Why Patti Alderson is Terrible for State Central Committee: Vote for Ann Becker and make the world a better place

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

http://www.aldersonforohio.com/

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.

By the way, I’ll never forget the events that led up to this.http://www.lakotaonline.com/videos.cfm?vid=10436

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.

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It’s RINO Hunting Season in Ohio: Vote out Patti Alderson and pick Ann Becker in her place on March 15th

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 15^th. Early voting begins on February 17^th. 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.

To learn more about Ann Becker, CLICK HERE

To learn more about Walter Simms, CLICK HERE

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A Review of the 8th District Congressional Representatives: Learning from Boehner before deciding who will hold his old seat next

Gosh, it’s been around 6 to 7 years of effort, but you can clearly see how the Tea Party has shaped local and national elections. I remember how it was back then, and I can clearly see it now. On the national stage Donald Trump, Marco Rubio, Ted Cruz and Rand Paul were all heavy Tea Party candidates and three of those four are current front runners as the primary season is starting. Old traditional politicians like John Boehner under great pressure vacated his 8^th District Congressional seat in Ohio—to a large extent because of the Tea Party, especially in his home town. A silent insurrection has been taking place on the Republican Central Committee behind the scenes and the politics under the feet of Boehner changed into something unrecognizable to him and his donor base. It was never anything against Boehner, but he made himself a public person, and that meant he had to make a choice. The West Chester Tea Party expected him to be authentic, even if the Washington lobbyist culture was fine with people who were Republican in Name Only. So John resigned and now in early 2016 there will be an election starting on March 15^th to fill his seat. And out of all the forums to flush out the new candidates, the West Chester Tea Party was at the heart of vetting those future politicians. Not everyone running showed up, but the most relevant did and they can be seen in the following video. It is interesting to watch how the political dialogue has changed over that relatively short period of time. A lot of the things discussed in this video would have been avoided before 2010 by all politicians. Things have certainly changed.

So who’s my pick after watching that video, well for me it’s quite clear—it’s Warren Davidson. I would have liked to have had J.D. Winteregg and Jim Spurlino speak at the event, but they were no shows. In the past I have supported J.D., but if you can’t make it to the West Chester Tea Party events in the south of the 8^th District, then those candidates don’t really want to win. You have to get those people on your side, or you won’t win the 8^th District. Just some friendly advice—guys. Warren Davidson out of all the candidates on stage at Butler Tech was the clear front-runner. There were things about some of the other candidates that I liked, but they weren’t the type of people who could hope to survive in the emerging Washington landscape. I watched Warren even when he wasn’t speaking. He didn’t make any disrespectful faces when the other candidates were talking—even when what was sometimes said came out bizarrely. With Warren, it’s what he didn’t say that told me he was ready to stand up against the lobbyists of K-Street and represent the 8^th District correctly. I spoke to him after the debate and measured that he was the type of guy who would still be a good representative even after a few years in Washington.

I liked Terri King, but she came across to me as an amateur. She dressed professionally, except for her shoes yet had a down-to-earth approach. That might be fine for a public relations person working at the county fair, but representing the 8^th District in a far away land wraith with evil takes a thick skin and a steady hand—and Terri didn’t show me that she could do anything but complain like a born again Christian at the treachery before her. You can tell a lot about a person by their shoes. With her, high heel shoes would have been better, or work boots if she wanted to come across as approachable. But the slippers with the suit just didn’t work. I liked what she said, but she projected to me that all she could do was complain. When it came time for action, she reminded me of someone who would hesitate in a moment of indecision—for instance, it’s a late night vote before a government shutdown. She has campaigned on the issue and knows she’s expected to stand by her platform. But she’s in Washington making over six figures a year. The media are camped outside her office door hounding her every time she heads to the elevator. And she doesn’t want to reveal that she’s ready to cave on the vote-because she likes the money that is showing up on her doorstep every day—for really the first time in her life. The suit she wore shows me she knows how to impress at a first glance. But the slippers said she wasn’t ready for a real fight. I don’t care if she has issues with her feet, if she can’t wear proper shoes; she’s not ready for the hostile environment in Washington. You have to be ready for war on every level, from the street fights to the most subtle psychological warfare and not betray the 8^th District. She’s not ready or able. She might do better with some local seat in the safety net of Butler County, but in Washington, she’d be eaten alive the first week.

I met Kevin White before the West Chester event and thought he was a nice guy. He was very polite and conscientious. But he is entirely too systematic to be a congressman. His military life has made him unable to think very nimbly. He struck me as someone who would happily fall in line with House leadership and do as instructed—which might not always be bad depending on whom the leadership is at the time—but as an individual, he didn’t have the mind to represent the 8^th District. Through his handshake I could tell he was much better at taking orders than thinking on his own. I’d hire him to be a pilot in less than a second—he comes across as very competent and procedural—but not someone who can smell a rat in a conversation with a lobbyist from a powerful pharmaceutical company. To represent the 8^th District of Ohio after the way that John Boehner caved to so much pressure embarrassing us thoroughly on a national stage, White is too much of that old type of politician, a guy trying to get elected because of his service in the military and little else—because of his willingness to “sacrifice for the “greater good.” That is a bad recipe for a congressional representative because once a lobbyist can make a case for the greater good whether the topic is war or health care—people like White will lose. I may support Donald Trump for president who sometimes says that things are for the “greater good,” because I expect congress to stand in the way if things get too rough to keep our constitutional republic in check. We don’t need a bunch of softies in tomorrow’s congress. We need tough people who are smarter than whoever is in the White House.

The questions presented by the Tea Party audience did a good job of shaking the candidates off their talking points and forcing them to think on their feet. That style of debate likely kept some of the other candidates from participating. The ones who did stumbled a lot—which wasn’t bad. They may have felt they came across weak, but we had to see how they handled some curve balls. Some of them didn’t come across strongly at all and they were clear amateurs not ready for such a high office. I’m not going to embarrass them—they know who they are. Even though I could say the same about Warren Davidson’s military record as I did about White—there was clearly another gear to Davidson. He showed an ability to think quickly and improvise that was missing from the other candidates. Honestly, that will be the most valuable trait for the next 8^th District congressional representative. Whoever it is will have to be able to walk literally into Hell and still maintain themselves as a frosty white honest conservative who can dish out the hits as well as take them without having ruffled feathers. Davidson clearly showed that he had that ability.

