FIRST POOLS, NOW FOOD: Illegal’s Intestinal Sewage and Other Delectable Treats

nausea-300x180Originally posted at CLASH Daily

Of late it seems fecal matter is everywhere. First it showed up in public pools when Cryptosporidium, a hard-to-kill bacteria, made an appearance across America. Ironically, this nasty parasite is the same fecal-to-oral microorganism travelers to Mexico are regularly afflicted with.

According to an article written in the year 2000 entitled “Prevalence of Cryptosporidium Parvum Infection in Children along the Texas-Mexico Border and Associated Risk Factors”, “Cryptosporidiosis [was] endemic in developing countries, such as Mexico, as a result of poor sanitation and crowded living conditions.”

Since the year 2000, along with the highly-touted cultural diversity the left insists all Americans, like it or not, should revere, the influx of illegals from all over the world has delivered to America’s shores and infused our public pools with bacterium from individuals with bathroom habits typical of countries with poor sanitation.

And public pools aren’t the only place harmful pathogens have been showing up.

Recently, Cyclosporiasis, a painful parasitical stomach ailment, sickened about 400 Americans after eating cilantro imported from Mexico.

How did the parasite end up on the cilantro, you ask?

Apparently human waste and toilet tissue clung to the herbage after making “contact with the parasite shed from the intestinal tract of humans,” who were working so hard they couldn’t make it to the port-a-potty in time.

Although pure speculation on my part, it seems that since the borders have been opened wide to welcome in host carriers of maladies such Enterovirus D-68, an infection that was probably imported from Latin America that killed and paralyzed dozens of American children, the Obama administration’s benevolence toward illegals crossing the border has made victims of our nation’s citizens.

So, as more and more illegals push their way into our midst, it may be wise to avoid the public pools our tax dollars support and to pass up Mexican restaurants that proudly sprinkle the burritos with cilantro that may or may not be decorated with unappetizing sprinkles of its own.

Beware, because people of the same ilk as those who pooped on the cilantro and contaminated our public pools are now officially out of the shadows.

In other words, illegals are everywhere, brazenly pushing around shopping carts, clogging up our classrooms, sneezing and coughing all over public transportation, jamming up our hospital emergency rooms and, most disturbingly of all, working in the food industry.

That’s right – besides picking crops and taking a dip in a city pool, a large majority of illegals gravitate toward food-handling jobs in restaurant kitchens and meatpacking plants.

Have you noticed that Spanish-speaking individuals are in grocery stores constructing towers out of tomatoes and peaches? Hence, unless one is daring enough to chance a raging case of E Coli infection, snacking on unwashed grapes and cherries at the local farmer’s market is something that should be avoided.

Adding credibility to the pathogens-on-the-food warning, recently Consumer Reports ran lab tests on 300 packages of ground beef and found that all were contaminated with fecal matter.

The dangerous bacterium that was found on the meat includes Staphylococcus aureus and Clostridium perfringens, the second of which causes one million cases of food poisoning annually.

In addition to antibiotic-resistant Mexican Mycobacterium tuberculosis strains migrating across the border, antibiotic-resistant superbugs are now also showing up on meat that was tested.

Seeing as how dead cows can’t poop on themselves and meat processing across the Midwest is mostly done by illegals, even though no one has specified the source of the feces, there’s a good chance the intestinal waste blended in with the hamburger meat comes from workers who wear their rubber gloves inside and outside of the bathroom.

Yet, rather than acknowledge an epic policy failure on their part, the same Democrats who overlook illegals crossing our border will likely call for stricter food safety regulations for meat packing plants – a futile effort if workers are hygienically challenged.

And it’s not just the beef.

The most recent NARMS retail meat report, a meat surveillance program in conjunction with the US Food and Drug Administration (FDA), the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, and the health departments of 11 states found that “Ninety percent of pork chops, ground beef and ground turkey, and 95 percent of chicken breasts were contaminated with fecal bacteria.”

Granted, the premise may be pure conjecture, but just like pools and tainted cilantro, there’s probably a good chance that factory workers with less-than-first-world bathroom habits are now infecting our meat.

Bobby Jindal’s Truth-o-Tron-sized dose of reality

Jindal-Planned-Parenthood Originally posted at American Thinker blog

Borrowing the idea from Barack Obama, who started a trend when he turned the People’s House into a rainbow-colored homage to same-sex marriage, Louisiana governor Bobby Jindal must feel that murdering living human beings and selling their body parts calls for an equally bold statement.

Similar to looking away from pictures of Nazis murdering Jews because such unsettling images distract from pressing issues like Bruce Jenner transitioning into I Am Cait, by and large, the general public has refused to watch the Center for Medical Progress’s gruesome Planned Parenthood videos.

As far as Governor Jindal is concerned, willful blindness is not an option.

That’s why the pro-life leader set up a huge screen and speakers in front of the governor’s mansion in Baton Rouge, and, instead of paying tribute to gay pride, Governor Jindal has decided to host a round-the-clock showing of the undercover videos exposing Planned Parenthood’s illegal sales of baby parts.

And so, like a bucket of ice dumped over the head of America’s collective conscience, and in an effort to get the clueless to focus on the horror of Planned Parenthood clinicians nonchalantly discussing the dissection and sale of body parts of aborted babies, the Louisiana governor decided that in lieu of a Jumbotron, a continuous loop on a “truth-o-tron” would be the best way to jar the public into understanding what the nation’s largest abortion provider is really all about.

