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Bradley Manning “feels like a freak and a weirdo.” No $#!+ ?

Bradley Manning Support NetworkIckle Bwadwey is suing the Army because they took away his tranny wank mag and made him cut his hair, even though the delusional traitor is getting hormones because he feels like he’s female. Michael Isikoff1 has the story at Yahoo (Isikoff’s errors in pronouns have been corrected).

“Plaintiff feels like a freak and a weirdo,” Manning asserts in his complaint, “not because having short hair makes a person less of a woman — but because for him, it undermines specifically recommended treatment and sends the message to everyone that he is not a ‘real’ woman.”

via Chelsea Manning ‘feels like a freak’ with 2-inch prison haircut, sues Army.

Er, he’s not a real woman. And he is a freak and a weirdo. (And a traitor, but that doesn’t seem to be in dispute in the instant proceedings).

Well, no matter what rough path he’s tread, the long journey to recovery begins with recognizing you have a problem. This is progress, Bradley.

When you feel like a woman, Brad, that’s not authentic and in harmony with the physical world. When you feel like a freak and a weirdo, we’re getting somewhere.

“I felt gross — like Frankenstein’s monster wandering around the countryside avoiding angry mobs with torches and pitchforks,” he wrote in a blog post from prison. Feeling “humiliated, hurt and rejected,” he felt like “giving up” and said he “cried and cried and cried and sniffled a little bit, and then cried some more.”

Cue Harry Nilsson! (NSFW)

No wait, he’d like that.

The drama-queen drag queen is working with the criminal liberties and al-Qaeda bar on multiple lawsuits.

With the help of a premier civil liberties law firm, he is working on an appeal —likely to be filed early next year — of his 2013 conviction for violations of the Espionage Act. He will argue, among other points, that he was in fact a whistleblower who exposed U.S. government abuses and was never given the opportunity to present his motives during his court martial.

Simultaneously, Manning is pursuing a separate lawsuit challenging his treatment in prison. It is a novel case that could pose an awkward dilemma for the Obama administration, which has publicly championed the rights of transgender individuals, including those in prison, yet now stands accused of violating those rights when it comes to the most high-profile transgender inmate in U.S. custody.

Right out of the Alinsky playbook, that.

It must be rough to be Bradley’s cellmate. Pro: uh, “release.” Con: you gotta get it from Bradley, and it’s the only way to get him to stop caterwauling in dramatic tears, or singing that GD Shania Twain song, “Man, I Feel Like a Woman.” But relax, guy, you’re not stuck with Brad forever.

He gets out in 2047.

Until then, close your eyes and think of some real chick.

Hey — if you’re a Unique and Special Snowflake™ who can’t deal with life in the jug, there are ways to stay out, ways that have been pioneered by 99 repeating percent of society since time immemorial. These prison-avoidance strategies are generally centered on not committing felonies. It’s so easy even most of your fellow mixed-up, tossed-up, never-come-down trannies do it, which is why you’re so ronery and so awfuwwy arone in Castle Leavenwolf.

Isikoff, who is sympathetic to Manning and generally hostile to the military, finds the Leavenworth loser’s predicament “poignant.” He’s missing the vast seam of humor to be mined here.


  1. Isikoff is the guy who at Newsweek initially reported, and then agreed to spike for politics’s sake, the Monica Lewinsky story, losing his scoop to Matt Drudge. He is beloved among journalists for taking one for the team, that way.

When Guns are Outlawed, Only Outlaws will have the Secret Service

US-SecretService-StarLogo.svgEver wonder just what the Secret Service is keeping secret? Read on. But you may be sorry you asked.

A Secret Service officer assigned to the White House was arrested after he was caught in a sting sending naked pictures of himself to someone he thought was a 14-year-old girl from Delaware, according to a criminal complaint unsealed Thursday.

Lee Robert Moore turned himself in to the Maryland State Police Barracks on Monday, the same day the complaint was filed against him in the U.S. District Court for Delaware.

The complaint details a series of online chats between Moore, 37, and a Delaware State Police detective posing as a 14-year-old girl from Delaware. Moore is alleged to have sent naked photos of himself to the undercover officer and requested to meet in person to have sex.

via First on CNN: Secret Service officer arrested in child sex sting | Politics – Home.

Don’t these guys know by now that every 14-year-old Lolita on the net’s real first name is invariably “Officer,” “Deputy,” “Trooper,” or “Special Agent?” Something tells us that Moore was not one of the intellectual giants of the US Secret Service. Their chess team will not have to forfeit any matches just ’cause he’s headed to the Big House.

Want the details? Brace yerself:

“May seem like a small thing in the grand scheme, but I would take immense pleasure in pulling those shorts off your hips and down your cute little legs. Be exciting to try I mean id be nervous but still be fun. Just wouldn’t want to bore u,” Moore wrote in the exchange, which was included in the complaint. He then began asking about sex and became more graphic.

On September 1, Moore reached out to the officer again via Meet24. Moore said he had deleted his Kik account to be safe, “do you know how many fake female profiles are out there, a guy needs some reassurance that he is talking to who he thinks he is talking to, and not, I shudder to think.”

secretservice_logoHe thought he was shuddering then? You should see him now. Two words, Moore: “general population.” Kind of puts the lie to the SS slogan, displayed left.

But wait, there’s one more detail that CNN missed… it’s where Moore was when he was pedotexting.

According to the liberal blog Talking Points Memo, Moore sent some of the texts from his duty station at the White House. (He was a uniformed Secret Service officer, not the Men In Black kind).

Yikes. We have our points of difference with the President but it seems to us that he is a proud and dedicated father of two teen daughters… this has got to creep him out, just as a dad. So you have to wonder, as you almost always do with criminals: what in the blue blazes was Moore thinking? Or maybe the question is what was he thinking with? Ewwwwww. For once we could not blame a President if he sicced every form of national retribution on this guy.

Exercise for the reader: imagine some low-level KGB dude doing this in Putin’s Kremlin. The only question is whether he’d enter the food chain: Arctic Siberia? Some barren continental desert? Or the depths of the Sea of Okhotsk?

