Saturday, February 25, 2017

"Racist Emails And Racist Remarks Plague Racine's City Hall"

From Racine Community Media:



Racist emails and racist remarks continue to plague Racine’s City Hall, coupled with shocking illegal campaign contribution statements!
Racine-Racist emails and racist remarks allegedly made by Racine’s Mayor John Dickert and other City Of Racine elected officials, continue to turn the City Of Racine back 100 years and destroying the moral fabric of the community. Highlighting unfair treatment, illegal campaign contributions and racist emails, the truth is absolutely shocking.
WATCH THE VIDEO ABOVE!

From: http://racinecommunitymedia.tumblr.com/post/157659360093/racinecommunitymedia-racist-emails-and-racist

"Top Vine Videos: 'What Is Love?' *Cat Edition*"

Open Blog - Weekend


Oh yeah!

Friday, February 24, 2017

Four for Fridays!

I just can not believe how quick the week has gone by. It has been a real busy week for me and I almost forgot about doing the four for fridays. Here are your questions.

1) Have you cleaned your house and then the next day it looks like you never cleaned it?

2) While we had the warm weather did you go and get your car washed?

3) When was the last time you cleaned out your car?

4) When do you start your spring cleaning?

I hope you have a very nice day.

Open Blog - Friday

Yahoo! It's Friday.

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Birds!

Sorry I have not been posting any pictures to share with you but the holidays just came way to fast for me. Now that the holidays are over I have been catching up on a lot of my stuff here. I am going to share a few pictures with you and I will try to keep sharing as many pictures as we get them. With this weather being so goofy it has been hard to get the winter birds.

This is an American Bald Eagle the picture was taken at Richard Bong State Recreational Area in Bristol Wi. We are taking the picture while the Eagle is flying over the car.

This is a Downy Woodpecker the picture was taken at Richard Bong State Recreational Area in Bristol Wi.

           This is a Common Merganser this picture was taken at Festival Park Lagoon in Racine Wi.

I hope you enjoy the pictures as much as we like to go out and take them.



Top 10 Media Thursdays

Open Blog - Thursday


If nothing else, give thanks for being alive.

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

"“WE HAVE NO TENANTS , AND NO OUTSIDE FUNDING SOURCES, AND LAWYERS SAY IT IS A MONEY LOSING VENTURE!!!"

From Racine Community Media:

Watch video!

"WE HAVE NO TENANTS , AND NO OUTSIDE FUNDING SOURCES, AND LAWYERS SAY IT IS A MONEY LOSING VENTURE!!!

"WATCH THE VIDEO ABOVE, IT STARTS AT THE 15 MINUTE MARK!

"TOTAL LACK OF DATA, DETAILS AND DELIVERABLES AS CITY OF RACINE RESIDENTS NOT INCLUDED IN FANTASY DREAM ARENA DEAL, COSTS NOW TOP $60 MILLION DOLLARS TO RACINE RESIDENTS AS THE CITY OF RACINE ALREADY SITS OVER $100 MILLION DOLLARS IN DEBT!!!

"CITY OF RACINE COMMON COUNCIL NOW TO CONSIDER SPENDING $600K TO DETERMINE IF THIS BOONDOGGLE CAN EVEN CONTINUE, RESIDENTS URGE COMMON COUNCIL TO PLEASE DO THE FISCALLY RESPONSIBLE THING AND PUT AN IMMEDIATE STOP TO THIS MADNESS, WHILE SOME ALDERMEN SIT IN SILENCE NOT EVEN SPEAKING AND NOT ASKING ANY QUESTIONS!

"CITY ARENA DEAL WILL AT MINIMUM COST RACINE RESIDENTS $50-60 MILLION DOLLARS, LAWYERS SAY THESE TYPE OF DEVELOPMENTS ARE NOT BUILT TO MAKE MONEY, NO REVENUE WILL BE GENERATED, IT WILL CONTINUE TO COST RACINE MONEY TO FACILITATE. THE FISCAL NUMBERS ARE ALL MADE UP AND WILL CONTINUE TO BE MADE UP AS WE GO!

