A Comey/FBI/Hillary metaphor…


Want to know how it is I feel with this Comey/FBI/Hillary Clinton dog and pony show?


I feel like I was thrust into the middle of a volleyball game.


It’s a pendulum of duplicity.



“Since my letter, the FBI investigative team has been working around the clock to process and review a large volume of emails from a device obtained in connection with an unrelated criminal investigation,” Comey wrote today. “During that process we revirewed all of the communications that were to or from Hillary Clinton while she was Secretary of State.

“Based on our review, we have not changed our conclusions that we expressed in July with respect to Secretary Clinton,” he wrote.



It’s as if I materialized in the middle of an active volleyball court and I find I’m trying to recreate the flow of the game based on what little I’ve learned during my abrupt entrance and one side lobs the ball up for an easy, rehearsed spike in order to allow the opposition to win…


Set up.  Spike.



Why does the Left (the Saints of Tolerance) turn violent when triggered by all things Trump?


Don’t you love those peaceful lefties?


They yap on about equality and fairness and open-minded tolerance but they just can’t seem to abide by Donald Trump. Donald Trump’s greatest contribution is that he’s roused the left-wing from its self-inflicted pacifist slumber; they are revealing themselves. The rock has been overturned and the sun has exposed the liberal vermin.










Hao Lee’s truck sports (or sported) two Donald Trump bumper-stickers, and he discovered Saturday just what a risky endeavor such a display of free expression can expose one to during this American election.



Hao Lee took his 2-year-old son fishing in Sacramento and parked his truck, a white Dodge Ram that displayed two Trump stickers on its bumper, across the street.

“About a couple hours into fishing I heard someone yelling out ‘F’ Trump,” Lee told KTXL.

Lee and his son were near the edge of the river, only 50 yards away from where his truck was parked.

“After that I heard glass breaking, I called 911 and a couple of minutes later I saw smoke,” he said.

Lee didn’t move from his spot near the water, because he wanted to make sure his son was safe.

By the time Lee approached the truck, the commotion and voices were gone and his truck was up in flames.




I’ve driven around Los Angeles since May with a Donald Trump decal affixed to my rear window. I’ve been shouted down a few times and thumbs-upped a couple more, but luckily, firebombing has not been part of the greeting committee.


It’s obvious that liberals, the self-avowed Saints of Tolerance, have no self-restraint or maturity. Hillary’s base, indeed.