Hambo has unresolved issues? So what else is new? That's right, it's all about me - kinda - again. Something old? Yup. Something new? Yup. Something borrowed? Always. Someone blew? You better believe it.
I'll get things rolling with a definition:
1: a tenet contrary to received opinion
2 a: a statement that is seemingly contradictory or opposed to common sense and yet is perhaps true b: a self-contradictory statement that at first seems true c: an argument that apparently derives self-contradictory conclusions by valid deduction from acceptable premises
3: one (as a person, situation, or action) having seemingly contradictory qualities or phases
Need examples? No problem.
Since sexual harassment is all the rage, I'll take a look at that.
A man is at work, when a coworker of the female persuasion enters his office. He gives her a thrill by wagging his naked wang at her. When she reports him, he's in trouble.
If the same incident takes place in the women's restroom, everything changes. His transgender claim puts him in a higher victim bracket. Now, if she files her complaint she's the one who is in trouble.
Here's another example
No sanctuary for Kate.
[L.I.] In a surprising verdict, the jury of six men and six women deliberated and came back with a not guilty verdict, acquitting defendant [repeat border jumper - 6 times] Jose Ines Garcia Zarate. He was facing second-degree murder charges for killing 32-year-old Pleasanton resident Kate Steinle on July 1, 2015, at Pier 14 in San Francisco.
The jury found Garcia Zarate guilty of possession of a firearm by a felon.
While Garcia Zarate can technically walk out of the courtroom, it's expected he will be taken into custody by Immigration officials and eventually deported back to his native Mexico.
The Steinle family has been waiting more than two years for this day. Kate Steinle was shot and killed when she was walking with her father and a friend on the pier.
Garcia Zarate, who was homeless at the time, claimed he found the gun wrapped in a piece of cloth under a swivel chair at the pier. He says he picked it up, and it accidentally fired, hitting Steinle in the back. The bullet, the defense claimed, ricocheted and then traveled 78 feet before striking Steinle.
[PIG: He walks, because, in sanctuary city Frisco, a border jumping piece of shit is above the law. Legal Insurrection's William Jacobson said it best: "San Francisco was a sanctuary city, but not for Kate Steinle."]
Make the shooter a homeless white dude and the victim a border jumping woman and the Frisco fucks would storm the jail then exterminate the shooter.
The NONADS keep yammering about gender bias [sexism].
The same womyn are on the rag about the evils of binary gender [biology 101]. So? How can there be gender bias when 'gender' is a whim thus subject to change?
I'll wrap up this portion with one final paradox.
Tobacco is a legal product which can have adverse health consequences. That's why the Nanny State imposes Draconian taxes on smokes, most of which go - they claim - to the children.
They make it next to impossible to find someplace to light one up.
It's your patriotic duty to buy cigarettes and NOT smoke them, because it's for the children.
Here we go, again.
I'm fed up with all the hot air, hyperbole and hyperventilating over the latest tax bill. Nobody...not the talking heads, not the political hacks, not even the scribblers at my assigned fishwrap, has the nads to stop hiding behind euphemisms like 'class warfare' and 'tax cuts for the rich'. Since you're not up to the task, I'll do it for you, because our tax policy is as simple as 1-2-3.
A tax cut, by definition, goes to those individuals who paid taxes in the first place. According to IRS data from 2015, the top 10%, those with an Adjusted Gross Income at or above $138,031, [share of AGI 47.36%] pay 70.59% of all income tax collected. Conversely, the bottom 50%, those with Adjusted Gross Income less than $39,375, [share of AGI 11.28%] pay 2.83% of all taxes collected. 'Rich' Americans get the biggest tax cut, because they paid the most; it's as simply as that.
Whenever the IRS returns more money to you than they withheld, the excess is not a tax cut; it's WELFARE laundered through the IRS. Anyone who accepts this nanny government largess is a parasite feeding on someone else's hard work.
Stealing money from the one who earned it and giving it to someone who didn't isn't 'class warfare'; it's an old fashioned mugging, with Uncle Sam doing the dirty work.
Is the proposed tax cut a 'tax cut for the rich'? You better believe it, Sparky, because the money in question belongs to the taxpayers who earned it, not Uncle Sam or his parasitic horde.
If you PIGGals encounter an original equipment male in the ladies room, pervert is not a given, but it's still in play. If pervert isn't a given, what's his damage? It's called Gender Identity Disorder and it's the cause celebre among Victocrats. Here's how Wikipedia describes it:
Gender identity disorder (GID), also known as gender dysphoria, is the formal diagnosis used by psychologists and physicians to describe persons who experience significant dysphoria (discontent) with the sex they were assigned at birth and/or the gender roles associated with that sex. It describes the symptoms related to transsexualism, as well as less extreme manifestations. Affected individuals are commonly referred to as transgender.
