NY 26th Race is Called for Hochul

[rightwinger]

The Republican Congress voting to kill Medicare is the biggest political blunder in modern history.

We shall see

 

[Old Rocks]

Wisconsin. Medicare. Social Security. Cutting disaster funds at the very time we are seeing multiple natural disasters affecting hundreds of thousands of our citizens. These wingdings are creating a situation in which the Dems may get everything back and more in 2012. Just hope the Democratic Party can get it together long enough to take advantage of the present insanity rampant in the GOP.

 

[Wry Catcher]

Republican in Name Only is the pejorative used by the New Right, former republicans who have apopted an extreme ideology to influence moderate Americans to vote for extreme candidates. In Western NY, the real Republicans showed up. Registered Republicans outnumber Democrats by + 30,000 and yesterday the Democrat was elected to represent NY's 26th District.

The REAL RINO is not a liberal clothed as a Republican, it is a far right wing callous conservative who spends hours posting lies and ad hominem attacks on anyone who doesn't support their extreme ideololgy.

The vote in NY 26 offers an opportunity for the GOP to remain relevent in American politics. I suspect it's leadership will not, for the far right will continue to ignore the values and hopes of the majority of Americans, they will continue to overrreach and support a form of corporateism alien to the rest of our people.

 

[The Rabbi]

IDIOT defined: Wry Catcher.

 

[JimH52]

Clinton is issuing a warning to the Democrats.

Bill Clinton Warns Democrats On Medicare: Doing Nothing Isn’t An Option

 

[Ringel05]

Republican in Name Only is the pejorative used by the New Right, former republicans who have apopted an extreme ideology to influence moderate Americans to vote for extreme candidates. In Western NY, the real Republicans showed up. Registered Republicans outnumber Democrats by + 30,000 and yesterday the Democrat was elected to represent NY's 26th District.

The REAL RINO is not a liberal clothed as a Republican, it is a far right wing callous conservative who spends hours posting lies and ad hominem attacks on anyone who doesn't support their extreme ideololgy.

The vote in NY 26 offers an opportunity for the GOP to remain relevent in American politics. I suspect it's leadership will not, for the far right will continue to ignore the values and hopes of the majority of Americans, they will continue to overrreach and support a form of corporateism alien to the rest of our people.

Interesting since every non-partisan, unbiased online dictionary doesn't hold to your extremely partisan, horribly biased interpretation.
Go figure.

 

[Wry Catcher]

IDIOT defined: Wry Catcher.

Brilliant Rabbi, what a wonderful counterpoint. So well constructed, so well researched, so well annotated - tell the truth, did CrusaderFrank help?

 

[Anachronism]

Wry, the Majority of Americans couldn't find their ass with both hands if you spotted them the fact that it's below their waist. The fact that our system allows most of these people a say in the government and our society in general is disgusting and abhorant so far as I'm concerned.

Republican, Democrat, RINO, Tea Partier; they're all the same. None of them are actually willing to take a position and stick to it, sink or swim. Until someone comes along who is willing to walk the Conservative talk, it's all a bunch of BS so far as I'm concerned.

 

[The Rabbi]

IDIOT defined: Wry Catcher.

Brilliant Rabbi, what a wonderful counterpoint. So well constructed, so well researched, so well annotated - tell the truth, did CrusaderFrank help?

I awnted to post something you could actually understand, no more than 2 syllables.

 

[Baruch Menachem]

 

[Wry Catcher]

Republican in Name Only is the pejorative used by the New Right, former republicans who have apopted an extreme ideology to influence moderate Americans to vote for extreme candidates. In Western NY, the real Republicans showed up. Registered Republicans outnumber Democrats by + 30,000 and yesterday the Democrat was elected to represent NY's 26th District.

The REAL RINO is not a liberal clothed as a Republican, it is a far right wing callous conservative who spends hours posting lies and ad hominem attacks on anyone who doesn't support their extreme ideololgy.

The vote in NY 26 offers an opportunity for the GOP to remain relevent in American politics. I suspect it's leadership will not, for the far right will continue to ignore the values and hopes of the majority of Americans, they will continue to overrreach and support a form of corporateism alien to the rest of our people.

Interesting since every non-partisan, unbiased online dictionary doesn't hold to your extremely partisan, horribly biased interpretation.
Go figure.

