Author: Poetrooper

A report at ABC News quotes former Defense intelligence Agency head, retired LTG Michael Flynn, as saying that almost 80% of the material on computers captured from ISIS, Al Qaeda and other Jihadist was pornography. In his new book, Flynn says:

“We were facing a despicable foe, one who would rape and pillage women and children, boys and girls, behead for fun, all while watching pornography on their laptops,” Flynn writes, after describing U.S. efforts in Iraq in the mid-2000s. “In fact, at one point, we determined that 80 percent of the material on the laptops we were capturing was pornography.”

Other counterterrorism officials, while not affirming the 80% figure confirmed that pornography is often found on terrorists’ computers. “Some of it was really bad, and it was all over the map. Some of it was kids, animals,” said one former analyst.

Animals? Like maybe a video of young goats in garterbelts pole-dancing and twerking their nubile nannie fannies while Parviz and pals pound their puds?

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The Hillary campaign has floated the possibility of retired admiral, James G. Stavridis, as a vice-presidential pick, a man who appears to fit the mold of a Democrat military leader quite well. He’s an intellectual, a military egghead with a PhD and numerous other academic honors and accomplishments. Under the Obama administration he became the first naval officer to head up NATO as Supreme Allied Commander Europe and he was probably headed for greater heights in the Pentagon had he not become mired in a tacky scandal.

While Stavridis was serving as SACEUR, anonymous tipsters apparently provided sufficient evidence to justify the initiation of an extensive investigation into his reputed misuse of government aircraft and automobiles, unauthorized use of government communications, receiving unauthorized per diem compensation and taking unreported gifts from foreign nations. No wonder Hillary likes the guy.

The lengthy investigative report (.pdf link) determined there were grounds to, “take appropriate corrective action with regards to ADM Stavridis,” but it was disregarded by über progressive navy secretary, Ray Mabus, who concluded, “I have determined that ADM Stavridis never attempted to use his public office for private gain nor did he commit personal misconduct.”

You should note that “I” not “we,” nor “a lengthy naval investigation,” which is a not unexpected response from the arrogant and narcissistic Mabus, a Pentagonian prince not known for heeding subordinates nor following naval tradition. What’s likely is that Stavridis was a “four star” in favor with the Obama administration for his progressive sympathies in diversifying the navy, and as we have most recently seen, under this administration, high-ranking, in-favor, Democrat wrongdoers operate by a different set of laws and regulations than we, the great unwashed, so Stavridis walked. However, the scandal must have been seen by the Obama administration as being sufficient to prevent further military advancement for Stavridis as he retired in 2013 without additional promotion.

For those of you who might question the admiral’s qualifications to be vice-president, I say,

“Hey, at least he’d go into the job with an up close and personal understanding of the Democrat system of justice.”

Crossposted at American Thinker

I found this little jewel of a music video in the comments over at American Thinker and immediately thought of you guys. And yes, you guys includes you, Ex-PH2, and the other distaff members of this forum. As I noted in another comment earlier today, Ol’ Poe hits the three-quarter century mark at midnight and I’m just too damned set in my ways to be politically correct. Anyway, this up and coming young country singer, Bryan Lewis, has real singing talent and a flair for lyrics:

And no, Dave Hardin, distaff does not denote someone who’s never served at battalion or higher headquarters.

I’m an old guy who grew up playing rough-and-tumble from an early age, fighting when necessary to maintain my place in the upper-middle of the testosterone-fueled hierarchy in my small southern town, a kid who couldn’t wait to get his first gun and go hunting and was later equally eager to learn the professional use of many lethal military weapons in combat against a deadly enemy. So it’s really difficult for me to believe that any man could publicly and apparently proudly proclaim himself to be such a totally emasculated milquetoast, and an ill-informed one at that, as New York Daily News reporter Gersh Kuntzmann has done with this error-filled hit piece on the AR-15 rifle – which was, of course, timed to take advantage of the atrocity in Orlando.

If Kuntzmann has masochistic tendencies, then today he must be basking resplendently in the utter contempt and ridicule being directed his way from millions of American gun owners who read his article, opening with this sentence: “It feels like a bazooka – and sounds like a cannon,” about a lightweight sporting rifle that is so easy to handle that it is popular enough with teenage female shooters to be manufactured in hot pink Barbie versions. But an admittedly “terrified” Kuntzmann goes on to proudly parade his ignorance by inferring that such a weapon can fire a forty-round “clip” in less than five seconds.

