to the future…and beyond

okay, I am now up-to-date on my posts. all posts below this were off-topic posts that i transferred from my anti-jihad blog where they didn’t really belong. Mister Pee’s Pony Express is now open for business. wooooot!

and since my greetings post got buried after i transferred those posts, here it is again:

hello, shalom, ahnyeong haseyo, ni hao and konichiwa. welcome to my new blog, Mister Pee’s Pony Express, where I will post things related to current events, movie and television, books and arts, religion, politics or anything that strikes my fancy.

I have another blog where I posted some off-topic items which I will be removing from there and re-posting here with the date they were originally posted on. Even though some may be a few months old, they are topics I feel are timely and important, so I don’t want to delete these posts altogether.

Obama As Cult Leader

Good read from Michael Medved. Source.

Barack Obama isn’t just conducting a political campaign; he’s launching his very own religious cult.

Under the headline “Obama Supporters Take His Name as Their Own,” the New York Times reported on a bizarre fad among the candidate’s enraptured acolytes: across the country, they’ve begun adopting his middle name, Hussein. “The result is a group of unlikely sounding Husseins,” writes reporter Jodi Kantor, “from Jaime Hussein Alvarez of Washington, D.C., to Kelly Hussein Crowley of Norman, Oklahoma, to Sarah Beth Hussein Frumkin of Chicago.”

One of the key elements in many religious cults involves a name change – like transitioning from Richard Alpert to Baba Ram Dass, or from Malcolm Little to Malcolm X. To Obama’s true-believers, adding an Islamic middle name is a small price to pay for connecting with a candidate who qualifies as a “lightworker” and “an enlightened being,” according to San Francisco Chronicle columnist Mark Morford.

“Many spiritually advanced people I know,” he writes, “identify Obama as a Lightworker, the rare kind of attuned being who has the ability to lead us not merely to new foreign policies or health care plans or whatnot, but who can actually help usher in a new way of being on the planet, of relating and connecting and engaging with this bizarre earthly experiment. These kinds of people actually help us evolve. They are philosophers and peacemakers of a very high order, and they speak not just to reason or emotion, but to the soul.” (Italics in the original)

Author Garen Thomas makes similar observations in “Yes We Can: A Biography of Barack Obama”, a newly published book for children. “There has emerged a new leader who seems to be granting Americans a renewed license to dream. Barack Obama has proven repeatedly that he can touch people from all genders,” (not just both of them, you’ll note, but all of ‘em), “political affiliations, and across racial divides. There are few times in your life when you have a real opportunity to alter the course of history and put civilization back on a course toward prosperity and unity for all races and genders.” All of them—again. “If you were to look at dates in your history books, you might see centuries pass before something remarkable and worth noting occurred, when one person or a group of people stood up for change, making an enlightened leap in the evolution of the human story.[MV: Wow. Just...WOW.]

Among those willing to make precisely that sort of “enlightened leap” is the 1980’s “Culture Club” star, the inimitable Boy George, who wrote his latest song to honor “the enlightened being” from Illinois. The chorus proclaims “Yes We Can/Make it to the Promised Land,” but Boy George himself couldn’t quit make it to the promised land of the United States due to visa problems regarding his history of drug busts.

Nevertheless, others who did manage to bask in the actual presence of The Lightworker described the experience in terms calling to mind the knock-kneed awe of Dorothy and friends as they tremulously approached the Great Oz. The Los Angeles Times quoted actor Eric Christian Olsen as saying: “Nothing is more fundamentally powerful than how I felt when I met him.” Nothing, Mr. Olsen? Not your love of your wife or your partner or your parents or your country, or the death of your dog or the visit of Pope Benedict or the Red Sox winning the series? Nothing more powerful than meeting Obama?

Describing the thrill of his all-too-fleeting encounter with the Hope Pope, Olsen continued: “I stood, my hand embraced in his and…I felt something…something that I can only describe as an overpowering sense of Hope.” (capitalization in the original). [MV: Is this sounding cult-like yet?]

Reading through numerous similar accounts, I, too, felt something….something that I can only describe as an overpowering sense of … embarrassment.

