Christmas Progressives

Yesterday I ventured into Chicago with my daughter and two grandchildren for our annual “breakfast under the tree.” Before Macy’s was Macy’s it was Marshall Field’s. For years Field’s sponsored a special Christmas breakfast in their famed Walnut Room. The atrium is several stories high, and at Christmas they dress a three-story high Christmas tree. This year the theme was Believe.

We arrived at nine-thirty expecting to walk in and take the elevator directly to the hostess desk on the seventh floor.  Wrong! The store was still closed. I found a sign with the hours and learned that they opened at 10 a.m. this week. Oh well, not to spoil a good adventure, I suggested we  walk a few blocks to see the city of Chicago Christmas tree. It is always very beautiful. The walk was blustery and windy, but what the heck it is December. Surprise, when we arrived at the Daley Plaza the tree was not there in its usual place. It was gone, not a needle on the sidewalk anywhere in sight. The Chris Kindle market was being disassembled. The Jewish Minora and the Christian creche were still there, as were the pigeons warming themselves around the Eternal Flame memorial. All I kept thinking was these dirty Progressive bastards. They must have begun removing the tree at one minute after midnight. For as long as I remember, the tree, and the plaza were left up through the week between Christmas and New Year. Obviously these symbols, and cultures are offensive to others. It doesn’t matter that they have offended all Jews and Christians by these actions.

We walked back to Macy’s and waited another five minutes for the door to open. Another surprise awaited us at the Walnut Room. The original Macy hours for the breakfast changed. They no longer open for breakfast the week after Christmas. Thankfully the tree was still up and we got to admire the tree adorned in blue lights and silver sparkles. We waited another hour for the room to open for lunch. Thankfully, the service was fast but the food was ordinary. We slopped it down and left for home.

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It is obvious to me that Macy’s does not like Chicago or the traditions they inherited when they bought Field’s. Quite frankly, I don’t believe Macy’s will survive in Chicago for as many years as Marshall Field’s did.

 

Buy It Back

I have a piece of advice for the artists lucky enough to have Ivanka Trump putting their art on her walls. If you don’t want her to see your art, offer to buy it back at the price she paid for it!

I would think you would want her to see it just to make her upset that the world is now using her to promote your piece of shit art works. Frankly, after seeing some of the work she has hanging I am appalled at her lack of taste. Of course it makes sense to buy it back so you can work on it to make it worthy of showing.

Just in case you are really interested:

“Who are some of your favorite artists?”

Ivanka Trump: “I love Christopher Wool and Cy Twombly.”

“There are also so many great younger artists that I really love including Wade Guyton, Nate Lowman, Alex Israel, Dan Colen, Joe Bradley, and others.”

Frankly, after viewing  some of their works I will stay away from them. I sincerely believe they paint with the brush hanging out of their anus and swirling the paint onto the canvas with gaseous relief.

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REALLY?

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It looks like the artist hung a piece of canvas on a wall outside, and let people stick their used gum on it.

Angry White Male

 

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Ex-President Bill Clinton whom I love to refer to as Slick Willy has been loudly and angrily proclaiming that his wife lost the election to angry white men. Well, I fit into that category and I have just one point to make. Your clandestine accidental meeting on an airport runway with the Attorney General Loretta Lynch to discuss your grandchildren certainly didn’t help Hillary’s chances. Especially when, two days later FBI Director James Comey laid out an iron-clad case for why she should go to jail, and then declares that there is not enough evidence to even make a charge against her.

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You see Slick Willy, the people of the country had enough trouble believing your wife before you helped her out of a really tough jam. We are not stupid, and can put the story together for ourselves. Because of your error Slick,  Comey came out and implied her guilt, but then gave you what you asked for, i.e. to let her get away with breaking the laws.

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Before I end I have a few questions for you:

Are you a white male?

Did you vote?

Are you angry that your wife did not win.

If you answered yes to any or all of these questions you are guilty of being among those whom you claim were responsible for Hillary losing.

Trump Effect?

I love this time of the year. I look forward to reading Christmas cards from  my friends. Yesterday, I received a card that took me by surprise. It is little known that Frankfort, IL is home to a mosque. For all the years(26) I have lived here the mosque has been kept a secret. It is on a country road hidden in the woods at the end of a curvy drive so it is hidden from the street. I have no idea as to how many Muslims worship here. So, when I opened my mail I was shocked to find a card from the American Islamic Center shown below.

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Could it be that the religion of peace is finally finding religion? Are the Muslims of Frankfort waking up to what it really means to have freedom? I pray they do, because if they can make up their minds  to accept that they are a religion, and not a political ideology they can survive in the USA peacefully. What they have to work at over time is convincing us that they will not radicalize, and begin Jihad or self-immolation in the name of Islam.

What puzzles me is why are they suddenly sending cards at Christmas time to wish us all blessings and everlasting friendship? Could it be related to President-elect Donald Trump’s message about the Muslim threat in America?

