We'll Just Cut Off The Aid and Send Them an Invoice

Mexico has received hundreds of millions in U.S. aid. It's time to cut them off and send them a bill for the mess they're making.

Another thing: If they want to stop the mass migration of scofflaws, the solution is simple: Make it illegal to rent, sell or board anyone without identification. We won't have to send anyone home, when that happens. They'll leave because they'll have no place to stay.

Before anyone chimes in on this as "inhumane", think about the lack of humanity, when a government refuses to protect its citizens, forces those that work to contribute to funding they object to and ignores the laws officials swore to enforce, only a fool would not think of such things as inhumane.

Quagmires and Tort

I guess I have absolutely no respect for the abysmal congregation of egotistical buffoons we call Congress. In all of them, there's not a one with enough gumption to belly up to the bar, resign from being part of what any rational person would call organized crime, expose those they all know are the greatest contributors to the problem, and live the rest of their life with a tiny shred of honor.

Sue the President? Yeah, okay. What are they hoping to get? A judgement? Some money? A restraining order?

Something To Stick In Your Mind

You'll be thinking about this tomorrow and practicing, so you can sing it while driving.

It's by Todd Snyder, and this is from the Bob and Tom radio show.

Day Two of the Series - Heat 10, Me Zip

It was 96 in the shade. Near anything that collects heat, it was over 100. The humidity was 70%. Using the handy dandy heat index calculator on the interwiz, the feel to a human body, or heat index, was around 142 degrees.

Of course, the NWS official temperature was 89 degrees, with a heat index of 102. I'm sure it it, wherever that may be, but it must be somewhere I'm not.

It's the usual: heat cramps, heat chills and lethargy. Don't you love summertime?

Monday Won - Ten to Zip

One of those days. Shorthanded, no word on why they weren't at work and a heat index three degrees above the melting point of lead. My ass is dragging....look, there it is coming down the road.