The White House is starting to take flak from the public and some members of congress over its refusal to halt flights from West African nations currently in the throes of the Ebola outbreak. It’s interesting to read all of the contortions and gyrations that this administration will go through to protect whatever the hell it’s trying to protect from the travel ban; it certainly doesn’t appear that they’re too concerned about the general population of the U.S. Maybe it’s an esteem issue; certainly don’t want to “stigmatize” those folks in Liberia. If we banned travel from Liberia, we’d be horrible people; haters, no better than, oh, say Columbia, St. Lucia, South Africa, Jamaica and Guyana. Or maybe any of the thirty other nations that have imposed such a hateful ban. Question? What do they know that we don’t? Are they just panicking or do they hate the president because he’s black?

Ineffective; they'll just swim to shore....

Ineffective; they’ll just swim to shore….

Is the call for a ban really as irrational as the administration and its cadre of supporters want us all to believe? The current line of reasoning is that a ban would drive these folks underground, that they’d find other ways to get out of the affected areas undetected. That line of reasoning doesn’t really hold water in light of the fact that Thomas Eric Duncan lied his way onto American soil; we may never know how successful he would have been trying to cross the border from Liberia into the surrounding countries that have now secured their borders, a phrase quite unfamiliar in this country.

For me, it’s simple math. The number they bandy about is 150 people a day come to the U.S. from anyone of the hot zones in West Africa. Sounds simple right? Surely we can’t go apoplectic over 150 people a day. However, that doesn’t tell me how many flights per day, how many planes, how many passengers they may have spent ten hours mingling with. An Airbus can hold well over 300 people, about the same for a Boeing 777. Put those 150 on one plane and you’ve got another 150 people exposed. Distribute the 150 by 50 per plane and you get 3 planes with 250 available airborne petri-dishes per plane just pouring through the gates of Kennedy or any other major international airport. Where, of course, they come into contact with any number of TSA agents, attendants, food service workers and the general travelling public. Hey no issues there. Remember, it’s only 150 people a day.

The president, the congress and the CDC all have a constitutional and a moral obligation to protect the citizens of the United States. Why this fact is lost on them is anyone’s guess. Bigger question is why any of these idiots are still in office. The CDC can’t get their collective thumbs out of their asses long enough to provide clear directions to health care workers but it makes sense to send our troops and the national guard to ground zero? And the fawning press is making sure that anyone who rings the alarm bell is ridiculed and belittled; it’s fear mongering. This from a press that supports an administration that would never let a good crisis go to waste.

Frontier Airlines is now trying to locate up to 800 people who may have had contact with the Dallas nurse who contracted the virus from Duncan. Another worker from the same hospital who handed samples from Duncan is currently quarantined off the coast of Belize with her fellow Carnival cruise passengers. Does anyone know how many people are currently on that ship? Better than 2,000 one would think.

Any attempt at logic here is futile. We don’t allow school children to attend classes in our little podunk town without proof of inoculations; they can’t come back to school if they have been sick; a minimum of 24 hours fever-free is the guideline. No one is suggesting that these policies are draconian or fear mongering. Are we just hysterical for wanting to protect ourselves from the common cold or flu?

No, we’re actually quite reasonable. And doing what common sense, non-politicized, rational common senses suggests. The kind of common sense that Belize is employing. Reflect for a moment on their government’s statement regarding the quarantine of the Cruise ship just off its coastline;

“We remain in close contact with U.S. officials … we have maintained the position that when even the smallest doubt remains, we will ensure the health and safety of the Belizean people.”

That’s how it’s done folks. No whimpering. No excuses. No apologies. The government of Belize is ensuring the health and safety of its citizens; sensitivities of West Africa be damned. And us? We’re assuming that if we take the harshest of measures, that most punitive step of banning air travel, well then these folks might just find another way to enter the country anyway. One would assume by taking the “unaccompanied minor express” that rolls through most of Latin America with its final destination of anywhere USA.

I don’t care what your political leanings are at this point; Ebola doesn’t register as an “R” or a “D.” Epidemics don’t start with thousands, they start with a few. Maybe as few as one on a cruise ship or one of 150 on a daily excursion into the land of the free.

