Felipe’s election prediction

I tend to be a pessimist. Here’s what I think stands a good chance of happening in the presidential election. Bottom line, the Democrats will steal it.

Biden cannot possibly win a clean vote. Trump holds enthusiastic rallies attended by tens of thousands. Biden holds rallies attended by, well, tens on a good day. There is no enthusiasm for Biden at all. He’s a worn-out pol, a stand-in for the radical Round-Heels Harris.

The Democrat Socialist Party has been trying to push Trump out of office since the day he was inaugurated. Nothing has worked, and here we are at the end game.

Leftists are crafty, unprincipled people and smart. Conservatives are smart too, but we are not crafty, and we have principles. In many ways, we are complete nincompoops. Leftists have us calling them “liberals” and “progressives,” when they are neither. They have us saying “Google something” instead of “do an internet search.” Google is a major-league leftist gang, as you know. And even you say “Google it,” don’t you?

Words matter.

Another example of the naïve nincompoopery of conservatives is the large number of corporations who’ve donated to the radical Marxist outfit BLM. Leftists lead clueless, wide-eyed conservatives around on dog leashes.

All this mail-in vote nonsense was initiated by leftists because they know it’s open to manipulation. As for those polls that show Biden ahead or, lately, neck and neck, most of the polls are run by leftists, and those false results will justify Biden’s “victory.” The polls are just as partisan as the modern mainstream media.

Think back to the last four years of hysteria and lies. You think that now, facing their last opportunity, the Democrat Socialist Party is going to roll over and accept honest election results? There is historic skullduggery just around the bend.

I could be mistaken. I pray so.

Blindsided us in 2016! Not today, Bub!

Bolsheviks at BigTech

THE CONSERVATIVE YouTube channel of PragerU is taking the video-hosting service to court over its blatant, left-wing, shameless censorship. Let us pray for the success of that legal action and that it’s extended to Facebook, Twitter and their unsavory ilk.

As PragerU’s attorney says in the video, this is of vital importance to the survival of the Republic. Meanwhile, a whistle-blower at Google reveals the astounding degree to which that company goes to influence elections and mold American culture.

While hysterical Democrats have writhed on the floor since Trump’s election in 2016 over nonexistent “Russian collusion,” actual election meddling continues at BigTech on a daily basis. Sensible Democrats might consider switching parties as I did in 2008.

You’ll like it over here. The air is fresher. And bluebirds sing.

Alas, the Bolsheviks also control Hollywood and the American educational system. The significance of this is difficult to overestimate.

Google tofu boy calls 911

I’M A DEVOTED FOE of Google even though it’s hard to avoid online. I have a Gmail address which long was my primary, but I don’t use it anymore though I still have a Google account. It’s very difficult not to have a Google account.

If you don’t have a Google account, you’re cutting off your nose to spite your face. Alas, Google owns YouTube, one of the most interesting, fun and informative corners of the World Wide Web. I love YouTube. If anything has ever been filmed, it’s likely on YouTube.

I never say I’m Googling anything. I do “online searches,” and I use the oddly named DuckDuckGo search engine. It’s very good and not sneaky.

The folks who run Google are the sort of people who are ruining Western Civilization. The same kind of people run Facebook and Twitter, and since one can easily live without those two, I do not have accounts with them anymore. I don’t want to be an enabler.

Enjoy the video even though it’s on Google’s YouTube. Sigh.

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As I write this late Wednesday afternoon, it’s dark overhead and there are lightning flashes. This should not be happening in March which is the middle of the dry season on the mountaintop. Must be that global warming we hear about, eh?

Does global warming cause unseasonable rain? Lord knows. Ask Al Gore.

Why didn’t it storm yesterday, the last and most riotous day of Carnival in my hardscrabble neighborhood? Maybe it would have canceled the ear-splitting concert we endured last night till 3 a.m. Even my earplugs did not fully suppress the godawful racket.

Living in Mexico is not always a sack of tacos.

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(You may notice that I’ve reverted to a previous look for The Moon. And back are the wise quotes down the right-side column plus links to all manner of fascinating stuff. The same material was available in the last “look,” but it was hidden behind a Menu button. Who bothers to mess with that? Darn few. That’s who.)

Happiness returns

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The sun is shining. The frog is happy.

IT’S BEEN MIGHTY miserable hereabouts the last few days. No sun, plenty cold, no gasoline. But this day dawned better.

The sun is out and bright. Air is cool, not cold. Gasoline remains hard to find, but it’s an imperfect world in which we reside.

Noonish, I was sitting on the yard patio. That’s its new name, nothing high-falootin’ or esoteric. The intention was to read my Kindle and relax beneath the umbrella, but I took the above photo instead.

Then I came indoors to check on the lunch I was fixing. My child bride was out in her pastry kitchen all morning working on tomorrow’s goodies to hawk on the downtown plaza.

Barbecue chicken in the crock pot, tomato soup (canned Campbell’s. I’m not particular), and a pile of little pastas to round it off.

food
Simple meal for simple people.

I spent much of the morning transitioning to a new web browser, Vivaldi, which is quite nice. I shun the big boys, especially anything related to Google. For the last couple of weeks I used Maxthon (second time), but it proved too buggy. Plus, it’s Chinese, and I prefer to dodge stuff from China and Russia. China is communist, and Russia is, well, Russian.

Google is communist too.

Another notable event in this happy day occurred when I heard the garbage truck’s bell  clanging on the back street. Usually, I just ignore it due to laziness because I normally leave garbage bags at a dumpster on my way downtown in the afternoon. But the gas crisis inspired me to get off my duff and walk down the street to the truck with a 15-peso tip.

Late afternoon will find me on the big plaza downtown with a coffee, perhaps a chocolate-chip cookie and the Kindle. A happy day.