Last night I saw the new Batman movie. I guess it really isn’t new, (in fact it may be over a two years old, and then some), it just takes me a while to get around to some things. There was just me and the hounds in the theatre, which is the way I like it, because I can put my feet up and nobody cares.

Afterword I got to thinking about the Superheroes Code. They all have one like: Truth, Justice, and The American Way.

The Code is the same no matter the origin of their superpowers. It doesn’t matter whether they’re refugees from an exploding alien planet, victims of oddball laboratory experiments gone awry, or the products of lifelong discipline and training regimes.

The Superhero Code is always the same.

Fight evil. Defend the innocent. Protect your secret identity.

As we’ve learned from the Code, secret identities are the one, unchanging constant. There’s always a need for the Hero to remain secret to those around them.

One reason is to protect those they care about against the cowardly and dastardly acts of the Super Mooks. After all, how can any Hero continue their heroism when all that they love may be lost at a moment’s notice?

Another is that a secret identity transforms a simple vigilante into a powerful symbol for good. The Hero is an embodiment of good in an imperfect world.

Maybe the very best thing about the secret identity is that it lets the Hero be anywhere at anytime. Since the Super Mooks can’t know for sure, they need to always worry that the Hero may be the next person they pass.

Wouldn’t you enjoy being a hero with a secret identity?

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/pretender-cellphone-stun-gun.htm

The Pretender Cell Phone Stun Gun has a secret identity.

Although it looks like any of about sixty billion cell phones out in the world today, it also packs nearly a Million Volts of fight-stopping, muscle-cramping, bladder-emptying electricity.

The Pretender 950,000 volt Cell Phone Stun Gun presents to the world the image of a very ordinary camera cell phone, but it’s all a LIE! This is a mega-powerful stun gun. There may well not be a more powerful stun gun available to civilians anywhere outside of a zoo and circus supply store.

I’ll bet that Seigfried and Roy cat wishes he’d had one when that tiger whooped up on him.

Stun guns work by using electricity to work all the attacker’s muscles and exhaust their energy. The attacker is down and out for the count.

And with nearly a million volts at you disposal, attackers will go down for the count.

So, here’s your chance to use the Code of the Superhero to your advantage,

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/pretender-cellphone-stun-gun.htm

Twas sitting around this fine morning reading a compilation of science fiction stories I probably picked up over 20 years ago, and then inexplicably lost track of for at least a decade. Most of what was science fiction then is now reality.

I used to think that science fiction predicted the future.

Not!

Yes, we have spaceships now. We’ve been to the moon. And we have talking robots.

We kinda sorta have rayguns. We’re still working on the whole teleportation thing.

But there are still things that were never predicted.

We pretty much never predicted the internet. We did have computer libraries, but you still had to visit them. We had advanced communications systems, but they were always just kind of like a video telephone instead of anything very useful.

We never predicted the cell phone. (OK, we predicted the wristwatch walkie-talkie, but that’s not a cell phone.) We never predicted that everyone would be carrying these phone gizmos with them pretty much everywhere they went.

We never knew that people would try to customize their phones by choosing the ringtone that was perfect for them. We were never told that this could also turn into a passive aggressive way to torture a roomful of people. (Think “Achey-Breakey Heart”.)

How could we ever know that someone would create a cell phone raygun?

http://www.bigkahunasecuirity.com/pretender-cellphone-stun-gun.htm

The Pretender Cell Phone Stun Gun looks like a cell phone but stuns like a raygun.

(No Disintegration setting.) Damn!

The Pretender Cell Phone Stun Gun has legendary put down power with its 950,000 volts of fight stopping, blood boiling power. (Whether the attacker’s blood boils or not, he’s still down for the count.) This is among the most powerful stun guns available to civilians.

As you probably already know, stun guns have the amazing power to put an attacker down and out of the fight without causing any permanent injury. Stun guns have been used around the world for the past couple of decades. A Stun gun is proven protection.

The Pretender is not only powerful, it’s also easy to carry. For one thing, it’s nice and compact. It’s easy to fit in your pocket or your purse.

