Time for Conservative “New Media” to Get Out of the Check Out Stand

Net grab provided by Frank Wuco

Net grab provided by Frank Wuco

First, I am a lifelong, California-born, United States Navy raised, Ronald Reagan Conservative. Second, this is not my usual prosaic territory, which typically focuses on national security issues, but from time to time, I yearn for an escape from the drudgery of Islamic apocalyptic hegemony and Russian imperialism. The following suffices well as my own little “staycation” from all things nasty.

There is something (okay, something else) that I am just about so completely sick and tired of, that it’s got me threatening, for about the 5,698th time, to leave Facebook! Straight to a point, this has become a routine “empty” threat of mine. Truth be told, I LOVE FACEBOOK AND I DON’T CARE WHO KNOWS IT! I have become quite a Social Media junkie over the past 3-4 years. These sites are great places to go for one-stop-shopping meet ups with old friends (kind of like hanging out at the mall again, and many of them are from high school!) And, new virtual “Friends” abound and are interesting, too (Warning: If you have never gone on vacation and returned Liking them and/or shared meals and “split” the check with these people and remained their friend afterwards, then they are not your real Friends). Social Media also provides some great common ideas-and-ideals neighborhoods in which to gather, as well as gathering spaces and discussion-facilitation for people who, over the time-distant appeals of Rodney King, cannot, “all just get along.” Often, just when the conversation starts to get interesting or challenging, a declaration of protest is posted, then one or the other party hits “Unfriend” and the modern day equivalent of slamming the door on the way out occurs; one of my least favorite aspects of my strange addiction to Facebook.  

I’ve got another “least favorite” favorite aspect of new media in general and it has to do with my own peeps (Conservatives) and it is prevalent via “Shares” on Facebook and, at the risk of sounding like a snob, embarrassing and counter-productive to the cause of Conservatism and credibility. In the mad rush to “self-credential” as “news” outlets, there is a virtual cornucopia of “Conservative” “news” sites. I won’t name names (other than to direct attention to a representative “news” story (below)), but the outward signs of these new not-mainstream-media sites are usually easily identified by their headlines, which almost always begin with the words: SHOCKING; SHOCKER; URGENT; BREAKING; and, my favorite, THIS WILL END OBAMA PRESIDENCY; and on, to a point of complete dilution, because not every news story (even about the Obama Administration) can possibly be shocking, urgent, breaking, or of Presidency-ending gravity.

I reference this story on the peak web site of journalistic gravity and integrity, Anonymous Mags, the tagline of which implores readers to “Keep yourself informed!” Okay. This particular story, which was shared on Facebook no less than seven-thousand nine-hundred times (7,910, exactly, as of this writing) carries the headline, Documents Surface Proving (Emphasis mine) That Michelle Obama Never Gave Birth To Malia And Sasha. With that, I will take your, “Really?” and raise it one “What the hell?”

 Friends (of both types, real and virtual, but mostly virtual), this is exactly the type of “Weekly World News”-type “reporting” that is so prevalent on “Conservative” web sites that just makes us look lame and kooky. Now, this particular site is one of the kookier ones out there, but its stories carry over to a number of less kooky, but equally, bad Conservative news sites. Again, the headline reads “Documents Surface that PROVE…” Well, that WOULD be news, except the article shows none of the surfaced documents, except to say that a search of ANCESTRY-dot-COM shows NO documents, which “proves” nothing. Lame. Anyone can pay a service like www.reputation.com, and have the internet scrubbed of ANYTHING that they do not want out there. Wait a minute… I nearly just duped myself into believing that the proof that Michelle Obama is a man was swept under the World Wide Rug. See what happens?

The rest consists of lines like, “rumors have surfaced…” and, “Many are suspicious…” Shocking proof, no doubt. Friends, Followers, Followed, and (now, I’m certain), Un-Friends, this kind of nonsense makes Brian Williams and Dan Rather sound like real journalists who are hard hitting, fair, and diligent. Not to mention, sane. Now, I would even proffer that even if it were revealed that any of this were true, it really is lame for a few real reasons, such as: it’s too late because Barack Obama is already President; it’s not illegal; hiding such a thing from the American public is not illegal, as it would (and I can’t believe I’m having this conversation) fall well into HIPPA protected private medical information of the NOT-President of the United States (she’s the First Lady). And, I could go on, but will not, because I feel my own credibility evaporating the longer I write about this.

