Showing posts with label politicians. Show all posts
Showing posts with label politicians. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 31, 2025

Walt's predictions for 2026

Ready for New Year 2026? You'll go to bed tonight, and when you wake up in the morning (DV) everything will be new, improved and wonderful! Well... not everything.


That politicians will still be lying to us in 2026 is a prediction Walt can make with absolutely certainty of being correct. That some of those politicians will be assisted by the (((controlled media))) is another. And that there will be a deluge of AI-generated fake news is yet another.

Should we go beyond that? Why not just rest on our laurels? At the end of 2025 Walt predicted that at least two of Demented Joe Biden, Justin "Blackface" Trudeau, and Francis the Pope of the New World Order would be out of office by the end of the year. We hit the trifecta on that one, 3 for 3, lifetime pct .987. 

Sadly, the successors to Trudeau and Francis have proved to be little better than their predecessors. Marx Carney and Pope Leo XIV are almost as liberal as their predecessors, and still leading their constituents down the path to One World and social, political and financial ruin. About POTUS, we can say only that his first year has been a disappointment.

A few things seem likely to happen in 2026 so we might as well list our fears, viz.:
* The AI bubble will not burst, but will start to deflate. (That's not a bad thing.)
* There will be some kind of deal to end (or suspend?) Russia's war against Ukraine. The Ukraine will get screwed. See "Selling out Ukraine to appease Putin would be a huge mistake", WWW 28/12/25. 

* Attendance at mainstream Catholic churches will continue to fall freely as the Church gets gayer and gayer. Catholics who keep the Faith will turn in even greater numbers to chapels run by Traditional Latin Mass groups such as the FFSP and SSPX.

* "Trump tariffs" will be overturned by SCOTUS. President Trump will promise new and improved tariffs which will make Americans 1000% richer than they are now, if they vote Republican.
* The mid-term shit-hammer will fall hard on the Republicans, as Ukrainian-Americans and disaffected conservatives will stay home in drove.

* Venezuelan President Maduros will be out of office by this time next year.
* The mayors of at least two American cities will, without pushing from Washington, call on their police forces (and possibly the National Guard!) to tear down the verminous encampments and clean up the streets of their shit-hole cities.

* The world will not be a better place on 31 December 2026 than it is today. We can only hope and pray it will be not much worse.

Walt, that's enough gloom and doom for one day. Please don't write anything more until next year! Ed.
OK. Happy New Year anyway. Walt

Tuesday, May 10, 2022

They don't make `em like that any more

Walt thanks Agent 5 for sending along a fond look in the rearview mirror at the kind of people who used to live in the White House, a long long time ago. What a contrast with recent occupants!


Harry Truman was a different kind of President. He probably made as many, or more important decisions regarding our nation's history as any of the other 42 Presidents preceding him. However, a measure of his greatness may rest on what he did after he left the White House. 

The only asset he had when he died was the house he lived in, which was in Independence Missouri . His wife had inherited the house from her mother and father and other than their years in the White House, they lived their entire lives there.

As president he paid for all of his own travel expenses and food. When he retired from office in 1952 his income was a US Army pension reported to have been $13,507.72 a year. Congress, noting that he was paying for his stamps and personally licking them, granted him an 'allowance' and, later, a retroactive pension of $25,000 per year. 

After President Eisenhower was inaugurated, Harry and Bess drove home to Missouri by themselves. There was no Secret Service following them. When offered corporate positions at large salaries, he declined, stating, "You don't want me. You want the office of the President, and that doesn't belong to me. It belongs to the American people and it's not for sale."

Even later, on 6 May 1971, when Congress was preparing to award him the Medal of Honor on his 87th birthday, he refused to accept it, writing, "I don't consider that I have done anything which should be the reason for any award, Congressional or otherwise." 

Good old Harry Truman was correct when he observed, "My choices in life were either to be a piano player in a whorehouse or a politician. And to tell the truth, there's hardly any difference!"

Modern politicians have found a new level of success in cashing in on the Presidency, resulting in untold wealth. Today, many in Congress also have found a way to become quite wealthy while enjoying the fruits of their offices. Political offices are now for sale. 

What a pity [the anonymous author of this piece says] that we can't dig up Harry Truman and clone him. They don't make `em like that any more! 

Thursday, September 16, 2021

The difference between politicians and people like you and me

A big vote of thanks to Agent 6 for passing along this little gem. Very à propos to Canadians, with polling day just four days off.

When voting remember the difference between the politicians and the general public. 