The other advantage is that no one notices a cell phone anymore. It’s easy to have the Pretender in sight without everyone around you freaking out. (Which is good…because freaking out is bad.)

Here’s your chance at having your own science fiction weapon protecting you the next time you’re out on a dark night.

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

I just finished reading all the emails I received from yesterdays post, “How Liberals Support The Troops.” It seems like I launched an RPG (rocket propelled grenade) round into the collective volvo fanny of all the neo-marxists, and to tell you the truth it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. To get up, have a little peace tea, and then read all the idiotic invective hurled by these genetic mutants gets the blood circulating like nothing else.

To get straight to the point, not a one of the brain damaged lardassians who wrote in had a single argument to refute what I was saying.

They said I had a big mouth.

They said I was a right wing apologist.

They said I wasn’t giving the Obamessiah a chance.

They said it was Bush’s fault.

But not a one said anything about the heroic men and women who served their country when they were called, and paid a huge price for it. These are the young people who lost arms, legs, eyes, and other pieces of themselves so that these clueless mental defectives could sit around and spread their vile opprobrius hate around.

You can call the Big Kahuna whatever you want, you can post hate about me wherever you want, but one thing ain’t gonna change. I’m going to keep calling it the way I see it, and when you liberals get exposed for the hypocritical scum that you are; that’s life. And like your hero Jimeny C says, “Life is unfair.”

In the oldie but goodie category is the telescopic steel baton. I’ve carried a version of this bad boy for over three decades, and it never disappointed me in its effectiveness.

Y’all must agree with me, because the telescopic steel baton is the # 3 best seller at Big Kahuna, whether it’s the small, medium, or king sized version.

Most women who use this, and there are more than you think, buy the 16 inch version because that’s the one they feel most comfortable swinging. Many years ago a CI I had who tended bar in a rough joint used the King Kong 26 inch model, but she was as big as some NFL lineman, and tougher than some. She once broke the arm of a guy who tried attacking me from behind in a single swoop. The knife he was was wielding wouldn’t have felt very good in my back, or anywhere else for that matter.

The telescopic steel baton also folds up very nicely, and disappears into a boot, or pocket. In the summer it’s always in my cargo shorts, along with some other instruments that insure a mook has a very very bad day.

It also functions well as a dog deterrent. I’ve had to use it a number of times over the years to retrain a rotweiler or pit bull that was obeying the wrong master.

We keep plenty of telescopic steel batons around here, so don’t be shy, and place your order. If you read Jim Butchers wonderful series of books called the “Dresden Files”, you’ll know that you can even use the telescopic steel baton if you travel to the Nevernever and fight faieries, because cold rolled steel is the faeries kryptonite.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/telescopic.htm

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

Honestly, I almost don’t know where to begin today. Should I write about Senator Chris (Liar Liar) Dodd, or Speaker of the House Nancy (Pants) Pelosi? Dodd was caught in a FOX NEWS bear trap yesterday afternoon, and coward that he is, he wouldn’t fall on his own sword, instead blaming his sleazy and criminal behavior on “Treasury.” He’s definitely not a guy you would want backing you up in a fight, as Obama found out yesterday.

Pelosi was filmed at a gathering of illegal aliens, where she praised them as “patriotic” and denigrated all Americans who work hard and play by the rules. She and her traveling companion, Representative Gutierrez, (from Illinois) are on a 12 city tour to welcome every illegal alien to the United States with keys to the city. (Whichever one they happen to stop in.) It’s all part of her strategy to keep America safe.

But the top outrage of the day… in which there were many, is the Obama plan to stop having the government pay for the injuries suffered by soldiers…who served their country heroically…and without whining and complaining.

A report from the meeting, (from a member of the Dumbass Party who attended), said that B.O. was asked four times about this proposal to shift payment from the government to private insurance companies, and four times he replied that the proposal would save $540 million dollars.

That’s the same amount of money being dumped into the absolutely corrupt Detroit school system in the Stimulus Bill.

Do you remember all the times liberals have used the “We’re against the war, but we support the troops” line? Well…it turns out they don’t support the troops either. This is absolutely the single most asinine proposal to come out of Washington in decades, and that’s saying something. I personally made several calls to Virginia Senate and Congressional offices, and you should do the same.

