Straightjacket, No Chaser

Guest Post by Stilton Jarlsberg

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It’s official: the Left has gone insane. We don’t mean metaphorically insane – we mean true foaming at the mouth, howling at the moon, hibbity-bibbity-bibbity lip-burbling, farting in the bathtub and snapping at the bubbles while giggling insane. And they’re running around loose!

Consider these factoids from just the past few days: Hillary Clinton compared the GOP to terrorists because they don’t support the killing, dissection, and sale of dismembered infants. Not certifiable enough? Then how about her claim that any GOP candidate who supports enforcement of our border and immigration laws is essentially a Nazi who plans to “unleash a massive law enforcement effort– including perhaps National Guard and others–to go and literally pull people out of their homes and their workplaces, round them up…put them in boxcars.”

Not to be outdone in the insanity department, Barack Obama derisively declared that people are “crazies” if they don’t support his Iran deal’s plan to give hundreds of billions of dollars to the largest state-sponsor of terrorism on Earth (whose officials, by the way, are still shrieking “Death to America” out of their spit-flecked bearded pieholes when not howling promises to wipe Israel off the map).

Meanwhile, if Obama had sons and daughters who were belligerent, ignorant, aggressive, cop-hating lunatics, they’d look a lot like Leftist darlings “Black Lives Matter.” (Side note: the Left now accepts the idea that saying “White Lives Matter,” or “All Lives Matter” is hate speech.) On Saturday, the group staged a protest march in Minnesota in which they followed a group of police officers while enthusiastically shouting “Pigs in a blanket, fry ’em like bacon!” One protester wore a “Kill White Supremacy” t-shirt.

And why were the protestors in such a festive mood? Because only hours before in Texas, Sheriff’s Deputy Darren H. Goforth, a white man, was shot in the back and killed while pumping gas into his patrol car. The killer was a black man who took the opportunity to shoot the officer in the back because he was in uniform.

Meanwhile, the mainstream media is calling Donald Trump a dangerous, hate-filled loony because he keeps saying we should “Make America Great Again.” Even in these days in which the sanity ship has clearly sailed (and sunk), that doesn’t sound crazy to us.

The brutal on-air murder of two young white journalists by an embittered, incompetent, perpetually aggrieved black man with a taste for race war has reopened arguments about mental health in this country, and when the clearly insane should be involuntarily committed for the good and safety of the community.

We suggest that the time is now – and the first two to be committed to the (ahem) Political Asylum should be Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton, followed by many more on the liberal Left.

And yes, we may need to use boxcars.

All aboard! There’s always room for one more!


 

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Anonymous
Anonymous
August 31, 2015 9:55 am

A sad thing is that the leftists and their supporters represent a bit over half of our nation.

Oh, well ……… everything in the universe that has a beginning has an ending and our nation with its freedom had a beginning.

Stucky
Stucky
August 31, 2015 10:31 am

Amerika is one fucked up empire. Can’t wait for it to crash and burn.

dc.sunsets
dc.sunsets
August 31, 2015 12:36 pm

Left-collectivism has wrecked the USA during the last 150 years.

I suspect Right-collectivists will make a go at fixing it, but I have my doubts that the results will be all that stellar.

I am, however, really, really tired of the Left. Their perpetual disengagement with reality is so yesterday.

Maggie
Maggie
August 31, 2015 1:55 pm

Is a sad condition this country is in. I have just returned from criss-crossing over half of it… traveling by plane to Baltimore to join my now semi-skilled engineer son on his trip back to Missouri’s University of Science and Technology, detouring through Cleveland to visit with the Italian clan of my husband’s along the journey. Moved him into an apartment and journeyed into Oklahoma to visit with some folks at Veterans Corner in Goldsby Oklahoma to try to straighten out some paperwork mixups that somehow register my son as being 23 when he is only 21, therefore is still my retired husband’s dependent child, so is worth an extra hundred bucks or so (hey, to a college student living on oatmeal and mac and cheese, that is a LOT).