Are the administration’s excuses the real hysteria? The world used to look to the U.S. for leadership in a time of crisis; what a shame that the world must now turn to a small country on the eastern edge of the Yucatan peninsula to see what true leadership looks like.

Poor little Johnny. Johnny gets up every morning and tosses aside his superman bed sheets and races down to breakfast in his batman P.J.’s. His mom says “good morning my little man” as she pours his morning fuel from his favorite box of Wheaties, the one with Kyle Bush on the cover. Johnny loves racing; the walls of his room are plastered with posters of cars; hot wheels and matchboxes litter the floor. The only thing little Johnny loves more than racing is wrestling with the other little boys in the neighborhood. Or maybe playing soldier in the woods or hanging upside down on the monkey bars at recess. Or quite possibly, catching frogs at the pond so he can gross out his sister and her annoying friends. Yup, at nine years old, little Johnny loves all things about being a little boy, except grandma’s sloppy kisses. He doesn’t know it, but he is deluded into thinking he’s a well-adjusted little boy; and that must change. Little Johnny needs to be a bit more introspective about his sexuality, even though his interest in the opposite sex, at least the only other one he’s vaguely aware of, focuses squarely on cooties and making sure he doesn’t accidently grab his sister’s horrible pink book bag on the way out the door in the morning.

What if we wanted to be a hippo instead?

What if we wanted to be a hippo instead?

Today, Johnny becomes a purple penguin. Not by choice mind you. Johnny doesn’t realize it, but he’s afflicted. His parents weren’t aware of it either; the local news station had the courtesy to let them know. No, from now on, the local school board and the all-caring liberal establishment has decided that their little boy, mom’s “little man” is suffering from a false sense of security and an over-inflated sexual identity. How horrible at his age never to have questioned his gender. It’s high time he started doubting his falsely “normative” socially imposed gender identity, and fast. Every time he goes to school in his Ked’s and wranglers, he oozes hate and subtle bigotry that affects the lives of others who aren’t so infected with his brand of selfish, socially-constructed gender identity which he clings to rabidly, even if subconsciously. It probably stems from early childhood rearing; likely an over-bearing mother, potty training him to stand in front of the toilet, targeting the cheerios she dropped into the bowl in order for him to perfect the aim of his weapon of confusion. There are no cheerios at school; he can’t impose his bathroom proclivities on others who may wish to hike up their little boy skirts and squat daintily over the bowl. Of course, they wouldn’t feel comfortable next to the “excluding” little neanderthal; no, they’d rather squat next to his sister, someone who may be suffering her own delusions of well-adjustment. She too needs to be monitored, lest she decides to become the dreaded housewife or heaven forbid, develop a raging crush on any other of the mud-covered cretins who haven’t the decency to question their own sexual identity. That’s how it spreads, you know; this infirmity of normalcy. Seemingly well-adjusted children, hanging onto the outdated genetically insignificant drives that force them to sprout breasts or facial hair, leading them to be confused about how different they are from other children who refer to themselves by other grammatical articles. She, he, her, him, boy, girl. These are the symptoms of the affliction that can only be eradicated if we catch it at an early stage in their lives, well before they are infected by their parents, their friends, older siblings or even their own bodies. We can’t allow these children to feel secure in their gender if others aren’t. We must make sure we separate them from their false sense of securities of little boy, little girl.

Little Johnny needs an advocacy group; he needs his own bathroom. He needs to be appreciated, celebrated for who he feels he is at any given moment and if he feels no need to surgically remove his non-offending appendages, who are we to judge him? He is after all, a purple penguin; part of the group, regardless of the fact that he’s a purple penguin who strongly identifies with the gender of his birth chromosomes. Underneath it all, we are all just purple penguins. We must all make accommodations for his affliction as if it were our own. As everyone knows, the best way to gain total inclusiveness is to celebrate our differences loudly, force everyone to recognize and accept them, live with them, accommodate them; if not by force of law then by force of shame and ridicule. That’s how we gain true acceptance. Grudgingly. One colored animal at a time.

Now, what shall we do with the orange orangutans?

