Good Afternoon:
Well, in reading the newspaper today there were the usual number of pieces that outraged me, but the ones that infuriated me the most were articles about Women who had their "Boyfriends" living with them and their young children. In two cases of this sort, reported today, the "Boyfriend" is in jail, accused of Murder of the child. While the Mother of the child is probably upset at the possibility of losing her "Boyfriend" saying, no doubt, "But I luuuv him"" God, if you are listening, please design some especially tailored punishments for these sub-humans". There just has to be a special place for anyone who would harm a child, let alone a person who would take the life of the child, probably for no other reason than the child wanting something. Perhaps some food, some warmth, maybe even the luxury of having a story read to them, even if by Mom's LATEST boyfriend. And while I am on the subject, if "Mom" has other children, they should be taken from her and further, she, "Mom" should be speedily Permanently sterilized, to keep her from having and mistreating other precious children. The reader can, no doubt, easily see that this is a sore subject with me, as it is, and should be to all decent, normal human beings.
And, if the above cases aren't already enough to send one's blood pressure skyward, we read that in one of the cases the Judge reduced the defendant's bond to 10% cash. The Judge , who is apparently about as smart as tree fungi, said that the defendant's earlier brushes with the law were "minor". Those bespoken earlier offenses included the death of his 22 month old daughter while in his care and the earlier maiming of a three month son, who was admitted to the Hospital for treatment of three skull fractures and several broken ribs . Of course, according to the Judge these were just "Minor" offenses. This poor excuse for a man is long past a deserved Execution. And to go a step farther, the "Judge" in this case should be ridden out of town on a splintery rail.
Unfortunately, the seeming epidemic of child abuse and child murder cases are, I believe, symptomatic of the degradation and dissolution of our society.
Sadly, it seems that too many people just don't have any sense of decency, or right and wrong, or are incapable of loving and caring for those too young or too fragile to care for themselves. And perhaps I am reading between the wrong lines, and forecasting a sad future for such humanity as we are familiar with, but, sadly, I do not think so,
so, I guess the best thing we can do at the present time, is pray that somehow a new generous and humane pandemic of human kindness will sweep this nation, and for that matter , all the Nations of the World.
The events of this past week have once again shown that, too often, a so called human being shows us that some of us are just ravening beasts, and are unfit for a place on this planet.
God bless us, everyone.
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Friday, January 14, 2011
Monday, December 27, 2010
Good Dog, Bad Man.
Good Evening Folks:
I hope each and every one of you had a Happy Christmas, and got everything you asked Santa Claus for . And I hope equally that all of you will have a safe and sane New Year. Please, Please, if you celebrate and perhaps have a bit too much eggnog or other stunning beverage, LET SOMEONE ELSE DRIVE!!!!. That way you can start out the New Year happy and fresh and with no regrets.
Speaking of regrets, I regret to say that Our Beloved President showed just what kind of racist fabric colors his judgement. I think that most of you will remember the case Michael Vick, the famous (?) football player who was sent to Prison for running a Dog Fighting enterprise from his Mansion in a Georgia Suburb.
Not only did he have a stable of somewhere around 60 Pit Bulls that he forced to fight one another, wagering large sums on the outcomes, he disposed of dogs who could no longer fight and amuse animals who were less intelligent than the Dogs, by drowning, electrocuting, gunshot or by dropping from a height onto a concrete floor, laughing, it is reported, at the animals suffering.
Now, the Dog Lover in me would have rather tailored his punishment to the exact same methods he used to dispose of his "surplus" animals, But I was at least partly mollified by his being sent to prison, and assumed, Naively, that his Professional Football career, by which he earned Millions of Dollars, was presumably at an end.
But No, almost as soon as he completed his Prison Sentence, He was courted by a number of professional football teams, and ultimately signed by the Philadelphia Eagles. This was bad enough, but then I learned that the Honorable Barack Hussein Obama called the owner and coach of the above team and congratulated them on signing Vick, and thus, giving him a "second chance".Of course, the fact that both Vick and Obama are Black had nothing at all to do with the call. Sure!
Now I am normally all for most people being given a second chance, and to be honest, would have to include myself in that number in some ways, but in the case of Michael Vick aka "The Dog Killer" as far as I am concerned he absolutely does not, did not, will not deserve a second chance, PERIOD.
I am sure that there are those who will say I am way off base on this one, but frankly My Dear, I don't give a royal red rat's ass. Anyone who kills a Dog for any reason other than to spare a beloved pet unnecessary pain, is an Animal themselves, and one of a lower order than the Dog.
So, Mr. President, you ought to be ashamed of yourself. I imagine, however, that neither you or Michael Vick, is the least bit ashamed.
Bad Man, Bad Man;
Good Dog.
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I hope each and every one of you had a Happy Christmas, and got everything you asked Santa Claus for . And I hope equally that all of you will have a safe and sane New Year. Please, Please, if you celebrate and perhaps have a bit too much eggnog or other stunning beverage, LET SOMEONE ELSE DRIVE!!!!. That way you can start out the New Year happy and fresh and with no regrets.
Speaking of regrets, I regret to say that Our Beloved President showed just what kind of racist fabric colors his judgement. I think that most of you will remember the case Michael Vick, the famous (?) football player who was sent to Prison for running a Dog Fighting enterprise from his Mansion in a Georgia Suburb.
Not only did he have a stable of somewhere around 60 Pit Bulls that he forced to fight one another, wagering large sums on the outcomes, he disposed of dogs who could no longer fight and amuse animals who were less intelligent than the Dogs, by drowning, electrocuting, gunshot or by dropping from a height onto a concrete floor, laughing, it is reported, at the animals suffering.
Now, the Dog Lover in me would have rather tailored his punishment to the exact same methods he used to dispose of his "surplus" animals, But I was at least partly mollified by his being sent to prison, and assumed, Naively, that his Professional Football career, by which he earned Millions of Dollars, was presumably at an end.
But No, almost as soon as he completed his Prison Sentence, He was courted by a number of professional football teams, and ultimately signed by the Philadelphia Eagles. This was bad enough, but then I learned that the Honorable Barack Hussein Obama called the owner and coach of the above team and congratulated them on signing Vick, and thus, giving him a "second chance".Of course, the fact that both Vick and Obama are Black had nothing at all to do with the call. Sure!
Now I am normally all for most people being given a second chance, and to be honest, would have to include myself in that number in some ways, but in the case of Michael Vick aka "The Dog Killer" as far as I am concerned he absolutely does not, did not, will not deserve a second chance, PERIOD.
I am sure that there are those who will say I am way off base on this one, but frankly My Dear, I don't give a royal red rat's ass. Anyone who kills a Dog for any reason other than to spare a beloved pet unnecessary pain, is an Animal themselves, and one of a lower order than the Dog.
So, Mr. President, you ought to be ashamed of yourself. I imagine, however, that neither you or Michael Vick, is the least bit ashamed.
Bad Man, Bad Man;
Good Dog.
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Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Deep Space or Deep Oceans?
Good Evening Friends:
This evening is one of those times when about all I'm "up for" is thinking. When I look back over my life, I have to admit that the act of thinking has rarely if ever resulted in a "Eureka!" moment. Rather I think that my personal brain machine is hard wired to glean a small nugget of thought-leading-to-knowledge type of datum. What I am admitting is of course self evident to those few people who follow my blog, and that is.....I am not brilliant (for want of a better word), perhaps not even very smart. I know for a fact that there have been too many occasions to inventory when I have slapped myself in the head and basically said "Wake up Stupid"
because an elusive answer was right in front of my eyes all along.
But.....The particular subject that has my tattered old brain tied in knots this evening is thinking about Outer space, and in particular, Our (man's) exploration of the same.
I am speaking of course, of NASA, that agency chock a block full of brilliant people who have accomplished so much, within the constraints of the contents of our Scientific Tool Box. There is, I think, a way, or perhaps many ways, of expressing what we, as a species, have accomplished including all our forays into space, our various orbits and travel. Say, just for arguments sake that the sum total of all possible knowledge that is known, or ever will be known of "Outer space" could be represented by a pile of buttons one million miles high, one million miles wide, and one million miles long. And perhaps we will argue further that our knowledge and efforts of outer space and other galaxies, stars, planets, quarks, black holes, quantum whachamacallits and all other space do-ies equal ONE of those buttons in that Million Mile Pile.This is what we have learned. One Buttons Worth!
