Pamela Geller Pin Ups

     Well, now that we're all past the proper  mourning period for the parking lot two let's look over the  situation. I'm still getting hate mail about Pamela Geller, especially from Indonesia. I was checking out my Google stats yesterday, and discovered that I'm big there, but China? China LOVES me. And I kinda like China, too. I've always been partial to Asian Chicks. I didn't really like Korean girls too much because I grew up in Killeen, and I've smelled their breath, but Gangnam Style changed all that for me. Psy crawling between that dancer's legs singing something about "Georgia" just made it for me. I don't like Russian girls because they all seem to be built like Michelle Obama, not that the First Lady is ugly, or anything like that, some guys dig that Roller Derby look,  I just prefer softer edges. How'd we get off on this? Oh yeah, first thing in the morning, and if you younger girls out there don't understand that, go ask your mama and she'll tell you all about it.

     Where was I? Oh yeah, dead Muzzies, and the coming Apocalypse. While we were promised seventy ISIS soldiers streaming into Texas in holy jihad looking to avenge their  brothers (I personally thought it would be seventy-two, but I digress) apparently they are raising gas money because the only Islamer I've seen is Mohammed down at the Valero who sells me cigarettes, and he doesn't seem all that messed about Garland. I'm sure there will be something SOMEWHERE, but they'd better hurry up because summer is fast approaching, and we won't have time for them once the brisket is smoking. 

     Meanwhile, Sweet Pamela is getting more and more famous. Did you notice how the liberal media got MAD when none of us got killed, and the  terrorists did NOT appear on People Magazine looking like Justin Bieber? Liberals do that you know. They had Trayvon Martin looking like Michael Jackson. They TRIED to Photoshop Michael Brown, but there ain't that much PhotoShop in the world, and all they could manage was to lighten him up a bit.  Meanwhile, Pamela Geller gets younger and younger, and that ticks off the Muzzies 'cause they don't like pretty girls. 

     If Pamela never swats a fly for the rest of her life she  delivered the licking that keeps on sticking to Allah and the boys. And don't tell me they're not hot for her. I'll guarantee you there's some sheik over there somewhere who'd give five hundred camels and a pack of Pall Malls to have Pamela sitting at his feet with a choker collar on. Let me think about that. Sorry, Pamala, too early in the morning. With all the rhetoric, hind sight, politics, and silence from the White House, there's not enough Spic and Span in Texas to scrub those two chalk silhouettes off that pavement up there in Garland. ISIS will NEVER live that down. And the likes of that idiot in London on Sean Hannity, spouting off that stuff about Sharia law in that accent they all seem to have . . . .looook at the asphalt. Hey, been well past three days and they didn't come back to life. Guess that was the last day, huh? Does anyone know where I can get a pin up poster of Pamela Geller? 

#pamelageller #garland

More Nigga than SAND Nigga!

     Our militias are a good start, but we have work to do.  Now bear in mind I know squat about military, but I think it has something to do with guns and guys. If you have more guns and guys than the other guys, you win. Well, right now the other side has more guns and guys than us.  Do the math. There are militias popping up all over Texas, but they are about as organized as a biker bar. I take that back, bikers are usually in an organized gang and therein lies the problem. 

     Consider this; if the Crips and the Bloods were to suddenly join the Texas militia, do you really think the Feds would have showed their butts down in Bryan? I mean, it's all very cool to crash into the VFW and harass a bunch of old men, steal all their stuff, and not even produce a viable search warrant, but what if there had been twenty or thirty New Black Panthers there for security, all lined up with AR-15s and ATTITUDE? They might have rethought that raid . . . You think? 

     We, in Texas have GOT to pull our heads out of Mr. Butt, and see this for what it really is. Except for the Muslims this is THEIR fight, too.  You think we white folk are getting screwed over by the plutocracy? Minorities have been taking a licking for years! That's why they're O R G A N I Z E D! Now this is a two fold attack plan. We have to get politically organized. The Tea Party gets people elected. I hate to say this, but the American ideal still works. It's just that Obama, and the others who feed at his trough have become so used to ignoring that ideal that has put us where we are today. That, and it behooves them to keep this race war cranked up. So long as we are squabbling about Michael Brown we never notice the puppet masters pulling all the strings. Take for instance Eric Holder flying in to Ferguson. He didn't give a flip about Michael Brown. If Michael Brown had walked down the center of the road in Holder's neighborhood the SECRET SERVICE would have capped him, and if you don't believe that, have I got a bridge for YOU! And Hillary? When the four were killed at our embassy she didn't even remove her sleep mask off to take the call. THERE'S your problem, people. Heck . . . Put those thirty New Black Panthers in that embassy, and we'd have been short a LOT of virgins THAT day!