Planned Parenthood was already protesting Jindal’s recent call to investigate the abortuary, as well as his decision to block Medicaid recipients in Louisiana from receiving care at Planned Parenthood clinics.  In response, the organization’s Louisiana state director, Melissa Flournoy, declared, “Governor Jindal isn’t even in Louisiana today, but he’s made sure to prove that he’s always ready to put politics before Louisianan’s [sic] health.”

About the screening, Flournoy called the continuous loop “a stunt.”

Funding protests and audiovisual broadcasts aside, one can’t help but wonder whether Flournoy considered President Obama’s Gay Pride White House proclamation a “stunt” or having the murdered Cecil the Lion’s image projected onto the Empire State Building a “stunt.”

Either way – sort of like asking Lizzie Borden to medically address a severe axe wound – Flournoy argues that besides killing living human beings and selling their body parts for profit, Planned Parenthood also serves the medical needs of women.

Jindal’s response to the murdering medical providers at Planned Parenthood has been unflinching.

Despite the governor acknowledging Planned Parenthood’s constitutional right to protest, like a mandatory sonogram prior to an abortion, Jindal’s office warns that it will “ensure that anyone who shows up will … witness firsthand the offensive actions of the organization they are supporting.”

Rivaled only by Obama’s same-sex White House light show, Governor Bobby Jindal believes that facing the unvarnished truth of the barbarism that Planned Parenthood passes off as women’s health services is more than worthy of a governor-sponsored, giant-sized exposé.

And so thanks to Bobby Jindal, when abortion advocates sporting pink T-shirts arrive at 1001 Capitol Access Road in Baton Rouge, like it or not, the protestors will be forced to watch a playful technician demonstrate, before scissoring through a face to retrieve an intact brain to sell to medical researchers, how easy it is to have a little fun restarting the heartbeat of a born-alive baby.

Obama chillin’ in Chilmark

president-first-lady-host-girls-scouts-at-first-ever-white-house-campoutOriginally posted at American Thinker blog

President Barack Obama must have felt that after doing a decent amount of damage to the country this week, he earned the right to leave early for his 17-day vacation in Martha’s Vineyard.  This year the president will be kicking back at the same $12-million Chilmark seven-bedroom, nine-bathroom estate that he and Michelle and their entourage rented last year.

The president’s convoy includes the usual tagalongs and top aides, among whom are the gravelly-voiced national security adviser Susan Rice and Obama’s Iranian-born senior adviser/muse Valerie Jarrett.

Also accompanying him on the trip are younger daughter Sasha and wife Michelle and her donut-shaped hair bun, which, of late, she’s been balancing like a bird’s nest on the top of her head.

Oldest daughter Malia is still in New York City, where she’s summer-interning with Lena Dunham.

Lena is the writer/producer/star of the raunchy HBO series Girls.  In addition to dreaming up Girls, Malia’s summer supervisor, whose father Caroll does giant-sized paintings of giant-sized women with giant-sized genitals, also admitted to sexually molesting her younger sister Grace when they were kids.

So while Sasha is learning to boogie-board and taking leisurely hikes with Mom and Dad, 16-year-old Malia will be doing more important things like watching Lena Dunham roll around nude on the set of Girls, learning how to get a woman to crawl on all fours before participating in rough sex, and getting a close-up view of things like flesh-colored pasties and prosthetic penises.

As for the rest of the family, while Congress considers the shameful Iran deal, Dad Obama will be eating “Barack My World” ice cream at Mad Martha’s, donning a ridiculous-looking helmet to go biking, and, before tearing up the links, probably slip into those nerdy-looking khaki shorts and saddle shoes.

Also, while in between a few arm-twisting phone calls to Jewish congressman Chuck Schumer (D-NY), who is reportedly opposed to giving Iran nuclear bomb, Obama will undoubtedly join Sasha and Michelle and that huge bun of hers on outings to Oak Bluff for lobster rolls and fried clams at Nancy’s and delicacies like Fontina Ravioli at the upscale Sweet Life Café.

One potential highlight of the trip does include the prospect of Obama bumping into former secretary of state and presidential hopeful Hillary Clinton, who will also be visiting the tony enclave for the annual birthday soirée for Ann Jordan, wife of Democratic adviser Vernon Jordan.

Last year the Clintons and the Obamas all self-consciously bit their bottom lips as they robotically danced the night away at Ann Jordan’s 80th birthday.

Speaking of dancing, while the five American service men killed in a terrorist attack in Chattanooga were being buried, Obama was line-dancing in Kenya.  So, who better than the Lipala expert to set an example for the partiers by demonstrating how efficient he’s become at conveying a message of coldhearted indifference.

Hopefully, this year there won’t be another hurricane, flare-up of Middle East unrest, ISIS beheading of an American, or a black thug shot by a white police officer to distract Obama from hanging out in a vacation spot frequented by those he disparagingly calls “life’s lottery winners.”

Either way, 17 days from now, before returning home to Washington, D.C., a fully rested and energized Barack will have had enough time to have thought of a way to exempt himself from his phony crusade against income inequality.

After he figures out a way to relate to the little people, the president can busy himself with illegally overriding any and all opposition to the Iraq deal and negotiating another crushing federal budget.  Then, in September, he’ll welcome to the White House a provocative pope who shares his obsession with nonexistent climate change.

