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Regulated to Death in California-stan

 

There are currently 600 bills on the desk of California governor Jerry Brown waiting to be signed.  Yes, you read that right- 600 bills.  In a state gridlocked with overregulation and arbitrary laws, the legislature has decided what is needed the most is more regulation!  This should hardly be a surprise to anyone who is at all familair with life in California-stan.  Legislators in California are the highest paid in the nation, receiveing over $113,000 in taxpayer money per year.  Add to that a per diem of $162/day for every day the legislature is in session and it doesn’t offer much incentive for lawmakers to get vital state business finished quickly and go home.  A Senator in California-stan can earn up to an extra $40,000/year (on top of their salary) simply for showing up to a job they already get paid to do and signing in, as long as the legislature is officially in session.  That works out to over $19,000/day taxpayers are giving away to lawmakers just to sit and make laws (which, again they already get paid to do).  Many representatives also keep a second residence in the capital of Sacramento, apart from their families in other parts of the state.  They are not engaged in the day to day responsiblities of running their own households, and thus have nothing better to do than collect money to devise new ways to meddle in the day to day activities of the taxpayers.  With an abundance of time and money on their hands, and the opportunity to attach their name to a bill or law, California legislators piled 600 new bills onto the backs of their constituents.  Here are just a few examples of the "necessary" bills waiting to be signed by Governor Brown.

AB 1319-Ban the chemical BPA ­ bisphenol A ­ from baby bottles, sippy cups and other food and beverage containers intended for children ages 3 and younger.

AB 746-Prohibit children under 18 years old from using tanning beds.

AB 353- restricts local police from impounding cars at sobriety checkpoints solely because a driver is unlicensed.

AB 101-Allow unions to organize child-care providers who work out of the home and handle subsidized clients. (dubbed the Babysitter Bill)

SB 292 and AB 900-would provide for an expedited judicial review of environmental challenges to a proposed NFL football stadium in downtown Los Angeles. AB 900 extends the same break to large projects involving clean energy generation or downtown stadiums that get environmental certification. (update: Brown signed this bill into law last week)

AB 6 – Among other things, remove the requirement that food stamp recipients be fingerprinted.

AB 131 – Allow undocumented California State University and community college students who are eligible for in-state tuition to receive publicly funded student aid. (CA Dream Act)

AB 200 – would require the state board to establish the Health and Fitness Award Program to recognize schools that conduct their physical education courses pursuant to the model content standards

AB 564- would allow a taxpayer to designate on a tax return that a specified amount in excess of his or her tax liability be transferred to the Municipal Shelter Spay-Neuter Fund

SB 702-This bill would prohibit any public animal control agency or shelter, society for the prevention of cruelty to animals shelter, humane society shelter, or rescue group from releasing to an owner seeking to reclaim his or her dog or cat, or selling or giving away to a new owner, a dog or cat that has not been microchipped, except under a specified circumstance.
 
These are only 10 of the bills waiting for a signature.  There are 590 more. 590.  Even Governor Brown himself has commented on the ridiculaous and unnecessary number of bills coming across his desk.  The California legislature is has passed so many bills they now find themselves having to pass bills to waive off the results of previous bills.  For example, Governor Brown recently signed AB 155, which postpones by a year the online sales tax earlier enacted against Amazon.  The previous bill drove Amazon to move its business out of California, much to the disappointment and detriment of small business owners who rely on Amazon for retail sales.  The governor was also forced to sign AB 900 in order to waive off some of the stifiling environmental regulations previoulsly encacted that would stand in the way of a very lucrative football stadium being built in Los Angeles.  When a government must pass bills to fix other bills, it can be officially stated the government is the problem and not the actions of its citizens. 
 
In 2011, 725 new laws will be enacted in the state of California.  The amount of regulation imposed on the taxpayers in California is staggering.  It is no wonder the state is ranked dead last in business creation and business-friendly climate in the nation.  For all their rhetoric about job creation, law-makers have been working overtime to stifle creation of any kind.  It is sickening to think that taxpayers will pay over $15,000,000 in salaries this year alone simply for the priviege of being regulated into poverty and/or relocation. 
 
