And here we go…

Mandami is now the mayor of NYC…

Sworn in at midnight and again hours later publicly, New York City Mayor Zohran Mamdani used his first day in office Thursday to hit the ground running with new executive orders targeting city landlords and housing development. And he said the city will take what he called “precedent-setting action” to intervene in a private landlord bankruptcy case he said was tied to 93 buildings.

“Today is the start of a new era for New York City,” Mamdani said. “It is inauguration day. It is also the day that the rent is due.”

Speaking at a Brooklyn apartment building, Mamdani framed the moves as an early test of whether city government will directly confront landlords over housing conditions and step into court cases that could determine whether tenants remain in their homes.

Full article, HERE from Fox News.

And his first order was to overturn ALL of Eric Adams mayoral executive orders issued on or after Sept. 26, 2024, the date he was indicted. Of note, this did away with ALL of the antisemitism protective orders, NYPD orders for protection, etc…

Interesting…

His ‘deputy’ mayors are interesting too. It will bear watching to see what they are up to, especially when they are out of the public eye, so to speak.

More popcorn!!!

So much ‘interesting’ stuff to watch… sigh…

They say that history repeats; first as tragedy then as farce. This quote is attributed to Karl Marx, which makes this all the more hilarious.

After every communist / socialist revolution, the serfs cheer as they unwittingly descend into an era of privation. While we know that affluent limousine liberals will never pay the price of their socialist dreams, we find this chillingly appropriate for the proletariat of New York City who welcomed this upper-class child of privilege pretty boy to rule over them. If New Yorkers are lucky, mayor Mamdani will fail due to the hypocrisy of New York’s progressive plutocrats. However, if he succeeds, our poor proles will truly suffer as the utopian promises never materialize.

Full article, HERE fro Twitchy.

I found the ‘first’ inauguration of Mandami interesting in that it was private, underground, and used the Quran. Shades of Hamas anyone???

And of course his ‘staff’ is going to be really interesting. I just wonder how well they will actually WORK in NYC.

And there is the evolving CF in Minnesota, a burgeoning one in Ohio, and now another in Seattle. All of those surrounding fraud by specific ethnicities, even as the MSM tries to not cover them…

Iran is blowing up too, although very little coverage here, but apparently they’ve actually started firing on their own people yesterday. Demonstrations  against soaring inflation, unemployment and the sharp depreciation of Iran’s currency, in addition to the lack of water in a number of cities seems to have prompted them, now going on five days.

Add in the mess down in Venezuela and that’s a plate full of stuff to watch. As far as the US stuff, I really hope to see folks perp walked, sent to trial, convicted, and sent to prison! And I don’t care which side of the ‘aisle’ they are on!!!

Happy New Year!!!

Wishing everyone a safe and Happy New Year, and may 2026 be better for all of us!

And don’t forget to eat your traditional new years meal!!!

Southern style in my case… Yum!

This is it!!!

The last day of 2025!

It’s been a year… hoo boy, has it ever!

Let’s hope 2026 is a better year for all of us!

Now the ‘important’ part is the food tomorrow night. The following depends on where you are in the world…

Southern US
  • Black-Eyed Peas: Represent coins and abundance. Alternate is Hoppin’ John which is a combination of black-eyed peas, rice, and ham plus spices.
  • Collard Greens: Symbolize cash and financial prosperity.
  • Cornbread: Represents gold.
  • Pork: Symbolizes progress.
Asian Traditions
  • Long Noodles: Represent longevity; should not be broken.
  • Dumplings: Shaped like ancient Chinese gold/silver ingots to represent wealth.
  • Fish (Whole): Symbolizes surplus and abundance.
  • Rice Cakes (Nian Gao/Ozoni): Represent prosperity, progress, and improvement.
  • Spring Rolls: Symbolize wealth. 
Global Traditions
  • Pork/Sauerkraut: Common in German and Eastern European traditions for good luck and progress.
  • Grapes: In Spain, eating 12 grapes at midnight represents 12 lucky months.
  • Lentils: Popular in Italy as they resemble coins.
  • Ring-Shaped Cakes: Doughnuts or bundt cakes are often served to symbolize coming full circle. 