As if all that weren’t enough, the president also has plans to roll out the red carpet for Chinese President Xi Jinping, who, unlike Obama, rather than purge and emasculate the Chinese military, is plotting future world domination by promoting his top military generals.

RUSSIA HAS ITS CANNIBALS–We Have Ours: Exposing Planned Parenthood

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Maybe it’s the affinity for herring that does it, but Russia has turned out a few nasty Jeffrey Dahmer-type killers over the years. First there was the impotent sex freak/supply clerk Andrei Chikatilo, father of Yuri and Lyudmila, who raped, murdered, and cannibalized 53 people.

After he endured a childhood of poverty and Stalinist-era forced famines, and after starving neighbors ate a brother who went missing, Chikatilo developed into a cannibalistic serial killer.

It was between the years of 1978 and 1990 that Andrei got away with dining on tongues and sex organs. Finally Chikatilo was captured, and in 1994 was executed with one bullet to the back of the head.

Now, 25 years later, Russia has another cannibal named Tamara Samsonova. Tamara, dubbed the “Granny Ripper,” is a 68-year-old retiree who, when not playing cards and shuffleboard and whatever else pensioners do, killed, dismembered, cut out the lungs, and dined on what police say could be up to 14 victims – and then chronicled it in a diary.

Tamara’s last target was her friend/tenant Valentina Ulanova, aged 79. In response to a dispute over a dirty teacup, the cannibal drugged Valentina with sleeping pills and cut her up while she was still alive. Then, after decapitating the woman with a hacksaw and possibly eating parts of her body, she stuffed what was left of Valentina into a black plastic bag and dumped it near a pond, where it was later found.

After her arrest, Samsonova, much like Chikatilo, confessed what she did to Valentina: “I killed my tenant Volodya, cut her to pieces in the bathroom with a knife, put the pieces of her body in plastic bags and threw them away.”

Police suspect that the former hotel worker also had her husband, who disappeared 10 years ago, for lunch; carved up a boarder in her apartment; and murdered a businessman whose headless, limbless torso was found 12 years ago on the street where Tamara lived.

At her arraignment, Samsonova told Judge Roman Chebotaryov, “I was getting ready for this court action for dozens of years. It was all done deliberately. With this last murder I closed the chapter. I am guilty and I deserve a punishment.”

Cannibalization is defined as the act of an animal eating one of its own kind, or the act of “us[ing] (a machine) as a source of spare parts for another, similar machine.”

In America there is currently a Planned Parenthood controversy that is similar to what cannibals Samsonova and Chikatilo did in Russia. Although the motives were different, the outcome is the same.

Planned Parenthood is a government-funded organization where human animals consume their own kind and then use the excuse that spare parts are needed to benefit the medical needs of human machines.

Civilized people shriek in horror at the thought of luring, killing, and dismembering an innocent animal, let alone doing the same thing to another person. Yet isn’t that what abortion provider/black-market baby-organ seller Planned Parenthood does all day, everyday? It lures in weak, vulnerable women who want to dispose of children for reasons just as trivial as being upset over a dirty teacup.

Planned Parenthood provides a service to females whose stomachs growl with personal yearning and who satiate that hunger by feeding babies to an organization whose gratification is obtained by profiting from the sale of human flesh.

Samsonova and Chikatilo may have eaten humans outright. But Planned Parenthood clinicians Nucotola, Gatter, Ginde, and Gold Coast Director of Research for Planned Parenthood Melissa Farrell run a close second to the Russian carnivores when it comes to feeding on death.

Samsonova and Chikatilo are just less refined.

Let’s face it – only a certifiable people-eater could stuff her gullet while discussing “less crunchy” abortion methods, the sale of baby livers, fetal eyeballs, neural tissue, and how to ensure the delivery of “intact fetal cadavers”.

As for Samsonova, after setting her sights on a mark, in some cases before carving them up for dinner, she drugged her victims. On the other hand, merciless Planned Parenthood doctors choose not to administer pain relief to those marked for death. Thus, before dying, many of the babies being massacred experience an excruciating level of intense suffering.

After dismembering her kill, Tamara separated body parts into edible piles and trash piles. Likewise, before dumping the unsellable tissue into biohazard bags and shipping them to an incinerator, by separating the tiny limbs and tattered organs of the dead, Planned Parenthood does the same thing.

The difference is that unlike a Russian cannibal who detaches heads from torsos in the woods and gouges out lungs in the bathtub, the nurses at Planned Parenthood have “fun” dissecting baby remains on a plate over a lighted table.

As for the consumption aspect, Tamara and Andrei both wolfed down the choicest parts, and so too does Planned Parenthood.

After picking through bone fragments and miniscule sex organs, fingers, and toes, rather than literally eat “another boy,” the legalized butcher of babies sells prime selections to the highest-paying consumer for money that is later used to buy foodstuffs to fill the bellies of famished executioners.

The Russian duo were probably cannibals to satisfy either a pathological sexual perversion, as in Chikatilo’s case, or because of a psychotic mental illness, as in Samsonova’s. But regardless of the excuse, how psychotic does an entire organization have to be to justify slaughtering infants and peddling their organs like spare car parts?

In the end, it remains to be seen whether Tamara Samsonova will suffer the same bullet-to-the-back-of-the-head fate as Andrei Chikatilo. In the meantime, at least when they were finally caught, the Russian cannibals confessed to their crimes, which is more than can be said for the pusillanimous predators at Planned Parenthood.

