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Thursday, September 15, 2011

Crony Communism

Hayek's Road To Serfdom Had Several Prominent Bumps

The phrase Crony Capitalism is being bandied about a lot lately, with the usual implication being that Capitalism, of the laissez faire sort, is just peachy, and it is only when the poor, innocent, just-fell-off-the-turnip-truck-last-night Capitalist is seduced by yon Politician, dressed in red with fishnet stockings, and hanging out beneath a street lamp, that  miscegenation occurs, and an illegitimate bastard named Crony Capitalism, pops its little head out of the birth canal and proceeds to pay Mommy and Daddy back for their illicit tryst, at a murderous rate of interest. And, the only way to keep this type of third rate rendezvous from occurring,  is to end all government regulation that stands in the way of said Capitalists from making as much money as their grubby little yacht can ferry to the Caymans.

But, this type of apologetic, is NOT new. It has been pushed before by the unlikeliest of propagandists, the Apologists for Communism. While Karl Marx was able to conceive of a economic/power system whereby the means of production were centrally planned and controlled, it took the non-philosopher types like Lenin and Stalin and Mao to move the process along from books to bullets, so to speak. And here is where the problems with Communism arose.  It is hard to push the ersatz compassion of from each according to his abilities to each according to his needs when millions are being slaughtered or condemned to various gulags and labor camps.  Even for those who could swallow the twin bo-bos of death and imprisonment, and still mumble something about sacrifices,  the common good, and omelets,  the comparison between Communist and Free Market economies was unsettling.

People behind the Iron and Bamboo Curtains were hungry, cold, and condemned to suffer shoddy goods, when goods could be had at all.  Vehicles, affordable by only a few, were complete pieces of crap, if home made. Meanwhile, on the other side of The Wall, people ate well, sat warmly in winter, coolly in summer, and could afford to trade in their clunker every three years for a brand new clunker! Dead Kulaks notwithstanding, this kind of stuff was giving Communism a bad name. People were beginning to snicker.

Sooo, the idea of Crony Communism (although not called that)  was invented. The trick was to divorce the theory of Communism from the reality of Communism by blaming the problems on the political side.  Communism per se wasn’t bad, it was just the way pure Communism was hijacked by these evil and/or misguided folk like Stalin. What people were seeing in The USSR and Red China wasn’t REAL Communism at all! It was just the perversion of Communism by intercourse with the political class, and if only you could go back to pure laissez  faire economic Communism, free from all that transitional political pollution stuff, then Communism would work like a charm!!!

Now, the same silly argument is being advanced by the Apologists for Capitalism. The last three years, and arguably the last thirty or so years, have been nothing if not a complete indictment of the failures of either under-regulated or stupidly-regulated Capitalism. Mark Rosenfelder (Zompist) wrote of this several years ago, and used the Banana Republic meme so rare then, and so common today.

Economics and Politics are just nicer names for Money and Power.  Perhaps the two were not so intertwined in The Garden of Eden, but outside the East Gate,  past the Cherubum and the Fiery Sword, the two have been getting it on for quite a while.  Read the Code of Hammurabi and see how many of the laws relate to contractual and economic rights. What is particularly ironic is that the damning of Crony Capitalism is pouring out of the same mouths who then turn right around and beg the government for favors! Gee, sometimes the best favor a cop can do for a crony is to just look the other way while a crime occurs.

While rightfully castigating  the recipients of bailouts for having privatized their profits while socializing the costs, or interfering in the process, the same  advocates then plead for the government to interfere in the process, and end  regulations–including  minimum wages, worker’s comp, and pollution laws or, begging for tax breaks to locate their new Widget Factory in the Lucky State or Fortunate Nation, all so that they might make a few extra bucks while passing the costs along to society. I am reminded of Me, as a teenager, begging for the car on Friday night because I was mature and adult enough to be careful and get home on time, and then Me,  locking my bedroom door, laying on my bed with my stuffed animals, kicking my feet, and crying because Daddy said, “No.”

Communism and all other systems where the government has too much power are going to degenerate into the Monstrosities of People’s Republics. Capitalism and all other system where the few have too much power are going to degenerate into the Monstrosities of Banana Republics. I think the Human Race can do better than either of those.

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Bonus: Tito and Tarantula’s “After Dark” – From Dusk Till Dawn

Monday, June 6, 2011

I'm Too Sexty!!! - A. Weiner Parody Song

In An Effort To Outdo Charlie Sheen, 
A. Weiner Rolled His Pants ABOVE His Ankles

I’m Too Sexty – A. Weiner Parody Song
by Squeeky Fromm
To the Tune of Right Said Fred’s “I’m Too Sexy"

I’m too sexty for my wife,
Too sexty for my wife,
Wife’s going to leave me.

Chest. A Gigolo.

I’m too sexty for my shirt,
A flirty extrovert.
(Pssst! Keep this covert!)

And I’m too sexty for this phone
Did I just hear you moan???
Erogenous zone???

Oh, I’m too sexty for my party.
Too sexty for my party,
No way that I’m resigning!

I’m A. Weiner, you know what I mean
And I sext-message chicks on my BlackBerry.
Yeah BlackBerry, yeah on my BlackBerry
I am very fast on my BlackBerry.

I’m too sexty for my job
Sooo sexty that I throb.
I'm my own Flash Mob!

A. Weiner Schnitzel

And I’m too sexty for my Twitter
Such a sexty critter,
And smarter than Vitter!

I’m A. Weiner, you know what I mean,
But I’m starting to fret about a perp walk,
Oh yes a perp walk, please not a perp walk,
‘Cos underage chicks can mean a perp walk

I’m too sexty for my
Too sexty for my,
too sexty for my

He talked To Strangers

I’m A. Weiner,  you know what I mean,
And it might be my turn to do a  perp walk,
Oh yes a perp walk,  a lousy perp walk
They’ll lock up my tush after a perp walk

I’m too sexty for my cats
Too sexty for my cats
Poor pussy poor pussy cats

Midnight, Not A Sound From The Pavement

I’m too sexty for my wife,
Too sexty for my wife.
Wife’s going to leave me.

Am I too sexty for Craig’s List???

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter


The Original “I’m Too Sexy” YouTube Video by Right Said Fred.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Tres Outre' - A Poem

Coiffure de la HedgeRows???

Tres Outre’ – A Poem
by Squeeky Fromm

I thought that I would never see
The FLOTUS looking like a tree!!!

But there she is, with Royalty,
Just standing there like shrubbery.

I bet she does not have a clue
The imagery of her hairdo.

Or how ironic it must be
That it is really he, not she

Who should be seen like potted plant.
For giving in to “Yes, We CAN’T”

For Hope and Change he did not push.
He is The One resembling Bush.