     Two fold solution. Political power, and the men to back it up. Look at the riots. Those people were fighting with rocks, people, and it doesn't matter if they were right, or wrong, the police didn't fire one shot, and it wasn't because they'd all found Sweet Jesus, it was because they knew there was a butt stomping waiting over there. History people, HISTORY! It worked in the French revolution, it worked in Russia in 1917 and it'll work NOW! But, we have to get on board. Fight the real enemy, not each other. In America we can still use the polls. Sure, they're rigged. Out RIG them! Flood the candidates with so many of OUR people that they "Royalty" can't beat them all, and then have the muscle to back UP the 1st, 2nd, and 4th amendments.  

     It's not going to be easy. Those in power have a good game going, but there are more of US than there are of THEM. We need to take this country back. We can go back to hating each other later. You Crips and Bloods out there . . . You think you hate the Crackers? Google ISIS! Get THAT in the ol' Hood! Let Sharia Law take hold. When you see your grandmother get shot in the head for walking to the store alone . . . You'll know what to do. We may have our differences, but you're still  more "nigga" than SAND "Nigga!" Stand  up with us and let's take this country BACK? Remember, Crispus Attucks was the first man killed at the Boston Massacre!

#ISIS #militias

Killeen, The City Without Limits

     I feel good today, which is a miracle! I have mundane nights. I typically sit on the porch, have a drink, read the news and contemplate what I'm going to write about the next day. Thanks to Doc, Becky, Tommy, Bobby, Crystal Lee and the Apostle I have a vast array of subjects to choose from. Ever hear the term, "To hell in a hand basket?" Well, THAT was my Saturday!

     Now, for the record, I didn't flip flop on Garland, Jade Helm, or Obama. I was pretty firm about Garland, but when I saw Pamela Geller's legs I "modified." I still maintain she set those Jihadists  up masterfully. I just differed about the timing, that's all. It was as plain as the nose on your face. "Here boy, here boy," "ALLAH AKBAR!" BANG! Roll the credits, fade to black. I'd love to stay serious about that incident, but then I see those chalk outlines on the pavement and just start laughing all over again. Now we have, supposedly, seventy ISIS soldiers headed for Texas. Hold that thought, we'll discuss that later. 

     Anyway, Pamela's action was a point of contention among the brethren down here. There are those who prefer to negotiate with rattlesnakes while Texans just tend to have a rattlesnake roundup. Without naming names, suffice to say there was a lively discussion on the subject, which went world wide and peed all over my jeans. All parties are friends, and I'm stuck in the middle with a beer, and a Chihuahua. THAT was my, "Good Morning!" 

     Now, without getting too specific, I've got some stupid people in my family.  Only it's not MY family, it's this extended white trash kind of family where everybody is a uncle, and more divorces than King Henry VIII. Wait, Henry killed his ex's . . . Maybe he had something on the ball after all. In my family Father's Day is the most confusing day of the year. Need I say more? And I am the blame for ALL of their problems. I'm thinking about changing my name to "Wilbur X!" I'm not going into detail, those who have ears, let them hear. 

     I capped off the night with phone calls from a drunk, who was hiding under bushes, after being tossed out of a bar because she thought the Mexican Mafia was after her. I crappith thee NOT! I get calls like that.  I was kinda on the fence about if I should go pick her up or not.  There's this little angel that sits on my right shoulder telling me I am my sister's keeper, but then there's this little red devil on the left who has me hoping she's just drunk enough . . . 

     Oh, and let us not forget my former daughter in law's picture of her holding an SKS rifle spammed someone's FaceBook page. That was . . . Special. I honestly don't know how that happened. They wanted me to remove the picture. Ok, a picture of a seventeen year old girl, with a gun, in a tank top, winking, and kissing at the camera that was syndicated in 2007! Yeah, remove THAT! 