Whatever ends up happening to the woman who prefers human lungs to Borscht, one thing is certain: Tamara Samsonova has inadvertently provided the American public with a gruesome illustration of the true nature of Planned Parenthood.

Born at 23 weeks, this micropreemie is sharing the truth about abortion posted at LiveAction News

The story of former “micropreemie” Trevor Frolek couldn’t come at a more awkward time for Planned Parenthood. Currently, the largest abortion provider in the country is scrambling to defend killing babies up to 20 weeks gestation and beyond, and selling their body parts for profit.

America has witnessed a Planned Parenthood abortionist explaining during an investigation conducted by the Center for Medical Progress that intact “specimens” can be provided to biotech companies from babies who refuse to die during an abortion.

Then, as people argue that tiny fetuses cannot survive, along comes a “little miracle” named Trevor.

Contrary to the insistence of the pro-abortion lobby, studies show that depending on medical care, at 22 weeks — the age that Planned Parenthood is killing viable babies— preemies can survive with care.

So Trevor Frolek came into the world at 23 weeks. At the time of his birth, he weighed in at 1 pound, 6 ounces, and like many of the babies born alive in “botched” abortions would do if given the chance, Trevor fought to stay alive. And stay alive he did.

Trevor survived, and after spending the first year of his life in Fargo, North Dakota’s Essentia Health neonatal intensive care unit, weighing a healthy 20 pounds, he went home with his mother, Becky, and dad, Bo.

Trevor’s mother Becky is grateful, and recognizes that “It’s just a complete miracle. The doctors and nurses have worked so hard to get him to this point. It’s beyond amazing.”

Essentia NICU’s clinical supervisor, Vicki Holtan, says of Trevor, “You look at him and it’s like, ‘You are a little miracle. You are supposed to be here.’”

The sad truth is that just like Trevor, every baby Planned Parenthood aborts, carves up, and markets for money is also a “little miracle” and was also “supposed to be here.”

After he was born, as the medical team ferried Trevor to the NICU, his father, Bo, said: “Save the baby if you can… do whatever you can.’”

When Trevor’s mother saw her son for the first time, what she took in with her eyes is what those opposed to pre-abortion sonograms hope to avoid – a mother beholding the miracle of creation.

Hesitant at first to look because she was unsure of what she would see, Becky must have believed the customary “clump of cells” lie, because she was stunned. “It was scary,” she said, “but he was more human-like than I expected. All his fingers, all his toes, everything was there, just so tiny. His skin was so transparent and fragile.”

Trevor’s foot and Dad Bo’s wedding ring at birth.

Becky said, the question as to whether her baby would live, “(It would be) minute by minute, hour by hour for quite a while,” but Trevor did survive.

Trevor Frolek started out life the weight of a mango, yet this little boy’s story of life comes at a moment in time when Americans, horrified by Planned Parenthood revelations, need to see an actual baby who survived at 23 weeks.

Obama’s Persian Peace Pact

Iran-Obama-copertinaOriginally posted at American Thinker blog

After proselytizing the Kenyans on the subject of gay rights, Barack Obama, the man who becomes irate if people disagree with him, dropped in on Washington D.C.’s American University to badger Iran deal critics into submission with a baffling amount of bombast.

The premise of the president’s argument is that it’s not fair to oppose the Iran deal, or justify war, without first giving a diplomatic agreement the chance to fail.

Barack Obama’s posturing began when he linked his anti-war stance with JFK’s “concrete actions and effective agreements,” which, according to Obama, “avoided nuclear catastrophe…and…created time and space to win the Cold War without firing a shot at the Soviets.”

After admitting that the agreement with Iran “does not resolve all problems,” the Nobel Peace Prize winner contended that the deal with Iran is his effort to avoid the unilateral U.S. action vs. international consensus and exaggerated “mindset” that led us into the Iraq war.

Then, without accepting one iota of responsibility for the obliteration of everything that was accomplished in Iraq prior to his taking office in 2009, Obama the Arbitrator said that when dealing with a lying regime that vows to wipe Israel off the map and declares “Death to America, his “preference [is] for a peaceful diplomatic solution.”

Barack Obama began setting the opposition straight by injecting political put-downs and references to “partisan prisons, headline-grabbing headlines… [and]…virulent opposition.”

Among other things, the president clarified that even though the process for resolving inspections of an Iranian “suspicious undeclared site,” could take up to 24 days, inspectors “will be allowed daily access to Iran’s key nuclear sites.”

Great. If the Iranians deny inspectors daily access, a mere 24 days after being denied, access will be granted.

Obama also mentioned that he didn’t believe the Iranians would behave like Bruce Jenner did for 65 years and hide nuclear material, because “nuclear material isn’t something you hide in a closet.”

What the president didn’t elaborate upon was whether or not Iranians would bury nuclear material in a covert facility similar to the secret enrichment facility discovered in Fordo.

Either way, no worries, because although Obama has been unable to find Lois Lerner’s emails or been successful at catching illegal felons with stolen guns running around sanctuary cities, and despite his inability to catch Jihadi John, Barack Obama vowed that after 24 days, “The bottom line is, if Iran cheats, we can catch them, and we will.”

When referring to prohibition of weapons-related research, the president threw around the word “permanent,” but then went on to admit that the peaceful program limitations would last only 15 years, which is a far cry from permanent.