This is the Southern Living recipe for Hoppin’ John from HERE. It will feed quite a few folks…

Ingredients

  • 6 thick-cut bacon slices, chopped
  • 4 celery stalks, sliced (about 1 1/2 cups)
  • 1 medium-size yellow onion, chopped (about 1 1/2 cups)
  • 1 small green bell pepper, finely chopped (about 1 cup)
  • 3 garlic cloves, chopped (about 1 Tbsp.)
  • 1 tsp. chopped fresh thyme
  • 1/2 tsp. black pepper
  • 1/4 tsp. cayenne pepper
  • 1 1/2 tsp. kosher salt, divided
  • 8 cups lower-sodium chicken broth
  • 4 cups fresh or frozen black-eyed peas
  • 2 Tbsp. olive oil
  • 1 1/2 cups uncooked Carolina Gold rice
  • Fresh scallions, sliced
However you choose, enjoy the evening and ring in the new year!!!

Need more popcorn…

The CF in Minnesota isn’t going away…

The first stories ‘leaked’ to the Intarwebz, then Nick Shirley dumped a 40+ minute video about the ‘child care’ centers…

FBI Director Kash Patel announced on Sunday that the Bureau has “surged” investigations into fraud in Minnesota.

Patel’s announcement comes after a journalist exposed rampant fraud among some in the state’s Somali community, an issue that has garnered national attention over the past month.

In a post on X, Patel noted that “even before the public conversation escalated online, the FBI had surged personnel and investigative resources to Minnesota to dismantle large-scale fraud schemes exploiting federal programs.”

Full article, HERE from Town Hall.

Which has forced the MSM’s hand, to a certain point, but even the few stories are mostly sob stories about how the Somalis are being ‘targeted’ for enforcement…

What people seem to not want to understand is that this level of corruption is a WAY OF LIFE for most Africans! Their whole culture revolved around stealing from others to enrich ‘their’ family.

‘Their’ family means literally their direct family, followed by their tribe, followed by other Somalis. As far as they are concerned, it’s them against everybody else, and they will use anything they can to win.

The Somalis have not ‘acclimatized’, ‘assimilated’, or anything else. They’ve huddled up by family and tribe, excluded any American influences, and continued their Somali lifestyle in MN.

Now that the fraud is becoming too big to hush up, it will be interesting to see how various agencies, along with various .gov organs respond.

A little humor…

To start the week…

For all those special ladies in our lives!

MIRROR, MIRROR ON THE WALL???

A look in the Mirror:

Age 3: Looks at herself and sees a Queen!

Age 8: Looks at herself and sees herself as Cinderella/Sleeping Beauty.

Age 15: Looks at herself and sees herself as Cinderella/Sleeping

Beauty/Cheerleader or if she is PMS’ing: sees Fat/Pimples/UGLY “Mom I can’t go to school looking like this”!

Age 20: Looks at herself and sees “too fat/too thin, too short/too tall, too straight/too curly” – but decides she’s going anyway.

Age 30: Looks at herself and sees “too fat/too thin, too short/too tall, too straight/too curly” – but decides she doesn’t have time to fix it, so she’s going anyway.

Age 40: Looks at herself and sees “too fat/too thin, too short/too tall, too straight/too curly” – but says,”At least, I’m clean” and goes anyway.

Age 50: Looks at herself and says, “I am” and goes wherever she wants to go.

Age 60: Looks at herself and reminds herself of all the people who can’t even see themselves in the mirror anymore. Goes out and conquers the world.

Age 70: Looks at herself and sees wisdom, laughter and ability; goes out and enjoys life.

Age 80: Doesn’t bother to look. Just puts on a “purple” hat and goes out to have fun with the world.

