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Well, It Got Up Near 90

back yard shed 3-4 done 150606HERE YESTERDAY, SO of course, I was out in it, working. Got dehydrated, as you might expect, and got so tired that I had a minor meltdown as I was cleaning up at the end of the day. My legs and back ache this morning and, as you can tell from the picture, am nowhere near finished with the shed, am planning to continue on today — with similar weather in the offing. Have a glitch induced by my slap-dash construction technique, which, one hopes, will admit of simple — if tedious — solution. I will have help today, which I did not yesterday, so one has cause for hope. With luck, the thing will be finished by mid-afternoon.

Inshkashinti Inshkashinti

shedYOM KIPPUR GEFILTE FISH Oible gobble, oible-gobble, ve dun vell. This ve giff to you, a good substantial yell.

Ve vun! Ve vun! Ve vun! Vaht? Ve lost? Oi. Dey cheated.

That’s my claque, celebrating the (finally) completion of the deck to support our soon-to-be-new backyard shed.

Working in direct sunlight and high humidity this afternoon, I finished piecing in the last bit of the deck, drilling weeping holes across the plywood, and sweeping it down. This evening, I intend to pre-assemble some of the metal sub-assemblies. Tomorrow, Steve-R and I will put the thing together. Wish us well.

Started last August. Finally, the end is in sight.


steps_final_20150503_17_24_46_JUST CALLED SWMBO AT her away gig to give her the gnus. We now have a fully functional set of outside steps here at Casa d’Alger. So we can carry construction materials from the study (upstairs) to the site (downstairs). Next weekend, the shed.


TONI ASKS ME on occasion, “Why don’t you do Caturday posts any more?” That’s not so. I just haven’t done one in a long while. Doesn’t mean I’ve stopped. But I do feel guilty about the lapse. So, herewith, Earnie, from the other evening.

Earnie on my desk

11/11, 11:11


Oderint dum Metuant

ON THIS DAY OF MEMORIAL, when so many sentiments will be expressed, the only appropriate sentiment is:

Never Forgive
Never Forget.

Never Forget, Never Forgive

Oderint dum metuant.

Listen to the second Toby Keith song, “I’m an American Soldier,” too.


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Boobie Libre

national_go-topless_dayIT’S NATIONAL GO TOPLESS DAY (wish they’d announce these things in advance). Of course, da Doll is an ardent supporter, as much as I love to dress … as I say, at liberty. And, but of course, there is also the discussion of Minoan Tits between Drummond and Olivia Wilson in The High T Shebang. (Which can be bought by clicking the Amazon link at far right.) Meantime, a little demonstration.

As I Have Predicted

SNIPPETING OF work-in-progress, working title Discovery will commence tomorrow, (Saturday, June 7). It is also planned that said snippets will be promulgated at Good Reads and any other appropriate venues. Those additional site will be announced here, on Facebook, and at my author’s blog.

Planned Actions Being Taken

SOME TIME AGO I mentioned that I had plans for my Web presence — that I wanted to soft-pedal the politics to some extent, and to put up more about my art and writing on my author’s blog.

I’m getting started with a post this morning requesting some input from readers — if the blog has any. Please to go and participate if you’re of so a mind.

A Curiosity


Texas Rockabillies

Know how to put on a show.

Skinny little dude about 63 playing a crappy old guitar (might as well have been a Winston your grandpa bought at the five and dime for ten bucks.) With an 18 year-old kid playing standup bass, a black dude on drums, and some Australian guy playing Strat- and Telecasters through a Fender Twin amp and a couple of background singers ROCKED the house with tunes you know from Emylou Harris, Willie Nelson, Bob Seger, and Juice Newton (and more I probably never heard of — the guy is country royalty)

Highlight of the show, maybe was when the band persuaded the audience to sing along with Dylan’s “Like a Rolling Stone.” Ya hadda been there. But how do you top that? Easy: blow the roof off with a loud, raucous rendition of “Whole Lotta Shakin’.”

500 Days

FRENCH FOREIGN MINISTER Laurent Fabius blathers that there are fewer than 500 days to “climate chaos.” French? Who cares?