Here is what I noticed: In the Beltway, where he was interning for the summer, construction work on new buildings and roads continues. All the malls and stores are clean and very nice to shop in. There are security guards scattered around, but they don’t stand out… it actually took me a while to find them when I was outside the grocery store while my son was running other errands. However, one day I needed something that I commonly get at Aldi’s and had no idea where to get otherwise (a trail mix that I use when I make home made granola). I had my son take me to the ONE Aldi’s in the Columbia area and WOWSER… what a different clientelle that establishment draws from the upscale stores near the area my son lived and worked. He commented that he didn’t think my friend would want to come here to get the trail mix herself, so maybe I would have to make it and mail it to her from Missouri.

I think I might.

We went to the Walmart ONE TIME and left immediately. I was literally afraid to go in there. I have seen the dregs of humanity at Walmart in OKC and here in local Walmarts, but I’ve never see the likes of those images that are here on TBP on Fridays called People of Walmart up close and in person like I did a couple Saturdays ago in the Suburbs of Baltimore. I literally got out of the car, took two steps and turned around and said “Let’s go to some other type of store that carries kitchen stuff. I’ll pay a few bucks more.”

In Cleveland, we just ate dinner with the relatives and popped into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame for a flyby Tee Shirt purchase, so the only thing interesting was the ragged old lady outside the museum when my son dropped me off who asked me if I wanted to help the homeless by buying a paper. Well, I only had a bit of change in my pocket… less than 50 cents and since she definitely looked (and smelled) homeless, I handed her that and told her (truthfully) that I had no other cash and didn’t need a paper. She said for me to take one anyway… I said “no… unless they are free.” I looked at the corner of the little paper and it said $1.25 so I handed it back and she said “no… they don’t cost me nothing.” What, exactly, does that mean?

I grabbed my t-shirts that said I was THERE however briefly and left. She asked me again when I walked by if I wanted to help the homeless and I just said “no.”

Leaving downtown Cleveland is always interesting… Joey is now an experienced “big city traffic” driver, but at one point he asked me if he could get over. I didn’t realize he was asking for me to check the lane; I slipped into “mother” mode. “Sure, if you want to…” My charming little boy exploded “I am NOT ASKING your permission… why would I ask your permission? Good grief! Is the damn lane clear?”

Well, just say “is the lane clear, then.”

We had a time table to keep, so stuck to interstates, which I do not usually do. But, still we saw enough to make me think there is a lot of unrest showing up in public. I actually saw hitchhikers a couple of times. I don’t know how long it has been since I’ve seen people actually hiking on an interstate with a bag on their back, sticking their thumb out halfheartedly without looking as you go by. When I was a kid and traveling with Aunt Martha, she used to have me prepare small ziploc baggies full of ice in the cooler so that when we saw a hitch hiker, I would toss one out the window. There was no was we were gonna stop, but it was a way of giving them something cool and letting them know we cared enough to at least do that.

I saw the most horrible case of pan-handling in Tulsa, Oklahoma on my way back from there. You know at the on ramps where the men or women stand/sit with their signs that say they will work for food or that they are down on their luck and need money for the electric bill or groceries or medical bills? Well, there was a man in a wheelchair, a woman standing beside him and three kids… two of them teen-aged and the other probable 8 or 9. All looked humiliated. All holding signs that said they were homeless and had no money and without donations, they would have no place to sleep that night.

The two teenagers were boys… I caught the eye of the youngest and he looked so embarassed he turned red and looked away. I didn’t stop and give any money (I never do), but I was aghast at an entire family being there. Or what appeared to be an entire family… it could have just been put together out of runaways or whatever. In this day and age in this country, who knows?

Now, why post this here? Well, for one thing, hardly any other comments, so perhaps it will escape being crapped on. For another, because it fits… What has happened in this country truly IS CRAZY…

Liberals are insane. I visited an old friend of mine who has always been uber liberal while I was in Oklahoma. She and I have maintained a friendship by just never discussing politics at all. We have a few beers, discuss kids, talk about family, play scrabble or card games and talk about “the old days.” Safe territory.

