2011: It has been reported that Chuck Norris, the martial artist-turned-actor-turned-Internet meme-turned-wingnut who has entered a new phase of his career as a regular writer of columns in Tea Party publications, had been regularly plagiarizing large portions of his columns.
Sadly, it seems that intellectual honesty was not part of Walker, Texas Ranger‘s charm.*
*Please note: I have plagiarized almost everything in this item. Is it plagiarism if you admit it? If you do not make money on it should the author care? Besides the original author of the piece was clearly a vicious deranged liberal. Who cares where Walker got his material? Nobody believes it anyway. Please lay off the lawman.
TODAY’S NEWS FROM THAILAND (AMERICA):
Reflections on Osama bin Laden:
Osama bin Laden set out to bankrupt America, betting that American leaders would spend trillions — every last cent in the Treasury — on trying to defeat him. According to Ezra Klein:
“[I]t isn’t quite right to say bin Laden cost us all that money. We decided to spend more than a trillion dollars on homeland security measures to prevent another attack. We decided to invade Iraq as part of a grand, post-9/11 strategy of Middle Eastern transformation. We decided to pass hundreds of billions of dollars in unpaid-for tax cuts and add an unpaid-for prescription drug benefit in Medicare while we were involved in two wars. And now, partially though not entirely because of these actions, we are deep in debt. Bin Laden didn’t — couldn’t — bankrupt us. He could only provoke us into bankrupting ourselves. And he came pretty close.”
POOKIE’S ADVENTURES IN (THAILAND) SAN FRANCISCO:
We are experiencing some of the few very warm days that the City of San Francisco enjoys during the year. In a few weeks the rising overheated air of the Central Valley will suck the offshore fog bank through the Golden Gate to cover the City in its summer blanket of cooling fog. Until then the City’s citizens enjoy their few short weeks of summer. I few days ago, I rode past Dolores Park of the tram. The Park was filled with thousands of people most of whom were laying on the grass as though they were at the beach.
Dolores Park is a marvel of an urban park. Built on the side of a hill that rises above the Mission District of the City, it was designed constructed as a series of large terraces cut into the hill. It resembles a gigantic theater facing the stage on which the towers and spires of downtown San Francisco ascend like some shining Olympus awaiting its actors to begin some tragedy or comedy about the mercurial lives of the gods.
JOEY’S MYSTERY NOVEL:
Chapter 20 (cont.)
Vince stared at the door through which Ray’s picturesque presence disappeared. He smiled, shook his head, sat back for a moment, then leaned forward and dialed Stephanie’s number. She answered at the first ring as though she were waiting for his call.
“Hi Steph, it’s me Vince Ray said you wanted me to call.”
“Oh Vince,” she slurred. “What an interesting and handsome young man.”
“Ah yes, that he is, interesting I mean. What did you want to tell me?”
There was silence for a moment and then she said in a much firmer voice, “Can you come down here this evening? We could have dinner. I have some things to tell you that I think you should know.”
“Is it about Sam’s death?”
“Yes, and more.”
“I think that is something you should tell the police not me.”
“Oh Vince, I couldn’t do that. In affects the firm and others. I need your advice too. Can’t you come tonight” She pleaded?
Vince became a bit annoyed. All he could picture is the potential of a wrestling match with the drunken bereaved widow. Not that she’s not a very desirable piece he thought for a moment. “You must understand, I am quite busy. Why not tell me over the phone what it is you think I should know?”
“No Vince,” she almost shouted. “Someone could be listening to our telephone conversations. Same was always worried about wire tapping. Besides there is too much to tell over the phone. All those secret so-called prayer meetings.”
That grabbed Vince’s attention. “Does this have anything to do with the Brethren,” he inquired?
“Yes, that’s them. How did you know about them, I haven’t told anyone about them, Not the police. Not that nosey nasty women,”
“Woman,” Vince asked. “Do you remember her name?”
“Not really, said she was a private investigator.”
“Isabella Young,” Vince suggested.
“That may be it, Do you know her? Imagine only two days after Sam’s death she comes around asking questions about him, I did not even invite her in. Just told her to leave me alone.”
“OK, I’ll tell you what,” He sighed. “I really will be working here until late tonight on things I canny put off. How about, I rearrange my morning schedule and I come out there for say lunch?”
“I guess it can wait until lunch tomorrow,” she drawled. “All right, I will see you then. I will look forward to it. Let’s say noon. Please don’t disappoint me Vince. This is important.” And she hung up.
Vince sat there for a moment. “Isabella sure gets around,” he thought. “Why would I let myself get roped into lunch? I must be getting either lonely and horny.” He then almost automatically began to punch Isabella’s number into the phone, and then stopped when there was a knock on the door. His 2 PM appointment had arrived.
a. Today’s Chart:
Note: 1. This chart may not give an accurate picture of the various presidential contributions to the National Debt. If it were in constant dollars, the total 1981 debt would be larger and Obama’s share appear somewhat smaller with each the other presidents’ shares appearing slightly larger the further back from the present date they were incurred.
2. It also fails to identify which parties controlled Congress during the various administrations. Much of the Clinton and W. Bush debts were incurred during Republican controlled Congresses, while Democrats controlled Congress through most of the Reagan, Bush I and Obama regimes.
3. Nevertheless, it was the Republican administrations, that abandoned their traditional fiscally conservative roots, repeatedly claiming whenever they presented their grossly out of balance budgets, that deficits did not matter.
On the other hand according to a report in the NY Times:
“Together, the economy and the tax bills enacted under former president George W. Bush, and to a lesser extent by President Obama, wiped out $6.3 trillion in anticipated revenue. That’s nearly half of the $12.7 trillion swing from projected surpluses to real debt. Federal tax collections now stand at their lowest level as a percentage of the economy in 60 years.”
The so-called “Debt Problem” appears to be more a function of declining revenues than any increases in domestic spending other than military budget augmentation.
b. Trenz Pruca’s Aphorisms, Apothegms, Epigrams and Maxims ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/):
“A market is something that one goes into to buy groceries and usually has a prefix affixed to it like “super”. Everything else is a casino.”
“The excessive hoarding of riches by some denies them to the majority, and thus the very wealth that is accumulated generates poverty.”
The recently beatified Pope John Paul II.
Does this clearly socialistic and perhaps communistic statement disqualify him from sainthood?