What then have we really accomplished with the expenditure of Billions of Dollars on the various space programs we, as a Nation, began and ended, plus the tragedy of the loss of life of the Astronauts who died trying?
I guess I just don't quite get it. All one has to do to realize, even to an infinitesimal point, the immensity of space is to find a spot, far from any city lights, just the darkest spot you can imagine, and, given that it is a cloudless night, just look up.. go ahead look....now try to count the stars or planets or whatever is the source of those tiny spot of lights in the sky. Now think; How long will it be before a mortal man sets foot on any of those pinpricks of light.
Think, if you will, that in order to reach the nearest galaxy to ours, That of Andromeda, a space vehicle would have to travel at the speed of light for TWO BILLION YEARS!.....any volunteers? The answer, best beloved, is that with the exception of Mars (and that is improbable) the best we can do with our space endeavors is to go back to the Moon, and I for one, think we have a sufficient quantity of Moon rocks to populate all our Museums.
I'm afraid that I think that what we have accomplished in the 50 years that the space program has been in existence is: We have shown we can put a man in orbit.We have shown that we can successfully land a spacecraft on the moon and return. We have shown that we can place the Hubble Telescope in high earth orbit, and through more or less constant maintenance, employ it to take some awesome pictures of celestial bodies. We have invented velcro. We have invented Teflon.
These things we have done, at a cost of Billions of Dollars, but to what end?
I suppose Astronomers really appreciate the pictures of far distant heavenly bodies that we now possess, courtesy of the Hubble, but other than that, just what exactly is the benefit to the ordinary citizen? I like a pretty picture as well as the next man, but I think there is a point that we as a Nation should perhaps scale our space program way back.
If we want, or just have to have a program to keep the Scientific Fraternity happy, I suggest we begin an accelerated exploration of the worlds Oceans. I am, of course, aware that we already have an agency charged with certain explorations of the Oceans, that being NOAA, the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Agency, but said agency has been sort of a poor step-sister to NASA, where the bulk of our Scientific Dollars have been spent. Now I realize that it is imperative that we maintain the capability to launch Satellites of various types, but beyond that, I fail to see a really good reason to continue to spent huge amounts on basically what amounts to expensive guessing about what is out there in space.
If I understand the theory of the Universe(s) correctly, there is no end to space. Beyond our Universe are other Universes and on and on, without end. We can send an endless amount of spacecrafts to various Heavenly bodies, and discover an endless variety of rocks and Minerals, but why should we?
It is a fact that the Oceans can yield more essential minerals and other things that would benefit mankind than the space program ever could, so my suggestion, if anybody wants it, is to spend our Scientific Dollars on Exploring the Oceans, and put space exploration on the back burner. Seems to me to just be Common Sense, which has never been a big seller in Congress.
Folks, let me know what you think. a one-sided argument is no fun at all, as as far as I can tell I have about one or two faithful readers, if the number of comments I have received is any indication.
But, what the hey, I'm mainly maintaining this Blog for the fun of it.
Stay Well
TOP
This evening is one of those times when about all I'm "up for" is thinking. When I look back over my life, I have to admit that the act of thinking has rarely if ever resulted in a "Eureka!" moment. Rather I think that my personal brain machine is hard wired to glean a small nugget of thought-leading-to-knowledge type of datum. What I am admitting is of course self evident to those few people who follow my blog, and that is.....I am not brilliant (for want of a better word), perhaps not even very smart. I know for a fact that there have been too many occasions to inventory when I have slapped myself in the head and basically said "Wake up Stupid"
because an elusive answer was right in front of my eyes all along.
But.....The particular subject that has my tattered old brain tied in knots this evening is thinking about Outer space, and in particular, Our (man's) exploration of the same.
I am speaking of course, of NASA, that agency chock a block full of brilliant people who have accomplished so much, within the constraints of the contents of our Scientific Tool Box. There is, I think, a way, or perhaps many ways, of expressing what we, as a species, have accomplished including all our forays into space, our various orbits and travel. Say, just for arguments sake that the sum total of all possible knowledge that is known, or ever will be known of "Outer space" could be represented by a pile of buttons one million miles high, one million miles wide, and one million miles long. And perhaps we will argue further that our knowledge and efforts of outer space and other galaxies, stars, planets, quarks, black holes, quantum whachamacallits and all other space do-ies equal ONE of those buttons in that Million Mile Pile.This is what we have learned. One Buttons Worth!
What then have we really accomplished with the expenditure of Billions of Dollars on the various space programs we, as a Nation, began and ended, plus the tragedy of the loss of life of the Astronauts who died trying?
I guess I just don't quite get it. All one has to do to realize, even to an infinitesimal point, the immensity of space is to find a spot, far from any city lights, just the darkest spot you can imagine, and, given that it is a cloudless night, just look up.. go ahead look....now try to count the stars or planets or whatever is the source of those tiny spot of lights in the sky. Now think; How long will it be before a mortal man sets foot on any of those pinpricks of light.
Think, if you will, that in order to reach the nearest galaxy to ours, That of Andromeda, a space vehicle would have to travel at the speed of light for TWO BILLION YEARS!.....any volunteers? The answer, best beloved, is that with the exception of Mars (and that is improbable) the best we can do with our space endeavors is to go back to the Moon, and I for one, think we have a sufficient quantity of Moon rocks to populate all our Museums.
I'm afraid that I think that what we have accomplished in the 50 years that the space program has been in existence is: We have shown we can put a man in orbit.We have shown that we can successfully land a spacecraft on the moon and return. We have shown that we can place the Hubble Telescope in high earth orbit, and through more or less constant maintenance, employ it to take some awesome pictures of celestial bodies. We have invented velcro. We have invented Teflon.
These things we have done, at a cost of Billions of Dollars, but to what end?
I suppose Astronomers really appreciate the pictures of far distant heavenly bodies that we now possess, courtesy of the Hubble, but other than that, just what exactly is the benefit to the ordinary citizen? I like a pretty picture as well as the next man, but I think there is a point that we as a Nation should perhaps scale our space program way back.
If we want, or just have to have a program to keep the Scientific Fraternity happy, I suggest we begin an accelerated exploration of the worlds Oceans. I am, of course, aware that we already have an agency charged with certain explorations of the Oceans, that being NOAA, the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Agency, but said agency has been sort of a poor step-sister to NASA, where the bulk of our Scientific Dollars have been spent. Now I realize that it is imperative that we maintain the capability to launch Satellites of various types, but beyond that, I fail to see a really good reason to continue to spent huge amounts on basically what amounts to expensive guessing about what is out there in space.
If I understand the theory of the Universe(s) correctly, there is no end to space. Beyond our Universe are other Universes and on and on, without end. We can send an endless amount of spacecrafts to various Heavenly bodies, and discover an endless variety of rocks and Minerals, but why should we?
It is a fact that the Oceans can yield more essential minerals and other things that would benefit mankind than the space program ever could, so my suggestion, if anybody wants it, is to spend our Scientific Dollars on Exploring the Oceans, and put space exploration on the back burner. Seems to me to just be Common Sense, which has never been a big seller in Congress.
Folks, let me know what you think. a one-sided argument is no fun at all, as as far as I can tell I have about one or two faithful readers, if the number of comments I have received is any indication.
But, what the hey, I'm mainly maintaining this Blog for the fun of it.
Stay Well
TOP
Sunday, October 24, 2010
This, that and the other in the news.
Good Afternoon Everyone: It is a stunningly beautiful fall afternoon and I hope all of you are enjoying it.
I have noticed several things in the news lately, which have either piqued my interest or made me angry. It seems to me that perhaps the reason for the mess the country is in is our own fault, in that many people are just like me, we read the news and get either angry, puzzled or frustrated, but that's an end to it, we don't do anything to try to rectify the things that mess up this once-great country. Now to clarify, Let me assure the reader that I still think this is the greatest Country in the world, but I greatly fear that it will not remain so if we, the people, don't take some sort of action.
As an example,you will have no doubt read and seen on television all about the "Wiki leaks" scandal, where hundreds of thousands of sensitive Government documents have been published on the Internet, revealing more things about our Military than the average citizen needs to know about the Military and the actions of it in the Iraq and Afghanistan conflicts.
