2010…For People Who Don’t Like Retrospectives December 30, 2010

2010 was the year the leftist democrats ripped the Constitution to shreds. It was the year the current resident’s junta usurped even more power, disregarded the will of the people with impunity, sold the country to Communist China for Monopoly money, turned their backs on the middle class, deliberately refused to implement policies that would have started us back to recovery, and in general not only thumbed their noses at us, but flipped us the bird, as well. But, we did what we have always been empowered to do: we voted the bums out. (Well, not all of them, but like they say about the first busload of lawyers going over the cliff, it’s a good start.) More elections to come. Or else.

This was the year Pope Benedict XVI went to the British Isles and was cheered, booed, and, even got to celebrate a glorious Mass in Westminster Abbey, and canonized a saint, while C of E demonstrators had apoplexy and hanged him in effigy. It’s the first visit by a Roman Catholic Pontiff to Britain since before the reign of Henry VIII, but, for the most part, the Brits were fairly polite.

And, this was also the year Chris (“Waitress Sandwich”) Dodd decided not to run for re-election, one step ahead of the law. Hopefully, the GOP will be only half a step behind him when they convene in January, and he and his slimy buddy Bonnie Fwank (who “left his purse at home”) can be brought to justice for the destruction of the economy of the entire WORLD. Think about it. Even George Soros hasn’t managed to accomplish as much destruction. Yet.

Not only that, but Scott Brown, who has an (R) after his name, took the “Kennedy Seat” in Massachusetts early in the year. Like Lisa Murkowski, that (R) is useless to the Republicans. Unfortunately for the people who put their faith and their money on him, the (R) stands for “renege.” The jerk has voted with the democrats ever since he took office. Oh, well…when he is up for re-election, he will get a little gift from the people of Massachusetts, we hope…a one-term title. The motto of the Tea Party for 2011 ought to be, “Let’s Hunt Some RINOS!”

And, this was the year John Murtha died, after trying to trash the reputation of the Marines, and, like Charles Rangel, another one only a step or two ahead of the law. Why can’t George Soros take the hint and do the same thing? (Well, if the saying, “Only the good die young,” is true, this evil old troll will live to be 1,000.) Rangel, whose corruption convictions (Eleven. Count ‘em.) earned him first censure, then an ovation from the democrats in Congress, managed to say with a straight face that he wasn’t guilty of ANY of it. Guess to the Democrats in office, “censure” means, “Applaud wildly, and re-elect.”

And, who could not notice that this was the second year that Sarah Palin DID NOT sit down and shut up. Palin, who got caught with notes to herself on the palm of her hand for a speech, stirred up the dialogue in this country from her Facebook and twitter pages. Her TLC tv show took the country by storm, and PETA took it personally when they saw the videos of Sarah and daughter Bristol stunning halibut on the commercial fishing boat. But, this didn’t hold a candle to what came the following week, when she shot a caribou. She has singlehandedly, with the two web pages, two books, and the show, stirred up more dialogue, spleen, and jealousy than the pundits on either side have been able to do since she first came on the scene in the 2008 election campaign. They are flying apart trying NOT to stop writing about her. For people who claim she’s a nobody, they sure are spending a lot of time discussing everything she does. They are screaming bloody murder about all the attention, press, and respect she’s getting, even all the while they are writing the articles, making the snide comments on “news” shows, and providing Gov. Palin with free publicity beyond her wildest dreams. And Sarah just writes on her Facebook page and tweets now and then, writes a book, does her show, and has even coined a neologism that wound up in the official Oxford English Dictionary lexicon. If you ever wonder where “refudiate” came from, check Sarah’s twitter page.

