Looks like Nancy is giving some of us a bad name. I would ask Rep. Gowdy, with all due respect, to please consider the mind-numbed among us when including the likes of Mzz Pelosi in our ranks.
Thanks to Independent Journal Review for the heads-up.
Will embed video when a computer is handy. Can’t seem to figure out how to do it from my schmaht fone.
So, Chris Wysocki nominated me for an award and called me “Influential” did he? Does that mean in a good way or a bad way? As in: “Here’s what not to do.” Could be the latter but I’ll assume the former, since Chis is Pretty Fly for a Jersey Guy.
Wait. That’s not it.
Here it is:
Now, about those rules. According to whoever came up with this little exercise, there is no actual voting, it’s just a fun way to bring recognition to other blogs and bloggers that are out there.
Here are the rules:
1. Display the award logo on your blog.
2. Link back to the person who nominated you
3. Answer 7 questions decided up by your nominator
4. Nominate ( no limit of nominations ) other bloggers for this award and link back to them.
5. Notify those bloggers of the award requirements.
Heh, I think even I can do a few of those things so, here we go.
Here are Chris’s questions:
1. Why did you start a political blog, and when?
When I saw the politicians and power brokers tank the economy in 2007 to help the democrats win the election, I woke up and started educating myself about the constitution. By the time I’d read Clousen’s The 5000 Year Leap and The Making of America: The Substance and Meaning of the Constitution and Levin’s Liberty and Tyranny, I decided just pissing and moaning about it to a few people in my small circle wasn’t enough. I think my first essay was Sept. 2009.
2. If you could have dinner with any person, living or dead, who would it be?
3. Do you think there is any hope of restoring the United States to a constitutional republic in your lifetime?
In my lifetime? Doubtful. Too many feel entitled to the fruits of others’ labor and too many crony capitalists use the government to pilfer the rest from the citizenry. A great reawakening is coming. I pray it is not too late.
4. If you could choose one state for Conservatives to “take over” and reshape into a vision of America congruent with Constitutional / Conservative principles, what state would you choose and why?
Texas. Because I love and live here.
5. If you could retire anywhere, on or off the planet Earth, where would it be?
On a lake in Texas.
6. What book has influenced your life (other than the Bible or Torah) and describe how?
Politically, the books mentioned in #1. Early in my life I was a huge fan of Asimov.
7. iPhone, Droid, BlackBerry, or Windows Phone?
Now, on to the nominations:
Here are the questions:
- Why did you start a political blog, and when?
- If you could have dinner with any person, living or dead, who would it be?
- What is the best hope for America to return to founding principles and a constitutional republic?
- What book on politics would you most likely recommend to someone just waking up?
- What book would you recommend to wake someone up that hasn’t yet?
- Will conservatives succeed in reforming the republican party? If possible, how?
- Paper or plastic?
There you have it.
UPDATE II: 5/11/13 (10:30am) Sometime yesterday evening I got my tweeps back. Yea! Thanks to Twitter and all of the fine folks who helped resolve that ordeal. I never heard why the accounts were suspended though. Strange. However (isn’t there ALWAYS a however?) Steve’s account is still suspended!
Be sure to turn up the heat on Twitter to get
@stevemct released from Twitmo!
UPDATE 5/10/13 (6:23pm)
I’m out of Twitmo, along with
@kshaidle @Moonbattery1 (who I was unaware were in suspended to begin with.) & @GoldwaterGal but we’ve all lost our following/followers lists! I had over 3000 and I kmow the others had to have more due to their popularity.
I’m still petitioning twitter on behalf of @SteveMCT who is still suspended, and trying to get our lists back.
Still haven’t received any info from Twitter as to why or what happened.
The only cool thing is, it’s kinda fun to see the follower list repopulating so quickly. Seems like it took fo-eh-vah to get it where it was the first time.
Thanks again for all of your help and support!
Robo-love to you all. ~ ‘bot
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#FreeMindNumbedRobot is not something I would have ever expected to see trending on the Twitterz, but for a time yesterday, it did. You see, yesterday evening as I sat down for a bite before band rehearsal, I checked my @mnrobot account to find it had been suspended and that I would need to submit a support ticket.
What ever for? What heinous crime had I perpetuated? Which hideous leftist troll had I provoked into lodging a complaint against me?
I still have no clue. I dutifully submitted the support request. Their automated reply service sent a return email stating that if I was suspended for automated or aggressive following behavior that I would have received an email stating such and if I hadn’t that I should send them a reply to the present email to re-open the ticket. Really? The ticket I just opened is AUTOMATICALLY closed unless I send a reply email? – Tedious, but very well. I sent the reply and have yet to receive another communication. *robo-sigh*
Then, with only a few moments to spare before rehearsal time, from my secondary account, @TxConservNews, (You ARE following @TxConservNews, aren’t you?) I made a basic message to some of the #tcot #tlot #vrwc Twitterati:
— Phillip Bruce (@TxConservNews) May 9, 2013
By then, I was out of time for twitter pleading. I had music to attend to. Thus, it was to my great and humbling surprise when, during the course of the evening, I checked my twitter accounts from my schmaht-phone and found an amazing outpouring of support for little old me.
