Thursday, June 30, 2016


I found this by accident. Read and enjoy.

Try to imagine HRC or Trump on the stage dealing with voters.. I know, your mind boggles.

I wish our politicians could do this, Srsly, HRC running for President hasn't had a press conference in over 200 days where she answered ANY questions and yet socialists are eager to vote for her because she is the epitome of Hugo Chavez.

I see them everywhere. The very moment they open their mouth I know they would have voted for Adolph because children.

JUST TRY to imagine Hillary on stage facing down her critics.


I enjoyed watching some good theater and will miss it a little because it is now done and over. If you haven't watched Newsroom on Amazon, sucks to be you. It's a valid, bonafide, seriously good show.

We were in Maine and we celebrated the Solstice and a Strawberry moon on the same night. We do it with style and then we clean up. We sailed, kayaked and had a very good time and then we drove home, as one does at the end of vacation. We passed a megaton of bicyclists in the Adirondacks and that was driven home yesterday when I went to my barber for a cut of the shag.

I was probably the only one that wished that the one woman who kept almost leaving after her haircut would leave but she didn't. She lingered and she talked. She nattered. She went on and on and on and that meant the barber had to disengage from what she was doing which was cutting hair on a customer. The talkative one went on for about 20 minutes and we all sat there patiently waiting until finally she went out the door, only to pop back in for another 12 minutes of conversation. The love of my life realizes that I am honest, pure and not exaggerating when I describe myself as a man of infinite patience.

I was a little ired because I was still 4th in line for the shag chop. As the lady did finally promenade away the barber admitted to us that the nice talkative lady had been riding her bike home from Chagrin Falls when she was damned near killed by a hit and run driver who hit her very hard, got out of his car, looked at her remains and then got back into his car and drove away. A little boy saw the whole thing and screamed for his dad (a surgeon) who called the ambulance and the talkative one spent 4 months in hospital recovering from drastic and severe injuries. The man of infinite patience was really grateful that he just sat there thru the whole thing and said nothing at all.

It wasn't until I got home that I realized that barbershops are like small nations where everybody knows everybody. I can guarantee for instance that the barber knew every one of the men in front of me by name and their backgrounds and history, just as all of them knew her. I had never before seen that side of small town life and this is MetroParkCentralis. It is no small town. They were all there because the barber had sent an email to 250 of her clients notifying them that she was going on vacation and would be closed for a couple of weeks and if they were feeling fuzzy, the time to deal was now.

I was never exposed to this in my life. I find that I really like it. I was uniformed or of uniform until I was 50 and the barbers I frequented were mostly on base or on post and we were there to complete a transaction involving nothing more and nothing less than hair.

The reason the deli across the street had been closed and boarded up for a month was simple. It had been rammed by a citizen using his car/truck to take out the the storefront in order to wrap a chain around the ATM which had been featured, somewhat prominently, in the front window of the shop, and drive away with it. I needed that ATM because one pays cash for haircuts. No joy, none at the CVS down the street either. There's was iffy and didn't work for me.

I was convinced that the city of Oakland would go up in flames after the Cavs pulled a victory out of their butt. I was wrong. I've been thinking that my Memphis will go up in flames as the left come out to outwriggle the RNC with violence and domestic terrorism. I'm gonna say, I am wrong again. I am looking forward to the convention and may even go downtown. I can do that because I finally got around to fixing the brakes on my car. Oh yea, 15 years, 125,000 miles and maybe, just maybe, it needed new brakes.

The media are doing a fine media job of pronouncing the utter defeat of Trump by the hands of Hillary and so a lot of die-hards will probably just stay at home and leave the city alone.

Of course, that's the same media that got everything else right and correct about the election season.


Nothing is more powerful.


I read this and it was valuable information but then I paused to reflect. I'm probably never going to swim in the oceans again. Those days are behind me. Back when I lived by Fletcher Cove and literally swam, surfed and lived the life aquatic in Solana Beach, this would have been good info. I had a lifeguard swim out to me once because she said I was in a rip. She was more than a little pissed off that I didn't see her waving her head off at me to clear the water. I had to point out that without glasses I don't see all that much beyond about 10 feet.

I used to swim a mile a day at lunch. Swimming holds no fears for me.... but there are sharks.

Thursday, June 23, 2016


Scott Adams is a funny cartoonist and an amazing political philosopher. In this column he nails why there can never be any 'commonsense' gun control in America.
On average, Democrats (that’s my team*) use guns for shooting the innocent. We call that crime. 
On average, Republicans use guns for sporting purposes and self-defense. 
But we do know that race and poverty are correlated. And we know that poverty and crime are correlated. And we know that race and political affiliation are correlated. Therefore, my team (Clinton) is more likely to use guns to shoot innocent people, whereas the other team (Trump) is more likely to use guns for sporting and defense.
You don't see the arguments for gun-seizing and gun retention better expressed than that.