But, let’s imagine, some more, that this story, anchored in the shocking truth of “many are suspicious,” were true. The mainstream media would embrace it as WONDERFUL! Every leading woman’s and lifestyle magazine would celebrate the moment with glowing articles about the pain of hiding such a thing and the bravery of confronting it publicly. Entertainment Tonight, Extra, and the ENTIRE Bravo Network would be in a state of near-coital nirvana with the wonder of Michelle. With all of the actual discrepancies of this Administration (Benghazi and Hillary’s emails, Fast and Furious, IRS Scandal, and the related cover-ups of all), this story, while (were it true) might be morally repugnant to many, that’s not the point. The point is, it makes Conservatives look stupid. It is horribly written, shows no journalistic integrity (something over which we Conservatives constantly harp on the mainstream media), and reports nothing. And these things are all over Facebook, posted by Obamaplectic patriots who still, deep down inside, really believe that the past six years (and the next two) can be undone by reporting such treason and treachery, as, “SHOCKING! DUDE LOOKS LIKE A LADY! MICHELLE IS A MICHAEL!

I’m sorry, but these “news” sites are not credible… at all. And, any shreds of truth in their content is blown to dust by horrible writing, lack of research, and dozens of pop-up ads about miracle muscle growth steroid replacements (always with photos of the Spring Breaker dude with the silly straw hat whose chest muscles look like breast implants); “how to pick up women” programs; miracle fat burning and cancer eradicating supplements and plant sterols; and, “”secret” $5.00 pills burn fat better than liposuction” and will give you the “brain of a billionaire.” The sidebar on the right of the site noted in this article is, for an extra measure of credibility, plastered with “I had sex with an alien…” and “proof of alien life” photos that (with I, not being one to doubt the existence alien life forms out there, somewhere) just look stupid and do ANYTHING BUT prove the existence of alien life (I can’t even believe that I’m having THIS PART of this discussion, either… good God).

There are REAL problems out there, Friends (insert frowny-face emoticon here). And, if you want the Conservative, Tea Party and/or Libertarian movements to compel and convince fence-sitters that any, or combinations of all, of these movements will correct many of the ills facing our nation, then nonsense reporting like this will not show them that the grass is greener on our side. It will just chase them away. They may turn around, but only to occasionally point and laugh. We can do better than this. Elevate your conscience and your social appetites for information on the web. I recommend, of course, sites like Political Vanguard, where I look very forward to returning to my normally-assigned national security contributions, as great places to start.

 

 

Elle Decor: Just say ‘no’ to NAMBLA

Elle Decor features designer who shows off art displays of man-boy “love”.  

In case you’re unclear: this is wrong.

Victoria Taft

Victoria Taft

When the recession hit our house in wave after wave, nearly all resources were diverted to food, housing, tuition and transportation. Hiring people to fix or do things for us went out the window–bye shoe repairman, see ya window cleaner guy! Meat was mostly out and bean soup was in. Entertaining others in our home went practically extinct and, it goes without saying, entertainment ended. 

New clothes? You’re kidding, right? Is it on sale? At Target? Magazine subscriptions were canceled. I love you, Economist, but I’ll have to try to make up for your reportage with online sources and occasional hard copies from the newsstand. 

This (granted, first-world) want has made each item of luxury I afford myself–magazines in this case–deeply and humbly appreciated. Resources to buy those magazines are carefully and lovingly considered.  So, with all of this in mind, I made a conscious decision to keep the three magazines I loved the most.  They are magazines that combine beauty and luxury with the everyday need of eating and dwelling. 

Architectural Digest is stacked in my house the way people of a different era revered National Geographic magazines.  When we moved again to California in the early 2000’s I sold all my old copies at our garage sale. I vowed never to do it again.

This magazine is the nexus of celebrity, style and photography.

