I happened on this Vanity Fair piece wondering aloud how it can possibly be that their demigod could possibly be the uber-competent, super-genius organizer of people that he is (Right?  He is, right?  Right? *sniff* I’m skeerd.  Hold me!) while being, as it is now clear for all the world to see, held in near-total isolation.

There, there now.  Let me explain it for you.

Barack Obama remains in near-total isolation, never really engaging anyone outside of maybe half-a-dozen to a dozen people inside the West Wing, bluffing his way through pressers and being held safely away from congressional leadership and even his top-tier donors behind velvet ropes, because Barack Obama is dumber than a box of hair, a drug addict, and a sodomite, and CAN’T engage people without blowing his cover.

Barack Obama the man, or whatever his name is, spends much of his time locked in the study above the Oval Office.  In that study he watches ESPN, does drugs, and is sexually serviced by male concubines.  Barack Obama also does not “golf”, unless the word “golf” is the new jive-talk slang for being fellated by a male concubine while smoking crack in the backseat of the presedential limo in the parking lot of the East Course at Joint Base Andrews.  If that is what “golf” now means, then yes, Barack Obama sure as hell plays a lot of “golf”.

Let’s compare Obama to Bill Clinton.  Bill Clinton is a psychopath, a murderer and a rapist.  Bill Clinton is also probably a genius on the I.Q. scale.  Tales of Bill Clinton’s intellectual dexterity and thus his charm and ability to “work a room” are legendary, from both the male and female perspectives.  Both men and women have reported that Bill Clinton can make anyone he is talking to feel as though they are the only person on the planet, and that he understands and sympathizes completely with them and their position.  He has used this ability to manipulate men politically and women sexually to an extent that is perhaps unmatched.

Obama’s handlers keep him totally isolated and won’t even let him schmooze with his drooling mega-donors.  And Obama cooperates, because he knows he is a complete fraud, too.

Do you guys remember the stunningly bizarre incident a few years ago when Obama began a press conference at the White House, and then walked out claiming he had to attend some reception, and turned his own press conference over to Bill Clinton who proceeded to DAZZLE the press corps with a tour de force performace at the podium?  Everything Bill Clinton said was a lie, including the words “and” and “the”, but his rhetorical command and nimbleness was stunning, especially in direct contrast to Obama who can only barely regurgitate rehearsed and coached talking points when speaking ex tempore.  Let’s go to the videotape on that surreal episode:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dODwyYpDmqY

Who is running the White House?  Who is executing the Cloward-Piven strategy from the West Wing?  Valerie Jarrett is clearly in charge, but even she is taking orders from above.  JPMorgan-Goldman Sachs.  Soros.  The Saudis.  Maybe the ChiComms.  Maybe Moscow.  I dunno.  We’ll all find out at the General Judgment.  Michelle Obama is also far more powerful and involved than is let on.  This is especially terrifying, because Michelle Obama is every bit as dumb as her fake husband, and perhaps even moreso.  Have you ever read Michelle’s Princeton thesis?  Here.  Let me link that badboy up for you.  I simply have to quote Christopher Hitchens, the now-former atheist (God have mercy on him), who said it best:

“I direct your attention to Mrs. Obama’s 1985 thesis at Princeton University. Its title (rather limited in scope, given the author and the campus) is “Princeton-Educated Blacks and the Black Community.” To describe it as hard to read would be a mistake; the thesis cannot be “read” at all, in the strict sense of the verb. This is because it wasn’t written in any known language.”

Obama isn’t a brooding genius, plotting and hatching plans with his roundtable of consiglieres and caporegimes.  He didn’t win the office of the Presidency; he was installed as a puppet by a putch regime who counted the entirety of the mainstream media as a 110% compliant  operational arm.  Obama is a drug-addled imbecile moving through and marking the hours one SportsCenter and one bl**j*b at a time.  He is personally responsible, along with many others, for the giant crime against humanity that is this regime, and he should personally be held to full earthly account according to the rule of law and be subject to capital punishment with due process just like the rest of them in exctly the same way Kim Jong Un, another imbecile puppet, should also be held to full personal account.  But a brooding genius?  Cracker, please.

Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.  Amen.

We’re gonna go “encounter” some musloids and then we’re gonna “dialogue” using swords just like this one I’m holding right here in my right hand, because I’m the Vicar of Jesus Christ and I have made my judgment.

Meet Pope Urban II.  In the late 11th century, the musloids were exterminating all of the Christians in the Middle East.  (Sound familiar?)  Even though he was over in the West with the Western Rite, and the exterminated Christians were Eastern with their Eastern Rites, it mattered not, because there is only One Church, and when the sheep are being exterminated by a large pack of inbred, rabid, demonically possessed wolves, you suit up and boot up.  Quoth Pope Urban II to those assembled at the Council of Clermont on November 27, ARSH 1095:

I, or rather the Lord, beseech you as Christ’s heralds to publish this everywhere and to pers­e all people of whatever rank, foot-soldiers and knights, poor and rich, to carry aid promptly to those Christians and to destroy that vile race from the lands of our friends. I say this to those who are present, it is meant also for those who are absent. Moreover, Christ commands it.

To which, all there present simultaneously cried, “Deus vult!  Deus vult!”  (God wills it!)

Now, 918 years later, the successor to Urban II can only spew incoherent platitudes while his sheep, his flock, entrusted to him by Jesus Christ, are exterminated without compunction in exactly the same lands and by exactly the same people (no, really, the family trees are completely straight lines).

How long, O Lord?

Ladies and gentlemen of the Iniquitous Gutter Republic, I give you an honest-to-goodness taxpayer-funded print advertisement now running for Obamacare.  This is not satire.  This is not a joke.  I dunno.  Maybe since the dead babies didn’t convince you that a tax strike is the very, very, very least that is called for at this point, perhaps this will:

Remember, quarterly tax payments for income generated in the September 1, 2013-December 31, 2013 window will be due on January 15, 2014!

We’re basically just doing one of these per month, now to catch up on current events.  We talk about the ObamaCare website intentional failure, the complicity of the Catholic bishops in the ObamaCare fraud, a few different topics.  It’s pretty good – for a chick.  I acquired a headset with a microphone so the audio quality is greatly improved.  I’m still a shrill, shrieking harridan, but I’m a shrill, shrieking harridan with much more low-end bass and less high-end tweet.  It helps.

BTW, someone reminded me of the Big Lebowski Dude and how White Russians were referred to as “Caucasians”, so pour yourself up a Caucasian (or four) and enjoy 44 minutes of browbeating.  Za Vas!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fE51E5_dXNI

1.  A White Russian is one shot of vodka, a half shot of coffee liqueur, and then top off with cream – all over ice in a lowball glass.  Do not stir.  Be careful with these delicious rascals.  They sneak up on you.  You don’t feel a thing … until you stand up.  And then it’s the Battle of Stalingrad right behind your eyeballs.

2.  Thank you once again for your extreme generosity in my estate liquidation project.  I am happy to report that yet another Tridentine Mass for my benefactors, supporters and those who pray for me has been locked-in for November 29th at approximately 12:30pm EST.  Since only one person can technically “win” each auction, I thought it only right to add “supporters and those who pray for me” to the intention.  Our Lord knows exactly who you are, and thus the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass will indeed be offered for your special intention on the 29th.  Mark the date!

3. I came across this little poem on vice and thought it extremely apt.  The word MIEN (pronounced “meen”) means a person’s appearance or manner.

Vice is a monster of so frightful mien
As to be hated needs but to be seen;
Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face,
We first endure, then pity, then embrace.

Do you remember when even the slightest sight of anything having to do with sodomites or lesbians was utterly repulsive to you, engendering even a visceral, physical feeling of repulsion?  We have – all of us, to varying degrees – been desentized to it.  The Communist infiltrators have done this through the media, and as I have said before, we not only let them do it, but we paid them, on average, $50-$200 PER MONTH to let them do it, and most continue to do so.  Endure, pity, then embrace.  Indeed.

