OH-KAY!
Seems old Jonny Boy has mislaid a couple of bucks of someone else's money. Okay, a couple of billion bucks then. Picky, picky. Must be a product of his senatorial experience; Congress has been losing other people's money by the billions for years. Similarly, most congresscritters don't know where the money has gone either. In fact most congresscritters don't even know where they have voted to piss away their stolen lucre, other of course than what pork they have injected themselves. You know, down the bottom of page 1247 of that bill that has nothing to do with a million dollar turtle crossing in their district or an open purchase order for the usurper's current favorite campaign finance bundler? Yeah, right there in plain obfuscatory legislatese with reference to at least three other obscure paragraphs of US Code. That's the one. The one "we have to pass so we can find out what's in it(?)".
Apparently Jon Corzine, veteran of Senatorial privilege, is going to get a pass similar to the one afforded the Miscegenational Marxist Kenyan Pretender usurping the Oval Office. I suspect he will be rotated right back into some other overpaid federal revolving door position by the middle of next week. Gives new meaning to the expression, "Don't let the door hit you in the ass," doesn't it? Can't blame the guy (other than for his dire need of tonsorial attention), after all don't all congresscritters trade on inside information? How else is one to save a million bucks on a measly $175,000 a year pay check? Some habits are harder to break than others. Besides, stealing other people's money is another congressional tradition, as is kissing ugly babies and potential voters below the belt.
Meanwhile the Chicago Mercantile Exchange abandons their fiduciary responsibility by freezing the victims out of their accounts. Seems they can't figure where all the money is gone either and the prospect of making the victims whole again, which is,after all, their raison d'etre, is just a teensy weensy too scary for their stockholders to consider. Better that the whole futures trading paradigm should collapse than that said stockholders should lose a nickle. A nickle that governmental financial shenanigans has made the worth of the US dollar.
But where does that leave us, the teeny tiny red-neck, mouth-breathing, slack-jawed proles in the flyover states? Stocking up, baby, stocking up. As the thousand dollar suits in Congress and on "The Street" scurry like so many cucarachas attempting to escape the illumination of truth, you can bet your eight hundred dollar Gucci Boots that those of us paying attention are stocking up on farmland, food, fuel and firepower; a new meaning for 4F. Along with investing in the REAL precious metals, brass and lead.
Real live usable stuff. Along with God, guts and guns; 3G long before Verizon ever thought of it.
As for the residents of the yuppie "burbs" and high rise city anthills, if you haven't got a hidey-hole in the "sticks" and concomitant skills to survive there you are dead when the economy falls the rest of the way into the tank. So long;we'll miss you.
Unless you try to come out here and appropriate our stuff, at which point we'll hit you. From fifty yards away. Between the eyes.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Political Chicanery
Rants and Raves From the Old Sarge
Here we go again. The MMP (Miscegenational Marxist Pretender) wants to pilfer another half billion or so from my grandchildren to "create" jobs. But only for a year, or to put it another way, until after the election that every indicator predicts he will lose. But what the hell, it won't cost HIM anything. It's stolen lucre after all.
So in an effort to convince us to let the pickpockets of the IRS further into our collective pocket off goes JoJo the BoBo to endear himself to the tourism board of Flint by decrying the rape, riot and robbery statistics that would be so much better if only the rest of the country would pay for their municipal constabulary. Good press there, JoJo. Now go back to Washington (the ghetto, not the hero) and see if you can't get more federal funding for the American Clown College, your alma mater.
Meanwhile the BOMBfCS (Botox Overdosed Marxist Bimbo from the Cereal State*) screeches that Republicans claiming pregnant mothers who chose to murder their babies should put their money where their "free choice" is, will have said breeding sows assume the same room temperature as their incipient progeny if Uncle Bucks to abet their homicide are cut off. The visual image of fecund females lying bleeding to death on the ER floor is reminiscent of x-box games.
Of course all the ills of the nation should be laid at the feet of Wall Street, home of the money that finances the jobs that the protesters in the park don't want. More fun having a spontaneous demonstration that was only dreamed up on the spur of the year. Prior planning that would cause envy in the co-ordinators of a royal wedding. Planning that was happening while the free smoked salmon was still fighting its way up the fish ladders of the Olympia River to procreate as the protesters are now doing under their tarps. Here's a 53%er's advice to the 99%. Take a hike; take a shower; take a pill. Arsenic seems appropriate.
It is said that a nation will get the government it deserves. What passes for ours is the product of an electorate educated by the modern "dumb-them-down" system. Expecting the "education" system to teach your children to think is optimistic at best when you consider that they are being taught by instructors who cannot spell. They then come home plunked in front of the boob tube and are inundated by talking heads who cannot construct a simple English sentence reading propaganda created by "writers" afflicted with concomitant deficiency. A three minute out take from the screeching harridans of "The (Myopic) View" or a couple of minutes of the typical foul mouthed meanderings of Maher or Marxist opinionated incoherence of Olberman are enough to convince you that the muslim exhortation to behead the infidels may not be a concept totally without merit after all. (In all honesty this writer must admit that I have, and will have, no television in my home. I get enough garbage by foraging on line YouTube cuts.) Truly all there is to be seen through the glass faced toilet paper tube vision of society is enough to make one gag.
Meanwhile the aforementioned muslims of the mid-east and mid-west are training up their children in the way they should go. Of course what a nine year old jihadi in training figures he'd do with seventy virgins is questionable at best. The probability that he is a virgin himself (is being porked up the poop chute loosing your virginity?) is low enough to make one wonder if he even knows what a virgin is. However, there is no doubt that controlling an AK47 on rock and roll at the local mall is an essential life skill, as is turning yourself into a walking Claymore mine. All at the behest of an itinerant camel herder with a gift of gab that makes a twentieth century house painter sound like the guy mumbling departure gate announcements down at the local Greyhound station. Maybe they'll serve halal in jail. If not just demand to be transferred to Ohio. They've already helped put the skids to their own pork industry by banning bacon from the breakfast menu in their penal system. Political correctness personified; there is no limit to stupid.
So what is one to do as he watches the world go to hell in a made in China hand-basket? My own thesis is that if you haven't mastered life skills by now you had best hustle your bustle and learn some, fast. Food storage techniques, food raising techniques, hunting/gathering skills, first aid and health treatment skills, building skills, all will be necessary for survival if the ice cream goes through the fan. If you don't have them get some. Now. Lay in a store of food enough for two years. Lay in the firearms and ammunition to defend them if necessary. Get close to others who can add skill sets you lack and lack the skill sets you have. The old "co-operate and graduate" concept. Otherwise just figure on lying down and assuming room temperature with your family and friends. Heavenly Father and the Lord have been warning you for eons. I'm warning you now. Listen up. Otherwise we'll miss you when you're gone.
Maybe.
*Cereal State, the Land of Fruits, Flakes and Nuts
Friday, August 12, 2011
More Free Lunch
Moral imperative dictates that if you get something for which you have not paid, that someone has paid for something he has not gotten. It's your basic zero sum equation. As with the race riots in Watts, Chicago, New Orleans, etc. perpetrators of the London riots use the excuse of (perceived or actual) racially motivated abuse as the excuse to acquire something for which others will bear the cost. Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away that was referred to as "stealing".
Similar circumstance is of course the situation on our southern border (and with lesser impact on the northern one) with regards of the influx of criminal trespassers. While the liberal lamestream media, and leftist self serving sycophants of both political parties may label these invaders as "illegal immigrants", the fact of the matter is that illegal means against the law, as in criminal. Entering wherein you have no authority to be is trespass. How much simpler can it be?
Words have meaning. Applying false or misleading appellation to anything is a lie. Anyone who uses the expression "illegal immigrant" is lying to you. How much simpler can that be? Tendering unto those so appellated privilege unto which they are not entitled, such as eduction, sick care (I refuse to call it "health care" for much the same reason) driving privilege, or license to rob, rape, or take a job is nothing more or less than a form of theft.
Similarly, affording in-utero criminal trespassers the rights and privileges of citizenship is another form of theft. If I cause the death of a pregnant woman, inadvertently or by intent, it is multiple homicide, yet if said pregnant woman criminally trespasses her child is considered a citizen. How absurd is that? (In point of fact the same absurdity exists if the mother enters the country legally. Wait until we are flooded with hordes of jihadi terrorists entering the country with American passports.) Either life begins at conception (a thesis to which I personally subscribe) or at birth (a thesis unto which those making a killing* in abortion clinics subscribe). If it's at conception then little Jose Jesus goes back to Mexico for his passport (or little Ali Achmed goes to the Jordanian government for his passport). Neither is entitled to diddly-squat on the American dime or dole. Nor are his parents, siblings, progenitors, and progeny yea unto the seventh generation. The concept defies reason.
Besides, if all they are looking for is jobs they'd do better to be invading China as that's where they are.
*pun intentional
Similar circumstance is of course the situation on our southern border (and with lesser impact on the northern one) with regards of the influx of criminal trespassers. While the liberal lamestream media, and leftist self serving sycophants of both political parties may label these invaders as "illegal immigrants", the fact of the matter is that illegal means against the law, as in criminal. Entering wherein you have no authority to be is trespass. How much simpler can it be?
Words have meaning. Applying false or misleading appellation to anything is a lie. Anyone who uses the expression "illegal immigrant" is lying to you. How much simpler can that be? Tendering unto those so appellated privilege unto which they are not entitled, such as eduction, sick care (I refuse to call it "health care" for much the same reason) driving privilege, or license to rob, rape, or take a job is nothing more or less than a form of theft.
Similarly, affording in-utero criminal trespassers the rights and privileges of citizenship is another form of theft. If I cause the death of a pregnant woman, inadvertently or by intent, it is multiple homicide, yet if said pregnant woman criminally trespasses her child is considered a citizen. How absurd is that? (In point of fact the same absurdity exists if the mother enters the country legally. Wait until we are flooded with hordes of jihadi terrorists entering the country with American passports.) Either life begins at conception (a thesis to which I personally subscribe) or at birth (a thesis unto which those making a killing* in abortion clinics subscribe). If it's at conception then little Jose Jesus goes back to Mexico for his passport (or little Ali Achmed goes to the Jordanian government for his passport). Neither is entitled to diddly-squat on the American dime or dole. Nor are his parents, siblings, progenitors, and progeny yea unto the seventh generation. The concept defies reason.
Besides, if all they are looking for is jobs they'd do better to be invading China as that's where they are.
*pun intentional
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Lovely Lady Retires
As many of you may know I was honoured to crew on a D model Huey with the 187th Assault Helicopter Company in Tay Ninh, RVN from February to July of 1968. As with most combat vets life is counted as "before Nam" and "since Nam".
Experience of war renders the bulk of life peripheral.
This is the speech given by CW4 Lawrence Castagneto at Ft Rucker when they retired the last Huey on 17 May 2011
As a Vietnam Veteran Army Aviator, I would like to thank everyone for coming
to this special occasion, on this -- to be honest...very sad day, the end of an
era. An era that has spanned over 50 years. The retirement of this grand old
lady "OUR MOTHER" ... the Huey.
I would like to thank, MG Crutchfield for allowing me to speak at this event
and try to convey in my own inadequate, meager way what this aircraft
means to me and so many other Vietnam veterans.