I need to have, as I call it, ‘pretty pictures to look at’–even in an economic depression. I take photographs. I’ve had a few published. I care about the look of a magazine.  The point of AD has always been its photography and the inspirational ads “to the trade” which means you can never buy that $6,500.00 ostrich ottoman unless you buy it from an ASID designer. Sigh.

I appreciate how the photographers open their shutters long enough to obscure the fact the roaring fire is actually just a piece of paper set aflame for this one shot. Are there blues more vivid than on the pages of Architectural Digest? Pools, ponds, the Mediterranean are always so blue. As a photographer I’m savvy to filters, but how do these photogs always get the clearest, bluest shot? How long did they wait for that perfect shadow? As long as it takes, that’s how long. 

Another purpose of AD also seems to be featuring homes that are about ready to go on the market. The notoriously private Don Imus allowed his weekend home filled with Gustavian furnishings to be splayed on the pages of AD. Why? He and his wife were teeing it up to sell. And, well, an AD spread helps get the word around. 

Saveur Magazine is filled with rich, textured photos of exquisitely prepared fresh vegetables and staples from places around the world. Their photographers go to 10,000 foot high villages to take photos of bandanna wearing camp cooks who have never heard of All Clad pans and Wusthof knives and who, with their gnarled hands, wield their one tin pan with the expertise of James Beard– and feed the hordes.

The magazine devotes all its resources to produce entire issues devoted to one ingredient. Tomatoes. Ah, the tomato issue will go down as one of my favorites. The pages of my copy are spattered with olio and balsamico. 

Saveur showed me how to cook a steak. My husband couldn’t do that. My dad couldn’t do that. 

Catch up with food trends and buy anything foodie related by simply perusing the ads in the back. Do you dream of going to Italy to cook with a woman who insists you call her Nonna? Nonna’s ad is in the back of Saveur. 

 My husband picks up the mail at our PO Box and, in what has become a monthly ritual, delivers to me my coveted magazines.

 Clearing his throat and affecting a butler-like esthetic, he intones, “Here is your Sav-uh.” 

“It’s pronounced Sav-oor.”

“Here is your Sav-oor.”

More throat clearing. “Here is your Architectural Digest.”

Looking at his pile of mail again, he picks up another magazine and, Mufasa-like, holds it up and announces, “Here is your Elle–it’s el, not elly, right?–Decor.”

“Oh, goodie!” I receive it eagerly in my outstretched hands.

I’ve made friends with this magazine over the years. It’s less self important and is more approachable Architectural Digest. The magazine is pretty enough to look at with a more hip feel. I like the features such as designers revealing their ten favorite tables, chairs, lamps etc., and the ads, which feature stuff I actually may be able to afford.  

Instead of featuring the New York/Long Island/Connecticut/ home of a some unnamed literary agent and his/her hedge fund hubby, as AD seems fond of doing, Elle Decor shows you the family that actually owns the home in Muncie, Indiana. They feature the occasional designed-to-the-nines pied a terre in Paris to be sure, but there’s more Muncie and less snoot. 

Today as I luxuriated in my nest with–at long last–my July/August version of Elle Decor, I perused the piece on the rural New York estate of Benoist Drut, a Greenwich Village arts and antiques shop owner who moved to New York from Paris. I loved some of his ideas for closets and kitchens. I noted his use of a bench by an artist he features at his shop. Cool stuff. But it became clear very soon we weren’t in Muncie anymore.

As you’ve surmised, I like images and fine art and always check out the art on the walls of the homes featured in magazines. In this spread I didn’t see any art showing the female form while there were several male images. Stop the presses, I yawned, he’s gay. Got it. 

The interior is described by Elle Decor as, “equally idiosyncratic and intoxicating” — and indeed it was–but my instincts were heightened by the painting of a shirtless underage boy holding a rooster. Who features the painting of a shirtless boy? Is it him when he was young? A turn of the page seemed to confirm my creeping suspicions. Over his bed in the master bedroom was a portrait of a man and boy, both shirtless. 

When a mag uses this art it's time to say no. #NAMBLA

When a mag uses this art it’s time to say no. #NAMBLA by Victoria Taft

The photograph was a homoerotic man-boy-love portrait by Israeli artist Avi Nes. On the pages of a mass appeal design magazine. Now you can stop the presses.

