The Attack On The Denver Police Monument

The Attack On The Denver Police Monument

Blasting With Boyles

Michael Jackson said settlements out of court do not equate guilt. How many protesters have been arrested in Denver since the Democratic National Convention, Occupy Denver and the attacks on the police monument? Remember, we’ve had two people arrested for a protest on the Denver police memorial for fallen officers. These were “Paid Protesters” — now known as “PPs.”

Boyles 4-15So as we’re told, about 200 people marched from Lincoln Park to police headquarters on 17th Street. The number of PPs isn’t clear but the damage done was more than adequate. These PPs trashed the equivalent of the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, the Vietnam Wall, and the WWII monument. The names on that wall of the men and women, minorities and Anglos, represent men and women whose lives were taken protecting the citizens of Colorado.

To understand why they would do this is beyond my level of comprehension. I’m not the smartest guy in the world but pouring paint on the names of the fallen, desecrating the American flag (later to be denied by police spokesman Sonny Jackson — but more on that later) and writing “F*** the cops” on the back of the memorial is below my IQ level.

Now as we know, Matthew Goldberg, 23, and Robert Guerrero, 25, are out on $5,000 bail. Two days after the attack, Denver police spokesperson Sonny (Santino) Jackson, a onetime 9News cameraman, told a gathering of the Denver press that Old Glory was not desecrated, and that no names of officers were papered on the sides of the police building and the monument to be marked for harm.

Because of my radio show and individual police officers sending us photos sent with their cell phones, we were instantly able to disprove Santino’s claims. On our website, we had pictures of the defacing of the memorial, the flag on the ground, names of the officers that they wanted damaged and one particularly beautiful picture of a Denver police car burning beneath which they had printed “Sometimes dreams do come true.”

Sonny did have his Ron Ziegler moment (you all remember Ron, Tricky Dick Nixon’s spokesperson), and then Brian Maass at Channel 4 obtained a video taken out of the window at police headquarters showing these protesters and one man kneeling down taking red paint out of a backpack and dumping it over the top. These brave men were wearing bandanas to hide their identity. (Dude, where is your strength of conviction?) As Brian Maass said, “This memorial bears the names of dozens of fallen officers,” and from Brian’s video we learned that Denver police officers were inside the building with the doors chained and were looking out the window watching it happen.

For the life of me I don’t how the men and women of the Denver Police Department were able to maintain their cool. Later that week, Mayor Hancock appeared on Mike Rosen’s KOA radio show telling Mike’s audience that it happened so quickly that it was over before we knew it. We are told that that same line was used for Denver’s Mayor Hancock by the girls at Players and Sugar.

So Sonny Jackson lied about the incident to the mainstream press. In fact, on the following week when a vigil was called for people to come to the memorial on a Wednesday, the chief, the mayor and Sonny Jackson went there glad-handing individuals, thanking people for what they do. Hell’s bells. They are the reason it happened. And, of course, like the cover of Sports Illustrated, the Mayor comes out and says, “I support Chief White.” That came the day after the cops’ union asked for White’s resignation. I don’t understand how this city works. I don’t understand how principal media in this city works. These lies and actions of the administration have gone on unchallenged. The mayor will get re-elected. The chief will keep his gig. The television stations will continue to tell you how great it is that Peyton Manning has taken a pay-cut, that Dinger should remain as the Rockies’ mascot, and the hot little weather girl will tell you, “Danger, weather is coming our way.”

What I believe we are seeing in Denver is the Fergusonization of the media. We are witnessing the Denver media turn Jessica Hernandez into Michael Brown of Ferguson, Mo. When they first spoke with the people who they were led to believe were Jessica’s parents, they needed an interpreter. Now they appear in The Denver Post speaking English. We have come to a fork in the road. Michael Hancock is running virtually unopposed, the police are the bad guys, and the thugs are the good guys.

So on May 3 we do our second NC1 Honor Run, a motorcycle event we now do annually, named after Sergeant Dave Baldwin, Jefferson County Sheriff’s Department, killed in the line of duty. This year we are raising funds for John Adsit, the Denver police officer who was hospitalized December 3, when he was protecting hundreds of students from East High School as they marched on the high school chanting a hoax, “Hands up! Don’t shoot!” It never happened. Another fabricated anti-cop statement.

So the next time you are being burglarized or robbed call the ACLU.

— Peter

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A Suicide Pact With Ourselves Political Correctness — A Little Song, A Little Dance

Peter - Lev Trotsky 3-15I was shocked and appalled to read the letters to the editor following my January column on Sand Creek in this newspaper.

