Scott Finch-Slater

I’m taking a breather from political commentaries to report on one of the most horrifying experiences I’ve had since walking in the local Co-Op store.

Yesterday started out like any other Saturday, I got up around 0800 drank coffee while watching Fox News. Having had yet another flat tire the day before, repairing it was first on the list for the day. I walked the two miles to the auto parts shop and bought a package of tire plugs that were pushed through a hole in the tire and seal it. To get to the damaged tire in the trunk, I removed my golf clubs, a push cart, umbrella, folding chair, used printer cartridges, golf shoes, a bag of Christmas bows, dress shoes, two sweaters, two slices of pizza that were now petrified, three basketballs, a volley ball, two bottles of Chrystal brand hot sauce, a tool bag, two cardboard signs that said no ObamaCare, western boots I was to get repaired, the suitcase I carry my audio/visual equipment, a box of gloves and my wife’s Japanese art panels. I spent 20 minutes getting the junk out and neatly stacking it in the order of removal. All in all the tire was too damaged to repair so I threw it back in the trunk and went hunting for another tire.

I remembered a couple of friends telling me Walmart was a pretty good place for inexpensive tires so that’s where I went. While waiting, I went into the grocery part of the store for some red peppers. I honestly have never seen anything like the sight I saw in the store. I’m not talking about the grocery section but the people who shop at Walmart.  I’ve heard people say something about the Walmart Look but I didn’t really consider it until then.

I was midly shocked at the number of people who looked like they haven’t seen a bar of soap in months. Most of the men at Walmart wore logger shirts that didn’t make it down to their belts while others wore sports team jerseys with someone else’s name on the back. I don’t understand why people wear shirts with another’s name on it. Do they believe people will believe they are the person named on the back? One very disgusting Walmart man was wearing a jersey with Peyton Manning’s name on the back and just when I was going to ask him why he breathed on me. It seemed a requirement for  Walmart men to have greasy unwashed hair twisted in pony tails and tied with red rubber bands. One of the unwashed was grinning at something across from me and revealed teeth that looked like black Jellybeans. Looking at the Walmart women I knew there was one for him. I’ve not come to any conclusion as to whether Walmart men think they’re cool with the unwashed look but I suspect that’s the case. On Sundays Walmart men like to wear dress-up sweat pants and tops and sometimes it’s a matching set.

Walmart men purchase beer by the case-the rack as they call it- I think this is a reference to deer hunting but I’m not sure because I heard a Walmart man say to another, “she has a nice rack.” Overwhelmingly the beers of choice for Walmart men are Bud Ice, Colt 45 and one called Old English. What I know of these beers is they are high alcohol. I also discovered Walmart men fancy hats named after chain saws and tractors and it’s stylish to have bits of axle grease on the bill. Even the sons of Walmart men wear hats except they’re on sideways. Their teeth are just as bad but they deflect attention with bits of metal poked in their eyebrows and ears and tattoos around their necks. I saw a couple of very young Walmart children already sporting tattoos on their necks. What in the world happened to these people that they should look like this, I wondered. The men who had on the logger shirts that wouldn’t cover their Bud bellies wore jeans that didn’t cover their behinds and I caught a couple of Walmart women peeking at him. I got a sick feeling this is a turn-on for Walmart women. If Walmart women find that sexy then Teddy is a knock out to them.

Poor Teddy was the Walmart cashier on lane 10. Teddy was definitely a Walmart man because of his hair. Teddy didn’t have a greasy-looking ponytail, he had far worse. Teddy the Walmart cashier had on a rock-star wig, you know like some of the hairstyles of the 80s. This one was dreadful because Teddy’s face was a dot compared to the size of his wig and he looked like he a coyote sleeping on his head. Before continuing about Teddy, let me tell you briefly about my wife, Gigi. Gigi knows I am apt to let my thoughts take the form of words and pour out of my mouth like a tsunami and when she see me looking intently at someone she knows it time to intervene. She does it just like the Dog Whisperer does to a snarling mutt. We went of a cruise just after the 9.11.01 Muslim attack on America and the security line at the cruise Vancouver cruise terminal had a Muslim woman searching the suitcases. Ms. G as I call her saw me with that look and knew if she didn’t send me for another luggage ticket I would have said something about the irony of having a Muslim as a security guard right after 3,000 people were murdered by Muslims. My wife saw I had Teddy in my sights but she couldn’t act fast enough. I walked over to tell Teddy he looked ridiculous in the wig especially when he would flick his head to the side to scoot the bangs back over his ears. I felt good to having helped a fellow bald guy accept his lot in life and with mission accomplished I wondered off to other parts of the cavernous store. Rounding isle 16 I came face-to-face with the beast-a Walmart woman.

Just around the corner on isle 16 stood Thunderella eyeballing underwear and bras and I was three feet from her. I really felt the urge to direct her to the sporting-goods section to look at one of the tents on sale because the underwear she was interested in looked like one of the parachutes the U.S. Army used when retaking Corregidor. Thunderella was a massively obese woman in her mid-thirties wearing the most inappropriate clothing a woman that size should wear but she is after all a Walmart woman. Thunderella had on stretch pants and a blue sweatshirt that resembled a tarp. She had fake finger nails painted purple and dirty white sneakers without shoe laces. When Thunderella moved her truck-sized butt moved like the beginning of an earthquake. I thought to myself, well at least she’s walking. Thunderella momentarily disappeared but shortly returned riding one of those disabled scooters. I thought I could hear the tires screaming for help as she went by. That’s when the terrible odor hit me. I won’t describe the odor other than to say it was a mix of barnyard animals and dead pigeons. I think it’s safe to say that eight out of ten Walmart woman is morbidly obese and wore either stretch pants or sweat pants both needing a two day washing and dousing of insecticide.

