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Saturday, March 3, 2012

Government Motors Halts Production of Junk, Formerly Known As The Volt

GM has stopped production of the Volt and laid off 1300 workers. Seems nobody is buying that overpriced POS. I snipped this quote courtesy of a ZeroHedge article I will link at the bottom.

"We did not develop the Chevy Volt to be a political punching bag," General Motors CEO Daniel Akerson testified before Congress in the same January hearing. "We engineered the Volt to be a technological wonder."

The Volt is a wonder alright. It's a wonder anyone buys the piece of crap.

Here's how the Volt pencils out. With local taxes, dealer fees, and the 600 dollar power cord, you can't get off the lot for a dime less than 45 grand.

My Hyundai Elantra is bigger, roomier, has a larger motor, gets better mileage, and costs 30 thousand dollars less. The Elantra has not been known to spontaneously burst into flames either.
So how much gas does 30 grand buy? Say at 4 bucks a gallon?

It buys 7500 gallons. That is 262,000 miles worth. (At 35 MPG)

The Volt does not pencil. It never has. You only have battery power for about 30-40 miles, then you are on gas. It costs 1.80 on average to charge the car for 10 hours. The heater sucks all of the juice out of the battery and puts you on gas in short order. From that point- not only is the car underpowered but it gets worse mileage than the Hyundai.

But to each their own. I mean after all ...people bought Pacers, Gremlins, and Monzas didn't they? They just didn't shell out 45 grand to do so.

The Great Misery

Every day, with a pain induced day or two off occasionally,  I go to the gym. I run 5k or the equivalent distance one would travel from Boise to Chicago. Ultimately, my goal is simple. I want to run 3.2 miles in 32 minutes. I can do it in 35 now.

I have been doing this for a year to keep from becoming elephant man.

I used to run the old fashioned way. On the street, sometimes with a gun belt and vest on. Then to avoid weather and drunk drivers, I would go inside and hop on a treadmill and just haul ass. Today it is much different. The treadmill has a TV and Ipod hookups. There are drink holders on the treadmill but so far I have not been able to find a treadmill with an ashtray. Perhaps they will come out with one soon. I run with those bizarre looking Skecher shoes. The greatest invention of my lifetime. I have perfectly flat feet which these shoes correct. In fact, I even ordered a pair while writing this. Do not forget the coupon code. It will save you 20 bucks, JJ25FIT.

So each day I go to the gym. I go early to avoid those evil little Muslim brats as much as possible. I find a treadmill which overlooks the whole facility including the swimming pool. Then I begin to set up camp. I put my Brita filtered water in one of the drink holders. In the other drink holder I put a towel. I like to chew gum when I run, so I've got some Blackjack I scored at the Cracker Barrel. I leave my Ipod in the car so that it is always fully charged. I place that on the center console. And because I don't like showering with a bunch of old nasty men, I carry a sweatshirt. When I am done running I strip off my t shirt, exposing my gray chest hair and man boobs, and then ever so quickly- I put the sweatshirt on.

It is odd that at no time during the shirt changing- does it appear that anyone ever notices.

Recently I have been eyeing this blond gal that works at the Y. I can tell she is nice because she smiles a lot. She is in great shape and I think she measures her weight loss in ounces. Sooner or later, I think, I will hit on this gal and see what's up. That day happened yesterday.

When I mentioned how nice she looked, she told me that she was training for the Robie Creek Run. For those of you who do not live in Boise, let me explain what the Robie Creek Run is. It is like running from Boise to Key West only straight up a mountain side. One year, during an extreme heat wave, everyone died during the race. They simply scraped the bodies off the road with a grader and put up some of those crosses. If you are looking for additional misery in your life, I have included a link here.

So not only is this gal in great shape, but she told me that she is only 39. Imagine my disappointment. I felt like some old felon engaged in lewd conduct with a minor. Thankfully she did not ask me how old I was.

Running is no longer the great misery it used to be. Every day when I get off the treadmill I hurt all over. This is exactly how I feel whether I run or or not. I am beginning to enjoy it. This is how old Jack the dog used to be before he passed along. Misery it seems, finds company with us sooner or later.

Friday, March 2, 2012

Statists Whine About Free Speech, Call "Go To Hell Barack" Ad "Disrespectful"

What...are we supposed to be outraged??

