If Donald Trump needs any help fulfilling his promise to build a wall along the U.S-Mexico border, he’ll find a volunteer in Ohio.
Jim Spurlino, owner of Middletown, Ohio’s Spurlino Materials and a candidate for Ohio’s 8th Congressional District, offered to send his company’s “mobile concrete plants” to the border to build a barricade that prevents immigrants from coming across illegally.
“The nation needs a concrete-strong border to protect patriotic Americans from foreign terrorists and illegal job-snatchers,” Spurlino said in a statement Monday.
I thought that was great, but then out of nowhere Spurlino released this information:
“These professional politicians must fear me,” Spurlino said. “I’m not perfect, but I’ll be honest with the voters.”
Spurlino, the owner of Spurlino Materials in Middletown, did not elaborate on what details could have ruined his reputation. He did say it stemmed from the end of a previous marriage.
Spurlino has been divorced twice, according to court records. His most recent divorce came in 2013.
“I would hope that this campaign and my opponents would stick to the issues,” he said. “That’s what I know the voters want to hear about.”
Spurlino called the tactics “cloak and dagger crazy stuff,” before alleging one of his opponents also has stalked his 16-year-old daughter on social media.
“I really can’t believe that kind of stuff happens,” he said.
Spurlino says in his campaign website he and his current wife have raised eight children together.
Neither Spurlino nor anyone on his campaign staff was immediately available for comment.
Talk about mixed messages. On one hand Spurlino appeared to be a Trump-like candidate, who was ready to fight, but then he was a victim of blackmail playing a sympathy card. It seemed like two different people who is a huge alarm to me. I was relieved in a way to find that the situation wasn’t some kind of embarrassing sexual indiscretion because that is a major no, no for me. If a man can’t keep his house in order at home, they won’t be worth anything as a public candidate. Child support can be a serious issue as well, but often that kind of thing can be screwed up by government accounting, which happens more than people might think. I have a big problem with our social trend toward the courts mediating in family affairs. I mean just recently a Butler County judge favored a swingers club in West Chester ruling against the trustees—so the courts can be just as screwed up as anybody. The best way to avoid it is to not get divorced. Spurlino has been married three times and that is a problem, but so has Trump—who I do support. So if I believe in the candidate, I can overlook some things. But once you let the government-run your family and divide up finances, it’s over, they rule over your family and its affairs and I can see how someone could end up in trouble with a government-run child support agency controlled by incompetent employees like those found at the BMV.
I spoke to Jim’s campaign manager for a while and we talked about a lot of things, including who he thinks sabotaged Spurlino with the alleged blackmail and I can believe it. If Spurlino brands himself as a Trump-type candidate strong on immigration, there are a lot of establishment types in Butler County who would have a big problem with him. I can see them trying to destroy a candidate who made big news for a local race in USA Today. I remember when I made it into a Forbes article over a political issue and saw how the other side reacted with an eye bleeding vengeance filled with panic—there was never a more ruthless attempt to destroy a person just for being a good person. If Spurlino could evoke that kind of anger against the establishment, he’d do a good service to conservatism. But he can’t do that if he puts out a couple of campaign videos trying to apologize for something to get out ahead of a story that appears not to be a very big deal—it’s a family issue that looks like it’s been resolved within the family. The courts might be in a fuss, but that is likely because they are idiots. By trying to deal with the issue in a clandestine fashion it provoked a liberal Dayton Daily News reporter to do a lot of digging to find out what the big secret was—which turned out to be far less scandalous than it might have otherwise been.
Just a bit of advice and this goes for anybody. If someone slips an envelope under your door trying to hang you for something—well the best thing is to be as squeaky clean as possible so you never have to worry about such a thing. But if it does happen, attack. Attack, attack, and attack until the person who did it to you is having nightmares about you. Never let up and drive them into the ground so that they can never get up. That is my policy and a lot of people have had to learn the hard way. They read here every day hoping that somehow some way that I’ll stumble and fall so they can peek their heads above the ground in some way once again. And I’d say to Spurlino, if you are a tough guy, then be one. Don’t play politics with losers and let your aggression fly loose. If you have what it takes to work in Trump’s wake, then be bold and hit hard. If you don’t get elected this time, so what. Just don’t play it safe. We have enough people who have been elected to the 8th District who were just pacifists looking for a stable job. We need fighters in modern politics and the best test of that is in how you deal with people who try to challenge you on the campaign trail. If someone did you wrong—destroy them. Don’t complain about it, just take care of it.
Apparently Judge Craig Hedric from Butler County loves sexually charged environments intended to corrupt the morality of the human race through sheer decadence and meandering ambiguity. While the Champagne Club from the god forsaken hell hole of Ft. Wayne, Indiana could have more appropriately located their swingers club in the diabolically ruined neighboring Fairfield area, they picked West Chester just across the border to take a swipe at the family wholesomeness that the people and management there have carefully nurtured for over three decades. Sadly, Judge Hedric, who is nearly a neighbor of mine and is an avid sports fan decided that he wanted to allow a progressive intrusion into the neighboring southern township—perhaps for closer proximity. You just never know about people these days, even judges from conservative areas. West Chester trustees wisely tried to fight back the intrusion but the law was interpreted by Hedric in the following fashion as reported by Channel 9 News.
WEST CHESTER TOWNSHIP, Ohio — Butler County Pleas Judge Craig Hedric ruled Tuesday that West Chester Township officials improperly rescinded a permit for a planned swinger’s club.
After a swell of community outrage surrounding the upcoming opening of the Champagne Club, West Chester Township trustees approved a moratorium on “sexual encounter establishments” in November.
The West Chester Board of Trustees considered and approved a moratorium on the licensing and permitting of “sexual encounter establishments” and similar uses in the Township, according to spokeswoman Barb Wilson.
The owners of the Champagne Club out of Fort Wayne, Indiana, wanted to open a second location in West Chester Township before 2016, but the moratorium barred them from obtaining a permit to do so.
“Our clients, when they went in there, were very open — they said precisely what it was they were going to do,” said attorney Tim Burke, who represents the Champagne Club’s owners. “They were assured they were in compliance, then the trustees got public pressure from folks who didn’t like, who didn’t think this was a morally appropriate use.”
In response to Tuesday’s ruling, West Chester Township Administrator Judi Boyko issued a statement saying “In all things, West Chester endeavors to execute in good faith, in compliance with all laws and rules, and with the best interests of the community in mind.
“West Chester respects the judicial appeals process and today’s ruling by the judge will be taken into account moving forward. With regard to the specific details of this case, West Chester does not comment on litigation.”
