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Should Conservatives Lose Massa Appeal? March 10, 2010

After an uncommonly hectic period in my life , I am popping in to write about this hilarious situation between the Democrats and former U.S. Congressman Eric Massa (D-NY).

In short: Ha ha ha ha hee hee ho hee haha hah

I knew it was just a matter of time before the dam would break.  The Obama administration is making too many enemies inside the donkey camp. When you have pissed off people, someone is going to sing like a canary.  I predict that you can expect some tell all books in the distant future from former Social Secretary Desiree Rogers, Gov.  David Patterson (D-NY),  and Evan Bayh (D-IN).

The disappointment in the Democratic Party is fueled by a lack of ethics. The Chicago Way is pay to play and busted knee caps if you do walk the line.  Over the last year we have heard strands of stories concerning President Obama and Rahm Emanuel’s scare tactics.  Eric Mass seemingly is living proof of everything we as Republicans and conservatives expected of the Obama swamp.

Or is he?

From this article at  the American Thinker:

‘Massa’ hysteria

By Dan Austin

March 10,  2010

Eric Massa’s rants have received considerable airtime on conservative talk radio. Massa’s words lambasted Democrats in general and Rahm Emanuel in particular and were like music to conservative ears. Massa sounded too good to be true. And he is. People soon learned that Massa is someone conservatives would prefer not to touch without wearing gloves.

Today, conservatives are faced with the defining challenge of our lifetimes.  The mission is the retention of our constitutional republic in the face of daunting challenges from inside and outside of the country. The defense of liberty will not be willingly handed to us like a gift at Christmas. Beware of politicians bearing gifts.

Conservatives must avoid the temptation to quickly accept pretty words at face value from strangers. A person’s past history says significantly more than his words say today.  While some politicians have had better success than others in covering their own tracks, thanks to Google, history is now very difficult to hide.

As conservative defenders of liberty, our judgments must be based in facts and supported by history. We must all do our own homework. Let’s not be fooled again

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History tells us that every administration has several themes that echo throughout a presidency over and over again.  Massa may very well be an unscrupulous individual, he may even be lying about Rahm Emanuel and the soap on a rope shower attack. But I doubt it.  Even an embellishment or two may be sandwiched with the truth. That still does not make the circumstances totally untrue.  The “Louisiana Purchase” and “Corn Husker Kickback”  contextualize Massa’s claims.

When I watch Massa, I choose to focus on the essence of the story rather than the person.

Lying or not, Eric Massa is speaking to a number of concerns that voters have about honesty and transparency within the Obama administration.

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Low Flying Planes, Subway Trains and Automobiles April 28, 2009


Our memories do not lie dormant forever. Whether happy times, sad times, or simply unpleasant details, our collection of events will always be with us. Waiting to be triggered by sights, sounds, and smells.

I have always been fascinated by trains, especially subway cars. Commuting suits my need to people watch. It was the safest place I could be, high above the buildings in Chicago. I would get as close to the conductor as I could and take every stop, every curve with him.. I wanted to be him. Things changed for me one day, There was a terrible accident involving two Chicago Transit Authority (CTA) “L” trains. Feb. 4, 1977, during the evening rush hour one elevated train plowed into the rear of another at the corner of Lake Street and Wabash Avenue, 11 passengers died and another 180 were injured. It was the worst subway accident in Chicago history. Photos of the “L” cars dangling from the tracks persisted in my memory for months. Mother could not get me near another “L” and if I did occasionally take one, it had to be underground. No elevated trains “Not in the air” I would say.

She worried that I would never see my favorite places again. The Museum of Science and Industry was a pain to get to by bus. By 1979, I had not been to the museum for two years. Their was an elevated train track near my school. The Douglass “B” train as it was called then (Now the Blue Line). I would only walk under the tracks if a train was not coming. If a train passed, mom and I would stand stationary a kazillion feel back until it passed. Unexpectedly as we were walking under the tracks one afternoon, my hand in hers, Mom stopped.

1977 Chicago "L" train Crash

1977 Chicago "L" train Crash

“Why are we stopping?” I asked.

“I think I dropped something,” she answered looking at the ground.

She would not let go of my hand. All I could think of was that a train would be coming over our head soon. Not letting go of my hand didn’t help. I couldn’t run. Sure enough a train came and she would not release my hand.

“Stand still. Nothing is going to happen” .

And it did not.

“See” she said raising her eyebrows, “It did not fall. That was something that happens only once.”

That weekend I went to the Museum Of Science and Industry. We took the train. I rode with my eyes closed most of the way but I got there safely, went to see the Fairy Castle and the Circus exhibit. I came home too. No “L” crash.

Lesson learned: face your fears.

Years later I lived in New York City during 9/11. It was an event that I later developed panic disorder from. I would take the subway to work always running late, never prepared with a book. I needed to pass the time away. I did this by looking up at the advertisements making words out of the words they contained. Other times I would just sit thinking of nothing. Outside the train was endless black tunnel. I turn my face towards the window to see me looking back at me in the glass. Then the train slows down.

What’s wrong? I smell smoke. Or do I? Do I have my Xanax? Oh Shit, I left it on the night table..Be calm Afrocity. I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE. My knees start to shake.

This is different from the Chicago “L” trauma. In New York, my fear had company. Everyone looked nervous. Despite our collective perseverance since the horrible events of 11 September 2001, we were still paralyzed and bound by collective fear.

There is no doubt that we each have our own mental archive of imagery, sounds, triggers that function in different ways but that trauma is indeed collective.

It does not matter if that collective trauma involves the Holocaust; the after effects of slavery, the Vietnam War, an exodus from Cuba, the riots of 1969, apartheid. No matter what it is still there and is that groups to own. The Obama administration has the propensity to forget that we remember. We will never forget.


At the heart of yesterday’s ill conceived low flying aerial photo op in New York City serves as a reminder of our collective tragedy and the troubling ignorance and disrespect for historical fact that persists within the ranks of Obama’s White House. The perceived external threats in our current “post 9/11 era” include Iran, Al Qaeda, China, Hamas. Comparatively, according to the genius of Janet Napolitano, United States Secretary of Homeland Security, America’s perceived internal threats include, former military personnel, and anyone with a faded McCain/Palin bumper sticker on their car.

Who is surprised that they forgot that we NEVER FORGET?


Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Recriminations fly after NYC jet flyover photo op


It was supposed to be a photo op that captured images of an Air Force One plane with a majestic Statue of Liberty in the background. Instead, it turned into a public relations nightmare that led to recriminations from the president and mayor and prompted thousands other to ask, “What were they thinking?”

Just before the workday began on Monday, an airliner and supersonic fighter jet zoomed past the lower Manhattan skyline. Within minutes, startled financial workers streamed out of their offices, fearing a nightmarish replay of Sept. 11.

For a half-hour, the Boeing 747 and F-16 jet circled the Statue of Liberty and the Financial District near the World Trade Center site. Offices evacuated. Dispatchers were inundated with calls. Witnesses thought the planes were flying dangerously low.

But the flyover was nothing but a photo op, apparently one of a series of flights to get pictures of the plane in front of national landmarks.


How does one get over 9/11? You don’t. There are times when my day gets off to a leisurely start. I wake up slowly. I drink my tomato juice, turn on Fox and Friends, feed the cats, humming a tune from The Smiths or Steely Dan. Everything is bright and normal. This lasts until I glance at the digital clock on my microwave and it says 9:11. Damn! I stop whatever I am doing and a ritual follows. I get down on my knees and pray for the victims, their families, and continued peace in America. At 9:12, I start my day again.

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