Meanwhile, the senior managers of the Secret Service took time off from paying themselves and all their worst bad actors bonuses, to deal with the public relations impact of this latest scandal. Responses under consideration include leaking Jason Chaffetz’s 2001 application again.

The Wife-Beating, Non-Shooting, Anti-Gun Sheriff

RossMirkarimiMugshotThere can be no law enforcement officer in the United States like Ross Mirkarimi, the Sheriff of San Francisco. In the first place, for most of his career as an elected sheriff, he hasn’t carried a gun. You see, he can’t carry a gun.

That’s because instead of enforcing the laws, he breaks them. He’s a notorious (and convicted) criminal, a wife-beater, an angry man suffused with hate. He’s unpleasant to be around and really unpleasant to work for, unless you’re a suck-up’s suck-up. Fortunately for Mirkarimi, the headquarters of police offices seldom lack a few such toadies, as we’ll see.

The charges are important, because they’re essential to understanding his character. A bare week before his swearing-in, a neighbor called police because Mirkarimi — already a long-established San Francisco politician — had beaten his wife, Eliana Lopez, not for the first time but as part of “a larger pattern of abuse.” The neighbor took video of Lopez’s bruises and exchanged text messages. On the video, Lopez said it was the second time Mirkarimi had beaten her this badly, and “he wants to take Theo [her two-year-old son, possibly Mirkarimi’s] away from me… he… said… that he is very powerful and can do it.” Like many battered women, Lopez did not cooperate with the police or the investigation.

Then There’s the Other Woman He Beat — “She just.” Whack. “Didn’t.” Whack. “Un-der-stand.” Whack, whack, whack.


Mirkarimi also was accused by a former girlfriend (who was married to an SFPD cop, one sign of Mirkarimi’s contempt for the SFPD, which we’ll get to in a moment), Christina Flores, of beating her, too. (Gee, isn’t there anything exclusive to a wife any more?) The battered girlfriend was talked out of filing charges, bit did file a police report. In an interview, Flores described Mirkarimi in terms that are far from unique to her:

“He’s like a pit bull. He snaps, and he gets mad, and he goes right for the jugular.” … the relationship often had problems stemming from Mirkarimi’s inability to control his temper. “I’m a smart woman. This was a really stupid relationship.”…”he had a bad opinion of the police…” and a “Jekyll-and-Hyde personality,” and could “snap” during arguments. “He can go from very, very sweet to very, very cruel and belittling,” she said. She added that Mirkarimi’s angry spells most often seemed to be directed at women.

“This is somebody who does this primarily to women and takes pride in the fact he’s a big guy,” she said of Mirkarimi, who is 6 feet tall and weighs 203 pounds. “…women need to know that when someone is in your face yelling at you that that’s also violence, and that is not okay.”

Mirkarimi blamed all the charges on his political opponents, naturally. How dare they ask questions of the women he beats? Faaaaascists!

His political opponents, as he defines them, include most of his cops and all the adjacent San Francisco Police Department. He has frequently taken the side of cop-killers and -attackers. Specifically, he has called for amnesty for eight Black Panthers who murdered SFPD Sergeant John V. Young in the Ingleside station in 1971, and opposed the SFPD’s investigation into an Occupy riot that left an SFPD officer with a fractured skull. The assault on the cop was “free speech,” and “the very fabric that made the country great.”

Mirkarimi would probably beat cops the way he beats women, if only they didn’t carry guns.

Mirkarimi’s Memo: Demands Sacrifices for Sanctuary

And then there’s his performance over this summer’s incident, when his department, on his standing orders, released a violent career criminal (with seven felony convictions and five deportations), Francisco Sanchez. Why would they do a thing like that? Because when controlling crime conflicts with virtue signalling as a supporter of criminal alien  sanctuary, sanctuary wins with Mirkarimi every time. Within days of being released on Mirkarimi’s orders, Sanchez shot dead Kathryn Steinle, whose life, per Mirkarimi, does not matter. After all, she isn’t a criminal alien.

When he discovered SFSO officers were sneaking violent criminals into the hands of ICE for deportation, Mirkarimi cracked down. The local CBS station learned about it.

KPIX 5 obtained the memo Sheriff Mirkarimi sent to his deputies in March spelling out that he, and only he, can turn over illegal immigrants to Immigration Customs Enforcement (ICE).

He sent the memo to all sworn personnel.

Only he could. He just never did. Within months, Mirkarimi’s sanctuary worship claimed its next blood sacrifice. In his world, a Sanchez will always trump a mere citizen like Steinle. He blamed ICE for not deporting the criminals he has been hiding from them.

This specimen not only got elected, but he’s likely to get re-elected, which should give you a sense of just how far around the bend San Francisco is. (How far? Other elected officials struggle against the terror, imperialism and oppression of… the Blue Angels. We are not making this up). His opponent is former Chief Deputy Sheriff Vicki Hennessy; seeing as how it’s San Francisco, she’s nearly as moonbat as he is, but she’s an actual cop who can carry a gun and everything.

The Wife Beater Demands a Gun

Since San Francisco is a rotten borough where everything is for sale, he’s been able to buy himself out of the conviction — they call it “expunged” — and he demanded his gun back. The police rangemaster, Sgt. Matt Heskell (some reports say Haskell), demurred. California imposes a lifetime firearms ban on domestic violence convicts like Mirkarimi — even if the conviction is expunged. And so does Federal law, even for canny operators like Mirkarimi who plea-bargain down to misdemeanor. Trying to CYA, Heskell asked for Internal Affairs and the state DOJ to give rearming Mirkarimi an official blessing — but the bureaucrats there were not going to go out on a limb and issue any such paper. Neither were they going to admit that Mirkarimi, a Made Guy in the state’s uniparty Organization, was forbidden to do something he wanted to do.

So they just never responded to Heskell.

A captain assigned to City Hall did, though, and his message, direct from the top, was this, quote, “Mind your fucking business.” Heskell would not bend, although he knew there would be a cost.

