Look Towards Tomorrow

The lady on the radio says it's going to snow tomorrow, so I'm going to shut the internet down tonight, and we'll see how bad it is in the morning. I've already decided to put my pay toilets on a two hour delay, except for essential personnel. My whore houses, gas stations, circumcision parlors and gravy boat stores will be closed.

I think in these times of mass desperation we should all look inward, towards the head and think of good things and bad, sick things and well, tall girls and short, and bald men with false teeth. In this way, and only in this way, can we see the world as it is....a world of phonies, jug heads, poop squatters, and change makers. We need to, as a people, to look to the south, about 10 miles. If we can see that far, we should go over there and see if we can see the 10 miles back.

What a great experience that would be!

Stay warm, and in the house tonight. And if nature calls, and you're not one of the lucky ones to own an outhouse, and because my pay stalls will be closed if we get a real heavy blanketing, please make good use of your Yoo-Hoo bottles, Big Gulp cups and shit slues out by the river.

We can be happy. Yes we can!

Lil' Joey

And Another Thing

As noted in my last blog, now is the time for Republicans, libertarians, and those against state interference in medicine (I really mean MORE interference....we can see how Medicare and other state operated medicine is both bankrupt morally and fiscally) to string up the banner with NEW IDEAS for free market reform, indeed the separation of state and medicine altogether before the collectivists dust off their egos and get going again after our minds and bodies.

There must be at all levels of medicine the understanding that you, the patient, is the boss, and physicians of any kind are employees, to be used as we see fit, to be worked like the dogs they are (strike that...I might need a doctor one day) but most of all we must repeal all laws that interfere with the relationships we choose to have with these high priests of health. We, the people, must take control of our bodies, away from the state, and away from the medicine men.

Let's say you suffer from depression. In most circumstances, you must first make the decision as to what form of, if any, treatment you want. You recognize something is wrong, then you seek advice. From books, from websites, perhaps leading you to a practitioner of voodoo, or a psychologist, psychiatrist, perhaps a rabbi, or friend, or all or none of the above. That right, to choose how and where to get help has not yet been taken from you, but once you enter "the system" you are at the mercy of a medical monopoly that decides for you, from then on, how to treat you. You. You. That's you I'm talking about, and there is only one of them.

The system must be changed so that when we seek advice, we have the right, given by God, to control our bodies. That's the beginning.

The oligarchy of medicine will end when patients demand it and understand that they must understand enough not only to choose their healers, but to a great extent, understand their advice. And choose to accept it or not, and if not, travel the road that man has created, the medical trail, and either look elsewhere for help or medicate yourself.

There are plenty of arguments from the medical establishment against a free market in medicine. If I were a doctor, I might say that only we have the ability, knowledge, and understanding of the living being to make decisions of life and death. If you believe that, then you should use only MD's for advice. If you do not, then you should be free to consult with any other practitioner of healing, who should be free to treat you in any way acceptable to you. The only way that MD's can keep the monopoly they now have is by the use of the state, the use of force, that undermines your ownership of the self. Either you own you or the state does. Right now, it is the government.

Make your own decisions or consult a trusted advisor, who in a free market, will be able to treat you in any way you choose. Buy your medicine across any counter in any drugstore, or take the advice of a physician.

We're talking about your health now. Your health...Know it, understand it, and help to free us from the force of the state, that interposes itself between healthcare giver and receiver. It is a monopoly that keeps you in a slave state, where you and your health belong to our minders.

Joe Postove

I Just Might Open A Dairy!

I realize that when men get excited they can exhibit their excitement in a variety of ways. Ladies normally cream in their pants when pushed over the brink by a good looking man, or Beatle Mania, Elvis, or even exciting news reports. Men are taught young not to cream when really really happy, but rather to plotz or for non-Jews, to remain stern and with proper ballast.

But I am weak. And with all of the wonderful political news this past week, I went beyond what a nice Jew boy should do. I creamed and I plotzed...and I think I may have had a little orgasmic jizz dance too! C'mon, ladies, it was a great week for liberty!

First, we elect a Republican in MASSACHUSETTS!

I believe it was on CNN, a little miniature Sammy Davis Junior (his reincarnation, no doubt) was tap dancing on the graves of the Kennedy Kingdom, as now we are finally through with that clan...the family, the politics, the sexcapades, the murders, the wife swapping, bootlegging, the sad old fat set of connivers.

God...I think we would have done better with a bunch of Nixon's.

Good old Massachusetts is still a pretty leftwing state (say compared to Nebraska, now) but we've wiped the stain of this family off the political scoreboard. And now down to business. We got number 41, in new senator Scott Brown. Health Care, as Our Dear Leader conceives of it is dead. It is, and I cannot stress this too much, now the responsibility of the Republicans and their libertarian contingent to spell out FREE MARKET health reform.

