist, homophobic junk he published for years and profited from.

It’s been out there for a long time, so the current question isn’t what sort of man Ron is. He’s fatally flawed. The question is: How has he remained so popular? He clearly doesn’t merit the attention.

You will recall a Black candidate from 2008 who had to disavow the personal and professional relationship he’d had with a supposedly racist pastor, Jeremiah Wright. That was so disgusting a liaison in Conservatives’ eyes that it categorically eliminated Barack Obama from being president. It didn’t matter that Wright was not, in fact, a racist.

Now you’ve got an Iowa caucus frontrunner that, if not himself a racist, ran a business that peddled nasty bigotry year after year after year. He profited handsomely from the trade. But he’s currently more popular than ever?

I’m sure our Conservative friends will get around to holding him up to the lofty standards that all presidential candidates must meet. Eventually.


The rise of Newt brings out the right-wing knives

Someone isn’t exactly happy with the Gingrich-ian weather:

The Democratic Party? The Committee for Marriage Fidelity? Tiffany’s accounts receivable? Nope — Ron Paul. More:

A few of Newt Gingrich’s… Not-So-Greatest Hits:

. . In 2007, he accused the Bush administration of fighting a “phony war” on terrorism, and declared “a more effective approach would begin with a national energy strategy aimed at weaning the country from its reliance on imported oil.”

In 2008, he hailed John McCain’s efforts in the crafting of the TARP legislation:

“Gingrich put out a statement hailing McCain’s eleventh-hour intervention. ‘This is the greatest single act of responsibility ever taken by a presidential candidate and rivals President Eisenhower saying, I will go to Korea.’ Eisenhower’s pledge was enough to reassure voters that if elected he would find a way to resolve the Korean conflict. McCain’s high-octane involvement in the bailout is meant to convey the same sense of stature and leadership, and to provide cover to reluctant Republicans to support a deal that runs counter to everything they thought they stood for.”

Mother Jones? Nope — National Review.


Getting a Life: It Has Its Pros and Cons

A person shouldn’t spend a lot of time on the Magic Book of Faces drinking coffee, staring into space (cyber and otherwise), and giggling at his or her own jokes. On the other hand, if I hadn’t spent this morning doing just that (ok, it’s 25 after twelve, quit nit-picking), how would I have stumbled upon this?

Pin-ups for Ron Paul. I thought it was a parody but…it wasn’t. I don’t even know what to say. I guess if there are people of color and liberals who can find reasons to support him, there are women that misguided as well. Like a chicken voting for Frank Perdue.

There are only two partial explanations for this display that I can come up with.
1.) Ambition. The GOP seems, in its Insane 2012 Death Spiral Dance, determined to graduate from “just plain nuts” to “eeeewwww, gross and nuts.” 2.) Yuck. I remember a guy I knew years ago that told me “Crazy chicks are hot.” I didn’t take that as a compliment since I was sleeping with him at the time. Although, in retrospect, since I chose to be with him, maybe he was right.

I guess some women need to see what life is like when they go ‘self-respect, optional.’ Calgon, take me away.


A few choice words on Ron Paul . .

I am not a conspiracy gal, but, in fact, I am out to get Ron Paul as his eyebrows might be the most genuine things about him. People think he is more of a joke than a threat because he has a slightly smaller chance of winning the White House than I do, but here is what’s important about him:

1) For a guy who can’t really win an election, he has been taking up a seat in Congress for around 30 years, voting no on virtually everything because he is “against government.” Way to collect a fat (government) paycheck for doing the people’s business without actually doing any work.

2) Most important, some of us have been watching Paul for some time and are aware that the avuncular Libertarian thing is an act, albeit a successful one. He pulls in lots of pigeons, I mean followers, who can’t see past “End the Wars” and “Legalize Drugs.” Many of these political morons, I mean Americans, who are entitled to their own point of view spend all their time splitting the Left on behalf of their Libertarian Savior and getting very nasty when you attempt to point out that it directly aids the extreme Right.

3) It is now WELL documented that Paul is a serious career racist and has been since well before he began his career in Congress. His writings and associations over this time come from his deep involvement with the worst of the worst: basically, white supremacists and neo-Nazis. If you really want to see his most solid and consistent fan base, check out the threads about him on Stormfront.org and vdare.com. Oh — also, he is down with the John Birch Society. Takes money from, does photo-ops with, speaks at functions of, etc., all of the above. BTW: he hates women, LGBT people and poor people as much as he does people of color, but, if I get into all of that now, I’ll be in “new post” territory instead of comments [*boing* –ed.]. His writings and speeches were much more overtly racist in the past — he’s stealthier now, but, sadly for him, his past garbage has been preserved and is being re-distributed.

4) Even if none of the above were true, he is partially responsible for the existence of RAND PAUL. I rest my case.

As far as the eyebrow thing it is also possible that Dr. Paul has health issues that contribute to their disappearance, but, if I knew anything about, that HIPPA laws and patient confidentiality would prevent me from revealing it at this time. All I can say is Ron Paul is a very, very bad man despite any appearances to the contrary. American politics is very much about appearances, but, in Ron Paul’s case, a little peri-ocular merkin situation might be the best thing about him.