And, oh, boy! This was the year the AGW “scientists” got caught LYING, CHEATING, LYING SOME MORE, LYING ABOUT THEIR CHEATING, AND CHEATING SOME MORE about their famous “hockeystick.” And, STILL the lefties try to pass the lies off as “science” in schools, universities, and television news and “science” programs, UN bombast and histrionics, and other gullible venues, while the weather iteslf calls them liars, and people all across Europe are freezing to death from all the “Anthropogenic Global Warming.” It was the year hailstorms in Oklahoma produced scenes like THIS, while Alaskans counted their blessings that they only had giant mosquitoes and minus-seventy-degree winters and miserable, rainy summers. But there were no hurricanes this year, sadly for the envirowhackos, who had been rubbing their hands together in gleeful anticipation of a banner year of one Katrina after another slamming into the southeastern coast to prove their direst predictions, thanks to the abovementioned “AGW.”

But, then, this was also the year the vile monstrosity known as “Obamacare” passed both houses by hook, crook, chicanery, threat, and bribe, and was sent to the White House, where the current resident even dropped his golf clubs long enough to sign it. This is such an evil piece of garbage that we may never find out all the land mines and boobytraps, pitfalls, and poison pills it contains. Pray we are able to repeal or defund it completely, as quickly as possible. But this was FAR from the end. Just before the Christmas recess (and the end of their majority in the House), the Dems whipped up a spiteful little parting present aimed at the people of the United States in revenge for voting them out of power in November: A $1.3 TRILLION spending bill, 1,900 pages long, containing 6,739 earmarks, essentially the budget they have refused for the last two years to pass. A little something for us to remember them by, I suppose. This must be another one of those bills that we’ll “have to pass in order to find out what’s in it.” (But, fortunately for the people of America, the Congress killed it aborning, and we have dodged THIS latest bullet from the Quackers in the lame-duck congress.)

And, this was the year Arizona Governor Jan Brewer signed a law holding Arizona responsible for ENFORCING Federal law regarding illegal aliens (criminal trespassers), and was promptly SUED by Eric Holder, the nancy-pants, tax-illiterate U.S. “Attorney General,” who apparently didn’t know that he was suing a state (unconstitutional) for upholding the law. This is the same “attorney general” who refused to prosecute the New Black Panther billyclub-wielding “guardians” in Philadelphia,because the “guardians” were black. Only in America, comrades.

2010 was the year the mid-term elections in November brought election scores like this, and proved that the Tea Parties were actually SERIOUS about cleaning house in Washington. Very serious. The results changed more than 630 seats in local and state governments, took 6 seats in the Senate, and regained control of the House with 64 seats. But, since most of the voters were Tea Party supporters, the dems tried to say it didn’t count, and even rearranged the chairs on the Titanic by adding a couple of new positions in the democrat side of the House to make it look like nazi pelosi was still Speaker. Dingy, Hairy Reid bought his way back into the Senate, with the aid of the union thugs that infest Las Vegas, and Daddy’s Little Princess lost the Alaska primary to Joe Miller, and even conceded. Then, urged on by Daddy, the labor unions, Alaska democrats, and crooked Native corporations, she reneged, ginned up a write-in campaign, and bought votes all over the state, especially in the Bush. Lisa Murkowski thinks we are too dumb to figure out what she is up to. Should we be surprised that she stole this election a la Al Franken? No, we shouldn’t, but we SHOULD be educated by it.

And, 2010 brought us electric cars. What can I say? Let’s see…shall we pay $55,000 + for a little, bitty car with the range of a bicycle (40 miles) that has to be plugged in every time it’s parked? How long does it take a car to go 40 miles–30 minutes?? How long does it take to charge it back up for another 30 minutes? How much does it cost to upgrade home wiring to accommodate charging of these cars? Who’s paying for the electricty to charge it, and where is that electicity coming from?? (Hint: think coal-fired powerplants.)

And, shamefully, this was the year the current resident, with the help of his flying monkeys in congress, drove the economy into the toilet. As a result, the job market is a hemorrhaging wound (18% base rate, not the phony-baloney numbers you hear on the news), right on schedule, according to the current resident’s checklist. This would be the actual number of people who were working this time two years ago, but are no longer doing so today.

