O:Dark in the am.

Damn moving back and forth from DST to ST.
At least I was due for a little extra shut eye.

We humans think we're so smart, manipulating the clock, endeavoring to get a little more work time or play time out of a day.

Truth is we only change our perceptions. The earth still revolves around the sun at more or less the same speed. We spin around on a tilted top, at more or less the same speed each day, month after month, year after year, millinia after millinia, for the last God Knows how long.

Over and Oover.

And we think we're so smart, because of all the marvelous things we can do that previous generations haven't done.........at least as far as anyone knows.


But,

Not one of us can create a sunrise.

Monday Evening

...in the Grotto means surfing the interwebz since Dish Network has hundreds of channels but nothing worth watching unless you pay extra, and I'm such a skinflint that ain't gonna happen.

Found this browsing through Backwoodshome.com

© by Lewis Napper We, the sensible people of the United States, in an attempt to help everyone get along, restore some semblance of justice, avoid any more riots, keep our nation safe, promote positive behavior and secure the blessings of debt-free liberty to ourselves and our great-great-great grandchildren, hereby try one more time to ordain and establish some common sense guidelines for the terminally whiny, guilt-ridden, delusional and other liberal, commie, pinko bedwetters. We hold these truths to be self-evident: that a whole lot of people were confused by the Bill of Rights and are so dim that they require a Bill of No Rights. ARTICLE I: You do not have the right to a new car, big screen color TV or any other form of wealth. More power to you if you can legally acquire them, but no one is guaranteeing anything. ARTICLE II: You do not have the right to never be offended. This country is based on freedom, and that means freedom for everyone—not just you! You may leave the room, turn the channel, express a different opinion, etc., but the world is full of idiots, and probably always will be. ARTICLE III: You do not have the right to be free from harm. If you stick a screwdriver in your eye, learn to be more careful, do not expect the tool manufacturer to make you and all your relatives independently wealthy. ARTICLE IV: You do not have the right to free food and housing. Americans are the most charitable people to be found, and will gladly help anyone in need, but we are quickly growing weary of subsidizing generation after generation of professional couch potatoes who achieve nothing more than the creation of another generation of professional couch potatoes. ARTICLE V: You do not have the right to free health care. That would be nice, but from the looks of public housing, we’re just not interested in public health care. ARTICLE VI: You do not have the right to physically harm other people. If you kidnap, rape, intentionally maim or kill someone, don’t be surprised if the rest of us get together and kill you. ARTICLE VII: You do not have the right to the possessions of others. If you rob, cheat or coerce away the goods or services of other citizens, don’t be surprised if the rest of us get together and lock you away in a place where you still won’t have the right to a big-screen color TV or a life of leisure. ARTICLE VIII: You don’t have the right to demand that our children risk their lives in foreign wars to soothe your aching conscience. We hate oppressive governments and won’t lift a finger to stop you from going to fight if you’d like. However, we do not enjoy parenting the entire world and do not want to spend so much of our time battling each and every little tyrant with a military uniform and funny hat. ARTICLE IX: You don’t have the right to a job. All of us sure want you to have one, and will gladly help you along in hard times, but we expect you to take advantage of the opportunities in education and vocational training laid before you to make yourself useful. ARTICLE X: You do not have the right to happiness. Being an American means that you have the right to pursue happiness—which by the way, is a lot easier if you are unencumbered by an overabundance of idiotic laws created by those of you who were confused by the Bill of Rights.

I kinda think these ten should have been appended to the original from the get go.

Maybe then there would have been less temptation to spin that precious document.

For those who aren't aware

For those who might have never had this experience come up.... a word of wisdom.

Never mistake a laxative pill for your allergy pill.........(especially since you had already taken one Senacot that morning),
just before going down to Bonna Bella Yatch Club for an Oyster Roast and Low Country Boil.

Most Especially, if you are going to eat about 3 dozen oysters and then the Boil. There were 400 lbs. of oysters for about 40 people. Even discounting the shells, you do the math.

Nothing holy about the S***s I had this morning.

But the weekend with fellow bird men from a little war game in SE Asia 40 years ago made any discomfort worth it all.

Surprisingly, none of us had changed one bit.

Food For Thought

".....supreme absolute power is originally and ultimately in the people; and they never did in fact freely, nor can they rightfully make an absolute, unlimited renunciation of this divine right.” We the people of these United States are the masters, not the servants to a government which believes it is the sole decider of what powers it will wield. It may be true that the justice system has failed us, that we have no legal means of overturning unconstitutional laws and infringements upon our rights, we do have the right, and the authority, to simply disobey those laws that clearly overstep the express powers granted our government."

James Otis in 1764

“When a well-packaged web of lies has been sold gradually to the masses over generations, the truth will seem utterly preposterous and its speaker a raving lunatic.”

Dresden James

RTWT

Love to hear your thoughts.

I'm prob'ly a little biased......

Well, hell, I know I am, but it is my WCO (well considered opinion) that folks what have been sent to places where they, and their close co-workers, are considered targets of opportunity and shot at with frequency, and real intent to do bodily harm, develop, should they survive, a high degree of logic and rationality. To whit: don't stick your head up, you fool, if you want to keep it attached to your shoulders. .. Don't fly over there by that patch of bamboo 'cause there's people who want to kill us over there.

such as that.

So that when I read carefully thought out reasoning from one of them, I pretty much pay a bit more attention that what I hear come out of politician's mouths or the boob tube or pretty much anything someone who is considered a big shot in holly wood.

Things such as this about fighting the so called WOD (war on drugs).

"A couple of things you might do to persuade Mexico that you really want to do your part.

First, why don’t you put a youngish DEA guy, or gal, in each of about ten universities chosen at random: say, Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Harvard Medical, Julliard, Haverford, Berkeley, UCLA, and Dartmouth. (I say they’re random). See, young agents could rig their apartments for sound and video. In six months you could arrest hundreds of children of senators, Fortune Five Hundred CEOs, and people high in the Executive branch. You could give them the same sentences that slum blacks get. Think of the headlines: “Senator’s Kid Gets Five Years in the General Population in Leavenworth.” Is that a concept or what?"

RTWT

Like Conspiracy Theories??

Try this one on for size.We have all been fooled into thinking that teh ONe, teh MIGHty, teh Omnipotent ONe, he of the IMMAculate ELEction..........Lord MOst HIgh Barrack Hussein OBama.

Barry O as he's know to Oprah and OTHers, does not, in fact, know what the Hell he's doing.

We point and giggle wildly as effort after effort goes into stimulating and masticating the EcOnomy

.Time after time we watch as he vows to TAx UnTo DeaTH those eVil Millionaires and BILLionAires, what with their private JETS and ILL gotten Lucre they got by oppressing the working Man and Woman, whether they actually have a job and pay taxes or not.