There was. Mirkarimi had a solution for the by-the-book rangemaster. He — through his flunkies —  transferred the rangemaster to jail duty — that’ll show him!

The next rangemaster, perhaps uninterested in a career in corrections, turned a blind eye to the law, the POST (Peace Officer Standards of Training) and DOJ requirements, and let Mirkarimi shoot the qualification course during a scheduled qualification day, 18 September 2015. Like most cop quals, the SFPD’s is not terribly hard. There are degrees of qualification, but the key one is the cutline between “qualified” and “not qualified,” which is 80.

Mirkarimi failed. The guy who likes to get tough with 100-pound women got his ass kicked by a 2-pound pistol, with his retinue of ass-kissers watching in dismay (and limbering up their lips to make it feel better), while the range staff snickered behind his back.

Mirkarimi then had 21 days to retrain and retest. He didn’t do it.

Meanwhile, a line deputy who failed and then failed or didn’t take a retest would be brought before a Review Board — probably terminated, perhaps after one last chance, but the last chance is optional. But at present, in the strange Sheriff’s Office that is Mirkarimistan,  5 other SFSO officers — generally favored princes and princesses assigned to Mirkarimi’s staff or City Hall, including a Chief Deputy, Kathy Gorwood, have also boloed without the consequences that would be visited on any ordinary radio car deputy. Gorwood, in fact, has been “carrying a gun for years, and she’s not qualified,” one SFSO officer told KSFO’s Brian Sussman (audio here, scroll down). It is not clear that Gorwood has ever qualified with a firearm. In the San Francisco Sheriff’s Office, standards are for the little people.

One Sheriff’s Department spokeswoman, a Mirkarimi loyalist named Freya Horne, who (like Mirkarimi) is a politician, not a cop, defended both the attempted end-run around the law that disarms her violent wife-beater boss, and the punitive transfer of the sergeant who questioned it. The transfer, she said,

…was not made by Sheriff Mirkarimi, and he did not provide input into who was being transferred. The transfers had no relationship to any issue involving the range or any internal affairs inquiry.

Hey, the guy disrespected Sheriff Boyfriend. He had it comin’, right, Freya?

Another spokeswoman, Kenya Briggs, who is also not a cop, was caught lying about the failed 18 September range session.

The sheriff, like every other deputy, is entitled to practice at a firing range.

Well, actually, no. Under both California law and the Federal Lautenberg amendment, it’s a felony for a convicted violent domestic abuser — like Mirkarimi — to touch a firearm. But our issue is not just with Briggs’s ignorance of (or lying about) the law.

The other thing Briggs was lying about was the range session — according to union rep Captain Lisette Adams, it was a day the range was closed for practice because it was running quals only.

So here’s a violent, convicted wife-beater who’s got not one, not two, but three women willing to throw their credibility to perdition and lie for him.

Not universal in the sense that a scientific or physical law is, but close: Chicks dig jerks.

By the way, what do you think Ross Mirkarimi’s position on you owning a gun is? We bet you can guess: he’s against it.

Why, you might lose control and hurt somebody. He should know.


The Thin (and Neat) Blue Perv

Newton PDQuick, what would happen to you if systematically used the threat of force (or abused the color of authority) to try to intimidate people into sex with you?

If you’re a gay cop, apparently, not much. A cop named Jason Miller in Newton, New Jersey (where guns are outlawed and the cops are the worst people in a state that starts off with its average below average) used to use blue lights and intimidation as a way to get oral sex from random men and boys.

He’d pull over some guy he took a shine to, and approach the motorists car with, instead of a ticket pad, something, uh, else, in his hand; you could take the ticket or you could kiss him there and make it all better.

Miller either unzipping or (more likely) zipping up. Little of this video was available because he customarily turned his camera off.

Miller either unzipping or (more likely) zipping up. Little of this kind of video was available because he customarily turned his camera off. As you can see, he’s not thin and neat, so the Seinfeld reference in the title doesn’t fit. But we couldn’t resist it anyway.

If a regular guy used a power relationship that blatantly to get sex — say, a professor greeting co-eds at office hours, unzipped and tumescent — the State of New Jersey would zang him so far back in the cellblock that his gruel would have to be delivered by GPS-enabled drones. But a different set of laws apply to the law’s insiders.

Indeed, Jason Miller is a perfect storm of two minorities beloved by prosecutors and courts — gay rapists, and dirty cops. He got away for it for a very long time, until two of the motorists he’d waggled his truncheon at called a tip line and exposed him (pun definitely intended).

The prosecutor forbore to charge Miller with any felony. Furthermore, he’s only asking for sixty days, and, Miller has to promise not to work as a cop any more. In New Jersey. (Hey, the Chester, PA Police Department has room for guys like this).

Jason Miller, 37, appeared before Judge Thomas Critchley in Sussex County Superior Court Monday with his attorney, Anthony Iacullo, for the first time since being arrested in November 2014.

Under the terms of the agreement, Miller pleaded guilty to turning off the video and audio components of his patrol car’s dashboard camera system “to conceal unprofessional and inappropriate conduct” between March 1, 2014 and Oct. 23, 2014.

If there’s no video from the dashcam, the cop’s story is always a lie. That needs to be written in to the Rules of Evidence. But as the photo above shows, there was some dashcam video of Patrolman Perv.

Additionally, Miller, who is currently suspended indefinitely without pay from the Newton Police Department, will be barred from seeking employment as a law enforcement officer in New Jersey, Sussex County First Assistant Prosecutor Greg Mueller said.

The state is also seeking that Miller serve 60 days in county jail, as well as be subject to a probationary period of between one and five years, Mueller said.

via Newton cop, accused of exposing himself during traffic stops, takes plea deal |

His mouthpiece — it’s not clear is Iacullo is the go-to defense attorney for gay rapists, or if Iacullo is the Police Benevolent Association’s retained guy for dirty cops — is no doubt pressing to let him off with Time Not Served.

You have to wonder how many other cops on Miller’s department knew about this behavior before a couple of citizen’s complaints did him in.