If, come September 25, 2015, it doesn’t happen, will they…


And Still It’s Worth Noting

THAT AT LEAST some trace amount of the half-hearted defense of the Not-So-Sterling Donald was the fact that his accuser recorded his utterances without his permission. And it is a worthy defense, albeit misplaced. We have a presumption of privacy in our “houses, persons, papers, and effects” which, by the law shall remain uninfringed. But, also which by the law, not only the government may infringe. (That means everybody.)

And, one might be forgiven for assuming that those campaigning for public office should be held to a higher standard, nest paw?

But a recent round of advertisements “and I approve this message” from Mitch McConnell assert beginning, middle, and end that their contents were drawn from “undercover news report” and “hidden camera footage” …

I.E., without Matt Bevin’s knowledge or permission.


It seems to me that such turpitude (Mitch, not Matt) ought to be immediately disqualifying. But there’s no truth in political advertising and, were Bevin to complain, it would be dismissed as whining by his opponents, but, still, has not McConnell broken the law? What penalty shall attend upon this breach?

Not Entirely Comfortable With

ALL THE VITUPERATION and denigration surrounding Sterling Donald. It seems untoward to hear a fellow citizen described as a mutant piece of shit. Or a despicable piece of human debris. I don’t like it.

Still and all, I can’t disagree with St. Ann’s take on the matter.

I had listened to roughly eight hours of commentary on Donald Sterling and the ugly remarks he made in conversations secretly tape-recorded by his girlfriend, before I heard anyone mention a wife.


Says more about the media than about Sterling that it took all day for the media to get around to MENTIONING that fact.

I Bet You

NOBODY IN THE LEGACY partisan press will have the balls to lay the blame for this where blame is due — on the progressivist movement in general and the Democrat party in particular (and more recently, on the Barack Obama administration and the Pelosi /Ried axis in the the Congress — as operating since 2007).

Almost Famous

I TURN 60 THIS YEAR. As does one of my school friends, who still plays out and was once called “The best rhythm guitarist in Cincinnati.” Both of us have been in the music business since our teens. But, At least, he gets his face in front of audiences weekly. Me, I’m better known – albeit worldwide — in the production office than onstage (I suppose “pretty well” is better than “not at all”). And the closest I’ve come to playing guitar is shaking Justin Hayward’s hand in 2009. But I’m guessing Pete would probably agree at least part way in my assessment that, at least on the basis of popular music, American culture — the part of our national life that is seen and heard worldwide — is by and large a Black culture. I argue it’s undeniable, when you consider how much of the American self-identity is rooted in Jazz and Rock and Roll, and how pervasive and influential the black influence has been in both. In the beginning Rock and Roll was black music. And, post-Elvis, rock music worldwide owes an unescapable debt to the blues and gospel, a point well-made in the Oscar-winning documentary, 20 Feet From Stardom.

It occurs to me, listening to this cut by Tears for Fears, (hearing the number as recorded at Knebworth sometime in the early ’90s, I fell in love with Oleta Adams), that one reason why the black female voice is so well-loved, both by audiences and leading artists who hire the support of “colored girl” background artists, is that most of these singers shape their voices more fully and with greater power than a lot of white girl singers, with their little-girl voices (e.g.: Britney Spears) and, as a result, they sound more grown-up, with a greater ability to move the listener and to stand up to a male voice. Consider Lisa Fisher versus Mick Jagger on “Gimme Shelter.”

Considerations I had, among others, while watching 20 Feet From Stardom over the weekend (Thank you, Netflix.)

More Statistics

AS MARK TWAIN said*, “Lies, damned lies, and statistics.” We have in the day’s news an example of the latter. The radio news headlines assert that the IPCC report claims that “a rise in temperatures of two degrees” could result in “Old Testament disaster, Mr. Mayor, real wrath of God type stuff. Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies, rivers and seas boiling, forty years of darkness! Earthquakes, volcanoes… the dead rising from the grave, human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together… mass hysteria!” Notice they’re not claiming to predict that will happen, but that it could. Well, Mr. Mayor, Kate Upton could walk up to me, press those magnificent mammaries against me, suck my face — with tongue, and beg me to do her right there on the spot. But the likelihood of it is slim.

