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The Tall Tale of Russian Collusion

December 14, 2018 by Brian Ravenswood

Stage Coach

Or, ‘How to Hot-wire a Stagecoach’

When I was in grade school back in the early 1970s, my teacher took us on a little field trip. We were brought into the school’s gymnasium to see what voting machines looked like. Must have been an election year and my school was a polling station. So it was an excellent opportunity to show kids how the process worked.

After looking one over for a few minutes, I can clearly remember thinking one thing almost immediately; THESE ARE ANCIENT! Like artifacts you’d see in a museum. I had never seen such old contraptions before! The memory remained vivid in my mind because I was honestly shocked by what I was looking at. This was what our precious Democracy relied on to count votes? It seemed impossible!

Image my surprise over a decade later when I was 18, voting for the first time and walked into one of the exact same voting machines! After I voted I was POSITIVE my vote was lost! I even asked for help because I was sure this decrepit machine could not have registered my ballot correctly. The machine looked like it had last been used when Lincoln ran for Congress!

Over the years I’ve heard many, many complaints on the state of voting machines and proposed solutions. The most common one is why not switch to something electronic? We have the technology capable of performing such a task. If we have ATMs managing millions of bank transactions a day why can’t we have machines that can count votes electronically the same way?

The primary argument against this is the possibility of such machines being vulnerable to computer hacking by nefarious sources. A plausible concern but one I’m sure could be safeguarded against. Either way, the idea has NEVER been pursued.

Imagine my surprise when I was told the 2016 Presidential Election had been “Hacked” by Russian operatives to ensure victory for Donald Trump.

Hacked? Hacked what? The technology needed for this to be true was never developed and deployed. What were the accusers of this so-called ‘Russian Plot’ talking about?

To say our election was, “Hacked” implies computer-related shenanigans. And just what was it that was “hacked?” Our voting machines? But how do you “hack” a machine that has no hard drive, no operating system software, no connection to the internet (or any LAN system for that matter), no Ethernet port and as far as I can tell, isn’t even plugged into an electrical outlet! In some countries in the USA people still vote by paper ballot! Others vote my mail! Computers can hack other computers. They cannot hack paper envelopes! This conspiracy theory has a gap in it the size of Barack Obama’s ego.

It would be as if a friend came up to me and said, “Hey! I know how to Hot-wire a Stagecoach!”

At which point my reaction would be; “Uh? But you can’t hot-wire a stagecoach. It has no combustion engine — no ignition system. It isn’t even a self-powered vehicle in any way. There’s nothing to hot-wire.”

Friend: “You’re wrong. Yes, you can. I hot-wired one.”

Me: “OK, how?”

Friend: “I just told you.”

Me: “No, I mean what was the process? Explain the mechanics behind it.”

Friend: “I told you, I hot-wired a stagecoach.”

Me: “Yes but how? Explain the steps.”

Friend: “By hot-wiring it!”

Me: “How? There’s NO ENGINE!”

Friend: “You know what? You’re a complete asshole! I’m tired of talking to you! You just don’t get things because you’re not as smart as me!”

(Ladies and Gentlemen; every conversation I’ve ever had with a Democrat)

I know people furious Trump won and positive the Russians were behind it, but when I ask them for details, all I get are blank stares. “Were votes added? Were votes taken away? What exactly was done? How was this accomplished?”

It’s deer in the headlights time!

A coworker gave me an explanation she read, “It was Facebook ads. The Russians bought a ton of Facebook ads promoting white culture and superiority over non-white culture. The ads stated if you want to keep America white then you must vote for Trump.”

This is a fascinating explanation mainly because last time I checked Hillary Clinton is white. So both candidates were white. I’m not sure how a racial aspect would play into this and if what she is saying is true wouldn’t this strategy have been more effective the two times Barack Obama ran for President?

And what did the Russians gain from putting Trump in the White House? This has never been made clear.

The other thing is this, of all the adults I know, I am one of the only ones who use Facebook for anything. Most people I’m aquatinted with really hate it and don’t have an account. So Facebook’s reach is not as broad as one would think. Another aspect of this claim that doesn’t hold water is this; in the age of the Internet, we are all bombarded with ads on an hourly basis. Anyone who uses the web at all has developed a subconscious filter for merely ignoring them. I don’t pay attention to about 98% of ads I see online. This indeed goes for Facebook ads. After my coworker told me this, I had to open my Facebook page and physically look for where the ads are situated because I could not recall from memory. They are pretty much background noise.