Victims, victims, everywhere. At one time in the dark period before liberal enlightenment, we used to think that the person on the business end of the pistol was the victim. But of course, that’s because, as our liberal friends have shown us over the last thirty years or so, we were some type of “phobe” or suffer from our own evil “ism” or another, both instances blinding us to the fact that we’ve oppressed, abused, cheated, hated and god-forbid, stigmatized those poor unfortunates who couldn’t really control their behaviors and just had no choice but to stick the barrel of their dysfunctions underneath our hateful noses to liberate us from our Nikes and Iphones. How hateful of us to try and marginalize them to the edges of a civil society. But “hate the sin, love the sinner” is no longer good enough. No, now it’s love the sinner and accept the sin as the new normal, lest we offend.

Tell me Ms. Kaplan, which of the 50% is he?...

Tell me Ms. Kaplan, which of the 50% is he?…

There are few stigmas left in society today; you know, stigma, the extreme disapproval of a person or group of persons associated with some characteristic or behavior that the greater society deems is outside of cultural norms. Of course, that would mean that society is being judgmental here; who gets to decide what act or what persons should be stigmatized? What the hell is a cultural norm anyway? And we certainly cannot let society at large make those distinctions anymore; because that of course, produces victims. Maybe we need to let assistant law professors from Rutgers and the ACLU decide for us what acts we need to be repulsed by, whether it makes our skin crawl or not.

Margo Kaplan, of Rutgers wants to be the voice of reason and societal conscience for you. Her op-ed in the New York Times gives a clear and succinct defense of removing outdated concepts such as stigma and societal norms, pointing the crooked finger of blame at a society for the hardships endured by those afflicted with pedophilia. Yes, the new victim class for the left is going to be pedophiles. Bet you never saw that one coming did you?

Although she’ll never admit it openly, Ol’ Margo and her buds at the ACLU would love to continue to move the boundaries of acceptable behavior by pushing the “disenfranchised class” model, that of gaining victimhood status which has worked so well on a genuinely compassionate society. Compassionate or cowardly, I can’t really tell; maybe it’ll be clearer in a few years as the slow progression towards normalizing yet another deviancy marches on, with the general public cowed by charges of “you hate this person” or “you’re bigoted” or probably coming soon, “you’re a Pedo-phobe.”

I’ve read her piece several times and still walk away shaking my head in a “WTF” moment. I had to finally put it down, get a lousy cup of coffee and stew over it for the afternoon. And of course, it just pissed me off more; the hater in me I guess.

Ms. Kaplan wants you to know that “pedophilia is a status and not an act.” Yup, okay. And because it’s a status, people are being discriminated against and live in great fear and trepidation because of that “status.” She’s not talking about child molestation here; she takes great pains to let everyone know that “one can live with pedophilia and not act on it.” Hence, status, as in, “Hi, I’m a non-practicing pedophile.” Love me please. Hold me close; I’m a victim, you see.

Of course, she wants you to know that pedophilia is not a choice. Again, another idiot with a Ph.D. in “friggin’ obvious.” I’m not sure if anyone ever said it was. Choice or no, it’s still pretty damaging to those it’s practiced upon, you know, those with the real “status” of victim. But it’s not about the children; it’s about those who fear loss of their jobs, harassment, and even violence, all because they want to claim their “status.” Whatever the hell that means. Are they standing up in town hall meetings, letting everyone know that they’re the local non-practicing pedophile? Or are people actively searching them out, looking for the pedophile in their midst, whether he has molested or not?

Just exactly what argument is she trying to make if not to normalize the “act”? It looks on the surface like she’s very concerned, wants to be a spokesman and an advocate for the truly afflicted. How sweet. However, it actually comes down to only one line in the whole piece;

“And yet, when it comes to public policies that might help people with pedophilia to come forward and seek treatment before they offend, the law omits pedophilia from protection.”

Another protected class. Another opportunity to define pernicious laws based on imagined rights of possibly less than one percent of the male population who may or may not be suffering for not acting out on their impulses or changing their “status”.

It’s telling that Ms. Kaplan talks about protections not afforded to pedophiles under The Americans With Disabilities Act of 1990 and Section 504 of the Rehabilitation Act of 1973 and notes in brief passing the DSMMD definition of pedophilia. Ask yourself; which does she find the most reprehensible? Obviously both. Why else would she state;

“The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders defines pedophilia as an intense and recurrent sexual interest in prepubescent children, and a disorder if it causes a person “marked distress or interpersonal difficulty” or if the person acts on his interests. Yet our laws ignore pedophilia until after the commission of a sexual offense, emphasizing punishment, not prevention.”