Really? So, you appeal to authority as proof I'm wrong?

Consider:

Appeal to authority

Definition: Often we add strength to our arguments by referring to respected sources or authorities and explaining their positions on the issues we're discussing. If, however, we try to get readers to agree with us simply by impressing them with a famous name or by appealing to a supposed authority who really isn't much of an expert, we commit the fallacy of appeal to authority.

Example: "We should abolish the death penalty. Many respected people, such as actor Guy Handsome, have publicly stated their opposition to it." While Guy Handsome may be an authority on matters having to do with acting, there's no particular reason why anyone should be moved by his political opinions—he is probably no more of an authority on the death penalty than the person writing the paper.

Tip: There are two easy ways to avoid committing appeal to authority: First, make sure that the authorities you cite are experts on the subject you're discussing. Second, rather than just saying "Dr. Authority believes x, so we should believe it, too," try to explain the reasoning or evidence that the authority used to arrive at his or her opinion. That way, your readers have more to go on than a person's reputation. It also helps to choose authorities who are perceived as fairly neutral or reasonable, rather than people who will be perceived as biased.

 

[EriktheRed]

Here's someone else wingnuts like to call a RINO these days:



Paul Ryan: 2012’s Goldwater? | FrumForum

 

[Wry Catcher]

IDIOT defined: Wry Catcher.

Brilliant Rabbi, what a wonderful counterpoint. So well constructed, so well researched, so well annotated - tell the truth, did CrusaderFrank help?

I awnted to post something you could actually understand, no more than 2 syllables.

Ah, a glib retort.

GLIB: "readily fluent, often thoughtlessly, superficially, or insincerely so".

 

[Baruch Menachem]

When my kids were young, I read Kipling's stories to them.

HOW THE RHINOCEROS GOT HIS SKIN

NCE upon a time, on an uninhabited island on the shores of the Red Sea, there lived a Parsee from whose hat the rays of the sun were reflected in more-than-oriental splendour. And the Parsee lived by the Red Sea with nothing but his hat and his knife and a cooking-stove of the kind that you must particularly never touch. And one day he took flour and water and currants and plums and sugar and things, and made himself one cake which was two feet across and three feet thick. It was indeed a Superior Comestible (that's magic), and he put it on the stove because he was allowed to cook on that stove, and he baked it and he baked it till it was all done brown and smelt most sentimental. But just as he was going to eat it there came down to the beach from the Altogether Uninhabited Interior one Rhinoceros with a horn on his nose, two piggy eyes, and few manners. In those days the Rhinoceros's skin fitted him quite tight. There were no wrinkles in it anywhere. He looked exactly like a Noah's Ark Rhinoceros, but of course much bigger. All the same, he had no manners then, and he has no manners now, and he never will have any manners. He said, 'How!' and the Parsee left that cake and climbed to the top of a palm tree with nothing on but his hat, from which the rays of the sun were always reflected in more-than-oriental splendour. And the Rhinoceros upset the oil-stove with his nose, and the cake rolled on the sand, and he spiked that cake on the horn of his nose, and he ate it, and he went away, waving his tail, to the desolate and Exclusively Uninhabited Interior which abuts on the islands of Mazanderan, Socotra, and the Promontories of the Larger Equinox. Then the Parsee came down from his palm-tree and put the stove on its legs and recited the following Sloka, which, as you have not heard, I will now proceed to relate:--

Them that takes cakes
Which the Parsee-man bakes
Makes dreadful mistakes.

THIS is the picture of the Parsee beginning to eat his cake on the Uninhabited Island in the Red Sea on a very hot day; and of the Rhinoceros coming down from the Altogether Uninhabited Interior, which, as you can truthfully see, is all rocky. The Rhinoceros's skin is quite smooth, and the three buttons that button it up are underneath, so you can't see them. The squiggly things on the Parsee's hat are the rays of the sun reflected in more-than-oriental splendour, because if I had drawn real rays they would have filled up all the picture. The cake has currants in it; and the wheel-thing lying on the sand in front belonged to one of Pharaoh's chariots when he tried to cross the Red Sea. The Parsee found it, and kept it to play with. The Parsee's name was Pestonjee Bomonjee, and the Rhinoceros was called Strorks, because he breathed through his mouth instead of his nose. I wouldn't ask anything about the cooking-stove if I were you.