And, it’s only fair that the total temperature change since the end of the Little Ice Age (q.v.), has been less than two degrees. In 200+ years. So, is it realistic to expect that, going into a solar minimum, with dropping temperatures for the last fifteen years that there will ever be an increase in global temperatures as great as two degrees?

*Of course he did. I read it on the Internet. And they can’t put anything on the Internet if it’s not true. I read that on the Internet.

Dear Waxman/Whitehouse

ACCORDING TO THE LETTER quoted in its entirety in this post at PowerLine, the two of you (and/or your staffs) appear to be laboring under some sort of a misapprehension when you write:

We believe that Congress and the public have a right to know when individuals funding political ads and attempting to influence government decisions have a financial stake in the outcome. We certainly believe it would be wrong for any company to mislead Congress and the public by falsely describing its economic stake in legislation.

You may believe what you like, but it is not so — not by half. Congress has no rights. Period. Congress has powers and subsequent authority granted by the People through the Constitution and delegated to it by the States. As a body, Congress has no rights. Rights inhere only to individual persons. Nor is ANYONE blessed by our Creator with the right to know the private business of any other citizen.

Consider yourself spanked.

Oh, and by the way: (In case Koch Industries neglects this proper, fitting, and appropriate response.)


Mama Taught Me Well Never To

HIT A WOMAN (still, observe how the grievance feminists don’t disagree), but sometimes I think somebody needs to discipline St. Ann. Look on it as part of her trials.

This week, her column evinces an astringent support for abortion.

I also think all Republican candidates should be trained with shock collars and cattle prods to automatically respond, upon hearing some combination of the words “abortion,” “rape” and “incest”: “Yes, of course there should be exceptions in the case of rape or incest, and I also support giving rapists the death penalty, unlike my Democratic opponent, who wants to give rapists the right to vote. Now, back to what I was saying about Obamacare …”

Look: if it’s human and alive, it’s a human life. Zygote, blastula, fetus, infant, child, adult. Killing it is murder. And, given that the right to life is first and foremost in the list of inalienable rights endowed upon us by our creator, and that “to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men,” the abrogation of the right to life of 55 million children under the 40-year regime of Roe v Wade is one of the greatest evils ever encompassed by government. The Holocaust pales by comparison. The butcher’s bill of international communism is the only greater evil I know of. Truckling with supporters of this abomination is not a worthy stance on principle. “It’s purest evil, I agree, but we can’t win elections if we stand on this principle.” Is just as bad as [sgtschultz]”I vas chust followink ort-ders.”[/sgtschultz]. Or worse.

So: at the risk of sounding like a true believer (what’s wrong with being true to your beliefs? Is it better to be false to them?), I also think that Republican pundits who truckle with abortion advocates to win power should be trained with constant bitch-slaps until they FUCKING GET IT.

That is all.

Big Surprise

THE WHOLE 97% claim never was credible in the first place.

And another thing: even if it were (fat chance), it’s irrelevant, because as Mommy told us:


Thanks to Ev Mickey on Facebook.

The Witless Witterings of Witlings

ON THE SUBJECT OF RUSSIA’S annexation of the Ukraine (as though it were a city gobbling up unincorporated property on the edge of town), wonder (idiotically) how or why Putin would diminish the impact of his Olympics in Sochi by associating this naked aggression on his part (disregarding the “coup d’etat” pretext – whence derives the authority or sovereignty for Russia to enforce this imagined law?) with the games. The more obvious (as, Our Curmudgeon constantly reinforces — the root in Latin means “overlooked”) association is with the eviscerating by the odious and despicable Chuck Hagel (When do we get to bitch slap anyone who points to the R behind the name as evidence that he’s one of Us in the Right?) of America’s military power.

Which could, and perhaps should (perhaps not, deponent sayeth not) act as a counter-balance to Russian imperial ambitions.

Post hoc, ergo propter hoc?

How Shameless and (Yes) Un-American

IS IT THAT A MEMBER of the United States House of Representatives behaves before open microphones like a petulant and boorish demagogue?