Squeeky Fromm,
Girl Reporter

NOTE:  This poem is based on a beautiful one by Joyce Kilmer, which is short enough to enjoy here:

by Joyce Kilmer

I THINK that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

I Am Thy Fool - A Sonnet For Romantic Obotski

DOWN The Creek Without A Paddle Is A Bad Thing, Too.

I Am Thy Fool
by Squeeky Fromm

How do I worship thy One-derfulness?
Shall I measure slobber by the barrel,
Or celebrate thy Blessed Birth in carol
Circulated free by the Main Stream Press?

Or shall I be discreet, and not confess
Nor speak of fascination so feral?
Hiding away Love’s risque' apparel
As if it were but some blue stain-ed dress.

Yet, when every momentary stutter
Or pregnant pause is cause for happiness,
Must I draw the shades and close the shutter?
There, in Dark, lest thrill’d legs and lips a-drool
Proclaim, in involuntary mutter
For all the world to know. . . I am thy Fool.


Here is the background for this Sonnet. This is from Skookum at Flopping Aces, and you can find all the links to the original story there:

MEGHAN DAUM, a reporter for the LA Times, has once again tried to promote this lost and forgotten cause or at least has decided to give the dead jackass another sound thrashing, by creative use of weak metaphors. In the true wide eyed form of the typical Useful Idiot that caused Stalin the only laughter in his life that we know of, she explains Obama’s apparent speech impediment without a teleprompter as a true sign of genius. Have patience, the Times actually gives her column space for this lunacy.
Admittedly, the president is given to a lot of pauses, “uhs” and sputtering starts to his sentences. As polished as he often is before large crowds (where the adjective “soaring” is often applied to his speeches), his impromptu speaking frequently calls to mind a doctoral candidate delivering a wobbly dissertation defense.
But consider this: It’s not that Obama can’t speak clearly. It’s that he employs the intellectual stammer. Not to be confused with a stutter, which the president decidedly does not have, the intellectual stammer signals a brain that is moving so fast that the mouth can’t keep up. The stammer is commonly found among university professors, characters in Woody Allen movies and public thinkers of the sort that might appear on C-SPAN but not CNN. If you’re a member or a fan of that subset, chances are the president’s stammer doesn’t bother you; in fact, you might even love him for it (he sounds just like your grad school roommate, especially when he drank too much Scotch and attempted to expound on the Hegelian dialectic!).
So the president’s inability to speak fluently without a tele-prompter and sounding like a drunk, according to Ms Daum, is a direct result of intellectual stammering, not to be confused with the more common stuttering that afflicts many mere mortals. Woody Allen, the man who married his daughter, portrays this genius in comedic form and that should help those of us that aren’t sycophants believe the lie. Well done, Ms Daum, your lies are so preposterous that people may be hesitant to laugh at them.
Here is the link to this HILARIOUS and well-written Internet Article, which inspired my Sonnet for the Romantic Obotski—I Am Thy Fool.:

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Homo Patheticus - Moody's Downgrades American Men???

Could We have Two Skinny Girl Margaritas, Please? With The Little Umbrellas?

Like the song in the Watchmen movie says, the “words of the prophets” are written in the commercials. Or something like that???  Soooo, there are two commercials which really bring home the sorry state of the American Male.

The first is a Viagra Commercial, and a 50ish something STUD is toodling down the road in his antique looking muscle car when OMG, he gets thrown a curveball!!! There is STEAM coming out of the radiator!!! He is in the desert and people DIE when their cars break down in the desert. Or encounter all sorts of weird people and end up crashing into bulldozers like in Vanishing Point (1971), which I learned about in Death Proof (2007).

But, not to worry!  This is the “Age of Knowing How to Get Things Done!!! Our hero figures this problem out, all by himself!!! He needs to add some water to the radiator, sooo he pops into a gas station, buys some environmentally friendly bottled water, and takes off the hot radiator cap without a rag or anything. Gee, I am like sooo impressed. My father taught me this when I was 16, plus how to use something to keep the hot stuff inside the radiator thingy from scalding me to death. (I even learned how to change tires and check my own oil. Believe it or not, I have dated a few boyz, who couldn’t change a tire and couldn’t even drive a standard transmission. Or shoot a gun. Or hammer a nail. )

Our modern day Odysseus will return from his journey safe, and into the waiting arms of a love starved Penelope, who he can now satisfy, thanks to this being the “Age of Taking A Little Blue Pill .” Sooo, like I am not teasing men about the problems that come with age, but gee, couldn’t our Highway Hercules have faced a little more difficult problem?  Like his fan belt blowing off and him carving out pieces of his own skin with his Leatherman tool to make a new one??? While hungry PUMAs and coyotes and bears watched hungrily??? (Yes, I meant that kind of PUMA–they are tougher than mountain lions!!!)

Here is that commercial:

Next we have the Be All You Can Be Men’s Wearhouse Commercial, where a dorky looking bridegroom is assured that, with the proper tuxedo, he can look nearly as good as the bride. Is this what American men have come to??? The desire to look as good as their bride???  Here is that commercial, but be sure to have a trashcan or something around in case you have to, uh er, uh, OH, never mind:

Sooo, the whole point here isn’t that women want a caveman necessarily, although many seem to. It’s that Madison Avenue usually has a pretty good idea of what sells. And these commercials are telling you something. Can't you just imagine the focus groups behind these. Somebody hooked up electrodes to the test subjects and found a spike when they said, "You can look nearly as good as her!!!"

Or the AdMen in their cubicles trying to find an automotive problem the solution of which would both challenge, and inspire, the Male Ego sufficiently to overcome any performance anxiety. And this is what they come up with??? Adding a little water to the radiator??? Fascinating, I tell you!!! Fascinating!!!

If you have little boys, let them play with toy guns, show them how to change a tire, and maybe think twice about the earrings. If not, America may get to a point where they can’t make enough little blue pills, if you know what I mean.

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

[Required Disclosure: I have no interest, financial or otherwise, in any grunty little malebeast, and you couldn't give me one on a bet. If you suffer from E.D. (Emotional Dysfunction), please make sure your heart is healthy enough to  return his telephone call. ]

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Clownfish, Lesbian Lizards, and Casey Anthony

Friday Night Happy Hour at Cnemidophorus Neomexicanus Cocktail Lounge, Whiptail, New Mexico

Poor Nemo, the Clownfish. Now he must Find Himself.  Nemo is now an object lesson in transgendering for elementery age school children.

Redwood Heights Elementary School, in Oakland,  is in the hot-seat after the school decided to education students about gender diversity.
 On Monday and Tuesday, students of every grade were taught what the school called age-appropriate lessons about gender differences. Some lessons included all-girl geckos, a transgender clownfish, and boy snakes who act “girly” reports the San Francisco Chronicle

“That’s a lot of variation in nature,” Gender Spectrum trainer, Joel Baum, told the students. “Evolution comes up with some pretty funny ways for animals to reproduce.”