     Anyway, I feel good today. Everyone who was upset with me, I guess, are sleeping it off. Like geese, they'll wake up in a different world today.  Ok, back to the seventy "soldiers" attacking Texas. Now understand, Garland aside, Fort Hood is the prize. I'd venture to guess that if you took the total figures of all the people killed in the Middle East in the last fifteen years, eighty percent of them ate a bullet from Fort Hood. Now, right next to Fort Hood is an abomination called Killeen. The Cartels took one look at Killeen and said, "DAYUM!" People in Killeen think the world is flat, because when people leave town they never come back. Ever hear of a black hole, and I'm not being racist here. A black hole is where a star falls in on itself, and in its tiny size, wrecks more havoc than the original star ever could. Well, Killeen is a black hole! If you imagine New York City compressed to about the size of of an outlet mall . . . THAT'S KILLEEN! While sitting on my porch at night, if  I don't hear at least one distant pistol shot, I think Jesus came back! 

     Now, I'm not saying there is a violent contingent here that is disproportionate with any other town, but I'm not saying the sun will rise tomorrow either. So here some seventy "Soldiers of Allah" to show the homies how it's done. The phone rings in a trailer park just off of MLK Blvd. 

     "Yeah, what good?"

     "Uh, yo! You got anybody in the market for some guns?"

     "Maybe, what you got?" 

     "Cool, now look out, I got seventy AK-47s. Never fired, and only dropped once." 

     Killeen . . . The city without limits!

Morgan Freeman for President

     I just love being politically incorrect, no, really, I do. To be politically correct you have to do all the updates, and if you miss one, your mouth crashes! In fact, I would go as far to say that I go out of my way to be incorrect.. I WORK on it. I find everything from using the term, "The 'N'word" to gay marriage, to voting for Obama funny as hell.  And school teachers? OMLG! Take the case just this week where that kid got thrown out of school just because he said he didn't like Obama, and the principle said that he would NOT tolerate INtolerance in his school. PANTIES CHECK! Did that happen in California? If it didn't, it should have. It amazes me that in a state with so many beautiful women there aren't any men. 

     Do you want to know why politically correct people always play the race card? Because they ain't got nothing else! Let me check . . . used the word, "ain't," double negative . . . yep, I'm rolling today. This is what happens when I DON'T drink! Anyway, I digress. You can't say anything about Obama without the race card hitting the table. Guy doesn't have any policy, wouldn't know the constitution if it ran up and peed on his leg, runs around with people like Kerry and Hillary, and has a wife who seriously needs to just stay in the White House. Obama's not a race card, he's a race DECK! 

     I do like some things about the president. He drinks Bud Lite and smokes cigarettes. And don't tell me he quit smoking . . . Look at him! Boy talks good too. (How'd you like that word, "boy?") Somebody STOP me! You want a black president so bad, I have a suggestion, Morgan Freeman! He's played the president in a couple of films, and heck, that's all Obama does . . . PLAY president. Funny thing was in the movie, "Olympus Has Fallen," Morgan was more constitutional than the real deal! Ain't that a hoot! Who was the last actor we had in the White House? 

     Putin's not politically correct. He's just a butthole through and through. BiBi is too. I think this Cameron guy in England might be, but I don't know.  You gotta watch them Limeys. Oh, who said that? I meant the "L" word. Usually, when things get this messed up the Krauts jump up and try to take over the world. Remember Adolph? The last great white boy? Y'all swatting them bees yet? 

     There will always be people who have nothing to say, so they try to apply rules to restrict what you have to say. If you say anything about Obama the FIRST thing that comes out of a liberal's mouth is, "You just sayin' dat cause he's black!" No, first off he's half black, and second he's a freaking idiot! No, I take that back, he's not an idiot, he's the best the liberals could come up with. 

     So let's look at the upcoming race. In the last two we voted based on complexion, this next one we'll shoot for genitailia . I assume Hillary's a woman because she's got a kid that looks just like her. What do you get when you cross breed two crooked lawyers? CHELSEA! At least Obama's daughters are cute! And no matter WHAT she does, Hilliary is doing the presidential shuffle. Do you want to know how screwed up this country really is? Last night Bobby Ritter and I did a one on one on the Rage Against the Regime Podcast, and we ended up talking about what a great guy Al Capone was! Now if that's not a cluster screw I'm not a white boy from Austin! I crappith thee not! We ended up actually MISSING Al. Interesting thought; Al Capone's solution to ISIS. Your thoughts? 

     You gotta laugh, folks. If you let this stuff get to you there isn't enough blood pressure medicine in the world! In 1933, if two fools showed up to kill people at an art show because they were drawing pictures of some foreigner, Roosevelt would have every  Muslim in a camp the next DAY! We did that just because people had slanted eyes. Ah, the good old days. Will America survive? Hell no! Have you lost your freaking mind? And stop worrying about Jade Helm. The cartels ain't gonna let that get out of control. I just love being politically incorrect!