And for all you knuckleheads who are writing in saying I need to give Obama a chance, and that I didn’t criticize Bush enough, you’re just plain wrong. Double U got plenty of flack from me, and I wrote 9 blogs alone on the horrid treatment the Veterans Administration was giving wounded and maimed soldiers and their families. Bush screwed that up royally, and I said so. (And by the way…it still isn’t fixed.)

What bothers me about Obama is that he says one thing and does another. Right now his administration, (Transparency 1), is engaged in trying to manuever legislation by fiat, never even bringing important issues to a vote. He’s just sliding in new rules, regulations, and taxes by executive order.

He’s so involved trying to solve the financial crisis that he has time to go on Jay Leno. Nothing against Jay, but I don’t want to see the President of the United Sates on talk shows without a tie. He doesn’t seem to understand that he isn’t Barry from the block, he’s the President of the United States.

Have a little respect for the Office, Barry. (And turn down the heat.)

And for all of you veterans out there, young and old, short and tall, skinny and fat, black, white, hispanic, Lutheran, Jew, Catholic, Buddhist, man, woman, and in between, (don’t ask, don’t tell), start speaking out. Nobody I know gives a rat’s ass about saving $540 million dollars by slapping this countries hero’s in the face. Especially from a guy who is spending THREE TRILLION DOLLARS on things he can’t explain.

I didn’t think it was possible to be a worse President than Jimmy Carter, who continues to be a hemorrhoid to this day. But Barry has skin in the game, and will give the peanut farmer and luster in chief a real run for the money.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/peppergel.htm

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

Before I get to how to buy pepper spray, I gotta tell you I’m feeling like there’s something bubbling beneath the surface this morning that needs to get out. It’s kind of like a volcanic heat, or a white phosphorous grenade, for those of you familiar with ordnance.

Yesterday on the telly the story was AIG. Outrage! More outrage!

Yeh, Ed Liddy, the CEO, has a tin ear, but that ain’t the real story. And no, AIG executives, who ran the company into the ground don’t deserve a nickel.

The real story, or back story, is the effin sleazeballs who were standing in the well of the House and Senate, threatening AIG executives with confiscatory taxes if they don’t give the money back. They were led by our old friend Chuck (U Farley) Schumer, the senior Senator from New York.

Chucky ranted and raved while his compadre, John (Boy) Kerry listened and nodded and harrumphed encouragement, or that he could use a bathroom break to get rid of the previous night’s filet de boofe.

But here’s a little known fact you might want to know about. The candidates who received the most money from AIG are:

1) Christopher Dodd ( Now there’s a big sur prise, sur prise, sur prise, as old Gomer used used to say. Wherever there’s corruption, whether in housing or finance, Chris Dodd is standing there…watching the building burn to the ground. But heeze going to help set things straight.

2) Chuck (U Farley) Schumer Can you believe it? The guy leading the charge against AIG took the second highest amount of campaign contributions.

3) Barack Obama That’s right ladies and gentlemen…El Jefe came in third in the campaign money sweepstakes…followed by

4) John (The Reformer) McCain who was followed by…

5) John (Boy) Kerry

6) Joe (Indie) Lieberman

7) Joe (Huh?) Biden

Sure…there were a smattering of Republicans who took money too…but 85% of those who took AIG money were in the Dumbass Party. (Hey, it’s a lot easier to collect those big bundles.)

They should be forced to give that money back.

They should be fined an amount equal to what they took, and then some.

They should be voted out of office, and get no pension.

They should be forced to clean bathrooms at Penn Station in New York for the rest of their miserable hypocritical lives. (Or live with Nancy Pelosi.)

So…you want to buy pepper spray.

Let’s assume you want it to protect yourself, your family, or even your idiot liberal cousin from Massachusetts. Or Connecticut, or New York.

You find

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/wildfire.htm

on your computer, and you order a case of Wildfire that will cover you and all the mentally challenged folks you know for now, and the forseeable future.

There are a couple of things to consider here.