One reader told me I was much better as a drunk. Dude, it’s been 30 years since I had a drink. Another letter writer declared that the next issue of this ‘“rag’” will go directly from his mail box to the dumpster because of my column. Finally, a learned physician wrote that ISIL would applaud my reasoning and compassion. The point I was trying to make was political correctness and the John Hickenlooper apology tour only goes so far.

The attacks came under the auspices of political correctness. Let’s review a little history.

One of my favorite Bolsheviks is the young Trotsky who invented the term “politically correct’’as in all good Bolsheviks must be politically correct in the thoughts of Lenin. Note to letter writers, Trotsky, get it? Let’s further romp through history where all the good little Germans had to be politically correct in the thoughts of the Fuhrer and lest we forget the great Helmsman, the Little Red Book shakers. You kids all remember the Red Guard, everybody was lockstep in their thinking.

We have seen this performance before in history where no one dares to speak out. We all must think in the same manner and we all must be politically correct.

Today, political correctness is destroying big media, corporate America and the lives of a number of politicians.

Not to mention Common Core and what all your kids and grandkids are learning in school.

If you notice, the letter writers never said one thing about what I wrote but only that I was a drunk and a trash heap and a member of ISIL.

I did however get a couple of letters from pretty good historians who told me to keep up the good work.

When the left can control the language, as Orwell teaches us with Big Brother, false accusations can be made and charges rendered. We can now expect to have nursery rhymes, instead of ‘“Baa Baa Black Sheep,’’ changed to “Baa Baa Rainbow Sheep.” Remember there’s no such thing as black coffee now.

We have seen many things come your way including “global warming.” Now, when I speak against “global warming” I am called a denier, interestingly enough a term that was applied to people in the Neo-Nazi movement who said the Holocaust never happened. Starting to get the picture?

Cultural sensitivity and political correctness are wrecking this country. I’ve spent almost seven years and a number of these columns questioning who is Barack Obama. As you know, everything historians called bona fides, from a manufactured birth certificate to his college entrance papers, high school papers, social security and draft card numbers have been suppressed.

When I raised that specter (thank you Karl Marx) I’m immediately called a racist, a bigot and a hate speaker. Those are all politically correct charges but not one person supplies the bona fides. Are you getting now how the game gets played?

We are headed toward speech codes, state approved churches and temples and Internet that passes state muster and career ending truthful statements.

So really what is the purpose of political correctness in our society today? One of my favorite people, Pat Buchanan, charges political correctness is cultural Marxism. I can’t argue with that.

We now face a modern inquisition. And punish people who are not politically correct in the thoughts of the progressive left.

To all of you, you better stand to. Dietrich Bonhoeffer was right, they will come for you.

So I’d like to thank you on the behalf of the ‘“old drunk’” and dumpster diver and member of ISIL. You people scare the hell out of me. The time will come, as John Gotti said headed to the penitentiary, you’re gonna wish I was back.

— Peter

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The Plague Years

I love medieval history. Disease was one of the greatest course changers in the history of the world. According to historians when certain diseases hit parts of the world, history is changed.

Boyles - Black Death 2-15One of the interesting parts of the First World War was the arrival of what was called the Spanish Flu. That killed more American soldiers than the Germans. By far. And in fact a lot of people believe the flu ripped through the trenches on both sides. Because as I’m sure some of you know, the Germans believed they were ahead in the war before the flu struck.

When the plagues befell Europe in the middle of the 14th century they came in waves. Black Death and Red Death.

Red Death was smallpox and Black Death was bubonic plague.

If you read the stories of Columbus and the sailors of the 15th century, when picking out crews they looked for pock marks on the faces of recruits knowing that meant they had survived the plague and could go on the ship.

Sea captains were under strict orders never to come into port when they knew they had plague on board and would hoist a yellow flag telling people on shore that they had plague on the ship.

Also since I’m a cat lover, medieval Christians during the heights of plague believed it was brought on by Satan and of course Satan’s handmaidens, witches. And what rode on the tails of those brooms and lived with witches? You got it, cats.

What did cats kill? Cats killed rats. What rode on rats? Fleas. What did fleas carry? The plague. Are you starting to get the picture?

When I was a little fellow growing up in Pittsburgh I got scarlet fever. I have dim memories of it and remind everyone this was before penicillin was available to the average working class person. Today we call it strep but it can become scarlet fever and of course affects almost no one because it can be stopped in its tracks by penicillin.