"WATCH THE INCREDIBLE VIDEO ABOVE, IT STARTS AT THE 15 MINUTE MARK AS SHOCKING STATEMENTS LIKE THIS ARE MADE,“ONCE YOU WASTE THE FIRST $3 MILLION DOLLARS THERE IS NO GOING BACK, BUT WE ONLY NEED RACINE COMMON COUNCIL TO SIGN OFF ON $500-$600K TO GO FORWARD!!!!"

From: http://racinecommunitymedia.tumblr.com/post/157530874893/we-have-no-tenants-and-no-outside-funding


How many people have to call the FBI before something is done about our law-breaking mayor and his accomplices?

Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my big and small!  How are you?  The temperatures outside have been gorgeous.  It's supposed to cool down a little over the weekend, but it seems almost as if spring is here.  Our mailman was wearing shorts yesterday.  It made me think of my shorts.  Oh dear, I don't think I'd fit in them anymore.  After I lose 20 pounds, maybe.  I think I'd have to stop eating for a couple of weeks.  To heck with that.  I'll eat and stay fat and happy.

Mayor Dickface is pushing ahead on all fronts of his real estate projects.  We have to take down streetlights to remain fiscally alive, but Dickface has millions upon millions available to him (and only him).  He's starting on Machinery Row and his arena plan.  We, the people, have little to say about it.  They're talking about hundreds of thousands of our tax dollars.  They'll take our money but not our advice.  Dickface don't need no lecture from the taxpayers.  Just sit back and let him bankrupt the city.  Dickface wants his name on the arena, but if truth wins out, he'll have his name changed to numbers in prison.  Why is it so hard for him to see that a few thousand cars coming into Racine for an event at the arena  would paralyze downtown.  And there's more than enough housing available for people of low income in Racine.  The projects at State and Main took care of that. Some people in the old Olson Auto Supply building feel trapped by the garbage that's been allowed in.  There is human feces smeared on the hallway walls regularly.  The entire building stinks, literally. So Mayor Dickface wants to take our tax dollars and build more housing for these animals downtown.  Good.  Keep them all in one place.  I think the mayor should move into one of those apartments.  He'd be close to City Hall all of the time then; ever ready to pounce on any real estate plan that any idiot throws up.  We've seen the marvels of Dickface's real estate genius in projects like Pointe Blue and Porter's.  Both had huge buildups from Mayor Dickface.  Both properties remain vacant to this day.  Now, it's Machinery Row,  Will someone please lock Dickface in a closet long enough for our local economy to recover financially?  We're supposed to be close to being a Top Ten city.  Ha ha ha ha.

Meanwhile, King Trump lies like crazy at his press conferences and then says, "That's what I was told," when confronted with his lies.  Who is telling him stuff?  He never says.  It's the perfect set up for lying like crazy, which King Trump takes every advantage of.  King Trump is still campaigning even though he's already won the Presidency. What a klown.  He stands there and complains that none of his appointments will be approved.  What did you think would happen when you became King, Mr. Trump?  All those promises (lies) he made, and he's already backpedaling.  Goddamned politicians should be shot.  Shot in the foot for minor law-breaking, and shot in the head for the big-time pricks.  C'mon, King Trump. you should be behind this.  Unless, of course, if you think you might get caught up in it . . .

Here's the latest in fashion which I'm going to get SeƱor Zanza.  He better appreciate it:

   
Ha ha, only kidding.  I would never waste money on such garbage.  What's the matter with designers who come up with this sort of crap?  Are they designing clothes for the Jetsons?

That's it, gang. I've spewed my bile and feel much better.  But I feel sorry for all Racine taxpayers because of our drunken Mayor.  At least the weather's good.  At least they haven't unleashed storm troopers on us yet, but I'm expecting it.

How many corrupt politicians are in Racine?  Ask madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com

Enjoy the crazy weather.  Madame Zoltar loves you all very much.  In fact, my heart bursts with joy with every chance to be "Irregular." Keep the faith, my troops, and we may wrestle control of our city from the takers and return it to a giver.  We just need someone who thinks of the city first and his wallet not at all.  Mayor Dickface is being paid.  Do your job, Dickface!
__________________________
Please donate: paypal.me/jgmazelis
If you don't like PayPal, send me a note at madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com and I'll send you my street address so you can send a check or money order.  Thank you.

Open Blog - Wednesday


Have a great day.

