While law enforcement officials and even many in his own party in Washington and elsewhere were calling the Orlando shootings an act of terrorism, loopy Florida 8th Congressional District Congressman Alan Grayson, D-Orlando, immediately jumped in front of TV cameras and called the attack a “hate crime” because the shooting happened at a gay club.Grayson made the statement with no evidence to back it up and before authorities had a chance to investigate.
“It’s no coincidence the attack took place where it did and when it did,” he said. This is another reason why Floridians should not embarrass themselves and cast a vote for this out-of-touch and dangerous nutcase, who is running for Senator Marco Rubio’s U.S. Senate seat.
This loon and Jacksonville’s 4th Congressional District’s Corrine Brown (D-FL) are the Laurel & Hardy of Florida politics shinning a national spotlight of shame and embarrassment on the state and are perfect examples of the elected officials that Donald Trump is talking about when he says: “They don’t have a clue.”
And as for those delusional politicians that think stricter gun laws would help prevent Islamic terrorist slaughters of this nature in the future, then why did France suffer 130 casualties since that country has some of the strictest gun laws in the world and the Muslim savages there used fully automatic weapons rather than semi-automatics. In the tragedy of 9/11 that resulted in more than 3,000 deaths as well as the Boston Marathon bombing not a single gun was involved. These are not gun rights issues. They are acts of war.
It’s time to clean out of the current den of worthless do-nothing, corrupt, politically correct and incompetent politicians of both parties in Washington, declare war on Islamic terrorism and destroy those Muslim terrorists before they kill any more of us, no matter what the current inept occupant of the White House and his lackeys say or think.
Obama won’t even acknowledge the enemy, even refusing to call the radical Islamic savages by their name. In order to defeat an enemy you have to identify them. Franklin Roosevelt and his fellow Democrats didn’t refer to the Germans and Japanese as “violent extremists” as Obama calls the Muslim murderers. He called them Japanese and Germans. Obama is angry alright but at the wrong people spouting off at Donald Trump and American gun owners or any others that disagree with his twisted thinking.
As New York Post columnist Michael Goodwin said “As The iconic redeemer who promised hope and change never seemed so small and hopeless. America saw Barack Obama at low tide yesterday (6-14-2016), revealed as brimming with fury and bankrupt of ideas and even sympathy for the dead. The man who had an answer for everything and a solution to nothing is now also out of excuses.”
“And,” asks Goodwin, “why are the moderate American Muslims Obama is always defending almost all silent in the face of unspeakable horrors committed in the name of their religion. Obama’s only passion is reserved for criticism of Americans who don’t see things his way.”
Not only did this oblivious President use the Orlando tragedy to emphasize gun control but he even suggested that Americans should be more tolerant of the LGBT community, when it is the Muslim religion and its Sharia Law that dictates these folks should be put to death. And Hillary just nods her empty bobble-head in agreement. Their weakness, inane comments and inaction only encourage more terrorist attacks against all Americans. We should be very afraid.
Speaking of Lousy Politicians: So far people officially filing to run for Ocean Highway and Port Authority District 1, are former Fernandina Beach City Commissioner Pat Gass; former candidate for Fernandina Beach City Commission Ed Coop; Bob Sturgess; and fired Fernandina Beach Marina Manager and former far left News-Leader ranter Coleman (The Goldfish) Langshaw, a chronic whiner who used his News-Leader space to cry sour grapes over his dismissal as marina manager and criticize those who successfully succeeded him. District 2 candidates are: Danny Fullwood (incumbent) and Jimmy Dubberly, both Republicans. Despite the fact that having the loopy Langshaw as an elected official would provide great blog copy, it would create such havoc and chaos for the Port Authority District that a vote for this loser would be like poking your neighbors in the eye with a sharp stick. And Pat Gass? Didn’t we have enough of her and the imaginary friends that reside in her head when she served one very bizarre term on the Fernandina Beach City Commission? For me it’s either Coop or Sturgess. I’m not sure about District 2 yet. More on this as the election nears.
Sideline Bimbo Alert: While watching the NCAA Super Regional baseball tournament between Florida State and Florida this week I was annoyed that the games were constantly interrupted by a mindless woman who was provided an ESPN microphone and popped up every three or four innings to interview some poor unsuspecting spectator or coach and pepper them with asinine questions, most unrelated to the game. This giggling, grinning Erin Andrews wannabe babbled on and on while the game was still in progress and at one point managed to trap FSU Head Football Coach Jimbo Fisher in the stands and ask him such earth shaking game interrupting questions as “What kind of advice do you give FSU Baseball Coach Mike Martin and does he offer you advice for your team?” My already high admiration for Fisher increased even further as he not only tolerated this twaddle but did it with a smile. Just what exactly does the network think it is accomplishing with this kind of senseless nonsense besides annoying its viewers? If I’m missing something here please tell me what.
Things I Don’t Understand: Flipping through a local magazine the other day I decided to read the ads to see how persuasive they were in convincing readers like me to take an interest in the services and products being offered.