There were so many giant Walmart women in the store there weren’t enough carts to go around. The other Walmart women hoping for a scooter waited in McDonald’s chomping on fries and burgers. Every Walmart woman who had grocery carts had a least three ‘racks’ of diet soda. I have never understood why obese woman drink diet soda; it’s an odd contradiction. Not all Walmart Women are massive, there are the skinny rat-looking Walmart women.

The skinny Walmart women all have bad teeth, smoke, take methamphetamine; wear stained jeans so tight that if they passed wind it would form a bubbles at the ankles. Skinny Walmart women apply make-up like a Van Gough Painting. Their eye shadow is the nauseating blue kind from the 70s and their lipstick is whatever was on sale in the paint department. Every skinny Walmart woman had their pants pulled down low enough to reveal their tramp stamps. My daughter Marissa explained the term tramp stamp referred the tattoo Walmart women have just above their butts. Finally making my way to the produce section I saw her, the Walmart grocery model standing by the turnips and rutabagas. Her name is Mobychick and what a sight to behold. She wore an orange dress that was way too short and revealed pale white legs the size of Sequoia trees. Now for sight that scared the life out of me: Mobychick’s butt hit the row of neatly stacked Kiwi fruits and knocked a few to the floor. It was when she bent over that I saw the moon up close. Moby was wearing a thong and seeing that drove me to the yellow pages to find a psychologist for an appointment.

In the politically correct times we live we’re not supposed stereo-type people but stereo-types are usually based on something observable or factual. For instance if I asked who was likely to own a Laundromat and dry cleaners what do you think most would say? Stereo-typing people who go to Walmart has a specific term to classify them. Millions of people know this classification as the Walmart look just as they know what a trailer park girl looks like. The Walmart look is distinctive and conjures up the image of unsophisticated and uneducated people who have little motivation to change. I also believe it’s generational and the result of the welfare state.

American tax-payers foot the bill for millions of people on welfare providing a safety net for people who can’t or don’t want to change in a positive way. The Walmart look best describes the look of generational welfare and is distinctive. Sociologists won’t admit there’s the Walmart look but they know exactly what the term means. Sociologists would agree the Walmart look is related to poverty. Anyone who’s been to a third world country knows what real poverty is. True poverty exists in countries that have no welfare entitlements. I don’t have solid facts but I saw more pregnant teenagers at Walmart then I’ve seen at Sears. Here is my observation of why the Walmart look is uniquely American;

My wife and I travel to the Philippines every year for a month. We plan on retiring there when the time comes. My first trip there a couple of years back was truly a cultural shock. Manila is the largest city on the island of Luzon. Manila’s population is nearly 12 million people and true poverty is rampant. There are no welfare programs and no food stamps. The government does not supply med coupons or provide subsidized housing. Poor Filipinos live in make-shift housing made of corrugated steel sheets or pieces of plywood the occupants bartered for or found in a trash pile. Children and sometimes their parents and grandparents ask drivers stuck in a giant log jam of cars ask for money. Most however, sell individual sticks of gum, a single cigarette, some candies or a trinket to try and earn a Peso. Manila has true poverty it does not exist in the United States.

 Often times one generation of low income recipients teach the next how to “work” the system for the handout. I get irritated when I hear a social worker talking about ‘poverty’ as if it’s a disease that has no inoculation. The poor in America are not motivated to change because the government makes it too easy to stay unmotivated. Is there the Walmart look in the poorest parts of Manila? I didn’t see it and no one I spoke with could come up with a suitable stereo-type. Only in America is obesity a common denominator of the low income. The children of the low income and uneducated will have the same look as their parents if they don’t make the change necessary to better themselves.

Driving through the housing shambles of Manila in the early morning a visitor will see school children wearing uniforms and heading for Catholic school. It’s an odd juxtaposition. The poorest Filipino parent makes the most sacrifice to send his or her children to school. That sacrifice is not found among the low income in the welfare state. The poorest Filipina cannot be distinguished from the richest if you saw either in one of the many malls.

The Walmart or trailer park look will be with us as long as the public handout exists and the incentive to change is not encouraged.

I stopped by the Walmart later to see if Teddy came to terms with his baldness. One of the associates told me Teddy resigned and was going to taxidermy school.

Scott Finch-Slater

My disclaimer to start with: I oppose the normalization of homosexual behavior. I am not a homophobe because homosexuals do not scare me. Remember, what fellow blogger DAWNDAWN and Miss Vicki said about me: ‘you say the things others might be thinking but don’t want to say. Yes, Virginia I am a verbal bomb-throwing; nuclear word-strike lunatic. Now for the highly offensive:

During his Hate of the Union Address last week, B. Hussein Obama threw a bone assured his homosexual supporters he would work to repeal the Don’t Ask; Don’t Tell policy in the U.S. Military. Why he thinks it needs to be reversed is anyone's guess. The only reason I can think of is because militant homosexual soldiers want to flaunt their sexual behavior for all to see and the policy closets  suppresses that urge. I will never understand why some homosexuals have such an overwhelming urge to publically announce with whom they want to have sex.