A couple of things to push them in the right direction. End the monopoly of doctors on medication. I am responsible for what I put in my body, and my doctor is my advisor, paid well, and he follows my lead, not me him. Why have we reduced well trained Pharmacists in this country to pill counters, when they, overall, know far more about meds than MD's? Because MD's have their egos up my ass, and have labored for more than a century to get this prescription syndicalism. It has to stop. This is just one area were the discussion must begin as how to free up medicine from the state.

Allow a complete free market in the insurance industry. These shameful captains of capitalism, who would throw the whole game to the left for more business, must be engaged in the marketplace, fully, just like the guy who sells cough medicine, or tooth paste. Oh... But NO regulations, you say?

Far from it, dude. The free market also brings around its own regulation, from consumers alone and in posses. A real, live, free market in the medical field would introduce us to free market regulation. Controlled not by the state, but by consumers, who would have a choice, outside of a government monopoly, to organize and regulate in an open and free market.

The supreme court and election spending. Oooooooo! That's for next time girls.

Have a nice weekend. And if you don't like what I have to say, please respond...or eat me. I'm dairy today.

Joe

41

Last night, as I lay my little head on my best pillow, I was thinking of the possible Coup d'etat in Massachusetts. But I felt, that even with all of the polls (including the big and long ones) indicating a Republican victory, I fell into sleep thinking that this was just too much to ask for. A Republican sweeping into the seat of American royalty, and taking Teddy Kennedy's position after 47 years gave me such a wonderful feeling, full of political goosebumps, exciting me so much that I could barely get to sleep, couldn't be. It just couldn't. But it happened. IT HAPPENED!

The last big Republican tap dancer was Sammy Davis Junior. And while I wouldn't partake in such an activity, it would be so bad, I dreamed of Sammy tap dancing all over the private Kennedy crypt, and doing an entire show on poor Teddy's grave. And Sammy was great! He was energized! The American Royal Family had finally been sent packing (and they had lots of packing to do) as the people of Massachusetts, the only state to vote communist in 1972 (McGovern), THE Bluest of blue states, said to the Democrats what the rest of the nation is itching to say: ENOUGH!

It's not yet a sure thing, but after a year of terror by our Dear Leader and his gang pushing foremost, a takeover of the health care industry, plus so much spending to hoist us out of the depression (anyone been hoisted yet?) the people, the lovers of what liberty we have left got us #41, the votes we need to threaten or actually filibuster this death bill of President Obama's. We all thought we were dead already. That with their bullying tactics, and advantage in numbers, congress would pass, and Our Dear One would sign away, the health, wealth, and freedom that remains here, at home, in the USA. They just said no. No No No No No MORE!

I guess you can tell I'm stoked.

Imagine that! If one of the heftiest governments in America, the people of Massachusetts, who do like their socialism (as long as the cost is spread around nicely) can toss out a dynasty, and elect a real Republican, then the world is ours. We being the tea party, libertarians, and all those who realized that Mr. Obama was reaching for the stars and trying to bring back to life FDR, LBJ, and maybe a tincture of Marx, Engels, and Lenin.

There is joy and jubilation tonight. Not only in Massachusetts, but all along the land where individuals, who do NOT love the state and all it would like to do to them, are huddling together to toast the people of the state we all used to call Taxachusetts.

And may God bless the people of Massachusetts. Each and every one (who voted the right way, of course...we can't be too magnanimous). Kisses for the whole state, though.

And now...to retake America! Gee..I hope we can.

Joe Postove

Prayers

The election in Massachusetts today to fill the seat held by the late Senator Kennedy promises to be a real brawl, with the chance (God willing) that the Republican candidate may upset the Democracy.

Now we shall bow our heads and pray. Because if the GOP can pick up this seat, and get back into the filibuster driver's seat, we may yet dodge this most dastardly of bullets, our Dear Leader's plan to kill the American people with socialized medicine.

Who woulda thought Massachusetts's election today would not only possibly help we, the good people, kill socialized docterin', but maybe put the question up for consideration, that Barack Obama is a bad president, much more leftist than we ever thought back in '08, when all we wanted to do was punish the Republicans by voting for him, or better yet for the Libertarian candidate.

The Republicans, I believe have been whipped enough, and perhaps now see the error of their ways. Perhaps we'll give them another chance to act like the party of smaller government, and not like junior Democrats, who think they too can ride this federal bull...all they need is the right people on the inside.

They made us cry. They disappointed us in so many ways, especially when they had all three branches of governing in their sweaty, clammy, politician hands (their still baby-kissers remember, we cannot trust them...at least to the max). But we are stuck folks. We have Democrat cowboys (and girls) all over Washington who want to turn this nation into a bunch of suicidal Swedes who cook French style, and make love like the hippies out in San Francisco do (I couldn't resist the Merle Haggard...thanks). And of course pass China as they make their way to the Statue of Liberty, and we float on over to the corpse of Marx.

