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More Political Rumblings

So, now that I’ve devoted a few hundred words to whine about how politics is shaking out, let’s talk about how this could all go and what we can do about it.

  1. Biden Wins, Trump Concedes

Let’s say that the courts refuse to intervene on Trump’s behalf or that his lawyers lose once they’ve made their case that the election was run illegally and is hopelessly unrecoverable.  Trump makes a concession speech, maybe magnanimous, maybe not, but in January, Joe Biden is sworn in as President of the United States.  Our experience is very much like the 2000 election, and we have a relatively peaceful handover of power, even with all of the bitter, but justified, recriminations that will go with it.

I don’t see this as a lock in any way.  There are just too many things coming to light to let me believe the courts won’t get involved or won’t find at least a few things that need correction.  I wouldn’t be surprised if there aren’t threats or outright violence against judges involved in these cases.

I don’t see Trump willingly giving up while there is still a glimmer of hope, but I don’t think he will refuse to leave the White House when confronted with election results certified by Congress and adjudicated by the courts.  Say what you will about the President, he follows the law.

What will Trump’s supporters, down to the individual citizen do?  I expect there would be mass demonstrations.  They may be more provocative than the Tea Party movement was, but I don’t see riots.  If the Republicans keep the Senate, there will likely be investigations, hearings, and gridlock on appointments to the courts and such, much like we saw during the Obama years.

I’ll believe that this one is happening when the courts start disappointing Trump.

2.  Recounts, Court Actions, and a Trump Victory

In this scenario, President Trump is able to squeak out victories in enough of the remaining states to get to 270.  He can do this by shining light on Democrat shenanigans at the polls, demanding recounts in close races and fighting like a cornered rat when new votes are found in the back of some guy’s Buick, and by forcing the states to follow their own election laws through the courts.

Biden and his minions will, of course, scream to heaven about voter suppression, judicial overreach, and conspiracy theories.  There will be “mostly peaceful” demonstrations in the usual places, with the usual crimes, done by the usual suspects.  The wild card there will be whether the President, now that the election is over, will continue to keep the gloves on.

Look for this one when the courts start quoting Bush v Gore and start making the states follow their own laws, especially those that deal with mail-in ballots, ballot mailing/delivery deadlines, and ballot verification.

3. The Election Gets Thrown to the House.  Trump Wins

The ballot counting in some states may be so compromised that their slates of electors are not accepted.  Perhaps Biden and Trump split the country right down the middle and neither gets to 270.  Either way, nobody has a majority of the electoral votes, so we get to watch as the 12th Amendment is exercised.

In this scenario, I see Trump winning.  The Republicans are going to retain a majority in more state delegations than the Democrats.

A Trump victory in the House would be dependent, however, on Republican Representatives toeing the party line and going to the mat for the President.  Republicans who barely won their 2020 election, especially those in districts that historically elect Democrats, are going to be the weak link here.  If they think they’ll lose their own jobs in 2022, will they vote to re-elect Trump?

This is also where we could see an awful amount of horse trading for votes.  “I’ll scratch your back if you scratch mine” is an understatement when you think about what a Representative could demand in a state delegation that’s close to even between the two parties.

This is the one situation I could see going ugly, early.  During the run-up to the vote, there will be tremendous pressure brought upon members of Congress.  The Democrats would remobilize their street troops, shutting down large cities and trying to intimidate influence members of Congress.

There would likely be violence.  Maybe it’ll just be rioting as we saw during the summer, maybe it’ll be more targeted against individuals or groups.  And I could see violence met with violence if it spreads or if Republicans see their Congresscritters in danger.

I’d expect this to happen when we start seeing courts and Secretaries of State start throwing out the vote counts from some of the states.

4.  What Can We Do?

OK, now we have what I think are the three most likely scenarios.   What do we do to get to where we want this to go?

First, and I cannot believe I am saying this, we need to donate money.  Lawyers don’t come cheap, and good lawyers who are willing to take the heat that fighting for the Trump campaign is going to bring are hideously expensive.  We need to open our wallets and donate what we can to help the President.

If you’re worried that Biden will win this thing, then Republican control of the Senate is even more important.  That control currently depends on the results of runoff elections in Georgia.  Donate here or here to the Republican senatorial campaigns in Georgia.  If you’re in Georgia, make sure you get to the polls in January.