This is not the first time that reverse-Anthropomorphism has been used to explain or justify some aspect of human sexuality and it certainly won’t be the last.

For example, the poor New Mexico whiptails (Cnemidophorus neomexicanus) are an entirely female species of lizard that reproduce by parthenogenesis.  Parthenogenesis is a form of asexual reproduction found in females, where growth and development of embryos occurs without fertilization by a male. They also engage in mock mating behaviour and have the nickname of Lesbian Lizards. Apparently, these girls kiss girls and they like it. A whole lot.

Anthropomorphism is the act of ascribing human emotions and characteristics to animals or non-human things.  It is what made Disney rich. Think Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck here. Reverse-Anthropomorphism, which may be a term I have coined, is the opposite–ascribing animal characteristics to humans. This practice is on very solid ground because like it or not, human beings are part of the animal kingdom. We eat, sleep, breathe, reproduce, and poop right up there with the bears in the woods.

But still, we draw the line somewhere. We have to, or there would be no civilization. For example, no one gives Casey Anthony, who allegedly killed her two-year old daughter, a pass on the grounds that certain animal species kill their young. No, Casey is on trial for first degree murder. Similarly, the “But Spiders Do It!” defense has never been successful for those accused of murdering their spouses. The same is true for rape, killing sexual rivals, and cannibalism. Among humans, these are classified as felonies.

I suspect we are also missing the point on the clownfish and Lesbian Lizards. Both species manage to propagate and reproduce. To my knowledge, with humans, it still takes a male and a female.

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Obotski Kaa Kaa – Just Trust The Government!!! (Lies the Obotski Taught Us, No. 2)

"No", explained Kaa. "It is only snakes in the GRASS you can not trust. TREE snakes are another matter entirely."

Another one of the Lies The Obotski Taught Us during the Three Year Birth Certificate Ordeal, which I am going to rename in a upcoming Internet Article as “The Opaque Years“, is that Birthers were crazy Conspiracy Theorists for not just trusting a certain Hawaiian State Official (Frujinko???) when she confirmed the information on the short form. As I often said during The Opaque Years, I might be wrong, but I am NOT crazy to be suspicious. Well, in hindsight, I was wrong.  However, people do not live in a state of hindsight,  and only have the present and the past to rely on.

AND, based on past history, government officials do LIE, do commit FRAUD, and do MAKE MISTAKES. That is a fact of life. Here are a few examples compiled in 2009 at Washington’s Blog, link below:
 In case you believe that there are only “a couple of bad apples” in the United States, here is an off-the-top-of-my-head list of corruption by leading pillars of American society:
  • Senior military officials stole approximately $125 billion dollars out of Iraq reconstruction funds, dwarfing Madoff’s $50 billion Ponzi scheme (in turn, the looting which is now occurring under the bailout/stimulus programs will far surpass $150 billion)
  • The government-endorsed ratings agencies which were supposed to accurately rate the credit-worthiness of companies and nations committed massive fraud
There are hundreds of similar stories of corruption which have come out recently.
But surely government employees would have done something to stop such corruption if had known about it, right?
Well, actually:
Here is the link:

I have given some of these examples before, including the massive document fraud in Foreclosuregate. In fact, my very first Internet Article ever was about huge lies told by previous U.S. Presidents. Some of the Obotski I have debated with try to recast this healthy skepticism as somehow saying that past lies or frauds by government official PROVES that Obama was engaged in fraud or PROVES that Frujinko whatever was lying or mistaken. Nothing could be further from the truth.

What history PROVES is that it isn’t crazy to consider the possibility of FRAUD, LIES, or MISTAKE.  And therefore, Birthers were not crazy to be suspicious. If you doubt this, ask a Liberal or a Obot about Iraq. The Weapons of Mass Destruction were not uncovered. Were they just hidden very well, or was there FRAUD??? Maybe LIES??? Maybe MISTAKES??? All of a sudden, I bet Healthy Skepticism makes a comeback.

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

BONUS. A Video Of Kaa:

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Dominique - Song For The IMF Head Incident!!!

The Poor Have NO Bread? Then, "Les laisser ME manger!"

The head of the International Monetary Fund, Dominique Strauss-Kahn, was arrested at John F. Kennedy International Airport, accused of attacking a hotel maid and forcing her to perform fellatio on him.

To the tune of Dominique
by Squeeky Fromm

Dominque, nique, nique
I will tell of Dominique
And of his foibles, too
How he took a little maid,
On the hotel bed he laid
Made her play his wee Kazoo.

I will tell of Dominique and I hope you will sing with
Dominique would sing it also but his Lawyer pleads the Fifth!!!

Dominque, nique, nique
Oh she told on Dominique!
Before he left for France.
Now the cops they made it there.
And they stripped his derriere
Seized his underwear and pants.

But Dominque he asked them “Do you not know who I am?
“I am a world wide Banker!” as the the old cell door went “slaaamm!”

Dominque, nique, nique
Oh Mon Dieu! Poor Dominique.
With Bubba in his cell.
Bubba’s house was foreclosed on
With a robo-signed ARM loan.
“Welcome, Dominique, to HELL!!!”

Here is a youtube video of the song, if you don't know the tune:

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Monday, May 23, 2011

Obotski: Forget The Kool-Aid, Just Drink The Tea!!!


After Drinking The Fukushima Tea, Several Obotski Grew Fur, And Experienced Weird Other Side Effects

Well, this is interesting. It seems that:
Heita Kawakatsu, governor of Shizuoka Prefecture issued the “Safety Declaration” on green teas grown in Shizuoka on May 18. Shizuoka prefectural government tested raw tea leaves and blended teas for consumers in 18 locations in Shizuoka for radioactive materials, and the result showed the radiation level was lower than the provisional safety limit set by the national government [500 becquerels per kilogram, raw leaves; 200 becquerels per kilogram, final blend]. At the prefectural government hall, the governor drank a cup of new tea with the growers and declared it safe.
As to the testing of the “aracha” that the Ministry of Health and Welfare is requesting, the governor said his government has no plan to test, because “it will confuse the consumer.”. . .Governor Kawakatsu decided not to test because “if we do something that confuses the consumer, that may deepen people’s mistrust in the government.” He said, “We have tested the tea that will be sold to the consumer and the raw tea leaves, and that’s enough.”