Probably the most interesting candidate was James Condit Jr., who showed up late looking like he had just fallen out of a bus that he was sleeping in. He positioned himself on the side of the stage sitting behind the curtain half the night. I’m sure I had heard his name before, but my impression of him was that he was barely hanging on to reality. However, he was very articulate and intelligent when he spoke. He was the most at ease in front of a crowd and had great command of his tonal inflections. He was either a very slick salesman, an Alex Jones loon, or a highly intelligent eccentric. I can’t say that I disagreed with him even though he dropped some bombs during his speaking moments. I’ve written about some of the things he brought up, as I sometimes agree with Alex Jones. Sometimes reality is stranger than fiction and Condit was clearly functioning from that zone of thought. But for the purpose of this article, it was clear to me that he wasn’t serious about representing the 8^th District. He’s only running for office to get some media coverage to play his part of Paul Revere announcing the conspiracies that are not only coming, but have already long been here. Condit wants to be on stage, so he’s running for office to get a platform. He’s not serious about the office—otherwise he would have been on time and would have presented himself differently.

I personally know J.D. and thought he should have come to this Tea Party event regardless of whatever was on his schedule. It was important. For what he went through to challenge John Boehner just a few years ago, I would have expected him to be there. But he wasn’t, and Warren Davidson showed himself as a more than viable candidate. As for Jim Spurlino—I like some of the things he has been saying, particularly in relation to Donald Trump, but he should have been there too—but wasn’t. If he really wanted to shake off the controversy of the mystery envelope that showed up under his door—which I’ll cover in a later article, he should have showed up to defend himself. To my mind, if he made mistakes that put him in a compromising position, he shouldn’t be running for congress. If he can’t handle little temptations between marriages—he won’t stand a chance in Washington. The girls like powerful men, compromises will be presented to him every day and you can tell in his campaign ads that his wife wants him to congressman too much. This 8^th District job isn’t for softies or guys who like tits and ass at gentlemen clubs. I know lots of construction guys and I like working with them—and I understand the culture—they are the real men who build America. There is a place in the world for New York New York in Franklin and burger places like Hooters. Hard core helmet busting construction guys who work for people like Spurlino sometimes need that kind of environment. It’s not good for family life at home, but it helps to bust knuckles over steel and concrete in the company of men. I don’t do things like that, but I understand the personality type. But in Washington, T&A comes with lobbyists hooks connected to them and if Spurlino made that mistake even once in his life, he’s disqualified in my mind—because K-Street is a thousand times worse. A candidate in the 8^th District has to be able to walk through the fires of Hell unscathed with their integrity intact every day, and looking into the eyes of all the people on stage that night, only Warren Davidson has that ability.

In 2016 with all that’s going on and will happen over the next four years, the representative of the 8^th District in Ohio needs to be a tough guy who can shoulder temptation without yielding to it. And he’ll need to have the same tenacity after four years in office. Whoever it ends up being better be ready to wear the proper shoes, because the fight will not be easy—in fact, it will likely be the hardest thing they have ever done in their lives—and that includes life and death situations. This is not a light election cycle. It may be the most important any of us will face for another century. So you better make it count.

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Donald Trump Nominated for a Nobel Peace Prize: Winning New Hampshire and on to South Carolina

I was not surprised that Donald Trump won in New Hampshire. I’m happy to see that the polls were correct, and with that measure, Trump shouldn’t have any trouble in South Carolina or Nevada either. I have stated many times why I support Donald Trump for President, so I am glad that he is beginning to pull out ahead from the pack, and that the reality of that is beginning to set in. I know there are many of my liberty fighting friends who don’t understand why a guy like me would support Trump, but they will in time. Some were beginning to understand after Trump’s acceptance speech in New Hampshire, seen below. The world is beginning to see what a Trump White House would look like, and they are starting to see the big picture.

The first sign of this new era, which is great for those who truly love America, could be seen in the melt-down that the left-winged web sites spewed upon realizing how strongly Trump finished. I truly enjoyed the Huffington Post diatribes given how they behaved at the start of his campaign. It is for all the reasons that “they” hate Trump that I support him. He is a conqueror, and that’s what we need right now. We don’t need a Constitutional attorney or a sweet talker; we need a tough guy who can beat up on the insurgents. Trump is that kind of guy.

It seems many missed the story prior to the New Hampshire primary, that Trump had received a nomination for the Nobel Peace Prize:

Kristian Berg Harpviken, a Nobel watcher and head of the Peace Research Institute in Oslo, Norway, told Agence France-Presse that he received a copy of the nomination letter sent to the Norwegian Nobel Committee that selects the recipient.

According to the letter, the author of which was not disclosed, Trump deserves the prize for “his vigorous peace through strength ideology, used as a threat weapon of deterrence against radical Islam, ISIS, nuclear Iran and Communist China.”

http://www.usnews.com/news/articles/2016-02-03/donald-trump-has-been-nominated-for-a-nobel-peace-prize

This is just one example of how Trump is changing the very definition of things, and the longer he continues, the better things get for traditional America. With each state that he wins, the radical leftist utterances we’ve all had to endure for years swings back in the proper Constitutional direction. When people wonder if they can trust Trump or to know if he is a wolf in sheep’s clothing, just study his children and his personal wealth. You can tell a lot of things about a man by the type of lifestyle that he lives. Trump doesn’t drink, he doesn’t smoke, and he has never done drugs. He’s rich and beyond financial influence, he’s smart and leans more toward Rush Limbaugh and Alex Jones than Glenn Beck. And his kids are better than him in morals and ethics. He can outsmart the political left with a wit none of them embody and is the best man for the job of president at this particular point in history.

So it’s on to South Carolina. I am looking forward to watching him uncover more of America state by state. If he can redefine the trend of the Nobel Peace Prize, he can do just about anything—and for them, those who love the American flag; they have a lot to look forward to. To those who hate that flag, they hate Trump and everything that is coming.

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Cam “Millennial” Newton: The destruction of sports and next generation reliability

If there was any doubt about what I said about Millennials, CLICK HERE TO REVIEW, Cam Newton after the Super Bowl confirmed it for all time. Watch his press conference below, the dynamic Superman character who sold himself all this years as an invincible indomitable spirit sat slouched and pitiful near tears and pouting about his embarrassing loss to the Denver Broncos. The kid learned a hard lesson at Super Bowl 50—something he should have learned by his parents many years earlier. But as a coddled Millennial, he used his natural ability, and his race to advance through the ranks of life and he arrived as the MVP at the Super Bowl haughty and having fun. He should have known that the Denver players would want to knock his head off, yet he thought he was going to cruise to a win. And instead of taking it like a man, stoically, he pouted like a child who had just been told by him mom that he couldn’t have candy at the grocery store check-out line.

I’ll admit that I was rooting for the Broncos to win, but to my family I had been talking Cam Newton up as one of the best players in the NFL. I watched many of the Carolina games this year and thought they were the best team in football. Honestly, I wanted to see Cam Newton do well in the Super Bowl. Really, Carolina hadn’t been tested much until they played in the Super Bowl and the Denver D decided to blitz the hell out of Newton to throw him off. That’s part of the game and the young Carolina quarterback clearly wasn’t prepared. He showed up at the game planning to dominate and cruise to a victory—because everyone seemed to be telling him that he was the greatest gift to mankind. And he obviously believed it. Cam didn’t account for the fact that everyone on the Denver defense wanted to personally mount the MVP’s head to their headboards. For Newton, it was easy for him to appear dominate when his team was winning, but he didn’t have the same swagger when they were losing and that’s the heart of the problem.