No, No, my friends.

His dastardly plan all along is to do all these stupid things, chant meaningless campaign slogans that somebody wrote and he read off of a teleprompter..........

And then see how many mindless myrmidons would actually cast their ballot for him the second time.

You see he's secretly a closet Randian. A worshiper at the alter of Libertarianism and Objectivism in the Ayn Rand tradition.

After the next election a list of Deamoncratic Voters will be forged from the supposedly SEcRet ballots, enabling a very specialized team of eliminators to quietly, furtively go about the business of wiping from existence those liBeraL voters, root and branch, meaning them and their offspring both, thereby ridding our proud Democracy of the Contagion of Stupid.

Best be careful which button you push in 2012.

Noodling down the highway of life today...

... on the way to Home Depot for a pine board and small box of deck screws, I put the Red Ram on auto pilot and gave a bit of thought to the fact that I'll soon (within a year) be able to apply for my Sociable Security. Doesn't hardly seem possible that I've lived this long. Some times I get to thinking that I should have lived a little more and not worried about the long thing.

I know most people looking into my life would suggest that I should have worked a little harder.

Me.......eh, I don't know about that. What I should have done is worked a little smarter.

Still......I've done a lot of different things and have discovered lots of ways not to do a thing or two.

Still the idea of getting my Sociable desserts causes me to ponder.

People say Social Security is broke and the younger generation will never be able to draw from it.

They say that the gubbermint has raided the fund and spent it long ago, leaving nothing but I.O.U's behind, locked away in a filing cabinet some where in an office building in Virginia.

They say that for every recipient these days that there are less than two workers contributing, and, with fewer workers feeding money into the trough, we pigs swilling out the other end are gonna get pretty skinny pretty soon.

So........I've come up with a way to save Social Security and put it on a solid foundation now and into the future.

Hold your applause and cheers for after the presentation please, as the sooner I get this plan into print the sooner we can all start living the life we so richly deserve. (besides, once you read the plan your cheers and applause will be so much greater. (notice how I delayed gratification 'til later so as to reap so much more in the future?)

Since we have all those I.O.U. in the Vault, which indicates somebody, supposedly the gubbermint, owes on them, why don't we just have the gubbermint print up enough money to pay them off, adding of course the interest that they supposedly would have earned since the first I.O.U. was written.

This should amount to a goodly sum.

Then we have Warren Buffet invest it for us. This should earn more than enough to allow all us old geezers like me to get a nice monthly check.

Alternatively we could take the supposed amount in the Trust Fund as of 2011, which is 2.600,000,000,000.00 divide it by the approximate total adults in the US which is somewhere around 229,182,000. This would give all adults approximately $11,340.90, which we pay to everyone immediately, end Social Security at once and let us do what we will with the money, whether it be play the Lottery, buy gold and silver, guns and bullets, beer and flat screen TV's, or I suppose you could invest it in some company or other.

Those not adults will be responsible for their own old age with no government intervention and no taxes when they get ready to retire.

The trick is that we would then be responsible for our own future and we'd know for sure what kind of a scam the gubbermint has been running all these years, and only the liberals would ever part with any money to the government to hold and manage for them.

I'll take mine in cash please..........then I'd open a currency trading account and bet against the $ every time. Which I would do from a small estancia in the hills of El Salvadore, just close enough to town to get internet service.

And of course a nubile young Latino Lady to cook my breakfast.

Whither Now?

After all the MMM's (moronic mass media) crocodile tears and wailing of the weekend just past, we need to take a few moments to engage in a bit of quiet reflection on the past 10 years.

I know what I think. You know what you think. Maybe we need to do a little 'outside of the boxes' thinking, and consider what paradigm we'll operate under going forward.

With a hat tip to Yabu , may I second the motion to go read this.

In an Age of Fops and Toys

Consider for a moment, quietly, silently, those young, and sometimes older, men and women who for the past 10 years have volunteered, each for their own reason, to join, fight and sometime die, or come home less than whole in either their bodies or minds, for the Idea of The United States of America, Freedom and Liberty from fear or danger.

Home to a country who's people support and honor them, but, who's politicians (a more derogatory term I cannot think of) spend them uselessly in foreign lands, spending the wealth of their blood and minds, as well as the wealth we could use at home, for personal and political gain.

When will we awaken, and like the giants who founded this Republic, throw off the shackles they use to keep us quiescent?


In an Age of Fops and Toys
By: Ralph Waldo Emerson

In an age of fops and toys,
Wanting wisdom, void of right,
Who shall nerve heroic boys
To hazard all in Freedom’s fight,—
Break sharply off their jolly games,
Forsake their comrades gay
And quit proud homes and youthful dames
For famine, toil and fray?
Yet on the nimble air benign
Speed nimbler messages,
That waft the breath of grace divine
To hearts in sloth and ease.
So nigh is grandeur to our dust,
So near is God to man,
When Duty whispers low, Thou must,
The youth replies, I can.

Sunday Morning coming down.

Like hearing that Pres. Kennedy was shot, that man had stepped on the surface of the moon, like remembering when our children were born (though not always the correct dates)......

So too, I shall probably always remember where I was upon first hearing that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. (at least until the dementia progresses farther along than has so far been the case)

It's been a long ten years. Lots of changes. They (changes) come more and more quickly. I've long since been left in the dust. But, we endure, because, well, because one must.

The days and nights following 9/11 were tough on me. I say that not to elicit sympathy........it's simply the truth.

The brightest moment came...possible the brightest moment ever.......with the response below from my daughter, to an email I sent out to friends and family, (which is even farther below).

These will always be my memories of September 11, 2001.



Well....I debated on forwarding this because it is a personal message from my dad sent to family and friends. With my emotions on a roller coaster as I'm sure everyone's are - it did me a world of good to hear these words from him. It also touched my heart and I hope it touches yours.
While my dad is not usually a man of many words I've noticed that as I grow older I seem to hear him more clearly :) While sometimes he and I have to agree to disagree, and some may think that he is a bit radical at times - he is a wise man who I love and respect.
I am proud to say that my dad served in Vietnam and is a firm believer in our freedoms. I do not remember Vietnam because I was a baby. But I do know that I am indebted to him for protecting me as a daughter and an American. I do remember the Gulf War but maybe it didn't affect me as much because I was not mature enough - I seemed to think America was "invincible". These are the days that I will remember for a lifetime. These days will change me forever and they are the days that I am striving to be the best person that I can be.
Today....not only am I very proud to be an American, a daughter of God, a mother, a sister and a friend but I am so very proud to be my Daddy's girl. :)
Love you all-
Eldest Daughter


