"Deport in a Storm"

 From The Shepherd Express:

By Art Kumbalek 

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, last night as I fell asleep whilst waiting for the knock at the door that would begin my deportation process for the crime of working for a newspaper not particularly partial to President Trumpel-thin-skin, I had a Super Bowl nightmare, what the fock: Patriots, 31; Falcons, 27; ISIS, 44,632. Good lord! Should Tahiti or should Fiji be my choice of deportation destination? I needed to consult with my coterie over by the Uptowner tavern/charm school, where destined we were to rendezvous later to discuss the installation of our Super Sunday agenda.

But first, I be headed over to my favorite open-daily 23-hours and 59-minutes restaurant where a guy like me can get a jump-start on girding his loins in preparation for the day’s daily shit-storm to follow. Come along if you want, but you leave the tip. Let’s get going.

Bea: Hey there, Artie, nice to see you. What’s your pleasure?

Art: How ’bout a nice cup of the blackest, thickest and cheapest cup of whatever you’re calling plain-old American coffee today, thank you very kindly.

Bea: I’ve still got maybe a cup’s worth at the bottom of a pot from yesterday I could squeeze out for you, Artie.

Art: Nothing from last week left, Bea?

Bea: I’m afraid not, Artie.

Art: Then squeeze away, Bea. Squeeze away.

Bea: Can do, Artie. So what do you hear, what do you know.

Art: I know I’ve been reading a book called The Hidden Reality by some physical scientist who uses some fancy-schmancy mathematics to say there may be an infinite number of parallel universes where no possibility is inconceivable, even as we speak.

Bea: I wonder if there’s a universe where I work only 70 hours a week, make ends meet, can afford to get the health insurance, and know for sure that my Social Security will be there for me instead of for life-blood-sucking Wall Street bankers. That’s a universe I’d like to go to, Artie.

Art: That universe may exist, Bea. It would be the one with no Republicans. Natch’, the universe I’d most appreciate is where all the women are Marilyn Monroe and all the men are me.

Bea: Gary Cooper for me.

Art: I’d also like a universe where before the start of each session of Congress, by law they’re supposed to get the AV crew to set up a movie screen and watch Frank Capra’s Mr. Deeds Goes to Town.

Bea: How so, Artie?

Art: These in-the-corporate-pocket jag-wagons need to see the climactic courtroom scene where Longfellow Deeds is on trial for being nuts ’cause he inherited $20 million and wants to give it away to the needy. It’s when Deeds says this:

“From what I can see, no matter what system of government we have, there will always be leaders and always be followers. It’s like the road out in front of my house. It’s on a steep hill. Every day I watch the cars climbing up. Some go lickety-split up that hill on high, some have to shift into second, and some sputter and shake and slip back to the bottom again. Same cars, same gasoline, yet some make it and some don’t. And I say the fellas who can make the hill on high should stop once in a while and help those who can’t. That’s all I’m trying to do with this money. Help the fellas who can’t make the hill on high.”

Bea: Amen.

Art: How ’bout you scoop me out another cup of that dark matter you’re calling plain old coffee there, Bea?

Bea: My pleasure. What kind of job do you think you’d have in a different universe, Artie?

Artie: Good question. I do know there are at least three jobs that right off the top of my head I know I’d never be able to pull off, no matter how hurting the market was. One: Astronaut—heights make me queasy. Two: Gondolier—my Italian sucks. Three: Head referee for the all-lady fan-focking-tabulous Lingerie Football League. And that’s because I’d be the most, and perhaps only, penalized football referee in history, let me count the ways: illegal use of the hands; offensive holding; extra man in the huddle; (p)ass interference; quick whistle on a run-up-the-middle turnover resulting in a play blown oh-so dead; and for those who enjoy a reverse Spoonerism—defensive interference on a fair catch of punt. Ba-ding-ding-ding!

Bea: You are a rascal, Artie.

Art: God bless you, Bea. So I got to run. Thanks for the coffee and for letting me bend your ear there, Bea—utiful. See you next time.

Bea: My pleasure, Artie. Always nice getting talked at by you. Take care.

(OK, off to the Uptowner, where dreams may be drowned but never die. If I see you there, then you buy me one ’cause I’m Art Kumbalek and I told you so.)

From:  http://shepherdexpress.com/article-29140-deport-in-a-storm.html

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Open Blog - Tuesday

This must be drewzepmeister's day.

"Police dog training blooper"

Good doggy!

Open Blog - Monday

Burp!

"Man Tased And Beaten By Police"

Published on Aug 25, 2015

 

"Racine, WI - Joshua J. Ammon was accused of stalking/threatening his former girlfriend. When police finally caught up to him, several officers took him down and begin tasing and beating the man. At one point, the K9 officer let the dog bite the man, just for the fun of it."

