Kaci Hickox has a good case. She’s asymptomatic, with the exception of the “anger induced fever” she had when she arrived at Newark Liberty International airport upon arriving from Sierra Leone. She believes that her quarantine is unjust and unwarranted. Unjust, likely. Unwarranted? That’s another question.

pedaling with compassion..

pedaling with compassion..

There is no Federal quarantine in place for people returning from the Ebola hot zones in West Africa (that is if you ignore the soldiers who are in fact being quarantined); no law, hence what will they enforce? We can argue all day and probably into several weeks to be honest whether or not it makes sense to impose such quarantine. But there are quite a few conflicting opinions on the transmissibility of this virus, and even its incubation period. Sorry, that’s a fact. I haven’t seen anything from the CDC that says with 100% certainty that they know A; How long it takes before a person starts to show symptoms; B, what those symptoms are going to be as some people don’t show a fever; C, how little of the virus needs to be in their blood stream before it actually shows up in the test to find it; and D; How the hell it’s transmitted anyway.

Just this morning the CDC admits that the virus can be transmitted in an air-borne fashion. Oh they’re doing their best not to say it’s spread that way, but when they tell you that yes, people sneeze and produce droplets of the virus, well one can assume that means it’s airborne. They’ve also told us that you can’t get it from sitting on a bus, but you can transmit in when you’re sitting on the bus. Then of course, they tell us that we are alarmists for avoiding the damned bus anyway. They want us to be in a panic over man-made global warming which hasn’t occurred for the last 20 years, but let’s all be nonchalant about a virus that has a fatality rate of anywhere from 25-90%. I get it. Hop in your Prius and head for the nearest bowling alley.

Let’s not forget our bowling fanatic patient, Dr. Crag Spencer, who showed no symptoms when he arrived at JFK and tests detected no trace of the virus. It appears that the test is flawed; quite possibly there was too little of the virus in his system to be detectable. Apparently, enough to eventually make him sick and fully symptomatic. Our hero then goes about town, living life to the fullest, rides subways, busses, eating in public restaurants, exposing who knows how many people. And lied about it afterwards. Doctors without ethics had no comment.

So if our altruistic friend from New York showed no symptoms, tested negative and still eventually came down with the virus, why would any rational person assume that hanging out with Kaci would be a great idea? Each person is a unique organism; who knows how long she may be symptom free. Does she really want her rights to hang out at her local pizza joint in Fort Kent to trump the welfare of the family sitting at the table after her? Well of course she does. Her compassion only goes so far; she’ll treat the dying anywhere in the world as long as we stroke her ego for her “dedication to humanity”, the good soul that she is. Now however, it’s every man (or nurse), for themselves.

Good luck to the State of Maine trying to keep her confined; this should make for great entertainment. I don’t see how the government succeeds here without some type of law or emergency declaration in place that gives them the legal authority to restrict her movements. Sorry, but my belief in her constitutional rights supports her ambition to be a selfish bitch. I don’t care how many people she treated or how long she went there; Doctors without Borders should be the first organization to punish her. Yep, fire her ass. Or at least get ready to send another group of compassionate medical providers to the small town of Fort Kent. The lack of common sense or decency displayed by Hickox and Spencer isn’t really doing your organization any favors. I’m sure that there are thousands of professionals who are motivated by their concern for humanity, not the notoriety. These two don’t fit that description I’m sorry to say.

So let her out. Send her to the Fort Kent quickie mart, or the local bowl-a-rama. Let her live, set her free. But make it clear that she will be held criminally and financially liable for anyone she may infect. The good people of Fort Kent will do their best to avoid her, now and quite possibly for years to come. Don’t think that they don’t know what type of person she really is.

And she probably expected a parade.

Poor Hillary. Maybe it was just the close proximity to Elizabeth Warren that got her tongue tied. I mean, really, she’s possibly looking at another far-left challenger who may impede her coronation in 2016 so she probably thought she’d have to “out-Warren” the Indian princess from Harvard as the two stood side by side at the Boston rally for Martha Coakley. And amid all the excitement and competitive pressure, she tells us a great deal about who she really is and the role big government has in creating jobs when she blurts out “Don’t let anybody tell you that corporations and businesses create jobs.” Telling slip of the tongue no doubt. Not that anyone remotely to the right of Ms. Clinton was surprised however. To the liberals, government is all things, and the engine of economic prosperity and generation resides squarely in the sixty-eight square miles of the cesspool known as Washington DC.

Not sure what I meant, but at this point, what difference does it make?

Not sure what I meant, but at this point, what difference does it make?

Of course today, she amended her remarks, saying she absolutely meant to say that tax breaks for corporations were a part of a failed “trickle down” policy. Neat trick that. Defend trickle up poverty by attacking trickle down policy. Not that she has anything against business, no not the former board member of Walmart. Maybe she forgot she was part of the hated Walmart Corp, although Mr. Obama gently reminded her in a 2008 debate, saying “While I was working on those streets watching those folks see their jobs shift overseas, you were a corporate lawyer sitting on the board at Walmart”. Maybe someone should remind her that Alice Walton donated twenty-five thousand dollars to “Ready for Hillary” last November. Maybe she confused that with the nearly five million the Walmart Foundation contributed to the Clinton Foundation in 2013; all those evil corporate profits, generated at the hands of sweat shop labor from third world countries where Walmart had been shipping jobs.