What was that the Obotski kept screaming during the Three Years of Unnecessary National Suffering, aka The Birther Question??? Answer:  “But somebody in Hawaii said it was real!!! She works for the government, so just believe her. You don’t need to see the real thing, because Hawaii says it is real.”
In fact, the Obotski are STILL saying that in answer to anybody who questions all the layers and artifacts in the long form birth certificate. Here is a example from today, from a Obotski website. I won’t link it to preserve the Obotski Blogger’s privacy:
“does the released long form BC hold up to professional scrutiny?”
doesn’t need to, the State of Hawaii states “On April 27, 2011 President Barack Obama posted a certified copy of his original Certificate of Live Birth.”
gives these links
let me repeat that:
State of Hawaii states “On April 27, 2011 President Barack Obama posted a certified copy of his original Certificate of Live Birth.”
should I repeat that once more?
Yep, that is right. The Birther asks “does the released long form BC hold up to professional scrutiny?
The Obotski answers “doesn’t need to, the State of Hawaii states BLAH BLAH BLAH.

Now I will be the first person to say that endorsement by a government or state official as to alleged document fraud, does add a measure of confidence as to the document in question. But for Heaven’s sake, when did Americans, either liberal or conservative ever feel confident to just trust their government with such certainty???

Remember just a little recent history. SEC people went out to Bernie Madoff on several occasions over allegations of fraud and came back and said Madoff was clean. Some regulators recently examined mortgage foreclosure files and said there was no substantial problems. Even now, Geithner and other government officials are telling us the economy is recovering, and yet anybody who honestly looks at the situation can’t help but notice that deficit spending is greater than GDP growth.

There was this person, who was a religious quack person who poisoned Kool Aid and told all his followers to drink it. Most did, and that is where the saying about “Drinking the Kool Aid” came from.  But with what is happening around the Fukushima  Nuclear Plants, I will just suggest that the Obotski practice what they preach, and trust Governor Heita Kawakatsu, and have a nice glass of tea. Who knows, it may even heat the water all by itself!!!

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Bin Laden: The Texas Defense (Your Honor, He Needed Killin'!!!)

You Boys Done Good!!! You Even Threw Away Your Litter!!! (Judge Roy Bean after dismissing the case against Seal Team Six)

It has long been joked about that Texas has a legal defense to murder known as the “He Needed Killin’” Defense. It supposedly occurred in the Old West and the entire trial transcript ran:

Defendant: “Your Honor, he needed  killin’"
Judge: “You got that right! Case dismissed!”

I submit that should either Obama, or Seal Team Six, ever be brought to Court over the double-tap to Bin Laden’s head,  such an action be brought in Texas. Because down here, that defense isn’t really a joke. Allow one minute for the trial. Twenty four hours for the After Party.

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Birtherism as Conspiracy Theory??? (Lies the Obotski Taught Us, No.1)

Orville Obotski, Warning the World About The Birthers

The Obotski have maintained since the beginning that Birtherism is a form of “Conspiracy Theory” in an effort to marginalize the Birther Movement. In fact, the leading Obotski web site is even called “Obama Conspiracy Theories“. According to the Obotski,  Birthers are merely another in a long line of paranoid conspiracy nuts which include The 9-11 Truthers, and Moon Landing Deniers.  Let us take a closer look at this accusation. It is The Birther Think Tank’s position that NOT all “Conspiracy Theories” are alike.

Legally, a conspiracy is defined as: An agreement between two or more persons to engage jointly in an unlawful or criminal act, or an act that is innocent in itself but becomes unlawful when done by the combination of actors. These are “Little c” types of conspiracies and they occur all the time. Yet, the term “Conspiracy Theory” does not attach. What does it take to elevate a run-of-the-mill “Little c” conspiracy into a full fledged “Conspiracy Theory“???

Most dictionaries define Conspiracy Theory as “a theory that explains an event or set of circumstances as the result of a secret plot by usually powerful conspirators.”  Using this definition, it is easy to see how the 9-11 Truthers and Moon Landing Deniers fit the mold. Only POWERFUL conspirators could have pulled these tricks off. After all, there were videos of both events.

But, I would argue that a really good Conspiracy Theory needs at least two more elements to rise above the simple “Little c” conspiracy level.  First, a relatively large number of conspirators to participate in the cover-up activities. Second, the conspiracy needs to be about something important and out of the ordinary which requires a lot of cover-up activities. Once again, applying these criteria to the 9-11 Truthers and Moon Landing Deniers, show they fit easily into this enhanced criteria.

Both 9-11 and the Moon landing were important events and out of the ordinary, and any conspiracy would have required a lot of participants and cover-up activities. It would have taken a large number of active conspirators to plant bombs in the World Trade center, and steal aircraft, and crash them. It would have taken a lot to cover it all up. It would have taken large numbers of active conspirators  to act in the Moon Landing re-enactment, and film it, and design all the props. Plus, it would have required large numbers of silent onlookers willing to just keep their mouths shut about what was really going on, and help cover it up. For example, the people sitting at their computer screens and looking at blinking lights in Cape Canaveral pretending something real was going on.

And, the large numbers of conspirators is one of the things which make the real Conspiracy Theories hard to swallow in the first place, because people like to talk. The more active conspirators and the more silent onlookers  involved, the less likely the story is true, or even possible. Plus, the more activity required to make the conspiracy work, the more people who must be involved.  From the carpenters and electricians down to the people delivering pizzas to them. All this extra activity also make the  Conspiracy Theory seem more bizarre and implausible. With that behind us, let us examine Birtherism to see if ever fit any of the criteria for a genuine Conspiracy Theory.

Birtherism, insofar as it relates to an overseas birth, would have required a fake or phony birth certificate be filed in 1961 in Hawaii. This would have required but two conspirators. One, presumably a grandparent, and two, a willing participant at the Bureau of Vital statistics. Once a fake birth certificate was placed into the files in 1961, it would require little or no further activity from that point forward.  Any driver’s licenses or bar applications or passports would have required no active conspirators or silent onlookers. Yet, the Obotski have repeatedly portrayed Birtherism as implicitly requiring these unnecessary participants.

How much activity would it have taken to pull this off? Not much. No carpenters behind the scenes. No, directors or scripts. No actors or extras. No pyrotechnics or stunt doubles. No criminal mastermind to put it all together.  No, document fraud was pretty easy in those days of 1961. In fact, birth certificate fraud itself is pretty easy. Doubt it???  Here, is a link to a 31 page government report about Birth Certificate Fraud: 

Would faking a birth certificate require powerful conspirators??? Nope. Just a grand parent and a clerk. Would faking a birth certificate require large numbers of people acting to cover anything up??? Assuming a birth in a third world country in 1961 would have even resulted in a birth certificate, maybe a bribe or two to lift it from the files. Such things happen regularly, and are not anything out of the ordinary. But strictly speaking, even this would not have been required.

