Once in a while there is some good news to report, and today is one of those days. The third member of the Seal Team that captured Ahmed Hashim Abed was exonerated on Friday, and as they say, “Seals 3 – Arab Terrorists 0.”

It’s important to understand the findings here. This isn’t a “not guilty by reasonable doubt.” This is a finding that the three Seals, (hero’s all), were found innocent of the charges.

This was a clusterf— from the beginning. It was so big a CF that the Commanding General had to issue his own statement after the trials saying that his hands were tied by what the Seals did in their own defense, and so he had to take the matter to a courts martial. (Yeh…I believe that command cock and bull story.)

Seals are a special breed. What the command did was offer them a letter of reprimand for doing their job. They refused to accept a punishment, and the stigma of the letter, and this pissed off the command structure, (which takes its marching orders from Commander Dithers.)

The General then ordered the courts martial, and he withheld evidence that would have exonerated the men before anybody had to walk down this road. Secondly, the command put the word of a slimeball terrorist before one of it’s own. (That’s a move that is guaranteed to lower morale in a high stakes survival game.)

Civilian attorneys working pro bono for the Seals, (that is for no fee), discovered the command malfeasance, and brought it before the judge, who ruled against the command. The judge had very harsh words for General Cleveland, (whom I would have forced into immediate retirement, and probably at a lower grade.)

At this point the General intimated to the media that he was carrying out orders from the Chief of Staff, who works with Commander Dithers. The attorney for Petty Officer McCabe, Monica Lombardi, a twenty year veteran of the Coast Guard, said General Cleveland was very poorly served by his advisors. (Commanding Generals advisors are usually very high ranking civilians, such as White House lawyers, or movers and shakers in the Justice Department, or the Attorney General himself.)

These clowns thought it necessary to appease a mass murderer, a remorseless killer of Americans, and his own people, because they gave him a split lip? That they poked his tummy?

Somewhere General Patton is rolling over in his grave, along with a host of other brave men who laid down their lives for this country. The only thing Commander Dithers and his ilk are laying down is their integrity.

God Bless The Seals, and the brave men and women who acquitted them.

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Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

What we have all learned in the last two weeks is that the “post racial” President is a race baiter. First he had his stand ins whip up sentiment, and then he weighed in himself while speaking in Ottumwa, Iowa, on Wednesday last.

Listen to El Jefe, speaking in his usual broken cadence…”This law that just passed in Arizona…you can try to make it really tough on people who look like they might be “illegal immigrants…”" the Obamessiah opined. “One of the things that the law says is local officials are allowed to ask somebody that they might have a suspicion might be an illegal immigrant for their papers. But you can imagine, if you are a Hispanic American in Arizona…your great grandparents may have been in Arizona before Arizona was even a state. But now…suddenly…if you don’t have your papers and you took your kid out for ice cream…you’re going to be harassed.”

This is flat out dishonest.

Think about this for a minute.

How many times does anyone go anywhere without ID? How many times are you asked to provide identification? On a typical day I go to the bank. I must produce ID, bank card, and so on. I want to use a credit card at a department store. I must present ID along with the credit card. If you want to rent a car, purchase a plane ticket, open a bank account…we have to produce ID all the time. And none of this has anything to do with color, race, or ethnicity.

If you want to get in to any federal building, you must produce ID. Maybe we should change that rule, and allow anybody who strolls up to the White House in, no matter what.

Now read this closely.

Under Mexican law…illegal immigration is a felony, punishable by up to two years in prison. (And it’s a Mexican prison…so that’s like ten years anywhere else.) Immigrants who are deported and attempt to reenter can be imprisoned for 10 years. Visa violators can get 6 years. Mexicans who help illegal immigrants are considered criminals.

Mexico can also deport those who are deemed detrimental to “economic or national interests, violate Mexican law, are not physically or mentally healthy, or lack the necessary funds for sustenance, for themselves, or their dependents.”

But the Mexican President has called the Arizona law racist. He’s just as big a hypocrite as our own Jefe.