And, to our sorrow, this was the year of the blowout of the deepwater oil well in the Gulf of Mexico, which stabbed the American oil industry through the heart and gave the current resident an excuse to shut down all offshore drilling in U.S. waters indefinitely. But it showcased the technology and expertise of the engineers, drillers, and technicians who, under a mile of ocean and using only robots, sucessfully capped the well. Lengthy, but spectacular. We have still not recovered or begun drilling again, even though the U.S. is buying oil from its enemies instead of opening and operating friendly and abundant wells at home, which would produce jobs, stimulate the economy and restore energy independence. Meanwhile, the current resident worked on his golf game and proves just how SHAMEFULLY UNREADY and ill-equipped he is for this job.

This was another of those years when the muslims got the idea they have a right to ANYTHING in America, at ANY place, for ANY REASON. Including the property adjacent to Ground Zero, where they want to build their Victory Mosque, defiantly in the face of all the survivors of the September 11 victims, and 99.999% of American citizens, right down to having the unmitigated gall to apply for GRANT MONEY from the Recovery Fund for the 9-11 Site, while the Times Square bomber tried but failed to set off a bomb in his SUV. Whiny leftists are still trying to decide which was worse: having the bomb or having the SUV. Somehow, in spite of deep skepticism from rational people, he was actually apprehended.

And, WikiLeaks’ Julian Assange dumped a bunch of classified documents onto the net for general consumption, and was not arrested for it. He did it twice, and threatened to do it again. Where did the info come from? From a stick drive stolen by a queer soldier who looks like a girl, who said he did it because he was tired of being teased for being queer. Let’s see…queer guy goes into a real man’s world, gets ridiculed for being a nancy-pants poofter, gets his dainty nose out of joint. Did he ask for it, or what? Solitary confinement is too good for this traitor.

This was the year the vacationer-in-chief and her husband took some nice junkets, one to sunny Spain for $2,000,000 for herself and fifty of her closest friends (to show off her latest “Whiskey-Tango-Foxtrot Originals” fashion coup, no doubt), and one to India with the whole family and half of Washington D.C., for closer to a billion dollars. For ten days. At taxpayer expense. And the current resident appeared in late November with a mysterious 12 stitches in his lower lip, presumably the victim of an elbow in a basketball game. Well, that’s what we’ve been told, anyway. Where was Michelle at the time of the injury?

And, who could forget that THIS was the year that TSA showed Americans the kind of contempt and disrespect that gangsters usually shower on their victims, sending airline passengers either through a machine that looked through their clothing to their nude bodies, or to the pat-down line, where babies, grandmothers, and nuns were felt up in all parts of their bodies, including cavities, because they did not fit the terrorist profile (the terrorists, of course, did NOT have to submit to such disgusting and degrading treatment).

This was also the year the “Reverend” Al Sharpton has decided he has the power to use the FCC to silence Rush Limbaugh. Be careful what you wish for, “Rev.” What’s the old saying? “Never start a fight with a guy who buys his ink by the barrel.” In this case I think it would be safe to say, “It’s not a good idea to pick a fight with a guy who has his own studio, 25,000,000 people in his audience, and has outside auditors audit how often he is RIGHT.”

This was the year Congress tried desperately to pass an unemployement compensation bill that included a requirement to extend the Bush tax rates with it, but hidden inside its seeming innocence was a humungous, steaming pile of perks, pork, and payoffs. And, for some reason, the lefties seem to be FURIOUS with the current resident for making the deal. Even F-bombs are being dropped on his name. By true believers! Democrats are NOT happy with the Won this second week in December.