When he lost he didn’t stand up and take the licks. Everyone understands how hard it must be for him to lose such an important game, but what he did was reprehensible. Rather than take responsibility for the loss, like he should have—because he had lost the will to fight by the fourth quarter, he blamed others. That much was evident when he lost the last fumble of the game, when he didn’t dive into the pile to retrieve it. Newton had spent the entire season playing with the mind of every player that opposed him with audacity and magnificent aggression. But he couldn’t show the same confidence when it came to working from behind. The Denver Broncos noticed that and turned Cam’s tactics against him—thoroughly embarrassing the MVP of 2015.

If you are going to wear the Superman symbol, you better be super even in the worse possible circumstances, otherwise people who want to knock you off your pedestal will crush you at the first opportunity. I can sympathize with how Cam feels. I’ve felt that kind of disappointment for other things. On a different stage, but very similar circumstances—Donald Trump went though it over the results of the Iowa election. Even though many might say he acted poorly after that defeat, his first reaction was to be gracious and maintain a mountain of security. Supporters of such people want to see confidence in the people they admire. Cam didn’t give his supporters confidence that he’d be back and better than ever. He just pouted because things didn’t work out in his mind the way he wanted and somewhere in his past someone taught him that sobbing like a child wasn’t disgraceful—it was acceptable. He didn’t look like a 6’ 5” Superman; he looked like an eight year old child who had been told no by his mother. Granted, at only 26 years old, that wasn’t that long ago. In many ways, Cam Newton is still a child—he is compared to me. I remember being his age and having the screws of life turned down on me so hard that it was hard to lift my hand to put food in my mouth, the pressure was so great. I understand. But I never cried about it. I put on my inner Superman and took on the world, and eventually won time and time again.

Cam the Millennial should have known that what makes you a legend is not just winning. Payton Manning is a legend, and he has not always won. It’s about getting back on the horse and fighting harder, and harder, and harder until you wear out and dominate everyone against you. Honestly just sitting at home I was thinking like Wade Phillips. My thoughts were that if the Broncos could knock Cam on his ass that they’d gain leverage on the young kid and take him out of his game. The dabbing that Cam does after a touchdown has become the leading news story of the 2015 NFL year. Phillips obviously used that motivation to drive his players to a froth of aggression. Watching Phillips body language during the game it was obviously he said something. He confirmed it after the victory by saying to Newton on Twitter:

“A little too much Dab will undo you!” Phillips tweeted from his @sonofbum Twitter account before the Broncos headed to the airport in San Jose.

http://www.usatoday.com/story/sports/nfl/broncos/2016/02/08/wade-phillips-dab-tweet-super-bowl-denver-panthers/80016500/

His defense was tired of the Panthers’ dancing antics and wanted to shut them down.

Broncos coach Gary Kubiak was asked about Phillips’ tweet during his Monday morning news conference. While a reporter read the text of the tweet aloud, linebacker Von Miller nearly fell off the chair he was sitting in just off the stage.

Kubiak said he had not seen Phillips’ tweet but acknowledged it was not out of character for Phillips.

“He gets carried away with that Twitter sometimes,” Kubiak said.

Cam built up that anger against him and when it mounted, he couldn’t deal with it. Instead of saying something bold, he simply retreated into a petulant child. It will be really difficult for Cam Newton to return to his former glory now that the scouting report is out on him. Hundreds of NFL players saw the same thing I did in the young man at his press conference. Cam surrendered his swagger, which is part of his game, and it will change him for the worst. I felt bad for the kid, but the blame falls on his parents. Cam Newton has obviously been a spoiled child given most everything in life because of his natural ability and skin color. Once he gets older and losses some of that natural ability he’ll have to rely on his mind, and that is obviously something the kid will struggle with. The wise old Wade Phillips exposed it. Next year, everyone else will too.

What is kind of scary is that a decade and a half ago, Payton Manning would have never done something so immature. He’s been disappointed and short with the press, but he never acted like Cam Newton. I can’t think of anybody who ever has pouted like that who was considered great. There are personalities who lose it, and get aggressive when they lose from the anger they feel, but they never just sit there and pout like a child. What we are seeing is a new breed of grown-up, a generation of Millennials who have been told all their lives they are great, and that they are the best—without ever really being tested, or working hard to become great. Life isn’t about dominating with physical attributes and dabbing to intimidate opponents who are not so gifted. It is about still being great even when you don’t feel like it. Because sometimes that’s the hardest thing to do, and the most important ingredient to greatness that there is. Cam Newton obviously doesn’t have it.

Rich “Cliffhanger” Hoffman

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Sheriff Jones and the Metrosexuals of Butler County: Dancing the night away during the Superbowl

This is really embarrassing. The next thing we will likely learn about Sheriff Jones, my neighbor and local sheriff, who sells himself like a modern John Wayne, is that he’s getting pedicures and facials at a local Wal-Mart nail salon. I really didn’t want to believe this when I first saw it. I was hoping that it was some kind of Hollywood special effect. But no, it’s true—it’s really him and a reasonable number of public employees who are wearing the uniform of the Butler County police. Using the Super Bowl as an excuse to send what they thought was a “hip” public message, Sheriff Jones and his rag-tag team of highly paid ass kissers put out a video dancing to show how metrosexual they were which I thought was astoundingly childish. It’s the kind of thing you’d see from a bunch of stupid kids, not a sophisticated sheriff’s department that is supposed to command the respect of the world because of his national platform. Of course here’s how the local media covered the story. Women naturally think it’s cute, men aren’t sure—it is awkward.

http://www.cincinnati.com/story/news/local/butlercounty/2016/02/06/watch-sheriff-jones-whip-nae-nae-video-warning-super-bowl-drunk-driving/79921068/

Let me give a little context, tough guys don’t dance. They don’t sit around crying over things, they don’t wallow in emotion, and they don’t dance. Young men do sometimes when they are looking for a female to mate with, but men—real men secure in their testosterone driven utterances—don’t dance. It’s not cute. It’s not hip. It doesn’t earn “cool” points with the younger generation. All it does is compromise authority. It makes no sense.