First of all to get my interest I obviously need to be able to actually read the ad, and if I can’t the company has wasted its money as the worst ads, in my opinion, were those that place small white typeface over a light blue background because no matter how much I squinted it was impossible to decipher. One ad like that featured a photo of a woman and a horse on the beach and the name of the company and its other locations, but I have no idea what they are selling as I couldn’t read the list of products or services.
Another ad I found confusing was by a firm that apparently loans money because it said it was a lender, but it doesn’t appear to be a bank or a credit union and there was nobody listed named Guido. I’m not sure exactly what it is, but I suppose I could call one of the 10 people whose tiny mug shots, titles, email addresses and phone numbers were featured to find out. But who do I select? The prettiest gal, the guy with the beard, the older looking fellow or the guy with the tie? No interest rates, terms, conditions, or amounts were mentioned.
The copy for a full-page, four-color ad for a home builder could just as well have been for beer, used cars, aluminum siding or corned beef hash since the copy was nothing more than a litany of meaningless blah, blah that included the following: “With a set of Core Values that includes respect, integrity, quality, heart, and a personal commitment to set customer satisfaction above all else. They are rethinking the status quo and setting high goals with their team to go above and beyond….” There is nothing there that would make me rush out and have them build me a house. As a cure for insomnia it might work, but otherwise the copy, which also contained an astounding 18 typos, was totally meaningless blather, and if the home builder got one call, it was probably from someone at the magazine trying to sell them another ad next month after promising to fix the typos.
The ads for restaurants tried to get too clever and flowery leaving out the most important element: what’s on the menu. However, the ads that jumped out at me and explained without wasting words what they do, were the ones for boat and jet ski rentals and local cruises.
The Greatest? The late Muhammad Ali (aka Cassius Clay) proclaimed himself “The Greatest” so often the name stuck with sports writers and others, but in my book he is far from being “great” at anything but boxing and even in that he wasn’t number one. Joe Louis and Sugar Ray Robinson hold that distinction.
I had just ended my military duty as the Vietnam War was quickly escalating and Ali, who was drafted, decided that he didn’t “have a quarrel with those Viet Cong” and refused to be inducted into the U.S. Army. He became a draft dodger and in my book the greatest draft dodger and obnoxious loud mouth in America.
The title “The Greatest” belongs to athletes like Ted Williams, the best hitter ever in baseball, who flew combat missions in both World War II and Korea; Hall of Famer Warren Spahn, the best left handed pitcher ever, who fought in World War II’s Battle of the Bulge and received a Purple Heart for his wounds; Yogi Berra, who served as a U.S. Navy gunner’s mate during the World War II Normandy invasion; the Pittsburgh Steelers’ Rocky Bleier who, following his rookie season with the Pittsburgh Steelers in 1968, was drafted and wounded by a sniper and grenade shrapnel in Vietnam but recovered and played in two Super Bowls; Bob Kalso, who was an eighth round draft pick by the Buffalo Bills from the University of Oklahoma, and started every game of his rookie season. He was killed in Vietnam in 1970 when his unit came under heavy mortar fire; Legendary Dallas Cowboy Coach Tom Landry who served in the Army Air Forces during World War II and co-piloted B-17 Flying Fortress Bombers on more than 30 combat missions – and even walked away from a crash landing after his plane ran out of fuel; Arizona Cardinals safety Pat Tillman, who In the wake of the September 11 terrorist attacks in 2001, gave up a career that was netting him millions of dollars to join the Army Rangers and was killed by friendly fire in Afghanistan; Joe Louis, who was the greatest boxer who ever lived, donated the purses from two fights — nearly $100,000 — to the Army and Navy relief societies in 1942 and the joined the Army later that year. He would embark upon a schedule of staging 96 boxing exhibitions during nearly four years of service but if they had handed him a machine gun he would have gladly performed that duty too said his son Joe Louis Barrow Jr. If he had been inducted Ali would not have been sent into combat, but more than likely been assigned to a special services organization like Louis.
Louis and the other athletes mentioned above were the greatest and members of the Greatest Generation, not loud mouth draft dodgers.
Drinking, Dining & Dancing: The new downtown North 3rd St. Sabbia Mediterranean Food is conducting a “soft opening” and the sign in the window says it will eventually be open every day but Mondays. The most expensive item on the extensive “street food” menu was $12 for Shrimp Santorini, butterfly shrimp baked in white wine sauce and served over couscous. Patrons have a wide choice of pita and dips ranging from $4 to $4.50 as well as souvlaki and gyros, a variety of salads, sandwiches and specialties including olives and feta, shrimp and crab fritters, Sicilian sausages and much more. Draft and bottled beers and wine are also available. Linda picked me up another trio of Muffuletta sliders from Sandy Bottoms Sunday and I’m hoping they’ll keep them on the menu permanently as they are really, really good and a bargain at 10 bucks that includes a side.