West Chester might respect the judicial interpretation of the law, but I don’t. The only way someone could possible side in favor of such a skanky low class-operation as the Champagne Club is if they sympathize with the swinging lifestyle. I remember specifically how Larry Flint targeted Monroe with his Hustler of Hollywood store after he played out his years in jail after the fight with Cincinnati over his Hustler stores there. You might remember the movie ThePeople VS. Larry Flint, which showed the issue from the point of view of Flint and his diabolical desire to erode away morality under the flag of free speech. Monroe tried to fight him, but they lost in a similar fashion being forced to host the embarrassment that has forever limited Monroe as a city. Even though the little town along I-75 has tried to bring in classy establishments like the Cincinnati Premium Outlets, Richards Pizza, and the famous Touch Down Jesus statue, it is still an exit with a prison, a casino, and an adult sex shop—making it forever nothing but an overly glorified truck stop.
Newport on the Levy tried to revitalize the horrendous reputation of that city across the river from Cincinnati, but has fallen well short. There are still strip houses and illicit activity in Newport and that has permanently put on the handcuffs of profitable growth going into the future, because their reputation was and is so bad. You can’t polish a piece of shit. You can dress it up nice, and Newport on the Levy is very nice. But outside of quarter-mile of that shopping destination, Newport is still little Vegas—as it was when the mob ruled it years ago. It’s just a much more watered down version.
People don’t want sex in their backyards. I’m sure there are plenty of West Chester couples who go to Cancun for scandalous vacations at the Temptations resort or to Vegas for three-way sex with some object of their desire. Many people in West Chester and Liberty Township routinely go to New York where on Times Square women now walk around topless not caring if children see. The internet is crawling with sex, so who is Craig Hedric to judge when the law presents an opening to favorable interpretation? Well here’s the difference Hedric, the Champagne Club’s advocates are vile, evil, parasites seeking to lick the rot off the weaknesses of some of the best people of West Chester and they picked that location to stick it into the eye of all us wholesome moralists who seek refuge in one of the greatest places on the planet, the Miami Valley specifically of eastern Butler County.
I view swingers as sick people. They typically are losers who get bored easily and put entirely too much emphasis on sex in their relationships. It is low-level spiritual ambitions that I consider intellectually equitable to a baby in its first few months out of a mother’s womb. Actually it’s worse. A baby only wants what its biological impulses desire, to eat, to dispel of digestive activity, and to be cared for by someone who can move it around until it can do so on its own. The sad thing with children occurs when their sex drive kicks in during adolescence and their brains no longer function toward intellectual growth, but toward sexual fulfillment—to satisfy the biological urge to procreate. The smart thing to do in life is to never allow your mind to stop growing and to develop healthy attitudes about sex. Have it, enjoy it, but don’t wrap your life around it. Not just marriage, but sex should be between a man and a woman end of story. Anything else and you are spending too much time on sexual activity. If sex occupies more than 1% of your total week, there is something wrong with you. You can have sex with a spouse four or five times a week for an hour or so and be perfectly fine. But if you are going to someplace like the Champagne Club for three or four hours on a Friday night, then spending an additional two or three hours with somebody else’s spouse, you are wasting too much time on sex and it is bringing imbalance to your life. Sex then becomes an extremely disastrous enterprise at that point.
Who in their right mind would want something like that in one of the best places to live in North American—and West Chester is—along with Liberty Township—where Hedric lives. Dayton is already a dump and there are several swinger clubs there. They help keep that region an armpit of disgust. Why would you want it in such a nice area? The only answer that there is comes from the actions of the perpetrators. They, like Larry Flint, want to spread their corruption to a new recruiting base to destroy and ruin many more people to fulfill their selfish and infantile needs for physical gratification through sexual action. So to me Larry Flint and Judge Craig Hedric are one in the same. Both used the law to destroy morality because they could–rather than functioning from the higher thoughts of philosophy rather than the primal desires of sex. Swinger clubs have an impact on real estate values. They have an impact on commerce. And they have an impact on the sanctity of a region. I often entertain people from out of the country and let me tell you this; it would be embarrassing to explain to them that there is a swinger club in West Chester. When visiting their countries you never see it. Sure it’s there—but it’s carefully hidden because it is shameful. It’s shameful for a reason—because adults should be smarter than a bunch of hormonal teenagers who just want to stick their stuff into whatever presents itself.
Therefore, knowing all that, the owners of Champagne Club want only one thing by locating in West Chester and not some more appropriate armpit of a slum like Springdale, Evendale or Forest Park—they want to attack the integrity of West Chester morally, economically, and structurally in every phase. And such an attack should be viewed as a serious imposition to the security of all our homes and chosen lifestyles. It’s not a no harm, no foul environment, it’s a sexually scandalous place that only deviants would enjoy, the worst of our species, the pot heads, the sex addicts, and the terribly bad parents who are probably all school levy supporters as well. And if the judge won’t protect our community from this insurgency of evil, then we need to explore other avenues—because apparently Judge Craig Hedric is up for something else besides the job he was sent to do as a Butler County Pleas Judge.
As I have been advocating for Ann Becker to replace Patti Alderson on the State Central Committee seat it’s important to understand who the socialite is and why she needs to be replaced. I often say there is a lot you can learn about a person by the way they dress. Well, further you can tell a lot about people by their biographies and resumes. Personally, I have found this particularly difficult for me to display myself because I have such a colorful background with so many aspects to attempt to cover. In publishing for instance they want you to zero in on just things that are specific to the relevancy of your published work. So I’ve never enjoyed doing them because they feel like I’m always leaving out bits of myself. The same holds true for professional tasks—things you get paid for. If you are doing high level work people don’t necessarily care if you like to read and climb mountains for recreation. They just want to know what you can do for them and how much money you can make. However, a phony is someone who tries to include everything they’ve ever done to attempt to pad their experience into appearing vast when in fact they are just social monstrosities who have only obtained anything in their life through their marriage and the luck of the draw financially. That likely is the situation with Patti Alderson as she exhibited quite gloriously in the bio she provided on her campaign website. Notice how she includes just about everything she’s ever done for anybody, almost as ridiculous as including going to restroom, taking out the trash, and hosting latté sipping meetings with Lakota levy supporters for the purpose of raising property taxes on residents not as rich as she is—then calling herself a Republican because the candidates gather at her house looking for a donation to their war chests.
Bio for Patti Alderson
West Chester, OH
State Central Committee Woman – Republican – 4th District
Family:
Born and raised in Maineville, OH, the only child of Irish immigrant Michael and wife Ruth Fox. Married to Dick Alderson in 1970 and moved to West Chester in 1972 where we began our family of two daughters followed by seven grandchildren.
