Men will be delighted to put the forgiving wife of Bill Clinton in the White House.

A vote for Hillary is the ultimate anti-feminist statement; anti-feminism is the sentiment that will propel the first woman to the U.S. Presidency.

Political progress is never what we think it is, precisely because politics is never linear, never air-tight, never predictable, never plain and simple. Like love and poetry, politics finally makes fools of us all.

Poor Catholics voted 90% for Obama in the last election, and this was the difference in a Democratic Party candidate again winning the presidency, as Obama kept predatory banking happy and increased the divide between rich and poor, as he was supposed to do.

Just as anti-feminists will joyfully elect Hillary, Catholics will vote happily for the pro-abortion candidate.


Why do Catholics vote pro-abortion?

It is another “hidden agenda vote,” like the anti-feminist vote for Hillary.

Catholics don’t care if the government is pro-abortion. Why should they care?

Catholics, obeying their religion, will continue to be against abortion.

Obeying God, Nature, and Shakespeare’s Sonnets, Catholics will continue to breed.

White, upper-class, over-educated, Obama/Hillary-loving liberals?

Some call them wise. Some call them arrogant. Some call them hypocritical. Some call them kind.

But it doesn’t matter what we call them. Hypocritical? Arrogant?

They will soon be extinct.







  1. noochinator said,

    March 1, 2016 at 5:06 pm

    It’s easy to criticize Hill the Pill, but look at the alternatives — and think of the alternatives we’ve been presented in the past: Barack Obama or Sarah Palin? George W. Bush or John Edwards? The term “Hobson’s Choice” comes to mind:

    A Hobson’s choice is a free choice in which only one option is actually offered. As a person may refuse to take that option, the choice is therefore really decided between taking the option or not. In other words, one may “take it or leave it.” The phrase is said to originate with Thomas Hobson (1544–1631), a livery stable owner in Cambridge, England, who offered customers the choice of either taking the horse in his stall nearest the door or taking none at all.

  2. thomasbrady said,

    March 1, 2016 at 8:56 pm

    I agree. American “democracy” offers us no choice at all.

  3. thomasbrady said,

    March 1, 2016 at 8:57 pm

    People swell with pride that “they voted.” But what did you vote for? Tell me that. They cannot. But “they voted.”

  4. butts311 said,

    March 2, 2016 at 6:05 pm

    I know she’s probably fingered to win because she’s the deep state candidate, but frankly I’d prefer Trump over her. As the Titanic sinks I’d prefer to watch him say what every president after Kennedy really thought, or said in private, (it could be very cathartic to Americans, if they become aware of what most of them might now only understand subconsciously) all the while enjoying some quality entertainment.

    Furthermore, while some of his suggestions and comments are indeed bonkers, (& I often think they are made intentionally to shock disenfranchised voters out of their catatonic state after the non-stop trauma of Bush Jr and his successor, Sammy Bush Jr.) some of his ideas about dealing with globalization’s effects on America are quite astute and open up a much needed dialogue on this issue. I can already see him sitting between Putin and Sir Eric Jack Pickles like this era’s FDR.

    Much preferable to the dour, dishonest, boring and unlikeable HRC in her Kim Jong-un suits.

    The articles about the “real Republicans” — the ones who have always comported themselves with such dignity — despising this classless rogue with New York values, are absolutely uproarious.

    Who are these dignified Republicans they are referring to? Nixon? B movie actor & Bush marionette Ronald Reagan? War criminal Bush Sr?His intellectually challenged son Bush Jr? Clowns like Mitt Romney? Newt Gingrich? Cheney? The John Birch Society? Who? Who? I really can’t imagine who they could be referring to.

    • thomasbrady said,

      March 2, 2016 at 10:56 pm

      Presidents, especially Democrats, have always killed people, and along comes a candidate against illegal immigration and the Democrats cry, “Nazi! Nazi!”

      Well, eight months to go: a new president for the U.S. or a civil war.

      I think it’s funny that Christie is attacked for standing still and looking normal.

      Dignified Republicans. Lincoln. Eisenhower.

      Bubba’s wife versus Trump. What does this mean?

      Is a president really that important? We don’t vote for what really controls things, do we? No one really knows who controls things.

      I agree ‘talking about stuff’ is better than leaders who quietly ‘know’ what’s best. We’re going to invade Iraq so just shut up. Or do people feel if someone like T. shoots off his mouth too much, a mob will be unleashed? I think there’s too many checks and balances for a U.S. president to be able to cause any trouble on their own. I’d almost rather have a loose cannon than an establishment insider.

      Be good to your neighbor.

      As for this presidential race: Laugh. Enjoy.

      What the hell else can you do?

      • butts311 said,

        March 2, 2016 at 11:53 pm

        I think it’s becoming more and more clear to many people who is really controlling things. As well as the fact that none of us who have any modicum of justice and decency have consented to it.

      • Grunhilde said,

        March 13, 2016 at 3:51 am

        Vote for Bernie Sanders, you fucking schmuck, that’s what the fucking hell you and fucking butts can do! Fucking fascist brownshirt assholes.

        • Desdi said,

          July 2, 2016 at 1:17 am

          You need to say “fucking” much more before you will be taken seriously, particularly by those of us who intend to vote for his most poetic eminence Donald T.