Then, after reassuring the supportive audience that his diplomatic expertise alone can prevent war, the president offered the disclaimer that if the permanent measures fail, in 15 years the U.S. will have better tools to stop what could have been prevented 15 years earlier.

From there Obama segued to the $56 billion in sanctions relief Iran will receive, which is probably enough money to finally accomplish the full ushering in, via world chaos, of the 12th and final Imam/savior of humankind, aka Muhammad ibn Hasan al-Mahdī.

In the president’s limited, one-sided mind, disagreeing with sanctions is on par with rejecting diplomacy. In other words, just to make a new friend, Barack Obama would hire a known pedophile to run a preschool based purely on the child abuser’s promise to keep his hands off the children.

Conciliator Barack did concede that Iran would funnel money into their military, as well as other “pernicious activities” America objects to. However, according to President Mediation Expert’s estimation, Iran will use most of the sanction relief to improve the lives of the Iranian people.

So the president, who doesn’t trust law-abiding Americans with legal firearms, believes that a terrorist regime, rather than use the money to advance their nuclear capability, will fund pensions, pay salaries, and pave the very streets where Iranian leaders hold public beheadings.

Then, in an effort to convince those who oppose the diplomatic deal with Iran, the president acknowledged that the group we’re about to bestow $56 billion upon “supports terrorist organizations like Hezbollah… proxy groups that threaten our interests and the interests of our allies, including proxy groups who killed our troops in Iraq…[and]… tried to destabilize our Gulf partners.”

Barack Obama explained that with or without the sanctions relief, Iran has been engaged in these sorts of nefarious activities for decades. So in other words, giving Iran money is similar to the liberal ‘they’re going to do it anyway’ argument that drug addicts should be provided with clean needles and that free condoms should be handed out to sexually active 13-year-olds.

The president also contended that risking Iran getting the bomb is reasonable because although “Iranian hardliners chant ‘Death to America’ [that] does not mean that that’s what all Iranians believe.” In fact, said Obama:

[i]t’s those hardliners who are most comfortable with the status quo. It’s those hardliners chanting ‘Death to America’ who have been most opposed to the deal. They’re making common cause with the Republican Caucus.

So, in an attempt to convince Congress to support his diplomatic deal with a genocidal terrorist state, Barack Obama gave a pass to Iranians he doesn’t know while comparing the Republican Caucus, not to mention 50% of the American people, to Iranian hardliners who chant ‘Death to America.’

Leaving no stone unturned, the president rationalized that if he agreed with Prime Minister of Israel Benjamin Netanyahu’s defiant stance against the Iranian deal he would be “act[ing] against his better judgment,” which would be an “abrogation of [the] constitutional duty,” he habitually flouts.

Then, for good measure, to those who he says “have no compunction with being repeatedly wrong,” repeatedly wrong Obama issued the same confrontational dare he posed concerning Obamacare and immigration reform when he “challenge[d] anyone opposed to this deal to put forward a better, more plausible alternative.”

Finishing up his Iran-bad/Iran-deal-good spiel, peacenik Obama placed the full onus on Congress:

If Congress kills this deal, we will lose more than just constraints on Iran’s nuclear deal or the sanctions we have painstakingly built. We will have lost something more precious: America’s credibility as a leader of diplomacy. America’s credibility is the anchor of the international system.

On the other hand, if Congress doesn’t kill this deal and Iran does acquire a nuclear bomb, what the world stands to lose thanks to Barack Obama will be more precious than our “credibility as a leader of diplomacy” or our standing as the “anchor of the international system.”

BEYONCE’S $345K SHOES: Obama’s BFF Shows Us the Duplicity of the Liberal Elite Read

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For almost seven years now, those who are either unemployed or struggling to make ends meet have endured listening to Barack Obama imply that, as a group, Americans need to share more. As for the rich, or “life’s lottery winners,” as the president likes to call them, those people – while not “evil” per se – “pretty much have more than [they’ll] ever use and [their] family will ever use.”

So, based on what he says concerning everyone other than himself, the president is clearly of the belief that “at a certain point you’ve made enough money,” and apparently feels qualified to be the one who decides how much money is too much money.

That type of thinking is indicative of totalitarian regimes where the useful eaters, otherwise known as those who contribute, are transformed into robotic drones who live only to work and supply an elite, handpicked upper class with the funds they need to live like kings and queens. Meanwhile, the “state holds total control over the society and… wherever possible… seeks to control all aspects of public and private life.”

For example, although he doesn’t want anyone else doing it, Obama has no problem living like a king off the sweat of the proletariat.

The president’s wife Michelle wears mind-blowingly expensive haute couture, and the family has spent approximately $50 million jet-setting all over the world on the taxpayers’ dime. Although he plans to desegregate America’s neighborhoods, the president vacations in the tony white enclave of Martha’s Vineyard, golfs in mostly-white Palm Springs, and when kicking back at home, has his personal chef grill up some Wagyu beef at $100 per pound.

So, the guy who thinks some of us have “made enough money” pretty much exempts himself from the “made enough money” category and lives a more opulent lifestyle than the hedge-fund managers he publicly criticizes.

Moreover, what is also clear is that Barack Obama also makes those sorts of exceptions for his small circle of exceedingly wealthy friends, one of whom is pop star/diva Beyoncé Knowles-Carter.

While Obama lectures everyday Americans that “spreading the wealth around” is better for everyone, Beyoncé, his good friend and supporter of policies that demonize the rich, shamelessly exhibits a life of gaudy self-indulgence.

