Patterico's Pontifications


The Obligatory “John Edwards’s Love Child” Post

Filed under: General — Patterico @ 7:00 pm

Despite the Allahpunditish air of dutiful and reluctant reportage conveyed by the headline, the fact is that this story is just good fun:

Edwards went out of the hotel briefly with Rielle, they were observed by the NATIONAL ENQUIRER and then went back to her room, where he stayed until attempting to sneak out of the hotel unseen at 2:40 a.m. (PST). But when he emerged alone from an elevator into the hotel basement he was greeted by several reporters from the NATIONAL ENQUIRER.

Senior NATIONAL ENQUIRER Reporter Alexander Hitchen asked Edwards why he was visiting Rielle and whether he was ready to confirm that he was the father of her baby.

Shocked to see a reporter, and without saying anything, Edwards ran up the stairs leading from the hotel basement to the lobby.

A wild, French Connection-style chase hilarity ensues.

The Factual Context for My Post On Sunday — The Effort To Stonewall a Vote in Hawaii on a Light Rail Project.

Filed under: General — WLS @ 11:12 am

Posted By WLS

My sincerest apologies for taking so long to update this post with the promised factual context. 

The initiative language comes from the City Charter of the City & County of Honolulu (the political subdivisions were combined for efficiency many years ago).  Here it is again:

“For Initiative Special Elections. A special election for an ordinance by initiative power shall be called within ninety days of filing of the petition if signed by duly registered voters equal in number to at least fifteen percent of the votes cast for mayor in the last regular mayoral election, and if such petition specifies that a special election be called; provided that if the clerk certifies less than fifteen percent but at least ten percent, the proposed ordinance shall be submitted at the next general election or scheduled special election. No special initiative election shall be held if an election is scheduled within one hundred eighty days of submission of the proposal.”

For decades the Island of Oahu has argued over the need for light rail transit to address traffic congestion during peak travel times.  But there are many many facts about mass transit arguments in Honolulu that make it unlike any other location.   This subject has come up at least twice in the last couple decades, only to have political backstabbing among elected officials derail it each time.  


Obama Would Still Oppose Surge

Filed under: General — Patterico @ 6:45 am

In another display of his revered powers of “judgment,” Barack Obama says, if he could have a do-over, he’d still oppose the surge.

You can read the reasoning from Obama the Master Wordsmith at the link, which is to Hot Air. I’ll tease Obama’s explanation with the observation that it’s not only less than compelling, it’s also . . . less than coherent. Allahpundit observes:

A better answer would have been, “No, because Iraqi security isn’t worth any more American lives.” Which is not to be confused with the correct answer, “No, because I wouldn’t have been nominated if I did.”


Video: Woman’s Family Killed (Allegedly) by Illegal Alien Gang Member Criminal Speaks Out

Filed under: Deport the Criminals First,General,Immigration — Patterico @ 6:43 am

The post immediately below is about Israel’s inexplicable appeasement of a child-killing terrorist. This post is about a similar issue: our country’s appeasement of the factions who oppose deporting anyone — even an illegal alien gang member criminal who (allegedly) ended up taking the lives of this woman’s husband and two sons.

Sanctuary city policies have consequences. It’s not easy, but you might as well directly face the consequences by watching this heart-rending video.

Deport the Criminals First.

The Face of Evil, Indeed

Filed under: Scum,Terrorism — Patterico @ 12:10 am

Commenter Mike K. reminds us of the crimes of Samir Kuntar:

It had been a peaceful Sabbath day. My husband, Danny, and I had picnicked with our little girls, Einat, 4, and Yael, 2, on the beach not far from our home in Nahariya, a city on the northern coast of Israel, about six miles south of the Lebanese border. Around midnight, we were asleep in our apartment when four terrorists, sent by Abu Abbas from Lebanon, landed in a rubber boat on the beach two blocks away. Gunfire and exploding grenades awakened us as the terrorists burst into our building. They had already killed a police officer. As they charged up to the floor above ours, I opened the door to our apartment. In the moment before the hall light went off, they turned and saw me. As they moved on, our neighbor from the upper floor came running down the stairs. I grabbed her and pushed her inside our apartment and slammed the door.

Outside, we could hear the men storming about. Desperately, we sought to hide. Danny helped our neighbor climb into a crawl space above our bedroom; I went in behind her with Yael in my arms. Then Danny grabbed Einat and was dashing out the front door to take refuge in an underground shelter when the terrorists came crashing into our flat. They held Danny and Einat while they searched for me and Yael, knowing there were more people in the apartment. I will never forget the joy and the hatred in their voices as they swaggered about hunting for us, firing their guns and throwing grenades. I knew that if Yael cried out, the terrorists would toss a grenade into the crawl space and we would be killed. So I kept my hand over her mouth, hoping she could breathe. As I lay there, I remembered my mother telling me how she had hidden from the Nazis during the Holocaust. “This is just like what happened to my mother,” I thought.

As police began to arrive, the terrorists took Danny and Einat down to the beach. There, according to eyewitnesses, one of them shot Danny in front of Einat so that his death would be the last sight she would ever see. Then he smashed my little girl’s skull in against a rock with his rifle butt. That terrorist was Samir Kuntar.

By the time we were rescued from the crawl space, hours later, Yael, too, was dead. In trying to save all our lives, I had smothered her.

Go to Mike K.’s post for a picture of Samir Kuntar, this evil, disgusting child-killer, being lauded by a group of Lebanese jackals.


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