Ed Naile, CNHT

Hear Ed Naile every Wednesday morning on WLMW 90.7 FM on the Girard at Large radio show or listen to the archives at Voter Fraud Radio

You Pay Too!

Voters in Strafford, NH shot down an $11 million dollar school renovation plan Tuesday, good for them, but passed a bait and switch warrant article the same day. The bad 2008 warrant article has a long and crooked history. Here it is:

“To see if the voters of the School District will authorize donating some 290 acres to a conservation easement. The school district currently owns 365 unused acres, and the donation will help the Conservation Commission receive a matching grant from the Coastal Estuarine Land Conservation Program (CELCP)”.

Back in 2001 the Strafford School District asked voters to buy 365 acres of land for a new school. The price tag: $500,000.00 over two years. The fact that is was an appropriation over two years meant it required a 60% vote and the DRA disallowed it. After some fancy legal work by the school attorney arguing it was not a multi year appropriation, which it clearly was, the DRA allowed the vote and the school bought the land with what amounts to an equipment lease. Tricky lawyers and tax and spenders win! It only takes a 50% vote for a lease. Lease statutes do not allow land purchases.

But since 2001 voters have not approved building a new school and the school has 364 acres it can not use. So the next illogical move was to donate 290 acres for conservation.

In essence, the school has taken a half million dollars in education money and beefed up the conservation commission with it.

The school convinced taxpayers with a mere 50% vote scheme to support the purchase of much more land than the school could ever possibly use for a school and took it off the tax rolls for five years before giving most of it away.

And now tax and spenders in the Legislature wants to shovel more money to schools from broad based taxes.

Both an income and sales tax would be required to keep funding colossal wastes of money and sneaky spending schemes like this if the state was paying Strafford’s schemes with other people’s money.

Notice how our land conservation friends don’t mind gobbling up education dollars for their own purposes.

The DRA should disallow the Strafford land giveaway for the bait and switch it is.

There will be a second bite at the 11 million dollar school renovation plan with a second meeting. What are the hidden expenses in that scheme?

Vote no Strafford taxpayers!


I Have A Dream Of A Dream Team

This Democrat Primary is getting so exciting, other than the part where I can not stand to look at any of them.

But don’t you love the thought of a “Dream Team” Obama/Clinton ticket!!!

Or would that be a Clinton/Obama ticket?

More like a Clinton/Clinton/Obama ticket or an Obama/Clinton/Clinton ticket.

In any case, a ticket NOT to paradise. Think about it. Would you, if you were Obama (but who else could be Obama except maybe Elvis) want Hillary as a V.P with the hubby, Mr. Boney Fingers, pointing out your every mistake? Not me.

Then there is the “Dream Team” of Hillary, who already HAS a V.P. in the form of the ticking sex bomb. Can you imagine Barak Camelot Obama playing third fiddle to Mr. Fairy Tale?

I have trouble imagining any combination of those three leading the Free World as a team while upstaging each other at any event, press conferrence, or terrorist attack. Do we really need three people with bull horns standing atop the rubble of another city?

I think the comment Hillary made the other day about a Dream Team while she was out on her “I promise to bring back the furniture tour” was just another one of her different personalities trying out a shifting campaign strategy trial balloon.


Old Man In Winter

As I parried and thrust my ten dollar plastic snow shovel at the ice dams frozen on my roof edges it suddenly occurred to me that this whole roof shoveling experience is just like an extreme winter archeological dig.

Right there under the last eight inches of powder is a sheet of ice from a week ago. And under that are several more small snow storms layered upon each other, each a snapshot in time. I even found some pine needles and sticks trapped in the snow from the high winds of a January winter blast.

Then, clunk, clunk, there it was at the end of my shovel! Trapped in a sarcophagus of ice pellets and snow is the first glimpse of one of our five sky lights. Of course it isn’t as exciting as finding a baby wooly mammoth, but as things go, I’ll take it as a good thing - progress.

