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This Just In: Beatles’ John Lennon Was Really an A-hole


A rich, spoiled, lazy, arrogant, self-centered, drug-addled hypocrite.   The Daily Mail fills in the details, as if we didn’t really know.  The rather amusing and altogether unsurprising piece is worth the read.

By the age of 25 he owned a Rolls-Royce and a Ferrari. When he was filming Help! in Bond Street in 1965, the director asked him to run into Asprey, the luxury jewellers, through one door and out of another. On the way, he contrived to spend some £600 — the equivalent of £20,000 today.

This is not, of course, the Lennon that his fans choose to remember. The real Lennon, we are often told, was an artist, an idealist, an ascetic who disdained possessions and rejected the hypocrisies of capitalism.

But this is nonsense. The real John Lennon always craved money. When their manager, Brian Epstein, secured them their first contract with record company EMI, Lennon’s telegram simply asked: ‘When are we going to be millionaires?’

As for political idealism, for most of his early life he never showed the slightest interest. As an art student he didn’t join the Labour Party, go on CND marches or demonstrate against apartheid.

It was only after he had fulfilled his primary ambition to become very rich that he began to indulge his artistic, political and spiritual enthusiasms.

There’s more.  When that other foul-smelling hippie Yoko Ono arrived on the scene, it seems Lennon dived deeper into his hypocrisy and became more annoying.

It was in this capacity, as a self-appointed prophet of world peace, that Lennon wrote Imagine. Ironically, the hymn to purity and simplicity was recorded in the purpose-built studio at his country house, Tittenhurst Park in Ascot.

The couple had bought the house with its cottages, magnificent gardens and 72 acres of land from the entrepreneur and chocolate heir Sir Peter Cadbury. It was an incongruously splendid setting from which to lecture the world on the importance of no possessions.

I am of the age where more than a few of my high school teachers all but deified Lennon and the Beatles.  I never cared for most of their stuff, for myriad reasons, and when I mentioned that to one fawning English teacher Freshman year, I was curtly informed that I could consider myself uneducated until I could appreciate their genius, particularly that of John Lennon.   When Lennon was shot in 1980, another teacher told us it would be a defining moment in our lives.  Words cannot express how wrong both of them were.

Some visitors were struck by the contrast between his millionaire lifestyle and the sentiments of his most famous song. Elton John was astounded to discover that Yoko had a specially refrigerated room just for her fur coats.

In 1980, to mark Lennon’s 40th birthday, Elton sent him a little verse: ‘Imagine six apartments / It isn’t hard to do / One is full of fur coats / The other’s full of shoes.’

An older friend, the Beatles’ former personal assistant Neil Aspinall, once heard Lennon moaning about the costs of running his business empire. ‘Imagine no possessions, John,’ Aspinall said.  Lennon glared back.  ‘It’s only a bloody song,’ he said.

So in the end, John Lennon was indeed a music pioneer.  He was one of the first mega-stars of Rock and Roll who was in actuality a fraud; an annoying, self-centered jackwagon who needed someone to kick some of his teeth out for his troubles.    All I can hope is that those teachers of my youth, now long retired, had some kind of epiphany at some point and realized “Geez, this guy was an a-hole!”
Which makes me appreciate Blutarsky even more.


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The Oregon Shooter, Lies and Omissions


We finally have the name of the murderer in Oregon.  Media outlets have assiduously avoided revealing his race in any of the two dozen articles I have read, but in this internet age, the name almost always comes with a picture.  Chris Harper Mercer, 26, was a mixed-race man who loaded up with weapons and went into a Community College  classroom in Oregon with the intent to kill.  If Barack Obama had a son, he would look a lot more like Chris Harper Mercer than he would Trayvon Martin.  Unlike his sickeningly racist moralizing on that occasion, Obama managed to leave that detail out of his demand for further measures to disarm the law-abiding, with some false promise that draconian gun laws stop criminals from obtaining and using guns.