Now, to make it abundantly clear about how I feel regarding these"leaks". I'll say this: THE PEOPLE RESPONSIBLE FOR OBTAINING THIS MATERIAL AND "LEAKING" IT, VIA THE INTERNET AND OTHER AVENUES ARE GUILTY OF SEDITION AND TREASON...PERIOD!!!!
Now Normally I would argue that a well informed public is one of the cornerstones of a stable and prosperous democracy, and I still believe that in most instances, however, in no way does this devious poor citizenship qualify as information that the average citizen requires or needs, and has devolved to satisfy the schoolboy's prurient interest that the perpetrators of this mess have generated .
There are some things that the average Joe or Jane have no need of knowing, and this is just one of them. Imagine if you will, if, during World War Two, someone had released sensitive documents, classified or not, about our Military Operations in either theatre of war, I think the "Correspondent" responsible for the leaks would have immediately been arrested, and held to answer for his or her sins, and I for one think that this same action should apply to the little germs who fathered these "Leaks". I never fail to be amazed, at what garbage some people will read, it is perhaps titillating, but nonetheless, tripe
The next thing that I have recently read in the media, is the Department of the Navy's planning to put a number of Women on Submarines. To say that I think that this is a poorly thought-out plan is putting it mildly. We are told that the Navy plans to post only female Officers (vs enlisted personnel) in this trial run. However, given the space restrictions, there is only one, repeat ONE, Latrine, head or toilet for officers on even the biggest submarines, necessitating the placement of a magnetic sign, with "Men" and "Women" on opposite sides, to be flipped over depending on the sex of the person using it. Mr. Chief of Naval Operations, have you lost your cotton picking mind? Without even half trying I can think of a dozen or so excuses that will be used when a Male Officer "accidentally" intrudes on a female Officer while she is in the facility. This is just plain stupid, repeat stupid. The Navy has more than sufficient ships to staff with Female Sailors, without placing women on submarines. It seems to this writer that we , as a nation have carried this diversity nonsense much, much too far.
The next small item in the News is Israel's plan on building more settlements. In case anyone has forgotten, Israel is the smallest Country in the Middle East, and is surrounded by enemy Arab Countries, not one of which has proffered one hectare of land to the Palestinians for a "Country of their own, instead continually clamoring for Israel to give up some of its precious few square miles of land, so that the Palestinians will find it easier to kill Israelis when they are neighbors.
And if the simple facts of this announcement are not enough to make one swear off Decaffeinated Coffee, there is the fact that the Great fool and former First Accidental President, James Earl Carter is also so indignant over Israels plans, that he is about to wet his Knickers. Quoting Carter "The suffering here (Israel) and the deprivations of the People in Gaza are evidence of the improper policies of the Government of Israel" He then, Fatuously continued, saying"
WE (the imperial we)will continue to work on a peaceful solution where the Israelis will withdraw from East Jerusalem and let that be the Capital of a Palestinian state"
SHUT UP JIMMY YOU DUMB ASS, YOU WERE A PITIFUL PRESIDENT FOR ONE TERM, WHICH WAS ONE TERM TOO MANY. You have shown the American People that your expertise lay in growing peanuts, period.And you have shown the depth and breadth of not only your ignorance but your CONCEIT by saying in a recent interview that you think that you are superior to any former President.
And last but not least, there is the case of Clarence Thomas' wife calling Anita Hill and demanding an apology from her for telling the truth about Justice Buckwheat, during the fiasco of his nomination to the Supreme Court. It is my understanding that Mme Thomas has a drinking problem, and if there were any doubt in the matter, this Phone Call cements the perception of her lack of sobriety, for if sober, why on earth would she have married "it". Perhaps she and Carter should get together and live in the Delusion District.
It's enough to make a person leery of reading the Newspaper, but then what would I write about?
Sheesh
TOP
I have noticed several things in the news lately, which have either piqued my interest or made me angry. It seems to me that perhaps the reason for the mess the country is in is our own fault, in that many people are just like me, we read the news and get either angry, puzzled or frustrated, but that's an end to it, we don't do anything to try to rectify the things that mess up this once-great country. Now to clarify, Let me assure the reader that I still think this is the greatest Country in the world, but I greatly fear that it will not remain so if we, the people, don't take some sort of action.
As an example,you will have no doubt read and seen on television all about the "Wiki leaks" scandal, where hundreds of thousands of sensitive Government documents have been published on the Internet, revealing more things about our Military than the average citizen needs to know about the Military and the actions of it in the Iraq and Afghanistan conflicts.
Now, to make it abundantly clear about how I feel regarding these"leaks". I'll say this: THE PEOPLE RESPONSIBLE FOR OBTAINING THIS MATERIAL AND "LEAKING" IT, VIA THE INTERNET AND OTHER AVENUES ARE GUILTY OF SEDITION AND TREASON...PERIOD!!!!
Now Normally I would argue that a well informed public is one of the cornerstones of a stable and prosperous democracy, and I still believe that in most instances, however, in no way does this devious poor citizenship qualify as information that the average citizen requires or needs, and has devolved to satisfy the schoolboy's prurient interest that the perpetrators of this mess have generated .
There are some things that the average Joe or Jane have no need of knowing, and this is just one of them. Imagine if you will, if, during World War Two, someone had released sensitive documents, classified or not, about our Military Operations in either theatre of war, I think the "Correspondent" responsible for the leaks would have immediately been arrested, and held to answer for his or her sins, and I for one think that this same action should apply to the little germs who fathered these "Leaks". I never fail to be amazed, at what garbage some people will read, it is perhaps titillating, but nonetheless, tripe
The next thing that I have recently read in the media, is the Department of the Navy's planning to put a number of Women on Submarines. To say that I think that this is a poorly thought-out plan is putting it mildly. We are told that the Navy plans to post only female Officers (vs enlisted personnel) in this trial run. However, given the space restrictions, there is only one, repeat ONE, Latrine, head or toilet for officers on even the biggest submarines, necessitating the placement of a magnetic sign, with "Men" and "Women" on opposite sides, to be flipped over depending on the sex of the person using it. Mr. Chief of Naval Operations, have you lost your cotton picking mind? Without even half trying I can think of a dozen or so excuses that will be used when a Male Officer "accidentally" intrudes on a female Officer while she is in the facility. This is just plain stupid, repeat stupid. The Navy has more than sufficient ships to staff with Female Sailors, without placing women on submarines. It seems to this writer that we , as a nation have carried this diversity nonsense much, much too far.
The next small item in the News is Israel's plan on building more settlements. In case anyone has forgotten, Israel is the smallest Country in the Middle East, and is surrounded by enemy Arab Countries, not one of which has proffered one hectare of land to the Palestinians for a "Country of their own, instead continually clamoring for Israel to give up some of its precious few square miles of land, so that the Palestinians will find it easier to kill Israelis when they are neighbors.
And if the simple facts of this announcement are not enough to make one swear off Decaffeinated Coffee, there is the fact that the Great fool and former First Accidental President, James Earl Carter is also so indignant over Israels plans, that he is about to wet his Knickers. Quoting Carter "The suffering here (Israel) and the deprivations of the People in Gaza are evidence of the improper policies of the Government of Israel" He then, Fatuously continued, saying"
WE (the imperial we)will continue to work on a peaceful solution where the Israelis will withdraw from East Jerusalem and let that be the Capital of a Palestinian state"
SHUT UP JIMMY YOU DUMB ASS, YOU WERE A PITIFUL PRESIDENT FOR ONE TERM, WHICH WAS ONE TERM TOO MANY. You have shown the American People that your expertise lay in growing peanuts, period.And you have shown the depth and breadth of not only your ignorance but your CONCEIT by saying in a recent interview that you think that you are superior to any former President.
And last but not least, there is the case of Clarence Thomas' wife calling Anita Hill and demanding an apology from her for telling the truth about Justice Buckwheat, during the fiasco of his nomination to the Supreme Court. It is my understanding that Mme Thomas has a drinking problem, and if there were any doubt in the matter, this Phone Call cements the perception of her lack of sobriety, for if sober, why on earth would she have married "it". Perhaps she and Carter should get together and live in the Delusion District.
It's enough to make a person leery of reading the Newspaper, but then what would I write about?
Sheesh
TOP
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Dumb and Dumber.
Good Afternoon Folks:
As I read the newspaper this morning, I came across an article that illustrates the old saying "There's always something dumber around the corner".I found the article both puzzling and funny, as I believe you will.