The policy, in place since the early nineties, prohibits recruiters or any other military personnel from asking questions about the sexual orientation of another military member. If the homosexual soldier decides the urge to tell everyone is as great as their urge to have sex out they go. That’s fine with me and 98%-my own baseless estimate-of military members. Look, I don’t care if someone wants to engage in homosexual sex but why do we all have to know about it. Can’t homosexuals find anything else to be proud of? What’s happened to personal integrity? The answer is simple when it comes to the militant homosexual population, they’re as proud as pudding about the way they have sex and they want everyone in the world to know it. Apparently it’s the only thing they ARE proud of.

Admiral weighs in on Don't Ask Don't Tell

Blogging is a word that came by way of the technologic leap of a few years ago. The term is well known among we who do it but and obscure to those who aren’t readers of on-line content.

A few months back, I mentioned to a friend that I’ve become a blogger and it’s impact on the way I view life through my quagmire. A serious look washed over his face and in a low breath he said he was very sorry. Sorry, why would you be sorry I asked? My friend, with the same look on his face said he heard many people had it hoped it wouldn’t be as contagious as Swine Flu. He really had a pained look and asked me if there was a medication that would help. He was relieved when I explained it wasn’t a disease. I let him know blogging was writing commentaries, reviews or any other on-line writing. Oh, can you pass me another slice of pizza he asked as he was handing me his bottle of Purell.

The simplest explanation of why we blog is to say we enjoy it but, really, it much more than that. Those of us who are prolific writers do so mainly because we are passionate about the subject we write. I described it like a personal relief when we get it out. For me, as a political blogger, my fire-brand; bomb-throwing, nuclear word strike keeps me centered and able to get from one day to the next while my country is assaulted from the left. Many bloggers would agree that once we post our commentaries, essays, or food recipes it’s a personal soul cleansing.

While bloggers shower themselves and others with a canopy of words to express points of views, we also know some our loyal readers live their lives vicariously through us as we say the things others think but can’t or don’t want to say publically. One fellow blogger after reading on of my posts put it best:

dawndawn writes:

Well Done!

Thank you for your most excellent essay! You have read the minds of so many of

us....

While blogging provides us with personal relief and satisfaction, we so appreciate comments like dawndawns. When our fellow blogging compatriots find something fulfilling in our blogs, it is truly a compliment of the highest order. The greatest honors for any blogger are loyal readers, whether they agree or not. When we link our thoughts to those of others and are fortunate enough to actually meet one of them is the coolest thing of all. That happened to me last evening.

At a very nice Italian restaurant last night, I saw my friend Rosa with her gentleman friend Howard. I knew Howard had the same conservative values as I do and was just as vocal to Rosa about them. I had no idea he was such a loyal and dedicated reader. I could tell Howard was happy to meet me in person, but the greatest happiness was for me and the privilege to meet him. Howard and Rosa and millions like them are the reasons bloggers exist and it is they who complete our inner circle.

My circle is complete and rounding the curve for another pass. I truly thank those from around the world who follow my, sometimes insane posts. So I’m sure I can on behalf of all bloggers please pass out links on to others!

 Let’s start this commentary with these facts:

1) B. Hussein Obama is unqualified to be the president

2) B. Hussein Obama despises his country

3) B. Hussein Obama is a narcissist in the worst way

4) B. Hussein is out to destroy the economy

5) B. Hussein is a flaming racist

6) B. Hussein hates the military

7) B. Hussein is an apologist for Islam

8) B. Hussein Obama is a compulsive liar.

9) B. Hussein Obama will have the most ethical people in his administration

 B. Hussein Obama is completely unqualified to be president. Example: When B. Hussein Obama in one of the debates as a candidate, said he would invade Pakistan to stop terrorists, the other candidates looked at him in utter amazement. Even Mrs. Clinton called him naïve. Yet In another question as to whether a president should hold talks with enemies of the state without pre-conditions, B. Hussein Obama was the only candidate who said he would. That answer was yet another glaring example of just how much a political novice he was and that alone should have given all Americans pause

Fast forward: during B. Hussein Obama’s first year he showed his stupidity in an idiotic attempt to cozy up to Russia by canceling the missile defense system in Poland. The defensive missile system was to protect our allies from an attack by Iran once they completed their nuclear weapons development. Vladimir Putin is still reveling in B. Hussein Obama’s stupidity and weakness. I could go on as there are numerous examples of B. Hussein Obama’s stupidity but there will be three more years of it.

B. Hussein hates his country: The answer to this bullet is simple. Read the transcripts of his speeches as a candidate and as the president. Conservative, Patriotic Americans were horrified when B. Hussein disparaged our country on his 2008-2009 world apology tour. In one of his many statements, he called the U.S. arrogant and dismissive towards our relations with European countries.