As I said last week, this is all about votes. You can know this for sure because John McCain has completey reversed his position on illegals. McCain had the same position five years ago as Obama does now. He has switched his position because he knows people in Arizona don’t give a damn about what Obama and the ACLU and La Raza think. They are sick and tired of paying the price for what the feds won’t do, which is secure the border.

They are buying guns and ammunition and anything else they can to protect themselves from what is happening right now. Jefe Obama is going to drag this issue all the way to 2012, where he thinks he can get an edge by having the Hispanic vote.

If it gets bloody in Arizona, he’ll have only himself to blame for not securing the border. No country can survive the continual onslaught of illegal immigration. Every other country seems to know this, and strictly enforces its laws.

Jefe Obama doesn’t believe in the rule of law.

Which means we ought to ask him to provide his own papers.

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Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

General Al Sharpton is slowly making his way toward Arizona. First he had to get the blessing of Commander Dithers, then it was off to the hairdresser, and track suit maker. I used to call Reverend Sharpton Fat Al…but then I had to switch that designation to another dangerous shyster, the private plane flyin’, limo ridin’ weather wonk, Fat Al Gore.

We’ll soon be seeing more of Fat Al as Dithers moves on to cap and trade legislation, or Tax and Spend Your Money II. Fat Al has been at home dropping compost as he fears the Democrats could lose their majority in November…and he could lose his fortune.

All kinds of folks are weighing in on the Arizona law, and you can bet that large numbers of the protestors will be illegal immigrants themselves. This morning Shakira, the booty shakin’ singer from way south of the border said she would show up at rallies to lend support. That’s what we need…more citizens of other countries to get involved in what isn’t their business. Maybe somebody should put out a call for Bono, and letz git Susan Sarandon and Sean Penn, if he isn’t still busy in Haiti. (To give credit where credit is due, Sean Penn put his money where his mouth is on Haiti, and deserves credit for it.) With Penn, it’s his politics I can’t stand.

Now Shakira is from Columbia, or Venezuela, where she ought to be busy enough helping the people there. Columbia is a narco-state, and Venezuela is run by the clown prince Hugo Chavez, a good friend of Dithers. What we should do is make the illegal immigration supporters pay for their beliefs. We should assign illegals to them, and make them responsible for their food, clothing, shelter, and medical expense.

For instance, let’s send about three dozen illegals to Jon Stewart’s crib, and let him sort it out. And if those people get into trouble, let Jon pay for their attorneys, and if they have children, let him support them too. Because you can never have too many illegals.

The reality that won’t be faced here is that Mexico is using the United States as its welfare system. This is a government policy in the most corrupt country in the world, and that includes the Russians, Afghani’s, and Nigerians. Not only is Mexico one half step from being a narco-state itself, it is also incompetent beyond measure. They have squandred all their resources, and it’s no wonder everybody wants to work for the drug kingpins, because at least they pay enough money to put food on the table.

The only problem with the narco system is that when you screw up at work…you don’t get a warning, or get sent to human relations. What happens is…you get shot, along with your family…if you’re lucky, and the jefe doesn’t want to entertain himself that day by performing surgery without any drugs to put you under.

So here’s the plan. Anybody that voted Democratic in 2008 gets assigned at least 3 illegals, and is charged with their welfare. We just get the polling data, and get this thing rolling. Oh, and don’t sell your old car,because the illegals need a way to get to work. And don’t complain if you lose your job because they’ll do it cheaper. And no, you don’t get a tax credit for keeping them in your crib. You get a tax increase so we can subsidize more of them coming across the border.

A friend of mine who works in the Texas border area told me this week that the area he works in is a war zone. He told me they are outmanned, and even outgunned, which in Texas, is saying something. Dithers is never going to solve the problem. He wants the votes in 2012, and by standing with the illegals, he thinks he’ll get them. The “Bring Us Together” President is playing the race card early, and often.

It is now imperative that you learn how to protect yourself. When the door opens, you never know who might be coming in.