This argument is also pretty weak when you consider how shallow it is. People are not braindead lumps of flesh staggering around all day without a single thought in their heads. The sheer arrogance of implying someone would look at a tiny ad on Facebook and be influenced enough to change their position on a host of issues is beyond absurd, not to mention condescending. Most of the population would have to have an IQ in the high single digits for this to work. It would be as if a lifelong N.Y. Yankees fan suddenly switched to being a Red Sox’s fan upon seeing a Facebook add urging him or her to do so. As if there’s nothing more to an individual’s loyalty than the same impulse an amoeba gets to procreate. If this were possible wouldn’t the Pro-Life Lobby buy millions of Facebook ads urging their political opposition to change their position on abortion and VOILA! Overnight there’d be no Pro-Abortion Lobby in America!

It’s yet another shining example of Left-Wing arrogance. “If you didn’t vote for the same person I did you must be a drooling, slack-jawed Cro-Magnon incapable of any independent thought.”

Using this logic, all the Democrats have to do to win the next Presidential Election is merely buy more Facebook ads than the Republicans. Problem solved! It’s that simple!

It also seems very unlikely there were political ads placed anywhere on the web pushing a racial agenda when voting for one specific candidate. Would this have not been noticed by the public at large? Would the News media not have jumped on the story and been enraged by such ads? What about the NAACP? Has anyone ever seen an ad telling white people to vote for a candidate because they are white? In this day and age, such a thing would be attacked and condemned instantly. How is it in two years of campaigning and election coverage I never once saw an ad which remotely resembled anything like what she described?

Does the fact Hillary Clinton was a completely lousy candidate ever factor into this? Her acceptance speech the final night of the DNC Convention was one of the worst I have ever seen! You are talking about someone who’s had her own personal hate club since the early 1990s. I’m not a historian, but I honestly don’t know of any other Presidential Candidate who inspired so much animus consistently over a 25 year period then tried to win the White House.

It has been over two years since this “Russian meddling” in our election was supposed to happen. At this date, no one has ever explained to me just how it was executed. What were the steps involved on the Russians part? How did they go about accomplishing their goals? What were the mechanics behind the crime?

But now Stacey Abrams is blaming “voter suppression” for her loss in the Georgia Governor’s race. Voter Suppression, this year’s latest political Boogie Man. According to polls, her opponent, Brian Kemp received 50.2% of the vote while she got 48.8%. A clear victory for the Republican. Unless of course, you’re a Democrat, then you don’t lose elections ever. There’s no such thing as voters rejecting them. That’s completely impossible.

And you can scream, “Voter Suppression!” as much as you want without ever providing proof of these allegations. If there are indeed people legally eligible to vote who were denied that right somehow why is it I’ve never seen one interviewed by any News outlet or Journalist? Shouldn’t this be a HUGE story someone would want to investigate? And yet the victims (who must number in the tens of thousands) are silent.

What’s the lesson here? If you’re a Democrat and lose, there’s nothing a good conspiracy theory can’t solve. Keep whining like a four-year-old because that’s the kind of leadership we’ve come to expect from them.

Filed Under: In the News this Week Tagged With: Russian Collusion Election Trump

Congratulations, you just insulted me…

December 11, 2018 by Brian Ravenswood

DuncecapI’ve often noticed two of the main ingredients needed for being a Leftist are cluelessness and narcissism. And of course, a decent amount of arrogance coupled with immaturity doesn’t hurt.

There’s a guy I’ve been close friends with since 1999. We met in Graduate School while I was still living in New York City and dreaming of the day I’d gladly don the title of, “Ex-Manhattanite.” I had long since grown tired of life there and could not wait to move away for good. I saw Grad School as a significant part of my plan to leave New York behind. Thinking once I had my Master’s Degree, dozens of companies on the West Coast would be eager to offer me a job and pay all my moving expenses. Then it would be adios Big Apple!

My friend’s name is Zach. For a New Yorker, he’s what you’d consider a pretty nice guy. Affable and gregarious, a typical east coast pseudo-intellectual phony with an unwarrantedly high opinion of himself. Always walking around with a copy of ‘The New York Times’ under one arm, ready to regurgitate at the drop of a dime whatever mental garbage the editors had opined that morning. Zach never came right out and said it, but he clearly thought he was smarter than everyone else. And of course, way more well-read than his counterparts which accounted for the smirk on his face every time someone had the audacity to voice their point of view in his presence.

