Posted by Mike Zahara on May 15, 2012
My condolences to his family; he was in it for all of the right reasons and had no interest in lobbyists sending him to London either!!
I am so tired of Kelvin Atkinson’s shit and gross incompetence and phoniness that I was seeing this race as two great choices to replace him and I support my old friend Katie Duncan and wish her well!
You folks desiring ‘marriage equality’ got a proverbial pat on the head and kick in the nuts from the president right after North Carolina voted overwhelmingly against same-sex marriage and domestic partnerships.
Though it marked the first time a sitting president expressed support, the president’s move was crass and hollow because he did it after the landslide vote and with the knowledge that he doesn’t have a prayer for carrying North Carolina this time despite the DNC in Charlotte!
<–Windbag and gasbag Assemblyman Pat Hickey—he of the forever minority GOP Assembly creatures—is going around dictating and ordering about ‘his’ candidates in a fusillade of finger-wagging emails as if any of them are listening to him or even reading them!
(ps: None are!)
Hickey, who turns 167 years old on his next birthday, fancies himself the speech police arbiter for all of the GOP’s Assembly candidates but he must be suffering a post-centennial Senioritis episode again as his candidate for Assembly 12—Bridgette Bryant—is going out attending partisan Dem events and getting thrown out of them because she is a partisan Republican.
She sent an email exclaiming her outrage and apparently Leader Hickey is afraid of beautiful big black women—most Mormons & Moonies are deathly afraid that ‘black’ is contagious!—because while running for Assembly, she was also soliciting funds for her pageant hobby. Her spokesperson told me that effort is temporarily dormant but that pageant stuff is still up on the web and along with her Assembly race and Hickey is silent on this matter!
Call me Ms Bryant.
Dem-doer Derek Washington Files: He’s thrown his hat into the ring to replace useless and pussy-whipped DNC rep Steven Horsford next month during the Dem’s state convention.
Sidebar: Steven Horsford’s best-selling book: Sonya Has My Penis in her Purse is #6 on Amazon, I think!!!
Not only is Derek a doer—extraordinarily rare within NVDEMS—and he’s magnificent at getting his mug in the papers, but he sold me—I’m always a tough cookie to impress—on his considerable talents when he flipped former Senator John Ensign and he didn’t even have to sleep with him or get a $96,000 payoff either!!!
Vote for Derek Washington if you’d like Nevada to get the respect she should have been getting years ago from the DNC!
Paulians Pounce: I love all of the hubbub over the Ron Paul folks taking over the state GOP and electing the super-majority of their delegates to Tampa.
You GOP whiners don’t know a damn thing about how the national presidential operations work and had you been tending to your own party they’d have never gotten a foot in the door either. You need a qualified chair and you elected a corrupted cop/councilman instead, and you need an ED who can manage the business affairs of the party—which you hadn’t had in about 87 years in Nevada.
Dull v Duller: You poor CD03 folks have two of the dullest and most boring campaigns and campaigners in the entire country in Joe Heck and John Oceguera.
To say that they are ‘vanilla’ campaigns and candidates is really an insult to vanilla which is my favorite Ice Cream flavor!
Oceguera, like Mo Denis, is a graduate of Julliard’s famous ‘Stand back and let others Bark for you’ program and he is no one to dismiss no matter how retarded he appears on TV and radio.
John knows the game, the players, the team owner, the stadium owner, the umpires, the hotdog guy, and the beer vendors—and he got big fat donations from all of them…
…and if Team Heck is underestimating John Oceguera, they’ll be returning the fine Dr to private practice in 7 months helped by Heck’s ‘Welfare for Millionaire Doctors Act’ for Doctor Leeches demanding we keep the cash flowing to them instead of forcing doctors—like everyone else—to compete in the free-market!
Their threats to stop treating Medicare patients and others unless they get their greedy demands can be met by simply making accepting Medicare patients a condition of their licensure to practice medicine.
That’s how you play hardball Rep Heck! Oops, but you’re a doctor too!
Can the Granny Dress; Get thee a Bikini Files: I don’t know the status of her estranged husband’s legal case she improperly engineered Metro—through sexual hijinks with officers according to some—to arrest him on false charges, but this Maxim photo of Elizabeth Halseth clears him and gives him full custody of those bratty kids too!
Had Ms Halseth worn this kind of get-up while in session she would have won Legislator of the Year honors (hey, it worked for Sheila Leslie and Pete Goicoechea when they donned bikinis to get bills passed!); instead, Halseth wore this stuff at fleabag motels all over the Northlands and her lack of a cameltoe was appreciated by motel managers, golfers, tourists, prison chain-gangs…and her kids who won’t ever be ‘further embarrassed’ by Mommy’s HooHoo and Ta-tas!!
Sidebar: Muth broke the story and pic in Nevada, but the RJ’s good-guy Ed Vogel didn’t give him his props that Muth broke the scoop when he repeated it on the RJ’s pages!
Mikey Roberson Files: Adding injury on top of injury, GOP Senate Caucus leader Michael Roberson showed up at the Republican Men’s Club and wasn’t warmly received pushing his candidates and his agenda to hyper-partisan GOP activists.
Politics 101 teaches that when one must do something unpopular, one should lay low and stay off of the radar and quietly concentrate on raising money from the deep pockets rather than antagonizing the ‘worker bees’.
So happy was Roberson’s arch-nemesis Barbara Cegavske at his very public missteps that she fired up her Briggs and Stratton chain saw-personal vibrator and carved his initials into her tree trunk-like legs!
I emailed him that the roles of Mayors Daley and Prendergast had already been filled by others and such a major misstep needs to be scrupulously avoided in the future because his many enemies are locked and loaded with their sites squarely on him.
Big Labor and the Dems are positively giddy too!
Live and learn Michael!
Metro Good Guys Shout-Out: Besides Laurie Bisch, I don’t write about LVMPD Patrol Officers because they don’t have the Civil Service protections that the police managers have, but I’ll make an exception today because of something I saw two patrolmen doing!
I’m driving along and I see two officers stopped with 2 male suspects–each about 7 years old standing with a pervy looking old guy and I hit the brakes and stopped the car with my feet ala Fred Flintstone!
Turns out that they weren’t arresting the kids or the old man but getting gas in for the Prisoner Transport van and doing an outstanding job of outreach and department PR with a Grandpa and his grandsons! The van must have just come out of the HazMat cleaner because it was remarkably absent any vomit, urine, feces, or Lt Kasey Matthews’ nasty-ass spooge stained panties…the damn thing was showroom new!
I followed the officers—Chase & Krakow—into the gas station and gave ‘em their props for doing such a good job!
Even the County’s HazMat Team didn’t want to handled them but Cassell is a pro!!!!
LVMPDers, when you’re out in uniform and getting lunch, or playing with your balls or scratching your tits at 7-11—say ‘hello’ to everyone and make eye contact with them! This is especially important with teens and young people as it telegraphs to them that you are approachable and are aware of them and the neighborhood.
It’s ‘connection’ that pays dividends in the long run.
Patrol Officers Chase and Krakow could teach a required course at the Academy on what I rarely see being done here but which was a part of my coming up every single day of my young life!
<–Though I wasn’t too thrilled with it then, I owe thanks to them for keeping an eye on a young me and my buddies—which kept us aware that they were always around…and knew our shit…and knew our parents too!
You’ll never be a complete cop hiding in a black and white your entire career and never connecting with those you are entrusted to protect.
It all begins with a friendly ‘hello’ to everyone you see every single day.