So, we turn, once again to the Republicans for one more chance. There ain't no where else to go. My party, the Libertarian, while wild with the fever of liberty, hasn't got the strength, yet, to save us from the mob.

So, if the Republican candidate wins in Massachusetts today, and we have a cloture proof senate with 41 solid for liberty Republicans, maybe, just maybe, we're on the road to send these San Francisco haters of freedom back to where they came from...San Francisco.

Light a candle for freedom tonight, brothers and sisters. We may beat this one yet.

Then we begin the work of showing the American people that the way to "reform" the health care system in the USA is through the same free market that brings us newspapers, Churches, and goodies from around the world.

Lord have mercy on our souls.

Joe Postove

Department Of Bras

The talk around town now is after the administration gets what it can from "health reform" and moves on to more progress for the American Peoples, the next big thing is the nationalization of the brassier industry.

Yep. I said it right. Then I wrote it right here on the blog (still All American and FREE!) That the Obama freaks want to get their hands on the bosom industry. The boobs. They want to stick their fingers in every American pie (well so would I, but my fingers have been privatized) and fix problems that do not exist.

OK. I'll admit the brassier industry is not perfect. Have you ever seen a perfect bosom? Well, I was downtown one night at one of my Pay toilets...but that's another story for another time. But the overwhelming number of tits in this country are somewhat off center (according to the USBI-U.S. Bra Institute) and one size neither fits the disgusting male number, any more than it fits the second most beautiful female one.

But the Democrats want to fix everything, and now come the boobs to fix the boobs. These people do not know how to leave good enough alone. The American female bosom has been noted by tit lovers the world over as the finest, most wonderful female gift to we little men. Gee...I used to think the ladies got pregnant through their milkies. I was very late in understanding common American sex. I was raised in the gutter. Which was across the street from a gas station when I was growing up.

Take your damn death care, Mr. Obama, but leave us men to our breasts! We need them so bad.And if the government should decide to nationalize the brassier business, please be kind.

I was just getting used to private boobies. I don't know what your new program will do to pervert them. If you could, a couple in the back would be a good first start.


Be kind to us sad men.

Joe Postove

Post Office Gomers

I was the only one in the post office near one of my stops yesterday, but no one was at the counter, so I rang the the very convenient courtesy bell to call on one of the attendants.

"Just a minute", "just a minute" came out of an unknown voice somewhere behind the mail. I couldn't tell if it was female or male, but it was distinctly southern. Although I live in Norfolk Virginia (which is more of a Navy town than a southern one) in an apartment across the street from the gas station, we have lots of dialects here, so southern voices pipe up more in the ear box than they would further down south.

I rang the bell again after about a five minute wait staring at a poster of an Ayn Rand stamp (she would have blown this sucker up...in a book of course), waiting for the mail counter person. I rang the bell again. "Just a minute"..."just a minute". Then it occurred to me that the non-yet sexual id'ed person back behind the mail sounded like Gomer Pyle!

This is the same Gomer who got fired from Wally's gas station because he kept telling stories to drivers while and after pumping their gas, therefore keeping a long line of cars waiting for their turn.

"Just a minute"..."just a minute"! I knew that voice, and whether it was a gas station operator or a post office geek, I was thinking that Gomer did indeed see the future, and it was him.

The post office person eventually came out from behind the pile of mail. She was a woman, and she apologized for taking so long. She was reading a letter from her sister Babe who is nurse in Patterson New Jersey, and she had a new boyfriend. I listened to it all.

I thought I'd be funny and threaten to take my business elsewhere, but I knew what we all know, there is no elsewhere, and besides if I threaten a mail employee, I just know she would have filched my mail out of the pile and sent it to North Korea, where all funny people's letter's go. This is our government. I know better than to mess around. I thought about pissing into one of the slots on the way out, but they would probably get my DNA and c'mon to my house.

When our "Dear Leader" signs his "Death To Medicine" bill sometime soon ( It's coming unless our dear Jesus comes and saves us) all the good people will have upset stomachs. See that? A good Jew Boy like myself praying to Jesus, of all people, because I'm so sad and nervous about Dr. Obama's Medicine Show.

It will, of course, be "a good first step" as the President will proclaim on signing day (say...where could I get one of those pens?). He and his associates will be disappointed that they were not able to do all that they had promised, but "this my friends, is a good first step". To what? Single payer, real live socialised medicine for everyone; rich and poor, dead or alive, want it or not. I think we're dead, men.

So back to the post office and Gomer. Change the scene to your Doctor's (sorry...OUR doctor's office) and keep a ringin' that bell. "Doctor I think I'm having a stroke...doctor, I'm bleeding from the rectum, help me help me...I have broken neck, my knee bone ain't connected to my thigh bone no more...I need ya, I need ya"!