A cop comes in for a haircut, and when he tries to pay his bill, the barber replies, "I cannot accept money from you, I'm doing community service this week." The cop was happy and left the shop. 

When the barber went to open up the next morning, he found a thank-you card and a dozen Tim Horton donuts waiting for him at his door. Then an MP came in for a haircut, and when he went to pay his bill, the barber again replied, "I cannot accept money from you. I'm doing community service this week." The MP was very happy and left the shop. 

When the barber went to open up the next morning, he found a dozen MP's lined up at the frontdoor, waiting for a free haircut! 

That, my friends, illustrates the fundamental difference between the citizens of our country and the politicians who run it. 


As Ronald Reagan said, "Both politicians and diapers need to be changed often and for the same reason." In Canada, it's waaaaay past time for a change!

Wednesday, July 29, 2020

Two Irishmen discuss the coming election

We are just over three months away from the 2020 elections for the Presidensity of the Excited States of America and other positions. Walt has not yet officially endorsed any candidates for anything but assiduous readers will understand that I would vote for Sleepy Joe Biden only if there were reliable reports of the temperature in Hell having plummeted to 0. 

So I am encouraged by the daily release by the (((controlled media))) or new polls showing that Still-President Trump is way behind Creepy Joe and certain to lose bigly come November. We heard the same thing, from the same people, four years ago. Remember?

The American elections are much discussed elsewhere in the world, including the Auld Sod. What follows purports to be a conversation between two men in an Irish pub....

Who is going to win beyond? Which of the pair would you back?
I do not know.

The brother says your man is going to win. But begob I don't know. It'll be a long time before your other man hands in his gun.
That is true.

Your man is smart, I'll agree with the brother there. And he doesn't take a jar, that's another thing that stands to him. And of course he bars the fags as well. But does that mean your other man is a buff?
Scarcely.

Oh indeed begob it doesn't. It certainly does not. Because your other man gets up very early too. It wasn't yesterday or the day before your other man came up.
He has undoubtedly certain qualities of adroitness.

Of cousre the brother looks at it the other way. He is all for your man and never had any time for your other man. Says no good could ever come out of the class of carry-on your other man has been at for the last ten years. There's a lot in that, of course. The brother certainly put his finger on it there. But it's not all on the wan side. Your man was up to some hooky work in his time too.
No doubt.

There's a pair of crows in it. And I t hink your other man is six to four on. Do you know why?
I do not.
Because he knows the place backwards, every lane and backyard in it. Lived there all his life, why wouldn't he. And of course your man doesn't know where the hell he is. And do you know why I wouldn't be sorry to see your other man coming in first?
No.

Because it would be great gas to prove the brother wrong for once. And you'll live to see it too. Because do you know what I'm going to tell you?
What?
Your man is using the whip. Do you know that? Your man is using the whip!
Is that a fact?
I'm telling you now. Begob here's me bus. Cheers!
Byebye.

It's possible they may not have been discussing the 2020 election or any American election, but you can read the conversation any way you like, depending on who your man is, of course.

This piece was actually written some time ago by Flann O'Brien, aka Brian Ó Nuallain -- O'Nolan, for Americans -- born 5 October 1911 at Strabane, County Tyrone, died 1 April 1966 (!) in Dublin. Mr O'Brien was an Irish novelist, dramatist, and, as Myles na gCopaleen, a columnist for the Irish Times newspaper for 26 years. That's him on the right in the photo above.

I've excerpted it from The Best of Myles, Picador 1977, which I recommend highly, if only (but not only) for witticisms like this one.

Tuesday, May 19, 2020

VIDEO: George Carlin: Why, if you vote, you can't complain!

WARNING: Contains strong language. Not suitable for immature audiences. LOL

This clip is taken from "Back in Town", a 1996 stand-up performance by the great comedian-philosopher/philosopher-comedian. RIP.



I have mixed feeling about Mr Carlin's advice to stay home. I always vote, even though I know it's not going to make a whit of difference. And I hope all our readers will vote, if they get the chance, for the right candidate. [Geddit? Ed.] If we right-thinking people stay home, that just leaves the field clear for the liberals who have wrecked our economies and our countries to solve a "crisis" which they induced.

Saturday, March 7, 2020

Government minister cuts ribbon to open new public toilet

We've all heard stories of politicians so hungry for voters' approval (and votes) that they would open a two-hole shithouse, if asked. In our western democracies, these stories are exaggerations, of course. Not so in Zimbabwe -- the land of bambazonke -- from whence Walt still receives reports from an agent who wishes to be not just unnamed but unnumbered.