Quote of the Day

The impulse to keep to yourself what you have learned is not only shameful, it is destructive. Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you. You open your safe and find ashes.

—Annie Dillard

This is in keeping with my belief that non-profit and not-for-profit are some of the filthiest concepts in human history. You have to increase your inheritance or you waste it away. Take the Parable of the Talents.

I’m Not Given to Displays of Attention-

GETTING BEHAVIOR. My style is more wallflower than Venus fly trap. But I am painfully aware of the need to put myself out there, if I’m going to sell books. I habitually assert that I’m far more happy making things than I am selling them. And, if I have to be selling, I’d rather it be something I made. But I need to find sources of reinforcement. This book and its companion volume are on my Amazon wish list fer sher. I’m a firm believer in Show-your-work. I see the existence of this work as being permission to share with my readers all the need stuff I discover along the way to telling Dolly’s stories. I’ve just started using the robber-bird/pack rat software, Evernote, and I expect that I’ll be blogging research and process a lot more. Possibly more over at my writer’s blog — (which serves the purpose this blog was originally intended to serve) than here.

In a Republic, Anyone Who Calls Himself

A DEMOCRAT STARTS OUT acting in bad faith. Why? Because the choice of ideologies indicates an intent to subvert the country’s governing charter. That is treason, in fact, if not in law. The link is to a story summing up the perfidy of those democrats as exercised in the year just passed. Yes, I am one of those paranoid libertarians.

As we put it, if you’re not paranoid, you haven’t been paying attention.

Anybody Know This One?

SOME TIME AGO, I recall reading a fascinating article about a German aristocrat who was personally instrumental in a movement to realize a vision of empire that would have split Eurasia between Germany and Japan, starting back in the early years of the 20th Century. As I remember the story, he was in Japan either just before or during or just after WWI and met and developed a relationship with young militarists — possibly including Tojo and company. He was a national socialist, and was a foundational figure in the Nazi party and its rise to power in the ’30s. He remained high in the Nazi power structure through most of WWII and became disillusioned with Hitler late in the war. Unfortunately, I seem to have mislaid the saved file/link. Can anybody put a name to this description? Tam?

Once Again, Carrying on a Long Tradition

WE HAVE NEGLECTED TO prepare a post wishing Dolly a Happy Birthday.

Congratulations, Birthday Girl!

Wellesley-ites Wimp Out

SEEMS TO ME THAT somebody needs to grow a pair.

Sack up, ladies! You betray your sex with this wilting-flower routine.

This is BAD News?

BEING AS HOW we here at BTB consider employer-paid health coverage and the market distortions induced by the jiggering of the tax code for the encouragement of it to be an abominable perversion of free markets, we have trouble seeing this next as a BAD thing.

“As a result of the ACA, between 6 million and 7 million fewer people will have employment-based insurance coverage each year from 2016 through 2024 than would be the case in the absence of the ACA.” — The CBO

So, Phil…

PHILLIP OF PUNXATAWNEY predicts (this Sunday passed) six more weeks of winter.

Let’s take a look at the calendar. From February 2, go forward six weeks. And you find yourself at… The first day of Spring!

Quelle surprise.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is known as a tautology.

There’s About an Inch

OF GLOBAL Warming floating on the surface of the Ohio River. You can see the floes floating downstream as you cross the river on any bridge.


Nice Tits, But…

ALGER, REFERRING TO Hollywood twits mouthing off on topics where they are both ignorant and have their heads up their asses that they have nice tits, (implying, of course, that they’re not worth much else). Da Doll — possessed of a world-class rack herself — feels therefor, that it is incumbent upon this fine publication to, when a Hollywood twit mouths off where she appears to be well-informed, has her head screwed on straight (at least on the particular subject at hand), and (not coincidentally) has come in for over-the-top public opprobrium, point that fact out and offer up some small note of praise. Ladies and germs, I give you Scarlett Johansson.