Remember, in places like New Jersey, police like Miller are the only ones who can be trusted with firearms. The same way they’re the only serial rapists who can be trusted to walk free in two months or less.


Here’s an incident at LiveLeak, that answers, in part, the question in the initial paragraph of this article. (Note, badly digitally-clipped audio). In the video, a guy is being arraigned on charges that he impersonated a cop for sex, or, more specifically, used the threat of arrest to get a hooker to give it up to him without him using a condom. His attorney does his best to spring the guy, arguing that the words of the statute imply that what his client, Dindu Nuffin, dindu is not a crime. But you can see this suspect get hammered a lot harder by the judge (even in the arraignment phase) than Miller did — because he wasn’t really a cop using his cop-hood to get laid, he was pretending to be, and mere impersonators don’t inherit this droit du seigneur that New Jersey law apparently extends to the state’s dirty cops.

(Editor’s note: looking for an illustration for this we googled ‘gay cop’ thinking (1) there was probably such a thing as gay cop pr0n, and (2) the search results would probably a G rated but suggestive image to use here. Answers: (1) oh yeah, and (2) not really. There is not enough brain bleach in the liquor cabinet. Worse, it now is in google’s memory of the crap we have searched for. We’re going to see some, can we say, queer suggestions in the weeks ahead. Dumb, dumb, dumb. –Eds.)

Everyone Named in this Story is a Dirty Rotten Something.

Donald Trump called dirty rotten traitor Bowe Bergdahl a “dirty rotten traitor,” which caused Eugene Fidell to call Trump “contemptible and un-American.” With us so far? The media, like Thomas Gibbons-Neff in the Washington Post, quickly rushed to amplify Fidell’s comment. Who is Fidell, and why is he defending Bergdahl’s somewhat tattered honor? The Why bit is pretty simple: Fidell is Bergdahl’s lawyer. Bergdahl is facing the 21st Century version of this:

(It could be worse. He could be getting the full Danny Deever).

Funny how a mere sergeant can afford very expensive legal representation.  Think a guy at Fidell’s level represents other NCOs about to get the Big Chicken Dinner for wife-beatin’ or messing with drugs? Nope, there must be something special about Bergdahl. Maybe he has something in common with some of Fidell’s other cases. (We’ll get to that).

Fidell went on to say of Trump’s comments:

They are a call for mob justice. Sergeant Bergdahl cannot speak out in his own defense because he is facing a preliminary hearing in the military justice system. Nor, as a practical matter, is he in a position, for the moment, to bring the defamation lawsuit Mr. Trump richly deserves.

You don’t say. Of course, Bergdahl can speak in his own defense, there’s no gag order. It is this very lawyer that is encouraging him not do it — because, of course, he’s a dirty rotten traitor, and anything he says has a high probability of screwing up his mouthpiece’s efforts to help him walk away from it without a penalty.

As far as a defamation lawsuit is concerned: we’re not lawyers, but a guy who walked out of his base and joined the enemy, to the detriment of his unit and former colleagues, would seem to us to be defamation-proof. Of course anyone can file a defamation lawsuit — military poseur John Giduck did (and wound up settling on unfavorable terms, paying his opponents’ legal fees), and convicted terrorist, bomber, perjurer, and not least adjudicated pedophile Brett Kimberlin makes a habit of it. You can sue anybody for anything, in a country where all the rules are made by lawyers. But you have to have something like a case to win. Bergdahl suing for being called a “dirty rotten traitor” would be like Michael Jordan suing for being called “tall and athletic.”

No American should have to put up with this kind of unprincipled behavior, especially from a person seeking public office

Fidell is expected to support the highly principled Hillary Clinton. And we weren’t aware that one of our duties as citizens — office-seekers or not — was to keep mum about scoundrels. To find that in the Constitution, the poor document not only must be “living” but also “out of its mind on drugs.”

… six soldiers died searching for Bergdahl — something Fidell said the Army found to be untrue.

What, they’re not dead?

Now, as to who Fidell is, as you might expect for the guy that some aspect of trying to get a dirty, rotten traitor off somehow rewarding, he’s a key member of the al-Qaeda and terrorist detainee bar, whose millionaire lifestyle and low workload as a Yale professor allows him plenty of time to work diligently to spring the Taliban and al-Qaeda detainees that Gulf Arab terror sponsors are interested in springing. Indeed, he and his wife, a New York Times columnist, worked hand in glove to try to enable these men’s return from Guantanamo to their homelands (where many if not most of them predictably reverted to their prior terrorist behavior). The conflict of interest at the Times went undisclosed until they were caught, and then was given a high-handed brushoff by the Times’s then- ethical-criticism goalkeeper, Clark Hoyt.

As to why he’s defending Bergdahl, well, we don’t know why, except he has a lot of experience defending other enemies of America, which he says he does out of the good of his heart — but damn, he sure does live well.

Maybe Bergdahl isn’t the only dirty rotten traitor.

Still… did it have to be Trump?

He’s hardly our role model of martial virtue — he’s a dirty rotten draft dodger!

Entertainer Geraldo Rivera: What, He’s Not Dead?

In a perfect example of a fading celebrity’s desperate dying grasps at fame, Geraldo (née Jerry Rivera; the Jewish-Puerto Rican all-American mutt was renamed early in his career by a producer looking for an ethnic bean to count) has been tweeting S2 lately.


Yeah, that’s S2 alright. Another example:

Geraldo, dahhling, if people had penis envy they wouldn’t want to be lion hunters. They’d want to be you — a walking, talking, camera-seeking male reproductive organ. You’re not an example of penis envy. You’re an example of penis envy made flesh and perfected.

Let us tell you a personal story of Gelato, a perfect illustration of the sort of shallow, self-referential and narcissistic Gawker celebrity that has replaced actual reporters in American media.

So there we were, stuck at Bagram after a trivial injury and a medevac driven by an overcautious MD. As Forrest Gump said, “It happens.” Now, we had a clean bill of health, a fresh set of rabies booster shots, and all that was left to do was to catch one of the couple of daily rotator CH-47s that flew around to the SF A-camps / outstations / safe houses in the OEF theater. We were one chopper ride away from the guys — and the war.