Today he passes along a report that Apolonia Munzverengwi, the Minister of State for Mashonaland East Province, recently commissioned new maintenance equipment at Chikomba Rural District Council offices, and, in the highlight of the ceremonies, cut the ribbon to open a new pay toilet.


Mrs Munzverengwi, who was the guest of honour at the event, urged local authorities to consider the needs of the residents before utilising government devolution funds. She told the assembled throng, "President Mnangagwa initiated the devolution programme to enhance a bottom-up communication process [sic] which ensures that the real problems faced by the people are addressed at local level."

The Chikomba RDC used revenue from ratepayers to construct the pay toilet and purchased a grader and a refuse truck using a government devolution grant. Praising them, the Minister said, "It is important that before utilising the devolution grants from the government, authorities should inquire from the residents how they want the fund to be used. I am happy that Chikomba RDC managed to purchase a refuse truck and a grader, equipment key for efficient service delivery.

"I also applaud the council for being business-minded and construct a pay toilet which will serve the community at the same time generating more revenue for the local authority."

After commissioning the toilet and equipment, Mrs Munzverengwi also toured the various projects being carried out by the council which include construction of schools and clinics. She also had an "interface" [meeting? Ed.] with councillors, heads of government departments and business people. Where the interface took place was not reported.

When it comes to such commissioning ceremonies (read: photo-ops), Zimbabwean politicians, of the ZANU-PF party which has ruled the African shithole since independence from the evil white settlers in 1980, have form. In 2018, since-disgraced Finance and Economic Development Minister Patrick Chinamasa made headlines when he was caught on camera commissioning a garbage bin (read: dumpster) in Rusape. Sadly, no pictures of the event have survived.

Saturday, November 16, 2019

VIDEO: Sunday Funnies with George Carlin

This seems like a good time to give you, dear readers, a break from the bullshit of the impreachment witch-hunt ["hearings", shurely! Ed.]. But we mustn't forget what a steaming load of bullshit is excreted in Washington every day -- past, present and future. To remind us, who better than George Carlin. Here's an old(ish) and long(ish) but good (for sure) video of a speech he made at the National Press Club, in which he spends much time dissecting and rejecting the way politicians talk, thus implicating (as Mr Carlin says) the press corps which faithfully records the bullshit and passes it along to a gullible public.

You can skip the introductions, including Mr Carlin's self-introduction. The good stuff begins at 10:40.

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Politicians = "post turtles", sez wise old farmer

Time for a Sunday funny, courtesy of Agent 6...

While stitching a cut on the hand of a 75-year-old farmer whose hand was caught in the squeeze-gate while working cattle, the doctor struck up a conversation with the old man. Eventually the topic got around to politicians and their role as our leaders. The old farmer said, "Well, as I see it, most politicians are 'post turtles'."

Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a "post turtle" was. The old rancher said, "When you're driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that's a post turtle."


Seeing the puzzled look on the doctor's face, the old farmer went on to explain, "You know he didn't get up there by himself, he doesn't belong up there, he doesn't know what to do while he's up there, he's elevated beyond his ability to function, and you just wonder what kind of dumb idiot put him up there to begin with."

Agent 6 says that's the best definition of a politician he's ever heard!

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Butch the Rooster: a parable for the next election

Agent 9 has been contemplating the campaigns for high office currently unfolding in Canada and the Excited States of America. He has sent us the following fable, complete with moral. It's the story of Butch the Rooster.

Sarah was in the fertilized egg business. She had several hundred young pullets and ten roosters to fertilize the eggs. She kept records, and any rooster not performing was replaced and consigned to the soup pot.

Keeping track of who was doing his duty and who wasn't took a lot of time, so she bought some tiny bells and attached them to her roosters. Each bell had a different tone, so she could tell from a distance which rooster was performing. Now, she could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report just by listening to the bells.

Sarah's favourite rooster, old Butch, was a very fine specimen but one morning she noticed that his bell hadn't rung at all! When she went to investigate, she saw the other roosters were busy chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing, but when the pullets heard the roosters coming, they would run for cover.

Old Butch was smarter. To Sarah's amazement, old Butch held his bell in his beak so it couldn't ring. He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job, and walk on to the next one.

Sarah was so proud of old Butch that she entered him in a show, where he became an overnight sensation among the judges. They not only awarded old Butch the "No Bell Piece Prize", but the "Pulletsurprise" as well!