And there was a great deal more in that than you would think.

Because, five weeks later, there was a heat wave in the Red Sea, and everybody took off all the clothes they had. The Parsee took off his hat; but the Rhinoceros took off his skin and carried it over his shoulder as he came down to the beach to bathe. In those days it buttoned underneath with three buttons and looked like a waterproof. He said nothing whatever about the Parsee's cake, because he had eaten it all; and he never had any manners, then, since, or henceforward. He waddled straight into the water and blew bubbles through his nose, leaving his skin on the beach.

Presently the Parsee came by and found the skin, and he smiled one smile that ran all round his face two times. Then he danced three times round the skin and rubbed his hands. Then he went to his camp and filled his hat with cake-crumbs, for the Parsee never ate anything but cake, and never swept out his camp. He took that skin, and he shook that skin, and he scrubbed that skin, and he rubbed that skin just as full of old, dry, stale, tickly cake-crumbs and some burned currants as ever it could possibly hold. Then he climbed to the top of his palm-tree and waited for the Rhinoceros to come out of the water and put it on.


THIS is the Parsee Pestonjee Bomonjee sitting in his palm-tree and watching the Rhinoceros Strorks bathing near the beach of the Altogether Uninhabited Island after Strorks had taken off his skin. The Parsee has put the cake-crumbs into the skin, and he is smiling to think how they will tickle Strorks when Strorks puts it on again. The skin is just under the rocks below the palm-tree in a cool place; that is why you can't see it. The Parsee is wearing a new more-than-oriental-splendour hat of the sort that Parsees wear; and he has a knife in his hand to cut his name on palm-trees. The black things on the islands out at sea are bits of ships that got wrecked going down the Red Sea; but all the passengers were saved and went home.

The black thing in the water close to the shore is not a wreck at all. It is Strorks the Rhinoceros bathing without his skin. He was just as black underneath his skin as he was outside. I wouldn't ask anything about the cooking-stove if I were you.

And the Rhinoceros did. He buttoned it up with the three buttons, and it tickled like cake crumbs in bed. Then he wanted to scratch, but that made it worse; and then he lay down on the sands and rolled and rolled and rolled, and every time he rolled the cake crumbs tickled him worse and worse and worse. Then he ran to the palm-tree and rubbed and rubbed and rubbed himself against it. He rubbed so much and so hard that he rubbed his skin into a great fold over his shoulders, and another fold underneath, where the buttons used to be (but he rubbed the buttons off), and he rubbed some more folds over his legs. And it spoiled his temper, but it didn't make the least difference to the cake-crumbs. They were inside his skin and they tickled. So he went home, very angry indeed and horribly scratchy; and from that day to this every rhinoceros has great folds in his skin and a very bad temper, all on account of the cake-crumbs inside.

But the Parsee came down from his palm-tree, wearing his hat, from which the rays of the sun were reflected in more-than-oriental splendour, packed up his cooking-stove, and went away in the direction of Orotavo, Amygdala, the Upland Meadows of Anantarivo, and the Marshes of Sonaput.

THIS Uninhabited Island
Is off Cape Gardafui,
By the Beaches of Socotra
And the Pink Arabian Sea:
But it's hot--too hot from Suez
For the likes of you and me
Ever to go
In a P. and O.
And call on the Cake-Parsee!


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[Wry Catcher]

When my kids were young, I read Kipling's stories to them.

HOW THE RHINOCEROS GOT HIS SKIN

NCE upon a time, on an uninhabited island on the shores of the Red Sea, there lived a Parsee from whose hat the rays of the sun were reflected in more-than-oriental splendour. And the Parsee lived by the Red Sea with nothing but his hat and his knife and a cooking-stove of the kind that you must particularly never touch. And one day he took flour and water and currants and plums and sugar and things, and made himself one cake which was two feet across and three feet thick. It was indeed a Superior Comestible (that's magic), and he put it on the stove because he was allowed to cook on that stove, and he baked it and he baked it till it was all done brown and smelt most sentimental. But just as he was going to eat it there came down to the beach from the Altogether Uninhabited Interior one Rhinoceros with a horn on his nose, two piggy eyes, and few manners. In those days the Rhinoceros's skin fitted him quite tight. There were no wrinkles in it anywhere. He looked exactly like a Noah's Ark Rhinoceros, but of course much bigger. All the same, he had no manners then, and he has no manners now, and he never will have any manners. He said, 'How!' and the Parsee left that cake and climbed to the top of a palm tree with nothing on but his hat, from which the rays of the sun were always reflected in more-than-oriental splendour. And the Rhinoceros upset the oil-stove with his nose, and the cake rolled on the sand, and he spiked that cake on the horn of his nose, and he ate it, and he went away, waving his tail, to the desolate and Exclusively Uninhabited Interior which abuts on the islands of Mazanderan, Socotra, and the Promontories of the Larger Equinox. Then the Parsee came down from his palm-tree and put the stove on its legs and recited the following Sloka, which, as you have not heard, I will now proceed to relate:--