Unfortunately, our medical blessing, in which the doc told us, essentially, “Go forth and sin some more, just not this same way because we’re sick of you,” arrived in Bargam synchronously with one Geraldo Rivera. And the three largest things he comes with — hair, ego, and entourage.

So much for daily rotators, as the stressed and strained -47s were needed, absolutely needed, for the vain star of pseudo TV news, and of whatever strange movie he stars in, in his own diseased mind.

Now, there were “other heliciopters,” but the Night Stalkers weren’t accessible to CJTF-180 or CJSOTF-A for organizational reasons, and because they had to sit alert because Osama was going to be found Real Soon Now®. NSDF, at least, for the guys actually prosecuting the war at the time. (Later, the guys they were waiting for would make themselves real busy, but at that stage of the war they were licking wounds and waiting for intel).

And there were other, “other helicopters,” but the CJTF-180 organic airlift, apart from the workhorse Hooks, comprised a small unit of ancient UH-60As from the 82nd Airborne, and the machines’ rotables were so near timing out that they, too, were not anxious to launch — not to mention, they lacked the speed, altitude, and load-carrying performance of the Chinooks.

And the Hooks that had been flying the rotators? Like we said, they needed one for Geraldo and his entourage, including make-up and hairdresser. And one for his second, Army, entourage, a bunch of useless appendages of the US Army, including various airheaded PAO dollies (of both nominal sexes) and a no-$#!+ personal security detail, assigned to keep the Taliban from puncturing Mr Rivera’s more-precious-than-you-GIs hide.

A waste of the efforts of good GIs, that. Compared to any private in the entire expeditionary force at the time, including the dirtbag who was in pretrial confinement back on K2, we can’t imagine a more complete waste of skin, or a more thoroughly expendable human being, than Geraldo. Not that we wish him or his family ill; we just recognize that in the real world, he’s half as practically useful as a pink lawn flamingo.

Geraldo showed his character: sucking up to high ranks, and [relieving himself] on everyone but the peak. We didn’t see any of his reports, for obvious reasons. But we could probably write the scripts for them, every one of which focused on just how daring the intrepid Geraldo was to fly from liveshot in safe area to stand up in safer area.

In the end, Geraldo went back to New York, taking his own entourage with him. This probably lowered the mean IQ of New York and Afghanistan. His Army entourage dissipated, and they restarted the daily rotator. As we (finally!) boarded the aircraft to go back to where our guys and our ANA clung to a patch of rocky hills, we told the crew, “We’re sure glad you’re not flying Geraldo around any more.”

You’re glad!” a crew chief burst out. “Imagine how we feel about it!”

Question: Why does Geraldo like to wear turtlenecks?

Answer: To hide the circumcision scar.

If there’s a man in America who has an understanding of “penis envy” so deep it’s surgical, it’s Geraldo Rivera.

Why the New York Times Hates Soldiers and Marines

newspaper-fishwrapAn elite New England prep school is where successful men send their weak, effete sons to develop an aesthetic approach to coasting through life. And it’s where the Times’s loathing of soldiers and Marines comes from.

This forgotten anecdote from 1999 demonstrates where the rot at the Times comes from: straight down from its inherited, nepotistic head.

Sulzberger, nicknamed “Pinch” (in comparison to his Times predecessor and father, Arthur “Punch” Sulzberger), traveled a familiar path for the children of the Eastern elite in the 1960s and 1970s:

“He had been something of a political activist in high school — he had been suspended briefly from Browning for trying to organize a shutdown of the school following the National Guard’s shooting of students at Kent State — and at Tufts he eagerly embraced the antiwar movement. His first arrest for civil disobedience took place outside the Raytheon Comapny, a defense and space contractor; there, dressed in an old Marine jacket of Punch’s, he joined other demonstrators who were blocking the entrance to the company’s gates. He was soon arrested again, in an antiwar sit-in at the J.F.K. Federal Building in Boston.

Why wasn’t he subject to the draft? Well, he was rich, Jewish, cowardly, and from New York, a demographic that found ways to manipulate the system to send poor, goyish, brave, flyover-country kids in their place. (Meanwhile, there were other rich, Jewish, New York kids who volunteered: they were missing the most defining component of young Sulzberger’s make-up, “cowardly”). His cowardice extended far beyond not wanting to risk death or injury in a war; it was moral as well as physical. Not for him was resisting the draft; serious civil disobedience has consequences beyond a radical-chic-authenticity-polishing disorderly-person arrest, and principled draft resisters went to prison. Unprincipled, cowardly draft evaders walked free, comfortable in the knowledge that someone else was at war in their place. And contemptuous of that chump, whoever he might be.

“Punch had shown little reaction after the first arrest, but when he got word of the second one he flew to Boston. Over dinner, he asked his son why he was involved with the protests and what kind of behavior the family might expect of him in the future. Arthur assured his father he was not planning on a career of getting himself arrested. After dinner, as the two men walked in the Boston Common, Punch asked what his son later characterized as ‘the dumbest question I’ve ever heard in my life’: ‘If a young American soldier comes upon a young North Vietnamese soldier, which one do you want to see get shot?’ Arthur answered, ‘I would want to see the American get shot.'”

There you have it — the morals and values of the New York Times. This despicable whelp not only reveled in American deaths, he though that seeing it any other way — as his father, a veteran unlike him, did — was “dumb.”

via CyberAlert — 08/11/1999 — “Pious, Sex-Crazed” Starr; Pinch Favored U.S. Deaths | Media Research Center.

Remember, many of the Vietnam War protesters, including the entire Baby Boomer staff of the Times, were never against the war. They were against victory. They were on the other side.

And you see the same behavior from them today in reference to Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria, you name it. And you wonder why? They hate you. They want you dead. It comes from the very top, where a self-loathing rich kid enjoys almost immeasurable wealth, whilst knowing in his weak, crabbed and corrupt soul that he did nothing for it and is not worthy of it.