Clearly old Butch was a politician in the making. Who else but a politician could figure out how to win two of the most coveted awards on our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the unsuspecting populace and screwing them when they weren't paying attention?

Moral: Vote carefully in the next election. You can't always hear the bells!

Monday, January 12, 2015

West reacts to Islamist killing of Westerners... ONLY Westerners

It took the "public" beheading of a couple of Americans and a Brit to get the Excited States of America and its camp followers (hello, Australia, Britain and Canada... and France!) into the latest phase of the Oil Wars. As long as ISIS -- an extremist band of Sunni Muslims -- was beating up Shia Muslims, Kurds, and other denizens of the sandpit, who cared? Nobody! That's who!

Last week, Islamic terrorists -- which is what they were, no matter what the Prez says -- killed, ummm, 17 French people (including 4 Jews), and the world went nuts. As discussed here at length [great length! Ed.], suddenly we we're all Charlie. Some of us even proclaimed "We are all Jews"!

Sure, the killings in France were tragic, outrageous attacks on free speech and Western values, worthy of condemnation and outpourings of grief and determination to resist. But... did anyone notice that in the same week, Boko Haram killes literally 1000s of people -- all African, mostly Muslim -- in Nigeria? "See Meanwhile, in Nigeria, militant Islamists wipe out town of 10,000">

Today comes news that there were three -- count `em, three -- suicide bombings in the same part of Nigeria. 23 people were killed and dozens injured when three female suicide bombers -- one only 10 years old -- blew themselves up [or were blown up by remote control] in crowded markets. 23 dead, added to the 2000 or so killed in Baga. Are people in Paris, Washington, London or Toronto taking to streets with signs reading "We are all African Muslims!" Errr, no.

Most Rev. Ignatius Kaigama, the Roman Catholic Archbishop of Jos, accuses the West of ignoring the atrocities perpetrated by Boko Haram. Speaking on BBC-TV's Newsday, he said the world had to show more determination to halt the militant Islamists' advance in Nigeria. Why, he asked, doesn't the international community show the same spirit and resolve that it did after the attacks in France? Walt will supply the answer. It's because the victims aren't Westerners, so who cares...

Archbishop Kaigama said facing down Boko Haram requires international support and unity of the type that had been shown after last week's militant attacks in France. "We need that spirit to be spread around," he said. "Not just when [an attack] happens in Europe, but when it happens in Nigeria, in Niger, in Cameroon. We [must] mobilize our international resources and face or confront the people who bring such sadness to many families."

Good luck with that. And I'm not talking about Nigerian President Goodluck Jonathan [real name. Ed.] who is among those who doesn't seem to care. He has yet to comment on this week's violence, and BBC correspondent Will Ross says Nigeria's politicians appear more focused on next month's elections. Not like Western politicians, eh!

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

In praise of demagoguery

You will have noticed, dear reader, that elections are in progress -- if such it may be called -- in many of the English-speaking Western democracies. Scotland, New Zealand, parts of Canada and, yes, the Excited States of America are being subjected to an onslaught of political speech-making.

Politicians of all stripes get up on their hind legs and flap their gums in an effort to convince the electorate to turn out in great numbers to vote for them. Yet, with the exception of last week's referendum in Scotland, voters are staying away from the polls in droves. Apathy reigns. In one small Ontario municipality, a newspaper poll suggested that voters prefer "Nobody" to the incumbent mayor or any of the challengers.

Why is this? Why do so few voters nowadays seem to care about who rules them or what policies their governments pursue? The answer, in Walt's humble opinion [!!! Ed.] is that no-one who speaks from a public platform is willing or able to deliver a truly inspirational stump speech -- the kind that gets people roused up, cheering spontaneously, throwing their hats in the air, and rushing into the streets to demonstrate, or at least vote.

I have to go back a half-century to recall the last time I heard a politician give such a speech. It was in 1964, in a state far away. The major issue dividing the USA at the time was "civil rights". Political correctness was in its infancy, then, and you had to be mighty careful about how you stated your views on the question, or on the group of people the great civil rights revolution was supposed to benefit.

Southern politicians had to learn a variant of the N-word to refer to folks who were later to be called "black", and, still later "African-American". But at least there were still some who had the courage to stand up and oppose forced integration, affirmative action, and all the other brilliant ideas which the Eastern eggheads assured us would result in equality for all Americans. This will all end badly, the "antis" said, because people are not all the same, and you can't legislate character and attitude. For saying so, those politicians were called "racists", "rabble-rousers" and "demagogues".