B. Hussein Obama, an obvious narcissist. During his campaign he was convinced he was someone special, a uniter of angelic proportions. In a speech to 200,000 people in Germany he called himself a citizen of the world and deluded himself in his greatness. He has held more press conferences, television appearances and overseas trips than any president has ever done in the first year. B. Hussein Obama in almost all public speeches refers to his greatness. The proof of- it’s all about him- was his attempt to sway the International Olympic Committee to have the games in his home town of Chicago. The International Olympic Committee dumped Chicago in the first round. In another embarrassing rebuke, B. Hussein Obama flew to New Jersey to support incumbent Democratic governor, John Corzine. Corzine was roundly defeated by a Republican. In the Virginia governor’s race, B. Hussein Obama was convinced his presence would bring another Democrat to power. Wrong, Republicans won the election in both states by a substantial margins and it’s likely B. Hussein Obama’s support derailed the candidates. Obama is so self-important he accepted the Nobel Peace Prize for no accomplishment and his nomination occurred only 11 days into his presidency. Finally, B. Hussein Obama’s appearance in the senatorial election in Massachusetts once again sunk the candidate Martha Coakley from a seat held by Democrats since John F. Kennedy. Clearly B. Hussein Obama is poison to any Democrat seeking public office.

B. Hussein Obama’s economic policy IS destroying the economic survivability of the United States of America. He professed that without the $787 billion stimulus plan unemployment would get as high as 8%. Fact: unemployment has exceeded 10% and in many parts of the country unemployment is 21% or more. B. Hussein Obama took over Chrysler and General Motors and gave it to the corrupt International Association of Auto Workers. That deal canceled the investments of stock holders and gave the auto worker union the controlling interest. Finally on this subject a revelation of B. Hussein Obama’s corrupt and despicable behavior, he tried to ram his takeover of health care with bribes to Democratic senators and exempting labor unions from taxation of excellent health insurance plans. For this B. Hussein Obama should have been impeached for ‘high crimes and misdemeanors as provided by constitutional law.

B. Hussein Obama is a flaming racist: Obama lied and race-relations died. Think I’m lying? During his phony-shameful ruse of a campaign parts of Obama’s two books were quoted without any fall-out. In one passage he called his European-American grandmother “a typical white person.” I might add that this “typical white person” raised this dummy. In his other self important book, Dreams From My Father-(the father he didn’t know) – Obama showed so much hate for other races and ethnic groups he would have been exiled to the North Pole if he was a Republican. Just how much a racist is Obama you ask? Well here are a few quotes from his books, courtesy of Free Republic.com

"I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of 12 or 13, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites."

From Dreams of My Father: "I found a solace in nursing a pervasive sense of grievance and animosity against my mother’s race."

From Dreams of My Father: "There was something about him that made me wary, a little too sure of himself, maybe. And white."

From Dreams of My Father: "It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names."

From Dreams of My Father: "I never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa, that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself, the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, Dubois and Mandela."

In the Democratic Party racist speech is perfectly acceptible. This is confirmed by the Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid when he made a comment calling Obama a light-skinned black who could turn on and off the black accent as he desired. When this statement came to light it was dismissed as just an innocent off-the-cuff remark. The Democrats even had the circus clown, race-hustler- gorilla look-a-like Al Sharpton, out there excusing Reid. Lest we forget, Sharpton and his big mouth is the first on-scene when anything having to with race comes to the public arena. Just to be clear, my description of Sharpton is not a racist comment. Many people resemble the cartoon idea of an animal and it doesn't matter the ethnicity. Sharpton and King Kong comb their hair the same way and when you look at Henry Waxman tell me he doesn't conjure up the caricature of a beaver.

B. Hussein Obama hates the United States Armed Forces. The ‘anointed one’ can hardly contain himself from disparaging the United States Military. As a congressman he opposed the war in Iraq and the highly successful surge that clearly decimated Al Qaida. When he was pinned down by Fox News as a candidate, Obama couldn’t bring himself to say the surge was a huge success. When he finally got somewhere near an admission, B. Hussein Obama said he still opposed the surge. My, my, B. Hussein Obama is more of an idiot than I even thought. How many months did it take for him to grant the request of General McCrystal to send more troops to Afghanistan to win the war on terrorism? Answer: three months long enough for more Americans to die. As I’ve written before, when B. Hussein Obama wants to screw the military, he has a photo op with them. For more go back to my commentary, The Announced Surrender.

Is B. Hussein a sympathizer for Islamic terrorist?

He’s alienated our allies and YES LADIES AND GENTLEMAN IT’S TIME FOR ANOTHER QUOTE:

From B. Hussein’s book, Audacity of Hope: “I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.' [Free republic.com 2009] and called the United States a Muslim nation. What the hell is this traitorous moron talking about? Maybe one of his 37 czars should remind him of his one constitutional requirement: to protect Americans from all enemies; well apparently except from Islamic terrorists.

Obama prostrated himself to Islam in a speech to the Muslim world in Cairo on June 4^th 2009? Well, here’s a little tidbit from the speech:

“So I have known Islam on three continents before coming to the region where it was first revealed. That experience guides my conviction that partnership between America and Islam must be based on what Islam is, not what it isn't. And I consider it part of my responsibility as President of the United States to fight against negative stereotypes of Islam wherever they appear.” (Applause.)

Take note: B. Hussein Obama will get more American’s killed because he is weak. Obama’s is very first presidential order was to close Guantanamo by 2010. His bone-headed decision to bring Khalid Sheik Mohamed- the planner for the murder of 3,000 people at the World Trade Centres to New York for a criminal trial leaves all American’s speechless.