Simple. She disagrees with the definition. The DSMMD has that horrid phrase, “recurrent sexual interest in prepubescent children.” Sounds too clinical, unsympathetic; even damning. Of course, it’s not really about sexual attraction at all, as she lets us know farther in the piece;

“In fact, research shows, about half of all child molesters are not sexually attracted to their victims.”

Interesting isn’t it, that those she champions are suffering from “intense and recurrent sexual interest in prepubescent children” but when it comes to actually acting out, changing their “status” or as we like to call it, “molesting children,” only half of all molesters are actually looking for sex? Question; what the hell difference does it make to the child or society at large for that matter? Does she wish to protect those who do molest or those who don’t? Because if she wants to protect those who don’t molest, then she needs to come to grips with the fact that fifty percent of child molesters, by her reasoning, were pedophiles who just happened to change their status. Maybe she’s happy saying that only half of all child molesters are pedophiles, but in my book, anyone who molests a child is a pedophile, whether it meets her twisted definitions or not.

Of course, once you change the mindset of the public at large and make these individuals a little less scary, a little more acceptable and sympathetic, your next step is to change the DSMMD so they can fit nicely on the accepted sliding scale of normal sexual behavior. We’ve seen this before actually. I have previously written about B4U-ACT, a group who is working to pressure the APA to change the DSMMD classification of pedophilia from abnormal. They too are looking to make pedophiles much more sympathetic, conferring victim status and trying to remove the “stigma” of pedophilia. This is the group that classifies pedophiles as “minor attracted persons;” “minor attracted person” just happens to be their status.

Like B4U-ACT, Ms. Kalplan is only interested in changing the definition of what is considered a deviant behavior and wants to shape public opinion in order to build another class of victims that she can then protect with spurious legislation. Why must they be protected if they are not acting out, or changing their “status?” Is there a rash of people being fired for their “status?” Not yet, but wait; there will be soon.

How long will it be before some “victim” sues in court over the loss of a job because he blurted out in the company cafeteria that he’s a non-practicing pedophile? Hey, you can’t fire someone with the new “status.” And just how do we deal with these people? If stigma no longer keeps them in the closet, what do we do with our currently normal repulsion to a guy who tells us he likes to diddle with little kids? Did it ever occur to Ms. Kaplan that stigma is much more effective towards them maintaining their status than whatever “prevention” measures she is claiming are inhibited by current law? Maybe she needs to look at John Burbine; John was a practicing pedophile and hey, he still had the wherewithal to run a freakin’ daycare. Makes one wonder what it was that made John flip his “status.” Now let’s see, was he molesting because he was one of the fifty percent that is sexually attracted to his victims or was he not sexually attracted to them? Ms. Kaplan, a little help here; tell me what the difference is.

After all, Ms. Kaplan tells us that both the ADA and the Rehabilitation act contain exemptions for people are not qualified for the job, or may pose a direct threat to and safety of others; the out that keeps us from being forced to hire them as baby sitters if they decide to announce their “status.” So she needs to change the attitudes of the public at large before she ever can hope to change the law in favor of the new victim class.

Maybe what she needs to tell us is what made Mr. Burbine suddenly switch his “status” and why the current law, if it’s so oppressive and discriminatory, was inadequate in keeping all those children from yet another of the left’s protected species of vermin.

Stigma indeed.

Did common sense finally prevail? No, it didn’t. The NFL finally made the decision to suspend world renowned, undefeated, “gender-mixed-elevator-cage match” champ Ray Rice only after the recent video of him taking out his latest opponent surfaced. With all the bad press surrounding their original decision to suspend the champ for only two games, they couldn’t afford to stumble again. Indefinite suspension. Hey, they finally got it right. Pure genius. In light of what both videos show and their original response, someone else needs to be sent packing. Someone in the hierarchy of the NFL. And I’m not talking about some PR flak or an un-named staffer. Maybe someone in a position of authority with shit for brains. How about good old Roger Goodell?

How does her father feel? How does his father feel? What will his children feel?

How does her father feel? How does his father feel? What will his children feel?

