Saturday, January 21, 2017

‘OLD DOG STICKING TO HIS OLD TRICKS!’

Internet calls out Bill Clinton for 'checking out Ivanka Trump' - until he got busted by Hillary

Daily Mail | January 20, 2017

It was not the day his wife would become president after all, but it seems Bill Clinton still plenty enjoyed himself at the inauguration.

The former president was captured on camera supposedly ogling Ivanka Trump as she arrived at ceremony on Friday.

Clinton seemed to bite down on his lip with approval and then muttered something as he intently watched from the podium at the Capitol.

But it wasn’t just the cameras who caught Bill.

Hillary was laughing alongside Michelle Obama when she suddenly noticed that her husband wasn’t watching what was happening on stage.

She turned around and gave Clinton a long disapproving stare as she waited for him to notice that he had been caught red-handed.

Clinton finally moved his head an inch as if to just barely acknowledge her.

Hillary then narrowed her eyes and turned back to the stage like a woman who had seen it all before.

Many on Twitter claimed Clinton was staring at Ivanka, and were quick to fire both jokes and criticism at the former President over the moment. It is impossible to independently verify from the video.

'Find someone who looks at you the same way Bill Clinton looks at Ivanka Trump,' one Twitter user wrote.

'I want someone who looks at me the way Bill Clinton looks at women who aren't his wife,' another added.

One user called it a 'fitting ending' to the Clinton's legacy, noting of course the fact that Clinton famously slept with intern Monica Lewinsky while president in 1998.

Others called Clinton a creep for his ogling ways.

'Old dog sticking to his old tricks!' wrote one user while another simply said, 'Come on Bill'.

'Bill Clinton ain't nothing but a hound dog,' another added, referencing the famous Elvis Presley song.

The only blue dress to be found at the ceremony was on Melania, with Ivanka instead taking a page from Hillary's playbook and wearing a white pantsuit.

Trump's eldest daughter matched the former Secretary of State as both donned suffragette white for the swearing in ceremony.

But, if Twitter is to be believed, only one of them caught Bill's eye.

Thursday, January 19, 2017

CLINTON CRIME FAMILY FOLDING UP PRIMARY INCOME STREAM

by Bob Walsh

Yes, it is sad but true. The Clinton Crime Family Global Initiative has recently informed the New York authorities that it is folding up and sacking it's 22 staff members.

In actual practice what the Clinton Global Initiative and Clinton Family Foundation did was sell access and political favors to people, organizations and governments to people who made donations and hired Bill Clinton to give mediocre speeches at very high cost or serve as a "consultant" to them. Unfortunately, like any other whore house, it doesn't work well when you don't have anyone to whore. Since Hillary's worth just went from very high to less than zero five weeks ago they have discovered that very few people are interesting in giving them a buttload of cash. Damn shame.

It also seems that the state of New York is "concerned" with the various family "charities" neglecting certain legally required paperwork on a long-term basis.

It would sure be nice if the Trump justice department were to take an actual, hard look at this in-your-face pay-to-play scheme. I am not betting that will happen, but it sure would be nice.

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

ABOUT MY RECENT TRIP

BarkGrowlBite | January 18, 2017

BarkGrowlBite is back from my Christmas-New Year’s trip to the Philippines where I experienced the thrill of a lifetime. I managed to get a private meeting with that nation’s president.

While touring the capital, I went up to the main gate of Malacañan Palace. I identified myself to a guard as a former American narcotics officer and founder of the Texas Narcotics Officers Association and asked him if it was possible to meet Philippines President Rodrigo Duterte. After a moment he asked for my passport and told me to wait. About 20 minutes later he returned and told me to follow him.

To my amazement I was ushered into the president’s office. President Duterte greeted me with open arms. He took me outdoors to a veranda where we talked for about half-an-hour. He offered me a Cuban cigar and we had a couple of San Miguel beers.

We talked about the drug problem differences between our respective countries. I complimented him for his zero tolerance policy, even though that has resulted in the extrajudicial killings of more than 6,000 Filipino drug users and dealers since he took office last April. President Dutertr said he was determined not to let the Philippines become a nation of drug users like the U.S. I also told him he need not apologize for calling President Obama a "son-of-a-bitch," adding that most American cops agree with him.

There was only an interpreter with us, but we didn’t need him as President Duterte spoke and understood English pretty well.

Near the end of our chitchat, the president made a phone call. A few minutes later, a soldier came out carrying a small wooden box. I was almost floored when the president awarded me the Philippine Medal of Justice. Wow, diid my head ever swell up.

As I left, proudly wearing my Medal of Justice, President Duterte told me that any time I was in the Philippines, I was welcome to come by and visit him. Of course, I thanked him for his gracious hospitality and for awarding me the medal.

When I got to the palace gate, the guard returned my passport. As I noted, this meeting was the thrill of a lifetime.

Now on to other aspects of my trip. The Filipinos sure know how to celebrate New Year’s. More than 200 houses burned to the ground in Cebu City when they were set ablaze by fireworks. The Filipinos started setting off firecrackers the day before Christmas and did not stop until after New Year’s Day. Well, at least they did not fire guns in the air like the idiots in Houston do.