Education: 1967: Graduated Valedictorian from Little Miami High School 1970: Graduate of Miami University, B.S. in Education, Major: Business
Work: 1970 – 1974: Business Teacher and Coach at Reading High School. 1978 – 1995: Secretary/Treasurer of West Chester Marketing, Inc. (Accounting & Human Resources). 1995 – 2000: Special Events Coordinator at Ursuline Academy of Cincinnati. Initiated the 1st Successful House Raffle in the Cincinnati area. 1995 – 2014: Mediator for Butler County Courts
Community Volunteer and Philanthropist: 1999 – 2015: Founded and Operated the Community Foundation of West Chester/Liberty 2013 – Present: Established the Boys & Girls Club of West Chester/Liberty
Political Involvement: 1991: Worked on the Campaign for Dick Alderson for Trustee 1989 to Present: Held numerous (more than 65) fundraisers in support of Local, State & National Candidates 2004: Provided Election Day phone bank for President George W. Bush. 2008: Initiated a grassroots initiative of local citizens to form a PAC, Making Congress Accountable. Purpose of the PAC: to make Congress accountable for their vote to secure energy independence for the U. S. Our Membership: 30 committed citizens. Our group personally presented our petition to every Senator and Representative in Washington D.C. 2010-2013: West Chester Tea Party 2012 – Present: Served as State Central Committeewoman District 4 2012 – Present: Member of the Executive Committee of the Butler County GOP
Non-Profit Boards (past & current):
Board of Directors Butler County United Way
Parish Council President, St. Susanna Parish
Education Commission, President, St. Susanna School
Board of Directors American Red Cross
Board of Directors Ursuline Academy of Cincinnati
Board of Directors Ursuline Academy Foundation Board
Board of Directors, CEO & President, Community Foundation of West Chester/Liberty
Board of Directors National VOA Museum of Broadcasting
Board of Directors, Treasurer, Ohio Alliance of Boys & Girls Clubs
Board of Directors, Boys & Girls Club of West Chester/Liberty
Recognitions: 2004: The Cincinnati Enquirer’s “Women of the Year” 2007: West Chester – Liberty Chamber Alliance “Women of Excellence” 2008: Greater Cincinnati Athena Award Finalist 2009: West Chester – Liberty Chamber Alliance “President’s Award” 2010: Keynote Speaker – West Chester – Liberty “Women of Excellence“ Awards 2011: Venue Magazine Class of 2011 “Venue Award” for Leadership & Service 2011: Named to Junior Achievement’s “Butler County Hall of Fame” 2015: “Philanthropist of the Year Award” presented by the Community Foundation
Here’s the problem with this listing, if I listed everything I’ve done over the last 30 years—like she has—I couldn’t contain the contents on less than ten pages of similar exhibition. I mean she lists things like her involvement in the West Chester Tea Party and her husband’s political endeavors as parts of her experience. She also listed a phone bank on Election Day for George Bush. Those are ridiculous things to mention. For instance, and I only mention it because its relevant to this blog site and concerns Patti directly because of dealings I’ve had with her through mediators—but I would never consider mentioning the $10,000 that was donated through Yes to Lakota Kids and all the media work I did for that campaign as part of my “history” even though it was more than successful. If I listed every little thing the way she has it would be a small booklet. Patti’s involvement with the West Chester Tea Party is interesting—I went to nearly every meeting they had from 2010 to 2013 and she was never there. She contributed some space she had in one of her properties to Ann Becker so that she could keep tabs on the group, but withdrew that support after Ann went after John Boehner’s speaker seat for being an ineffectual RINO. The West Chester Tea Party was then booted out to the street to find another location as area establishment Republicans went on a quiet crusade to destroy the group. I don’t see that Patti mentioned anything about any of that. She just mentioned the West Chester Tea Party on her bio as if she were some kind of member. That certainly lends speculation to the relevancy of all her listings.
What I see when reading all this is a modern woman who is struggling to appear as a liberated female from behind the rather large professional shadow of her husband. She doesn’t have much experience at anything except what the money they’ve made has allowed her to enjoy from strictly a top down position. It’s easy to sit on boards of directors when the people who put you there only want the money and resources that you could provide them with. It’s quite another thing to slug it out on the ground level the way that Ann has had to do—and earn everything that they’ve ever achieved the hard way. Patti’s bio is quite clearly one written by a woman wanting to appear as a self-achieving feminist who wants to be socially enamored. Now that is specifically something she needs to resolve within herself and her family—but she includes everyone in her district when she runs for private office with public motivations that have an impact on elections with an obvious neurosis not founded in self-reliance.
I have seen Patti and her husband at a Tea Party event in Liberty Township where Susan McLaughlin and Katy Kern were singing praises to her for some contribution she made. Patti seemed pretty happy to be put in the spotlight that way, which I suppose was nice. But at West Chester, she shortly withdrew her support of Ann Becker’s West Chester Tea Party after the 2012 elections when Becker came out against John Boehner and John Kasich—because neither politician had shown themselves to be “conservative” enough. About that time Susan moved in the direction of Patti, membership declined dramatically in Liberty Township at the Tea Party group there, and a small little war within the Republican Party emerged with people like Ann and I on one side, then Patti and Susan on the other. Of course Patti is friends with everyone, at least socially. However her actions behind the scenes can be quite scandalous. Nobody of any authority has called her out on anything, because essentially they all wanted to be invited to her next event—for the opportunity to solicit funds for their future campaigns. That’s not to say she’s a bad person, but from personal experience, I can’t say that she has anything of any experience to dictate that she’s anything but a socialite who sways to the political left, and intends to hold the Republican Party of Butler County in that philosophic position with her influence gained exclusively through campaign contributions. Her padded bio adds fuel to that fire by confirming her vast insecurities as a modern woman who wants to be everything to everybody but can’t hide the fact that she just got lucky and married the right guy. That might make her a nice neighbor and charitable donor—but to sit on an important seat in a significant Central Committee position that makes decisions for the future of the Republican Party—Ann Becker is by far the best choice.
We made a deal before this meeting to not put the levy on the ballot which I was largely responsible for, along with others. Patti was working with the board to advance a tax increase on private property. And she wants to run the Republican Party? She needs to put that on her “bio,” that she supported tax increases on property her friends develop. She put everything else on there. Why not that? Because she’s a Republican in Name………………………..Only.
I never mind helping people who are not as fortunate as me. I was born with certain gifts and over many years I developed them in a very unique way through a lot of hard work and unusually tenacious endurance. As I had the little breakfast shown in the following picture I understood why the great American novel Atlas Shrugged was one of the best stories ever told. It told the story of a philosophy which had emerged under Adam Smith’s relatively new economic considerations and properly identified the essence of culture in the United States. Sometimes you only know things innately, which I always have—well before a writer like Ayn Rand was able to put definitions to some of those thoughts. But at times such as the moment I took that picture, literally on top of the world, literature—especially good literature—provides a refuge for people of thought to associate with the greatness they are primarily inclined to. It’s one thing to say that Atlas Shrugged is the great American novel—probably the best that has ever been produced primarily as a product from the United States—but it’s another to consider it within a foreign culture on the other side of the world. I can only appreciate the benefits of having a hobby like the one I do where books are my most valuable possessions as I cut into an egg with such a magnificent view.
