Easy Answers: Habeas corpus

Nazi ghoul Stephen Miller has stated publicly that the Republixanazi Administration is “considering suspending habeas corpus.”

Because of course they are.

What is one to do but contact one’s elected representative, right?

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Dear Rep. Brian Jack:

I see where Stephen Miller is actively pursuing “getting rid of habeas corpus.”

You are my elected representative. Do you support this?

I expect an answer that does not involve your getting your office organized seven months after the election.

As usual, I will post your answer on my blog in my Easy Answer series. (So far, you haven’t answered any of my questions.)

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I do not, of course, expect an answer. My congresscritter was Turmp’s political director during the First Reich, so my presumption is that he completely on board with the Nazis.

The Wax House

Over on the Facebooks I have dedicated the last six months or so to exposing the stupidity, grifting, and overall malevolence and incompetence of the Republixanazi administration. I know it’s not pleasant, but if I can make a few thousand people aware of the issues we face, so be it.

Of course, I occasionally wonder how many of those people have muted or blocked me because OMG it’s relentless, and I’m pretty sure all the MAGAts fled long ago.

Except for one.

This person is not stupid and is fairly well read, but their head is so far up MAGA’s ass that they can hear a hamberder coming a small intestine away. They were regularly chiming in on my posts, spouting the most baseless crap ever, just the usual MAGAt shibboleths and bUt BiDens and Whataboutisms. After a week or so of this, I simply challenged them to put up or shut up: Names, dates, headlines. Give us facts, yo, not just snide MAGAt “comebacks.”

(Yes, I am using the singular ‘they’ to halfway shield their identity, which will enrage them even more when they eventually come across this post.)

You will be astonished to learn, I’m sure, that they have failed to provide any actual documentation of anything they’re sure is true. Not once. I even started tagging them to goad them into reacting, but no — they don’t got the goods. In the last week or so, they haven’t even made the effort to snark, because they know they don’t got the goods. I wondered if they had unfriended me, and I checked; no, we’re still ‘friends,’ so I decided to check out their page. Maybe, just maybe, they weren’t snarking because they were having an existential crisis discovering that their God Emperor was, shall we say, flawed?

Alas, no.

First, a metaphor: the Wax House.

If you build your house out of wax, because, hey, it’s beautiful with all the golden sunlight illuminating your walls and everything, you’ve committed yourself to a lot of work to keep it that way. That same sunlight might melt your home, or a casual tree branch or rock could crack your foundation.

So you add another layer two of wax. You build a wall around it. You construct a large dome of wax over it for extra protection, but that just creates more work, doesn’t it? But you keep at it, adding more and more layers to your protection, until the house no longer receives that golden light but you have to protect your Wax House, and on it goes.

Hold that thought. Here’s what I found on this person’s feed.

Oh my. Right off the bat, accusing “the left” with the right’s prime shibboleth “Ooh, look at the tolerant left.” This is exactly their position, that free speech means that they should be able to spout the most repulsive racist, classist, ablist, keep adding the -ist’s, crap imaginable, and if we point out they’re being dicks they scream YOU’RE THREATENING MY RIGHT TO FREE SPEECH.

::snork:: Good old Maggie. You could always count on her for a viperish, peevish lie. (See here.)

This one almost made me break my cover and comment with:

Something about Democrats always having to fix Republican economics, and that over 25% of our current debt is due to Turmp’s insane tax cuts for the rich. And he wants to increase them.

So let’s revisit our Wax House metaphor. Our friend has built a wax house of right-wing beliefs, and they are forced to contort themselves into gigantic pretzels to protect that wax house from anything that doesn’t make the wax house happy. This is a “closed belief system,”  in which people cocoon themselves in whatever makes them feel… important? better than? and then shut the door, ignoring the actual real world of sociology, science, economics, whatever — because even the tiniest sliver of reality is enough to start melting that house.

Let’s see some of the other things that this person clings to:

I love this one. It encapsulates the MAGAts determined deflection away from any cracks in the wax. The country isn’t “squealing,” of course, we’re screaming at the destruction of our government by right-wing psychopaths: agencies, grants, support, departments, research, history — all gone. Our screaming is not what is destroying our democracy. (Our guest MAGAt of course cannot keep from ejaculating that aMeRiCa iS nOt A dEmOcRaCy KENNETH, one of their top ten shibboleths.)

Also: See the poor signs of UNITY and CIVILITY strewn among the wreckage? That’s an insidious weapon the MAGAts use whenever we start attacking them: they clutch their pearls and whimper about CiViLiTy! KENNETH. It’s as if they’re kicking the rest of us and if we object they start whining that they hurt their toe and cAn’T wE aLL gEt AlOnG KENNETH HENNGH?

