National Conversation (120)
KQTH talker James T. Harris was in the nation's Capitol on wednesday for the annual Hold Their Feet To The Fire border event when he found himself in the middle of a protest by Democrats who are demanding a vote on the "no Fly - No Buy" gun control bill. Harris, a conservative said he managed to navigate through "the mostly rabid, young, and white crowd under the cover of blackness."
If you listened to my show last Thursday, you knew how the 2016 NBA Finals were going to play out. I called it... right down to LeBron James crying over the championship he brought to Cleveland.
How could I be so right after everything was going so wrong for Cleveland?
You need look no further than Draymond Green being suspended for Game 5 after the LeBron James "incident." To me, the unprecedented, inexplicable, unjustifiable next day suspension of Draymond Green, when no foul was called during the game, is akin to Candy Crowley bailing out Obama in the 2012 debate. Both incidents seemingly came out of nowhere and changed the trajectory of their respective contest.
"Get the transcripts, Candy! Get the transcripts!" "Uh, uh, uh... the President is right, Gov. Romney..." "Can you say that a little louder, Candy?"
Unprecedented. Inexplicable. Rigged.
Mitt Romney's campaign never really recovered, but what I found most shocking was that everyone just went along with it! No one questioned the moment. No one yelled, "The system is rigged!" Life just returned to... Normal?
After game 5, NBC (the same network carrying the NBA Finals) aired The Jimmy Kimmel Show. One of the featured segments was a spoof of Draymound Green running around kicking people in the balls!
I call that advancing the narrative. NBC (Candy Crawley) was justifying the NBA's nefarious call.
I know... tin foil hat time, right?
It wasn't until the aftermath of Game 6 that truth was spoken too close to home. For the first time in Steph Curry's career, he was ejected from a game. The league MVP was kicked out of the game after he lost his cool on a questionable 6th foul. The tomfoolery was too much for his wife. In an ill-fated tweet, Ayesha Curry wrote, ""I've lost all respect sorry this is absolutely rigged for money... Or ratings in not sure which. I won't be silent. Just saw it live sry."
She later recanted. Then things retuned to... Normal. And the lone star, the true most valuable player – a wife speaking truth to power – was silenced.
Stephen A. Smith, who just a few days earlier said that the NBA opened itself up to doubt with the suspension, later said of Ayesha Curry's tweet, she should learn from LeBron James's wife on how to be a good NBA wife, shut the tweet up and sit there and support your husband in silence. What Smith didn't say, but came dangerously close to saying was... Don't expose the scam!
Ayesha essentially tweeted, 'The Emperor has no clothes!" Because there are some things you just can't unsee, or unhear, or unknow. In other words, game 6.
People who say to me, "it's just sports" or "Cleveland still had to win their games," miss the point.
Sorry folks, the NBA dropped all pretenses of decorum and impartiality by siding with LeBron's "Believe" and "win one for Cleveland" narrative. In so doing, a gigantic television audience was able to observe another marquee event in the NBA's slide into triviality. Right before our eyes, the NBA sold out its integrity. They have gone the way of boxing. They are no more real than Kim Kardashian's assets.
Big. Fake. Grotesque. And yet... Millions watch and BELIEVE! Others suspend logic and bask it the lies of the Matrix. That big juicy steak that is really just a blue pill. But gosh does it ever tastes good!
In your HEAD!
For me, this NBA series like the 2012 debates, has had a profound impact. It has helped me unplug from the Matrix. I have awakened to the fact that when big money is involved, master manipulation is at play... in both sports and politics... FOLLOW THE MONEY and watch late night TV! Do not trust your lying eyes... Unless, that is, "reality TV" is your cup of tea.
Now... BRING ON THE NFL!
"Don't let Orlando attack make us forget that love is love" reads the headline of Tucson City Councilperson Karin Uhlich's latest screed in the Arizona Daily Black Hole.
Before you accuse me of racism, I'm black and a dying star is called a Black Hole... So let's move on.
Like many Americans, Councilperson Uhlich is filled with grief over the massacre in Orlando. 49 Americans slaughtered by a gay, self-loathing, democrat, radicalized Muslim.
Did you get all of that? It's important that you do because Uhlich said:
"Those of us who are lesbian, gay, bisexual or transgender recognize the particular brand of hate and violence that targets us; we are not alone. Minorities (racial, ethnic and religious) and women know all too well the wrath that too often leads to violence and death."
Who is targeting you? I'm part of the group that you have labeled and I don't "recognize" the hater you are demonizing. So please, Ms. Uhlich, enlighten Tucson. Name the brand and define it for me, because when you say:
"What would happen if we stopped dissecting and debating the various brands of hatred that give rise to violence? What if we simply agreed that hate speech and violence will be confronted in no uncertain terms across our nation?"
It makes no sense. Hatred needs to be defined otherwise what you call hate could get conservatives arrested. Bet you'd like that! What you call love could easily be a loss of my freedoms.
Who has the power to define?
One thing Uhlich did mention that is spot on:
"many of you — still feel stricken with grief over the massacre in Orlando. I know we'll continue to find ways to hold one another with comfort and courage; and an earnest dialogue amongst us will reveal how we can best heal and take action to honor the victims and survivors and their families."