First a few facts:
It was 48 yrs ago this month that the first Huey arrived in Vietnam with
units that were to become part of the 145th and the 13th Combat Aviation
Battalions; both units assigned here at Ft Rucker today. While in Vietnam,
the Huey flew approximately 7,457,000 combat assault sorties; 3,952,000
attack or gunship sorties and 3,548,000 cargo supply sorties. That comes to
over 15 million sorties flown over the paddies and jungles of Nam, not to
include the millions of sorties flown all over the world and other combat
zones since then ....what a amazing journey.... I am honored and humbled to
have been a small part of that journey.
To those in the crowd that have had the honor to fly, crew, or ride this
magnificent machine in combat, we are the chosen few, the lucky ones. They
understand what this aircraft means, and how hard it is for me to describe
my feelings about her as a Vietnam combat pilot.... for she is alive... has
a life of her own, and has been a life long friend.
How do I break down in a few minutes a 42-year love affair, she is as much a
part of me, and to so many others,,,as the blood that flows through our
veins. Try to imagine all those touched over the years ...by the shadow of
her blades.
Other aircraft can fly overhead and some will look up and some may not; or
even recognize what they see but, when a Huey flies over everyone looks up
and everyone knows who she is... young or old all over the world she
connects with all.
To those that rode her into combat... the sound of those blades causes our
heart beat to rise... and breaths to quicken... in anticipation of seeing
that beautiful machine fly overhead and the feeling of comfort she brings.
No other aircraft in the history of aviation evokes the emotional response
the Huey does... combat veteran's or not... she is recognized all around the
world by young and old, she is the ICON of the Vietnam war, U.S. Army
Aviation, and the U.S. Army. Over 5 decades of service she carried Army
Aviation on her back, from bird dogs and piston powered helicopters with a
secondary support mission, to the force multiplier combat arm that Army
Aviation is today.
Even the young aviators of today, that are mainly Apache pilots, Blackhawk
pilots, etc., that have had a chance to fly her will tell you there is no
greater feeling, honor, or thrill then to be blessed with the opportunity to
ride her thru the sky... they may love their Apaches and Blackhawks, but
they will say there is no aircraft like flying the Huey " it is special".
There are two kinds of helicopter pilots: those that have flown the Huey and
those that wish they could have.
The intense feelings generated for this aircraft are not just from the
flight crews but, also from those who rode in back ...into and out of the
"devils caldron". As paraphrased here from "Gods own lunatics", Joe
Galloway's tribute to the Huey and her flight crews and other Infantry
veterans comments:
Is there anyone here today who does not thrill to the sound of those Huey
blades?? That familiar whop-whop-whop is the soundtrack of our war...the
lullaby of our younger days it is burned in to our brains and our hearts. To
those who spent their time in Nam as a grunt, know that noise was always a
great comfort... Even today when I hear it, I stop...catch my breath...and
search the sky for a glimpse of the mighty eagle.
To the pilots and crews of that wonderful machine ...we loved you, we loved
that machine.
No matter how bad things were...if we called ... you came... down through
the hail of green tracers and other visible signs of a real bad day off to a
bad start. I can still hear the sound of those blades churning the fiery
sky ....To us you seemed beyond brave and fearless... Down you would come to
us in the middle of battle in those flimsy thin skin -chariots ...into the
storm of fire and hell,..
...we feared for you , we were awed by you. We thought of you and that
beautiful bird as " God's own lunatics"... and wondered ...who are theses
men and this machine and where do they come from ...... Have to be "Gods
Angels".
So with that I say to her, that beautiful lady sitting out there, from me
and all my lucky brothers, that were given the honor to serve their country,
and the privilege of flying this great lady in skies of Vietnam - Thank you
for the memories...Thank you for always being there...Thank you for always
bringing us home regardless of how beat up and shot up you were..., Thank
You!!!!.
You will never be forgotten, we loved you then..... we love you now... and
will love you till our last breath ...
And as the sun sets today, if you listen quietly and closely you will hear
that faint wop wop wop of our mother speaking to all her children past and
present who rode her into history in a blaze of glory ...she will be saying
to them: I am here... I will always be here with you.
I am at peace and so should you be ... and so should you be.
Experience of war renders the bulk of life peripheral.
This is the speech given by CW4 Lawrence Castagneto at Ft Rucker when they retired the last Huey on 17 May 2011
As a Vietnam Veteran Army Aviator, I would like to thank everyone for coming
to this special occasion, on this -- to be honest...very sad day, the end of an
era. An era that has spanned over 50 years. The retirement of this grand old
lady "OUR MOTHER" ... the Huey.
I would like to thank, MG Crutchfield for allowing me to speak at this event
and try to convey in my own inadequate, meager way what this aircraft
means to me and so many other Vietnam veterans.
First a few facts:
It was 48 yrs ago this month that the first Huey arrived in Vietnam with
units that were to become part of the 145th and the 13th Combat Aviation
Battalions; both units assigned here at Ft Rucker today. While in Vietnam,
the Huey flew approximately 7,457,000 combat assault sorties; 3,952,000
attack or gunship sorties and 3,548,000 cargo supply sorties. That comes to
over 15 million sorties flown over the paddies and jungles of Nam, not to
include the millions of sorties flown all over the world and other combat
zones since then ....what a amazing journey.... I am honored and humbled to
have been a small part of that journey.
To those in the crowd that have had the honor to fly, crew, or ride this
magnificent machine in combat, we are the chosen few, the lucky ones. They
understand what this aircraft means, and how hard it is for me to describe
my feelings about her as a Vietnam combat pilot.... for she is alive... has
a life of her own, and has been a life long friend.
How do I break down in a few minutes a 42-year love affair, she is as much a
part of me, and to so many others,,,as the blood that flows through our
veins. Try to imagine all those touched over the years ...by the shadow of
her blades.
Other aircraft can fly overhead and some will look up and some may not; or
even recognize what they see but, when a Huey flies over everyone looks up
and everyone knows who she is... young or old all over the world she
connects with all.
To those that rode her into combat... the sound of those blades causes our
heart beat to rise... and breaths to quicken... in anticipation of seeing
that beautiful machine fly overhead and the feeling of comfort she brings.
No other aircraft in the history of aviation evokes the emotional response
the Huey does... combat veteran's or not... she is recognized all around the
world by young and old, she is the ICON of the Vietnam war, U.S. Army
Aviation, and the U.S. Army. Over 5 decades of service she carried Army
Aviation on her back, from bird dogs and piston powered helicopters with a
secondary support mission, to the force multiplier combat arm that Army
Aviation is today.
Even the young aviators of today, that are mainly Apache pilots, Blackhawk
pilots, etc., that have had a chance to fly her will tell you there is no
greater feeling, honor, or thrill then to be blessed with the opportunity to
ride her thru the sky... they may love their Apaches and Blackhawks, but
they will say there is no aircraft like flying the Huey " it is special".
There are two kinds of helicopter pilots: those that have flown the Huey and
those that wish they could have.
The intense feelings generated for this aircraft are not just from the
flight crews but, also from those who rode in back ...into and out of the
"devils caldron". As paraphrased here from "Gods own lunatics", Joe
Galloway's tribute to the Huey and her flight crews and other Infantry
veterans comments:
Is there anyone here today who does not thrill to the sound of those Huey
blades?? That familiar whop-whop-whop is the soundtrack of our war...the
lullaby of our younger days it is burned in to our brains and our hearts. To
those who spent their time in Nam as a grunt, know that noise was always a
great comfort... Even today when I hear it, I stop...catch my breath...and
search the sky for a glimpse of the mighty eagle.
To the pilots and crews of that wonderful machine ...we loved you, we loved
that machine.
No matter how bad things were...if we called ... you came... down through
the hail of green tracers and other visible signs of a real bad day off to a
bad start. I can still hear the sound of those blades churning the fiery
sky ....To us you seemed beyond brave and fearless... Down you would come to
us in the middle of battle in those flimsy thin skin -chariots ...into the
storm of fire and hell,..
...we feared for you , we were awed by you. We thought of you and that
beautiful bird as " God's own lunatics"... and wondered ...who are theses
men and this machine and where do they come from ...... Have to be "Gods
Angels".
So with that I say to her, that beautiful lady sitting out there, from me
and all my lucky brothers, that were given the honor to serve their country,
and the privilege of flying this great lady in skies of Vietnam - Thank you
for the memories...Thank you for always being there...Thank you for always
bringing us home regardless of how beat up and shot up you were..., Thank
You!!!!.
You will never be forgotten, we loved you then..... we love you now... and
will love you till our last breath ...
And as the sun sets today, if you listen quietly and closely you will hear
that faint wop wop wop of our mother speaking to all her children past and
present who rode her into history in a blaze of glory ...she will be saying
to them: I am here... I will always be here with you.
I am at peace and so should you be ... and so should you be.
Friday, May 20, 2011
The Right Way, the Wrong Way and the Army Way
I see where LTC Terry Lakin (I don't care what the Army says, he earned the rank and has done nothing to deserve losing it) is home from his stint at Leavenworth. As a combat vet and former non-commissioned officer I am personally and professionally outraged at his sacrifice on the alter of political expediency. Or more correctly, political chicanery. From all available information his "trial" at court martial was a mockery. The trial judge (I wonder what colour HER skin is) hamstrung his defense, ignoring the requirement that orders be lawful to be legitimate. The question was not even allowed to be raised.
There can be no doubt that the present occupant of the White House National Park is an illegitimate poser. Article II Paragraph 1 of the Constitution plainly states that the holder of the office of Commander in Chief be a natural born citizen of the United States. Barack Hussein Obama is not so qualified, regardless of the existence of, or validity of, birth certificates, long or short. No import exists for the location of his birth, the fact remains that his father was not a citizen of this country but rather of Kenya (note to the adolescent hacker who built his "birth certificate" Africa is not a nation) hence Barry baby is not "a natural born citizen" of the US whether born in Mombasa, Honolulu or even Chicago, the ghetto of gutter politics and ward heeling from which he emanated . Even the Botoxed Bolshevik Bimbo from the Cereal State knew enough to certify him as "the official candidate of the Democratic Party" rather than as a qualified candidate as she did John McCain. (That says a lot for Nancy the Nut Job if she would consider HIM qualified either. But I digress.) The only question remaining is how long this charade can continue. The harm to the republic already is dangerously close to irreparable.
So the Army court, suckling on the public teat, refuses to address the issue, the civilian courts, suckling on the public teat, refuse to allow private citizens the "standing" to address the issue and the lamestream media, suckling on the Obama penis denigrate the efforts of anyone attempting to address the issue (and concomitantly shed light on their fellatio) with derision, distortion and disinformation. "Public be dissed" and "all the propaganda we feel to print".
Only in the US Army could Mrs Calley's little boy Billy wind up in Leavenworth for following an unlawful order, and LTC Lakin attend the same alma mater for NOT doing so.
There can be no doubt that the present occupant of the White House National Park is an illegitimate poser. Article II Paragraph 1 of the Constitution plainly states that the holder of the office of Commander in Chief be a natural born citizen of the United States. Barack Hussein Obama is not so qualified, regardless of the existence of, or validity of, birth certificates, long or short. No import exists for the location of his birth, the fact remains that his father was not a citizen of this country but rather of Kenya (note to the adolescent hacker who built his "birth certificate" Africa is not a nation) hence Barry baby is not "a natural born citizen" of the US whether born in Mombasa, Honolulu or even Chicago, the ghetto of gutter politics and ward heeling from which he emanated . Even the Botoxed Bolshevik Bimbo from the Cereal State knew enough to certify him as "the official candidate of the Democratic Party" rather than as a qualified candidate as she did John McCain. (That says a lot for Nancy the Nut Job if she would consider HIM qualified either. But I digress.) The only question remaining is how long this charade can continue. The harm to the republic already is dangerously close to irreparable.