Without knowing anything more about the FACTS — undeniable — that the problems of the Arabs of the Holy Land are wholly of their own making and of their leaders’ making — and that the antecedents of their movement are wholly despicable and reprehensible and that their claims are nearly without merit. (In other words, they’re typical left-fascists.), just listen to her words and tell me they are not considered, moderate, and well-tempered. That, in that context, her claims about the motives and actions of SodaStream are probably accurate…

Just sayin’. Yes. She does have nice tits. (And note how modestly proud she is of that.) She doesn’t deserve the shit storm. It’s being genned up by utterly despicable people and they are not worthy of your attention.

I’m a Good Investor

SO I HEAR HARRY RIED after a career of 27 years in Congress, has a net worth somewhat north of $5 million. Who says crime doesn’t pay?

You Can’t Blame Comic Books

FOR JUVENILE DELINQUENCY OR DEVIL WORSHIP OR MOVIES for violent crime or sexually-transmitted diseases or video games for increases in violent crimes, but…

Harvey Weinstein thinks he can solve what he sees as a social problem with a single film.

And do you see the nature of leftist brain fart pipe dreams from this?

At the Risk of Redundicating

WHAT WILL SURELY BECOME A WIDESPREAD MEME, da Doll believes it needs to be said, over and over again, as loudly as possible, until it is known to all:

Governor Cuomo is a despicable human being. His statements are beyond the pale, and he has no place in the United States. We invite him to leave. If necessary, we’ll even kick in a couple of bucks for a one-way ticket for him to… somewhere else. ANYwhere else. We will NOT, however, EVER urge that the power and influence of the state be brought to bear on the problem his reprehensible views present the body politic. That would be — in a word — un-American.

O’Bama’s Havin’ Him a Summit

MEETING ABOUT EDUMICATION and I wanna know… Given that a summit meeting is a meeting between and among the leaders — the HN’sIC — of two or more organizations… Da Doll wants t’ know…

Who the fuck died and made HIM boss?

Last I read the Constitution, the FedGov has NO authority over schools. NONE. Zip, Zero, Nil, Nada, Netchevko, Bubkis.

Somebody clue me?

I’d Have Said “KGB”

WERE THE ONES using modern art as a weapon in the cold war — considering the cultural degradation the whole mess represents. After all, if art is what artists do, then you have to grant Abstract Expressionism and all the rest of the posings of the arts and croissant crowd (a little Rushbo lingo fer ya, there) the status of art. Yes. But, if the purpose of art is to uplift members of society, to inspire and contribute to true progress for humanity, the modern so-called art hardly qualifies. And, given that it did and does just the opposite (in a lot of cases) (And, yes, da Doll is a big fan of Lichtenstein, de Kooning, Calder, Mondrian, and a buncha others.), I’d have to say the movement served the evil and destructive Adversary to a T.

I Should Like to Humbly and Respectfully Disagree

WITH FOLKS WHO ARE asserting in the Phil Robertson contretemps that, because the confrontation is not between Congress and an individual citizen that this is not a First Amendment matter. And, OK, stated that way, it’s not. However…

It is a matter of freedom of speech, as well as the free exercise of religion, and therefor at the very least touches on the spirit of the First Amendment.

That it is not speaks perhaps to the utter corruption of government in America, inasmuch as Congress is supposed to be the sole legislative authority in such matters — no other having say in them — all of the other bodies and individuals seeking influence over the speech or religious practices of other individual American citizens are infringing on Congress’s privilege and authority. And, as such, the First Amendment being the final authority in the matter, this is a First Amendment case. If Congress is forbidden to act, then EVERYBODY is forbidden to act.

But, Alger, you say, The Constitution is a bill of limits on the Federal Government.

And: Oh, really? I say in response. Is it not rather an affirmative statement of limits on the government as defined by the rights of the individual? Does it matter, therefor, WHO, exactly, is infringing on a right? Is it not sufficient to define that individuals have the right to render it unlawful for ANY actor — public or private — to infringe. If I have a right to free speech, how can you have any authority to squelch what I say? If I have a right to go armed, how can you have any authority to assert that I may not carry a weapon?

Is it a right? Or is it a limited license? Does not one affirm the basic concept of America and the other put the lie to the whole experiment?