They had committed the grievous sin of standing up for what they believed, and shouting it from the rooftops or the courthouse steps. That was because they were white. It's OK, even today, to be a "demagogue" but only if you're black. A "demagogue", the dictionary tells us, is "a person, especially a political leader, who wins people's support by exciting their emotions". Like this gentleman.



Now that's what Walt calls demagoguery! You don't hear that kind of speechifying nowadays, at least not from white men. Jesse Jackson can still get a crowd to rise up. So can "Rev." Al Sharpton. Barack Hussein Obama would like to do it, but suffers by comparison, perhaps because he's torn between trying to sound like a (white) university professor and a "real black" leader.

Being an effective speaker -- like King, Jackson and Sharpton -- doesn't mean, though, that you have to be black. Nor does it mean you have to believe sincerely in what you're saying. (Hello, Reverend Sharpton!) Nor does it mean your ideas have to be sound. Your ideas can be crazy or downright evil. (Wie gehts, Adolf Hitler!) But you have to be able to express them clearly and forcefully. You have to be able to get the crowd with you, not just nodding their heads and applauding politely, but frothing at the mouth and champing at the bit to go out there and do what must be done...or at least vote.

Where are the orators of yesteryear? At the moment, Walt's favourite conservative politician is Dr. Ron Paul. (Yes, I know he's really a libertarian -- even better!) I've heard him speak. He speaks common sense. He speaks the truth. And he believes most sincerely in what he's saying. But, sadly, the passion isn't there.

In defence of Dr. Paul and all the other politicians and leader wannabes of our day, it must be said that the means of public communication has changed the style of public communication. The days when people would turn out in their 1000s to hear a speech by a politician are long gone. If there's a celebrity factor in play, as used to be the case with the Prez, you might still see a sizable crowd, but inevitably the speaker doesn't play to the audience, but to the video cameras.

A live speech to a large crowd is a hot medium. But, as Marshall McLuhan said, television is a cool medium. TV watchers don't want to be shouted at in their own living rooms. So people "making a speech" on TV adjust their styles, reading from the autocue -- no-one speaks off the cuff any more -- in the quiet, gentle voice of sweet reason. Histrionics and demagoguery are out. Being cool is in.

But how do people respond? Tepidly or not at all! People don't stand up in their living rooms and cheer! They don't even applaud. If the speaker makes a good point, without passion, the hearer thinks -- not "says", but "thinks" -- yes, that's a good point, I'll keep it in mind. They don't get up off the couch to go and vote or do anything else. That explains the declining turn-outs on election days and the general disinterest in politics and politicians.

Would an old-style politician who could deliver, sincerely and passionately, a barn-burner of a speech -- without notes -- ignite the fire in our bellies and under our asses? Walt doesn't know, but would like to see someone try.

Friday, August 31, 2012

Our dear leaders captured on video

Agent 6 has been down east -- not 1000 miles from Maine, I should think -- but keeps Walt in mind. To mark the end of summer he has sent us this video of our democratically elected leaders at work and at play. Perhaps we should not encourage them to return from their vacations?



Note from Ed.: Did you not notice that the voiceover is being sung in Russian? Just how far "east" was Agent 6?

Sunday, December 11, 2011

"I'm 76 and I'm tired" - Who really wrote this?

Agent 46 sent Walt a piece called "I'm 76 and tired", supposedly written by Bill Cosby. Ever-alert Ed. said he thought it looked familiar, and sure enough, we ran a version of this -- correctly attributed -- almost a year ago.

Anyway, this piece on being yesterday's guy in today's society are worth repeating. It's even more relevant today than it was a year ago. And it expresses the way I feel -- as another old geezer -- just about every time I read the news. After you've read it, I'll tell you who really wrote it.

I'm 76. Except for brief period in the 50's when I was doing my National Service, I've worked hard since I was 17. Except for some some serious health challenges, I put in 50-hour weeks, and didn't call in sick in nearly 40 years. I made a reasonable salary, but I didn't inherit my job or my income, and I worked to get where I am. Given the economy, it looks as though retirement was a bad idea, and I'm tired. Very tired.

I'm tired of being told that I have to "spread the wealth" to people who don't have my work ethic. I'm tired of being told the government will take the money I earned, by force if necessary, and give it to people too lazy to earn it.