"Ice sculptures vandalized"

From The Journal Times.com:

The Journal Times staff

Ricardo Torres ricardo.torres@journaltimes.com

"RACINE — Several ice sculptures made in Saturday's Break the Ice event have been vandalized over night.

"Divino Gelato Cafe, 245 Main St., sponsored an ice sculpture that appeared to be tipped over.

"'When I left here last night it was fine... I don't think the wind could've pushed it over,' said Luke Jackson, manager at Divino Gelato Cafe. 'It's a shame.'

"Racine Police Department say they have not gotten any calls about any of the ice sculptures being vandalized.

"The Journal Times will update this story as it gets more information."

From:  http://journaltimes.com/news/local/ice-sculptures-vandalized/article_421b5fc4-33b2-59dc-ad3c-a8bd10bb0811.html

My Kind of Christmas Decorations

New Blog for Conservatives

http://hannertimes.blogspot.com/

Be there, or be square.

Open Blog - Weekend

I hope it's not too cold to enjoy yourselves on this weekend.

Four for Fridays!

Good morning to everyone  I hope your week was alright. With the nice weather last weekend I hope you were able to get out and enjoy it since this weekend is going to be another cold one. Here are your questions.

1) Who do you think will win the Pro Bowl on Sunday AFC or the NFC?

2) Who remembers Mary Tyler Moore she passed away this week?

3) Did you watch any of the t.v. shows or movies Mary Tyler Moore was in?

4) What t.v. shows or movies did you see with Mary Tyler Moore?

Have a great weekend!

Open Blog - Friday

Woo-hoo! Go jump in the lake.

Top 10 Media Thursdays

Open Blog - Thursday

Dang, Betty, you sure are pretty!

Mary Tyler Moore Dies at 80

Wow. Death stalks everyone.

I posted a video with George Michael singing on OrbsCorbs.com. I had no idea he was discovered dead in bed on Christmas morning.

Last year hit many of my favorites in the music industry. Let's see what happens this year; provided that I, too, survive it.

Dear Madame Zoltar

Dear Before and After Pictures!  How are you?  We've been experiencing Sherlock Holmes weather: gray and damp/drizzling.  It's better than below zero, but not much.  Ms. Tender Heart Bear says it's even too foggy for Mr. Drewzepmeister to go bird watching.  She also told me that Ms. Lizardmom recently had eye surgery and, so far, everything looks good.  (Get the pun?)  Stay well, my dears.  We need healthy Irregulars in order to recruit others to our site.

Of course, by now just about everybody has learned of the Packers' loss and the end of their season.  I was also told by Ms. Tender Heart Bear that Aaron Rodgers was crying after the game.  And with all of their injuries, the flu bug was also working its way through the roster.  Some might say it's miraculous that the Green Bay Packers played as well as they did.  Let me add myself to Aaron Rodgers tears.   I hexed or cursed no one.  Maybe I should have given a wink or two to the Atlanta Falcons.  You know, just break a few bones and stuff.  Well, the Pack played to the best of their ability, but it wasn't enough to overcome their obstacles. n
Another game that Racine taxpayers will probably lose is that of Machinery Row and the arena proposed by Mr. Mayor Lying John.  Everything he does adds to the rot outside of downtown, and in it, for that matter.  Whatever happened to the days when a mayor would just govern us, not make and liable for his real estate games?  Just how many broken down homes are owned by the city?  No one knows, or isn't telling.  In fact, if you watch videos of Common Council meetings, there's a lot of things that nobody knows the truth about.  It seems as if Alderman Sandy Weidner is the only one willing to ask questions and take the heat for daring to ask questions of Mr. Mayor Lying John.  He rarely answers them, instead deferring to his cousin and City Administrator Tom Friedel, who also rarely knows the answers to any questions.  They all act perturbed that anyone dares asks questions of them.  They want all of our money, but none of our input.  Things are decided long before they come before the Council for a vote.  It's all lies and smoke and mirrors.

How does he get away with it?  Apparently no one cares until they are hit in the pocketbook.  By that time, it's too late: Mr. Mayor Lying John has stolen millions this way.  None of his friends have trouble with City Hall, but all others are deemed "enemies" and treated thus.  I don't know how far and deep the corruption goes.  I do know that way back when Mr. Mayor Lying John was involved in legal dealings with Mr. Bill Bielefeldt and his claims of improper lead remediation.  Sure enough, lead paint and other contaminated materials were all over the place.  I spoke with an official at the state EPA about it.  They, too, were very circumspect about the whole deal.  They kept telling me they had already dispatched a remediation team to Racine to instruct the contractors on proper techniques.  As soon as they left town, the contractors returned to their former practices.  The state EPA didn't want to hear this.  They dismissed me.  So, who knows how far the corruption has spread?  Who is going to risk their name and having their careers destroyed in a futile effort to save Racine from itself.  Say, "Baa-baa!"

