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Wednesday, December 8, 2021

It's Official: Every Single One of Biden's COVID Vaccine Mandates Have Been Blocked Nationwide


Joe Biden’s federal vaccine mandate has taken another serious blow.

On Tuesday, a federal judge issued a nationwide preliminary injunction that halts the enforcement of Biden’s vaccine mandate for federal contractors and subcontractors, The Associated Press reported.

This is the third mandate to be blocked by a U.S. judge. The Occupational Safety and Health Administration suspended the implementation of the vaccine mandate on businesses which employed 100 or more workers, following an order from the Fifth Circuit Court of Appeals halting it pending further litigation.

Then, a proposed federal vaccine mandate for health care workers that would have required vaccination by Jan. 4 was stopped by a district judge and an injunction was issued in the matter.

Now, District Judge R. Stan Baker in Augusta, Georgia, has issued a stay that bars enforcement of the mandate for federal contractors and subcontractors anywhere in the nation.


Baker is one of the many judges that was appointed by former President Donald Trump. According to Ballotpedia, he was nominated in 2017 and commissioned in 2018. He is just one more of Trump’s judicial appointments that have fought back against Biden’s mandate.

At the end of November, U.S. District Judge Matthew T. Schelp and District Court Judge Terry A. Doughty, both Trump-nominated judges, also said injunctions that would halt the vaccine mandate were warranted, The Washington Post reported.

Trump’s hundreds of judicial appointments during his presidency are now haunting Biden. Trump changed the federal appellate courts, tilting them in favor of conservative values, and now it’s a thorn in Biden’s side.

“It’s the bitter fruit of Trump,” Carl Tobias, a University of Richmond law professor said, according to The Hill.

“This is where you are when Trump appointed almost a third of the federal appellate bench. This is what you’re going to see for...

Morning Mistress

The 90 Miles Mystery Video: Nyctophilia Edition #861



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The 90 Miles Mystery Box: Episode #1561


You have come across a mystery box. But what is inside? 
It could be literally anything from the serene to the horrific, 
from the beautiful to the repugnant, 
from the mysterious to the familiar.

If you decide to open it, you could be disappointed, 
you could be inspired, you could be appalled. 

This is not for the faint of heart or the easily offended. 
You have been warned.

Hot Pick Of The Late Night


Tuesday, December 7, 2021

Trolling ANTIFA...


Girls With Guns


Misinformed, Misled, Mistaken, And Living In Pure Misery....


 

All We Need Is To Get One To Turn...


 

Exclusive– Congressman: Nancy Pelosi Blocking Investigation into Chinese Coronavirus Origins, Tax Money to Wuhan Lab

Quick Hits Of Wisdom, Knowledge And Snark #104

Commie Come, Commie Go.














Quick Hits Of Wisdom, Knowledge And Snark #103

Racist Hatred In Her Heart, NY Times Op-Ed Writer Rants Against 'Whiteness' Ruining a Little Lawn Library


White Americans can confess that when it comes to race, they're often puzzled by how the most innocent actions can be transformed by angry black writers into imagined racial hostility. On Sunday, The New York Times published a nutty little piece by Erin Aubry Kaplan asking "Is My Little Library Contributing to the Gentrification of My Black Neighborhood?"

Kaplan set up a little library on her lawn, but not for the white people! Nooooo!
Then one morning, glancing out my front window, I saw a young white couple stopped at the library. Instantly, I was flooded with emotions — astonishment, and then resentment, and then astonishment at my resentment. It all converged into a silent scream in my head of, Get off my lawn!

The moment jolted me into realizing some things I’m not especially proud of. I had set out this library for all who lived here, and even for those who didn’t, in theory. I would not want to restrict anyone from looking at it or taking books, based on race or anything else. But while I had seen white newcomers to the neighborhood here and there, the truth was, I hadn’t set it out to appeal to white residents.
This was meant to be a "Black space." And whiteness was ruining it.
Now that they were in front of my house, curious about this new neighborhood attraction, I didn’t know how to feel. By bringing this modern cultural artifact here from white neighborhoods, had I set myself up, set up the neighborhood? Was I contributing to gentrification and sending the wrong message about how I wanted the neighborhood to be?

What I resented was not this specific couple. It was their whiteness, and my feelings of helplessness at not knowing how to maintain the integrity of a Black space that I had created. I was seeing up close how fragile that space can be, how its meaning can be changed in my mind, even by people who have no conscious intention to change it. That library was on my lawn, but for that moment it became theirs.
To which many readers would respond: Whiskey Tango Foxtrot? Two whites glancing at a few old books was now Imperialism? It somehow represented the "casual displacement of Black people." 

One wonders how she might mentally fall apart at white readers of The New York Times reading this article?

So what message do I hope they took from my library? The same message I wanted to send to the rest of my neighbors, my community: Black presence has value — in every sense of the word, and on its own terms.

That value should make the casual displacement of Black people untenable, even immoral. And that will take much more than a little library to rectify.

Here's what makes it additionally weird. As you might guess by the byline, Erin Aubry married a white guy named Alan Kaplan (who died in 2015). Karol Markowicz of the New York Post spoke for many readers:

 

So I left him in Pensacola In a trailer in the sand; The man from the picture creased and yellow in my hand


Don't Waste Your Time With The Salvation Army, 
She said, "Don't waste your time in looking
There's nothin', nothin' left to find
Nothin', nothin' left to find"



 

He got the gospel on the radio
And the gospel on TV
He got all of the transcripts
Back to 1963
Back to 1963

He said, "I sold my blood for money
There wasn't any pain
But I just can't stand the feeling
It's in someone else's veins"
It's in someone else's vei-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey
Vei-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey

Mama took me aside
And she tried to change my mind
She said, "Don't waste your time in looking
There's nothin', nothin' left to find
Nothin', nothin' left to find"