This is what happens when the republican kakistocracy runs a boat anchor at the top of the ticket and p.o.’s The Grassroots when it doesn’t cut ties with a certain Supreme Court Justice. Tom Leonard would NEVER have signed off on this!
Curiously, as of this morning, she didn’t feel that it was important to share her passion to protect a major threat to Michigananians with the rest of us through official channels.
I’m running late for a run, but more to follow later…
Truth be told, I had been anticipating the President’s State of The Union a bit.
Pelosi opened the people’s house to the speech, and I was not sure if she understood that Trump has no limit switch. He was not likely to roll over and behave in a way that made her or the (currently) Democrat controlled house look very good.
Donald J Trump did not disappoint. He was persuasive, challenged the non-stop efforts to make his job difficult, and showed the country that all that the white suited (cult like) XX congress critters wanted was Grrrl Power. His words drew them out, revealing that the heroes on the president’s guest list weren’t worthy of their praise or approval, including holocaust, cancer, and extreme violence survivors.
He exposed them.
He brought out socialism, and forced those in attendance to face the demon in the room. Bernie Sanders may have had to change his shorts soon after the speech, as the redness of his face on Trump’s declaration that “America Will Never Be A Socialist Country” indicated he (Sanders) was likely baking a cookie.
The President then closed out with one of the best examples of a sincere conviction that our best is yet to come, but only if we come together. The epilogue finding itself as probably the best DJT speech on achievement and aspiration I have witnessed.
Did a main street deplorable disrupt some Biddle Marsh big club backroom quid pro quo shenanigans?
Roughly three weeks out from a state convention, and ordinarily I’d be armpit-deep in some to-do list, but I’ve spent most of the past nine weeks considerably preoccupied. (If you really want to know why, then the obituary is here, and the funeral is here.) However, about four weeks ago, I had reason to have a rather lengthy and interesting conversation with one of the candidates for Michigan Republican State Committee Chair (the actual full title). I gotta tell you, it’s kinda nice to see that certain things really don’t change.
Shortly after that that I wrote another piece which described the layers of problems facing the folks in rural areas, and specifically the Upper peninsula with the failure to support our coal burning electrical platform. However, the meat of the piece better describes the way in which natural gas providers have also played a a part in defeating coal.
Coming amidst an impending decision by the EPA on the Utility MACT (maximum achievable control technology) rule that is expected to lead to job loses, plant shutdowns, and rolling blackouts across the country, this strange partnership raises a question. What does Chesapeake stand to gain, by pouring money into a seemingly disparate organization with extremely different objectives and priorities? Politico writes:
The ads come as the coal industry is at war with the Obama administration over new rules to curb pollution from coal-fired power plants. The EPA is expected to issue new rules on Friday to curb air toxics from power plants, which are estimated to cost industry about $10.9 billion each year.Stricter rules for power plants are expected to offer a competitive advantage to the cleaner-burning natural gas industry.
Oh, so its an end-justifies-the-means kind of thing. Rent seeking. But when questioned, Chesapeake officials have stated that the flood of cash to ALA is merely business as usual for the company, which donates to “a wide variety and number of health and medical-related organizations. Well that’s very responsible of them, bravo for being so charitable.
Grace and peace to you in the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Chris, Amen.
What is the best sermon that you have ever heard?
For some of you it may be the sermon that brought you to saving faith in Jesus Christ. For others it may the sermon that brought you great comfort in a time of great sorrow, or clear guidance in a time of indecision. Or for others still it may be the sermon that brought you back to God after wandering away from him.
Of all the sermons that have ever been preached in history, no one has ever preached a better sermon than the first one that Jesus preached in his hometown of Nazareth. The sermon is a marvelous example of Jesus’ teaching, which was the primary focus of his ministry while on earth. Jesus’ teaching contains glorious truths about himself, and how anyone can receive the good news he spoke about. So I’m not going to hold you in suspense, I’m going to say right out, the first Christians sermon was the best the world ever received.
I am under no illusions as to my skill level in preaching compared to Jesus Christ, but even so, let’s examine an example of Jesus’ teaching as set forth in Luke 4:16-30, our Gospel lesson today.
While some of the #NeverTrump #TDS sufferers might complain about the (yawn) dignity of the Office, those of us in the hood can enjoy some of the street scrapping that OUR president is doing with the intransigent left. With the type of enema enemy we face in the squawking heads of the Democrat party, total humiliation is probably one of the most dangerous but necessary weapons.
Not only has Donald Trump saved taxpayers a ton of money during the purported shut down, he has now ‘delivered’ a message to the broadside of democrat congressional leadership. Too good to pass up on our Michigan forum:
Nope, not a chance. At least not at Hopcat. The utterance of such a racist word is enough to send even the strongest of today’s hyper-sensitized booze hounds panicking to a safe room of crayons, puppies, and Mi-Two-Daddie’s™ Frank Zappa album collection.
Just well seasoned politically correct root cuts are being served now. The fail of the millennial condition plods forward with no ketchup and less spice than one might expect from an over-hyped bar with a deep fryer in the back. The new name for what used to be called ‘Crack fries’ is literally cosmic ..man. From the Detroit News
“The inspiration for the name comes from Mark Sellers’ (our founder), love of Frank Zappa. One of Zappa’s classic songs, ‘Cosmik Debris,’ mentions ‘the oil of Aphrodite’ and ‘the dust of the great wazoo.’ We’ve yet to incorporate these ingredients into our seasoning, but you never know what the future holds.”
There are a couple of stories making the rounds, that taken individually, might not pique everyone’s interest for very long, but taken collectively should be sounding alarm bells at the highest levels of what passes for leadership in the Michigan Republican Party.
Especially considering who was the actual cause behind it.