The old man’s first floor apartment was quarantined by Allegheny County. No one was allowed into the house and I think only my dad would go out to work. One of the stories that was told to me about my mother is the Allegheny County health officials wanted to put me in a ward someplace in a Pittsburgh hospital. A friend of my mother’s said to her, “If they put that boy in that ward he’ll never come off it.” Things were so bad I may have died.

So after stuff like that, being sick, or as we say under the weather, doesn’t seem to be much of a big deal.

I also remember when the announcement came that Jonas Salk had cured polio. Now people won’t believe this but I remember the church bells ringing. I remember people hugging in the street because polio had been put to bed.

When I was in the fifth grade a kid up the street from us got polio. The panic that ran through the neighborhood was unbelievable. I make jokes today on myself that I can’t swim and a couple of reasons are that people believed you could get polio from swimming pools and that the river, which was close to the old man’s house was the wellspring for polio.

My dad never had a quarter for us to go swimming at a public pool and of course we were never allowed by the river. Because of polio I can’t swim.

In the last three or four months everybody I know is sick. In fact the publisher of this paper is also sick. I’ve been sick. And other people are talking about how everyone they know is sick.

You know we’re all going to get over this just as soon as this weather breaks (my mom used to say that).

But one of the things I think we can look at with pride is all the stuff that used to kill us, all the stuff that used to threaten us pretty much has been put to bed.

So now what do we have? We have obesity, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, heart attacks, diabetes, and all kinds of cancers.

But the little guys, like my grandson Liam and Chuck and Julie’s son Rev, will never have to worry like we did when we were little kids or some medieval Englishman about what was waiting for him in the shadows.

We do have good food. We do have clean water and the kinds of things that threatened my childhood will never threaten my grandson’s.

Be thankful. And that guy sitting next to you at work? Tell him to cover his mouth.

— Peter

P.S.: I’ve been sick since Thanksgiving.

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We All Need A Little Christmas Cheer

As a young boy growing up I could catch the Christmas spirit right after Thanksgiving. I attended a little blue collar working class elementary school, William McKinley, and we would sing Christmas carols — remember when you could do that? Such political incorrectness as Silent Night, Little Town of Bethlehem and Santa Claus is coming to Town. There’s now fatwa by the high lord executioners in political correctness that prohibits all such merriment in today’s public schools. All of this good cheer and peace on earth must be stomped out and be replaced by the winter solstice.

So here’s a list of holiday celebrations I knew nothing about as a boy. Hanukkah. Kwanza. Ramadan and, of course, Festivus.

Blasting - Peter ClausSo let me bring a little focus on this time of the year. The funeral home across from the main gate of the steel mill I worked in was O’Neil’s. Run by a bunch of Irish drunks named O’Neil. One of the great things the O’Neils would do is put a live nativity scene in their front yard that consisted of a couple of dairy cows, a couple of sheep and maybe a goat. But I remember being in the sixth grade and from the cradle there was a beam of light that shone at night because this was the bed of the baby Jesus. I snuck under O’Neil’s fence, which was right across the street of the Edgewater Tavern to discover that the micks had put a bare 50-watt light bulb and extension cord in a little wooden cradle and I was shocked to see that a GE light bulb represented the Baby Jesus. Looking back on that I think it was my break point. After that the holidays have pretty much gone downhill.

Here is what I think of the various elements that help make up the yuletide season:

Decorating

I hate decorating. My father and members of his relatives put up a string of lights that would stay there 365 days a year. Plug that baby in December first, unplug it a couple of days after the New Year and neighbors would tell the old man if a bulb was out.

Christmas Trees

I always thought that the tree was supposed to go up on Christmas Eve. It took my brother Jeff to figure out the reason we always got the tree on Christmas Eve was that it was as cheap as it was going to get. Selling a tree on Christmas Eve is like trying to sell a dead cat; no one wanted one. The old man would wait to 6 p.m. on Christmas Eve, go to Allegheny Boulevard and buy a good tree. What are the odds he was not going to get a good deal? By the way, only later in life did I discover that bubble lights weren’t just for the rich people.

Shopping

I hate shopping. I’m not a good gift buyer or giver. I always like women that would do their own shopping and I would just pay for it and of course you can never go wrong with cold hard cash. I’ve written about him before but I had a wonderful Uncle Barnie who was a Seabee and worked on a dredge on the Allegheny River. The greatest gift package he ever gave me was a knife and a cigarette lighter that, when you tipped it upside down, the sailor girl’s clothes came off. For a sixth grade kid that’s the mother lode. A knife and a nude woman.