Them that takes cakes
Which the Parsee-man bakes
Makes dreadful mistakes.

THIS is the picture of the Parsee beginning to eat his cake on the Uninhabited Island in the Red Sea on a very hot day; and of the Rhinoceros coming down from the Altogether Uninhabited Interior, which, as you can truthfully see, is all rocky. The Rhinoceros's skin is quite smooth, and the three buttons that button it up are underneath, so you can't see them. The squiggly things on the Parsee's hat are the rays of the sun reflected in more-than-oriental splendour, because if I had drawn real rays they would have filled up all the picture. The cake has currants in it; and the wheel-thing lying on the sand in front belonged to one of Pharaoh's chariots when he tried to cross the Red Sea. The Parsee found it, and kept it to play with. The Parsee's name was Pestonjee Bomonjee, and the Rhinoceros was called Strorks, because he breathed through his mouth instead of his nose. I wouldn't ask anything about the cooking-stove if I were you.




And there was a great deal more in that than you would think.

Because, five weeks later, there was a heat wave in the Red Sea, and everybody took off all the clothes they had. The Parsee took off his hat; but the Rhinoceros took off his skin and carried it over his shoulder as he came down to the beach to bathe. In those days it buttoned underneath with three buttons and looked like a waterproof. He said nothing whatever about the Parsee's cake, because he had eaten it all; and he never had any manners, then, since, or henceforward. He waddled straight into the water and blew bubbles through his nose, leaving his skin on the beach.

Presently the Parsee came by and found the skin, and he smiled one smile that ran all round his face two times. Then he danced three times round the skin and rubbed his hands. Then he went to his camp and filled his hat with cake-crumbs, for the Parsee never ate anything but cake, and never swept out his camp. He took that skin, and he shook that skin, and he scrubbed that skin, and he rubbed that skin just as full of old, dry, stale, tickly cake-crumbs and some burned currants as ever it could possibly hold. Then he climbed to the top of his palm-tree and waited for the Rhinoceros to come out of the water and put it on.


THIS is the Parsee Pestonjee Bomonjee sitting in his palm-tree and watching the Rhinoceros Strorks bathing near the beach of the Altogether Uninhabited Island after Strorks had taken off his skin. The Parsee has put the cake-crumbs into the skin, and he is smiling to think how they will tickle Strorks when Strorks puts it on again. The skin is just under the rocks below the palm-tree in a cool place; that is why you can't see it. The Parsee is wearing a new more-than-oriental-splendour hat of the sort that Parsees wear; and he has a knife in his hand to cut his name on palm-trees. The black things on the islands out at sea are bits of ships that got wrecked going down the Red Sea; but all the passengers were saved and went home.

The black thing in the water close to the shore is not a wreck at all. It is Strorks the Rhinoceros bathing without his skin. He was just as black underneath his skin as he was outside. I wouldn't ask anything about the cooking-stove if I were you.

And the Rhinoceros did. He buttoned it up with the three buttons, and it tickled like cake crumbs in bed. Then he wanted to scratch, but that made it worse; and then he lay down on the sands and rolled and rolled and rolled, and every time he rolled the cake crumbs tickled him worse and worse and worse. Then he ran to the palm-tree and rubbed and rubbed and rubbed himself against it. He rubbed so much and so hard that he rubbed his skin into a great fold over his shoulders, and another fold underneath, where the buttons used to be (but he rubbed the buttons off), and he rubbed some more folds over his legs. And it spoiled his temper, but it didn't make the least difference to the cake-crumbs. They were inside his skin and they tickled. So he went home, very angry indeed and horribly scratchy; and from that day to this every rhinoceros has great folds in his skin and a very bad temper, all on account of the cake-crumbs inside.