Send this on to all the women you are grateful to have as friends. Maybe we should all grab that purple hat a little earlier!!

No surprise…

I still think it looks like a public trash can…

The Obama Presidential Center is breaking its silence after years of criticism over its unconventional design, with an Obama Foundation official now addressing public questions about the project.

Construction began in 2021, and Chicagoans have had mixed reviews about the design for the 225-foot-tall structure. The gray, mostly windowless building is on Chicago’s South Side and will serve as a presidential center and museum.

Obama Foundation Deputy Director Kim Patterson said the design of the building was a specific choice, including its lack of windows.

Full article, HERE from Fox News.

In addition to being well over budget, it’s also butt ugly. But that’s just ‘my’ opinion.

Over the years there have been a number of ‘questionable’ decisions apparently made by various folks involved with the foundation, including some interesting disbursements of funds and the lack of certain supposedly inviolate funds to back the whole mess.

And since it’s in Chiraq, I won’t ever be visiting in, so let them do what they want, I don’t care…

The Day AFTER Christmas…

Feel for the parents out hunting more batteries for the kid’s toys…

The Day After Christmas

Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house,
Every creature was hurtin’ even the mouse.

The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.

Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor,
While upstairs the family continued to snore.

And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
I went into the kitchen and started to clean.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.

The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
The patch on his jacket said “U.S. POSTMAN.”

With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox.
Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.

Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
Whistling and shouting he called them by name:

“Now Dillard’s, now Broadway’s, now Penny’s and Sears
Here’s Robinson’s, Levitz’s and Target’s and Mervyn’s.

To the tip or your limit, every store, every mall,
Now chargeaway–chargeaway–chargeaway all!”

He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.

He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
Driving much faster with just half a load.

Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
“ENJOY WHAT YOU BOUGHT…….
YOU’LL BE PAYING ALL YEAR!”

And many thanks to those who enjoyed the spread below and their contributions to make it happen! And we have leftovers…

By the way, the pic is missing the ‘taters’ and gravy, and three more desserts! And it was ‘so’ good… burp…

Merry Christmas!!!

merry-christmas

I wish each of you joy and happiness in this Christmas season. Enjoy the time with family and friends.

Please take a moment and remember those who serve, not only the military; but the law enforcement, fire and EMS personnel who are out there today. They serve to protect us and help us live in freedom another day.

A Sailor’s Christmas-

Twas the night before Christmas, and he lived in a crowd,
In a 40 man berthing, with shipmates so loud.
I had come down the exhaust stack with presents to give,
And to see just who in this rack did live.
I looked all about, and a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
No stockings were hung, just boots close at hand,
On the bulkhead hung pictures ………of far distant lands.
He had medals and badges and awards of all kinds,
and a sobering thought came into my mind.
For this place was different, it was so dark and dreary,
I had found the home of a Sailor, this I could see clearly.
The Sailor lay sleeping, silent and alone,
Curled up in his rack, dreaming of home.
The face was so gentle, the berthing in such good order,
But not how I pictured a United States Sailor.
Was this the hero whom I saw on TV?
Defending his country so we all could be free?
I realized the families that I’ve seen this night,
Owed their lives to these Sailors who were willing to fight.
Soon round the world, the children would play,
And grownups would celebrate a new Christmas Day.
They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year,
Because of the Sailors, like the one lying here.
I couldn’t help but wonder how many lay alone,
On a cold Christmas Eve, on a sea far from home.
The very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.
The sailor awakened and I heard a rough voice,
“Santa, don’t cry, for this life is my choice.”
“Defend the seas this day, the peace do I keep.”
The sailor then rolled over and drifted to sleep,
I kept watch for hours so silent, so still,
And we both shivered from the night’s cold chill.
I didn’t want to leave on that cold, dark night,
This guardian of honor so willing to fight.
Then the Sailor rolled over and with a voice soft and pure,
Whispered, “Carry on Santa, it’s Christmas..All is Secure”
Modified by Jim Fuqua, USN Retired