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Seamless and Steadfast: Sounds like a good deal

Yesterday it was sunny and 74 degrees. In Michigan. In November. And this is the forecast thru Tuesday:

I don’t know about you but l take this as some sort of omen associated with making hay…

and will use the most welcome sun to cleanse my soul and the unusually warm days to gather strength. There’s clearly a storm on the horizon and I want to be prepared. Plus I think I’ll put my outside Christmas lights up.

Here’s hoping your weekend will also be the calm before the storm.

“Democracy Dies In Darkness” and Other Tales From the Crypt

I didn’t bother to check but I’m sure this clip of Joe’s has been deemed “false” by all the usual (liberal) fact checking gurus:

“We have put together, I think, the most extensive and inclusive voter fraud organization in the history of American politics.”

Democrats chalked this up as just another case of Joey’s propensity for gaffes caused by his lips-disconnected-from-brain syndrome. And while good ol’ Joe’s foot is certainly no stranger to his mouth this clip sounds a lot more like a Freudian slip than a harmless quip. The Dems should have kept their Mushroom in the dark a little longer so he couldn’t let the cat out of the bag,

and open another whole can of worms.

If you’re at the point where you’re simply ‘mad as hell and not going to take this anymore’ I recommend Sarah Hoyt’s column, she is too:

WHY IS ANYONE PRETENDING THIS IS NORMAL?

The fraud is OBVIOUS. Really obvious. I’ll be honest, it’s been really obvious for decades, but it’s now in plain view of everyone.

But because the left disseminated that WE’d say there was fraud, the f*king stupid duckies are buying it and falling in line.

I’ll be honest, if people ON MY OWN F*CKING side don’t stop patting their backs about how great it is that we have a divided government again, I’m going to rip their arms off and beat them to death with them. (And this is why I’m not on the PJM live blog right now, because I’d go profane.)

Yeah, because the GOP was so good at fighting back without Trump. And will be without Trump. And President Ho won’t start truth and justice tribunals on Trump and all his associates. And she won’t use a pen and a phone.

Unless the rumor of non-radioactive isotope watermarks on official ballots is true - and frankly I’m skeptical - and the Democrats were too stupid to put said watermarks on their own “mail in” ballots we have a tremendous uphill battle. Nevada, home of the mail-in ballots-for-all movement, has reportedly separated ballots and pitched the envelopes they were mailed in, effectively destroying the evidence. Without evidence it’s hard to mount a case.

Even with concrete evidence we’re in for one long, hard, ugly, slow slog. And the Democrats aren’t as stupid as you think, but they are as devious.

I’m not one to easily give up and I do hope our President has a trick up his sleeve. But I’m also warning you to steel yourselves, warriors or not we may have an undesirable outcome because life is frequently not fair. 

As we wait I recommend we follow Sarah Hoyt’s advice,

DO NOT ACCEPT THEIR FRAUD AS NORMAL. AND REFUSE TO LET THEM FORCE YOU TO DO SO.

And also MathMom’s suggestion in the previous post. Call/write/email/inundate every. single. elected. official be they local, state or federal and demand action be taken to address voter fraud NOW.

Register your Rage™. We will not be placated. Do not go gentle into that good night because, as we’ve been lectured by the Left: Democracy Dies in Darkness. And I fear that’s their ultimate plan.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light

SEPTACEMIA: A Parable

The Sower (at Sunset), Vincent Van Gogh

Septacemia: A Parable As told by MathMom…

MathMom wrote this in response to God Sometimes Answers Prayer In Strange Ways. It is illustrative of the theme and provides a concrete suggestion for something we can all do to stem the harm from our current case of septacemia.

I have written my septicemia story before here, but I think I'll repeat it again.

MathMan needed a heart transplant, urgently, but weighed about 220 lbs. He needed to get down to 180 to be able to find a heart that would be strong enough to start up in his body. To explain, a heart taken from a donor can normally go into a donor who weighs about 25 lb more than the donor, but it can't take on a body that is 40, 50, 60 lbs heavier. Also, most donors are 21-year-old men who died in motorcycle accidents (that's why People Who Know call them "Donorcycles"). He just couldn't get to that 180 lb goal.

He was getting weaker and sicker. At one point (this will now collapse a family nightmare into a few words, because I'm already in bad emotional shape from the election and don't need to rip off that scab...) he wound up in the hospital, with septicemia, caused by an infected PICC line. He was in ICU for a week. During that time he couldn't eat anything, just couldn't get food down. One day he ate one grape. Another day he ate a celery stick the size of my little finger. When we got him home from the hospital, he couldn't bear the smell of food in the house. I cooked outside in a crockpot, but even bringing it in after it had cooled to put it in the fridge caused him to be nauseated. We ate fast food and threw out the bags in the bin outside, but he could smell food on our bodies. It was horrible. He kept losing weight. He looked like an Ethiopian famine victim.

Now, again collapsing several months of terror into a short story, the day came that his pager went off. Another long story short, he received a heart from Luke, who weighed about 130 lbs. MathMan weighed 155 lbs on the day of his transplant. He was actually on the transplant list only 17 days, because he weighed so little it was relatively easy to find him a donor.

All this, the terror and the nightmare, followed by a perfect heart transplant and 15 (and counting) years of health, because God gave MathMan septicemia, so that He could eventually give him Luke's heart.

This crisis may prove to be septicemia.

The enfraudulators have become so brazen and determined that they are now out in force, and are getting sloppy, in the open, with witnesses. They think they'll pull it off. But Trump doesn't like to be beaten, especially by losers who aren't even slick at their fraud. He will fight. I believe (usually) that he will win. (*Today I'm a bit weak on that, but was happy to see this morning that the election had not been awarded to Biden in the dark of night*.)

Pray hard. Donate if you can to the legal challenges. And remember that septicemia in October made MathMan a perfect fit for Luke's perfect heart in March. These evil actors will fight hard and dirty, and long, and will not stop unless they are stopped. I doubt that will be this week. They know that they will serve prison sentences if they are caught this time. They are cornered. They will fight. We must, too.

Email your senators and representatives and tell them you expect them to be vocal supporters of getting to the bottom of this, and be vocal supporters of Trump's right to a fair election outcome. So far, the lily-livered bastards are very quiet.

I’ve had friends and family members express feelings of frustration and powerlessness in the face of what appears to be rampant and blatant ballot fraud. MathMom’s recommendation is concrete, simple and directed. In our times public officials mostly refuse to do the right thing unless there’s threat of constituent backlash. So we need to let them know that voter fraud is not acceptable and it’s their job to ensure it isn’t tolerated any longer. It’s amazing that we need to tell them this but here we are. Even then some of them won’t care but at least you’ll have the satisfaction of knowing you’re reminding them of the oaths of office they took in exchange for their paycheck funded by us.

Even if you don’t live in a Swing State call/write your State and Federal Congressman and Senators. Also your Governor, Secretary of State and Attorney General. Tell them you demand that every legal ballot be counted and NO illegal ballots count. No. Matter. What. It. Takes. 

In 2016 they had an “insurance policy” in the form of a fake Russian dossier and subsequent impeachment. We are watching their 2020 “insurance policy” play out in the form of massive voter fraud in plain view.

Don’t let them collect on this false claim either. Here’s a site that will help you locate your local/state/federal elected officials office: How to Contact Your Elected Officials

So get on the Trump “I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take this anymore” train, now boarding.

God Sometimes Answers Prayer In Strange Ways

Ride the Storm, Philip McKay

All voices matter, unless your voice disagrees with the  Great Progressive Movement’s agenda.

All votes count, unless yours is against the Chosen Candidate of the Great Progressive Movement.

All lives matter – well actually they don’t. That’s racist. 

In the event of the President’s loss – most likely due to cheating and most certainly due to media lies and bias – I leave you with this one bright spot from the eye of the storm:

Trump was big on the national stage long before he was president. Why would he go away after the election is over? He’ll still have tens of millions of (probably angry) followers, deep pockets and a huge megaphone.

There has already been some talk of Trump starting his own television network to rival Fox News, and/or his own social media platform — the latter made more plausible by the heavy censorious hands of those running Twitter and Facebook — and I suspect that Trump would regard a 2020 loss as a setback, not a defeat. Grover Cleveland came back to win a second term after losing the White House, Trump might reason. Why not me? He’ll probably hold campaign-style rallies around the country starting right after the election. - Instpundit

The Trump Media Empire: the one thing that might be more powerful than a hamstrung Presidency. MOTUS votes YES!

Remember: God sometimes answers prayers in a strange way

Illegitimi non Carborundum

Well here we are, precisely where we feared we would be.  Far, far from the Biden landslide all the “experts” told us to expect. Winning, but still caught in the mist.

Standing guard as Democrat operatives arrive at the local cemetery to collect all the votes that haven’t yet been counted.

Carry on, and as our warrior President might say,

don’t let the bastards get you down.

I’ll be back later after I’ve had a lot more covfefe.

ETA this, from Sarah Hoyt:

OKAY, I’M SICK AND TIRED OF THIS AND I WANT TO CALL IT OUT RIGHT NOW:
I don’t want to hear a word about Trump’s tone. I don’t want to hear a word about how he crossed a line.
I DON’T WANT TO HEAR A WORD.
Listen to me: On one side we have the left, who is running a barely alive candidate, and a woman with all the appeal of week-old fish and no accomplishments she can point to.
Add to this they almost didn’t run a campaign, AND went to the point of not having offices in most cities.
For months now, I’ve been looking at this and going “They have a coup planned. The fix is in.” And everyone told me oh, no, I was seeing things.
Tonight we watched states called for Biden before votes were counted, while states that Trump has a solid lead in, stop counting.
And if you need help seeing what’s before your eyes, the left has for weeks now claimed Trump was going to attempt a coup. How many years have you known they accuse you of what they’re doing? What are you? Stupid?
Look, they are tainted by the previous failed coups, tainted by (most if not all of them) accepting money from Xi, and FYI China ALWAYS arranges for extra compromise for security, honeypots being their favorite, tainted even by association with Epstein. A second Trump term means a good chance that they go down hard and don’t get up again.
ALL OF THEM from the left politicians to the so called “tech lords” are fighting for their lives.
They’re cornered rats. There’s nothing they won’t do.
And all we have against them is Trump.
Stop calling Trump names.  Put on your big boy or girl pants.
They’re fighting for their lives.  And we are too. Because — look at Venezuela — socialism kills.

The comments are legion, touching on everything from “does the New Yorker’s “roleplaying” the election results make sense to you now?” to “Note how the Democrats who say they want to count every vote have stopped counting votes in PA, MI, and WI.

MOTUS Twilight Nocturne Lounge: Election Night 2020 Edition

Welcome to the MOTUS Twilight Nocturne Lounge, Election Night 2020 Edition.

The polls will start closing on the East Coast in a couple of hours at which time the results will start rolling in. We will not wait for any official results as we may not see them for days, weeks or months. Therefore, in full anticipation of President Donald J. Trump’s re-election, the Victory bar is now officially open. Those of you who’ve still not voted and have to leave to cast your ballot, be sure to have Little Mo stamp your hand on the way out and we’ll save your seat at the bar.

For the newbies around here, the bartender is Little Mo . He’s the mole at the end of the bar in the MAGA hat. Just nod at him, he already knows what you want.

The TVs will be monitoring election returns and two of VSPGPDJT’s final 2020 campaign rallies, the last one in Grand Rapids, MI and the record breaking one in Butler, PA, will be streaming in a loop.

President Trump’s Remarks @ Final Campaign Rally Grand Rapids, MI 11/02/20

Ancient History footnote provided by Raj: MOTUS was born in Grand Rapids, met and married her soul mate there, so it’s likely that VSPGPDJT chose to hold his epic, final campaign event there in her honor. Thank you Mr. President!

Final Campaign Rally Grand Rapids, MI 11/02/20 - Full 3 Hours   

Butler Pennsylvania, 10/31/2020 – Sorry; camera man couldn’t get any closer – cooties you know

And what victory party would be complete without the over-worked but still great Lee Greenwood song?

2018 MAGA Rally in Chattanooga, Tennessee

Since my circadian rhythms don’t like being messed with, I’ve not adjusted to Standard Time. I’ve been up since 4:00 AM so will probably be nodding off rather early but will be back to clean up the mess sometime in the early morning hours.

 

Have fun but remember: any leftover clothing, inner or outer, unclaimed after 30 days will be disposed of.

 

Oh yeah, and MAGA!!!

What An Unusual Thing Happened To Me: Redux

I checked back to see what my thoughts were on Election Day, 2016. They were very similar to what they are today. I included a quote that surprisingly feels even more right today:

A phenomenon occurs but because you’re in the middle of it, you just think it’s your life until it’s over. And then you look back and say, “what an unusual thing happened to me…” – Paul Simon

I leave you today with a song written by Simon in 1973, in the midst of the very divisive Vietnam War. It once again seems to capture the split zeitgeist of the nation. The little minstrel man spins a magical tune…An American Tune:

“An American Tune”
by Paul Simon

Many's the time I've been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
But I'm all right, I'm all right
I'm just weary to my bones
Still, you don't expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home

And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
or driven to its knees
But it's all right, it's all right
We've lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the road
we're traveling on
I wonder what went wrong
I can't help it, I wonder what went wrong

And I dreamed I was dying
And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying

We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age's most uncertain hour
and sing an American tune
But it's all right, it's all right
You can't be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day
And I'm trying to get some rest
That's all I'm trying to get some rest

Or if that’s not your cup of tea, there’s always Les Mis – Can You Hear the People Sing. Crank up the volume so everyone can hear you.

I’ll be opening MOTUS’ Twilight Nocturn Election Night Lounge this evening at 6:00 PM for anyone who wishes to drop by. Little Mo will be tending bar. No mask or social distancing required. Just nod, he always knows what you want.

Do remember what an amazing thing happened in 2016 and prepare to have it happen all over again – despite all odds – because President Donald J. Trump speaks for us. Never forget that.

Winnie the Flu from the Land of Wu

I see that Europe is closing down again due to Winnie the Flu from the land of Wu.

All of France's 67 million people have been ordered to stay at home at all times with no visitors, or risk steep fines or prosecution, as coronavirus cases in the country continue to rise.

"Your papers, please"

Butt, Butt, Butt (excusez moi but(t) it strikes me that this is once again an appropriate spelling for this great conjunction) isn’t Europe the template for the correct-a-vous handling of the Corona? Isn’t President Trump the only* reprobate world leader who failed miserably to protect his citizens from contracting the deadly virus by refusing to hermetically seal the country’s citizens inside to prevent the deadly spread of the disease? And isn’t that failure the only thing (aside from the end of fossil fuels and Obamacare-for-all) that Joey Biden is running on?

Please don’t tell me the European strategy (gasp!) failed? Please don’t tell me that you can’t trick a virus into going away by hiding from it with face masks and hand sanitizer for 6 months?

Huh. Well this is interesting. The current ratio of deaths to cases seems to be the inverse of what it was last spring. Closer now to what you’d see from – oh, I don’t know, a normal flu season perhaps? Seems maybe we’ve learned a thing or two since then about testing for and treating the Wuhan virus. Either that and/or it’s mutating into a somewhat less lethal strain.

Meanwhile, in the USA, President Trump’s approach has been to clear bureaucratic paths (no mean task) for drug companies to develop, manufacture and distribute a vaccine post haste without sacrificing safety or efficacy. I’d vote for that approach over more lockdowns every day of the week.

And then there’s Michigan. Here in the Mitten State our Governor, Wretched Gretchen, has determined that – for your own good – you too will have to show your papers if you wish to go out: Michigan Bars, Restaurants Will Require Customer’s Names And Phone Numbers Starting Monday.

Michigan officials claim there have been 12 coronavirus outbreaks stemming from bars and restaurants, so now the state wants patrons to provide their name and phone number for future potential contact tracing.

Apparently Mother Gretchen did not like having her executive orders overturned by the Supreme Court so she’s punishing us in other ways that she deems legal.

“It’s not nice to mess with Mother’s Nature!” She will find a way to punish you.

The new order reads: "All dine-in food service establishments must maintain accurate records of the names and phone numbers of patrons who purchase food for consumption on the premises, and the date and time of entry."

The orders require restaurants, along with schools and other businesses, to provide names and phone numbers of individuals with possible COVID-19 exposure to local health officials "to aid in contact tracing and case investigation efforts." – Detroit News

I wonder if Gretch knows that Washington state’s Gov. Jay Inslee was forced to retract a similar requirement last May when even the ACLU complained the data gathering was a risk "to people's fundamental rights to privacy and association?" 

I think perhaps I should send a copy of my latest edition of Imprimis to both President Macron and Governor Wretched: A Sensible and Compassionate Anti-COVID Strategy. In this article the Stanford doc explains in simple terms the difference between COVID-19 “infections” and “cases” and why the original WHO statement that “three percent of people who get COVID die from it” was wrong by at least one order of magnitude (closer to 0.2 or 0.3 percent).

I’ll let Dr. Jay Bhattacharya - Professor of Medicine at Stanford University where he received both an M.D. and a Ph.D. in economics - explain his objective:

My goal today is, first, to present the facts about how deadly COVID-19 actually is; second, to present the facts about who is at risk from COVID; third, to present some facts about how deadly the widespread lockdowns have been; and fourth, to recommend a shift in public policy.

And lastly, the perfunctory “don’t forget to vote tomorrow like your life depended on it” message. Because this time it might, literally, be true.

President Trump, yesterday, Washington, MI

*Except for Sweden, where herd immunity seems to be allowing life to go on quite normally, thank you.

Reflect On This

I’m sticking with my call of Michigan for Trump but I’m not going to lie to you, the number of Biden signs cropping up over the past 2 weeks is distressing. They have sprouted up all over suburbia, including my very own neighborhood proving that doubling down on stupid is a real thing.

It’s evident everywhere. Take Halloween for example. I expected fewer than usual trick-or-treaters (between 50-70, weather dependent) but last night we had exactly…12. And half of them were the the 2 kids who live across the street and their 4 visiting cousins.

Sad day when lack of social distancing becomes the scariest thing about Halloween

To be clear, Michigan has always had a huge Democrat grass roots campaigning mob; this year they’ve had nothing to work with other than COVID-a-phobia and an insistence that it’s all Trump’s fault. So it shouldn’t be a surprise that they’re working the suburbs like crazy where they assume – correctly so it would seem – moms remain very concerned about a virus that pretty much leaves school-aged kids unscathed.

And again, the number of campaign stops both Obama, with his lackey Joey, and President Trump are making in Michigan during this last week means the state is still too close to call. As Rush has said for months, the polls will start to tighten as we get closer to the election. Like this, in Arizona:

Michael Moore not withstanding, polls still indicate Biden up by 10+ points in Michigan, but as I said, I’m sticking with my prognostication. I just feel it in my bones. Plus, the President’s very last campaign stop on November 2nd will once again be in Grand Rapids at 10:30 pm – and since they always run a couple hours late at the end of the day that means it will actually be after midnight, technically election day. Just like last time. And our president is looking amazingly strong for a man who was suffering from COVID – the hobgoblin of the Democrats’ campaign against him – just 3 weeks ago.

President Trump arrives for rally in Lansing, MI October 27, 2020

I choose to reflect on that these last 2 days.