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First arrest made in Ohio’s war on hidden compartments in vehicles

In General Information on November 22, 2013 at 10:22 am

Dear Readers, this is akin to finding matches in an Ordinary’s pants pocket and charging him with ‘intent to commit arson’. Any criminal intent in this case exists solely in the minds of the criminals…err, police. As the following article suggests, it is only a matter of time before hiding places in private residences are, likewise, banned.

Folks who like to keep their property secure from prying eyes have one more thing to worry about.

Having a ‘secret’ compartment in a vehicle is illegal in Ohio.

That means concealed carry permit holders, people who carry cash, and folks on vacation who don’t want their valuables stolen and who construct hidden recesses in their cars to do so now face felony charges in the Buckeye State.

According to published news accounts, Norman Gurley (30) and a Michigan resident, was arrested for having a secret compartment constructed in his car. The compartment opened via electric locks.

Compartments such as the one Gurley had installed were banned in Ohio as part of the ‘War on Drugs’. Criminals in the employ of the state say the compartments are designed to hold the dastardly duo of modern America…

…Guns and drugs.

Gurley’s compartment was empty.

No guns. No drugs. Just an empty compartment.

Therefore, any criminal intent for the compartment existed only in the minds of the costumed marauders within the Ohio Highway Patrol who stopped Gurley for speeding.

According to Lt. Michael Combs of the highway patrol, “We apparently caught them between runs, so to speak, so this takes away one tool they have in their illegal trade.”

Modern law enforcement regularly relies on soothsayers possessing low IQs to predict who will commit a crime and who, despite the absence of any evidence a crime has been committed, is a criminal.

Got a hidey-hole at home? A wall safe?

You can bet your ass that it won’t be long before the caped donut munchers begin a similar campaign against residential hiding places.

It’s for our own good.

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One more reason to stay out of New Mexico…terrorists be there.

In General Information on November 19, 2013 at 10:38 am

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[Around my house we adore the Capra classic, “It’s A Wonderful Life”. The scene where Bert the cop lets bullets fly after the fleeing (dazed and confused) George Bailey always put a sardonic smile on my face. The scene was a typical over-the-top Hollywood representation of the concept of justifiable use of force. Back in the day, a cop doing so would be seeking new employment before the gun smoke cleared. Today? Not so much. Ho-hum.]

Normally, I paraphrase other news sources (it makes me feel like a real writer). In this case, pictures (video) is worth a thousand words (5,000 of mine):

Watch New Mexico’s state version of the Keystone Kops HERE.

New Mexico police issued new badges!

In General Information on November 7, 2013 at 4:07 pm

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[Editor’s Note: I apologize to my readers for my abrupt and lengthy absence. ‘Life’ happened to my soul-mate and life-partner. I had to take time to attend to her care. If you have been so kind as to send email, make comments, or give me submissions…I ask for the kindness of your patience. Everything will be addressed and you’ll get the pixels you deserve. It looks like I came back at the right time. New Mexico cops anally raping motorists? This is a story that continues to develop as it gets ignored by the national MSM (the journalists who get paid corporate bucks). Thanks for reading.]

Does anyone remember Mohammed Mana Ahmed al-Qahtani?

He is the Saudi citizen, fingered to be the “20th terrorist” responsible for the September 11, 2001 attacks. He was subsequently abducted and sent to America’s gulag at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. There, he was anally tortured and subjected to what can only be called ‘punishment enemas’.

When the expected outcry came from those of us with bleeding hearts, we were told to ‘STFU…He’s a goddamn, rag-head terry-wrist’ and ‘It ain’t like he’s an American.’

So…

…now that Americans are being abducted by our police forces and subjected to anal torture, how’s that ‘shut up’ working for you?

Ask David Eckert of New Mexico.