Congratulations California-stan!  In a battle of the government versus the people, the government wins! Your prize?  The fastest declining population and the highest unemployment rate in the union at 12.1% (seasonally adjusted, of course!). 
 

 

 
 
 
 

 

End of theTea Party? I Can't Wait

I can’t wait until the Tea Party Movement is over! That’s right, I said it.  Not because I hate the Tea Party.  To the contrary, I love the Tea Party. I am the Tea Party. I am a young, middle class mother who is alarmed at the disastrous habits of an oversized government and feels obligated to get involved politically for the sake of my children’s futures.  I have attended several Tea Party events.  I’ve met wonderful, kind patriotic Americans who are motivated to pull this country back on the right track and preserve its status as the greatest nation on God’s green earth.

Its also not because I am sick and tired of the vile names and charges being thrown at us daily by the Mainstream Media honchos and their minions.  I don’t particularly love the slur ‘teabagger’, although I’ve been called much, much worse in my life, so I can deal with it.  I don’t particularly love being called a racist, despite the fact that I am black and have personally been subjected to true and vicious racism in my life.  I don’t love any of those things, but its not so bad as to make me wish the Tea Party would disappear forever.

No, I can’t wait for the Tea Party movement to go away because I know the passion, motivation and perseverance behind it and the day the Tea party fades into obscurity is the day the Tea Party is no longer needed in American politics.  That is the day we will declare victory and happily return to our totally average, totally American lives.  I can’t wait for that day!  I can’t wait for the day when our message has so saturated the political spectrum that we no longer need to hover over our politicians, constantly taking them to task and reminding them that they work for us.  I can’t wait for the day when Washington doesn’t need to wait for the citizens to organize en masse in order to respond to the will of the people.  I can’t wait for the day when the private sector thrives again, and the size of the government fairly reflects the prosperity of the people who supply it.  I can’t wait to pour more money into my own retirement plan than into the plans of others whom I have never met and from whom I have never received one iota of service.  I can’t wait for the day when it is second nature for politicians to recognize their direct accountability to the citizens they serve.  I can’t wait for Obamacare to be repealed, entitlements to be rolled back, spending to be permanently capped, taxes to be lowered, and a new era of ingenuity and prosperity to begin.

If I could be so privileged as to live to see the end of the Tea Party, I will gladly and humbly hang up my picket sign, take down my blog and say thank you to all the organizers, parents, bloggers, politicians and business owners who pushed so hard for so long to win back this country from the brink of socialism.  I will be satisfied knowing that I was an important part of the leaderless movement that surged forward in one of the most frustrating, stressful times in modern American history; the movement to put the political class on notice that they were no longer minding the store anymore, so they were no longer free to rob it at will.  I will retire willingly, having assured my children that, at least for the time being, the American Dream I have freely pursued is theirs to pursue also.

The Tea Party movement has been and is historical, igniting, and refreshing.  It is a privilege to be a part of such a thing and it will be an equal privilege to bid it adieu.  So whenever some Tea Party hater asks me about the eventual end of the movement, my response will be “I can’t wait, my friend. I can’t wait!

I'm Canadian and This is My American Dream

I first came to America at 10 years old to meet my father in Washington D.C.  That trip was momentous for a couple of reasons, the first being that I was finally meeting my father 10 years after he left  my pregnant, Canadian mother.  The other reason being that I was also meeting  for the first time these mythical “States”… that’s what we call America up in Canada – “The States”.  As it turned out, both of those meetings changed the course of my life forever.