The Muslim’s guarantee to freedom of religion is based on the premise they do not pose a threat to the Christian population. Contrary to what Obama so boldly announced we are still a Christian Nation. Christians can and will embrace Muslims as friends when they can be confident that doing so will not make martyrs out of us.

I hope they are honest about the wishes expressed on this card for one simple reason, I am at an age where the human body begins to  wear out, and I will need medical help in the future. It is damned hard to find non-muslim doctors in this area, and because I have been decreed to be an Islamophobe by Liberals it would be dangerous for me to allow myself to be treated by a muslim for fear of being declared an infidel, and become prey for an easy take down.

 

My Feelings Exactly

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From the American Thinker

The Angry Man Election

For all the interest group pandering that shapes modern American politics, the group that may well have decided the election has come down to the demographic of “The Angry Man.”
The Angry Man is difficult to stereotype. He comes from all economic backgrounds, from dirt-poor to filthy rich. He represents all geographic areas in America , from sophisticated urbanite to rural redneck, Deep South to Yankee North, Left Coast to Eastern Seaboard.

No matter where he’s from, Angry Men share many common traits; they aren’t asking for anything from anyone other than the promise to be able to make their own way on a level playing field. In many cases, they are independent businessmen and employ several people. They pay more than their share of taxes and they work hard. Damn hard, for what they have and intend to keep.

He’s used to picking up the tab, whether it’s the Christmas party for the employees at his company, three sets of braces, college educations or a beautiful wedding or two. Not because he was forced to, but because it’s the right thing to do.

The Angry Man believes the Constitution should be interpreted as it was written. It is not as a “living document” open to the whims and vagaries of appointed judges and political winds.

The Angry Man owns firearms, and he’s willing to pick up a gun and use it in defense of his home, his country and his family. He is willing to lay down his life to defend the freedom and safety of others, and the thought of killing someone if necessary to achieve those goals gives him only momentary pause.

The Angry Man is not, and never will be, a victim. Nobody like him drowned in Hurricane Katrina. He got his people together and got the hell out. Then, he went back in to rescue those who needed help or were too stupid to help themselves in the first place. He was selfless in this, just as often a civilian as a police officer, a National Guard soldier or a volunteer firefighter. Victimhood syndrome buzzwords; “disenfranchised,” “marginalized” and “voiceless” don’t resonate with The Angry Man. “Press ‘one’ for English” is a curse-word to him.

His last name, his race and his religion don’t matter. His ancestry might be Italian, English, African, Polish, German, Slavic, Irish, Russian, Hispanic or any of a hundred others. What does matter is that he considers himself in every way to be an American. He is proud of this country and thinks that if you aren’t, you are whole-heartedly encouraged to find one that suits you and move there.

The Angry Man is usually a man’s man. The kind of guy who likes to play poker, watch football, go hunting, play golf, maintain his own vehicles and build things. He coaches kid’s baseball, soccer and football and doesn’t ask for a penny. He’s the kind of guy who can put an addition on his house with a couple of friends, drill an oil well, design a factory or work the land. He can fill a train with 100,000 tons of coal and get it to the power plant so that you can keep the lights on while never knowing everything it took to do that. The Angry Man is the backbone of this country.

He’s not racist, but is truly disappointed and annoyed, when people exhibit behavior that typifies the worst stereotypes of their ethnicity. He’s willing to give everybody a fair chance if they’re willing to work hard and play by the rules. He expects other people to do the same. Above all, he has integrity in everything he does.

The Angry Man votes, and he loathes the dysfunction now rampant in government. It’s the victim groups being pandered to and the “poor me” attitude that they represent. The inability of politicians to give a straight answer to an honest question. The tax dollars that are given to people who simply don’t want to do anything for themselves. The fact that, because of very real consequences, he must stay within a budget but for some obscure reason the government he finances doesn’t. Mostly, it’s the blatantly arrogant attitude displayed implying that we are too stupid to run our own lives and only people in government are smart enough to do that.

The Angry Man has reached his limit. When a social justice agitator goes on TV, leading some rally for Black Lives Matter, safe spaces or other such nonsense, he may bite his tongue but, he remembers. When a child gets charged with carrying a concealed weapon for mistakenly bringing a penknife to school, he takes note of who the local idiots are in education and law enforcement.
But when government officials are repeatedly caught red-handed breaking the law and getting off scot-free, The Angry Man balls-up his fists and readies himself for the coming fight. He knows that this fight, will be a live or die situation, so he prepares fully. Make no mistake, this is a fight in which he is not willing to lose and he will never give up.

Obama calls him a Clinger
Hillary Calls him Deplorable
Bill calls him Redneck
BLM calls him a Racist
Feminists calls him Sexist
ISIS calls him an Infidel
Donald Trump calls him an American