My musician friends (Who drools a lot and hangs out with Musicians? – Drummers! ~ Har!) looked at me with a deer-in-the-headlights stare when I couldn’t help myself and attempted to share how cool it was to see so many come to my defense. Even @Instapundit retweeted a few pleas!
“Twitter? Wut’s that?”
— Robert Stacy McCain (@rsmccain) May 10, 2013
I’ll let you click the link http://t.co/5sc3iuAbXN to find out who is happy I’m in #TwitterGulag. – Priceless.
Another tweet worthy of note was from @MObeso71
— M.O. (@MObeso71) May 10, 2013
Be sure to check the image M.O. included. http://t.co/zJdLB6dfmr – lol
During the evening it also came to light that Twitter has suspended other members of our conservative band of bloggers/twitterati. My #vrwc friend @Stevemct (MotorCityTimes.com) has also been suspended and
@GoldwaterGal is suspended as well. What gives, Twitter?
Another good friend in the #vrwc, Chris Wysocki of Wyblog posted a plea at his new place Pretty Fly for a Jersey Guy #FreeMindNumbedRobot, please help get @mnrobot out of #TwitterGulag. Thanks bro!
I’ll not waste your time sharing every tweet here but please accept my sincere thank you for the show of support. As of this posting, my account is still suspended. If you would like to petition Twitter for my release, I of course would be grateful for any help. I would ask to please keep it clean and un-accusatory. I still do not know the reason for the suspension(s). Please direct your tweets to @twitter @support and in my case you can include the hashtags #FREE@mnrobot
Much Obliged ~ MNR
It’s a sad day in Robot Land.
My blogger friend Carol, who kept us all in good spirits at her blog Amusing Bunni’s Musings has graduated from this earthly realm and gone to meet her savior and redeemer in Heaven, from where she graciously offered to be a guardian angel for her friends. Thank you, Bunni, I can use all the help I can get.
I’m sad at the loss of such a bright light in the world but also relieved that she is no longer in pain.
Opus posted some pictures of the very beautiful Bunni along with links to many other friends’ tributes over at American Perspective. Bunni was beautiful inside and it couldn’t help but show on the outside as well.
God bless and keep you my friend. You will be missed.
Oh, and as if led by the Bunnster herself, I found the pic of the sad robot stuffed toy at the blog Battle Bunny. I think Carol would have liked that. She was a fighter.
My friends, I fully intended to avail you all with another essay filled with wit, wisdom and profundity but alas, I tarried too long in the cranial cobwebs searching for the muse. The wily wordstress evaded me and I emerged without a construct. I hung my tin head in shame and despondency but at the last possible moment, just before I banished myself to the gloomy wilderness to beg the wood elves for a flogging, I caught a glimpse of something shimmering in a small corner of the interwebz. What could the glimmer of light be? I approached with trepidation. I’ve been fooled before, you see, lured by some shaman’s chant or siren’s call.
But not this time. For as I opened the link behind the door of email uncertainty, I found none other than the master himself, although he would never call himself such. I pulled back the curtain and to my delight there he was – Bill Whittle! waiting to share words of encouragement and motivation.
Is it no wonder that I could not find the elusive wench of wisdom? She was attending to Bill all along! And they have produced a masterful piece which is certain to enlighten and entertain! So I have created a portal through which you may view this shiny gem and partake of libertarian goodness.
Drink deep, my friends. Bill has found the grail! If only it would be more than a dream…
And now, a real world update:
It’s time, once again, to dust off my sticks and lay down some grooves for the masses. Yours truly has been yanked out of retirement by a local blues band, so if you’ve been wondering where the old ‘botster has been the last few weeks, I’ve been learning a new set of tunes and polishing up on shuffle beats. The guys I’m hooking up with have all played together for years and I’m really excited to be joining their merry band of musical miscreants. Plus, I’ve been sort-of been missing the stage time since sitting in with a few groups over the last few months so the invitation to join the group as a full member was a welcome chance to fill that void.
I’m sure I’ll have some interesting stories to share with you from the gigs and hopefully some recordings as well.
Rest assured, I have not given up the fight for our Constitution and country but a man has needs, as they say, and this man needs to take out some frustration on a new set of drums.
Oh, did I mention I got a new kit?
Here’s a pic.
I’ve been rehearsing like crazy for my first outing with the band which is tonight and tomorrow at two different local pubs. I haven’t been in a bonafide band for over ten years, so this should be a blast.