And, how could we call it a “year” without seeing that the ABSOLUTE WORST SENTENCE EVER WRITTEN in modern “journalism” was penned by none other than Maureen Dowdy: “Even with a rifle aimed at him, [Obama as the caribou is] trying to be the most reasonable mammal in the scene, mammalian bipartisan, and rise above what he sees as empty distinctions between the species so that we can all unite at a higher level of being…”obviously referring to the “Sarah Palin’s Alaska” episode on TLC in which Sarah Palin bags a caribou. (/barf) I think somebody needs to mail ol’ Mo a leaflet about AA. The old girl sounds a bit tiddly, or something. Must have become unhinged by someone whose initials are “C.Z.J.”

And, this was the year the cyberworm “Stuxnet” started busily chomping its way through all the computers and equipment in Iran’s nuclear program. Mysterious creature, Stuxnet…nobody seems to know where it came from or how it got in there. There’s a lot of speculation, most of it involving Israel and the U.S., but so far, no proof. But this might help to explain why Israel appeared so “reluctant” to send in bombers: They apparently had something much better up their sleeves. At the last report, it was, after a couple of months on the job, still munching away. Those tricksy Israelises! Now, according to the PA and PLO, along with cyber worms, they have unleashed commando squirrels, ninja rats, and combat sharks and even spying vultures.

And, this was the year the politically-corrected Nina Totenberg of NPR told us that “Christmas party” was an “excuse the expression.” At any rate, can’t you just picture a “Christmas party” full of libs, lefties, and whiny democrat politicians out of work? It was also this LAME session of Congress pulled out another steaming pile to attack the First Amendment. Pretty pathetic — getting the FCC to be your pitbull.

Best of all, THIS was the year the world got to see a total lunar eclipse on the Solstice moon! December 21, 2010 is now part of history for this fact alone, since the last one was 372 years ago.

So LOVELY!

House Of Cards December 28, 2010

Remember Air America? The radio station was subsidized in the beginning by the left, in an attempt to give listeners “a choice” in their radio programming. What they offered was a flat, pathetic mush of Janeanne Garafolo and Al Franken and a roster of other Soros-backed commentators with uninteresting programming, a steady diet of mendacious muttering about the evil of Conservative influence. Every word was a lesson in Bush Derangement Syndrome. For the life of them, they just couldn’t make the station be a success. No matter how hard they tried, their wit sounded like malicious mockery, their subtleties were like sledgehammers, and their satire was dirty-minded and contemptuous. The station lasted about a year, had virtually NO audiences, and couldn’t get advertisers for anything. It folded like a house of cards, and subsided back into the muddled millieu of similar attempts by the left to force people to hear their message and love it.

It occurred to me recently that the new proposals to regulate the internet were similar to the left’s attempts to corner the AM talk radio market with their own programming. They believed, and still do, that the only reason people are listening to Conservative talkers like Rush Limbaugh, Mark Levin, Glenn Beck, or Sean Hannity was because they were somehow being forced to do so against their wills. The leftists also believe that regulating, hamstringing, and burdening the Conservative shows and stations will “level the field” for their left-side message (as if their Pavlovian dogs in the mainstream stations weren’t already doing that).

The same mindset has created the latest Brave New World of broadcasting, the “net neutrality” act. They have some kind of an idea that net surfers must be forced to have “a choice,” that the websites that get the traffic are the ones that people have in some way been forced or manipulated by conservatives to choose over the liberal “counterparts.” The propaganda wing of this administration tried steering web surfers to its propaganda office some time ago, when it bought up a bunch of URL’s (web addresses) and used them to point people to the donation wing of the White House, cleverly disguised as an “information and assistance website.”

The Constitution is meaningless to the left, and its interpretation is up for grabs, so it’s obvious that the First Amendment only applies to them. For some reason, the left still hasn’t realized that whipping people into lines and forcing them into conformity of choice and/or product STILL doesn’t work any better than it did in Soviet Russia or Red China.