Of course, our Chief of Police Art Howell announced there was no wrongdoing on the department's behalf when the latest dog, Sugar, was murdered by the police while retreating from the police.  There's talk of an enforcer on the squad.  If so, we want to get rid of him or her.  How come the Kenosha Police haven't been called in to make a determination?  Letting the RPD evaluate the RPD is rather boneheaded. Killing a pet is the next worse thing to killing its owner.  I no longer trust or respect RPD or City Hall.  Filled with liars and thieves.  I know one gentleman who arms himself whenever he hears the Racine police are in the area.  "I'm not going to be their next victim," he says.  "They're definitely in need of weapons training."

Well, I guess it's time to go.  I'm late with this blog.  But my love for you continues 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.  No mater what happens, Madame Zoltar is there to help you.

What did the police do with Sugar's body?  Ask madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com

Thank you for reading my blog.  It's a good day for reading or sleeping.  I'm not going out unless I have to.  It's supposed to be pretty cold by this weekend.  Be careful of any snow or ice.  I love you all.

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Open Blog - Wednesday

That thing has four arms.

"Ask What You Can Do to Your Country"

From The Shepherd Express:

By Art Kumbalek   3 hours ago

 

 

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? And so once again, I am forced to say this, what the fock: Yes, I hear America’s Dairyland despairing, the varied requiems to Super Bowl dreams I do hear. To have parked one’s fat dupa on the davenport in front of the TV, week after week after week, girded to reap the spoils of ultimate Green & Gold glory, the true Packer patriot must now retreat and suffer a relentless way-off season of household chores, bingier drinking, wife-nagging, kid shit, economic ass-shafting plus other malarkey—through the remaining winter, the spring, the summer—’til the fall, when once again the possibility of validating one’s sense of self-worth through the achievement of well-compensated gargantuans looms large upon the field of Lambeau in the Emerald City by some kind of bay. Sucks, don’t it?

You bet I feel your pain, and so I turn toward my performance of good works directed at healing, and where better to commence than up over by the Uptowner tavern/charm school majestically crammed onto the corner of wistfully hysteric Humboldt Boulevard and the fabled Center Street—where today is always at least a day before tomorrow, and yesterday may gosh darn well be today. Come along if you’d like, but you buy the first round. Let’s get going.

Ernie: How ’bout that price for electricity these dark days, jacked up to where a guy’s got to take out a loan every month when he gets his bill, what the fock.

Herbie: Bitch all you want, but it might be wise to recall the words of ol’ Lonesome George Gobel: “If it wasn’t for electricity, we’d be watching TV by candlelight.”

Emil: So true.

Ray: But if electricity comes from electrons, does that mean morality comes from morons?

Little Jimmy Iodine: Which reminds me, I hear the difference between President Trumpel-thin-skin and a sack of manure is the sack. Is that true?

Herbie: Could be one of those what-you-call alternative facts, like, Columbus discovered America.

Little Jimmy Iodine: Chuck Heston was a good actor.

Julius: Or, smoking’s bad for you.

Ernie: Ronald Reagan was a good president.

Herbie: For your health, drink only in moderation.

Little Jimmy: It’s a lucky thing none of us guys drive. The people in Cheeseland better keep at least one eye on the drinking-and-driving law these days, ain’a? Sure as shootin’, more and more people are getting pulled over by the law on suspicion of exceeding the lush limit than they did years ago.

Ray: My sister’s kid just got his driver license and would be new to the trial and tribulation of being stopped by an eagle-eyed traffic officer. So I told him two things right off the bat that you never, ever want to ask suspicious law enforcement: “Could you hold my beer while I find my license?” and “Hey officer, is that a nightstick or are you just glad to see me?”

Emil: No sir, when you’ve been drinking you should not get behind the wheel. And you should not get in front of a wheel either ’cause if you’re focking plastered, you are roadkill, mister.

Herbie: All things equal, the best place to be if you’re going to be putting on the binge is within the friendly confines of your own abode—alone. Makes sense, don’t it? Just set up an ashtray, sit wherever the fock you want, no unsolicited bonehead conversations. Hell, the only jag-off you might encounter is yourself, and you know how to deal with that knobshine—have another cocktail, ain’a?

Little Jimmy: Hey, Artie! Over here. Put a load on your keister.

Art: Hey gents. What do you hear, what do you know.

Ernie: I know it’s a goddamn shame it wasn’t you getting sworn in for the inauguration down in D.C. the other day, Artie.

Ray: He wouldn’t have had time. He’s got his hands full getting sworn at.

Art: Thanks, Ernie. I guess I just didn’t get enough of the illegal immigrant vote, which I hear was huge.

Julius: Those Republicans, they got to suppress all kinds of group votes except the illegal immigrants, and, of course, the focking nutbag white cracker vote.