I attended a New Year’s Eve party at the same small resort where my dear friends Bert and Jingjing got married. The resort is within walking distance of their home. The celebrants were mostly Germans and their Filipino wives or girlfriends. The resort charged 1,250 pesos ($25) for the party. For that you got a buffet dinner and all the beer and wine you could drink.

The resort put on some good entertainment. It started out with a small band whose singer performed in English. He was pretty good. Then came a musical stage show featuring part of "The West Side Story,” and progressing to “the Lion King,” complete with those stilted giraffes and the zebras. After the show, I went to the restroom where, to my surprise, I saw that all the performers were teenagers. They had really put on a good show.

Then a dance band took over. Its lead singer was a swell-looking chick who was really good in belting out a bunch of songs. For 25 bucks, that was a great way to ring in the New Year.

On New Year’s Day, Bert, Jingjing and I just spent the day recuperating from all the beer we drank at the party.

Speaking of Jingjing, her family lives on Mindanao Island where a Moro rebellion has been going on since, it seems like forever, despite stinging defeats by the American military during the early 1900s when our soldiers exploited Muslim taboos by wrapping dead Moros in pig's skin and stuffing their mouths with pork. Her family’s farm and plantation gets raided by Moro militia units from time to time. The Moros take all the food they can carry off and extort protection money from Jingjing’s family. Occasionally they can hear the rat-tat-tat of gunfire in the distance.

During my visit, Bert and I went to the market in a nearby town. I had also been there in 2015 wehen he and Jingjing got married. The place is jam-packed with people. They sell live pigs, goats and fowl there, as well as clothing and cheap jewelry. There is also a watch repairman. Stall after stall sells pork and chicken, strips of which are hung from clothes lines. There are also stalls that display piles of fish for sale. The flies were having a feast and the stench is, to put it mildly, gut wrenching.

Bert, Jingjing and I also had dinner twice at a small bar and restaurant owned by a German butcher. His Filipino wife cooked us a couple of great German meals. Of course we also drank some San Miguel beers and the butcher served us several shots of Jägermeister schnapps. Man, that Jägermeister made my ears ring. (The first thing I did after I got back home was to buy a bottle, take it over to my sick friend Lew, and have a shot with him.)

Getting around Cebu Island is a thrill in itself. Everyone uses the main highway to get around – buses, 18-wheelers, pedicabs, motorcycles, cars, pedicabs, bicycles, pedestrians and more pedicabs. The pedicabs are either motorized or operated by some poor soul pedaling away.

Riding in the back of a pedicab is a hair-raising experience. There’s nothing like having a big bus come up and almost touch your feet. Since Filipinos tend to be small, my butt was cramped into a small seat.

Everyone drives along blowing their horns, not to tell some dickhead to get out of the way, but rather to warn the pedicab drivers and pedestrians that they are about to be passed, usually on the wrong side of the road. With everyone dodging from one side to the other, it’s amazing that there are few head-on collisions.

By contrast, back home in Houston you’re liable to get shot if you blow your car horn at some irate NRA member who believes he should be free to use the roadway without the annoyance of having another driver blow a horn at him.

The hospitality shown me by Bert and Jingjing was second to none. I was treated like family. It’s winter in the Philippines, but the heat and high humidity was stifling. So it was good to get back to the good old USA. Unfortunately, a couple of days after my return, I came down with a bad cold. I’m still suffering from the damn thing and feel like shit. I believe I must have caught it on the plane coming back. I'm glad I got to have that shot of Jägermeister with Lew before I myself got sick.

One final note. Of course I did not get to meet with President Duterte. I was just having some fun bullshitting all of you. Had I met with the president though, I would have praised him for his no-nonsense, take-no-prisoners anti-drug policy.

Monday, January 16, 2017

A SHAMEFUL MASSACRE OF APACHE WOMEN AND CHILDREN, AND THE USUAL BROKEN PROMISES

As the nation celebrates Martin Luther King Day, it seems to me that we not only look at the way blacks were historically mistreated, but that we pause to remember how white men mistreated America’s Indians to a much greater extent.

From “Shadows at Dawn”
By Karl Jacoby

At dawn on April 30, 1871, an informal army of Arizona citizens surrounded and attacked a peaceful Apache camp. Most of the Apache men were off hunting in the mountains. In what became known as the Camp Grant Massacre, a total of 144 of those in the camp were killed and mutilated, nearly all of them scalped. All but eight of the corpses were women and children. Twenty-nine children were captured and most were sold into slavery in Mexico. It was one of the worst such massacres in the history of the American West, and in its day commanded unparalleled national attention. Peace parleys designed to prevent an escalation of hostilities followed the event. In those parleys, surviving Apaches begged U.S. military officials for help in recovering their children:

The first responses of the [Apaches] to the massacre on April 30, 1871, illuminate the very limits of human expression. Not only were many [Apaches], their bodies sprawled amid the burning [shelters]; along Ara¬vaipa Creek, silenced by death; Western Apache traditions favored not speak¬ing in the face of intense despair and instead using nonverbal displays of grief such as cutting one's hair or burning a deceased family member's possessions. Survivors' initial refusal to articulate their losses left a deep impression on the first outsiders to reach the massacre site. 'Many of the men, whose fami¬lies had all been killed, when I spoke to them ... were obliged to turn away, unable to speak, and too proud to show their grief. The women whose children had been killed or stolen were convulsed with grief. ... Children who two days before had been full of fun and frolic, kept at a distance, expressing won¬dering horror.'...