Of course modern women who embrace feminism love it when men dance, because it shows them that their male counterparts are willing to be more open-minded and expressive with their bodies. People who dance show that they are willing to compromise their individual integrity for collective rituals of expression—and women tend to be naturally included toward more social acceptance than men. Women seem quite at home dancing in a club or at a wedding touching each other in expressive ways as men tend to stand along the wall with their hands in their pockets. Men would rather be shooting guns or playing cards—doing something mildly competitive that they can beat another man at—just for fun. They don’t typically enjoy shaking their bodies in suggestive ways to evoke the approval of collective consciousness.

When Donald Trump danced on Saturday Night Live he did it with a strategy to appeal more to women who currently find him “too scary.” But Donald Trump isn’t a sheriff—he’s a businessman. He did lose points with me on that SNL skit—because I would never do something like that under any kind of pressure. Dancing for men is off-limits. It’s not something any man should ever do. It’s stupid. Now slow dancing with a woman may be acceptable so long as the man doesn’t have to rock their hips in some sexually provocative fashion. Even then, it’s not something I would do. I’ve danced with my wife at our wedding, 25 years ago, one slow dance. I danced with a family member at my brother’s wedding a few decades ago-the same-because I was a member of the wedding party. And that’s it. At both of my daughter’s weddings, we skipped the daddy/daughter dance. I’m sure they’d like it sometimes if I was more physically expressive–but that’s just not appropriate for a man to exhibit. Prior to meeting my wife, I went to a few dance clubs to meet girls, and I was good at it. I was even a fashion model for a period of time and was hired to dance around a swarm of really attractive women on stage to David Lee Roth’s “Just a Gigolo.” Yet the moment I met my wife, I dropped that life in less than a second, because I didn’t like it. To me, the only reason a man would dance would be to land a female into his bed. That is absolutely the only reason. Once you are married, or even have a steady mate, men should never dance in public or private.

Dancing is a form of collectivism and it’s a disgusting enterprise. Surrendering the mind to the beat of the music is not a smart thing to do. Letting the music take control of your mind and body is to surrender your individual sovereignty. Dancing is not a thinking endeavor. When a room full of people surrender thought to the beat of the music it is not a beautiful thing. It’s a thing of disgust. It’s tribal—and in an American capitalist society where thought should be king, dancing is a treacherous social value that leads its participants toward collectivism instead of individual merit.

I’ve heard the saying, real men are not afraid to express themselves. Those are the same idiots who say that men should not be afraid to wear pink, and that it’s OK to cry in public—or private. Let me tell you something dear reader. Real men don’t wear pink, they don’t cry—ever, and they certainly don’t dance. Never. Metrosexuals dance, gay guys dance, and men who have had their testosterone evaporate from their bodies dance to show that they aren’t too old to be like the cool young people at weddings. But real men don’t dance. Dancing is not an activity of thinking. It is an act of collectivism, of yielding to whoever the artist is. A dance floor is a socialist enterprise where sweaty bodies mingle in collective effort toward the goal of assimilation. It’s not cute or funny.

Sometimes people think I’m too hard on public employees such as the local police. Sheriff Jones and his staff obviously didn’t have anything else to do with their time but to coordinate that video—which obviously took some time. I’m sure he’ll say that the whole thing was done on a volunteer basis and everyone was off-duty, at least I’d hope he’d lie to me about that. Because if any of those people were on duty at the time, we have some big problems and the staffing levels need to be adjusted—because we are paying too much for our police department.

There is another element to dancing that involves race. People of color, particularly from the African continent do have a natural inclination to dance. This is not good. I am not impressed with Cam Newton’s “dance moves” on the football field. A quick look economically at Africa indicates that what I have said about dancing is one hundred percent correct. Every country in Africa is suffering under some form of socialism—or collective based social interaction. On their own, the people of Africa are not inventing things, building businesses, or advancing their lives forward away from the dances they use to invoke spiritual aid and mystical persuasion. People from those cultures may dance well—but that is not a skill that advances mankind toward individualism and invention—because invention does not come from collective effort, only individual aptitude. So pandering toward people of race as a “stiff” whitey only makes people like Sheriff Jones look like an idiot—not a man of compromise in showing that he’s not too good to “bust some moves” so to appeal toward members of our community who still think men dancing is cool.

Men, it’s not OK to dance. Women may want you to, and race groups might put peer pressure on you to do so—but it’s not acceptable. Sheriff Jones made a serious mistake toward the institution of manhood in doing what he did. He may be socially confused, or his testosterone levels may be dropping to the point where he’s more estrogen these days than testosterone, but either way, it was very embarrassing. If I were a goon, a punk or a creep looking to sell drugs in Butler County, or to traffic stolen young girls—or even to loot the wealth of homes in the area—Sheriff Jones and his Super Bowl antics would invite me toward indiscretion instead of providing a deterrent. Having a bounty on your head from Mexican drug lords is a manly thing to have. But dancing like a metrosexual from the Butler County Jail—that is just not acceptable.

Rich “Cliffhanger” Hoffman

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Failure is Not an Option: The power of positive thinking

If you have ever traveled around the world some things become very evident. America is clearly a superior nation, because our individual freedoms have taken the shackles off our product output, and driven a yearning to expand our marketplace. However, there is a downside, without a proper philosophy normally sanctioned by some functioning religion; those same benefits can become a terrible vice. For instance a wealthy and successful man can have a complete meltdown if his neighbor has the latest Mercedes and he doesn’t, or his wife may become bitter as she ages because our tendency toward shiny and new often causes us to reject old and traditional. This neurosis presents itself in American society with a voracity leaving the general mental health of our nation at a detrimental level of dysfunction. I’m sad to say that most people I know are like this in American society.

I am not however. I am an eternal optimist that doesn’t believe in surrender or allowing the mind to become depressed—about anything. I typically carry everyone on my back toward a goal, and for many years I have been fine with that type of approach. The net result is that second-handers ride in my wake and I’m fine with that until they get the funny idea that they are equal to me, and then try to step out in front and take charge. That is where I have to draw the line. Largely, my support of Donald Trump is due to this trait, he like me is a bottomless pit of optimism, and I think it’s more important to have that type of character in the White House than any other aspect of an election. The world unfortunately is controlled by depressed characters—these second-handers, and it really does need to stop. They need to learn their place, and stay in the wake of their clear superiors. Second-handers are not equal to out-front personalities especially those with great optimism. Optimism is one of the greatest traits a nation, a company or a household can possess.

I recently traveled to and from Japan and many of my intellectual thoughts about optimism was confirmed. They have a national approach that very much embodies a can do optimism that is a direct off-shoot of their Shinto Buddhism as a religion. It shows up in their work, their businesses, and their entertainment— in every aspect of their culture. It is amazing how much the Japanese people do given so little resources on the island that they reside on. A lot of that comes from their remarkably positive attitudes. They are very productive and happy to be. They don’t throw away their elderly and most levels of their society have a playfulness about them that joyfully participates in the sorrows of the world—which is clearly a Buddhist attribute. I had read stacks of books on Japanese culture and by default over many years have adopted my own brand of Shinto Buddhism that does not export the responsibility to some third-party spirit residing outside of our four-dimensional space. There is a science to positive thinking that works so long as that is the objective, and that type of optimism is the missing ingredient that America needs most in a capitalist society.