How can intelligent and responsible people fall for this mass hysteria over a politician whose only real accomplishment in 47 years of living has been to build up the mass hysteria and messianic expectations surrounding this campaign? When I was in high school, I remember feeling puzzled and bemused by the similar frenzy surrounding the hip new British band, the Beatles. Yeah, they were great musicians and their clothes and hair cuts looked indisputably cool, but it still seemed hard to explain the smart teenaged girls I knew who flocked to see them at the Hollywood Bowl and ended up shrieking to the point of hoarseness, while weeping and, literally, wetting themselves in an orgy of adulation.

The difference, of course, is that we can still listen to Beatles songs with pleasure and satisfaction some forty years later, but it’s doubtful that any Obama speech (let alone his fumbling, bumbling off-teleprompter interviews) will thrill anyone even next year.

As with other moments of religious and quasi-religious frenzy, it’s not what the candidate is saying, or the proposals (what proposals, exactly?) he’s making, or even Obama himself that creates the manic energy surrounding his campaign. It’s the phenomenon itself, the crazed delirium of the Oba-maniacs, that compels attention, even fascination. Some people went to those first Beatles concerts as much to watch the tearful, hysterical, hollering adolescent girls as to hear the music; in fact those screaming sweeties usually drowned out the performances on stage so crowds couldn’t even hear the tunes and lyrics. It didn’t matter for the participants, who cared only about the transcendent excitement, the mass delirium, of the historic experience.

So, too, the messianic yearnings and wild-eyed, zombie-like devotion of Obama’s unhinged followers comes across as far more exciting and significant than the surprisingly pedestrian and platitudinous substance of his actual campaign. For the candidate as cult leader, it’s not the message; it’s the moment.

Obama Got Pwn’d

[re-posted from 8.4.08]

Woot!

By way of Cheri Jacobus by way of Michelle Malkin, comes this little jewel:

From the time Barack Obama was sworn in as a United State Senator, to the time he announced he was forming a Presidential exploratory committee, he logged 143 days of experience in the Senate. That’s how many days the Senate was actually in session and working.

After 143 days of work experience, Obama believed he was ready to be Commander In Chief, Leader of the Free World, and fill the shoes of Abraham Lincoln, FDR, JFK and Ronald Reagan.

143 days — I keep leftovers in my refrigerator longer than that.

Pwned.

*giggles into hand*

Obama Thinks He’s the Only One

[re-posted from 8.04.08]

The only black man to ever run for U.S. President, that’s what I’m talking about. I just sort of randomly came across this quote from The Golden Calf that I hadn’t seen before, while perusing Little Green Footballs. And as usual I am just struck by the the sheer depth of this man’s arrogance and over-blown sense of self-importance. Read with me:

I don’t think it’s accurate to say that my comments have nothing to do with race,” Obama said. “Here’s what I was saying and I think this should be undisputed: That I don’t come out of central casting, when it comes to presidential races. For a whole range of reasons. I’m young, I’m new to the national scene, my name is Barack Obama, I am African American, I was born in Hawaii, I spent time in Indonesia. I do not have the typical biography of a presidential candidate.”

Um, WTF is he talking about? He lists being “African American” as one of the reasons that he’s not a typical candidate? What about all these people??

Obama thinks only of Obama. He is arrogant, uppity and so ego-maniacal that I truly don’t think others even register in his brain waves. How the hell can he stand there like he did a couple days ago and state that people will “fear” him because “I don’t look like all those other presidents on the dollar bills”?? If I were any one of the above-mentioned black former presidential candidates I would be FURIOUS that he over-looked our achievements and plays the racial victim card as if he is the first in black American history to walk this road. Hell, I’m caucasian and I’m insulted.

P.S.

He. Was. Born. In. Hawaii. WTF is the point of mentioning that?

P.P.S.

He confounds and stupifies me.

Why the Eurabians Love The Golden Calf

[re-posted from 7.30.08]

I’m talking about Obama, of course. He’s the only Golden Calf that I know of.