A Federal court in Utah convicted Thomas Zajac, 57, of Downers Grove , Illinois of six Felonies connected with his bombing a Library in Salt Lake City, Utah, in 2006.
It seems that Mr Zajac was angry because his son, his dumb son, had been arrested in 2004 by Salt Lake city Police for drunken-driving.
So--with his keen intelligence, Kojac the elder decides to blow up the Salt Lake City Library, that Bastion of Police Brutality.......one can almost hear Mr. K's rusty Cranial Cogs grinding away with the thought....."by golly that'll teach em ".
One cannot help but wonder why Mr. Kojac thought the Library would be a fitting Target for Retaliation for his son's arrest. Perhaps he was angry because the Library didn't have a copy of "Drunken Driving for Dummies", or perhaps Mr. K, the elder, was angry because his son was forced to down a quantity of Intoxicating Beverages by a Rapacious, sex-crazed Librarian, intent in getting Mr K. Jr in such a state of inebriation that she could drag him behind the Non-Fiction stacks and have her way with him. One has to be on one's guard when in a Public Library so as not to stumble into a Bacchanalian orgy while innocently looking for a book on Beekeeping, or some such.
I know as soon as I close this post, I'll think of a lot more humorous reasons for the hatred Mr. K , the elder, felt for the Salt Lake City Public Library, but that would take the fun out of this for you. I am absolutely positive that you, the reader, can come up with endless funny tag lines. If so, let me know.
Keep Smiling
TOP
As I read the newspaper this morning, I came across an article that illustrates the old saying "There's always something dumber around the corner".I found the article both puzzling and funny, as I believe you will.
A Federal court in Utah convicted Thomas Zajac, 57, of Downers Grove , Illinois of six Felonies connected with his bombing a Library in Salt Lake City, Utah, in 2006.
It seems that Mr Zajac was angry because his son, his dumb son, had been arrested in 2004 by Salt Lake city Police for drunken-driving.
So--with his keen intelligence, Kojac the elder decides to blow up the Salt Lake City Library, that Bastion of Police Brutality.......one can almost hear Mr. K's rusty Cranial Cogs grinding away with the thought....."by golly that'll teach em ".
One cannot help but wonder why Mr. Kojac thought the Library would be a fitting Target for Retaliation for his son's arrest. Perhaps he was angry because the Library didn't have a copy of "Drunken Driving for Dummies", or perhaps Mr. K, the elder, was angry because his son was forced to down a quantity of Intoxicating Beverages by a Rapacious, sex-crazed Librarian, intent in getting Mr K. Jr in such a state of inebriation that she could drag him behind the Non-Fiction stacks and have her way with him. One has to be on one's guard when in a Public Library so as not to stumble into a Bacchanalian orgy while innocently looking for a book on Beekeeping, or some such.
I know as soon as I close this post, I'll think of a lot more humorous reasons for the hatred Mr. K , the elder, felt for the Salt Lake City Public Library, but that would take the fun out of this for you. I am absolutely positive that you, the reader, can come up with endless funny tag lines. If so, let me know.
Keep Smiling
TOP
Friday, October 1, 2010
Religion and the abuse thereof.
Good Evening:
I read an article in the newspaper today that has made me madder than is good for me.
The article concerns the death of a Patriot, A citizen soldier, a U.S. Marine, and an only son. The only son of Mr. Al Snyder. Matthew Snyder was the beloved, only son of Al Snyder.
In 2006 two United States Marines knocked on Mr. Snyder's door to bring the news that every Military Parent or relative dreads. After only five weeks in Iraq, Al's son Matthew had given his life for his Country. As if Mr. Snyder's grief was not difficult enough, on its own, for him to bear, at his Son's Funeral, a gang of "Protesters" picketed the route of Matthew's Cortege, bearing the most vile and filthy worded signs expressing their hatred, thinly veiled as religion.
It is really difficult for me to even write of this filthy outrage and I cannot even imagine the crushing burden that had to be borne by Mr. Snyder, in a time for grief and respect only.
This band of misguided fools were at least part of the congregation of the Westboro Baptist Church whose fuhrer, certainly not a real pastor, the "Rev" Fred Phelps has successfully harangued his flock (If a collection of brain dead garden slugs can be called a flock) and caused them to attend selected Military funerals with their signs of hatred and vituperation, that are as far from the Gospel as Satan is from Jesus.
This so called "Church" is in Topeka, Kansas, and why a all-knowing supreme being has chosen not to send down an all consuming Bolt of Righteous lightning to wipe out these inmates of a fools academy is beyond me.
I believe, absolutely, if I were at a funeral where such an outrage occurred, there would be a necessity for a few more Funerals in the immediate aftermath.
I think, without proof, but with a certainty of my own, that this unholy congregation of protesters are probably of the sort that like to French Kiss Rattlesnakes as part of their weekly crawl-in.
Now, I am as sure as I can be that my Anger is just exactly what this bunch hopes to engender, but my God my God why are people like this allowed to inhabit this Planet.
The Supreme Court is currently hearing the a case filed by Mr. Snyder, against this "Church", and I think anyone who reads this will join me in hoping and praying that the Court will uphold a Multi-Million Dollar judgement in the favor of Mr. Snyder.
But if any of you are curious about this "Church" and its insane congregation, I'm sure it would be easy to find,............Just follow the Slime Tracks.
If this is a First Amendment Case then I'm the Pope.
Stay well, and Pray for our Men and Women who protect us .
TOP
I read an article in the newspaper today that has made me madder than is good for me.
The article concerns the death of a Patriot, A citizen soldier, a U.S. Marine, and an only son. The only son of Mr. Al Snyder. Matthew Snyder was the beloved, only son of Al Snyder.
In 2006 two United States Marines knocked on Mr. Snyder's door to bring the news that every Military Parent or relative dreads. After only five weeks in Iraq, Al's son Matthew had given his life for his Country. As if Mr. Snyder's grief was not difficult enough, on its own, for him to bear, at his Son's Funeral, a gang of "Protesters" picketed the route of Matthew's Cortege, bearing the most vile and filthy worded signs expressing their hatred, thinly veiled as religion.
It is really difficult for me to even write of this filthy outrage and I cannot even imagine the crushing burden that had to be borne by Mr. Snyder, in a time for grief and respect only.
This band of misguided fools were at least part of the congregation of the Westboro Baptist Church whose fuhrer, certainly not a real pastor, the "Rev" Fred Phelps has successfully harangued his flock (If a collection of brain dead garden slugs can be called a flock) and caused them to attend selected Military funerals with their signs of hatred and vituperation, that are as far from the Gospel as Satan is from Jesus.
This so called "Church" is in Topeka, Kansas, and why a all-knowing supreme being has chosen not to send down an all consuming Bolt of Righteous lightning to wipe out these inmates of a fools academy is beyond me.
I believe, absolutely, if I were at a funeral where such an outrage occurred, there would be a necessity for a few more Funerals in the immediate aftermath.
I think, without proof, but with a certainty of my own, that this unholy congregation of protesters are probably of the sort that like to French Kiss Rattlesnakes as part of their weekly crawl-in.
Now, I am as sure as I can be that my Anger is just exactly what this bunch hopes to engender, but my God my God why are people like this allowed to inhabit this Planet.
The Supreme Court is currently hearing the a case filed by Mr. Snyder, against this "Church", and I think anyone who reads this will join me in hoping and praying that the Court will uphold a Multi-Million Dollar judgement in the favor of Mr. Snyder.
But if any of you are curious about this "Church" and its insane congregation, I'm sure it would be easy to find,............Just follow the Slime Tracks.
If this is a First Amendment Case then I'm the Pope.
Stay well, and Pray for our Men and Women who protect us .
TOP
Saturday, September 11, 2010
9-11-01
Fellow Survivors:
Once again let us renew our pledge. NEVER FORGET, NEVER, NEVER, EVER FORGET.
With Respect:
The Old Professor
Once again let us renew our pledge. NEVER FORGET, NEVER, NEVER, EVER FORGET.
With Respect:
The Old Professor
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
To Book or not To Book.
`Morning Folks.
A short time back one of my very few followers complimented this blog and asked me if I had ever thought about writing a book. At the time we were handling one crisis or another and I failed to answer this nice man, so I'll dedicate this blog to him, by way of a tardy answer.
