by Peter Boyles | Apr 25, 2016 | Blasting with Boyles
Tick, Tick, Tick… I’m Mike Wallace, tick, tick, tick, I’m Morley Safer, and I’m Peter Boyles, and this is the Glendale Cherry Creek Chronicle version of 60 Minutes.
I’m no fan of network news, however 60 Minutes on Sunday night, April 9, absolutely hit a home run. For the first time on national television, an issue that I’ve been talking about for 10 years, finally breaks the surface. The story of the 28 pages suppressed by the Bush administration and about the 9/11 attack on this country — gets national attention.
As one of the true geeks I read the 838 page Congressional report that’s titled, The Joint Inquiry Report. One chapter was suppressed by the Bush administration, and very, very few people have read those 28 pages. One who did, and has become a friend and a source, is former Florida Senator Bob Graham. In private and public conversations, “If you could read those 28 pages it would change your mind about what happened on that terrible day….”
I have written several times in the past about how George W. Bush, with Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld told the American people that Saddam Hussein was directly involved in the attack on the United States — that’s a lie. Following the tragedy, Cheney, Rumsfeld, and company, made a decision that they were going to invade Iraq. I personally believe they planned it many months before 9/11.
Here’s a very horrible statistic, over 90 percent of young American soldiers involved in the invasion of Iraq believe that their mission in Iraq was to “retaliate for Saddam’s role in the 9/11 attacks.” Many young Americans died, and God knows how many Iraqis, because of this lie. And as you can see today, in all the wounded warrior charitable programs, those wounds will go on forever. It’s clear now that using torture techniques, manufactured intelligence, and beating people into submission, the Bush administration cobbled an invasion.
In fact I’ve read that Dick Cheney and Don Rumsfeld demanded interrogators find cooperation between Saddam and Osama. Apparently, people signed confessions that they were never able to read. All that leads to the invasion of Iraq. So what do we know?
The Bush administration repressed the publishing of the entire Commission report until after the invasion began, and then removed the 28 page chapter that former Congressman Tim Romer said in 60 Minutes: “Even for someone who has all the appropriate clearances, these are tough documents to get your eyes on.”
So what’s there? My best belief is what it really discusses is the relationships between the murderers, the Saudi royal family, wealthy Saudis in this country and wealthy Saudis in the kingdom. One of the things that 60 Minutes did not do, is talk about something that is now known as “the flights.” Prince Bandar, (who some people call Bandar Bush), went to the Oval Office after 9/11 and talked George W into allowing privileged Saudi nationals to get on airplanes and get out of the U.S.
Question, who were these people and why did George W let them go? We know afterward the Bush/Cheney people took others and made them talk. I’ve always wondered what those people in those airplanes knew and when no one else in this country was allowed to fly.
Former Senator Graham has now appeared with Megan Kelly on Fox News, so as the power of the Bush family fades into history, some day we may all know just exactly what those bastards did.
I’ll end it with this. The only person who is running for the office of President of United States that cares, is Donald Trump. Trump said speaking at a campaign in Bluffton, South Carolina, “Elect me and you’ll find out who really knocked down those twin towers.” Go Trump.
— Peter
by Peter Boyles | Mar 25, 2016 | Blasting with Boyles
If you recall several months ago here at Glendale’s Daily Planet, I wrote a column about how $63 million collected by John Hickenlooper and Michael Hancock, in the plan to end homelessness, has disappeared. When that happened almost a year ago, Denver City Auditor Dennis Gallagher said, after auditing the program, “Denver’s Road Home, they cannot determine that the $63 million had any impact in reducing homelessness.”
Au contraire, it’s had an enormous impact in bringing more and more homeless people to the Mile High City. The auditor is quoted as saying we don’t even know how many homeless there are in Denver. The only thing we know for sure is that we spent all the money. John Hickenlooper got the plan off the ground in 2005 telling the citizens of Metropolis he would end homelessness in 10 years. Now, in addition to the $46 million allocated by the city, people donated more than $17 million over the last 10 years. So all you have to do is drive around and see the results of those millions of dollars.
Now do you understand why the National Park Service won’t let you feed the bears in Yellowstone Park? Two principal things immediately start to happen. One is you get more bears, and number two, those bears become reliant on picnic baskets to eat. So now all you’ve got is more bears reliant on more people to take care of them.