I approached the relationship with my father cautiously and suspiciously.  But America – well, I fell in love with Her right away.  It literally was love at first sight.  And now that I look back, how fitting that my first love blossomed in the capital of this great nation.  Washington D.C. in the 1980′s was not like it is today.  It was just beginning to turn into the “government yuppie” capital.  It was still powered by government, but the “Chocolate City” was bursting to the brim with culture, homeless people and ghettos.  Coming from an all white area of Canada (and I mean all white and someday I’ll write about that experience) it was certainly a culture shock to suddenly be in the presence of all types of Black folks – tall, skinny, fat, light, dark, red-haired, blond-haired, corn-rows, Afros;  it was an amazing time for me.  I embraced it fully.  I loved how you could buy anything you wanted, anywhere!  There were jobs and machines and businesses I’d never heard of let alone dreamed.  There was a subway!  I grew up on an island where they didn’t even have trains anymore.  Eventually I moved there to live with my father full-time and the first thing I did was master that subway system, the Metro.  My time with my father was tumultuous, and because we lived within walking distance of the Capital and many of the free Smithsonian museums I spent a lot of time escaping into the history of America.  I didn’t know it at the time, but I was setting myself up for my future conversion from socialist liberal to conservative American.  I went to see the Constitution on display at the Smithsonian.  I walked the Mall, past sculptures and displays and the amazing Monument.  I sat in the Botanical Gardens and daydreamed.  I would often walk to the deck of the Capital building as dusk was descending and look out over the lights of the city in awe and just ponder.  My favorite spot was the Air & Space Museum, which I walked through nearly every day after school.  As a science fiction fan and the granddaughter of an Air Force pilot I couldn’t get enough of all the planes, rockets and capsules on display, and if I had enough money from my babysitting jobs, I’d treat myself to the movie at the Planetarium there as well.

Washington D.C. was hot and muggy and full of pain for me, but I also found so much joy there.  Joy at the wonder that is America.  My conversion story is much longer, and someday, dear reader, I promise to share it all with you, but for today I just wanted you to know about the time I first fell in love with “the States”.  I knew then, in my first visit at ten years old, that I would be American someday.  I knew I would make a life here, and every day of my Canadian life thereafter was all about when I could get back to America.  I made it for good in 1992.  I have never looked back.  I love Canada dearly and I am proud to be from there.  But America is my home.  There is no doubt in my mind she has been ordained from her birth as the beacon of hope and freedom in the world.  America has given me so much – an education, amazing life experiences, wonderful friends, homes, an amazing husband and my very own American children.  I still look back at my life in Eastern Canada with a sense of incredulity.  I cannot believe I have come so far from that life.  But here I am. Thanks be to God.  Thanks be to America and our Founding Fathers. I am Canadian, and this is my American Dream.

The Dark Side with Kira Davis Premiers 9/13 on CDNews Radio

I used to think of conservatism as the Dark Side.  Growing up in socialist Canada, the daughter of agnostic/atheist hippies, I developed a real disdain for the ideology of conservatism.  When I moved to America for good in 1992, I only had my ideas bolstered by a media that hated Ronald Reagan and painted every Republican/conservative as a racist, evil, bigoted, sexist redneck with an eye for moving America back to the good ol’ days of slavery.  Being a Black woman (by way of my parents’ biracial marriage), I saw no other persons of color who supported the conservative mindset.  Well, of course there was Clarence Thomas, but everyone knew he was no better than a house Negro, a shill for the GOP to look less racist.  There was pornography and pubic hair and Coke , for Heaven’s sake!  That poor, poor Anita woman said so! No, I wanted no part of those racists and abusers in the extreme Right wing.  They didn’t care about poor people and minorities.  They were all rich, fat and white.  That’s how I saw the Dark Side, and I scoffed at those who were dumb enough to identify with that.

A lot changed for me when I married my handsome husband in 1998.  I moved into a new tax bracket, I moved into my husband’s home in the inner city, and I met my father-in-law, Victor Davis – the first Black conservative I’d ever known.  My husband is conservative, but he’s not really political, so we’d had few discussions on the issue.  His father was an anomaly to me – a pastor in the inner city who was familiar with all types of injustice, inequities, and violence and still he was a conservative.  We sparred often over “social justice” issues.  He never convinced me of anything, but he always made me think.  He always had information and facts to back up his arguments, and I found myself looking up those things in my spare time.  My thinking was shifting, although I did not know it yet.