These are fun. Rhetorically, this is known as a Gish Gallop, the right’s preferred strategy for talking at anyone who disagrees with them: You simply yammer on and on, flooding the air with one specious argument after another so that when you’re done, your respondent has very little way to respond, since 1) you’ve thrown too many topics into the conversation, and 2) for each of those topics, they have to deconstruct your lies and fallacies before they can even begin to address the actual topic.

But we’re not having to do this with a yammering MAGAt in the room, so let’s deconstruct this.

1. baby

Dear MAGAts: It’s an embryo, not a baby. A baby is a human you can hold in your arms and love. An embyro is something different. bUt ThE hEaRtBeAt KENNETH — let’s kill this shibboleth right off: THERE IS NO HEARTBEAT. There is an electrical signal from a clump of cells that will become a heart, but they are not a heart. bUt YoU cAn HeAr iT oN tHe uLtRaSoUnD KENNETH — no, you can’t. You can hear the synthesizer sound medical engineers have decided to add to those electrical impulses, because it’s a lovely sound, isn’t it — BUT IT ISN’T A HEARTBEAT.

Maybe this helps:

2. how much money you should earn

LOL wut? I’m not sure what this one is. Probably something to do with taxes, which drive the MAGAts insane. How dare they be required to contribute to the welfare of our nation and — quelle horreur! — OTHER PEOPLE KENNETH! Or it may be about that outrageously generous minimum wage of $7.25/hour that hasn’t been raised since 2009, 16 years ago. Thankfully, costs have not risen in the least in those 16 years. [N.B.: The “minimum wage” is now officially below the U.S. poverty level. See also. And, MAGAt friend, this is what I mean by names, dates, headlines. Evidence.]

3. what energy source you should use

This is their tired old “drill, baby, drill” shibboleth. All of Turmp’s bizarre whining about shower heads and toilet flushes and forest management and windmill cancer is part of this idiocy. Listen up, MAGAts, no one is telling you which “energy source” you must use, and the only reason anyone is telling you you should use renewable energy is just trying to keep you from perishing in an apocalyptic wasteland. But you do you.

4. what words you can say

Yeah, kind of like kindergarten: “Billy, you can’t use those words in class. Mrs. Jones, Billy absolutely cannot call Susie a shithead.” (See “free speech” above.)

5. what they can do to your kids without your permission

Like what, bubba? Is this the old “my kid went to school a boy and came home a girl” bullshit? Is it a sideswipe of any school activity that threatens to expose their kid to… oThEr PeOpLe KENNETH? Run away! Run away!

6. how you must refer to what a person wants to identify as

Syntactical fluidity is beyond the average MAGAt. Let’s translate that garble to “how you must respect another person’s identity,” because that’s what actually torques them. We call it politeness; they call it unpardonable coercion, fullscale communism if you wanna know, as if they knew that that meant.

7. who can own a gun

And then every MAGAts favorite hill to die on — because guns, get it? — the Second fupping Amendment. Do I think that people who need psych evaluations should have a gun? No. Do I think that abusive spouses should own a gun? No. Do I think anyone who has proven to be dangerous to themselves and others should own a gun or even have access to one? No. I’m not at all sure why our MAGAt friend thinks they should.

Having fun? One more and we’re done.

It has somehow become gospel that when Ron DeSantis illegally flew some undocumented immigrants and dumped them in Martha’s Vineyard (because take that, libtards, how do you like them apples har har), the very rich and liberal residents of the Vineyard clutched their pearls in horror at those, those filthy illegals </BlancheDuboisVoice> (because that’s MAGA’s reaction) and immediately “deported” them to Somewhere Else to dispose of them.

Only that’s not what happened. Yes, DeSantis did put these people on a plane, lying to them that they were being taken somewhere where they’d be assisted in getting settled, with job training, shelter, appropriate paperwork, etc. When they were delivered to the Vineyard, no one knew they were coming and it took a moment for everyone to respond. Which they did by… providing food, shelter, clothing, counseling, transportation to somewhere that actually had the resources to support these people, unlike the island of the Vineyard, and — wait for it — a fast-track to citizenship, since they were now victims of a crime, DeSantis.

For a fuller, and funnier, report, see Wonkette.

There was more our friend’s feed, and I had a hard time making myself look away from the wreckage of a mind like that, but Jebus H. Cthulhu, the appalling messiness of the thought processes, the whole closed belief system, was compelling, pathological even. But I got away safely, I think.

