Timely (old) Pics

From Wilkes-Barre's Healing Field at Kirby park.

And we had the parade to the park.

Fuzzy Math!

That's one way you could put it. There's a whole other way.

Luzerne County Petition Signature Count(From the Sunday Dispatch)

Citizens collected 1,899 voter signatures in Luzerne County as part of the effort to overturn the county’s new anti-discrimination ordinance.

This total was submitted to County Council Clerk Sharon Lawrence on June 23, 2026, within the two-week deadline set after the County Council’s June 9 approval of the ordinance. The required minimum for the first batch was 1,162 signatures, and the group exceeded that by 737.

So the decision to make the names and addreeses of the folks who signed was not an effort to remove illegitimate signatures. And any politico who repeats that utter hogwash is a bald-faced liar. There was no way they could have had 700-plus signatures disqualified and they knew it going in. No way. I heard the architect of this tomfoolery on WILK and his claims were dubious at best.

That decision was a failed form of intimidation. Junior high types would call that a prick's trick.

And where the hell is it written that lowlife voters such as ourselves should not be challenging our elected, self-impressed know-it-alls. The gods from on high forced to live among us common, uneducated, unclean dummies. How do they get off feeling so superior? Because their families voted for them?

Come election time, there is one that needs to be soundly rejected by the voters. I'll not mention his name because these public figures always have attorneys on speed dial. We'll leave him with this...

Buh-bye.

The Dox Cocks

Commissioners? Council?

Is there really a difference?

We have a petition circulating as a means of allowing the voters to vote on a referendum question concerning county council's ill-fated anti-discrimination ordinance. Chris Belles (one of the soon to be replaced council goons) published the following gibberish on his facebook page...

The new politics is transparency vs secrecy in government. In this country, the United States, we have a fine tradition of a secret ballot. When people decide to attempt to overturn the will of those elected, they act publicly, they become public figures, and their privacy is outweighed by the greater need for transparency. That’s what the Supreme Court decided in 2010. You don’t get to harass or harm anyone, but you ultimately have a right to know who is trying to legislate and override the voters through referendum. I’m proud to help bring this to the surface for everyone to have the knowledge they need to participate in the process.

Self-serving swill, for sure.

He was alluding to the fact that he and/or his allies copied and published 310 pages of the names and addresses of the petition signees, of which, I am one.

Yep, I signed the thing. In fact, I was eager as all get out. Drove up to HQ in Exeter and had at it.

I'm told to expect a visit from a member of the County Council's political Einsatzgruppen.

What I would tell you is not to waste your f*>king time. I am not easily intimidated. I never have been and never will be. So take your high-minded swill about not allowing voters to interfere with your utter brilliance and ram it up your snout!!!

F*>k off!!!

Sez me

Why?

Good question.

The answer is simple.

Because they're clueless leftists!!!

Change of Venue

It's been a while.

I attended a family wedding reception held at this legion hall circa 1974. I think.

My cousin, a few years older than myself, kept handing me screwdrivers, which, I was stupid enough to keep swallowing. Everything was fine until the ride back to grandma's house wherein the projectile-votiming commenced. My uncle was so completely angered, he threatened to end my life. I was so sick, I would have been good with that.

So they dragged me home, I went to bed (friday night) and woke up on sunday morning. Leo, the kitchen manager at Percy Brown's was none too pleased with the condition I was in.

Oh well, live and learn, I suppose.

Anyway, I'll be there.

And, no, I won't be accepting any screwdrivers.

NONE!

Big Ben

It has amazed me seeing how overwhelmed the residents of NEPA were with a Big Boy coming to Scranton's Steamtown.

I was doing the localized version of a Big Boy, the Big Ben, starting in 1978.

If you've never been forward-deployed to a combat zone, handing out free double-decker burgers to trick-or-treaters was close enough to all-out warfare. Been there, done that and I'm yet to recieve my purple heart.

It may not have been a one million pound locomotive, but it felt like a million pound weight while standing in front of that char-broiler.

Sorry.

My problem, not yours.

The Markie Fund

Well-lit money, if you will.

While I have doggedly supported politicians in the past, I have never, ever donated a single dollar to any such person. Sorry, but I am not your ATM.

Then this guy, Rob Bresnahan knocked off a democrat in the 8th congressional district setting off a dark money assault of epic proportions. From day one the Pennsylvania Accountibility Fund has been slandering him on a daily basis. Being a non-profit organization rather than a political action committee it can hide the sources of it's funding. Hence, the "dark money" can roll in from people not associated with the 8th congressional district.

The Accountability site lists four problem politicians; three republicans and one democrat who occasionally crosses party lines. According to them (whoever they are) we do away with four people and it's lollipops, rainbows and communist manifestos from here on out. Whoopie!

So, it's most likely George Soros vs. Rob Bresnahan. Therein lies the reason I upped and donated 50 bucks to Bresnahan. Yep, broke my own rule in spite of being annoyed with losing my favorite local television personality. And I regretted having done so almost immediately when every republican in the non-united states and far-flung territories started hounding me for cashola. Sorry kiddies, this is a local thing with a local guy.

I've never had any problem with the party myrmidon from Scranton, what's her name, Bidenetti? But, enough is enough with the phoney baloney "insider trading" campaign already. Got an idea or a plan?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Anyway, prevarication and deception almost always set me off. And I'm done with the political donation bit.

Markie is tapped out.

Fruitcakes R US

There's just no end to the hypocrisy parade. There's no end to prevarication offered up as sociopolitical brilliance. There are fruitcakes from fruity plain to fruity marxist headquarters.

Six million dollars to garner 5,000 votes. Face it, New York City is now a hostile foreign domain.

Somebody get Denmark on the blower. NYC for Greenland...Straight up.

Don't axe me, I just work here.

More low-hanging fruitcake

Is there an arsehole the Democrats will not elect?

Based on the recent election results in the big apple, the answer is clearly NO!

That particular fruitcake is proof that while time is a great healer, it is a lousy beautician.

Is what it is.

Argue me this!

He's been nailing it for years.

Still got it.