1) The elements

2) The locale

3) Range

4) The heat

Questions you should be asking are:

Am I going to be inside or outside? Is there wind? Is it raining? If I’m inside and use pepper spray what do I next? When do I strike? Do I hit multiple times? How strong should my pepper spray be?

Personally I like power, and more power. Which is why I like Wildfire so much. It will burn the balls off a bear in seconds. But sometimes you might prefer the Mace Pepper Gun, which has a range of 25 feet. It doesn’t burn like the 10th level of hell, but sometimes you only need Level I or II. And believe me, it will incapacitate a mook.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/macepeppergun.htm

All pepper spray is effective. That’s the primary reason you buy pepper spray. It’s a deterrent, and a very good one. My personal feeling is that some deterrents are more effective than others, and they leave a psychological mark on a mook. Wildfire leaves a permanent scar on a mook’s psyche, and he will forever equate whatever his hustle was to severe pain.

The Mace Pepper Gun can tale a mook out without you getting close.

But the thing is, to be effective, you must buy pepper spray, some kind, some type, and carry it with you. It sure as hell isn’t going to be effective sitting in my warehouse. (I pity the fool…)

You wan’t protection…buy pepper spray.

You want an extremely effective deterrent…buy pepper spray.

And dream of the day you get attacked by a dirty, unshaved mook who looks like Chris Dodd…(spray spray…Oh is that you Senator…spray spray…I know it hurts…spray spray…what did you say there…spray spray…did you ever give back that AIG money?)

Yes, we can dream. Somehow just imagining a scenario like that helps.

Well, it helps me anyway.

If you want to get tooled up, buy pepper spray. We have plenty of inventory, and you can have your new best friend in days.

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

I received a few nice comments this morning from a woman that has a blog called:

www.dailyscrewups.com

Actually, the comments came in a few days ago but I’m running behind on that sort of stuff. The basketball season is in fever pitch at the moment, and last night Syracuse beat U Conn in a six, (count em), 6 Overtime game. That one just wore me out, and I’m even further behind than usual.

Maryland is still keeping hope alive, and they play Wake Forest at 7 PM tonight, so I’m going to have to get a nap in somewhere if at all possible. As we say around here, “FEAR THE TURTLE!”

The other thing around here to fear, other than mooks, is…kooks, and there are enough of them in Washington now to start handing out leashes. Or straightjackets, depending on your point of view.

The PBO was quoted the other day as saying that he had more important things to do than worry about the economy.

Yeh…like what?

Maybe it was when the Earth, Wind, and Fire concert started, or what days all those huge fundraising parties held by the lobbyists he hates so much were on. Or maybe he was thinking about where he could hide Fat Al from debating Vaclav Hamel. (Fat Al is still learning how to sigh in Czech…HINT: It’s universal Al, you can look like a dope in any language.)

Pelosi’s defenders were all over TV yesterday explaining just how important her job was, and why she needed to have a military plane waiting to whisk her home at a moment’s notice. “Her home is in San Fransisco!” they cried. (Actually, it’s in Marin County, across the bay.)

And she hasn’t lived there in over 20 years. Her primary residence is Washington, D.C., just like all the other honyocks in Congress.

The PBO’s mortgage plan is a disaster.

His treatment of the British Prime Minister was a disaster.

His Secretary of State’ s gift to the Russians was a disaster.

His Treasury Department has people jumping ship faster than off a boat going down.

His appointments are slowing to a crawl because they can’t find anyone willing to go through the process, or they haven’t paid their taxes.

He let Pelosi and Reid walk all over him in the two stimulus bills.

He can’t speak without a teleprompter.

Maureen Dowd and Howard Fineman have already turned on him.

Can things get worse?

Youbetchya.

Let me try and answer a question sent in recently about the best weapon to use inside a house… mace or pepper spray?

You don’t really want to use anything that doesn’t stream. Foggers are out, and what I think is this:

The best thing to use inside is the the Mace Pepper Gun. It has a range of 25 feet. I have demo’d this myself using the water can that you should be using for practice. (It comes with the package.) I put a target on the wall in my office, stood at my computer, and hit the target 17 1/2 feet away with room to spare. With the idea being to keep someone away from you, this is tops.