It’s also called the bird feeder. You go into your back yard, take your bird feeder (or take $63 million and buy a bird feeder), and fill it up with birdseed. Next put another bird feeder on your deck, in a tree and one on the backyard fence. Then see every day that they’re chock full of nutritious bird seed. Give that about 10 days and Alfred Hitchcock could make a movie in your backyard. Give it another 10 days, you’ll have squirrels, tomcats, weasels, skunks, and if you live far enough west, that’s right, bears. So then what do you have to do? You have to call exterminators, you have to call Fish and Game, and you have to call the cops.
Here’s a wonderful Fox 31 headline, “Denver to clear homeless camps,” are you starting to get the picture? Like your backyard, the city of Denver is taking back its sidewalks, clearing areas around Park Ave., Lawrence St., and other parts of the city. Calling it an unsanitary and unhealthy situation, these homeless camps — you gotta love that — just like the ones you kids went to in the summer . . . “Mommy, Daddy, can I go to homeless camp?” Denver is now cleaning up the bird feeders.
To make things even better, the city has also introduced really, really cool mobile toilets, which I am told fully servicing costs around $16,000 apiece per month, and they’re going to park them around the city from noon until midnight. Each unit will be transported out of the neighborhood each night, cleaned and restocked. I love the picture that they used to promote them, “Hickenpooper Johns,” of a little girl in a ballet tutu climbing the stairs to use the homeless potty.
I know once these are firmly entrenched there will be no drug deals, no one’s going to get beat up, no street sex is ever going to happen inside, and, of course, every mommy is going to pull the SUV over to let little Muffy or Buffy run up and use the potty with Chester the Molester hiding around the corner.
Now after all of this insanity, here comes the beauty, Denver officials have unveiled an $8.7 million social impact contract aimed to rehabilitate 250 people. Now divide 250 into $8.7 million, I have friends working 70 hour work weeks that don’t get that kind of money, and are living their lives and paying their taxes.
Then the next one that comes on the heels of that load of bird seed, another $24 million in federal grants has been awarded to homeless projects. It’s a HUD grant, and most of the money will come to Denver as a federal grant. The Denver Post called it an award. All it really is, is another way to waste money on something that’s already been wasted.
Albert Einstein has been believed to have said that insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Welcome to the monkey house.
To follow up on the public toilet plan, Seattle, Washington, another homeless Mecca, wasted millions of dollars on a public toilet plan because they became ground zero for drug deals and other abuses.
Right around the corner from the Lawrence St. campground, near and dear to my heart, is Step 13, started by the late Bob Coté. The place is neat as a pin, nobody camps, everybody works, and everybody stays sober.
One of the victims of capitalism was standing there as the city workers tried to clean up Michael Hancock’s and John Hickenlooper’s mess, holding a sign that said “Where can I go?” The answer is there were seven empty beds at Step 13 that day. About a block away all he had to do was stay sober and get a job, and he had no intent.
Bob Coté used to say, “They’re killing these people on the installment plan.”
So when you hear or read about a homeless man found stabbed or frozen to death, or alcohol or drug related deaths, thank the Mayor or Governor for killing them on the installment plan.
— Peter
by Peter Boyles | Feb 29, 2016 | Blasting with Boyles
I think it’s fair to assume, historically speaking, that every holiday on the calendar is man-made, man created. If you think of the concept this way, at the beginning of time there were no holidays. I would suspect that when we went from families to tribes, the biggest, toughest member of the tribe would call all the shots on what the tribe did and what the tribe thought was important, and how things were going to be marked.
I always thought that when Mug and his counter tribal member Ug were sitting in a cave and lightning hit a tree in front of them, they were convinced that one of them had done something wrong. This would be especially true when a few months later Ug gets hit on the top of the head with a lightning bolt. That’s when the tribe figures somebody done somebody wrong and the eye in the sky was setting things straight.