Right here I’ll wager Kuntzmann any amount he chooses that he can’t possibly fire forty rounds from an AR-15 in less than five seconds, because an AR-15 is a semi-automatic weapon, which requires the trigger to be pulled back fully to firing position for every individual round fired. Even with his pinky finger fully extended, Gersh just ain’t that good a gunner. He simply can’t operate that trigger that fast. By the way, you can always tell a liberal writer expounding on firearms because they invariably use the term “clip” rather than the correct term “magazine.” And, Kuntzmann, magazines are typically configured for 20 or 30 rounds, not 40, as anyone with minimal knowledge of firearms knows.

But it is in the actual firing of the weapon that Gersh seriously sissifies himself:

The recoil bruised my shoulder. The brass shell casings disoriented me as they flew past my face. The smell of sulfur and destruction made me sick. The explosions – loud like a bomb – gave me a temporary case of PTSD. For at least an hour after firing the gun just a few times, I was anxious and irritable.

I gotta tell you, Kuntzmann, you had millions of American gun owners guffawing with that bit of hissy-fit histrionics. Thousands of teenage girls fire the AR-15 routinely, and they can tell you, the recoil is minimal compared to most sporting rifles. And those unbruised young ladies have the presence of mind not to let themselves become disoriented by those absolutely icky brass shell casings flying past as they steel themselves not to be overcome by the smell of destruction, whatever the hell that is, and the bomb-like muzzle blasts that gave you temporary PTSD, whatever the hell that is, and made you anxious and irritable for at least an hour.

Good grief, Kuntzmann, don’t you have a clue what a complete pantywaist you have described yourself to be? It’s not just real men who are laughing at you – it’s real women as well.

If there is a lesson to be learned from this silly bit of reporting it is that editors should not send silly twits to cover issues of which they have no knowledge or experience. Being the old politically incorrect dinosaur I am, I’d just say, “Don’t send a girl to do a man’s job.”

Crossposted at American Thinker

Whoever came up with Donald Trump’s reverberating campaign theme about making America great again hit a nerve with mainstream Americans, and it has served the campaign well. Mocked and ridiculed in the mainstream media, which is never to be equated with mainstream America, making America great again is a theme that can be appreciated not only by those who have had the misfortune to be personally affected by the decline in this country’s manufacturing base or its technical jobs being shipped offshore to third-world wage-savers, but also by those millions of Americans who stand and watch as their very own president, supported by his lockstep-marching Democratic Party and their adoring mainstream media, takes every opportunity to demean our country before the world. So yes, “make America great again” resonates across this great country and among the millions of citizens out there who want the leadership to make that happen.

But if Donald Trump wants to hit the red-hot nerve that runs through those tens, maybe hundreds, of millions, he simply needs to adopt as his secondary campaign theme the words he recently spoke, “I refuse to be politically correct.” The pundits can pontificate all they want about the number one election issue being the economy but I think they are as wrong about that as they have been about every other aspect of this election season. Too comfortably ensconced in their politically correct bastions of elitism to have any idea of what is important to those hundreds of millions of ordinary folks struggling to make a living between their coastal havens, they are no determiners of truly correct political thought and speech.

It’s that last term, politically correct speech, that more than any other can be counted on to elicit angry responses from virtually any gathering of citizens who have come together to hear Donald Trump speak. Yes, they are angry that a clueless and incompetent federal government has allowed their jobs to be taken away, but what really riles them to the boiling point is for some effete liberal academic, bureaucrat, or media fool to tell them, “You can’t say that!” The natural response in most of America is, “The hell I can’t!” with a jaw jutted forward and fists tightly bunched at the sides.

That is the vein of fed up, righteous anger that Donald Trump should feed into, starting every speech with, “What you’re gonna hear today isn’t gonna be politically correct!” and ending it with, “We’re gonna make America great again, and a great America is sure as hell not a politically correct America. We’re gonna make America the land of free speech again!”

You do that, Donald, and I promise you, son, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.

Crossposted at American Thinker