My years in the inner city of Gary, IN began to show me a new perspective.  Living in the liberal paradise of a Democrat controlled city, with nary a Republican in sight for 40+ years was not all it was cracked up to be.  I began to wonder how Democrats could say they were the only ones who could make things better for our communities when every major city they had political control over was a hell-hole.  I don’t mean to disparage Gary as a hell-hole here, but if you’ve spent five minutes in that town you know that it is definitely hell-holeISH.  At some point, I found myself without transportation while my car was being repaired.  My generous father-in-law agreed to lend me his car for the week so I could run errands, etc.  It was a newer model, and I didn’t want to mess with his radio presets, so I found myself just listening to whatever would come on that particular station while I was wheeling around.  As it turned out, I did most of my wheeling around during the Rush Limbaugh Show.  The first time I heard Limbaugh, I found myself laughing, hooting and nodding my head like crazy.  I had never heard some of these ideas spoken out loud that way before, and I was intrigued.  I didn’t realize I was listening to Rush.  You see, for all the hatred I had spewed against the legendary host over the years, I had never actually listened to one of his shows.  I didn’t even know what he sounded like!  I nearly drove off the road when the host announced himself as Rush Limbaugh after a break.  I was mortified!  I had been agreeing with Rush Limbaugh all this time?  Break out the smelling salts, Mama – I do believe I have contracted the vapors!  But I did not turn off the radio.  I kept listening.  Rush always says if you give his program three weeks, you’ll be a convert.  I was a convert in one.

Stepping into conservatism made me realize how angry I had been as a Liberal.  I realized that conservatives were actually a pretty jovial bunch.  They were also very accepting.  I would watch conservatives engage in heated, passionate debates with their political foes, and then offer to buy drinks afterward.  You never would have caught me doing that as a lib.  Never.  For the first time I was seeing that conservatives weren’t the awful racists they were portrayed as on television.  I had been lied to, and I felt embarrassed about that.  As it turned out, the Dark Side was actually quite light and breezy, and occasionally there were even cookies.

I know many, many liberals still think of the Right as the Dark Side, and it is a title I actually take some pride in now.  I know the realities of the situation.  I like to have fun with the labels other ascribe to me.  With that in mind, I’ve decided to name my new Internet radio show The Dark Side.  It will be a weekly show about conservative politics and pop culture from my unique perspective as a Black, immigrant, Tea Party conservative.  One hour a week may not be enough time to contain my notoriously big mouth, but that’s where I’ll start this journey, and I hope you will consider coming with me.  You can catch The Dark Side on Tuesdays at 7 p.m Pacific/10p.m. Eastern  beginning 9/13 on the Conservative Daily News radio network.  If you can’t catch it live, then grab the free podcast.  Either way, bring cookies.  The Dark Side always needs cookies.

9/11: This Mother's Heart Will Never Forget

Ten years ago, my husband and I found out we were going to have our first baby.  We were thrilled, excited and nervous. I, especially, had mixed feelings about becoming a parent. I knew I wanted to have a family. I knew I wanted to create what I had never had growing up – a family with one mom and one dad in one, stable home. It doesn’t sound that romantic, but for me it was a fantasy that I was making come true.  However, I was worried about my ability to parent. To avoid the rejection I’d experienced in my youth, I became skilled at detaching myself quickly from other people, feelings, and situations. I wanted to give my husband a family, but I worried I didn’t have what it would take to be truly, deeply concerned for the welfare and well being of a child. I didn’t want to create children who resented me because I could not love them as fully as they deserved to be loved. I wasn’t totally convinced I could be a good mother.

That was August of 2001. Three weeks later, on September 11, the world changed forever, and so did I.