His wiki page tells the story, “Nes’ early work has been characterized as subverting the stereotype of the masculine Israeli man by using homoeroticism and sleeping, vulnerable figures.” And he further explains,

“My staged photographs are oversized and often recall well-known scenes from Art History and Western Civilization combined with personal experiences based on my life as a gay youth growing up in a small town on the periphery of Israeli society.” [emphasis mine]

He is best known for his Last Supper tableau using Israeli soldiers as Jesus and his Disciples. He loves soldiers. Especially shirtless ones.

Was Nes — or Drut for that matter —  predated upon as a young boy? Is this their story? Good Lord, I hope not. Even if it is, they, more than anyone, would know it’s wrong to normalize or glorify child abuse in a portrait. In case you missed it, sex with children is a crime. 

But here is this provocative image. Over the bed. In his bedroom. Ew.

Maybe Drut owns the portrait. More likely he went to the Jack Shainman Gallery in New York, where Nes’ works currently are on exhibition, where they gladly loaned it to him for a national magazine photo shoot. Elle Decor put it in their magazine. And we’re supposed to think nothing of it? This should be acceptable because it’s art? Full stop. 

While people are routinely locked up for predating on children, the North American Man Boy Love Association (NAMBLA) celebrates it. NAMBLA calls erotic activity between men and boys “intergenerational relationships.” The group’s unofficial motto is, “Sex before eight or it’s too late.” It claims those who find the activity morally repugnant “deny the expression of mutually felt love and affection” and are inventing “harm where there is none.”

…as if children could consent…

The group has stepped up its efforts to normalize the behavior, they say, after the successful way in which gays have attached the word “marriage” to same sex unions and forced support of said unions by suing bakers and photographers.

The gay activists have pivoted the issue from a moral one to an issue of fairness. Desiring the same fairness, NAMBLA and acolytes agitate for the day when their form of “love” is acceptable and protected by law. (You can look it up yourself. I won’t link to NAMBLA here.)

The upshot is, this magazine that I have lovingly collected over the years has now become complicit in attempting to normalize sex between children and adults. That was the point of the photo. That was the point of placing the photo over the bed. And that was likely the point by Elle Decor. 

Apologize to children and their parents. Then never do it again.

*Since I wrote this post a year and a half ago Elle Decor has sent a continual barrage of notices telling me I owe them money. I don’t, of course. A new ‘Final Notice’ appears in my mail box every couple of weeks or so. 

And something else has happened. I’ve now seen two letters to the editor in Architectural Digest complaining of similar art shown on the pages of that magazine. I can’t speak for Elle Decor. I don’t receive it anymore. Cancelled. I haven’t seen the offending art in Architectural Digest, but if/when I do, I’ll cut it off, too.

I’d like to think, however, this piece has begun a public conversation that should have started — and ended — in the editors offices years ago.

ISIS, Delivered

 

 

Photo by Mark Larson

Photo by Mark Larson

This past week, The Atlantic Monthly published the article What ISIS Really Wants. It is positively one of the most direct, well-rounded and unapologetic articles yet published by a mainstream print or online journal. I encourage as many Americans as possible to read it and sooner is better. Graeme Wood deserves enormous credit for taking on the topic with such a high degree of journalistic integrity and thoroughness of critical analysis and review. While I and many of my colleagues in the analytical, writing, and intelligence communities have been clearly and emphatically warning of the apocalyptic theology and zeal of Islamists for years, Mr. Wood has sounded the claxon to those who need to hear it the most; intellectuals and their pseudo-intellectual counterparts who read journals like The Atlantic Monthly. It seems to me that no amount of gore internationally displayed by ISIS, from shooting and beheading Syrian and Iraqi Christian children and selling their mothers and sisters on slave markets, or immolating humans alive, or shoving homosexuals off tall buildings alive, will push the “blame-America-first” crowd past their stale, one-size-fits-all, analytical assumptions.

