I firmly believe that if the Republican Party nominates Donald Trump for president, he will lose. I may be wrong.
At any rate, if Trump is to become president it will have to be without my vote.
One advantage to living in a reliably red state is that I can afford to "throw my vote away" without worrying that I'd be helping to elect Hillary Clinton, so all you "fall in line" peckerwoods can go jump in the Trump cesspool without me. As I've said before, if a Republican nominee needs my one vote to win Georgia's 16 electoral votes, he's got bigger problems than just my opinion of him.
If I end up voting for Gary Johnson my conscience will be clear.
© Sunday, February 28, 2016 McGehee
SJW fascists are at it again. Having conquered Twitter they are now attacking GNU Social instances that privilege free speech over progfascist feelz.
What they can't take over, they try to take down.
It's past time for some asymmetrical warfare. What they have taken over, we should take down. Not to use it ourselves, but to ensure it can't be used at all.
© Friday, February 26, 2016 McGehee
Instapundit links a German listicle detailing a few of the reasons why comparing Donald Trump to Adolf Hitler is stupid.
I agree with the premise, but I didn't bother reading the listicle because I'm pretty sure my reasons are better — even if only because Germany isn't the most disinterested country on that whole Hitler thing...
My reasons? To start with, Hitler wasn't a vulgar anti-intellectual — at least not in terms of style. Maybe it was his art school years or his association with decadent German intellectuals after World War I, but Hitler sought to organize his genocidal ideology on a logical framework. Plus, he subscribed to a genocidal ideology.
Trump is nothing like that. He is vulgar, scatterbrained and unintellectual. He has no coherent ideology, much less a genocidal one. Even comparing him to Mussolini, which I have done on occasion, is off the mark because even a vulgar thug like Mussolini was a more organized thinker than Trump is.
I managed to watch about ten minutes of Idiocracy, so I didn't see this "President Camacho" character some have compared Trump to. I suppose if Camacho had managed to turn a multimillion-dollar inheritance into a much smaller fortune, while claiming to be a multibillionaire, that comparison is more apt.
Months ago I conisidered Trump smart. I've gotten to know him better since then. He may actually be dumber than most of his supporters, which is a hell of an ouch.
© Thursday, February 25, 2016 McGehee
Politically, economically and socially, Western civilization in 2016 is an incoherent mess. Discuss.
© Thursday, February 25, 2016 McGehee
Did you know that this site was, until just a minute ago, part of the "deep web"?
Yes, even though it's hosted by Google.
You see, all it takes to be part of the "deep web" is to keep your site from being indexed by search engines. I just now changed that setting (though I'm still not allowing this site to be on Blogspot's public listing; I do still have some pride).
If you've been under the impression that "deep web" and "dark web" were the same thing, then either I was, until just now, as dangerous and evil as Silk Road — or you need to reconsider your usage.
If you have a website that you've set to not be indexed on search engines, and didn't realize that it made you a denizen of the "deep web," congratulations. You are now officially cool.
If that's the sort of thing you like.
Anyway, now that Twitter is dead to me and so many others on the right, I expect to do more blogging than I had been doing, which means being more findable.
I'm hoping the onetime standard practice on BigBlogs of having the blogroll on the front page will be resurrected.
© Thursday, February 25, 2016 McGehee
Via Instapundit, a link to not only an appalling attempted miscarriage of justice and attempted corruption of the electoral process, but also an inspiring censure of same by U.S. District Court Judge Richard J. Leon.
The judge opened the hearing by reading into the record an astonishing letter he had just received from the chair of the EAC [U.S. Election Assistance Commission], Christie McCormick. It informed the court that DOJ had told the EAC that it would not defend the agency, and that it would not allow the EAC to hire its own counsel. McCormick informed the judge that she believed DOJ was not fulfilling its duty and obligation to defend the EAC and had a potential conflict of interest.
It was clear that Judge Leon was shocked at what DOJ had done.
I'm not, and probably neither are you. If you wonder why the Left goes to the lengths it does to silence those who tell the truth about them, it's because they know that not everyone will refuse to hear that truth. They couldn't keep Judge Leon from hearing it, and using the authority of his bench to box their ears.
Leon is a Bush appointee though, so you may rest assured the mob will rain down calumny and vitriol on him, as they are wont to do.
The way to beat such attacks is — to paraphrase the British WW2 morale poster — Keep calm and stay focused.
© Tuesday, February 23, 2016 McGehee
No, Twitter's censor squad didn't suspend me, I deactivated it.
Between Twitter censorship and the mounting desperation surrounding the presidential campaign, I've had it. If you want to see and respond to my thoughts, you'll have to come here.
Update: Had to reactivate to download my stuff, and I've got pics over there that other people like. I guess I'll leave the account open but just stop using it. I'm on FreezePeach now.
'Nother update: Got screenshots of such of my tweets I had embedded here, so now I've re-deactivated my Twitter account.