Kdzu wrote:
> I love you all. Some of you have been subject to my diatribes over the years. More than 25 years. I do not apologize for them. I was raised in an era in which the highest accolade that you could pay to a man was to call him a patriot. I have tried to live up to the ideal which that word means to me. The events of the last few days have caused me to evaluate the principals by which I live. I see no need to be ashamed of those principals. Instead I will be more committed to those principals. I will still call for us to return to the principals espoused by the framers of the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution of the United States and the Bill Of Rights.
> Our 1st President warned us of the dangers of foreign entanglements.
> I warn us of the danger of PRIDE. This Attack is the result of pride. The Pride of thinking that we can impose our will on the rest of the world. They don't want it as we would not want if they tried to impose theirs on us.
> If you wish to impress people you should live in such a manner as to impress them to want to be more like you, not feel as if being like you is forced on them.
> The civilized peoples of the world should shun and isolate those who do not choose to be themselves civilized. We should make it clear that an attack on those of the society of civilized peoples will be the only excuse we need to slap them back into the stone age and that we would then see that they would never have the ability to harm us ever again and they will be shunned until they finally prove their ability and desire to become a useful and productive and willing participant in the society of civilized peoples.
> Like most of you I have felt awe, anger , rage, steely determination, resolve and all of the other emotions of the last few days, even fear, embarrassment for that fear, embarrassment for the desire for revenge on the perpetrators of this atrocity. They finally all came to a head this evening . I'm not ashamed to admit that I weep as I write this. I'm not sure when if ever I will be able to overcome some of the feelings that I have.
> I know this. We were placed here on this earth to obtain bodies and to gain experience. Sometimes experience comes at a high price, high enough sometimes to make people unwilling to pay that price. But, that price must be paid. It always must be paid.
> Some of you do not agree with my choice of a religion in which to believe. I respect your right to disagree. Some of you do not feel strongly enough to try to determine what exactly it is that you do believe in. I encourage you to examine your feelings and to determine exactly what you are, or wish to be. We are all children of a wise and loving Heavenly Father. One which loves us so much that we are allowed to choose our destiny. So too do I love you.
> We all have been lax and caught up in our own lives. There are however those who seek to understand the world around us and try to explain it and the ways in which we can make it a better place in which to live. We must each seek to become better educated and better prepared for the experiences which are to come.
> I've heard that the word for CRISIS in Chinese means both opportunity, and,.......
... its opposite. This crisis will give each of us the chance to choose which it will be for us.
> I begin to ramble, so good night.

kdzu
>

Amazing!

Just think of all the Chinese Coolies out of work.

What's this???

Is someone in the MSM actually giving some of Sarah Palin's ideas a bit of respect?

Click here to read the article.
She puts the cross-hairs directly on the biggest part of the problem, I think.

Until we unseat the career politicians, the bureaucrats and lobbyists, nothing will get done.

I know many people who think that nothing will change without at least some bodily fluids running over the ground. Whether that is piss running down their legs in fear of an electorate that has reached the point of "I'm Mad as Hell, and I'm not going to take it anymore" or "My name is (insert your name), You destroyed My Country, Prepare to die"

Big changes coming. The available time to prepare is fast running out. However you plan to prepare.

You do prepare, don't you?

The unfaithful shepherds...and the jackasses...

For the shepherds have become stupid and have not sought the LORD;
therefore they have not prospered, and all their flock is scattered
(Jer 10:21).


A big day up yesterday. The Dow rose 275 points. Gold dropped $55.

What’s the matter with investors? They should be selling gold AND
stocks.

Why? Because we’re in a Great Correction. Not a boom. Not a
recovery. Not anything except a Great Correction.

What does that mean? It means Mr. Market is correcting the errors of
the past. We don’t know exactly which errors — it depends on how
rambunctious he gets — but we know we won’t ever go back to where we
were in 2007. We have to go on. Forward. Adelante, to give it a
certain Latin sashay.

But where to?

C’mon...you don’t seriously think we know, do you? Of course, we
don’t...nobody knows the future. But just wait until Mr. Obama gets
on the TV screen. He’ll tell us where he wants us to go.

We’d like to tell him where to go too...

But, heck, he’s the POTUS. We’re just a lowly scribe...a miserable
molder of mediocre memes. A financial Jeremiah...always
warning...worrying...predicting doom and gloom.

But wait. Didn’t we tell you the bubble would pop in 2007? Didn’t we
tell you that real estate would go down 30% or more? Didn’t we warn
you to get out of stocks and into gold 10 years ago?

Sometimes right. Sometimes wrong. Always in doubt.

But what we see now is an unfaithful shepherd...

A central bank that has turned its back on the currency it is meant
to protect...

A government that has betrayed the principles it was set up to
defend...

And an economy that has turned into a zombie. It’s somewhere between
alive and dead... Pretending to be a capitalist system...but a
capitalist looking for a handout.

Consumer confidence numbers continue to sink...

Housing prices continue to fall...while housing starts bump along at
depression levels...

More and more people are moving into long-stay motels...more and
more are on food stamps.

An ABC poll tells us that Obama’s DIS-approval rating has increased
to 60%...with most Americans convinced that his jobs proposal (to be
announced today) will not work.

The output gap — roughly the difference between what the economy
should produce and what it actually does produce — is at 7%. It’s
never been this high at this stage of the business cycle.

Had enough?

Well, it gets worse. Because the effect of the unfaithful shepherds’
bailouts has been to shift more and more wealth to the people who
were wealthiest already. Business profits — especially in the
financial sector — soared. Wages fell.

And now, even old people can’t pay their mortgages...so they’re
stuck in jobs, leaving the young with nothing to do. The youth
unemployment rate is one in four; it’s a wonder they are aren’t
burning cars and rampaging through cities. But they live in the
suburbs and probably can’t afford the bus fare to get into town.

This is becoming a dangerous situation. Former Labor Secretary
Robert Reich explains:

The 5 percent of Americans with the highest incomes now account for
37 percent of all consumer purchases, according to the latest
research from Moody’s Analytics.

During periods when the very rich took home a larger proportion — as
between 1918 and 1933, and in the Great Regression from 1981 to the
present day — growth slowed, median wages stagnated and we suffered
giant downturns. It’s no mere coincidence that over the last century
the top earners’ share of the nation’s total income peaked in 1928
and 2007 — the two years just preceding the biggest downturns.

Starting in the late 1970s, the middle class began to weaken... The
middle class nonetheless continued to spend, at first enabled by the
flow of women into the work force. (In the 1960s only 12 percent of
married women with young children were working for pay; by the late
1990s, 55 percent were.) When that way of life stopped generating
enough income, Americans went deeper into debt. From the late 1990s
to 2007, the typical household debt grew by a third. As long as
housing values continued to rise it seemed a painless way to get
additional money.