In summation, our MAGAt friend has put so many protective barriers around their wax house that they can no longer see the sun, but that’s okay because everyone knows that SoLaR pOwEr iS a HoAx KENNETH, HENNGH?

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

Don’t make it an ‘us’ problem

In her column today, Heather Cox Richardson examines DOGE, NASA, FAA, and Musk and how they’re destroying — I almost used “disrupting,” but no, it’s destruction —as much of our government as they can.

One sentence jumped out at me. After being fined over $600,000 by the FAA for “safety and environmental regulations,” Musk whined,  “The fundamental problem is that humanity will forever be confined to Earth unless there is radical reform at the FAA!”

No, Musk-Boy, the “fundamental problem” is that technocrats like you think that protecting our home here on Earth is “unreasonable and exasperating” and that those regulations “undercut American industry’s ability to innovate.” Get over it: only you and your little DOGE boys think that it is necessary to pollute our planet in order to escape the eventual death of the sun… in 5 billion years.

Here, have a picture.

This is 1 billion years, depicted as a 10×10 grid of 100 squares. That means that each square = 10 MILLION years. See that tiny little red dot in the upper left corner?

That red dot is one  pixel, far too large to  represent the majority of human history of 300,000 years. It should be .00003 of that little square (3/10,000ths!).

See, the math is already beyond our ability to grasp with our monkey brains.

So that one square is 1 billion years. Musk wants us to rape our planet so that he and his Muskyteers can flee to Mars before the sun explodes in 5 billion years.

So this demented creature has created this fairy tale in his head that he is the one genius who can lead us to a glorious future… on a completely inhospitable planet that we don’t really have a way to get to — only 12 humans have ever even been to the moon — and the project will just go swimmingly if we the people would just stop making him follow the rules, stop littering space with satellites that are designed to have a short lifespan so he can make more money launching more, stop subverting safety regulations so his trucks can explode without government interference, stop firing federal employees who rein him in and shutting down investigations into his businesses on all fronts.

Someone should stop him.

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UPDATE: Jeff Tiedrich, in his weekly The Week in Stupid column, pointed out a simple fact that I am embarrassed to admit I hadn’t thought of: When the sun goes and obliterates the poor fools who were so foolish as to ignore the GENIUS of MUSK KENNETH, it’s taking Mars with it as well. Duh.

Easy Answers: Parade or nah?

My email to my congresscritter Brian Jack this morning:

I know you are deeply committed to the “president’s agenda,” but surely even you can see that the Pennsylvania Ave birthday parade is not only a huge waste of money but also a finger in the eye to anyone who believes that the U.S. is not ruled by a tinpot dictator.

Question: Have you done anything to dissuade the Current Regime from doing this or introduced legislation to stop it? Do you still believe that Congress controls the purse strings?

Thank you for your assistance in my “Easy Answers” blog series, where I will post any reply you send me.

Hope the office organization is going well.

He stopped sending out the boilerplate emails claiming he’s been busy getting his office organized (months after the election). My past couple of emails he hasn’t replied at all.

Got it? He’s not obligated in any way to consider his constituents’ feedback.

Which tracks for the kind of man he is.

But wait, you say, aren’t you being unfair, Dale? Your emails to him are nothing more than provocations about the incompetence/evil of his Republixanazi Party. You’re taunting him. You’re a liberal, and do not support him. You didn’t even know he was the White House political director for Turmp I until after he was elected because you didn’t need to know anything about him other than he was “ENDORSED BY TRUMP.”

Yes, and?

He is still honor-bound to represent me in Congress.

Here’s a pro tip

Context: The Republican Regime’s plans to impose worldwide-economy-destroying tariffs on our economy. Turmp himself said, ‘“I’m just saying they don’t need to have 30 dolls. They can have three. They don’t need to have 250 pencils. They can have five,” Trump said, acknowledging the prices of such items could also go up.’

I don’t know about you, but this kind of thing makes parts of my brain fall off. In what part of America is this supposed to be an encouraging message?? I find it incredible — in its original sense of ‘unbelievable’ — that Bessent would go on Fox News (even) and say such a thing.

However, here’s my pro tip: Believe him — because he believes it. HE HAS NEVER HAD TO TELL A CHILD THEY WEREN’T GETTING CHRISTMAS.  He’s a deep-dyed Puritan: life must be earned; food, clothing, shelter, all must be earned. If you don’t have them, you’re being punished by a benevolent deity and you deserve it.