 B. Hussein is a compulsive liar, make no mistake about this. B. Hussein Obama lied when he promised lobbyists would have no place in the White House- the executive branch is crawling with lobbyists. Obama lied when he promised health care legislation would be broadcast on C-Span so all Americans would know what the congress was up to-C-Span is still waiting. Obama lied when he promised all legislation would be placed on-line for 72 hours for the public to see- we’re still waiting. The Obama presidency was to usher in a new kind of transparency in government where the average Joe had a seat at the table. But the transparency only brought darker clouds and dread is on the horizon. For the left, the truth is the lie and the lie is the truth.

As for the promise to bring both parties of congress together for the benefit of the American people, Obama froze out the Republicans straight away. He won’t even call them by their party name but instead calls them the ‘opposition party. Obama also has no use for any American who is horrified at how he is destroying the fabric of the nation and has told them to get out of the way. When thousands of Americans formed the Tea Party movement in protest to Obama’s left-wing extremism and policies he called these loyal Americans potential terrorists and a danger to the country.

 B. Hussein Obama’s promised to have ethical and moral people in his administration, really? How many of his ‘followers’ know he has a complete sexual deviant as the Safe School Czar? Kevin Jennings supports school children experimenting in sex with adults and is an ardent supporter of the homosexual pedophiles, NAMBLA (National Man –Boy –Love Association) these sick creeps were supported by the ACLU. B. Hussein by proxy is a friend of deviants.

Let’s review: his administration is composed of fellow racists, a tax cheat for a treasury secretary, a pervert looking after school children, a morbidly obese woman as the surgeon general, and his fat wife telling us to eat properly.

He supports the destruction of the country by giving Islamic terrorists constitutional protections. In case anyone forgets these criminals want ALL Americans dead. And mark my words: WE WILL BE ATTACKED and the planning is in full-swing as I write. B. Hussein Obama hates Americans who oppose his anti-American agenda and in-fact calls them right-wing racists who want to destroy his presidency. Well Mr. Anointed one, you sir are destroying your presidency and my country with it.

For some of my readers who worry the men in black suits and sunglasses are going to detain me because they see me as a potential threat, they probably will at some point-after the first amendment is removed. They really have nothing to worry about. My commentaries, while harsh, are commentaries and just that. Besides worrying about my country, I’m having a real struggle keeping my house in order.

Scott Finch-Slater

12.29.09

Another Islamist terrorist attack is just another regular day for the Obama administration. As new details come out about the warrior for Allah, the administration can’t bring itself to call it Islamic Terror. And what’s worse, Obama the Islamic apologist shockingly called it an “alleged incident.” It only took four days after the incident for Obama to leave the golf course and tell us he was ordering beefed up security at the nation’s airports. Apparently not a big deal, Obama went snorkeling. Mr. Obama NEWS FLASH: The “alleged “bomber, Umar Farouk Abdulmutalla used the highly explosive powder known as PTEN in his skivvies. The poor Muslim cooked his wee wee trying to take the airliner down and is reminded when he tries to use the urinal. Isn’t that enough evidence to sway it beyond “alleged?” Oh and another thing Mr. Obama, back in August Yemmi Terrorist, Abdullah Hassan al Asiri, tried to kill the Saudi Interior Minister Mohammed bin Nayef with the same powder. All the attempts on airliners have been done by Muslims. Does Ramzi Yousef ring a bell?

On the way in this morning I was listening to John Gibson talk about the attempted mass-murder on his morning radio program. Gibson pointed out Obama’s security advisors didn’t want to wake him after the incident and waited three hours before doing so. As always, Gibson is dead-on in his observations and got me to thinking about Obama’s codling of Islamic terrorist and in this instance call it an “isolated” incident. If the Obama idiots continue down this path remember what former Vice President Cheney said: Obama will get more Americans killed. An isolated incident huh just another man-made disaster?

Soon after Abdulmutallab’s arrest, the Guy in drag, Janet Napolitano, Secretary of Homeland Security pops out of a can and says the bomber was nabbed by the security systems; “the system worked.” Oh Janet, passengers on the aircraft got the guy not your security systems. Say, why don’t you get further up on the brain transplant list and another thing, you look like you’re wearing a skunk on your head what’s up with that? The next day poor Janet-man-made disaster- Napolitano had to confess her treasured security procedures “failed miserably.” Here’s the irony, Homeland Security couldn’t keep an eye on Adulmutallab even though he was on a watch list and apparently boarded the plane without a Passport, but the government can orchestrate a gigantic health care program.

Just as Bill Clinton treated Islamic terror as law enforcement problem so now does Obama. The Northwest flight 253 terrorist is going to have a lawyer, at tax payer expense, to defend him from attempting to kill the very tax payers footing the bill. I forgot the tax-payers are also going to foot the bill for the Fort Hood killer as well- another “isolate” incident.” For all the complaints about George Bush, keeping us safe was not one of them. I’ll bet he would have had Abdmutallab and Fort Hood killer, Maj. Nidal Malik Hasan in Guantanamo so fast they couldn’t say sodomy is great five times.