Recently, Queen Bey purchased for herself a $345,000 pair of gold-encrusted shoes to wear in an upcoming music video that is due out in the fall.

If my math is correct, the pop star paid about $173,000 per shoe.

Amazingly, there hasn’t been one peep from Barack Obama about how Queen B’s half-million-dollar decadence would be better applied to things like caring for sick veterans on waiting lists at VA hospitals, feeding starving children, or “keeping some of the brothers” in Obama’s “My Brother’s Keeper” initiative.

Double standards aside, Beyoncé, who believes “poverty is sexist”, hopes to inspire music video fantasies by employing a pair of sexy shoes that the House of Borgezie owner Chris Shellis calls “the crown jewels of stilettos.” The Borgezie website also describes the sky-high heels as “Possibly the eighth wonder of the world”:

The Princess Constellation is a fully diamond set version of the Contessa Stiletto considered one ofH’s finest creations. The Princess Constellation is incrusted (sic) with 1,310 diamonds resulting in a massive diamond weight 65.50 carrats (sic), all set in to (sic) a choice of platinum or 18ct gold.

Barack Obama continually laments that the bottom segment of society receives a smaller percentage of wealth and blames capitalism for more of the nation’s wealth settling at the top. Yet, correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t free-market capitalism the vehicle that made Beyoncé Giselle a multimillionaire?

Maybe Obama, who criticizes Republicans for being the “party of billionaires”, is setting Beyoncé up and will solidify his commitment to “sharing the wealth” by suggesting that instead of indulging her size 8.5 hoofs, Bey sell her $345,000 shoes and contribute the profits to the bottom segment of a society that he claims receives a smaller percentage of the nation’s wealth.

Meanwhile, as the president wags his finger at rich people for doing things like “ignoring poverty by sending their children to private schools” (the kind his daughters attend), Beyoncé, who also purchased an $85,000 gold belt from Britain’s House of Borgezie to match her shoes, gets a big fat liberal-elite pass.

Nonetheless, Shellis crows, “If you want someone to model your creations, you can’t get any better than Beyoncé.” After all, who other than “life’s lottery winner” Beyoncé could get away with announcing she’ll be headlining a global anti-poverty concert, and then spend almost a half-million dollars on a belt and shoes?

But why stop at Beyoncé? When it comes to modeling the double standard of the liberal elite, “you can’t get any better” than Barack Obama, who scorns the wealthy and then overlooks a good friend strutting around in a music video wearing $345,000 diamond-encrusted shoes.

Pro-life billboard removed in NYC, but Empire State Building lights up for Cecil

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Two pro-life groups were vilified in 2011 for attempting to raise awareness about the plight of endangered black babies, 10 million of whom have been murdered since 1973. Today,   “Projecting Change on the Empire State Building,” featuring a famous dead lion, is commended for raising awareness about the predicament of endangered animals.

Even coming from the pro-choice community, this sort of ‘Save a Lion, Kill a Baby’ disconnect is downright stunning.

A Soho billboard with the face of a human child representing a saved human life is taken down, but an eight-minute video looping images of imperiled animals covering 33 floors of the southern face of the Empire State Building is allowed to stay up without protest?

Let’s jump back four years. In 2011, in honor of Black History month, two pro-life groups, Life Always and, contracted to have a billboard hung in New York City, where more African American babies are aborted than born.

The billboard at 6th Avenue and Watts Street in Soho depicted a little African-American girl in a pink cotton dress with a white bow in her hair and an apprehensive expression on her face. The message on the billboard read, “The most dangerous place for an African American is in the womb.”

alg-billboard-abortion-jpgAt the time, Life Always board member Pastor Stephen Broden said that “During Black History Month, we celebrate our history, but our future is in jeopardy as a genocidal plot is carried out through abortion.” The Life Always statement was correct: “There is a battle being waged in the United States that has taken more lives than any foreign war or act of terrorism. The enemy is abortion.”

Planned Parenthood, the national, government-funded organization now being exposed for selling aborted baby body parts, has a clinic just a half-mile from where the controversial billboard was posted. In the year prior to the billboard’s debut, three nearby Planned Parenthood clinics reportedly aborted 17,000 babies.

The risk of losing that kind of brisk business in the African-American community may be why, together with pro-choice reverend Al Sharpton, Planned Parenthood asserted that the billboard was a racist attack against a woman’s right to choose.

Maybe Al Sharpton and Planned Parenthood president Cecile Richards could explain how attempting to save black lives translates into racism? Or how #BlackLivesMatter when they are snuffed out at such an alarming pace by the abortion industry?

While we wait for that explanation, we need to remember that the accusation of racism is a dependable ally. That must be why Rachel Noerdlinger, spokesperson for Sharpton, claimed that the billboard, which was eventually taken down, “[exhibited] classic racial profiling.”

It was during the brouhaha that Planned Parenthood – who we now know hacks up more black babies than white babies, especially in NYC, and sells their little baby body parts to the highest bidder – said that Life Always was “using a divisive message around race to restrict access to medical care.”

What everyone isn’t aware of just yet is that Planned Parenthood is to medical care what death panels will be to Obamacare.

During the controversy, public advocate/current NYC Mayor Bill de Blasio called the ad “grossly offensive” and called for its removal. Based on that sort of public outcry, the decision to remove the billboard was eventually made by Louisiana-based Lamar Outdoor Advertising, the company hired to hang the signage.

After the billboard was removed, Noerdlinger said “the Rev. Sharpton salute[d] the company.”

So let’s sum up: A pro-life group spends its own money and hires an advertising agency to assist them in exercising their First Amendment right to free speech. Then, calling it offensive, an oxymoronic pro-choice reverend and an abortion organization with cleaner lab coats and better post-abortion snacks being the only things that differentiate them from baby-killer/butcher Kermit Gosnell, manage to get the billboard taken down.

Maybe instead of suggesting black women are easily manipulated, it’s about time black women were made aware that in 2012, although blacks comprised 17% of the population of Manhattan, black unborn children suffered 42.4% of the total abortions.

What went on in 2011 is relevant in 2015. The same city in which a company was bullied into removing a billboard of a black child (issuing a warning, which happens to be a fact, about abortion) thought it fitting to project the photo of the slain Cecil the Zimbabwean lion onto the Empire State Building.

The project’s creator, Louie Psihoyos, founder of the Oceanic Preservation Society, said he wanted to do the Empire State Building display to “start a conversation.”

Starting a conversation about the disproportionately high numbers of black babies aborted in the Big Apple is exactly what pro-life groups were attempting to do in 2011.

Mr. Psihoyos, who also directed the Oscar-winning 2009 documentary “The Cove,” a film that exposed Japan’s gruesome dolphin-hunting industry, reminisced that in 2011, the same year that the pro-life billboard was banned, the top portion of the Empire State building was lit up red to symbolically depict the blood of the marine life slaughtered in “The Cove.”

So, with the approval of pro-abortion deniers of free speech, around the time the Empire State building was mourning the blood of dolphins, the blood of African-American babies, some of whom might have been saved by a banned billboard, was being spilled in a Planned Parenthood clinic in Soho.

Psihoyos was granted the right to converse; the pro-lifers were told to shut up.

Kate Steinle and the untimely passing of Cecil the Lion

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It’s been about a month since, on an after-dinner walk with her father Jim and a friend, Kathryn Steinle was shot in the back while standing on San Francisco’s Pier 14.  After crying out, “Dad, help me!,” Steinle fell to the ground and, as a direct result of a gunshot wound that pierced her aorta, bled out almost immediately.

Steinle’s life was cut short by a drug-addled illegal felon named Juan Francisco Lopez-Sanchez, who, after being arrested and deported five times, returned to San Francisco to spend his free time roaming around a city that provided sanctuary for him – but not for Kate.

In the 30 days following Kate’s death, America has been sucked farther down into a bottomless pit of progressive horror and bombarded with an unending barrage of shock and devastation.

At a Navy recruiting station in Chattanooga, Tennessee, five unarmed soldiers were ambushed and killed by an ISIS sympathizer named Muhammad Youssef Abdulazeez.  Then a pro-life activist group called the Center for Medical Progress released a series of undercover videos that have implicated government-funded Planned Parenthood for illegally selling post-abortion baby body parts tagged and displayed on a stainless steel tray.

There’s been disturbing talk about things like Planned Parenthood harvesting intact late-term fetal specimens, the failure of EMS to resuscitate Kate Steinle after her heart stopped multiple times en route to the hospital, and five military funerals taking place while the president was busy line-dancing in Kenya.

But despite all that, nothing reveals the desensitization of a culture more clearly than the public reaction to the king of a Zimbabwe animal preserve being hunted and killed by an American dentist on safari in Africa.

Not since the death of Princess Diana have there been so many tears and stuffed animals, and so much gnashing of teeth.In fact, after news of Cecil’s untimely demise, late-night talk show host Jimmy Kimmel choked up while lamenting the unjust passing of the iconic lion.  Everyone from celebrities to animal rights activists to liberals who justify the right to choose are now demanding justice for Cecil.

In other words, while the news of the sale of baby body parts, the murder of Kate Steinle, and the Chattanooga Five murders were met with general indifference, Cecil’s killer, a dentist named Walter Palmer, is currently in hiding due to death threats.

What’s telling is that Planned Parenthood executives fantasize about Lamborghinis purchased with blood money collected from the once-living contents of a mother’s womb.  But for those mourning Cecil, the lion-killing dentist has become what the cartoonists at Charlie Hebdo were to radical Muslims: marked for death.

The same liberal types who avoid illegal-immigrant comments about Kate Steinle’s third-world murderer will empathetically psychoanalyze a radical terrorist and justify selling baby body parts for some greater medical good.  Now many of these same people hope to avenge the untimely death of a lion by hanging a dentist.

There’s even a White petition with 180K signatures and counting, demanding that Cecil’s killer be extradited to Zimbabwe to face trial.

One can’t help but wonder how many of the people now demanding that the White House assist in accounting for Cecil’s death also signed the Kate’s Law petition demanding that Congress pass a bill to amend “the Immigration and Nationality Act to increase penalties applicable to aliens who unlawfully reenter the United States after being removed.”

Best guess?  Zero.

As for Barack Obama, we already know he has no problem with late-term abortion, or for that matter, leaving aborted “mistakes” that were born alive to die an excruciating death.   Moreover, after her murder, the president did all he could to avoid the subject of Kate Steinle’s death.  And then, while the soldiers killed in a U.S. terrorist attack were being laid to rest, Obama was busy sermonizing Kenya on gay rights.

