No free lunch

We can always count on John Stossel to put things in perspective. And you can always count on me to point out the rampant imbecilities that run amok these days among spoiled, clueless Americans.

In this video Stossel showcases Americans who think that loans do not need to be repaid, but those loans — especially government-guaranteed tuition loans — often are paid by blue-collar workers who have no choice in the matter.

I have been a blue-collar worker. I enjoyed it. I might still be one had I not been stymied by unions. I left the newspaper game in the early 1980s. I went to a trade school and studied electrical construction technology. I have an Associate Degree in that.

I worked for a while in commercial construction, helping build a massive Schwegmann’s supermarket in Metairie, Louisiana.

But I was less interested in commercial construction than in residential work, an area mostly controlled by the electricians’ union in New Orleans. In order to reduce competition, the union blocked new membership to anyone over 25 years old. I was in my early 30s at the time. I am not a fan of unions. I returned to newspapering.

Blue-collar workers should not be forced to finance university degrees for others, especially these days when universities are leftist indoctrination centers, and students build massive debt to get silly degrees.

This works.
This doesn’t.

Mind Control

Let’s move on to another subject. Let’s look at face masks. Here we have two examples. The one on the left is virus control. The one on the right is mind control.

Do what we say!

I wear neither voluntarily. I don’t need the one on the left, but I sport the one on the right when I have to enter a store that requires it, as many hereabouts still do.

In my town, I am constantly surprised and disappointed at the YUGE percentage of the population that wears masks, especially where it simply makes no sense whatsoever, such as driving alone in a car or walking alone in the open air down a sidewalk. The people who do those things have lost their ability to think rationally.

They have lost their minds.


(Note: I ate my first raw oyster in a Schwegmann’s supermarket bar. Yes, Schwegmann’s stores often included bars. It was a sweltering summer afternoon, and I was sitting solo on a barstool at the Schwegmann’s on Airline Highway in Metairie. After more than a few cold Dixie beers, I ordered a dozen raw oysters out of curiosity. I was hooked.)

Buttcrack baby

(Viewer discretion advised. Video includes appalling moments.)


As has been mentioned here previously, my child bride has turned to other activities over the past year due to the Kung Flu hysteria, temporarily halting her sidewalk pastry sales. She has turned to crochet.

Up to now, she has created elephants, Rotweillers, unicorns, lions, camels and so on, but now she’s tackled the human form. Some of you might want to avert your eyes from the video. You’ve been warned.

The dress is separate and removable as are the sandals and panties.

The child in question is named Matilda. She is a white girl, which means she was born with privilege, giving her a pass through an easy, blessed life. Next on the crochet list, however, will be a chocolate child who will, of course, be oppressed.

I am not making this up. Stay tuned.

Running the gauntlet

You can never be too safe!

Last week I posted a piece on the Kung Flu hysteria. Just yesterday I happened upon what might be the most over-the-top hysterical reaction to the pandemic anywhere in Mexico. Or maybe the entire world. First off, a little background:

We know the YUGE political element to the Kung Flu, especially above the border where leftists want everyone to hide at home and shut all businesses and schools, effectively bringing civilization to a halt. Think California and New York.

Conservatives are more clear-headed and embrace personal choice and freedom when confronted with health issues. Think Texas, Florida and South Dakota.

Back to Mexico now.

Be safe!

Most Gringos who relocate below the Rio Bravo are leftists. It must be their inner hippie that causes them to settle down here. Conservatives tend to stay closer to home. I am an exception. Maybe not because I was a Democrat voter 21 years ago when I pulled up stakes in Texas to flee south.

San Miguel de Allende, which is crammed to the roof tiles with Gringos, most of whom are Democrat Socialists, has been transformed by the YUGE presence of foreigners. Now look at the top photo. To enter downtown San Miguel, you must pass through that archway which sprays your entire body with antiseptic liquid.

I cannot stop laughing at this lunacy.

I discovered this on a video published by Tangerine Travels.

Hysteria drones on

When the Kung Flu pandemic started early last year, the government told us Mexicans to close our businesses, wear masks and stay home, following the lead of the U.S. news media, or mis-leadia as one wag calls them. The closure orders were enforced haphazardly, Mexicans being what we are.

Now, over a year into it, according to a government website that covers the plague in exquisite detail, the pandemic is winding down, but here is what I still see on the street: Most people wear masks, although many are dangling below their chins. I do not wear a mask except where it’s necessary to enter a store. I think masks do next to nothing.

It’s become pure theater.

If you collect numbers on any disease, or any way people die, on a national or global scale, those numbers will be sky-high. It will look scary. Thousands dead! Head for the hills! But let’s look at the numbers just from my mountaintop pueblo of about 98,000 people.

Up to this week, the percentage of our town’s residents who have sickened in any way from the Kung Flu is 1.54%. That’s it, ladies and gentlemen. After over a year of going bonkers, closing businesses, hiding in our homes, and so on. Well, you might say, that is exactly why the numbers are so low. Maybe. I doubt it.

The death toll from the plague, which I think is inflated almost everywhere, in our town is 136, which is 0.14 percent of the population, a stunningly low number.

I sit on the downtown plaza and watch the masked zombies pass by. Most of those with toddlers, and even larger kiddies, have them masked up. For a toddler, a year is a fat chunk of his life, so he thinks this is normal, not knowing that Mom and Dad are nutcases because the number of children who’ve sickened from the Kung Flu is mostly zero.

And then there is the fact that people’s reaction to the pandemic is fairly well split along political lines. Since when did viruses join a party?