I'm tired of being told that Islam is a "Religion of Peace," when every day I can read dozens of stories of Muslim men killing their sisters, wives and daughters for their family "honor"; of Muslims rioting over some slight offense; of Muslims murdering Christian and Jews because they aren't "believers"; of Muslims burning schools for girls; of Muslims stoning teenage rape victims to death for "adultery"; of Muslims mutilating the genitals of little girls; all in the name of Allah, because the Qu'ran and Sharia law tells them to.

I'm tired of being told that out of "tolerance for other cultures" we must let Saudi Arabia and other Arab countries use our oil money to fund mosques and madrassa Islamic schools to preach hate in Australia, New Zealand, UK, America and Canada, while no one from these countries is allowed to fund a church, synagogue or religious school in Saudi Arabia or any other Arab country to teach love and tolerance.

I'm tired of being told I must lower my living standard to fight global warming, which no one is allowed to debate.

I'm tired of being told that drug addicts have a disease, and I must help support and treat them, and pay for the damage they do. Did a giant germ rush out of a dark alley, grab them, and stuff white powder up their noses or stick a needle in their arm while they tried to fight it off?

I'm tired of hearing wealthy athletes, entertainers and politicians of all parties talking about innocent mistakes, stupid mistakes or youthful mistakes, when we all know they think their only mistake was getting caught. I'm tired of people with a sense of entitlement, rich or poor.

I'm really tired of people who don't take responsibility for their lives and actions. I'm tired of hearing them blame the government, or discrimination or big-whatever for their problems.

I'm also tired and fed up with seeing young men and women in their teens and early 20's bedeck them selves in tattoos and face studs, thereby making themselves unemployable and claiming money from the Government.

Yes, I'm damn tired. But I'm also glad to be 76. Because, mostly, I'm not going to have to see the world these people are making. I'm just sorry for my granddaughter and her children. Thank God I'm on the way out and not on the way in.

OK, here's the spoiler! Sorry to say it wasn't Bill Cosby who wrote this piece. Here's the denial from Cosby's own website. As Walt told you last year (after checking with Snopes.com), the author is Robert A. Hall, a USMC vet and former MA state senator. His blog is called The Old Jarhead.

Another "I'm tired" piece appeared in 2005, expressing disappointment for the lack of support of the war against Iraq. The author was Lt. Col. Joe Repya, also a vet and a political candidate.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Obama's "federal family": feel the change, feel the hope

We rarely lift an entire article from a newpaper website or other source. But this one, from the Palm Beach Post, deserves to be read in its entirety.

FEMA'S use of term "federal family" for government expands under Obama

Don’t think of it as the federal government but as your "federal family."

In a Category 4 torrent of official communications during the approach and aftermath of Hurricane Irene, the Federal Emergency Management Agency has repeatedly used the phrase "federal family" when describing the Obama administration’s response to the storm.

The Obama administration didn’t invent the phrase but has taken it to new heights. "Under the direction of President Obama and Secretary Janet Napolitano, the entire federal family is leaning forward to support our state, tribal and territorial partners along the East Coast," a FEMA news release declared Friday as Irene churned toward landfall.

The G-word — "government" — has been nearly banished, with FEMA instead referring to federal, state and local "partners" as well as "offices" and "personnel".

"'Government' is such a dirty word right now," says Florida State University communication professor Davis Houck. "Part of what the federal government does and any elected official does is change the terms of the language game into terms that are favorable to them."

"Family" can evoke favorable thoughts of motherhood and security. But it can also conjure images of Big Brother and organized crime.

The phrase “federal family” has been used in connection with FEMA at least as far back as 1999. Under President George W. Bush, FEMA officials sprinkled the alliterative euphemism into congressional testimony and statements. When former FEMA Director Michael Brown promised help to hurricane-battered Floridians in 2004, he vowed that "the federal family is dedicated to staying for as long as it takes."

During the Clinton administration, Vice President Al Gore responded to 1999 flooding in Iowa by pledging that "the federal family is committed to providing the necessary resources to comfort every person and family devastated by this disaster and to help them return to their normal way of living as fast as possible."

A Google search shows the phrase appearing 10 times on FEMA’s website during the Bush years. Since Obama took office, "federal family" has turned up 118 times on fema.gov, including 50 Irene-related references. Among them: statements that the Obama administration "is committed to bringing all of the resources of the federal family to bear" for storm assistance and that "the entire federal family continues to lean forward to support the states in their ongoing response efforts."