If Phil Robertson, a free citizen of the United States, has the right of free speech, and makes a statement on his own time, in a venue not controlled by his employer, not representing his employer’s position, and his employer punishes him for exercising that right, how can it NOT touch on the First Amendment?

This goes wider than the First Amendment — or even the Second. For example, where in the Fourth Amendment are the limits on searches and seizures applied only to government agents? They’re not, of course. The prohibition is absolute and universal. It means, for example, that your bank has a fiduciary responsibility not to reveal your bank details without a proper warrant. Indeed, to not reveal even the existence of your accounts. The over-reach by the Internal Revenue Service in demanding this information is only one bit of evidence in the avalanche that proves — I think dispositively — that the “service” is corrupt and needs to be disbanded.

I propose that you look at — or re-examine, if you haven’t recently — the entirety of the Constitution in this light: the document is meant to make it clear that the supreme law of the land stands in defense of the rights of the individual against ALL comers.

Envelope, please…

AND THE WINNAH OFMost Economically Free State in North America… AL-BER-TA… CANADAAAAH!

::and the crowd goes wild::

All ’60s Liberals Were EVER About

WAS PASSING: getting by without having to actually do any — you know — work. So it should come as no surprise to you that the lot of them worship a woman with absolutely no accomplishments to her credit.

Good News

IT APPEARS THAT some businesses which, while, perhaps, not supporting Obama, didn’t really work all that hard to oppose him — and continue to support Democrats… (slow learners, aren’t they) — seem to have picked up on some facts about him and them.

Tech Bleg

SO CASA D’ALGER have been blessed with a couple of shiny new Windows 8 tablets. (Due to having to replace a bricked iPhone, but nevermind.) And now we have an issue. An opportunity.

(That’s what the motivators call a problem when they want to psych you into being “positive” and shit.)

Seems that the tablets can see the printer. It’s a USB-connected HP LaserJet, served from a Windows XP laptop. Windows 8 drivers are installed — I think. The tablets can find the printer on the network. Then a command to connect is met with “Operation failed with error 0x00000490.” The process can proceed no further.

A Bing search on the error code yields the usual ten billion returns of marginally relevant mentions of the error code, but no solution.

Any clueage to be had?

So, We Here in Cin-city

HAVE BEEN SADDLED WITH a toy train set, a textbook boondoggle for rich downtowners because they want to look all cool and shit next to Toronto, Portland, and Berlin or Bonn or Geneva or something. We’ve been gifted with a streetcar line.

Now, you have to understand that Cincinnati is somewhat unique in that, like Pittsburgh and a few other similar cities, it is built largely atop bluffs which form the banks of a major river valley. We call this being built on hills. Which, from the perspective of surface transportation, means just that — a lot of inclines to be traveled. Steep ones. And, in the era before pavements and pneumatic rubber tires, a lot of slipping and sliding. Even a lot of that these days. There’s one street near the university — the street called Straight — which plunges down a five-hundred-foot slope at — I kid you not — a forty-five-degree angle. (In all fairness, Straight Street really is straight, just… straight DOWN. Trust me, in that, it’s not unusual.)

All of which makes rail a bad choice for in-city transport.

Unsurprisingly, the city was nearly bypassed in favor of Cleveland, Indianapolis, and Chicago (which stand on more flattened circumstances) by early rail development. Fortunately, we got more-or-less caught up and, today, you can see a massive freight switching yard in one of the flatter areas of the central basin. (Plus the city owns a railroad — if we can keep the kleptocrats in City Hall from selling it to some crony or other.)

But, for transit, for the most part, we’ve relied on other modes. And, as late as the ’60s and early ’70s, you could see wheeled busses on central routes being powered by overhead catenaries. Trollies on tires, so to speak.

But, even then, it was being proven in the biggest laboratory in existence — the real world — that mass transit solutions are uneconomic outside a very narrow set of circumstances (very large and high-density populations, such as new York and Tokyo, where land or underground rock layers support construction). The bus company then extant went belly-up because the family which owned most of the stock could no longer earn its way running the thing. So the government took it over and turned it into a massive white elephant. I haven’t seen figures for years, but I would not be surprised at all to find it costing many multiples of the per-trip fares per-passenger-mile. It is certain that the equipment is the best and latest, takes up disproportionate space on the roads, and creates all manner of traffic problems and probably, despite “green” initiatives in fueling, is partly responsible for the region’s having been forced into a recently-terminated “consent” agreement to lower levels of certain EPA-defined pollutants. (Things like 15% ethanol at the pump and strict monitoring of “air quality”.)