I don’t know about you Roger, but when I saw the first video, you know, the one where this 220 pound seething bag of steroid filled rage drags an unconscious female by the shoulders across the elevator floor into the hotel corridor, my mind went immediately to “hey the sonofabitch knocked her out.” Gee Rog’, couldn’t make that leap by yourself? Let’s see, they get in together and then magically, he’s dragging her limp body out like a bag of yesterday’s dirty practice uniforms. Well, we gotta protect the franchise at all cost. Can’t have that, let’s suspend this wife-beater for two games. The good name of the NFL remains intact. Which is probably more than we can say for Janay Palmer’s dental work.

So exactly what did you suspend him for? Dragging his unconscious wife across the floor in public? Was that the stain on the NFL you were trying to wash way? Or were you afraid of the players’ union, who probably would have defended him to the end even if he was spattered with her blood?

Not buying the fact that you or the league hadn’t seen the full video either. The league has teams of investigators, many ex-FBI agents, and you mean to tell me no one, not one person looking into what happened here thought to ask the casino for any video inside the elevator? Or did they even care to know how Mrs. Rice just happened to become prone? When it didn’t come out (or was suppressed?) the NFL had a manageable affair on their hands. A little suspension, some league funded counseling for the criminal and his speed-bag wife, and we’re all set for the season. This is a league that has between ten and twenty cameras at every game and spends countless agonizing minutes under the review hood to determine if some arcane undecipherable infraction has occurred and it never dawned on anyone that there might be a reason why this woman was lights out as her brute of a husband dragged her face across the floor? And hey, maybe just maybe, if there was one camera angle, there might be another? Lying bastards.

Almost as sickening (almost, but never quite to par) as a man beating a woman a hundred pounds lighter than he, is the piling on by all the righteous, virtuous idiots currently espousing how disgusted they too are over his actions. Well, at least now that the true brutality of his nature is on full display. Easy to condemn him now isn’t it, you spineless cowards? Where was your indignation when the first video came out? Were you too, like Goodell, thinking at that time that gee, that’s tough, but he got two games and now we can move on? Nothing to see here folks, move along. Didn’t quite play out that way and now we find ourselves treated to talking heads, players, coaches and NFL officials horrified over a video that clearly shows what they all knew dammed well happened in that elevator in the first place, each one of them a feckless Captain Renault; “I’m shocked, shocked to find that gambling is going on in here!”

Football is a violet sport, played by men with violet tendencies; many juiced up beyond their limited capacities to make good decisions. So be it. I can take the sport or leave it. But we continue to wonder what the hell is wrong with society as we make excuses for the behavior of miscreants like this. Go Team! We’re the “hear no evil, see no evil” society now. We all knew he punched her lights out and we were fine with his suspension. (The colloquial we.) Hey we were even fine with the Ravens trying to resurrect Rice’s image by tweeting a comment from their press conference in May implicating Janay in her own beating: “Janay Rice says she deeply regrets the role that she played the night of the incident.”

It’s up to the fans and the owners. Start picking side folks. You can continue to buy the jerseys of your favorite felon, pay over a hundred dollars to get a good seat close enough to look into the eyes of criminals or you can demand better. Will the owners demand more from the league? Will the league demand more from itself? Will the union continue to protect these hero-villains at all costs? Will you sit there, a willing fan, apologist or co-conspirator?

Give CNN the Pulitzer price for obvious; they posted an article today indicating that Americans’ trust in their government is at an all-time low. Imagine that. By imagine that, I mean, “imagine that the fawning sycophants in the liberal press even bothered to report it.”

Of course, they just couldn’t report the numbers without some little point of reference; that Americans haven’t really trusted their government since Watergate. You know, Nixon and all that. Geez, I thought we stopped trusting our government because of George Bush. Or maybe some you-tube video. At this point, what difference does it make?

I am not a crook. Period.

I am not a crook. Period.

Apparently, according to the poll, “Just 13% of Americans say the government can be trusted to do what is right always or most of the time, with just over three-quarters saying only some of the time and one in 10 saying they never trust the government.” All this against the backdrop of the anniversary of the Watergate scandal. Scandal. Remember that word.