Among these assumptions are that no one, no group, no nation on Earth would be engaging in anything but riding unicorns over rainbows to Hugsville, Utopia were it not for unfair, destructive, and malicious post-World War II U.S. foreign policy. What Mr. Woods’ article has done, in a publication that is very highly regarded and acknowledged as legit by blame-America-firsters, is make irrevocably clear that the problem with ISIS and what they really want has not a single thing to do with U.S. foreign policy, nor the very existence of the United States of America, for that matter. Islamic hegemonic politics and militantism predates the United States of America by 1,200 years. ISIS is not lashing out. They are fulfilling. ISIS is not angry. They are joyous. ISIS is not radical. They are purist. ISIS is not extreme. The are right in line.

ISIS is doing exactly what they are directed to do by Islam’s most sacred sources, which in the world of Islamic jurisprudence, are simply referred to as The Sources. These are: the Qur’an, the Hadith Sahih, and Shari’ah. The Qur’an is taken by Muslims to be the direct word of God (via the Archangel Gabriel) to Muhammad, whom Muslims believe is the final prophet of God on Earth. That is, God speaking directly to Muhammad saying, “This is what I want!” If one is a Muslim, the Qur’an contains no “inspired” words of God through secondary or tertiary actors. No. God, via the Archangel Gabriel Internet and the mouth of Muhammad, is speaking to all of humanity for all time.

The Hadith are the traditions of Muhammad. In other words, everything that Muhammad’s companions saw him do and hear him say during his 23 year ministry, from how and what to eat, to permissible lying, to praying, to fighting jihad, is recorded in the hadith. Among the hadith, the hadith sahih are held to be the traditions that are the strongest in veracity (out of nearly 30 forms, or levels, of hadith; they are sorted, generally, by their order of veracity or accuracy). The hadith sahih of 7th Century jurists al-Bukhari and Imam Muslim, are used, almost exclusively, with the Qur’an, to formulate another among the sacred sources, Shari’ah, or Islamic sacred law. These laws were formulated, it is thought by exegetical critics, by Islamic scholars in the decades that followed the death of Muhammad in 632 AD.

To Muslims, they are not the laws of the scholars, or even of Muhammad, but of God, Himself. They are immutable… unchangeable. They were sealed by God upon the death of Muhammad, hence his title, “The Seal of the Prophets.” His life and death place a permanent seal on all prophecy, from that moment, until the end of times. According Islamic exegesis, every prophet and prophecy before Muhammad was either corrupted by the Jews or fabricated by the Christians. The Christians, the Qur’an maintains, simply “made up” the story of Christ’s crucifixion and resurrection so that they could con people into believing that Jesus was the Son of God, or Messiah. The Jews, according to Islamic sources, are so inherently corrupt that they hid from humanity that all of their prophets (Moses, Abraham, Isaac, etc.) were actually Muslims (as was Jesus) and that their Islamic message was corrupted by the Jews. Muhammad’s mission was supposedly, to correct all of these errors-in-reporting by the corrupt Jews and dishonest Christians and set the record straight for all of humanity. Part of the prescription for cleansing the Earth of this corruption is jihad. The prescriptions promulgated by Muhammad (from God) are clear with regard to Muslims dealing with disbelief in Islam, or rejecting the truth.

So, ISIS is not insane. They are not radical. They do not need jobs, as was evidenced today by the release of the identity of Jihad Johnny; a wealthy Kuwaiti-born Briton, who speaks multiple languages and holds a university degree in computer programming. ISIS and al-Qaeda militants are not rushing into the arms of jihad because, like Richard Gere’s character in An Officer and a Gentleman, they “got no place else to go!” There is no other place they want to be.

All Westerners who are itching to know what it is that Muslims are directed to do, regarding jihad, are advised to read Reliance of the Traveler: A Classic Manual of Islamic Sacred Law. It is the comprehensive and complete guide to all Muslims on how to live every facet of their lives, from prayer, to hygiene, to jihad. It has existed since the 14th Century when its compiler Ahmad ibn Naqib al-Misri determined that all Muslims needed a comprehensive manual of shari’ah law on their person as they traveled, presumably engaged in commerce and jihad. It is arguably the leading selling book in the Sunni Muslim world to this day, after the Qur’an. It is as valid and applicable now as it was 600 years ago. Its laws are immutable and it is validated by all major schools of Sunni Islamic jurisprudence and even receives the coveted al-Azhar University’s (Islam’s premier center of learning), seal of approval.