Most people think I’m insane when I insist on certain strategies in business, but as many have witnessed who have hung around to gather up the results, I always know what I’m doing. People who have been second-handers to me long enough know that I always end up coming out on top, and that in my long history, failure has never taken root. That doesn’t mean I haven’t felt the tinge of detrimental failure. It has certainly knocked on my door many times, but I have never yielded to it in any fashion. I have always been able to find the silver lining and turn it to gold eventually—and that is largely due to my overwhelming approach to a positive attitude. Over time I have become used to having nobody around me share this trait, so I am accustomed to functioning completely alone without any input from others. For me personally, it was nice to deal with the Japanese people in general because when it comes to living an honorable existence with a positive flare, they get it. For instance, it was late at night in Kobe, Japan—actually, last week. I didn’t bring any tooth paste with me because honestly, I didn’t want any trouble with the TSA in America—because they are such a bunch of scardy cats about everything—typical unionized slobs who panic over every little raindrop. I was at my hotel and needed some toothpaste to brush my teeth with. So I ran down to Chinatown where nobody spoke much English to get some supplies. I found a little store open that late and I found some tooth paste even though I couldn’t read a word on the box as to what it was. I could decipher enough to figure out that it was toothpaste. Taking it to the counter there was just one other person in the entire store and it looked like he was a Chinese-Japanese guy in his middle sixties. All I was buying was that little tube of toothpaste. I intended to use the whole tube before traveling back to the United States, so it wasn’t much. The man was very pleasant and treated the purchase like it was a block of gold that I had placed on the countertop. When our transaction was completed he gave me a deep bow in thanks and we parted ways.

The cashier in that Chinatown store didn’t have to bow to me; there was nobody else around to judge his behavior. And he didn’t have to be so thankful of a small tube of toothpaste purchased at 11:30 PM on a weeknight when it looked like there wasn’t going to be much else sold to justify him being open that late. Yet he had a marvelous attitude because to him that toothpaste was equal to a bottle of liquor or a pack of meat sold for a celebration. When you live that way day in and day out for your entire life, you tend to outlast whatever troubles your mind, and a productive outcome can eventually be expected.

Donald Trump has that same type of optimism and I think America needs that a lot more than any other aspect of our society—especially after that trip to Japan. I would say that I think having a positive attitude is more important than legal technicalities, or any other learned behavior passed down from mentor to apprentice within the American framework. I value that positive attitude above all other traits. Too often America have limited themselves into reporting what they can’t do which I find disgusting. I want to hear what someone “can do.” I don’t want to hear come out of anybody’s mouth what they “cannot do” especially if they haven’t tried before reporting. Finding excuses not to do something is not appropriate in a free market capitalist society. The sky should be the limit.

I learned to be the way I am by Clare Chennault, the famous Flying Tiger general during World War II against the Japanese ironically. CLICK TO REVIEW. Given old, outdated airplanes, very little in spare parts, and pilots more interested in profit than duty, Chennault with a small band of freedom fighters protected China from the very aggressive and agile Japanese desperate for natural resources to fuel their war. That Flying Tiger story is a great example of American ingenuity and optimism in the face of daunting odds and we have lost that spirit. It makes me sick. I personally do not accept our current status around the world of adopting European neurosis and rejecting traditional American optimism. That is not acceptable.

I hope that in Trump’s wake America wakes up to its potential again. In my personal life, those who know me understand that excuses are not welcome. You either accomplish a task, or you keep trying until you do—there is no can’t. That is a word that I reject from the English dictionary—and I don’t use it. And let me just say this, our nation better get their minds wrapped around the concept of achievement once again. And for those who have been riding in my wake, you better get a grip. If you want to play ball, you better know what you are swinging at. When I’m in charge of things, there is only one way to swing that bat, and you better be aiming for the fences. Because failure is not an option—under any circumstances.

Rich “Cliffhanger” Hoffman

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The Illegal Immigration Trojan Horse: Attack in Missoula County, Montana

Immigration is not the problem, where people from other countries come to the United States to live out the American dream of freedom from oppressive government so that the fruits of their labor can be used to purchase private property under a capitalist banner. The problem is where elements of incompetent American government that seeks to mirror other oppressive nations desires to overwhelm the traditional American values of hard work, and a yearning for that dream, with mass illegal immigration by bringing the values of those faraway places to domestic courthouses fundamentally changing the nature of United States ethics. That second scenario is the objective of progressives who have been embarking now for decades a military like strategy of a Trojan horse insurrection using a Cloward and Piven tactic to overwhelm and change traditional regions into something the United Nations can’t manage as a result of chaos. Thus, that is the situation in the remote Missoula County Courthouse in western Montana—a remote outpost far removed from the noise created by progressives in virtually every North American city.

More than 120 people braved the snow and ice Monday to rally in front of the Missoula County Courthouse, protesting an effort by the Obama administration and its army of community organizers to plant foreign “refugees” into small cities in western Montana.

One of the speakers was a woman who moved recently to Montana from Amarillo, Texas, which has been inundated with thousands of refugees over the past 15 years.

“Amarillo is overrun with refugees,” said Karen Sherman, who stood and spoke to the crowd amid blowing wind and falling snowflakes. Sherman just moved to Missoula, a college town that serves as home to the University of Montana.

It’s a far cry from Amarillo, which she described as a city of rampant crime and cracking social fabric, thanks to the heavy influx of refugees sent there by the U.S. State Department in cooperation with the United Nations.

“Our city is failing because of the refugees. We have 22 different languages spoken in our schools. We’ve got 42 languages being fielded by our 9-1-1 call centers, and crime is just through the roof. We need to exercise caution, especially for the sake of our children,” she said.

Read more at http://www.wnd.com/2016/02/so-it-begins-here-u-s-city-overrun-with-criminal-refugees/#5hWD1OfrseUdyA1o.99

We are under attack and have been for a long time. Even Fox New’s Rupert Murdoch is a member of an obscure open border network that seeks to devalue American citizenship from behind masks of conservative leanings to collapse national sovereignty. You have a right dear reader to be upset. The poor people encouraged to flock these American borders have deliberately been made into an impoverished state so that they could be used as pawns in this scheme, which was never fair to them. Rather than the leaders of the world allowing countries like China, Mexico, all of Africa and other far-flung places to care for their people with capitalism, they have sought to impoverish them so that they’d seek refuge within America and overwhelm the generosity of our nation so to cripple it into eventual collapse. From there, the United Nations intends to manage the globe in the wake of American dominance—and just about everyone of any merit or power is in on the deal.