Eventually, of course, the bubble burst. That ended the middle
class’s remarkable ability to keep spending in the face of near
stagnant wages. The puzzle is why so little has been done in the
last 40 years to help deal with the subversion of the economic power
of the middle class. With the continued gains from economic growth,
the nation could have enabled more people to become problem solvers
and innovators — through early childhood education, better public
schools, expanded access to higher education and more efficient
public transportation.

Of course, Reich goes on to misunderstand everything. He thinks the
rich got richer because government was not ambitious enough. The
real problem was that the rich were able to use ambitious, activist
government to their own ends.

The unfaithful shepherds rigged the game in their favor.

And more thoughts...

Last night we watched TV. There was a show called “Killing Bin
Laden.”

We do not normally react to political commentary, except to laugh.
But the “Killing Bin Laden” show gave us the creeps. We laughed. But
it was a bitter, worried laugh.

The show describes, with evident pride, how a group of American
soldiers trained carefully...and used the latest gee-whiz military
hardware to murder unarmed, apparently completely innocent people.
Encountering bin Laden’s wife, for example, the soldiers made no
attempt to protect her...or to rescue her. They just gunned her
down. As appalling as this was, what happened next almost took our
breath away.

An “expert” appeared on screen. In a single sentence, this jackass
excused the killing by saying “it was permissible” or some other
claptrap. What exactly was his rationale, we don’t know. He didn’t
say. Even in times of war, soldiers are not supposed to kill
civilians. Heck, these soldiers probably shot his dog too. You may
be allowed to kill enemy combatants (which is a huge stretch for Bin
Laden)...but what kind of army kills their wives and children too?
If this ‘expert’ doesn’t go to Hell we’ll be disappointed in the
whole structure of Heaven.

Our “History of the Jews” book has made us think. It has a lot of
instances of mass murder masquerading as military action. And then,
when the Jews had been massacred, their cities destroyed, and their
wives and children sold into slavery, they asked why their God had
forsaken them. The prophets answered: ‘because we forsook Him.’

It was a good answer. They argued that the Jews had been corrupted
by politics...and then they became its victims. Those who lived by
the sword, perished by it. Rough justice, administered by God
himself.

So, what’s in store for a nation that makes heroes of killers? We
don’t like to think...

Bill Bonner
9/8/11

As promised

The oak buffet, or sideboard, as some us remember hearing them called in our youth.



I wish the round turned posts on either side were more visible in the photo, the growth rings spiral round like a candy cane......very nice. The hardware appears to be original and age appropriate. Probably the mirror has been replaced as it has none of the flaking of backing that caused many, let's call them beauty, spots to show through.

The new kitchen table is in the next room. At first I thought to strip it and show the natural oak under the paint, but I'm beginning to think there is a reason that it was factory painted. Most likely because, while it is solid oak, there are many short boards joined together and the overall effect may be less than perfect to the eye.
Still it is a nice solid, well made table and if we can find a set of chairs that will complement will make a nice heirloom table........well maybe not heirloom, but we're getting on towards middle age and it can probably last most of the next 131 years.

Unless we get drunk and climb up there and start dancing around showing our asses. In which case, the table may survive, but, we'll likely break our fool necks.

One thing I've learned by observation........

The rich don't necessarily have better taste, they simply know that if you start with quality you won't be having to spend money to replace it every time you turn around. That saves money, which eventually makes one rich.......or tightwadish.

They think we don't realize

That the more they try to scare us into accepting that only the government can protect us, that we must ever depend on them for our security and safety,...the more we realize just how ineffectual and inefficient and power hungry they really are.

The day we realize that we are Sovereign Individuals is the day the shackles fall from our limbs, the scales slide from our eyes, and we see the world and it's riches for ourselves.

Good Day

It has been a good day here at the Kudzu Grotto. Still 2 hr's + to go, but, I'm sitting here at the keyboard and baring something unforeseen it will go down as one of those good, good days.

I know that some in the north east portions of the country may be a little wet and there were some for whom Irene was a disaster of the highest caliber and my heart goes out to them, but, as long as my sisters in VA and MA, their husbands and children are OK, then I'm happy. Just as I know the rest of you folks throughout the NE are happy that PBO (pres. barry obama) was in charge at the Crisis Center Headquarters. Whatta president.......whatta guy!! Coming home from vacation early just to guide the ship of state through the choppy waters kicked up by Irene.
I can just here them now, up there in the AOP (Asylum On the Potomac), singing in unison..



SWG is sure to love this one.

Anyhoo, the Kudzu wife and I left this morning to visit the little antique store in the school house. That's where she said it was and who was I to argue. We needed a new kitchen table and chairs and that was where she was bound to look. So we did.

We saw many old tables and assorted oddments many of which were of interest, particularly an 1890's buffet in quarter sawn oak which I can only describe as striped, were it maple it would be Tiger Maple, but, it's Oak. I'm sure there is a wood workers term for it, and I should know it, but it escapes me right now.

Something I've always wanted. Now I can say I have one. Great piece, great price, (methinks). It sits in the livingroom. I'll try to post pictures tomorrow.

The Kudzu Wife found her table.....but unfortunately, no chairs to suit her. I can feel another expedition coming soon.

Arriving home we awaited a visit from my Salvadorian buddy, Armando. He walked from Metzapan to the US to escape the civil war there while in his teens. He brings things to sell me on a regular basis.

Today, one of the items was 2 Marine Corp Qualification Badges, ( Sharpshooter, and Bayonet)and an Army Air Corp Instructors Wings from WWII. The wings most caught my attention, being a former Army Aviator myself, albeit from a younger generation. I haven't yet researched the Marine badges but the Wings look like this......



These items will not be shipped off for scrap, but added to my small collection of militaria. Sentimental ol' fool...........that's me.

Much has been going on in kdzu's life of late and the blogging is slow. I have to remember to breath in and out and block most things that threaten my blood pressure. I'll fill you in on some of it later.

Interesting question

I can't help it. Things just pop into mind and out through the keyboard.

I wonder, if there are any of the candidates running for president who are running them on a business like basis........that is, are they taking on any debt?, do they pay their bills when due?, how much did they spend on the dog and pony show in Iowa last weekend?

In these days of interwebz and electronic mediums those questions might be easy to find answers to those questions and more.

I'm just too lazy to go looking.

If any one out there has any of the answers, I'd be interested.

Apocolypto Syndrome

Go over to http://www.grouchyoldcripple.com/archives/008760.html and read some of Ron's fine ranting.

I wonder...

... if now that the Chinese are saying what folks in this country have been saying for years the idiots in politics will pay any more attention?