Houck doubts all the "family" references will give the public a warm and fuzzy view of FEMA and the federal government. "That one is so blatantly obvious that I think people’s rhetorical radar is going to go off," Houck says.

On the other hand, Houck says, "If FEMA can come in and really do a great job, maybe that 'federal family' thing would stick with the people on the ground."

FEMA did not respond to a request for comment Wednesday.

Palm Beach Post researcher Niels Heimeriks contributed to this story. Thanks to John Vennari at Catholic Family News for passing it along.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Farewell, Jack Layton

Agent 2 wonders when Walt is going to say something "splenderiferous" about Jack Layton. Mr. Layton, sometimes known as "Taliban Jack" or (more recently) "Bon Jack", was the leader of Canada's pinkish New Democractic Party. He led the NDP to its best-ever showing in the May federal elections, thus becoming Leader of Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition. He passed away on Sunday after a terrible and very public battle with cancer.

Jack Layton was one of those rare politicians who seemed always to have plenty of convictions (meaning "beliefs" or "principles") and the courage to stand by them, rather than changing with the fashion of the times. In this he was the opposite of the (perhaps mythical) Irish senator who said, "Those are the principles on which I stand. If yez don't like them, I've got others."

Layton was also extremely well-liked, not just within his own party but by those, including Walt, who would have had little or nothing to do with his "social democractic" principles. Thus his "orange crush" sweep of Québec in May was more a vote for "Bon Jack" than for the NDP candidates or the platform on which they ran.

Some pundits have been quick to suggest that Layton's death will do no permanent damage to the cause of the left, or "progressivism", in Canadian politics. Why? Because the undoubted respect people had for Layton must translate to respect for the principles he espoused. Walt says not.

Nor is it good logic to say that one must respect a man because of his principles and his unswerving belief in them. If that were true, one would have to respect the likes of such extremely principled men as Mao, Stalin, Hitler, or Mussolini.

So... Walt bids ave atque vale to Jack Layton. He'll be missed by all Canadians. Not so his principles.

Jeffrey Simpson, writing in the Globe and Mail, has a good analysis of the likely impact of Jack Layton's death: "NDP’s future is unclear without Layton". He concludes with these words: "As Ted once said of his brother Robert F. Kennedy, so it might be said of Mr. Layton – that he saw wrong and tried to right it, and saw injustice and tried to heal it."

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Why Berthier-Maskinongé voted for Ruth-Ellen

A reader writes from Québec -- he reads the French version of this blog, no doubt -- to ask Walt to explain the results of the recent Canadian federal election.

In particular, our reader wants to know how it came about that le Nouveau Parti Démocratique, which has never held more than a single seat in la Belle Province, suddenly captured 58 of the 70 available. In even more particular, he wants to know whatever possessed the voters of the riding of Berthier-Maskinongé to elect Ruth-Ellen Brosseau.

Mme Brosseau may well be the hottest-ever MP. See pic. However she speaks only a little French, which one would think a handicap in a riding which is 98% francophone. But then Mme Brosseau could be forgiven for not knowing that, since she never set foot in the riding until yesterday, a week after the election. No, not even during the campaign. She spent most of the campaign on vacation in Las Vegas. How could the nice people of Berthier-Maskinongé have voted her in?

The answer to this poser may be found in Dilbert and the Way of the Weasel. There, the brilliant political analyst, Scott Adams, writes: Most voters are ignoramuses who get all of their opinions from paid TV ads.

If you doubt this thesis, look at the "ordinary people" shopping with you at the supermarket. (If you buy groceries at WalMart, don't stare too long or you'll damage your cerebral cortex.) You will observe that many of these "ordinary people" fill up their carts with nationally advertised brands of junk food. This in spite of the availability of equivalent house or no-name brands, usually on the very same shelf.

The generic potato chips or whatever are, as often as not, made by the very same company that produces the branded junk. And the generic junk is cheaper! Yet people buy Krapped foods (thanks to Adams for that one) rather than the no-name product. Why? Because "we seen it on TV!"

Still in doubt? Many malls now have "As Seen on TV" stores! People flock into these stores and flock off with shamwows and slap-chops which are the epitome of over-priced, useless crapola. Why? Because "we seen it on TV!" And here's the thing. Those shoppers are allowed to vote!

So, to win the votes of the "ordinary people", the parties praise (or vilify) the candidates, especially the party leaders, until people vote for (or against) them. The good bourgeois of Berthier-Maskinongé didn't vote for Mme Brosseau. They voted NDP/NPD because its leader, Smilin' Jack Layton, came over on TV as "the kind of guy you'd most want to have a beer with. We seen him on TV!"