But the Parsee came down from his palm-tree, wearing his hat, from which the rays of the sun were reflected in more-than-oriental splendour, packed up his cooking-stove, and went away in the direction of Orotavo, Amygdala, the Upland Meadows of Anantarivo, and the Marshes of Sonaput.

THIS Uninhabited Island
Is off Cape Gardafui,
By the Beaches of Socotra
And the Pink Arabian Sea:
But it's hot--too hot from Suez
For the likes of you and me
Ever to go
In a P. and O.
And call on the Cake-Parsee!


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Red Herring: Well, not exactly. But an effort to redirect the thead and prevent an open and honest debate on who or what is a RINO.

 

[bripat9643]

Red Herring: Well, not exactly. But an effort to redirect the thead and prevent an open and honest debate on who or what is a RINO.

Here's a clue for you: liberals don't get to redefine a term invented by a conservative to mean "people that libs don't like."

 

[theDoctorisIn]

Red Herring: Well, not exactly. But an effort to redirect the thead and prevent an open and honest debate on who or what is a RINO.

Here's a clue for you: liberals don't get to redefine a term invented by a conservative to mean "people that libs don't like."

Why not?

 

[Wry Catcher]

Red Herring: Well, not exactly. But an effort to redirect the thead and prevent an open and honest debate on who or what is a RINO.

Here's a clue for you: liberals don't get to redefine a term invented by a conservative to mean "people that libs don't like."

Really? Is that a written rule? Link, please.

 

[PLYMCO_PILGRIM]

Republican in Name Only is the pejorative used by the New Right, former republicans who have apopted an extreme ideology to influence moderate Americans to vote for extreme candidates. In Western NY, the real Republicans showed up. Registered Republicans outnumber Democrats by + 30,000 and yesterday the Democrat was elected to represent NY's 26th District.

The REAL RINO is not a liberal clothed as a Republican, it is a far right wing callous conservative who spends hours posting lies and ad hominem attacks on anyone who doesn't support their extreme ideololgy.

The vote in NY 26 offers an opportunity for the GOP to remain relevent in American politics. I suspect it's leadership will not, for the far right will continue to ignore the values and hopes of the majority of Americans, they will continue to overrreach and support a form of corporateism alien to the rest of our people.

thats an intersting take

RINO is an accurate description as it is used now however I do contend that what you say about the uber right who are not conservative in the traditional sense of the word could also be conisdered RINOs. To me true conservatives are closer to libertarians.

 

[Baruch Menachem]

scientific name

Diceros bicornis

size/weight/height

Length: 10'
Weight: maximum 3000 lbs.

adaptations/coloration

Color: skin dull-dark gray
Appearance: color of soil due to fondness for mud and dust baths
Eyesight: poor
Foot: 3 toes
Forage: browser • uses prehensile upper lip • must drink daily • hindgut fermentation allows high fiber diet
Hearing: keen
Horn: most conspicuous • 2 horns • longest horn in front • dense aggregation of keratin fibers (human fingernail)
Legs: short • stout • capable of charge 30 mph maximum
Smell: keen • primary method of detecting danger
Teeth: none in front

behavior

solitary
Bath: love mud and dust baths • provides cooling and protection from biting insects
Movement: morning and evening • midday rest and sleep
Personality: reputation of unprovoked aggression and sudden intruder charging

reproduction/lifespan

Sexual Maturity: male 7 - 8 yrs. (dominant status 10 yrs.) • female 5-7 yrs.
Courtship: male trumpets when female is in heat
Birth Interval: 2-4 yrs.
Gestation: 15 mos.
Young: 1 • about 88 lbs.
Parenting: strong bond between mother and most recent young • young stay with mother for 2 yrs. in wild

diet

Herbivore
Wild: plant foliage
Zoo: alfalfa, apples, carrots, hoof-stock pellets, lettuce, vitamin supplements and leaves and twigs from zookeepers (run excitedly around enclosure when they see zookeeper with choice "tidbits")

habitat/range

savanna • forest • Cape to Somalia






Mostly the definition of RHINO is very much YMMV. Jake Starkey on this site is a good example

He had nothing good to say about any Republican politician alive. And always seemed to be in opposition to all the other republicans here.

Among some here there may be the view that I qualify.