It's a good thing I changed the headline to this article.

by Angela K. Durden

Glenn Harlan Reynolds, Opinion columnist for USAToday.com wrote:

"I’ve been watching a lot of institutions fail lately, from Hollywood, to the news media, to the NFL and ESPN, to political parties and academia, and I see a common factor. The problem is that whatever job its members are supposed to be doing at the moment, our ruling class cares more about what the rest of the ruling class thinks about it, than about the job it’s supposed to be doing. The result, quite often, is a debacle."

Harlan also called them inbred. That led to me coming up with headlines for this article that, as soon as they were written and I laughed out loud, clearly would paint a target on my chest for no good reason.

So I changed them. 

No. I will not tell you what they were, but with inbred as a topic, you can well imagine the fun I was having at the expense of all terrorists around the globe — and I would not have been lying, either.

Which reminds me of Queen Victoria, not that she was inbred, but that she was an elite who had no clue about what regular folks cared about or their experiences. What I like about Queen V is this: She was willing to learn. And once she learned, she was willing to adapt and change and help.

Queen V knew she was inexperienced, readily admitted bad decisions, rectified those, and took steps to get the proper experience that would benefit the citizens of her realm. 

Mother of the Year she was not, but a damn fine monarch she proved to be. 

Nobody likes a lecture from on high delivered by a self-appointed and self-righteous preacher. Reminds me of a poem called "The Preacher's Mistake" by William Croswell Doane. It goes like this in part:

The parish priest

of austerity,

climbed up in a high church steeple

to be nearer God,

so that he might hand

His word down to His people.

MORE VERSES HERE, THEN THE LAST TWO VERSES SAY:

And in sermon script

he daily wrote

what he thought was sent from heaven,

and he dropped this down

on his people's heads

Two times one day in seven.

In his age God said,

"Come down and die!"

And he cried out from the steeple,

"Where art though, Lord?"

And the Lord replied,

"Down here among my people."

Citizen Journalist.  Novelist. Author of other stuff. 

Business writer.  Songwriter.  Protecting creator's copyrights. 

Looking for a new job are ya? Well, don't listen to this "Expert".

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.

This screen snip below comes from my Linkedin feed. Looks like BusinessInsider.com is paying for placement. Anyway, in this article, a man says he interviews 100,000 people each year.

Of course, as your Citizen Journalist with a working Bull Crap Meter, I pulled out my calculator and did some calculating. Let's see. 100,000 / 365 = 273.97

Yep. That is correct. This expert does not sleep, eat, eliminate waste, have sex or (wank), nor bathe or perform other personal hygiene. Nor does he have a life because for this expert to interview this many people each day to the point that 6 questions are asked and answered, he doesn't have time for a life.

Therefore, Bull Crap Meter hitting the top marks and trying to push by them, I was able to call it what it is: A big, fresh, warm load of shit.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what is wrong with the whole employment issue these days. We've got experts lying through their teeth as their articles are being published by a supposedly well-run business publication who should know better but aren't doing their due diligence and thereby misleading their readers. 

Unless...oh my GOD! He's a robot. He's NextGen AI! 

SKYNET! SKYNET! SKYNET! SKYNET IS HERE! And so well hidden, too. Wow. The fellow looks just like a real boy. I mean...really, now...I'm serious. 

Would you just look at that realistic gesture. Each finger articulated just so. Hair on arms. The eyes are what really give it away though. They are robotic, fake even, deadpan, no emotion. And he doesn't smile. The Terminator didn't smile either. 

Presidential Frustration leads to "Squirrel!"

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.

Joel Enrique Salgado wrote a piece about the paper towel throwing incident in Puerto Rico after Hurricane Maria destroyed that island in September 2017. In order to prove he was no dupe of #FakeNews himself, Joel self-described as someone who "never favored the candidacy of Donald Trump."

Every time you see the media having a diatribenous, self-righteous meltdown over a 30-second clip of Donald "The Hammer" Trump throwing paper towels or doing anything else that looks just plain stupid, evil, hateful, or negative in any way, just remember the Politically Correct Democrat RINO Socialist Fascist Commies are grooming you to look at the distraction as the real story because...

THEY ARE HIDING SOMETHING BIG.

#FakeNews
#CrunkNewsNetwork
#Squirrel!