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Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

Last week the Arizona legislature voted on a tough immigration bill. The governor signed it into law, with 70% of the folks in Arizona supporting it. On Saturday Commander Dithers explained in a speech that the people in Arizona were misguided, and it was wrong to pass such legislation.

By Sunday the usual suspects were all over television and the media, talking about racial profiling, and the fact that the legislation was unconstitutional. As all the liberal pundits pointed out…it’s the federal governments job to police the border.

I’m not going to get into a constitutional argument.

But here’s a fact.

There are now 460,000 illegal immigrants in Arizona. Not even the liberals dispute that. A good percentage of them are there to work, doing jobs no one else wants to do. These folks obey the law, and don’t get in any serious trouble. But the ominous and sinister threat is that a good percentage of the illegals work for the Mexican drug cartels, and they bring no good will, or good food, with them.

If these folks lived in Commander Dither’s backyard, he wouldn’t be so glib. Back in Chicago, when they want to clean up a neighborhood, they have people they can call on who specialize in that kind of thing. I’d be willing to wager that there aren’t any houses with 30 people living in them anywhere near Commander Dither’s $1.4 million dollar crib.

I know a good number of people who live in Phoenix, and the surrounding area. They have been tooling up for a couple of years, and they say the situation gets worse by the day. You really aren’t safe there, no matter what neighborhood you live in. Crime is up, up, up, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out the situation.

The border needs to be closed, and secured. There is nothing unconstitutional about that whatsoever, and it needs to be done along the entire 2000 miles, not just in Arizona. As a taxpayer there is nothing wrong with paying your fair share, but there is something wrong about having to support an extra 460,000 illegals. California is bankrupt. Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas will follow.

But Commander Dithers is not interested in the people of those states, unless they happen to be Hispanic voters, who by and large voted him into office, and who he hopes will keep him there in 2012. (God forbid!)

General Al Sharpton wants to organize a boycott of Phoenix. Well… business people and recreational travelers don’t go to places that are out of control Al, so save your hairdresser a trip. The financial impact is already being felt. Just ask anybody trying to sell a home there. If you’re going to Arizona, make sure you go armed.

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Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

I’ve been out of town, and far off the beaten path for a couple of weeks. About all I can say about where I was is that it was hot…and very dry. About the only time I saw any water it was in a bottle, and when I got to clean up, which was about every five days. You haven’t smelled anything like Kahuna funk after five days in the heat…and you don’t want to. The only saving grace was that there were guys who actually smelled worse than me…although that is pretty hard to imagine.

I was where I was to help a friend who has had some problems with some nasty folk who live south of a border that isn’t defended very well, resulting in illegals streaming in pretty much whenever they want.

The trouble with this border is that the game has changed. For years and years people who came across the border wanted to find work, and at some point become American citizens. They were willing to do work that no Americans would do, and they worked their way up the food chain. Many of the people coming across the border now have no intention of working, or of becoming productive citizens.

They are gang members, and these gang members have only one objective. That objective is to move drugs across the border, sell them, and protect their turf. They do not have any loyalties, except to those for whom they work, and they will do anything they are ordered to do.

This story is being vastly underreported by the media. All along the border, which stretches a very long way, they are in control of the south side, where violence and murder are an everyday story. The violence and mayhem are spreading north now, and Commander Dithers is way behind the eightball, as usual. He is doing nothing to stop the bad hombres from getting a foothold all over the north side of the border.

He has reasons for doing nothing, because he badly needs the Hispanic vote in the coming elections, and he will pander all day and night to get it. This includes the coming amnesty, which will legalize millions, including all the criminals. There are some brave people who are resisting, and keeping the illegals from pouring in, at least where they live.

One night I got to see a test of my new more powerful Runt Stun Gun.

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

In case you’ve been living under a rock, we updated the Runt a few months back from 950,000 volts to 4.5 million volts. Same size, same holster, and a helluva lot more zip.

Using night vision technology, a group of river runners was spotted. There were eight of them, all carrying upscale backpacks. At a certain point, they were surprised by a group with superior firepower. When the leader pulled a knife on the border dog, he got treated to some high voltage from the Runt.

