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Are You A Boy..Or Are You A Girl?


So now the Boy Scouts of America have put on their make-up, styled their hair, and inserted their tampons in the appropriate orifice.

I was a Boy Scout and a Cub Scout. My grandson was a Cub Scout and is now a Boy Scout, and my son is his troop leader. I can tell you, they are not a bunch of whiny-assed pansies like we are reading about in the news. What a disgrace to America. All those years of honor flushed like a happy bear toilet wipe.

Yeah, I get the lawsuits and all that, and the payouts, and girls wanting to be boys instead of their biological gender, and the little sissy boys wanting to be a girl scout in a boy scout uniform; it’s where the world is at this day.

How about drinking some Ovaltine, putting your hand between your legs and feeling what God gave you, and go shoot your Daisy BB gun and shut the hell up.

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Dispatch From The Cactus Patch….April 26, 2024


Elon Loves Me Two Times….

I must be doing something right: Twitter has banned me twice in the last month. Calling out a violent Hamas-loving terrorist protester for assaulting a minister will get you banned, but not loading videos of murder, rape, and assault that is deemed acceptable. I will wear my banishment like a new suit. Also, WordPress AI took over my first post and made crazy alterations, so I deleted part of it. This is the newer version.

I love Cows: what’s not to love about them? I once had a herd of Bovines and Horses, Goats, Mules, and Chickens. I never saw the Cows interact with the Chickens except to kick them out of their way. Now we have the Chicken Flu in Cows milk. How did this happen? I fear the DEI movement has taken hold of American dairy farms. Cows are now forced to intermingle with the lowly Chickens, all in the name of equality and diversity, and thus, we have the Cows infected with the Chicken Flu, which Faucci says is ten times more deadly than the Covid thing. I’m not buying it and will continue to drink my hot milk and Ovaltine. Chicken Flu be damned.

WordBook Has Arrived…

I knew it was going to happen: WordPress is morphing into FaceBook. The current climate of protest and hate on our expensive kindergartens known as universities is spilling over into WordPress blogs and comments sections, something that has crippled FaceBook in recent years. Is it only me, or have any of you noticed that the hardcore educated liberals waste no time in going after folks who don’t agree with their ideology? I guess that a teaching degree, a social science degree, or a master’s degree in Taylor Swift’s Music theory gives them the fortitude to admonish others who live in the real world. Now, the old Sniffer wants to ruin the stock market with a 45-50 percent capital gains tax, which will decimate retirees’ stock accounts and destroy American capitalism in one swipe of his Nancy Pelosi Model fountain pen. Let us hope there is enough brain power in Congress to stop this socialist madman.

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Grifter Swifter


The original Tortured Poet

After reading all the glowing, foot-kissing reviews of Swifter’s new album, “The Tortured Poet’s Department,” I take back a few of the skews I gave her, but only a few. I had no idea the poor dear had lived such a sad life. I doubt her feet touched the ground until she was five years old, and every spoon in the house was pure silver. A downtrodden, entitled little rich girl confined to her Barbie bedroom writing little kid songs on her half-size Martin guitar. She never played in a bar, a club, or anywhere for that matter, except for her doll babies. Pop’s paid millions to get her into that Nashville brotherhood, which shows us how far that once holy ground has slipped. Did the poor waif have ever have a decent relationship with a male, not counting her current knuckle dragger? Doubt it, so the tortured poet title might fit her, even though what she writes is far from good poetry.

There have been many before her who qualified for the title: Harry Nillson, John Lennon, Bobbie Gentry, James Taylor, and Willie Nelson are a few. The original Homeric tortured poet, Bob Dylan, still holds the title: Swifter is no more than a grifter.