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Suddenly, Barack Obama wants to ban AK-47 “assault” weapons because they belong only on “the battlefield of war,” even though the LEGAL AK-47s in the U.S. are dressed-up 22-caliber semi-automatic rifles NOT used in war. New York's Nanny Mayor Mike Bloomberg wants America’s police to go on strike until the federal government adopts stricter gun laws, although I would expect that if his own security police went on strike he’d become a little nervous. Lanny Davis, former special counsel to Bill Clinton, told Sean Hannity on the radio Tuesday that the federal government should be tracking the purchase of weapons...

Why would Americans buy 150,000 more guns last month than a year ago? All told, gun sales, which skyrocketed in 2008 in advance of the presidential election then fell back somewhat to normal in 2009, are up 27% overall this year compared with 2011 numbers.

This is no longer America. You no longer have the opportunity for the American Dream. You, we, me -- we're all slaves now. The Supreme Court of the United States of America has just made it official. Congress has abandoned you. The executive branch has abandoned you. SCOTUS has abandoned you. The lapdog media has abandoned you.

Just like Patrick Frey (Patterico), RS McCain, and Erick Erickson, Aaron Worthing was put in a position tonight where he had to defend his family ... with words. He was swatted. Maybe it was Brett Kimberlin. Maybe it wasn't. could you be next ... just for exercising your First Amendment? (Updates throughout; Aaron's story is at the end of the post).

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?You been out campaigning for so long nowOh, you're a weak oneThough we know you think you're JesusThis money you beg forYou won't find it somehow

It's time for Barack Obama to shed some tears. The wheels are coming off his rainbow covered bus. It's all falling apart. Come January, you'll see David Axelrod as a pall bearer, hoisting the coffin of a dead presidency on its way out of the District of Criminals.

By now, you probably know that President Barack Obama invoked executive privilege to stall Congress' attempt to get Attorney General Eric Holder to fork over documents in the Fast and Furious Scandal. You probably also know, by now, that Obama explicitly spoke out against executive privilege before he was president, saying "the American people need to know what's going on," in yet another classic "do as I say, not as I do" moment brought to you by the first dictator in the history of the United States. But did you know the president has to be involved in a situation...

We’re losing a war, men, and I’m not talking about the war for the White House. It’s a war on manhood. First there were bronies, men who watch and worship the TV show My Little Pony. Now, just when you thought you it was safe to pull your mancard out of your wallet and act like a caveman, comes mantyhose. Yes. Pantyhose for men. Control top for your tummy. Fashionable nylon to flash beneath your shorts. Outright insanity if you’ve ever considered yourself a man.

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Minister of Disinformation Jay Carney and the rest of Barack Obama's minions are running scared. For the first time in a long time the national press called Obama out yesterday, for his "doing just fine" comment last week on the state of the private sector economy. (Except Juan Williams, who parroted Obama, his central processing unit showing its usual signs of damage.) Carney's response to the press: "you all ought to do your jobs and report on the context" of Obama's gaffe.

Zombie politicians began devouring our lives, our freedoms, our human-ness long before the images of freaked out psychopaths scrolled across our 50-inch TV screens, the very ones on which we watched Jeopardy and American Idol and Jersey Shore, while zombie cannibals in our local municipalities and state capitols and the District of Criminals gutted us from within. And it wasn't even surreptitious. The gutting occurred before our very eyes. We were just too blind to see. Now we live on life support: HDTV, Xbox, takeout Chinese. We get fat from Big Gulps and digital over-stimulation, as we bleed our insides...

DISTRICT OF CRIMINALS -- Fresh off blowing hot air at the press about the dire need to move U.S. energy dependence from oil to algae, President Barack Downgrade Obama today took daring steps, naming Batboy as the nation’s first Algae Czar. In his first official decree, Batboy, who has lived openly in public for 27 years as Congresscriminal Henry Waxman from California, announced the president will issue an executive order later today to create the Dental Algae Reclamation Project, to be funded by confiscated tax returns of the 1%. Read More

Senator Robert C. Byrd (D-WV) died early this morning at Inova Hospital in Fairfax, Va. Upon arriving in Hell, he was immediately appointed KKK Grand Dragon. Byrd was greeted at the gates of Hell by long-time friend Ted Kennedy, who made an unsuccessful bid for president of Hell last year shortly after his own arrival.

Opining today that the Gulf oil disaster is the perfect crisis with which to force cleaner, renewable, and un-Godly expensive and cost-ineffective sources of energy down our throats, Paul McCartney could have stopped there. But he didn't:

In the Gulf where it was born,Lived an oil spill that fouled the sea,And they tried to end its life,But they were useless, BP, So He golfed and took vacation,Then He ate to get his fill,And the crisis spun out of control,And now we call it His oil spill,

When BO sits down with Gen. Stanley McChrystal today for a beer summit over the Afghanistan war chief’s loose lips, he’ll just be trying to knock me off the front pages. On the one hand, I’m impressed with the swift and bold action he’s taking with McChrystal. If criticizing BO was all it took to get his prompt attention, I would have started this blog a lot sooner than three weeks ago. Then maybe the effort to kick my *** would be a lot further along. But the fact is, even if BO manages to give McChrystal a pink slip...

I'm beginning to convince myself that BO has forgotten all about being a "really good one-term president." He wants to be number 1, all right. No doubt about it ... but he's looking for a top finish at the bottom, to be lower than Jimmy Carter, the worst president ever – until now.The parallels are striking, until you examine them further. Then you find out BO is so far in front, if there were a 10-run rule in presidential stupidity, the umpires would stop the game and declare BO winner.

It's day 61. I'm still here. No one's kicked my *** yet. Not even close. Oh, my employer claims to be kicking my ***. BP sucked up or burned off 25,000 barrels of me yesterday. It's an impressive figure, I must say ... because it's at least the amount I'm still gushing into the Gulf every day, if not more. But don't take my word for it. Want to have a better visual than the spill cam in the sidebar to your right? Here's another way to see what 25,000 barrels a day heading for your coastline looks like.

After his boss made such so many friends the day before, my boss found some small people to meet today, Day 59 -- members of Congress. Yesterday the bosses met with even smaller people, the BO Regime. Naturally, all the small people had really big things to say. They're really good at making big talk.

There he was, in the glare of the spotlight, behind the great resolute desk (for a change, without his shoes propped up), delivering his first Oval Office speech, attempting to project a demeanor of calm and competence and leadership. Except I couldn't help but think he looked like a cockroach dressed as a used car salesman desperate for a sale, trying to con the American people into thinking that he was kicking my ***, so he could skitter safely back into his crack in the wall after the camera went dark.