Each day that goes by without lightning striking anywhere in the proximity of Nancy Pelosi diminishes my faith in the existence of a benevolent God just a little more:

Using a religious tradition to push amnesty — so very Nancy. I’m sure she handed out voter registration cards as well… because of Easter approaching and all.

God was probably even more impressed with Pelosi’s Margaret Sanger award.

This is a hilarious glimpse into the minds of some pro gun control proponents (video by way of CNS News):

Those who consider their own words to be “getting trapped” by an interviewer just asking some basic questions might want to re-consider their position on the issue.

This is too funny:

Ha! Harry Reid’s “sources” unavailable for comment.

Chances are Reid won’t comprehend Romney’s slam, because this is all Harry hears in his head these days: KochBrothers KochBrothers KochBrothers KochBrothers KochBrothers KochBrothers KochBrothers…

This might even be funnier than H.W. Bush’s 1988 “Dukakis in a tank” ad:

And for those who still don’t get it, National Journal was good enough to spell it out:


Er, yeah, I think we got it.

Tax Day has arrived and it’s snowing outside, which can’t be a coincidence. I have no idea what that means, but it seems appropriate.

Did everybody get their taxes filed on time? Just think, right now, all the rich libs who spend the rest of the year saying wealthy people should pay more in taxes are holding guns to the heads of their accountants and ordering them to eke out every possible last-minute deduction.

Below is a column I wrote in 2006 about this annual occasion.


Tax Day Blues

Today is the day when the tax returns of all hard-working citizens of the United States need to be in the mail. Many of us are so busy in our daily lives that we never consider what is involved in this behemoth of a tax system, but the implications of “Tax Day” deserve further exploration. How did this come about, and where is it headed?

Since the dawn of man, we have been filled with a motivation to move forward. We’re wondrous creatures in our adaptability and ingenuity. We’ve discovered fire, tools, the wheel, medicine, television, space travel, automatic garage door openers, disco and abdominizers. Seven out of nine isn’t bad.

Through all those thousands of years we’ve been pushing our intellects to become a better, more efficient civilization. With the exception of certain alleged sitcoms and politicians who treat the public teat like a rottweiler’s chew toy, we have.

Amidst all these changes, however, remains an urge in many of us that still tugs at the core of our biological makeup, just as it did a thousand years ago. Many of us, through the thousands of years gone by, have shaken this yearning, but for others it’s an urge that’s so overwhelming that they have stopped fighting it and now act upon it, all nice and legal like, thanks to the laws for which this Tax Day is symbolic. That lust is: “How can I get my hands on some of their stuff?”

Cave dwellers asked themselves that question, and if they didn’t get what they wanted, they used their clubs to achieve those ends. These days, with obvious exceptions, human beings are far more civilized. Now, when people ask themselves how they can get their hands on the stuff of others, they simply get elected to Congress – then hire people to wield the club.

Of course, Congress won’t take your stuff directly. If they did, we wouldn’t be paying nearly as much in taxes, mainly because “self-imposed term limits” will never be in a politician’s lexicon.

Enter the Internal Revenue Service, which gives politicians the ability to commit crimes without leaving any fingerprints on the gun, and demonstrates for us the single component that separates modern man from primitive man: Subcontracted coercion.

On this Tax Day, we’re writing checks to the government for any taxes due, or awaiting a check in return for any overpayment. Some of us get excited about a tax return, but if we lent our Mercedes to a friend, and months later all we got back was a tire, a door and a windshield wiper, would be giddy about our “Benz return”?

Paying taxes wasn’t always such a treacherous and confiscatory undertaking. For a long time, this country was run on very limited funds. Up until the early 1800s, the government was operated purely on internal sales taxes and revenue from a gigantic powdered wig and red-coat closeout sale. Then in 1817, the government got rid of internal taxes and functioned mostly on tariffs on imported goods. Can you imagine running this bloated monster of a federal government solely on import taxes imposed on sneakers and gag gifts?

We were created with the ability to create. All this is evidenced in the brilliance of many of our finest moments, from medicine to art to science, but that all came to an end with the ratification of the 16th Amendment in 1913. The amendment gave Congress legal authority to tax income. The kids finally found the key to the Founding Fathers’ liquor cabinet.

Much of the creative energy that should be focused on curing disease, designing grand buildings, composing music, and exploring the farthest reaches of the universe, now goes into trying to figure out a way to write off our lawnmower as a dependent.

Will the 16th Amendment ever be repealed? This may mean that the tax collector would have to be sent to our homes to collect, and we’d actually see how much money is going out the door. The government knows this, which is why they would repeal the Second Amendment before even considering repealing the 16th. In other words, keep filling out those tax forms. We’re in it for the long haul.

