may as well have some fun

No reason the end of modern civilization as we know it can’t be fun, right?

You know, fun with the reaction to Donald Trump’s plan to sterilize everyone from Puerto Rico until “we figure this thing out”?

“Do you think that’s going too far?”

“It’s not going far enough. No, really.”


a thought experiment

Given the recent developments it’s not too soon to assemble the nightmare scenario. Forgive the length and just bear with me for a bit, just for shits and giggles;

Watch carefully how Trump masterfully avoids actually answering any questions, then transpose that strategy over to the general election if he actually is the nominee and is running against HRC.
 All attempts to “nail” him for his ridiculousness, even attempts to hold him to account for the “dipping bullets in pig’s blood” bullshit and his eagerness to deploy torture and become a war criminal, will fail, particularly given the supine nature of television “journalism” today.

He’ll deflect and obfuscate till the cows come home.

If this isn't enough to stop this fucking clown, maybe we should discuss what would be?

If this isn’t enough to stop this fucking clown, maybe we should discuss what would be?

Now factor in just how cannily Trump has left wiggle room, especially on social policy issues, to tack back to the middle (and who the hell knows where that even is anymore?) in a general election. 
He’s already thinking about this and is now talking about “toning it down” and “being more presidential”, and he’s certainly, unlike Rubio or Cruz, not going to be talking about forcing women to bear their rapist’s baby, or about defunding Planned Parenthood.
He does actually have a history, currently buried by his pandering to the red meat GOP base, of some comparatively liberal positions, as Cruz and Rubio have been desperately trying to point out.

Then consider that Trump is fearless about browbeating opponents with tirades which accuse them, directly, of lying. I don’t recall  a candidate in my lifetime, which is basically the teevee era,  willing to engage opposing candidates directly like this, face to face, in a live “debate” setting.

This is the guy who, in South Carolina for crissakes, was screaming about how the most recent GOP president, the very popular Dubya, failed to “keep us safe” and who “lied us into an unnecessary war”.

By any normal political calculus, that’s suicide, but this is not a normal cycle and all those pundits who have been loudly promising that the “normal” rules would eventually reassert themselves are now struggling to breathe past all that egg on their faces.

Now let’s imagine him, in a “debate”, yelling at HRC about all those many occasions where she has been, oh, let’s just say economical with the truth throughout her political career. 
Imagine the debate moderator flapping around trying to get control of things. 
Imagine HRC trying to appear presidential while either not being able to get a word in edgewise or having to appeal to an utterly ineffective debate moderator.

Then consider that there is a gale-force wind blowing against any and all establishment candidates, not just in the thickets of wingnuttistan but howling across the entire political prairie.

Add in the indisputable fact that HRC is the very quintessence of an establishment candidate, and that the Democrat party establishment (here’s looking at you Wasserman Schultz) is, as usual, arrogantly assuming that all the bitterly disappointed Bernie progressives will be driven back into compliance by the LOTE argument—she’s the Lesser Of Two Evils—and the appalling prospects of at least one and possibly even two or three SCOTUS justices being replaced by the next president.

Stir all that together with the alarmingly high negatives which continue to bedevil HRC, and you have a formula for an electoral train wreck for the Dems the like of which they’ve not seen before ever, and of which they appear to be blissfully unaware.

So, to all those muppets in comment threads across the intertoobs who are busily and condescendingly characterizing the potential nomination of Trump as “the greatest gift to the Democrats”, stop and minute, lift up your heads and sniff the wind.

All that said, no, I don’t really know how all this is going to play out, but this much I do know; this is not an ordinary election cycle, and even without any additional variables like another Paris or San Bernadino or another economic meltdown, neither of which is especially unlikely, the usual political “wisdom” isn’t worth a bucket of spit.

Get Raucus at the Caucus!

That is the message in radio ads for Sen. Sanders, here in Nevada this week.

They are well written ads, use the time well.  He has a talented team working with him.

Hillary’s campaign is also in full gear, I’ve been called three times and buried in snail mail.

