In my best Jerry Seinfeld voice…”What’s the deal with THESE women?”

The “Squad.”  Who else.  

Let’s come up with a NEW name for those wackos.  I have a few interesting suggestions…but the children need to leave the room first.

Anyway…riddle me this…

Would you welcome, with open arms, a potential visitor to your house that is openly hostile toward you…in fact, wants to destroy you…and would gleefully piss in your cornflakes the second they cross the threshold?

Of course you wouldn’t.  

And neither would Israel.  Ya know…Israel?  Probably our most strategically important ally on the planet?

Yeah.  THAT Israel. Continue reading →

Did you know…

…that this is my 150th blog post?  Three years and running.  Now, before you start asking yourself “Why should I give a shit?”…consider the significance of that very interesting number…

For instance…

It takes three 150 pound humans to equal one Michael Moore.

If you take 150 and divide by two, you get Maxine Waters’ IQ.

I could go on…but mercifully, I won’t.

Onward and upward…

THE TOLERANT LEFT STRIKES AGAIN!!!

Nope…not ANOTHER poor schlub getting the bejeezus beaten out of him…or maybe a steamy plate of curly cheese fries dumped on his head at some greasy spoon by a psychotic, violence-prone Lefty for the unforgivable crime against humanity of sporting a red MAGA hat.

Good guess, though. Continue reading →

I am so f*cking sick and tired of people calling Donald Trump a racist.

OK, so I have a penchant for bluntness if you haven’t noticed.

But I completely understand.  It’s just one of the many sharp instruments in the Destroy Trump Toolbox that the pathetic Leftists desperately rifle through like a kindergartener furiously searching for magenta in the crayon box.

I mean, go all the way back the 2016 campaign.  First, it was the parade of women the #MeToo Mongers hunted down and dragged out to swear on a stack of hotel bibles that The Donald might have brushed up against their left boob 25 years ago at a party.

Or was it the right one in an elevator?

Eh, who can even remember?

Strike One! Continue reading →