I invite everyone to go back to my previous post about Islamic Terror: AMERICA ASLEEP

Let’s line them up now: with the aforementioned, we also have Blanched Lincoln-D (Dirt Ba..) Arkansas, who by the way answered a reporter’s question last week when asked about the constitutional authority to mandate health insurance, ‘the constitution gives congress the authority to protect the "health and well being of Americans." Yes Virgina, that’s a quote. You gotta be shi… me, where in the constitution does is say that? If I’ve missed something and it is there, here’s a short list of things I’d like from Blanched for my "well-being":

       1)  A winning lottery ticket

       2) Twenty years worth of free gasoline, wait, I’d be better off with one of the oilfields of our Pacific Coast and a couple of refineries to go with it. I’m a stand-up guy, even with bouts of swearing, so I’d open it up to all card-carrying conservatives and charge a grin-tax to liberals. I’d make them wear a pointed hat and trailer park makeup for the privilege though. No pain no gain, right? Oh, I’m going to need some diesel too so I can fire up my old oil-leaking Ford F-250 and let it idle non-stop to give some real science to global warming.

      3) Watching Nancy Pedopsy drive a pedal car to the People’s Republic of California on one of her weekly trips. In fact, I’d buy her some grandma skivvies so she’d take that thong off and be more comfortable on her trip. I’m not that hard hearted.

      4) Finally, my blood pressure would decrease-good for my wellbeing- to see Harry Reid playing penny slots on the Gay Penguins Machine while wearing shortie shorts, loafers and black socks.

Scott Finch-Slater

12.21.09

I’m a lonely man these days. I work in state government and I’m shunned because most of my co-workers are liberals. All of them are social workers and very fine people but there’s that tinge of left-wing belief that the government exists to be the great provider. I don’t believe they understand the money for all these welfare programs comes from tax-payers. To them I’m the right-wing kook; a fanatic in my belief the country is in danger.

Things got worse last year when Obama descended from the heavens to change the world and while his mean-looking angel, Michelle proclaimed “Barack would save our souls.” Michelle the angel never cared for our souls until the anointed one made his dreadful appearance but at least she’s proud of her country for the first time. My co-workers were sucked in by the nonsense the Obama’s were saying. Now I know how the Jim Jones’ of the world manage to get followers. The foundation of what makes my liberal co-workers avoid me began several years earlier.

I made the switch from a liberal to staunch conservative (I know my readers find that hard to believe) back when Bill the Seducer, was having a good time in the Oval Office with poor Ms. Lewinsky. I paid attention when Clinton was launching cruise missiles at an aspirin factory in the Sudan to divert attention from his personal cruise missile attack in the White House. The deciding factor for the permanent shift to conservatism was when I heard people I thought were reasonably intelligent dismiss the abhorrent behavior and call the impeachment hearings a witch hunt. I’d interrupt the stupidity by reminding them Clinton lied to the American public about his cigar perversion and boldly lied under oath in the Paula Jones suit. “It’s only about sex,” they’d say. Yes and the dead people in the aspirin factory was only about a pain reliever too! That didn’t matter to them because they were only people

Just when I thought some of the folks were giving me a break along came the Scott Peterson murder trial, another setback. Peterson killed his wife and their unborn child and was charged with two counts of murder. The trial was the talk of the women in the office and I lined up on their side making a few comments about Peterson being tried for a double murder. The women, all pro-abortion, were in agreement about the double murder charge; that’s when I tossed the bomb. So the murder of an unborn child in abortion is acceptable but the murder of the unborn child Lacey was carrying was murder, I’d inquire with all seriousness. The women knew they’d been trapped in their hypocrisy and scowled at me for exposing them. I was never a social guy anyway so my new office by the public restroom worked just fine -except I knew who was using the most toilet paper.

Then Obama came on scene with his high and mighty speeches to the masses and enamored most of the people around me. Before I was banned from the lunch room I heard a couple folks talk about how they were going to vote for The One the following November. I asked one particular ditz why she was going to vote for Obama and phrased it something like, Give me one thing you know about him; just one thing. One of the few times I was speechless was when she answered-with a straight face- that he was raised by a single mother in Hawaii. It didn’t change the stars in her eyes when I said that actually his mother ditched old Barry in the end and left him with grandma. We all know how the election turned out and I’m waiting for the chance to look her in the eye and say, I blame you for what’s happening to our country because you voted for the dope. With the passage of Obamacare in the senate, that may happen soon enough.

I’ve written too much already about the evils of Obamacare but I have one final thing to say and I mean final with an upper-case F. Why is there so much angst over federal funding for abortions and why is it even in the proposed legislation? Here’s the simple answer: DON’T GET PREGNANT, besides being murder it’s not birth control

By Scott Finch-Slater

 My, my it seems I’ve spent a lot of time apologizing to our international friends because of the clown in the White House-remember from a previous post clowns nearly make me wet myself.

Many of you might remember during his phony campaign he almost choked on the word terrorist but declared the mission had to be won. Except when decision time came he couldn’t make up his mind. While American troops lost their lives on his ‘dithering’ he was throwing parties at the White House, and playing golf. At West Point last night-December 1^st he finally decided to send 30,000 soldiers to beat back the Taliban but then added the war against terror had to be won, or lost, by 2011.  Obama’s desire to be president of the world finally earns him-the well deserved title- Weakling-in-Chief.  Unfortunately, this comes at the expense of all Americans, both liberal and conservative. What’s most sad, Obama surrendered with West Point cadets as his backdrop.

