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Saturday, April 6, 2019

Political Science?

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"A recent Pew Hispanic survey found that more than 70 percent of illegal immigrants from Mexico are interested in a guest-worker program and then returning home."   -John Shadegg

Dear (eventual) Grandstickies & Great-Grandstickies (& Gentlereaders),

This week's letter may come in handy someday to help you someday understand what happened if America is overrun by our less fortunate neighbors to the south. Considering what's happening to Europe, you'd think we'd know better

From the National Interest, 3/23/19:

"Seventeen years and five months later, fourteen thousand U.S. troops remain enmeshed in a war in Afghanistan with no end in sight."

"2,419 U.S. service members have been killed in Afghanistan, and tens of thousands of additional soldiers have been wounded..."

In Afghanistan, aka the Graveyard of Empires, our kids are still getting killed or maimed. No shortage of the homeless are vets who have served multiple tours in hell. 16.8 (not 20.6 the VA assures us) off themselves every day.

Think about that. Approximately every hour and a half someone that volunteered to keep Americans safe from external threats so that we can battle the obesity epidemic at home takes their own life.


The Donald and the Demos are fighting over building a Magic Wall from the Gulf of Mexico to the Pacific Ocean, a distance of 1,954 miles. Now personally, I think that a Magic Wall that's 1,954 miles long that can't be tunneled under, flown over, or sailed around for only $5,700,000,000 is the deal of the century. That's less than three million bucks a mile (2,917,093 dollars and 14 cents a mile to be exact).

That's chump change! California has spent roughly $5,400,000,000 (in addition to $3,300,000,000 of seed money from Uncle Sugar) on a high-speed railroad that has crashed before it was built. Three million a mile is peanuts! Makes ya wonder why the Repubs didn't set aside the dough after they ran the table in 2016 and had control of the Swamp for two entire years.


Nancy Pelosi, tribune of the little people, (net worth, $16,000,000) and crew has said, "Take a hike, the Donald, No wall for you!"

"Oh yeah!" responded the Oompa Loompa-in-chief, "I declare an emergency. I'm gonna build me a big beautiful wall anyway, so there!"


And Then...

From National Public Radio's website, 1/9/19:

Yes, The President Can Declare A 'National Emergency' To Build a Wall

"The way that Congress set it up ... was that Congress could basically terminate any national emergency the president declared through a concurrent resolution -- simply through majority votes of both houses, without the president's approval."

The article goes on to point out that the Supremes ruled that without the president's signature this was unconstitutional so Congress changed the law. It now states that the prez must sign off or the resolution is void, the emergency stands.

Just like any other law, the president has the power of the veto, which he has invoked. Just like any other law, it requires a two-thirds majority in both houses to override said veto.


Secure in the knowledge they didn't have enough votes to override a veto the Demos and a handful of Repubs bravely passed the resolution anyway. This act of congressional masturbation resulted in a tempest in a teapot that continues to rage.

The Donald has declared victory and ordered the Magic Wall to be built. However, the lawsuits to stop this from happening are piling up faster than snow in a nor'easter.

The 39 (and counting) Demos running for president are gleefully welcoming anyone that can make it across the border and the word is out that if you bring your kids, or somebody's kids, the gringos will buy ya a bus ticket to your preferred American city of streets paved with gold if you promise to come back after things settle down.

"Kids in Cages" headlines make for very bad optics.

The Sturm und Drang continues with no end in sight because that's how ya get elected and stay elected in America nowadays.

                                              The Swamp, Inc
    No solutions, no compromise, no results. Bread and Circuses 24x7x365.

Emergency? What Emergency?

“We are aware that a new caravan is forming in Honduras that they’re calling the mother of all caravans . . . and which could be [made up of] more than 20,000 people,” Olga S├ínchez Cordero said.

"Nuh-Uh!" Honduras responds.

It's probably not true (since I just made it up) but I heard from the ubiquitous Anonymous Source that the CIA agent that signed off on WMD in Iraq is serving out their career in Honduras, trying to hang on long enough to get a full pension. Maybe we could ask him/her/them (shh! it's a secret) to check this out. Poppa loves you.

Have an OK day. 
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