I was driving into Chicago from my home of Gary, IN (30 miles southeast). I was modeling at a trade show for printing presses. Yes, it was just as exciting as it sounds. I had been driving in silence for some reason for most of my trip, but as I crossed into the city limits I turned on the radio to Mancow Muller’s morning show, just in time to hear him say, “This is not an accident, ladies and gentleman. Mark my words, you will forever remember where you were on this day”. He was talking about the passenger jet that had just crashed into the World Trade Center. As Mancow rehashed the details, I dismissed his warnings as on overreaction – shock jock talk from the Chicago personality who was famous for his conspiracy theories. Then the second plane hit. Mancow told me, and the abject terror in his voice made me begin to scan the Chicago skyline in search of wayward planes ready to fly into the Sears Tower or the center of downtown. “We are under attack, folks. America is under attack” .  I’ve been a fan of Mancow for a long time. He has a big mouth and he tells a lot of stories. I was scared, but I still wasn’t sure how serious the whole situation really was.

I pulled into the convention center lot and headed straight for the bar of the attached hotel. I needed to find a TV screen. It was packed. Strangers stood shoulder to shoulder as they watched the horror unfold before their eyes. Some people were crying. I saw the burning towers, and suddenly realized the debris falling from windows nearly 100 stories high was not actually debris, but people. I wept too. A man whom I had seen at the trade show the day before caught my eye. He knew I was pregnant and he made room at his booth for me to sit. We watched in stunned silence together. We tried to make sense of the rumors that there were more planes in the air, missiles loaded with people and fuel, ready to kill. We saw the Pentagon burning. Then the first tower fell – oh, who among us could ever forget that image? I screamed out loud and turned to my companion “Are there people in there?” I cried. He looked at me sympathetically. It was such a foolish question, but he seemed to understand that I just couldn’t process what was happening. He nodded. By that point I’d had all I could take. I was watching people, Americans, die before my very eyes and there was not a damn thing I could do to help. I hugged my still flat tummy and prayed, “Lord, I’m so scared. I don’t know what’s happening. I don’t understand what’s going on. But please, I just need to see this baby.”

September 11, 2001 – that was the first time I felt like a mother. I suddenly, shockingly understood what it felt like to be a parent; to have no other concern above protecting the life of my child; to have no other desire then to kiss and smell and hold the life that love had created; to be so desperate to shield my child from harm that I would do anything, ANYTHING to see my baby.

As American authorities slowly began to stabilize the crisis, many of us went back to work. The trade show was an international event, and for the buyers and marketers this was a terrible tragedy, but not an international one. I chose to stay and earn my day’s wage, but I stayed as close to the televisions as I could all day. My drive home that evening was lonely. It was the tail end of the typical rush hour but the famously congested Dan Ryan Expressway was nearly empty. I sailed home, and thankfully so. I needed to see my husband. I raced in the door and straight into his waiting arms. He hugged me tightly and told me he was so glad I was finally home. We were together, and that made things seem a little more tolerable for the moment. I thought about all the people all over America who were greeting each other the exact same way. Most of us were in no immediate danger and yet we all shared the same fear that day. It wasn’t just New York City and the capitol that had been attacked – America had been attacked, and we were all Americans; and we were all scared.  Suddenly, in just hours, there was no need more pressing then the need to hold who we loved – tightly.

It seems unreal that it was ten years ago. For me, the pain and the fear are still so very real.  My tears have not yet dried. I weep, still.

Mancow was right. We will all remember where we were on that horrifying morning. For many Americans, 9/11 represents the day when we were all briefly united on one accord, with one common concern and common cause. For others, 9/11 represents the day when America became more than just an idea to take for granted. For others still, it is the day when the people they loved most in the world left for work, but never returned home. For every American alive that day, it means something.

As for me, I’ll remember 9/11 as the day my whole world shifted. That is the day I experienced my first maternal pangs, the ones I had worried I would never possess. Among the wreckage and carnage and utter horror, this mother’s heart was finally born. And I will never forget that. I will never forget.