Would it have required large numbers of silent onlookers to fake an Hawaiian  birth certificate??? Again, no. Was Obama’s birth in 1961 an important event??? Not outside of his family. Yet, again the Obotski take this opportunity to mis-characterize Birtherism as requiring the fakery be tied to Obama’s presidential aspirations 50 years after the fact.  This is a blatant attempt to mislead. Few, if any Birthers, have ever maintained the fakery was done so that Obama might one day be president.  Frankly, I have never seen it set forth that way outside of Obotski scribblings. There were good reasons for Obama’s family to want him to be an American citizen in 1961 which had nothing whatsoever to do with running for president.

Might a politician or two, or some other people, have become involved in this along the way??? It is possible, but not necessary. Only one or two people in Hawaii have ever seen the actual original paperwork. If they were involved in some way, it would only have been 50 years years after the fact, and in more of the cover up role.  And still, the number of conspirators could be counted on one hand. This is less than the number of people who helped cover up Arnold Schwarzenegger’s love child for ten years. Sometimes these things just take on a life of their own for political or other reasons.

This branch of Birtherism, the one questioning where Obama was born, was about possible document fraud. Document fraud is easy. It is occurring now, on a massive scale in our country. Some admit it. Some try to cover it up. Some, are employees of the government. These things have a life of their own.

Summing this all up, it is clear that among the Birthers who questioned whether or not Obama was born in Hawaii, there was never a  need for a Grand Unified Conspiracy Theory to tie it all together. The Obotski who said there was, were simply lying, or carelessly parroting the lies of others.

Squeeky Fromm,
Girl Reporter

[Note: My BFF, Fabia Sheen, proofread this for me and added a few things. Thank you!!!]

Friday, May 20, 2011

The Libertarian National Anthem

Narcissus by Gyula Bencz├║r (1881)
The Libertarian National Anthem
by Squeeky Fromm

(To the tune of “Do Re Mi” from the sound of Music)

Me . . .The Center of the World.
Me . . .I’ll never have enough.
Me . . .The One, it’s all about.
Me . . .Keep your hands off my stuff!

Me . . . Don’t try to take my Dough!
Me . . . Will never be a “We.”
Me . . . It’s MINE, ALL MINE!!! and so,
Everything comes down to Me, Me, Me, Me.

Chorus: To the same tune:

Me. . .Me Me . . . Me Me Me Me.
Me. . .Me Me Me Me Me Meeee!!!!
Me. . .Me Me . . . Me Me Me Me.
Me. . .Me Me Me Me Me Meeee!!!!

Me. . .Me Me Me Me Me Meeee!
Me. . .Me Me Me Me Me Meeee!
Me. . .Me Me Me Me Me Meeee!
Me Me Me Me . . Me Me . . Me Me Me Me. . .

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Note: Also see: Woody Guthrie’s “Do Re Mi”

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Peace In Our Time!!! (or, How Obama Learned A Lesson From Sarah Palin!!!)

Note To Self: Do NOT Say "Blood Libel"

Well, now that Obama has made his major Mid East Speech, it is obvious that Obama learned a major lesson from Sarah Palin:  You can do anything to the Jews except say the words “Blood Libel.”

We know this is true because poor foolish Sarah Palin used those words in a speech back in January 2011 and was savaged by liberal newspapers, liberal talking heads, Chris Matthews, Ed Schultz, and other leftist pundits for a combination of Anti-Semitism ala Insensitivity with a dollop of Stupidity on top.  See this Internet Article if your memory needs a jog:

But Obama learned from this horrific episode. Today, Obama called for the carving up of Israel for it enemies, seeking a return to the 1967 borders. These borders BTW (Which means By The Way) are pretty arbitrary. See this Internet Article by Prof. William Jacobson of Cornell Law School:

Yet, Obama has yet to reap the whirlwind that Sarah Palin did. Because it is arguably far more Anti-Semitic to render up Israel the same way Neville Chamberlain rendered up Czechoslovakia  for Hitler. How did Obama accomplish this feat??? Easy.  He stayed away from the term “Blood Libel.”  Plus, it probably helps a little bit when the MSM (Main Stream Media) has a slobbering love affair with you.

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Sunday, May 8, 2011

I Am My Sunshine - Squeeky Takes Up Ed Schultz's Challenge!!!

Hmmm. What Rhymes With "Narcissistic Personality Disorder"???

Ed Schultz just said:
President Barack Obama, he waves the flag, too. Come on, Nashville! Give me a song! If you won’t do it, we’d like to hear from our viewers. If you have a patriotic song or even a rendition of another song already in the can and ready to go, you can go to our blog at and leave a link to it.
We’ll check them out and maybe even play it on the air, because I think President Obama and the SEALS deserve a song from those fun loving American rednecks in Nashville, Tennessee who love Democratic presidents, and it doesn’t matter who the president is, what color he is, what his background is, what his education is, he’s an American. Give me a song.

Well, MR. ED, you asked for it!!!

Obama:  I Am My Sunshine!!!
To The Tune of You Are My Sunshine
by Squeeky Fromm

I am my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
I make ME happy
Most every day!!!
You’ll never know just
How much I love ME.
Please don’t take the spotlight away!!!

The other night when
The Seal team went in,
I watched the whole thing on TV.
I had my little
Toy gun and holster
Oh, the last word in AWESOME is ME!!!

I am my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
I make ME happy
Most every day!!!
You’ll never know just
How much I love ME.
Please don’t take the spotlight away!!!

And when they shot him
I nearly passed out.
I just kept thinking “Twenty Twelve.”
A headline story!!!
I’ll grab the glory!!!
This is sooo good for my self.

I am my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
I make ME happy
Most every day!!!
You’ll never know just
How much I love ME.
Please don’t take the spotlight away!!!

I think I will go
Up to Ground Zero
And hang around the F.D.N.Y.
My victory lap
Gives Trump a big SLAP!
'Cause this all is about "I" !!!

I am my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
I make ME happy
Most every day!!!
You’ll never know just
How much I love ME.
Please don’t take the spotlight away!!!

I’ll go pin medals
On all the SEAL guys.
Making sure cameras are everywhere.
I might regret it,
Sharing the credit.
But I guess, its only fair.

I am my sunshine.
My only sunshine
I make ME happy
Most every day!!!
You’ll never know just
How much I love ME
Please don’t take the spotlight away!!!


Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Langley: Osama's Computer Full of FemDom & Gay Porn!!!

Osama Needed Tough Love!!!

I just heard from a friend of mine, that the “People at Langley” are just ROTFLTAO (which means Rolling on the Floor Laughing Their A$$e$ Off) because Osama’s computers are full of Femdom and Gay Porn downloads!!!

OH, when this story breaks, remember you heard it here first!!!

UH OH, I hear helicopters. . .