On this day, America’s biggest homework assignment of the year is due. The government chose the middle of April because in the springtime, as our fancy turns to other things, we may be too busy to notice that our pockets are being picked. Even if we do notice, the politicians hope we’ve forgotten about it by the first Tuesday in November.

If you were shown this picture in 1992 and asked “over 20 years from now, which one of these couples will still be married,” what would your answer have been?

I probably would have gone with “the Clintons.” Tipper had no political aspirations (other than slapping warning labels on Twisted Sister albums) whereas Hillary could have caught Bill with a bevy of college cheerleaders (probably has for all I know) and she couldn’t have severed ties with him if she wanted to get anywhere politically.

Somehow the libs not only view that as a wonderful qualification for the presidency, but also consider Hillary a beacon of feminism.

Instead of just backing off and letting things cool off a little, the feds continue to pour gas on the situation in Nevada.

The fact that they’ve now declared the area a no-fly zone (and as such off limits to media helicopters and such) doesn’t exactly mean they’re planning to stand down. Probably quite the opposite:

An intense showdown in the state of Nevada between a family of ranchers and federal agents continues to escalate after a longstanding land dispute two decades in the making came to a head earlier this month.

As RT reported earlier this week, hundreds of armed agents with the United States Bureau of Land Management and the Federal Bureau of Investigation have descended on the Clark County, Nevada ranch of 67-year-old Cliven Bundy to execute the court-ordered confiscation of nearly 1,000 cattle, according to his family, which the US government says have trespassed on federal property.

The Washington Free Beacon newspaper reported on Monday this week that 234 of the 908 cattle had been wrangled up by government agents and their contractors, and news of the dispute has since further propelled the story into the national spotlight.

According to a notice posted by the Federal Aviation Administration a no-fly zone was enacted for a 3-square-mile area around the site of the Bundy’s ranch.

The no-fly zone is in effect until May 11th, which makes me wonder what the government has scheduled for May 10th.

It’s too bad Bundy isn’t an illegal alien — Eric Holder himself might even be out there supporting him.

Update: Corrected the spelling of “aerial” in the title. That’s what I get for posting in a hurry!

Update II:

Well I’ll be darned. The feds, in spite of every indication they were about to go full Janet Reno on the Bundy family, have backed off and left. Bundy can now look forward to a series of continued strongly worded letters from the government.

If they come for him later on, they’ll do it quickly and in the middle of the night so there’s no opportunity for protests to form.

This should help keep you laughing all weekend:

Come on, President Obama — how hard does Ezra Klein have to beg before you tell Carney to hit the road and give the Press Sec gig to another proven and devoted media lapdog?

In general, government officials often emerged unscathed for things that average Americans would go to jail for, but Eric Holder is a towering example among examples.

At a hearing yesterday, Texas GOP Rep. Blake Farenthold spoke a simple truth:

“I’m committed to maintaining the constitutional balance of power and the authority this branch, this legislative branch, has,” Farenthold said. “And I just don’t think it’s appropriate that Mr. Holder be here.”

“If an American citizen had not complied with one of the Justice Department subpoenas, they would be in jail, not testifying,” he noted. “But I realize there are questions to be asked, and I’ll yield the remainder of my time to [South Carolina Republican congressman] Trey Gowdy.”

At the same hearing, Holder lashed out at Rep. Louie Gohmert for suggesting Holder doesn’t take the House’s 2012 contempt vote seriously: “You don’t want to go there buddy!”

Whenever Holder says “you don’t want to go there,” somebody should go there.

Just as I was starting to enjoy a diminishing number of Kennedys in political office (though of course the Kennedys don’t like that at all), Ted Jr. comes along to try and ruin things:

Ted Kennedy Jr. is planning to run for the state Senate in Connecticut.

Two people briefed on the decision say the son of the late U.S. Sen. Ted Kennedy of Massachusetts will announce Tuesday that he intends to seek the Democratic nomination for the state’s 12th District. They spoke on condition of anonymity because Kennedy wants to make the announcement.

Kennedy is a 52-year-old health care lawyer who lives in Branford, a coastal town outside New Haven, and has been mentioned as a possible political candidate for years. He had said last month he was considering running for the seat.

Suggested campaign slogan for Jr.: “In spite of my lineage, I’ll get you all the way across!”

Does anybody really think a Kennedy believes “state Senate” to be worthy of the name? The Washington Post notes:

Ultimately, he has apparently chosen a rather low-profile entree into elective politics — at least, by his family’s standards.

Kennedy Jr. has zero elective office experience, so he probably figured he should spend a few months wearing a paper trainee hat in state office before running for U.S. Congress. After all, pop had “U.S. Senator” engraved on his silver spoon 20 years ago, so it has to happen.

In 2009, Ted Jr., after being asked if he’d decided to run for Congress, said “I haven’t crossed that bridge yet.” No, seriously.