No, I’m not talking about Obama’s recent first timer political campaign ad or his inappropriate remarks about oral sex with Michelle. *shudder* My complaint with the president is due to his disrespect of his office in a larger sense: He is being just as flippant with regard to America’s security as he is with his sexual comments.
Is the Obama administration, by turning a blind eye, encouraging members of the government and military to engage in sexual activity that inherently threaten national security?
Even though the recent Petraeus scandal is an obvious smoke screen meant to distract from the attacks and murders of our personnel in Benghazi and thee subsequent cover-up, the fact that high ranking officials would allow themselves to be compromised by participating in questionable extracurricular activities points to a larger problem with dangerous national security implications.
In wake of the Secret Service Colombian prostitution scandal last April, a report on the events cited advance White House personnel were involved. It was further uncovered that a pattern of solicitation of prostitutes had developed over the preceding years.
In addition, recent reports accuse some Department of Defense personnel of accessing porn sites from government computers putting secret government data at high risk of hacking.
Bloomberg quotes a cybersecurity expert saying the Missile Defense Agency’s use of porn is concerning because “many pornographic websites are infected and criminals and foreign intelligence services such as Russia’s use them to gain access and harvest data.”
The only possible response is: Duh.
There is a national crisis of federal employees engaged in the child porn industry and a related epidemic at the state level. I’ve documented two states, Vermont and Maine, that appear to be running state protected child trafficking rings with evidence of cops, judges, lawyers, clergy and government employees covering for each other. This kind of racketeering creates powerful, and extremely profitable, pedophile rings.
Barack Hussein Obama’s statement that America is no longer a Christian nation may be a Freudian Slip pointing to his own wishful thinking – a clue to his hope that there is no Christian God and thus, no judgement. Or it may be another attempt to discourage the America people from believing in such a God, which would further encourage an amoral society and degenerate our country. Either way, his blatant disregard for our national security is of grave concern for the soul of our nation.
It is up to us to keep these issues front and center in hopes members of congress like Darrell Issa will uncover the truth in these matters and bring those responsible to justice.
In keeping up the high standards of Rule 5 here at the Robot, and to augment what some other fine bloggers have already offered this week in the hotness category, such as EoP, TCL, Rebel 5, Theo Spark, WyBlog and POWIP plus a new find, Hell on Earth, and also to double down on my bid to be included in The Other McCain’s weekly Rule 5 Roundup, I’ve decided to continue my obsession -er- infatuation with all things Eva Mendes. Here are a few choice photos of the lovely lady for our enjoyment.
As usual, most of these embiggen with the clickin’. Some are ridiculously huge. You’re welcome.
What with some loon on Huffpo conjuring up the mental imagery capable of scarring the minds of millions by offering a bounty for a Glenn Beck sex tape, I thought a little mind bleach in order, so I’ve spared no expense and a couple of minutes to scour the interbebz for this gem of a memory washer.
The Eva Mendes Sex Tape!
Yes! And it is everything you had hoped for, except what you really wanted. Great stuff anyway.
For more Rule 5 hotness, check out Bob’s Rule 5 roundup.
Last Saturday, Iran was allowed to begin inserting fuel rods into their nuclear reactor without so much as a whimper from the international community. World leaders heaved a collective *sigh* and continued their golf games, vacations and parlor parties while the citizens of the world, the sane ones anyway, were forced yet again to wonder on the competence and/or contrivance of said “leaders.”
Ever wonder what would have happened if Kennedy hadn’t called Khrushchev’s bluff? We’re about to find out.
Just one day (1) uno, one singular day after the fueling announcement comes news of a new Iranian ambassador.
Really? What’s his name?
The Ambassador of Death.
Nice. Gotta hand it to those mullahs, they sure know how to name a weapon.
Hey, I’ve got a better idea. How about something more appropriate? (Warning: tell the children to leave the room.)
How about we call it the “Dildo of Doom?” It would go along with the douche-nozzle who’s running the country over there. Sorry to be so graphic. I’ll revise the name to shall we say, “Marital Aid of Mass Destruction?” Nah, just doesn’t have the same ring of truth.
OK, one more: “Suppository of Subjugation.”