Seems odd though, that those companies don’t create jobs but she’s more than willing to blame them for shipping these fictional non-jobs overseas. In fact, it’s a democrat mantra; companies bad, shipping jobs overseas (even though they don’t create them and they didn’t build that.) Must be hard to keep those one-liners straight anyway.

Jobs and job creation are the purview of big government according to the tax policies of big government liberals. If they could just tax the crap out of these horrible, profit making enterprises, well then they’d have all the money they’d need to … to do what? Create jobs? What jobs does the government create, other than civil service sector jobs that do very little to prop up the faltering economy? The only thing shovel ready about government jobs is the crap they spread around to their connected friends at places like Solyndra or SEIU. Seems odd doesn’t it, that Hillary was in Rhode Island stumping for Gina Raimondo saying essentially the same thing that she said in Boston, deploring the tax breaks for companies that ship jobs overseas. And while Ms. Raimondo speaks about the Bulova watch factory that went overseas, costing her father his job, she is pushing for a raise in the minimum wage and opposing Rhode Island’s right to work status. Great way to keep those jobs in Rhode Island for sure. Let’s make the input costs of labor more expensive, so business can either pass the higher costs on to consumers or leave the country. After all, Bulova didn’t create those jobs anyway; they didn’t build that. Well, they’re not building Bulova’s in Rhode Island anymore, so they’re both partially right.

Maybe Hillary needs to talk to Bill, if they ever spend more than five minutes in each other’s company anymore. When he granted permanent normal trade relations with China, he opened the floodgates for manufacturing firms to head east, costing the U.S. over five million manufacturing jobs. Jobs being created at a snail’s pace in the U.S. since then are service sector, low paying jobs. Bill, you got’s some ‘splainin’ to do. Or maybe she could look into the rampant taxing of both corporations and the middle class, making it harder for working people to find jobs or purchase goods that would generate profits so companies could employ more people. Lost on liberals is the concept that consumers, be they companies purchasing labor or Fred and Ethel looking to buy a new Nintendo for junior, would be more apt to spend money, driving the economy, if they weren’t giving an ever-increasing share of their earnings away to the folks on capitol hill who know better how to spend our money than we do.

But democrats aren’t all that concerned about sending jobs overseas. Chris Coons, Delaware’s Democrat senator is running on a pledge to bring jobs to Delaware. Maybe Hillary should go down and campaign for him and while she’s there, she can ask him if he plans to bring back the two-thousand jobs his family outsourced to China, Germany, Switzerland and the UK. Come on Hillary, it’s for the peeps, ya know? Get down there and tell Chris that he can’t run on “Do as I say, not as I do.” Of course, that would pretty much apply to the whole liberal agenda, wouldn’t it?

We’re far away from pure free-market capitalism today. Truth be, both sides of the aisle pretty much suck when it comes to crony capitalism. There is very little place for the heavy hand of government in free markets. When we finally get tired of hearing our elected tyrants chanting that “we didn’t build that,” maybe, just maybe we’ll realize that what we’ve actually built over the last three or more decades is a leviathan that we can no longer afford to feed.

At the end of the day, you need to decide if you’re tired of busting your ass to support the ruling class that continues to insist that you didn’t build anything while they play upon your envy through class warfare. Continue to vote manufacturing off shore and enjoy the third-world economy that awaits. Who knows? Maybe Hillary can come to your town and disparage your employer. Chances are, they’re paying for her campaign anyway. See? Everyone is happy!


Our hearts go out the good folks of Canada. Unfortunately, Canada too is not immune from the effects of the laissez-faire attitude the world takes when dealing with the “religion of peace.” We’d rather cut our own throats than admit to ourselves that Islam unchecked is a violent political ideology, no less dangerous than other fascist ideologies that we’ve seen in the less than recent past. We twist ourselves into all sorts of contortions to avoid insulting, embarrassing or bruising the tender sensitivities of those we label as “moderates;” those billion plus Muslims we are told, who have nothing to do with the radical off-shoots in their midst, wishing nothing more than to live their lives peacefully among us, victims too of their own ideology.

Vickers Looking like a very unlikely hero...

Vickers Looking like a very unlikely hero…

The common threads among the liberal press and those on the left are that all religions are good, or all religions are bad; take your pick. That’s a neat trick that they won’t apply to Islam. All Muslims are good or all Muslims are bad? Nope, doesn’t work that way. Only some Muslims are bad; those that sit next to flaming jihadists in their local neighborhood mosques listening to the heated rhetoric of the warriors for Allah or the Imams who entice them, are simply victims in their own right, at the mercy of those with deeper, more violent passions of their shared beliefs. Of course, if you are a practicing Muslim, leaving the faith is a death sentence; not sure why anyone would decide that, hey, that’s the religion for me. Nor can I understand why any rational woman would decide that she’d love to be owned by her father or her husband, just itching to get into that black head-to-toe sleeping bag designed purely to obliterate her identity as an individual. Or a person for that matter.