Little Jimmy: I’m really surprised that Bible didn’t explode when Trump put his dink hand on it, ain’a?

Herbie: And I wouldn’t have been surprised if right after taking the oath of office, Trump would’ve whipped out a pistol and shot the outgoing president. He’d probably say, “Hey, I noticed the black guy going for his pocket. I thought he might pull out a knife like a regular Julius Caesar or something. I stood my ground ’cause I’m, like, really smart. That’s why we’ll make America great again, really great.”

Emil: I’ll bet in one of those alternative factual realities, that happened, ain’a?

(Hey, it’s getting late and I know you got to go, but thanks for letting us bend your ear, ’cause I’m Art Kumbalek and I told you so.)

 

From: http://shepherdexpress.com/article-29101-ask-what-you-can-do-to-your-country.html

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Open Blog - Tuesday

Let's make it a good one.

Open Blog - Monday

Special Delivery!

Open Blog - Weekend

Enjoy yourselves.

Four for Fridays!

I can not believe how fast the week has gone by. I hope that everyone is doing good. Drew has not been able to get out to do to much birding with the change in the weather lately. It is either to cold to get out or to foggy outside. I hope everyone has a great weekend. Here are your questions.

1) Do you follow the NFL football?

2) Have you ever been to a football game?

3) Who is your favorite football team?

4) Do you think the Green Bay Packers will make it to the Superbowl this year?

Open Blog - Friday

And kiss you!

"Talking Racine - Asking For Open Records"

"Police say actions justified in dog shooting"

From The Journal Times.com:

CARA SPOTO cara.spoto@journaltimes.com 16 hrs ago

"RACINE — The police shooting of a dog during a search warrant operation late last year was justified, according to a Racine Police Department administrative review.

"Released to The Journal Times on Wednesday evening, the findings of the review also found that the actions taken by police did not violate department policies, Racine Police Chief Art Howell stated.

"Police reviewed the Nov. 30 incident, which occurred at a residence in the 2000 block of Kearney Avenue, after the dog’s owner, Sara Harmon, reached out to The Journal Times, saying police shot her dog, a 2-year-old English bulldog named Sugar, for 'no reason.'

"'On a personal level, as a dog owner, I have compassion and empathy for anyone who has known the trauma of losing a pet,' Howell wrote in an email Wednesday. 'As tragic as the outcome was in this case, the review process revealed no wrongdoing or malice in the actions taken.'

Read more: http://journaltimes.com/news/local/police-say-actions-justified-in-dog-shooting/article_00f970ba-7ea4-5b3d-b07a-04f050c25013.html

Top 10 Media Thursdays

Open Blog - Thursday

Where's my balloon?

Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my Post Toasties and Kellogg's Corn Flakes!  How are you?  Enjoying this climate change induced weather?  When it snows a foot in July, maybe then the disbelievers will admit they're wrong.  Actually, by the time that the big shot powers-that-be admit anything, it'll be too late.  Glub, blub, blub.  If a scientist told one of those people that he or she was damaged and needed immediate attention, they'd run to the Emergency Room.  So how come those same people disbelieve the scientists on global warming?  Because it interferes with the big shots' plans to drain the Earth of all its oil, gas, and coal.  Really.  The days of Big Oil are numbered anyway.  These guys should be working on alternative energy sources before the hammer comes down on oil.  Do you remember how in the 1960's people laughed at Japanese and other foreign produced vehicles?  Who's laughing now?  The utter idiocy of some people baffles me.  They can't think past the end of their noses.  If you call them on it, they'll fight to the end to maintain their idiocy.  In their world, you're either one thing or the other.  No in between.  There's no gray and no compromise.  Personally, I want to say f*ck them.  Goddamned knob shines who are more interested in some stinking TV show than their own lives.  I guess maybe because their lives are so boring?

Aaron Rodgers and the boys nuked the Dallas Cowboys.  Next, they take on the Atlanta Falcons this Sunday at 3 pm.  The wonderful Green Bay Packers have been on fire for weeks now, often winning in the last few seconds of the games.  I feel more comfortable with a little more margin, but these guys must know what they're doing. Dare we start thinking about the Super Bowl?

"Ringling Bros. Circus to Close After 146 Years"



Oh my.  What a shame that future generations won't be able to experience the circus.  Maybe a circus exists elsewhere? In Europe, perhaps, or south of us.  I haven't gone to the circus for awhile, but I pray there's some way to save this one.

And, of course, "circus" makes me think of Racine City Hall.  Ringmaster Lying John has blubbered consistently that Machinery Row and the arena WILL be built, even if he has to do it himself.  Why is it so hard for him to hear his constituents?  Why, in a democracy, is he constantly ramming poop down our throats?  Madame Zoltar has placed the Official Zoltar Curse™ on you.  When's the next election so we can get rid of this bum?  Better yet, why doesn't someone catch him with his hand in the cookie jar?  Then we could dump him right away.

