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It's that wonderful time of year when the shops are bustling with Xmas shoppers pouring out their hard earned coin or laying it away on credit cards to buy gifts for loved ones, office workers, teachers, lawn care specialists and scores of other people in their lives. Personally, I love the hyper commerce of the holiday season and understand it to be an essential aspect of our consumer society. The eternal return aspect of everything that is Christmas frames the mind and brings back a torrent of memories from the festive past. The hard fact is that human beings love to shop - even communists because no matter how hard they try the Marxist can not rid themselves of the false-consciousness of consciousness. So when you're out and about, strolling the isles and perusing the display items looking for the perfect gift be on guard at all times because a terrorist might well be lurking right behind you. They might seem innocent but if you're aware of your surroundings and certain tells you can spot them without much trouble. One dead give away is the propaganda these terrorists proudly display on their persons thinking, I suppose, that no one will notice or take corrective action to avoid them (i.e. run like hell). But if you're in the know - for instance, if you read this blog - then you'll be aware that many mass killers are Bernie Bros. and they might snap at any moment. There is James Hodgkinson and his baseball practice rampage and Stephen Paddock who shot up Paradise, NV and now, the latest freak (thwarted, thank God), Everitt Jameson planned a mass killing at San Francisco's Pier 39 tourist trap - that is just a partial list but it should put everyone on notice. Beware of Socialist shopping for gifts because they might be planning to kill you.
She was "sexy", but "too much hard work." I'm a regular Fox & Friends viewer (mostly in protest of the other insipid morning programs like Today and Good Morning America) so over the years I've gotten to know Gretchen Carlson pretty well. Stuck between Steve and Brian she always seemed a prudish scold with an irritating, self-righteous demeanor that I simply put up with because I figured some people in the Fox audience actually liked her persona. It was obvious that Steve and Brian did not, but they were stuck with her like so many talking heads and had to make the best of it - which they did. Besides, she was no worse than any of the other women on morning show TV - I mean, you're only going to find a certain kind of person to do this kind of work and that kind of person is the Gretchen Carlson kind. Then, one day, she was gone and replaced by Elisabeth Hasselbeck and the F&F ratings began to climb, and climb and climb - in two months view
I came into this wicked world in the early 1960's and as a result I have born witness to America's 50 Years of Failure which includes the modern age of mass shootings by psychotic men who "go off" on a given day, for no reason at all (except "guns"), and kill scads of innocent bystanders. Back in August of 2019 a KOTCB blog post titled " Reciprocity City " explored a young gunman named Patrick Crusius who drove 9 hours through the west Texas flatlands to shoot up El Paso, TX The KOTCB has commented on many of these shootings, bombings and knifings over the years - The roots of the Boston Marathon Bombing , the Emanuel AME Church shooting , Syed Rizvan Farook and his bride Tashfeen Malik , Ft. Lauderdale Airport shooting , Nick Cruz lovesick Parkland shooting , the Iranian, PETA activist, Vegan Bodybuilder, YouTuber's attack on Google and now this very oddly timed and placed "lone wolf" attack on Walmart shoppers. This list
Well my telephone was ringing, and they told me it was chairman Mao. You got to tell him anything 'cause I just don't want to talk to him now. According to the brilliant troubadour Lowell George the Apolitical Blues are " the meanest blues of all" and who am I to disagree with this soul man now after all these years of living by his maxim. I first heard the song bursting from the 1972 vinyl of Little Feat's Alt-Rock-Country masterpiece "Sailin' Shoes" in the second story bedroom of my friend John's older brother Edie who, being about 3 years our senior, was instructing us on the importance of good music. This was circa 1975 and a formative time for my musical taste and overall aesthetic which, for better or worse, infuses every aspect of my existence including the KOTCB blog so a debt is owed this unforgettable "older brother" now that he has shuffled off this mortal coil and left us with smoky memories. A born rebel with the heart o