Western Montana is not a place of vast immigration. It is extremely rural, and the intention of the immigrants dumped there is to attack the culture of American tradition so prevalent. This United Nations inspired insurrection is an aggressive assault on American culture, and it should be repealed with anger, which those 120 people espoused. The situation is entirely inspired by deliberate mismanagement of people’s lives for the fundamental take-over of a way of life. It is a stunning effort by some of the biggest stars and wealthiest people within the United States who have decided themselves that they would vote to limit access of their way of life to those seeking the American dream. People like Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie are deep in the well of United Nations strategies and Democrats who hope to have those two stars host and supply funds for their political campaigns adopt the values of the Hollywood left, leading a progressive push to destroy the capitalism that made the movie stars rich to begin with. People like Pitt and Jolie were like lucky lottery winners, so they have a natural guilt about their wealth because unlike people such as Donald Trump, they didn’t have to earn every last dollar they made, they simply were in the right place at the right time. Yet they are able to command respect because of their wealth, but because they are second-handers by nature, they crave United Nations management and are willing to sacrifice capitalism to have safety and security for their docile minds.

Rupert Murdoch is from Australia—which is a socialist country. Most of the GOP candidates have had to form themselves around his Fox News conservative framework making people like Jeb Bush, Marco Rubio and many others eat from the hand of Republican donors who are submissive to Murdoch’s open border sympathies—and none of them can be trusted—which is why there is a rebellion currently in the Republican party run for the White House. I trust Donald Trump not because I think he’s a good person—which I do think—but because he is financially independent of “the system” and can operate free of their influence. I think right now in our history that financial independence is the most valuable trait of a future American president. Because the United Nations has its claws in American politics too deeply—and it has to stop–it is the most important issue in this coming election. It will never stop so long as candidates need to raise money and follow a plot that was constructed by the United Nations desire for global socialism. America is under attack with illegal immigration to topple capitalism so that socialism will sweep in and take control of our free market system. The evidence is already clear in cities like Seattle, which is actually run by socialist city council members, Detroit, which has been managed into bankruptcy and complete restructuring by the same type of minds—and Chicago which is on the edge of bankruptcy and is in serious contention under complete command of irresponsible fiscal Democrats. These demographic numbers and the wasteland of their imposition were created by floods of immigration meant to topple logic, consume all the financial resources, and change the voting patterns—leaving in their wake the socialism of the places these immigrants came from.

With immigrants usually comes a very hard-working people who are just happy to make an honest wage in a secure country—where war is not ripping apart the fabric of existence and you typically don’t have to worry about bandits coming into your home in the middle of the night and raping the women and killing all the men. But, because they were raised and taught incorrectly, they bring with them a village mentally that loves communism and is skeptical of capitalism. They tend to vote for Democrats and Bernie Sanders style socialism, which was always the United Nations strategy. Topple America as an independent nation secure its sovereignty with crushing debt, then restructure it from its defaulted loans into United Nations management. Celebrities are on board with this strategy as well as most of the establishment politicians. It’s not a conspiracy, it’s a fact. Just check out the politics of Rupert Murdoch and the boards he sits on. I honestly think Murdoch is hoping to shape that future toward conservatism with his media empire, but he is certainly an open border supporter following the United Nations strategy that has been in place since its creation after World War II.

To show how far-reaching this problem truly is, just consider that Missoula County in Montana has been targeted. The people there know it, and they don’t like it. So the question remains, what are we going to do about it? You can’t trust anybody in authority—they have all sold out. There are no modern actors that I know of in the mainstream who stand against this United Nations strategy, and most politicians want the campaign donations of the wealthy Hollywood types so they go along to get access to the kind of money Democratic activists with disposable income can provide. I propose that we have to think outside the box and cut ourselves off from the corrosion of K-Street lobbyists, because that is the heart of the problem. And for me, that starts by electing someone like Donald Trump. The problem is far too severe to think conventionally. The only way to beat them is by doing the unexpected.

Rich “Cliffhanger” Hoffman

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The Declining American Work Ethic: Pray for Donald Trump to fix this detrimental problem

Another aspect for president that nobody has really captured in the mainstream media is one that I am most concerned about—and that is addressing the deplorable American work ethic so prevalent today. So far only Donald Trump has really shown that he has some understanding of this trouble and has managed as a successful person to recruit hard-working people into his organizations that embrace his vision. In general across the nation, Americans have lost their drive to work and be productive—and this is one of the most epic crises that we have to face immediately. The next president will have to step beyond the boundaries of political correctness and address this very dire crisis quickly—before it’s too late, as if it weren’t already. Things weren’t always like this in the United States. But after years of public education failure and poorly managed governments encouraging weakness in American work forces, the effects are now quite dramatic. To see how much, just do a little bit of travel—particularly to an Asian country.

I was very concerned recently while landing in Tokyo that it would take forever to get through customs, get my bags and head to the next flight with only a few hours to spare. I was basing my experience on American work forces at airports. Up to that point the entire crew of the ANA Airlines had been top-notch. The stewardesses were attractive and attentive. After a 13 hour flight they were just as engaging as if it had just started. They were beautiful not so much in a sexual way, but in the way that a flower might catch your eye with a natural appeal that comes from unfiltered existence. Everything they did on the airplane was fast, efficient, and purposeful. I doubt any of them were over 30 and they looked in your eye when they spoke to you. The downside was that as an Asian culture, they were collectivists. Most of what they did was for the greater good of their country—so they lack the ability to really communicate on an individual level. But when it comes to focusing on a task that requires teamwork, they are the best.

Landing in Tokyo I was shocked to see that everything happened very quickly, as if the entire airport had rallied to the task of getting everyone to their next stop. Their security was extremely professional and did not want to hamper business in any way. Most of the people were attractive. Employees actually ran if they felt they needed to, to keep everything flowing. The result was that my security check and bag acquisition took all of about 45 minutes. 15 minutes after that I was at the next gate waiting for the next leg of the journey. Everyone and I mean everyone was very helpful and that attitude prevailed just about everywhere I went in the country—from restaurants to hotel staff.

Compare that to the United Airlines flight back. Most of the employees were over 40 and looked like beat up pickup trucks that had been hauling concrete for twenty years. Some of them were even guys. Let me be very politically incorrect because it’s necessary—and this is no fault of the employees of United Airlines—its just human tendency—I don’t want some dude handing me drinks or tending to me in and out of sleep during a long oversea flight. I want a female—and I think other females prefer it too most of the time. We want a maternal type not some dude covered in whiskers with hairy forearms reaching across our faces. Airplanes are tight and you really don’t want some guy’s junk touching your arm as they walk by you. A girl is fine of course, but a guy is not. The females on that United flight were however taking up way too much real-estate. They were overweight and old. For those flying into America from somewhere else, this was their first impression. Then you get to Chicago.