After Eckert allegedly failed to come to a complete stop at a stop sign outside of a Deming, New Mexico Wal Mart, he was ‘cuffed and stuffed’, taken to two area medical centers (the doctor on duty at the first hospital refused to torture Eckert) and when his torment ended the next day he had endured two digital rectal exams, two x-rays, three enemas, expelled enemas in front of an audience of cops and nurses, sedated, and given an involuntary colonoscopy. Oh yes, and for extra police entertainment, he alleges he was mocked and ridiculed by those in attendance at the performances and that privacy screens (designed to protect the dignity of patients undergoing such procedures) mysteriously disappeared so that his abuse could be enjoyed by anyone in the nearby public hallway.

[HERE is the entire text of his federal civil rights complaint.]

And now, another citizen has come forward to tell his story about being abducted by police and subsequently sodomized in the name of the War on Drugs. His story is HERE.

If the stories these men tell do not make you throw up a little in your mouth, you need to check your humanity card.

Anyone who was a party to the crimes committed against these men, or knew anything about their torment as it happened and did not speak up share culpability in the crimes. I am absolutely stunned that nobody involved had the moral compass to take a breath, look around, and say, “Gee, do you really think this is okay?” It may have taken only ONE person speaking out to stop the horrors that Mr. Eckert experienced.

I’m particularly ashamed of the doctors who ordered and performed the ‘examinations’ of Mr. Eckert and his colon. How does a healer make the light-year jump to torturer? Was Dr. Stanley Milgram underestimating in his findings of over 40 years ago? And, there, lies my outrage.

How can the violation of these men be justified? When did we make the leap to say, “Screw it. That they are human beings just doesn’t matter.”

Where is our vaunted FBI?

If a group of men, absent of state costumes, abducted random males, sodomized them with their fingers, drugged them, poured hot water up their rectums, and then dumped them in front of their homes…

…a phalanx (or more) of FBI would be in town the next day, rounding up the perverts, and shipping them off to holding cells where anal play is a tag-team sport.

The following is representative of the federal response…[THIS SPACE INTENTIONALLY LEFT BLANK].

Does any of this get your attention yet? HELLO!!???

This is third-world, banana republic, bodies disappear beneath the soccer stadium shit…and it’s happening in ‘the land of the free and the home of the brave’.

It’s just bloody wrong…and I really don’t have the talent to put that in strong enough language.

This story will continue.

Jennifer Niemeyer & Cathy Stepp: The softer, more feminine side of state terrorism…

In General Information on August 5, 2013 at 3:14 pm

If Hell exists, it exists for the purpose of being the eternal place of repose for Jennifer Niemeyer and Cathy Stepp. My rabbi always warns me, “Never say that it couldn’t be worse, because it can get worse…and it will.” Friends, I thought the police killing of a 95 year-old veteran was at the absolute bottom of the cesspool of the Amerikan Soyuz’s monopoly on violence. I was wrong. What kind of monster deliberately inflicts mental cruelty in the manner sanctioned by Niemeyer and Stepp?

[Editor’s note: After publishing this, I decided to look into what kind of people can do this kind of thing. The Wisconsin State Journal (30 December 2010) gave me the information I was seeking. Stepp was appointed by Governor Scott (Sieg Heil!) Walker. She is (of course) a Republican. Her appointment drew immediate fire from Democrats and Brett Hulsey (D-Madison) said, “Putting Cathy Stepp in charge of the DNR is like putting Lindsay Lohan in charge of a rehab center.” His words were (unfortunately for ‘Giggles’) sadly prescient. Of his then nominee, Walker said, “I wanted a person with a Chamber of Commerce mentality.” (Translation: Business uber alles!). Stepp, herself, said this about the agency she was about to head: “The people who work at the DNR tend to be “anti-development, anti-transportation, and pro-garter snakes, karner blue butterflies, etc.” Yeah, Cathy…fuck wildlife. Just the kind of person we need in charge of baby deer.]

I was aghast when I finished watching the WISN-TV link sent to me by a fellow Phyne Dyner.