According to multiple sources, (WSJ and NY Post). Mercer then proceeded to ask his hostages what religion they were.  Those who replied “Christian” were shot in the head.  It is highly likely that those details were known to Barack Obama before his gun-grabbing harangue this evening shortly after 1820 EDT.  He managed to leave that out, too.  Had the reports been that the shooter had singled out gays, I am quite certain that Obama would have opened with that tidbit.

MINUTES after the 2012 shooting in the theater in Aurora, Colorado, suspect James Holmes was incorrectly identified on national broadcasts as a white male, with right-wing Tea Party affiliations.  All of it was untrue.  Within the hour the suspect in the Giffords shooting was identified as a white male Veteran.  Again, untrue.  Loughner was, in fact, a man with Communist and anarchist affiliations.  Here?  A bi-racial man who singled out Christians is not identified to the public for several hours.

Despite his identifying and killing Christians, echoing a number of massacres in Nigeria and other places perpetrated by Muslims, we have no word as to Mercer’s political or religious affiliations, if any.  I have a difficult time believing at this late hour that such affiliations aren’t known.  While the statement that no motive has been established may be true this evening, we should recall such a statement about unclear motives was made MONTHS after radical Muslim Army Major Nidal Hasan killed thirteen soldiers and civilians while shouting “Allahu Akbar!” in the 2009 Fort Hood Massacre.  Remember also, the incident was categorized by the Obama Administration as “workplace violence”.   Whether Harper killed in the name of another religion or killed in the name of the all-too pervasive and despairing Godlessness, it is he, and not the guns, certainly not MY guns, that is responsible.  But given the absolute dishonesty of both the media and this Administration, any inconvenient facts will be hard to come by until they have been able to disseminate their malignant version of events.

This evening, Barack Obama categorized our Second Amendment rights, the founders’ intent for the last redress of the People against the tyranny of government, as a “gun culture that made no sense”.  This from an Administration whose Justice Department ran hundreds of guns to drug cartels in Mexico resulting in the death of hundreds of Mexican citizens and at least one US Border patrol agent, and whose apparatus of State has gone about arming thousands who vow our destruction in some hopelessly foolish scheme to overthrow Russia’s ally in Syria.

Before the families can even begin to grieve for their loss, Barack Obama used the horrible tragedy to further his leftist agenda to eliminate the ability of We the People to resist a government that has become maliciously destructive of our liberty.  His promises to the fearful that such incidents as this, particularly if what I strongly suspect is what transpired, can be “stopped” by infringing on the rights of the innocent, are lies.  They are but a Faustian bargain that would transform us (!) into subjects rather than citizens.  Nothing short.  Worse, not a word, not a thought, not a flicker of recognition from Barack Obama for  the courage of those who stood and proclaimed their faith in the very face of death.  They were martyred, on American soil, for their beliefs.

When We the People cannot resist because we have allowed our liberties and our right to bear arms erode out of fear engendered by such a charlatan as this, we will see what is really in store for us.  Me, I will keep my last redress against the tyranny of the Barack Obamas and Hillary Clintons.  Or die trying.  Because I will not live defenseless under the tyranny of such a man as the shameful snake-oil salesman who this evening took to the airwaves to spew his lies and half-truths to once again convince us to trade our liberty for safety.



The Oregon Tragedy

Someone, identified only as a 20-year old male, brought a gun into a gun-free zone, walked into an Umpqua Community College classroom full of students, and ordered everyone to state their religion.  He them began shooting them, presumably based on the responses to which religion each person was.  Up to fifteen people are reported dead, twenty wounded.  Pray for them, the wounded and the souls of those killed, and for their loved ones.

I doubt severely whether the suspect, reportedly dead, was a white male.  Had he been, we would have heard about the “white male” shooter in short order.  The shooter’s name, undoubtedly known already, is also being withheld.  Other speculation I will not make, as too much is unknown.  Pray also for our Republic, that it can survive the corrosive sham of the Obama Administration, whose spokesman proceeded to push for the curtailment of the Constitutional liberties of a free people before a single shred of information about the shooter or the motive or the weapon was known publicly.  He and his ilk are beneath contempt.