It is easy for me to love Atlas Shrugged, because I identify with most of the main protagonists. If I couldn’t, Atlas Shrugged would be an insult. I would say that the novel was not written for the masses, or even what the Occupy communists consider to be the 1%. Atlas Shrugged was written for the 1% of the 1% who completely understand the concept of Atlantis as proposed in the novel—and I am clearly one of them. I’ve always known it, but on that particular day in that very different place, it was clearer to me than it ever has been. Not everyone gets it and I spend a considerable amount of my time trying to help those who don’t—not out of some altruistic motivation, but simply because I feel sorry for those not born with the gifts and the mind that I have. Even though I have worked hard to have that mind, and I’ve taken action over a lifetime to preserve it with an emphasis on authenticity, I do feel sorry for the people in this world who by no real fault of their own read Atlas Shrugged and can only identify with the villain—James Taggart.
Most public education institutions and advanced degrees around the world produce the villains of Atlas Shrugged. Most families nurture their children into the values which most embody James Taggart—yet he is certainly the vilest villain of the classic American story. Yet if a scholar or philosopher really wanted to get into the nitty-gritty of what Thomas Paine and Adam Smith were considering with the American experiment it was to construct a world where the top 1% of the very top 1% of intellectual aptitude could bring to the world through their natural inclinations advancements in human civilization—which is essentially what Atlas Shrugged is all about. It’s about what the world could be like if people like James Taggart were removed from holding society to the vile Vico cycle of European thought—which has likely plunged thinking minds into primitive contemplation for millions of years. So I sipped on my orange juice, let the waitresses properly pamper me as royalty—because in that culture-they instinctively understand what drives the motor of the world, and I watched the world below with a glad reservation that I won’t soon forget as I thought about all the James Taggart’s who were out there holding the world back from its true potential.
James “Jim” Taggart (1977-2020?), in Ayn Rand‘s novelAtlas Shrugged, was President of the Taggart Transcontinental Railroad. But instead of being a productive businessman, James Taggart sought to profit by obtaining and trading various government favors. But his actual motive was not so much the effective mulching of the public, or even of businessmen more productive than he. His motive was the destruction of the productive, a motive that stemmed entirely from jealousy. He carefully hid that motive even from himself, until the day came when he caught himself attempting to inflict pain on another man when that act had no profit in it. On that day, he suffered a complete neuropsychiatric collapse. Whether he lived or died immediately after that, is unclear.
Taggart is an example of a corporatist businessman of the sort who nearly destroyed British industry under the system that operated from 1945 until the election of Margaret Thatcher.
James Taggart was born in 1977, the son of the President of the TTRR and the descendant of Nathaniel Taggart, the original founder. But even as a child he showed that he was not made of the same stuff of which Nathaniel Taggart was made.
His sister Dagny definitely was, and he knew it and resented it. He once told her that, though she was named after their (great) grandmother Dagny, wife of Nathaniel, in temperament she better resembled Nathaniel than Old Dagny. Young Dagny took that as a compliment, a thing that James Taggart perhaps never understood.
One particular episode from their adolescence both illustrated his attitude and served as a prelude to things to come. His father made him a present of a motorboat, and the dockmaster at the Taggart family compound started to teach him how to drive it. The lesson did not go well. Then, in frustration, James turned to Francisco d’Anconia, a boy nearly three years younger than he who was visiting at the time, and challenged him to drive the motorboat. Francisco not only drove it; he demonstrated almost as much proficiency as an adult might be expected to have. James Taggart resented that encounter, and Francisco, ever since.
James Taggart attended college at the age of sixteen. When he graduated (1998), he took his first job with the railroad—in its Public Relations department. In sharp contrast, his sister Dagny, five years his junior, started working as a night telephone operator at a local railroad station. From there she would work her way through the Operating Department.
The John Galt Line, with its rails and even an entire bridge made of Rearden Metal, opened on July 22, 2017, with a highly successful first run. Again Jim was able to take credit for it in the public mind, so much so that a young woman, Cherryl Brooks, actually fell in love with him because she thought that he was the productive genius behind the line.
Jim saw in Cherryl a woman trying to better herself, a thing with which he had no patience. And he saw a way to make her pay for that error: he would marry her and make abundantly clear that she could never be good enough to be a railroad president’s wife. And so he courted her and eventually proposed to her.
In the meantime, he saw the economic boom that Colorado was enjoying, due entirely to the excellent transportation afforded by the John Galt Line, now once again part of the TTRR system. And he determined, with the help of a number of unions and other like-minded organizations, to destroy it—by proposing a series of burdensome and often contradictory regulations.
The regulations went through in November of 2017. They produced the result that Jim Taggart had hoped for. But not all the results were as he predicted. The most spectacular result was one that worried him, at least to some degree: Ellis Wyatt, who had developed a method for extracting oil from shale, set fire to his oil fields and vanished without a trace. Those fields, referred to as “Wyatt’s Torch,” continued to burn for the rest of the period in the narrative.
James Taggart is the chief villain in the novel. More to the point, he is a type of every small-minded individual who, jealous of the talents or productive capacities of those who can do things better than they, seeks to demean or even destroy such persons. They pretend to be serving the greatest good for the greatest number, but in fact their motives are far more dire. They pretend to be altruists; in fact they are spiteful.
Ayn Rand considered altruism and spite to be two sides of the same evil coin, and almost considered them a distinction without a difference. Almost, but not quite—the man known as “Non-Absolute” is an altruist who comes to realize that the policies he is supporting do not support the public good, and rebels against them, at the cost of his own life.
Jim is definitely worse than all the other villains, with the possible exception of Floyd Ferris. All the other “looters” do what they do in the pursuit of short-term gain. Ivy Starnes, daughter of Jed Starnes of theTwentieth Century Motor Company, did what she did in the pursuit of control. But Jim Taggart does what he does in order to destroy. He carefully hides this motive even from himself, until he can no longer hide it, and at that moment, his mind collapses completely.