So if you are like me, you’ve been wondering WHY the Europeans have their panties all in a twist over Barack Obama. Nevermind the fact that Obama apparently thinks they can actually VOTE for him. But those Eurabians loooooooooooove them some Obama. Man! They really went nuts over him during his world (rolls eyes) tour last week. It’s really not all that surprising. I mean, this is a continent who has been letting radical, pushy, bullying Islamists kick them around for the past 25 years and it only gets worse. An entire continent doesn’t warrant the nickname “Eurabia” an account of nothing, right? Clearly, these folks simply have appalling judgment skills. Anyhoo, Pajamas Media has an excellent overview of just why the Euro Dhimmis are so in love (or is it lust?) with Barack Hussein Obama.

Why Do Europeans Love Obama?

Let us count the ways:

1) Obama’s tax code, support of big government programs and redistribution of income, and subservience to UN directives delight the European masses—especially at a time when their own governments are trying to cut taxes, government, seek closer relations with the US, and ask a petulant, pampered public to grow up.

2) He offers Euros a sort of cheap assuagement of guilt—in classic liberal style. When Obama says falsely that he does not look like other Americans who have addressed Germans (cf. Colin Powell or Condoleeza Rice who have represented US foreign policy abroad the last 7 years), Europeans feel especially progressive—and therefore need not worry that no one of African ancestry would ever become a European Prime- or Foreign-Minister.

3) Europe is weak militarily and won’t invest in its own defense. But with Obama, they believe the US will subject its enormous military strength to international organizations—usually run by utopian Europeans. So they will play a thinking-man’s Athens to our muscular Rome. They especially lap up Obama’s historical revisionism in which he lectures about the world’s effort to feed Berlin or tear down the communist wall, never the solitary, lonely efforts of a Harry Truman or Ronald Reagan to confront the evils of communism when almost everyone else preferred not to.

4) Style, style, style. Remember socialist Europe is where we get our designer eyeglass frames, Gucci bags, and French fashions. Instead of a strutting, Bible-quoting Texan, replete with southern accent and ‘smoke-em’ out lingo, they get an athletic, young, JFK-ish metrosexual, whose rhetoric is as empty as it is soothing. The English-only Obama lectures America on its need to emulate polyglot Europe; while a Spanish-speaking George Bush is hopelessly cast as a Texas yokel.

5) Obama reassures Europeans that they, not American right-wingers, “won” the classical debates of the 1990s over economics, foreign policy, and government. He is a world citizen, who buys into human-created massive global warming, wind and solar over nuclear and clean coal, high taxes, and cradle-to-grave entitlements, and resentments of the rich. There is a certain European “We told you so” that comes with his election. In short, we elect a world citizen with a European view, and put behind us the embarrassments of a Texan or cowboy actor.

Read the rest here. It’s real good.

The Golden Calf Cried “Tasteless”

[re-posted from 7.15.08]

The person I refer to as The Golden Calf is none other than our next President of the United States, Barack Hussein Obama. Well, next President…unless there comes a miracle of some sort. It seems each bright shining new day brings another news piece concerning TGC in some sort of tizzy. The newest case is the current cover of the New Yorker Magazine, a pub I happen to love for its short fiction stories and cartoons. You’ve all seen the cover by now. I don’t even want to get into some long drawn out thing about that.

The cover speaks for itself and it speaks very loudly. The NYM is claiming it is satire and TGC is crying foul. This should come as no surprise given that Obama has shown from day one that he thinks he’s above it all. Above criticism. Above accountability. Above mockery. Above explaining himself. Above honesty and conviction. And now he’s crying that the NYM is “tasteless and offensive”. Well, he’s wrong.

What’s tasteless and offensive is the truth that cover represents: The truth that Obama doesn’t love America; doesn’t understand the American people; has nothing in common with 90% of the entire American population; has no vision for America; is manipulating and deceiving millions of Americans with lies and empty rhetoric; doesn’t respect America’s allies nor understand our enemies; is gutless; supports the killing of unborn human beings and post-born baby survivors of abortion; is a flip-flopper who lacks conviction (about anything) and thus, lacks moral authority; is professionally inexperienced and is the personification of what is wrong about affirmative action; has dubious friendships and dealings with racists, Jew-haters and terrorists; panders to terrorists and other haters of America; and is proud, condescending and haughty. This truth about Barack Obama is what is tasteless and offensive. And that magazine cover? It only expresses the truth about Obama that most Americans fear is real.

