White House Van Helsing

Many people voted for Geriatric Joe for no other reason than they were tired of the uproar, the wailing, of the last four years. Plenty of voters, primarily the utterly clueless, just wanted things to settle down and return to “normal.”

And the last four years have indeed been a tumult. Here is why:

The American Elite in the forms of the Deep State, the “news” media, Big Tech, Hollywood, Big “Education” and the rest of their smug, blood-sucking sidekicks were fat and happy before Donald Trump sailed down that escalator in the Trump Tower with the European babe at his side to announce his presidential candidacy in 2015.

To a degree, Trump is also a member of the American Elite. This is due mostly to his money, but he is also a common-sense guy who cares about America, and he clearly saw how the nation was careening off-course, away from its founding principles.

The Elites never expected Trump to win. They thought he was a joke, that they had things firmly in hand, as always, and Hillary would keep them on course. But he did win, and I have a scenario for what followed. Think Bram Stoker.

The Elites are blood-suckers, vampires. Dracula, collectively.

Trump is Dracula’s nemesis, Professor Van Helsing. And he has spent four years pounding a stake into the Count’s heart. You’ve seen the movie. As the stake is driven into Dracula’s breast, he screams and writhes. That is the movie version. In real life, Dracula has been screaming and writhing for four years nonstop.

Enough people grew weary of the tumult to inspire them to vote against Trump, thinking that he was the problem when actually he was the solution.

With the assist of voters, Dracula smote Van Helsing aside, and is stepping out of the coffin. It’s not the positive finale of the book or movies. It’s the grim finale of real life.

Things will settle down, but don’t think that’s a good thing.

Dracula has bounded out of the crypt, full of himself, meaner than ever, and seeking revenge. Blood will flow. It gives him power. Protect your neck.

Oiling the shelves

Nice, oiled shelves, good for another couple of months of neglect.

Home ownership brings chores you don’t face as a renter, and I did one of those chores this morning because it was long overdue. I oiled the wooden shelves on the downstairs veranda. I use Three-in-One or, as it’s called here, Tres-en-Uno.

Before tackling that chore, I completed another, which was sweeping the roof of the kitchen/dining room. Years passed in which I almost never swept up there, and quite an evil garden grew. I ignored the chore because there was no easy way to get up there, but now there is a steel stairwell, installed about three years ago.

I sweep the roof of the kitchen/dining room every month now. I get reminded by an internet calendar. I am a big (Yuge!) fan of internet calendars, and don’t know how I lived without them for most of my life. I must have forgotten many things. My current calendars are, I am ashamed to say, Google’s, but also Outlook’s and Zoho’s.

A righteous person avoids all things Google. But I am flawed.

If you tend to overlook things, especially important things, internet calendars will save your butt. Unfortunately, Google makes a very good one.

I mentioned a week or so ago that I’m going to remove the last stand of banana trees and cement over the area where it now sits, so it won’t resurrect. Earlier this week, I called one of my guys, the best one, but he’s working on another project, so I’ll wait.

I also mentioned recently our transition from music CDs to a Bluetooth speaker. No matter how old you get, life changes, hopefully for the better. I subscribed to Deezer for my tunes, and discovered lots of new music. As I write this on the PC, I’m listening to Esperanza Spalding singing, I Know You Know. I had never even heard of Esperanza before.

She sports an impressive ‘fro.

We’ll be dining on roasted chicken at El Lonch nearby this afternoon. The best roasted chicken around, plus cole slaw, rice, salsa of two shades and tortillas made by Granny on a comal over an open fire just behind our table. And a laminated roof over our heads.

I anticipate the rest of the day will play out favorably.

Trump got canceled

We’re all familiar, or should be, with the ugly phenomenon of Cancel Culture. It was hatched years ago by the Democrat Socialist Party — formerly known simply as the Democrat Party — to have people who voice blasphemous opinions “canceled” in some way. Usually, this means you get fired from your job.

You might get canceled in other ways too. Social ostracism is popular. In some situations, you can have the bejezus beaten out of you. Antifa, the Black Shirt arm of the Democrat Socialist Party, is enamored of that approach.

Cancel Culture has been very successful in gagging conservatives, most of whom were not particularly courageous in the first place. Now, even less. Cancel Culture, by other names, was popular in Stalin’s Soviet Union and in Mao’s Communist China, and it remains popular in Communist Cuba today. I have visited Cuba. It’s a nasty place.

The Democrat Socialists have been trying to cancel President Trump since he won the presidency, even before he was sworn in. Every attempt failed as Trump always responded with raspberries and the extended finger, figuratively speaking, of course.

They called him a bully for this. Him. Yeah, sure. He’s the bully.

Trump is no coward, fights back, and that drove the Democrat Socialists into wild fits of rage because they are accustomed to winning, and winning with ease. The Russian collusion hoax failed. The impeachment (for what exactly?) failed. They just could not knock him over, and these people are accustomed to success.

Then came the election, their last hope. They rigged it.

And they landed him at last. Their biggest fish.

Adiós, Mr. President

The racist president meets with supporters in the Oval Office.

Donald Trump was not my first choice during the Republican primaries in 2016. Ted Cruz was, and I still think Cruz would make a superlative president. Maybe in 2024. My fingers are crossed. He’s as pugilistic as Trump.

But I quickly came to love and admire Trump after he took office. I believe him to be one of the best presidents in U.S. history, especially if you consider the challenging times in which we now live. In my mind, Trump is tied with Abraham Lincoln.

The accomplishments of the Trump Administration are legion. I’m not going to write a long list here. However, if you’re interested, just do an internet search. But below is a short list of my favorites. Before I do that, however, I will point you to an article in The American Mind, a publication of the Claremont Institute.

They cite what they consider his greatest achievement, that he exposed the corruption of the American ruling class. And he surely did, which explains the ongoing venom he faced throughout his four years in office from the “powers that be,” the powers that, seeing their last chance to avoid another four years, blatantly blocked his reelection.

Here are just a few of my favorite Trump accomplishments:

  1. Thriving economy.
  2. Trade deal that replaced NAFTA.
  3. Departing the ill-conceived Paris Climate Accords.
  4. Low jobless rate, for blacks the lowest in half a century.
  5. Tax cuts, both for individuals and businesses. Yes, spending cuts were needed too.
  6. Slashing regulations. Hard to overstate the importance of this one.
  7. Increased border security.
  8. Increased military spending.
  9. Embrace of Israel, the only Mideast nation where women walk free.
  10. Putting China in its place.
  11. Mideast peace agreements.
  12. Not one new foreign war.
  13. American energy independence.
  14. End of ISIS.
  15. Not so much an accomplishment as recognition of accomplishments were the five Nobel Peace Prize nominations. Five, count ’em.

If you’re a Democrat Socialist you’re unaware of these things because your “news sources” never mentioned them.

President Trump is one of a kind, in a very good way. America will be far worse off without him at the helm, punching the politically correct in the nose every darn day.