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Second Amendment Hypocrisy


He claims to need all of those to protect him from us.  But really we need ours to protect us from HIM.  And his ilk.

H/T Brian P.



It’s Over: Yogi Berra Dies at 90


Sad news on the sports legends front this morning.  Hall of Fame catcher Yogi Berra has passed away at age 90.  One of the greatest catchers of all time, Berra was a 15-time all-star in 19 seasons, a three-time American League MVP who was the heart and soul of some of the great Yankees teams of the 50s.  Lawrence Peter Berra was born on May 12th, 1925, in St Louis, MO.  He was a childhood friend and teammate of fellow catcher Joe Garagiola, who thought that the homely Berra looked strikingly like the Maharishi Yogi pictured in a newsreel story that played between movies during one Saturday Matinee.  And the most recognizable nickname in sport was born.

Short and stocky, five-foot seven and almost 190 pounds, his frame belied a grace and athleticism rare in a catcher.  His physical strength was legendary, as was his ability to avoid striking out.  In 1950, a year in which he hit 28 home runs and batted .322, Berra struck out only twelve times in 636 plate appearances, an astoundingly low figure.  (In comparison, one 2015 Red Sox hitter, Mike Napoli, struck out twelve times in a three game series on two separate occasions.)  Berra got his teams to the World Series a mind-boggling fourteen times in his 19 seasons, winning ten World Series rings.  After his playing career, Berra was a manager and coach for many years, finally retiring in the early 1990s.

Of course, Berra was known to many outside baseball as the author of an seemingly endless list of funny sayings, such as “it gets late early out there”, and “It ain’t over til it’s over”.  Once asked by Joe DiMaggio what time it was, Berra supposedly replied “Do ya mean right now?”  That persona belied a man of shrewd baseball knowledge, and on teams with DiMaggio, Mantle, Whitey Ford, Billy Martin, and Elston Howard, Berra was considered the most baseball savvy.  He was also a talented outfielder, playing left field when Howard began his catching career.

Like so many ballplayers of his generation, Yogi Berra served his country in World War II, a Gunner’s Mate in the US Navy who manned a rocket-firing landing craft off the Normandy beaches on D-Day.  Berra remained very proud of his Navy service, and spoke often of it in his later years.

Yogi was also, by all accounts, a genuine and kind gentleman.  He was known for treating everyone well, and for his humility and his humor.  His is a loss, he was one of the greats of our national pastime, and an American icon.



We All Need a Puppy Break!


Imploring brown eyes!  Fluffy ears!  Puppy-breath and a baby belly!!!  Life doesn’t get much better.  Not afraid to say I let loose with a manly SQUEE…



Load HEAT- Lexi Thompson

“How come you’re watching women’s golf?”










Because I enjoy good golf, of course…  and because there are young players like Lexi Thompson on the course.  Sexy Lexi is one of the top young players on the LPGA tour, having won four times since 2012, with a boatload of top-ten finishes, including today’s second-place -10 at the Evian.  She and her lovely tour colleagues, like Natalie Gulbis, Michelle Wie, Morgan Pressel, Stacy Lewis, and others, have changed the image of the LPGA tour, proving that female athletes can be incredibly skilled and still be very feminine and über-attractive.

Lexi, who weighs half as much as I do, hits the ball off the tee almost as far as I do, about 269 yards, on average, good for 4th in driving distance on the LPGA tour.  (I suspect strongly she doesn’t yank-hook quite as many as I do, nor overcompensate and push it OB right on the next hole, either.)  She swings so hard, her heels come off the ground, yet still manages to control the shot.  Try THAT on a driving range, folks.  To use a technical golf term, she mashes the crap out of the ball.  And she has a superb short game, 4th also in greens in regulation.

Who said golf was boring?

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