This person also asked about a steel baton.

That’s good too, but you have to be close to use it. And you don’t want it taken away. If you use a steel baton you use it to inflict maximum damage.

You want to break a hand, or wrist, shoulder, knee, anything to incapacitate the mook, or mooks.

But most important is that you have a plan, or plans. There should be tools all over your living space that you can access quickly, or on the run. Think about your capabilities, and get your tools accordingly.

You want to be like my friend Susan in California who says with confidence, “You don’t want to make an uninvited appearance in my house.”

I can tell you unequivocally that no one would put that dumb Humpty Dumpty back together again.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/macepeppergun.htm

Stay aware, alert, and have a damn good plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

Last night I watched President B.O. sign another spending bill, this one totaling somewheres round $420 billion. This was a pork package that had all the animals in the barnyard doing the bump, and high fiving each other.

Speaker of the House Pelosi kept her plane idling at Bolling AFB just in case she needed to make another important trip. She intends to use all the priviledges accorded to former Speakers, and made a vane attempt to cast sexism over questions about the frequency of her trips. (Which her staff is unable to count, or put a price on.)

Pelosi has not yet gotten the word about transparency. Remember when her esteemed colleague’s were questioning auto executives just a few months ago? “Now just how did you get to Washington?” (They took corporate jets.)

Now the question should be, in a time when all businesses and people are supposed to be sucking it up: “Nancy, just how did you arrive here?” While the Dumbass Party scolds and lectures, and puts salary caps on executive pay, Little Miss Nancy commands government airplanes on a whim. Not only that, she often changes travel plans at the last minute, and forces the planes to drop her off and pick her up where she won’t have to endure a 20 minute wait.

No…the Queen of Congress isn’t going to have a single perk taken away from her, and damn how much money it costs the taxpayers. This is the change that was voted for.

President B.O. was going to do something about earmarks too. He’s already had two chances, but he went ahead and signed “flawed” legislation, and vowed to give it the old college try next time. (Anybody remember the Harvard fight song?)

The Washington Post, (OBAMANEWS I), this morning published a list of earmarks that Republicans had in the $420 billion dollar bill. There was not a single mention of a Dumbass Party earmark to be found. (I guess the reporter is blind in the left eye, and deaf in the left ear.)

But change is coming folks…it just has to wait until…whenever. The Keystone Kops are now running the asylum.

The only place change is going on is in the old Buddy Miles tune, “Well…my mind is going through them changes…I feel just like I’m in the time…(I think Carlos Santana played on that tune too.) That’s where you’ll find change, on an oldies station where the 22 year old DJ has heard of Buddy Miles.

E from Detroit wrote me about bad ass dogs becoming prevalent where she lives. Young mooks in the Michael Vick mode think it fashionable to have out of control dogs around them as bodyguards, and these dogs often get loose and roam the neighborhood.

Many years ago, when I lived in the Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love, I ran into this problem, along with a couple of roommates. A young guy a few doors down was a dealer, and he had an out of control mutt. The dog often got loose and terrified the residents of the neighborhood. My roommate decided to solve the problem. He went to the guys house, knocked on the door, asked for the the young mook, and told him he had 24 hours to lose the hound.

Jeff was about 6 feet tall, and weighed maybe 145. He didn’t look like the kind of guy who could kick anybody’s ass. The next afternoon the young mook came walking down the street with the dog, and Jeff says to the mook, “Your 24 hours are up.”

The young mook smiled, and released the dog. The dog ran straight at Jeff, and he responded by pulling a meat cleaver from the small of his back, and taking about half the dogs head off. Then he pulled a .45, aimed it at the mook, and said, “If I ever see you again in this neighborhood, there won’t be any warning. I’ll unload every round in this gun into you, and then I’ll use the same cleaver I used on your dog to cut you into pieces.”

The mook disappeared, and we never saw him again.