Reliance of the Traveler’s directives (the manual contains no “advice”) on everyday affairs like eating, hygiene, praying, commerce, and lending are mundane and they are expected to be followed to the letter by all practicing Muslims. Its directives on jihad are frightening and should be read and understood by all whose eyes were opened by Graeme Woods’ article in The Atlantic Monthly. There is a chapter in Reliance dedicated to jihad, Book O (Justice) Chapter 9 (Jihad). It begins:

“Jihad means to war against non-Muslims, and is etymologically derived from the word mujahada, signifying warfare to establish the religion.”

It descends into more frightening (yes, frightening) territory from there, directing (from the Hadith Sahih Imam Muslim) that,

“To go forth in the morning or evening to fight in the path of Allah is better than the whole world and everything in it.”

Note, the operative word is not, “struggle,” but fight. This is not a mistake nor a mistranslation nor a misunderstanding by radical Muslims. It is a command. And, if you are a Muslim, it is a command from God, alone. It specifically tells Muslims that not only is fighting for Allah good, it is better than the whole world and EVERYTHING in it. This does not leave much room for alternative forms of goodness, including U.S. State Department jobs programs.

Fighting in the path of Allah does not make ISIS fighters radicals, or extremists, or crazies. It makes them correct. We do not have to believe it. But, we and Western leaders who do not desire to witness the practice and aims of jihad cursing their lands had better understand it. Graeme Woods’ article was a good start. There is nothing stopping all concerned citizens from fully arming themselves with information straight from the sources of Islam, itself. Read Reliance of the Traveler, specifically Book O (Justice) Chapter 9 (Jihad).

We’ve got a serious problem on our hands and to better understand it, I am reminded of the famous line from the movie Patton, where George C. Scott, playing the brilliant and complex General, shouted across the desert plains of Carthage, Tunisia, “Roemmel! You magnificent bastard! I read your book!”

 

 

My Trip To The Land of Reality

Pray for the Peace of Jerusalem ... by Mark Larson

Pray for the Peace of Jerusalem … by Mark Larson

 

Everyone ought to get out of the house once in a while. In fact, it’s an even better idea to get out of the country. In fact, right now I’m thinking of a few politicians who I’d like to see joining Mr. Snowden in exile, but let’s not go there today.

Last week I returned from a fascinating trip to Israel. It was an eight-day immersion in history and current events, and I loved exploring it all with a small group of new friends.

What a tour it was, visiting Tel Aviv, Jerusalem, the Golan Heights (where it was snowing), the Dead Sea, Masada, Bethlehem, Nazareth, Jericho and more. The best gift of all? Perspective. And thankfulness. I felt remarkably safe while they’re, even in areas controlled by the Palestinian Authority and with plenty of armed people around, providing security for all sides.

By the way, memo to Washington, DC bureaucrats: I learned very clearly that fences DO work.   Nothing like standing near the wall of security that separates Israel from Syria and contemplating the chaos that is not too far away on the other side, giving thanks for the barriers.

But besides the obvious problems and deadly evildoers in the “neighborhood,” something else bothered me. For the first time in my many world travels over the years I felt a tremendous lack of confidence in my home country. Political correctness has run amok, steady streams of apologies flow from the nation’s capital and there’s an attitude of making our friends around the world feel like enemies . . . all making us less secure, while sending the wrong message to the world.

It’s (to use an overused word these days) “amazing” to see how much weaker the Obama administration appears from overseas, when contrasting the faculty lounge rhetoric with real world threats. I’ve have been in war zones like Afghanistan, China several times, Russia… but no matter when and where, and regardless of who was in the White House I always had a sense of, “No worries, we are the greatest nation on Earth. We’ll be fine”.

These days, I’m not that sure. That is, if the politicians were the only ones in the mix. But they aren’t, thank God. The American people are resilient, and eventually wake up calls come and reason prevails. I just pray it’s not too late one day.