There the elements of progressivism were obvious—the standard unionized slugs of mixed ethnicity acting like you owed them for their lives standing around uselessly. Everything took too long and the shift of focus obviously moved to them as opposed to customer service. Security took nearly three times as long in Chicago as it did Tokyo. Tokyo is a larger city than Chicago so they are comparable examples. In Japan they don’t put up with a lot of crap from other countries. There is a reason we don’t hear about terrorist activity in Japan—that’s because they aren’t concerned with political correctness in that culture. They screen for trouble makers and they don’t allow for the disruption of productive enterprise in their society. In America, it was more important to hire minorities, handicapped people, and everyone’s grandmas to get them out of the kitchen making cookies and into the “workforce” so that they could be taxed on incomes that they probably didn’t need. They whole thing was a disaster to my eyes. It was embarrassing.

Some black guy who was obviously trying to look busy as a TSA agent singled out my bag for further evaluation wanting to look at some gifts I bought for my kids in Tokyo. I was very tort with him because I knew he was just wasting time. He wasn’t looking for anything. He just wanted to show that he had authority and could waste my time—it was strictly a power thing with the guy. Of course I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction, so my answers were disrespectful and snooty on purpose. He was wasting my time so I was going to get my worth one way or another. But I shouldn’t have even had to deal with it. The problem is cultural with an emphasis on all the wrong things.

Needless to say, being back in America was wonderful. There is nothing like the good ol’ American flag to greet you after a long trip—that and the golden arches of McDonald’s. But the American work ethic as it is today just sucks. Our young people don’t want to work and our hiring practices encourage the worst and weakest instead of the best and most attractive. I’m not saying that we should have a “Hooters” airlines, but there needs to be a conscious effort to put our best people where they are the face of whatever organization they are employed by. We don’t need a bunch of union slugs holding up productive output and acting like you owe them something for their job. They need to recognize that productive output is the measure the world judges us all on, and you either have it or you don’t, and right now, the Asian countries are beating the crap out of America with sheer work ethic. Where are the good-looking American girls who want to fly around the world for free as an airline employee? Well, they don’t make it through the screening process because those companies are encouraged to hire minorities and senior citizens due to government activism toward progressive objectives.

Worst above all, American workers these days seem all too intent to tell you what “cannot be done.” If you ask them a question, they’ll find a million reasons to tell you why it cannot be accomplished. Rather than try, they just throw up their arms in surrender from the outset. They are too lazy to try. Because our government has made it too easy to get free money from the government too many people are just fat and lazy—they invest more time in watching stupid television shows as opposed to actually accomplishing something or earning money for themselves. The good-looking girls who should be working our airlines are thirty pounds overweight and covered in body piercings. They don’t know if they are lesbians, bi-sexuals, or if they want to have kids or even get married. So they eat, make their asses fat, and they rot away into uselessness. That fault isn’t necessarily their own, it comes from a poor national strategy of putting emphasis on all the wrong things.

A President Trump knows that people like gold sinks and supermodel receptionists. He knows that men like other men who are strong and bold. A President Trump knows that the way to win in the world is to work harder and do so more often than everyone else. It also starts by hiring the best people for the best positions. If a girl wants to be a stewardess to see the world during her twenties before she marries and is a knock-out to look at, she should get the job over the 50-year-old two-time grandma who is going back to work because she’s been made to feel socially that she’s useless at home baking cookies for her family. If some gay guy is competing for an airline job over a girl who belongs on the cover of a magazine, the girl should get the job because the customers on the airline will enjoy her company on a long flight a lot more than the uncomfortable presence of a person who might accost you during a nap. And as for TSA agents, the fast guy who sees everything but is still polite and focused on getting everyone to their next destination should get the job over some thug who was given the job by a government program to keep the fatherless bastard out of a gang on the streets of Chicago. The only way to solve these problems is to first acknowledge that they exist, then to have the fortitude to do something different with an eye toward productive output. And the first step on that path is to be politically incorrect and declare that a lot of the things we do now as a nation are just stupid—and embarrassing. We need a president who will put once again an emphasis on the most productive out-put possible for all the right reasons. Then not be afraid to tell it like it is—because somebody better fast, otherwise every other country on earth will beat us because they are not politically correct. You can’t compete with a culture if you intentionally hold your hands behind your backs with political correctness. That practice has to stop for all our good, and we need a president who understands how to communicate that through the power of the Oval Office.

Rich “Cliffhanger” Hoffman

CLIFFHANGER RESEARCH & DEVELOPMENT

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Is Kobe Steak Worth It: Celebrating a moment free of nonsense

Occasionally, after a lot of hard work I enjoy indulging in a nice steak to sort of put an explanation point at the end of a sentence. It’s kind of like spiking the football after a long drive toward a touchdown. It’s the appropriate thing to do. In the normal course of things that for me involves either Jag’s Steakhouse in West Chester, or the Rodizio Grill at Liberty Center. When at Jags I typically get the Big Oscar Fillet to serve as that ceremonial spike. Executive Chef Michelle Brown at Jags knows just how to do it all right and the food quality is always consistently high, so when you are celebrating a personal victory—that’s the place to do it. But I am open to new experiences and I will give a new place a chance when the occasion provides. It just so happened that I was in the neighborhood of Mouriya Steak in Kobe, Japan as there was a reason to have a good steak so I had dinner with some very hard-working people who all deserved some fine food.

I had been hearing with an ear toward skepticism that Kobe Beef is the finest in the world—and the most expensive. My thoughts then and now were that anywhere that there is a restricted market and a gigantic supply need around the world, of course the price would be high—but that most of the mystic was generated with perception, and not actual quality. So I was impressed with the Mouriya Steak House and their very exquisite detail to the quality of the experience. The bottom line is that I had a very good steak—and I considered it a rare treat. I have had Kobe Beef at other places around the country, but learning more about it, I am convinced that they were all fakes. The real deal was quite extraordinary. The meticulousness under which the beef is purchased by each steak house was something I couldn’t help but admire, but it was the delivery of it to my plate with all the love and care of the finest specimen on earth that captured my respect. If having a steak is equivalent to a much deserved football spike in an important game, this Kobe steak was equal to scoring a touchdown, with no time on the clock, on fourth down, in the Superbowl. It was a treat to say the least.

http://www.mouriya.co.jp/en/mopr/index.html

Kobe beef (神戸ビーフ Kōbe bīfu^?) (KO-BEH) refers to beef from the Tajima strain of Wagyu cattle, raised in Japan‘s Hyogo Prefecture according to rules as set out by the Kobe Beef Marketing and Distribution Promotion Association.^[1] The meat is a delicacy renowned for its flavor, tenderness, and fatty, well-marbled texture. Kobe beef can be prepared as steak, sukiyaki, shabu shabu, sashimi, and teppanyaki.