After that he had nothing to say. In fact, he was so out of it that his posse had to carry him. (That was of course, after they had been relieved of their cargo.) They were then marched back to where they came from to a fairly certain fate.

Sort of like what happened centuries ago when you were participating in Mayan games. If you lost…you really lost…if you get my drift.

I’ve seen the old Runt, which was a damn good piece, and it’s still very effective. But if you have a chance to upgrade, I think you’ll be pleased.

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

Please Vote Early & Often!

USA Today Poll on Gun ownership Obama’s new Attorney General, Eric Holder, has already said this is one of his major issues.

He does not believe the 2nd Amendment gives individuals the right to bear arms. This takes literally 2 clicks to complete. Please vote on this gun issue question with USA Today.

Then pass the link on to all the pro gun folks you know. Hopefully these results will be published later this month.

This upcoming year will become critical for gun owners with the Supreme Court’s accepting the District of Columbia case against the right for individuals to bear arms.

Here’s what you need to do: First – vote on this one.

Second – launch it to other folks and have THEM vote – then we will see if the results get published.

The Question is: “Does the Second Amendment give individuals the right to bear arms?”

Please cut and paste the following link into your browser:

http://www.usatoday.com/news/quickquestion/2007/november/popup5895.htm

Remember: First they take the guns…then everything else.

Nui (Big) Kahuna

Geno and his girlfriend returned home last week to find that their pad had had unauthorized vistors. This wasn’t a sophisticated burglar, but a typical smash and grab mook, or mooks.

If you have sliding glass doors in your house, you have a weak spot. The ultimate patio door has unbreakable glass, but it ain’t cheap, costing about $500 bucks extra per panel, or $1000 bucks for a 2 panel door.

It does, however, keep smash and grab mooks out of your house. They get all buggy when their tire iron or hammer doesn’t work, and they split the scene. I have my sliding doors hooked up to a Barking Dog Alarm, and I have that noise amplified by speakers. That trick came courtesy of Knob, my gizmo friend, who has hooked me up with any number of things that are guaranteed to make a mook dump his drawers in record time.

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Regular readers know that mooks hate noise, and especially the kind of noise that means that very soon they could have some sizable canine teeth stuck in their ash. Just imagining that makes me smile.

Geno is the kind of guy that keeps a good amount of cash around. The mooks searched the bedroom, and his office. But they didn’t find anything, settling for a bottle of vodka that was in the freezer.

There was cash in the house, and like I said, it was enough to make provide a good payday for a mook. But it was in a diversion safe, which is something everybody should have. They aren’t expensive, and it doesn’t hurt to have more than one or two to lay things away in.

Geno used a Flower Pot Safe, which should be self explanatory. It sits right on a table in plain sight, and mooks don’t really give a damn about flowers. There are also several other versions which work well. I personally favor cleaning products, because you know a mook isn’t looking to dust your furniture, or clean your furniture. Dogfood is good too, because it implies that there is a hound in the house, which is a good way to spook a mook.

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Now that Spring has sprung and the temperature is rising, you can expect mooks to start getting out and about. With Obama in the White House there is no chance they’ll be looking for work, especially now that they have health insurance.

Just imagine, a mook breaks in to your house, you surprise him with a stun gun or pepper spray…or something a little more deadly… and he’s going to go to the hospital on your dime.

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

One of the advantages of living in Washington is that occasionally you get to see some of of the clown princes, and princesses, up close and personal. Such was the case yesterday, as I had some business to attend to in Washington, D.C.. I try and avoid trips into the city like the plague, but this was a must do situation.

I met an old friend at one of DeeCee’s more prominent restaurants, and we were seated within earshot of a table of some of the city’s biggest blabbermouths, that included some on air “talent” from MSNBC.

They were having a mighty discussion of some of the supposed sins of members of the Tea Party. The trouble was that they had their facts wrong.

