After all, it’s not like he admitted that he belonged to the Crips and murdered somebody on a golf course because they were wearing the wrong color or anything – did he? Oh, wait:

A gang member who told police he killed a stranger to gain rank in the group is back on the streets, detectives said.

The average bond for someone charged with first-degree murder who confesses is about $125,000. If the person is a danger to the community or a flight risk, $500,000 is common.

Police said Christian Walters is both of those, but all he needed was $7,500 to get out of prison for Christmas.

Walters said he’s a member of the Crips and that when he saw Dontrell McFadden with a red bandanna in his pocket near the Nashboro Village Golf Course in October, he felt disrespected.

After a brief meeting with his friends, he returned and fatally shot McFadden, said police.

The Democrat, Judge “Three Card” Monte Watkins is offering to let (see update at bottom) a self-confessed murderer who is a flight risk back out on the street for a mere $7,500.  Did it ever occur to Your Honor that this time of year a lot of people are wearing Red and Green and given Walters’ admitted sensitivity to attire reflecting colors across a certain end of the spectrum that this might not be the right moment to expose him to such onslaughts?  It’s disrepectful!  And you know what he does when he feels disrespected.

For a flight risk, you don’t have to set bail at all. This was purely elective and more than hard to believe that it wasn’t intentional.  As WSMV correctly notes, the standard bail for first degree homicide is $100,000.00 to $500,000.00 much less $75k.

For all you Bloods and Gangster Disciples out there, now you know what color bandana at least one judge wears under his robe.

Watkins was unable to be reached Wednesday because of the holiday. Criminal court judges do not comment on their rulings under any circumstances.

Don’t worry, Judge.  Rest up them pipes.  You’ll have all the time in the world to explain at your impeachment hearing.

CONFUSING UPDATE: Channel 4 is updating the page (linked to above) to now say that Walters is still in jail but that he can still make bond and get out.  I cut-and-pasted directly above but now the page is saying otherwise.  Guess I’ll just screenshot this one from here on out.  The first sentence now reads:

A gang member who told police he killed a stranger to gain rank in the group, has not posted bond yet, detectives said.

Slight difference.  But you can bet Auntie Shirley’s Buick that Momma’s coaxing her out of the keys for a foot race to TitleMax.  Hence the popular Mother-of-the-Year refrain:  My baby ain’t never hurt nobody!

Walters, who once disappeared for 10 days and is not a Tennessee native, told detectives he was worried that he didn’t kill McFadden.

After talking to the killer’s mom, Judge Monte Watkins set bond at $75,000, meaning the family just needed $7,500 — 10 percent of bond — to set him free.

Hopefully, the homies will have trouble selling half a bird of cocaine this close to Christmas to get Walters out before he turns state’s evidence and rolls on everyone anybody with any sense in Metro Government (read:  no one) can slap some into Three Card.

Take a good look at your future America. Tennessee has the healthcare model you’re getting ready to have ramrodded down your throat:

State officials have talked about letting felons out of prison and capping benefits for TennCare recipients. They’ve brought up the possibility of cutting highway patrols in 13 counties and raising fees for a driver’s license for the first time in more than two decades.
…
Seven years after a debate over a personal income tax split the state, Tennessee again faces a massive budget shortfall, one that could force political leaders to reduce spending by as much as $1.5 billion next year.

Of course, The Tennessean newspaper being The Tennessean, everything is passed through the prism of how can we use this manufactured crisis to our advantage by instituting an unconstitutional state income tax.

TennCare is southern-speak for HillaryCare and is the Dr. Jekyll to Obamacare’s Mr. Hyde.

The first thing we discovered is that private insurance companies dumped the sickest among us onto the taxpayers. The “pool” of the chronically ill, with pre-existing medical conditions, were shifted from private plans to TennCare. The past practice of apportioning out the chronically ill among private insurers was scrapped. The chronically ill paid high premiums, but most were glad to get coverage of any kind.

We also discovered that many businesses stopped offering health insurance and threw their employees onto the TennCare rolls. In many cases, the businesses had no choice. If you operated a motel and offered health insurance for employees and the motel across the road had employees on TennCare, how are you supposed to compete? The state is also home to many small manufacturing plants who have wage scales so low even the working poor with children were eligible to sign up for TennCare. The rolls exploded and soon one in five Tennesseans were enrolled in TennCare. Over a million people on TennCare in a state of five million residents.

And every deadbeat in driving distance of the eight states that touch us made Tennessee their new home. Or at least mailing address.

Doubling state tax receipts could never match the spending excesses of this government. In response, in their infinite wisdom, the state will now unleash the felons in your community, fire the cops, shut down the parks (because Nature was never available before you had several full time TWRA patrolmen at every location) and shutter the libraries.

A few years ago they instituted the state lottery to help in-state students get a college education and before it could even fund the first wave of students they started diverting the funds to CREATING a statewide pre-K option that would need to be funded every year after.

Make no mistake – this is a manufactured crisis to bring up the unconstitutional income tax debate (again) and if you think that throwing more money at a spending problem is going to make it better I have a slightly used socialized healthcare program I’d like to sell you.

