Twenty-Five

Well, I’ve reached twenty-five queries out for HARDCASE before 'Judgment Day' tomorrow. It is of course my new first person POV bad dude novel. I’ve gotten the usual form rejections without comment totaling six so far, which we’ve all come to expect, but at least those agents send you something. The new standard lately stated on agent contact sites is if the agent is interested you get contacted. If they’re not interested and a few months go by then you can automatically consider yourself rejected – not even a form letter. I’ve been amused wondering how my auto repair business would be if I operated in the manner of literary agents… heh…heh…heh. Hey Sparky, I’ll get back to you in a few months on whether I can fix the Escalade or not. If I don’t… well… maybe you better stop by and pick it up. Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter with tomorrow being the end of the world.  :)

Amazon Publishing

I don’t know much about the inner workings of the publishing universe other than news snippets. It seems the so called ‘legitimate’ publishing world thinks Amazon wants to destroy it with their innovative approach. Agents, editors, and publishing houses all fear Amazon publishing enterprises spell the end for indy publishing houses along with the printed book Publishing Wars. Since all of the above have been squeezing writers and markets according to their own tastes in many cases, I find this Amazon shakeup an interesting paradigm of things to come.

Although a few self-publishing giants have made sales inroads that have even drawn the envy of New York publishing houses, name recognition and a lot of luck still play major roles in book sale success. The writer must have a polished product with a target audience whether doing a 99 cent Amazon self published special or going after an agent in recognized publishing avenues. To achieve success writers must still hawk their wares like a used car salesman with six kids and three ex-wives in either venue as promotion budgets favor established names.

It is obvious with Amazon, Smashwords, and Nook self publishing venues there will be many more writers with varying degrees of skill believing they’re publishing the next ‘Twighlight’ or ‘Harry Potter’. Where there will surely be disappointment there will also be hope… and as happens now – some success. It will mean a heck of a lot more competition for readers’ dollars which will drive the price downward. Earnings will be lower per sale and volume will mean everything. What does all this mean? For most of us… the same as now… don’t quit your day-job.  :)

Taliban Repression in Londonistan

In the Tower Hamlets of Londonistan, Islamist Taliban type repression threads its way into open attacks on the inhabitants still resisting the camel’s nose under the tent takeover of their city Takeover. While women, gays, and non-cooperating Muslims become everyday victims of verbal and physical abuse, the Islamists cry out ‘Islamaphobia’ whenever protests against the creeping stench try to halt the silent jihad. British citizens fed up with this nonsense watch as their police and politicians turn a blind eye to their subjugation. They endure the usual epithets of ‘racist’ and ‘xenophobe’ while cowering in the streets of their own country to jihadists from foreign lands. Any American who thinks this type of crap can’t happen here better start paying attention to our own Detroitistan and Dearbornistan where exactly what’s in the later stages of development in Britain have already begun.

It is past time to demand our government grifters stop pandering to the silent jihad seedlings sprouting up in America. We don’t need an Islamic outreach. America already has religious freedom. We also have separation of church and state, which our politicians seem hell bent on making the Islamists an exception to. The Second Amendment gives us an advantage over the poor subservient British with their way of life under violent siege, but for how long? Between Mexican drug lord armies already having conquered our Southern borderland and the massive influx of non-assimilating Middle Eastern hordes already here, I’m wondering if the rest of us aren’t already looking the camel in the eye with its hooves on our chests. Please, if you’re silently wondering the same thing, don’t bow your head to the government/media elite labeling you a racist because you don’t wish to live under the Taliban. We are not Islamaphobes for wishing to retain our way of life. If the politicians don’t wake up to the fact they have to enforce the laws of our lands on Islamists, they’ll soon find out we’re not in fear of Islam and the breaking point they push us past will end up in crushing Islam.

Son of a... Rat

Apparently, we need Seal Team Six to exterminate a few more Bin Laden rats. In this article, one of OBL’s sons wants to sue the USA for his Pop Rat’s death Omar. Omar is based out of London, and is married to a British pole dancer. Since OBL got dropped off with Sponge Bob, there have been demonstrations in Britain protesting King Rat’s demise. Since numerous Al Qaeda terrorists seem to pop in and out of Londonistan with impunity while mouthing death threats at the rest of the world, it makes me wonder about Britain’s approach to the terror war. Then again, we have Detroitistan on our side of the pond. Word to the wise, Omar – shut your fracking mouth before you get a ‘midnight at the oasis’ visit from the men in black.

Death of King Rat

It has been a whacky couple of days following the news of Navy Seal Team Six’s takedown of Osama bin Laden. The majority of Americans celebrated, and many did so with exuberance. The comparisons of those joyous Americans to the September 12^th, 2001 sub-human, ululating voices in the Arab Street, cheering the fiery deaths of thousands of innocents is an insult in every sense of the word. Not only can’t regular Americans take a few moments to exalt in a nearly flawless military triumph, but now the media and all the armchair generals have to dissect every nuance about how it took place.

In light of that insanity, let’s look at what was overcome. The treacherous rat hid out in a villa right next to a military complex, under the very noses of our supposed Pakistani partners in the terror war. President Obama vetoed a missile strike inside another sovereign nation, because he knew even if there was no collateral damage, the Pakistanis would have hauled out every dead body in the surrounding cemeteries claiming they were killed in the strike. Secondly, and most importantly, he wanted DNA and proof positive we got the rat. Thirdly, no one wanted the rat taken alive for a host of reasons only rose colored glasses wearing idiots can’t understand. Another major obstacle in the decision, that nitwits are calling hesitancy on President Obama’s part to take sixteen hours to give the go ahead on the operation – they didn’t even know for certain the rat would be there.

The bad stuff that could have happened was monumental. Word could have leaked and the Pakistani military could have been waiting. Helicopters carrying our guys could have crashed and burned – one did with luckily no casualties. The whole compound could have been rigged for explosives. Last, but not least, the King Rat may not have been there. I’d say sixteen hours of contemplation was like a split second decision when you factor in all the elements.

Okay, here we go. President Obama orders the strike. Navy Seal Team Six arrives on schedule without detection and serves up one of the most satisfying kill operations in recorded history. They exit the area with King Rat’s body and a treasure trove of Al Qaeda information bounty. In spite of what the Seals knew would happen if they left witnesses, they did not kill anyone they could avoid killing. They left King Rat’s wife and daughter to wail about OBL not being armed and how shattered their lives were now. Oh barf! Anyway, the Seals could have left no other side of the story, but instead they left all the little rats intact – because they’re Americans. The Islamists would have butchered everyone, like they did that family in Israel where they even slit the baby’s throat.

So, the operation succeeded beyond anyone’s wildest dreams, and America took to the streets in wild jubilation – all but the sack cloth and ashes, breast beating, flagellant crowd, who also equate the execution of murderers as heinous, but the infanticide of partial birth abortion a logical choice. Well, here’s my take. Great fracking job! I don’t care if they executed King Rat on his knees begging for mercy. I also don’t care what King Rat’s little rats and wife rat say about the details of his death. I most definitely applaud all those Americans who celebrated this victory without guilt. Please, if you feel so bad for King Rat, go start the canonization process for his sainthood… but do it somewhere in private. As for me, I plan on enjoying the moment.

Osama... See Ya'

'Osama bin Laden was killed by a bullet fired by a United States Navy SEAL during a 40-minute helicopter assault on a fortified compound'

Oh Hell Yeah!