Has anyone noticed when Obama is about to screw American soldiers he always has them gathered in support behind him? And in the case of his West Point speech, the cadets were instructed to cheer his ridiculous proclamations. Obama's disdain for his country came through on the 2009 world apology tour and everything he apologized for involved the American military in one way or another. The leg tingling Chris Matthews, phrased Obama's visit to West Point as a trip to enemy territory and that attitude seems to have taken hold at the department of defense.

Think back about how many of our combat troops faced criminal charges because some poor terrorist was mistreated. We send troops in harm’s way to combat the Islamic terrorists but if they do something not specifically in the rules of engagement the soldiers face prosecution. What can be more destructive to troop morale than mass-murdering terrorists having more rights than those who protect us from them?  Obama’s moronic decision to send additional troops to support our effort in Afghanistan while at the same time announcing a pull-out date sends a clear message to the Taliban, stay true to your cause and we’ll let you win.”

By Scott Finch-Slater

I’ve always known if I had a serious medical condition I would receive the best health care in the entire world. Although now I know thousands of nit wits think I’m giving my insurance company huge profits. Sure while my insurance company paid most of my charges the other fact is it paid a lot of the bill for those who had no insurance.

 Well That serious condition happened yesterday and gave me the care we as Americans know to expect but WILL lose under Obama/PedopsyCare.

That emergency that happened to me yesterday, a heart attack, I’ve known in my 55 years would get me straight to intensive care- no delay. In my case I drove myself to the emergency room because while I refer to myself as frugal, my friends and family believe me to be deluded in frugality and call me a cheapskate.

They are probably right and yesterday morning several of the nurses where I work were adamant I go to the emergency room. “How much do you think the charge might be at the ER and what about if I’m admitted,” I asked. The nurses as if they had practiced this very situation gave me that nurse look while squeezing my wrist for a pulse at the same time. I know that look because I saw it once on the movie One Flew over the Cuckoo’s nest. The pointed-mean-faced nurse was reaching for my neck- she said was to check my carotid pulse. That scared me so bad, I jumped up and ran. Everyone wanted to call 911, but I knew if that happened I’d have to get a part-time job at $600. an hour to pay it off. In the end I drove myself to the hospital and was admitted and received the best treatment. NOTE, I have no recollection how I got there and If I killed anyone on the way, I’m really sorry.

Fast forward under Obama/Pedopsy Care here’s how this whole situation would have evolved:

1) Consultation with the nurses I said what I thought I believed to be a heart attack, $150.00 because I consulted fellow state employees.

2)    Their recommendation that I go to the ER- $200.00 because they took 5 additional minutes to recommended 911

      then took my blood pressure-damn another $50.00

3)     Being frugal and trusting God to give me enough time

      To drive myself to the ER knowing the ambulance would have

      Bankrupted me, I did know Obama/PedopsyCare wouldn’t

       have covered me because I was still breathing.

I was cleared as having a cardiac “event” but then I wished I’d expired because Obama/PedopsyCare wouldn’t have approved payment for the whole thing; funerals are on the families and not covered by Obama/PedopsyCare

So please do me a favor after another cardiac event  if you’re heading up I-5 and see a 55 year old bald guy on either the off or on ramp help me out please, because the sign I’m holding says get me an appointment with the death panel

“Don’t get duped by the leftist media,” I told a liberal friend as we discussed health care reform. The health care kidnappingwill wreck our economy and be an individual disaster. As a note, I don’t know if it’s health care reform or health insurance reform because Oblamea has called it both.

 I went on a bit about those who really believe government controlled health care is so great a deal need only look to Canada and England where government controlled health care has been and continues to be a disaster. In both countries, there are countless horror stories about long waits for sophisticated medical testing and numerous examples of folks deprived life-saving cancer treatments because of expense or because of age. An independent examination of foreign government controlled health plans should give any intelligent individual pause. On a personal note I have a brother-in-law living in Canada who was recently diagnosed with throat cancer. He cannot get treatment so he is leaving shortly to get treatment in China. It is unfortunate so many Americans continue to listen-and believe- what they hear from the major news media, and they’ve allowed themselves to be brain-washed. As much as I find it distasteful, I follow the left-wing media-NBC; ABC; CNN or the New York Times to name a few so I know what they’re feeding the uninformed. It’s no secret by now that I’m a conservative but the only true-just the facts-television news media that always presents both sides of a political discussion is Fox News. I can hear all the gnashing of teeth now, Fox? Are you kidding me? They’re a bunch of fire-breathing right-wingers who LIE. A true examination of that news outlet however, and not the political shows (Hannity, O’Rielly) show they present news as it should be presented; fair and balanced to use their lingo. I urge anyone to see for themselves. I say this with plenty of experience because I was once one of those left-wing loonies, until the Monica and Bill show. It was then that I heard my former influential friends say that a president lying under oath was okay depending on the subject.

Look, health care shouldn’t be about a politics or about party affiliation, health care affects all of us and the looming disaster should the government kidnap our health care is real. The conservative pundits are correct when they say it is a violation of the constitution for government demand we pay for health insurance or pay a fine. Hum, ‘those powers not specifically granted to the federal government are reserved for the states.

These facts are facts and I urge all Americans to question what comes out of the mouths of politicians. They don’t care about you or your family and will lie, cheat and steal to further their own means. And in the case of health care takeover, some are willing to commit political suicide for their destructive agenda. The children of tax-paying Americans already have an enormous bill to pay as they become adults and unless things change dramatically they will live the nightmare of tyranny.