So I stick with Ronald Reagan’s philosophy in the story he often told about the giant manure pile, and the little kid who was digging into it. When asked why, the youngster said, “With all this manure there’s gotta be a pony in here somewhere”.

Time to find the pony, get it to grow up fast and strong, and ride it to round up reinforcements. And fast.

Environmental Hubris and Poor judgment Claims Oregon’s Democrat Governor

Internet Screen shot from the Oregnian provided by Victoria Taft

Internet Screen shot from the Oregnian provided by Victoria Taft

Governor John Kitzhaber left office Wednesday. He resigned because he had broken an ethical contract with the people of Oregon and this time the official media actually bothered to report it.

Officially, the Oregon Democrat, who won an unprecedented fourth term of office in November, left under a stink of suspicion.

Kitzhaber’s under investigation by the Oregon State Attorney General’s Office, the state ethics commission and the FBI. Even the House Congressional Government Oversight Committee wants a piece of him.

Unofficially, Oregon’s Governor was brought down by his ego, environmental hubris, one party rule and an open fly.

The Governor’s fiancé, Cylvia Hayes, whom Kitzhaber insisted the media (and everyone else) address as ‘Oregon’s First Lady’ (beginning well before he ‘put a ring on it’), is a woman by whom Kitzhaber is clearly wholly beguiled.

Hayes cajoled her boyfriend into using his office to advance her and her friends’ careers and arrogate grants and state (read: taxpayer) largesse to her.

Kitzhaber was eager to do it. He enlisted the help of his staff to make it happen. It turns out you might be able to do that if you’re just-some-guy with a hot, younger girlfriend, but not if you’re the Governor using other peoples’ money.

It wouldn’t be the first time Cylvia Hayes pulled the opportunistic grifter girlfriend act.

The woman with a degree from Washington State’s hippy-dippy Evergreen State College:

  • Once married an illegal alien for $5,000.00. She never bothered to tell her Governor boyfriend about the first of her three matrimonial unions.
  • Hayes talked an older boyfriend into buying property to plant an illegal pot farm. He claimed she took the lead on the plan.
  • As a 35 year old woman, she convinced an 81 year old man to loan her $40,000 as a down payment for a house and talked him into a trip to Paris.
  • She got another coot 20 years her senior to cover the loan from other old guy, pay her daily expenses and advance her career. His name is John Kitzhaber.

In fact, her biography is so tawdry and ignominious, the U.K. Daily Mail labeled her, ‘Oregon’s Shady First Lady.’

MailOnline has discovered she divorced her second husband, married an Ethiopian for a green card and went away with a lover all in matter of months.

Unfortunately for Kitzhaber, his kind of ‘help’ brought the scrutiny of law enforcement. And it could also put him –and her, due to her failure to report some of her ill-gotten fees to the IRS — in matching orange jumpsuits.

Of course, most of this information was available before the November election. But this is Oregon. Despite Kitzhaber’s colossal biffing of the ‘OrBamaCare’ plan roll out, Cover Oregon, and a huge failed light rail program, both of which left Oregon’s taxpayers a half BILLION dollars in the hole, Oregon went bluer in the last GOP tidal wave election.

Oregon, being a one-party state with a slavishly Democrat devoted media and less than robust GOP, hired back the jeans-wearing old guy.

Can you blame Kitzhaber for thinking he was bullet proof?

But, as the game show prize announcer man always says, ‘There’s more!’

 The truth is, Kitzhaber let his grifter girlfriend get her way because they hold the same radical environmental views. He believed he would get cover from his fawning media, ironically whom he blamed for his fall from grace. He knew his fellow Democrats in the legislature would do his bidding and look the other way and indeed they did.

Until.

  • After it became known Kitzhaber asked his staff to destroy emails, which we now know, show his willingness to satiate his fiancé’s seemingly insatiable desire for more taxpayer money and power.
  • After the Feds and AG’s office said despite the Governor’s efforts to slow-roll document discovery under open records law, they’d investigate anyway.
  • After the election with the Democrat leitmotif firmly established, the daily (dying) newspaper of record called for Kitzhaber’s resignation.

The Secretary of State would take over.