If you have a strong stomach, click on this link: http://www.wisn.com/news/armed-agents-raid-animal-shelter-for-baby-deer/-/9373668/21272108/-/wvh1n7z/-/index.html

If you do not have a strong stomach, here’s the abbreviated story:

About two weeks ago, agents of the Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources and local sheriff’s deputies executed a military-style assault/raid on a no-kill animal shelter operated by the Society of St. Francis. The shelter is staffed by volunteers, many of them well into the years of senior citizenship. During the raid, the shelter staff was herded into the facility’s picnic area and DNR agents ‘tranquilized’ the two week old fawn the old folks had named, “Giggles”. In an action that speaks volumes in depravity, these brave police ‘heroes’ tossed Giggles’ across their shoulders and paraded her limp form past the horrified volunteers. Officials say the fawn was removed from the premises and was “humanely euthanized”.

The issue is not a dead deer.

The issue is the horrific manner in which the sheriff’s goons and the DNR jackboots willfully terrorized the staff at the St. Francis shelter. The staff had taken turns feeding the fawn with a bottle, given her a little wicker bed, and fitted her with a cute collar. The actions of the goons was a deliberate message not to trifle with the state and its zero-tolerance laws. The Wisconsin DNR’s goal was the goal of all terrorists: to create fear of the terrorist’s power and to intimidate others from behaviors not sanctioned by the terrorist organization.

Niemeyer

Niemeyer

Local reporters contacted Jennifer Niemeyer, the supervising DNR warden for the case, and asked her about the necessity of executing a military assault on the shelter. Niemeyer

Stepp

Stepp

(pictured) responded:

“If a sheriff’s department is going in to do a search warrant on a drug bust, they don’t call them and ask them to voluntarily surrender their marijuana or whatever drug that they have before they show up.”

Niemeyer’s comments are in the best of examples to be found in the ‘us versus them’ mentalities of contemporary, American jackbooted stormtroopers. The public, even animal-loving seniors, are potential threats in need of SWAT-swarming. It is the kind of thinking that holds that an elderly woman with a fawn is the same as a deranged man with a gun.

Niemeyer even demurely played the ‘I vas choost following ordahs’ from the Schutzstaffel of the last century. She deferred that Wisconsin’s DNR secretary, Cathy Stepp (also pictured) personally authorized the raid and execution of the fawn.

The incident and the callousness of these two women has properly outraged the public. Both women and their agency are receiving death threats.

Death threats are wrong. Any threat of violence is wrong.

However, it is not wrong to let the children, the parents, and the neighbors of these two females know that they are both monsters on par with Ilse Koch, AKA “The Bitch of Buchenwald”.

They are not to be despised for killing a fawn.

They are to be despised for terrorizing the people who dared break the law by caring for a defenseless baby deer. They are to be despised for being the agents who imprinted traumatic memories by acting in a willful manner designed solely to terrorize and intimidate the kind-hearted souls who dared to violate holy state wildlife policies.

May Jennifer Niemeyer and Cathy Stepp live to ripe, old age. May they always be reminded that they were the softer and more feminine side of state terror. They, and they alone, decided to turn in their Humanity Card and, by doing so, have been deemed not to be able to claim a place among civilized men and women. Out of a kindness these two, inhumane bitches denied to the staff at St. Francis…

…they must be allowed to live in peace, but they should reviled by all that is good in mankind.

A closing Editor’s note: I almost refused to cover this story. Often, coverage of organized brutality is exactly what a brutalizing state most desires. Every tyrant knows that you don’t have to kill or torture every dissenter…you need only kill or torture a few…in public, and with the cameras rolling. A reputation of ruthlessness is as valuable as absolutely ruthless behavior. I chose to publicize this story to bring Niemeyer and Stepp out into the disinfecting sunlight and so their friends, neighbors, their children, and their grandchildren can see them for the horrible monsters that they are.

Police ‘heroes’ taze and shoot 95 year-old WWII vet…killing him.

In General Information on August 2, 2013 at 3:07 pm

“The Japanese military couldn’t get him at the age when he was touchable, in a uniform in the war. It took 70 years later for the Park Forest police to do the job.” – Wrana family attorney, Nicholas Grapsas

When John Wrana was a young man, fit and strong and fighting in World War II with the U.S. Army Air Corps, did he ever think he’d end this way?