We’re here on the doorstep of March and here comes a couple of big holidays, St. Patrick’s Day and Easter. As a little guy, both of these holidays held significance. On Easter you got new shoes and a chocolate rabbit and you went to church a couple more times that week. St. Patrick’s Day, that has morphed itself into green Halloween, was probably the first civil rights demonstration in the new world when a bunch of my relatives marched down 5th Avenue in New York, to snub their noses at the Protestant Yankees.
Question, have you ever had anyone say they’re trying to get rid of the holiday blues around Easter and St. Patrick’s? You’ve never heard anybody say that Easter music or St. Patrick’s music depressed them. In fact, if you’re drinking, Irish music begins to sound Chinese around 4:00 in the afternoon. In fact, with Irish music, you can only do two things. I know people say you can dance to it but that’s not true, you can fight or you can drink but you can’t dance or make love. So much for St. Patrick and, for what it’s worth, Ireland never had snakes. I think they all went to Scotland. Which kind of kills another rumor.
Think now of Kwanzaa. If there ever was a holiday that’s made up that’s Kwanzaa. But give it another generation. Kwanzaa will be as accepted as any other holiday. I see myself as kind of a pre-Kwanzaa kid, but to each his own.
And to further give you ideas about how holidays are manufactured, there are now efforts across this country to rename Columbus Day. Here in Colorado, the charge is led by one of the foremost politically correct greats Representative Joe (Little Joe from Kokomo) Salazar who wants to put the kibosh on Columbus Day. The Thornton Democrat is the head of a growing chorus of people calling for Columbus Day to be renamed Indigenous Peoples’ Day, Native American Day, or Dia De La Roza. Are you starting to get the point?
In the distant future, think of all the holidays we could eliminate: Groundhog Day could become Endangered Species Day, Labor Day could be called Welfare Day, and Memorial Day could be Conscientious Objector Day.
So here’s the $64,000 question, what does the Easter bunny have to do with Easter? What do bunnies, colored eggs, and baby chickens wearing gardening hats have to do with Easter? The Christian holiday that honors the day Jesus Christ rose from the dead? The answer is spring. The time of much sexual activity and birth, and new life.
So when you’re scarfing down chocolate bunnies on Easter Sunday ask your friends what the hell do these little chickens have to do with Easter, or better yet, how about Scientology? It’s the one religion that makes all the others look good. If you’ll buy Zenu, the evil space dictator, you’re good to go on any and all holidays.
By the way, have you ever read what the Hindus believe? Wow. That’s a lot to swallow. So I guess I’ll put on my new shoes, watch my grandson sing in church, and enjoy Easter ham, and a chocolate bunny.
— Peter
by Peter Boyles | Jan 29, 2016 | Blasting with Boyles
A couple weeks ago we all suffered through Barack Obama’s final State of the Union address. No one really has any idea who the person will be to deliver next year’s speech but please, please, please, don’t let it be Jeb Bush or Hillary Clinton. I could probably survive just about anyone else including, ta-da the “Bern.” The Bern, makes a good place to jump off to talk about today’s Denver media. Remember how quickly the Bern surrendered the microphone to a bunch of hacked off women who charged the stage, and the Bern (weenie that he is)is supposed to be the radical who can take on Vladimir Putin, and ISIS?
But, I digress. The present El Presidente proclaimed the state of the union is strong. Well, I can tell you the state of Front Range media is in hospice care (and the cat is just walking into the room).
Let’s take the press first. With the exception of this rag and Ms. Calhoun’s fish wrap, newspapers are dying. The Denver Post each day seemingly can’t get worse, or smaller, continues to surprise even me. Dean: where do you and Greggy find these little scamps that keep writing these stories? We all know you’re not paying your reporters or columnists anymore. Why don’t you just give The Denver Post to Phil Anschutz?
Turning to TV local news, it hasn’t been this funny since uncle Milty, and as the SDS of the ’60s and ’70s all tried to out Mao each other. It’s fun watching these jokers fight it out to who loves the Broncs the most. My vote goes to the pro Ramsey station Channel 9. They can out Bronco everyone while John Bowlen, the self-described “blood of the city” awaits trial in Glendale on domestic violence charges. Let’s see which television stations dare to cover that story.
Last, but not least, comes my home court; radio. Can they screw it up even more? So let’s start with the last place I was fired, Clear Channel, now known as iHeartMedia, which is 20.7 billion dollars in debt. These geniuses managed to destroy one of the most wonderful labor intensive, profit making media groups in the history of Colorado — Lee Larson’s Denver radio complex.
