InstaPunk Returns

  The Ultimate Punchline: Who knew? Absolutely everyone. A lot to consider here. The most important subject being what do we do next? The realistic options are severely compromised and constrained by what has already been happening in the past couple weeks — and what has NOT been happening in the last year and a half. Beginning with the latter circumstance, the Casablanca scene above perfectly exemplifies the behavior of the Democrat Party (plus RINOS) and the mass media since the Afghanistan catastrophe. Point being, EVERYBODY in the government and broader political scene has known all along that the President is — what’s a term that won’t get me banned forthwith (?) — cognitively challenged , throughout his basement campaign and masked nonappearances in front of cameras, which were systematically overlooked then but have now been suddenly “discovered” by the ones who deliberately saw nothing amiss during the election cycle. Those poor Dem reps in the red states are scrambling for co

Haven’t looked at them for a long time now, closing on two years. Mick’s too old to be a sex god anymore. #metoo. Though I heard somebody’s missing. But memories fade away anymore these days. The red circle is Charlie Watts. Best rock drummer ever. He should phone home. Not nice to keep loved ones waiting. Great story about this record. Showed up in my prep school closet. Played for years with plenty of scratches but not a skip. Providence. How I met The Rolling Stones , the only satirists good as me in 1968. Brings tears to my eyes. Kind of. That unfortunate Beatles phase did no credit to no one. Oh well. Why does this face keep swimming into my ken? It’s called jazz or something like that. What he loved. I know. They’re saying he’s dead. Join the Club, Charlie. Three of your best Stones efforts: Had his own jazz band. Also beat out this Stones rap. He wasn’t handsome. Sharp, clean face. More like a red eft (ferret) than a porcupine.  My private name for him was Sredni Vashtar . But

Got banned again at FB today. Apparently, I was bullying and threatening the million dollar anchor with a million listeners called Chris Wallace. Like I could bully him or venture any threat against him, beside the fact that I am twice as smart and three times more ethical. Apart from that, I was never anything but an FB flyspeck in his ludicrous pretense at being his whore father’s whore son. Protested the ban, during which process I was allowed to say nothing. I heard back, without being allowed to say a word in my own defense: Three day suspension sustained. Life as Cassandra is not easy. The seer nobody ever believed because the predictions were generally about impending doom and destruction. Thing is, I’ve been right on predictions for 30 years on the Internet. The ones who get the big money for their predictions hate me. I’m not bitter though. I have a Cassandra story of my own that makes me feel far from embittered. This one had a real grudge to bear. Had someone I actually care

 What are they? Aliens who can look like humans and are utterly indifferent to any kind of altruistic morality. Think John Carpenter’s “They Live.” Not to be confused with the Borg, who are normally aliens of a different kind, the latter being assimilated into a vast collective while the former are mere sociopathic isolates who want power, money, acclaim, and the instant gratification of their idiosyncratic physical appetites. All clear? Here are some famous Lizard People recently in the news: It came on him late. Like his mother. Late in the day. And this one’s got a Danger Daughter. We Love You, Mizz Lizz. N.B. The Borg has its own site here at Blogger. I’ll let you know when it’s time to study it in some detail. Here it is. It’s called The Hillary Borg .

If you were to ask the smart folks — you know, the ones with the priciest degrees and fanciest titles — which are the dumbest states in the U.S., they would likely recite the same tired list they always do, with the usual smirks and eye-rolling. Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana, South Carolina, Oklahoma, West Virginia, Wyoming, Indiana, and, yes, probably Texas too. But I’m here today to present a new list of the dumbest, in this ranking order: 1. Hawaii 2. Vermont 3. Massachusetts 4. Rhode Island and Maryland (tie) 5. California 6. New York 7. New Jersey 8. Illinois 9. Connecticut 10. Oregon and Washington (tie) How can I propose such an upside down view of things? After all, these states collectively are home to all but one of the Ivy League universities, plus M.I.T., Johns-Hopkins, Stanford, Berkeley, Cal-Tech, U. Of Chicago, and (if you insist) USC. Well, that would appear to be part of the problem. They’re the ones who write the books that look down on everyone else and insist that

  Yes. 46 percent of his hand-picked eggheads still approve of Biden’s performance as President: Friday, August 20, 2021 The Rasmussen Reports daily Presidential Tracking Poll, sponsored by The ANTIFA by Jack Posobiec, for Friday shows that 46% of Likely U.S. Voters approve of President Biden’s job performance. Fifty-three percent (53%) disapprove. The latest figures include 27% who Strongly Approve of the job Biden is doing and 45% who Strongly Disapprove. This gives him a Presidential Approval Index rating of -18. (see trends)

      Facebook Not-So-Funnies. Click and Cry.  And hope it’s as unforceable as it sounds.

Facebook Funnies. Click and Laugh. Ah yes. The grand sire of millennial sheeple, the Yale WhiffenPOOFS!

Facebook Funnies. Click and Laugh.

Anthony Gargano, 41, SportsRadio Mouth-breather in Philly.   Would-be Tony Soprano had a marathon session last night asking listeners where they were when they first found their favorite Philly team on teevee. He was right to ask. I listened to it, fascinated. Every personal account was touching, from the Super Bowl Eagles of 1981 and 2005 to 2018. Lots of heartbreak and finally joy. The most articulate and passionate caller said it for a lot of us. Philly sports was the way the little boy in all of us was preserved. Gargano loved this idea absolutely. Made me think of the best-ever Tom Waits song. No, not Jersey Girl. Called  On the Nickel .                 Little boys do get lost. Here are the lyrics: Sticks and stones will break my bones But I always will be true And when your mama is dead and gone I'll sing this lullaby just for you So what becomes of all the little boys Who never comb their hair? They're lined up all around the block On The Nickel over there. So you better

 From John Nolte …

  She’s allowed to cry. So, unlike most of you, I actually watched the USA-Canada soccer game. Yeah, our women didn’t play well. The call that led to the penalty-kick goal was bogus. Delivered by a WOKE woman official, no doubt. (I saw her. She had hips and breasts.) Not happy with all the piling on though. They lost. It happens. The Olympics are, first and foremost, political games. Without intensely nationalistic spirit, you wind up losing. ‘Twas ever so. We didn’t have that this time. I was reminded of a time, 40 years ago, when we did have that spirit. Politics is always a distraction from the important things. I confess when I found out there was a trans-gender on the field, I stopped watching the soccer and started trying to spot the TG player. Failed. Discovered they all looked like guys, no hips, flat-chested (very), odd gender-neutral hair, just slower somehow, like 15 year old boys with talent but little speed. But lines in their faces, like women who’ve had a tough row to h