Just a few weeks shy of his 96th birthday, in need of a walker to move about, cops coming through the door of his retirement home with a Taser and a shotgun.

The old man, described by a family member as “wobbly” on his feet, had refused medical attention. The paramedics were called. They brought in the Park Forest police.

First they tased him, but that didn’t work. So they fired a shotgun, hitting him in the stomach with a bean-bag round. Wrana was struck with such force that he bled to death internally, according to the Cook County medical examiner.

“The Japanese military couldn’t get him at the age he was touchable, in a uniform in the war. It took 70 years later for the Park Forest police to do the job,” Wrana’s family attorney, Nicholas Grapsas, a former prosecutor, said in an interview with me Thursday.

Wrana’s family wants answers. The Illinois State Police are investigating the horrific incident but won’t comment, and neither will the Park Forest police pending the outcome of the inquiry.

I wasn’t at the scene, and maybe the police have a good explanation. But common sense tells me that cops don’t need a Taser or a shotgun to subdue a 95-year-old man.

And after doing some digging, I found there are two versions of events: The police version, and a new picture that raises questions of whether John Wrana was killed unnecessarily.

The Park Forest police version is that on the night of July 26, John Wrana, a resident of the Victory Centre senior living facility, threatened staff and paramedics with a 2-foot-long metal shoehorn and a metal cane. The police statement neglects to mention that the old man also used a walker, at least according to photographs supplied by Grapsas.

“Attempts were made verbally to have the resident comply with demands to drop the articles, to no avail,” the police statement reads. “The resident then armed himself with a 12-inch butcher type kitchen knife.”

But lawyer Grapsas says that Wrana’s family never saw a knife in his room and that staff also told him Wrana didn’t have such a knife.

“So where did the knife come from?” Grapsas asked.

The police statement leaves the impression that the staff was under threat, leaving police with no choice other than to shoot him.

But according to Maria Oliva, an executive with Pathway Senior Living, the staff was kept out of the room after police arrived. So there was no imminent threat to staff.

“The staff was not inside once the police were on the scene,” Oliva told us. “At different times the staff were in there, but not when they were called. They (the police) were in charge at that point.”

Police said there had been threats made against the staff. But Grapsas said he was told that staff begged to be allowed to try to calm down the old man.

“If there were threats to the staff, why did the staff want to intervene and say, ‘Let us handle this; we’ll get him calmed down’?” he asked.

Grapsas says he was told that police used a riot shield to come through the door before shooting bean-bag rounds at the old man as he sat in his chair.

Riot shields are used to push back mobs of angry young protesters in the streets, or against dangerous convicts in prison cells, not to subdue an old, old man in a chair.

“At some point, I’m told there were between five and seven police officers, they went back to the room with a riot shield in hand, entered the door and shot him with a shotgun that contained bean-bag rounds,” Grapsas said.

Dear NSA and FBI, Fuck you…and the APC you rode in on!

In Editorial, General Information on August 1, 2013 at 3:18 pm

The following appeared today (1 August 2013) in the Atlantic Wire under the byline of Philip Bump. My commentary will appear in italics and in the color you are now reading. If you didn’t think (or know) that our free Republic had been finally and totally euthanized, this article should remove all doubt.

[2 August 2013 Editor’s Note: News sources are now reporting that it was the Catalano’s husband’s employer, Speco Technologies, who triggered the visit by joint task force goons. The new information was obtained from the Suffolk County Sheriff’s Office and has been confirmed by Catalano. Therefore, it was not an NSA dragnet or Google who set the events in motion. It was the victims former employer.]

Michele Catalano was looking for information online about pressure cookers. Her husband, in the same time frame, was Googling backpacks. Wednesday morning, six men from a joint terrorism task force showed up at their house to see if they were terrorists. Which begs the question: How’d the government know what they were Googling?