Wisconsin Speaks, Public Unions Lose…Again

Last night was Wisconsin’s “Super Recall Tuesday” and the whole country watched with baited breath.  Six Republicans faced Democrat challengers in race to control the state Senate.  Public employee unions and other Democrat voters had hoped to win at least three seats, flip the Senate and wrest control away from the GOP with the ultimate goal of blocking Governor Scott Walker’s controversial budget slashing efforts.  Of the six Republicans up for recall, four survived their challenges: Sens.Rob Cowles of Allouez , Sheila Harsdorf of River Falls, and Luther Olsen of Ripon.  Senator Alberta Darling of River Hills won over Rep.Sandy Pasch (D-Whitefish) in a tight race that was originally called by the press for Pasch, but had to be amended as late night returns came in from traditional Republican strongholds.

With unions reportedly spending over $30,000,000 on the recall efforts, many in Wisconsin and around the country were concerned that the grassroots efforts that began in that state in 2010 – and ultimately made WI one of the more prosperous states in the union, currently – would be overturned, and the state might return to its fiscally unsustainable ways.  However, the voters were undeterred.  In one county, more voters turned out for the recall than did the Governor’s election.  Moral, financial, and new media support poured in from all areas of the country.  Americans seemed to realize that as Wisconsin goes, so may the rest of the Republic.

The battle for the Wisconsin senate has captured the entire country.  It has become a symbol of the national battle between big government and individualism – a battle that many fear has consequences that will spell doom or success for the very future of the nation.  With four of the six seats by the GOP, Wisconsin has officially beaten back this latest challenge to democracy.  Next Tuesday brings another recall election, however the incumbents are Democrats.  The results at that time will have no affect on control of Senate, but do represent an opportunity for Republicans to recover their losses from last night.  Sources report polling is close and it could be another tight race.

Wisconsinites and others around the country are breathing a sigh of relief today, but the battle is most certainly not over yet.  The amount of money and labor that poured in to Democrats from outside public employee unions and groups, including President Obama’s Organizing for America, is a sure sign that public employee unions are committed whole-heartedly to maintaining the status quo in the fiscal health of this nation.  There are still challenges and accusations to be made, and even if Wisconsin finally puts this latest round of political maneuvering behind them, the front will only move to other states who are facing the same situations.  Vigilance is key.  The battle for Wisconsin may be coming to a close, but the war for the future of America rages on.

Wisconsin Battle Rages On

The battle for Wisconsin is still raging, nearly 6 months after a historic battle between unions, Democrats & Republicans that included Democrat representatives fleeing the state to avoid voting on a collective bargaining bill and budget cuts, and union protesters flooding the state capital for days, leaving behind millions of dollars in damages.   The budget bill did pass, and despite fears of critics, it has turned out as well for Wisconsin as Governor Walker had hoped.

The Weekly Standard reported that the bill saved teachers’ jobs (just as Walker had hoped it would) by allowing school districts to fine tune benefits packages without being subject to brutal union negotiations.  The “fine tuning” included measures such as requiring teachers to contribute 5.8% of their salary into their own pension plans, and provide doctor’s co pays of $10 (up from nothing).  These small changes allowed one district to save a million dollars and prevented 27 teachers from being laid off.  In the month of June only 18,000 private sector jobs were created nationwide.  Of those jobs, 9,500 were created in Wisconsin alone.  Since January, under Walker’s governorship, Wisconsin has added over 39,300 private sector jobs.  Clearly, Walker’s and his Republican co-workers’ strategy is working.

Despite the evidence, unions mounted an unsuccessful challenge of Justice David Prosser of the Wisconsin Supreme Court.  Union representatives tried to replace known conservative Prosser with liberal activist judge JoAnne Kloppenburg, in hopes of having the offending legislation overturned in the courts.  Prosser ultimately won the contested battle.