Tenncare for All

This yellow dog in blue dog’s clothing has crapped on our lawn long enough:

I will vote yes on H.R. 3962. My vote is not an endorsement of all the provisions of the bill because I find much of the bill to be deeply flawed. There is little chance that H.R. 3962 will become law due to the long legislative process. My reason for voting yes is to advance the cause of health care reform by forcing the Senate to act.

He said, there is a problem with this village and we absolutely must burn it to the ground so that we can advance the cause of fixing it.  Because the federal version of Tenncare will be much more successful than our socialized medical program which has been the envy of deadbeats and frauds for every state within driving distance.

Ummm, actually your vote is an endorsement. That’s what your vote is by definition. How about – don’t vote for it but tell us that you support the idea of it.

For years you paraded around the Congressional Budget. Waving it in everyone’s face when Republicans held the majorities while touting your own fiscal responsibility yet here you are – quadrupling that debt in one bill. At every townhall forum you carried your little prop and passed around copies for everybody and it’s a shame that we didn’t spit in your lying face then.

You’re done, son. Believe it or not, you’ve been the focal point of discussion for many conversations in the 5th District where I live and that’s never a good thing.

Thanks for providing the catalyst for all of those door knockers and phone callers to throw you out on your banjo next time around. See you real soon.

Can you at least switch from Baptist Sports Park to Vanderbilt?  This team doesn’t have the sniffles.  They need a heart transplant.

And some psychiatric help wouldn’t hurt either.

I’m a Titans fan.  I love derivatives of Buddy Ryan’s acolytes on defense.  But the Titans’ need a coach and they don’t have one.

Aside from firing everything that touched the University of Texas on the team, the alternative is firing everything in coach’s gear on the sideline – starting at the top.  Jeff “Joe Cool” has no passion for this game anymore.  He’ll sleepwalk through the recap tomorrow before the Monday Night game and stoically “take the blame” for another humiliating bowel movement on all 100 yards of LP field – televised nationally to raise awareness for Colorectal Cancer Month.

His sideline demeanor raises awareness of Anger Management because no matter what seems to happen he never gets angry,throws down a clipboard, grabs a player’s face mask or decks an Offensive Coordinator for calling a run up the middle 3rd and long.  Of course, this could turn into a masochistic endeavor if we include the coach who turns down a penalty against the opposing team giving you 3rd &  8 and another chance to gets  a 1st down versus taking 4 & 2 and kicking a field goal.

You’re not really here to win anymore are you, Coach? Or is run left, run up the middle, incomplete pass to the left, punt some brilliant new strategy whose time just hasn’t come yet?

You will be mine.

Paychecks need to be withheld because outside of the defense, the product that is being put on the field does not qualify as a football team.  Not that we’ll find that out from local sports talk radio who are so completely in the bag and starstruck that they are void of making any meaningful criticism.  You’re still doing my sitdown interview and we’re going to go play golf, right?

Nashville is such a polite city.  Nothing like the Chicagos or Philadelphias.

As our pampered, prideless, heartless multimillionaires can’t seem to catch the ball or run with it without dropping it, it’s time to up the stakes.

If Jeff Fisher cannot keep this almost all returning 13 & 3 team from last year from going 0-6 this year, he should be forced to shave his mustache on The Jeff Fisher Show next week.

We will keep his mustache in a fireproof safe, occasionally poke it with a stick and keep a bottle’s worth of Grecian Formula just out of reach to taunt it.

Do note the highly selective application of standards by The City Paper / Nashville Post / Nashville Scene’s CEO in the wake of Klanheider’s most recent pooch-screwing:

We trust our writers to post content that is appropriate. Most of the time they do that, but in this case Kleinheider did not. If this had been a news story for the Post or the Citypaper or the Scene it would have been edited and that headline never would have been made public.

Really?  Really? I notice you make the distinction to “headline” as opposed to content.

Was it appropriate when he started deploying the derogatory homosexual epithet “teabagger” as the go-to insult for townhall protesters who wanted nothing more than the oppressive gonads of the government removed from the squinting face of the nation?

Kneeling At The Altar of Teabag

Teabagging President Obama

The Teabagging Right

A Million Screaming Teabaggers Are Nothing

Who Shall Lead the Teabaggers

Driving the Teabaggers Into the Arms of the GOP

Thank You Teabaggers May I Have Another

That’s Just Their Bag

Bagging The Tea Party Vote

Beware of Being Blindsided By The Bag

You’re going to honestly pretend like you didn’t notice all of those?  There’s more.  Many of the post titles are sexual double entendres themselves.  In short, we see why Klanny is the liberal editor’s favorite “conservative”.  His scrotal fascination is surpassed only by Jeff Woods.

Here’s one even joking about getting away with it:

Hurtting My Sense of Propriety.

After all, who knew that your head political writer writing on your own site was  calling the majority of the people in Tennessee faggots for the last 7 months? It certainly wasn’t lost on the comments sections.  This is really too rich for the people who supported the recently passed anti-discrimination ordinance in Nashville.