Of course, CNN goes on to parse the poll data several different ways, their ultimate goal a little unclear. The larger point they seem to want to make is that those who lived through Watergate believe that Watergate was a very serious scandal. In fact, they state “Fifty-one percent of those questioned say Watergate was a very serious matter because it revealed corruption in the Nixon administration, with 46% saying it was just politics – the kind of thing both parties engage in. The 51% is unchanged from 14 years ago, when CNN last asked the question.

Of course, they note that there is a big generational divide, with a majority of those over forty believing that Watergate was very serious while a majority of those under forty believe it’s just politics. Interesting. Now why would those under forty believe that anything as serious as a president involved in a cover-up of a petty crime is nothing more than politics? Simple. The press that brought down the republican they hated the most at the time made sure that we all knew just how serious it was. In fact, I remember sitting on the couch with my ever-loving father, a die-hard Nixon fan, on the day old Tricky Dick hopped aboard Marine One for his final exit from the grounds of the White House. All my father could say was “good riddance, the lying bastard.” That press no longer exists. Those under forty are inundated with infotainment and propaganda, often times very hard to distinguish.

Fast forward to lying under oath, committing perjury. The press instructed us that the most beloved, first black president was being railroaded over nothing but a sex scandal. It’s only about sex. Everyone lies about sex. Except of course, if you’re not the first black president and maybe just a young black resident of Chicago accused of taking advantage of a young intern, well that’s different. Then it’s not about sex, it’s about rape and or sexual harassment and maybe with time off for good behavior, you get out in ten to fifteen years. It all depends on what the meaning of the word “is” is. And of course, it helps if the first lady of the first black president was on the legal team against Nixon, well then of course, Watergate was far more serious. Serious enough for her to lie in her duties and be removed from her position.

In any event, the Hated Nixon left office on his own. Buh-Bye. All over what those under forty believe was just politics. A scandal. But politics nonetheless. There haven’t been any scandals since. Or at least in the eyes of the press, none as serious.

I can’t just poke the press in the eye however. Those of us over forty spawned those under forty. And what did we teach them? Not a whole friggin’ lot apparently. Did we really teach our children that it’s okay for our elected officials to lie to our faces, whether it’s over an eighteen minute gap on a tape, a stained blue dress or the ability to keep our doctors? Period? Yes, we have. And we have allowed the press to walk away from their social contract with America to be the independent watchdogs they once were. The eighteen minute gap that caused us so much grief in the past has been surpassed by years of multiple email accounts wiped clean for the benefit of an administration that used the power of taxation to harass and destroy those with a different political perspective. And, we are told, there is not even a smidgen of corruption. All phony scandals, nothing more than politics.

Oh how we miss “deep-throat.” How many of those under forty even know who that was, without confusing that moniker with Monica? How can we as citizens demand from our officials exemplary behavior when we’re not even willing to press for answers or can be bought with O-Phones and EBT’s? We allow the press to be nothing more than apologists and front men for this administration, keeping us distracted from the death of border guards being killed with guns supplied to their murderers by our own government or IRS commissioners of the most transparent administration in history pleading the fifth in a “phony” scandal. “Hey look over there, it’s Kim Cartrashian!” Apparently, if you like Kim’s butt, you can keep Kim’s butt. Period.

We’ll never trust our government again, because we can’t be trusted ourselves. We hold the press in such low regard that we trust them in numbers almost as low as we do our elected tyrants. But it is we who prop up both this government and those who shield them from our scrutiny. We can’t be bothered to go to the polls and run these miscreants out of town any more than we can convince ourselves to get our Kardashian-sized asses off the couch and simply turn the channel away from the dedicated propaganda machine that tells us all is well. Or tells us we’re haters if we don’t believe it.

When the history of this country is finally written, our progeny will wonder what it must have been like to live in the most powerful, the most free, the most fair and equitable society in the history of the world. And they’ll hate us for destroying it, leaving them with the bankrupt shell of a balkanized society free from personal choices, free from personal liberties, free from personal responsibility and totally free from scandals. And maybe, in some far off history class in a federal re-education camp called “high school”, some under-forty person will find a tape of Nixon, the most hated man the press had ever met before George Bush, and watch a man voluntarily walk away from the greatest, most powerful office in the world in order to heal the divisions that his leadership brought to a nation he truly loved.

That we don’t bother to elect men like that any longer is, truly, the real scandal.

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