© Monday, February 22, 2016 McGehee
Here I wrote of my two degrees of separation from John Wayne, and added in an update that a young, not yet famous Duke had made the acquaintance of Wyatt Earp in the 1920s.
This morning I happened on the story of a modern-day Wyatt Earp, descended from one of the original's brothers, who was starring, as of 2011, in a one-man play about the Wild West legend. Curious, I resorted to Google and Wikipedia, and found that the only Wyatt Earp brother known (according to Wikipedia, for what that's worth) to have had sons was his older half-brother Newton, who died in Sacramento (my boyhood hometown, as noted in "Who Needs Bacon?") in 1928.
Newton Earp is buried in the East Lawn Memorial Park Cemetery on Folsom Boulevard in Sacramento.
I grew up in a house from which I could look out my bedroom window and see the mausoleum at this cemetery.
I'm not sure how this affects my degrees of separation from Wyatt, since Newton died before either of my parents had ever heard of Sacramento. I certainly never saw the grave as I never went into the cemetery myself.
Now, it's possible Virgil, James or Warren Earp might have had sons that Wikipedia neglected to mention, so that particular question remains unanswered. However Newton did name his two sons after brothers Wyatt and Virgil, which names might have been handed down to subsequent descendants.
I could email the guy and ask, but it doesn't seem like a good reason to bother him.
Update: Holy carp. Newton's son Virgil* is buried in the other cemetery I lived near in Sacramento, before we moved the other place near East Lawn. I don't recall ever entering that cemetery either.
* (Link goes to a Youtube video of Virgil's 1958 appearance on "The $64,000 Question.")
'Nother update: Just remembered something else. As many of you may already know, Sam Elliott — who played Sacramento Virgil's uncle Virgil in Tombstone — was born in Sacramento.
This is getting spooky.
'Nother other update: Wyatt Earp played cards at least once with Soapy Smith, who was born and raised somewhere not far at all from where I am sitting right now. Of course, Wyatt's best friend Doc Holliday was born in slightly less nearby Griffin.
Though I lived in Alaska, I never got to either Nome (where Wyatt had a saloon) or Skagway (where Soapy ran a gang).
'Nother other other update: According to Ancestry.com, Newton's son Wyatt had a son named Frederick Wayne Earp, who lived in Sacramento for close to 50 years until his death in 1978 at the relatively young age of 59 — when I was 16. I have yet to find reference to any children, but they could still be living. Fred's uncle Virgil doesn't seem to have any sons recorded in Ancestry.
This is getting out of hand update: Tracked down the cemetery in Woodland, California, where the famous Wyatt Earp's nephew Wyatt is buried. During my college years I had friends in Woodland who lived mere blocks from this cemetery. I visited them, but (again) never the cemetery.
Incidentally, while Ancestry has this Wyatt dying in Utah, as Find-a-Grave agrees, it also claims he died there in 1920 rather than the 1937 shown on his marker. Now, Ancestry also claims Wyatt II's wife died in 1920, so I suspect there was a data input error at some point on Ancestry for Wyatt.
It boggles my mind how I grew up so surrounded by Earps and didn't know it. I wasn't even all that interested in the Earp legend back then, really. If I had, I suppose I would have wondered why all these Earps were to be found in Sacramento, of all places.
Make it stop! update: Have just found that one of Virgil II's homes (c. 1943) was one block over from where my father worked during the 1960s.
Sacramento wasn't that small of a town, even back then!
© Sunday, February 21, 2016 McGehee
After Obama was elected, I was so angry that I put a curse on him.
I cursed that he should live to become the first centenarian president, knowing every day from the moment he leaves office, that he was a failure as President, a disappointment to his supporters, a figure to his detractors not of hate, but of scorn and contempt.
This, of course, required that no harm whatsoever come to him during or after his presidency.
I lay no such curse on Donald Trump.
© Saturday, February 20, 2016 McGehee
The other day we received an intriguing letter from someone on Atlanta's north side, offering to buy our place.
It was addressed to the late mother-in-law's "family," and made no mention of the fact (thank you Google) its sender is a realtor. It's intriguing for two reasons.
The first is that, of course, the first name on the deed is that of a recently deceased person. It's often safe to assume that whoever inherits a property from a deceased family member probably would like to make a quick and uncomplicated sale to disencumber the estate of such an illiquid asset. In our case that's an errant assumption, but this person wouldn't have any easy way of knowing that.
The second is that there have been rumblings about this immediate area due to a planned new road that would funnel even more traffic past our place. Developers have been hard at work accumulating properties in our particular corner of the neighborhood in anticipation of a potential growth boom when the new road is built — in about 15 years. We think it's probably the prime mover in the contact we just received.
We're not ready to sell yet, but if the new road stays on track we are planning on being out of here long before the bulldozers roll. Unfortunately the likelihood of development means the things we liked about this place four years ago won't be effective selling points when we're ready to go. At least, not if we want to feel good about making the sale.