I’ll hold off on breaking out my hazmat suit to wade, balls-deep as it is, through The Scene’s recent archives (or worse at your Pith site) since “teabagger” is one of the nicer terms they frequently employ to describe anyone to the right of Bruce Barry’s wife.

Maybe we should have changed the headline when it came to our attention. I didn’t actually see the post until it had been up for almost four hours. By that time, it seemed to me that the readers had pretty quickly corrected Kleinheider and that a serious discussion about race was beginning to happen. I think discussion is a good thing. Kleinheider went about creating it in an inappropriate way, but race is obviously still an important topic for us to discuss in this community. SouthComm will continue write about race in this city because it is too important an issue to be swept under the rug. I regret that this incident will likely bias how some of you view our future more serious reporting on the topic. I assure you that as we approach the subject in the future we will do it in a more respectful manner.

Oh, yes.  We’ve seen how “respectful” and “serious” your *cough* unbiased *cough* reporting has been in the past (YSNI contest winner: “Your local GOP makes the KKK look like the ACLU.”).  If Ferrell wants to start complaining about poor judgment, perhaps he can start by removing the scales bags from his own eyes.

Ferrell steeped in a “respectful” discussion on limited government.

From teabags to d-bags. Thanks for the inspiration.

Aside from Tim McGraw’s lame, traveling suburban cowboy show to “warm up” for the game, I’ve got to say – If you aren’t watching the Thursday Night Titans/Steelers game. *glug, glug*

You are missing a heavyweight bout. *ding, ding*

Two teams, in their prime, and playing playoff caliber football in the first game of the season for your entertainment.

0-0 halfway through the 2nd Qtr.

Last 2 minutes of the game, Santonio Holmes catches a TD after Chris Hope breaks his coverage and the Steelers go up 7-0.
Polamalu is injured and leaves the field with 1:21 left in the 2nd.

Collins goes to Britt three times in a row knowing that he can break it without Polamalu and he gets down inside the 20 with 50-something left. Collins TD to Gage on the next play with :48 left.

Game of the Season. (more…)

Did you know that you can now sue a teacher who expresses a fact contrary to your political ideology?  It’s true.

Well, technically you can sue anybody for any reason at all.  It doesn’t mean that you’ll win but you can certainly waste everybody’s money and time which is really the point of the legal terrorism that some people gleefully engage in.

Case in point, Robertson county’s own Rick Casares is throwing down the gauntlet because a teacher had the nerve to say that illegal immigration is a burden on our healthcare system.  Behold, fajita-eating fascism at it’s finest:

It has come to my attention that you use your classroom to extol the virtues of Conservative thought.  It should not be my responsibility to remind you that you are there to teach, not preach.  It is your right to have an opinion, but it is my right to have my daughter receive an education free from political propaganda.  You may not be aware that Alena’s grandparents were undocumented when they arrived in this country.  Your inference that illegal immigrants are to blame for this country’s health care crisis upset her, and I am putting you on notice that if it happens again, I will contact our family’s attorney.  I am sure the Robertson County School District has plenty of excess funds with which to fight off a lawsuit, especially one where precedent is clearly set.

Nevermind if what the teacher said was true.  Since it is. It’s also a burden on the school systems while we’re at it. And the courts. Admittedly, since hospitals do not track this information it’s hard to determine an exact number but having hard data has never stopped hard headed liberals before. Just ask a discredited Lancet study that every liberal sings by heart.

Rick’s site “Coyote Chronicles” is presumably a celebration of the noble “coyote”. A coyote is a man who sees another man with a leafblower and a dream and helps him to scam government services and drunk drive over families after fleeing the mess he made of his own country under the cover of darkness for a nominally outrageous fee. Not a celebration of the same coyotes who haul in the drugs and human traffic hispanics into the underground sex slave trade. Just so we’re clear. Coyotes with a heart of gold.

Some people conservatively put that healthcare number at $10.7 billion a year. But we know how some people feel about the word “Conservative” so let’s make that a more liberal number like $100 Billion a year. The facts aren’t fully in but if you don’t consider potentially billions of unpaid hospital bills a burden on the system, maybe not the biggest but definitely big by any measure, then perhaps you’d like to just give me $500,000 since it ain’t no thing.

You see, by Mr. Casares’ estimation no teacher can interject their opinion into a classroom if that opinion upsets their child or a parent’s well-established set of beliefs (no matter how ill-founded) to which I wholeheartedly agree!

By that rationale, we can now sue every teacher and school system who:

- teaches evolution as a fact and not a theory.
- Teaches sex education to under 13 youngsters at all instead of leaving it to their parents
- Teaching elementary schoolers that Heather Having Two Mommies is a-okay
- insult children if their parents voted for John McCain (and make them cry – call my attorney!)
- recruiting students to work for political campaigns in exchange for credit

Just a few. If we were to throw out all the bums who teach their opinions as fact the schools and colleges would be closed tomorrow. I guess it only matters when you feel it’s your particular pet issue that’s being attacked once in a very infrequent while.

