Lois Lerner, director of the IRS division that targeted conservative groups, left the House Government Oversight Committee hearing after invoking her Fifth Amendment right against self-incrimination and refusing to answer questions about the IRS scandal.
IRS Division Chief Lois Learner
It's interesting that the Internal Revenue Service division chief who oversaw targeting of groups based on their political affiliation doesn't want to answer questions in a Congressional probe. The big questions remain:
What is Learner hiding?
Who is Learner protecting?
Who all of the other members of the IRS secret working group that she headed?
Who directed them to target conservatives for political reasons?
What other divisions in IRS received similar directives?
However, Learner is not working in that division of IRS anymore. She's now directing the IRS division that will manage and oversee ObamaCare. So you can rest assured that the healthcare that you receive under this massive government program will not be based in any way on your political affiliation (so long as you're a member of the Democratic Party).
Isn't it interesting how Barack Obama swept into office pledging to
unite all Americans?
Remember that IRS is a leading force in ObamaCare since the Supreme Court ruled that it is only lawful because it's a TAX.
About five days ago, a man identifying himself as "Mohammad" came to my door and told me that he was my rear neighbor - diagonally to the south. Apparently his back yard shares about 6' of fence with mine.
When he came to the door, I answered it wearing my "God will judge my enemies, I'll arrange the meeting" with a viking on it -- t-shirt. I didn't put it on for Mohammad, I just wore it. I also wear my Crye Precision "GUNS KILL hippies" t-shirt around and my Molan Labe t-shirt.
Mohammad wanted to repair his side of the fence and wanted to notify me. I wasn't aware that there was anything wrong with the fence, but said, "go for it." Mohammed said that he would come by and give me legal papers to sign authorizing the work. I told him that I'd look at his papers, but that I didn't care what he did on his side of the fence. (There's usually a lot of annoying music coming from the place during Eid and Ramadan in general)
There is a mosque down the street and since it went in, the number of Muslims moving into the neighborhood has increased. Mohammad (not the prophet of the Qur'an - just to keep this in context - only a local Muslim with the same name) is apparently a recent arrival.
I live in a quiet neighborhood but there have been burglaries from vehicles in the area. The Police Department put a "bait car" on my street. Since my son-in-law is the Police Officer who patrols the area where I live, I'm usually kept up to speed.
I'm not particularly Islamophobic, but I am usually tactically aware. Two days ago, I left my house in the morning and noticed a man slouched behind the wheel of a car that I didn't recognize across the street from my house and north. I drove away, looped around and came up on the car on foot.
Yeah, it was Mohammad, staked out on my house. I tapped the passenger side window with my left fist. The right fist was wrapped around pistol grips that Mohammad didn't see. Startled, he started the engine and drove away.
Yesterday I saw the shifty Mohammad doing the same thing from a different angle, on the south side this time. As with the previous day, I simply jumped some fences of friendly neighbors and came up behind him, and tapped on his window with a tomahawk this time. Mohammad drove away.
This morning, my immediate next-door neighbor to the north, a police sergeant from a city in the region where I live came by and said that Mohammad came by and knocked on his door, wanting advice as to how to approach the wicked infidel (that would be me) to get legal permission to work on the fence. The sergeant/neighbor suggested that Mohammad not %$#@ with me because I wash my hair in the blood of my enemies. He said that Mohammad reacted to that.
The sergeant/neighbor simply quoted me - because I have told ardent suitors chasing my four lovely daughters that if they screwed with my kids, I'd wash my hair in their blood. I don't use blood to wash my hair - just shampoo that I buy at the market. It's just a metaphor.
Apparently Mohammad called the police department and the area car went by to speak with him. Since that officer knows me personally, he confirmed what the sergeant/neighbor said and advised Mohammad to simply do what he needed to do on his side of the fence and leave me alone. The area car officer came by and let me know what was going on. I advised him that Mohammad has been Code 5 on my house and that those attentions were unwanted. He laughed and asked if I approached Mohammad's car holding one of my tomahawks (the local officers know that I'm fond of axes). I confirmed that it happened just the way that Mohammad described. The officer said, "Mohammad literally shat himself." I replied, "good".
So I don't know where it will go from here. Maybe Mohammad will call Obama. Maybe Mohammad will call CAIR. Maybe Mohammad will call the local mullah. Or maybe he'll simply repair the fence (that looks ok to me) on his side of the property line and will leave me alone.
Update -- In related news today, Muslims attack and hack a man to death in London as part of their jihad.
This happened in a street in London today. The victim didn't have a handgun to protect himself. Fortunately there is still a Second Amendment and a Bill of Rights in many (but clearly not all) US States.
As of January 1, 2017 this blog began to receive anonymous posts. I try not to delete them, but if you want to be taken seriously here, you need to identify yourself, if only by some sort of cryptonym.
Welcome to Virtual Mirage
"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the cat. "We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad," asked Alice?
"You must be," said the cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
Good Morning
Virtual Mirage - What's on the other side of the mirror? Ask Alice how deep the rabbit hole really goes.
This blog is an extension of MY JOURNEY because sometimes my journey needs more explanation, and sometimes there is more to be said than can be expressed on one ordinary blog.
Sometimes it's politics (very serious), sometimes I address the human condition with a dose of humor, and other times it may seem as if the track is headed in a unique direction. I can be a complicated guy at times.
There are a few things you'll find I consider:
* Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
* Sometimes the questions are complex but the answers are simple.
* Love is the only condition where the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
* Steers do not sign treaties with meat packers. (think on that)
* Taxes are NEVER levied for the benefit of the taxed.
* The purpose of fighting is to win. There is no victory possible in defense.
WHITE POWDER (Novel)
There is something intoxicating about a secret.
THE OLD WHORE (NOVEL)
In the peculiar culture of the Central Intelligence Agency, "old whores" are people who will do whatever it takes to get the job done, irrespective of the cost.
EXILES FROM EDEN (NOVEL)
Sparks fly as two star-crossed lovers meet. He runs toward trouble as she yearns for something missing. And it ends in a flight from and toward justice.
Today, I balance work and play as much as anyone can. All things remaining equal, play is more important. Life is short - it's important to make every day count for something, if only to yourself.
I'm a former tinker/tailor/soldier/sailor who has now decided that maybe it really wasn't all done for nothing.
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