* the above photo of Korean actor Jun Ki Lee has no relation to this subject whatsoever. it’s there because he’s gorgeous and this Obama shit depresses me. in fact, i may include a picture of him every time i’m depressed by some crap i feel compelled to post about. is he not the cutest thing ever?

Michael Moore is a Fat Angry Slob

[re-posted from 5.16.08]

(source) Michael Moore Sneers at Cuban Americans

No need for me to provide commentary. This one speaks for itself. Oh, but one thing: I do vehemently disagree with (Okay, I totally missed the writer’s intentional sarcasm on my first read-through of the article. Got it now!) the first line of this article. There’s nothing “high road” about Moore’s refusal to repudiate a racist, terrorist-pandering, communist-coddling, hate-mongering, anti-American like Jeremiah Wright. The only reason Moore spared him criticism is because Moore too is a racist, terrorist-pandering, communist-coddling, hate-mongering, anti-American. And now we know we can add Cuban-Americans to Fat Bastard’s long list of Americans he hates, along with Republicans, Christians (especially Catholics), Jews, and pro-lifers…basically Moore just hates America period.

Last week on “Larry King Live” Michael Moore took the high road. He simply could not bring himself to pronounce judgment on the Rev. Jeremiah Wright’s tirades. “I’m a white guy,” explained the rotund film-maker. “And I mean, you have to ask yourself, Larry, what’s it like to be black in America? . . . And I do not believe, as a white guy, that I am in any position to judge a black man who has had to live through that.”

Michael Moore’s non-judgmental scruples apply only to celebrity victims of Jim Crow lite. A much different set of scruples apply to victims of Stalinism.

“Florida’s Cubans” writes Moore in his book, “Downsize This,” are responsible for “sleaze and influence-peddling in American politics. In every incident of national torment that has deflated our country for the past three decades — Cuban exiles are always present and involved.”

Such a blanket trashing of an entire ethnic group straddles the very dictionary definition of bigotry. Normally the entire Democratic Party would work itself into a collective froth against the villain who spouted such hate-speech. Normally every media outlet in the land would promptly and boastfully ban this bigot from its airwaves, broadcasting the decision between film clips of fire-hoses in Selma, cross burnings, and torch-light storm troopers at Nuremberg.

Moore himself denounces Republicans as “people who hate . . . people who get up at 6 in the morning trying to figure out which minority group they’re going to screw today.”

But in “Downsize This,” Moore was insulting Cuban-Americans (80 percent Republicans), you see. So all is forgiven. So instead of being pummeled as a bigot by the usual media sniffers and snouters, Moore was feted as the guest of honor at the last Democratic National Convention, squatting his gargantuan gluteus in the very president’s box alongside Jimmy Carter.

Then waddling onto the stage at Boston’s Fleet Center to a whooping, hollering ovation rivaling even the one that deafened Fidel Castro when he addressed Harvard Law School and Washington’s National Press Club in 1959, though it was close.

“These Cuban exiles, for all their chest-thumping and terrorism, are really just a bunch of wimps — that’s right, Wimps!” Moore continues in his book. His smear refers to all Cubans who left Cuba but singles out the Bay of Pigs freedom-fighters for particular scorn. “Ex-Cubans with a yellow stripe down their backs,” he calls them, on top of “crybabies.”

During the Bay of Pigs days these men — all volunteers and overwhelmingly civilian — battled savagely against a Soviet-trained and Soviet-led force 10 times its size, inflicting casualties of 30-to-1. When the local CIA man realized they’d been betrayed by the best and brightest he pleaded with their commander to allow an evacuation. “We will not be evacuated!” yelled that Cuban-exile commander into his radio from the clearly doomed beachhead. “We came here to fight! This ends here!”