Try having the board that accredits the schools forcing teachers to take an ideological litmus test before they could teach and forcing students to take a loyalty test to their definition of “social justice” before they would be allowed to graduate and then get back with me.

This is really very simple, Sir. Were the shoe on the other foot, and I had your children in my classroom, and attempted to indoctrinate my charges into the Godless, heathen, liberal agenda, I believe you would be as concerned as I.

And a godless, heathen, liberal agenda isn’t what we have now?

By their own description, 72 percent of those teaching at American universities and colleges are liberal and 15 percent are conservative, says the study being published this week. The imbalance is almost as striking in partisan terms, with 50 percent of the faculty members surveyed identifying themselves as Democrats and 11 percent as Republicans.

We just need to sue everybody who presents their opinions as fact in the public school system and browbeats their students with it. Were it the case, your leftarded side would be getting beat with the shit end of the stick that they wield so often that it has prompted a nationwide homeschooling movement.

Do yourself a favor “Teach” and take out the warrant now. Casares and reasoned debate go together like Ivan Moreno and Mary Sadler. Reasoned debate may try to put up a good fight but at the end of the day it’s going to be strangled to death and raped in the name of diversity.

A little girl will be in need of medical attention for the rest of her life.  Possibly because of an accident at a hospital that had no choice but to see her for an emergency.  Scumbag, ambulance-chasing attorneys, I repeat myself, have indicated that she is due for a big cash settlement.

Her father is not around.  Her mother was deemed by the court to not be fit to care for her when she was present at the apartment where her baby daddy was caught after buying cocaine from an undercover informant named “Zorro”.

The medical bills are all being sported by the kind and generous donations the taxpayers of Tennessee through our socialized healthcare program TennCare and the $630 a month from Social Security.

Oh, did I mention that they are all illegal aliens? The father was deported. The Mexican government hired another local attorney to represent “his interests”.  Presumably, that does not include buying or selling any more drugs from or to undercover informants in his absence.

The cover of The Scene article depicts the little girl as a piñata.  Would she have been stereotyped as anything else if she was a different race?

Somehow, when you’re a liberal this is completely acceptable.

When Tim Wilson thought up the First Baptist Bar & Grill, I’m pretty sure this is what he had in mind. When kicking it old school, the Big J might’ve turned water into wine but in Ashland City the King of Tears can get you tanked on Cumberland tap.

Crack open a six-pack of Salvation and behold. When you say Blasphemy, you’ve said it all:

Sure, the communion is served in a 12 oz. frosty mug and the Body of Christ is pretzels instead of wafers but when Jesus is your designated driver the night can last an eternity.

Though I drive through the Valley of the Shadow of Serpas,
I shall fear no DUI checkpoint.
My liability insurance and alcohawk, they comfort me.

So if you find the three-headed Schlitz Malt Liquor heifer of hell breathing down your neck – rip into a cold one. Ahhhh….and pour a pint on the curb courtesy of your Matador of Mercy.

After all, His Blood’s For you.  Nailed to a bar stool for your sins.

They’re serving after noon on Sundays but closed on Wednesday nights. After all, we have to keep something holy.

I’ll update our full White Trash Wednesday list as soon as I hear from the people still keeping their Coleman kerosene lamps / tire fires in their backyards burning bright.

I won’t say who said this but I’m kind of taken aback. And when I say “taken aback” I don’t mean that in a “taken from the rear” kind of way:

July 6, 2009

MORE ON DON’T ASK DON’T TELL. Plus, comforting words for gays from Chris Geidner and Andrew Sullivan. Don’t worry — they’ve got top men working on it!

Dare I say, they’ve got a good many “bottom men” working on it too.

Now I know the feud is sticking in his craw.

I haven’t had a minute to process this yet but short of a nuclear attack on Hawaii this is about the worst news someone from Tennessee could expect to hear today.

The pair died of apparent gunshots wounds and were found in an apartment near the old General Hospital on Rolling Mill Hill. The woman, sources say, was approximately 20 years of age.

While details are sketchy at this time, NashvillePost.com sources say that the scene could be double homicide, a murder/suicide, or made to look like a murder/suicide. Metro Police said they have identified the woman, but are not releasing her name until the family has been notified.

What’s certain is that the unnamed woman at the scene is not his wife which opens a range of possibilities to the motive but it’s no excuse.  If your spouse or girlfriend is cheating on you then get a divorce.  If they ruin your life for what they did to you why let them ruin the rest of your life by going to jail over it?

That’s not speculating on what’s happened.  No one knows what that is yet.  But if the motive was not money then that narrows it down.

Naturally, many of our liberal friends are rushing to comment on this story as an example of how legal gun owners being allowed to carry their weapons into a restaurant is the same thing as someone either breaking in or being invited into McNair’s residence and shooting him dead.

Not quite the point, fellas.  The point is that this city has gotten so dangerous under Chief Ronal Serpas’ Reign of Error that we have to maintain the right to defend ourselves.  We have a meter maid at police chief who would rather harass people going 6 miles over the speed limit than putting the serious criminals away and no one can dispute that.

It’s a note I’ve been playing for quite some time.

