A Vote for Trump is a Vote for Eugenics

I hereby declare all enforcement of Godwin’s Law to be suspended until at least November 8th.

The Next Pulitzer Prize Winning Photograph


(seriously, I have no idea who put that together, but thumbs up!)

Be Honest, White America

You know that if Keith Scott had been a white guy with a gun and a jug of moonshine – which is just as illegal as pot – he’d still be alive.

What She Said


Three Questions (Plus One)

(1) Mr. Trump, while the ‘stop and frisk’ policy was in effect in New York City, were you ever stopped on the street and frisked?

(2) Were any members of your immediate family?

(3) Do you actually personally know any white people who were?

(4) Will you name them in order for you to be fact-checked?

If Lester ‘registered Republican’ Holt does not ask these questions of Deplorable Donald Trump at the debate Monday – before any others – then Holt should be fired.

Dear Millennials:

I get it.

You’re pissed off at how the baby boomers have screwed the nation – and your future.

Again, I get it.

You’re pissed – and you’re justified.

But that’s not the end of the story.  So, please don’t do the wrong thing in response to how pissed off you are.  However much you may be morally justified in abandoning the Democrats in favor of the Libertarians or the Greens or something else entirely, please don’t.  Not this time.

Maybe those of you who are old enough to remember what happened in 2000 perhaps haven’t had to come to grips with all of what happened immediately afterward and how much of it would – not might, but would – have turned out differently had the winner of the popular vote that year been able to take the oath of office on Jan. 20, 2001.

9/11 might have happened anyway.

Some sort of subsequent war in Asia might have happened anyway.

But John Roberts and Samuel Alito would not have.

Citizens United v. FEC would not have.

Shelby County v. Holder would not have.

Yes, Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton embody all that went wrong with the baby boomer generation – but so did George W. Bush (and, yes, so did Bill Clinton.)  And as much as I hate to say it and as much as you don’t want to hear it, I will say it: For president this year, your only real choice is between Trump and Clinton.  Because, as much as I hate to say it and as much as you don’t want to hear it, I will say it: They are the only two who have a chance of winning.

It is indeed disgusting that, after 240 years, America hasn’t come up with a system that gives voters more than two real choices.  But it is a disgusting reality.

On November 8th, there will not be one election for president; there will be 51 separate elections – one for each state, plus one for D.C.

And even those aren’t really for president; they’re just for elites to participate in the electoral college – you know, the thing that a bunch of rich, white, American elite male slave-owners came up with after they defeated the rich British elites to ensure that the American non-rich, non-elite have as little say as possible in running the country while still allowing themselves to lie to themselves and to the ages by claiming that they replaced an aristocracy with a democracy.

Jebediah Springfield had nothing on James Madison.

And the modern Democratic-Republican cartel only embiggens the historical lie that you have much of a choice beyond paper or plastic.

On November 8th, there will not be one election for president; there will be 51 separate elections – and in none of them do either Libertarian Gary Johnson or Green Jill Stein have any chance whatsoever of prevailing.  And even if the 538 electoral votes were gerrymandered into 538 individual blocs of one electoral vote each, unless one was dominated by Madison, Wisconsin; another by Iowa City, Iowa; another by Berkeley, California and another by Cambridge, Massachusetts, there is no real chance that Stein would garner even 3-4 votes.  Johnson might snag one dominated by Ron Paul’s old congressional district in Texas and one or two more in the far west.

Trump and Clinton would still be fighting it out over all of the rest to get to 270.

And in the rest, votes for Johnson and Stein could mean the difference between a Clinton victory and a Trump victory.

Millennials, I don’t know how to answer your vociferous assertions that neither of the two major parties will ever voluntarily let any alternative choices enter the operations of government – other than to say: You’re right.  I lived in Minnesota during the Ventura Administration.  I know how the Republicans and the Democrats eventually ganged up on him.

He made no attempt at a second term.

Millennials, I don’t know how to answer your vociferous assertions that neither of the two major presidential candidates this year are trustworthy – other than to say: They’re not.

