Thursday, November 27, 2014



I'm gonna borrow this one from Rush. I never heard this version when I was in school and I am sure you will not hear it in today's schools.



by Rush Limbaugh

As told in his book See I Told You So Chapter Six: "Dead White Guys or What Your History Books Never Told You," on page 70 Rush explains that the REAL story of the First Thanksgiving is the lesson of the abject failure of Collectivism or Socialism and the triumph of Free Market Capitalism.

The original contract the Pilgrims entered into with merchant-sponsors in London called for everything produced to go into a common store and for every member of the community to be entitled to one common share. All of the land they cleared and the houses they built belonged to the community as well. This is the essence of Socialism. What happened with this early experiment? Their leader William Bradford writes:

"For the young men that were able and fit for labor and service did repine that they should spend their time and strength to work for other men’s wives and children, without recompense. The strong, or men of parts, had no more division of food, clothes, etc. then he that was weak and not able to do a quarter the other could; this was thought injustice. The aged and graver men to be ranked and equalized in labor, and food, clothes, etc. with the meaner and younger sort, thought it some indignant and disrespect unto them. And for men’s wives to be commanded to do service for other men, as dressing their meat, washing their clothes, etc. they deemed it a kind of slavery, neither could man husbands brook it."

Bradford goes on:

"The experience that was had in this common course and condition, tried sundry years… that by taking away property, and bringing community into a common wealth, would make them happy and flourishing — as if they were wiser than God," Bradford wrote. "For this community (so far as it was) was found to breed much confusion and discontent, and retard much employment that would have been to their benefit and comfort. For young men that were most able and fit for labor and service did repine that they should spend their time and strength to work for other men’s wives and children without any recompense… that was thought injustice."

So what did Bradford’s community try next? They harnessed the power of good old free enterprise by invoking the capitalistic principle of private property. Every family was assigned its own plot of land to work and permitted to market its own crops and products. And what was the result?

"This had very good success," wrote Bradford, "for it made all hands industrious, so as much more corn was planted than otherwise would have been . . ."

In no time, the Pilgrims found they had more food than they could eat themselves. So they set up trading posts and exchanged goods with the Indians. The profits allowed them to pay off their debts to the merchants in London. And the success and prosperity of the Plymouth settlement attracted more Europeans and began what came to be known as the "Great Puritan Migration."

Now, other than on this program every year, have you heard this story before? Is this lesson being taught to your kids today -- and if it isn't, why not? Can you think of a more important lesson one could derive from the pilgrim experience?

So in essence there was, thanks to the Indians, because they taught us how to skin beavers and how to plant corn when we arrived, but the real Thanksgiving was thanking the Lord for guidance and plenty -- and once they reformed their system and got rid of the communal bottle and started what was essentially free market capitalism, they produced more than they could possibly consume, and they invited the Indians to dinner, and voila, we got Thanksgiving, and that's what it was: inviting the Indians to dinner and giving thanks for all the plenty is the true story of Thanksgiving.

The last two-thirds of this story simply are not told.

Now, I was just talking about the plenty of this country and how I'm awed by it. You can go to places where there are famines, and we usually get the story, "Well, look it, there are deserts, well, look it, Africa, I mean there's no water and nothing but sand and so forth."

It's not the answer, folks. Those people don't have a prayer because they have no incentive. They live under tyrannical dictatorships and governments.

The problem with the world is not too few resources. The problem with the world is an insufficient distribution of capitalism.


Sunday, November 23, 2014


One of the members of our clan, Vukdawg, sibling of Philistine, celebrates a birthday today.

 The common folk are uneasy when he sleeps within the gates of their cities. This is as it should be. The Spillers of Soup cause men to tremble, women to moan, babies to cry and horses to rear in wild-eyed fright.

This fierce knight has walked through fire, swam through mud, snatched the feathers from an eagle, drank panther blood. Emblazoned on his shield is dpjk.

We hail him as a warrior, noble and true.

He abides in a strange land. Barren waste as far as the eye can see. Which would tend to keep him fierce, I reckon.

Praise not the day until evening has come;
a woman until she is burnt;
a sword until it is tried;
a maiden until she is married;
ice until it has been crossed;
beer until it has been drunk. 

Thursday, November 20, 2014


Can't resist tunes like this, and besides I can leave the post up for a few days 'til I feel like saying something.

Welfare Music:


Papa Come Quick

How Bad's the Coffee?


Wednesday, November 19, 2014


Happy birthday kid, from all the gang here at the Spillers of Soup.

This is the way #2 son rolls:

My art director, Philistine, wants to take time off on his birthday; sez it's in his contract. I am reluctantly allowing this although I warned him it would be without pay. He's probably gonna go down and glower at all the Occupy folks, maybe watch some dumb chicks getting maced or something. He keeps muttering about dpjk but I think he'll be looking at the T&A.

 I can use a guy like that as a political advisor.

Something he didn't include in his resume is, he is a musician. Yep, sensitive, artistic, and talented. I dug up some rare footage of him in a band. He's the mallet guy. Fitting. He got his son involved with music and any day now I expect to see him on the top 40. Yep, Eugenics good, random ungood.

To stay aligned with the cosmic rays of the universe and amplify the sine vibes, thus ensuring the best results, these jumpsuits all have 45 stripes. That is the least we could do for one of our own.

Monday, November 3, 2014


Why? Because I like it. I started playing his music in bands back in the early 60s. Back before the world turned on, tuned in, and dropped out. Back when music was the heartbeat of America. Before the Fall, I think of it. Ach, I'm not gonna drift into anything somber and serious and relevant. I'm gonna spin some tunes.

I tell ya what: you want excellent commentary on the most currentest events?

Go to Remus, he is a sharp guy, thinking cap required. Look at his "Stuff you may want to think about" section;

Go to Van der Leun or Maggies, they are kinda like variety shows but always have content of value;

Stay here and hear some roots Rock & Roll.