Let's give the last words to Scott Adams.

My favorite thing that politicians say is "The voters aren't dumb." This is something that voters generally believe because they are dumb. I realize this sounds harsh. But if I'm wrong, and it's true that the voters are smart, despite allevidence to the contrary, it raises some troubling questions.

  • How uninformed must a voter be before it's okay to call him dumb?


  • If all the voters have roughly the same goals and the same information, but half of the voters vote one way and half vote the other way, doesn't that mean half of them are dumb?


  • How can we tell which half is the dumb half?


  • To which Walt would add this reminder. To win an election, you need only 50% + 1.

    Thursday, December 16, 2010

    Robert A. Hall: "I'm tired"

    The following piece was forwarded to me by an agent of an agent (!) with the comment: This should be required reading for every man, woman and child in the UK, USA, Canada, Australia, South Africa and New Zealand.

    "I'm 63 and I'm Tired" - By Robert A. Hall, a Vietnam veteran.

    I'm 63. Except for one semester in college when jobs were scarce and a six-month period when I was between jobs, but job-hunting every day, I've worked, hard, since I was 18. Despite some health challenges, I still put in 50-hour weeks, and haven't called in sick in seven or eight years. I make a good salary, but I didn't inherit my job or my income, and I worked to get where I am. Given the economy, there's no retirement in sight, and I'm tired. Very tired.

    I'm tired of being told that I have to "spread the wealth" to people who don't have my work ethic. I'm tired of being told the government will take the money I earned, by force if necessary, and give it to people too lazy to earn it.

    I'm tired of being told that Islam is a "Religion of Peace," when every day I can read dozens of stories of Muslim men killing their sisters, wives and daughters for their family "honor"; of Muslims rioting over some slight offense; of Muslims murdering Christian and Jews because they aren't "believers"; of Muslims burning schools for girls; of Muslims stoning teenage rape victims to death for "adultery"; of Muslims mutilating the genitals of little girls; all in the name of Allah, because the Qur'an and Shari’a law tells them to.

    I'm tired of being told that out of "tolerance for other cultures" we must let Saudi Arabia use our oil money to fund mosques and mandrassa Islamic schools to preach hate in America and Canada , while no American nor Canadian group is allowed to fund a church, synagogue or religious school in Saudi Arabia to teach love and tolerance.

    I'm tired of being told I must lower my living standard to fight global warming, which no one is allowed to debate.

    I'm tired of being told that drug addicts have a disease, and I must help support and treat them, and pay for the damage they do. Did a giant germ rush out of a dark alley, grab them, and stuff white powder up their noses while they tried to fight it off?

    I'm tired of hearing wealthy athletes, entertainers and politicians of both parties talking about innocent mistakes, stupid mistakes or youthful mistakes, when we all know they think their only mistake was getting caught. I'm tired of people with a sense of entitlement, rich or poor.

    I'm real tired of people who don't take responsibility for their lives and actions. I'm tired of hearing them blame the government, or discrimination or big-whatever for their problems.

    Yes, I'm damn tired. But I'm also glad to be 63. Because, mostly, I'm not going to have to see the world these people are making. I'm just sorry for my children and grandchildren.

    There's a lot of this thing circulating on the Internet, so I thought I'd check it out with Snopes. They say it is correctly attributed. Robert A. Hall is a former Massachusetts state senator and USMC Vietnam veteran. He blogs as "The Old Jarhead", in which "I'm tired" appeared on 19 February 2009.

    Tuesday, August 31, 2010

    500

    This is Walt's 500th post. That's an average of pretty close to 36 per month in the 14 months we've been "live". [Or you could say "undead". ed.]

    To celebrate this anniversary, Agent 46 has sent along a transcript of a little conversation in the surgery of a large metropolitan hospital. Five surgeons are talking...

    The first says, "I like to see accountants on my operating table, because when you open them up, everything inside is numbered. "

    The second responds, "Yeah, but you should try electricians. Everything inside of them is colour coded."

    The third weighs in with, "No, I really think librarians are the best, because everything inside of them is in alphabetical order."

    The fourth chimes in, "You know, I like construction workers. Those guys always understand when you have a few parts left over."

    But the fifth shuts them all up when he observes, "You're all wrong. Politicians are the easiest to operate on. There's no guts, no heart, no balls, no brains, and no spine -- and the
    head and the ass are interchangeable!"