The good news that that my email is working again.  Kinda.  A little.  The elves are still working on it.

The bad news is that if you sent me an email during the last 48 hours, the odds are damn close to certain that I did not and I will not get it.

I am happy and exhausted.  Give me a couple of days to get the laundry done and catch up  I’ll be back to my mean self in no time.

Kesha Rogers, one of the woman running for senate on the Democratic ticket is NOT a Democrat.  She wants to impeach President Obama.

Kesha

This is an honest to goodness picture of her.

She is a Lyndon LaRouche follower.  It’s a damn cult, clear and simple. Kesha is also a very unpleasant person and has a small troupe of young people who follower her around like groupies.  She will lie when the truth makes a better story and makes herself the victim of every wild eyed radical crazy thought you can imagine, like that the

Queen of England secretly runs the weld.

But the scary part is that the latest polling shows her leading the Democratic primary.  She leads a five person race with 35% of the vote.

Call every Texas Democrat you know.  Tell them NOT to vote for Kesha Rogers.  It’s important.

I will be home on Wednesday.  My email isn’t working so don’t try.  I’ll get it fixed when I get home.  And them I won’t go on vacation again until after November.

I promise.

By:  Elizabeth

My new mantra is that this is like the teenager who gets pregnant shortly after taking an “abstinence” sex ed course.

It also shows up the deficiency of gun safety courses…how hard is it to teach people that there may be a round in the chamber so don’t play with the slide.  That a gun is ALWAYS loaded.  This is the same mistake made by the guy in that police department in Texas who was showing his new gun to a colleague, pulled out the magazine and forgot the round in the chamber.   Narrowly missed a colleage and shot out the window in the office.

By Da Chipster

Recently, I had to explain to a youngling why every political scandal – real, imagined or manufactured – had “-gate” as a suffix. All you fine folks at this here shop are like me in one of two ways 1) older than dirt or 2) historically literate. As such, you know the answer. But when I explained this etymology, the only comment in return was “yes, but what did WATER have to do with it?”

Water? It’s in the tears I weep for my country’s future.

All this was in aid of Chris Christie’s “Bridgegate,” which is Nixonian in nature if not in scope. It features expendable staff, enemy paybacks, earnest self-investigations, and an egotistical principal who scoffs at the very mention of the thing, as if it were some third-rate burglary. Haldemann, Mitchell, Dean, Hunt, Liddy – they can all be found in this opera bouffe, although diminuendo and transposed to a minor key.

But it was one early Christie comment attempting to bluff his way past the 2016 off-ramp – that he was out there placing the cones – that clued me in: this is not Nixon-style politics. This is CHICAGO-style politics.
You may remember me mentioning my uncle, Jimmy “Barstool” Grobnik, who got the nickname because he is short and round and can always be found in the corner tavern. He got into the Hachecristo family business of “working” on Chicago street crews by marrying my Tia Lucha, and spent many a summer in an orange vest, posing as a traffic barrel with very skinny legs.

So I called Uncle Barstool, who knew where I was going right away.

“It’s like I always toldja,” he said, the accent as crisp as the pickle spear on a Chicago-style hot dog. “Dis is how politics useta work. Da Boss, he’s got da clout. You back him? Yer set! You cross him? It’s yer own lookout. Dis Christie fella, he’s old school, a real t’rowback. Mare Daley, da greatest mare of da greatest city ever, he would unnerstan’ dis guy.”

Patronage – the spoils game – is what kept this country humming for the first 200 years of its existence. The ability to award jobs to your allies and supporters was just the beginning. Who owes bribes, who collects bribes, who gets a piece of the bribes – all that was there too. But clout was about more than bestowing largesse. It was also about the double-cross, and retribution. Payments and paybacks. Was it wrong? Yes, but it was a step up from the older days in Machine politics, when the Outfit decided such things, and the retribution was more… permanent. Cement contracts, or cement shoes.

New Jersey – not Chicago – is the last bastion of Machine politics. And Chris Christie by dint of his outsized personality had adroitly become one of the last great political bosses. He would not only have been at home in the old days, he would have thrived. It’s not that he was born bad…

Just too late.

Colorado Representative Jared Wright likes to carry around his handgun with a black canvas handbag.  Not a purse, mind you.  It’s a bag.

So the Colorado House was discussing concealed handgun permits and Jared got so excited that he up and left his handgun and bag under his seat after the debate.  Bag.  It’s a bag, not a purse.

The lawmaker who sits next to him, Rep. Jonathan Singer, found it. “I just immediately notified the Sergeant at Arms and soon we realized it was Jared’s bag,” Singer told the Denver Post.

See, it’s Jared’s bag.  Not his purse.

Although state law prohibits carrying a gun in the Capitol “without legal authority” Wright has the right to pack heat as a peace officer after serving in the Fruita Police Department from 2007 until 2011.

The office of Gov. John Hickenlooper contacted Wright about the incident and he consented to stop carrying the gun in the building and “agreed to be more careful” with the firearm.

Nothing was said about Jared’s bag purse.  I suspect he should be careful with it, too.

Jared is a Republican of course, with a 92% approval rating from the NRA.

Thanks to Irene for the heads up.

I know it’s kinda weird to use the words purity and Alabama in the same sentence because they go together like roller skates and peanut butter.

But, Alabama is trying to correct that by making sure one thing is perfectly pure – Republicans and their Facebook friends.

Seriously.  Republicans are being kicked outta the Republican party for having Democratic Facebook friends.

“With Republicans being so dominant, we’re seeing Trojan horses. Maybe I should say Trojan elephants,” she said, alluding to the party’s symbol.

Tew, who unsuccessfully ran for sheriff as a Democrat in 2006, said much of the case against him came down to his friends on Facebook.

“They said I still had Democratic friends,” he said. “I’m not going to deny my friends.

“What people say on their Facebook and Twitter pages can come back to haunt them, per se,” she said.

There is no report on Twitter friends or who comes by your house to check your computer to see if you’ve gone to MSNBC.

Thanks to TexasEllen for the heads up.