Apparently, nobody has informed their “thinkers” that the voters do prefer to think for themselves, make their own choices, get what information they want when and where they want it, and support whomever they please. This appears to be a block of knowledge that is incomprehensible to the leftist central planners. It leaves them with two options: Leave people alone and allow them to think for themselves, choose their own leaders, and make their own decisions; or grab them by the backs of their necks, and force their faces into the mire of leftist ideology by telling them which radio stations they can listen to, which internet search engines they can use, and what results they must select. I hope nobody tells them yet that these things are also binding on them, and that they will be subject to the same rules, because it will be fun to see them backpedal in the face of the law. This new house of cards is a regulation so unconstitutional it could be the picture used in the dictionary under the definition of same.

Suffice it to say that Americans are noted for their ingenuity. This could get interesting…

Honor December 27, 2010

The Right As Race December 27, 2010

Trying to figure out the hatred of the left for Sarah Palin has led me into some rather interesting lines of thought lately, especially in view of her fun show on TLC, “Sarah Palin’s Alaska.” While trying to pin down the fury and emotional excess of the left’s rabid hatred of her and everything she stands for, the only thing I could compare it to was Klan-style racism.

For the left, anybody on the right is of a different breed — different enough to loathe, to fear, and to persecute. As far as they are concerned, conservatives are contemptible, useful only as drones, lackeys, slaves, scullery drudges, and objects of ridicule. Like a different race, they should be automatically relegated to the nether regions of life because of their beliefs.

Don’t be a believing Christian who is also conservative, or things might go even worse. To the elitist mind, some things simply are not to be tolerated, and Conservatives who are Christian are pretty much at the top of the list, right under “pro-life.” As long as the left holds the power to rule (I didn’t say, “govern” on purpose), they will speak of these opinions occasionally if they decide their audience will tolerate it, but it is when they are out of power that their spleen is most evident. Somehow, being in the minority only serves to make their rage more poisonous. As a hated race, Conservatives are expected to sit down and shut up, to go to the back of the line, not to speak until spoken to, and then, only to affirm what the leftist elitist pronounces.

In the days of slavery, many racist whites feared their slaves and their strength, and kept them ignorant and subdued through force. Unfortunately, the people who read and pay attention to Governor Palin know how topical, informed, and timely her articles and posts really are, and feel much safer ignoring the left’s wrathful squalling, because they have found a sure champion in her.

To the left, Sarah Palin’s strength is more to be feared than bombs or machine guns. They realize on some deep and primal level that she represents the TRUTH. When your stock in trade is lies and deception, you begin to understand that just one spark of truth can ignite a firestorm of resistance to your favorite plans. In which case, you will resort to any means you can short of murder to quench that spark. Sarah’s influence is the left’s most feared nightmare. She is the person the left fears most and dreams most of subduing, of turning her and her influence into a mockery, squelching her outspoken opinions, and removing her from the public eye. They are desperate to find something that will cause the people who admire her to lose their love for her.

Her facebook and twitter pages have more influence on the daily news roster than all the “pie in the sky” the propaganda wing of the left can cobble up. She can influence dialogue by simply stating a fact on those pages or making a remark on television. The primal level of their hatred for her influence leads me to view it as a form of racism, a word we on the right are never supposed to use when reffering to anything done by our leftist overseers, who claim exclusive rights to the term, for their own use and enjoyment against the right. They envy her popularity with basic and juvenile jealousy, unable to stop themselves. What right has a slave to such influence?

It must be sad to live in a leftist’s world, and never see joy, enthusiasm, love, moral uprightness, or faith in God as anything positive. What is even sadder is that they will always refuse to change in order to enjoy the fruits of what people on the Right have always known: Americans are a blessed people, their country is the most beautiful and bounteous of all, and life is especially good when we recognize its Source and love our neighbors simply because they are who they are as other children of that Source.

Hallelujah! Eskimo Style December 24, 2010

The village of Quinhagak (“Quinna-gak”) has a population of 648 Yupik Eskimo. It located near the Bering Sea.

