This is Cliven. He sounds like he looks. There aren't enough bad things I could say about the Bundy family to do them justice. (Full disclosure: I'm from four counties northeast of them, and Ryan lived not far from me for a while.) Ammon is a narcissistic would-be prophet, his brother Ryan is a credulous lunatic, and their father Cliven is an attention-seeking prat with the reasoning capacity of one of his stupider cows.
Back in the day, lots of Koch money was poured into propping up the Bundys via front organizations like American Lands Council, before old Cliven started spewing out racist nonsense that was atrocious even by mainstream Republican standards (that was back in the olden times, before Mad Donald became the Republican president) and the Kochs and their friends all scuttered to hide under the nearest rock.
The emergence of Roger Stone in this context suggests that maybe the delusional billionaire Robert Mercer is making his own move on the land grab movement. Stone is a Mercer man.
Mercer, of course, is the man who--together with his equally unhinged daughter Rebekah--has been fighting a proxy war with Charles Koch for the title of Emperor of All the Americas, or whatever. The Mercers own the president, Cambridge Analytica, and Breitbart, Koch owns Congress and a big chunk of the Supreme Court, and they've each got a slice of the current Cabinet.
Maybe if we're lucky there will be a shooting mishap as Bundy shows off his weapon it goes off and shoots Stone in the head. Or perhaps the other way around. Either way it's a win.
Had a similar experience. Driving my brother from his old apartment in Toledo to his new apartment in Ravenna, avoiding the toll road. About 170 miles, with him driving a U-Haul truck and me in his car behind.
As soon as we hit the eastbound route, BOOM! BLIZZARD. And I mean blizzard! Snow falling hard. Visibility near zero. He slogged it out without stopping, I got scared and pulled into a McDonald's for a spell, then continued, not knowing exactly where he was or where his new place was.
I reached Ravenna somehow (and I'll be damned if I know how, I white-knuckled it all the way), got into town and was afraid I'd never find him. I called work to tell them I wouldn't be in, and sat in the car for about an hour in the parking lot of a convenience store, spooked out of my mind, when I saw his U-Haul roll by. He spotted me and drove to his place.
Then, we moved him in, which took hours. Then we returned the truck and went back to his new place, where I believe we slept until 2 p.m. the next day.
I've made a number of attempts to get somebody to investigate. No luck so far. And, yes, I've emailed the Rachel Maddow Show.
Back in the day, lots of Koch money was poured into propping up the Bundys via front organizations like American Lands Council, before old Cliven started spewing out racist nonsense that was atrocious even by mainstream Republican standards (that was back in the olden times, before Mad Donald became the Republican president) and the Kochs and their friends all scuttered to hide under the nearest rock.
The emergence of Roger Stone in this context suggests that maybe the delusional billionaire Robert Mercer is making his own move on the land grab movement. Stone is a Mercer man.
Mercer, of course, is the man who--together with his equally unhinged daughter Rebekah--has been fighting a proxy war with Charles Koch for the title of Emperor of All the Americas, or whatever. The Mercers own the president, Cambridge Analytica, and Breitbart, Koch owns Congress and a big chunk of the Supreme Court, and they've each got a slice of the current Cabinet.
I don't think any of the Bundy boys are interested in playing Brokeback with you Roger.
Becky Warren Lyrics, "Stale cliches wearing cowboy hatsLine the streets tonight like needle tracks"
And then the singing children ran away from home because of terrible abuse.
Moochers.
Maybe if we're lucky there will be a shooting mishap as Bundy shows off his weapon it goes off and shoots Stone in the head. Or perhaps the other way around. Either way it's a win.
Now see that? It is not only apropos, it can be set to music. Why, one could even dance to it!
Marry me.
This is the oppressive and of a military jackbooted government that has lost all sense of law and morality
"After all, oppression and military jackbooting are OUR JOBS!"
"Kislyak will tell two friends, then they'll tell two friends ...
... and so on ...... and so on ...... and so on ..."
But at least you made it!
(I'm trying to stay positive here today. Sometimes it works, other times ...)
How heavily armed is CPS? Seems like they need a welfare check of a different kind than they're used to.
Had a similar experience. Driving my brother from his old apartment in Toledo to his new apartment in Ravenna, avoiding the toll road. About 170 miles, with him driving a U-Haul truck and me in his car behind.
As soon as we hit the eastbound route, BOOM! BLIZZARD. And I mean blizzard! Snow falling hard. Visibility near zero. He slogged it out without stopping, I got scared and pulled into a McDonald's for a spell, then continued, not knowing exactly where he was or where his new place was.
I reached Ravenna somehow (and I'll be damned if I know how, I white-knuckled it all the way), got into town and was afraid I'd never find him. I called work to tell them I wouldn't be in, and sat in the car for about an hour in the parking lot of a convenience store, spooked out of my mind, when I saw his U-Haul roll by. He spotted me and drove to his place.
Then, we moved him in, which took hours. Then we returned the truck and went back to his new place, where I believe we slept until 2 p.m. the next day.
NEVER. AGAIN.
Why don't people dissolve in helpless laughter when they see this clown?
That explains everything.