Author: Garry

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The DNC Coverup

The DNC and elements of the Clinton campaign were trying to pay Russians to tell lies about President Trump

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Globalist Undertones

Those who push Global Warming/Climate Change/Sky-is falling-in narrative have two goals in mind: Globalism and Socialism. Had Trump not burst onto the scene, they (and we) would have been well on their way to a dystopian future right now. I’m not sure we are clear of the shoals quite yet, but we’ve certainly dodged a major bullet.

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A Reasonable Question

Here is question that really demands an answer: Did Biden’s activity in the Ukraine have the blessing of Obozo, or did Biden inform him of his strong arm activities after the fact. If it is the former, then more was going on in Ukraine than the simple passing of funds to Joe’s little boy.

More to know here, and it has nothing to do with Hunter Biden. It seems that the Ukraine is the center of the universe when it comes to corruption: Clinton’s server, the Russia probe, Hunter Biden. There is so much travel to/from the Ukraine right now, just keeping track of it all has become a cottage industry.

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The Reasoning of the Left

I’ve read a number of compelling arguments that advance the idea that the purpose for referring articles of impeachment, and the extremely rapid pace that the Dem’s are proceeding at, is not because they believe they will be successful, but they have two objectives:  weaken him before the 2020 election and to prevent him from naming the next Supreme Court Justice. 

The latter purpose is the reason for the velocity of this fiasco.  Ginsberg is checking out and the Dem’s want to be able to say ‘he cannot name a new Justice because his nominee would preside over his impeachment.  This (below) was posted by someone who titles himself the “Free Speech Extremist”:

In case anyone is wondering why the sudden fanatical press to impeach Trump, the answer is simple.  It’s just that most normies and right-wingers don’t have the leftoid ability to focus on power accumulation and maintenance.

Ginsberg is dying.  Pancreatic stents aren’t put in as a curative measure, they’re palliative.  Placing one means that the tumor has grown to the point where it’s obstructing normal enzyme flow through ducts.  It’s an ominous prognostic sign.

If Trump gets to name another SCOTUS Justice the court will have an ironclad right-wing majority.  Even with Roberts being a ‘cuckservative’ faggot the score is solidly 5-4.  Which means that everything Trump wants to go through regarding immigration will go through.

Without the ability to import a reliable, ever increasing voting bloc Dems lose all power.  They’ve only held on because they control the judiciary.

The goal isn’t to remove Trump (although they’ll take it if by some infernal miracle it happens).  The goal is to completely discredit all of his judiciary appointments, particularly to SCOTUS.  They need him under a constant cloud of investigation.  Once Mueller wiped out they moved into this plan.

Expect them to go thermonuclear when Ginsberg checks out.

What all of this means is that the Dems will manufacture outrage after outrage from now until the election.  It matters not if any of it is true, as a matter of fact the more outrageous the better. The more the left pits American’s against American’s for the sole purpose of creating conflict, the more successful they will be in creating the outrage they need to tear down our once great nation. 

America doesn’t mean squat to this crowd, the only thing that matters is power.

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My Monday Was Yesterday

I’ve started off the week a day in the hole and the slow postings are a testament to just how much my ass is dragging today. Oh yes, yesterday started off idyllic enough; sitting on my back porch with my two Border Collies listening to the creek babble over the falls in the small valley below. Coffee in hand…..counting the big red and white Hereford’s as they passed slowing across the meadow on the other side of our electric fence……until I realized not all of them were on the other side of the fence!

So off I go to see how it is that had happened and how many had made a break for the greener grass that grows in, what is for them, the forbidden zone.

One lone calf had made it out. It being on this side of the fence was a symptom, not the problem. The problem became apparent when I approached it and it scurried back through the fence to the side she should have been on all along. Then I noticed this about the cows that were still on ‘their side’ of the boundary:

Notice the heifer in the center of the photo. She has her head out of the wire with her neck pressing against the 1st and 2nd strands of the electric fence. I walked up and grabbed the wire: our electric fence was no longer electric.

So I called my son-in-law and got him started this way. While he was wiping the sleep out of his eyes I walked the lower fence-line and found that we had a good number problems with the fence itself….deer (or godzilla) had been running into the wire and knocking the insulators off of the T posts and in several spots drifts of wood had pushed up out of the bottom during a storm and covered the bottom strand. Other areas needed to have the foliage cut back to keep the charger/battery from ‘discharge caused by a thousand small conductors’.

We ended up working until roughly 5:30 yesterday evening; fixing conductors, clearing the fence lines (might as well do them all while we are at it), putting in a new solar charger. All of this was along every foot of fencing on both sides. My ass was dragging when I got back to the cabin.

The phone rings about 6, it’s my son-in-law and our ‘cow guy’ is coming by sometime around 8 to pick up two of the cows that are having problems. He’d like me to get those two cows into our corral (of sorts). Now it would be no problem to get all of the cows into the corral…..simply throw a couple bags of sweet-feed on the back of a 4 wheeler and the cows (trained to the sound of he 4 wheelers) will come from wherever they are for their favorite treat. It’s another thing altogether to get two specific cows (and those two cows only) into the pen. Here is my rough approximation of how we have this set up.

The cows were in both pastures so I opened all of the gates and spread the feed into the trough. Once all of the cows converged, I closed off the chute and the gate that adjoins the electric fence. Now came the chess game: I had to work the cows out of the remaining open gate without letting out the two that we wanted to remain. Where it really got tricky is that the cows that I ‘pushed’ out of the pen didn’t want to stay out.

The darkness didn’t help.

Without making this long story any longer, I did manage to get the two cows put up by the time the ‘cow guy’ arrived, and back to the cabin I go. My border collies were glad to see me; it was a late dinner but they gobbled it up with the certain knowledge that as soon as they finished I’d take them on a walk.

So, ya my ass is dragging today and ya my cell phone takes lousy pictures. On the bright side I was out doing heavy lifting that left me with a feeling of having accomplished something. No NFL and no talking heads on 246 channels (Dish Network) telling me I should be outraged for one reason or another.

Life is good on the farm!