Now the Democrats and their union supporters are concentrating on the recall of six Republican senators for their votes on the budget bill.  With Republicans holding a slim 19-14 edge in the Senate, Democrats are hoping to take back 3 seats and work to block the bill and others like it in the Senate, ultimately pushing for a recall of Governor Walker.  In response, the GOP has targeted 3 Democrats for recall for fleeing the state and shirking their duties during the original budget battles.

As expected, accusations of fraud are being hurled from both sides of the political fence.  The Wisconsin Democrat Party has filed a complaint regarding suspicious mailers by the GOP in Democrat districts.  These mailers allegedly encourage citizens to vote, but give the wrong date for the recall elections.

The Republicans are also concerned with fraud.  They have filed complaints against Wisconsin Jobs Now, a liberal group that staged a series of BBQ events where they bussed in constituents, served free food and drinks and then asked them to fill out absentee ballots for the recall elections.  Wisconsin election law clearly prohibits any exchange of goods or services for voting information and registration.  A state official has already confirmed the BBQ is clearly a violation.

There are also concerns about the funding coming in to the Democrat challengers.  Investigative website Big Government has already run several pieces exposing the funding stream, calling it “high dollar thuggery”.  Here is the Wisconsin PAC money trail, as shown on the Big Government website.

The Associated Press has also reported that Obama’s political arm of the DNC, Organizing for America, has already landed in Wisconsin and is providing volunteers and other support in favor of Democrat challengers.  This raises serious questions of the appropriateness and constitutionality of the President becoming directly involved in state issues.

The next round of recalls is scheduled to happen on August 9, when six Republicans will square off against Democrat challengers.  The following elections will happen on August 16, and Republicans see that date as the best chance to replace Democrat incumbents Jim Holperin and Bob Wirch.  Democrat Dave Hansen easily defended his senate seat in July against troubled, second-pick GOP candidate David Vanderleest.

Wisconsin is flyover country for many people, but it represents a larger, more important battle on a national scale – the battle to regain control over reckless, dangerous, runaway government spending.  Public employee unions are a huge drain on spending and are notoriously self-interested.  The proof is in the pudding.  Although Walker’s policies have so far been nothing but provably beneficial to the sate of Wisconsin, actually saving union jobs, unions still whole-heartedly support a recall of those who fought for those jobs.  They are throwing precious resources and union dues behind their candidates of choice, in an effort to throw out the very legislation that has managed to turn Wisconsin into one of the most successful states in the union for business growth in a mere 7 months.  Clearly, for the unions, this has little to do with fairness and shared sacrifice, and everything to do with keeping union dues flowing.

You can find an up to date list of candidates and election results here.  Support those who are working to defend sound policies.  Send money, volunteer or encourage your relatives and friends in Wisconsin to get out and vote.  Keep that state on the right track to success.  As the saying doesn’t go yet, but just might in the near future “As Wisconsin goes, so goes the rest of the country”.

The American Dream in Ones and Zeroes

“What is Damaged Hearing?” I ask Ezra Dulis, or rather tweet him (because isn’t that how we all talk these days, through any means other than actual talking?).  He sends me a link to Damaged Hearing, a local radio show out of Colorado, hosted by Louis Fowler.

I check it out, note the airtime and pledge to listen to the next broadcast before I realize when it comes on.  It overlaps the local radio show to which I am a call-in guest host back in Gary, IN.  Also, it comes right on the heels of Rush Limbaugh’s golden 3 hours, and I never miss Rush. In the afternoons I am sure to tune into Tony Katz’s spectacular radio show, because he has the liveliest chat room in the business.  I also always make it a point to tune in to Mark Levin’s show  because no one ridicules liberals quite like he does.  He’s my dose of “warm fuzzies” for the day.  At some point I’ll turn the dial to my local station, KFI, to make sure I’m staying up to date on the happenings in the state that common sense forgot, California.  If I’m lucky enough to be driving alone in the evenings, my radio is tuned to Dennis Miller so I can bone up on my obscure pop culture references.  I’ll usually end the day with The Stage Right Show with the lovable, loquacious Larry O’Connor.  He is a master at breaking down the tops news clips of the day, and his bevy of horrible southern accents somehow endears him to me even more.