Once Lee Larson, (one of the finest men I’ve ever known in my life) was pushed out of Clear Channel, and replaced by a little corporate button man Pat Connor, the bloodletting began. In a very Old Testament way, what goes around comes around. In November, the Clear Channel assassins took Paddy boy to breakfast and never let him back in the building. As Bob Dylan said, “How does it feel?”
So one of the true greats in our business, Mike Rosen, is gone. Mike got jacked, and frankly, I think Mike just had enough. Good for you Mike, you walked out with honor and dignity.
I told you once before in this column, some days the fish gets to eat the whale. Believe me when I tell you if iHeartMedia had been beating me financially on the KNUS Morning Show they never would have gone to the Kampgrounds of America and replaced Mike Rosen.
Alan Roach, one of the true great voices, was fired. Donna Hendricks, one of the great behind the scenes women in our business, was fired after packing up Pat Connor’s belongings. Stan Kroenke, big time sports owner, has moved into the market. He’s buying AMs and FMs. I wonder what he’s going to do with those markets?
So I’ll end it with this, I don’t know how iHeartMedia will survive, because like ENRON, they’re the smartest guys in the room. I don’t know what’s going to happen to newspapers, local TV news or radio. I’ve spoken my mind about the media. Thank God for the Internet.
Happy Valentine’s Day. I’ll see you on the radio.
by Peter Boyles | Dec 17, 2015 | Blasting with Boyles
Predictions For 2016 Or Why 2016 Should Scare You
Each of the 12 animals of the Chinese Zodiac has unique characteristics; each one corresponds to one animal. Guess which one corresponds to 2016 — the monkey — in fact, the Red Fire Monkey.
My experiences with monkeys have never been good. I was just never able to have a meaningful relationship with a monkey in all my 72 years. I get along well with rats, horses, even sheep and goats, even the occasional snake. But saints preserve us — it’s monkey time, Republican monkeys at that.
So the burning question is what will 2016 bring?
Historians believe there are crossroad years, Epochs, if you would, where history makes decisions — 1941 would be one of the years, 1929, 1861 another, and 1963 following JFK’s assassination. And as frightening as it may sound, 2010 when his father’s Supreme Court decided George W. Bush should be our next president. So here it comes folks, 2016 year of the monkey, when we’re going to make decisions about foreign and domestic policies that will affect us for the rest of my life, your life, and the yet to be born.
The Democrats believe this will be another historic first. We’ve had the first black man, now we’re going to get the first white grandmother. The Republicans are scared to death that if they don’t serve up the Donald, he breaks from the grand old party, runs on his own, and that walks grandma in. We have what some people call the open double, that means the presidential election with no incumbent running in either party, and therein lies the monkey. At some point something’s gotta give.
There’s a war out there. Each day it draws nearer and closer, there’s a body count, there’s insanity abroad, seemingly mindless people presenting the news, worse people heading the country. Again here comes, “the monkey.” In the former Secretary of State’s words, “I’ll run this country in a way that it’s never been handled before.” When Donald Trump proclaims he’ll run the country, he says “wait till I get in office and I’ll show you what I’m going to do.”
Frankly, are you as frightened as I am, when I’m leaning toward Trump, simply because I think it’s going to be fun to watch? With Mrs. Clinton, she and her rapist husband return to fight for inequality for women. We’re almost to the point where Jeb Bush has become, rightfully so, the laughingstock of the Republican Party. I don’t know what you do with the other also Republicans. On the Democratic side, we’ve got an old hippy Socialist who people say went on his honeymoon to the Soviet Union, although it was a guided tour. He seems to want to replicate the French Socialist model in the United States. Gee, we sure need that.
So what to watch for? According to the Chinese historians I have read that speak about the year of the monkey, the monkey is clever, has the passion of fire; great, that could lead to a very deceitful atmosphere. The monkey follows the year of the sheep, which we were told was going to be a very steady year — shows you how much trust you should put in the Chinese Zodiac.