Finally: Trump.  We're doomed.

Thank you, lads and lassies, for visiting my blog today and giving it a read.  I love all of my readers.  I hope you have a great week ahead.  I hope your whole life is great.

What are the most lies that lying John has told in a day?  Ask madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com

 We're supposed to remain in the 30's and 40's for the rest of the week.  That's fine by me.  I just hate the subzero temperatures that are normally part of January.  Come back, sun.  We need you.  Just like I need the JT Irregulars.  I love you all.  Take care of yourselves.

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Open Blog - Wednesday

Four pussycats to wish you well on Wednesday.

Open Blog - Tuesday

Have a great day!

Open Blog - Martin Luther King, Jr. Day

No mail delivery today.  Banks, I don't know about.

MLK was one of those people who could electrify a crowd.

"DOG LIVES MATTER"

From Racine County Corruption:

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Sunday, January 8, 2017

Kurt Hanson and his dog  "Angel ".

Compliments of the City of Racine Militarized Police.

On the average day, about 25 dogs are shot by law enforcement in the USA.

In many of these shootings, cops kill dogs because of poor training. But some of these dog killing cops are just plain THUGS.

There are no natural instincts in mankind that prompts humans to shoot dogs. Dogs are man’s best friend? RIGHT ?

Shooting dogs is not a normal knee jerk reaction. We at RCC refer to most of these cop shooting “instincts” as aggression and/or cowardice.

Who wants a cop that is an asshole, or a coward?  Nobody I know.

Wearing a badge doesn’t excuse derelict and egregious conduct.  Cops must be held under the same or higher standards of conduct by the District Attorney's office just as common citizens are investigated.  Citizens are heavily scrutinized when they discharge a weapon or kill a dog in our county, but law enforcement gets a get out out jail free card. 

Below is the past responses from the Racine County District Attorney'' office every time a dog is killed by law enforcement. 

Federal Court rulings affirm the following:
Federal sister Court’s have already concluded that, “‘the use of deadly force against a household pet is reasonable only if the pet poses an [imminent] danger and the use of force is unavoidable.’” Robinson v. Pezzat, 818 F.3d 1, 7 (D.C. Cir. 2016) (quoting Viilo v. Eyre, 547 F.3d 707, 710 (7th Cir. 2008) (holding that the unreasonable killing of a companion dog constitutes a seizure under the Fourth Amendment). See also Mayfield v. Bethards, 826 F.3d 1252, 1256 (10th Cir. 2016) (holding that killing a dog constitutes a violation of the dog owner’s Fourth Amendment rights absent a warrant or some exception to the warrant requirement); Carroll v. Cty. of Monroe, 712 F.3d 649, 651 (2d Cir. 2013) (holding that the unreasonable killing of a companion animal constitutes an unconstitutional seizure of personal property under the Fourth Amendment); Hells Angels, 402 F.3d at 975−78 (holding that the killing of guard dogs was unreasonable under the Fourth Amendment where “the officers were not presented with exigent circumstances that necessitated killing the dogs”); Brown v. Muhlenberg Twp., 269 F.3d 205, 211 (3d Cir. 2001) (same); cf. Altman v. City of High Point, 330 F.3d 194, 204−05 (4th Cir. 2003) (holding that privately owned dogs were effects subject to the protections of the Fourth Amendment but officers’ actions of shooting and killing the dog were objectively reasonable).

In our own community of Racine County, we only have to look at the November 1, 2014 incident where City of Racine Police arrived at a calm scene regarding dog poop. A calm scene that due to poor investigative techniques and mistakes by RPD, was escalated into a militaized police incident, executing a friendly dog named Angel as it walked in its own front yard.

You may read more here:
http://justice4angel.blogspot.com/

And as in 2014, "the Gales of November Came Early" in late November of 2016 with another Racine County dog execution incident during an executed no knock search warrant.  A two year old english bulldog dog named "Sugar" was executed in her own home for doing what dogs do. Joseph and Sara Harmon of the 2000 block of Kearney Ave stated the following: 
"Police reportedly told the family that it is protocol to kill the dog during the search warrant, and that was all of the information the family was reportedly given" according to the Racine Journal Times.

We at RCC plan to file Wisconsin Public Records Request regarding the above incident and will keep our readers informed of our progress.

In Milwaukee County, their communities problems regarding cops killing dogs are even larger, to include ricocheting bullets that injure humans.

source:

shot and killed by Milwaukee police 

We know of no animal more dangerous than humans, and that includes bad cops.

In our research at RCC, no uniformed law enforcement officer in the United States while on duty has ever been killed by a dog, that’s right –NONE.

By  cows?   Yes       By horses ? Yes

A few in law enforcement have even succumbed to death from wasps, hornets and bee stings.