Kate Brown, an even more radical environmentalist than Kitzhaber and his girlfriend, has now taken control of Oregon’s governor’s office. She has the added bonus of a being, as the LGBT community helpfully added mere moments after Kitzhaber announced his intent to resign, the first ‘bi-sexual Governor’ ever, ever.

Now Democrats can continue the same — or worse — programs and plans without John Kitzhaber to kick around anymore.

Out of sight, out of mind. Change the subject.

Until the next time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Republicans should not even think of watching the Oscars

© Roza | Dreamstime.com - Oscar, Academy Awards Photo

© Roza | Dreamstime.com – Oscar, Academy Awards Photo

LOS ANGELES, February 22, 2015 — With much of the nation encountering freezing weather, the stars came out for a thrilling Sunday event under the warm sun. The award for the very best was based purely on merit, and the competition was honest, clean and an accurate representation of the heart and soul of America. Republicans cheered as photographers snapped pictures.

Joey Logano edged out Dale Earnhardt Jr. in the 2015 Daytona 500, the only event worth watching on this Sunday. Later on this night an event representing the bowels of America will take place.

While it may seem trendy for conservatives and Republicans to bash the Academy Awards, many on the right will still watch. This makes no sense. If the Daytona 500 shows the American spirit at its best, the Oscars show the very worst.

Since liberals obsess over choice, conservatives should take their advice and choose to watch something else. NFL Network has the Scouting Combine. Reruns of Law and Order are on about half of all channels. ESPN has a documentary featuring Snoop Dogg and his son. Fox News has a new John Stossell program. The Weather Channel has weather. For those who love pretty colors, a couple of channels have test patterns that would make Jesse Jackson’s Rainbow Coalition proud.

Republicans who complain about Hollywood while watching the Oscars only enable Hollywood. Treat the Oscars like a 400 pound transsexual wearing spandex. Do not be one of the few people who have to stop and look. Keep your head down, ignore it, and walk right past it.

Does anybody think ISIS or al Qaeda fighters put aside their hostility to watch the Chabad Telethon?

Does the National Organization for Women donate time and money to help college fraternities put on female Jell-O wrestling competitions like in “Old School?”

Does the NAACP gather around the table to watch the Real Housewives of the OC?

Conservatives and Republicans are the only people who feel the need to constantly subject themselves to ideological bigotry.

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Republicans have to get over their Stockholm Syndrome desperation to be liked by people who do not matter and have never mattered. The Academy Awards is everything conservatives preach against. The voting is subjective. The voters let ideological biases trump quality. Many Academy voters do not even the watch the movies they vote on. Merit plays little if any role in winning.

Republicans do not need to spend four hours watching pompous elitist liberal gasbags spout off about global warming or other nonsense. One President Obama is bad enough. Listening to his clones drone on is not necessary. Jokes will fall into two categories. Republicans are either evil or stupid. What self-respecting Republican would watch this?

Al Sharpton may be about as useful as colon cancer, but at least he is willing to boycott the Oscars. A bunch of lily-white liberals who preach diversity and multiculturalism nominated only white people for the top categories. Blacks were excluded, so Sharpton is organizing what may be the only boycott of his career where he could be right. Blacks stand up when they see injustice. So do Muslims. Why not Republicans and conservatives? Why give money through ratings to an entity that hates your guts?

Hollywood has been losing money in recent years because it keeps insisting on insulting half of the country. If all of Red America would stop giving money to Blue America, then ratings would plummet and Hollywood would be forced to change its behavior. Why prop up a failing entity that brings nothing positive to this world?

Self-indulgent, narcissistic spoiled brats who earn millions playing make-believe for a living have every right to look down on real Americans working hard to feed their families. Hollywood celebrities have every right to do lines of cocaine off of the backsides of nubile young models. They have every right to insult everything we conservatives believe in.

We conservatives are fools if we enable that right. Change the channel. Take back normal, real America from the leftist one-percenters parasites.

The Denver Nuggets play the Oklahoma City Thunder tonight in NBA basketball. The ATP Tennis tour has the Delray Beach Open. Both of those contests will be decided based on merit.

Until then, as rapper Big Daddy Kane once sang, “Burn, Hollywood burn.”