The greatest flim flam man to ever lie his way into the White House gets called on that crooked piece of health care legislation...the one that nobody read and suddenly people are outraged at an ad stating "Go to hell, Barack?"

I've been outraged for four years at this asshole. Obama's been wiping his backside with the Constitution. Czars, takeovers, playing golf, laundering campaign money through Solyndra and other non viable companies, taking campaign funds from crooks like Jon Corzine who stole 1.6 billion in customer accounts. Recess appointments. Gunwalker scandals. The most crooked administration ever.

Obama plays small ball. He sucks. Plain and simple.

Where were you liberals and moonbats when the politicians were hijacking our Constitution? Do any of you dimwits have any idea of the Obamacare health plan prices and just why they were scheduled to go into effect after the 2012 elections?

Of course you don't know. You want free speech according to your rules. You think nothing of calling Bush an asshole but we are supposed to respect this piece of crap that occupies our property. You'll think big deal when you are shelling out 12 grand a year for healthcare for your family of four and getting threatened by IRS agents if you don't pay. You'll think telling Obama to go to hell was completely justified sometime in 2014. Trust me.

Here's the link, statists.

Obama is too sneaky to tell us to go to hell. Instead, he has simply chosen to deliver us there.

It's Getting Harder Every Day... To Find Nicely Forged Documents

The other day, I noticed that my local eatery gives a 15% discount to people aged 55 and older. This is a curious thing in and of itself actually.

Is there some advantage in attracting old people to your restaurant? Do they feel sorry for us? Maybe that parking lot full of sport utility vehicles and high end autos is indicative of a down trodden  demographic. I'm not sure exactly what thought process was in use when offering the big 15% discount. I have always tried to attract younger, better looking people. I'm sort of weird that way. I would probably suck as a restaurant owner.

So I am wondering, do you have to ask for this discount when you are ordering? Does some 20 year old chick eyeball you and say, "yea- he looks older than 55. " I can't imagine the level of embarrassment if I lied about my age to save a dollar fifty and then got busted.

Maybe they should have one of those alcohol type signs at the cash register. If you were born after today's date Mar. 2, 1957...we no give you discount. Actually the absence of such a device would allow me to save face if I got busted. I suck at math.

Does anyone give a shit about one more old man with one foot in the grave? Probably not. I however, must still maintain some level of dignity while screwing the restaurant out of 15%. For the second time in my life, some 35 years apart, I need a a nicely forged birth certificate or maybe one of those clever new bogus ID cards the kids are using to get into bars. This will be my backup plan when lying about my age. Having been out of the forged document marketplace for quite some time, I'm not sure where to go to get a nicely forged document.

Lord knows, I don't need some smart assed kid with a nose stud telling me I only look 49 and me pulling out some second rate forged ID and having the kid call the cops on me.

The problem is, I don't want to spend 300 bucks on the thing. Three hundred bucks is a cheap investment when you are 19 and trying to get drunk, laid, or both. Besides, you can just lie to your parents and tell them you need the money for books. At age 51, laying out three hundred bucks to save an average of a buck fifty means I will have to eat at the restaurant 200 times before I turn 55. Shit. I can't break even with those kinds of numbers.

So I got to thinking, who knows more about forged documents than our President? Nobody does. Not only are President Obama's documents mostly missing, but when one pops after 3 years and gawd knows how many court proceedings, you just know it is going to be a high quality reproduction. After all, this is the President we are talking about. He doesn't send his work to Kinko's.

Don't go eating at Sheriff Joe Arpaio's restaurant, Barack. He's on to you. You ain't getting a discount there.

Maybe, I could go to one of those press conferences, get one of those plastic badge thingys, and ask, "Mr. President, could you give me the name of a good forger if you happen to know of one?" Maybe if I wear one of those t shirts, the non shot up variety, he will see me as a friendly guy or maybe even a moonbat and know that I have a sincere need for one. Maybe if I leave my number, he can text me the information. Or maybe I will just ask one of the ten thousand illegal aliens living in Nampa. Surely they know a good forger or two.

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Not here. Next door.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Friday Follies...Prepare To Laugh Your Ass Off

Sam Kinison. Live where the food is.