But none by dogs- that’s right-  ZERO deaths attributed to dogs

  NONE, ZILTCH,  NADA !!!

So why do so many cops hate citizens dogs?

2014 Law Enforcement statistics:

Line of Duty Deaths: 146

9/11 related illness: 16
Assault: 3
Automobile accident: 27
Drowned: 2
Duty related illness: 3
Fire: 1
Gunfire: 48
Gunfire (Accidental): 2
Heart attack: 20
Motorcycle accident: 4
Struck by vehicle: 5
Vehicle pursuit: 5
Vehicular assault: 10

Source:
https://www.odmp.org/search/year/2014

In recent years, there have been so many deadly encounters by law enforcement that two states,
Colorado and Texas have imposed laws requiring mandatory canine-encounter training for all law enforcement officers.

On an average year,  U.S. mail carriers report around 6,000 dog bites a year. This number doesn’t include total yearly incidents of dog contacts, which is in the millions of incidents per year.  And yet, you don’t see post office employees going postal and killing hundreds of dogs a year as law enforcement does. 

We have theories here at RCC, the theories being that many cops kill dogs because the cops are either cowards, thugs or enforcers that kill dogs to punish the owners.

What's your theory?

In the meantime.......

 Wisconsin should embrace mandatory training for law enforcement regarding canine encounters and expand the use of “less than deadly force” training and tools.

Both our community and law enforcement will benefit from such training mandates.

Posted by racinecountycorruption at 5:54 PM No comments: 

From: http://racinecountycorruption.blogspot.com/2017/01/dog-lives-matter-kurt-hanson-and-his.html

Open Blog - Weekend

Let's go for a swim.

Four for Fridays!

Hello everyone I hope you are all doing well with this roller coaster of weather we have been having. I am posting this early because I have to take my daughter back to college this morning. I hope everyone has a great week despite the cold weather. Here are your questions.

1) Have you went away for the weekend and gotten snowed in were you went?

2) Have you ever went out after  a snow storm and gotten plowed out of your own driveway?

3) When you were younger have you ever had to help shovel the sidewalk at your school?

4) Have you been nice and helped your neighbor shovel their driveway?

"Zionist Rothschild Debt Based Banking System Exposed by Ex-Marine Ken O'Keefe"

Open Blog - Friday

Happy Friday the 13th!

"Heavy Equipment Accidents caught on tape . Trucks Disasters - Trucks fails , skills #34"

See all those assholes speeding while it rains or snows? I hope each one smashes into a brick wall.

"Amazing 7-Year-Old Basketball Player"

Too bad they had to ruin this video with that rap shit.

Top 10 Media Thursdays

Open Blog - Thursday

Watch out Jerry! Tom is right behind you!

Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my raisins and rasinettes!  How are you?  Our weather hasn't been too bad, but it's January and that's highly likely to change.  In another month, they'll use a groundhog to predict the weather.  The world is effing nuts.  I've decided to go with the flow and take the easy money when it's offered.  Give me $10 and I'll tell you your future.  Give me $20 and I'll tell you a better future.

The Giants of Green and Gold have moved on to divisional playoffs against the Cowboys at Dallas this Sunday, 3:40 pm.  Go, Packers, go!

Blah, I have nothing to talk about today.  Seriously, other than being continually screwed by our local lawmakers and kingmakers, I don't have much to report.  The same old, tired lies are hauled out as soon as you question anything about Machinery Row.  Have you seen this?: http://racinecommunitymedia.tumblr.com/post/155662427578/more-questions-and-concerns-by-racine-residents



As I understand this, Rodney Blackwell expects us to "buy back" the properties from him.  Ha ha ha ha ha ha!  What a horrid, stinking, little "man" is Mr. Mayor of Racine.  These backroom deals ae beginning to rot in more and more volume, taking more and more of our money.  Where's Superman when you need him?

My advice: keep pressing and pressing Mr. Mayor with questions about the almost innumerable lies he's told us.  The FBI should be here right now looking over the finances of Machinery Row.  But they aren't, so we get screwed by Mr. Mayor Lying John again.  He seems to think he possesses some sort of aura and is totally oblivious to the plight of other human beings.

I'm sorry, but sometimes it makes me physically ill to get too involved in the scheming and cheating of Lying John.  I get very depressed that he "leads" our city.  I worry much for our children.  So I'm going to cut it off right here.

I love all of the people who stop by to read my blog.  It's very gratifying and I thank you.  Without you, we're nothing.  With you, we're the JTI, looking for some fun and love.

How much money will we owe when Lying John is dragged from office?  Ask madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com

It's good to see other forms of protest against Mr. Mayor Lying John. He is abusive to those around him and completely destroyed the atmosphere in City Hall. May our atmosphere remain warm and dry.    

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Open Blog - Wednesday

Will we learn how to make a nuclear bomb out of common household items?