Now you don’t need to adopt Jeff’s hard line fix, but you can stop an out of control mutt with the Super Dog Chaser, or the Mace Muzzle. My number one choice is the Super Dog Chaser, because it can stop a dog from even getting close. The SDC works on high frequency sound, and dogs hate it. Their hearing is more sensitive than yours and mine, and they will beat feet to try and get away from the sound.

Mace Muzzle works as a pepper spray for dogs.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/dogchaser.htm

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/dogrepellenent.htm

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

My daughter has been home from college for a week or so,

(spring break), and over the weekend she and some friends went into the city to a very fashionable club, in a very unfashionable area.

They took a couple of cars to this joynt, and had no problem

getting in. They boogied it up until the wee hours, and then

decided to head for home. My daughter and her party retrieved their car, and headed out. The other group had a bit of a problem.

As they approached their car, a flashy Lexus, a couple of mooks from Southeast appeared. They smacked the male of the group around, which of course terrified the girls, which is what the mooks wanted. In the next few minutes, the mooks took about $450 from the group of five, and then they disappeared.

Not a one of the group was able to tell anything about who attacked them, other than they wore dark clothing, and baseball hats. They weren’t sure which direction they came from, or which way they left.

These kids are 21 years old, and they don’t know which way is up. They drive a $70,000 car into a nasty neighborhood so they can party it up, without any thought that trouble may find them irrestible.

Now if the mooks had attacked the group my daughter was in,

it would have been a different story altogether.

She was carrying The Runt, (a mini stun gun that kicks S), and a 4 ounce Wildfire Pepper Spray. If these mooks had attacked her group, they would have paid a severe price for their night on the town. She would not have hesitated one second before deciding which one to deploy first.

But the rest of her friends are the happy go lucky type. They

think the security blanket of Mommy and Daddy’s money and

big house in the suburbs is going to protect them.

But when you take Dad’s ride to the other side of the tracks

to go clubbing, Manny the Mook’s face lights up like the sun on an island beach. Some more dumbass college kids he can easily fleece.

And if you’re a guy who gets his S kicked in front of four women, what’s that say about you?

My, my, my.

I’m thinking that maybe I need to have a heart to heart talk

with this kid. And the others.

They were lucky this time, it was only money they lost.

They need to get smart, and get prepared now.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/runtstungun.htm

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/wildfire.htm

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

I spent most of the weekend reading, and I am just about finished with a helluva book which has been out for some time, but I just got around to it. It’s called “The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo,” written by Steig Larson, who unfortunately is no longer with us. He delivered three books to his Swedish publisher and then died. The book is a tremendous whodunit murder mystery, and datz all I’ma gonna tell you about dat. Get the book, you won’t be disappointed.

Reading the newspapers and watching television over the weekend was enough to make me not have any appetite at all. Especially some coverage of Senate Majority Leader Harry (The Runt) Reid.

Among his quotes, “I don’t work for the President, I work with him.” Really.

I didn’t know that Senate Majority Leader, and President of the United States had equal billing. I didn’t know that everyone had a say in who the Senate Majority Leader was. I know we don’t have a national election for Senate Majority Leader, because if we did this little pissant could probably only win his home state.

Nevertheless, the pipsqueak president is a very dangerous man, and a quote like the one above puts it all in perspective.

The pipsqueak president and his left tenants, Richard Durbin of Illinois, and Steny Hoyer of Maryland spent the weekend touting “earmarks.” That’s where members of Congress attach dubious projects in their districts that are part of a bigger spending bill. Like the $400+ billion spending bill coming down the chute at the moment. The bill has 9,000 earmarks. Now to be fair to the Dumbass Party, 40% of the earmarks were put in by Republicans. But that still leaves 60% of the earmarks by the Dumbass Party. One of the pipsqueak presidents earmarks is $951, 500 for a study on a sustainable “Las Vegas.”

Reid made it clear that he thought that Obama’s pledge to reel in pork barrel spending was out of his jurisdiction. (That means FU Mr. President)

Pelosi pledged to work with the President, but only after the spending bills were passed. (FU Mr. President)

But what you have to understand is that Obama owes his Presidency to these people. If the economy recovers they are heroes. If the economy tanks, Reid and Pelosi get thrown under the bus, just like Reverend Wright.