Most Awkward Wheel of Fortune Moment Ever- 18 Million Views

One More Reason To Hate Obama (Like You Needed One)

I snipped this comment from the TF Metals Report. I have been reading about this latest move from our Marxist -In-Chief. I swear the guy never quits. The snip.

After over three years of being the most profligate spender of other people's money since the Earth was a cooling ball of gas, Barack Obama has finally found one place where he's willing to make real budget cuts: healthcare for America's military.
Specifically, the president has offered up a plan to force active duty service members and veterans to sign up for Obamacare and leave Tricare (the current U.S. subsidized health insurance program for the military) by raising the cost of premiums until it's unaffordable.
Obama's plan, which would go into effect immediately after elections, would raise Tricare premiums 30% to 78% in the first year...and then go up 94% to 345% every five years thereafter until every last man and woman who has served in uniform has had to quit the system and settle for whatever crumbs Obamacare will throw them.
Roughly speaking, that means a retired officer would be paying four times more for insurance in five years than he or she is now. And 16 times more in 10 years.
Experts say that the slash-and-burn reduction in military benefits is likely to hurt efforts to recruit or retain soldiers...which is probably exactly what Barack Obama wants.
Of course, none of this would be happening if this president and his party were even the least bit serious about real deficit reduction. But instead we get years without budgets, and gimmicky and pointless cost-cutting committees and supercommittees.
Followed by the Commander-in-Chief's cold and calculated order for members of the military to sacrifice themselves on the deficit grenade...and all to shield the despicable little Chicago politician who is twirling the grenade's pin on his finger.

In Like A Lion

Well after four months and a complete disappearance, winter has finally arrived. Yesterday and today. I can see the tire tracks of the evil postal creature who arrives here each day in the new fallen snow. If I block her ingress and egress with something like my car, she leaves these nasty notes in my box about how postal patrons are supposed to leave our box areas uncluttered.

Like that is some law.

One day, I saw the postal creature actually exit her vehicle and waddle outside. I noted that waddling outside is probably something she should do more of. A year of waddling might yield the loss of a stone or two from her undercarriage. If you know what I mean. But instead, I am compliant. I let her drive up on my lawn...enabling her to achieve her goal of a premature death.

All of this snow, of course coincides nicely with my days off. I had this vision, err fantasy, of hauling out that beautiful suede blue Roadking and riding it in sunny 50 degree weather. Instead, I am here writing in my underwear in my mother's basement.

Well that's not entirely true.

So I've got seven days left on a nine day off streak. This snow pisses me off. This afternoon, I am gonna pay the bills, get a haircut, change the oil, and get the hell out of here- soon. I haven't decided on which gambling mecca location I will land on but I am leaning heavily on Harrah's in Laughlin with my runner up choice being the Fremont in Las Vegas.

Time to check the weather, somewhere else.

Using The New FlipCard Blogger Interface

Traditionally, I run about 250-300 page views on my blog per day.

For a guy who writes with the kind of razor wit that I possess- those are some sorry assed numbers. So once again, I am going to try the new blogger interface for a couple of days. My pageloads soared because readers could click on the things that interested them. Like dry, boring pieces about banker crooks. The only thing missing will be that nasty ass looking head of Frankenstein's.

I am also thinking of driving down to Vegas for the weekend. At any rate, I thought I'd warn ya and maybe this weekend I will report on the pageload numbers from some smelly casino.

Why I Believe Oil Prices Are About To Tumble

Here at Frankenstein Government (the writers, me) are never afraid to stick our necks out. The absolute worst thing that can happen to me is that I will write something so outlandishly fucking stupid that I will live to regret it.

They give us a delete button for a reason.

I have been pondering the rise in oil prices and my personal opinion is that high oil prices are not the effect of consumption driven demand pricing. The demand for oil in the U.S. has fallen off a cliff. In England- it is even worse.

So why are oil prices so ridiculously high?

Answer- Oil prices are manipulated first and foremost by the oil producers and they are priced in a fiat currency (dollars) that can simply be replicated and counterfeited.

So who is that in the strait of Hormuz? Who is that rattling sabers? Oh yea, that's Iran- a big oil producer. It does not hurt them, OPEC, or the price of their oil to act like they are bent on starting WWIII. The worst thing that can happen is that oil producing governments around the world, the great oil cartel, the great oil producers- all make more money.

This at a time when they ought to be giving the stuff away.