Of course, I’m no scholar on Islam, or any other religion for that matter. I just find it quite confusing that there seems to be no scholar among them either. There would appear to be a great number of Muslims who find peace and inspiration from Islam; and there are also many who feel that Islam instructs them to throw acid in the faces of their own women. Of course, authorities were quick to condemn the attacks but not the motive behind them, as one of the police chiefs in Tehran stated; “All the victims were sitting in their car waiting at a red light, the attackers approached on motorbikes and threw acid on them through the car window,” he said on national television. “Most of the women were not dressed appropriately,” the statement added, in reference to the country’s strict morality laws that require Iranian woman to wear all-enveloping veils covering their hair and body.”

Yes, she shouldn’t have had acid thrown in her face, but she had it coming. One would think that with billions of peaceful Muslims around the world, this type of thinking would be eradicated. One would be wrong. The forces of radicalism far outweigh any thoughts of reformation or enlightenment. So the west had better get used to this type of acquiescence as we import more Muslims into our small towns in rural Canada and the US, into the crowded tough streets of our cities. This is the fruit of the diversity we so cherish, the multiculturalism that we worship in hopes that we too can be enlightened by cultures we deem to be far superior to ours.

All religions have their fringes, as do those groups who have no faith at all. Why then, do we excuse this one religion from its violent tendencies while at the same time deriding others, faulting them for their beliefs in the deceitful dance of moral equivalency? Not sure how many Buddhist monks flew planes into the twin towers; remember those nuns who slit the throat of the “Piss Christ” artist? Me neither. And who can forget those radical Mormons placing their death-filled pressure cookers at the finish line of the Boston Marathon? Of course, the argument is always “well, such and such a religion did such and such a thing hundreds and hundreds of years ago.” Even-Stevens I guess. Yet we continue to allow thousands and thousands of Muslims into our culture without question, with no expectation of assimilation and when something like this happens, we grasp at any excuse we can imagine to avoid stating simply that Islam was at the heart of the matter. At least prime Minster Harper doesn’t suffer from the Madrasa-induced paralysis of our President as he clearly stated this was an act of terrorism, not “work-place violence” or the administration’s famous “man caused disaster.” Bravo Mr. Harper. The question remains however, what are you going to do about it? I don’t think you’ll keep your fellow Canadians safe by watching the comings and goings at the local Tim Horton’s. I think you may have to take the drastic step of peeking into some of these Mosques. Of course, we can’t have that, that’s discrimination. We’d have to peek into every house of worship, run our hands through the magic undies of the Mormons, peek under the Turbans of every Sikh, all because we wish to believe that every religion is just like every other religion.

I guess that now as I reread this, I’ll be accused of being an Islamophobe, a hater, painting with a broad brush, etc, etc. I just accused every Muslim of being a terrorist, guilt by association if you will. So be it. I can’t get over the concept of Taqiyya, can’t get past the thought that there are billions more moderates than radicals, yet they still allow their religion to be defined by be-headings, stoning of women, strapping bombs to their own children and yelling Alluha Akbar as they gun down soldiers standing guard at a war memorial in Ottawa. My distrust, my doubts, will be seen as hateful and repudiated, not even a blip on the grand scale to be sure, but I am not alone. Muslims everywhere need to ask themselves; In this century, in this point in history, do I truly believe I am a citizen of a greater world where all citizens worship as they please, governed by laws that protect their individual rights, or should those citizens of the greater world conform to my beliefs, and only my beliefs, under laws that are imposed by the few, not agreed to by the many? And is it far nobler to die for my beliefs, or kill for them? Will I allow any atrocity in the name of my religion, whether I was actively involved, or will I bear any guilt for being silent while women and children are being slaughtered for not wearing the correct color headscarf?

The death of western culture will be laid squarely at the feet of progressive thought and unbridled liberalism where everyone is equal, there is no good or bad and individualism really means taking your proper place in line for your government rations. They can parse it anyway they want, but tearing down the culture that was built in the western world of free thought and opportunity has been forever diminished by efforts to make us all look the same, speak the same, believe the same and live the same. No dissent will be tolerated, people are not allowed to succeed or fail on their own merits; outcomes will be decided by those in charge. Once this type of mentality is accepted, institutionalized in our entitlement-minded society, how can anyone expect an all-encompassing political ideology masking as a religion not to flourish? Or how can we expect those who are totally incapacitated by their own self-imposed shackles of “political correctness” to stand up to such an ideology, one that will surely target them first?

Harper went on to address his country later in the evening, saying “We will not be intimidated. Canada will never be intimidated.” One can only hope he’s true to his word. The west continues to be cowed, not by sociopaths in black masks, but by our own elitists who assure us that it’s all our fault anyway and we should be ashamed of ourselves for what would normally be considered rational suspicions; the shame that forces us all to be groped at the airport while these miscreants develop their hatred for us in our own backyards. Maybe Canada will lead the way; or will she wait for yet another episode of workplace violence at the hands of a truly peaceful religion?

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?

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