Catalano (who is a professional writer) describes the tension of that visit…

“…[T]hey were peppering my husband with questions. Where is he from? Where are his parents from? They asked about me, where was I, where do I work, where do my parents live. Do you have any bombs, they asked. Do you own a pressure cooker? My husband said no, but we have a rice cooker. Can you make a bomb with that? My husband said no, my wife uses it to make quinoa. What the hell is quinoa, they asked. …

I actually burst out laughing at ‘What the hell is quinoa?’ My mirth was short-lived when I realized that such was the depth and breadth of knowledge among Praetorians who are empowered to snuff out my life, kill my dog, and ransack my house.

“Do you have any bombs?” Well shit, their job just got easier. Real terrorists would say something like, “Yes. It’s in the pantry, next to the quinoa.”

Thank Heaven they (the liberty-trampling goons) are neither efficient nor smart.

Have you ever looked up how to make a pressure cooker bomb? My husband, ever the oppositional kind, asked them if they themselves weren’t curious as to how a pressure cooker bomb works, if they ever looked it up. Two of them admitted they did.”

Notice, only the elites and their Praetorians are assumed to have looked at ‘forbidden’ material without mal intent…just like Orwell’s members of the Inner Party.

The men identified themselves as members of the “joint terrorism task force.” The composition of such task forces depend on the region of the country, but, as we outlined after the Boston bombings, include a variety of federal agencies. Among them: the FBI and Homeland Security.

Goons from various ‘joint terrorism task forces’ often come from numerous agencies which are supposedly under local control and supposedly answer to the citizens of the jurisdictions that pay them. Since the goons are never identified and their agencies are never named, we’ll just assume they are Amerika’s Secret Police, or Geheimstaatspolizei Amerikan.

Ever since details of the NSA’s surveillance infrastructure were leaked by Edward Snowden, the agency has been insistent on the boundaries of the information it collects. It is not, by law, allowed to spy on Americans — although there are exceptions of which it takes advantage. Its PRISM program, under which it collects internet content, does not include information from Americans unless those Americans are connected to terror suspects by no more than two other people. It collects metadata on phone calls made by Americans, but reportedly stopped collecting metadata on Americans’ internet use in 2011. So how, then, would the government know what Catalano and her husband were searching for?

Connected to terror suspects. Okay folks, even the people infatuated with the Kardashians and Mama June (Honey Boo Boo’s mommy) should know the difference between a ‘suspected terrorist’ and a ‘terrorist’. And, exactly HOW would the government know what the Catalano family was looking up online? Snowden only told the truth.

It’s possible that one of the two of them is tangentially linked to a foreign terror suspect, allowing the government to review their internet activity. After all, that “no more than two other people” ends up covering millions of people. Or perhaps the NSA, as part of its routine collection of as much internet traffic as it can, automatically flags things like Google searches for “pressure cooker” and “backpack” and passes on anything it finds to the FBI.

More likely, the link (if any) never existed. Millions of people have been denounced speciously and have been deported (or worse) in earnest.

Or maybe it was something else. On Wednesday, The Guardian reported on XKeyscore, a program eerily similar to Facebook search that could clearly allow an analyst to run a search that picked out people who’d done searches for those items from the same location. How those searches got into the government’s database is a question worth asking; how the information got back out seems apparent.

But…but…but…they’re not even looking. Right?

It is also possible that there were other factors that prompted the government’s interest in Catalano and her husband. He travels to Asia, she notes in her article. Who knows. Which is largely Catalano’s point.

Who knows, ain’t talkin’.

“They mentioned that they do this about 100 times a week. And that 99 of those visits turn out to be nothing. I don’t know what happens on the other 1% of visits and I’m not sure I want to know what my neighbors are up to.”

One hundred times a week, groups of six armed men drive to houses in three black SUVs, conducting consented-if-casual searches of the property perhaps in part because of things people looked up online.

They do this about 100 times a week? That’s 5,200 rights violations committed by law enforcement per year. That means 5,200 people should greet the goons at the door, tell them to leave, and explain to the goons how warrants work. That means, 5,200 times a year, the goons should hear only: “I have nothing to say. I will say nothing until I speak with legal counsel.” Why are people talking to the goons? Why aren’t the goons warming a bunk at the House of Involuntary Sodomy?