Merry Christmas! December 23, 2010

Although you are few in number, you are very valuable to me. It has been an honor and a privilege for me to find new and interesting things to talk to you about, and YOU are the reason I keep at this. Please know that I am pleased and blessed to have you in my life.

May God bless you richly this Christmas. You deserve it.

Solstice Noon December 22, 2010

I thought you might like to see what high noon on December 21 looked like this year, so here it is:

Click the picture to enlarge it.

Old Social Networks December 21, 2010

I had a “think” this morning… I’ve been a member of one of the oldest “social-networking” nets for almost eleven years. This net now has upwards of 100,000 subscribers, with many having come, gone, or passed away since the site was first opened sometime in 1997, if I recall correctly. I lurked for a couple of years before I signed up (free), but it became my default homepage long before I ever joined and got a screen name.

I’m talking, of course, about Free Republic. The social give-and-take on FR has the distinct feel of “family.” There are the usual assorted few soreheads, grouches, and mendacious trolls, but for the most part, FReepers, as we call ourselves, are a varied and friendly lot, with a wide range of educational levels, technological skills, sense of humor, and interests.

Some newer networks have sacrificed efficient operation and flexibility for cutesy graphics and online games and diversions. FR is as plain as potatoes, but that hasn’t stopped them from growing by leaps and bounds, year by year. The site is completely member/donor-supported. It gets no subsidies, no grants, and has no wealthy patrons forking over bundles of bucks to keep it up and running.

If the democrats in the LAME session this winter have their way, it may become a thing of the past, since their newest land-mine against the conservatives is to sic the FCC on the internet and any broadcast station that sends out a conservative message. This move, generously funded and supported by George Soros’ stable of statist “causes,” is something that has been simmering on the “back burner” of the democrat majority for some time, especially since the mid-term elections turned so many of the blankety-blanks out of their cushy offices.

I don’t know what will become of Free Republic, but I do know that it has been like home for me for nearly eleven years, and I will be extremely sad if it is made to shut down for the sake of the tender feelings of a few whiny leftist crybaby out-of-work democrat dogs in the manger. They have determined among themselves that the reason their audiences are shrinking is because people are being led astray by conservative talkers, Fox News, and right-leaning blogs and news aggregators. Since they don’t believe in the Bill of Rights, First Amendment issues simply won’t be applied to these dictatorial practices by the insulted socialists in Congress.

So, before it gets ripped off the ether, stop by Free Republic and see what makes us all keep going back day after day. I think you’ll like it. Enjoy it while you still can.

We Haven’t Been Forgotten December 19, 2010

Solstice Sunrise (10:00 am)

The days have stopped getting shorter, and we have reached the “bottom” of winter. The solstice is still a couple of days away, but the loss of daylight slows a bit before the actual day, and regains at an equally slow pace for the first week or so after. Eventually it will be around 10 minutes a day, which makes optimism return and cheers our souls. It’s almost like a feeling of, “We haven’t been forgotten, after all!”

This part of winter is the loneliest and the coldest, and the hardy ones among us who endure with a minimum of psychological negatives are the ones who have learned to spend a lot of time looking at the sky, taking very large doses of vitamin D, and keeping active and engaged.

We had a horrible windstorm last week, with gusts up around 80 mph. Tree damage, lost shingles, power outages here and there, and lots of debris and packed drifts. One thing about the wind, though: even though the windchills may be vicious, the tendency of the wind to keep the temperatures a bit higher than usual makes a stiff breeze a welcome sign of warmer days ahead. Any time the trend in temperature is upward, people’s spirits follow along. And now, climbing back out of the deepest of black holes and starting toward the coming increase in daylight and mental health, we can begin to really mean it when we say, “Merry Christmas!” with anything like real cheer.