The answer is yes, I have, on several occasions thought about writing a book. However, thinking about writing a book is a far distance from the actual act of writing and publishing a book. I have probably written the equivalent of several dozen books in my mind, but been too busy or too lazy to put pen to paper.
In my previous incarnation as a Chemist in a large Uranium Conversion facility, quite a number of people I worked with encouraged me to jot down some of the stories I told over the years, as those persons were entertained by these stories, but with one thing and another, I just never did get around to writing a book.
Those kind people's urgings, and that of a local Newspaper Editor, became the genesis of this blog. And since most of you who read this and other blogs, you already know that a blog is a good available forum for the untalented or untested (or both) writer to practice his or her craft,and in my case, it is simply for the purpose of trying to learn HOW to write, or discover my "Voice" or preferred Genre, if you will.
Its funny, but I can lie in bed, late at night, and write a hell of a good story, one that I am positive would be instantly recognized by an Editor as a Pulitzer Effort, and certain to make me wealthy beyond my wildest dreams, but when I get up the next morning, the story has fled, and if I do remember some snippets of the nocturnal dialogue, they are bland and uninteresting when applied to paper.
Perhaps I should insist on my Wife learning shorthand, so that I could elbow her awake when one of these late night creative bulbs suddenly lit up, and say "take this down, Dear, and we shall become wealthy".
If, when I emerged from the resultant coma and was released from the Hospital, and my broken fingers had healed and the Concussions I suffered had possibly still left me able to conjur up a story, I could perhaps write it down myself, thus dodging the fury of a woman awakened, albeit at the loss of the creation of a literary gem.
Better functional than famous, I guess. But as usual, I have wandered all over the literary landscape in answering the question put to me by a kind internet acquaintance, and I earnestly hope that somewhere in this mess of dreck, he will find the answer, if there is one, to the question asked. I did once upon a time write a short story, a Western of all things, since I have never favored the Western Genre as reading material it seemed improbable that I could write a good story about some cowboys. Oddly enough, I think it turned out pretty good, and one of these days, if I get up the nerve, I may publish it on this blog and those of you who read it can disabuse me of the notion that I can write a readable story.. Who knows? Anyway, thanks for the impetus necessary for this posting, John.
Stay Well
TOP
A short time back one of my very few followers complimented this blog and asked me if I had ever thought about writing a book. At the time we were handling one crisis or another and I failed to answer this nice man, so I'll dedicate this blog to him, by way of a tardy answer.
The answer is yes, I have, on several occasions thought about writing a book. However, thinking about writing a book is a far distance from the actual act of writing and publishing a book. I have probably written the equivalent of several dozen books in my mind, but been too busy or too lazy to put pen to paper.
In my previous incarnation as a Chemist in a large Uranium Conversion facility, quite a number of people I worked with encouraged me to jot down some of the stories I told over the years, as those persons were entertained by these stories, but with one thing and another, I just never did get around to writing a book.
Those kind people's urgings, and that of a local Newspaper Editor, became the genesis of this blog. And since most of you who read this and other blogs, you already know that a blog is a good available forum for the untalented or untested (or both) writer to practice his or her craft,and in my case, it is simply for the purpose of trying to learn HOW to write, or discover my "Voice" or preferred Genre, if you will.
Its funny, but I can lie in bed, late at night, and write a hell of a good story, one that I am positive would be instantly recognized by an Editor as a Pulitzer Effort, and certain to make me wealthy beyond my wildest dreams, but when I get up the next morning, the story has fled, and if I do remember some snippets of the nocturnal dialogue, they are bland and uninteresting when applied to paper.
Perhaps I should insist on my Wife learning shorthand, so that I could elbow her awake when one of these late night creative bulbs suddenly lit up, and say "take this down, Dear, and we shall become wealthy".
If, when I emerged from the resultant coma and was released from the Hospital, and my broken fingers had healed and the Concussions I suffered had possibly still left me able to conjur up a story, I could perhaps write it down myself, thus dodging the fury of a woman awakened, albeit at the loss of the creation of a literary gem.
Better functional than famous, I guess. But as usual, I have wandered all over the literary landscape in answering the question put to me by a kind internet acquaintance, and I earnestly hope that somewhere in this mess of dreck, he will find the answer, if there is one, to the question asked. I did once upon a time write a short story, a Western of all things, since I have never favored the Western Genre as reading material it seemed improbable that I could write a good story about some cowboys. Oddly enough, I think it turned out pretty good, and one of these days, if I get up the nerve, I may publish it on this blog and those of you who read it can disabuse me of the notion that I can write a readable story.. Who knows? Anyway, thanks for the impetus necessary for this posting, John.
Stay Well
TOP
Saturday, August 28, 2010
My Dog
Good Morning:
It has been some time since my last post, so I'll try to make up for lost time.
It's funny ,but I feel guilty when I don't post anything for awhile. I guess that means I don't have enough to do, but the reality is I've had too much on my mind to even contemplate a good rant.
Our beloved canine companion has been sick for some time and our household has been generally depressed. She is 13 years and a bit , of age, and has been a constant joy to us for all the time she has lived with us. A few years back I was afflicted with a rare and usually fatal brain disease which occasioned my taking a large dose of Steroids each day, with the affect of reducing my ability to sleep to about four or five hours of sleep A WEEK. I would sit here at my computer , at all hours, and try to do something to occupy myself and keep from feeling sorry for myself, and at all times as I sat here , my sweet dog lay on the floor, not three feet away. She would sleep for awhile and then open one eye and look at me, questioningly, and then sleep a little longer . I spent thousands of dollars on medications and Doctor visits during this several years long period, but none were as valuable to me as was my "Miss Scarlett".
We hope she will be with us for a while yet, but common sense tells us that this probably isn't in the cards.
I guess God gives us the companionship of Dogs for a relatively short time to make us see, or try to, that Precious moments are made to be cherished and never, never taken for granted.
I took Scarlett to the Veterinarian today, and just wanted to take a few minutes to praise good Vets everywhere.
We are blessed with the services of a world class Veterinarian. One who doesn't think anything of getting down on the floor with her patient and leaning her head against the Dog's while she listens to the Doggies Respiration and Heart sounds.
I noticed particularly today that Miss Scarlett stayed exceptionally quiet while being examined, despite her dogged (no pun intended) reluctance to go to the Examination room when our sweet Vet called her name.
Today we added a number of medications to Miss Scarlett's medical protocol, and I am cheered with the optimism our vet displayed.
I think it takes a special person to be a Veterinarian (a GOOD one, versus the other kind). A Vet ( you will please excuse my abbreviating Veterinatian and do not make the mistake of thinking I am diminishing their calling or their importance, this is simply an old man trying to save a few finger strokes, in order to perhaps write a little more. A good Vet has to almost be able to read the mind of her patient, be it Canine, feline, Equine ,bovine or avian, in order to come up with a correct diagnosis. This reminds me of years ago when I was in College, being told by a Professor that there are two kinds of Analysis`-- Accurate and Careless, and I think that is absolutely true and reaches across the spectrum of many more than one profession or calling.
At any rate, after all of my hopefully forgiven rambling, I just wanted to say that my Wife and I are so very lucky to have the services of a World Class Veterinarian, and feel that if Miss Scarlett is with us for a little longer now it will be due to the wonderful ministrations of this good Person, and the home cooking and loving care of my Wife, who Scarlett Calls "Grammy".
God Bless all good Dogs and Good Dog lovers everywhere.
Stay Well and do good.
TOP
P.s. The date on this post is incorrect, as I have been writing on it for several days now.The correct date is 3 September 2010 .
It has been some time since my last post, so I'll try to make up for lost time.
It's funny ,but I feel guilty when I don't post anything for awhile. I guess that means I don't have enough to do, but the reality is I've had too much on my mind to even contemplate a good rant.
Our beloved canine companion has been sick for some time and our household has been generally depressed. She is 13 years and a bit , of age, and has been a constant joy to us for all the time she has lived with us. A few years back I was afflicted with a rare and usually fatal brain disease which occasioned my taking a large dose of Steroids each day, with the affect of reducing my ability to sleep to about four or five hours of sleep A WEEK. I would sit here at my computer , at all hours, and try to do something to occupy myself and keep from feeling sorry for myself, and at all times as I sat here , my sweet dog lay on the floor, not three feet away. She would sleep for awhile and then open one eye and look at me, questioningly, and then sleep a little longer . I spent thousands of dollars on medications and Doctor visits during this several years long period, but none were as valuable to me as was my "Miss Scarlett".
We hope she will be with us for a while yet, but common sense tells us that this probably isn't in the cards.
I guess God gives us the companionship of Dogs for a relatively short time to make us see, or try to, that Precious moments are made to be cherished and never, never taken for granted.
I took Scarlett to the Veterinarian today, and just wanted to take a few minutes to praise good Vets everywhere.
We are blessed with the services of a world class Veterinarian. One who doesn't think anything of getting down on the floor with her patient and leaning her head against the Dog's while she listens to the Doggies Respiration and Heart sounds.
I noticed particularly today that Miss Scarlett stayed exceptionally quiet while being examined, despite her dogged (no pun intended) reluctance to go to the Examination room when our sweet Vet called her name.
Today we added a number of medications to Miss Scarlett's medical protocol, and I am cheered with the optimism our vet displayed.
I think it takes a special person to be a Veterinarian (a GOOD one, versus the other kind). A Vet ( you will please excuse my abbreviating Veterinatian and do not make the mistake of thinking I am diminishing their calling or their importance, this is simply an old man trying to save a few finger strokes, in order to perhaps write a little more. A good Vet has to almost be able to read the mind of her patient, be it Canine, feline, Equine ,bovine or avian, in order to come up with a correct diagnosis. This reminds me of years ago when I was in College, being told by a Professor that there are two kinds of Analysis`-- Accurate and Careless, and I think that is absolutely true and reaches across the spectrum of many more than one profession or calling.
At any rate, after all of my hopefully forgiven rambling, I just wanted to say that my Wife and I are so very lucky to have the services of a World Class Veterinarian, and feel that if Miss Scarlett is with us for a little longer now it will be due to the wonderful ministrations of this good Person, and the home cooking and loving care of my Wife, who Scarlett Calls "Grammy".
God Bless all good Dogs and Good Dog lovers everywhere.
Stay Well and do good.
TOP
P.s. The date on this post is incorrect, as I have been writing on it for several days now.The correct date is 3 September 2010 .
Monday, July 19, 2010
Bayou Music.
Good Afternoon Folks:
I recently completed reading James Lee Burke's Latest Book "The Glass Harmonica", and as usual the book got me started thinking about Louisiana in general, and the natives of Louisiana in particular.
I guess many of us think that all Louisianians are what we call "cajuns".
Nothing could be further from the truth. I found New Orleans to be a giant melting pot, where one could hear accents and patois' basically from all over the world.
For instance, there is, or used to be, a section of the City of New Orleans that was known as the "Irish Channel". I was remiss in not inquiring as to why this area was so labeled, but presumed (I was young) that it was because a lot of the inhabitants of that particular area were of Irish Descent.
I later found out this this was the case, but the area was no longer an Irish enclave, but, in keeping with the rest of the city, had a broad racial mishmash.
One could go to certain areas of the city and hear people speaking whom you would swear had just gotten off the Plane from Brooklyn. You could also go to other areas of the city and surrounding areas and swear you were in Paris.
I guess this is just one of the things that makes New Orleans so interesting, and was one thing that made my wife and I to love it so.
But, on a personal note, the people of New Orleans and the area in general that I found most fascinating were the Cajun People. I have never in my life met a more self-deprecating people, who always ready to laugh, not only at other people and things, but themselves as well. I also found that when one was fortunate to count a Cajun as a friend, you were a lucky person indeed, for a cajun put no limits on his or her friendship, and would do absolutely anything for a friend, a trait I have found in very few people since. Anyway, before I started this diatribe, and the reason for it, is the horror of the Oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico, and the wreckage it is making of the Gulf and the lives of the people who depend on the Gulf for their livelihood.
I know British Petroleum says that they will clean up the area and reimburse every person affected, but just exactly how in the world can that possibly be accomplished?
Hundreds of miles of coastline and tens of thousands of people have been irreparably damaged, their livelihoods ruined and the wetlands impacted to such a degree that there is NO way to repair the damage.
I guess it would be fair to say that all the Gulf States will be "closed for Repair", for a length of time greater than my life expectancy, and I sorrow greatly when reflecting on this fact. I have heard it said that this accident was an act of God. I vehemently object to that statement, for why would a loving God inflict such damage on a people? The answer , of course, is that he wouldn't and didn't. This was purely and simply, an act of Man and his insatiable Greed for his Petrochemical "Fix", around which too many of us have staked out our lives!!
I find it restful and pleasant to daydream about fishing trips I have taken in the past on the Bayous and Lakes of Louisiana and Mississippi and find it sad that I will probably never again find the soul-restoring peace one can find on a lazy float down a Louisiana bayou, spending more time listening to the voice of the Bayou and the Swamps surrounding it. From the Sigh of the breeze through the Spanish Moss and across the water, to the calling of various birds in the surrounding trees, to the occasional Pig-like grunt of an Alligator, seldom seen, but always present, all combined to form a quiet music, which left a lot of time for introspection.
I found I did some of my deepest and best thinking about life in general, and my part in it in particular on these fishing trips;
Of Course one must not assign a minor role in this "nature Play" to fishing, itself the reason for the trip in the first place. for anyone who loved to fish, and in a somewhat spookily darkling atmosphere to boot, I can recommend nothing better than a Louisiana bayou, especially in the early spring.
On one particular trip my Brother and I took with our neighbor, we literally caught fish (largely Speckled Trout) until we were just plain tired of catching fish. My brother has a picture taken of us, with our catch taken just after that trip and it is amazing. This is one of those "Life's Memories" that I will never forget, and is just one of those things that makes my memories of New Orleans and the area around so very pleasant and precious.
I guess what I've been trying to say, in all this uncharted rambling, is that the next time you doubt the existance of God, and perhaps are disgusted with the intrinsic faults of the species homo sapiens sapiens, perhaps its time to go on a fishing trip. I recommend it unreservedly. And while you are about it, offer up a prayer to whichever God you worship, for the Health and Welfare of the people of the Gulf States and the Gulf itself. And God Bless Admiral Thad Allen (U.S.C.G. Ret) for the thankless job he has undertaken to trying to solve this horrible problem, and start to bring the Gulf, and all its inhabitants back to health.
Stay Well
TOP
I recently completed reading James Lee Burke's Latest Book "The Glass Harmonica", and as usual the book got me started thinking about Louisiana in general, and the natives of Louisiana in particular.
I guess many of us think that all Louisianians are what we call "cajuns".
Nothing could be further from the truth. I found New Orleans to be a giant melting pot, where one could hear accents and patois' basically from all over the world.
For instance, there is, or used to be, a section of the City of New Orleans that was known as the "Irish Channel". I was remiss in not inquiring as to why this area was so labeled, but presumed (I was young) that it was because a lot of the inhabitants of that particular area were of Irish Descent.
I later found out this this was the case, but the area was no longer an Irish enclave, but, in keeping with the rest of the city, had a broad racial mishmash.
One could go to certain areas of the city and hear people speaking whom you would swear had just gotten off the Plane from Brooklyn. You could also go to other areas of the city and surrounding areas and swear you were in Paris.
I guess this is just one of the things that makes New Orleans so interesting, and was one thing that made my wife and I to love it so.
But, on a personal note, the people of New Orleans and the area in general that I found most fascinating were the Cajun People. I have never in my life met a more self-deprecating people, who always ready to laugh, not only at other people and things, but themselves as well. I also found that when one was fortunate to count a Cajun as a friend, you were a lucky person indeed, for a cajun put no limits on his or her friendship, and would do absolutely anything for a friend, a trait I have found in very few people since. Anyway, before I started this diatribe, and the reason for it, is the horror of the Oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico, and the wreckage it is making of the Gulf and the lives of the people who depend on the Gulf for their livelihood.
I know British Petroleum says that they will clean up the area and reimburse every person affected, but just exactly how in the world can that possibly be accomplished?
Hundreds of miles of coastline and tens of thousands of people have been irreparably damaged, their livelihoods ruined and the wetlands impacted to such a degree that there is NO way to repair the damage.
I guess it would be fair to say that all the Gulf States will be "closed for Repair", for a length of time greater than my life expectancy, and I sorrow greatly when reflecting on this fact. I have heard it said that this accident was an act of God. I vehemently object to that statement, for why would a loving God inflict such damage on a people? The answer , of course, is that he wouldn't and didn't. This was purely and simply, an act of Man and his insatiable Greed for his Petrochemical "Fix", around which too many of us have staked out our lives!!
I find it restful and pleasant to daydream about fishing trips I have taken in the past on the Bayous and Lakes of Louisiana and Mississippi and find it sad that I will probably never again find the soul-restoring peace one can find on a lazy float down a Louisiana bayou, spending more time listening to the voice of the Bayou and the Swamps surrounding it. From the Sigh of the breeze through the Spanish Moss and across the water, to the calling of various birds in the surrounding trees, to the occasional Pig-like grunt of an Alligator, seldom seen, but always present, all combined to form a quiet music, which left a lot of time for introspection.
I found I did some of my deepest and best thinking about life in general, and my part in it in particular on these fishing trips;
Of Course one must not assign a minor role in this "nature Play" to fishing, itself the reason for the trip in the first place. for anyone who loved to fish, and in a somewhat spookily darkling atmosphere to boot, I can recommend nothing better than a Louisiana bayou, especially in the early spring.
On one particular trip my Brother and I took with our neighbor, we literally caught fish (largely Speckled Trout) until we were just plain tired of catching fish. My brother has a picture taken of us, with our catch taken just after that trip and it is amazing. This is one of those "Life's Memories" that I will never forget, and is just one of those things that makes my memories of New Orleans and the area around so very pleasant and precious.
I guess what I've been trying to say, in all this uncharted rambling, is that the next time you doubt the existance of God, and perhaps are disgusted with the intrinsic faults of the species homo sapiens sapiens, perhaps its time to go on a fishing trip. I recommend it unreservedly. And while you are about it, offer up a prayer to whichever God you worship, for the Health and Welfare of the people of the Gulf States and the Gulf itself. And God Bless Admiral Thad Allen (U.S.C.G. Ret) for the thankless job he has undertaken to trying to solve this horrible problem, and start to bring the Gulf, and all its inhabitants back to health.
Stay Well
TOP
Friday, July 16, 2010
Correction.
Its a Dark and Stormy Evening here, but we needed the rain so that the farmers crops would progress satisfactorily, so come on rain!
I think I may have reported an untruth in my just previous post, re: the "New" Black Panther Party, and if so I want to correct my unintentional error.
I wrote that the New Black Panther Party was interfering with white voters at various polling places. I based this article on an interview I saw on Television with an old-time member of the Civil Rights movement, who was excusing the actions of the supposed "New Black Panther Party" and their actions at certain polling places.
My mistake stemmed from believing what I saw on Television. You'd think that after spending three-quarters of a Century on this Planet, I would have learned better, but, apparently not.
So.......If I erred in this post, I most humbly apologize, However I am not yet positive of my mistake yet......so..stay tuned, and don't hesitate to correct me at any time.
I Remain,
Your Obedient Servant,
The Old Professor
I think I may have reported an untruth in my just previous post, re: the "New" Black Panther Party, and if so I want to correct my unintentional error.
I wrote that the New Black Panther Party was interfering with white voters at various polling places. I based this article on an interview I saw on Television with an old-time member of the Civil Rights movement, who was excusing the actions of the supposed "New Black Panther Party" and their actions at certain polling places.
My mistake stemmed from believing what I saw on Television. You'd think that after spending three-quarters of a Century on this Planet, I would have learned better, but, apparently not.
So.......If I erred in this post, I most humbly apologize, However I am not yet positive of my mistake yet......so..stay tuned, and don't hesitate to correct me at any time.
I Remain,
Your Obedient Servant,
The Old Professor
Friday, July 9, 2010
What's fair for the Goose...........
Good Afternoon Folks:
Well there have been a number of things in the news lately which have caught my eye, and I'm sure the eyes of many of you as well.
First... Several hundred tons of newsprint and several hundred hours of broadcast "Journalism" have been devoted to the subject of "King" LaBron James, and what team he is signing a new contract with. It turns out that he is signing with Miami. Okay, everybody feel either better or worse now??????? This has been one of the silliest bits of reporting I have ever had the extreme displeasure of witnessing, as I could honestly care less where a Multi-multi Millionaire has played, or where he will play in the future. I have said before, and it bears repeating, that out Society is going to Hell in a Hoop, in paying these largely uneducated freaks millions upon millions of Dollars to play a game.. A GAME!!!!!!!!
These jokers make more in one game than a lot of HONEST people earn in a year, and earn more in one year than poor old Joe Lunchbox (without whom society could not function) will earn in his lifetime, and this is just a damnable disgrace.
We pay our Policemen, Firemen, and members of our Armed Services less per year to risk their lives than we pay these tall Idiots to play a game for an Hour or so, and if that doesn't fit the description of inequity, I don't know what does.
The second item in the news that has caught my eye and ear in the past few days is the re-emergence of the Black Panther Party, and their actions in harassing white voters when they tried to vote in a Precinct that had a goodly number of black voters.
They(the Black Panthers) also threw the American Flag to the ground, spat on it and set it afire, BUT,our National News media made no mention of this apparently well known fact, either in print or electronic Journalism, until some "Quisling" of a Journalist let the facts be known, and then the new media reluctantly mentioned the fact, as an aside to their more important subjects, as the above on "King James" and etc.
If white people Had been harassing would-be black voters in the Elections just past, we would not only read about it in the Newspapers, News magazines, hear about it on radio and television, but also probably see Tanks and Troops moving into the affected areas, to quell these savage Caucasians.
But, the worst thing of this particular issue is the fact that the Justice Department, on orders from the White House, is taking NO action on these occurrences.
Can you spell R A C I S M ??? Are you still proud of being a Democrat?
Have a good day
TOP
Well there have been a number of things in the news lately which have caught my eye, and I'm sure the eyes of many of you as well.
First... Several hundred tons of newsprint and several hundred hours of broadcast "Journalism" have been devoted to the subject of "King" LaBron James, and what team he is signing a new contract with. It turns out that he is signing with Miami. Okay, everybody feel either better or worse now??????? This has been one of the silliest bits of reporting I have ever had the extreme displeasure of witnessing, as I could honestly care less where a Multi-multi Millionaire has played, or where he will play in the future. I have said before, and it bears repeating, that out Society is going to Hell in a Hoop, in paying these largely uneducated freaks millions upon millions of Dollars to play a game.. A GAME!!!!!!!!
These jokers make more in one game than a lot of HONEST people earn in a year, and earn more in one year than poor old Joe Lunchbox (without whom society could not function) will earn in his lifetime, and this is just a damnable disgrace.
We pay our Policemen, Firemen, and members of our Armed Services less per year to risk their lives than we pay these tall Idiots to play a game for an Hour or so, and if that doesn't fit the description of inequity, I don't know what does.
The second item in the news that has caught my eye and ear in the past few days is the re-emergence of the Black Panther Party, and their actions in harassing white voters when they tried to vote in a Precinct that had a goodly number of black voters.
They(the Black Panthers) also threw the American Flag to the ground, spat on it and set it afire, BUT,our National News media made no mention of this apparently well known fact, either in print or electronic Journalism, until some "Quisling" of a Journalist let the facts be known, and then the new media reluctantly mentioned the fact, as an aside to their more important subjects, as the above on "King James" and etc.
If white people Had been harassing would-be black voters in the Elections just past, we would not only read about it in the Newspapers, News magazines, hear about it on radio and television, but also probably see Tanks and Troops moving into the affected areas, to quell these savage Caucasians.
But, the worst thing of this particular issue is the fact that the Justice Department, on orders from the White House, is taking NO action on these occurrences.
Can you spell R A C I S M ??? Are you still proud of being a Democrat?
Have a good day
TOP
Monday, June 28, 2010
One of "Those" days.
Good Day All.
I probably shouldn't post anything today, as it's been one of those days. I'm sure most of you have had the kind of day that I'm currently having . To say its a bad day is an understatement, call it what you want, depression, attitude sickness, a day when you feel like throwing something at something because you don't know for sure why you feel so lousy, you don't know what you would do about it even if you did know, and on and on with the silent whining or cerebral carping or whatever the hell it is. But the point is , so far it's just "one of those days".
Its a day when I feel like walking into an Italian Mens Social Club, in NYC and kicking the head goombah in the testes just to get the crap beaten out of myself, or maybe, if I got lucky , shot or whatever, doesn't matter.
It's a day when I am just plain disgusted. I've tried to live my life as I thought it should be lived, and have to say that I see now that my being on this planet has made no difference at all. The things I've done that I thought I should do, haven't , in the final analysis, made a damn bit of difference.
I cannot point to one single thing that I am proud of doing, not one single thing that I've done that has made any difference to anyone that I can think of, save the people who are worse off for things I have done. I owe so many debts, both financial and otherwise, to so many people, that I cannot possibly live long enough to satisfy.
If I have been an example to anyone, it can have been only a bad one. I cannot say that I have been an inspiration, to anyone, at anytime, for anything, save for those who have been smart enough to avoid doing the things that I have done, and profited therefrom.
Sorry for the whining
TOP
I probably shouldn't post anything today, as it's been one of those days. I'm sure most of you have had the kind of day that I'm currently having . To say its a bad day is an understatement, call it what you want, depression, attitude sickness, a day when you feel like throwing something at something because you don't know for sure why you feel so lousy, you don't know what you would do about it even if you did know, and on and on with the silent whining or cerebral carping or whatever the hell it is. But the point is , so far it's just "one of those days".
Its a day when I feel like walking into an Italian Mens Social Club, in NYC and kicking the head goombah in the testes just to get the crap beaten out of myself, or maybe, if I got lucky , shot or whatever, doesn't matter.
It's a day when I am just plain disgusted. I've tried to live my life as I thought it should be lived, and have to say that I see now that my being on this planet has made no difference at all. The things I've done that I thought I should do, haven't , in the final analysis, made a damn bit of difference.
I cannot point to one single thing that I am proud of doing, not one single thing that I've done that has made any difference to anyone that I can think of, save the people who are worse off for things I have done. I owe so many debts, both financial and otherwise, to so many people, that I cannot possibly live long enough to satisfy.
If I have been an example to anyone, it can have been only a bad one. I cannot say that I have been an inspiration, to anyone, at anytime, for anything, save for those who have been smart enough to avoid doing the things that I have done, and profited therefrom.
Sorry for the whining
TOP
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
The Emperor has no clothes.
I will ask in advance for your forbearance on this post.
I have watched with interest the actions and inaction of the "Accidental President"
Barack Hussein Obama , and the longer I watch, and the more I listen, the more discouraged I get.
First Little O was elected a United States Senator from Illinois, through a freak happenstance. He, in effect, had no opponent. His opponent, on Paper was widely thought of as an idiot, so people voted for O as the lesser of two evils. No one knew much about him, as all he had done prior to running for the U.S. Senate, was to be a State Senator, which in Illinois consists mainly of looking the other way while nefarious deeds are consummated and certain Bribe Price Lists are circulated. Other than this his efforts had consisted mainly of Registering Minority Voters and lecturing in law school.BUT, he got the blessings and financial support from Big Mamma Oprah, and that's all he needed. God bless and save us all.
He never served one single day in any of the United States armed Forces, doesn't know a PFC from a pork chop, yet finds himself with the luxury of Lecturing a full General in the U.S. Army, on how to fight a war.
I don't think anyone could fault the General if he, in turn, were to lecture Little O on how hard it is to fight a war when White House Permission has to be sought before launching a Drone Strike against the enemy.
Lets face it folks, anyone who has ever served in the Military will hasten to tell you that a Politician is inhibited by his training and instincts from having even the foggiest idea of how to conduct a Military Operation.
The wars we have not conclusively won have served as an example of what happens when Politicians try to fight a war their way, in order to bolster their standing in the Polls.
We have never won a war from the White House, or from a Congressional Committee room, nor will we.
Verily, I am sick of this squandering of the lives of American Servicemen and Women in a Politically Governed War. I have heard it said that, in order to win the War in Afghanistan, we must win it politically, by winning the hearts and minds of the population in general. This ain't gonna happen folks. As long as you have, as the larger component of the populace, fruitcakes who think it is noble to kill unarmed civilians and blow themselves up in order to gain admission to Paradise we will have a population that will not cooperate with those who would try to liberate them from 12Th Century Anarchy, in the simple hope of staying alive.
I am not much of a Military prognosticator, but I fear that General Stanley McChrystal will not be the last Commander that will be displaced for voicing an opinion unpopular with the newt in the White House.
I am going to think about this a little more before I post it, to try and sort irrationality from ignorance, but I fear that I will be unsuccessful, as the two appear to be conjoined when talking about the national political scene.
And I did so.....................................................................
If I recall the lessons I learned in the Army, and I'm pretty sure I do, the primary lesson was this. " do not fight to keep from losing, fight to win and gain territory and once gained, DO NOT give it back". A saying that I heard more than once from senior combat veterans was "Politicians think that because they can start wars it follows that they also know how to fight them". This is as fallacious as saying "My rifle is clean enough"
I am fully aware that in the UCMJ it is expressly forbidden to criticise one's commander in Chief , but to give a temporary President the power to terminate the career of a man who has spent his whole adult life serving his Nation, is just wrong.
Sure give the CIC the authority to transfer the Officer elsewhere, but fire him? No, Never. That's as silly as throwing away a good pocketknife because you cut yourself on it.
Oh Well, it'll all come out in the wash (Election).
Keep the Faith (thats all we have)
TOP
I have watched with interest the actions and inaction of the "Accidental President"
Barack Hussein Obama , and the longer I watch, and the more I listen, the more discouraged I get.
First Little O was elected a United States Senator from Illinois, through a freak happenstance. He, in effect, had no opponent. His opponent, on Paper was widely thought of as an idiot, so people voted for O as the lesser of two evils. No one knew much about him, as all he had done prior to running for the U.S. Senate, was to be a State Senator, which in Illinois consists mainly of looking the other way while nefarious deeds are consummated and certain Bribe Price Lists are circulated. Other than this his efforts had consisted mainly of Registering Minority Voters and lecturing in law school.BUT, he got the blessings and financial support from Big Mamma Oprah, and that's all he needed. God bless and save us all.
He never served one single day in any of the United States armed Forces, doesn't know a PFC from a pork chop, yet finds himself with the luxury of Lecturing a full General in the U.S. Army, on how to fight a war.
I don't think anyone could fault the General if he, in turn, were to lecture Little O on how hard it is to fight a war when White House Permission has to be sought before launching a Drone Strike against the enemy.
Lets face it folks, anyone who has ever served in the Military will hasten to tell you that a Politician is inhibited by his training and instincts from having even the foggiest idea of how to conduct a Military Operation.
The wars we have not conclusively won have served as an example of what happens when Politicians try to fight a war their way, in order to bolster their standing in the Polls.
We have never won a war from the White House, or from a Congressional Committee room, nor will we.
Verily, I am sick of this squandering of the lives of American Servicemen and Women in a Politically Governed War. I have heard it said that, in order to win the War in Afghanistan, we must win it politically, by winning the hearts and minds of the population in general. This ain't gonna happen folks. As long as you have, as the larger component of the populace, fruitcakes who think it is noble to kill unarmed civilians and blow themselves up in order to gain admission to Paradise we will have a population that will not cooperate with those who would try to liberate them from 12Th Century Anarchy, in the simple hope of staying alive.
I am not much of a Military prognosticator, but I fear that General Stanley McChrystal will not be the last Commander that will be displaced for voicing an opinion unpopular with the newt in the White House.
I am going to think about this a little more before I post it, to try and sort irrationality from ignorance, but I fear that I will be unsuccessful, as the two appear to be conjoined when talking about the national political scene.
And I did so.....................................................................
If I recall the lessons I learned in the Army, and I'm pretty sure I do, the primary lesson was this. " do not fight to keep from losing, fight to win and gain territory and once gained, DO NOT give it back". A saying that I heard more than once from senior combat veterans was "Politicians think that because they can start wars it follows that they also know how to fight them". This is as fallacious as saying "My rifle is clean enough"
I am fully aware that in the UCMJ it is expressly forbidden to criticise one's commander in Chief , but to give a temporary President the power to terminate the career of a man who has spent his whole adult life serving his Nation, is just wrong.
Sure give the CIC the authority to transfer the Officer elsewhere, but fire him? No, Never. That's as silly as throwing away a good pocketknife because you cut yourself on it.
Oh Well, it'll all come out in the wash (Election).
Keep the Faith (thats all we have)
TOP
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