"Just a minute, just a minute". Doctor Pyle will get to you after he tells this really cool story to Jasper. And maybe this won't be so bad after awhile, anyhow. Or maybe it will.

The dead tell no tales.

A Beer?

Maybe it's time for the American people to sit down with the President and have a beer. We could get together in the White House billiard room, have a few rounds, and maybe fix Mr. Obama up with some new ideas.

Well, I'm not gonna fish there. The President seems to think that once we seal the skies from the threat of terrorists, then we're doin' pretty good. Cozy, like Mr. Obama feels when he takes a whiz in the Presidential Urinal. That's tops. But back to work...Al Qaeda ( you try to spell it!) may be the worst evil doers on Earth, but they are not stupid. In fact, according to my records they come in ahead of most of congress and a couple of presidents. These guys are slick, and we guys are slow.

Do we, as a nation, really think that we are gonna get secure in the air by having the minimum wage guards at the airport gate get to see me unclothed? I don't even like to see me naked. You want a national emergency, get a good look...if you can! I ain't letting some gay Latino with a badge pursue my goodies for the sake of national security.


GD it! You know damn well that this whole thing is bogus. Is getting a bomb into a plane the ONLY way for our enemies to kill a lot of people at one time? C'mon, girls, the second largest act of terrorism on American soil was in Oklahoma City in 1995, committed by a veteran of the military, and he blew up the federal building there with fertilizer, turds, and some cereal coupons.

Only a simple boy would believe that once we secure our air space to the point that child porn lovers are going to be the main applicants for the security jobs, that then Al Qaeda will stick bombs up their collective ass to avoid the x-ray machine. Besides, by the time we get that up and working, they'll have some gay scientists teach us how to look up people cracks, and get a good long look. What a wretched world. Lord!

Trains, movies, football games, Time Square, buses, churches, gee whiz, how many examples do you need for me to show you just when and where the Muslim extremists can go and do major killing.

I can hear Osama Bin Laden saying to his lover right now "FUCK THE PLANES"!. And he would be right. The less bad stuff going up the asses into the planes of America, the more you ought to know that Al Qaeda has moved on. If we don't find it, it doesn't mean it's gone away.

They don't need no stinking planes to kill lots of Americans.

We do need a beer with the Prez to get his mind straight on this here thing.

God save us all.

Think hard.

Joe Postove

2010

This is it, folks. A whole new decade is about to roar in. Are you ready? Those of us who believe what the American constitution says, and in the maximisation of liberty for individuals have our work cut out for us. If our hearts are not cut out first.

These are sad and trying days. But this is a time for individualists to work together to hold back the red tide of collectivism that our Dear Leader and his fellow travelers will bring to this nation, and we'll have to get our hands and hides dirty. Good and dirty. H. L. Mencken said "Democracy is the theory that the common people know what they want and deserve to get it good and hard". Is this what we want? Is this the legacy we leave? Goddamn, I can barely believe we are at the threshold.

The talking heads of tubeland are saying that the health bill that will probably come out of Congress is a massive compromise and much less than DL (Dear leader) wanted to begin with.

Begin with are two important words. Because once even a little bill becomes a little law, the collectivists in government will proclaim their disappointment...but, however, then announce that this is a GOOD FIRST STEP! They are three words that have murdered the liberties of the citizenry for generations, so my friends, take these people seriously when they pop out of the White house after the bill signing (God forbid God forbid God forbid God forbid God forbid...fingers and toes crossed). If the Congress pushes out a bill that will force all to have health insurance, whether they want it or not, puts the insurance companies in the big vice grip that our minders have in their torture chamber (the floor of Congress...plus the insurance companies, like many Capitalists who will sell the rope that will hang them are pretty much going along) the first words out of our Dear Leader's lips will be (I guarantee you) "this is a good first step".

Fight the good fight, libertarians and conservatives who haven't forgotten liberty. We need, as citizens to not only beat this monster back, but put up the alternative of a free marketplace for medicine, where the patient rules his health, and doctors on down the food chain of medicine are our advisers and helpers, but never...NEVER our minders.

Unless you are prepared to put your very life into the hands of people like Nancy Pelosi, Henry Reid, and of course Barack Obama, then we have to cut off this politicalization of medicine at its knees (which isn't covered in the new plan anyhow) and propose ideas for a free market in medicine (the subject for another post).

If we can separate the state from religion, if T. Jefferson preferred a state of newspapers over a state of government, and thus today freedom of the press is as nearly as pure and universal in this country as mother's best, we must make the POSITIVE case for the separation of the state from medicine.

That would be a GOOD FIRST STEP towards a separation of the state from EVERYTHING!

Thanks, comrade, if you read all of that. It's the new year, and I wanted to start out with some muscle.

Joe Postove