Thoughts of an Illiterate Blogger

     Do you know how hard it is to do a dozen articles a day, and not come off like a contradictory fool? I worry about that. I find myself combing over past posts to see if I'm reversing myself. I am not very politically astute. No, really. When I say I'm a Simple Ol' Boy from Austin, what I'm really saying is I write simply. I can be complex, I just choose not to. I feel that the world is complicated enough without dancing around words trying to paint myself into a corner. And look at my qualifications. High School diploma from Killeen High School. Now folks, that's about as illiterate as you can get and they still let you drive a car! 

     With my friends and supporters I walk a line trying to agree with and please, but I do have rules. I've found that when I write an article that I personally think will be my undoing, THOSE are the hits! I really do avoid being controversial, but let's face it, when you have a pen name like, "Bill the Butcher," well, people expect things, you know. 

     The more I write the more I settle on what I believe.  Like Doc said about me last week, there are times when I don't even know my position until I begin to write. I do take inspiration from others I respect. Our opinions differ. For instance, I'm not all torn up about Jade Helm. I guess it's from living near Fort Hood, and putting up with cannon fire and gun ships flying over my head most of my life. I AM concerned about ISIS because I know the dynamic driving them, and I really DO think Muslims in our state bear watching. I don't give a flip about gay marriage. I can accept gay people, I just don't want one of them marrying my sister. 

     My neck is not near as red as it used to be. Time was when I really said, and wrote some outlandish stuff. Here's the deal. YOU sell three million records on the black market out of a garage in Harker Heights, Texas, then come back and tell me all about it! Publishing has changed a lot since 1994. Back then you had to have "distribution." Now, all you need is an iPad. Being exposed to loads of other opinions has lightened my neck considerably. Hey, I can even get along with someone from California if she's cute.

     I study all the time. You may not believe it, but as I was writing about the attack in Garland this week I was reading a psychological study of Joseph Smith's mindset in the context of his times. In modern times he would have just wrote the Book of Mormon and left the "inspiration" involved to the conjecture of his readers, but in the magical world view of the 1830's . . .well, people expect things. Understanding people like Joseph Smith helps me understand politicians. Connect those dots! There IS a connection there people, trust me.

     People believe the absurd. They want magic. Hence religion. Now don't get me wrong. I am a theist. I even believe in Jesus Christ. I just don't believe in religion. Religion is man's feeble attempt to explain the unexplainable. I try not to really pick on people's religious beliefs, but as a writer I KNOW how Mohammed came up with the Qu'ran and Joseph Smith penned the Book of Mormon, and it ain't hard to figure out, folks. I have a nephew who once spent hours trying to convince me that during a seance, Satan, the evil one, arch angel, fallen from glory, source of all evil, came all the way from hell to beautiful downtown Killeen, Texas just to chunk rocks over a fence at him. I don't try  to pick on people's religious beliefs, but it's hard. People read into religion their own desires. Now, that's ok until you start stoning pretty girls for looking good in jeans or tell me I can't have a Martini, then we gotta talk. Come to think of it . . . pretty girls . . . martinis . . .stoned, but I digress.

     I don't chase women as much as I used to because I have a bad leg that seems to be getting worse with age, and they keep getting away.  Also I've found that double amputees do not attract me. Wait, let me think about that one. Sometimes I worry about myself. Anyway, as I blog myself to literary hell I thank you for putting up with me, and reading. Communication is the most important thing. I figured that out after five ex-wives you know. I keep my style simple, like I said. I write like I speak. I have a friend with like a double degree in writing, literature, stuff like that. Kid writes for a solid week, ain't said nothing!  I now have written thousands of articles that have gone all over the world. Not bad for someone who couldn't pass high school English, huh?

     

Don't Mess With Texas

     Please view this interview. 

http://youtu.be/wYCfP4Eg1B4

     When I put out my two articles this week suggesting basically a "Jihad" against Muslims even I was a little edgy about what I had to say. It smacked of the treatment of the Japanese in America during World War II. It brought back my childhood memories of the Klan. Look, I didn't tell Pamela Geller to do what she did, but she did it, and that is that. She put Texas in the fight. ISIS said just today that they have over seventy soldiers in fifteen states. It, for the first time, took credit for an attack. This match was already scheduled. Did I need this right now? No. Would I have baited the radicals, no. I was working on many other projects, and this has put the brakes on a lot of efforts as we prepare for war.  