Ron Paul sports fake eyebrows

I’m not a conspiracy guy, I’m not out to get Ron Paul. I might not care for his politics, but he’s likely the most benign monster lurking in the Republican closet. So I’m less motivated to attack him than probably 50 other right-wing assholes.

But, as for controversies, I’m in on this one: Ron Paul wears eyebrow toupees. Really. He carries an unhealthy narcissism relative to his supra-orbital hair, and attends to it by pasting ‘brow falsies.

What? Where the hell did this ‘news’ come from? From a handful of people who noticed a strange thing about the 75 year-old in Tuesday night’s Dartmouth debate. It took a couple of days, but somebody dug up the quizzical pic. The image is running wild across the internet:

That is . . uh . . hmm. It looks to be a brow wig. With a normal human brow loitering in its proper place, underneath. I had no idea such toupees had cause to exist, but apparently they do (vanity, thy name is Pete Gallagher). Hard to explain that image absent photoshopping or some hirsute lens flare. Credit Paul’s intrepid staff, they did try:

Jesse Benton, a campaign spokesman, insisted that Mr. Paul had been the victim of the elements, namely a heavy pollen season in New Hampshire, and called accusations that he’d been artificially enhancing “stupid” and “insulting.”

“Dr. Paul’s allergies acted up a touch,” Mr. Benton said . .

Yes, when you get allergies, your eyelashes crawl in your ears. Sure.

Anyway, I thought it all preposterous. He has weird eyebrows — who cares? I went on to the ‘image’ Google, and I looked and I checked. And nothing jumped out. Yeah, it was odd that his eyebrows got darker with age. It was strange that his eye hair progressed to perfectly monochrome and linear over the decades. But what do I know of these things? Andy Rooney’s eyebrows were a riot. A white riot, but they’re a fungible, mystifying chaos.

And then I came across this pic from a February 2010 article in the New Mexico Independent. Now, I’m convinced:

I’m amazed by this. Eyebrows, of all things.


Of the Republican mind: Ronald Reagan and other fantasies

Video fans, they’re back. Those pithy clips of Republican debate highlights. Or lowlights. Duolights?

Witness all the complex gobbledygook running around the next president’s head:

How many of these debate geniuses were there, again — eight? And this demonstrates the range of issues they covered in an hour? Foreign policy, anybody?

Let’s be honest: there’s not a single one of these America Daddies that even remembers who Ronald Reagan really was.

Reagan’s political chops came by way of running a labor union. He campaigned in the South on racist ‘State’s Rights’ politics. Upon becoming president, he embarked on a reckless 8-year spending spree that blew up the debt and deficit likely beyond our ever shrinking it again. When he grasped his monstrous deficit problem, he raised taxes over and over and over. He granted flat, blanket amnesty to millions of illegal aliens. And then, maybe best of all, he negotiated with Iran’s terrorists, agreeing to ship them anti-tank and anti-aircraft missiles in the hopes they’d somehow be nice to him. Secretly. Criminally. He got caught, he lied, said he didn’t remember, then he took responsibility by saying, essentially, “I still can’t believe I did this.” What a Daddy.

And then he left office with the economy in shambles. A taxing, spending, racist, cowardly, criminal, immigrant-appeasing blower of Iran’s Islamist goats. The stuff of Republican dreams . .


You were right: Ron Paul is dumb

Mr. Randian Austrian Economics rebelogue, Ron Paul, opposer of wars on intellectual and moral grounds, ain’t exactly smart. Sorry to break it to you, fantards.

Here, in the video evidence, Ron makes the mistake of pretending to be too brilliant to get snared in the non-debate: is Evolution a Margy Parble? Because he’s a genius, he kindly relents and weighs thoroughly in. And the unique facade of the right-winger with brains clatters to the ground:

I think it’s a theory. The Theory of Evolution, and I don’t accept it, you know, as a theory.

This dodge? This is your standard knucklehead response. “It’s a ‘theory.’ Pbbbfft, ha.” Standard dick-4-brains argument, a la Rick Perry. A la millions of anti-Science morons, Ron Paul officially being one of them. A Scientific Theory is not the same as a Scientific Figment of Egghead Imagination. The Theory of Gravity co-exists with gravity, Ron. It explains very neatly how things fall out of the sky and the speed with which they hit the ground. You old fool.

. . The Creator that I know, you know, that created us, and every one of us, and created the universe, and the precise time and manner, and all, I just don’t think we’re at the point where anybody has absolute proof on either side . .

If, after 76 years of living on this planet, this response demonstrates the length to which your curiosity extends to Evolution, you’re a pale Einstein. Frankly, about one of the great, shocking revolutions in thought and in understanding the world around you, you just don’t care. You’ve never lifted a cerebral finger, and you never will.

The evidence, centuries of it, amassed by tens of thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands, of people, stacks very cleanly on the side of Evolution. If you fancy yourself worldly and intellectual, but this is your pathetic awareness of the world’s existence, either your brains or your feet are made of clay.