Like most New Yorkers he openly commended judging entire groups of people by the actions of a few stereotypes while comfortably looking down his nose at the blue-collar peasants who live between NYC and Los Angeles. For him, “Fly Over Country” was a creed, not a label, seeing no conflict at all with holding these openly prejudicial opinions.

In fact, he was FILLED with contempt for the lowly masses who inhibited the other four boroughs of the city. For those who don’t know, New York is made up of five parts; Manhattan, Brooklyn, Queens, The Bronx, and Staten Island. With those living in Manhattan seeing themselves as the superior overlords of the others. The “Outer Boroughs” as they are called, are filled with the people who make the city work. The sanitation workers, police, fire-fighters, sewer system employees, grocery store workers, cab drivers, dock workers, truck drivers, you name it. It’s where the Working Class types live and commute into Manhattan every day to maintain its infrastructure while being looked down upon like serfs in a medieval, feudal estate.

Manhattanites subconsciously see themselves as the Lannisters of Westeros. Living in a castle with its outer walls surrounded by their servants and commoners. The great unwashed. All of whom are unfit to set foot on their royal island. These peons are only tolerated long enough for the privilege of cleaning up their shit. Then they had better make a hasty retreat back to, “The Boroughs” to commiserate with the other troglodytes. Most of them are such elitists they don’t know the other boroughs are part of New York City. Notice I said “they don’t know” and not “they don’t consider.” They are so severely secluded in their ivy towers basic knowledge of the place they live is long forgotten.

But I digress.

When you live in NYC long enough, everything I just described becomes kind of background noise you learn to live with. Otherwise, you’d go insane and have absolutely no friends. So hopefully this explains why I was friends with Zach. I had learned long ago to swallow my distaste for their lack of character and make friends with those I actually could be friends with, sort of like being an inmate in a maximum security prison. You make the friends you can. (Wow, am I negative!)

Zach was, of course, a Liberal who voted Democrat exclusively because, according to him, he identified with, “the little guy and the working class” because that’s who the Dems represented. The very same people he CLEARLY despised and yet “identified” with. (On a side note: It became amazing to me how often New Yorkers used the term, “the workers” in a sentence. “I’m with the workers,” was a common phrase you’d hear white collar snobs use at cocktail parties, in some shallow attempt at sounding egalitarian.)

He was surprisingly well-read when it came to history. Particularly concerning the first and second World Wars. But like all his kind there was zero application of that knowledge. As with most New Yorkers, he read tons of books but somehow gained no wisdom from them at all. A phenomenon I never could understand in all the time I spent living there.

I knew him well enough to know his wettest dream undoubtedly involved being part of a Harvard Think Tank, sitting around all day eating [something pretentious] discussing the merits of Socialism while putting down people who enjoy Nascar and the Rodeo. In the same breath condemning Republicans for being out of touch with the common working man. Out of touch with, “the workers.”

Yes, I know you are scratching your head right now. I said he was a nice guy for a New Yorker, and I meant it; this is what a nice guy is there. No joke. See why I wanted to leave so badly? Besides, he had a good sense of humor and went to the movies. Of course, he didn’t enjoy the movies; he WENT to the movies. Usually making an inane comment critiquing the film during the end credits that made me never want to go to the movies with him again.

You see it’s against the Manhattanite rulebook to admit you enjoy, “Domestic Cinema.” To remain part of the club, one must always put down films like, ‘Jurassic Park’ as being mind-numbing tripe produced for and consumed by the uneducated “Masses.” If you wanted to fit in you’d go on about the virtues of obscure French films —usually ones three hours long dealing with a Jazz musician slowly drinking himself to death with a subplot condemning Capitalism. Now THAT’S their idea of a great Friday night!

Back to the point of this piece; in 2010 he lost his job and had been out of work for six months when I called to see how he was doing. I honestly felt terrible he was in a tight spot. I’ve been out of work before and know how awful it can be. Zach was on the fence contemplating a decision he had to make. He was offered an excellent job in Sweden of all places and was wondering if he should accept it.

“TAKE IT!!!” I said!

What an exciting opportunity! The chance to live in another country! To meet all sorts of new people and experience different things! How many of us get a chance like this in a lifetime? I just thought it was fantastic and enthusiastically encouraged him to accept!

“Besides,” I said, “do it for two years. If you don’t like it, you can always land something back in the states, and it will look GREAT on your resume! And trust me, two years will FLY by before you know it.”

So he took the job on my recommendation. I doubt I’m the only one who told him to do so, but I know my opinion held a particular value in his book. And so he packed up and headed for Stockholm.