Scott Bessent believes this with all his heart because, as a centimillionaire, he has no idea what real life is like for us peons. It’s like “Let them eat cake,” only the reverse of that: “Let them have less cake!” (Or as Dmitri Shostakovich put it in his biography Testimony, the message of the last movement of his iconic Symphony No. 5 was claimed to be “triumphant joy,” but he said it was “‘actually… clear to everyone what happens in the Fifth.  The rejoicing is forced, created under threat, as in Boris Godunov.  It’s as if someone were beating you with a stick and saying, ‘Your business is rejoicing, your business is rejoicing,’ and you rise, shaky, and go marching off, muttering, ‘Our business is rejoicing, our business is rejoicing.'”)

So of course Bessent has no moral qualms about advising parents to lecture their children about having a better life through having your childhood dreams stomped into a bloody, pulsating pulp. As far as he’s concerned, that’s Life.

(But if you asked him to specify how the little girl’s life would be better for it, you’d get nothing but facile generalities.)

P.S. My blog post about Shostakovich’s Fifth and other works has some serious warnings for us today.

About that Cardamom Peach Shrub…

You will recall that back in December I invented a tasty cocktail called the Citrine and even updated it so that you could make it even if you don’t have a neighbor making plum vodka for you.

What I didn’t do was get around to providing a recipe for making the Cardamom Peach Shrub, so better late than never, as they say.

Cardamom Peach Shrub

1 lb peaches, chopped
¾ c cane sugar
1 c water
5 cardamom pods
1 cinnamon stick
1 c apple cider vinegar

  • Combine the peaches, water, sugar and spices in a small pot and bring to a simmer. Cook over low heat until the fruit is tender and soft, about 15 minutes.
  • Strain the mixture (keep the fruit for ice cream or oatmeal, it’s not needed anymore). Combine the fruit syrup with the apple cider vinegar, and chill.
  •  The syrup should last in the fridge at least a week.

You may use canned peaches, of course. I cannot remember whether I rinsed them before using them; the sweetness of the packing syrup might throw the whole thing off. I rather think I did rinse them.

Public Enemies! Public Enemies Everywhere!

You may have read, a couple of weeks ago, about how our mighty macho warfighters at the Department of Defense banned dangerous books from their overseas school libraries.

You might suppose, if you are of a proper turn of mind, that maybe the Pentagon had become concerned about our troops (who have after all volunteered to have themselves molded into mighty macho warfighters and are thus very impressionable) and were removing books by Andrew Tate, Mike Cernovich, Jack Posobiec, or Paul Joseph Watson so that our guys won’t grow up to be pig-ignorant, violent, men’s-rights knuckledraggers.

But alas, this is what keeps Pete Hegseth up at night:

(Yes, that Julianne Moore.)

You can see why the Pentagon wanted to set this book on fire.

No, really:

“The single dumbest phrase in military history is ‘our diversity is our strength,’” Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth said at an employee town hall at the Pentagon on Friday. “It served a purpose of dividing the force.” [from Wonkette’s always-exciting report]

Oh, you think the current Secretary of Defense is over-reacting? Just take a look here:

Can you imagine our warfighters, or — gasp! — their children,[1] being subjected to this gag-a-maggot display of… DIVERSITY, KENNETH???

Somehow the U.S. that made movies about our boys in the trenches and always included a diverse American squad hunkering down on the battlefield — and having each other’s backs — has become this whiny, insecure, hateful reflection of the Republixanazi Party.

As for me, I immediately ordered the book, and such was the demand for this satanic children’s book that it took nearly a month to be printed and arrive.

At least our soldiers are protected from… other people?

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[1] The children KENNETH!!

Once again, an idea worth billions

Okay, people, this is the last time I’m going to share this idea with the universe. I’ve mentioned it to several of my acquaintances whom I thought capable of creating this world-changing service, but so far none of them have taken up the challenge of making themselves filthy rich (and by extension, via a miniscule royalty of 1% share of the profits, me).

Here’s the deal: For some time I’ve been using Cremo shave cream, Original formula. When I was about to run out, I put it on my shopping list. I ended up with a Sandalwood version — I love sandalwood, and this would make my twice-weekly shaving more pleasurable.

Or so I thought. The perfume was so strong that I could still smell it at the end of the day, which is not how I choose to express myself.

[Stick with me, you’ll see what I’m at in a moment.]

I returned to my regular Kroger. There was no Original, only Sandalwood.

I checked at Publix. They had only Citrus and some other perfumed cream.

I checked at Walgreens where, again, they had only scented creams.

Dear Reader, I ordered from Amazon. I know, I know, but what was I to do? Drive all around town and stop at every grocery store or emporium to see if they had what I wanted?