Kobe beef is also called Kobe niku (神戸肉^?, “Kobe meat”), Kobe-gyu (神戸牛^?) or Kobe-ushi (神戸牛^?, “Kobe cattle”) in Japanese.^[1]

Cattle were introduced in Japan in the second century as work animals used for rice cultivation. Because of Japan’s “difficult terrain and sparse arable land” due in part to its mountainous topography,^[2] cattle were bred in small, isolated regions, yielding herds with unique qualities in their meat.^[3]

After the Meiji Restoration, beef consumption remained low, but it has steadily increased since the end of World War II. Kobe beef grew in popularity and extended its global reach in the 1980s and 1990s.^[4]

In the late 19th century, native Japanese cattle were interbred with European breeds, including Brown Swiss, Shorthorn, and Devon.^{[citation needed]} The cattle originally recognized in 1943 as “Kobe beef” were cattle from herds in the Kobe area of Japan, and could be any of four breeds of Wagyu cattle—Akaushi (Japanese Red/Brown),Kuroushi (Japanese Black), Japanese Polled, and Japanese Shorthorn.^[5] Tajima is a strain of the Japanese Black, the most populous breed (around 90% of the four breeds).^[6][7]

In 1983, the Kobe Beef Marketing and Distribution Promotion Association was formed to define and promote the Kobe trademark. It sets standards for animals to be labeled as Kobe beef.^[8]

In 2009, the USDA placed a ban on the import of Kobe beef to prevent the Japan foot-and-mouth outbreak from reaching US shores. The ban was eventually relaxed in August, 2012 to allow limited amounts of Kobe Beef into the country but regular shipments didn’t resume until March, 2013.^[9]

Prior to 2012, Kobe beef was not exported. The first exports, in January 2012, were to Macau, then to Hong Kong in July 2012.^[15] Since then, exports have also been made to the United States, Singapore,Thailand^[16] and one chef in Canada.^[17]

The increase in popularity of Japanese beef in the United States has led to the creation of “Kobe-style” beef, taken from domestically raised Wagyu crossbred with Angus cattle, to meet the demand. Farms in the United States and Britain have attempted to replicate the Kobe traditions.^[18] From the first Wagyu cattle imported in the 1970s, 150 US ranches now raise “tens of thousands of Wagyu cattle”.^[19]

The meat produced by these cross-breeds is different from the “authentic” Kobe beef, though this is “often by design”, due to the perception that American palates do not actually want the richness of Japanese beef and would prefer a more familiar flavor profile.^[6] Some US meat producers claim any differences between their less expensive “Kobe-style” beef and true Kobe beef are largely cosmetic.^[20] Cuts of US “Kobe-style” beef tend to have darker meat and a bolder flavor.^[21]

In Europe, UK grocery retailer Asda, owned by Wal-Mart, introduced Wagyu beef at the end of 2011 under its Butcher’s Selection line using meat from a herd in Yorkshire, “bred from Holstein dairy cows impregnated with Wagyu semen“. This not only made the beef more affordable, but it also resulted in less marbled meat more familiar to UK consumers.^[2] In June 2014, the German discounter Aldi announced that it was going to introduce Wagyu beef steaks, “with every store receiving a limited number of 50 steaks, priced at a very competitive £6.99 for an 8-oz (225-g) sirloin and rib eye“. However, Aldi’s Wagyu beef was sourced from New Zealand, where the exclusively grass-fed cattle are allowed to roam, more in keeping with changing norms around animal welfare (in Japan cattle are “confined in small pens and given much more energy-dense feed”).^[2]

The proliferation of beef outside Japan marketed as Kobe beef is an issue for Kobe beef farmers. Due to a lack of legal recognition of the Kobe beef trademark in some countries, it is possible to sell meat that is incorrectly labeled as Kobe beef.^[22][23] The Kobe Beef Marketing and Distribution Promotion Association planned to publish pamphlets about Kobe beef in foreign languages.^[24]

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kobe_beef

Mouriya’s Steak House Special Selection was the superior quality beef less than 32 months old. They have never given birth, and come from the bloodline of Tajima Cow that is the original family of Kobe Cow. They have been steadily reproduced without close-cross and they grow up in the Mouriya’s contractual ranch in Yabu City, Tajima Cow’s hometown, eating the same fodder that the pure blood Tajima cows eat in the same cowshed; and the taste and relish of the meat are as wonderful as the Kobe Beef. Needless to say, the taste of Kobe Beef is marvelous, but the shortcoming is high price. (Recently, the price has risen again.)

Tajima Cow is the ancestor of Kobe Cow. The name “Kobe Cow” does not mean species or category, but is the name of the brand. Original Tajima Cows that have passed the standard, i.e. those raised by the registered cattle farmers in the list of the Kobe Meat Promotion Association, those slaughtered at the specified Meat Center in Hyogo Prefecture, and those that are ranked A and B, and the BMS value (numerical value that shows marble condition of the beef) is more than 6 are called Kobe Cow.

To start with, Tajima Cow used to live in the country of Tajima (presently northern part of Hyogo Prefecture) as shown by the name eating the wild grass that grew in abundance with clear water in the clear air. The meat of Tajima Cow has been originally good quality, and has become the wonderful brand through cattle farmers’ zeal in raising them as the beef cow. Moreover, the obvious difference comparing to the brand cows in other prefectures is keeping blood line inside Hyogo Prefecture avoiding hybridizing with other ones. This system of maintaining the pure bloodline has been employed only by Hyogo Prefecture’s cattle farmers in Japan. The Kobe Cow and Tajima Cow are basically small, so the beef is fine and not fatty, as well as the relish and flavor are delicious.

While eating the Kobe Steak I couldn’t help but think of the cow and the way the beef was created. In the United States PETA would have had a fit, but they’d be unjustified. These cows were born and raised to be served to people of thought, to make hard-fought victories of economic expansion taste just a little bit better. That type of activity is far superior to just having a cow standing in a field eating grass. It reminded me yet again of how too much emphasis on the wrong type of regulation can stifle a business, whereas part of what made the Kobe Beef so good was the excessive yearning for quality that the farmers pushed for—to satisfy that market demand.

It had been a hard week so the steak was the best way to cap it off. Sometimes it’s the little things in life, sometimes it’s the big ones. And sometimes it’s just good to be surrounded by wonderful quality for a few hours and take a deep breath. Mouriya Steak House is the kind of place that gives you all three experiences at the same time, and it was certainly worth the expense. But then again, life is too valuable to waste it on nonsense—and Mouriya Steak can’t be accused of that.

Rich “Cliffhanger” Hoffman

CLIFFHANGER RESEARCH & DEVELOPMENT

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