Feel free to add your own suggestions in the comments.
It is also interesting to note that Wired.com is questioning the Ambassador’s size, wondering aloud if Iran is claiming it’s ambassador to be more “endowed” than it really is.
“Is that a WMD in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
Each day that passes without taking out Iran’s threat of nuclear armaments is another day closer to World War Three. I’m hoping against hope that a special forces or some other clandestine outfit is making plans to sabotage their facilities.
There is a glimmer of hope though. An unattributed editorial in the Washington Times reports that
… There are unconfirmed reports that Reza Baruni, the mastermind of Iran’s drone program, was assassinated earlier this month when his heavily guarded villa in southern Iran was bombed. On the same day, three unarmed drone aircraft reportedly crashed into the containment dome of the Bushehr reactor…
Still, I’d like to see more than unattributed reports claiming unconfirmed actions of unarmed aircraft causing unknown results.
It’s all a bit… unsettling.
Previously: Should Israel Bomb Iran?
Happy Blog Day to â€˜Botâ€¦
Happy Blog Day you drun-ken auto-ma-ton…
Happy Blog Day to â€˜Bot.
Thank you, thank you. You shouldn’t have. Really.
Well, if you insist.
There once was a somewhat shy *cough* never outspoken *hack* designer/drummer *blech* who could no longer withhold his views from the world, or at least the few people outside his circle of friends who might listen to those opinions. He felt compelled to begin an online journal to hopefully spare some of his close friends from the verbal outrage at what was happening in America. Once started on that journal, it soon became a journey, to where no-one knows, but for now has been a source of developing friendships and personal edification that he will never forget or regret.
I, being he, have met some fine patriotic people online in the blogging community and have come in contact through their writings with many more whom I probably will never have the opportunity to meet. That is no fault of any one, itâ€™s just an observance that the number of conservative bloggers is growing. This is a good thing. I love it.
Unlike Stacy McCain, of The Other McCain, I have no aspirations of taking over the entire blogosphere, though I certainly donâ€™t hold it against him that he wishes to do so. More power to you Stacy. I simply want to add my voice to the many who are crying out that our government has been transformed from its original purpose and was/is being further transformed in an exponentially quicker pace into the monster our Founders warned us against. That fight still remains. To what end is a matter on which I pray daily. Can I get an Amen?
Iâ€™m happy you have all accepted my quirky, jerky, rambling attempts at humor and hopefully motivational or educational essays and rants. You really know how to make an abby-normal guy feel welcome. As Carol of No Sheeples Here likes to say, Iâ€™m proud to be standing guard over liberty with all of you.
Thinking on how to commemorate the first anniversary of my online life, I thought I might trace back and find a few highlights to share with you. A sort of naked baby pictures type of thing, except without the baby, or the naked.
OK, some will be babes, and some will be nearly naked.
Looking at the stat counter at the old site, I see the most popular post was a video found at iOwnTheWorld that is still the funniest takeoff of Babes in Toyland Iâ€™ve ever seen. iOwnTheWorld also gave the Robot a huge present on Christmas Day by linking their entire graphic to the Robot. I know they didn’t have to do that and was nearly glued to the site meter Christmas Day watching the hits come in. What a freaking nerd I am.
Speaking of babes, coming in a close second was a post titled Christina Hendricks vs Adriana Lima vs Megan Fox, which, now that I’ve linked it again here, all you babe watchers will hit it some more and possibly bump it past the other post. Sex does sell. I’ve learned this fact from Stacy McCain’s post on How to Get a Million Hits on Your Blog in Less Than a Year. Yes, folks, Rule 5 is alive and well at Mind-Numbed Robot, and is sitting on the porch, drinking a beer, watching the babes go by thankyouverymuch.
The third most popular post from the other site was a quickie from an email which happened to include some more hotness. It was picked up by The Dailey Gator and Bob Belvedere and was entitled License For Your House Included in Cap and Tax!
If I had to pick, the one post from the old site that gave me the most satisfaction was Reclaiming the American Spirit which was picked up and quoted from again by Bob, along with dozens of other bloggers who were shouting against the tyranny taking place in the form of Health Care Reform. I remember the pride I felt being included in the company of those proud patriots, knowing in my heart the love of freedom we all feel and the anger and desperation we all had at that very moment. I know we still do, but this is a happy day, right? RIGHT!?