And so it did. Then came the real heroics. Living under a daily firing squad sentence for almost two years these men refused to sign the confession damning the “U.S. imperialists” (the very nation that betrayed them on that beachhead.) Many spat on the document in front of their Communist torturers. “We will die with dignity!” responded their second-in-command Erneido Oliva ( a black Cuban, Messieurs Rangel, Wright and Jackson) to his furious communist captors, again and again and again.

In blanket-trashing all Cubans who for some crazy reason rejected free healthcare for U.S. freedom, Moore also trashes the longest suffering political prisoners of the century. Cuban-Americans like Roberto Martin-Perez, Mario Chanes De Armas, Eusebio Penalver, Angel de Fana, who all spent spent almost 30 years in Fidel Castro and Che Guevara’s gulag. That’s more than three times as long a Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn and Natan Sharansky spent in Josef Stalin’s gulag.

Normally such men would have publishers, producers and documentary makers lining up for their stories. A&E would feature them every other month. NPR, “Frontline,” “60 Minutes” and the History Channel would beat down their doors.

Alas, these were Fidel Castro and Che Guevara’s victims. Enough said. Sadistic and cowardly torturers just doesn’t square with the image of the left’s premier pin-up boys.

Think about it: the very things people like Moore, Sean Penn, Danny Glover, the Dixie Chicks, etc. say and write for free publicity, Fidel Castro and Che Guevara’s prisoners refused to sign to save their lives, or to end two decades of daily torture. Yet the Democrats’ pet walrus sneers at them from his Upper West Side pad as “wimps, cowards and crybabies.”

A guilt-stricken JFK finally ransomed back the Bay of Pigs prisoners. After fighting — literally — to the last bullet against swarms of Soviet-led troops in Cuba, hundreds of these Cuban exiles promptly joined the U.S. Army and many volunteered for action in Vietnam. One of these was named Felix Sosa-Camejo.

Mr. Sosa-Camejo died while rescuing a wounded comrade, he’d already been awarded 12 medals, including the Bronze Star, three Silver Stars and two Purple Hearts. I’ll quote from his official citation:

On February 13, 1968, the lead platoon was hit by an enemy bunker complex manned by approximately forty North Vietnamese Regulars. Upon initial contact the point man was wounded and lay approximately 10 meters in front of the center bunker.

With disregard for his safety, Captain Sosa-Camejo ran through the intense enemy fire and pulled the wounded point man to safety. After ensuring that the wounded man was receiving medical treatment, Captain Sosa-Camejo returned to the fire fight and again exposed himself to the intense enemy fire by single handedly assaulting the center bunker with grenades killing the two NVA soldiers manning the bunker.

As he turned to assault the next bunker an NVA machine gun opened up and he was mortally wounded. Captain Sosa-Camejo’s valorous action and devotion to duty are in keeping with the highest traditions of the military service and reflect great credit upon himself, his unit, and the United States Army.

From his limousine Michael Moore sneers at this Cuban-American and his band of brothers as “wimps and crybabies with yellow lines down their back.”

Humberto Fontova is the author of four books including “Exposing the Real Che Guevara and the Useful Idiots Who Iidolize Him” and “Fidel; Hollywood’s Favorite Tyrant.” Visit www.hfontova.com.

Illegal Alien Impregnated 10 Year Old

[re-posted from 5.10.08]

This has to be one of the most horrific stories to float down the filthy gutter of our busted borders in a very long time. Debbie Schlussel has the goods. A 10 year old American girl was admitted to hospital where it was discovered she was PREGNANT. It was also discovered that the rapist is a 37 year old ILLEGAL ALIEN. Though his nationality has not been reported, I’m taking bets on Mexico–the greatest second greatest exporter of criminals to America in the world (with the first greatest being all the Muslim countries that are exporting their Islamic jihadists here, who are hiding in their cells, which our pansy-ass government tells us don’t exist). So, aside from the terrorists, we’ve got the damn illegal immigrants aliens.

My thoughts:

Yet another crime that didn’t have to happen.

And no doubt, this animal was raping little girls in Mexico. You don’t just up and start raping little girls in a foreign country. This bastard has experience. And that’s what they do–criminals escaping Mexico to come to America for fresh victims and a world of opportunity to commit crimes undetected, with no fingerprints in our system, and no criminal record to follow them.

