Since When do Invasion Forces have “Constitutional Rights”?!

Migrants traveling to the US (see post below) have the audacity to File a Lawsuit against the Trump Administration for violating their Constitutional Rights! What?  Say again?  This ridiculous suit should be thrown out immediately.  Can you say “no standing to sue”?

And then, there’s this.

Migrant Caravans swell to 10,000, get some help along the way!  No, those hordes of “migrants” aren’t all trudging along in the heat and humidity on their way to “asylum” in the United States.  They are being Organized, and Carried part of the way in vehicles.

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Funny, why does it look like the majority of these migrants are young men?  Hmmmm?

This is NOT. A. CARAVAN.

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This is a slow-motion Invasion of the United States of America by a mob of so-called “migrants”, egged on and financed by George Soros.

President Donald Trump is completely correct in vowing not to let this invasion force enter US Territory.  No one has the right to enter our country without our consent.  EVER.  No matter what horrible conditions they are fleeing in their own country, they are not welcome to literally break down our doors and invade our sovereign nation.

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Our President has every right, as Chief Executive of the US, and Commander in Chief of our Armed Forces, to move as many troops as he wishes to our southern border, to stop this Invasion in its tracks.  No Federal or other judge has the right to second-guess President Trump in his command of our armed forces and Border Patrol.  It is his JOB to protect our country.

Annals of “Liberals Destroy Everything They Touch”, Seattle Edition

Annals of “Liberals Destroy Everything They Touch”, Seattle Edition

These are just a few of the stories at the top of the KOMO News site this morning.  Every single story shows how the radicals running local government have destroyed everything they touch.

The City of Seattle encourages (does not punish) public drug use, especially in and around the burgeoning homeless encampments.

Seattle police Officer Pricked by Used Needle in Seattle Park

Also related to the drug scene around Seattle, evidence that there is no plan to decrease the use of illegal drugs in the city.

Public Libraries and YMCAs to get Narcan(r) to Prevent Opioid Overdoses

And Seattle/King County does have enabling legislation to allow “Safe Injection Sites”, where illegal-drug addicts can “shoot up”, supervised by nurses.  They just can’t seem to find the ideal site, so none has opened up yet.  I have read that they are considering “mobile” drug dens, so no permanent site will be necessary.  I can just see the ads now:  “Hey, Burien Drug Addicts!  Meet your Mobile Drug Den at Fourth and Highway 900, Monday at 3:00PM”.

North Seattle Shooting Marks Five-Year High in Homicides in North Precinct, City Says.

And Seattle has passed the most restrictive gun-storage laws in recent memory, essentially requiring legal gun owners to lock up their firearms where they cannot be obtained by anyone easily (especially the homeowner with the burglar or rapist at the door).  Yeah, buy that gun for self-defense, and we will mandate that it be unavailable to you when you need it most.

Sound Transit: Replacing Broken Escalators at UW Station to Cost More than $20 Million

Everyone in the Seattle-Everett-Tacoma area is paying through the nose (car-tab tax, property tax, sales tax) for this useless Choo-Choo Train that 1% of the population will ride.  Everyone has heard of the huge (predicted) cost-overruns associated with this boondoggle, and this is one of the most egregious.  It seems that they need very long escalators to carry riders from the street down to the underground train station by the University of Washington.  The radicals who run (?) un-Sound Transit ordered “commercial-grade” escalators instead of “transit-grade” escalators, probably to save costs.  Yeah, big savings!  Not only are transit riders inconvenienced by having to walk up and down hundreds of stairs to get to and from the train, but NO costs were saved, and more costs will now have to be incurred! On MY dime!

Police: Car Thefts up From a Year Ago in Seattle

Seattle police have essentially stopped responding to most property crimes in the city.  Is it any wonder that we try our best to stay the hell out of Seattle?  The city is almost literally going to hell in a hand basket.  I Despise Seattle, and I feel sorry for those who live there.  However, they do get the government they elect, don’t they?  Maybe I shouldn’t feel too sorry for them after all.

On The Jews

On The Jews

I am currently reading Walter Russell Mead’s book God and Gold, subtitled Britain, America, and the Making of the Modern World.  In this book, he discusses the role of religion as one of the forces in the making of the Western Enlightenment societies we have today.  He says this about the Jews in today’s world:

Apart from the significance of Jewish experience to Jews, the survival of the Jews into modern times serves for billions of non-Jews as a kind of historical proof that the God of Abraham is powerful and real.  God told Abraham that he would have descendants who would remember his name–and lo! there they are.  That this unique people, returning almost miraculously against all probability to the land God promised Abraham would support his descendants, is a kind of bone in the throat of the world–a people and a state that can neither be spat out nor swallowed, unable to find rest at “home” or in exile–only further shows billions of Abrahamic believers just how powerful the narrative (or the God) remains after all these millennia.  That world history remains convulsed by the struggles of the Jews to make a home, and that their ethical and military successes and failures reverberate to the ends of the earth, further reinforces the most powerful cultural force that human beings know.

I just love his phrase about the “bone in the throat of the world”, it just works.  And the paragraph above supports what I have come to think of as the role of the Jewish People in the world.

The Jews are the Conscience of Humanity.  You will know when the human race is well and truly doomed.  When the last Jew is gone.