It’s hard to believe that Christmas is already less than a week away. I missed the Fourth Sunday in Advent today because of a bad cold, among other things, but my house is decorated “to the nines” and, just for fun, I have already turned on my tree and twinkie lights, even though at this time of year the low sun shines so direcly into the house that it almost looks like it is coming from below. (This is a GOOD thing, even though it only lasts a couple of hours.) I even got out my “big” Nativity set, hand painted by me in 1982, and got it set up. It’s the first time I’ve looked at it or used it in seven or eight years, and it is always good to recall the memories of what it has seen since I first painted it and turned the little spotlight onto its beautiful figures those long years ago in Valdez.

The bright sun gives Buster, my African gray parrot, a lot of extra light during the darkest time of the year, and cheers us both greatly. He spends a lot of time just sitting in the sun and basking, and gets busy with his routines, when he talks, calls, and whistles, and says, “Ho, ho, ho! Merry Chris!” (For some reason, he’s never learned, no matter how carefully I enunciate it, to finish the word, and it always comes out, “Chris!”), and asks for water for “Get in the water, take a bath!” which he can say clearly and in context. Go figure…

Advent is a time of looking forward with hope and anticipation, to a better year all around for everyone. It’s a time to thank God, because He really HASN’T forgotten us, after all. Sometimes, it’s difficult to keep that in mind, especially in the last few years, when Americans have seen so many of their religious freedoms eroded and threatened.

The phrase, “Fear not!” and its variants appears in the Bible numerous times. It’s good to remember in the times when the peri-solstice days are darkest, the times are most desperate, and the hopes we have for the futures of our children and grandchildren seem most in danger. We, like the shepherds, are watching and waiting, and hoping again that we haven’t been forgotten:

“And the angel said to them, “Be not afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of a great joy which will come to all people; for to you is born this day in the city of David a savior, who is Christ the Lord. And this will be a sign for you: you will find a babe wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger.” And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among men with whom He is pleased!” (Luke 2:10-14 RSV)

Getting This Off My Chest December 17, 2010

Dear friends out there in Civilization-land:

PLEASE STOP calling what Sarah Palin did to the halibut on her show a couple of weeks ago “clubbing it to death.”

PLEASE! The reasons the fish are conked was repeated numerous times on the show, but it has become obvious that you prefer deliberate misunderstanding of the facts, all for making a shocking statement about her. Please note: The conking of big fish is a necessity to prevent their a. injuring the fisherman, b. injuring their expensive and delectable meat, and c. damaging the boat. The fish are not killed (except for the REALLY big ones, that get shot before they are brought into the boat). The conked fish are stunned, and die quietly in the bottom of the boat from being out of the water. Get it straight, please.

Also, I see that you are upset with her at the harvesting of a caribou in one of her shows. That is what it is called: harvesting. The herds of caribou in Alaska number in the hundreds of thousands, hardly “endangered.” They are a resource we harvest for food. They are prey animals (that means that’s what they are for). Wolves and bears take them for food, as do human Alaskans. One more thing: The CARIBOU ARE NOT MOOSE. You keep saying she “shot a moose.” She did not. She shot a caribou. Moose can be as much as four times as big as caribou, weighing around 1500 pounds, and look nothing like a caribou, which are lighter in color as well as weight. Please, at least pretend to look for some facts before talking about Alaska. And, for your information, Sarah was NOT wearing makeup on that hunt. She really is that pretty. Jealous much?

Willful and deliberate ignorance is not attractive in anyone. You have decided that Sarah Palin cannot do anything a “rational” human would do, so in order to make yourselves appear superior, you belittle, scoff, and detract, when you should be looking in the dictionary for the differences between “club” and “stun,” and “moose” and “caribou.”

But it’s becoming clearer all the time that you are deliberately making these incorrect statements because you prefer to shock your audiences with your passion instead of inform them with some real knowledge. Come on up to Alaska and do what we do for a couple of weeks. Then you can talk about us with a little bit of information under your belt. Until then, write about something you actually know something about. Like your navels, which it appears, you contemplate continually.

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