Look at the market......look at the gold price. Hell just look around.

This mess has to be deliberate. No way on earth to fuck it up this bad by mistake.

Bad doo doo on the way.

Oh Yeah!

Passing the debt increase bill really saved us from disaster, didn't it.

Gold has increased to over $1700.00 the ounce.

China has gone from lecturing us to declaring the $ dead.

The rating agencies have downgraded our credit rating with promises of more downgrading.

Gas is up. Food is up. Nearly everything costs more except the price of your McMansion which is down 30% or more.

Our enemies are emboldened in Afghanistan and elsewhere.

How's that "Hope you can believe in, and Change" working out for you now?

The apes are in charge of the zoo and slinging shit on everything.

It seems that I am bereft of my famous Kudzu covered header on this blog. Something I've noticed for a little while but inertia has prevented me from giving a big flip about.
Now there appears some weird symbol at the top and although deleted yesterday, appears again today.

W.T.F.

Over.

It's like being trapped in The Twilight Zone.

Hallelujuh!

We're saved!

Catastrophe has been averted and once again the wheels of state will be able to turn with everyone employed by gubbermint and all us pensioners and welfare recipients, out of work rocket scientists, Foreign and domestic bond and treasury note holders, receiving our monthly handout and interest payments on time.

Of course, since the funds are backed by the full faith and credit of the United States Federal Reserve, they will buy less and less as the price of everything goes up due to the sellers wanting to maintain their purchasing power.

You don't have to believe me or the talking heads in the LSM........just check the price of gold and the markets around the world.

Deep, deep doo doo folks......but let's keep electing politicians to go to D.C. to help us out......OK?

Future plans

I think I'm gonna join the local Republicrat party. Not that I have anything to contribute or anything.
I just want to be able to identify the bastards so if I see them crossing the street I can hit the accelerator.
I might get me one of those brush guards to go on the front of the Red Ram first. I don't want to ding my bumper. It's hard enough to get the bug shit off the grill.

Maybe I'll get one of those big hay bale spikes too. Then I can see how many will fit on there before I have to pry them off.

Just Damn!

The House is on Fire!

And in danger of collapsing around our very ears; and few there are, who are dragging over hoses, much less trying to find a faucet to attach them too. In fact they seem incapable of even identifying sources of water from which to dip teacups to fling upon the flames.

Everyone is screaming, "Fire! Fire!", but, the reality is that almost half the occupants would rather the whole thing became nothing but ash, instead of working together to save their home.

As evidence of this, watch to see how many member of the Senate were even in their chairs listening to this impassioned, un-teleprompter assisted, plea from the new Senator from the Sunshine State.



Personally I think the floater should be washed down the gutter with the rest of the shit.

Hi-dee-ho Neighbor

It's not that I don't have opinions about everything going on these days, it's just that I've come to opine that it may just be better to keep my head down.......
or at least stand behind the tomato vines.



Of course it might work better if instead of red I tried some camo clothing and face paint.

Or maybe keep the red and stick my arms out to scare the crows.

Straining @ gnats

Much being made of the verdict in a trial in Florida the last few days.

Personally I think the jury got it right. The prosecutions case was a Tower of Babel with a base built on sand.

Apparently........I was not there and, truth be told, didn't have a great deal of interest in the matter, except what little I did hear or read didn't seem to have a consistent element of exactly what the prosecution was saying the ultimate crime was.

The jury seemed to get the same feeling.

It is up to the government, whatever level you're dealing with to prove beyond a shadow of doubt their case. It they fail in that one area they do not meet the standard with which I'll wager every one of us would want met if it were us sitting behind the defense desk.

Too many talking heads invested way too much time and effort in what, after all, while heinous, is an all too often type of case in this country. They'll all probably get a huge bonus for getting people all over the world to watch their shows and through the increase in viewers and listeners, cause the advertising sales people in their organizations to be able to increase advertisers and revenue. Books, tv shows and movies will probably further increase sales...........
And after all, that's really what much of the furor is about.

I think that's something people really ought to remember. The only reason any program is on TV or Radio, or even newspapers, is to enable them to sale their product, which isn't the program...........no, it's the ability to tell potential advertisers, 'look how many people will see and hear your advertising........now just sign here'.

There is a reason that statues of justice depict a woman blindfolded holding a balance scale.

Gonna be another hot one here in the south. Maybe a few showers later. Let's keep it real.

Theft Update

I guess it is probably policy of my bank to attempt to make whole it's customers who fall pray to identity theft......especially if they notify the bank before they open on the day it's first noticed. But it makes a guy feel special that everyone in the small branch of the local bank I deal with are all supportive and ready to do whatever they can to help.

Although it probably also helps that they see me at least one and sometime 5 days a week, always with a smile and friendly word to all and occasionally bringing by a surprise to show them or an offer to render service.

So far they have provisionally replaced the money in my account while they investigate.

Needless to say a new card and pass word will be arriving soon. You forget just how often you make use of the convenience after a while. I assure you I'll be checking out the POS devices first from now on.

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I had my first ever acupuncture session late this afternoon. Hopefully to spark a break to the stalled improvement the medical massage therapist has been giving my neck and shoulders.

A bit weird at first, along with a little doubt about it's effectiveness..... I'm
now a tentative believer. Before the hour and a half session was over I was able to turn my head fully to the left and on the right side of neck and shoulders where pain was greatest......able to rotate my head and neck farther than has been possible in many years.

All of this due to having needles placed in the back of the left hand and heel of left foot.

Hardly seems like the appropriate place when the pain is in neck and shoulders on the other side...........but, I'll not argue with success. Unless, of course, I wake up in the morning paralyzed from the neck down.

So........two good results of having the grandmother run into the back of the truck over a month ago. I found a great medical massage therapist, as opposed to just a massage for relaxation, and she referred me to an Oriental Medicine and Acupuncture doctor with an actual Doctorate instead of being simply certified by some school no one ever heard of and whose phone # has been disconnected.

Unfortunately, instead of being able to simply swipe my card I had to remember to carry my checkbook and write out the check.

How quickly we succumb to these modern conveniences.

You all have a wonderful Independence Day. Think about Liberty an all that goes with it.

They finally got me....

Identity thieves that is. A**holes.

About to write the kudzu wife a check this morning and bethought to myself to check online the status of the Vast Kudzu Fortune. (VKF)

Good thing I did.....

Some how, probably through a skimmer, my debit card # had been used 3 times in Orlando, FL. I'm pretty sure I've never even been in Orlando, but, an atm at the 7-11 located at 6994 West Colonial St. had turned over nearly $900.00 of my Obummer stimulus stash. Good thing the welfare check is due day after tomorrow, although, I'll most likely be mightily tired of Pork & Beans by then.