You would think shoveling the roof might be dangerous, but it isn’t anywhere near as dangerous as walking on ice after a powdering of fresh snow. I found that out two weeks ago when I went out to the car to get a cordless drill – a twelve volt DeWalt. They weigh about three or so pounds.

When my feet went out from under me I landed on my back and split open the back of my head on the ice. No stitches, but it was close.

Two other things happened simultaneously. I chipped a lower front tooth when my teeth slammed together, then smashed myself in the left side of the face with the cordless drill. Why I could have not had the big orange I was carrying in my right hand over my left hand the drill was in but that is how that evening went.

The black eye from hitting my own face with the drill lasted about a week and eventually did work its way over to my right eye a bit, but not that bad. It’s amazing how many people notice your black eye but don’t say anything until you bring it up. Maybe it’s just me this happens to.

My wife got out two ice packs. Did you ever hold an ice pack on your face and the back of your head at the same time? It will make you forget all about any problem it could possibly solve.

Spring would be nice about now.


Don't Count Your Racists Before They Hatch

It seems we have a rash of racists spray painting and writing hate speech and such around liberal campuses in Concord, NH.

Lots of press is involved in getting the anti-hate message out. Authorities are on the lookout for the perpetrators, even the FBI, according to media reports.

I don’t know the parties involved but I do know one thing. Some of these recent racist events have been generated by the supposed victims themselves. It may pay to wait a bit before all the editorial chest beating against racism in America becomes too hard to retract.

More often than not we will soon discover the “racist” wasn’t some redneck with a Stars and Bars tattoo releasing his inner demons, but that it was some youngster from a good family who possesses zero social skills or the young “victim” himself out to claim political points for a cause that is easy to wrap your arms around.

Lots of young people are watching our national primary stage play of supposed adults calling each other names. This particular comedy/tragedy has been going on a bit longer than most. Maybe too much has rubbed off on our young TV viewers.

Just say'n.


W.F. Buckley

With the passing of William F. Buckley our current crop of conservatives have an opportunity to learn from where America’s movement to the right began.

I used to watch Firing Line as a teenager. It showed me in each brilliant installment I was lucky to watch how devoid of any thought the left was. Buckley systematically dismembered his liberal opponents in a time when “intellectual” meant one thing and one thing only - liberal. The exact opposite was and still is true.

Firing Line was on television for over 30 years simply because of the overwhelming deference paid by our media to the moonbat posers who still come up with stupid, unworkable, socialist solutions for every problem or issue our Constitutional Republic faces. Buckley was like some sort of a 17th century knight in argyle armor armed with a laser beam. How could you not watch the slaughter?

William Buckley’s magazine, National Review, was for me, just about the only thing readable in the late seventies and early eighties. I once sent them a solicited donation to keep the magazine afloat financially after the Reagan landslide when they almost went bankrupt with success. Ads had been sold for the printing and mailing of the standard 100 thousand copies they sold at the time but the requests for more subscriptions tripled when people began to notice liberalism had passed and new generation of political thought had begun. You could not often find a National Review in a drug store rack, most readers were subscribers.

And now that Mr. Buckley has passed.

Buckley had a controversial position many people criticized him for and it was that we may have to bear some big government to beat the soviets in the cold war. I would say he pointed out the most important issue of our time. We have grown federal government in an effort to beat communism by starving it economically. Communism did in fact starve and die off. But how much big government can Americans afford after that campaign, and for how long? Dismantling the monolith created over the last fifty years will be the challenge of conservatives in the future, or we will wind up like the Soviets.

Right now in American politics we see Democrats offering up two pure socialists as their remaining primary candidates, both trying to sell themselves as change agents without exposing themselves for what they really are. (The Obama staffers with Che banners in their offices know.)

The Republicans have offered another big government, establishment man who claims repeatedly to be a conservative, knowing there will be no win for him in our current climate without that label. The ghost of William F. Buckley haunts them all.