Monday Musings on a Tuesday: Stolen Votes and Gun

We got back late last night from Miami. The trip took us nearly 14 hours: we hit heavy traffic coming out of Miami, had a long lunch at Sonny's BBQ in Georgia, and then I missed a key turn-off in North Carolina and ended up wandering in the dark in and around Lumberton with a glitchy GPS (made by Dominion systems?) before I got myself straightened out and on the road to Wilmington. No time for posting, just enough to sit down and watch the first episode and a half of this season's "The Crown." I don't know. The portrayal of PM Margaret Thatcher by that hack American actress Gillian Anderson does not seem convincing. I hear she's getting some critical praise for that portrayal, but I find it very bad. She has got the accent down, but the exaggerated mannerisms and the insistence on making Thatcher out as some sort of frail, pre-Parkinsonian, hunched over asthmatic hits a false note. The Thatcher I saw in action at the UN seemed far from that! She came off as a vigorous woman, with a commanding voice, and a quick and rapier-like wit. You did not want to debate her! Maybe the acting will improve as the season rolls along; I, however, have little faith in how Hollywood portrays conservatives. 

Events also keep rolling along in the great Biden heist story. On the way up from Miami, we stopped at a turnpike rest stop which had, ugh, CNN on. The banner at the bottom of the screen said it all: "Trump should concede and go." They also ran a vote total for "President-elect" Biden. These people are beyond disgusting. There, of course, is no "President-elect," no state has allocated its electoral votes, and, again, of course, there are some very serious challenges to the whole 2020 election making their way through the courts and via various recounts. There is virtually no coverage of the nature of Trump's challenge to the election results; for any person with any intellectual honesty those results are highly suspect, and quite literally incredible. Biden out-polled not just Hillary but Obama? Right-o. He managed to get 100% of the vote in certain districts? Yeah, sure.

My simple reading of roughly what happened follows. 

For many months, the Dems and their media and high-tech allies pushed fake opinion polls showing Biden with a double digit lead not just nationally but in nearly every state in the union: all nonsense, of course, meant to suppress the Trump vote, and make a Biden "victory" somewhat more credible. One fly in the ointment, however, was the unprogrammed death of Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg, and the quickness with which Trump-Graham-McConnell moved to fill the position. Notice the Dems great insistence in trying to get Coney Barrett to commit to recusing herself from any cases involving electoral challenges: the Dems knew fraud was on the way. 

As shown by some internal memos that leaked, the people around Biden knew their candidate did not have a double-digit lead; they thought the election would have a razor thin margin of victory.  

The Dems had gotten their allies in many states, perhaps most states, to buy the corrupt foreign-made Dominion voting machines running a foreign-made software program--one used in Venezuela under Chavez and Maduro--which allowed vote flipping. The machines, at least in several key areas (maybe more widely), were programmed to begin flipping votes once a certain number of votes had been cast. A problem quickly became apparent: the Trump vote was overwhelming, well beyond what the Dems and their magic machines had calculated. The original vote flipping algorithm proved insufficient. As happened, therefore, in Venezuela, they stopped the count to reset the machines, and institute an old-style back-up plan for extra security: e.g., massive vote dumps of quickly filled out ballots, tossing Trump ballots in the trash, running the same Biden ballots multiple times, and so on.

The same FBI that sent 15 agents to investigate a fake noose story at NASCAR, can't be bothered to check out a major attack on the Republic.

The whole thing is a massive national disgrace, and a threat to our most basic institution of free and fair elections.

Meanwhile, I continue trying to get one of my handguns back from the police in Wilmington. Last May, we had gone to one of our homes in Wilmington where we had some issue with the a/c. The Diplowife and I stood in front of the house dealing with the repairman with our backs to our Chevy truck parked next to a copse of trees. Without us noticing, a creepy creep klepto creepily crept through said copse upon the Chevy, opened the truck door, stole my wife's purse and my Sig P365. Obsessed with the a/c issue, we never noticed, at all! When we got back home, we found two police cars in our driveway and three officers wandering around our yard and knocking on our front door. We pulled up, identified ourselves; one officer asked my wife if she had her purse. "Yes, in the car." He asked her please to get it; she reached into the vehicle, and blurted out, "It's missing." He then asked if I had a gun in the car, and I said, "Yes." He asked if I could retrieve it. The gun, too, had vanished. He asked me to describe the handgun, which I did; he said they had recovered it and my wife's purse. A fellow by the name of Yusuf Abdesalam, had stolen the items. Instead of calling it a successful day, returning to his cave with the ill-gotten swag, greedy Yusuf continued his activities. The police snagged him some 20 minutes after he stole from our truck, as tried to break into other vehicles in an nearby neighborhood. Ol' Yusuf, apparently a Somali "refugee," has a long rap sheet; one wonders why, given his criminal record, he roams the streets or even remains in our country. We got my wife's purse back the next day, but the gun, ah, the gun, the officers informed, would remain in the police evidence locker until the end of the legal process. 

OK, to make this long story even longer, as we drove to Miami, an attorney in the DA's office called to say the "process" had ended: the scruffy one had received a sentence, and I could get my gun back. Well, as it turns out, not really--nope, not that simple. A whole other process must now begin wherein the police run a complete background/criminal check ON ME before I can get back my legally purchased gun. They will send me some forms to fill out and turn in . . . ah, the wheels of justice . .  .

It feels like a Monday. 

Off to walk the beasts.