I can just here the Obamessiah now. “I gave it my very best, but in the end the decisions were made by Congressional leaders who didn’t have the countries interest at heart.”

The stock market continues to slide, and an arrogant Obama vows that he won’t appease the investor class.

He doesn’t understand that its the investor class who drives the bus.

The whole dynamic can change in less than two years. The Dumbass Party can be voted out of office, and the pipsqueak president can go back to being the little varmint he was before. (FU Harry Reid)

Meanwhile, while the Dumbass Party worries about Rush Limbaugh, illegal immigration continues to plague the country, and crime is up all over the states that share the Mexican border. The Mexican narco state is completely out of control, and violence, real violence, is spilling over the border. Police in those states, California, Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas are under siege.

This is just from drug traffickers. But the Dumbass Party doesn’t see a problem, just votes from millions of people who are taking advantage of the system every day. It’s why California is bankrupt, and Arnold is just as stupid as anyone in Washington. He decided he would rather be liked than right, and soon we’ll be bailing out California.

Get yourself tooled up now. The long hot summer is coming, and it has nothing to do with global warming.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/telescopicstunbaton.htm

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

Admittedly, I got a little worked up yesterday about the Obamessiah and his vision. After I wrote yesterdays piece I tried washing it off with a hot shower, but it dint simmer me down none. I tried washing it away with tea, but that didn’t work, and meditation only made me see things more clearly.

And the economic news just keeps getting worse.

Obama arrogantly declared he didn’t give a damn what the “investor” class thought about his programs, and most people probably took that to mean that he was talking about the suits on Wall Street. But that’s not what he means.

What he really means is that he doesn’t care about anybody who has some money saved for a rainy day. What he means is, he doesn’t care about anybody who makes more than $200,000 dollars a year.

That’s enough to live really well on in the Obamessiah’s world.

It doesn’t matter that he has a $1.6 house, that his wife took in over $350,000 in salary, and he made an additional 165,200 as a Senator.

It doesn’t matter that the people of Illinois paid that salary even though he was running for President 90% of his time in the Senate.

It doesn’t matter that his campaign picked up the tab for all his expenses uring that time. He also made a few million for having someone else write a couple of books for him, (which by the way…you should read.)

The reason that you should read them is that they will tell you everything you need to know about the man. His operating philosophy is laid out in black and white for everyone to see.

But for all his talk about change…change…change…change, things remain the same in Washington. Fox News caught up with Joe Lieberman and another Senator yesterday, I think it was Feingold, and questioned them about the earmarks in the new Porkulus Package. (There are over 9000 earmarks in the package.) Lieberman was asked if he had any earmarks in the proposal, and he laughed and said, “I’m sure I do.”

Then he said, “”If anybody questioned me about them I’m sure I could mount a good defense.”

What he meant was, “This is how we do business here. This is the way it works.”

So let me translate.

Change means that Obama, Pelosi, and Reid are going to spend a lot of your money on whatever Pelosi and Reid want. They are the designated fall guys. If this economy goes south, they’ll be blamed by Obama for the disaster.

He’ll position himself as above the fray.

Everybody has to tighten their belt except Congress, which will continue to do business as usual, and spend your money like its going out of style.

In the words of the inimitable Alfred E. Neuman, (think Mad Magagzine), what they worry?

But they will worry if their job is threatened, and that is possible. What the people bestoweth, they can taketh away.

Real change is possible if you get involved and make your voice heard.

17 year old Danny got a couple of tools from her Daddio a while back, and didn’t carry them from quite some time. Then one day she started carrying The Runt, and some Wildfire Spray. She kept them in her coat pockets.

Last week two guys at a large party got a little too frisky with her, and tried to put her in a van against her will. She pulled The Runt and turned it on. The boys fled like two scared deer.

“Wow!” she told her Dad, “They just bolted, and it was from just the sound.”

Sometimes that is all you need, but it helps knowing that there is almost a million volts backing up that cackle.

http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/runtstungun.htm

And the Wilfire makes a great ballwasher. (Think golf there Tiger)

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna