Sunday, June 30, 2013

The savaging of Paula Deen

Good evening Folks:

Well the subject this evening is another of the outrages the news media has grown to love and nurture. The more, it seems, that something stinks to High Heaven, the More the news media seems to pimp it up.

The latest outrage, at least in my mind is the Crucifixion by the "Media Mongols" of well known Chef and self-made businesswoman Paula  Deen , for committing what I consider a Noble and Law-Abiding Deed.

That is, Outrageously, Mrs. Deen actually had the gall to unashamedly tell the Truth under Oath . How Dare She.

Mrs Deen was asked, on the witness stand, in a court of Law if she had ever used the (Oh my God) Verboten, outrageous, filthy, anti-Christian and dreaded  "N" word. The word that is now only associated with Vampires, Animists and the unholy few that are also guilty of the Horrible Crimes of voting for who they want, instead of for the "flavor of the day'.And damned if she didn't tell the truth!!!I am wondering if there is any one person in this Country who have never used the flaming "N" Word. Before you hold up your hand, if you are not over the age of 2, you are not qualified. Personally, I think that is a prettty mild expletive when compared to the "MF" word which is now bandied about and I'm sure to be included in the next Edition of Websters.

And now for telling the truth, Mrs, Deen is being shunned by everyone except Playboy Magazine.

She is being dropped by Walmart (you know, the folks that have killed small towns across the length and breadth of what used to be America., Walgreens (motto: When better drugs are made, we'll raise the price on them) Home Depot, Moe's Bar (Just kidding, the folks in Moe's bar, including those passed out drunk, have better sense than does the rest of the pack of Hyenas that are Howling in the Night in a bloody Coven of Glee. I don't know about anyone else, but I am sick and tired of what was once a sensible, god Fearing Nation, being turned into what just one skinny little Piss Ant directs that it will become.In addition, Mrs Deens Book, already contracted for by Amazon, and already at No 1, will be cancelled (A good Lawyer (if there is such a thing) could tear Amazon a new one for this act of Lemming Stupidity.

Pardon me while I puke on the steps of the Capitol.
I have it right now, If you (and I ) wish to live and flourish in the "New America", we MUST endorse the following:

We must be for 1. Gay Marriage. 2. the Legalisation of Street Drugs 3. The passage of a bill making it mandatory to, if one wishes to vote, fill out one's ballot and turn it in to a court of review, to insure one is voting for the right party. 4. The no doubt inevitable iniative that a prospective  Independent Voter must a. Undergo Castration and b. receive and smile through a Prefrontal Lobotomy. We must also worship at the shrine of overpaid Athletes, Actors and Hedge Fund owners who have donated to the correct Party.

so, Is it too late for America. You can bet your Ass and Assets it is

Its about time to Invade Poland.

Sheesh

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Monday, June 10, 2013

National Security

GOOD MORNING FOLKS

Well, the Papers are full this Morning of all the Fooferaw concerning that Idiot that released so called secret information to the press. We all need to relax, folks....because

This  has been done for years and years. The NSA has operated intercepts for a long-long while. NOT ONE PRIVATE CITIZEN OR COMPANY HAS BEEN AFFECTED UNLESS THEY WERE IN FACT UP TO SOMETHING THAT WAS A SECURITY RISK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The NSA operates by computer screening of intercepts for certain sensitive words, which, when detected, is investigated more fully. Whether this operation consistof live, human review via an ongoing (current) telephone  call or Email, depends on two things.

How serious the NSA views this, as a threat.

Approval by a Secret Court whose only tasks are to approve the full viewing or hearing of any particular intercept  and The approval of an ongoing telephone or computer bug.

So, Folks, just settle down. there is plenty of things to gripe about/ vis a vis the Government, but this is not one of them.
Our Intelligence Services have been challenged enough over the years by such Traitorous people as this bonehead, that its a wonder that we have not suffereed even more attacks than we already have.

And, speaking of this bonehead, let us cogitate on a just punishment for this idiot.
I, for one, think he should be extradited to the United States and speedily clapped in a Federal Maximum Security Facility, designed for such people as constitute a danger to the Security of the People of the United States.

If there's any whining to do, let the ACLU do it. Thats all they do.

Folks, just remember one damn thing; When I speak of the Security of the United States, I mean YOU AND ME, for  a start. We and all the rest of the People of the United States ARE the United States.


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Saturday, May 4, 2013

Things my Father gave me.

Good Morning Friends:

Recently I was reading something, I don't recall what it was now, and it doesn't matter, when the phrase "Things my father left me" appeared on the page in front of me, I continued reading, but perhaps with only a part of my mind. That phrase kept running through my mind, and started me to thinking.

When my Father died, he had No material goods, to speak of, to leave anyone, other than a house full of furniture for my Mom, an Automobile, and some odds and ends, as we all leave behind.

I never resented the lack of an inheritance, but rather focused what lessons I could take from a review of my Father's Life.

In thinking back, I believe that, more important that what material goods I was left, were the things, the lessons, good and bad, that I carried forth after my Father.

My Father taught me, the hard way, that an average person can have his choice of a New Car every year or two, or an easier time meeting a budget.
My Father taught me, and I've been slow to learn, and to apply what I've learned, to control my temper.

My father taught me the incredible value of a loyal and loving wife, of which I have been enriched for almost 59 years.Notby example, but in showing what not to do.

My father taught me the value of a good Education, though he had but a few years, he was smart in many ways, and in other ways he was, not so smart, as all of us are.

My Father taught me to value humans more than things.

My father taught me to keep my word. The occasions that I have been a failure here have had a bitter reflux.

My father taught me, and again I've yet to master, Patience.

I will wish that I have been more of a Teacher of these, and  a million of other things, to my children, and to those I number as friends.

Be Well

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Saturday, April 27, 2013


Good Evening Folks:

Perhaps I shouldn't even be posting tonight, as I am upset.

There are several reasons for this present feeling

First and foremost was the bombing at the Boston Marathon, we have just got to find some way to bring this sort of thing to a close. The helpless fury that I feel when I think of all the people who were injured, and the Three who lost their lives, and then the additional life lost when a young man, A MIT policeman was killed for no reason other than he happened to be on duty, when one of the insane bombers happened along.

I feel a fury brought when I think of the young boy who was killed in the bombing, and the fury and the sadness is magnified when I think that his young sister lost one of her legs and his mother has head, and possibly Brain injuries. How in the world can a family stand this.  They just have to. No choice. Only sadness.

And yet as I think of the senseless death of all these people, I see on T.V. every day about more and more murders each and every day. And I see the same thing every day when I sit down at the computer.,

And to end the week, this week a Red Jeep Cherokee, belonging to My Wife and I was vandalized. The Vandals thought it was my Daughters car. The vandals painted a Swastika on the back of the car, again, thinking that they would make my daughter mad. Well, they did make her mad, because offhand, I can think of few people who have studied more about the Holocaust than my Daughter. When the subhumans in Hitler's minions obeyed his orders and killed people just because they wanted to prove that they would and could. Again, Re my Daughter; I Have watched her tears when she read of the Holocaust, or when she watched a documentary of these senseless acts. Just as the defacing of an automobile was a senseless-juvenile Act, Committed by people of one or two types, or perhaps both.
This act was committed by someone who had NO parental leadership, or chose to ignore it if they did. Either way, I will be 78 years old before too long and on my way out, and I think I'm not leaving a good world. Now, in some ways, I blame myself for at least some of these things. No not the Bombing, God knows. Not the daily blood-Harvest of human lives. God knows. But perhaps in the vandalizing of a car is partly my fault, because I am pretty sure I know who committed this senseless, Juvenile Act, and why and God knows this too.

I wish I had , at least, some answers, but I don't, and I won't, it's too late now.
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Friday, April 12, 2013

Good Evening:

Well, just finished watching the Evening news, and along with the usual dreck was the notification that Jonathan Winters has died.
Now I don't know for sure how many of you folks had the great good luck of seeing any of this Good Man's shows, but as for me I think he, along with such people as Peter Sellers, was one of the funniest people on this Earth.

I am in no fear of being corrected when I say that Mr. Winters did more good for more people, by putting a smile on their faces and joy in their hearts than any other Twelve dozen comedians.

Jonathan was, by todays standards, a clean Comic, as well. I only very very rarely  heard him say anything that was off color.

I Treasure the memories I have of Jonathan.

Jonathan Winters, a good man was 87.

Rest in Peace Jon, you'll be missed so much.

God Bless

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Sunday, March 31, 2013

Happy Easter Everyone.


I guess it was a coincidence but here on Easter Sunday, together with several articles in the Sunday Paper about Jesus' Crucifixion
there was also an article on a new Supercomputer that is in the process of coming on line.
The article, in addition to telling all about how many miles of wire it took to make this computer a reality, etc etc, also stated that the hope that it would be capable of over quintillion equations PER SECOND.
Folks, for one thing I cannot even imagine what the need for this fast a computer is. or what we need to know in a scintillion of a second, but the one thing I do know is that we, just maybe, just perhaps..We as a species are getting dangerously close to the edge of knowledge that we puny humans need to have access to.

Science has never been able to place a size to the universe. Science likes to believe that they DO know everything there is to know about the universe, but they don't, because up to now they have not had the tools to determine this figure.

Its just a guess, but I would imagine that the first use that the new super computer could be put to would be to figure out how large a NEW SUPERCOMPUTER,. it would take to determine the size of the Universe.

So perhaps a comparison would be: A man is given a shovel to dig down to find a larger shovel to dig down to find a larger yet shovel to dig down to find a larger yet yet shovel to dig down(ever faster and with ever heavier shovels full of dirt) to find an ever larger yet yet yet shovel to dig do....

Get the Idea?

Perhaps, just perhaps, it is part of the Grand Design (if there is one) that we, as a species, don't need to know a whole lot more than just this:   HOW BIG IS THE UNIVERSE? I DON'T KNOW! HOW LONG WOULD IT TAKE FOR A COMPUTER THE SIZE OF THE EARTH TO DETERMINE THIS SIZE OF DIMENSION. I DON'T KNOW!

To be absolutely truthful folks, I don't even know what else I need to know, other than to remember the things I have forgotten, those things I once knew, or thought I did, but no longer know.

Perhaps our brains are sort of a dry erase board of a finite size on which is written things as we learn them, but as the board fills, it is necessary that the top (oldest) line be erased to make room, for us to continue to chase our tails.
I do not know, Do You ?


Happy Easter
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Friday, March 15, 2013

This N That

Morning Folks:

Well it's been some time since I've posted anything, and even though I'm pretty sure that no one has felt like they have missed anything, I will still apologize, as I have missed the occasional comment.

I guess it could be accurately said that for awhile now I"ve been sort of downhearted by the actions of other folks who have erred in ways that have disappointed me, but who knows?, these same folks may feel as though I've erred in ways that disappoint them, as well, probis verbiscom!

But...to try and keep my aged fingers as flexible as they are likely to get, I have started writing. Following the example of my successful younger son, who IS a published writer, I've started writing stories, which even if they someday grow to book length, will never be published, for the main reason, they are not good enough.'

Still, its enjoyable, for me to try and meld at least some of the experiences of a too-long (77y) life, together with an imagination, just to see what comes out.

I've, thus far, Named my two Main Characters Therlew and his friend Norvun, and I've placed them in a small cotton-farming community in Arkansas, although it could have been one as a few other states, as easily. I am trying to write in the voice of these two worthies, and am thus far enjoying the effort. But enough about that.

I wonder about the health of someone I've never met, who, at last report that met my ear, ws suffering from multiple cancers. I've not heard of or from him in some time, but I will continue to pray for him and his wife. God bless you John.
I guess thats enough for today folks

Stay Happy and Well

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Sunday, January 20, 2013

Creepy things.



Good Morning All.

I guess we all, at one time or other have had something happen to us that is sort of creepy. Sometimes, perhaps most times, we can explain the happening afterwards, but sometimes we can't.

Such a thing happened to me a couple of days ago and I thought it was worth chronicling on the of chance that someone else would find it sort of odd and funny at the same time.

In the newspaper that morning I had just finished reading an article about the mystery of the person who, for many years, left a tribute of three roses and a half finished bottle of Cognac at the one time grave site of Edgar Allen Poe.

I had, in the past, read about this on several occasions, but had never dwelt long on it, but on this occasion I was somehow driven, no... make that mentally urged, to re-read the Poem "The Raven", just to refresh it in my mind, and I proceeded to do just that. I sat at my computer reading through the poem and was struck anew with the simplicity and perfection of the meter of the Poem.
After reading the poem I sat for some time deliberating, as we all do sometimes, on whether to print the Poem and create a file for it, and ultimately decided not to do so.

At just that time, while my mind was still wound up in the ball of string that was the subject currently before me, and lost in thought, as we all sometimes are, when suddenly, just after reading the line, "Came a tapping, at my door", there WAS a tapping, a rapid and insistent tapping at MY front door.

Folks I don't mind telling you, the hair on the back of my neck stood straight up, and I had goosebumps on top of goosebumps.

I got up from my chair to go to the door, half expecting I don't know what, but certainly something odd, opened the door and found not a Raven, not any other infernal symbol or mysterious avatar, but instead, Just the the Pastor of a local church in our small town stopping by to ask my wife and I to visit his church sometime.

I thanked the Minister politely and told him he would have to excuse me for being abrupt, but I had something on the stove, received his acknowledgement, and closed the door.

Now, this will sound a little silly, but after the Minister and his companion were on down the street, I timidly re-opened my door and looked to make sure there was nothing sinister "awaiting at my door". There wasn't.

Now I am 77 years old, or 539 in Dog's years, and I could count on the fingers of one hand the odd things that have happened to me or that I have witnessed, in my lifetime, that were unexplainable.

There was one other instance that I'll recite, then I'll close this too-long post.

My wife and I had gone for a Sunday drive outside of Natchez, Mississippi, where we lived at the time, and had stopped at a small Civil War Cemetery.

My wife and I had walked a little ahead of our friends and were enjoying the peaceful quiet beauty of the little graveyard, when we came upon one of the hundreds of markers we had seen,  and when I looked down at the plain back of the stone, I HAD to get out of there. I don't remember what I said to my wife, but I left the area we were in and was soon relieved of the ghostly panic feeling I had. I still do not know why I had to get away from that area, but I confess freely, without feeling a bit cowardly, I DID.

I would like to say I went back and investigated what name was on that stone, but I never did.


These are just two odd things that have happened to me in my lifetime. there have been other, which I may someday publish, but if any of you have strange but true stories in your life, please let me know. We will all enjoy them.

Stay Well

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Monday, January 14, 2013

Endangered Species


Good Morning All.

If I may I'd like to write a few lines about a subject that is Near and Dear to me; The English Language.

For some time, I have been adding to the fuel for a good "Grudge Fire" an attempt to repel the savages who would assault the ramparts of the Castle of the English Language.

Regularly, I read an interesting article on my Yahoo Home page, and then for some self-flagellating reason, I invariable read the comments per the article, following it ( the article).

As often as not, the article will contain several words misspelled and the thing that really ticks me off, will contain that asinine example of laziness, the phrase "LOL" or "OMG". Folks if you are too lazy to type out the full word, just quit typing, and for goodness sake, use spell check.

Another trend in our latterly, as a people, assault on our common language is the usages of the words "Like", "Totally" "You Know", "You Understand". It is really frustrating to a person who contemplates the future of our great Nation, if led by the people who so brutally rape our Language by using these silly phrases.

As an example sentence: "And I was Like, you know, totally like radically thrld by this Like" "Awesum Dude" who was Like, Totally Like Hot, You Know?.

This seeming season of laziness in regards to our English Language could, I supposed be blamed to the assinaine fad of 'Texting". Perhaps I will be the only person disturbed by this and other examples of ignorance, but I think that before a person under the age of, say, 30, can get a cell phone, he or she should have to pass a test via a written essay, in which the English used must be at least understandable and even, dare one hope, Correct.

Now if you want to assault me for daring to criticize such idiocy, I guess I'll just have to blame it on the fact that I have never Texted, never Twittered a single Twit to any Twit, have been known to go for months on end without using a cellular telephone, do not own or even want to own, an I pad, a Blackberry, an I Pod, a Tablet, other than the kind containing pages of actual paper on which to write.

Like, Gnarly, Know what I'm sayin"?

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Saturday, January 12, 2013

Good Morning to all people of good will.

Well, its a rainy but warm day here in Southern Illinois, and for the warmth I am thankful. I try, earnestly, to count my blessings frequently, for that is the one method I know of to figuratively "Bail out our Boat" when it comes to the function of our brains.

After going through the overlong list of my blessings, I am drawn to focus  bit on those things for which I am not thankful.

I am looking at one thing for which I am not thankful, and that is Windows 8, also known by a variety of cursewords.

I personally view this O/s as just the latest egg laid by that Antichrist "Billy the Geek Gates.

Now, obviously I have not even a portion of a fragment of an ort of Gates Wealth, but that does not preclude my criticizing some of his products,

My Computer, an aging HP inherited from my Daughter after she and I wore out my old Dell was taken with a Binary illness recently, and perished, so like the naïf that I am, I traipsed happily off and purchased a new computer. that is where the trouble started.

I purchased another HP computer, as I had grown to really like the old one I had, and in doing so I opened Pandora's Box.

My new computer came with the NEW AND IMPROVED WINDOWS EIGHT OPERATING SYSTEM.

Possibly Billy the Kid could say something nice about the O/S, but I sure as heck can't. 

The only question I  would ask of the obscenely wealthy Mr. Gates is WHAT THE HELL WAS WRONG WITH WINDOWS XP?

As I write this, a good and Smart young friend is laboring over my old computer, trying a Hard-Drive transplant to bring it back to life, and after he has done so, I will happily convey my "New Computer" back to the store where I purchased it. It is a piece of Junk.

Forgive me for my rant, which many of you will not understand, as you are among the generation that fins no mystery in the computer world. As for me, I am honest enough to admit that I know very little about this Technical Subject, even though I have labored long and hard trying to educate myself in and to this subject, I apparently am a poor Teacher.

Have a wonderful day, and stay far-far-away from Windows 8.

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Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Again We Sorrow

Good evening Friends:

I am sure that anyone reading this is as Heartsick as I am over the unspeakable tragedy that occurred last week at the school full of little Children in Connecticut. I guess I'm just like almost everyone else, in that I cannot, for the life of me, understand why anyone, even a Madman, would wish to harm innocent children, who as we all know, are not capable of doing anything harmful to a grown person, and thus cannot be guilty of any behavior or actions that would engender a standing enmity to cause one to perpetrate such a vicious, filthy,Irrational and sick Act, as this was.

I cannot wrap my mind around this. I keep getting a mental image of Twenty Small Coffins, Twenty growing lives and minds stilled forever, accompanied by Six Adults, who gave their lives to protect these beautiful, innocent Children. Perhaps I am not supposed to. I know many people would say that we cannot understand God's purpose in allowing such Acts, I would say that this cannot be the Act of God, but the act of a perverted madman, who abused the free will we are all given, but shed the cloak of love and caring which we are all also given.

I Do Not and Cannot understand this, and I never will. Perhaps I am not meant to.

I have written before that there is NO reason any civilian should have to own an Assault Weapon. They have only one purpose, and that is to Kill Human Beings. PERIOD.

I have been a Gun Owner since I was about Ten years old, or so, and never as a Civilian have I ever pointed a gun at an innocent Human Being, and I cannot believe ANY sensible Gun Owner, be they Sportsman or Collector or Scholar, would have any objection to the complete Outlawing of Civilian Ownership of Assault Weapons.

A gun is nothing more than a tool, and as such can be misused such as most tools can, but a gun is of a much faster and easier Lethality than most any other tool, with the possible exception of the Motor Vehicle, which also is responsible for the Death and maiming of too many beings each year. Just as No One other than a member of the Armed Services or Police Officer has any conceivable need for an Assault Weapon, neither does anyone have any need for an Automobile capable of ridiculous speeds, but many such vehicles are sold each year.

I believe that it is long past time that we all stop and say, this is too much, No More, and make the changes anyone of average intelligence should realize are necessary to protect the innocent.

Remember always these Precious little Children.

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Sunday, November 11, 2012

Request

Good Evening:
I am writing this post to request that anyone reading this will do me the great favor of sending all your Prayers upward for John B. Turner, whose blog is John three Sixteen. This good man has recently been diagnosed with Multiple Cancers, of the Brain, Back and elsewhere. Joh needs all the help a Merciful God gan give , and I'm sure that the more prayers for him the greater his chances for a recovery.
John, even tho I've never met him has helped me a lot in the past by helping me to start and maintain this blog, and by setting an example of what a good person is. So come on troops, lets all say a bunch of prayers for John.
Thank You and God Bless

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Friday, October 5, 2012

Good Afternoon:

As you can see by the salutation, I have changed the font and font size on my Blog.
This is in response to Google's new format for Blogs. I do not understand when they(google) had what I considered to be a real good format, they had to change it.
Maybe I'm just an old fogie but I believe in the old saying, "If it ain't broke, don't fix it". Let me know your thoughts.
If any of you have read my past posts, you will have seen when I reported that our Youngest Son had published his first book.
For those who like to read the work of a new Author, the title of the book is: Kingsnake, descendents of Iniquity
Author: Christopher Piper. I think it's a really interesting book about some of the Near and Actual Outlaws who live in the Southern part of Illinois, some of whom we've known. We will appreciate your feedback on this as well, if you are so inclined.
I have been doing a little writing. Just for my selfish enjoyment, will I'm pretty sure never be published, but I've enjoyed writing a lot more when I write just for myself. I am writing a series of stories about a small rural town, and the "Characters" therein.
Its Fun

Stay Tuned
Stay Well, Stay in Touch and Stay Positive.
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Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Too long a silence

Folks, I'm Sorry.
Or perhaps I should say Folk (singular), as I don't know how many if any people have ever been interested in this Old Man Blog, but just in case there are more than one, I figure I had better explain myself. My last Post was quite some time ago, and it was about the Death of a Dog. Our Dog, Our friend, our companion, and our source of almost constant joy.I have heard from several folks who felt just as my wife and I did, about Their Doggie friends.
At the same time we lost our dog, we had and are having some difficulties that have made our days stress-filled and difficult, due to the misbehavior and lack of purpose on the part of some of those who are very important to us, and it is slowly eroding our souls.
All my life I have regretted any form of waste, and for a person to waste the gift of an absolute gem of a brain, one that has shown in the past that it is capable of outstanding achievements is just so damned sad that I just don't know what to do. The sadder part of this is that the person who owns this brain is a parent and a grandparent, and those decedents, I fear, are emulating this person in some,too many, ways. Someone whose support I value has reminded me of the words of Marcus Aurelius. I remembered these words, but had forgotten the Author.
they are:
ETHICS----If its not true don't say it. If its not right don't do it.

I will continue to hope that the person of whom I am speaking will somehow read these words, and perhaps for the first time decide to change the things that have robbed themself of a successful life.

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