How Goebbels did it

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Trump signs executive order Tuesday to improve policing standards.

NO, NOT TRUMP, silly. He’s not Goebbels. He’s the good guy.

The Blond Bomber took steps this week to improve the cops. He signed an excellent executive order, and here are its four main items:

  1. Certification: The Justice Department will now allocate certain funding only to law enforcement agencies that meet high standards for use-of-force and de-escalation, as credentialed by reputable independent bodies. As part of this new credentialing, chokeholds will be banned except if an officer’s life is at risk.
  2. Information sharing: The Attorney General will create a database for federal, state, and local law enforcement to track terminations, criminal convictions, and civil judgments against law enforcement officers for excessive use-of-force.
  3. Mental health: To protect both officers and our most vulnerable populations, the Administration will prioritize training for police and social workers who respond to incidents involving the mentally ill, addicted, and homeless.
  4. Legislative action: The Administration will develop and propose new legislation to Congress to build on these policies and boost community engagement.

I got this straight-forward information from the White House newsletter, which I have often recommended for honest news about the Trump Administration. For dishonest information, look to the mainstream media. Here is how the NYT/DNC and the WP/DNC reported the positive news:

First, the Washington Post piece, an exercise in sneaky journalism. The headline says:

Trump signs order on policing, but Democrats and activists say it falls short of what is needed.

You see what they did there? Were it a story about Republican dogs discovering a cure for cancer, the WP/DNC headline would say:

Dogs announce discovery, but cats say it’s no big deal.

Let’s turn to how The New York Times reported the positive news. It was a little headline halfway down their website, sneakily hidden. Clicking on the headline did not take you to the executive order, which it should. No, it took you to a list of “protest” stories, and when you scrolled down far enough, near the bottom, there was the item at last.

These are two classic examples of the fake news/slanted news you get from the corrupt Gray Old Ladies of Journalism these days. The Goebbels Playbook. It is political propaganda. Get honest reporting elsewhere. I am available for recommendations.

I imagine The Washington Post and The New York Times still provide great coverage in many areas, i.e. food, travel, high society, etc., but regarding politics, culture and related issues, they are now corrupt and wandering in the PC wilderness.

In closing, I leave you with a little humor. Chuckles are good.

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(Note: When the Democrats and “activists,” who are one and the same, say Trump’s actions don’t go far enough, they mean he did not address “systemic racism,” a leftist catch phrase that refers to something that doesn’t exist. There is no systemic racism in the United States. There is no “White Privilege” either.)

 

And the days pass

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Where the mother-in-law once ruled the roost.

WHILE WE’VE taken the Swedish approach to the Plague Year, that still leaves us at home more than before March, but less than the month or so in the middle. Free time means space and life to fill, and I’m doing that.

I’ve decided to make a cactus zone where I recently removed the profusion of mother-in-law plants. There were already some cacti amid the mess, like those tall mothers, but I’ve been adding others, smaller plants that resided in pots but now will live free.

This morning found me driving down the mountainside alone to shop in the nearby capital city. I was riding solo because Costco won’t let more than one person in the store per membership, so my child bride was left behind, which probably pleased her just fine and dandy due to the early hour.

However, just as I was jumping into the Honda at 8:45, I noticed a tire was very low on air, so I drove to a tire-repair place just up the way where the guy found not one but two nails piercing the rubber. That put me behind schedule on the shopping trip.

Just a bit, 45 minutes. Set me back just over three bucks too.

The afternoon presented opportunities to both kill time and be useful, a lovely combination. I painted a scraped area on the side of the house with Seacoast Red. I changed the water in the ceramic birdbath. Earlier, I made spaghetti topped off with bottled tomato sauce, canned tuna and a bit of sausage from San Antonio.

I responded to some people who had left comments here, which is always fun, plus it gave me another chance to sing the praises of Donald Trump. I wish we had such a fine man in the president’s chair in Mexico instead of the megalomaniac we do have.

We hung up king sheets on the clothesline because we don’t own a dryer. I checked the water in the underground cistern. The incoming water has been cut off a week — my doing — because the cistern is due its annual cleaning. It’s about half empty today. It holds 900 liters. Likely be empty in another week. Then we must ladder down and do the work ourselves. We could hire someone, but we never have.

I got a crick in my back climbing out last year, so it may be time for me to retire from underground cistern maintenance. I prefer to see myself as eternally 35.

There’s always something to do at home during the Plague Year even if you’ve embraced the carefree Swedish System. We dined in a new restaurant yesterday, not one we’ll likely return to. I think it’s where I got the second nail in the tire.

Plus, the pastrami was dry.

And the days pass.

Gimme! gimme! gimme!

YOU’LL GET A kick out of this, and you should also be disgusted.

As you likely know, the Trump Administration engineered “stimulus” payments to many Americans to soften the blow of the economic shutdowns prompted by the Kung Flu pandemic. This is to help those who lost their incomes.

batLike Social Security payments in general, the stimulus cash does not come with means-testing, so some folks get it in spite of not needing it. This is, of course, taxpayer cash, i.e. money forcibly taken from citizens every year.

There is an internet forum that caters to Gringos in my area. A topic of great interest is the stimulus money and when they will get theirs. Of course, 98 percent of the Gringos hereabouts are retired. The pandemic has not affected their incomes in the slightest. No matter. They want their money from Trump, the quicker the better.

Interestingly, 98 percent of them are also Trump loathers. I’m guessing on that percentage, but anecdotal evidence suggests that the overwhelming percentage of Americans who retire south of the border are leftists and/or geriatric hippies.

There are two of these forums that focus on our area on the same internet platform. One is run by a conservative, the other is run by a leftist. Guess which forum has almost all of the activity? I don’t even have to tell you, do I? There has been no mention of the stimulus cash on the conservative forum, but it’s a hot topic with the leftists.

They want their “free” money, and they want it now!

The American-Mexican

INTERESTINGLY, TO ME at least, I have now spent more than a third of my adult life living in Mexico, and since I’ve additionally been a Mexican citizen for most of that time, since 2005, I can refer to myself as an American-Mexican.

Just as accurately, I could call myself a Mexican-American, but that implies that I’m a Latino citizen of the United States. Many Mexican-Americans hold only one citizenship, the one above the border where they were born.

They are Gringos in brownface, often with attitude.

I, on the other hand, am the real deal.

usa-mexico-flagsWell, maybe not because I feel about as Mexican as I feel French or Chinese, which is to say not even a little bit. This will never change due to two things. One, assimilation is very difficult. Two, I’m not an assimilating kind of fellow.

But it’s been an interesting ride, so to speak, and I cannot visualize it ever changing, that I would move back above the border. I have so few ties up there. No driver’s license, no bank account, no address, few relatives, pretty much nothing.

(I suspect the lack of a U.S. bank account means I will not get that cash handout the Blond Bomber is gifting you people. If someone wants to pass by 1200 Pennsylvania Avenue to pick up my share, that would be sweet. Then send it via PayPal.)

Just because I do not assimilate does not mean I cannot learn. I understand fairly well how Mexicans think as a whole. I didn’t when I arrived. Cultures are very different, and few are as different as the Gringo mindset and the Mexican mindset.

When I married into a Mexican family 18 years ago, a door opened very abruptly. While I often got the Octavio Paz (See right-hand column) response before I was a relative, I instantly got the honest response after the marriage. It was like black & white.

Even today, I marvel when I hear one of the kin say something to someone outside the family and then turn right around and say the polar opposite to another relative, me included. It’s like living in two realities.

No, really, if you can stop by the White House for my money, take 10% for your time.