The demand is simply not there. It has been manufactured. There is simply no way that US oil demand can drop 30%, the Bakken pipeline is choked full of oil, and we are exporting the stuff as fast as we can. Therefore demand and tight supplies don't have a damn thing to do with current oil pricing. Greed, bullshit, and saber rattling do.

The other reality is that oil priced in dollars has to go up. Anybody with a calculator can see that America will simply try to print more money to buy oil. The price goes up as the money supply increases. That figures in.

I also believe we are in a worldwide recession. I believe that oil is about to tumble. A bold prediction just ahead of the driving season- I know. I've been looking at bicycles and I bought the Elantra just in case I am wrong.

I wrote a piece two years ago wherein I said that our economy cannot afford any kind of recovery. I still believe that. Inflation will absolutely go through the roof given the excess money printing that has taken place. If you really believe that the world is about to embark on a great economic boom- you should go down to the store and buy all of the precious metals that you can lay your hands on.  And maybe a big storage tank for gasoline.

Oddly enough, economical car sales have taken off. This is not hurting Obama or his re-election chances. You don't need a bona fide recovery to win- just the perception of one. I find the whole oil price out and buy fuel efficient cars...prop up the sagging economy... during an election year...more than just coincidence.

If the big recovery happens, I am going to get rich. I am prepared for the great inflation. I am also going to hit the delete button on this piece and I deny I ever wrote it. Give this latest BS pricing increase a month- we'll see if it sticks and stays. I bet it doesn't.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Feds, Obedient Peoria City Officials, Lose Testicles Attempting To Save Their Own Careers

Seven kids and a police sergeant shoot holes in an Obama T- shirt. The photo below was posted on Facebook. All hell broke loose. This is an excellent story to kick around a bit. Interesting.

Secret Service Investigating Photo of Teens Holding Bullet Ridden Obama Shirt

I think of this as an over reaction and over reach of a government that turns every little incident into a federal case. Before we go any further, here is the background on this story.,0,7342283.story

I am appalled at the speed in which we are losing our freedom.

Now many of you know- I am a city cop and Chief hailing from small town America. I am going to land on the side of a 25 year police sergeant who up until recently- had First Amendment rights.  This man may have actually saved lives which might be worth more than the entire lot of Peorian politicians and their obedient charges- throwing lonely cops under buses.

It doesn't really matter whether you like the photo or not. Was a law broken here? And absent that- what police department policy was broken? And absent that, what is the proper thing to do ethically and morally? Is posting that photo above, worthy of a career demotion and two weeks unpaid leave? I'm not sure. I think it's over kill. But that's what happens when a bunch of obedient, embarrassed, and cowardly administrators  feel threatened. It is easy to scapegoat some poor sap while you claim victim status for yourselves. Don't think the risk managers and lawyers haven't thought this through.

It takes a Police Chief with huge balls to stand up to such a firestorm and quite frankly, I'm not available any longer. Police Chiefs with balls do not last long in the political storm of city politics. Mostly they suck up and try to preserve their jobs. I get that. That just wasn't my style.

I can honestly say- I never kissed political ass. I can also say, I am no longer in law enforcement. As it happens, that is not such a coincidence and may have something to do with my particular "style."

Let me explain how this works.

Somebody reported this photo to the Feds or via some branch of law enforcement. Someone started making calls to local officials in Peoria. Nobody can make a big deal out of nothing better than attorneys. They are professionals. Probably the local district attorney's office, the Mayor, City Administrator, City Attorney, Police Chief. Maybe the FBI or other collateral agents descended on the City of Peoria and the police department. The U.S. Attorney might have gotten involved. Oh and of course the press. It would have been an embarrassing shit storm in the initial discovery phase.

In the duck and cover world where everyone protects their asses and jobs at all costs- this sergeant never stood a chance.Why? Because the world is full of cowards- that's why. And at the end of the day- everyone involved in this will cover their own asses.

They will say, "this guy deserves all of this." Because it is convenient to their careers.

What I am saying is this. They will not do the right and just thing- they will do the thing that is PERCEIVED to be the right thing. There is a huge difference.