Either way, it’s a sad day for the McNair Family, the city, the state, the sport and I hope they bring the person or people who did this to justice.

UPDATE:  Murder suicide. Crazy bitch took a DUI rap two days ago and celebrated having her license being revoked for six months by killing McNair and then herself.  How much does six months worth of taxis cost?

The young woman, Sahel Kazemi, was arrested just before 2 a.m. Thursday after an officer spotted her speeding down Broadway. Kazemi was driving a black, 2007 Cadillac Escalade that, according to public records, she owned along with McNair. McNair was in the vehicle at the time Kazemi was pulled over; however, he was not charged with anything and was allowed to leave. He left in a taxi.

The vehicle is registered at the address of McNair’s restaurant on Jefferson Street.

Going to Dave and Busters makes me want to shoot myself too but not enough to take somebody with me.

This incident is enough to give strange a bad name.  Remember that when you go home and kiss your wives at night.

Regardless of this marital infidelity, McNair comported himself with grace on and off the field and deserved a better ending than the one served up ice cold by this Opry Mills bimbo.

It’s all over now except for the funeral and the family that has to go on without a father.

Curiouser and curiouser: McNair had a death threat made against him by a woman claiming he slipped her a roofie some time last year and that her boyfriend was going to kill him at the Blue Moon restaurant in Rock Harbor early yesterday morning.

IRONY WATCH: For those people concerned about guns in restaurants, don’t you find it the least bit ironic that McNair was shot by someone who worked at a restaurant? Based on the broad brush you use to paint patrons, maybe people need to protect themselves from the staff.

COINCIDENCE AND ONE LAST QUESTION: The arresting officer from the Kazemi/McNair DUI stop from this last Thursday is the same one who arrested McNair previously for DUI. Talk about a small town. The thing that’s getting me here is that Kazemi admitted she was high at the stop and it is still a crime for someone to be riding with someone that they know to be intoxicated yet no charge was filed against McNair at the time and he was allowed to leave by taxi.

According to the arrest affidavit, Kazemi’s “eyes were bloodshot and watery. She had an obvious odor of an alcoholic beverage coming from her breath but denied any consumption.” According to the police report, “She said she was not drunk but high.”

Would that have happened had the officer in question not been browbeaten by McNair’s attorney and a sympathetic judge who also threw out the gun charge as “fruit of the forbidden tree” in that same stop. Indeed, he was suspended following the first arrest. I’d forgotten that McNair had been charged with that exact offense two years ago.

But not this time. Why?

Or, how Tennessee continues to show the rest of the country how to do it. The only problem is that 37 other states have already made restaurant carry legal, so, technically we’re not cutting edge, but at least we’re a little freer (is that a word?).

Right on cue, the Tennessean (or as BMac calls it, “Pravda on the Cumberland”) had their hysterical local restaurant owners ready to foam at the mouth.

Sounds like Cliff is encouraging folks to engage in fisticuffs at his place of business. You heard him, boys!

The best non-quote is a restaurant owner who is so distraught that he couldn’t even put together a sentence.

All Ben had to do was mutter “uuuuhhhh…. ummmmm……. uuuuuuh….” like President Hussein sans teleprompter and he would undoubtedly be heralded a genius. Use this article to guide where you spend your ever shrinking dining dollar.

Way back before the veto, I sent the beloved Governor a note and urged him to sign the legislation. He declined to do so, but was kind enough to (1) let me know why and (2) call me friend.

Time to Fisk the Governor.

I think he means that.

If you ever listen to leftists speak – particularly President Hussein – they always say “let me be clear”. My response is, who is stopping you from being clear? Who is obfuscating your message? You have the entire media machine amplifying your message, liberals, and you still have to say this? Tedious.

In other words, “I believe in your right to own a gun, but leave it locked up at home, unloaded and make sure there’s a trigger lock in there too…” Heaven forbid we be allowed to take it places where they may be needed, though the occasion may be rare. Just to reinforce how much he loves guns (and how much he is just like me), he provides some history.

Or as Nashville’s own Barney Fife says, “see what happened in all them saloooons in old westerns when people would just start a-shootin’?”

The law explicitly states that the carrier is prohibited from drinking. You do care about the rule of law, don’t you? Well, we’ll all make an exception for the groups of illegals who come to do your yardwork, but aside from that, you do care about the law, right?

He needs to know my views so that he may locate me and send his press ghoul Lydia Lenker to my house to interrogate me for being one of Napolitano’s right-wing terrorists.

Fisking… the last refuge of the uninspired blogger. But still, suck on that, Tennessee elites, and by all means, put up your “firearms prohibited” signs sooner rather than later so that we will know where not to spend what’s left of our disposable income.

Confirmed.

We’ve given the Great Pumpkin a lot of crap, but he has given his all for the Orange, so the least we can do is say thanks for the memories and best of luck. Now we must go on the hunt for the Bruce Pearl of Pigskin.

And on Halloween too.

I’ve gotten word from two different reliable sources that the straw has apparently broken the camel’s back and this will be The Great Pumpkin’s last year as head coach of the Vols.