Well, I’d better sign off for now. it’s almost time to go load up, hit the road and load in. If you want to play, you’ve first got to play roadie.
More to come. Y’all have a great weekend!
Like many of my fellow Awakened Americans, I was blessed to spend time over the holidays with family and friends, some whom belong to the less informed or ill-informed among us whose only news sources are the alphabet networks or random conversations with know-it-all leftists parroting the daily talking points. These encounters mainly serve to reinforce what I already perceive about our left-leaning opposition but at times shed some light on otherwise unthought-of nuances in the mindset of many leftists who at times exhibit the mental capacity of your common house plant or the occasional bird bath, but perhaps I’m being too harsh with house plants.
The indoctrination from our education system and MSM is apparent in many of their statements and is ever difficult for someone like myself to dismiss without rebuttal, but at a family gathering and having dove headlong into the breach on many such occasions to no avail reminds me that it’s a pointless endeavor. One reason is the inescapable fact that leftists are often unaware of how far to the left their ideological pendulum has swung, if they are aware of their own ideological leanings at all. They live within a brilliant, albeit deceitful, curtain of disillusion the elitists have constructed atop the shaky foundation of feelings and emotion rather than intellect and reason. Having no solid facts on which to base their views, they revert to a sad whirlpool of circular thought and diversionary tactics whenever a verifiable fact is raised.
- You’re a filthy Republican! (Not! I’m a libertarian/conservative!)
- You want my Grandma eating cat food! (Yummm!)
- But, but, but… Bush! (Yea, let’s complain about his spending by tripling it. Lets protest the Patriot Act by expanding it and passing the NDAA. You lose!)
- Hey! Look at the pretty unicorn! (Utopia!)
- Wait! You’re using Bullet Points! We must ban the use of high capacity Bullet Points!!!
And yet, even as they succumb to their feelings when justifying leftist imaginary projected outcomes, they will often cite a politician’s reported “intellect” as the reason for supporting their policies, as if the mere presence of intelligence precludes any malicious intent or illogical conclusions.
- Bill Clinton was a Rhodes Scholar! (Yawn.)
- Obama got a Nobel Prize! (Yawn.)
- I wrote-in Hillary! – (?)
- You’re using more bullet points!!!
This overwhelming need for hero worship, deserved or not is, I think, a confirmation of the analysis posed by Mark Levin in Ameritopia wherein he points to the Statist’s goals of a utopian world constructed for us by the educated elite. It points to a sheepish desire to not be forced to think but to blindly accept what one is allowed to do or possess simply because someone supposedly smarter said it is the right thing to do. After all, they are smarter than we are. They said so!
It is foreign to me that those who blindly follow this philosophy don’t fundamentally understand that such communal thinking is the antithesis of personal freedom. What these people have falsely been taught to believe is that utopian beliefs, aka: Socialism/Statism/Communism, can’t long exist within the same framework as the American Republic’s original form of government. The two ideas cannot be more opposed to each other. One cannot have just a bit of Statism, for Statism, like a cancer, must consume the entire host in order to succeed. And that success does not take into account the individual’s well being, only the well being of the State. Even at the end of such a progression, what does it benefit a State if, in the end it implodes to the detriment of all involved? Such is the proven outcome of any Statist government ever implemented.
And as long as I’m in rant mode…
Another fallacy I love to see ignored by my low (no) information brethren is the idea that the national debt and spending have no effect on our lives. They would love to believe that government budgets have no correlation to the household budget or corporate bank account or government’s manipulation of the value of our currency. Since government can simply print its own money doesn’t mean it is acceptable or ethical to do so. Quite the opposite, yet they continue to do so with little or no regard to what effect that has on your money’s worth, as if monetizing the debt will not lead to uncontrolled inflation or that if left unchecked has a very real chance of crashing the US and eventually the world economy. I’m no economist but even a lowly robot can see the writing on the wall.
Why can’t they?
Why WON’T they?
I’ll tell you why.
Ostrich Syndrome, That’s why.
Because the indoctrinated leftists WANT to believe what they’ve been told is the truth. Because, hey, if those “smart” politicians and policy wonks don’t know what they are doing, then no one can possibly know or understand what to do and we are doomed because, again, the leftist sheeple don’t want to think for their selves. They’ve relinquished all decision making to the elites, remember? They CAN’T think for themselves. The elite have told them NOT to. According to the Statist, they aren’t capable of it.
This is by design.
Here is a quote I found while taking Hillsdale College’s Constitution 201. I think it speaks volumes about today’s situation.
Woodrow Wilson said of the European States in “The Study of Administration” Nov. 1886:
“They sought so to perfect their machinery as to destroy all wearing friction, so to sweeten their methods with consideration for the interests of the governed as to placate all hindering hatred, and so assiduously and opportunely to offer their aid to all classes of undertakings as to render themselves indispensable to the industrious. They did at last give the people constitutions and the franchise; but even after that they obtained leave to continue despotic by becoming paternal. They made themselves too efficient to be dispensed with, too smoothly operative to be noticed, too enlightened to be inconsiderately questioned, too benevolent to be suspected, too powerful to be coped with. All this has required study; and they have closely studied it.”