Second, we need to get involved.  Get in touch with your folks in Congress and make sure they know, in no uncertain terms, how you want them to act and vote on this.  If you want your Senator to get on the TV and vociferously defend the President, they need to know that.  If you want your Representative to vote to reelect the President, if it gets that far, then they need to hear from you now.  Send emails, write letters, visit their office, or just stand outside their office with a cup of coffee in one hand and a cardboard sign in the other.

Be polite, but be firm.  They need to know what we want them to do.

Finally, we need to hang together.  This is a marathon, and we’re only at mile 20.  We have to keep each other going, look out for each other as this gets uglier and uglier, and make sure that every one of us is still pushing 100% when we cross the finish line.

Political Rumblings

Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something. – Wesley, The Princess Bride

Like a lot of folks, I had high hopes that this election would be done and gone by now.  Months, if not years, of constant bickering, complaining, and campaigning by unruly apes of all stripes have long since worn everyone’s patience paper thin.

The only way that could have happened was for one of the candidates to have walked away with a clear and decisive win last week.  As we all know, that didn’t happen.

So, in a replay of 2000, except this time it’s done four lines of uncut Columbian coke and four tabs of Berkeley-strength LSD, we are drawn into a quagmire of pronouncements, accusations, and shit-flinging.  One side wants us all to believe that the other side is a bunch of dirty, rotten scoundrels who can’t be trusted as far as we can throw them.  The other side wants to declare victory and go home to plot and have a nice nap, but please disregard the man behind the green curtain.

Problem is, they’re both right, or at least partly so.

Larry Correia has good write-ups of the ‘anomalies’ found in the way that votes are being counted in battleground states like Michigan, Wisconsin, and Pennsylvania.  If you haven’t read them already, do yourself a favor and go on over there.  

I’m not much of an analyst anymore, but even without someone crunching the numbers, this all looks off to me, with off being the most polite way I can put it.  There’s a lot of smoke obscuring our view of what’s going on while the votes are counted.  I just wonder how much fire there is.

I’m not going to surprise anyone when I say that I didn’t support the Biden candidacy, and I have, to put it mildly, grave misgivings about a Biden presidency.  Leave out the possibility that he won’t make it through his term and is replaced by Kamala Harris and take him at his word that he’s fit for the office and will serve out at least one four-year term. 

Joe Biden has been a wart on the ass of American politics since I was in diapers.  My political coming of age happened while he was running for president the first time, all while openly attacking a black Supreme Court nominee and black young men in general.

So, now the country will have to withstand weeks, if not months, of political and judicial knife fights.   Fledgling peace deals in the Middle East will, at best, stay in an uncertain stasis, while China and Iran will exploit our inattention to our detriment.  That’s nothing to say about how the government will be basically paralyzed as we head into another economic downturn brought about by the latest reaction to Covid-19.

In short, we don’t need this right now, if ever.

That’s the short term.  The current crisis will end in January, when we will open up a whole new batch of post-Christmas crises.  The long term will make this look like a polite Victorian afternoon tea.

If Biden wins, there will be, at least, the perception that the election was gained through a grand exercise in ballot-box stuffing, undead hordes with voter registration cards, and the connivance of at least a few federal agencies.

If Trump threads the needle and ekes out a win, or at least a tie that throws the whole thing to the House of Representatives, then the last four years will have been nothing but the opening act for a three-ring circus of rioting, gridlock, and demagoguery that will last until at least 2024.

So, we are going to either see vote tallies that are soiled by opacity and a general feeling of sleaze on the part of a large number of Americans, or we are going to see an election decided in the most legalistic way imaginable.  

Either way, our faith in semi-clean elections and orderly transitions of power from one president to another are going to be shaken for a generation.  

No matter what, half of the American electorate is going to be mad as hell, and they aren’t going to take it anymore. They will believe that the election was stolen from them, and one side will be right. 

People don’t want to understand the nuances of voter registration and voting laws in Sheboygan or Punxsutawney.  They want a clear, unambiguous, up or down vote that they can point to and, even if they lost, say that the rules were fair and were applied fairly.  Shenanigans at the polls or arcane legal and political maneuvers don’t do that.

God forbid that something should happen, or almost happen, to either Biden or Trump.  That would be enough to get their most fervent supporters into the streets for a good old fashioned insurrection.