     Texans are going to die. ISIS is going to hit us with everything they've got. Appeasing them will not work. We're going to have to kill these people. We are going to have to convince them that Texas is not worth the investment, and yes, that means holding suspect anyone who subscribes to Islam. How many times has a trusted associate, working with our troops for years in the Middle East turned his rifle on the very men he ate breakfast with that morning? 

     Here is the good news. Texas is not as large as the United States. We are pretty familiar with our territory. We have recently come out of our racially motivated world view, and frankly, some of us haven't made the jump yet. Muslims are easy to identify. I'm not saying to put them all in camps, but for God's sake be aware of who they are, and what they're capable of, that's all. Political correctness will be your undoing. 

     When ISIS makes a good hit Texas is going to explode. Pamela Geller lit the fuze. Would I rather the Muslims just go away, sure, but they're not going to do that. They are going to hit, and hit hard. I live near Fort Hood. They already hit us here, and we are all aware that we are on the point of the spear. If even a small nuclear device finds its way across the border do you think they will use it on some art show, or use it against the largest military base in the free world? It's the smart move. That would not only satisfy their lust for blood, it would strike a decisive blow against the "Great Satan." 

     This is scary stuff, people. Be ready. This is not some conspiracy theory about the New World Order.  Watch that video again. This guy wants to kill you. He's not kidding. Be ready. If you don't have a gun, no matter what your stance on the second amendment, get one.  If you love your family get protection, because it's this simple; when they come, and they're here now, if the whole neighborhood falls out into the street and defends itself, Islam will fail! Then they WILL go home. Do we want this? No! Did Miss Geller put us in this situation? Yes! 

     How serious is it? When you are ready to board a plane in Austin to fly to LA, do you not think that somewhere in Austin there isn't a Jihadist who is at least considering how to bring that plane down, because if you aren't, have I got a bridge for you, and it's on a two for one sale! Like I said, this has been coming. I have a friend who is more than a little irritated with Pamela right now. He thinks her act set our movement back years, and in a way, he's right. We have to put Texas Independence on a back burner for a while as we wait for ISIS to make the next move. I, myself, will not fly commercial out of Austin until this is resolved. I won't frequent Muslim owned businesses. Why? Because I'm not STUPID, that's why! No one is going to kid me into sitting with my back to the door holding Aces and 8's! 

Blue Eyed White Boys

     Lament the blue eyed white boys.    On one side we have Jade Helm, and on the other, religious nuts trying to shoot up art shows. We can't be sure of which rest room to use, if indeed we're allowed to use any. New Black Panthers marching up and down the streets wanting to shoot us all right between our blue eyes, and fifty million Mexicans pouring over the fence down there trying to take what's left of the jobs, money, and beer away. I know what the Neanderthals felt like when they saw the first Cro-Magnon Man drawing a bird on THEIR cave walls. 

      Blue eyed white boys have only been around around six to ten thousand years or so.  I think we're aliens actually. That's why all the other races hate us so bad. We smell funny. There are some blue eyed black folk, but I think God is just trying to be politically correct, and they don't count for much. I haven't quiet figured out exactly how that happened,  but I suspect there's a cracker in the wood pile somewhere. 

     Except for Chuck Norris and Arnold Schwarzenegger, blue eyed white boys are pretty much useless. Quarterbacks are generally white because SOMEbody on the field HAS to be. All other races can out run, out jump, out think, and . . . well, I made Crystal Lee a promise, suffice to say, "If you ever try black, you'll never come back," yeah, they beat us in that, too. 

     And we're dangerous. The last blue eyed white boy who took over a country, had too much power, and did exactly what he wanted to do was Hitler, and we all know how THAT shook down. We crackers are fighting an uphill battle, and we ain't gonna make it. I've never had a blue eyed wife. I prefer Mexican girls, actually. They're generally short, well rounded, and cook quite well. I think the reason that I've never married a blue eyed girl is that they're all with black guys.  

     There's no fixing this. We're a dying breed. Oh, we'll rant and rave, and talk about the Romans, Greeks and Germans, but we're pretty much done. There will be fewer and fewer of us, all sitting in bars, drinking Lite beer, like a bunch of dinosaurs, just waiting for that comet to come on in. I'm stuck these blue eyes, but I do have a nice beard.