T-minus 35:59:59 ... and counting

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Moments away ... from the one, true, single hinge of history. Couldn't sleep. Didn't even try to go back. Amazed at the paucity of coverage ... of Ambassador Bolton's remarks (and yeah, wuzz gunna blog similar apriori. Just really didn't see much need uh me bangin' my tin drum yet again/one more time).

At some (major) MSM outlets, there was nothing ... zip, zero, nada. The complete null (article). Silence. A far reaching, vaaast emptiness [filled with Lilo, Levi, (Queen for a Day) Stephen Slater, and Kim Khardashian's latest reality TV woes (woe is me)]. Others ... were telling us bout Commandant Sitzpinkler's latest brave/heroic/gallant/scintillating/breathtaking dance/duel with death [OMG! (Tattto: da plane!)]:

... Pilot Lee Dailey and his passenger, Laura Joseph, were returning home after a weekend at Lake Chelan. They landed on Lake Washington in Kenmore. "We just landed, sailed in here, nice and peaceful, pulled up to the dock and a guy came out and said I have some bad news for you guys," said Joseph. "Obama is in town and you guys violated the air space or something."



Or (of course) regaling us with Bitchen Barry's latest water walking foray/Messianic feat:

... SEATTLE - As Air Force One touched down at Boeing Field Tuesday, and politicians and dignitaries prepared to discuss elections, economics and other matters of great importance (Ed: racists!) with the President, one little boy had a much simpler matter on his mind. "We celebrated my birthday today," he said. Dewayne just turned 10. He marked his first decade of life today with a handshake from the President of the United States. "He's really nice. Just what I expected, actually," said Dewayne.

Expectations are a tricky thing for the handsome young man. You see, Dewayne is a foster child. Things most kids "expect," like a hug from a mom or dad at the end of the day, simply don't happen. So, a photo-op with Barack Obama is almost beyond words. "He asked me what my name was, and I told him my name and I said, 'Hi'.



Or ... how Chucklehead can really (really) drive duh mofo'ng wheels ... offa dat funkay bus [over a friend/political ally, right/just before doing a triple backflip (with a twist) ... off/over a high cliff].

And what a hepcat partay animal KSO is! (Cue Eddie Murphy: party all the time/there's a party in my pants).

Or ... how everyone still adores such a major dude (except whitey of course). And (hallelujah) ... how evrabody still worships the virtual ground he walks on (even Faux News!).



And ... when people (read: filth) like editors Carolina Garcia and Mariel Garza (L.A. Daily News) aren't lying prostrate (near every single freakin day), desperately gasping for just one more sniff of Khalid Sheikh Obama's anal vapors (on the front page of their ludicrous/pathetic commie rag). They're constantly telling us how mean (or greedy) them them hook nosed bagel eaters are [sure, absolutely no diff than a very large portion of the O'borg/MSM stuck on autoplay 24/7. And permanently stuck on stupid (having abdicated any/all pretense of balance or fairness, let alone any last single remaining vestige of professionalism)].



But here we are. Surrounded by traitors. Real traitors. Actively engaged in treason ... against the United States of America. Against you, against me. Against truth, reason. Against the whole of this great nation. They, hand in hand with their smiling apologist/propagandist army ... the fourth estate (fifth column). Completely ignoring the (quite stinky) 800lb Shii gorilla in the room. No longer a travesty. T R E A S O N. By deranged (Boosh's fault), delusional (hold breath/repeat:Boosh's fault), ignorant (Shrillary for Veep!) partisan (tone deaf) cowards. (F*ck me) loudly/deliriously singing (off key): the planet's melting my L*rd, kumbaya.

Even though your intrepid host deen't post/blog, before Bolton made his recent remarks, was still (at minimum) gunna post a dollop (of some kind of slop) yesterday. And well, the extry day/s did provide some ... a tiny little bit'o perspective (but no more than that). (Speculating) ... there are indeed quite a large number of reasons ... why possibly no attack on Bushehr is/will be forthcoming ... in the next 36 hours. And I won't rehash them here (b'sides no one's gunna mistake me for a milblogger/strategerist).

But we are indeed at the one true hinge of history.

Make no mistake.

None (bellee dat peeps).

Yes, tis possible Bibi has a plan to win a much (much) larger war (as it were). Waiting. Waiting. Conceding this (incredibly large/unbelievably important) battle (in order to do so). As per his/Israel's (irrevocable/already cast in stone) plan (which one might think involves swinging the beeg stick, when finally ... absolutely no choice remains). There is no going back, the entire future of world politic, and the very lives we lead ... for decades to come. Will be determined in the next thirty six hours. Solely by Iran [the liklihood of Moo Moo (Ahmadinejad) standing down is nil].

And ... there are quite a large number of reasons as well, for Israel to wipe the Bushehr reactor, off the map. Today. This minute. Certainly, it's possible Israel has tired, is tired. No longer has the taste for, nor the will. To fight this foul, revolting, stenchful evil that comes calling ... in the darkness of our despair. I don't know. But I will say that time ... henceforth, will simply be known as BB, and AB

Before Bushehr,

and

After Bushehr.

G*d Help Us All.



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Woohoo ... Iran's getting the bomb! ... (jpeg)





That's right ... you stupid Christians .... we're mooselimbs! (Now eat sh*t and die) ... (jpeg)





Ring around the rosy ... a pocketful of posies ... ashes, ashes ... all Jews die! ... (jpeg)




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OK ... sing it with me .. sing it loud ... and here we go ...
Hava nagila ... Hava nagila ... Hava neranenah ... Hava neranenah



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Addendum, Saturday Aug 21, 10 a.m. ...

Normally, generally, one (of sound mind) doesn't give away the playbook. E'spayshully ... to their enemy. But, in a world gone completely mad, calling audibles CAN save your life. And, the rules of engagement now don't change by the minute, but by the millisecond. And this one ... was quite the mofo'r wuddn't it? Infinitely complex as all get out (and we can all be glad I ain' drivin' duh bus).

Eight minutes [flashplayer console (audio only)]. Not recommended. REQUIRED (30 second commercial gate precedes).

WND/Radio America interview with Dr. Mike Evans [never read linked book (haven't even peeked at the reviews)].

We will never pass this way again .... treasure what was America. And what little is still left. Hold it dear, hold it near, hold it tight. The future so uncertain. But this little bit of clarity, should provide the necessary sustenance. A tiny ... but desperately needed oasis. To at least get us to the moment of truth. Whence we stand toe to toe with Satan his very self. While Khalid Sheikh Obama does everything he can, now near every minute, of every day. To delegitimize the State of Israel. And lend succor to the mad moulahs. Providing them cover, as they ascend to destroyer of worlds.

We ain't in Kansas no more/GHUA