Obviously none of this is confirmed by the “legit” media, but I’d put at least five bucks on it. For a five dolla foot long.

My friend Patrick GhostofNeyland (sorry, Ghost) sums it up well…

Fulmer gave his all for the Vols, but it’s time for some fresh blood. The old guard has been stale since 2005.

I was going to go to the Valient Thorr concert at the Exit/In tonight since I didn’t see Wolf Blitzer at lunch but instead I’m douching it out with the Snoozefest at Belmont.

Due to a runaway request by one person, who will remain nameless (Nigel), consider this an Open Thread.

I say good day, sir.

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Well underway -

McCain lights up the crowd with an awe-inspiring rip on Earmark Reform.  Nothing motivates the crowd more! *snooze*.  How’s making those earmark-getters in the $700B bailout famous with your pen going, Senator?

Obama thinks 9/11 was a missed opportunity – to engage in offshore drilling – when did this happen?  Oh, and to create an army of volunteers with a draft.

McCain panders to the breeder set – shit out a few kids???  I’ll double the amount of Brian’s money I’m going to give to you.  Eat me, my friend.

Dur, the Straight Talk Express lost a wheel….I hope Al Franken didn’t stay up all night writing that one.

We’ve got one person fighting here and the other guy’s just laying his hands down at his side.  Kofi Obama couldn’t whip on McCain more unless he had a Viet Cong uniform.  Luckily, Bill Ayers probably still has one in his closet he can borrow.
Read on you glutton for punishment.
(more…)

The downtown Nashville HQ of the Obamarxessiah:

Opiates Of The Sheeple.

Now that the politically tied techno-dweeb and his attorney have effectively imposed a media blackout on this continuing investigation, they need to qualify their statements about him not being indicted with a “yet” at the end:

When he heard the name connected to the story – the one about the college kid who allegedly “hacked” his way into a personal e-mail account for Republican vice presidential candidate Gov. Sarah Palin – Tracey McDaniels was not surprised.

There was, after all, a history there.

“He did the same kind of thing when he went to school here,” said McDaniels, a history teacher at Eastern Hills Middle School. “He and another kid found a way to get onto the school’s server – they just sat down and figured out the password.”

A taste of things to come for David Kernell.

Poor David.  I do hope no black knights try to gain root access to his little pink SOCKS server.

Motive, stated intent to harass, humiliate, and embarrass by disseminating the fruit from that ill-gotten password and now PRIOR HISTORY to boot.  To think what they’re going to do that pretty mouth of yours in prison.

It’s enough to make Barney Fwank want to hook you up on his Fannie connection.

As Sharon’s on one of her tears about what a mean ol’ meany I am, it’s important to make a few distinctions in regards to the investigation of one David “Orville Redenbacher” Kernell.  This investigation is not about The Last Honest Man ™, Memphis (of all places) rep. Mike Kernell.  This is about his son and what he appears to have done.

The only comparison I’ve made about the sins of the son on the father is the luxurious treatment he’s getting by someone who laid on Palin thick about her underage daughter being pregnant as being a reflection on her.  Last time I checked, pregnancy wasn’t a felony.

Hypocrisy is a stinky perfume but it’s being splashed on like so much Charlie in Cobb Country.

Two, as Sharon has taken it upon herself to be the Kernell Family’s official spokesperson and as they have circled the wagons, called in the lawyers, and dropped all communications with the media – I only have one question.

Did he do it?

Not “can you prove he did it”?  Because judging by his choice of attorneys it looks like he’s going to try and scapegoat somebody else.  Will there be digital DNA evidence in an investigation where circumstantial evidence is damning enough?  They will either have to claim somebody spoofed his account, that one of his roommates did it, or that someone broke into the apartment and did it.

Mind you, when your name is “Kernell” and you change the password on the account to “popcorn” you might just want to go ahead and plea bargain now.  Save yourself a lot of legal fees and family embarrassment.
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2nd and 3rd String cannot be any worse.  Please, oh merciful Lord (the Obamessiah), from my mouth to your ears, from your telekinetic brainwaves to the talking hot dog bun in The Great Pumpkin’s fanny pack.  Please, for all that is Orange outside of prison jumpsuits and traffic cones, set Jonathan Crompton down until further notice:

It’s halftime at Neyland Stadium, and one team looks like it’s serious about winning a championship. The other looks like it’s serious about … well, being the laughing stock of the SEC.

We all make mistakes.  Hell, I bought the wrong kind of Wet Jet hardwood floor solution at the store 2 years ago and I haven’t heard the end of it yet.

Your playcalling is to scoring what RU-486 is to a birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese.  It’s just not happening.

My drinking, however, is coming along quite nicely.

Fulmer, you should be handed a pink slip at the end of this game.

It’s official.  We are out of gas.

After jockeying for position with my fellow Nashvillains for those extra casting positions in the remake of Mad Max.  I knew it was time to head back to homebase when this kind gentleman gave me the international sign language for “Pull over, I’d like to discuss the environmental implications of drilling in ANWR and/or your ANUS”.