So the Army court, suckling on the public teat, refuses to address the issue, the civilian courts, suckling on the public teat, refuse to allow private citizens the "standing" to address the issue and the lamestream media, suckling on the Obama penis denigrate the efforts of anyone attempting to address the issue (and concomitantly shed light on their fellatio) with derision, distortion and disinformation. "Public be dissed" and "all the propaganda we feel to print".
Only in the US Army could Mrs Calley's little boy Billy wind up in Leavenworth for following an unlawful order, and LTC Lakin attend the same alma mater for NOT doing so.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Reflections on Public Education and Other Forms of Incarceration
Couple of years back the first and third prize winners of the National Spelling Bee were home schooled. One has to wonder if public education is living up to its potential or merely spending up to its budget.
It is important to note that the primary purpose of an educational system is to prepare children to be productive citizens by equipping them with the skills necessary to hold a job. Stand in a checkout line at your local super market and you can see exactly how efficient public education is at accomplishing that mission.
There are scanners to input the prices (complete with an annoying beep reminiscent of a Mickey D's fry-o-lator on Quaaludes), a loudspeaker to announce these prices, (with no requirement that the drone behind the cash register even verify its rectitude and precluding the necessity that he or she knows how to read) and a connection to the cash register that allows the self same loudspeaker to announce to all and sundry exactly how much you are in the habit of spending on your weekly Wheaties or non-essential Chinese junk. (The detritus kind, not the floating kind.) Then the self same brainless voice announces to the equivalently brainless clone exactly how much change to tender you, leaving this victim of public education quivering in confusion as to how many dollars, dimes and pennies make up, "Change due, three dollars seventy-three cents."
(If you really want to set the cat amongst the pigeons offer the odd quarter and pennies and say, "Just give me the even five." Any shopper who can't clear at least a thousand dollars a year in un-reported income with this trick just isn't living up to his potential.)
While never having learned to add, subtract, multiply or divide without electronic assistance, and barely having a clue which button to do when, you may rest assured that thirteen years of exposure to the public school system will have our hapless adolescent firm in the "knowledge" that:
a) Heather's two mommies are indicative of a normal alternative life style
b) The warming pattern of the globe can only be changed if he buys an electric hybrid from Government Motors
c) The rapacious appetite for energy of profit driven industry is responsible for all the ills of the world, to include the common cold and ragweed (but not of course the energy overhead of his own 42" plasma TV and attached DVD, TiVo and Gameboy)
Next stop will be an "institute of higher learning" where his lack of mathematical expertise will serve him in good stead as the prospect of assuming student loan debt equivalent to a mortgage on seven bedrooms, 3-1/2 baths, complete with debit card, strikes him as sound fiduciary policy. Baying socialist jackasses will inculcate him with propaganda proclaiming that the only cure for government instigated disaster is more of the same and our now thoroughly brainwashed clone will buy into it to the tune of ignoring the Constitution as the congresscritters do. For the same reason; they've never read it, neither has he.
Meanwhile, guess to whom, or what, our "educated" fool is indebted. Why the same government that's been hosing him all his life! First the involuntary servitude of the brainwashing "educational experience", then the involuntary servitude of inescapable debt to the federal government (by Obobocare law, the sole source of student loans) that with a little luck will be paid off just in time for him to co-sign for his own kids' slavery.
It is important to note that the primary purpose of an educational system is to prepare children to be productive citizens by equipping them with the skills necessary to hold a job. Stand in a checkout line at your local super market and you can see exactly how efficient public education is at accomplishing that mission.
There are scanners to input the prices (complete with an annoying beep reminiscent of a Mickey D's fry-o-lator on Quaaludes), a loudspeaker to announce these prices, (with no requirement that the drone behind the cash register even verify its rectitude and precluding the necessity that he or she knows how to read) and a connection to the cash register that allows the self same loudspeaker to announce to all and sundry exactly how much you are in the habit of spending on your weekly Wheaties or non-essential Chinese junk. (The detritus kind, not the floating kind.) Then the self same brainless voice announces to the equivalently brainless clone exactly how much change to tender you, leaving this victim of public education quivering in confusion as to how many dollars, dimes and pennies make up, "Change due, three dollars seventy-three cents."
(If you really want to set the cat amongst the pigeons offer the odd quarter and pennies and say, "Just give me the even five." Any shopper who can't clear at least a thousand dollars a year in un-reported income with this trick just isn't living up to his potential.)
While never having learned to add, subtract, multiply or divide without electronic assistance, and barely having a clue which button to do when, you may rest assured that thirteen years of exposure to the public school system will have our hapless adolescent firm in the "knowledge" that:
a) Heather's two mommies are indicative of a normal alternative life style
b) The warming pattern of the globe can only be changed if he buys an electric hybrid from Government Motors
c) The rapacious appetite for energy of profit driven industry is responsible for all the ills of the world, to include the common cold and ragweed (but not of course the energy overhead of his own 42" plasma TV and attached DVD, TiVo and Gameboy)
Next stop will be an "institute of higher learning" where his lack of mathematical expertise will serve him in good stead as the prospect of assuming student loan debt equivalent to a mortgage on seven bedrooms, 3-1/2 baths, complete with debit card, strikes him as sound fiduciary policy. Baying socialist jackasses will inculcate him with propaganda proclaiming that the only cure for government instigated disaster is more of the same and our now thoroughly brainwashed clone will buy into it to the tune of ignoring the Constitution as the congresscritters do. For the same reason; they've never read it, neither has he.
Meanwhile, guess to whom, or what, our "educated" fool is indebted. Why the same government that's been hosing him all his life! First the involuntary servitude of the brainwashing "educational experience", then the involuntary servitude of inescapable debt to the federal government (by Obobocare law, the sole source of student loans) that with a little luck will be paid off just in time for him to co-sign for his own kids' slavery.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
$38.6 Billion: Whoop de Do!
While the news media and the congresscritters are dancing in the streets and risking severe cervical spinal damage from patting themselves on the back over a not quite forty billion cut in the federal budget little cognizance seems to be given to the fact that it's just a spit in the ocean. The projected deficit of $1,650,000,000,000.00 or thereabouts is just about 42.746 times the amount cut from the budget (if Texas Instruments still knows how to manufacture a calculator).
Big effing deal. That's about the equivalent of saying, "We can't pay the mortgage or put food on the table, but we just paid off the library fine for an overdue comic book." I say comic book since it is obvious there are very few in the Zombie Zone of DC who can read words. Certainly not the words of the Constitution of the United States. They even admit that half of what they do is unconstitutional. The Bolshevik Bimbo from the Land of Fruits, Nuts and Flakes even stands in front of the House chamber and proclaims that legislation must be passed un-read "so we can see what's in it!" with a fatuous grin (grimace) that makes you think she either really IS that stupid or she's been snorting Kerry's botox. Just in case lardass AlGore is right and excess CO2 is causing global warming will someone please smother that bitch. (Allegorically, of course.)
No-one expects the Kommie Kenyan Pretender to worry about the Constitution. After all they never studied it in Indonesia, and all he learned in law school is how to get around it. Just like the Senate slugs who ignored Constitutional requirements and put one of their own in Foggy Bottom. (Of course with those stern sheets it's now Fuggy Bottom. She may not believe it, but hers stinks like everyone else's.) The Senate was probably glad to see the back of the Hildebeast. First thing she does is sign the UN Small Arms Treaty and attempt to give away our civil rights to the Army of the Powder Blue Beanie. If the Senate is ever stupid enough to ratify that rag watch the Second American Revolution break out right here in River City. (We got trouble with a capital "T" and that rhymes with "C" and that stands for Congress!)
Is this what has become of the Constitutional Republic those of us in uniform have sworn to protect, preserve and defend and the Constitution unto which we are sworn to bear true faith and allegiance? Is this the country for which over 58,000 of my brothers (including my room mate) were sacrificed? I am outraged at the betrayal of their oath of the bulk of the Congresscritters whom we compensate at four times the wage of the average worker and allow to steal enough more to walk out of office as millionaires. I'm tired of government fomented by talking heads on the tube who's only skill is reading the (generally grammatically atrocious) propaganda scripts before them. I'm tired of an educational system that turns out fools unable to determine the difference between fact and opinion with over $100,000.00 in student loan debt to highlight their stupidity. I'm tired of a government too busy meddling in issues beyond their Constitutional purview to do the job they are in place to do, defending the country and its borders.
I'm tired, cranky and MAD AS HELL!
Big effing deal. That's about the equivalent of saying, "We can't pay the mortgage or put food on the table, but we just paid off the library fine for an overdue comic book." I say comic book since it is obvious there are very few in the Zombie Zone of DC who can read words. Certainly not the words of the Constitution of the United States. They even admit that half of what they do is unconstitutional. The Bolshevik Bimbo from the Land of Fruits, Nuts and Flakes even stands in front of the House chamber and proclaims that legislation must be passed un-read "so we can see what's in it!" with a fatuous grin (grimace) that makes you think she either really IS that stupid or she's been snorting Kerry's botox. Just in case lardass AlGore is right and excess CO2 is causing global warming will someone please smother that bitch. (Allegorically, of course.)
No-one expects the Kommie Kenyan Pretender to worry about the Constitution. After all they never studied it in Indonesia, and all he learned in law school is how to get around it. Just like the Senate slugs who ignored Constitutional requirements and put one of their own in Foggy Bottom. (Of course with those stern sheets it's now Fuggy Bottom. She may not believe it, but hers stinks like everyone else's.) The Senate was probably glad to see the back of the Hildebeast. First thing she does is sign the UN Small Arms Treaty and attempt to give away our civil rights to the Army of the Powder Blue Beanie. If the Senate is ever stupid enough to ratify that rag watch the Second American Revolution break out right here in River City. (We got trouble with a capital "T" and that rhymes with "C" and that stands for Congress!)
Is this what has become of the Constitutional Republic those of us in uniform have sworn to protect, preserve and defend and the Constitution unto which we are sworn to bear true faith and allegiance? Is this the country for which over 58,000 of my brothers (including my room mate) were sacrificed? I am outraged at the betrayal of their oath of the bulk of the Congresscritters whom we compensate at four times the wage of the average worker and allow to steal enough more to walk out of office as millionaires. I'm tired of government fomented by talking heads on the tube who's only skill is reading the (generally grammatically atrocious) propaganda scripts before them. I'm tired of an educational system that turns out fools unable to determine the difference between fact and opinion with over $100,000.00 in student loan debt to highlight their stupidity. I'm tired of a government too busy meddling in issues beyond their Constitutional purview to do the job they are in place to do, defending the country and its borders.
I'm tired, cranky and MAD AS HELL!
Monday, February 21, 2011
Stupid Tax
Many who know me are aware of the fact that I follow the programme and theses of Dave Ramsey. (www.daveramsey.com) Unfortunately there are myriad in government who do not. One of the principles that Dave teaches is that there are times you have to take your lumps and pay for the mistakes you have made; he refers to this as "Stupid Tax". Bitching and whining will not make this go away. Been there, done that, got the T-shirt.
The time is come for the taxpayer to pay his stupid tax. You have elected these self serving sycophants and they have screwed you. Whine, bitch and complain to your heart's content, but pay the bill. YOU HAVE NO CHOICE.
The situation in Wisconsin is a classic example of what is going on. The governor is taking advantage of the typical attitude of those who for one reason or another work without the benefits and protection of a negotiated contract. Unwilling to recognise their own stupid tax responsibility they lash out at those who are so protected.
In stupid reaction, union workers stage protests and strikes to protest their so called grievances, in so doing performing patently illegal walkouts, encouraging students they are charged with educating to act similarly dishonestly and illegally.
Meanwhile Governor Walker whips the ensuing tempest to a froth by proposing to unilaterally abrogate a contract, or contracts and forge ahead with the union busting plan that apparently was his agenda the whole time. Never have I seen a collective bargaining agreement that was not signed by BOTH parties, and I worked under them for nearly four decades. Either party not adhering to a contract is in breach. I suspect that in this case the teachers' unions have allowed themselves to be maneuvered into that position.
Guess what, boys and girls, your stupid tax is coming due.
The public reaction is predictable; irrational, but predictable. "Why should they get stuff I haven't got, especially when I have to pay for it?" Why then, did you pay no attention when these contracts were negotiated? How many school board meetings have you attended? How many times have you written to your state and federal legislators and told them to keep their noses out of local affairs? How many protests have YOU attended to see that state and federal departments of education are unfunded with YOUR tax dollars?
How many times have you not bothered to vote in school board elections or against school budgets?
Guess what, boys and girls, your stupid tax is coming due.
And public employees, what have you done to protect your own wage/benefit package? Signed on to a "Wimpy" contract? ("I will gladly pay you on Thursday for a hamburger today".) Remember him from Popeye? (Don't remember Popeye? OK, your education has been neglected; I could already tell that from the way you write.) Believed the promises of a bunch of politicians on the other side of the bargaining table? Politicians who you KNOW will lie, cheat, steal, and kiss your neighbours ugly grand baby to feather their own nests; and if they are not lawyers themselves they will have lawyers by their sides. Lawyers who will lie, cheat and/or steal, as that's their stock-in-trade. (After all has it not been said that it's 99% of lawyers who give the 1% a bad name? Shakespeare knew this a half a millennium ago.) Why were you not collecting benefits as you were earning them, instead of relying on promises?
Guess what, boys and girls, your stupid tax is coming due.
And to the Goebbelsesque propaganda machine that purports to be news media, your demonstrated journalistic integrity has put you just below lawyers, used car salesmen and congresscritters on the public trust-o-meter. Used to be that if-it-bleeds-it-leads, but now the fit into biased agenda dictates how, and if, it places. If Greenpeace ever gets laws against caging birds passed your market will disappear and folks will have to start wrapping their fish in wax paper.
Guess what, boys and girls, your stupid tax is coming due.
If I walk into your restaurant, consume a meal and then afterward complain that I cannot afford it is it YOUR fault that I ordered the Beef Wellington at $46.95 a plate? Or is consuming and not paying a case of theft of service? But then again, what would you expect from politicians, they're thieves by their very nature; getting paid for producing NOTHING. (Except disruption and confusion of course; not exactly marketable commodities.)
Our national debt of over $401,000 per person (your basic government 401K plan) would disappear if Congress would tax stupid instead of income.
The time is come for the taxpayer to pay his stupid tax. You have elected these self serving sycophants and they have screwed you. Whine, bitch and complain to your heart's content, but pay the bill. YOU HAVE NO CHOICE.
The situation in Wisconsin is a classic example of what is going on. The governor is taking advantage of the typical attitude of those who for one reason or another work without the benefits and protection of a negotiated contract. Unwilling to recognise their own stupid tax responsibility they lash out at those who are so protected.
In stupid reaction, union workers stage protests and strikes to protest their so called grievances, in so doing performing patently illegal walkouts, encouraging students they are charged with educating to act similarly dishonestly and illegally.
Meanwhile Governor Walker whips the ensuing tempest to a froth by proposing to unilaterally abrogate a contract, or contracts and forge ahead with the union busting plan that apparently was his agenda the whole time. Never have I seen a collective bargaining agreement that was not signed by BOTH parties, and I worked under them for nearly four decades. Either party not adhering to a contract is in breach. I suspect that in this case the teachers' unions have allowed themselves to be maneuvered into that position.
Guess what, boys and girls, your stupid tax is coming due.
The public reaction is predictable; irrational, but predictable. "Why should they get stuff I haven't got, especially when I have to pay for it?" Why then, did you pay no attention when these contracts were negotiated? How many school board meetings have you attended? How many times have you written to your state and federal legislators and told them to keep their noses out of local affairs? How many protests have YOU attended to see that state and federal departments of education are unfunded with YOUR tax dollars?
How many times have you not bothered to vote in school board elections or against school budgets?
Guess what, boys and girls, your stupid tax is coming due.
And public employees, what have you done to protect your own wage/benefit package? Signed on to a "Wimpy" contract? ("I will gladly pay you on Thursday for a hamburger today".) Remember him from Popeye? (Don't remember Popeye? OK, your education has been neglected; I could already tell that from the way you write.) Believed the promises of a bunch of politicians on the other side of the bargaining table? Politicians who you KNOW will lie, cheat, steal, and kiss your neighbours ugly grand baby to feather their own nests; and if they are not lawyers themselves they will have lawyers by their sides. Lawyers who will lie, cheat and/or steal, as that's their stock-in-trade. (After all has it not been said that it's 99% of lawyers who give the 1% a bad name? Shakespeare knew this a half a millennium ago.) Why were you not collecting benefits as you were earning them, instead of relying on promises?
Guess what, boys and girls, your stupid tax is coming due.
And to the Goebbelsesque propaganda machine that purports to be news media, your demonstrated journalistic integrity has put you just below lawyers, used car salesmen and congresscritters on the public trust-o-meter. Used to be that if-it-bleeds-it-leads, but now the fit into biased agenda dictates how, and if, it places. If Greenpeace ever gets laws against caging birds passed your market will disappear and folks will have to start wrapping their fish in wax paper.
Guess what, boys and girls, your stupid tax is coming due.
If I walk into your restaurant, consume a meal and then afterward complain that I cannot afford it is it YOUR fault that I ordered the Beef Wellington at $46.95 a plate? Or is consuming and not paying a case of theft of service? But then again, what would you expect from politicians, they're thieves by their very nature; getting paid for producing NOTHING. (Except disruption and confusion of course; not exactly marketable commodities.)
Our national debt of over $401,000 per person (your basic government 401K plan) would disappear if Congress would tax stupid instead of income.
Friday, January 28, 2011
And somewhere in the middle lie the facts...
Citizens of Transylvania, UNITE! Congress has been up on the Hill building monsters again. (Line freely plagiarized from a play script I read one time. IIRC it was "Light Up the Sky".)
Why is it that politicos and pundits all see the problem with "health" care as an issue of insurance. When people didn't have insurance their sick care (which is REALLY what we are talking about in the great debate) consisted of calling the doctor to the house when you couldn't cure it yourself. Now with the concomitant circumstance of coverage and litigation we are treated to home wrecking sick care costs predicated on the practice of medicine that supplies the highest cost whiz bang pharmaceuticals, regardless of efficacy, provided by companies with the biggest advertising budgets (as well as detail reps with the biggest busts) and the most congresscritters in their pockets. All overseen by a power hungry (it's a government agency, what would you expect?) FDA intent on rubber stamping so called college research grant generated reports reminiscent of nineteenth century snake oil spiels. "Independent research" on products of companies "supporting" it to the tune of billions of dollars is an oxymoron, at best.
Meanwhile back at the court house, doctors are spending an inordinate amount of time defending their malpractice of not calling for an MRI for every hangnail, or are back in their offices interpreting the results of the MRIs prescribed with reckless abandon in an effort to stay out of court. Why the hell not, insurance is covering it.
So now, the cost of government and industry sky-rockets ostensibly due to the cost of health care benefits afforded to their employees; benefits that the employees earn on an hour-by-hour, day-by-day basis. Let it never be said that employers "provide" health insurance any more than they "provide" three hots and a cot for their employees and their families. It is earned by employees as part of their wage and benefit package. Unfortunately too many employees believe the promises of their employers. Instead of collecting their insurance costs on a paycheck-to-paycheck basis they trust that the insurance will be there if and when they need it. Rather like pensions and social security, health insurance becomes an "unfunded liability". Now when it's time to pay up, the employer whines about the expense, while the employee whines about the employer being broke. In reality it's the product of mutual stupidity and/or duplicity.
Along comes the Troika from Hell (Kenyan Kommunist Pretender, Bolshevik Bimbo from the Land of Fruits and Nuts and the Marxist Mormon from the Mafia State) with another stupid government program that purports to solve the problem by forcing every body into the program that caused it in the first place. Mandatory "health insurance" makes as much sense as Jim Jones' exhortations to drink the Kool-Aid. And with the promise of turning the monitoring over to the American Gestapo (IRS) with similar brand of "persuasion".
So lets just blame the problem on union contracts. Note the lame stream media emphasis is on "union" not "contract". A contract is a mutual agreement between parties. If you don't think the contract is to your mutual advantage, don't enter into it. First complaint is that the cost of labor is too high. I've got a bulletin for you, Spanky; the cost of labor is now, has always and will be forevermore the same. One hundred percent. Nothing in your lifestyle is made of material that did not come from God's green Earth. Nothing. All you pay is for the labor of the folks who dug it up, cut it down, harvested or processed it, and carried it to your store or door. (And of course the four times average American wage for congresscritters to legislate half again the cost into their own collective pocket.)
Next logical step is government provided health care. Anybody who thinks that will work has only to speak to any veteran unfortunate enough to deal with the VA "health care" system. A bunch of generally really nice people bogged down in a bureaucracy and inundated by enough clientele to make a six month wait for an appointment almost a given. Call any VAMC (Veterans Administration Medical Center) and the first thing you will hear is "if this is an emergency, hang up and dial 911". At least they're honest.
Let it never be said that I would elucidate a problem without tendering a solution. I propose that every one be given the opportunity to have a Health Savings Account and that health care insurance plans have a reasonable threshold of say, $10,000 or one calendar quarter's gross income whichever is smaller (That's a threshold, not a deductible or co-pay.) Individuals would be given full tax credit for any deposits into an HSA until their threshold offset is met, and for any subsequent deposits to replenish the account. By removing the mickey mouse small claims onto the shoulders of the patient's HSA the cost of insurance would rapidly plummet. So too would the overhead of claims processing to the medical professionals. The lower premium cost would offset HSA deposit cost to the employee and the higher wage would increase tax revenue to the government.
Might be worth a closer look. Couldn't be any worse than what we got.
Why is it that politicos and pundits all see the problem with "health" care as an issue of insurance. When people didn't have insurance their sick care (which is REALLY what we are talking about in the great debate) consisted of calling the doctor to the house when you couldn't cure it yourself. Now with the concomitant circumstance of coverage and litigation we are treated to home wrecking sick care costs predicated on the practice of medicine that supplies the highest cost whiz bang pharmaceuticals, regardless of efficacy, provided by companies with the biggest advertising budgets (as well as detail reps with the biggest busts) and the most congresscritters in their pockets. All overseen by a power hungry (it's a government agency, what would you expect?) FDA intent on rubber stamping so called college research grant generated reports reminiscent of nineteenth century snake oil spiels. "Independent research" on products of companies "supporting" it to the tune of billions of dollars is an oxymoron, at best.
Meanwhile back at the court house, doctors are spending an inordinate amount of time defending their malpractice of not calling for an MRI for every hangnail, or are back in their offices interpreting the results of the MRIs prescribed with reckless abandon in an effort to stay out of court. Why the hell not, insurance is covering it.
So now, the cost of government and industry sky-rockets ostensibly due to the cost of health care benefits afforded to their employees; benefits that the employees earn on an hour-by-hour, day-by-day basis. Let it never be said that employers "provide" health insurance any more than they "provide" three hots and a cot for their employees and their families. It is earned by employees as part of their wage and benefit package. Unfortunately too many employees believe the promises of their employers. Instead of collecting their insurance costs on a paycheck-to-paycheck basis they trust that the insurance will be there if and when they need it. Rather like pensions and social security, health insurance becomes an "unfunded liability". Now when it's time to pay up, the employer whines about the expense, while the employee whines about the employer being broke. In reality it's the product of mutual stupidity and/or duplicity.
Along comes the Troika from Hell (Kenyan Kommunist Pretender, Bolshevik Bimbo from the Land of Fruits and Nuts and the Marxist Mormon from the Mafia State) with another stupid government program that purports to solve the problem by forcing every body into the program that caused it in the first place. Mandatory "health insurance" makes as much sense as Jim Jones' exhortations to drink the Kool-Aid. And with the promise of turning the monitoring over to the American Gestapo (IRS) with similar brand of "persuasion".
So lets just blame the problem on union contracts. Note the lame stream media emphasis is on "union" not "contract". A contract is a mutual agreement between parties. If you don't think the contract is to your mutual advantage, don't enter into it. First complaint is that the cost of labor is too high. I've got a bulletin for you, Spanky; the cost of labor is now, has always and will be forevermore the same. One hundred percent. Nothing in your lifestyle is made of material that did not come from God's green Earth. Nothing. All you pay is for the labor of the folks who dug it up, cut it down, harvested or processed it, and carried it to your store or door. (And of course the four times average American wage for congresscritters to legislate half again the cost into their own collective pocket.)
Next logical step is government provided health care. Anybody who thinks that will work has only to speak to any veteran unfortunate enough to deal with the VA "health care" system. A bunch of generally really nice people bogged down in a bureaucracy and inundated by enough clientele to make a six month wait for an appointment almost a given. Call any VAMC (Veterans Administration Medical Center) and the first thing you will hear is "if this is an emergency, hang up and dial 911". At least they're honest.
Let it never be said that I would elucidate a problem without tendering a solution. I propose that every one be given the opportunity to have a Health Savings Account and that health care insurance plans have a reasonable threshold of say, $10,000 or one calendar quarter's gross income whichever is smaller (That's a threshold, not a deductible or co-pay.) Individuals would be given full tax credit for any deposits into an HSA until their threshold offset is met, and for any subsequent deposits to replenish the account. By removing the mickey mouse small claims onto the shoulders of the patient's HSA the cost of insurance would rapidly plummet. So too would the overhead of claims processing to the medical professionals. The lower premium cost would offset HSA deposit cost to the employee and the higher wage would increase tax revenue to the government.
Might be worth a closer look. Couldn't be any worse than what we got.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Jaundiced View from the High Plains
This from my facebook page in reference to the following article: http://www.resistnet.com/f
on Thursday, 29 July 2010 at 07:15
Once again I shout from the rooftops. They are NOT "illegal immigrants", or "illegal aliens". Illegal entry is a crime! Trespass is the crime of entering upon property wherein you have no legal authority to be. These people are CRIMINAL TRESPASSERS. If I, with my family, break into your house, sleep in your beds, endanger the lives and welfare of your family, does that make us undocumented dinner guests? No! It makes us criminals, whether we're only there to "make a better life for our family" or not.
As for the argument that this criminal might be alive if she had been deported on schedule; note, that's deported, not "released", the fact remains that she never would have been incarcerated at all if she had refrained from CRIMINAL ACTIVITY. I have every sympathy for anyone so despondent as to take her own life (that also being a crime, incidentally) but see no standing for her family to litigate. Any judge who would let this case go forward should be reminded that consequences to a criminal during the commission of a crime are on his (or in this case her) own head.
Until such time as the federal oligarchy starts performing its job, cases such as this will continue. Confiscating 40% of the nations economy in a vote buying program to keep themselves in "public (self) service" (and paying themselves four times the average working stiff's wages while at it) is not what the Constitution calls for. It is most assuredly, however, what the founders envisioned and what they wrote the Constitution to preclude. We now have a congressional majority of self serving sycophants who ignore said Constitution on a daily basis, and a Kenyan pretender in the white house who, in any other position in the military but commander-in-chief would be shot for dereliction of duty, installed by an electorate of such intellectual magnitude as to believe that Obama would pay their mortgages and fill their tanks with gas.
Forty-four years ago this month I raised my right hand and solemnly swore before my Heavenly Father and man to protect, preserve and defend this nation and her Constitution against "all enemies, foreign and domestic". I do not recall there being an expiration date on that oath. It is the same oath that all in congress swore, and most now ignore. Betraying an oath makes one a traitor. Betraying an oath in time of war gives aid and comfort to the enemy; by definition treason. The penalty for treason is hanging. There are a lot of lamp posts in Washington, DC.
Do the math.
As for the argument that this criminal might be alive if she had been deported on schedule; note, that's deported, not "released", the fact remains that she never would have been incarcerated at all if she had refrained from CRIMINAL ACTIVITY. I have every sympathy for anyone so despondent as to take her own life (that also being a crime, incidentally) but see no standing for her family to litigate. Any judge who would let this case go forward should be reminded that consequences to a criminal during the commission of a crime are on his (or in this case her) own head.
Until such time as the federal oligarchy starts performing its job, cases such as this will continue. Confiscating 40% of the nations economy in a vote buying program to keep themselves in "public (self) service" (and paying themselves four times the average working stiff's wages while at it) is not what the Constitution calls for. It is most assuredly, however, what the founders envisioned and what they wrote the Constitution to preclude. We now have a congressional majority of self serving sycophants who ignore said Constitution on a daily basis, and a Kenyan pretender in the white house who, in any other position in the military but commander-in-chief would be shot for dereliction of duty, installed by an electorate of such intellectual magnitude as to believe that Obama would pay their mortgages and fill their tanks with gas.
Forty-four years ago this month I raised my right hand and solemnly swore before my Heavenly Father and man to protect, preserve and defend this nation and her Constitution against "all enemies, foreign and domestic". I do not recall there being an expiration date on that oath. It is the same oath that all in congress swore, and most now ignore. Betraying an oath makes one a traitor. Betraying an oath in time of war gives aid and comfort to the enemy; by definition treason. The penalty for treason is hanging. There are a lot of lamp posts in Washington, DC.
Do the math.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
On Firearms: Opinion of a Geriatric Cuss Old Enough to be Opinionated
This is a re-post of a note from my facebook page of the indicated date.
The second amendment to the Constitution recognizes (not grants, recognizes) everyone's right to be armed for the defense of person and property unless and until that right has been surrendered by virtue of criminal activity. Lately it seems that the criminal activity has been on the part of governing tyrants making rules to reserve civil rights unto themselves and their cronies, and enforcing those rules purporting them to be law. Should you be resident in such locales it is incumbent upon you to take whatever steps are necessary to have any such illegal laws (doesn't that seem an oxymoron?) struck from the books before society falls into the state known as WROL; without rule of law. WROL is what happens when the police are dis-inclined or unable to protect society such as what happened during hurricane Katrina in New Orleans the other day. At that time, up to and including the present, authorities went house to house confiscating personal property at gunpoint and have not as yet returned all to rightful owners. So if your firearms were stolen by the cops in New Orleans back then, good luck ever seeing them again. And if the cops also broke into your storefront in an effort to harvest emergency supplies for the public good, good luck in getting your TVs and DVD players back again too.
Case law has proven time and again that governmental agencies have NO DUTY TO PROTECT YOU! Police are provided by governments to protect society as a whole (which primarily means the government) and to apprehend criminal perpetrators for prosecution by the government (and incidentally the people) they are hired to protect. Note that I refer to them as hired, not sworn. Duly sworn law enforcement officers are sworn to protect the people, but hired to protect the government. The US Capitol Police Department consists of approximately 1600 officers, or about three protectors for each member of the Congress. Granted there are more than 535 people in the Capitol but God forbid there ever was a hostage situation in the building guess who would be saved first, the young page just beginning her life or the geriatric doddering old fool who has been sitting on his ass swilling uselessly at the public trough for the last 60 years. Bottom line YOU are responsible for your own life and safety.
There are numerous ways to protect the life and safety of yourself and loved ones. You can study martial arts and after 20 or 30 years develop the skills required to disarm someone bent on your destruction. Of course if he is bent on destructing you with anything more destructive than a club or knife you will no doubt find yourself at a net deficit. Two 9mm slugs beat a 10th dan black belt 9 out of 10 times. Maybe that's why they call them 9mm. Those self same 2 each 9mm can easily be trumped however by 2 equivalent 9mm traveling on a reciprocal vector; especially if dispatched first.
If you are alive, you have a life to protect. If you are married with children, or even if you have parents, aunts, uncles, friends, neighbours, or in-laws you have multiple lives to protect. (Although in the case of in-laws there has been vigorous debate from time immemorial.) THERE IS NOBODY OUT THERE TO COVER YOUR ASS BUT YOU, SKIPPY! Bottom line: get armed, get trained, get good. Unarmed you are a slave to circumstance. Un-trained you are a criminal case waiting to be prosecuted. Un-good you are a hazard to yourself and others. There is little consolation having shot a loved one in the fact that you thought you were aiming at the bad guy.
The first question anyone who has decided to take his responsibility seriously (And here I hasten to state that the masculine pronoun is gender unspecific. I refuse to butcher the language of Shakespeare and Keats in an effort to appear politically correct. Those who know me, know better and those who know me not, matter not.) will ask is, "What kind of gun should I buy." As a veteran of close to two decades of military service I will immediately respond that a gun is something that lives on the deck of a ship, so unless you are a navy you are shopping for either a rifle, a shotgun (I know, I know sometimes things are wrong enough long enough to be accepted as correct. See my PC comment earlier.) or a sidearm. ("Handgun" isn't the only thing those Bozos of the Brady bunch screw up.) Ask this question of ten people and if you get less than a dozen different answers you are probably in the newsroom of the L.A. Times. (Gun? Why would you want a gun? The police are there to protect you. Guns are dangerous. Guns should be outlawed. Yadda, yadda, and/or yadda. You can tell the sheeple by the tune they bleat.) Quick answer: firearms are designed to make dead stuff out of live stuff, so what are you needing to kill? And where and under what circumstances. The ONLY justification for killing something is if it is trying to kill you or another innocent or if you are going to eat it. If your attacker is an elephant on the African veldt a nice double rifle in .600 Nitro Express is quite appropriate. But if accosted by a club wielding panther at a Philadelphia polling place you might find a discrete sidearm in 9mm quite sufficient. Conventional wisdom says that you want something big enough to knock the bad guy on his bum, but small enough not to knock you on your own bum.
Further consideration must be given to blatancy. If you chose to carry a long arm (rifle or shotgun) discretion is difficult at best to exhibit; some sort of sidearm will be necessary if you choose not to advertise the fact that you are equipped to protect yourself. That means that in all but three states you will need a note from Mommy saying you are allowed to exercise your God given right to self defense. Most states today have laws stating that they MUST give you a note to teacher as long as you are not a proven dirt bag. Several states have laws saying you MAY get a note if the government feels like giving it to you (ie. you know, or blow, someone) and at the pinnacle of ignorance of human rights we find the states of Wisconsin and Illinois (plus the territories of Guam and Northern Marianas) where concealed carry of a sidearm is not allowed for the hoi polloi and civil rights are reserved to minions of the state. Granted Wisconsin allows open carry of a sidearm when you can get away without police harassment, and Illinois allows open carry when you are outside city limits. At least you can protect yourself from a rabid triceratops, but Heaven fore-fend that you might consign some inner city scum attempting to murder,rape or rob you to a long term career as a sub-subterranean horticulturist. (Just lying there pushing up daisies.)
Of course, like everything in this life, there ain't no free lunch, and everyone has an opinion or two. If I were shopping for a first firearm I think I would be looking for a pistol caliber carbine, preferably in 9mm Parabellum (also known as 9mm Luger, 9mm NATO or 9x19mm) because that's what the government uses. If rule of law collapses the first thing the powers that will stop at nothing to continue to be will do is shut down access to ammunition. "Borrowing" from the authorities to return one round at a time may be your only option and a long firearm is easier to handle and aim than a sidearm. A carbine is compact enough to be used as a home protection weapon in most circumstances and the 9x19 round is tender enough not to be a hand cannon but sturdy enough to be quite dissuading in a social situation. Besides when it comes time to graduate to a pistol you will be using common ammunition and in some cases even common magazines.
Next purchase (NO ONE is properly equipped without several firearms) I would recommend in my never to be humble opinion is a .22 caliber pistol. While the .22 Long Rifle cartridge is fairly anemic as a defensive cartridge, ammo is quite inexpensive (sometimes as low as a nickel a round in bulk) and learning to handle a sidearm without the flash, bang and buck of a larger caliber is a good thing. Add the fact that most "22" pistols hold at least 10 rounds and will put serious sting on an assailant at danger range (generally considered to be within 7 yards) and you will only be under equipped in an all out gunfight. Knife or bludgeon wielding assailants, you could probably hold your own.
Third candidate for your hard earned dollars is a pistol in the same caliber as the carbine. At this point you will have to decide if you will be discreet carrying or not, and select a sidearm appropriately sized to be easily concealed or large enough to be more accurate. Remember that social situations usually develop at fairly close distances so the ability to group 5 shots under a quarter from 50 yards away is not necessary. (Fun, but not necessary.) Unless you are going to be one those "gun nuts" fabled in movies and media you are probably going to want something reasonably concealable based on hand and body size.
When rule of law collapses, collapse of access to food will follow quite rapidly. If grocery store shelves empty at threat of a half foot of snow now, imagine what will happen at the threat of half a year of armed lawlessness. A .22 rifle is a handy pot hunting firearm for small game like rabbits and squirrels. Again the cost of ammunition is too cheap not to get and stay proficient.
Last but far from least I would recommend a good rifle in 5.56x45mm NATO. Again that is the current issue of government forces and is essentially the same as .223 civilian ammo. Make sure the firearm you are considering will digest either. Some .223 rifles will not chamber 5.56 or will not like the higher pressure of military ammo. Base your decisions on the fact that it could come to "appropriating" ammunition from military sources, and not necessarily US forces. There are "mutual aid" agreements in place to allow foreign troops onto American soil, and you can (and are) bet your life if rule of law collapses in this country there will be UN forces running around the country attempting to disarm the populous. I like the Ruger Ranch Rifle in this caliber as it is not huge nor overly heavy and can take larger game like deer and antelope. Compared to the cost of AR platform firearms the Ranch Rifle runs 1/2 to 1/4 the price as well.
I like the thought of having at least 500, preferably 1000 rounds for each muzzle in your inventory. I recommend you buy as much as you can each month until you reach what is your comfort level. Remember the first commodity to disappear will be ammunition. You should have a year's supply on hand to balance your year's supply of subsistence commodities.
Now that you have all the essentials in hand you might consider a shotgun or two. 12 gauge generally has the greatest selection of munitions while 20 ga. is easier on the physiology. Smooth-bore barrels on many models can be changed for rifled barrels that will throw a sabot discarding slug a respectable distance and put some pretty big game in the pot. Fresh meat is always a negotiable currency in hard times.
My personal preference for a daily carry piece is a .45 ACP (Automatic Colt Pistol) caliber compact pistol. Like a very wise man once said, ".45 ACP; because shooting twice is silly." Not for the faint of heart or hand, the .45 does what it was designed to do puts bad guys down quick. Few are there who remain standing after 45 hollow points knock on their chests.
Remember: It's not paranoia if they are really after you.
Pray for peace, but lock and load.
Case law has proven time and again that governmental agencies have NO DUTY TO PROTECT YOU! Police are provided by governments to protect society as a whole (which primarily means the government) and to apprehend criminal perpetrators for prosecution by the government (and incidentally the people) they are hired to protect. Note that I refer to them as hired, not sworn. Duly sworn law enforcement officers are sworn to protect the people, but hired to protect the government. The US Capitol Police Department consists of approximately 1600 officers, or about three protectors for each member of the Congress. Granted there are more than 535 people in the Capitol but God forbid there ever was a hostage situation in the building guess who would be saved first, the young page just beginning her life or the geriatric doddering old fool who has been sitting on his ass swilling uselessly at the public trough for the last 60 years. Bottom line YOU are responsible for your own life and safety.
There are numerous ways to protect the life and safety of yourself and loved ones. You can study martial arts and after 20 or 30 years develop the skills required to disarm someone bent on your destruction. Of course if he is bent on destructing you with anything more destructive than a club or knife you will no doubt find yourself at a net deficit. Two 9mm slugs beat a 10th dan black belt 9 out of 10 times. Maybe that's why they call them 9mm. Those self same 2 each 9mm can easily be trumped however by 2 equivalent 9mm traveling on a reciprocal vector; especially if dispatched first.
If you are alive, you have a life to protect. If you are married with children, or even if you have parents, aunts, uncles, friends, neighbours, or in-laws you have multiple lives to protect. (Although in the case of in-laws there has been vigorous debate from time immemorial.) THERE IS NOBODY OUT THERE TO COVER YOUR ASS BUT YOU, SKIPPY! Bottom line: get armed, get trained, get good. Unarmed you are a slave to circumstance. Un-trained you are a criminal case waiting to be prosecuted. Un-good you are a hazard to yourself and others. There is little consolation having shot a loved one in the fact that you thought you were aiming at the bad guy.
The first question anyone who has decided to take his responsibility seriously (And here I hasten to state that the masculine pronoun is gender unspecific. I refuse to butcher the language of Shakespeare and Keats in an effort to appear politically correct. Those who know me, know better and those who know me not, matter not.) will ask is, "What kind of gun should I buy." As a veteran of close to two decades of military service I will immediately respond that a gun is something that lives on the deck of a ship, so unless you are a navy you are shopping for either a rifle, a shotgun (I know, I know sometimes things are wrong enough long enough to be accepted as correct. See my PC comment earlier.) or a sidearm. ("Handgun" isn't the only thing those Bozos of the Brady bunch screw up.) Ask this question of ten people and if you get less than a dozen different answers you are probably in the newsroom of the L.A. Times. (Gun? Why would you want a gun? The police are there to protect you. Guns are dangerous. Guns should be outlawed. Yadda, yadda, and/or yadda. You can tell the sheeple by the tune they bleat.) Quick answer: firearms are designed to make dead stuff out of live stuff, so what are you needing to kill? And where and under what circumstances. The ONLY justification for killing something is if it is trying to kill you or another innocent or if you are going to eat it. If your attacker is an elephant on the African veldt a nice double rifle in .600 Nitro Express is quite appropriate. But if accosted by a club wielding panther at a Philadelphia polling place you might find a discrete sidearm in 9mm quite sufficient. Conventional wisdom says that you want something big enough to knock the bad guy on his bum, but small enough not to knock you on your own bum.
Further consideration must be given to blatancy. If you chose to carry a long arm (rifle or shotgun) discretion is difficult at best to exhibit; some sort of sidearm will be necessary if you choose not to advertise the fact that you are equipped to protect yourself. That means that in all but three states you will need a note from Mommy saying you are allowed to exercise your God given right to self defense. Most states today have laws stating that they MUST give you a note to teacher as long as you are not a proven dirt bag. Several states have laws saying you MAY get a note if the government feels like giving it to you (ie. you know, or blow, someone) and at the pinnacle of ignorance of human rights we find the states of Wisconsin and Illinois (plus the territories of Guam and Northern Marianas) where concealed carry of a sidearm is not allowed for the hoi polloi and civil rights are reserved to minions of the state. Granted Wisconsin allows open carry of a sidearm when you can get away without police harassment, and Illinois allows open carry when you are outside city limits. At least you can protect yourself from a rabid triceratops, but Heaven fore-fend that you might consign some inner city scum attempting to murder,rape or rob you to a long term career as a sub-subterranean horticulturist. (Just lying there pushing up daisies.)
Of course, like everything in this life, there ain't no free lunch, and everyone has an opinion or two. If I were shopping for a first firearm I think I would be looking for a pistol caliber carbine, preferably in 9mm Parabellum (also known as 9mm Luger, 9mm NATO or 9x19mm) because that's what the government uses. If rule of law collapses the first thing the powers that will stop at nothing to continue to be will do is shut down access to ammunition. "Borrowing" from the authorities to return one round at a time may be your only option and a long firearm is easier to handle and aim than a sidearm. A carbine is compact enough to be used as a home protection weapon in most circumstances and the 9x19 round is tender enough not to be a hand cannon but sturdy enough to be quite dissuading in a social situation. Besides when it comes time to graduate to a pistol you will be using common ammunition and in some cases even common magazines.
Next purchase (NO ONE is properly equipped without several firearms) I would recommend in my never to be humble opinion is a .22 caliber pistol. While the .22 Long Rifle cartridge is fairly anemic as a defensive cartridge, ammo is quite inexpensive (sometimes as low as a nickel a round in bulk) and learning to handle a sidearm without the flash, bang and buck of a larger caliber is a good thing. Add the fact that most "22" pistols hold at least 10 rounds and will put serious sting on an assailant at danger range (generally considered to be within 7 yards) and you will only be under equipped in an all out gunfight. Knife or bludgeon wielding assailants, you could probably hold your own.
Third candidate for your hard earned dollars is a pistol in the same caliber as the carbine. At this point you will have to decide if you will be discreet carrying or not, and select a sidearm appropriately sized to be easily concealed or large enough to be more accurate. Remember that social situations usually develop at fairly close distances so the ability to group 5 shots under a quarter from 50 yards away is not necessary. (Fun, but not necessary.) Unless you are going to be one those "gun nuts" fabled in movies and media you are probably going to want something reasonably concealable based on hand and body size.
When rule of law collapses, collapse of access to food will follow quite rapidly. If grocery store shelves empty at threat of a half foot of snow now, imagine what will happen at the threat of half a year of armed lawlessness. A .22 rifle is a handy pot hunting firearm for small game like rabbits and squirrels. Again the cost of ammunition is too cheap not to get and stay proficient.
Last but far from least I would recommend a good rifle in 5.56x45mm NATO. Again that is the current issue of government forces and is essentially the same as .223 civilian ammo. Make sure the firearm you are considering will digest either. Some .223 rifles will not chamber 5.56 or will not like the higher pressure of military ammo. Base your decisions on the fact that it could come to "appropriating" ammunition from military sources, and not necessarily US forces. There are "mutual aid" agreements in place to allow foreign troops onto American soil, and you can (and are) bet your life if rule of law collapses in this country there will be UN forces running around the country attempting to disarm the populous. I like the Ruger Ranch Rifle in this caliber as it is not huge nor overly heavy and can take larger game like deer and antelope. Compared to the cost of AR platform firearms the Ranch Rifle runs 1/2 to 1/4 the price as well.
I like the thought of having at least 500, preferably 1000 rounds for each muzzle in your inventory. I recommend you buy as much as you can each month until you reach what is your comfort level. Remember the first commodity to disappear will be ammunition. You should have a year's supply on hand to balance your year's supply of subsistence commodities.
Now that you have all the essentials in hand you might consider a shotgun or two. 12 gauge generally has the greatest selection of munitions while 20 ga. is easier on the physiology. Smooth-bore barrels on many models can be changed for rifled barrels that will throw a sabot discarding slug a respectable distance and put some pretty big game in the pot. Fresh meat is always a negotiable currency in hard times.
My personal preference for a daily carry piece is a .45 ACP (Automatic Colt Pistol) caliber compact pistol. Like a very wise man once said, ".45 ACP; because shooting twice is silly." Not for the faint of heart or hand, the .45 does what it was designed to do puts bad guys down quick. Few are there who remain standing after 45 hollow points knock on their chests.
Remember: It's not paranoia if they are really after you.
Pray for peace, but lock and load.
Hack, Poison or Burn?
This is a re-pub of a note from my facebook page of the indicated date.
by Matt Worner on Sunday, 12 December 2010 at 18:19
Conventional medical wisdom insists that any cancer be treated by: A. surgery; hack it out or off, B. chemotherapy; poison the body in hope that the malignancy will succumb before the rest of the body does, or C. radiation treatment; burn the malignancy with radioactive waste wishing for result similar to chemo. Then there is the unconventional course of treatment that figures let it go in hope that the patient will die of something else sooner.
Why is it that the same people who will jump at A,B or C for a malignant hangnail will go along with the non-treatment option for the global malignancy of the United Nations? This body of "diplomats" elected by no-one and appointed by governments mostly elected by no-one sits scavenging off the largess of the United States while acting to destroy this nation, the one paying the bulk of the cost of keeping them in limousines. And as if suckling off the public teat wasn't free ride enough, they have to finagle a couple of extra millions for themselves in such schemes as the "Oil for Food" program that kept one of their un-elected cronies in business for an extra decade until American GIs could drag him out of his rat hole for his own people to hang. Hanging was a fate too good for him. I would have tossed him into a tank of pig offal to see how long he could tread water... er blood and guts.
The time has come for this country to get out of the UN and to get the UN the hell out of this country. No longer should we put up with the diplomatic abuse of allowing every banana republic to take out their envy of our freedom and enterprise by attempting to force this nation into the fetid mold of their own forms of oppression. It would be nice to PiNG all the slugs who feel that a New York City fire hydrant is a parking space reserved sign just for them. Think of the gum shoe dollars that could be saved trailing their espionage agents as well.
The Wilsonian notion of a "League of Nations" didn't work in the beginning and hasn't shown any signs of working since. No wonder they are angling to disarm American citizens (with the complicit co-operation of the Kommie Kenyan Pretender and his illegal secretary of state), those silly blue beanies make such lovely targets. Admiral Yamomoto's movie quote about a rifle behind every blade of grass may be typical Hollywood hyperbole but it ain't far off fact. I'm sure the eighty million firearms owners in this country would be THRILLED to turn them over in hopes for "world peace". Just like in Cambodia, Botswana, Iraq, Iran, Darfur, Indonesia,Chicago, and all the world's other scenic hot spots where unarmed populaces routinely assume the peaceful aspect of dead.
There was a time, bordering now on the irretrievable, when this was the most vibrant, powerful nation in the world; the product of visionary geniuses who gave us a Constitutional government unlike any in history, before or since. For almost two-hundred and twenty years self serving sycophants have promised and wheedled their way into positions to sacrifice the interests of the people and destroy that government and the liberties it is mandated to guarantee. I guess they figure their own cushy jobs will be safe when they surrender the country to the thugs on the East River. Ha! Even Hitler knew enough to shoot collaborators once he took over.
As did the underground...
Why is it that the same people who will jump at A,B or C for a malignant hangnail will go along with the non-treatment option for the global malignancy of the United Nations? This body of "diplomats" elected by no-one and appointed by governments mostly elected by no-one sits scavenging off the largess of the United States while acting to destroy this nation, the one paying the bulk of the cost of keeping them in limousines. And as if suckling off the public teat wasn't free ride enough, they have to finagle a couple of extra millions for themselves in such schemes as the "Oil for Food" program that kept one of their un-elected cronies in business for an extra decade until American GIs could drag him out of his rat hole for his own people to hang. Hanging was a fate too good for him. I would have tossed him into a tank of pig offal to see how long he could tread water... er blood and guts.
The time has come for this country to get out of the UN and to get the UN the hell out of this country. No longer should we put up with the diplomatic abuse of allowing every banana republic to take out their envy of our freedom and enterprise by attempting to force this nation into the fetid mold of their own forms of oppression. It would be nice to PiNG all the slugs who feel that a New York City fire hydrant is a parking space reserved sign just for them. Think of the gum shoe dollars that could be saved trailing their espionage agents as well.
The Wilsonian notion of a "League of Nations" didn't work in the beginning and hasn't shown any signs of working since. No wonder they are angling to disarm American citizens (with the complicit co-operation of the Kommie Kenyan Pretender and his illegal secretary of state), those silly blue beanies make such lovely targets. Admiral Yamomoto's movie quote about a rifle behind every blade of grass may be typical Hollywood hyperbole but it ain't far off fact. I'm sure the eighty million firearms owners in this country would be THRILLED to turn them over in hopes for "world peace". Just like in Cambodia, Botswana, Iraq, Iran, Darfur, Indonesia,Chicago, and all the world's other scenic hot spots where unarmed populaces routinely assume the peaceful aspect of dead.
There was a time, bordering now on the irretrievable, when this was the most vibrant, powerful nation in the world; the product of visionary geniuses who gave us a Constitutional government unlike any in history, before or since. For almost two-hundred and twenty years self serving sycophants have promised and wheedled their way into positions to sacrifice the interests of the people and destroy that government and the liberties it is mandated to guarantee. I guess they figure their own cushy jobs will be safe when they surrender the country to the thugs on the East River. Ha! Even Hitler knew enough to shoot collaborators once he took over.
As did the underground...
On Gun Control: Reflections on a Dirtbag Named Hasan
This is a re-pub of a note from my face book page of the indicated date.
by Matt Worner on Friday, 31 December 2010 at 07:55
Back in 1968 there were areas in Viet Nam where the civil and military authorities had given up any hope of effective control. They were designated as "free fire zones" and as we flew over them (I was a door gunner) if we saw anything that moved we were free to engage and destroy it. Even there the enemy were allowed to shoot back! They knew that when they went there they took their lives into their own hands. (Rather like areas of New York City, Chicago and Los Angeles)Now in accordance with the "law of un-intended consequences" (the underlying principle of most of the idiocy emanating from our congresscritters) we have a similar clutch of free fire zones in schoolyards, campuses, courthouses, military installations (including VA hospitals; although why they would be afraid of an armed constituency makes sense), and yes even post offices! Actions legal anywhere else are criminalized in these "sensitive" areas. Simple possession of a device of self protection (a God given right guaranteed to be un-infringed by government) is a criminal act, regardless of whether used or not. Note, however, that the government, the servant of the people, reserves unto itself rights denied to the masters, the citizenry. Yes, the Fort Hood victims were required to die while waiting arrival of the government minions to take action; those self same police who have NO RESPONSIBILITY TO PROTECT ANY INDIVIDUAL. Real Catch 22 situation. "You cannot protect yourself, and I don't have to." Not that policemen of all stripes will not go to the wall to protect an individual; they have, numerous times and many have sacrificed their own lives doing so, but there is no legal imprimatur requiring them to. In fact courts have ruled numerous times that the police are there to protect "society as a whole" (which by and large means government minions first, others if possible) but not any individual.
What other civil right requires you to take a course ($100.00) and pay a registration fee (another $100.00) to exercise. Imagine the outrage if you were required to pay $100 to register to vote, and another at the polls. And the right to vote is not even guaranteed in the Constitution! Implied, of course, and by amendment precluded from being denied to individuals based on certain characteristics (race, gender, age) but never specifically guaranteed like the right to defend yourself and loved ones, even from the government! But the government infringes on these rights at will and few want to go through the legal nut roll of violating their unconstitutional fiat. After all, even when you're exonerated in court, your lawyer has to be paid.
The fact of the matter remains, ALL gun control laws are unconstitutional unless the second amendment is repealed (and the odds of getting 38 states to go along with that are slim to none). They only continue to be passed by traitors to their oaths to "protect, preserve and defend" and enforced by similar traitors.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Commentators, Westboro Baptists, and Other Scum
What is it about some people that they will bray about any subject no matter how sick if it can be perceived to follow the cognitive process of their own monorail mentalities. I won't elevate that cognitive process to the level of thought, for thought implies a bit of human concern and consideration lacking in slugs of certain ilk.
Among the indicated low lives you will find such as those of the Wesboro Baptist, so called "Church" who intrude upon the most profound grief that any parent could ever conceive of, the death services of a child. To indicate that your son or daughter deserved to die because of a policy for which he or she had neither responsibility nor input is despicable behaviour of the lowest sort Add to that the fact that the serving warrior was protecting your right to be the kind of scum found floating on a puddle of piss.
Similar discourse emanates from the babbling heads of the lame-stream media regarding the sick and sickening actions of Saturday last in Tucson. To even intimate that any patriotic American would condone, let alone encourage the acts of a madman puts Olberman, Matthews and their ilk in the same pond scum category as the Westboro slugs. And of course there is the bird brained twittering of Hanoi Jane, the Westboro equivalent of my war and my generation. If I thought there was a chance of encountering that shameless, useless lowlife bitch (apologies to dogs and dog lovers everywhere) I'd save my spit for a month. The misogynistic street euphemism for a woman referring to her genitalia is far too elevated a title for this bimbo as well as the current crop of Boob Tube "personalities" spreading their filth in hope of counting political coup.
If there is a classic example of the sort of political disregard for truth and decency the statements broadcast by Pima County Sheriff Dupnick stand four square at the head of the list. In an obvious effort to cover his own southern exposure he points a finger at those who would hold him and his political cronies feet to the fire of legitimate performance of sworn duty and just about advocates a plea of insanity for the son of one of his department's former employees; apparently a person with whom he was not un-familiar and who's problems properly reported would have precluded his ever legally purchasing a firearm.
There is one further fact on which the puling propaganda purveyors are strangely quiescent; that is the fact that three civilian sheepdogs, one a 61 year old lady, took the rabid wolf down before he could re-load his pistol and continue the carnage. Amid all the whining prophecy of doom from the candy assed gun grabbers aver Arizona's constitutional carry laws the fact remains that the reason this incident went as far as it did is because there was no-one equipped in the crowd to defend himself and others. They were obliged to wait helpless until the perpetrator ran out of ammunition. You may rest assured though that the Brady bunch will use this event as an excuse to further the disarmament of those who could have stopped this incident with discharge of one round inbound instead of waiting for thirty outbound to empty the criminal's firearm.
Among the indicated low lives you will find such as those of the Wesboro Baptist, so called "Church" who intrude upon the most profound grief that any parent could ever conceive of, the death services of a child. To indicate that your son or daughter deserved to die because of a policy for which he or she had neither responsibility nor input is despicable behaviour of the lowest sort Add to that the fact that the serving warrior was protecting your right to be the kind of scum found floating on a puddle of piss.
Similar discourse emanates from the babbling heads of the lame-stream media regarding the sick and sickening actions of Saturday last in Tucson. To even intimate that any patriotic American would condone, let alone encourage the acts of a madman puts Olberman, Matthews and their ilk in the same pond scum category as the Westboro slugs. And of course there is the bird brained twittering of Hanoi Jane, the Westboro equivalent of my war and my generation. If I thought there was a chance of encountering that shameless, useless lowlife bitch (apologies to dogs and dog lovers everywhere) I'd save my spit for a month. The misogynistic street euphemism for a woman referring to her genitalia is far too elevated a title for this bimbo as well as the current crop of Boob Tube "personalities" spreading their filth in hope of counting political coup.
If there is a classic example of the sort of political disregard for truth and decency the statements broadcast by Pima County Sheriff Dupnick stand four square at the head of the list. In an obvious effort to cover his own southern exposure he points a finger at those who would hold him and his political cronies feet to the fire of legitimate performance of sworn duty and just about advocates a plea of insanity for the son of one of his department's former employees; apparently a person with whom he was not un-familiar and who's problems properly reported would have precluded his ever legally purchasing a firearm.
There is one further fact on which the puling propaganda purveyors are strangely quiescent; that is the fact that three civilian sheepdogs, one a 61 year old lady, took the rabid wolf down before he could re-load his pistol and continue the carnage. Amid all the whining prophecy of doom from the candy assed gun grabbers aver Arizona's constitutional carry laws the fact remains that the reason this incident went as far as it did is because there was no-one equipped in the crowd to defend himself and others. They were obliged to wait helpless until the perpetrator ran out of ammunition. You may rest assured though that the Brady bunch will use this event as an excuse to further the disarmament of those who could have stopped this incident with discharge of one round inbound instead of waiting for thirty outbound to empty the criminal's firearm.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Protect, Preserve, Defend
"I, Matthew John Worner, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God."
I raised my right hand and swore the above oath in July of 1966, just short of a half century ago. Aside from the part about obeying orders it is essentially the same oath sworn by our congressmen every two years. To swear an oath, and then break it is defined as betrayal, being the act of a traitor. Interesting that it takes a rule change to make our congresscritters adhere to the constitution that that they have sworn to uphold. Let's hope that the century and more old habit of betrayal ends before it causes the kind of street rioting breeding in Europe.
Incidentally, that oath that I and every man and woman in uniform swore has never expired. Note also that enemies referred to are both "foreign and domestic".
It is long past time to eject the traitors who refuse to adhere to the Constitution. We owe it to our grandchildren to stop the ballooning indebtedness (currently over $400,000.00 per citizen) they incur and hold those incurring it accountable. First step is to remind them that they produce NOTHING of value to the economy, certainly nothing to make them worthy of a paycheck exceeding that of the average American worker by four times. The only thing the American Congress has ever created is an oligarchic bureaucracy that stifles the creativity and energy of a vibrant populous, converting producers into government financed slaves; slaves who vote their masters into cushy jobs where they manage to walk away with millions more than even their bloated salaries would suggest they could ever save. Currently the various levels of government steal about 45% of the fruits of the labour of the people they ostensibly serve; mostly by virtue of the unconstitutional income tax supposedly passed by the sixteenth amendment to the Constitution and sold on the premise that it would only f..k the rich. Instead it has become the fiduciary underpinning of a bureaucratic nightmare combined with a wealth redistribution scheme designed to buy votes and stifle the working class while the lazy drones feast on bread and circuses. Circuses tubed right into their own (tax financed) living rooms, complete with Goebbelsesque propaganda posing as news, saving them having to go out in the cold with those foolish workers.
Just think, Congresscritter, when you got them stuffing the paper in their shoes to keep their feet warm, they probably won't read about what you are up to.
I raised my right hand and swore the above oath in July of 1966, just short of a half century ago. Aside from the part about obeying orders it is essentially the same oath sworn by our congressmen every two years. To swear an oath, and then break it is defined as betrayal, being the act of a traitor. Interesting that it takes a rule change to make our congresscritters adhere to the constitution that that they have sworn to uphold. Let's hope that the century and more old habit of betrayal ends before it causes the kind of street rioting breeding in Europe.
Incidentally, that oath that I and every man and woman in uniform swore has never expired. Note also that enemies referred to are both "foreign and domestic".
It is long past time to eject the traitors who refuse to adhere to the Constitution. We owe it to our grandchildren to stop the ballooning indebtedness (currently over $400,000.00 per citizen) they incur and hold those incurring it accountable. First step is to remind them that they produce NOTHING of value to the economy, certainly nothing to make them worthy of a paycheck exceeding that of the average American worker by four times. The only thing the American Congress has ever created is an oligarchic bureaucracy that stifles the creativity and energy of a vibrant populous, converting producers into government financed slaves; slaves who vote their masters into cushy jobs where they manage to walk away with millions more than even their bloated salaries would suggest they could ever save. Currently the various levels of government steal about 45% of the fruits of the labour of the people they ostensibly serve; mostly by virtue of the unconstitutional income tax supposedly passed by the sixteenth amendment to the Constitution and sold on the premise that it would only f..k the rich. Instead it has become the fiduciary underpinning of a bureaucratic nightmare combined with a wealth redistribution scheme designed to buy votes and stifle the working class while the lazy drones feast on bread and circuses. Circuses tubed right into their own (tax financed) living rooms, complete with Goebbelsesque propaganda posing as news, saving them having to go out in the cold with those foolish workers.
Just think, Congresscritter, when you got them stuffing the paper in their shoes to keep their feet warm, they probably won't read about what you are up to.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Greetings from the High Plains
Well, good afternoon there Sports Fans and Music Lovers.
Welcome to the latest in the malevolent rantings of the Old Curmudgeon. We'll be sharing the occasional never to be convicted of humble opinions with those interested and intrepid enough to tolerate them and aggravating the hell out of the rest. Your comments are cordially invited with the proviso that they may be mocked, their spelling and grammar critiqued, and just generally be dismissed as idiocy if they are of the caliber of those of the average TV talking head.
Speaking of TV talking heads you should note that since I tossed the tube in 1976 (true Spirit of '76) my exposure to the brain burn is severely limited; mostly to YouTube re-runs and propaganda web sites like MSNBC and Young Turks. Radio listening is limited to XM as we are far enough from any commercial transmitters to be treated to anything more than static and cattle futures. Frankly I'd be surprised if there are more than a dozen other people in the county who would recognize a Bach concerto or wouldn't bitch about "that bloody row" as does my wife. Most listening time is spent on talk radio and complaining to each other about the egregious ignorance of Constitutional principles exhibited by what purport to be the servants of the people. Make that SELF-servants of the people.
By way of brief background for those fortunate enough to have lived without me. I am retired from Local Union 102 of the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers (www.ibewlocal102.org) where I was privileged to receive four years of paid training in an interesting trade and a decent living for myself and family for some thirty-eight years. During that time I managed to break off for a two year sabatical with the US Army (1966-68) culminating in a five month tour with the 187th Assault Helicopter Company out of Tay Ninh, RVN. (Hence the signature block). Growing up in metro North Jersey and having the opportunity to ramble around the planet a bit at government and corporate expense I came to recognize that there was certainly a better way to live than in home waters, so to speak, so when retirement reared its gorgeous head shortly after the turn of the century (21st wiseass; I'm not that old) my blushing bride of some 31 years took to the internet to find a place to plant in in the great southwestern states. Northeastern New Mexico fit the bill nicely and in December of 2002 we closed on our little slice of Heaven here on the high plains.
I like to say that I have waited a damn long time for my geriatric senility, and I intend to take every advantage of it. Drop by from time to time and I'll treat you to running commentary and well reasoned opinion on what's wrong with the world and how to fix it before our grandkids are old enough to hold it against us (or hopefully, our memory).
Cheerio and keep smiling. (It makes people wonder what the hell you're up to.)
Welcome to the latest in the malevolent rantings of the Old Curmudgeon. We'll be sharing the occasional never to be convicted of humble opinions with those interested and intrepid enough to tolerate them and aggravating the hell out of the rest. Your comments are cordially invited with the proviso that they may be mocked, their spelling and grammar critiqued, and just generally be dismissed as idiocy if they are of the caliber of those of the average TV talking head.
Speaking of TV talking heads you should note that since I tossed the tube in 1976 (true Spirit of '76) my exposure to the brain burn is severely limited; mostly to YouTube re-runs and propaganda web sites like MSNBC and Young Turks. Radio listening is limited to XM as we are far enough from any commercial transmitters to be treated to anything more than static and cattle futures. Frankly I'd be surprised if there are more than a dozen other people in the county who would recognize a Bach concerto or wouldn't bitch about "that bloody row" as does my wife. Most listening time is spent on talk radio and complaining to each other about the egregious ignorance of Constitutional principles exhibited by what purport to be the servants of the people. Make that SELF-servants of the people.
By way of brief background for those fortunate enough to have lived without me. I am retired from Local Union 102 of the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers (www.ibewlocal102.org) where I was privileged to receive four years of paid training in an interesting trade and a decent living for myself and family for some thirty-eight years. During that time I managed to break off for a two year sabatical with the US Army (1966-68) culminating in a five month tour with the 187th Assault Helicopter Company out of Tay Ninh, RVN. (Hence the signature block). Growing up in metro North Jersey and having the opportunity to ramble around the planet a bit at government and corporate expense I came to recognize that there was certainly a better way to live than in home waters, so to speak, so when retirement reared its gorgeous head shortly after the turn of the century (21st wiseass; I'm not that old) my blushing bride of some 31 years took to the internet to find a place to plant in in the great southwestern states. Northeastern New Mexico fit the bill nicely and in December of 2002 we closed on our little slice of Heaven here on the high plains.
I like to say that I have waited a damn long time for my geriatric senility, and I intend to take every advantage of it. Drop by from time to time and I'll treat you to running commentary and well reasoned opinion on what's wrong with the world and how to fix it before our grandkids are old enough to hold it against us (or hopefully, our memory).
Cheerio and keep smiling. (It makes people wonder what the hell you're up to.)
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