Did you know that the Orlando County Sheriff's Department will take your criminal complaint online now. It's so refreshing not to have to actually talk to a live human to resolve these types of incidents.

Still if by some freak of nature or perversion of the normal way of things they do actually send a contentious human out there to look at the atm video tape (assuming it actually works) they might actually be able to see who the scum-crawling septic tank resident was that hied himself (or herself) off with the sum total of the VKF, no doubt to help fund their way through Law School, which they will need as a part of the resume that will help in their aspirations to enter public service and eventually become part of the great and wonderful leadership we have in Washington, D.C.

Is this a great country or what?

I'll tell you one thing.......you may see my mug shot in the paper for vandalizing convenience store fuel pump card readers, as I'll never more slide my card to one with out making sure it is an integral part of the original equipment, and in no way can be removed by less than a blow torch and crow bar.

It's too bad that vengeance can't be applied to folks like that by the victims. I don't want justice.....

...retribution is more to my liking.

My money

Head over to Hoosierboy for a letter we ought to send to every representitive at every level.

They ought to be required to recite "It's the people money, taken from them by force" into a voice recognition device every morning before being allowed to get out of bed, and then twice before being allowed to vote on any piece of legislation no matter how insignificant or how much or little money is being authorized.

Failure of the device to recognize their voice should lead to an electrical shock of sufficient strength to knock them to their knees being applied to their brain stem by implanted device similar to those used to track missing dogs or other animals.

This would also allow the public to track their movements at any hour of the day or night.

Just a little food for thought.

Fathers Day

....is beginning to wind down to the supper time. Just turned the grill on and when it seems hot enough will tenderly place some of that ol' expensive cow parts on the rack.

The wife of my youth and I took a trip up to Dahlonega to see our friends at the Grisson Mine. Delightful folks with a wide range of mining, dredging and panning supplies, and their own pit mine which they dig out crush up and sell to the touristers in small bags or buckets to experience panning for gold themselves. What a thrill to find color in your pan.......of course if you have your own little honey hole where the only costs are getting there and a little backbreaking work, finding a small flake or nugget is even sweeter.

Our three kids all called and wished me happy papa day. I talked to Diana last week and I know she and the kids were treating Adam well today.

I kinda think I've posted the following poem before, but it hasn't been in any of the June archives I've looked at and it should be posted on a Fathers day.


Behind a Fathers Mask

To a small infant child, behind the mask of a father
is a person who is never wrong.
It seems he knows answers to all of her questions and
He is powerful and strong.
With a kiss to a boo-boo or a pat on the back, he
takes pains of the body away.
He makes pains of the heart disappear with a hug
and the words "I'm here to stay"
As the child grows older and independent she also
Grows away from the man she calls dad.
A relationship with him is just something she
holds in her heart that she once had.
Now a rebellious teenager who claims to know all
Dad never seems to be right.
And the long talks they once had now take the
form of a never ending fight.
So she leaves the masked mans arms to see
the world on her own.
And learns too quickly life could have been easy
had she only known.
After fighting the battles with him and saying
Things that weren't ment.
Thru all of the madness and tears only his
Love was being sent.
And now a full grown woman independent and
Free.
It is understood he was trying to be what she needed
him to be.
So she no longer tries to see behind her
fathers mask.
Now answers come without effort about a good and
bad past.
And she see him thru different eyes than a young
infant child and his identity comes thru.
He is not just my father, nor is he my enemy,
he is my dearest friend - forever true.

Oldest Daughter
6-17-90


We have no idea what kind of father we'll turn out to have been until we see what kind of mothers and fathers our children turn out to be.

The Kudzu Wife and I have been blessed beyond measure.

For that we can thank the children we knew.

Stormy Weather

Boy, we had some last night. Not as bad as some of the folks more westerly of us have had this spring, but quite a show of thunder and lightning with more than an inch of rain and what sounded like enough wind to carry us away.

But......I looked out the office window from my easy chair, where I'd retired to after the power flickered and the computer and monitor shut down......and the leaves and branches of the trees were as still as on the calmest day of the year. WTH??

I've never experienced anything like that.

I had a 10 inch plastic lid sitting atop a coffee pot outside the shop.........with nothing weighting it down.....it's still there this afternoon. No protection.....sitting there on a 4 ft tall military container in the middle of a small grove of oaks.....from 10 inches in diameter to 30 inches diameter. Not a thick grove. Spacing from 15 feet to 40 feet apart. Weird I tell you.

I know I wasn't dreaming cause the pooch was going ballistic with fear and the wife commented on the severity of the storm.

Have you ever heard of such a thing?

Or do I need to cut back on the meds?

Another one ............

..........Bites the dust.

Can you imagine my glee?

I needed a laugh

And tonight I got this one.

I'm sorry. Does this make me a bad person?

I just like to see examples of Darwinian Selection in action. It might happen to me one day, but I like to think I know enough to check to see if the switch is on before sticking my finger in the light socket at least.

Why?

In just less than 7 months I'll (should I be so lucky) be 62 years old. Won't be long before I can retire to a life of luxuries afforded by the addition of social security payments to our income.

Not that I'm counting on that.

For the past 42 years I've taken way too much pride (one of the churches 7 deadly sins) in being an american......a veteran and a citizen of the USA.

This Memorial Day weekend while remembering friend and comrades, amongst all the many other causalities of all the conflicts involved in founding and keeping this Nation Under God, I also grieve for those who are now being slaughtered by those who supposedly 'protect and serve'.

You may or may not be aware of the murder of Jose Guerena .

Google the information. Try to get as many facts as are available from whatever sources are available.


Posting has been light and sporadic for some time now. For many reasons.

This Memorial Day weekend I'll be remembering and grieving for a lot of reasons.

Will I be back here when I'm somewhat recovered?

Maybe.......maybe not

It'll depend on whether I can take any more self-flagellation over my foolish pride.

The world didn't come to an end on Saturday

But for some it did on Sunday night.

A tornado right thru the middle of Joplin, MO. Heartrending.

Maybe that cornball preacher just got a few of the details wrong.

Maybe if I were able to build and new house out in the country it would be all concrete, dome shaped and protected by as much earth as I could pile on it.

Folks, if you're religious even a little bit, pray for those souls in Joplin who have to pick up the pieces. If you are not religious......send food, water, temporary shelter and whatever else you can afford. Go and help if you can.

I'm gonna dig me a Hobbit Hole.

Inch by inch.......

...Step by step, slowly we creep, closer and closer, day by day.....

To being a nation completely controlled by criminals and thugs.

For nearly a thousand years of both English Common Law and the Bill of Rights amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America the police power of government has been constrained under the Fourth Amendmant to respect the sovereignty of a persons home.

Apparently the Indiana Supreme Court has other ideas about that old moldering Document.

This and other egregious assults, such as the messiah snapping his fingers at businesses
and ordering them around, along with so many more acts of a government totally out of control, leads me to wonder if it's now time for the citizenry of this country to take a page or two from the playbook of Mahatma Gandhi and Martin Luther King Jr's. philosophy of Righteous Resistance.

If we continue to bow our head by our silence to these acts of Tyranny by a government totally out of control perhaps we'll deserve what we get.

Saturday Evening

The wife and pooch are ensconced on the Genuine Naugahyde cover couch watching the Saturday 'Brit Coms' on PBS. I like 'em as well but they were re-runs over in the ol' Blighty 10 years ago and are becoming a little tiresome in their repeats here in the KG (kudzu grotto) as well.

It's been quite a week.

Pres BHO has been strutting around like a little bantam rooster all week while al-queda blusters and threats and tv and radio talkshow hosts make much of the fact that enhanced interrogation from years before he was elected brought about Usama Bin Laden's much delayed demise.

I think it's a bit telling that BHO went to Ft. Campbell to congratulate the people who carried out the raid in Pakistan. The aircraft and crews might have been from there but they were but the bow, delivering the arrow of SEALS, who I suspect strongly were not stationed there and quite possibly refused to be part of the Dog and Pony Show, preferring not to prostitute their abilities and deeds so cheaply.

At least, so I prefer to think.

Gold and silver, especially the later, succumbed to the pressure, eased along by George Soros' selling at the peak, aided by the Commodities Exchange who, as they did in the 80's changed the margin rules weeding out those without sufficient knowledge of the market. So it goes. Remember......... those with the gold make the rules. Play their game at your peril. The old Scottish wisdom still holds true....... "Money is flat and meant to be stacked up".

The kudzu wife continues her recovery from surgery. She's sleeping thru the night now, mostly without too much aid from pain relievers. Thanks for your prayers and good wishes.

I watered the garden this evening, it having been 4 days since the last good rain. It continues to grow well...I'm ahead of the weeds so far, and I'm looking forward to the day when we can eat the first squash out of it.

Once again the music in my head took over as I stood there playing the water shower up and down the rows. Tonight's tune was always one of Usama Bin Laden's favorites.



Kinda gets you right there, doesn't it?

Clouding the issue

Much is being made these last few days about whether to show the pictures of a dead Usama Bin Laden or whether waterboarding helped produce the intelligence that ultimately led to his demise.

WTFC Th' goat F***** is dead. Good enough for me. I'm just a little saddened by the fact that they didn't dip him in pig shit before they wrapped him in the shroud before they turned him into fish chum, but other than that I'm fine with it.

Did we pour a little water over the head of a few people to get the information. So What. I'd authorize the waterboarding of every person who might ever have had even the most tenuous of contact with him or his cohorts.

We're at war with Islamic fundamentalists who from the day they first went to school were taught one thing. Follow the Koran and death to anyone who doesn't convert willingly or not.

Of course Christians have not much room to talk. We've killed our fair share over religion over the years. It's just that mostly we've grown past that.

Don't believe me.............What about the guy that hid out in the mountains for years after bombing the Atlanta 1996 Olympics and that abortion clinic. He didn't just get the idea one day and think, "that'd be fun, hear, hold my beer".

There are damn few saints that walk this earth. Get used to it.

Blasts from the past

This former Junior Bird Man was jolted today to receive a letter from Charlie Horse 40.

Mack from my old helicopter unit in Quang Tri somehow tracked my address down.

Stick a feather up my ass and tickle me silly. When they remember you from 40 years ago, it kinda chokes a guy up.

I'd spent way too many years reliving to myself those halcyon days of yesteryear. So much so that my vision was clouded for many years, although I'd have denied strenuously any suggestion that was so. Thankfully things got bad enough, and I still had sense enough, to reach out before seeking that last blissful refuge of darkness.

I remember Mack as the older new guy in our unit (he had by then 15 years service and it was his second tour). Our unit check pilot, we flew up to the unused airstrip at Dong Ha where a few auto rotations and questions established that I at least wasn't gonna kill us that day. Although I well remember the day they ordered me to take off with him in the front seat, in near zero, zero conditions and fly out to Khe Shan. I told him to make sure I keep us straight and level and when we got up to 80 or 90 knots I pulled it back slowly and climbed us up through what seemed like a mile of clouds (actually 800 or a 1000 feet)'til we popped out into the clear blue and turned west to where the monsoon was over beyond the mountains. They didn't give us but 5 or 10 hours of instrument training back then and I well remember the advice the instructor gave about flying in clouds, "don't fly in clouds, they're full of rocks".

Memories of the past.....long ago and far, far away.

Also got a call tonight from Bob Smith who was still new when I rotated back stateside.

Old times.

Common sense or Intelligent sense

Cordite high

Gonna take some doing to bring me down this evening.

"A bad day fishing is better than a good day at work", they say. I'll second that. And raise you a good day at the range is hard to beat also.

After what has been a longish period of time away from doing any serious practice, I finally broke down this morning and told the kudzu wife that I was going to get my hair cut, buy some fertilizer for the garden, drive down to Monroe, Georgia to see if anyone wanted to sell any scrap and get in some practice at The Trading Place's indoor firing range.

I won't bore you with pictures of the targets as they were pretty well shredded after a hundred rounds or so of .38 spl fired, for the sake of comfort and expense, through the S&W Mod 586 stainless .357, and the 9mm spat out by the old Browning Hi-Power. Let's just say that 2 in the heart and 1 in the head is still achievable even if I did have to adjust the S&W's sights a bit.

My right elbow is a bit tender after that. Either Carpal Tunnel syndrome, which was diagnosed a coupe years ago, or bursitis. Whichever hurts the worst. Next time I see the primary care Dr. I'll try to get something done about this. Glad I didn't try to shoot a box of the .357. I'd have to get a sling and trolley for the right arm.

The garden is doing awesomely. I put some 10-10-10 out and watered it in pretty good. We've got flowers on the squash plants, tomato plants and a few of the green beans. So far I haven't see any blooms on the pepper plants and since I'm not a big fan of peppers other than crushed red on a pizza or whatever in just past mild salsa, I haven't really looked at them.

You do know how to water a garden don't you? Well at least a smallish one like we have. You set the sprayer nozzle on cone and pretend your are a spring shower. Set a cup in the middle of the garden and when the drift has filled it about to 1 inch full you've done enough.

There is something satisfying about watering a garden that way that can't be matched by one of those back and forth sprinklers you set in the middle and all you have to do is turn on the faucet. I would say almost Zen like except my fervid pea brain keeps humming a tune. These evenings selection was........



They don't make them like that any more. Whether that's a good thing or not I'll leave you to decide.

We're due some rain and possible thunder boomers tonight and tomorrow. Ya'll keep a weather eye out.

Sleeping with th' fishes

They say our Navy Seals killed Bin Laden.

Good....it's about time that ol' Bastard met his maker. Wouldn't you like to be a fly on the wall at that meeting. Will it be a kind loving Christian God, or an angry vengeful Muslim God. Of course if you trace the divinity back far enough maybe it's one and the same. What then.

The reports say the Obama personally authorized the hit and watched it in the situation room. If so.......kudos are in order. I hope there was a mini-camera attached to the helmet of the guy who pulled the trigger. A leader shouldn't flinch from violence carried out at his behest. Again......I'd like to have been a fly on the wall watching Obama's face. Was there joy, anguish, fear....... we'll never know the truth for sure.

Will this make us safer? Doubtful. Replacements for Bin Laden are prob'ly queued up at ever mosque in the world. This'll just be one more reason for them to play jihed.

But it takes the public's mind off of the fiscal mess the banksters and politicians are foisting off on the backs of the people. Not just here but round the world. For there will always be those who wish to profit from the labor of others. Not a bad thing if they are the inventor, entrepreneur, builder of the enterprise. Not a good thing if they, through fiat currency and false promises to sock it to the rich, bleed us of our lives.

Be that as it may, let's all send up a prayer. About what is up to you.

Me? I cooking up a Salmon Puff for supper. Smelling good. Served up with a little yellow corn cooked in lots of butter with salt and pepper............Mmmmmmmmmm make you hurt yourself.

Sleeping with th' fishes

Paying the piper

As we all know if you don't pay the piper he'll pipe a merry tune and lead all you precious children out of town and into the forest, never to be seen again. I hate it when that happens. Don't you?

Not to worry........

Here's a good way to pay him.......well at least for the next year.



With a hat tip to Karl Uppiano and much thanks to Bill

Back again

Although we've not been gone far. I've been reading my favorite bloggers and visiting new ones for most of the past month. I've just not been able to work up enough of a give a damn to post something of my own.

Not that the month has been with out thing of interest........

I had an older lady run into the back of the Red Ram while I was stopped at a red light about a mile from home. Thank goodness for a nice new chromed hitch ball and bar. It centered her front bumper and only hurt Red's feelings, while bending her bumper around it and demolishing her name tag. (Inez, if it matters)

Neither of us was damaged, as I first thought, and though I'd left my license at home, since neither of us wished to make a report the nice Highway Patrol Officer gave me back my insurance card and wished us a safe trip home.

The Kdzu Wife had her throat cut. Not by terrorists, but by a young man who, looking too young, claimed to have preformed thousands of spine operations and taking cadaver bone fused a couple of her top vertebrae and relieve the pressure on nerves to shoulder and arm which had for a while threatened to paralyze her left arm. Guess you can't judge a Doctor by the apparent lack of facial hair big enough to require shaving on a regular basis. She is much improved and came home a week ago today after a one night stay at St. Mary's Hospital here in the Classic City with a much greater appreciation for pain relievers and muscle relaxers.

We have a small garden planted with two squash plants, four tomato and six pepper plants, along with two short rows of green beans. I planted them in the new topsoil I had dumped in the sinkhole that had been growing steadily bigger in the back yard. Happy to report that everything is looking good.

The recent violent weather in the south only brushed us a little bit late one night. Some needed rain and lots of rumbling and flashing but thankfully none of the Tornadoes that devestated areas to the west and north of us. I hope none of you were seriously affected. If anyone has heard from Eric SWG let me know as he's been suspiciously missing from the blogosphere the last few days. Hope he and Mrs SWG are alright. So many people are not. Over three hundred dead. Towns and communities wiped out. Many without electricity or other public services.
Say a prayer of blessing on all those affected and another one of thanks if it isn't you.

In light of these recent events the political and financial melt down of this country I love doesn't seem quite as relevant as it otherwise might. If you've been paying attention to the price of gold and silver and their reaction to the actions of the Fed Chairman Mr. Bernake and politicians of all stripes you see that my assertion that we're all screwed has not yet been discredited. The violence in places near and far including McDonalds in this country indicate that my prediction of Feb. 21st is still on track.

While you're on you knees for yourself and those lives disrupted by mother nature be sure to request a blessing that this nation will turn back to God, for that nation that turns away will be cursed until they once more remember him.

Keep well dear visitors. I'll probably be back.

Fucked

Richard Nixon declared "War on Drugs" in 1971. Are we winning?

Lyndon Johnson, carrying forward initiatives started by JFK declared "War on Poverty in 1964. Are we winning?

George W. Bush Declared "War on Terror" in 1971. Are we winning?

VA psychiatrists, psychologists, and even outside evaluators all agree that I'm not 100% correct in all my thinking. But.....are they right?

Damnifiknow.

I just have to wonder though, if we haven't all been acting a little crazy for the last 50 years or so.

We willingly cast our ballots every two or four years for politicians who say, "give me your vote and the authority and I'll solve all these and other problems".

Do you want to lesson the costs associated with drugs? Declare them legal. Stop prosecuting people for possession. Start a program of treatment for anyone who wants to quit or control their desire for mind altering substances. Is someone in pain? Let them and their Doctors use whatever gives the best and greatest relief without fear of governmental oppression.
After all that if someone harms someone else through force or fraud because of, or while under the effects of, said mind altering substances, have a simple penalty...... Death by hanging to be administered immediately upon conviction after a trial in accordance with Constitutional standards.

Do you want to end Poverty in our time. Stop paying people to be poor. But provide lands, fertilizer and equipment whereby they may grow their own sustenance, build their own housing, raise cattle, whatever. Support them in this effort for one year with whatever they require.......after that provide only the land.....that they may realize that they have to work hard, save and preserve what they can, and above all they don't eat their seed corn. If they do eat the seed........let 'em make it as best they can.

Want to end the War on Terror? Fully recognize the Second Amendment at all times and in all places. Stop trying to tell anyone else what to do, whether in this country or without. Deal honestly with other countries in full transparency to the public in every country. If anyone wants to mess with us........
Fuck 'em. Long, hard and repeatedly until they either quit.....or die.




But then they do say I need to keep taking the meds.

Whatta I know?

Just this.

If we don't change things soon......we're fucked.

Move over Ayn Rand

I have a new love of my life.
(well my ranting and raving over political correctness and idiot politicians life anyway).

Go over here and watch Anne Barnhardt Give 'em hell

Watch the second video first. I promise you you'll not regret it.

Woo haa!