So, we’ll see.  The last time things were this muddled, President Hayes sold out to the southern states to gain the presidency.  I wonder what Biden or Trump are willing to bargain with to win this time.  

 

Today’s Earworm

Musings

  • Going camping with the Boy Scouts soon after moving means going without a lot of the extras.
    • By extras, I mean things like my wool blanket, my canteen cup for making and drinking coffee, and my cold weather boots.
    • A good time was had by all, but I definitely need to start getting things unpacked and organized.
  • Time to get the camp set up and let the boys go have some fun – less than an hour.
  • Time to break things down and load up when the boys are tired and are ready for the campout to be over – 3 hours, and that’s with just enough wind and rain to make things brisk.
  • The difference between mothers and fathers during a campout is not that one will tell young men to stay out of the creek on a chilly day, while the other will not. The difference is that a father will have absolutely no sympathy for a young man who wants to change into his spare clothes 3 hours after getting to the campsite because he mysteriously got soaked from the knees and elbows down.
    • “Son, I’ve seen hypothermia before.  You’re just cold.”
  • I think I figured out why I’m getting light strikes on the Garand.  It seems that every so often, the trigger guard comes loose during firing.  Since that holds the entire trigger mechanism in, it’s probably related to the problem.
  • Speaking of Garands, I am proud to say that at least two fathers and possibly a couple of teenagers have decided they need one of their own after firing mine this past weekend.
    • The PING of Freedom has that effect, I guess.
  • Note to self – When the bacon-wrapped hot dogs, wrapped in tin foil, start to burn, it is not the ‘flambe’ stage of cooking.  Get those things off the fire immediately.
  • Irish Woman got a quiet Saturday and most of Sunday to herself.  Apparently “We’re going to be away for a couple of days, so enjoy yourself!” translated into “Do a bunch of laundry, deal with a sick dog, and cook a whole bunch of food”
  • I’m going to start reading news stories with a mental prefix of “TASS has been authorized to report…” tacked onto the first sentence.  If it makes sense, then I probably don’t need to read the rest of the article.
  • I had to go out to our new county clerk/sheriff’s office to do some business last week, and the line to vote was out the door and around the block. More than a few folks were openly saying they were voting early so they could hunker down at home on Election Day.
    • I’m not saying that I’ll hunker down, but I’m definitely making sure the gas tanks and cans are topped off, pizza is ordered, and popcorn is popped.

Today’s Earworm

In honor of Irish Woman’s new University of Kentucky blue car.

Musings

  • Well, the old house will be off our books by the end of the week.
    • We finished the final cleaning/painting/polishing/waxing at about 12 AM on a Sunday night.
    • The realtor had a photographer out on Monday morning, and listed the house at about mid-day.
    • The next door neighbor tells me that it was bumper to bumper with folks driving by to have a look, and he seriously considered renting out his driveway for parking when folks were being taken in to look at it.
    • We had an asking-price offer by dinnertime, and had accepted and signed a contract by 9 PM.
    • We close on Friday, which will be celebrated at least as vehemently as a birthday or anniversary.
  • When your house is as old as ours was and the only real thing the inspector reports is that the furnace is old and needs a thorough maintenance inspection, it’s a good day.
  • The day job is finally about to calm down for a month or two.  
    • I’ve transitioned to a new team doing something somewhat related to what I used to do.
    • I’ve also been doing work for my old team during evenings and weekends.  Nothing long-term, mind you.  I’m just finishing up something I don’t want to dump on a couple of friends.
    • Luckily, we’re in clean-up mode on that work.  
  • That’s right – by the end of this weekend, I will be down to one mortgage and one job.
  • Somewhere, there is a list of things I thought I’d never hear over a phone.  I got to cross off “Would it be OK if I bought a car today?” a couple of weekends ago.
    • I’ve threatened to stop buying any bourbon better than Old Grandfather for Irish Woman until it’s paid off.
  • Next weekend, Booand I will go out to the woods with the Scouts. 
    • I finally broke down and bought him his own adult-sized sleeping bag and a real backpack.  
    • He thinks I’m joking when I tell him that this is his last freebie.  Everything else is going to come out of his pocket.
    • We’re going to be working on gun safety and rifle marksmanship.  I’m going to be taking the 10/22 and the .22 CombiRifle.  I’m thinking of taking the Garand.  An evil part of me wants to take the 91/30, after taking the recoil pad off the stock.  
  • Political thoughts:
    • If you’re surprised that someone who has been in an elected government position since 1973 is as crooked as a dog’s hind leg, you haven’t been paying attention since the Nixon administration.
    • If you’re surprised that someone who revels in bad publicity, tabloid coverage of his life, and chasing skirts is a bit rough around the edges once he is in elected office, you haven’t been paying attention since disco was king.
    • If you’re surprised that politicians, pundits, and poltroons on the President’s side support his decision to appoint someone to the Supreme Court a month before an election wholeheartedly, you’re probably not the sharpest pencil in the box.
    • If you’re surprised that politicians, pundits, and poltroons, who have been opposing the President since 8 nanoseconds after the last election, are being horrible to his Supreme Court nominee in both the press and the Senate chambers, you probably know what lead paint chips taste like.