In addition to all that, the president also ignores ISIS beheading, burning, and drowning Christians.  And although, with his approval, pro-choice America proudly aborts 4,000 babies a day, Barack Obama repeatedly reminds the nation that the torturous practice of splashing water in terrorists’ faces is not who we are.

That must be why, rather than address the illegal sale of harvested eyeballs, the Obama administration chooses instead to reassure the nation that it is “ready to take action” in helping Zimbabwe bring a lion-killer to justice.

And while the Cecil crew would be hard-pressed to admit it, the truth is that Kate, the five U.S. soldiers who were murdered, and 60 million aborted babies all died in a manner similar to Cecil.  Prior to their deaths, each one was completely oblivious to the danger that lurked, and were stalked and murdered in cold blood in what should have been a protected habitat.

So with that in mind, if ambushing and executing a male lion counts for something, it should also inspire anger over the fate suffered by Kate, the Chattanooga Five, and the second baby boy whose body parts were being cheerfully picked over by a “doctor” employed by Planned Parenthood.

Yet, when confronted with the evils perpetrated by the policies they support, the American left responds either with stubborn denial or a ho-hum “Golly gee” at the sight of brains and the crushed skulls of slaughtered babies being peddled for profit by a government-funded slaughterhouse.

Then, in the midst of loss and heartbreak, a well-known lion is slain by a hunter on safari, and suddenly, seared consciences rise up in an effort to assuage a nagging guilt for standing by while illegal felons, Islamic extremists, and serial killers disguised as health care workers butcher the innocent.

And so, in the weeks since Kate Steinle’s tragic death, motivated by a secular president with a reprobate philosophy, Americans display corporate outrage by blubbering over a dead lion.

Unaccompanied poop arriving via Mexican cilantro

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No one cares, but right around July 4, Barack Obama informed the world that he’s a fan of classic guacamole.  Now, less than a month later, I’m sorry to have to be the bearer of bad news, but much to the horror of salsa and guacamole aficionados everywhere, the FDA has banned the import of some fresh cilantro shipments from Mexico after evidence indicated that the crop was tainted with human feces.

I repeat: tainted with human feces.  Now, if that doesn’t put a damper on your hankering for cilantro jalapeño pesto, I don’t know what will.

Everyone knows what feces is, but for those who don’t know what cilantro is, it’s a popular herb that’s a key ingredient in Mexican food.

Unfortunately for cilantro-loving illegals in America or “co-exist” types anxious to embrace the full palate of cultural diversity, Puebla farm workers with less than first-world bathroom habits have been fertilizing the coriander crop with their own version of Miracle Grow.

In addition to the feces, used toilet paper was also found among the harvested green herb.  So, with a handy roll of 100% recycled tissue tucked neatly away in the backpack, when the urge hit, hardworking Mexican laborers regularly deposited gifts that hopefully migrated from Puebla all the way up to President Obama’s classic guacamole dip.

The sob story is that some of the farms have no toilet facilities for the workers, which could explain why 60% of all illegal immigrants are from Mexico.  They’ve come north in search of a job with a bathroom.

If you happen to be cilantro with feces on it, right now you’re indefinitely banned from entry into the U.S.  However, if you’re a farm worker in search of an accessible toilet, the border is open to you, your backpack, and that traveling roll of farm-ready toilet paper.

Poop cilantro is no-no; cilantro-poopers are sí-sí.

The problem for Americans is that if a pooping cilantro farm worker decides to head north to the land of porcelain commodes, there’s a good chance that third-world bathroom habits will migrate, too.

It’s probably considered insensitive to say this, but once a former cilantro farm worker is residing illegally in the U.S., he is free to spread around what would have otherwise been left in the herb patch in Puebla.  In other words, there’s a good chance that the added ingredient that disqualifies Mexican cilantro from American consumption will likely show up on things like shopping cart handles, gym equipment, doorknobs, and the king of poop-to-mouth bacteria transfer: grocery store produce.

Now some people are saying that fecal matter may also be responsible for other recent outbreaks of food poisoning in the U.S.  For example, in 2013 and 2014, several occurrences of a stomach illness attributed to the cyclospora parasite, which was virtually unknown before 1990, were linked to Puebla farms, where having a poo in the great outdoors appears to be customary.

According to Seattle-based food safety lawyer Bill Marler, “cyclospora is called an emerging pathogen… [and is] a relatively new bug making people sick in the U.S.”  Marler says that the uptick recently in cyclospora occurrences is somewhat concerning, but that “given the numbers of outbreaks that have occurred … banning the product is probably a bit past due.”

Speaking of the pesky imported protozoa, who would have thought the exact same single-cell organism found in the salsa would mysteriously show up in America’s public pools?  Apparently, a number of enthusiastic swimmers have swallowed poo-tainted pool water and come down with waterborne Cryptosporidium cramping, nausea, and diarrhea.

We know that if we asked guacamole fan Obama, he’d insist that unaccompanied minors and other illegal immigrants who swam across the Rio Grande are not responsible for the chlorine-resistant waterborne bacteria currently making their home in our public pools.

Yeah, but the last time I checked, Mexican cilantro didn’t grow in American swimming pools.  So how, pray tell, did Pedro’s poop migrate to the deep end?

Well, taking into consideration the fact that millions of illegal outdoor poopers have overrun every area of our lives, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that cyclospora invades pools the same way it contaminates Mexican cilantro.