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

"Hire Education"

From The Shepherd Express:

By Art Kumbalek 4 hours ago


I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz, another official Presidents Day has come and gone and if you’re like me, it’s all downhill from here. To me and the guys, Presidents Day is the highlight of the year ’cause that’s the day that coincides with our social event of the year—our gala costume confab in which we get masqueraded up as a U.S. president and then convene over by the Uptowner tavern/charm school where a bartender is usually kind enough to award a shot of bourbon on-the-White House for whichever of us looks the most like the president he’s supposed to look like. And I tell you, things can get pretty testy ’cause we’re all competitors, and this year was no exception, what the fock. 

There was quite a brouhaha when Little Jimmy Iodine got really upset ’cause he would’ve won but got disqualified on a technicality. What happened is Little Jimmy came as William Henry Harrison, our ninth president who croaked one month after he got inaugurated. Not only was it the best goddamn William Henry Harrison you could ever hope to see, but it was creative to boot ’cause Jimmy came as ol’ “Tippecanoe” a month and a day after the inauguration—he even smelled like a guy who’d been dead for 24 hours, I kid you not.

But when the bartender wanted to know what the hell it was stinking up the place so bad, Jimmy said, “It’s Benjamin Harrison from the Old Dominion state of Virginia, sir!” Little Jimmy had William Henry mixed up with his grandson-president, which is understandable, what with all the excitement and hard cider we were logging onto the bar tab. But in our group, getting mixed up on your presidents is grounds for disqualification from the costume contest. And to make it doubly hard on Little Jimmy, the bartender then had him impeached from the premises ’cause he smelled worse than the election of 1888.

The bartender ended up giving the shot to Ernie who came as Thomas A. Edison. (Yeah, I know. Go figure.) Some of the scholars in our group questioned the historical accuracy of Ernie’s outfit, not quite recalling ever seeing a photo of Edison wearing knickers or anything about an Edison administration, and if Ernie looked like a president at all, it was Ben Franklin. But we were all sick of the contest by then and we agreed that it was time to stop arguing and to start drinking like Warren G. Harding.

I went as James Polk this year. I chose Polk, our only president to die from diarrhea as far as I know, ’cause he’s been getting better marks from some historians lately, plus I wouldn’t have to wear a fake beard all night; so what the fock. And as the distinguished former president from North Carolina, I felt rather privileged to field a host of questions and comments from assorted patrons who wandered in and out through the evening, like, “Hey, did the loony bin let out early tonight?” and “Hey asshole, buy me a drink.”

One guy asked me what I thought it would take for Art Kumbalek to be elected president. I thought of our current president and wondered how the goddamn orange bag of clown ever got elected. One thing, he had a university named after himself. And then it dawned on me like the Allies storming Normandy: Art Kumbalek Public University. I had my buddy Herbie Hoover get me another two cocktails ’cause I had a lot of thinking to do, you bet.

The first important thing I had to figure was what Art Kumbalek Public University would stand for, what its mission ought to be besides making a quick buck. And I decided the mission of AKPU would be to civilize the wild beast and animal. For christ sakes, haven’t these creatures ever heard of evolution, or vice versa? Take these apes, please. Us humans and them started out about the same time some millions of years ago. However, whereas we are sending spaceships into space, these big hocking primates are still spending 36 hours a day in search of bananas and they don’t seem the least tad embarrassed by it.

And yet, we’re supposed to save the rainforest for them? I’ll bet you a buck two-eighty your typical animal could give a rat’s focking ass what happens to it. And it’s not just the rainforest, but the whole planet. These animals bear as much brunt for the destruction of Mother Nature as we humans do, especially the ones we keep in our homes and call housepets. I can only imagine how much of our ozone gets spent for the making of squeakies and the manufacture of olive-green plastic water bowls. I’d sure as hell like to know where Fido thinks he’s going to get his rubberized Snoopy squeaky if the Homo sapien goes the way of the green man from Mars, ain’a? You tell me.

Yeah, there’s a lot to think about when you start a university from scratch, but it’ll have to wait ’cause right now I got to buy my buddy Arthur A. Chester a nice cocktail ’cause I’m Art Kumbalek and I told you so.

From: http://shepherdexpress.com/article-29292-hire-education.html

Related: https://theshepstore.kostizi.com/

Open Blog - Tuesday


Still looks gray to me.