But the NSA doesn’t collect data on Americans, so this certainly won’t happen to you.

You can go back to sleep now.

The Zombie Apocalypse: Phyne Dyning Style

In General Information on July 12, 2013 at 3:25 pm

A few months ago, I reached behind my blog’s respirator and pulled the plug. The patient died as expected and I set off with my sea bag over my shoulder, now completely unencumbered and free to roam. I set off to finish my great American novel.

I finished it.

Now, I have two newly labelled drawers in the file cabinet next to my desk. One drawer is labelled, “Rejections”. The other has a plain black mourning band around the drawer pull. It is the draw in which I file the letters containing the concluding lines: “We are no longer accepting unsolicited manuscripts. We will contact you when this policy changes. Thank you for your interest in _____________.”

I may need two more drawers.

My agent, Linda, still answers my calls. That’s something, I suppose.

When the rejection letters began arriving by the bagful, she suggested that I keep plugging along. When a rejection arrived from a publisher in Ghana arrived, she recommended the services of a writing coach.

The needle on my BSI (Bull Shit Indicator) began to twitch. A lot of money changes hands between struggling writers and writing coaches. I could hear my long-dead father’s voice balefully intoning, “Those who cannot do…teach.” Of course, I was all over the idea like a West Texas vulture on a week-dead coyote.

My coach turns out to be plural. It seems that coaching amateur writers is a default occupation of retired composition professors and publishing house reviewers.

They coach via the Kiss-Kick-Kiss model: “Your writing shows great promise. It sucks now. But it is obvious that you have diamond-in-the-rough talent.” After a dozen re-writes, the coaching paradigm  changed. “It is the object of our efforts that you improve. Try to think what has happened that may be adversely affecting your writing. Personal problems? Pressure?”

Then, it dawned on me. Without his monster, Dr. Frankenstein was just a creepy old guy with a bunch of surplus electronics stuff stored in a castle.

I had pulled the plug on my monster.

The journey continues.

A Phyne Phinale…C’est largement suffisant!

In General Information, Lifestyle on April 12, 2013 at 12:34 pm

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A smart man knows when to call it a day. A successful comedian leaves the stage after telling his funniest story.

I’ll take that as wise counsel. But, first, a re-cap:

Phyne Dyning has been chugging along for almost three years. It got its start as a mini-rebellion against the foodie craze that sent legions of amateur food critics into bistros, cafes, slop-houses, and award-winning restaurants. Enlightened by jargon they picked up by watching Gordon Ramsay and armed with a credit card budget and a word-processor (maybe even some graphics design software), they tore into the livelihoods of professional cooks. (“The boy kills the frog in sport. But the frog dies in earnest.”)

A few months later, Phyne Dyning changed lanes and followed a path blazed by Jeff Smith, a personally troubled Methodist minister cum Frugal Gourmet. These pages began to feature the preparation of elegant peasant foods, particularly those from the Middle East, North Africa, Southeast Asia, and Eastern Europe. Lately, the Phyne Dyner ventured into French peasant foods and France’s rural gastronomie.

And, there was politics: specifically, libertarian socialism.

The sad reality about politics is that people don’t care much about it while they have a full belly and bountiful entertainments.

That’s not new.

Only about 20-25% of American colonists took an active side in revolutionary ideas. Victor Hugo often lamented the French apathy about matters of freedom; the failed June Rebellion in 1832 inspired him to write his epic Les Misérables. Fyodor Dostoevsky was perplexed by the Russian people, almost entirely Christian, who stoically (somewhat bovine) endured abuse by the Russian monarchy. Russian malaise inspired Dostoevsky to pen The Idiot.

Borderline nihilism is nothing new to mankind.

Knowing so hardly inspires a desire to arise from one’s bed at 3am to pound out original material for a few readers to masticate upon in the morning.

What now?

It’s almost enough to make me chuckle.

I have a completely written cookbook that lacks only some final graphics work before I self-publish it.