Fighting

Fighting may not be a standard Christmas night activity for all ethnic groups but it is a venerated Irish tradition. Now the Mayor of Glendale and recent gubernatorial candidate Mike Dunafon and I had discussed and pondered this question. How many times on Christmas Eve did the tree get knocked over? It’s like the Richter scale if you ever saw your uncle fall into the Christmas tree or somebody pushed him in. I’m telling you, that’s Christmas. Fighting is part of that.

The Blues

I know for many it is the most wonderful time of the year, but I find myself suffering once again from the Christmas time blues. I don’t seem to get them on Halloween or Groundhog Day, the Fourth of July or Labor Day. I know I’m not alone and as my friends say there’s standing room only at AA.

Santa

I don’t hate Santa but then again we have the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, God and Jesus. We teach kids they’re all real. But now with a grandson I think it will be most fun to watch him fall in love with Santa.

Let’s recap. How many times are we going to listen to Mariah Carey’s “All I want for Christmas is You.” Do you remember your drunk parents? Remember getting Christmas cards you have no idea who they were from? Living on nothing but turkey-based meals for a week after Christmas?

Once those presents are unwrapped it’s depressing. So I don’t want to be too middle class and we’ll ignore the obvious target of big box stores moving product. But doesn’t every one of us remember when they found out Father Christmas does not exist. Why it is shocking is because your sainted parents have simply been lying to you for the first seven or eight years of your life.

My real problem is that I never did get that pony.

So happy “ramanahanakwanzma. “ No “Merry Christmas.”

Put up your holiday tree and shut up. Remember this folks, Christmas trees are a pagan ritual. Happy New Year.

— Peter

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The Seven Pillars Of Wisdom — American Style

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Are you confused by the United States’ foreign policy in the Middle East? Let’s begin.

 

  1. We support the Iraqi government in its fight against ISIS.

2.         We don’t like ISIS but ISIS is supported by Saudi Arabia who we do like.

  1. We don’t like Assad in Syria. We support the fight against him. But ISIS is also fighting against Assad.
  2. We don’t like Iran. But Iran supports the Iraqi government in its fight against ISIS.
  3. Some of our friends support our enemies.
  4. Some of our enemies are now our friends.
  5. And some of our enemies are fighting against our other enemies who we want to lose.
  6. But we don’t want our enemies who are fighting our enemies to win.
  7. If the people we want to defeat are defeated they could be replaced by people we like even less.

10. Reminding you all this was started by George W. Bush invading a country to drive out terrorists who weren’t actually there.

  1. But are there now.

Now do you understand American foreign policy??

I am currently reading political scientist Andrew Bacevich. He writes, “Since 1980 the United States has invaded, occupied or bombed 14 nations in the greater Middle East. If you’re following along at home let’s count them.

  1. Iran
  2. Libya
  3. Lebanon
  4. Kuwait
  5. Iraq
  6. Somalia
  7. Bosnia
  8. Saudi Arabia
  9. Afghanistan
  10. Sudan
  11. Kosovo
  12. Yemen
  13. Pakistan
  14. And now… Syria

So once again let’s do the math.

Tens of thousands of brave young men and women are wounded or dead. No one knows how many trillions have been lost and no one knows how many people in the Muslim world are dead or how many have become refugees. And I ask you for what?

Pat Buchanan asks that wonderful political question, are you better off now than you were 30 years ago with American policy in the Middle East?

Which terrorist organization do we want to win this battle?

In the news last week, al Qaeda and the Arabian peninsula, who the United States has been attacking for years, (remember the mind of George W. Bush — if you’re a Muslim and don’t like the United States you’re Taliban.) they sent a suicide bomber in an explosive filled automobile into a hospital occupied by Houthi rebels. Remember those boys? Their slogan was “Death to America, death to Israel, a curse on the Jews and a victory to Islam.” As Pat Buchanan says, how do you figure this one?

The Houthis are fighting Al-Qaeda like Hezbollah is fighting Al-Qaeda. Both are Shia supported by Iran which is on our side against ISIS and Syria and Syria is on our side against the Islamic state in Iraq.

I have no idea what this is all about. Can you attempt to understand any of this?

I’ll leave you with this.

George W. Bush’s most compelling evidence for an invasion of Iraq was forged reports alleging Saddam Hussein had been secretly buying raw material to build an atomic bomb. Remember it. It was called the “Italian letter.”

Happy Thanksgiving.

— Peter