Assclown of the Ides: Nicholas George

Wow, this guy sounds like a story from right out of the movies:

With his chest full of ribbons, his arms full of stripes and the iconic green beret atop his head, it was hard not to notice Nicholas George at the Memorial Day observances in Oxford and Addison. [Mississippi — Ed.]

Pride. Respect. Loss. Pain.

The 54-year-old Oxford resident’s facial expressions showed the range and depth of his feelings as he watched the ceremonies with a certain reverence that can only come from a soldier who’s felt the sting of battle and fully understands the sacrifices that have been made.

“I’m here. My brothers aren’t,” said George, a sergeant major, the highest enlisted rank, who retired from the U.S. Army last year following 28 years of service.

via A Green Beret in our midst.

Right out of the movies, of course, because some extremely large percentage of it is bullshit. Bullshit worthy of its own Penn & Teller episode. But Mssrs. Gillette and Teller are not SF guys, so we’ll have to pick up their slack on this one, which is a pity, because they could probably take this guy down with much higher entertainment value. We lack their talent, but that’s OK, because a lot of this guy’s shtick is, to an SF vet or any vet, self-refuting.

Let’s start with his uniform.

Several claims staked by the uniform are obviously bogus. The first, two stars on a CIB: that means he’d have to be a WWII, Korea and Vietnam vet. He’d be 90 freakin’ years old. He’s 55. The Army has no record of him being awarded even one CIB, let alone three, and they’re quite certain he was not in WWII, which wrapped up about 15 years before he was born. Zug.

Then, there’s the beret. Green beret with a generic US Army flash? Thanks for playing, but this just might not be your game, kid. Zug.

Then, what’s an SF guy doing with an Infantry blue cord? Zug.

Finally, enlisted men always remember what side to put the branch brass on our collars with this handy acronym: USSR. “US” on side, right. He’s got it on his left side collar. Zug.

Sometimes reporters are so invested in their stories that they defend these guys. That didn’t happen in this case. The reporter, CJ Carnacchio, contacted by the SF Poser Patrol (which is apparently a real thing, and not a moment too soon), made an extensive effort, resulting in a new story featuring a bunch of new reporting, none of which seems to indicate George’s claims are true.

Special Forces Poser Patrol has a contact at the John F. Kennedy Special Warfare Center and School (SWCS) at Fort Bragg in North Carolina. Special Forces training and education occurs there.

“They checked records and there’s no record of him having graduated the Q Course in 1996 as he claims,” said Ole Senn, a former Special Forces soldier.

For example, George said he earned two Silver Stars, a Bronze Star and six Purple Hearts. If that’s true, all those medals will be listed on his DD-214.

This reporter contacted George on Monday about Special Forces Poser Patrol being unable to find his SFQC records.

“I’m battling this again,” he said.

According to George, “this isn’t the first time” someone’s been unable to locate his military records. He said he “ran into the same problem” dealing with the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs before his records were located.

“No one’s able to track down my records for some reason,” George said. “It’s aggravating the hell out of me.”

This reporter requested to view a copy of his DD-214.

“I don’t have one on me today. It’s all packed up (with) my stuff,” George said.

Aww. But fortunately, his graduation certificate… packed up, too. (He told the American Legion a different sob story). Then, there’s the badges and awards:

The National Infantry Museum in Columbus, Georgia has housed an exhibit since 2012 featuring a list of all the soldiers who have been awarded three CIBs. A plaque with the exhibit states, “The CIB Third Award is the most prestigious combat badge in the U.S. Army and one that is among the least presented.”

According to museum spokesperson Cyndy Cerbin, the list contained 325 names until last month, when it was updated and three more were added.

“Nicholas George is not among them, nor is he among the original 325,” she said. “We’re very confident our list is complete and official.”

Given George said he’s going to turn 55 next month, Cerbin said it’s “not likely” he could have earned a triple CIB.

“To have a triple CIB, you have to have served in World War II, Korea and Vietnam,” she said. “The only triple CIBs that are recognized in the museum are from World War II, Korea and Vietnam.”

With regard to George’s claim to have earned two Silver Stars, his name does not appear on an on-line list of all Silver Star recipients since Sept. 11, 2001. The site is maintained by the U.S. Department of Defense.

When asked when he earned the two silver stars he claims, George replied, “I can’t remember.”

We’re not making this up. He got two Silver Stars. For what? Beats him with a stick.

Oh, yeah, that sounds genuine. Like an $8 Rolex.

Guys, you do not want to lie to a reporter who knows how to do basic shoe leather reporting and telephone research. The guy will hand you your head, as happened in this case. So he’s a sergeant major? The Army has a school for that. It’s a lot bigger than SF school, having turned 120,000 police-call-area experts and reflective-belt inspectors loose on the Army over the years. And it has a record of every single one. And it has a public-affairs staff that answers the phone. Guess who hasn’t been to their school?

But that’s because he wasn’t doing the nonresident version of the course: records prove he didn’t do that, either.

And then, for the coup de grâce, the reporter asked George’s mother. Says Mom:

He’s lying. One hundred percent.

And that’s pretty much all you need to know about Nicholas George, SF legend — in his own mind. (Well, one more thing: his family remembers him spending a year or two in the Army but leaving with less than an honorable discharge).

Read The Whole Thing™, because Carnacchio tracked down not just George’s mother, but his brother and his estranged son, and each of them says in some colorful way that Nicholas George is as full of $#!+ as a septic service truck. In fact, read all three of CJ’s stories to see (1) how easy it is for a bullshit artist with a slick story to con a newspaperman, and (2) how a righteous reporter reacts when he finds out he’s been conned.

What’s the Acronym for Thuggish Simple Airheads?

tsa-security-theaterCan you say TSA? We knew you could. We haven’t beaten on them since they advertised on pizza boxes for future traveler-gropers last month. (What’s next, Thunderbird bottles?)

And in the interests of fairness, we’ll give first point to the TSA. They make the utterly reasonable suggestion that we gun owners out to pull our heads out of the region of our anatomy we’ve been using as a head holster, and stop forgetting we’re carrying guns and breezing into the machines.