"In the early [peace] parleys, one point emerged paramount: the fate of the twenty¬-nine children seized during the massacre. 'Get them back for us,' one [Apache] exhorted the [officials]. '[O]ur little boys will grow up slaves, and our girls, as soon as they are large enough, will be diseased prostitutes to get money for whoever owns them. ... Our dead you cannot bring back to life, but those that are living we gave to you, and we look to you, who can write and talk and have soldiers, to get them back.'

"The [military officials] vowed to protect the survivors from further attack and to recover the People's missing children. ... By the Black Rocks People's [Apache's] reckoning, twenty-nine of their youths had been seized; of these, two had escaped back ... leaving twenty-seven still unac¬counted for. One of [chief] Hashkēē bá nzįn's last comments during his September parley with the Enemy had been to express his pleasure at [their] renewed promises to return the youngsters to the People: 'It seems to him now as if he had his children in his own hands.' Similarly, when a new [official] (General O. O. Howard) called upon the Black Rocks People the following spring, the redemption of their children was one of the first points the People raised with him. [The Apache] strove to impress upon their visitor the human costs of the massacre, ... showing him 'a little girl, eight or nine years of age,' who had survived the Camp Grant Massacre but was 'wounded under her ear and in her side.' ...

"As the conversation turned to the still unresolved status of the [Apache] children, however, the mood of the conference darkened. More than a year after the massacre and despite repeated promises to locate the [Apache]'s offspring, the [military] produced only six (four girls and two boys) of the twenty-seven missing children. Even more disap¬pointing, the lead ... negotiator, General Howard, swayed by settler claims that the Apache children were better off in 'civilized,' Christian households, suddenly imposed a new condition: he would only return those [children] whose parents were alive to care for them. ...

"In the end, however, the only compromise the two sides could agree upon was to have the six children remain at the army base at Blue Water Pool under the care of an [Anglo American] governess -- a measure that did not return the youths to their families but that did not leave them among their captors either,'

"Despite the determined efforts of the Black Rocks People to reclaim their relatives, the trail of the other twenty-one captured children vanishes at this point."

Saturday, January 14, 2017

CIVIL RIGHTS ICON TRIES TO RUIN TRUMP PRESIDENCY

Rep. John Lewis, (D-Ga.), does not recognize Trump as a “legitimate president”

BarkGrowlBite | January 14, 2017

In 1965, John Lewis was one of the leaders of the ‘bloody Sunday’ protest in Alabama. He has been a member of Congress since 1986. He is revered as a civil rights icon by all Democrats, as well as by many Republicans.

In an NBC news clip released Friday, Lewis told “Meet the Press” moderator Chuck Todd:

"I don't see this President-elect as a legitimate president. I think the Russians participated in helping this man get elected. And they helped destroy the candidacy of Hillary Clinton."

What a blatant attempt at ruining the Trump presidency.

Someone needs to hammer this into that thick skull of the 76-year-old Lewis. The Russians did not help to destroy the Clinton candidacy. Hillary Clinton helped destroy the candidacy of Hillary Clinton.

Voters finally got fed up with Hillary’s long history of deceit, borderline criminality, lie after lie after lie, and overriding personal ambition.

And Hillary’s campaign went in the wrong direction. A sleazy John Podesta had Clinton appear at about every African-American church that exists in this country. Unfortunately for Hillary, she is not Barack Obama, and many of John Lewis’ fellow blacks did not bother to vote. Meanwhile Kellyanne Conway had Trump appear before dissatisfied white working-class Americans and concentrating on the battleground states where the electoral votes count.

The Russians did not help to destroy the Clinton candidacy. Clinton’s own campaign helped destroy the candidacy of Hillary Clinton.

Lewis and many Democrats don’t seem to get it. Donald Trump has been elected as our 45th President and he was elected legitimately in a free and fair election by a vote of the American people.

Friday, January 13, 2017

A NOTABLE LESSON FOR THE NFL

No Colin Kaepernicks allowed on the Virginia Tech basketball team


If only Commissioner Roger Goodell and the spineless owners and coaches of the NFL had the guts that Virginia Tech Coach Buzz Williams has in demanding that players respect our National Anthem.

Monday, December 19, 2016

NOTICE FROM THE PUBLISHER

We’re shutting down until January 7 because the publisher will be out of the country.



Here’s wishing everyone a happy holiday season and may 2017 be a healthy and prosperous year for you!