Just makes me soooooooooooooooo angry. And the mainstream news won’t touch crimes committed by illegals. This is a GROSS injustice against the American people. We have a right to know when there is an enemy on our soil. We have a right to know WHO is in our neighborhoods. We don’t need to know about train wrecks in India, or plane crashes in Nigeria. ENOUGH! Media should report the TRUTH about what’s happening in our own country. Instead, they are deliberately keeping the truth from us. They are participating in this evil.

Oh, and check out the picture I posted at the top. That’s a photo of an actual group of illegal alien Mexicans–showing us their pride for America and her blessings. Don’t they look so thrilled to be in this land flowing with milk and honey?

Jamiel’s Law: Illegal Alien Sanctuary

[re-posted from 4.9.08]

Michelle Malkin has an excellent post on the murder of 17 year old Jamiel Shaw who was killed by an illegal alien gang member on March 2 just 24 hours after this animal was released from jail. Los Angeles, where Jamiel lived with his parents (his mother is serving in Iraq!), is rife with illegal alien gang violence aimed a black Americans. Read Michelle’s entire post on this.

The situation in this country with regards to illegal aliens is a shame and a travesty. Simply put, our borders are completely broken and our government R-E-F-U-S-E-S to fix them and punish these criminals who are violating the border laws of our sovereign nation. It is estimated that there are anywhere from 20 to 25 million illegal aliens currently residing in the U.S. It is estimated that one million PER YEAR continue to enter. The vast and overwhelming majority of these illegals are from Mexico, our closest neighbor to the south. Rather than upholding and enforcing the laws we already have in place, we have leftist policitians and “focus groups” lobbying for, and creating, laws to STOP local and state law enforcement from seeking out, arresting and deporting these law-breakers. What has happened to our country? How can politicians lobby for law-breakers to continue breaking our laws and sucking the life out of American tax payer dollars? And if our own government won’t protect us and our law enforcement isn’t allowed to, then who will?

America is without argument one of the (if not THE) most generous and open nations IN. THE. WORLD. We have the most racially, culturally and religiously diverse human landscapes on planet Earth. We should be profoundly proud of this distinction. In addition to our legal immigrants we also have taken in, and continue taking in, millions of refugees and oppressed peoples from around the world who have to flee their homelands just to survive. But despite this outpouring of compassion and generosity by the American people, we are repeatedly called “racist”, “bigots, “imperialist”, and “xenophobic” any time any of us dares to raise our voice against illegal aliens and open borders. An invasion has taken place right under our noses and most Americans just don’t give a damn. And rather than even discussing it, we are defamed, called names and subjected to all sorts of insults against our character.

But how much longer before Islamic terrorists start taking advantage of this Achilles Heel in our homeland security? If we can’t secure our own borders against 25 million foreign invaders how can we truly be safe from Islamic terrorists who have ALREADY stated plainly and without shame that they mean to see us to our ruin? While it’s true that many illegals simply want to work (that doesn’t justify breaking our international immigration laws, however) and more than likely mean no harm to anyone, one thing we know for sure is that there are a significant amount of criminals among these illegals. Illegal aliens are phantoms: we know they are there but on paper they do not exist. They are un-documented, un-accounted for, they have not undergone any kind of back-ground checks or finger-printing. We have 25 million illegal aliens in the United States and we. don’t. know. who. they. are.

But that doesn’t stop them from demanding rights and privileges that are meant only for our citizens.

If I were a terrorist I would be drooling over the prospects available to do great harm to this country and its citizens through our broken borders and refusal to enforce our own laws.

greetings and salutations

hello, shalom, ahnyeong haseyo, ni hao and konichiwa. welcome to my new blog, Mister Pee’s Pony Express, where I will post things related to current events, movie and television, books and arts, religion, politics or anything that strikes my fancy.

I have another blog where I posted some off-topic items which I will be removing from there and re-posting here with the date they were originally posted on. Even though some may be a few months old, they are topics I feel are timely and important, so I don’t want to delete these posts altogether.