Wonder why #FakeNews #CNN #MSNBC is talking Frederica Wilson 24/7?
To keep Hillary & Bill Russia Uranium deal out of news#Resist#MAGA pic.twitter.com/8k1CRQE6nQ

— Տᗩᑎᗪᖇᗩ ن Russian Bot (@SandraTXAS) October 20, 2017

Have you ever noticed...? A couple of thoughts on #CrunkNewsNetwork and Other MSM

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.

Angela puts on her Andy Rooney persona this morning with —

"Have you ever noticed that #CrunkNewsNetwork and MSM cannot make up their minds?"

For instance, the NYT reported on a new poll conducted by a company I've never heard of  which said that the vast majority of people who do not know that Puerto Ricans are U.S. citizens are, in point of fact, those who have come through the education system built by Liberal Democrat Socialists.

Those over 65 — that is, those who did not get 16 years of Liberal Democrat Socialist education in the Federal Government Reeducation Camps — knew it.

So they have this article decrying the lack of education of a group who is getting that education from what they always point out are the finest minds in the universe.

You can't make this stuff up, folks.

However, I tend to believe Morning Star in this instance because I did some research and discovered that news outlets I have found to consistently hover in the center or the balance scale also trusts them.

So even the Liberal Democrat Socialist are using fair and balanced polls to make my case for me: Liberal Democrat Socialist education sucks.

The Twins: Politics and Spin

by Angela K. Durden


Though it is often hard to tell them apart, Politics and Spin are actually fraternal twins.

Brother Spin is never torn in his soul. His motto is DIRTY DEEDS DONE DIRT CHEAP. Spin's famous motto flashes in neon by the interstate like beacons to call truckers to watch the young, hot women do the fancy dancing.

Of course, when the truckers arrive they find the hot women's arms tracked up. Promised firm, pink flesh is mottled from too much sun and shots of alcohol. Baggy, old flesh hangs over the tiny costuming, and poles strain to hold the loads thrown against it. Teeth are missing. When the head-slinging gets too vigorous hairpieces fall off and are chased across the stage.

But Brother Spin doesn't care what those women look like because he knows if you throw on enough flashing strobes, play the music to ear-splitting levels, and ply the tired truckers with booze, well now, who's the wiser, right? Pimps sit in dark corners twisting gold rings around their fingers watching the door. Oh, yes. Spin is in his element as he gets a cut of the pimps' action.

Brother Politics, on the other hand, is torn in his soul. He wants to not only do good, he wants to be good. Then up comes a situation and he finds he must lie, prevaricate, cheat. All with a straight face. All for the greater good. But how can he do it? His conscience is killing him. Normally he wouldn't be caught dead where fancy dancers work. But he needs help.

So, Brother Politics walks through the door and tells his woes to his twin. Brother Spin locks his arm around his brother's shoulders and says, "Brother mine, not to worry. Leave the details to me. You see, I've got these fancy dancers who know just what to do."

Fancy Dancers Deployed

In the current healthcare debate vote, Sen. Lisa Murkowski (R-AK) voted not to continue the debate. She felt, and I believe rightly, that the time for the debate was too soon. As his right to do so, Donald "The Hammer" Trump disagreed with her. His reasons for forcing the debate are also spot on because his goal is to also show up the hypocrisy of the Republican party on the Obamacare debacle.

Both are doing what they need to do.

Now, some folks in "The Hammer's" administration thought they could threaten Sen. Lisa. So, the Huffington Post deployed their fancy dancers on behalf of Sen. Lisa when they said in their headline: If You Come At Sen. Lisa Murkowski, You Best Not Miss. Quote:

On Wednesday night, the Alaska Dispatch News first reported that Interior Secretary Ryan Zinke had phoned Murkowski and fellow Alaskan Sen. Dan Sullivan (R) following Tuesday’s vote. Zinke delivered a “troubling message,” indicating that Murkowski’s defection could jeopardize future Alaska projects, in particular those involving energy extraction, Sullivan told the paper. In other words, Zinke wanted Murkowski to fall in line ― or else.

If this is, indeed, what Zinke did, then shame on him and I hope "The Hammer" has spanked him for it, though somehow I believe there is more to that conversation than is being reported. But note the last sentence in the above quote. That's right:

Zinke wanted Murkowski to fall in line — or else.

With righteous indignation flying like a loose wig around a gold pole, HuffPo was all over that threat of Zinke's like it was the original sin.

Yet hypocritically the publication continues — to this day — to support the "fall in line or else" punishing social engineering policies that are Obamacare.