There is of course much more to the story of James Taggart, and for most people who read the book, they will only understand him. Other characters that they might understand would be the government lobbyists, the various second-handers within the story and the general people in the street wondering when something might happen for some miraculous reason. Because they don’t understand the motor of the world—the primary driver of all things—they are left praying to deities the way primitives idolized the sun for making crops grow. America—as told by Atlas Shrugged—was designed from the outset to find the best and brightest that was produced within the philosophy of freedom the United States offered and let them emerge unhindered to advance civilization. Such people are rarer than gold and to find them; we must as a culture mine for them deep and with great patience only occasionally discovering a cherished gold nugget justifying all our hard work. Most people digging for such gold will fail-they’ll die trying. But that’s worth it because when such treasures are found—they lift everyone up.
That is easy for me to say, because I am certainly one of them. I love Atlas Shrugged because Ayn Rand was essentially writing the story for the few people like me—and I appreciate it. Even though the novel is quite popular and people try to relate—most of them end up being like Jim’s wife in the novel, Cherryl Taggart. I meet a lot of “Cherryl Taggart’s at places like the symphony, the downtown theaters, and at high-end shopping centers and they are often miserable. They always strived for greatness but were taught that it came from people like Jim Taggart-the well-connected, the popular ones who were liked by the most people. Only once it’s too late do they realize they were scammed and they often end their lives extremely resentful. When Cherryl realized in Atlas Shrugged that Jim wasn’t what she thought he was, she killed herself. A lot of women are slowly killing themselves through dietary abuse, intellectual torture, and acting as social parasites toward others for the sheer spite of it.
My feelings about the many Jim Taggarts that I know are that I treat them like insects stuck in my pool during the summer months. If I see them kicking around and alive, I usually take the time to scoop them out to let them live one more day. I consider them lucky to be near me at that particular point in their lives, so I help them. I live my life as a motor of the world. I carry everyone around me with a boundless energy that comes with the type of person that I am. So I don’t mind if the Jim Taggarts come along for a boost in their life. They never appreciate it, and they always take credit for being the masters of industry—but I know that without me they can go nowhere and if I can bring them a moment of happiness—just a little gold nugget to make the Cherryl’s in their life not want to jump off a bridge—or their kids desiring to grow up and be idiots—then I try and try again. I know they don’t appreciate it, but I never lose hope that they might. That is the difference between being an engine of the world and a parasite—which most people relegate themselves to.
When I watch the questions asked of Donald Trump—how will you do this or that, Mr. Trump—I think of Jim Taggart. They don’t have a mind to understand what it means to be a motor of the world. I was glad for that particular breakfast because it was a culture that did understand—and they also understood that they were always on the lookout for such an engine. They innately knew that American culture had a tendency to produce such people so the odds of discovering the 1% of the 1% were greater with every American who sat down at their tables with a finely pressed suit and a little swagger to their walk. They worked to impress such people with the same effort I’ve seen people drive across a state border for a billion dollar lottery ticket, or play the odds at a gambling table—hoping to hit it big even though the odds were desperately against them. Other places in the world outside of America hope with all hope to run into an American who is one of Ayn Rand’s heroes—a product of Adam Smith’s capitalism. Nobody can understand Donald Trump but other Atlas Shrugged protagonists. Trump can’t begin to explain his positions than Dagny could explain to her brother Jim why she was so much better than he was.
Yet, it was the people like Jim Taggart who made up the modern institutions, such as the brand of crony capitalism now known in American, or the socialism of Europe, and the communism of the East. The feared organizations such as the “vile bankers,” the Masons, the Illuminati, the whoever—are made up entirely of people like Jim Taggart. All of Washington D.C. is made up of Jim Taggarts and his wife Cherryl. Yet capitalism was never intended to make those people feel good about themselves. It was meant to sift through them to find the rarest of the rare—the gold nuggets that are so often buried deep within the organized elements of society.
I know it’s hard for all those Jim Taggarts out there to accept that they are not equal to the engines of the world. The people of the world are not equal. Some people are better and more important than others, just as gold has more value than the dirt that often surrounds it. And it’s for that reason that I help the Jim Taggarts that I know. I let them ride my coattails because I know without me; they will likely die miserable deaths prerequisite with a parade of personal failures. And I hate to see that in anybody if it’s avoidable. All I ask is that they respect what I offer. If they don’t, then like insects in my pool, they can drown if they are stupid enough to fly back into the deep water after I have fished them to safety. It’s not my obligation to waste my time-saving them from themselves. But if I happen to be in the right place at the right time, they should consider themselves lucky. The best thing they can do is to shut their mouths, and enjoy the ride because the engine does all the work anyway. And when it comes to Donald Trump, putting such an engine in the White House has no downside. It’s never been done before and that is something that the Jim Taggarts of the world do not understand.
Atlas Shrugged is a work of genius, and that becomes more evident outside of the United States. All nations of the world should study it intently and consider its message when constructing their societies. This Karl Marx obsession with equality needs to be abandoned in favor of Ayn Rand’s quest to discover the exceptional. Mankind needs to step off the Vico cycle for the first time in history—and to advance. For that to happen the Jim Taggarts of the world need to get out-of-the-way and let the engines do their work. They can go along for the ride, but they can’t take the credit with assumptions. They may be able to provide fuel for those engines which they should do out of respect. But otherwise they bring nothing to the table. And they should consider themselves lucky to be in the right place at the right time. Atlas Shrugged is all about potential, and the world could use a lot more of it.
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If you ever wondered why nothing much changes in politics over the years it’s because the same type of people run State Central Committee. The State Central Committee is the governing body of the Ohio Republican Party. There are two representatives from each district embodying the 33 senate districts in Ohio who manage all the party affairs including day-to-day operations, fundraising, and deciding on which candidates to support and provide resources to. They are the reason that certain people once elected are almost impossible to remove and are instrumental in maintaining a mundane status quo. Currently in the Butler County region, which is one of the most conservative areas in America, Patti Alderson is the representative most responsible for preserving status quo politics—like supporting John Kasich—who might as well be a democrat, and John Boehner. Patti has held the position since 2012 and has for years been a large political insider donating vast sums of money to political candidates. Around Butler County, if someone wanted to run for a Republican office, they had to get to know ol’ Patti.
Patti and I don’t like each other. It goes way back to the Lakota levy situation where I called her massive swarms of pro tax neurotic, guilt plagued area mothers latte sipping prostitutes. Actually, it goes back further than that. Her husband, who made all the money that Patti now enjoys as one of the wealthiest people in Southern Ohio was a supporter of mine in the No Lakota Levy effort to keep down the taxes in one of Ohio’s largest school districts in one of the most affluent areas. Patti, being completely disconnected from the realities of how taxes might influence the bottom line of her husband’s business, was a massive tax and spend liberal type siding with the progressives advancing the incursions against property values. To be honest I felt really sorry for her husband who I measured as a good man caught in a classic struggle with a wife who was out of touch with what her spouse did to make all the vast wealth she enjoyed. He never complained to me about it, but I could tell from a distance what the situation was, and I felt sorry for him. A powerful man like he was shouldn’t have to provide me with cloak and dagger financial support while publicly supporting a wife who was pretending to be a Republican while at the same time advancing all the traits of a ranting progressive. It was clear to me even before Patti was elected to the State Central Committee that the kind of watered down politicians we were getting into elected office were because of people like Patti who were liberals in how they lived and only played the part of Republicans because regionally, it’s a conservative area and is required for anybody who wants to hold a prominent position socially. (COUGH, DON DIXEN. CLICK TO REVIEW.)