By Scott F-Slater

Now that the global warming scam has been exposed by hacked e-mails from the University of East Anglia’s Climate Research Unit, the Scammer in Chief is still plans to attend climate change circus in Copenhagen and present what he hopes to call the Copenhagen Agreement. An essential part of the C.A. is a comprehensive fee for individual carbon dioxide emission. Part of that price sheet was leaked to me by an unidentified White House official.

Normal breathing: 3 cents but maybe reduced if breathing occurs in a forest where trees use CO2 as a food.

Sneezing: 6 cents- doubled the price of normal breathing because of the rapid release of carbon dioxide.

Laughing: same price as sneezing

Crying: 2 cents but if the crying is a result of personal guilt for damaging the environment, the charge is reduced to a penny.

Sexual activity:  a)  8 cents for sex with yourself

                         b) 16 cents with someone else. A surcharge may be applied if either participant moans, screams or grunts.

Sleeping:  a credit of 2cents.
 

Yawning: 4cents

Showering: 10cents. Increased breating while scrubbing

Bathing in the tub: 8cents because respiration is reduced while relaxing in the hot water.

 Toileting:   # One:  6cents

                  # Two- 7cents. If air freshener is used, 25cents.

Farting: 15cents. If anyone laughs the price doubles.

 Talking: 4cents. If the talkee makes no sense the price triples.

 A fatal illness has a two-part fee.  a)  Dying without life-saving treatment, $10.00

                                                       b) A referral to the death panel review under

                                                           Obamacare, $20.00. The punitive charge is to encourage dying

The list is only a small sample but it does give you some idea as to the expenses for everyday activity. Naturally the question about how the carbon dioxide emissions will be measured. Under the Obama plan all Americans’ will be fitted with CO2 monitors on the face and in the rectum. The facial monitor records all emissions through the mouth and can be removed only for eating. A strict time limit is allowed for the facial monitor and an alarm will sound if the F-monitor exceeds the time limit. The rectal monitor records all activity through the lower digestive system and may be removed temporarily for toileting. GPS satellites will record the position of the rectal monitor until reconnected. While the R- Monitor is disconnected a signal is sent to the Community Rectal and Monitoring Professionals (CRAMPS) located next to NORAD in Colorado Springs. If the task force determines the monitor has been disconnected for more than the allotted time an alarm within the device will sound to alert the owner to reinsert it before punitive action begins. The alarm will be loud enough so family members and neighbors know the monitor is over the time-limit in case their assistance is necessary. If the owner dies while the monitor is disconnected the Devise Investigation and Removal Team (DIRT) will receive a transmission to retrieve the device

The congress, the vice president and president and their families are excluded from monitoring while in office

By Scott F-Slater

There are two things in life that give me the shivers, Frankenstein and clowns. I don’t know what it is about clowns, but Frankenstein gives me the creeps because of what my father did to me at age 10.

It was Christmastime and my father tacked a life-size poster of Frank on my bedroom wall. I spent all day Saturday watching horror movies, you know the kind where giant dinosaurs set cars on fire and eat people, so I was already on edge. The final movie of the day starred Boris Karloff dressed as the tall guy with bolts in his neck. Karloff’s version of Frankenstein scared me so much I went to the bathroom excessively. After the movie my mother, in on trauma about to take place, said there was something in my bedroom I needed to see. She should have been an actress because she did a fantastic job of feigning concern.

My bedroom was as dark as a closed coffin because of the stained oak paneling on the walls so that added to the horror of what was about to happen. At the door of my bedroom, with my mother standing next to me, I hoped God would snatch me before I went any further. As my eyes adjusted to the pitch black before me and my blood turning cold, I saw Frankenstein standing in farthest corner of my room. My mother encouraged me to make certain my eyes weren’t deceiving me and gave me a nudge through the doorway. Bad nerves and a scolding bladder froze me next to the foot-end of my bunk bed. My mind was telling me the whole dramatic touch was silly but what if my brain was lying? I’m a grown man people had been telling me since my tenth birthday – it wasn’t lost on me that I was only a man when I was being forced to do something I didn’t agree to- so in-spite of the pressure welling up in the southern region of my body, I moved closer. Then it happened! My friking father was under the bunk and grabbed me by the ankle while letting out a blood-curding shriek. At ten years-old I peed my pants and had cardiac failure at the same time; the double-whammy if you will. The thing in the corner was a life-size poster of Boris Karloff dressed as Frankenstein- but its biological effect on me was profound anyway. That’s been 45 years ago now and the site of clowns and Frankenstein still give me….well you know, that sudden urge down below.

 Then it happened again two weeks ago! I was watching the evening news on Fox when all of a sudden I saw a clown, shadowed by the seven foot Frankenstein, walking down the driveway of the Whitehouse to a podium and microphone. The clown with a freakishly stretched smile across her face now had a full-time government job as a speaker of some kind and Frankenstein was the clown’s assistant. The clown announced she and her friends were delivering a Christmas present to the American people- something to do with their health care. I wasn’t paying a whole lot of attention because that sickly feeling of long ago was happening again. I know the clown looked directly at me hoping for the expected results but she was wrong, the bathroom is nine feet away. Ha Ha