The fourth most popular post from the old site was a few nice ladies holding flags. What could be so menacing? I felt like it was linked by damn near the entire blogiverse, including The Troglopundit, Obi’s Sister, The Daley Gator, The Other McCain, Fishersville Mike and American Power.
Almost everywhere that is, except Instapundit, as Lance noted in one of the more backhandedly selfish comments I’ve seen at the Robot:
Could somebody get this guy an Instalance, please? I could use the instaseconds.
Ha! That Troglopundit. What a card. Always hitching a ride on someone else’s train. But who am I to judge? It seems to be working for him. Maybe one day I’ll have the opportunity to buy my favorite unfrozen caveman a beer.
The Robot moved to the new digs on April 26 this year. Four months ago. The old site had 9,400 unique visits according to Sitemeter at the time. I have no idea if that’s good, bad or what in the big scheme of things. Since the move the traffic has tripled and I have no doubt that it’s due to the help from my friends at The Resistance: Steve, Matt, Mike, Doug, Chris and the ever campaigning Russ. Not to mention my fellow Gulf Coast neighbors Jeffrey and Red. Thank you guys for the links and encouragement.
The top four posts on the new site so far are:
- Daisy Fuentes Pictures Day- for obvious reasons.
- Rule 5 Saturday â€“ Julia Stiles – see above.
- Someone Said This Was Funny- someone on Stumbleupon loves this pic. Someone else on Stumbleupon hates this pic. I tell you what, Bub, I hate it too, but not because its defaming your favorite President.
- Dennis Prager Q & A At University of Denver- a great lesson. The great lesson? Certainly one of them.
My personal favorite posts from the past four months were the Robo-Love Experiments #1, #2 & #3. Of the 3 I like the third the best. They were a lot of fun and a challenge at the same time, even if, as Belvedere says, I need help with my naming conventions.
I’m over a thousand words now in what was going to be a quick “thank you for your support” post, and I’m sure I missed a bunch of folks who need a good thanking, including the frequent commenters likeÂ Bunni, Opie and Georges.
If I missed you, please feel free to cajole your spouse, significant other or some bum on the street to give you a solid thanking for me, right smack on the backside, where you’ll remember it.
Thanks again for visiting the Robot. It’s been a memorable first year. I’m proud to be among you who will stand up and say No More!
Tomorrow it’s back to the trenches for me. In the mean time, show some Robo-Love and BUY A FREAKIN’ T-SHIRT!
Or, as Stacy and Smitty like to say, HIT THE TIP JAR!
Cheers! ~ ‘Bot
I’ve added Chris’s strip featuring the ‘bot and while I’m here I wanted to mention a few other bloggers who have helped your humble host maintain his sanity while we watch with horror and still struggle against the Dem-olition of our country.
Oh, and look what Bob gave me, gee, just what I always wanted. Kari Byron portraying Freddie Kruger.
Thanks Bob. I’ll cherish her as long as I live, which may not be long. This is like owning a toy that can’t be toyed with. Something tells me your female offspring are to be feared, my friend.
The symbolism here is too deep for my circuitry. I feel a few transistors going into overload.
Must. Stop. Staring. At. Kari.
OK, enough update. My boss is coming. Shhhh. Kari, watch out with those pointy things already! Shh!
Take this one for example. Carol of No Sheeples Here, sent in a cartoon I’m sure she thought was funny.
I refuse to laugh at this. No matter how hilariously funny it is funny you think it is.
No matter how distraught the woman looks at being deprived of her Robo-Love.
W H A T ! ?
If I were she, I’d be on the phone to the repair shop post haste. No time to waste!
And doesn’t the poor robot in this portrait have that “deer in the headlights” look? Like, “This has never happened before. I promise.”
Is there Viagra in C3P0’s future? Only George Lucas, Isaac Asimov or Phillip K. Dick know for sure.
NASA surely doesn’t. It’s got sand in it’s gears at the moment.
Does bring to mind some old James Brown though…