It came to a head between her and me when her tax increase supporters started taking personal shots because they were getting frustrated that they couldn’t win an election against my group, No Lakota Levy. Several members who worked with me on that tax resistance group also worked with Patti at the Community Foundation, which is a charity group and she was using that to try to undermine my group internally. So we proposed an offer to donate money to kids suffering from the political stalemate and pay for their high sports fees. The Community Foundation at first was receptive, but then because the goal of Lakota schools in having the sports fees in the first place was an extortion tactic, Patti withdrew her support basically using me as her reasoning declaring that I was too controversial. That forced me and my partners to create our own Foundation, which we did. I put together a press release and we donated $10,000 to poor kids who couldn’t pay the sports fees at Lakota. I gave the Enquirer an exclusive, did the usual WLW interviews and did press for Channel 5, 9 and 12. Shortly after that Patti came after me directly joining with the Lakota school board to discredit me any way she could. They went for my jugular. If I had been a normal person, I might have been totally destroyed—and that’s the way Patti Alderson rolls, and how Republicans in Butler County have held on to their seats of power. She’s not alone, but she’s a major player—because of the wealth her family enjoys now. I said what I said about her supporters because it was obvious she was working with Lakota to use children to drive up tax increases and it personally made me sick—because she called herself a Republican. Most of the men went along with the tax hungry wives because they wanted peace in their households so I needed to illustrate the situation the way I am uniquely positioned to do. CLICK HERE TO REVIEW.
Well times change and now my friend Ann Becker and a partner of her acquaintance Walter Simms are running against Patti to unseat her. I know it’s hard for Ann because she and Patti were always pretty good friends but the big difference is that Ann cannot pretend to be a Republican—she just is to the core of her personality. Being a Republican to Ann actually means something—it’s not a social-climbing device intended to get into the latest charity parties hosted by the Chamber. To Ann, being a Republican is serious business and it has been her mission since I’ve known her to return our government mechanisms to a constitutional republic, not a society of bootlickers trying to appease people like Patti who want to be everything to everybody. So guess who I’m supporting for State Central Committee?
Dear reader, if you want to make me happy—if you’d like to pay me back for all the years you’ve enjoyed reading these words and all the antics on radio broadcasts, and calling it like it is—then show up to vote to destroy Patti Alderson politically. Can you do that little thing for me? Vote for Ann and be sure to utterly destroy Patti Alderson. Patti is not a Republican. She was one of the first people we identified as a RINO way back leading up to 2012. The more I learned about her the more obvious it was. If she wasn’t she wouldn’t have worked so hard to personally destroy me just for standing in the way of higher taxes she desired. What she did I will never forget or forgive and I’m absolutely sure I’m not the only one. I don’t wish her and her husband harm physically, but Patti shouldn’t be involved in politics unless she wants to host a fund-raiser. She should not have her hands on the daily operations of the Republican Party in any legislative fashion. She is a Kasich supporter; it is because of people like her that we have Jeb Bush still thinking he should run for president. She helped keep Boehner in power longer than he should have been and helped swipe away challengers to his seat with mechanisms of similar manipulative aggression as she showed to me—just for being in the way of what she wanted.
I know Ann inside and out—I know her very heart and I am certain that she can be trusted with such an important seat of power. Honestly we need 66 Ann Becker types on the State Central Committee but I can handle two for now, Ann herself and her partner in this endeavor Walter Simms. I met Walter’s wife just the other day and I could see on her face that Walter had her permission to be a real fighter for the sanctity of the Republican Party. When I saw her face I actually thought of Patti’s husband and how he projected the opposite sentiment. For his sake, I wish Patti hadn’t made the decision to become public property by running for office—because a lot of this is embarrassing for his family. For his sake I wish they could just stay shadow donors—because then stories like this could just stay in the kitchens and living rooms of Butler County. But she decided to be a public person, so that puts the issue out there for debate, and her character and motivations certainly deserve scrutiny, because she sells herself as one thing yet advances an entirely different philosophy. Regarding the old friendship between Patti and Ann—I’m sure it hurts to consider but it’s good strategically to keep you enemies close so you might influence their behavior. Fortunately for all of us, Ann was never seduced into the manipulative arms of the latté sippers which made up Patti’s core group of levy supporters and progressive social insurgents.
Another name who was on No Lakota Levy with me was Todd Hall, who now runs the Republican Party. I liked Todd, but we haven’t spoken much since that time because when Patti put down the gauntlet on the men in the Republican Party at the time they had to pick sides. His attitude toward me was like the kid who was playing with the neighborhood rebel and his parents were putting a stop to it. I understood of course. It takes courage to stay by the side of people who are going against the grain. Unfortunately for the Republican Party, the same kind of thing happens every day, whether the target is David Kern of Liberty Township, or J.D. Winteregg who was challenging John Boehner’s seat a few years ago. Or, Ann Becker herself being booted out of a John Kasich Rally for protesting Common Core. Todd was just doing what his bosses told him too—even though he was supposed to be running the party. The sad thing about that is Patti let that happen to her old friend in such an embarrassing way. If that’s how she treats friends and in my case, neighbors who her husband supported—just think of how she’ll treat people she doesn’t care about.
Do the Republican Party a favor—boot her ass out on March 15th. Early voting begins on February 17th. I’ll likely be in line to cast my vote in favor of Ann first. She’s a great person and someone who is tested under fire. She is unflappable. She cannot be corrupted. She may be a bit too idealistic at times, but that only helps her in this kind of fight. Patti is entrenched and it won’t be easy to get rid of her. So it will take everything you’ve got dear reader to dispose of her politically. But this is your chance to do so. Don’t blow it! Vote for Ann Becker and Walter Simms for District 4 State Central Committee and take a very important step toward fixing the Republican Party for the next generation. It’s RINO hunting season and Patti is the mama bear. With her out of power, the cubs will be easy—metaphorically speaking of course.
I’ll be unusually brief on this article to encourage regular people into reading and watching it. The following video was shot at the West Chester Tea Party forum at Butler Tech hosting the candidates running for John Boehner’s old seat. I know a few of the guys, but not much detail, except what we learned in the video. So prior to the March 15th primary vote—which will this year be extremely important—more so than most years—you should watch this video and determine who you want to vote for based on this candidate forum.