In 2005, 660 guns were confiscated nationwide. Last year, the number rose to 2,212 – nearly a four-fold increase.
“I think there’s a personal responsibility for any gun owner, that they ought be aware of the rules, where they can and can’t take it,” McCarthy says.

We can’t really argue with that. TSA 1: Humanity 0.

From here it goes downhill for the gropers.

Yes, They’re Gropers

TSA PervLast month, CBS discovered a gay TSA goon and his female enablers were doing what the TSA has always denied its gropers do, singling out attractive people for a lascivious groping that crossed the line into sexual assault. TSA Denver agent Chris Higgins watched a groping live, and he and higher-ups reviewed others on tape, and the groper and enablers admitted it, but the TSA bosses and Denver Deputy DA Bonnie Benedetti simply fired the perv and one of his lookouts (the other wasn’t punished at all). It’s not even the first time the Denver prosecutor has given a wink-and-a-nod to a TSA sexual assault perp. It’s funny how prosecutors lose interest in pursuing sexual assault when the perv is a fellow payroll patriots, eh?

Across the country other passengers have raised concerns over the years about TSA pat downs. But the recent case uncovered by CBS4 is more problematic for TSA since its own employee blew the whistle on the practice, a supervisor observed it happening, the agency fired the employees, and the female screener who was fired admitted to the fondling conspiracy.

No one was held accountable. At TSA, no one ever is held accountable. It gives a whole new meaning to the expression, “Your ass is mine.”

TechDirt has the details on how they did it.

The plan involved him signalling to a colleague who was working the scanning computer. That agent would tell the computer that the individual being scanned was female, which apparently would set off an “anomaly” alert for the groin area, allowing the male TSA agent to conduct a “pat down” of that area. Leaving aside the fact that these computers even have “male” and “female” settings and it can determine an “anomaly in the genital area” if they don’t match — this kind of thing was exactlywhat many insisted was going to happen when the TSA put in place these advanced screening procedures.

And also, the details on how the TSA was able to torpedo the criminal investigation, as they routinely do:

Specifically, the TSA was first told about this scheme on November 18th of 2014. First, it took nearly two months for the TSA to do anything about it, and it did not contact the police during this time. Instead, on Feburary 9th, TSA investigator Chris Higgins observed the screening area and saw the signal/button push/grope of the genitals. Higgins made no attempt to speak with or identify the victim of this assault (this is important). Instead, he just spoke with the two TSA agents who were terminated at some later time (exact date not clearly indicated). The Denver police were not told about any of this until over a month later, on March 19th, 2015, at which point they noted that without a named “victim” there wasn’t much they could do.

In other words, the soi-disant “investigator,” Higgins, deliberately set the whole thing up so his groping buddy was de facto immune to prosecution. Even though there were at least three actively involved in the groping conspiracy, and several layers of enablers who got the perv off, we’ll be ultra-charitable and just count this as 1. TSA 1, Humanity 1.

Really, Gropers

tsa checkpointThe TSA Watch blog (if there were no such thing, it would have to be invented) notes that Judicial Watch has received a partial FOIA response (for which JW had to sue the TSA, who dragged their feet for almost a year before producing these public records). These records mostly document incidents of TSA groping and sexual assault, which is very common and seldom if ever punished. The partial response ran to 58 pages of TSA Pervs, with most substantive data redacted. The TSA has redacted the names of its sexual assault perps, including the one that hit a man so hard in the testicle (“testical” in TSA 70-IQ spelling) that he cried out, and the one that groped an elderly cancer patient and her colostomy bag. Sick, sick, sick people homunculi, all of them.

Even though there are 58 pp. of secret (and unpunished! TSA means never having to say you’re sorry) gropers, we’ll be charitable again: TSA 1, Humanity 2.

And They Lose their IDs in Atlanta, and Dallas-Fort Worth

NBC 5 in DFW found a few… thousand… missing badges (along with TSA uniforms, FFDO credentials, and all kinds of stuff lost, strayed or stolen at various airports).

An exclusive NBC 5 investigation found hundreds and perhaps even thousands of airport security badges, known as Secure Identification Display Area (SIDA) badges, are unaccounted for across the country.
NBC 5 Investigates requested records from some of the nation’s largest airports asking how many SIDA badges are unaccounted for.
Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport sent a response saying more than 1,400 badges were lost or stolen over approximately two years.

So, the TSA moved quickly to follow up, right? Ha, ha. This is the TSA we’re talking about. It moved quickly to cover up.

TSA blocks access to missing badge records after NBC 5 Investigates’ request….

Before NBC 5 Investigates could get missing ID badge information from other airports, like Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport, the Transportation Security Administration stepped in and said we couldn’t have those numbers.

The TSA said it is security sensitive information and they don’t want to say just how often airport ID’s go missing at each airport.

Note that TSA management didn’t find the lost, strayed or stolen badges, a news agency did, after TSA management neglected the absentee badges for years. 

We’ve established a precedent of only counting all the wrongdoing in one story as 1, so: TSA 1, Humanity 2.

OK, so the DFW TSA droids are reckless with their IDs, but it surely isn’t happening elsewhere, is it?

And They Lose their IDs in San Diego

Says the national NBC site and NBC San Diego, following up on the DFW story.

[M]ore than 270 badges went missing at the San Diego International Airport in the last two years.

And some of those wayward badges were not reported for weeks or months — meaning they were not quickly deactivated.

Workers are supposed to report a missing badge within 24 hours, and the San Diego airport authority said it plans to do more to ensure that rule is followed.

Gee, but we’re sure that’s not happening anywhere else, because TSA supervision and management is made up of the members of this outfit singled out by .gov for promotion! TSA 1, Humanity 3.

And They Swear By Their Machines, But Don’t Know if They Work

During the controversy over what TSA calls Advanced Imaging Technology and what the rest of us know as nekkid scanners (like the one made by the British pioneer of the technology, Rapescan), you couldn’t crack a newspaper without some TSA panjandrum of perversity standing by the machines with unqualified statements of support. Based on? It turns out, zip. The Washington Times:

TSA cannot adequately oversee the maintenance of equipment routinely used to screen passengers and their baggage as they travel to and from various airports throughout the country, the report states.