"Shrink Rap"

From The Shepherd Express:

By Art Kumbalek 5 hours ago

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? Listen, first thing here is a “thank you” to reader Yvonne for her very nice note, and abso-focking-lutely I shall send your regards to the fellas.

Next, a hearty congratulations to our local broadcasters John Malan and Tom Pipines as they hang up the barometer and scoreboard respectively, soon to be retired, the lucky son-of-a-guns. For me, I don’t see any retirement coming down the pike. Retire? No sir. Expire, oh yeah, and I won’t be shaking any hands as I head out the Shepherd’s hallowed door feet first, what the fock.

So, I’m making my rounds the other day and some guy says to me, “Hey Artie, writing those essays of yours must be good therapy, ain’a?” And I’ll tell you’s, if it’s such good therapy, I wish President-elect Orange Circus Peanut would start writing newspaper essays instead of sending those stupid-ass tweets all the time ’cause if ever there were a candidate-elect ready to be a throw pillow on a therapy couch, it’s Trumpel-thin-skin. Which reminds me:

Psychiatrist’s receptionist says, “Doctor, there’s a patient here who thinks he’s invisible.” Psychiatrist says, “Tell him I can’t see him right now.” Ba-ding!

Man walks into a psychiatrist’s office, completely naked except for a layer of Saran Wrap. Psychiatrist says, “I can clearly see you’re nuts.” Ba-ding!

Why can’t you hear a psychiatrist using the bathroom? Hey, because the ‘p’ is silent. Ba-ding!

Man goes to a psychiatrist. Psychiatrist says, “What do you do for a living?” Man says, I’m an auto mechanic.” Psychiatrist says, “All right, get under the couch.” Ba-ding!

So you betcha, if whipping out these essays off the top of my head is good therapy, I guess that makes Artie his own therapist, how ’bout that. By cutting out the middleman, I figure I’m saving myself about a $120-$150 bucks an hour; so the drinks are on me. And as a therapist, one thing I know is that we can all use an extra pat on the back. Actually, I got a better idea. More than an extra pat on the back, we could all use an extra $Jackson in the backpocket, ain’a? Hold on, I got an even better idea. How ’bout, say, you go see one of these psychiatric guys for a little shrink rap and at the end of the session he gives you a crisp $100 instead of the other way around—“Hey doc, gosh. Thanks for the dough. I’m feeling better about myself already.” And isn’t that the point?

Fock if I know, but I sometimes do wonder what things would be like these days if there had been an outbreak of the psychology racket in the olden days. Say back in the year 0027 or something, they pull Jesus in for a psych session: “Well, Mr. Christ, to me it looks like we’re dealing with a pattern of self-destructive behavior here. I’d say you were clinically depressed, but that hasn’t been invented yet. This savior thing. It’s a grand idea, but practically speaking, what about the future? Do you actually see yourself doing this at age 40, 50? And you say one thing, but then do another. ‘Love thy neighbor,’ fine. But then you go bust up their money-changing temple. What I’d like to do is see you weekly for the long-term. Who is your health care provider, Mr. Christ?”

I’ve heard that some psychiatrists like to quiz their patients about their dreams. If I were seeing a shrink instead of seeing myself, I’d tell him about the one I had just the other night that goes something like this:

Vladimir Putin, Art Kumbalek and Donald Trump were set to face a firing squad in a small Middle-Eastern country. Vladimir Putin was the first one placed against the wall, and just before the order was given he yelled out, “EARTHQUAKE!” The firing squad fell into a panic and Vlad jumped over the wall and escaped in the confusion.

Art Kumbalek was the second one placed against the wall. The squad was reassembled and Artie pondered what he had just witnessed. Again before the order was given, Artie said, “Gentlemen! SANDSTORM!” Again the squad panicked and Artie slipped over the wall.

Now it was Donald Trump’s turn. He was thinking, “I see a pattern here, oh boy, I’m so hugely smart.” He confidently refused the blindfold as the firing squad reassembled. As the rifles were raised in his direction, he gave a thumbs-up, stuck out his chin and yelled, “FIRE!”

Ba-ding! ’cause I’m Art Kumbalek and I told you so.


From:  http://shepherdexpress.com/article-29019-shrink-rap.html

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

"Lynyrd Skynyrd - 'That Smell'"

2016 was the year of death for me I suppose that's a consequence of growing older. The big name losses in the music industry (David Bowie, Lou Reed, Leonard Cohen, et. al.) hit my favorites hard.

In private, I learned of the deaths of two former friends. One was a woman I had a very complicated relationship with for years. I met her in AA and her mind was the quickest I've known. Unfortunately, she started lying and stealing. She told me that she stole from every job she'd ever had. I was flabbergasted. When her lies and other bullshit became too much, I told her to leave me alone. She did. She and her fully grown son moved to Colorado because pot is legal there.  His birthday reminder popped up on Facebook the other day and I checked on his page for the hell of it.  Then his mother's.  She died last spring, in her sleep.  Shit.  Well, I guess her son followed what I told her abut leaving me alone.