Nope, even though I really really want to shop locally. So here’s my idea: Start up a website/company that serves as an Amazon for local businesses. Make your inventory software interoperable with whatever major inventory software is being used by local businesses. They sign up to share their inventory.

I need Cremo Original formula shave cream. I go onto buyhometown.com [name TBD], input my zip code, do a search  — and poof! I can see who has it in stock and I head out the door to buy it.

More: Merchants get a report of what people have been looking for but couldn’t find, giving the merchants a chance to consider stocking the thing. BuyHometown sends emails to shops that haven’t signed on showing how more business is being shunted to those shops that have signed up; the latecomers sign up, rinse, repeat.

More: BuyHometown offers its own inventory system for merchant use.

How are you still reading this and not already putting together a prospectus??

Remember: 1% share of profits. Miniscule, I tell you.

P.S. Amazon, you are not allowed to use my idea. Unless you hand over a royalty of 5% share of the profits.

P.P.S. Once I am filthy rich, tax my filthy rich ass.

This Easy Question should be a no-brainer.

Well, it should be a no-brainer, but we are dealing with supremely evil people.

My email to my Republixanazi congresscritter, Brian Jack. We all know that he’s still working on getting his office organized (though for my last email to him I didn’t even get the boilerplate “I’m still organizing my office five months after the election” email), but maybe, just maybe he’s as appalled as decent people over the outrageous ICE kidnappings.

Your administration is now disappearing people from off the streets, smashing their car windows and pulling them out, whisking them away to secret prisons without regard to due process or even decency. Your Gestapo won’t even show their faces, hiding behind masks as they continue to imprison innocent people.

How do I know they’re innocent? Because they haven’t been given a trial, and until they are convicted in a court of law they are — stop me if you’ve heard this one before — INNOCENT UNTIL PROVEN GUILTY. That’s the bottom line, Brian Jack, and my understanding of your political makeup leads me to believe that you fully support the Nazis as they dismantle our legal system.

My question for you today is: Do you in fact support the Nazis as they dismantle our legal system? What are you doing to pressure the Nazis to free Kilmar Abrego Garcia, for example?

I’ll be posting your response to this over at dalelyles.com — I do notice that you haven’t replied to my earlier emails, so the presumption of Nazi sensibilities will stand until you issue a statement condemning the overreach of ICE and the current administration.

Just curious, have you ever read much about Robespierre?

Who knows, maybe Brian Jack has a conscience?

About that “Ponzi scheme”

Members of our fascist party have taken to describing Social Security as a “Ponzi scheme,” attempting thereby to create the impression in the brains of amygdala-based lifeforms that it’s a scam and we need to “reform” it, by which they mean “destroy it.”

This has been a fever dream of our Republixanazi Party since Social Security was implemented 90 years ago. For some reason they cannot comprehend that providing a small sum for the elderly, the disabled, and the orphans is actually a good thing and can mean the difference between barely sustainable living conditions and absolute misery.

So let’s talk about their metaphor. Is Social Security a Ponzi scheme?

No. It is not. A Ponzi scheme is designed from the very outset to cheat its investors. Those at the bottom of the pyramid pay into the system, but they never see a return on their “investment” because it’s all a scam, remember? Only the rich assholes engineering the scam ever see any money out of it.

This is prima facie not how Social Security works. It’s not how it was intended to work. It intended to use the tax revenue from current workers to provide a monthly check to retired workers (and/or their dependents).

Yes, it is true that you — as an individual — do not “get back” the money you paid in. That money has already been spent to help others, and now others are paying to support you.

Is the system in trouble? A bit, and for the moment we will ignore the fact that Congress fupped over Social Security by raiding its bank account and never paying that money back. (Talk about Ponzi schemes!)

If the system is in trouble, you might think that smart people would examine the issues and come up with a solution. Indeed, many people have suggested several approaches to the problem, like here and here. As you will see if you click through, no solution is without its own problems — but they are solutions.

So the question arises, why is our Republixanazi Party  — if they’re so concerned that Social Security is a Ponzi scheme — not pursuing solutions?

(Answer key: Because they want to kill it and suck up your money through actual Ponzi schemes like the stock market.)

One more comment: Our Republixanazi Party sneeringly describes Social Security as an “entitlement,” playing with the pejorative sense of “entitled” to make us feel dirty about accepting these funds. The fact is, though, that we are in fact entitled to those funds; they are an earned benefit. We earned them. We are entitled to them.

Do not let the fascists lie to you. Resist.