3.  With regard to the counties in Colorado voting to move forward in the process of forming a 51st state, no I’m not impressed.  First, the FEDGOV will never, ever approve such a thing because it would dilute the Senate and the two new diluted Senate seats would both be conservative.  Not that the legislative branch has any actual power anymore.  What a joke.  The Legislative Branch is simply a lapdog to the Tyrant Executive, and of zero consequence to the Judiciary, which has usurped the role of authoring legislation for quite some time now.  But more importantly, why is forming a new state that still exists inside an Iniquitous Gutter Republic any sort of improvement?  This is the working definition of peeing into the wind.   Bottom line:  When someone starts a movement to SECEDE FROM THE UNION, then and only then will I pay attention.  Anything less than that is simply the rearranging of the deck chairs on the Titanic.  Anyone with a brain knows that you need to get your butts in a lifeboat and row away from the sinking monstrosity as hard and as fast as you possibly can.

4.  And finally, something pretty.  While I know that George and Tammy’s relationship was highly, highly disordered, I have always loved this song.  An interesting point about Tammy – she kept her beautician’s license current until the very end of her life.  She always entertained the possibility that she would need to go “back to work” at some point.  At the time it seemed odd, but I think that we can all better appreciate her wisdom and humility on this point now.  This is an old Hee-Haw clip.  Man, EVERYBODY went on Hee-Haw.  Saturday night – 6:00pm.  Scenes from a childhood in the last golden days of the United States.  Enjoy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qwey1_O2-Eo

Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.  Amen.

Grrr! D’oh! Argh! Come here! Hey! Now I got ya! BAH! D’OH! ARGH!

Jacob rasslin’ with an angel in Genesis 32.  Here is the footnote on the episode from the Douay-Rheims Bible which, I think, clears up the misconceptions about this incident:

This was an angel in human shape, as we learn from Hosea 12: 4. He is called God, ver. 28 and 30, because he represented the person of the Son of God. This wrestling, in which Jacob, assisted by God, was a match for an angel, was so ordered (ver. 28,) that he might learn by this experiment of the divine assistance, that neither Esau, nor any other man, should have power to hurt him.– It was also spiritual, as appeareth by his earnest prayer, urging and at last obtaining the angel’s blessing.

So, two points.  The Divine Assistance is EXTREMELY powerful.  Rasslin’ an angel to a draw is an unfathomable feat.  Second, earnest persistence in prayer is both efficacious and desired by God.  Speaking for myself, coming out of a protestant culture of self-reliance to the point of abject pridefulness and being keen to avoid the traditional female stereotypical behavior of talking too much and, most especially, nagging, this episode reminds us that God wants us to both talk to Him and “nag” Him.  NOT persistently asking Him for help is bad, prideful business.

Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.

Grumpy and stubbly. Team San Carlo. Yay!

Today is the Feast of Saint Charles Borromeo. He was grumpy, and apparently was rocking a five o’clock shadow well before noon.  He was a real manly-man.  Among countless other awesome achievements, St. Charles went after his confessor when it became clear that the guy was a pervert, and the confessor was, as a result, convicted of “unnatural offenses”.  He made many enemies – but the kind of enemies that it is good to have.

St. Charles was a toughguy who saw how incredibly messed up and wicked the world in his day was, and just rolled up his sleeves and FIXED IT.  He was a man who got tremendous horsepower to the pavement.  He didn’t shrug his shoulders.  He didn’t roll his eyes.  He just mashed the throttle and went right over the top of anyone who dared slow him down.  Sigh.  Yeah.  We’re a fan.

He also invented Sunday School.

Oh, and he wrote an entire book about the design and construction of churches: Instructiones Fabricae et Supellectilis Ecclesiasticae.  The people responsible for all of these hideously, hideously ugly churches today should be beaten mercilessly with a hardcover copy of Instructiones Fabricae et Supellectilis Ecclesiasticae until they repent of their wicked, evil designs and lying proclamation of ugliness as beauty.

And even though he was widely hated by the corruptocrats and perverts, and even though he was a grumpy-puss who consistently wore his frowny-face, the day he died the people took to the streets demanding that he be canonized a saint.  (I’m pretty sure there is a lesson in there somewhere….)

St. Carlo, pray for us!!

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