According to one recent poll, the contest between Clinton and Sanders is a tossup in Nevada.

Among Republicans, that guy with the weird thing on his head is apparently well in front.  On the other hand, Sen. Cruz is the only GOP candidate with paid staff working for him in every Nevada county.

As usual, it is all about getting your people into the room at the right time.  I love retail politics.

I plan to attend my local caucus.  Hell yes.  I’ll post observations afterward.


rich, powerful, that kind of thing…

Yep, he’s one hell of a piece of work all right.

If The Donald can’t get some serious mileage out of this in the service of his “nobody likes Ted” meme, then he’s losing his media-savvy touch. In fact, this is such a  “hit piece” gift I find myself wondering where it came from and whether it’s even real.


We seem to be getting something approximating a real winter this time around, which means a lot of critters have to drop down to lower elevations to find water and food they can actually reach through the snow.

Thus, wandering across the living room with a cup of coffee this morning and pondering about breakfast, we see this guy looking for his breakfast. The way elk can move gracefully through the really dense willows and oak brush—stuff that’s a real struggle to penetrate at all for humans—without making hardly a sound is something to behold.

It’s been 5 years or so since we’ve seen elk almost daily on the hillside around here. In years past they—as many as 30 at a time— would often bed down at night right in the driveway and we’d hear them quietly “talking” to each other all night long.


word salad, served fresh

(Photo By Al Drago/CQ Roll Call)

(Photo By Al Drago/CQ Roll Call)

She’s baaaaaack!!!

Because a weak-kneed capitulator in chief has decided that America will lead from behind. And he who would negotiate deals, with the skills of a community organizer, maybe organizing a neighborhood tea — yeah, well — he deciding that America would apologize and as part of the deal, as the enemy sends a message to the rest of the world that they capture and we kowtow, and we apologize and then we bend over and say, ‘Thank you, enemy.’…

…No more pussyfooting around! Our troops deserve the best! You deserve the best! He is from the private sector, not a politician. Can I get a hallelujah? Where in the private sector you actually have to balance budgets in order to prioritize, to keep the main thing, the main thing — and he knows the main thing of a president is to keep us safe economically and militarily. He knows the main thing and he knows now to lead the charge….

…Trump’s candidacy has exposed, not just that tragic — that ramifications of the betrayal of a transformation of our country, but, two, he has exposed the complicity on both sides of the aisle that has enabled it, OK?…

…But for the GOP establishment to be coming after Donald Trump’s supporters, even, with accusations that are so false, they are so busted, the way that this thing works. We, you, a diverse, dynamic, needed support base, that they would attack. And now, some of them even whispering, they’re ready to throw in for Hillary over Trump, because they can’t afford to see the status quo go. Otherwise, they won’t be able to be slurping off the gravy train that’s been feeding them all these years. They don’t want that to end. Well, then, funny, ha-ha, not funny, but now what they’re doing is wailing, ‘Well, Trump and his trumpeters, well, they’re not conservative enough.’ Oh my goodness gracious. What the heck would the establishment know about conservatism?


And then this photo from I think earlier at the same event, featuring John Wayne’s daughter, the Donald, and the ghost of The Duke hisself is just too good, on so many levels, to pass up.

Sure should win some kind of award, without a doubt. (It’s actually worth clicking on the image to get a full size version.)


Photograph: Jae C. Hong/AP


Out of Touch.

It’s been ages.

Mr Ohso hasn’t been well. Seven months ago was diagnosed with bladder cancer which we thought was benign, turns out  it was very aggresive. Had an op to remove it and was to have chemo, but then discovered a tumour in his bowel, so that had to come out 2nd Dec. Thankfully it was benign.

Now all we have to do is get the chemo started.  Once he’s healed from the op. it’ll be one dose a week for six weeks then a two month break with another session of once a week for six weeks. Then we have to wait. Fingers crossed because the chemo had to be delayed due to the bowel tumor.

Doctors and nurses have been absolutely brilliant…

But I don’t know whether I’m on my ass or my elbow.