I’m gonna call up Jimmy The Goose and hang at the homestead while the Vols get killed by the Gators.

In case The Knight Rider wants to come by and gloat, I’ll have something ready for his ass too.

So he chose to sling his legal briefs across the lampshade on a nightstand of somebody other than his fatty, cancer-riddled wife.  Gingrich did it!  McCain did it!  I don’t really care. The only thing that matters to me is a candidate’s integrity on the issues.  After all, if he has the integrity to screw over the most important person in his life for the last 30 years after he sent her out in a wig and crutches to attack Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama while he hid behind her disease how could that possibly reflect on his decision making with more power?

Who cares?  I mean, like, that’s between them and stuff.  She needs to pull herself up out of chemotherapy and go into psychotherapy until they can hash out why she isn’t ringing his bell.

So he’s his chief fundraisers have been paying his mistress off under the table.  So Mr. Two-Americas sent his bastard child off with his single mother.  So he made one of his married apparatchiks take the fall for it.  So he hid it for a year.  So the national press refused to cover it as a favor to him out of more respect for his wife than he ever had for her.

God.  Who hasn’t done the exact same thing?

In closing, if you believe half the garbage you write you should demand that Edwards retain a primetime speech at the Democrat Convention.  Otherwise, you’re just a lying, spinning shitbag.  Of that, I’m already 99% sure*.

Exurban has the photo no one wants to see.

Outside The Narrative Update:  Elizabeth Edwards pens a diary for the Kossacks tonight:

Our family has been through a lot. Some caused by nature, some caused by human weakness, and some – most recently – caused by the desire for sensationalism and profit without any regard for the human consequences. None of these has been easy.  But we have stood with one another through them all.  Although John believes he should stand alone and take the consequences of his action now, when the door closes behind him, he has his family waiting for him.

Yes.  And completely known to you that family behind that door was in a hotel room keeping baby up at 2 in the morning to see daddy.

John made a terrible mistake in 2006.  The fact that it is a mistake that many others have made before him did not make it any easier for me to hear when he told me what he had done. But he did tell me. And we began a long and painful process in 2006, a process oddly made somewhat easier with my diagnosis in March of 2007.

So that’s an admission, right?  That’s saying she knew that he was out there lying to the cameras when this story broke in December 2007.  Though poor, poor John Edwards is neither black or a woman*, she used her cancer diagnosis as a political tool to cover for her philandering, jobless, unelected husband.

When it comes to class, that’s apparently something that someone firmly ensconced in the better of the Two Americas still can’t buy.

Besides hormone-injected breasticles.  Besides “parts-n-stuff” nuggets held together by chicken-flavored glue.   Besides the fact that when they are not culling the parking lots for illegal aliens that they go and do something like this:

Workers at Tyson Foods’ poultry processing plant in Shelbyville (TN) will no longer have a paid day off on Labor Day, but will instead take the Muslim holiday of Eid al-Fitr in the fall.

A recent press release from the Retail, Wholesale and Department Store Union (RWDSU) stated that a new contract at the Shelbyville facility “implements a new holiday to accommodate the … Muslim workers at the plant.”

The RWDSU stated that “the five-year contract creates an additional paid holiday, Iidal Fitil, a Muslim holiday that occurs toward the end of Ramadan.”

On one hand I’m torn.  A private business should be able to give everyone 365 days off a year if they want.  On the other hand, replacing Labor Day for a holiday to placate the most violent, intolerant, misogynistic religion on the planet may not be the greatest idea.  And while it shows a politically expedient gesture to their employees where the company has financially given up nothing, it may not play as well to their customers.

“Based on the contract, the other paid holidays include: The Team Member’s birthday, New Year’s Day, Martin Luther King Jr. Day, Memorial Day, Independence Day, Thanksgiving Day and Christmas Day,” Mickelson said.

So Easter didn’t make the cut, eh?  I guess rising from the dead was subject to negotiation.  Tough crowd.  If I’m to believe the Ramadan prayer at the close of Eid-al-Fitr there is only one god anyway so you might as well quit pissing them off and drop Christmas too.

How you got 700 Muslims out of 1200 employees at the same plant in rural Shelbyville, TN is a baffling statistic.

Regardless, say goodbye to my freezer Tyson.  Your products will never see the inside of it again.

Bow Down Before The One Your Serve Update: Evidently, the local NBC affiliate went down to see what all the hub-bub was and was rejected from stepping foot on the property – for reasons which may be obvious:

Tyson company spokeswoman Libby Lawson said by phone that, “This isn’t a religious accommodation, this is a contractual agreement. The majority asked for it.”

So can we assume that if the majority asked for 10 days, 14 days, 21 days off a year that they would get it?

Channel 4′s Cynthia Williams could not reach any of the plant’s Muslim workers, because Channel 4 News’ crew was not permitted on the property.

Note to Cynthia:  Put on a burqa and see if that helps.

Former employee and Shelbyville resident Anthony Proctor said he thinks what’s happening is wrong.  He said he helped build a special Muslim prayer room that’s located inside the plant and that no other Tyson facility has been that accommodating for any other religion.