Musings

  • And now, a math problem.
    • Each bag of gravel from BIGBOXHARDWARE contains half a cubic foot of gravel and weighs 50 pounds.
    • DaddyBear needs to cover a 10 foot by 30 foot basement walkout area with two inches of gravel.
    • Additionally, he needs four bags of gravel for a sidewalk section, one for each of the basement window wells, and one for a patch of dirt he just doesn’t want to mess with.
    • How many bags of gravel must DaddyBear purchase, transport, unload, trundle across the yard, place, lift, empty, and rake into position?
    • If the answer is 60, how many pounds of gravel does DaddyBear have to do these things with in a single afternoon?
    • If the answer is 50 X 60 = 3,000 pounds, then the ultimate question is how many of the muscles on DaddyBear’s body are threatening to emigrate to Tegucigalpa and leave him a quivering mass of pain after he finally stops moving for the day?
    • The ultimate answer is, of course, all of them.
  • I picked up the Ishapore Enfield from the gunsmith today.  The good folks at my shop gave her a good cleaning, safety check, and test fire.  The barrel is rather shiny, and the action is as smooth as butter.
    • Normally, I can take advantage of being either the only or one of two customers in my gunshop, but the place was packed.
    • The pistol cases were empty except for a couple of target .22 revolvers.  There were plenty of deer rifles and duck guns, but only two modern sporting rifles and one non-hunting shotgun.
    • The MSR’s were an AK clone and an AR-15, both from manufacturers I’d never heard of.  They were priced north of $1300.
    • Ammunition was to be had, but I couldn’t see how much they wanted and was afraid to ask.
    • The vast majority of the other patrons were African-Americans in their 30’s or early 40’s.  I heard “People have lost their mind” come out of more than one mouth as they bought accessories and got advice on new purchases.
  • Irish Woman proved yet again that she will never hold a Kentucky Derby party and run out of food.  We are going to be eating leftovers for days.
    • Not that I mind leftovers, especially when we had an entire cheesecake and bourbon barrel cake unopened in the refrigerator this morning.

Musings

  • Hell hath no wrath like an Irish Woman who discovers that the painters have covered over tile in the bathroom.
    • Other than the fact that I have no time or talent, things like this are why I pay other people to do things when I can.  Better to part with some cash than to be the object of her ire when things go wrong.
  • Watching the goings-on in Wisconsin, it occurs to me that there are a few things we all need to keep in mind:
    • Everything you do, especially in a volatile environment, is being recorded somehow.  Dress and act accordingly.
    • The trick here is to never wear anything that isn’t produced by the truckload in a third world sweatshop out of unadorned gray or brown cloth, and any identifying bits of your skin should be covered.
    • Never, ever, talk to anyone you don’t know about your motivations or plans.  And remember, even if you’re talking to someone you’ve known all your life, you’re probably being recorded.
    • Whether or not your actions are righteous, expect that if you are in a place where the authorities have let things get as bad as they are, they are probably not going to look kindly on anyone that draws unwanted attention.
    • Remember, the best way to win a fight is to not be there.  If you have to be there, remember the first rule of gunfights.
    • Don’t start anything, but make sure you have a good lawyer if you have to finish it.
  • I’m transitioning to a new position at the day job.  It’s amazing how folks who dumped massive amounts of twarg dung on me at some point in the past few years want a long, drawn-out transition as I scrape it off and throw it back at them.
    • This seems to include documentation written in English, Sumerian, and Klingon, complete with voice-over and animated pictographs, and for me to have every project that can be dreamed up complete, along with all of the work I have been doing all year.