I know. Everybody writes cookbooks. It’s okay.

Really.

Then, there is my ‘great American novel’ that molders in my hard drive. It’s a post-apocalyptic thriller, based on medical realities, in the vein of Michael Crichton’s early SF work.

[I have the opinion that George Stewart’s 1949 Earth Abides was the apogee of the post-apocalyptic genre. I first read the book in 1965 and I’ve probably read it at least a hundred times since. Neck-in-neck for close second stand two books: William Forstchen’s 2009 One Second After and S.M. Stirling’s series that began with Dies the Fire (2006). (Forstchen scratches past Stirling a bit because Stirling failed to leave the stage before allowing his series to degrade to a Tolkien-esque conflict between supernatural cults.)]

I’d be remiss to close this out without expressing gratitude to my loyal tens of readers. It’s been an enjoyable three years. I’m grateful too, because the Phyne Dyning blog connected me with Linda, my writing coach and, now, agent.

It is all her fault that the curtain now falls on Phyne Dyning. She astutely pointed out that I am entering my sixth decade and that my novel isn’t going to write itself. “Finish writing the damned book. Worry about the mechanics later. Don’t worry about publishing. Tell the story.”

That’s what I shall do.

[No, Linda…”…Wouldn’t touch my cookbook with a ten-foot pole.” Gee!]

Even I can’t make this stuff up…

In General Information on April 10, 2013 at 8:17 am

If the allegations are true, Mayor James Schiliro of Marcus Hook, PA sounds like a fun-loving kind of guy.

On February 22, 2013 Hizzonor the Mayor allegedly ordered a Marcus Hook police officer (Department motto: “To Procure and Serve”) to pick up his 20 year-old ‘friend’ and bring him to the mayoral mansion. Once the young man arrived, Schiliro gave him three glasses of what the youth ‘thinks’ was wine and began chatting the young fellow up.

About what, you ask?

About 20 to 30 requests by Schiliro to perform oral sex on the young man.

The young, wine-sipping ‘friend’ declined participating in the mayor’s sausage tasting, so Schiliro pulled out a gun and told the kid he was now a ‘hostage’.

Schiliro was charged with crimes including false imprisonment, unlawful restraint and two counts of recklessly endangering another person and vows to fight those charges in court. The procuring officer was not charged.

Mayor James Schirilo was one of 600 American mayors who signed NYC megalomaniac Mayor Bloomberg’s Mayors Against Illegal Guns letter.

Introducing: The Fallon Forum

In General Information on April 8, 2013 at 3:41 pm
Ed Fallon (Photo: Wikipedia)

Ed Fallon (Photo: Wikipedia)

 

Phyne Dyning is pleased to link fellow Dyners to The Fallon Forum.

The forum’s namesake is a long-time progressive. And, despite his statist leanings, he champions all of the right causes. I don’t agree with Ed on everything and I’m sure there is a quid pro quo on his part for my positions as well. That said, I’ve always known Ed to be respectful. Make no mistake, I don’t embrace all of his causes. For starters:

Global Warming – It’s not that I am a blanket denier of the possibility the global warming folks are right. I just don’t know. The topic has been turned into a quasi-religion (on both sides). Finding objective material dealing with the topic has become almost impossible.

Gun Control – Ed favors a blanket ‘assault weapons ban’. The best argument against his support is the Sandy Hook massacre itself. The gunman fired 150rds in just over 20 minutes. That is a rate of fire somewhere around 8 shots per minute. A minimally competent shooter using a double-barreled shotgun could easily exceed that rate. The problem isn’t guns, it’s the lack of respect for life and civility…which Ed also champions.

 

What do I like about Ed?

He’s an ardent supporter of the Occupy movement. He was arrested when he participated in the occupation of the Iowa Capitol Complex (and was subsequently acquitted of the charges). He is a friend to the area Catholic Workers, Friends, and other peace organizations. Ed doesn’t just shoot his mouth off, like many commentators, he gets involved.

No, Ed is not a libertarian. But, he counts libertarians among his friends.

That’s enough for me.