But there is a difference between being merely not trustworthy and being a thoroughly detestable product of a racist aristocracy that is now into its third generation of self-perpetuation, financed by corporate welfare and other immoral and/or illegal subsidies extracted unwillingly from the economic lifeblood of the working class – and supported by the disturbingly substantial portion of America’s population who apparently believe we were picked the wrong side in the European Theater during World War II.

That difference boils down to the reality that, untrustworthy or not, Hillary Clinton is likely to appoint people to the Supreme Court who look and act more like Ruth Bader Ginsburg Sonia Sotomayor than like Antonin Scalia and Clarence Thomas.


And there’s also the reality that, thanks to the Tea Party, Bush & Cheney, the Contract on America and Ronald Reagan, unless you too were given a seven-figure graduation present with which to become a ‘self-made man,’ the Constitution is probably all you have to vote for this year.

But that’s enough.

Citizens United?

Shelby County?

There’s a buttload more where they came from.

Be angry at the system.

Show the anger.

Dance on the graves of baby boomers if you so choose.  (I’m in no way encouraging such, literally; but I’m saying I won’t condemn it either.)

Be angry.

But please don’t take it out on everyone – and, as disheartening as it may be, that is what you’ll be doing this year if you vote for Johnson or Stein.

A Con Artist and a Murderer Walk into an African-American Church…


Insert your own punch line.

Gee, Pat…I Wonder How the ‘States Rights’ Folks in North Carolina Feel About That

From the Charlotte Observer:

Poor Pat. He finds himself in the middle of a firestorm of his own making and doesn’t know how to get out of it. He’s so unsure of himself that he plants his own questions and runs from the media at a crucial time.

McCrory called me an hour after the lunch. In that conversation and at the event, it seemed McCrory is tortured by HB2 and its fallout. He aggressively defends it, but also tiptoes toward a conciliatory stance.

For example, he told me, “I strongly disagree with anyone being fired or not hired based on sexual orientation.” But he said it’s Congress’s job, not North Carolina’s or Charlotte’s, to make that law.

He told me Congress should pass a civil rights law that extends protections to gays. Pressed on whether he was saying gays do deserve legal protection, McCrory took a half-step back: “I wish the federal government would have this discussion.”

Then why don’t you – a Republican – tell Paul ‘Eddie Munster, Jr.’ Ryan and Mitch ‘Chin? What Chin?’ McConnell to whip their Republican congressional majorities into line to pass such a bill?

The sad thing is…

This isn’t the most ridiculous thing One Term Pat did that day.

Speakers at Hood Hargett Breakfast Club events routinely take questions from the floor. McCrory required that all questions be submitted in advance in writing.

When the moderator asked how to get started, McCrory said, “Anything you like. No filter here.” Sure, who needs a filter when you posed the questions yourself?

When I tried to ask McCrory a question, the filter went up. “We’ve got three Observer questions answered already. I think you guys dominate the news enough.”

Of course, those weren’t Observer questions. They were softballs from his staff about what he wanted to do with his next term; how he wanted to reduce the state’s rape kit backlog; and how the state crime lab performed under McCrory’s opponent, Roy Cooper.

Stated differently: McCrory committed defamation against the Charlotte Observer.

I wonder how Donald ‘Little Hands’ Trump, who is sooooooooo itching to be able to sue the media under legal precedents that don’t exist yet but which Justice Peter Thiel undoubtedly will create for him, would feel about this working in both directions?

You know…

Journalists being able to sue politicians who defame said journalists?

I wonder what the Boy Named Sue-er has to lie, er…, say about that.

In Case You’ve Ever Wondered Why Things Took so Long in Massachusetts…

[T]he “bisexual community” is not alone in its demand for recognition. We also have the addition of “transgender” to the title. This is curious. A straight friend of mine asked me what “transgender” means, and I had to confess I really didn’t know. I always thought that ‘transgender’ involved an individual with gender identity issues, like David Bowie or Hillary Clinton.

Bay Windows, on May 21, 1998, allowed that festering chunk of skunk excrement to see the light of day – as part of a column by Jim Gilbert, entitled “Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, Transgender…(yadda, yadda, yadda).”

Ever so strangely, that column has disappeared from the internet.

Faith-Based Faith