After he moved to Sweden, I emailed him to see how he was doing. It must have been such a thrill to transplant to a city like Stockholm for the first time and walk around, soaking everything in! What an adventure!

I wrote: “Hey Dude! How’s it going over there? Are you getting settled in OK?”

Him: “I’m really impressed with how civil everyone is to each other here. America could learn a lot from Sweden. Fucking Republicans, what are they so afraid of?”

Congratulations, you just insulted me.

Was I insulted? Yes, very much so. But that’s not what really got me. It was the fact we were friends for over a decade and yet he knew nothing about me. Mainly because he never really asked. Did he know who he was talking to? Did he care? Now I know how women feel when they say their husbands don’t know anything about them. Without any consideration, he just hauled off and insulted me, my country and my countrymen. I happen to love the latter two. A fact I know makes me, “unsophisticated” in Zach’s eyes. A detail that further boiled my blood. (In Manhattan people who love America and the Flag are considered unsophisticated dopes with little or no education)

In New York, you tend to ignore guys like this to have friends and a social life. It’s just a fact of living there. The isolation of living in New York is brutal. It’s a VERY lonely city. But I was tired of guys like him. I was genuinely concerned for my friend. I was rooting for him! And what did I get for all my concern? He spit right in my face.

You know what else? He doesn’t even know it. He’s oblivious to the fact. You see Zach; I am one of those unsophisticated morons you love to talk about and put down. I’m a rube, a hick, a redneck (raised in NYC my entire life, go figure). But I’m also someone you ENJOYED talking to for hours because my knowledge of world history matched your own. My grasp of the Second World War exceeded your expectations. You enjoyed talking to me because for once you thought you’d found an intellectual equal. That’s why you keep trying to contact me now. You miss my company!

What a joke life played on you, you admire one of the very people you spit on.

I had had it. Not just with him but everyone like him. I left New York to get away from their kind. The overly arrogant east coast narcissistic snobs. Staying friends with him was a mental anchor to the past. His insulting comment did me the favor of making it painfully obvious. So the next day I removed him from all my Social Media accounts. Deleted him from contacts and removed him from people I know on Skype. I wonder how long it took him even to notice my disappearance from his accounts.

Five years later he found me on LinkedIn and sent me a private message. It was a nicely written email about how “it’s been ages since we’ve talked. Let’s change that. How are you? Are you still alive? Please call me.” It was an honest plea from a friend to reconnect with a friend. He obviously thinks about me. It genuinely makes me feel bad. I don’t have so many friends I can just toss one aside without regret. But I can’t get over being discounted by a friend. Given no consideration at all when I sincerely wanted to help.

Last year he moved to Vancouver, British Columbia. A city I could now easily drive to if I wanted. But I don’t. The Left believes we should avoid offending people at all costs but is it wrong for me to want friends who make a sincere effort not to offend me? Or do I not matter in that regard?

So go bathe in your ‘New York Times’ and your bloody boring ‘NPR’ you arrogant fool! I’d rather be down a friend than be friends with someone who doesn’t even know me or who I am. And what if you did? You’d undoubtedly stop talking to me anyway because I’m a cursed, ‘Trump Supporter!’ A devote Reaganite! The lowest of the low in your eyes.

It looks like I did you a favor blowing you off.

You may be a man in your late 30’s or early 40’s, but you’re still very much a boy. A little boy. That comment you made is something a pathetic college freshman would utter in some vapid attempt to sound worldly and relevant. Looks like you struck out on both. Hey, Mr. New York Intellectual, guess what? I showed your IM to a bunch of people I know to get their reaction. Every one of them said the same thing, “What annoying idiot said that?” Congratulations, strangers think you’re an idiot.

If it were not for Republicans, we could be a bigger Sweden. This is how a child’s mind sees the world. Wow, how profound you are. There are certain things stupid people say to sound intelligent. “America Stinks” is on the top of that list.

You know what else I’m tired of? Hearing, ‘America Stinks!’

AMERICA DOES NOT STINK! As anyone with any grasp of world history should know this is an indisputable fact of life. Western Civilization is the single greatest achievement in all of Human History. Not for all the inventions it’s created, but for the simple fact it values the individual and guarantees each’s rights under a system of laws. More so than any civilization that preceded it. And the shining pinnacle of Western Civilization is the United States of America. A country I know you hate.

Well, guess what my ex-friend. You’ll miss that country when it’s gone. Miss it big time.

Filed Under: In the News this Week Tagged With: liberals, new yorkers

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