But the truth is- it really is just a run of the mill policy break. Every police policy manual in the nation has some broad sweeping section, a catch all, to ensnare bizarre actions that nobody could have possible foreseen. This would include posting a legal picture, on a legal website, on a legal computer.
In fact, on this link if you play the video at about halfway through you will hear a recitation of one of these CS policies. A policy for social media? Sure. Law enforcement agencies dream up policy for everything. I have seen department policy manuals a foot thick that covered farting in public. I am not making that up.

In this case, clearly the sergeant broke no laws. So that wasn't even a consideration from the outset.

With that in mind, all that was left was the administrative punishment. This is the one where the obedient officials in some unifying effort to save face and potential embarrassment must come up with a suitable punishment. Not the appropriate one mind you. The one that APPEARS to the public as the appropriate one.

Now there will always be someone out there who will say, they should have fired him. I want to remind you. This is free speech, practiced on your own computer, on your own time. You have broken no laws. The only mistake you have made- IF ANY- was putting up a photo that is offensive and which may have embarrassed your employer.  Policy can be challenged. Just because somebody dreams it up- doesn't mean it's legal.

I've given this a lot of thought tonight. What would I have done if it were left to me by a Mayor that promised to stand behind me?

There is no way in hell that I would have demoted this guy and ruined his career because of one solitary lapse in judgment. (Now if there are other lapses or mitigating factors, nobody is mentioning them.)

A week or two on the beach- suspended without pay? Maybe. I even think that might be harsh. When I think of all of the corrupt things our man on the t-shirt has done- including giving every banker a get out of jail free card... Oh and Solyndra. Who can forget Obama's best friend- Jon Corzine, literally stealing 1.6 billion in customer accounts and walking away from MF Global? I think of Eric Holder lying under oath, causing the deaths of hundreds of people including our own citizens and suing Arizona...and I am shocked. These are real crimes with intent and malice, real lawsuits and damages. Real HUGE lapses in judgment. I wish they had only been posted on FB. Losses in the millions. Powerful criminals who operate shamelessly above the law.

Thankfully we have the time to nail that social blogger and poor judgment user. We can nail his ass- he is low hanging fruit. Pat Shearer, new patrolman. Peoria sells out. Not a testicle in the bunch.

Monday, February 27, 2012

True Tolerance

Here's the latest.

I am not surprised that an Iranian Muslim wants to burn down the White House in retaliation for burning some piece of fiction. That's how they think. Clearly these angry Muslims have a thing or two to learn about us.

Why settle for burning just the White House? Why not burn both chambers of Congress? I'm not sure Americans would even notice and I have the proposition at 50/50 on whether anybody would pull the fire alarm or not.

The Stoner-In-Chief

From the Bard of Murdock. Always priceless.

Why Are You Still Banking With Criminals?*Updated

Over the weekend, I was explaining to a friend of mine why I have multiple bank accounts and redundancy.

Here are some of the reasons. Free checking, a free safety deposit box, essentially 3x the available funds if I need them during the course of one day, and years ago- I had an ATM snatch my card while I was on vacation. Since I only use cash- I do not have a credit card- this really caused me grief for a couple of days.

But if all those things are unappealing to you, I quit banking at Wells Fargo because they are thieves. They were part of the great taxpayer fueled ripoff after playing casino with our housing market and plunging this nation into the great whatever the hell this is. And charging me fees. For nada. So they can have the use of my money and leverage it- and charge me for the privilege of doing so.

Just because Obama was bought and paid for by bankers, and they went un prosecuted, doesn't mean they aren't criminals. They are.

If you are still banking at a Too Big To Fail bank, I'd love to hear why.

*No sooner do I post this and wander over to naked capitalism...I see this.

And then this...

Sunday, February 26, 2012

People Rioting Over Tennis Shoes

This is the kind of story that makes you sick to your stomach. Idiots bent on obtaining tennis shoes by any means necessary and apparently at any cost...

This type of story tends to make most people nauseous. I always wonder, where do these people work? Maybe they deal dope. Who actually liked them enough to hire them? I mean they must have some source of dough. And then I think, oh yea I forgot Obama was elected President. So it is, things that used to always baffle me are now starting to make sense.

It Is Lamentable, That To Be A Good Patriot One Must Become The Enemy Of The Rest Of Mankind


Here is another lunatic telling you not to pay your taxes. The problem of course, is that millions of other chicken shit Americans will. You will love this piece. I know I did. I picked it up from Weird and Pissed Off's site.