This growing list of exceptional programming makes me think to myself, “How on earth can I fit in one more radio show? There is just too much good stuff out there.”  And it hits me.  What a wonderful problem to have!  The rise of the Internet has also meant the rise of conservative “new media” in a way no one could have predicted.  But isn’t it serendipitous?  The Internet is the great equalizer.  There are no fancy qualifications necessary for using this incredible medium.

One does not need a fancy pedigree from an approved school that costs a lot of money and offers degrees in womyn’s studies and masturbation techniques, or even a certain financial status. One only needs a computer and an Internet connection.  Navigate to any number of sites that offer free blog hosting, podcasting, or Internet radio services and voila!  You are now The Media.  It is the epitome of freedom.  It is the American Dream written in a series of 1s and 0s.  Who better to benefit from this amazing new freedom than conservatives, those who are most dedicated to defending true freedom of thought and expression in all forms.

The Right has effectively harnessed this freedom, this marketplace and managed to create an entire genre unto itself.  New Media.  It has blazed its own path, dependent solely on the passion and entrepreneurial spirit of the average American citizen. That just burns up the left.  You see ,it’s perfectly fine for illegal immigrants to bypass the moral and legal path to American citizenship. But bypass the path to political punditry and journalism that they spent decades crafting, perfecting and narrowing? Hogwash! Poppycock!  Noodles! Other ridiculous words!  They haven’t paid their dues! They haven’t been to the right parties and schools. It’s hardly fair for the Right to have unfettered access to public ears and eyes.  How will the average unsuspecting, unthinking American idiot be able to comprehend the truth of any news for themselves without being told what exactly is news in the first place.  Hence the liberal outcry for the return of the ironically titled “Fairness Doctrine”, which would necessarily stifle free speech and conservative new media in the process.

If liberals cannot successfully bring about the return of “fairness” they seem content, for now, to mock new media and it’s perpetrators.  Bloggers have been mocked mercilessly by mainstream sources as a bunch of college dropout slackers, sitting at their kitchen table in dirty pajama bottoms and slippers churning out ill researched hit pieces on treasured liberal icons (Note to Self: wipe down this table when you’re done, its still sticky from breakfast).  Never mind that bloggers and new citizen journalists armed with cell phones and camcorders have broken nearly every major American political story in the past two years – ACORN, NEA, Tea Party, union thugs, Planned Parenthood, and yes, Weinergate. Nothing to see here. Move along.  Do not stare the aging Gen X-ers with crumbs on their shirts directly in the eyes.  It will only encourage them.

The saddest insult I’ve seen levied against new media so far is the fact that there are so many of us.  I can’t count the number of times a liberal friend of mind has rolled their eyes or made Jon Stewart-face when I mention my blog or an acquaintance’s radio show.  “Oh everybody has a blog these days.  Big whoop!”  Maybe not everyone, but a lot.  For the liberal mindset that there is only so much room at the table, only so many pieces of the pie to be distributed, this presents a problem.  If you don’t get there first, you’ll be pushed out of the way by someone smarter and hungrier.  However, for Righties it’s different.  There is no pie to be divided; there are only individuals, and the more individuals adding their dishes to the table, the better.  In the end, it means a feast for everyone, not just for some.

2012 elections are fast approaching, and they may well be the most important Presidential elections in modern history.  Its been well established by now that the mainstream media cannot be counted on to offer us a fair and objective look at the candidates.  We in new media, we citizen journalists will have to take up that mantle ourselves.  We’ve got a lot of work to do.  Go stake out some Internet real estate.  Start that blog.  Fire up that camcorder.  Get on your local radio station.  Some of us will be heard by thousands.  Some of  us will be heard by a few.  But we’ll all be heard by someone, and that’s the point.  Our voices will be heard, and every voice counts.  That’s new media.  That’s the spirit of individualism. That’s American.

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