For those who are not particularly up-to-date on what the 8th District is, it’s the congressional district John Boehner formally represented. It’s a large district that encompasses the wealthy southeastern portion, and extends all the way up through the farms of middle Ohio into Darke County. The next congressman needs to be someone who can deal with a president that will be extremely unconventional—as mainstream politics is on the way out. So keep that in mind when voting. Hopefully, there is something in this video that leads you to the correct answer.
Remember to vote on March 15th, 2016 and pass this along to a friend so they can become educated on who the candidates are, and how they might represent the 8th District in Ohio.
The Kardashev scale is a method of measuring a civilization‘s level of technological advancement, based on the amount of energy a civilization is able to utilize directed towards communication.[1] The scale has three designated categories called Type I, II, and III. A Type I civilization is able to utilize and store energy available from its neighboring star which reaches their planet, Type II is able to harness the energy of the entire star (the most popular hypothetic concept being the Dyson sphere—a device which would encompass the entire star and transfer its energy to the planet), and Type III civilization are in control of energy on the scale of their entire host galaxy.[2] The scale is hypothetical, and regards energy consumption on a cosmic scale. It was first proposed in 1964 by the SovietastronomerNikolai Kardashev. Various extensions of the scale have been proposed since, from a wider range of power levels (types 0, IV and V) to the use of metrics other than pure power.
In 1964, Kardashev defined three levels of civilizations, based on the order of magnitude of power available to them:
Type I
“Technological level close to the level presently attained on earth, with energy consumption at ≈4×1019erg/sec (4 × 1012 watts).”[1] Guillermo A. Lemarchand stated this as “A level near contemporary terrestrial civilization with an energy capability equivalent to the solar insolation on Earth, between 1016 and 1017 watts.”[3]
Type II
“A civilization capable of harnessing the energy radiated by its own star”–for example, the stage of successful construction of a Dyson sphere–“with energy consumption at ≈4×1033 erg/sec.”[1] Lemarchand stated this as “A civilization capable of utilizing and channeling the entire radiation output of its star. The energy utilization would then be comparable to the luminosity of our Sun, about 4×1033 erg/sec (4×1026watts).”[3]
Type III
“A civilization in possession of energy on the scale of its own galaxy, with energy consumption at ≈4×1044 erg/sec.”[1] Lemarchand stated this as “A civilization with access to the power comparable to the luminosity of the entire Milky Way galaxy, about 4×1044 erg/sec (4×1037 watts).”[3]
Michio Kaku suggested that humans may attain Type I status in 100–200* years, Type II status in a few thousand years, and Type III status in 100,000 to a million years.[4]
Carl Sagan suggested defining intermediate values (not considered in Kardashev’s original scale) by interpolating and extrapolating the values given above for types I (1016 W), II (1026 W) and III (1036 W), which would produce the formulawhere value K is a civilization’s Kardashev rating and P is the power it uses, in watts. Using this extrapolation, a “Type 0” civilization, not defined by Kardashev, would control about 1 MW of power, and humanity’s civilization type as of 1973 was about 0.7 (apparently using 10 terawatt (TW) as the value for 1970s humanity).[5]
In 2012, total world energy consumption was 553 exajoules (7020553000000000000♠553×1018 J=153,611 TWh),[6] equivalent to an average power consumption of 17.54 TW (or 0.724 on Sagan’s Kardashev scale).
In 2015, a study of galactic mid-infrared emissions came to the conclusion that “Kardashev Type-III civilizations are either very rare or do not exist in the local Universe”.[7] On October 14, 2015, the realization of a strange pattern of light surrounding star KIC 8462852 has raised speculation that a Dyson Sphere (Type II civilization) may have been discovered.[8][9][10][11][12]
Type I civilization methods
Large-scale application of fusion power. According to mass-energy equivalence, Type I implies the conversion of about 2 kg of matter to energy per second. An equivalent energy release could theoretically be achieved by fusing approximately 280 kg of hydrogen into helium per second,[13] a rate roughly equivalent to 8.9×109 kg/year. A cubic km of water contains about 1011 kg of hydrogen, and the Earth’s oceans contain about 1.3×109 cubic km of water, meaning that humans on Earth could sustain this rate of consumption over geological time-scales, in terms of available hydrogen.
Antimatter in large quantities would have a mechanism to produce power on a scale several magnitudes above our current level of technology. In antimatter-matter collisions, the entire rest mass of the particles is converted to radiant energy. Their energy density (energy released per mass) is about four orders of magnitude greater than that from using nuclear fission, and about two orders of magnitude greater than the best possible yield from fusion.[14] The reaction of 1 kg of anti-matter with 1 kg of matter would produce 1.8×1017J (180 petajoules) of energy.[15] Although antimatter is sometimes proposed as a source of energy, this does not appear feasible. Artificially producing antimatter – according to current understanding of the laws of physics – involves first converting energy into mass, so no net gain results. Artificially created antimatter is only usable as a medium of energy storage, not as an energy source, unless future technological developments (contrary to the conservation of the baryon number, such as a CP violation in favour of antimatter) allow the conversion of ordinary matter into anti-matter. Theoretically, humans may in the future have the capability to cultivate and harvest a number of naturally occurring sources of antimatter.[16][17][18]
Renewable energy through converting sunlight into electricity — either by using solar cells and concentrating solar power or indirectly through wind and hydroelectric power. There is no known way for human civilization to use the equivalent of the Earth’s total absorbed solar energy without completely coating the surface with human-made structures, which is not feasible with current technology. However, if a civilization constructed very large space-based solar powersatellites, Type I power levels might become achievable–these could convert sunlight to microwave power and beam that to collectors on Earth.
Now, a lot of people don’t think currently in the proper way to comprehend a Type I civilization. They figure that they get 70 to 80 trips around the sun on planet earth, and then they die to reside in some heaven of their chosen religion. But that is a choice relative only to the experience of life on earth and the mythologies of our evolution. There is no rational reason as a human being to die or to be limited to the kinds of scientific limits we currently experience. If the miracles of capitalism were to be unleashed with people like Donald Trump who would not allow special interests and old national desires for ancient bloodlines to guide their decision-making, which is what is happening right now, our global society could move toward a Type I civilization as opposed to following the Vico cycle back toward a collective swarm of nomads running from anarchy.