In real life, GID involves some wingnut who isn't thrilled spitless with their plumbing. I don't give a damn what THEY call it. I call it Mad [at my] Nads Disorder. Is it real? Probably, for 1 in 30,000 individuals. For the rest, Mad Nads is just one of those disorder of the month brain farts. It's hip...it's the in thing...it puts you on the cutting edge of victimhood.
It's primary 'perk' is a thrilling one: Mad Nads lets you use any locker room, any restroom, that the tranny wants to use.
If you're thinking this is strictly an adult brain fart guess again. School districts in Mexifornia and Massachusetts have done away with gender-defined restrooms. Anyone can use any restroom in any grade school, middle school or high school. Why? 'We' must coddle Mad Nad nitwits, by letting them swap gender roles, whenever the mood strikes them.
Mad Nads may, or may not, be real. Real or not, rational adults need to bitch slap Mad Nads coddlers and tell them to STFU. The solution to this restroom/locker room debacle isn't rocket science.
Your imaginary gender is irrelevant. If you've got a hole - original equipment or a tribute to modern medicine - you do your business in hole city - the women/ladies/girls facilities.
Your imaginary gender is irrelevant. If you've got a pole - original equipment or a tribute to modern medicine - you do your business in pole city - the men/boys facilities.
For consenting ADULTS, public, UNISEX, bathrooms and locker rooms could soothe those bruised Mad Nads egos.
If you cut to the chase, you are what you're packing: a pole, or a hole. Why make it more complicated, when it's as easy as that?
Christmas and its true meaning.
Here, to the best of my meager ability, are my views on this recurring hot-button issue.
As far as I can tell, Christmas has evolved into a one-size-fits all holiday that has something for everybody. For PIGster J. and those who share his Christian philosophy, it is, essentially, a celebration of the birth of a savior. For Hambo, it is an excuse to decorate his top secret bunker with various items depicting that Jolly Old Elf of secular folklore. For capitalists, it's a time of year when, they hope, cash registers ring out the year with rousing profits. For Grinches, it's a time to throw brickbats at PIGster J., Hambo and the capitalists. Like I said, it has something for everybody.
Ideally, everybody should step back, and take several deep breaths. Ideally, we should each honor this one-size-fits all holiday in the manner that thrills us spitless and give other sovereign individuals the space to do the same. If my neighbor puts out his manger scene and honors the birth of a savior, that's his right. If another neighbor is working 16 hour days at his outpost of capitalism, raking in those profits, that's cool too. I won't paint a bull's-eye on their manger or cash register, but I would appreciate the same consideration about my veneration of a Jolly Old Elf.
If you put a gun to my head and demanded my opinion - as if anyone ever had to coerce an opinion from Hambo - I would opine that this one-size-fits-all approach to Christmas is utterly, classically, American. Nobody is coerced into accepting one manner of celebrating this holiday. Instead, each individual is allowed to deal with it as he, she, heshe or it sees fit. For PIGster J., Jesus is the reason for the season. For Hambo, Christmas is a time of year when he, like many others, brighten up their neighborhood with twinkling multicolored strings of lights, a tree decorated with tinsel, lights and ornaments, plus depictions of Santa's jovial self. For capitalists, it's a time to reduce that inventory and fill their cash register by selling PIGster J. the decorative elements that flesh out his holiday, and selling more Santa stuff to Mrs. Hambo. These highly individual approaches to the same event are the essence of this great nation.
The upshot of all this is that, despite our different approaches to this one-size fits-all Christmas holiday...despite our various motives for celebrating it, we all end up with that same feeling of joy...that same smile on our face. To this pagan scribbler, the real Christmas miracle is the fact that, for diverse reasons, this one-size-fits-all holiday brings a lot of joy and happiness to everybody. Well, everybody but the Grinches and the less said about them, the better.
I congratulate PIGster J. on the birth of his savior with a heartfelt Merry Christmas. I congratulate the capitalists for their full to overflowing cash registers with an equally heartfelt Merry Christmas. All I ask in return is the same consideration for my Jolly Old Elf approach, but I won't get suicidal if you throw in a Merry Christmas.
To get things off on the right foot, here's a heartfelt Merry Christmas from Hambo for everybody, even those damn Grinches.
[PIGster J. is on board - within reason - with my notion of a one-size-fits-all Christmas, but he, quite rightly, points out that the 'right not to be offended' pinheads aren't willing to live and let live:
"Unfortunately, I'm seeing more and more indications (as I would guess you are, too) that the one size fits all holiday in which everyone is welcome to celebrate it how they wish is rapidly becoming a thing of the past, thanks to the "victims" out there who are forced to either see Santa (horrors!) and so they complain, or are forced to see those dastardly, subliminal Christmas lights and/or manger scenes, and so they complain. More's the pity, says I."
More's the pity indeed. Damn Grinches!]