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Tuesday, January 27, 2015

John Oliver: Civil Forfeiture

Bend over and spread 'em: make-believe probable cause is the policy.

Property, uh, rights?

Even Putin would object.

Good luck.

Gary Biller: Motorists Rights

The latter portion of this interview should frighten you.

That's, frighten you.


Sunday, January 25, 2015


The aforementioned jean jacket...

Still kinda, sorta fits after thirty-some years.

Whatever, man.


Toll this!

King Barry thinks every U.S. road should be a toll road?

Eff Him!


Countdown to March

Save for a couple of days, four flippin' weeks 'til March.

You know, March, from which warmth is entirely possible.

I finally convinced Wifey that leaving Corruption County for new confines is a good, sound idea.

Firstly, I need a job and somewhere to hang my KISS-embroidered jean jacket.


Wednesday, January 7, 2015


King Barry is dead-set against the construction of the Keystone XL Pipeline.

Check this: "Boom: America's Explosive Oil-by-Rail Problem"

When the tankers are rolling across the road in front of you, don't creep up too close.


Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Zike! The Zike @

We bought one for the local grandbrats and one for the grandbrats down Dixie way.

Taylor Kate was the first to roll.


Monday, January 5, 2015

This culm region is broke and broken

Gage and I happened upon our street sign, obviously, after some artiste went and ripped it down and bent it in half. I took it home and called the police. According to an officer, the DPW boys will retrieve it at some point.

This is exactly why assault and battery should be overlooked in some cases.

I see the Wilkes-Barre Area School Bored (no, not sic) wants to blow a couple of hundred million dollars on the construction of a new high school, if not two new high schools. And I read that they cannot settle on a construction site, which reportedly requires enough acreage to rival the size of Rhode Island.

I say demolish Coughlin's "old" building, remodel the annex, build a new school from the ruins of the elder building and build on the vacant corner lot. Should be plenty big enough, and in the dead center of the city. In addition, some streetscaping could allow for an extra traffic lane so that the soccer moms could shuttle the kiddies to and from class. 

One of these days, The Department of Homeland Security (as if) will secure our unsecured 700-mile southern border, so expect the student populations to decrease over the short haul a a result. In effect, if you build it, perrhaps them, they, the illegals will not come.

The thing is, we don't need to purchase additional properties, we don't need to spent hundreds of millions, and we should not expect to have to attempt to educate the half of Central America that hasn't illegally jumped our wide open border as of yet.

I have begun to reseach just what would be involved and required to move Wifey and I to another state. Folks, corruption is still the rule in this region, public sector unions have reduced us to being walking, talking revenue sources and the long sought after "good jobs" are never coming.

The culm region is long since done. Over. Dead in the water. Broke and broken. It's time to move on.


Sunday, January 4, 2015

Diversity or: why Kunkle is suddenly looking pretty damn good

The asswipes in charge of this flailing nation relentlessly remind white folk that they need and must wholeheartedly embrace the fast accelerating demographic diversification.

My street was a lily white locale until August 2014.

Now, as the pictures testify to, diversity has arrived, bringing with it weekend-only remodeling without the required building permits (when code enforcement is off-duty), contractor bags filled with refuse being spirited away at dark (illegal dumping?) and construction debris being openly burned in a so-called fire pit.

I love that second pic: indoor Teknor Apex throw carpeting covering the flower bed area.(?)

I have spoken to both the Code Enforcement honcho as well as the mayor. So far, nothing.

In short, if this is what diversity brings with it, you can soon look me up at another lily white locale.


Saturday, January 3, 2015

Original EJC photo

I scanned the decades-old photo...

 ...of dear ole Dad.


EJC's fiddle

Been busy with work, life and assholes, but this shout out goes to Alsea, Oregon:

Tell dear ole Dad that his ancient fiddle is headed off to the repair shop, about to be fiddled on yet again.

 Above: Great-granddaughter, Taylor Kate, with the aged violin. Yes, that's "great-granddaughter."

Above: EJC circa 1943?