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

The Song of the Deathers - (Is Osama Alive???)

Will He Stumble Across Osama???

The Song of the Deathers
to the tune of “My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean
by Squeeky Fromm

Osama lies under the ocean?
Osama lies under the sea?
We know ’cause Obama done told us,
When he gave his speech on TV.

Cough up! Cough up!
Cough Up the body for us to see!
Cough up! Cough up!
This smells like a conspiracy!

Obama lies about the ocean!
Obama lies about the sea!
We know because his lips are moving!
He’ll never put this one past me!!!

Osama wrapped up in a white sheet?
Osama placed on to a plank?
Osama dumped into the ocean?
We wonder who it was that sank???

Osama is in Argentina.
A CIA safehouse they say.
They’re making new papers up for him.
So he can live in Paraquay!!!

Say Cheese! Say Cheese!
Smile for the Photoshop, won’t you please???
Say Cheese! Say Cheese!
Remember you’re now Portuguese!!!

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

The Little Obot Who Cried "Racists!!!"

The Little Obot Who Cried "Racists!"

The Little Obot Who Cried “Racists!!!
(Based on a story by Aesop)

Once upon a time, there was a Little Obot, sitting alone on the side of a hill. His self esteem needed a boost. So he cried out in a very large voice, “Racists! Racists! The Racists aren’t voting for Obama!”

The other Obotski came charging up the hill, yelling “Racists!” “Racists!” at the top of their voices, too!  But when they arrived, they found no Racists. Just members of PUMA, who were sore about Hillary Clinton not getting the nomination. The other Obots left.  But, the Little Obot felt good about himself, and sooo important.

Later, the bored Little Obot yelled once more, “Racists!  Racists! The Racists are complaining about Obama getting the Nobel Peace Prize!!!”

Once again, the other Obotski came running to help,  screaming “Racists! Racists!” as they mobbed their way to the top of the hill. But when they arrived, they found no Racists. Just anti-war Liberals who were upset that Obama got a Nobel Peace Prize after escalating a war. The other Obots left. The Little Obot had a warm and fuzzy feeling all over.

The Feeling of Responsibility Is Decreased When One Is Part of a Group (Jung)
Later, after the sun went down, the Little Obot tried again. Loudly he roared   “Racists! Racists!  “The Racists are accusing Obama of extending the Bush Tax Cuts!!!”

The other Obotski came rushing up the hill, holding pitchforks and torches, yelling “Racists!” “Racists!” in harmony with the Little Obot.  But when they arrived, they discovered that it was only Democrats and Progressives, like themselves, who were upset about the Bush Tax Cut extension.  Thoroughly embarrassed, the other Obotski turned to go.

Now, at this point, the Little Obot, whose Adrenalin Rush was being under-stimulated by the patient understanding exhibited by the other Obotski, was confused. Sooo, he asked the other Obots, “Three times I have brought you up here yelling “Racists!”, and three times there weren’t any Racists. Are you not just a little bit peeved with me???”
Old Yeller Was The Epitome of Obot Patience
One of the Elder Obots, Old Yeller,  answered. “Of course not. All of us Obots holler “Racists!” every chance we get. At everything  that moves. We are hardly ever right, but “Hey, we’re Obots. It’s what we do!!!

And they all lived happily, if noisily, ever after.

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Sunday, April 24, 2011

My President, the CAR??? (Or, Show Me the BIRTHFAX!!!)

Probably Made in America???

My President, The Car??? (Or, Show me the BIRTHFAX !!!)

Way back in the olden days there was a TV show called “My Mother the Car.” Wiki says, “My Mother the Car is an American fantasy sitcom which aired for a single season on NBC between September 14, 1965 and September 6, 1966. A total of thirty episodes were produced by United Artists Television.

Critics and adult viewers generally panned the show, often savagely. In 2002, TV Guide proclaimed it to be the second-worst of all time, just behind The Jerry Springer Show. In 2010 The O’Reilly Factor recorded its viewers as listing it as the worst show of all time.

Sooo, maybe if think of Obama as a CAR, then the whole Birther Question would make more sense. Because it is like the CARFAX commercials where somebody asks for the CARFAX, and keeps getting the run around from the used car salesmen. (I’ve got something BETTER than CARFAX!!! I have a NOTE from the previous Owner!!! “This car runs great. I promise.”)

Because isn’t this simply what we keep running into from Obama and the Obotski???

I’ve got something better than BIRTHFAX! – I have a PICTURE of the short form!!! (With no verifiable information. Show me the BIRTHFAX.)

I’ve got something better than BIRTHFAX! – I have TWO, count ‘em TWO, Birth Announcements in Hawaii Newspapers!!! (That DON’T say WHERE Obama was born. They just say he was born, and provide his grandparent’s address in Hawaii. What, was he born at their house or something??? Just show me the BIRTHFAX.)

I’ve got something better than BIRTHFAX! – I have a NOTE from some lady in Hawaii who swears she seen it!!! (Great! She says it exists. Sooo, can we see the BIRTHFAX now???)

But, NOBODY can see a BIRTHFAX anymore. It’s Against The Law!!! (What, the President and his good friend, the Governor of Hawaii, are going to go to jail for coughing up the BIRTHFAX??? C’mon! I wasn’t born yesterday. Show me the BIRTHFAX.)

But, some people are happy with the short form and don’t want to see the BIRTHFAX!!! (Good for them! But, I’m not. Show me the BIRTHFAX.)

But, it’s on this Index of Live Birth thing!!! (Good. That means there is an original entry of something somewhere. Show me the BIRTHFAX.)

But, all the SMART people think you’re crazy!!! (I don’t care. Show me the BIRTHFAX.)

And finally, we have the BIG GUN:

But, if you want to see the BIRTHFAX, you’re a RACIST!!! (WTF??? That’s stupid! Show me the BIRTHFAX.)

This is pretty much the situation. And there really are similarities between the TV show, and Obama.  He really is the worst president of all time. Let us hope My President, the Car is not renewed for a second season.

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Stopping By Fund Raiser On A Snowy Evening

There's NO Business Like SNOW Business

Stopping By Fund Raiser On A Snowy Evening
by Squeeky Fromm

The campaign trail is mighty fine,
Milwaukee Perch and fancy wine.
And luckily these Democrats
Will blindly tow the party line.

There are a few aristocrats,
And radical Left Wing moonbats,
Ex-Weathermen, too old to “Boom!”
All seeking jobs as autocrats.

In short, it is my kind of room
Where people fear the Right Wing broom
Next year the Senate too, will sweep.
Unless my fortunes starts to zoom.

Some people wonder how I sleep.
Ten Grand a plate is pretty steep!
For promises I will not keep.
For promises I will not keep.