This particular contact feels a bit underhanded, since the only appearance of the word "realtor" in the letter gave an impression that the sender wasn't one. And of course the reason for interest in our property — from so far away — was never stated. We have a friend here who's a realtor who handled both our purchase of the home acres and our sale of our previous home. It's reasonable that we'd go with her when the time comes.
© Friday, February 19, 2016 McGehee
I cannot support Marco Rubio for President, after the Trump-like tactics he's pursued in South Carolina.
Fortunately, since he won't be the nominee I don't need to worry about it.
© Tuesday, February 16, 2016 McGehee
In the past I've discussed the McGehee Real Estate Empire, and my mother-in-law's house in Chattanooga that fell to Mrs. McG when Marie passed away. Well, that sale closed last week.
Now we really are down to 1.019 pieces of real estate — the home acres here, and the timeshare in Pigeon Forge. The next big question mark, as one might imagine, is April 15.
© Monday, February 15, 2016 McGehee
In the wake of Supreme Court Associate Justice Antonin Scalia's sudden death yesterday, one thing has become apparent: Democrats (and many Republicans) haven't yet come to the realization that President Barack Obama has not been the nation's most popular political figure for quite a while.
In a constitutional republic with democratic processes, popularity matters more than a lot of us — myself included — would prefer. Popularity is how Ronald Reagan was able to get so much of his agenda enacted despite never having Republican majorities in both houses of Congress.
The fickle winds of popularity made Bill Clinton reverse his longstanding opposition to welfare reform, then secured his re-election, only to see him leave office as a punchline after surviving an impeachment trial.
And for the bulk of Barack Obama's presidency it's been his popularity — real or presumed — that has enabled him to steamroll John Boehner and Mitch McConnell (and Paul Ryan) whenever they were forced to contemplate defying him. The glimpses of the man behind the curtain have never overcome their awe at the apparition of Obama, the Great and Powerful.
Right now, Democrats and the media (but I repeat myself), when they're not promoting the preposterous claim that the Senate must rubber-stamp whomever Obama nominates to succeed Scalia on the Court, are claiming that refusal to do so will result in a massive Democrat wave at the polls in November, propelled by indignation at Senate Republicans' shabby treatment of Barack Obama.
Like Donald Trump or hate him (you know I choose the latter), he has at the very least accomplished the reduction of Obama from Most Popular Political Figure Evah!!! The question is whether Washington insiders like McConnell genuinely realize what's happened and deliver on their promise to block Obama's nominees.
If so, the Democrats have a rude awakening ahead.
That would be fun to watch.
© Sunday, February 14, 2016 McGehee
Early voting for Georgia's presidential primary begins tomorrow, and I'm thinking about taking advantage. It'll allow me to register my preference before the polls open for the New Hampshire primary on Tuesday.
In 2008 and 2012 the candidates I wanted to vote for weren't even still on the ballot when Georgia voted. I had to settle for leftovers that didn't inspire me and were useful only to let me vote against the ELECTABLE!!! candidates we ended up having foisted on us solely so they could lose in November.
This time it's different. I'm going to get to vote for a candidate I actually preferred even before the post-Iowa dropouts left the stage. Why wait until March?
The best part? I'm pretty sure Jeb Bush will be out of the race by March 1. The alleged frontrunner until last summer. When Bush drops out, Trump will have my permission to follow. Then Ann Coulter can go back to pushing Chris Christie who will be angling for a veep slot by then.
These are not predictions, they're wishcasts. All the more awesome, though, if it happens that way.
© Sunday, February 7, 2016 McGehee
Pruning, that is.
For the heck of it yesterday I grabbed a saw and went out to do some tree-branch pruning that has needed doing for a couple of years.
Last fall another pine tree fell across the pondside path (but not into the water like the previous one). This one was originally high enough up the slope that it can still be walked — and possibly mowed — under, but there were branches that needed to be removed to provide a clearer path, so I sawed those off. Two other, longer branches that happened to come down on either side of the path seem to be supporting the tree's weight for now, so I left those alone lest the trunk come the rest of the way down and need to be removed outright.
Then some other low-hanging branches that have threatened to obstruct mowing got their comeoffance, including several next to the driveway where it passes from the inner front yard to the field that separates it from the public road.
I didn't get all that I wanted — one entire tree that I'd like to take down wasn't within reach of the pondside path; the bothersome branches of another are too high up to use this saw on; and a low-growing sweetgum near the new shed slipped my mind altogether. That last, at least, is low enough to be mowed over. It's just not delicate enough to be mowed off.
I'd like to have the tree service back this spring or summer to take the vines off certain trees that are hosting poison ivy. I'd also like to have the brush cleared out around the light pole where the electric meter is. And maybe they can take down the trees and branches at pondside that I didn't get yesterday.
© Friday, February 5, 2016 McGehee
...said nobody ever.
Am I happy with the outcome on the GOP side?
What about the Democrats' results? Well, people keep talking about a brokered GOP convention, but like fascism it keeps descending on the right and landing on the left.
© Tuesday, February 2, 2016 McGehee