“If we want to go pray, we don’t have one for Christians,” he said.

They also said if you were Union that you could still take off Labor Day but that if you weren’t Union that you still have to come to work.  Does that mean Muslims can’t take Christmas off?  Racists can’t take MLK Day off?  The British can’t take off Independence Day?

If only there was a law in place about treating all employees equal.

Hey Cynthia, just do what most Tyson workers do in order to get inside – steal somebody’s Social Security number, buy a fake ID, and take a job paying below minimum wage.

Allahu Akbar, ya’ll.

Double Reverse Irony Watch: Obama-backing Union approved the move.

Guilty as sin and now free as a bird.

A perverted, cross-eyed, gap-toothed, crippled, murdering bird.

An anonymous TCASK scumbag came up with the money to spring a two time convicted rapist and convicted murderer from jail:

Under conditions of the bond, House will be monitored 24 hours a day and will have to register as a sex offender.  A judge reduced the bond in his retrial from $500,000 to $100,000.

Now he can stay with the poor excuse for a mother that raised him to be the rapist that he is.  The Ghost of Carolyn Muncey was unavailable for comment so Stacy Rectum of TCASK took the opportunity to speak for her:

“We are so grateful to all the Tennesseans and people all over the country who have supported our work to free Paul House. Because of you, this injustice is finally being addressed, not only for Paul but for the Muncey family as well.”

Until he gets wheelchaired back up that ADA approved ramp to Justice that is.  Police need to watch these deranged TCASK supporters carefully because when he is convicted again they will try to help him escape.

The Real Paul House Update: Katie Allison Granju, who I have recently given possibly unwarranted hell to, did what every other journalistic malpracticing reporter in the State of Tennessee has failed to do (The Tennessean and the Nashville Scene I am looking in your direction) and that is to call the State of Utah and have them send the record of the conviction Paul House was sentenced to in Utah.  An account that was intentionally ignored for several years while these bastards have been trying to spring House out of Death Row.  How do you ignore the details of the crime for years on end without doing so on purpose?

Absolutely disgusting. The shorter version, he twice anally raped a 17-year old girl with a knife to her throat as well as to another girl.   He was a cokehead and raped the other girl who offered him a ride thinking that he was a woman.

He claimed they “made love”.  And nothing says love like a knife to your throat.

Naturally, momma and daddy tried to help him by telling him to shut up unless he had an attorney present.  He was sentenced to possibly Life and no less than five years in prison after pleading guilty.  He was out in 4.

Carolyn Muncey was dead just months later when he fled to Tennessee where no one knew what he was.

There’s your hero, TCASK.  Predictably, they are flooding the comments section wherever this is reported to show their support.  As seen here where “threedoginn” is the TCASK member (first one at The Tennessean).  6MB readers will remember him as the sick individual who defaced the Wikipedia page of Lance Corporal Suzanne Collins (since restored) who was raped and murdered by the since executed criminal -  Sedley Alley.

Will one of you brave assholes push his rapist ass around so he can introduce himself as a sex offender to his new neighbors or would that violate his house arrest?

The Scene jokes – heh…“Lock Up Your Daughters”.  They think this shit is funny.  Hopefully their new editor will fire these jerkoffs.

There is no measurable bottom to the depth of the diseased liberal mind:

After 22 years in prison, former death row inmate Paul House is going home now that a judge has reduced his bond to $100,000.

His mother, Joyce House, will use her Crossville home to post a property bond to bring her son home. House, who has multiple sclerosis and uses a wheelchair, will remain at the Lois M. DeBerry Special Needs facility in Nashville for a few days, until the bond is posted.

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The U.S. Supreme Court concluded in 2006 that a jury, based upon DNA evidence that emerged years after his trial, could find reasonable doubt in the case.

That last line in the quote is an important one as it gets intentionally misrepresented by House’s rapist-loving sycophancy.  DNA evidence exonerated House of rape in the murder of Carolyn Muncey that was used as an aggravating factor in earning him the death penalty.  Hence, no rape occurred.  Semen found on her person was a result of her having sex with her husband earlier in the day.  All that means is that she wasn’t raped, not that House didn’t murder her or attempt it.

He was spotted crawling out of the wooded area where Muncey’s body was found with torn clothes, scratch marks, and bruised fists shortly after the time of the murder.

The court saying that a jury “could find reasonable doubts” does not mean that they would not still find him guilty.

The face only a failure of a mother could love.

Regardless, the mother who boasts raising this career rapist/murderer might get a chance to bring him home so he can shake a sparkler in his wheelchair as he now has multiple sclerosis.  As we all know, if you are convicted of a heinous crime you should immediately be released from prison if you are diagnosed with a disease twenty years later.

“I’m very pleased that he is going home,” said Stacy Rector, executive director of the Tennessee Coalition to Abolish State Killing.

Due to House’s diminished physical capacity, he should only be able to molest children in arm’s reach.  Congratulations, Ms. Rectum.  You really know how to pick a winner.

Why has no one ever interviewed the two women he raped in Utah?