May the Jewish People live, and thrive, Forever.  Amen.

This is really weird!

Just this week, at work we found out that our profit-sharing payout, based on last fiscal year’s performance, is going to be a nice percentage of our total salary.  It got me to thinking about salary, and how mine has increased quite a bit this year.  In January, in connection with my promotion, I received a 6% increase.  In the ten years I’ve worked for my company, I have never had a promotion, and my biggest increase was about 2%, so that 6% was pretty amazing.

Then, about three months ago, my boss called me in, and told me that I was getting an additional 7% raise, totally out of the blue.  I was flabbergasted, and very grateful.  And lately, I have been thinking something that I have never, ever thought before.  I said to myself, “I am earning enough”.  Yes, hard to believe, I am now, after about 25 years of purchasing experience in a number of industries from health care to aerospace, I am getting paid what I think I’m worth.  This is astonishing to me! This is about how I feel.

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I have told my husband before,  that I basically have everything I need to lead a full life.  Husband, fully-paid-for house, fully-paid-for car (10 years old), good job (getting better!), friends, and family, and a gorgeous black cat.  There’s really nothing more I need.  We both have enough vacation time saved up that we can take whatever vacation we want to.

I know that it’s bad form to tell your employer that you don’t need any more raises, and I won’t mention it.  But when review time comes around in the next month or so, I’ll be treating any raise I receive as “gravy”, or the cherry on top of the milkshake; something I will like but really don’t need.

As I said before, this is WEIRD!

The Gosnell Story (abortion butchery) Will Stay Top of Mind Here Beware Graphic Images Below

[Author’s Note: October 14, 2018.  A Movie has been made about this Butcher of Philadelphia.  I urge ALL my followers and readers to see this movie.  I especially urge my so-called “pro-choice” readers to see this movie.  From comments that have appeared over at Ricochet.com, no one can see this movie without becoming emotional, so take your tissues if you see the movie.  And, like below from 2013, the Drive-by Media (hat tip to Rush Limbaugh for the descriptor) is ignoring this phenomenon.]

This story has been totally ignored by the “mainstream media”, because it reflects badly on one of their favored groups, Abortion Supporters. Following is a link to the Grand Jury Findings in this butcher’s trial in Pennsylvania.

http://www.phila.gov/districtattorney/pdfs/grandjurywomensmedical.pdf

This evidence is not to be denied, or swept aside for any reason.

Found at Butcher Gosnell's "Clinic".
Found at Butcher Gosnell’s “Clinic”.

 

 

Zeal…I really DID build that!

In about 1975, my first husband and I had returned to Seattle from Minneapolis, and were living on a shoestring.  He had found a job as a transformer winder at a company that made industrial transformers, and I, with my MA in psychology, was working as a pricing clerk in a hospital pharmacy.  Now, Larry was ultra-handy.  He could and did work on anything and everything around the house and the cars.  He fixed anything that needed fixing.  But when our stereo tuner bit the dust, that was something he couldn’t fix (“no user-serviceable parts inside”).  So we were faced with needing a new tuner, and having little spare money lying around.

So we decided to get a Heathkit and build the tuner ourselves.  We looked in the catalog (no internet in those dark ages), and picked out a model that did what we wanted at a reasonable price.  We mailed away the order form, and waited for our tuner kit to arrive.  In the meantime, we made a trip downtown to Radar Electric, a local firm that sold new and used electronic parts and tools.  We both loved going there, just to see all the bins filled with interesting-looking stuff.  We bought a soldering-iron, solder, and other assembly tools that we would need.

When the kit arrived, we unpacked everything, and set up an assembly area on Larry’s workbench.  Then, he taught me how to solder, and together we worked through the initial instructions.  It turned out that I just had so much fun doing this electronic assembly that I said I’d do it all.  I literally kicked him out of his own workshop and proceeded to build the entire assembly all by myself.  I followed all the instructions to the letter, and did all the operations in the correct order, with the correct parts and pieces.  I thoroughly enjoyed watching that tuner take shape under my hands, and I had visible progress to show off every day.  I worked on that tuner in every spare moment when I was not working, eating and sleeping.  I remember at least one night when Larry had to drag me away to go to bed so I could get enough sleep to go to work in the morning.

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Finally, after about a week, all the circuit boards were finished, and it was time to do the final assembly.  We placed all the boards in the enclosure, hooked up the correct wires, closed it up and applied all the necessary knobs and labels for the various switches.  We hooked up the power cable, took a deep breath, and plugged it in.  And it worked!  All the lights came on, we tuned in our favorite station, and sound came out!  That simple Heathkit tuner did yeoman duty, and it lasted a good 15 years.  I was so proud of myself for having completed that project with little help.  I gained some very valuable skills, and learned a little about electronics in the process.  I never would have thought that such a task would totally capture my imagination, but it did.  And I think I gained from being able to finish what I had started and have it work from the minute it was finished.  I was zealous in attention to every detail, reading each instruction twice to make sure I had it right.  And thereafter, I could look at and listen to our tuner, and say to myself, “I built that!”.

[This essay was first posted over at Ricochet.com, where it has 21 “likes” and is under consideration to be promoted to the Main, public-facing, Feed]