  5. Grunhilde said,

    March 13, 2016 at 3:44 am

    According to Tom, who was raised a Lutheran, and is now an atheist, Catholics, who are predominately are pro-life, put Obama in the White House, because he’s pro-choice, and Catholics will also elect Hilary Clinton because she is pro-choice, and they aren’t? That makes a hell of a lot of sense–if you are smoking crack cocaine.

  6. Grunhilde said,

    March 13, 2016 at 3:46 am

    Screw Clinton, I’m voting Bernie Sanders! Feel the BERN!

  7. Grunhilde said,

    March 13, 2016 at 4:35 am

    You cannot state that 90% of Catholics voted for Obama because you don’t have access to that kind of info. What are you now–a psychic on top of being a poet? Tom goes to his local tavern, which happens to be an Irish pub. He overhears a young Irish couple discussing how much they like Obama–and he concludes that 90% of all Catholics voted for Obama, never mind that they were actually from Ireland and visiting relatives who lived nearby. Well, you can’t blame Tom for trying–or you can.

    • noochinator said,

      June 30, 2016 at 4:58 pm

      Grunhilde makes a good point, b/c people can lie to pollsters. Many Catholics may have told pollsters they voted for Obama in order to look “progressive” and “not-racist.”

      And in the present circumstances, how many white persons are going to admit to a pollster that they plan to vote for Trump? They will say they’re voting for Hillary, but once they get in the privacy of the voting booth…. If Trump wins, I expect to hear from some leftists that the secret ballot should be done away with, that voting choices should be a matter of public record.

  8. noochinator said,

    June 30, 2016 at 4:53 pm

    Speaking of abortion, here’s an excerpt from the novel Scamp by Roland Camberton, first published in 1950:

    Jojo was pregnant, with only, so far, a ‘slight touch of pregnancy’, as Louis put it, but, nevertheless, indisputably pregnant. As weeks nine and ten passed, the matter began to grow serious. She, silly urban adolescent, was being edged slowly down to those dark abysses which lay underneath Charing Cross Road; underneath Foyle’s bookshop, the cafés, the American-style outfitters, the milk-bars, the rubber-goods shops, the run-quick fruit-stalls, the dance-saloon; even underneath the railway, the electric cables, the gas-pipes, underneath the tube, underneath the sewers, underneath the last defensive outpost of those who walked above — underneath them all, far, far underneath, lay the dark abysses of birth and death. And Jojo, slight, seven stone, eighteen-year old, pretty little Jojo, was naturally afraid, all the more so because she was completely unprepared for birth and death. She had never seen either a newly-born baby or a corpse. She had been educated — had, in fact, matriculated — she had once known and now wisely forgotten the battles in the Crimean War, the exports of British Columbia at the time her geography book was written, how to do quadratic equations, how to conjugate deponent verbs in Latin, how to prove that two straight lines which are parallel to a third straight line are parallel to each other, and so on. But what to do when an unwelcome, indeed disastrous pregnancy was beginning inside her, that she had not learnt; for that she had to go to Sybil, who was almost twenty. Sybil took her to Valerie, who was twenty-four, and Valerie, in turn, took her to a dirty old woman in one of London’s dingiest slums, thirty yards behind Regent Street and not far from Great Marlborough Street police station. Jojo’s regime of pills, hot baths twice a day, great doses of gin, and jumping down flights of stairs was brought to an end by an appalling episode on the old witch’s sofa; after which Sybil and Valerie nursed Jojo for two weeks in a furnished room in Bayswater. [Jojo’s boyfriend] Sid gladly paid up eighty pounds, thanked heaven Jojo was still alive, and made up his mind to have no more vocalists in [his] band, a resolution effectively maintained for three long summer months.

    Jojo was restored to apparent normalcy after a few weeks. A glimpse of the abysses of birth and death was, however, something that once experienced could never be forgotten. In spite of her eighteen years she was now curiously mature, and six months later was married to a chartered accountant many years her senior. Still later, the effects of that monstrous abortion on the sofa began to show itself in cysts and growths and all manner of ovarian complications. Her reproductive system, which had formerly functioned so smoothly and agreeably, became the curse of her existence, chronically out of order, erratic, morbid and sterile. Such — for all her chartered accountant and eighth floor flat obtained at an exorbitant rent — was the unfortunate lot of pretty little Jojo, upon whom the grinning old monsters of sex and the city, with their dusty files of antique, cruel laws and customs, with their sordidities, their slums, their underhand ways and means, upon whom sex and London revenged themselves.

    It so happened that on the very evening when Jojo was agonizing on the sofa by Great Marlborough Street police station, four other girls — out of the hundreds privately swallowing mildly poisonous pills, sweltering in unbearably hot baths, drinking sickening draughts of gin, and crashing down flights of stairs — were undergoing the same ordeal in more or less similar circumstances in other parts of London. Three lost, in addition to the unwanted embryo, nothing more than their money; the fourth died, her abortionist spending as a result six crippling years in a women’s prison built in the early nineteenth century. Yet within a quarter of an hour’s walk of each of these five painful scenes…there were admirable hospitals, hygienic, and humane, with every modern surgical and anaesthetic facility; hospitals which shelved moral considerations in the unequivocal treatment of diseases undoubtedly resulting from gluttony, alcoholism, lack of sexual restraint, laziness, criminal negligence….

    • Grunhilde said,

      December 14, 2016 at 3:48 am

      Indeed something to think about! The simple truth is, no man should ever have a say so over a woman and her right to choose. Men, who are opposed to abortion, can be relieved by the fact that they will NEVER have to undergo one.

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