So here we go. You’ll be reading this in January and because of the way the Chinese zodiac reads this year of the red monkey won’t appear for another 60 years. So get ready, another exciting new year is headed your way. I hope the monkey brings you health, prosperity and longevity, but with what I’m watching I wouldn’t count on it.
Let’s hide and watch.
Happy New Year.
— Peter
P.S.: Here’s my Amazing Kreskin moment . . . it’s going to be Hillary, like it or not, she’s going to be your next Potus!!
by Peter Boyles | Nov 23, 2015 | Blasting with Boyles
The Light Goes On In Israel About The Insanity Of Islamic Jihadists
I’ve recently returned from Israel, my third trip to the Middle East, my second one this year. While I was in Israel, terrorist bombs blew up a southern part of Beirut, apparently ISIS bombed a Russian airliner killing all on board, and the terrible attacks occurred in Paris. If you go back even to the attack in the United States on 9/11, I think I can come up with a fairly simple profile of who does these things and why.
As politically incorrect as this may sound, make sure the security people at DIA pay attention as you watch them hoist grandma out of her wheelchair wearing Depends to make sure she’s not a threat. I think I know who these people are.
I got cranked on to Sigmund Freud about the middle of my sophomore year in college, where, as you know, the good doctor believed that almost all human behaviors have something to do with sex. Now taking us back in a time machine to when I was of the age of sexual awareness, playing baseball with some older guys, I was taken on my first sexual adventure. I never forgot it.
The motivating force throughout almost all of my life, and other men who are smart enough, have all been driven by … that’s right, sex. Now it’s believed that young men have thoughts about sex about every 35 or 40 seconds. At the grand old age of 72, I find myself thinking about it every 3 or 4 minutes.
In Jerusalem, the centerpiece of all Western faith, Judaism, Christianity and Islam, I believe the most repressive is mainstream Islam. However conservative Christianity and Judaism share that sexual actions are sinful and abstaining from these pleasures is a part of these beliefs. Note to self, you all remember the religious member of your family jumping up and down about gay marriage as if two men who love each other getting married was going to destroy the conservative religious believers of marriage.
So we begin. Imagine you’re a 19-year-old Muslim male and you’re being taught there’s a promise of 72 virgins waiting in heaven for any martyr of Islam. Over here is the pool of young, sexually frustrated Muslim males with no chance of marrying, having nothing to lose and much to gain. To again make my case, in almost every incident suicide bombers have been historically young, unmarried Muslim men. These men join Islamic groups committed to suicidal attacks on infidels to go immediately to paradise to enjoy the beautiful women there.
That’s why I’m reading Roots of Islam. There’s an Oxford sociologist Diego Gambetta, who says these little monsters have little to do with religion but everything to do with sex. Sex is unattainable for most young Muslim males, but homeboy, if you just hit this little red button the party starts. How can you go wrong?
As for the women in Saudi Arabia or Iran, and other countries ruled by Sharia laws, none have legal or property rights and certainly not full rights as human beings. Dr. Freud was a great believer in all of this being motivating for behavior at that time in modern Vienna. (Note to self, Freud also thought that cocaine was also the answer to all problems).
Bad treatment and no rights for women, and Islam also tolerates sexual abuse of both boys and girls. Another one of the facts that Freud uncovered in Vienna was that these women had been sexually abused, and remember, if you please Allah, you’re a hero. If you destroy the infidel, you become a good boy. An Islamic hero by becoming a brutal killer. Men are allowed to beat their wives who don’t do what they ask. We’ve witnessed sexual abuse of afghan boys by military and police. It’s an interesting conclusion that political correctness will not allow people to enter that room.
By writing this article I will immediately become an Islamophobe, or simply exercising my white male privilege.
I think we’re watching it work itself out. Remember honor killing? When a young Islamic woman can do such horrible crimes as leaving the house on her own, refusing to enter an arranged mar-riage or dressing in ways that the faith deems inappropriate. Now if that ain’t sexual repression, I don’t know what is.
So I leave you with this one at the holidays. Sexual drive is found by most men and women but apparently remains a mystery to Allah, but you keep kids buttoned up and then tell them all they have to do is hit the red button on a suicide vest and its Christmas morning. And I’ll leave you with one more of uncle Sigmund’s statements, “Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.”
— Peter