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Which Came First – The Hookers Or The Johns??? Economics Through The Lens Of Prostitution!!!

Use Of Satyre As A Tool

Which Came First – The Hookers Or The Johns??? Economics Through The Lens Of Prostitution!!!

This question is easier to answer than the famous Chicken and Egg problem first described by Aristotle.  Framing the question in terms of Prostitution gets rid of all the messy  micro-biological and evolutionary distractions related to chicken embryology.

Whither, the world’s oldest profession???   Is this a Trick Question??? Where do we apply the Stimulus??? Both parties are necessary.  Remove either party from the equation and there is no Prostitution. Remove the Hooker, and there is no supply. Remove the Johns, and there is no demand.  But in these days of Tight Resource Allocation, we must carefully select the best way to channel our efforts.

Republicans and  Libertarians, with their love of Supply Side Economics, would argue that Hookers stimulate demand, and that If you supply it, they will come. Simply free up the producers to produce, and the demand will be there. And not just be there, but be there pulsing, throbbing, and waiting for that supply to just EXPLODE.

This is turn leads to all the catering to the moneyed classes. It isn’t simply a vote-buying kind of Careless Love, like the Democrats do on the Down-Low. No.  This is the  deep  “I will name him George, and I will hug him and pet him and squeeze him… ” kind of Love.  No trade barriers, no regulations, just on laisse faire la nature (“let nature run its course” – Boisguillebert.)

Progressives,  however, think that demand is the driving force.  And that demand requires the financial wherewithal to pay for that which is demanded. This is why Progressive agendas focus on infrastructure expenditures, deficit spending,  bringing jobs back to America, and making sure American jobs pay a decent and livable wage. Without demand, from the bottom up, Hookers aren’t even able to have a “Going Out Of Business Sale!!!” (And, OH I am sooo resisting the temptation to wonder at the possible advertisements and television commercials , such as— “Prices so low, we should have our head examined!!!” )

All in all, the Progressive argument seems more persuasive.  Because the underlying demand for satisfaction can be slaked in many ways.  Some, for FREE!  For example, Marriage, One Night Stands, Cold Showers, Friends With Benefits Arrangements, Prayer, Third Rate Romance, Low Rent Rendevouz, or Alimony, can all serve to allay Lust And, what I call the “Onan the Librarian” approach. (A Dirty Book, a Jug of Lotion(Male), [or a Loaf of a Ithyphallos (Female)] and WOW!)

To go beyond those options, and to pay for it,  is a move up to or beyond Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs. In fact, Prostitution directly conflicts with the 3rd and 4th level Needs of Love, Affection and Belongingness and Needs for Esteem, respectively.

Of course, one can not examine this issue without considering PRICE. Fortunately, this Girl Reporter can rely on the work of others. From the TuftsObserver, Muddy Drawers: Sexonomic,  citing Steven Levitt and Stephen Dubner’s book Superfreakonomics:
Superfreakonomics concentrates on the sex trade in the modern United States, more specifically on what the authors dub the “declining salary of prostitutes.” According to the authors, even the lowest-rent prostitutes in the 1910s made what amounts to $25,000 a year in today’s dollars, and women working at the most expensive brothels made over $430,000. Much has changed over the past century, and the average wage of prostitutes today “pales in comparison to the one enjoyed by even the low-rent prostitutes from a hundred years ago.” The book tells the story of a low-rent prostitute today, “LaSheena,” who makes about $350 a week working the streets in Chicago. This, according to the authors, is typical pay for prostitutes in America today.

Why the sharp decrease in salaries of prostitutes? Levitt, a professor of economics at the University of Chicago, attributes this steep decline to a fall in demand. So why has the demand for prostitutes fallen? Are men today less horny than they were a hundred years ago? Probably not. Instead, Levitt attributes this decrease to something else: competition. It is no secret that sexual norms have evolved substantially, especially in the last couple of decades. The Women’s Liberation movement of the 1960s and the proliferation of contraceptive methods during the 1970s (especially the condom and the birth control pill) led to the “sexual revolution” of the United States. The sexual revolution was a period of loosening sexual norms and increasing sexual liberation. What does all of this have to do with prostitutes? When there are less stringent social norms, women are more likely to have sex before marriage. And when more women are having sex before marriage, men are less likely to seek out prostitutes. As Levitt puts it: “Who poses the greatest competition to a prostitute? Simple: any woman who is willing to have sex for free.”

So, Demand wins. Of course, I remember what my Mother told me very  early on,  “Men won’t buy a cow if they can get the milk for free. ” What she forgot to tell me  was,  “No matter how large the Supply of Cows."

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Rejoyce James! Ulysses Lives!!! (And Battles The One-Eyed Monster)

Ulysses Restrained From The Song Of The Sirens

Some Spam made it through the filters on a Forum I visit a lot. It was titled Singles USA For Japanese . Well, I did watch the Matrix Movies sooo I decided to read it and make sure Morpheus wasn’t trying to contact me. He wasn’t, or if he was, I wasn’t having any part of that!!!  (A screensave of the Spam is below.) But some of the phrases caught my eye, like personalized melted wine bottle.  Sooo,  I wrote a poem!!!

Rejoyce James! Ulysses Lives!!!
(And Battles the One Eyed Monster)

by Squeeky Fromm

Tie your Mother down for she must listen
To a Sermon on Relationships.
Overhead an unusual yellow tinted Sun
Draws close Kimonos of Eclipse.

Double Dark now, taking two hits
From loss of Sun and reflected Light.
One Hundred Proof is only Half
As Ulysses stumbles into the Night

Personalized melted Wine Bottles
Droop and sag over tables, surreal.
Gathering Singles offer Sacrifice
While Japanese turn, and sprawl at the Window Sill.

Now from Left Field comes a Single Canoe.
Flirts its way into mossy spring Bank.
And while others round Home Base,
They will never The Batter thank.

Se7en is the Magic Number.
As the Author strategized Policies.
Yet,  the Patient seems to shutdown.
Plans to drain the Skies and Seas

Can you wash your single Unit?
And with a single Handle, Shower?
And rationalize your Personality Profile?
Or surrender to an Enemy Power???

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Here is a Screen Save of the Spam. If you click on it, it gets bigger and easier to read:

A Portrait Of The Artist As A Girl Reporter

Friday, April 15, 2011

Please Admit That You Don't Like Obama 'Cause He's Black

Preparing to Respond

Oh, my BFF Fabia Sheen, who is an Attorney, told me about these legal things called Requests for Admissions, where one side in a lawsuit gets to ask the other side to Admit or Deny something so that the process can move along faster. Sooo, since I write poetry and she writes all this legal stuff, we wrote the following like it was from the Obotski, who are just convinced that the ONLY reason people don’t like Obama is because he is Black and we are just a bunch of racists. OH, do we ever get them back!!! Tee Hee! Tee Hee!