The other death occurred here, in this building.  Shortly after I moved here, I met an old AA buddy who had been living here for years.  She and I used to spend hours in the (AA) Central Office talking.  She was very shaky every time I saw her here.  Then, the other day, I see on the bulletin boards that she had died and some people were trying to find a new home for her cat.  I was stunned.

I suppose I better get used to seeing people drop dead around me until it's my turn.      

Open Blog - Tuesday

Enjoy it.

"Electro gravitics & UFO propulsion 1/3"

"Snow is on the ground in 49 of 50 states"

From JSOnline:


"Old man winter dumped snow and ice on nearly every corner of the country. Find out which state was spared. USA TODAY NETWORK"

Read more: http://www.jsonline.com/story/weather/2017/01/09/snow-cover-map/96337102/

Open Blog - Monday

Been there, done that.

Open Blog - Weekend

Time to see the eye doctor again.

Four for Fridays!

I hope everyone is doing good. I am starting to feel a little bit better from my cold I have and I am sorry to be posting this so late.

1) What did you do over the New Year?

2) What are your plans for the weekend?

3) This time of year do you hibernate?

4) Do you get tired of having to put layers of clothes on to go outdoors?

Have a great weekend.

Open Blog - Friday

Happy Friday!

Top 10 Media Thursdays

Open Blog - Thursday

Hang in therre.

Dear Madame Zolter

Hello, my tits for tats!  How are you? There's some nasty bug going around and I'm going out of my way to avoid the infected people.  So far, so good.  I was in line in the grocery store the other day and another woman was in front of me.  She kept talking to me and coughing in my face at the same time.  I put a curse on every cell in her body causing the cold/flu.  The next day, I'm sure she was yammering about her "miracle" cure.

Our weather hasn't exactly been miraculous, but it's darn near. One day I'm wearing a light sweater and the next I'm bundling up for an arctic blast.  My landscaping buddy says we're about normal for rain now, but we could always use a little more.  And the sun is out!  That will become more rare as the winter progresses. I can tolerate this.  15 degrees and the sun out.  OK.  But I hate those dips below zero. Any weather considered life threatening is not my friend.  How did our caveman ancestors stay warm?  I hear that if you slaughter a horse or other large animal, you can then lay inside of the carcass to stay warm for hours.  That's a little messier than going to Boston Store, but just as effective.  Hmm, I wonder if I could kill all my enemies and lie in their carcasses?  Actually, I'd prefer to just slaughter them.

Our majestic and monumental Green Bay Packers have held on to enter the playoffs in a wildcard position.  This coming Sunday, January 8, the Packers host the New York Giants at 3:40 pm.  Go murder them, boys.  Hmm, "boys."  I wonder if any woman ever tried out for the NFL?  If so, she probably got creamed.

I hate to be the one who tells you so, but . . . I TOLD YOU SO!  Junior was out on New Year's Eve driving Señor Zanza's car, with his blessing.  He returned the next day with a ticket for doing 52 mph in a 30 mph zone.  I believe he's still a "probationary" licensee.  In my day, they doubled the fine and/or jail time for probationary drivers.  Watch Señor Zanza's auto insurance premium skyrocket.  Oh my Lord!  I know another young lad who caused an accident while driving home from receiving his license.  At least Junior wasn't ticketed for an OWI on New Year's Eve.  I'm proud of my son for that.

I'm not proud of him for speeding.  Apparently, he's inherited his father's heavy foot on the accelerator.  Maybe it's a boy/man thing.  I know that women get better auto insurance rates than men.  That's sexist, if you ask me.  If whites got better rates than blacks simply because they're white, that would be racist.  However, the insurers are allowed to charge more or less, depending on location.  So, the poorer zip codes pay a higher price, even if their driving records are better than the whites.  And if you can afford an attorney, he/she can probably make it all go away, for a price.

I'm not going to help Junior with his new legal and monetary problems.  He hasn't asked, yet, but he will.  So here's the answer in advance: No!  The boy will never become a man if he's constantly bailed out by family members and/or friends.  Stand up, Junior, and accept complete responsibility!

Hah!  Maybe when hell freezes over . . .  It doesn't look quite that cold in the predictions, but we could see some single digit days.  Ah, who cares?  We're in Wisconsin, where you can still see some guys in shorts.  Oh, to be young again!

Do you have a question for the Madame?  Sure you do: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com

Be careful out there, my loves.  There's still plenty of ways to get hurt.  Be especially careful when driving near an area that has a significant pile of snow.  Kids can run (and fall) outta nowhere.  I wish you all a blessed New Year.  Stay warm and stay alive.  I love you all!

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