We are truly on a unique precipice in history. A lot of what Sean Stone is talking about is potential that is available right now. The reason those things are not available to us are for the same reasons that established politicians are still reluctant to accept that Donald Trump or Ted Cruz are leading the Republican field for President of the United States—because the established order wants to keep things the way that they are now—which benefits them. Most of them are like Plato’s cave, also shown above and told by Alex Jones—they believe in certain things, whether it’s their version of an afterlife, or that some superior species of aliens runs the universe and that they must surrender to their whims, or perhaps they believe that their bloodline is their version of eternity and that the way to stay in power is to preserve the organized world around the same power structures that existed when their grandparents were kings. But in reality all those limits are stupid. They are archaic. I wrote about the Plato metaphor a long time before Alex Jones used that allegory described above—but that’s OK, people come to things in their own way. Most of our society has been trained to look at the shadows on the wall. They have no idea what’s really behind them, or even more so, what’s outside the cave.
Now here we are. What Sean Stone is saying is actually quite true regarding the restricted science and the reasons for it. Everywhere I look I see people ready to go back to what they know—back to the beginning of civilization because they don’t have the courage to step into a Type I. They are like alcoholics who cannot stay off the bottle or fat people who know they have to lose weight but cannot stop eating comfort food whenever they are sad about something. Mankind is addicted to the Vico cycle and that is exactly what socialists are advocating. The good Illuminati that Stone was referring to was a point in the history of the world where thinkers like Adam Smith, Thomas Jefferson and Ben Franklin questioned the reality of the day and tossed it out for the world to consider—which it has struggled with for a few hundred years. Now there are a few people, like Sean Stone, myself, and a few others who have seen what’s outside the cave and are holding flashlights for those staring at the shadows to turn their heads and follow the light out of the cave—so they can finally see reality. But that takes courage, and for most of them—that is too great of a task to master. Will it be a Type I society, or will it be the Vico cycle. Socialists have already picked anarchy and we all know what follows that.
In the end, it was his Mike Huckabee moment; Ted Cruz will be remembered for his win in Iowa then his sharp drop off in the subsequent primaries. I can’t say I blame him for trying to win, but to even do so with a tinge toward deceit is not the way to do it. He should have known better and his bad judgment makes me question him as a person. I do not any longer see him as an honest option. It has changed my opinion of him as a viable vice president. The measure of a man—or a women—is how they behave under pressure. Under pressure, Ted Cruz folded and compromised his ethics—clearly. Would he have won without the little schemes—probably, but he should have trusted his ground game without the antics—his victory wouldn’t have been this tainted.
Should Trump have pointed all this out looking like a sore loser? Actually, yes, he did have a point. Republicans are too often way too conciliatory toward loss. It is refreshing to see Trump get angry and to lash out at the proposed cheating. Cruz either has scandalous characters running his campaign, or he personally knew what was happening. Either way, they are Cruz people and the boss is always responsible for the content of the people working for them—whether or not it’s fair. Cruz because his people have shown a propensity to manipulate the facts, is guilty because of them.
There were several interesting issues that emerged after the Iowa caucus. First was the overwhelming joy that the mainstream press and politicians had toward Donald Trump in “losing” in Iowa. This was a pretty baffling sentiment to me; the presidential primaries are a lot like a NASCAR racing season. You don’t always have to finish first; you just need to average consistently high marks to win the season with points. Trump got a lot of delegates in Iowa, and he’ll get a lot more in New Hampshire, South Carolina, Nevada, and Arkansas. He doesn’t have to win every one of those states outright. He just needs to finish in the top three, and he could still win the nomination. You’d think before everyone from the Cruz camp ran their mouth, they would have considered those elements.
But they didn’t, Trump gave a gracious speech congratulating Ted and he moved on to New Hampshire pretty fast. But the media and other politicians decided it was time to swipe at Trump and he got pissed off. Look, I understand Trump. The more he talks the more I think he’s a long-lost brother of mine. After a few hours of prodding, he blew up and started lashing out, and I would have done the same. Cruz won under questionable circumstances—by his own doing, and he deserved to have some bombs thrown in his direction. On the delegate count, Cruz is not poised to do well in the next couple states, so the small lead he gained from Iowa will evaporate quickly so his arrogant speech and actions after the victory were misplaced. He should have played it much smarter.
I have a general policy, when I have a great victory; I tend to play it like I’ve been there before—because I have. To get all animated over wins is to show the world that you don’t feel such things very often. I believe in the adage, act like you’ve been there before. On occasions when things don’t come out the way you want them to; don’t cry about it like a baby. Just move on. If someone gloats in your face, knock them on their ass. In my assessment, Trump was willing to be gracious. He congratulated Ted and was moving on. But Ted and his supporters gloated about their victory and it pissed off Trump. So he knocked Ted on his ass, and Cruz deserves it.
Then of course came the revelations of impropriety the following day, and many who hoped that Trump had been humanized into compliance for the first time in his life were shattered to learn that he was fighting hard at what had occurred. They called his behavior a Trumpetantrum. Cruz went so far as to call Trump more immature than his young girls. Actually, he used the words, “well-behaved.” Well, we all know what that means to a politician. Well behaved is an insult, it’s an assumption that people will do as they are told and act in accordance to the laws of orthodox. I don’t want a well-behaved president in the White House. I want an ass kicker and a rugged individualist. I’m not looking for a king to tell me what to do; I’m looking for someone who is capable of thinking like me in the Oval Office. Someone who won’t get pushed around and someone who is willing to call out misconduct. I’m not looking for even temperament in a president. Ted Cruz attempted to paint Trump as a reckless maniac who should not have his hands near a nuclear option—from what reference is the Texas senator representing? What experience does he have under duress, to stand in front of the senate and read Doctor Seuss books? Trump has actually built structures worth many hundreds of millions of dollars and he navigated a delicate minefield of politics to perform the task. In several decades of being a top dog in the real estate world, Trump never “lost it” over anything. Sure he has a temper, but he’s always in “control.” What stress has Ted Cruz experienced that dictates that he has the temperament to handle a nuclear option? Who between the two, Trump and Cruz has the best ability to out-wit a potential enemy country? Trump is a LOT more qualified if we are comparing apples to apples.
The established order loves conquered people. They like people who have faults and are aware of those follies. They are failed people themselves and it hurts them to write about and consider a person who is not a guilt riddled idiot. The world was praying for a beaten Trump, a person who had fallen on his sword and was willing to yield. Well, he was gracious, but he’s not a beaten man. And because of that, he has the authority to call out Cruz for misconduct—because he plays things straight and aggressive. Cruz should have seen the terrain and stuck to it, but instead he got power-hungry and showed his cards too early. Now he has ruined himself. Yes, he got the win, but he lost the war. He should have been loyal to a winner by acting like one himself, instead of a school kid who scored his first hockey goal. In the process of his celebration he cheapened himself in ways that are irreparable. Now he’s worthless to the freedom movement—and that is something I didn’t want to see. Yet, for all the embarrassment that is coming his way, he should have known better.