But that has never gotten in the way of a liberal argument at any time that I can remember. If you can’t win the argument on its merits, well …you just play the race card, or like Sean Penn, you wish and pray that all your opponents die of rectal cancer, something we all thought he was anyway.

MSNBC’s chief chatterbox, Chris “Tingle” Matthews tried unsuccessfully to link Tea Party activists to “Birthers” and other fringe groups the udder night on his show, but his guest, Dana Loesch, would have none of his bee ezz, and Matthews grew extremely frustrated as I think he realized nobody was buying what he was selling. I love it when a liberal ambush gets hit with a howitzer.

At the table in question the (Journalists), or Obama hacks, were talking about Tea Party activists hurling the dreaded N word at black politicians who voted for healthcare. The only trouble with their story is that it doesn’t exist. Films of the supposed incident clearly show that what they say happened…didn’t happen.

The Missouri representative who accused Tea Partiers of spitting on him failed the “Show Me” state test. The trouble with video cameras is that they clearly exonerate the people who are being accused.

In Chris Tingles case, he asked about the Obama/Hitler connection as though liberal activists had never held signs showing Bush as Hitler. Or burning Bush in effigy at every anti-war rally. This is from a guy who fancies himself a historian, as long as facts don’t get in his way.

Bart Stupak, a temporary hero while he said he would never vote for a bill with abortion friendly language, is amazed that people are angry with him after he broke his promise and became an Obama lapdog. I think he may have trouble surviving the November elections.

It’s okay to be a dissenter as long as you’re serving the liberal elite. But when you think for yourself…you are no longer an American, you’re a bigot, rascist, homophobe, venomous spitting snake, and you should die of rectal cancer.

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Or like Alec Baldwin promised, you’re going to leave the country. ”

All aboard!”

Remember that old schoolyard saying; “If it looks like a socialist, walks like a socialist, talks like a socialist…it more than likely is a socialist.”

May the Democrats feel the wrath of the ballot box in November. There is nothing they fear more than all politics is local. There is nothing more humiliating than be tossed by the people you were supposed to be serving.

Good riddance!

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan. (Vote them out!)

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

I got this message this morning and I thought I’d pass it along to you.

The Dinner Roll ..

Once upon a time I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President. I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips or computers and portable electronics. There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a FREE country. There’s nothing that the government can do to me if I’ve broken no laws.

My wealth was EARNED honestly, and an invitation to dinner with an American President is an honor. I checked my coat, was greeted by the Chief of Staff, and joined the President in a yellow dining room. We sat across from each other at a table draped in white linen. The Great Seal was embossed on the china. Uniformed staff served our dinner. The meal was served, and I was startled when my waiter suddenly reached out, plucked a dinner roll off my plate and began nibbling it as he walked back to the kitchen..

“Sorry ’bout that,” said the President. “Andrew is very hungry.”

“I don’t appreciate…” I began, but as I looked into the calm brown eyes across from me, I felt immediately guilty and petty. It was just a dinner roll. “Of course,” I concluded, and reached for my glass. Before I could, however, another waiter reached forward, took the glass away and swallowed the wine in a single gulp. ”

And his brother, Eric, is very thirsty,” said the President.

I didn’t say anything. The President is testing my compassion, I thought. I withheld my comments and decided to play along. I don’t want to seem unkind.. My plate was whisked away before I had tasted a bite. “Eric’s children are also quite hungry.”

With a lurch, I crashed to the floor. My chair had been pulled out from under me. I stood, brushing myself off angrily, and watched as it was carried from the room. And their grandmother can’t stand for long.”

I excused myself, smiling outwardly, but inside feeling like a fool. Obviously I had been invited to the White House to be sport for some game. I reached for my coat, to find that it had been taken. I turned back to the President.

“Their grandfather doesn’t like the cold.”

I wanted to shout, “that was my coat!” But again, I looked at the placid smiling face of my host and decided I was being a poor sport. I spread my hands helplessly and chuckled. Then I felt my hip pocket and realized my wallet was gone. I excused myself and walked to a phone on an elegant side table. I learned shortly that my credit cards had been maxed out, my bank accounts emptied, my retirement and equity portfolios had vanished, and my wife had been thrown out of our home.

