Monthly Archives: June 2021

Biden, Borders, Blowhards…and Britney

FREE BRITNEY!  Something we can all embrace.  Always digged that chick.

Just had to get that off my chest.

Remember that old music video when she rocked that schoolgirl uniform, and…oh wait…that rap is for my other blog…Perverted Fifty-Somethings.

Moving along…here’s the 947 things that pissed me off last week.   JUST KIDDING!  Only four…

Bumbling Biden’s incoherence and pathetic weakness at the recent G-7 summit was a cringeworthy embarrassment for the country.  His handlers did somersaults making sure President Dementia didn’t have to occupy the same stage as Putin in a joint press conference.

Leader of the free world, my ass.  This comatose geriatric couldn’t friggin’ run Paco’s Taco’s food truck.

Barely a mention of China, the world’s biggest threat, and they all got big raging woodies (or female equivalent) championing a 15% GLOBAL MINIMUM TAX for corporations.  Hmmm…Open borders and handing over taxing authority to a bunch of Commie Globalists.

This sick Leftist fetish of defecating on every aspect of our sovereignty makes me want to heave up my Corn Flakes.  And I don’t even eat corn flakes. Continue reading

Fake Narrative Failures

How obvious is it that I’m absolutely obsessed and outraged about fake media narratives?

Exposing them is as much a staple of this blog as Michael Moore fat jokes.  

Speaking of which…Michael Moore is so fat, when he puts on a yellow raincoat, people shout out “taxi!”  And he’s so fat, he has to use a boomerang to put on his belt.

Never gets old.

Anyway, back to fake media narratives…

Of course, it’s the Orange Devil that’s the recipient of most…even today.

One very weird dynamic of this is that folks on the Left, or the Never Trumpers on the Right…will generally not even acknowledge when 99% of these narratives go SPLAT!…like a water balloon dropped from a 12th story window by some Eddie Haskell-like delinquent. Continue reading

Journalistic Shackles

And now for something completely different…

THAT phrase, of course, from the old Monty Python guys…yet another ancient reference from someone equally ancient.

So, never really talked about this before, but in addition to writing this sometimes offensive, often provocative, always brilliant blog…haha…I am part of a group of local folks that write a couple of short, 100 word weekly opinion pieces for our beloved hometown liberal rag, The Orlando Sentinel.  Hence the name “Central Florida 100.”

Locals call it “The Slantinel.”  Quite accurately, I might add.

They describe us writers as “influential leaders in the community.”

OK, you’ve made your point, you can stop laughing now.  Clearly, I am neither influential, nor a leader.  An obnoxious follower would be more like it. Continue reading