“Because TSA does not adequately oversee equipment maintenance, it cannot be assured that routine preventative maintenance is performed or that equipment is repaired and ready for operational use,” the report said. “Without diligent oversight … TSA risks shortening equipment life and incurring costs to replace equipment.”

Hey, sophisticated digital gear don’t need no stinkin’ PM, does it? Well, not in TSA-land.

That makes it: TSA 1, Humanity 4.

And the GAO Finds Plenty of Fail

Let’s consider some of this year’s GAO reports. The first is the one the Washington Times keys on above.

GAO 15-559 T published 13 May 15

Errors in screening system, errors in personnel performance, no concrete plan to address them.  And there’s this:

GAO found that TSA performance assessments of certain full-body scanners used to screen passengers at airports did not account for all factors affecting the systems.

Meaning? The TSA “tested” the systems without the software that de-pervs the body images turned on, and without evaluating the operators’ skills (or, being TSA, lack of the same). In plain English, the tests of the Rapescan and backscatter machines are fraudulent.

GAO-15-465 T published 25 Mar 15

TSA implemented it’s “Managed Inclusion” and “TSA Pre√” programs with no plan for evaluating them, and no scientific rigor in the evaluation; so-called testing of the Behavioral Detection Officer witch-doctors and TSA canines is similarly flawed, or as GAO puts it, doesn’t “adhere to established evaluation design practices”. Of course not: the results are command-defined a priori; they can’t have data screwing up their program.

GAO-15-261 published 4 Feb 15

It turns out that when TSA decides to add or remove items from its Prohibited List (the stuff like your bottle of shampoo that’s verboten in the cabin), they don’t actually do a risk assessment most of the time, and when they do, they may ignore it. They also don’t ask mere stakeholders like pilots, flight attendants, airline executives, or actual security professionals for input into these decisions, even though somebody set them up a committee of folks like that. Hey, they are the TSA. Proud holders of GEDs and defenders of the public from anyone they feel like groping and anything they feel like banning.

So here we are with: TSA 1, Humanity 7. (Each GSA report deserves its own number).

The Summing-Up

The employees of the TSA are the sweepings of the gutters, the scum of the earth, the refuse of the prison system. If you see that agency listed on a resume, you can safely assume that the person is a pervert, a thief, a pedophile, or probably all three.

As we have said once or twice before, “No one good, decent, honest, intelligent, competent, moral or ethical has ever been employed by TSA in any capacity whatsoever.”


It’s Never Just a Stolen Valor Case

We’ve been saying this for years: a stolen valor case is never just a stolen valor case. It’s always a marker for a deeper seated pathology, for a complete lack of integrity. A few recent cases show just how wide-ranging the criminality of Stolen Valor punks can be.

Ranger CSM with sunglasses on head... and Korean vintage CIB?

Ranger CSM with sunglasses on head… and Korean vintage CIB? Zug.

Richard Arthur Rahn, a career criminal with felony raps in three states, just went up the river in Minnesnowta. It was Stolen Valor that brought him to police attention, but since the Supreme Court has ruled that veterans and war heroes, unlike, say, lawyers, are OK to impersonate, he didn’t get in trouble for that. But running afoul of vets’ organizations helped grease the skids under him: he’s now doing five as a felon in possession of firearms. He can probably go back to faking; he’s less likely to run into a real Ranger where he is now.

He was nailed in all the usual places: Guardian of Valor, This Ain’t Hell, etc. He’d been snuggling up to a Gold Star family — no one knows what his intentions were, but he doesn’t really deserve the benefit of the doubt, you know?

We’ll see ya in Hell, “sergeant major.”

Then, there’s TV star (well, Discovery Channel, so he’s right up there with the game wardens of Maine and various inbred country bumpkins in various rural states) Joe Teti. Joe replaced another Stolen Valor guy; he himself claims combat service, Combat Diver, and HALO qualifications, none of which he has. (He was dropped from Combat Diver QC, and later got caught cheating on another course).

Joe did serve in the National Guard SF, but his teammates and leaders remember him as an absolute waste of skin. He stole gear and passed bad checks — for which he has a record — to many people, including his own teammates. He quit the unit before the CO could complete paperwork yanking his tab. He briefly deployed as a contractor with Triple Canopy, who fired him.

Actually, we have nothing against Maine’s game wardens, good guys who do an important job. We regret the comparison of them to jitbag Joe Teti.

Rick Dean Starr bullshitThen, there’s Rick Dean Starr, whose secret missions are, color us shocked, not reflected in his ERB. All it says is that he was a cannon-cocker at Fort Ord, who achieved the pinnacle of SP/4 in four years. Geez, he didn’t even make hard-stripe corporal. That’s pathetic; it’s not like the artillery at the division we called the Seventh African Rifles for its general Third World gestalt when we were at DLI  was exactly awash in competition for promotion, you know? As you might expect, TAH and Scotty are on the case.

Then there’s Gregory A Parker, who’s new to us but the usual phony busters busted him a while back — along with the local cops, who have busted him frequently enough that they probably just reuse his old mugshot and keep his toothbrush in a locker for his next visit. Parker forged a DD214 to support his tales of Special Forces (he claimed to be a weapons man! That gets up our nose, personally). His actual papers show that he’s a genuine Iraq veteran — as a motor transport operator and retention NCO, in plain English, a truck driver and unit re-up sergeant. But wait, there’s more! Parker left the Guard with bad paper (General Discharge at Sergeant E-5, not the Command Sergeant Major E-9 he claims) and has an extensive criminal record (what did we tell you about these guys?) with arrests and court appearances for burglary, theft, numerous counts of credit card fraud and bad checks, and failure to appear. TAH has the basics, and Scotty has the mind-numbing depth on this pathetic poser.

We’re not sure we can trust the “statistoid” that says 22 vets commit suicide a day, but maybe if we started giving these assclowns one round each for the Mess Webley, the statistics would become one we could live with.