Apparently, the waiters and their families were moving in. The President hadn’t moved or spoken as I learned all this, but finally I lowered the phone into its cradle and turned to face him.

“Andrew’s whole family has made bad financial decisions. They haven’t planned for retirement and they need a house. They recently defaulted on a subprime mortgage. I told them they could have your home. They need it more than you do.”

My hands were shaking. I felt faint I stumbled back to the table and knelt on the floor.The President cheerfully cut his meat, ate his steak, and drank his wine. I lowered my eyes and stared at the small grey circles on the tablecloth that were water drops.

“By the way,” he added, “I have just signed an Executive Order nationalizing your factories. I’m firing you as head of your business. I’ll be operating the firm now for the benefit of all mankind. There’s a whole bunch of Erics and Andrews out there and they can’t come to you for jobs groveling like beggars…we need to spread YOUR wealth around…”

I looked up. The President dropped his spoon into the empty ramekin which had been his Brulee. He drained the last drops of his wine. As the table was cleared, he lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair. He stared at me. I clung to the edge of the table as if it were a ledge and I were a man hanging over an abyss. I thought of the years behind me, of the life I had lived. The life I had earned with a lifetime of work, risk and struggle.

Why was I punished?

How had I allowed it to be taken?

What game had I played and lost?

I looked across the table and noticed with some surprise that there was no game board between us. What had I done wrong?

As if answering the unspoken thought, President Obama suddenly cocked his head, locked his empty eyes to mine, and bared a million teeth, chuckling wryly as he folded his hands.

“You should have stopped me at the dinner roll,” he said.

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Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna

Over the last cupla decades we have seen incredible advances in technology. Yesterday, while I was cleaning out the garage, I found the first computer that I bought, which was state of the art at the time, and cost about four large. I had to laugh about that, because compared to what I use today, (and at a much lower price), that old piece of s— is really a joke.

Technology really does improve our lives. The GPS system in my cars is a godsend, because now I don’t have to spend time on the phone with the old lady telling her how to get somewhere…and then home, which was a daily occurrence.

But for all the progress we have made with technology, some old things never lose their staying power. There aren’t many of them, but the reason they never go out of style and use is because they work.

Such is the case with telescopic steel batons.

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Marvin is an average sized guy at about 5′8″ and 165 pounds. He is a a P90X guy, which means he keeps himself in damn good shape, but compared to a lot of mooks, he doesn’t rate in the size department. But as they say, it ain’t the size of the dog, it’s the size of the fight in the dog that counts.

Marvin is also a motorcycle guy, but he rides a rice burner, (a motorcycle usually made in Japan), and which is unacceptable in some circles. While getting some gas one night last week, a couple of bikers wearing colors wheeled in. Immediately one of them started harassing Marvin about his bike, and then about all kinds of things.

Marvin got on his bike to leave, and the guy pushed him. Marvin reacted quickly, keeping the bike and himself upright. He stepped away from the bike and the biker took a swing at him. Marvin pulled his telescopic steel baton from his boot, and placed a love tap on the biker’s shoulder. He went down faster than a ten dollar hooker in a beer and shot joint.

His partner through up the “no mas” sign, and Marvin climbed on his bike and left.

The last time Marvin looked back, the biker was still on the ground.

I can tell you this: You do not want to be on the receiving end of a telescopic steel baton strike. It will do serious damage to anyone in its path. Back in the old days I had an occasion or two to use a steel baton, and the word I would use is “Gamechanger.”

It certainly isn’t high tech, but it works like a champ. It has stood the test of time, and is the 3rd highest selling item in the store for over 4 years. It turns a second rate punch into a turbo charged strike, and if you can move your arm, you can use it.

Add it to your arsenal. It comes with a nylon holster, or you can carry it wherever its convenient.

Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.

Aloha kaua,

Nui (Big) Kahuna