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Would you be walking free right now? Hillary is!

Hillary Clinton is a CRIMINAL!

Update: 30 Jan 16

Within the last two weeks we have learned that there were SAP level documents on Hillary Clinton’s server. We learned that BJ Bill’s hag told people to delete headings on sensitive documents and send them unclas (Intentional criminal activity – and we have it in writing). And this week, the State Dept. held back 22 documents from release because to do so would do grievous harm to national security. And the documents were on her illegal, unsecured server

Update: 10 Dec 15

I will have much more to say on this issue. As of this week I am beginning to suspect the FBI of slouching toward the Clinton vortex of corruption.

We have heard FBI Director Comey say repeatedly that the FBI was apolitical and above reproach on issues political. Then, oddly, we hear that same thing repeatedly from the Agent heading up the terror investigation in San Bernardino. Why the hell would he say that? He is investigating a multiple homicide.

I am beginning to suspect that we are being inoculated in preparation of the announcement that no charges will be recommended by the FBI.

This would, of course, would be ridiculous. No competent law enforcement officer can say that there has been no crime committed here. And those crimes are serious. The only question is how many.

If the FBI announces that no charges will be recommended, that will be the end of the disinterested, professional image of the entire organization. The Federal Bureau of Investigation will have sunk to the level of the IRS; drooling, political goons.


First Hillary said she didn’t have a private email account for State Department work.

Then she said she did.

Then she laughed at a questioner and said that she didn’t use a private server for official business.

Then she said she did.

Then she said the server was none of anyone’s business and she would never give it up.

Later, she gave it up.

Before she gave it up, she said there were no official emails on the server.

Then she said there were.

Then she said no emails were deleted.

Then she said emails were deleted.

Then she said it is required that an official had to oversee the deletion of emails and she was that official. But she had been out of government for two years at that point, so she was not an official of any kind.

Very recently she said that IT people were in charge of erasing the emails.

Then she said her lawyers were in charge of erasing emails.

Then she said there was no classified information on the server.

Then she said there were no classified emails that were classified at the time she wrote/replied/forwarded them.

Then we found out that much of the info she tossed around was “classified at birth”. Highly classified imagery, communications from heads of state, etc.

Then she said none of that mattered because it was all linked back to the State Department server anyway. Which of course is only true if an addressee was at the State Department. Many of her State Department emails had no links to State servers.

Then she said she turned over all official documents.

Then she started using numbers of pages to try to impress us, thereby demonstrating that she did not turn over all official documents.

Then she said she didn’t slick the server to hide evidence.

Then we found out she did.

All along she insisted she gave up all official material.

Then the FBI found a pile of emails Hillary tried to destroy, thereby interfering AGAIN in an official investigation. Many of them highly classified.

None of this is conjecture. She has said all of it publicly.

In the course of all this, she lied about receiving a subpoena and repeatedly lied to investigators.

How far down this list do you think you or I would have gotten before being handcuffed and bounced off the hood of an FBI car while our house was torn to pieces?

As I’ve said before, the Clintons are like Peanuts’ Pigpen. They walk in a filthy cloud of corruption, character assassination, misanthropic arrogance and death.

Here’s an irony. As of last Friday, 6 Nov 15, polls said that there were still 28% of the population who would be proud to have her as president. As sickeningly high as that number still is, she’ll probably get an uptick now that she is blaming the Republicans for her crimes.

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Be a SuperC hero.

Update: There is a lot of talk about making Ryan speaker. there are two things you can say about Ryan. 1) He’s a great numbers cruncher and is most effective right where he us. 2) Boehner is staying put hoping to talk Ryan into the job because politically, Ryan is a Boehner boy.

DRAFT AN OUTSIDER. Forward this to your congressmen. You don’t even need to write a letter. Just put his email in the To: line and paste this. It’s almost as easy as hitting the share button. Of course, with a lot of my friends, you’d think hitting the share button was akin to giving up a limb.

Become a Supercyrano hero! (PROJECT 1). Boehner is leaving! Operation Moron is 1/4 of the way to it’s goal. THIS IS OF EXTREME IMPORTANCE! You don’t have to be in Congress to be elected Speaker of the House. I believe the best candidate is Scott Walker. He knows when to dig in his heels and fight. He has held his ground as governor for years against challenges that would have wiped out most politicians. He is out of the race because he isn’t a bloviating jackass or a big money sponge. Fine. He also doesn’t have a posse of drooling sycophants to tend to in Congress.
If you agree with that assessment, call or email your Congressman and your Senators (of either party) and tell them to actively pursue a “Draft Walker” campaign. Tell them you WILL be watching! And here’s the tricky part. Share this post and challenge two people to share it, issue the same challenge to two more people and write their delegation as well, within the next 24 hours. But don’t give up until you have your two heroes. And you can challenge as many people as you wish directly.
When you’re done, scroll to the bottom of my homepage at and in the comment section write, “Operation Moron” or “Done”. You will be listed on the SuperC’s wall of honor for this project.

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Is the National Fabric a Bit Threadbare?

I have wanted to start an essay that grew out of a discussion I had with Queen Brandi on Twitter. I had made a comment about Freddie Grey, jackpot justice and raising better kids. QB challenged this and suggested that I was likely being racist. Normally, I’d blow off such a comment or even make fun of it. But I had spoken to Brandi before, she’s nice, and I decided that 140 characters doesn’t allow for much elucidation. So I promised I’d write a more detailed critique.

Book obligations and other distractions intervened, so this is about 2 weeks late. It is also not what I first thought I’d write. An otherwise insignificant event intervened and changed the essential direction of my thoughts.

Late on a lazy afternoon, after a day on the beach, Lynn and I were trying to decide whether to have dinner out or grill up some steaks at the house. We compromised on cocktails and postponed the decision about where to eat.

We stopped at an Irish pub. There were a few people in the pub. Some coming from the same beach we just left. There were some crew members from an oil tanker tied up at Pascagoula and there was a sad barfly.

This creature was particularly pathetic. She looked to be about 30, going on 55. She was very pretty once, probably the apple of somebody’s eye. Now she was a cross-eyed drunk who, we learned later, had spent an entire beautiful day in a dark bar. She had no muscle tone and was wearing a dirty shirt and what looked like her mom’s stretchy pants.

We weren’t there a full minute when this clearly loaded creature yells out, ” I got niggers in my family tree. And they’re still hangin’ there.”

Now, I have gotten into more than my share of barroom brawls at times like this because I can’t resist telling a loud drunk to quit being an asshole. But on this day I had Lyn with me. The first thing I did was to step far enough from the bar to be sure that we would not be in the line of fire if a mug or a bottle were thrown at the drunk chick.

My second reaction occurred inside my head and surprised even me. I immediately thought, how many are there of “us” left?

By “us”, I mean normal, relatable people. This girl (too immature to be called a woman) suddenly represented far too many people in this country. I say that even setting her drunkenness aside. I say that even setting aside her dumb joke. (I’m not one to be shocked by jokes, even stupid ones. Show me a joke that doesn’t come at somebody’s expense and I’ll show you an unfunny joke.) Aside from her obvious intent to be offensive, no one was even paying attention to her.

The “us” I was thinking of are stable, productive, pleasant, mature adults. How many adults are there that don’t think Duck Dynasty, or the like, is a significant cultural signature of present-day America? Who actually believes that the standings in Dancing With the Stars should be in the headlines on news channels? How many are left who don’t live their lives inside the electronic echo chambers of their Facebook groups or Twitter follows? How many adults still even conscientiously notice race BEFORE getting to know someone? How many people actually believe that what a politician says about his/her religion is true? And despite the fact that we all know that the only real football fan is an Eagles fan, how many fully functional adults still truly realize that the measure of a person is not indicated by the team one chooses to follow? And on the subject of sports, who is left sickened by the amount of our hard-earned treasure being heaped on professional sports figures? How many pay it without a thought? How many folks are more concerned by that which entertains than they are the impact they’ll leave when they assume room temperature?

