When I was a teenager my hobby was listening to shortwave radio. Some listeners collect postcards from radio stations they hear, called QSL cards. The listener would send the station a report of how good the reception was, and the station would acknowledge with a card.
One of my catches was Radio Peking (as it was known in those days) and they sent me a card. Only the card was not the only thing they sent. They sent me a Radio Peking calendar, a copy of Chairman Mao’s “Little Red Book,” and some pamphlets full of Chinese Communist propaganda. (Mom thought the FBI might come to see me.)
I wasn’t impressed by the propaganda—it was pretty naive stuff—but one thing stuck with me, the phrase “running dogs.” The Wikipedia defines it as:
… lackey or lapdog, an unprincipled person who helps or flatters other, more powerful and often evil people. It is derived from the eagerness with which a dog will respond when called by its owner, even for mere scraps.
Chief among the birther running dogs is Carl Gallups, who cherishes every phone call, every word from Mike Zullo, basking in the reflected light of the “official law enforcement investigation, and validating his importance through the scraps of “information” shared with him. Gallups was a bit more contrite on his last Freedom Friday show, admitting that he only knew a small part of the Cold Case Posse investigation. This after a possible rebuke from Mike Zullo, told to Sharon Rondeau, “The only people who are going to know what transpired as far as this certificate is concerned is going to be me and Montgomery. Nobody else can speak to this, and they shouldn’t.”
From older comments at Birther Report, it appears that Zullo had his own pack of running dogs, but not so many nowadays. While not so public in his activities, Mike Zullo could have been considered the running dog of Sheriff Joe Arpaio (or perhaps minion is the better term for Zullo). Zullo says now, “I feel like I’m in limbo. I’ve basically been abandoned.”
If birthers knew the term, I’m sure that they would be quick to apply it to their opponents, but in fact I pay relatively little attention to President Obama. He doesn’t even give me scraps.
Karl Gall Oops!:”Well, Listeners, we’ve got some face time with Commandeer Mike Zoo Low on the phone, and – yet again, he is not able to investigate his way out of another paper bag he’s stumbled into, and this time he’s in there with a gun that won’t stop smoking, and what appears to be a mouse-trap that’s sprung on his nose!”
Zoo Low:”I t won’t come off. I know without even tryin’. I’m a lead investigator, see? Monty Gummery splained it to me – I need special sooper-sekret software that he developed to get it to come off of my nose, Karl. Software that only works on an Etch-A-Sketch. Our Pie Hole let me buy that container ship full of Etch-A-Sketches from Monty Gummery, it’ll be docking in Phoenix. And, by the way Karl, let me start you off with some breaking news! Here it is – at some point I need to stop buying container ships… It’s like I don’t know what I’m doing.”
Karl Gall Oops!:”It looks to be a standard Victor 50 cent mousetrap, Mike. And Mike, buddy, there’s no navigable waterway in Phoenix. “
Zoo Low:”Well, THAT don’t matter. The container ship Monty said is coming, IS docking here. It HAS to in order to be the first thing he hasn’t lied about. Listen fellow Birthers! If you want to have a case that can succeed, let’s say, as soon as a hundred to three hundred years from now, YOU’VE GOT TO SLOW DOWN! You don’t have my container ship purchase in context. Only Monty Gummery and myself WILL EVER know the context. And if his discovering a deep-water seaport in Phoenix, doesn’t establish Monty’s credibility, then I’m a horse’s ass. And, let’s get this out on the table, I’d wear a horse’s ass from now until Arbor Day if I could prove anything, or even knew what proof was! So remember, you don’t know the context. I DO! Or WILL! And a major, major, major part of that context, IS, that I need to sell 3 more new cars before December first. An…an…and…and… this PAPER BAG I can’t investigate my way out of? Well it’s a NEWSPAPER bag this time, and I’ve had a lot of things to wrestle with, although, okay, just my mustache. Which by the way Monty informs me, is very slimming.”
Karl Gall Oops!:” Mike? Mike, I have to ask, are you recording this conversation?”
Zoo Low: “Look, Preach, at some point I need to stop recording conversations… It’s like I don’t know what I’m doing.”
Karl Gall Oops!:”I hear an echo there, Mike, -seriously, are you recording this?”
Zoo Low:” Maybe. Could just be some of the noises that bounce around inside my head. Monty’s going to fix that for me for free – he says he has software that models brain surgery when I put rare coins into an attached blue box where he says they are vaporized . Not to mention free brain surgery tonic.”
Karl Gall Oops!:” It’s a relief, Mike, to get this fantastic update that vindicates and COMPLETELY confirms your investigation of the Usurper! It’s like we can’t not fail not to know now FOR SURE that you don’t know what you’re not sort of not doing, and how can justice not follow? Have I got that right, Mike?”
Zoo Low:”Exactly, Karl – EXACTLY! But, no, the thing ….. what it is …. ending a Presidency early …. flushing down a usurper …. it’s bigger than any fast car …. bigger than most overly-sized bottles of after-shave lotion …. bigger than you or me or even just my stomach … maybe not bigger than selling three more new cars before New Years, but bottom line? It’s about undo process, Karl. And nothing more or less. Did I mention that I feel abandoned?”
Or he’s trying to convince the suckers that the Melendres subpoena didn’t drain the well (or, perhaps more accurately, septic tank) dry: if all the Sup3r S3kr1t Officious Pretend Law Enforcement Investimigation™ info is out now, then A/Z Day has come and gone, and there’s no need for the rubes to tune in for BREAKING!!! NEWS!!! UPDATES!!!
Nah, too tame: it lacks scatological and/or homoerotic connotations. Plus, they’ve already gone beyond it to full-on “commie” 😉
I think A/Z Day done come and gone and no one noticed.
Radio Peking has really sucky QSL cards, because there were no time and date details on the back.
Congratulations Carl Gallups! You got an honorable mention in the Corporal Zullo testimony transcripts. Whoo hooo! You’ve made the big time. This proves that you really are tied to the hip with Private Zullo. When this whole contempt of court bump in the road of no concern goes forward as a criminal contempt referral, you might want to get your ducks in a row just in case your part in all of this universe shattering evidence comes into question. Good luck Reverend Carl!
It sounds like their goals in responding are pretty far afield from “be good ham community citizens”.
Maybe they reassigned their QSL staff to writing execution orders for one of their many purges.
Like with everything else concerning Gallups, his contrition is insincere.
When Gallups wants to brag about how important he (thinks he) is, Gallup dangles the “universe-shattering” morsels.
When Gallups wants to justify the lack of action, or otherwise distance himself from the investigation, he claims to know very little. It all depends on what he’s trying to sell.
I regularly listen to Gallups (for his Zullo updates), and has said almost nothing that had not been previously disclosed elsewhere. But I acknowledge that not all of listeners are birthers, so it likely new to some of them.
bob,
“I regularly listen to Gallups (for his Zullo updates), and has said almost nothing that had not been previously disclosed elsewhere.”
Listening to Gallups is a painfully difficult endeavor. I find his inability to find the truth and his ability to verbally twist and turn a story to be very troubling. The truth must be very illusive at old Hickory Hammock.