With God As My Witness, I Will Never Vote For Donald Trump
My, my, what a dramatic, impassioned pronouncement from Mr. Rick Wilson. Let me say, “Rick”, that, with the same deity looking on, I will never vote for Marco (“gang of 8”) Rubio. If you want a colossal phony, Rick, that’s OK with me, but if you think Rubio’s election will make a dime’s worth of difference to the future of this nation, you will be sadly disappointed.
Donald Trump, is arguably no better, or even worse.
I have a feeling, though Rick, that you won’t vote for Ted Cruz either, however, devout you may be. But, in my view, with the Lord looking on, the only realistic choice, and even that may be too late, is Ted Cruz.
Sandoval out but how dumb is Orrin?
The Washington Times, reporting that Governor Brian Sandoval of Nevada has withdrawn his name from consideration as an Obama nominee for the Supreme Court to replace the late Justice Antonin Scalia, also noted the following:
“White House press secretary Josh Earnest wouldn’t comment on Mr. Sandoval’s withdrawal. Nor would he confirm reports that Mr. Obama promised Sen. Orrin G. Hatch, Utah Republican and a member of the Judiciary Committee, that the eventual nominee will be “very moderate.”
Maybe Orrin oughtta check with Bart Stupak. (Bart, for many conservatives has become part of the lexicon as one of many, many people, including Democrats like former congressman Stupak who accepted a promise by Barack Obama: “Stupak’d”- as in “lied to or betrayed by President Obama”; ie. “If you like your doctor, you can keep your doctor”, or “Sure, I’ll promise that by executive order, there’ll be no funds for abortion in the Affordable Care Act”)
This is BIG!
Justice Scalia spent his last hours with members of this secretive society of elite hunters
WOW! WASHINGTON POST REPORTERS,AMY BRITTAIN AND SARI HOROWITZ HAVE UNCOVERED A POTENTIAL SCANDAL THAT SHOULD BLOW THE LID OFF OF ANY ATTEMPT IN THE FUTURE TO CHARACTERIZE THE LATE SUPREME COURT JUSTICE, ANTONIN SCALIA AS ANY THING MORE THAN AN EVIL LITTLE MAN.
Amy’s and Sari’s “scoop” may be even bigger than Watergate and has the potential to enshrine these two fearless journalists in the “Investigative Reporters Hall Of Fame” alongside Woodward and Bernstein!
Brittain and Horowitz have learned that Justice Scalia spent his last hours in the company of rich guys who wear green robes, “emblazoned” with a big cross and, in “secret enclaves” pay homage to the mysterious”St. Hubertus” and are alleged to “Honor God by Honoring his creatures.”
If one has the courage, you are urged to read these two reporters’ full account of this important story. Caution though! DO NOT READ IT ALONE! Excerpt:
When Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia died 11 days ago at a West Texas ranch, he was among high-ranking members of an exclusive fraternity for hunters called the International Order of St. Hubertus, an Austrian society that dates back to the 1600s.
After Scalia’s death Feb. 13, the names of the 35 other guests at the remote resort, along with details about Scalia’s connection to the hunters, have remained largely unknown. A review of public records shows that some of the men who were with Scalia at the ranch are connected through the International Order of St. Hubertus, whose members gathered at least once before at the same ranch for a celebratory weekend.
Members of the worldwide, male-only society wear dark-green robesemblazoned with a large cross and the motto “Deum Diligite Animalia Diligentes,” which means “Honoring God by honoring His creatures,” according to the group’s website.
St. Hubertus – they are so secretive they have a web site. And to think the Kennedy’s were members of the Knights of Columbus. Do not get us started on “the Masons,” Shriner costumes and their secret handshakes.
Well if Ibrahim al Qosi had only known!
Kerry on Gitmo Detainee Who Returned to Terrorism: ‘He’s Not Supposed to Be Doing That”
Oh come on, there’s no real person going around calling him-, her-, or it-self “John Kerry”! Is there?
Some Hollywood film “grip” rummaged around in a prop closet one day years ago and came across this funny looking, dust covered almost human-likeness dummy back in a corner.
It so happened that there were some Democratic Party bigwigs visiting their multi-millionaire buddies in the film-making business and they happened upon the grip just as he exited the prop closet preparing to throw the odd looking dummy in a trash barrel.
“Whoa”, said one of the Democrat “wigs”. “Can that be made to talk?”
The grip replied that “it is one of the early models of talking dummies that had been developed for use in some movie scenes.
“Unfortunately, everything that this dummy says is so incredibly stupid, movie directors weren’t able to use it even in some of the worst slapstick comedies”.
The Democratic Party people looked at each other and, finally, one said, “How much you take for that dummy?”
Another whispered to a colleague, “this looks like it would be perfect for the party to promote as a war hero, maybe so crushed by the reality of the unjust war Republicans got the country in that he appears to be clownish by some but who is really very profound in his positions on Vietnam.”
“What do you think?”
Another says, “I think we’re on to something here. I think we can make this dummy into a US Senator. Maybe even a presidential candidate…or maybe some day even a Secretary of State”.
One of the bigwigs, however, cautioned:” Look, the ‘Joe B’ dummy we got says a lot of stupid stuff, but it sounds almost eloquent compared to this dummy.”
“So what?”, one replied. “The American people have grown to overlook the stupidity of the Joe B. dummy…even come to like the thing. They elected it a Senator. Some day, I think he’ll be a Vice President.”
That drew some guffaws from the Hollywood hosts.
“No. Really, I think we’re on to something here. Look at the progress we’ve made in dumbing down the electorate. Some day they’ll even elect an America-hating socialist-wouldbe communist.”
“Oh come now. You’re getting carried away with this. So, how much you want for this silly looking thing?”
The rest is, sadly, history.
DLH