Paternal Despotism is the current condition of the American experiment.
After a one sided conversation with and subsequent blocking by an old friend, I just had to vent.
To those it may concern,
The fact that we are Facebook “Friends” does not entitle you to post on my wall without discretion. That is doubly true if you decide to post derogatory things about myself or my acquaintances. Nor does it give you license to force me into endless circular “debates” of which you and I know there will never be an end. I know, you have nothing better to do than poke away at your Cheetoes encrusted keyboard and entertain yourself with your own banter but frankly, I can’t be bothered. Spare yourself the time and me the boredom.
What’s he on about?
It’s come to my attention via private message that some of you are discussing my apparent irreconcilable sadness of being, my malaise of discontent, that I’m surely circling life’s drain ala some giant Pirates of the Caribbean maelstrom while praying for the Kraken to end my misery as evidenced by the fact I’ve de-friended some and been de-friended by others. Trust me. Such is not the case. In fact, my life has been quite clearer of purpose and much less hectic now that I don’t feel the need to argue endless leftist talking points with people who choose not to place even a modicum of value in the US Constitution or consider it to be some living document ready and willing to be transformed to fit the leftist mold. Such folks do not deserve my attention except to keep watch on their evil agenda masquerading as social justice or wealth redistribution or free contraception or government health care or gun registration and confiscation. Simply put: I won’t play well with Communists, even if you’re in denial about that definition.
I am flattered, however, that some of those folks feel the need to discuss my apparent break from the fold. If I in fact have gone off your particular reservation, perhaps the point you should take from it is that I probably never belonged on that piece of land in the first place, or I possibly have had a change of heart about the way I look at the world in general and as such, now refuse to associate with those whose views are diametrically opposed to mine and I consider to be of ultimate detriment to the country and civil society. Or perhaps your version of a discussion is to lob smarmy remarks over the wall while hiding from the fray behind the coattails of another; a trait I find to be tediously childlike at best and disrespectfully dishonest at worst. I also find it interesting some folks find it necessary to come to the defense of said de-friended ass wipes without first asking for my side. After all, didn’t WE used to be friends? You can’t pick up the phone? My number hasn’t changed. Same old double standard is all I see. The rules can change in an instant because you make them up as you see fit. Well guess what, I quit playing your game. Sorry if you don’t like it. Just because we were once friends doesn’t force us to always be friends. In fact, it would do me and others a disservice if I continue to give a forum to those I adamantly disagree and especially those who choose to post false accusations on my wall or play cheerleader for those who do. And guess what, YOU wouldn’t either.
I’ve just about had it with Facebook trolls and bulletin board debates anyway. Either you’ve chosen a side by this point or you haven’t. Those in the latter are much more deserving of my time than the former and I can spot a pretender a mile away.
Welcome to your obligatory End of the World celebration post.
It’s time to look back in wonderment and hysteria at the past millennia and find something to celebrate. So without further adieu, let’s get started.
Top Ten Things to Mourn Losing due to the End of the World.
In no particular order:
10. Weapons of Mass Destruction – Cause y’know, we never got to really use them to destroy the world.
9. LOL Kats – No list is complete without LOL Kats. And Bunni.
8. Deja-Vu – Cause there’s nothing like that feeling that I dreamt this world has ended before.
7. Bar-b-Que – Need I say more? I mean, BAR-B-QUE! Right?! Yuuumm!
6. Nostradamus – I’m going to miss speculating about End of the World scenarios.
5. Statism/Socialism/Communism – Because I will miss the opportunity to see it fail miserably in America and see liberty vindicated once and for all.
4. Slow Dancing – Really, you don’t need this explanation, do you?
3. Random Roadside Cavity Searches – What’s not to miss?
2. Breast Implants. – No 2 for a reason. I could just end the list right here but then we wouldn’t get to number one and a countdown isn’t complete without the one, is it? Hey, wait. If we don’t get to one, the world can’t end! Yea!!! But then the list is for naught, so I’m caught in a catch 12/21/12, aren’t I?
Oh well, so be it. Blame it on me for starting the final countdown on an obscure website read by as many as four people, some of whom have multiple personalities and count themselves as three.
But you didn’t read that. Let’s just keep it amongst ourselves, shall we?
Now, where were we?
Oh yea. A Top Ten List.
And the thing we will mourn the most as the world comes to and end is:
1. Beer! – We can’t watch the End of the World without a frosty adult beverage now, can we? Of Course Not!!!
Here’s a little EotW music to serenade our goodbye.
A toast to you, my friends.
See you on the flip side.