But Portland has light rail, as do myriad other cities to which statists in city government like to compare the Queen City. So, of course, we have to have it.

And, as I say, the reason Democrats like light rail so much is that they like to imagine THEY can make the trains run on time.

All irony, sarcasm, et al, intended.

I tell you all that to tell you this.

At the beginning of this month now closing, we here in Cincinnati held an election for a new city council and mayor. The streetcar boondoggle was a bone of contention in the race. It had been pushed through on a ballot initiative where the ballot language had you voting “No” to support the levy and “Yes” to deny it; the break-even requires the completions of two additional phases of development; its eventual goal is the development of an inter-city line to Cleveland that will never, in a million years be realized, but much of the hand-wavium is founded in assumptions it will; none of the exemplars — not Portland, not Toronto — none of them — are anywhere near paying for themselves from fares, (So why is this being done?)… For once, the issue didn’t polarize the political class along party lines. The Democrat mayor was term-limited. The Democrat vice-Mayor was running against a Democrat former-councilman for the top spot. And the mud-slinging was glorious, if strangely restrained. The incumbent was pro- and the challenger anti-. A coalition of Republicans and Charterites (an independent party which has actually been the majority in the city from time-to-time) ran against the streetcar, and enough of them were elected to form a majority — with some anti-streetcar Democrats in the mix.

And there was this one Democrat who played the part of the moderate — claiming to look at the issues and seek the best option for the people of the city. Sounding all reasonable and shit, he drew a lot of his support from the anti-streetcar right. He was the top vote-getter in the election. His name is P.G. Sittenfeld. (Never trust a man who won’t tell you his name.)

This week, he has announced that he has changed his stand on the streetcar. He is now in favor of it.

Da Doll submits the belief that was his intent all along. Once again proving: You. Can’t. Trust. Democrats.

So don’t.

We’ve Decided Doorknobs

ARE BAD FOR YOU so you’ll switch to levers and you’ll like them if you know what’s good for you.

Should cut down on the transmission of STDs, too. So it’s a win-win. ‘Cept for the people who make round knobs. But they’re retrograde and evil, so fuck ’em. Liberty be damned.

Ring the Bell


We Gotta Stop Sayin’, “We”

WHEN WE REFER TO the nation’s governance.

The way we deal with drugs in America is insane. Umm… Mebbe so. But — and I don’t know about you bunky — but I have resisted the notion of the War on Drugs as despicable, unconstitutional, morally unacceptable, and morally bankrupt for the entirety of my short life. Alger’s like fifty years older’n me, so — same thing. How either of us gets included in “we” with whom we do not agree, and against whom we have struggled our whole lives is… well… insane.

I didn’t vote for this. The government no longer has the consent of the governed and has, instead, taken on the aspect(s) of an occupying power, and can no longer be considered the legitimate government of the country. It is entirely apposite to refer to the government as “they” or “them” and to view them as political, social, and religious enemies of We the People.

That being true, adjust your semantics to suit.

Quote of the Day

When does it leak out that Obama is really an Ayn Rand sleeper agent?


Like we been sayin’…

Land O’Goshen

HEARD A LINER ON 55KRC Talk Radio that Goshen (a distant northeast suburb of Cincinnati) would be run by women for the first time.

Kids, da Doll is here t’ tell ya one thing, if it’s the only thing y’ absorb this day. If you elect a person to office — any office — on the basis that they are the first or last or just a member of a group, you deserve the shit sandwich life’s about to serve you.

As Gen. Honore put it: don’t get stuck on stupid.

BTB Opinion: Not Only Should the Government Not

BE INVOLVED IN health insurance, getting the government out of the [mal] practice of medicine would probably be the best possible solution for the benefit of the greatest number of people. It’s good to see ever more people coming toward the same conclusion.