This trip was different. Having just returned from dropping my son off to enter his senior year in computer/electrical engineering after a successful internship over the summer, I was more than ready to brag a bit and show him off. Within an hour, I realized I’d made a major faux pas. Her own son had dropped out of school at 16 because he was “bored” with the system, gotten his GED, and proceeded to get into a number of alcohol and drug related incidents that landed him in probation and rehab programs and expensive family counseling. I’ve never criticized her son, nor have I ever questioned her parenting methods (she believed that spanking was wrong. she believed that bad behavior should be discussed to determine what was behind it. she thought that her son was actually very smart and that if he dropped out of school, he would discover what he was truly interested in and launch a business and be very successful. He is 38 years old and he is a short order cook in a restaurant in the mornings so he can be at the bar at night. He pays his rent and his bills, except occasionally, when she has to help out a bit. But, she loves him and it is NOT MY BUSINESS. If it was my son, I would so the same.

I just thought she would be happy for me.

I was wrong.

Liberals want you to screw up your life as badly as they screw up their own. When you don’t, they resent you for it.

That is insane.

Rise Up
Rise Up
August 31, 2015 2:56 pm

What if 3 distinct battles erupted into physical altercations at the same time?:

1. liberals vs. conservatives (political war)
2. illegals vs. legals (culture war)
3. whites vs. blacks (race war)

We might be headed there real soon…#3 is already “on”. #2 would spawn #1.

Westcoaster
Westcoaster
September 1, 2015 1:04 am

Painting Liberals with such a broad brush of condemnation is just as wrong as doing it for Republicans or Libertarians.
I wouldn’t vote for Hillary regardless of what she might say between now and the primary. She’s proven she has no regard for the laws of the U.S. and was a terrible Senator and Sec of State. She had no business in either position.
So let’s be real and stop condemning either side for their sins of the past. We have real problems in this country and we’ll never solve them with pieces and comments like this.

Stucky
Stucky
September 1, 2015 8:33 am

“So let’s be real and stop condemning either side for their sins of the past.” ——- Westcoaster Loon

Happens every Congressional election cycle …. as 95% of the jackasses get reelected into office, because there are so many dumbfuks who do exactly that.

You consistently come up with saying the most idiotic shit imaginable.

Maggie
Maggie
September 1, 2015 8:50 am

It is because of people like my dear friend in Oklahoma. She seems to believe that the problem isn’t that she was so permissive with her own son that he grew up without direction, morals or boundaries that would help him guide his intellect, which I agree, is quite adequate to have served him well in either academia or a business environment if he’d been given some direction by his parents or anyone with authority over him when in his adolescent years. She sees people like ME and my husband as the problem.

If we hadn’t made our son conform to the system, get good grades, determine a career path and stick to it, work hard on weekends and save money instead of drinking and huffing all kinds of strange chemicals with friends in their garage and getting arrested, then her son wouldn’t be looked down upon. Why, it is almost criminal what people like ME DO TO HER SON.

See? I get it.

Maggie
Maggie
September 1, 2015 8:51 am

That is why the liberals get elected again and again and again. They get it too. And they use it to get votes.

Tim
Tim
September 1, 2015 10:37 am

Maggie –

I think you live somewhere in NE Oklahoma or NW Arkansas? I don’t want your street address, but I grew up in a small town in Eastern Oklahoma, Sallisaw. It’s kind of a hell hole with very little going for it, but I love the area north of there. I’d love to relocate from Dallas to somewhere between Tahlequah and Fayetteville, AR. I’ve heard lots of really nice things about NW Arkansas recently.

From what I’ve read of your posts, you’re somewhere in that general vicinity.

Maggie
Maggie
September 1, 2015 3:48 pm

Tim… husband and I are ex-Air Force out of Tinker AFB. We retired from there and moved into the Ozarks… kind of Missouri and Arkansas all in one little place. Is beautiful here… Get yourself there soon. I know where Sallisaw is… travelled through many times on the way to Little Rock, where I took 67 north into Missouri and then headed into the hinterlands where we now own our little piece of heaven I like to call Narnia.

Built ourselves a log home and bought a gun or two. Big dogs. Livestock next spring.