In case you are asking if I truly mean to offend; YES! I am comparing you/us to the drunk chick. Because if I have offended you, if I have lost more than half my readership with my last paragraph, that speaks not well about where we are as a people; not well at all. I’m the guy who thinks the film Idiocracy is a documentary.

I have had conversations with responsible people, people who work in important posts vis a vis the military and the government, who think UFC and MMA on TV is more than just steroid induced lunacy intended to entertain a drooling, unthinking public; bread and circus. They discuss reality TV as if it were real. They are actually held in suspense about outcomes. Am I crazy to be disturbed by this?

So what the hell does all this have to do with Grey and Baltimore and my discussions with Brandy? Well. I’ll tell you.

I think the most important question I asked above was about leaving an impact. Let’s face it, not everyone can be a political leader or sports legend or a V-shaped, laureate writer like myself. (Of course I am kidding about being V-shaped or a laureate. And as a writer, I am a legend in my own mind.)

No, we the unwashed must satisfy ourselves with making right that small corner of the world we inhabit. And the most important thing we can do there is raising proper kids. But do we?

In the interest of full disclosure, I got off easy, in a manner of speaking. My kids grew up with me 300 miles of more away for much of their lives. Their mother did an amazing job. Again, easy only in a manner of speaking. But I contributed what I could.

But, by and large, when we see tragedies like Freddie Grey, the bulk of the commentary is on Freddie or the cops.

Before I ask the obvious question, let us all stipulate that when you lock eyes with a police officer and then bolt, even the most honest and forthright cop is going to give chase. Whatever was on Freddie’s mind that day, we’ll never know. But it wasn’t good. He had a record and, for some reason, thought someone had gotten the drop on him for something else, I know not what. Too many people try to make the excuse that all black men fear cops and that’s why he ran. If that were the case, you wouldn’t be able to swing a cat in most places and not hit a black guy running down the street like his hair was on fire. And happily, that is not the world we actually live in.

So who raised Freddie Grey? And while my real disgust is reserved for the City of Baltimore, and the mayor and prosecutor who took a tragedy and turned it into a circus by making themselves the stars of the show, I was also critical of Grey’s family and called the $6.4M buy out for what it was: jackpot justice.

Brandy asked if I had no heart for the family. Generically, of course I did. To lose a son, no matter the circumstances, is a heartache no parent should bear. But the story ends the way it does because two things happened. Somebody raised Freddie (the parents’ contribution) and the City of Baltimore turned his death into a circus and gave credence to all the scum that used the circus as an excuse to steal and destroy (the inexcusable result).

Under these circumstances it is standard procedure for cities, indeed legal necessity, to avoid admitting or paying on anything for as long as possible; years perhaps. To do other would open up an avenue for less than honest citizens to empty the city coffers. If you don’t think there are shyster lawyers and cynical citizens praying for a misstep by the Baltimore police right now, you are pathetically naive.

And that’s just one of what is becoming the common example of the pebble effect. We don’t teach our kids, they grow without direction, and more than our little corner of the world gets messed up. Then the ripples start to merge. Tell me how hard it is to raise a kid. I’ll show you no heart. It has to be done. And a better job was done consistently, decades ago than is done now, and with a tenth of the help now available.

AND…all that was just one example inspired by my friend Brandi’s question. But, with that in mind, go back and look at my questions in paragraph 10 again. Extract any one as an example as I did with the parenting question. To what influences are we subjecting ourselves and our kids? Are we in the Idiocracy? Or is there a colony of regular people standing by to show me the error of my assessments and complaints?

I REALLY want to know what you think.

In the meantime, I have to run. There’s a Dawg the Bounty Hunter rerun coming on and I have to catch up on my Trump tweets.

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