You Say You Want A Revolution

This seems like something that I need to say again.

daddybear71's avatarDaddyBear’s Den

Since about this time last year, the vitriol and bile in American politics has gone from a low simmer to just short of a boil.  On one side, we have celebrities on social media and crowds in the street calling for violent action.  On the other, we’ve got folks believing that one gentleman can take ten rascals, so let the bastards come.

The left seems to think that we will see a glorious revolution of the human spirit brought about by denying a stage to folks who profit by being shouted down, massive demonstrations with no cogent point, and maybe a little violence around the edges, just to show the other side they mean business.

The right, on the other hand, well, I’m not sure what the right believes on this one.  At the moment, the people I listen to are pointing and laughing at the left.  I am finding…

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Musings

  • By the time we get the old house on the market, we will have spent enough money on it that I could easily do the math in my head to figure out the percentage of the remaining mortgage we forked out.
  • The hot water heater in the old house has chosen this month to start its death rattle.  The plumber took one look at our circuit breaker box and decided that he would come back after we’d paid out three or four house payments to someone else to fix it.
  • Is it a bad thing when the electrician brings you a length of heavy wire, its insulation all discolored and melty, and asks how we managed to not burn down our house?
    • It seems that whoever wired our house originally used too thin a wire for both the hot water heater and the dryer circuits.
    • That was the most egregious thing that he found, but it wasn’t the only thing that needed fixing.
    • Coincidentally, getting the electric situation fixed cost as much as the new gun safe and mint-condition Rockola M-1 Carbine I’d been considering buying.
  • Apparently my choices for a charcoal grill are either a $30 example that is sized for a small family of munchkins and will work for maybe two weenie roasts, or a grill large enough to smoke an entire hog and whose cost will be talked about in hushed tones by my descendants.
    • So, I’m looking into how much it costs to buy a whole hog so that I’m getting full value for my grill money.
    • By the way, is it just Louisville that’s still experiencing a meat shortage?  Our butcher has pretty much anything we need, but is severely limiting what each customer can buy.
  • We are settling into the new house, mostly.
    • The re-assembly of a couple of shelving units in the garage did wonders for reducing the stack of boxes in the garage.
    • My first repair to the house was to replace the first level of the deck because my rotund self put just enough weight on it to make it collapse where the wood had gotten old.
    • My next repair will be to replace the ceiling fan I broke when I was moving a box spring around.  I smacked one of the blades of said fan hard enough to shatter it and bend the arm it rested upon enough that the fan started wobbling and humming before I could get to the light switch.
    • Needless to say, Irish Woman was impressed that I broke two things on the new house in the same weekend.
  • As I watch the weather forecasts for the next week, I saw that not one, but two possible hurricanes will hit the Gulf states in the next few days.
    • After I pondered the likelihood that this will impact our local weather in Kentucky, I then had to wonder if people were going to evacuate New Orleans this time.  I mean, last time was a bit sporty, so the smart money would be to head inland now.
    • Here’s a hint, folks – When Mister Weatherman shows a hurricane track that has 17 lines that intersect over your state, it’s time to start moving to higher ground, preferably in Nebraska.
  • The Quadrennial Festival of Political Screeching is in full swing, and I’m glad we cut off cable television and only watch broadcast for one half hour news program a day.
    • Apparently, no matter who I vote for, I’m a bad person who wants little baby kittens to go without their milk.
    • My personal political philosophy is evolving to include the following:
      • I am not interested in arguing about politics with anyone not on a very short list of human beings.  That list gets shorter all the time.
      • Since you can tell when a politician is lying because you can see their lips moving, we all need to watch their actions.  Words mislead, but hands always tell the truth.
      • This year, I’ll probably vote for the most insane candidate. Since we are circling the drain already, might as well buy a canoe and enjoy the ride.
  • There seems to be another ammunition shortage going on, but it’s matched by a lumber shortage.  I had to go to three different lumber yards/hardware stores to get lumber to fix something.  There are plenty of 2×4 studs, but other lumber, especially pressure-treated, was looking kind of lean and picked over.