The Obotski Request Admissions Of Racism

by Squeeky Fromm
[Represented and Assisted by her BFF, Fabia Sheen, Esq.]

Unemployment? Ten Percent.
Each Day more get the Sack.
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

Foreclosuregate? White Collar Fraud?
The Bank now owns your Shack.
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

Obamacare? Insurance Hikes
Induce a Cardiac.
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

The Deficit? Each Day it grows.
An Exponential Track!
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

Inflation, DUH? You can’t afford
A Real Meal, just a snack.
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

He stole the Nomination,
Like a kleptomaniac.
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ’cause he’s Black.

Three Wars, so far. We try to guess
The next Place He’ll attack.
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

Illegal Folk, from Mexico
Cross Borders in a Pack.
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

Certificates of Birth, Long Form.
There seems to be a lack???
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

Gasoline? You’ll never get
To be a Jack Kerouac.
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

Transparency? He promised it.
In secret, got a Plaque!
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

MY GOD! The Whole Economy
And Country out of Whack!!!
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

Hope and Change and Yes We Can
Got coated with Shellac.
But Please Admit that you don’t like
Obama ‘cause he’s Black.

Now Comes, the Defendant, Who,
Admits to just one FACT.
That She DON’T Like Obama.
But it AIN’T because he's Black.
see: Supra.

Respectfully Submitted,
/Squeeky Fromm, Girl Reporter
Approved as to Form:
/Fabia Sheen, Esq.

NOTES: Fabia Sheen says “Supra” means “Used in academic or legal texts to refer to someone or something mentioned above or earlier.” So its telling the Obotski to look above for the reasons I don’t like Obama.

Plus, wiki says Jack Kerouac wrote a novel called “On the Road” in April 1951, and published by Viking Press in 1957. It is a largely autobiographical work that was based on the spontaneous road trips of Kerouac and his friends across mid-century America. Sooo, like with the price of gas being $4.00+, nobody is going toodling around Route 66 today.

Plus, too, I wanted to add this verse, But Fabia said it was un-professional:

Sooo, if you think that we don't like
Obama 'cause he's Black
After reading all of this,
You must be smoking CRACK!!!

Tee Hee! Tee Hee!

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter 

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Bring Royalty Back to America!!!

The Top One Percent

Here is another idea how we might fix things in America. It seems that even after an American Revolution where we told royalty where to shove it, there are a lot of Americans who just WORSHIP rich people and think we would all be lost without them. Soooo, maybe this really good idea of mine will help everybody else to see this for what it is, AND, the rich people and their WORSHIPPERS could feel good too!

Why don’t we BRING ROYALTY BACK TO AMERICA!!! What we could do is just hand out the titles by the income amount that is taxed in America. That way, when the regular people want to fuss about the rich people, they will know who to fuss at the most, and the people who WORSHIP the rich, can give more homage to the higher ranking rich people!!!

Here is my idea:

Knight – Over $250,000 to $300,000 per year.
Baronet- $ 300,001 – $ 400,000 per year.
Baron- $ 400,001 – $ 1,000,000 per year.
Viscount- $ 1,000,001 – $ 10,000,000 per year
Earl- $ 10,000,001 – $ 100,000,000 per year
Marquis- $ 100,000,001 -$ 1 Billion
Duke-$ 1 Billion and $1 up

I think this would solve a lot of problems, plus when we need to raise taxes, the poor people who WORSHIP the rich, will not just go into hysterics as much. And this way, you could raise taxes BY TITLE!!! Soooo, like you could have a VISCOUNT Tax Increase to raise up their taxes, without affecting the Barons and below. Or a Duke Tax increase to raise their taxes, but not those royalties below!!!

Plus, it will give everybody who thinks they are better than everybody else something to shoot for! If they are only making $150,000 per year and have some of their money working overseas, then if they bring that back to America, it might raise them up to $250,000 where they can be a KNIGHT!!! Sir Whatever.

Once they have a ROYAL TITLE, maybe the rich won’t be soooo insecure anymore. And tax increases can be seen as a form of status symbol!!! I think this is a really good idea!!! What do you think???

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Skip A Grope - A Parody Song by Squeeky Fromm

Europe After The Rain by Max Ernst

After the stories of the little 6 year old girl getting groped, I finished this parody I started last fall.

Skip a Grope
A Parody Song by Squeeky Fromm

Skip a Grope. Skip a Grope.

Use Greyhound Buses or  mini vans
Keep yourself away from the naughty hands.

Skip a Grope.

Well this beats all that you ever seen.
Standing in front of a big machine
Snapping your picture without a care
You’re as nekkid as a jay bird standing there!

Skip a Grope. Skip a Grope.

Oh, it’s thrown away, but what’juh bet?
Not too long, it’s on the Internet.

Skip a Grope.

You don’t like this? Then go stand in line.
And let some creep fondle your behind.
They feel between your legs as they grope your breasts.
And a Ten Grand fine, so you can’t protest.

Skip a Grope. Skip a Grope.

So listen to the people what they say
It ain’t very funny ‘bout the T S A

Skip a Grope.

Now all us voters are who's to blame.
We ain't put a stop to this stupid game.

Skip a Grope. Skip a Grope.

So listen to the people what they say
No, it ain’t very funny ‘bout the T S A

Skip a Grope. Skip a Grope. fade out

For the guitar players, here are some tabs I found online. It is a easy song to play.

by George Jones  written by Jack Moran and Glenn Tubb

C                   G7    
Skip a Rope  Skip a Rope
   C                                 Am    
Oh listen to the children while they play
    C                             Am           
Now ain't it kinda funny what the children say
Skip a Rope

Daddy hates Mommy  Mommy hates Dad
C                                 Am              
Last night you should'a heard the fight they had
C                              Am     
Gave little sister another bad dream
C                           Am              
She woke us all up with a terrible scream

C                              Am    
Cheat on your taxes don't be a fool
    C                               Am           
Now what was that they said about a Golden Rule
C                                Am   
Never mind the rule just play to win
    C                          Am                
And hate your neighbor for the shade of his skin

C                                           Am    
Stab 'em in the back that's the name of the game
    C                   Am              
And Mommy and Daddy are who's to blame
       C            G7   
Skip a Rope  Skip a Rope
     C                                  Am    
Just listen to your children while they play
            C                                Am
It's really not very funny what the children say
       C     Am     C     Am     C     
Skip a Rope  Skip a Rope  Skip a Rope
Am     C   
Skip a Rope

AND, here is the youtube:

AND, here is a link to the story that got me motivated to finishing this:

I hope everybody enjoys this!!!

Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter