Category: Politics

Beach House

With global warming and rising sea levels, wouldn’t a beach house be a risky investment?

Climate-change activists have been scaring the shit out of us for years, foretelling the end of the world due to global warming, thawing icecaps, and vast shorelines across the world sinking into a maelstrom of rising ocean waves.

I think they want us to panic. Okay. I can do that, because I panic easily. It doesn’t take much to get me all worked up to the point where I’m building a bomb shelter, or hoarding all the food at the supermarket, or signing up for some doomsday wacko’s newsletter.

But I’ve learned from experience that before making any big decisions, it’s best to take a deep breath, lock myself in a soundproof chamber, and scream my head off for awhile. After that, I’m too exhausted to make a big decision.

And I’ve also learned the importance of fact-checking. So I did some research. First I went to a liberal website. Then I clicked over to a conservative website. I’ve discovered that all the knowledge in the world can be contained between two such websites.

Here’s what they had to say about climate change:

The global warming aficionados wrote the material for the liberals. They cite rising global temperatures, retreating glaciers, and about a seven-inch rise in sea levels over the past 100 years. And they claim that Greenland and Antarctica are losing 420 billion tons of ice annually. Which is about how much my wife uses in her drinks, every day during the summer. They blame it all on the burning of fossil fuels. And they scoff at anyone who disputes their opinions, while putting on a supercilious air of scientific superiority.

Those they scoff at are the climate-change skeptics, who incidentally, authored the conservative material. These skeptics cite a hiatus in global warming that occurred from 1998 to 2013. And they cite NOAA data demonstrating a slight cooling trend going on since 2015, indicating yet another hiatus. They also complain of shifting goalposts, showing how predicted points of no return have come and gone, only to be repeatedly extended out into the future. And they express condescending pity for climate-change believers, whom they regard as naive victims of a scam or conspiracy.

Gads! I had a headache from all this conflicting information. So I got in my minivan, rolled down the windows, and drove about a hundred miles to get some fresh air.

Driving helps me to think. And suddenly, while speeding through a small town, a splendid idea knocked me in the head. Or did I hit a pedestrian? Not sure. But my idea was to go straight to the alarm. I mean, straight to the climate-change activists who were sounding the alarm. Or was the alarm really a siren behind me? Again, not sure.

Since climate-change activists are activists, they engage in actions. And actions speak louder than words. So I decided to disregard their arguments and study their actions.

One of our highest ranking climate-change activists is former Secretary of State John F. Kerry (JFK). President Biden appointed him to be our climate envoy, so he could fly all around the world in his private jet, spewing God-knows-how-much carbon dioxide into the air, in order to find ways to combat climate change.

In 2017, JFK purchased a waterfront mansion on Martha’s Vineyard for $12 million. Great Godfrey! That’s one expensive beach house! And what a risky investment, given all the news that the ocean level is rising. Why, you’d think Kerry would be more judicious, and buy a mountain chateau instead, far inland from the ravages of rising sea levels. But perhaps he’s gambling that only the other oceans will rise, and not the Atlantic.

And how about the man who appointed him to be our climate czar? President Joe Biden bought a beach house in 2017 for $2.74 million. Situated in the town of Rehoboth Beach, Delaware, it’s only a few feet above sea level. No joke! He apparently isn’t afraid that the eustasy of the sea may submerge him.

One of former President Barack Obama’s proudest achievements was the Paris Agreement, that committed nearly all nations to fight against climate change. But in 2015 he invested $9 million in a beachfront home in Hawaii. Hey, shouldn’t that be kapu?! And like JFK, he also has a beach house on Martha’s Vineyard, that cost him $12 million in 2019.

Bill Gates has jumped on his keyboard, warning the world about climate change, rising ocean levels, and disappearing beaches. But in 2020 he fished $43 million from his pocket, to buy a beachfront home in Del Mar, California. I’ll bet it has plenty of windows.

Mark Zuckerberg has been an outspoken activist about climate change, and has even censored posts on Facebook that he deems to be “climate misinformation.” And yet he recently plopped over $100 million down, on beachfront property in Hawaii. Have you ever meta hypocrite as big as him?

Many celebrities have also blared warnings about climate change, yet they also own big, expensive beach houses. These include Leonardo DiCaprio, Barbara Streisand, Courtney Cox, Cindy Crawford, Celine Dion, George Lucas, Lady Gaga, and Bon Jovi.

Well, hell! Son of a beach!

This is all I need to know. Don’t get me wrong, I take climate change seriously. But what I’ve been trying to figure out is just how concerned to be about it. Is it time to hit the panic button?

No, now I understand. When I consider climate change, I will treat it with just as much urgency as John Kerry, Joe Biden, Barack Obama, or any other climate-change activist treats it, whenever they dump a ton of money on the purchase of a beach house.


My Ballot

The infamous “butterfly ballot” from Florida, that allegedly cost Al Gore the presidential election in 2000.

I recently got my sample ballot in the mail. So now I must decide by November 8th, who to vote for in the midterm election.

I’m an independent, with no loyalty to any political party. But unlike many independents, I don’t base my vote on the quality of individual candidates. That’s because I believe that whoever wins will be a rubber stamp to the political machine that owns them.

Rather, I vote for parties over individuals, and choose the party that seems the least insane at the time of an election. I believe all political parties are nuts. So I want the party to win that’s the least nuts, because I presume they will do the least amount of damage to us.

For instance, it doesn’t matter to me that our Democratic candidate for governor, Gavin Newsom, is a hypocritical, snobbish, moronic imbecile, trying to impose communism on California while taking away all of our human rights, and dragging our economy down to Third World status, while outlawing gas-powered cars.

Nor do I care that his Republican opponent, Brian Dahle, is a cowardly loser and Trump-supporting election-denier, who nobody takes seriously, can’t get any media coverage either good or bad, and who will likely be buried by Newsom in a landslide large enough to level Mt. Whitney.

No, I’m just voting for the political party that seems the least crazy at this moment in time.

So I got on the internet and researched the sanity of the parties. Here’s what I discovered:

If I vote Democratic, I will be voting for China, socialism, runaway inflation, high taxes, homelessness, Satan, MSNBC, violent suppression of dissent, political persecution, censorship, science-denial, return to the Stone Age, gain-of-function lab leaks, Dr. Fauci, white guilt, reverse discrimination, open borders, child grooming, gender confusion, influence peddling, rampant crime, the murder of unborn babies, and the elevation of elite leaders at the expense of the powerless.

But if I vote Republican, I will be voting for Russia, fascism, destruction of our democratic institutions, one-party rule, Trump, FOX News, insurrection, misinformation, hate speech, science-denial, climate-change Armageddon, the spread of Covid, white supremacy, racism, child abuse, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, MAGA, QAnon (whatever the hell that is), gun violence, forced pregnancies, and the enrichment of billionaires at the expense of the poor.

Hmm, how to decide . . . how to decide . . .

This was a lot for me to digest. But I did a little more research and found that if I tell anyone I voted Democratic, I will be hounded by white supremacists, who will burn a cross on my front yard. But if I tell anyone I voted Republican, I will be doxxed, then investigated by the FBI for hate crimes and insurrection.

Therefore, I have decided to keep my ballot secret.

Pendulum of Insanity

I’ve changed my mind about voting for moderates. There was a time when I advocated voting for middle-of-the-roaders, but over the last few years my political attitudes have undergone a sea change.

The sea change started two years ago, when the pandemic began. Our freedoms were ripped apart, mutilated, shredded, and spindled, through a variety of diktats. And businesses were forced to shut down, heaping financial ruin upon millions of employees and entrepreneurs.

Then later that year, politicians tacitly endorsed the looting and burning of our cities during “mostly peaceful” demonstrations. Police departments were defunded and criminals had a field day. And social media platforms began censoring the voices of those who dissented against the policies that were bringing all this chaos into our lives.

Other stuff has happened since, and I can go on and on with a laundry list. But if you’ve been paying any attention to the news, you might know what I’m talking about.

So where have the moderates been, sounding the cry of alarm? Nowhere. At least not from a certain political party.

What suddenly hit me, like the weight of a fat politician tripping all over himself, is that it doesn’t matter how moderate lawmakers seem to be. Moderates tend to cooperate with the party they belong to. And that’s because they depend upon their party for campaign funding. And if they don’t tow the party line, not only will they lose that funding, but it will go to a primary campaign against them. Then they’ll likely be voted out of office.

So I’ve concluded that voting for moderate candidates is futile. It doesn’t matter where candidates say they stand on the issues, nor how maverick they claim to be, nor how much they promise they’ll reach across the aisle to the other side. All of that is bullshit. What matters is which party the candidate belongs to. Because nine times out of ten, that’s how they’re going to vote when deciding on controversial legislation. They’ll vote along party lines.

And when their party advocates crazy things, they may not speak out in support of those things, but they won’t speak out against them, either. No, they’ll just keep quiet, or get all mealy-mouthed about where they stand.

Therefore, I don’t advocate voting for moderates anymore. Rather, I advocate voting for political parties. The political machines are calling all the shots, so why not vote for or against them, rather than focus on individual candidates?

I’m an independent. I don’t belong to any political party. It’s my belief that all political parties are insane. That goes for both the Democratic and Republican parties, as well as all the third parties, such as Green, Libertarian, and Peace and Freedom.

However, I also believe that the level of insanity within any particular party fluctuates over time, from mildly insane, to stark raving nuts. Take the Republicans for instance. During the ’90s they were only mildly insane, in my view. Through their efforts we actually had balanced budgets for a few years. That’s pretty amazing, and is something only mildly insane people are capable of accomplishing.

But after the Iraq War started, they went completely bananas. Even after it was proven there were no weapons of mass destruction, they continued to support the war in lockstep; Ron Paul being a rare, notable exception.

And then Obama was elected, and radical Republicans spread the idea that he was born in Kenya and sneaked into the United States for the purpose of running for president. Supposedly he and his conspirators were plotting to turn our country into an Islamic state.

Where were the Republican moderates, decrying and dissenting from such lunacy? Nowhere. At least not in public. They never dared. But I’m sure there were many of them crying in their beer in private, while hoping and praying that their party would come to its senses.

Now, take the Democrats over the past few years. In my opinion, they’ve gone just as nuts as the old Birther Republicans. Yes, I’m sure there are many moderate Democrats who have a lot of intelligent and perfectly reasonable things to say about the erratic direction of their party. But they don’t dare speak up, lest their heads be lopped off.

There seems to be a pendulum of insanity that swings back and forth within the parties, from mildly insane to extreme, eyes-rolled-back-into-the-head mania. And when I observe this pendulum, it seems to me that the Republicans have swung back to being mildly insane, while the Dems have taken a swan dive off the Deep End.

In my opinion, of course. Everyone has their own insanity meter, and has to gauge for themselves. But my wife agrees. She was a lifelong Democrat until two years ago. Now she’s a Republican who feels disgusted with the party of the donkey. And I have a niece who’s been a fanatical Democrat since she was old enough to vote. Yet even she has been expressing misgivings lately, and wondering aloud if her party has taken things too far.

As for me, I’m remaining independent. But rather than vote for moderates, my new strategy is to vote for the candidates of the party that seems least insane at the time of an election.

The Republicans seem to have mostly emerged from the brain fog they wandered through for about 15 years. Now, in my view, they’re back to being only mildly insane. If they can manage to keep out of straitjackets over the next four months, those nuts could very well win my vote.

And if they’re elected, their party machine can take over running the country. I’m hoping their machine will return our country back to the good ol’ days. Back to when it was only kind of nuts, rather than completely, stark raving bonkers.


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