Truer words were never written. Problem is—Uhlich does not want honest or earnest dialogue with people who might have a different idea on what was the cause of the massacre. Instead, she wants to use those lives she claims she values, to ensure that you can't preserve yours if need be.
Manipulation. That's the serpent behind her childlike innocence.
Uhlich wants to control your speech and... she wants your guns. You know, those things that might save you during a home invasion! Or in a movie theatre, or a night club. (Or the gun that might kill the deer that might be the only source of protein for some residents of the 8th poorest metropolitan area in the country... Just saying.)
Call me cynical. Call me jaded, but this is how I interpret the Councilperson's compassion, because just like our President, she is not comfortable enough to name the hate.
Karen Uhlich doesn't give a warm crap about the Orlando slain in any way except that their tragedy provides her with a platform to advance her agenda. If she truly believed the asinine circular logic of "Love is love. Love is love," maybe she would have picked up a Bible for the definition of love instead of reaching for the racist Southern Poverty Law Center (splcenter.org) and the Anti-Defamation League (adl.org) propaganda. Both organizations track their brand of hate groups and so called violent extremism, in all of their forms... hate defined by the Left.
Who are the real haters?
Let me define hate since Karen Uhlich wouldn't. Let's start with the people who are truly out to kill us. Radicalized Muslims. This is the group of haters that is told that killing members of the LGBT community is compassionate – not hateful. You see, they believe their hate is love. They believe their violence is justified.
But hey, what would you expect from a Uhlich who belongs to an ideology that believes attacks on conservatives and Christians is civil because their targets are not?
"Imagine a time when hate speech and violence are consistently met with real consequences: when a security guard at G4S who alarms a co-worker with his rageful rants is intercepted, and it's not the co-worker who loses his job."
Earth to Uhlich... The guy lost his job because of the same political correctness you impose! So try this: Imagine a time when we can call out hate and not be afraid that we will be accused of being Isalmophobic, or racist, or homophobic, or a tea bagger or an Uncle Tom, etc.
Imagine all the people living for today... woohoo... If we did, maybe the gay, self-loathing, democrat, radicalized Muslim would have never had the chance to murder 49 innocent Americans.
Now... What is love?
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
In an uncanny coincidence, the brewing civil war in the Republican Party just happens to coincide with the opening of Marvel's blockbuster, Captain America Civil War. Is life imitating art? Or is art imitating life?
Listen in and decide whose team you are on! Team Captain America (Speaker of The House Paul Ryan) or Team Iron Man (Billionaire Businessman Donald Trump.) The fate of the nation is in their hands!
You must decide!
This is Daniel Jupa-Fino. Study his face because 7.5 years from now (probably less), you might see him again running drugs for the cartels or on campus robbing students.
Yesterday afternoon we spoke to the mother of one of his victims. If you live in Tucson, AZ you need to hear this. If not... Coming soon to a Sanctuary City near you.
The Arizona Daily Independent has the story.
LaVoy Finicum was a Northern Arizona Rancher who loved nothing more than God, freedom and his family. On January 27th he was gunned down by law enforcement in Oregon. Authorities characterized him as a member of "an armed anti-government group" who vowed that he would die before spending his life behind bars. His daughters have a different story to tell. On Wednesday April 13th, they visited my show to share with my audience the type of man their father, LaVoy Finicum really was.
Are we there yet?
If not, rock bottom is going to be a b*tch! Last night, our dear leader politicized the American Idol finale.
Cold Open. President Obama. Propaganda.
The message: Congratulations to American Idol for changing America and teaching Americans to vote often and enthusiastically. I kid you not. Then the President of the United States called for more change. He hopes to make the political election voting process as easy as voting for an American Idol contest. Have you ever called or texted in a vote on American Idol? Let that sink in for a moment...
Welcome to fundamental transformation, folks.
Last night's bizzaro address is straight out of the book Amusing Ourselves TO DEATH, a must read for people who want to understand what is happening to our culture because "It is the culture, stupid!" A culture that has become so vapid that we get a media generated president delivering a voter registration speech on a reality TV show!
Welcome to Mike Judge's Idiocracy! President Obama on American Idol was the next step toward Judge's apocalyptic vision.
A day after the game changing Wisconsin primary which revived Ted cruz presidential run, Governor Scott Walker visits The Conservative Circus to talk Cruz, Trump and the power of talk radio.
I stopped by Sammy's Mexican Grill this morning to show some support. The whole family was busy working the breakfast rush. As I was standing there, calls from hate filled liberals were still coming in! Jorge and his boys man the phones now... He doesn't want his wife to be verbally assaulted anymore.
These are good people, folks.
As their boys headed off to school, Jorge told me that he was humbled by the community response yesterday. The buycott was so overwhelming, the restaurant ran out of food! Then Jorge also told me something that he didn't need to say... He told me that he and his family are not racist.
I hate liberalism. Keep the buycott going folks. We can't let radicals destroy the American dream and this Latino family that has embraced it.
Sammy's Mexican Grill 16502 N Oracle Rd, Catalina, AZ
Starting with Jesse Jackson 1988, I have had the uncanny opportunity to make some kind of splash at each political campaign I have ever attended. That ended with the election of Barack Obama. After experiencing first hand the venom and violence of liberal organizers nationally and liberal thugs in Wisconsin politics, politically charged events have lost their appeal.