Thursday, June 16, 2016


Blogging will be an enthusiasm like war. We shall attempt to wage it but we're going to Maine and they never heard of the internet. No. Srsly. Kind of like this place in Kuwait. BTW? All but two of those men were really good guys but the cook really did get screwed when the government found that he had mailed one of those weapons pieces, naturally.

Failaka Field Force. Alone, Unarmed, Unafraid.  It was the motto of the old Desert Duck. We stole it. We had guns.

Wednesday, June 15, 2016


I went there once. I don't think I'll ever go back. If you ever go, drift over to Mud Island in the River. It is very worthwhile. We watch no TV at all except the cooking channel. We like ATK and Annabelle Longbean and the essential chef, so, as you can see, we just don't watch TV; also, excepting the videos from Oz and BBC and the stray things that find their way over the transom from Pittsburgh, we're just not watching. We're reliable non-watchers, that's what we are. We read stuff.

You know what a transom is? I dare say you do. There's two kinds of transoms and I was the victim of both kinds. The transom they speak of is the louvered window over the door that lets one's grandfather know that yes, once again, despite some stern warnings about hell to pay if caught reading in bed after lights out, there you are, reading in the almost dark. The other transom figures in boats somewhere behind all the rest of all the other stuff that has special boat names. I remember being 16 and swimming up to the transom of my putative racing sloop in Charleston after the wake of a passing submarine caused my crew and I to pitchpole rather dramatically. Usually, when disaster hits a sailboat, it stops sailing but something about pitchpoling gives life to the boat and encourages it to finish the race without the crew. This tends to be a problem when the crew is swimming madly to keep up.

We watched the last of Aaron Sorkin again the other night. A couple of years ago, neither of us had any idea that there was a 3rd season. We should pay attention.


Tuesday, June 14, 2016


My parents gave me my diploma from high school last month when I helped them move. It had this gem folded inside.

Jesus Christ, there really is a permanent record!

The same thoughtless character assassins gave me this.

It is all of her report cards K-12 compiled by her loving parents over the years with notes. They gave me mine too.  I sealed her's in a box and delivered it to her house husband who, I think, gloated. I feel really terrible about that,.....


Ah, Buck would have spun us all a splendid yarn about how the Red Wings wuz robbed but I think he would have enjoyed the Stanley Cup this year. It was a splendid matchup of an old machine team and an upstart hailing from the vicinity of the Garlic Capital of America. Honestly, I worked in San Jose for 4 years and I'm hard pressed to find a word to describe the place. To be honest, it is one end of the tract with the other being San Francisco. As I think about it, I am pretty sure that San Francisco is the butt end of civilization. There isn't much left there after Borders vanished from Union Square. Yeah, yea, Zoe Dunning would disagree with me but she's a cheesehead so who cares.

The stices in the interstices are best appreciated on the milk train from San Jose's airport up to downtown San Francisco. I did that ride a time or two and you pass through the bits of the Pen that you could tolerate if only you could wrap your head around the fact that they really do have in their midst, a Hotel California. Srsly. When my mother checked in there I double checked that the windows in the room did open. She was visiting my sister in Menlo Park at the time, a sister who used to drive up to visit me in her 57 bus, park next to my 76 bus and have some bad coffee in my place before driving back home over the San Mateo bridge. Sounds mundane doesn't it? She did it because it was the only way to get son #2 to fall asleep. He liked to sleep in their deathtrap VW Bus and wouldn't fall sleep anywhere else.

We had a very good visit to the coast of bolts and nuts and while Asilomar is not to my taste, it suits others and it is situated in some really nice real estate. It's not Big Sur but it is Pebble Beach. Plus we spent 3 days in a place in the Berkeley Hills that I know. We had a Marine Layer the whole time but one could catch the occasional glimpse of the Golden Gate. Still, there was none of the majestic city lights of Baghdad by the Bay which I remembered of old.

In a light twist of unreality, my heart was thrilled to visit Yerba Buena and Treasure Island because I gooned up the I-80 interchange and found us driving through the busses and military vehicles only (avec FASTPAS) lane off 580/880 which, we stopped on the side of the roadway, in the flats, and pulled out of my kit to continue our journey to mid-bay. It was interesting to drive around TI. All but Bldg 1 are pretty much gone, no Google Barge and little remains of housing or main post. The turn-off to YBI and the Coast Guard Station appeared to be gated. Didn't want to go there anyway.

We had a very good visit with my brother and his family. They are what they are. If you knew the two of them before they married you could see exactly the kind of strong independent young men they'd raise between them. It was kind of sad that the bloom had come off the rose for my sister-in-law. She was rightly appalled that the School Bond was wasted by malfeasance. It was not hard to refrain from telling her that this was always the way with school bonds. There is no oversight, no supervision, no control. The money is burned as rapidly as it comes in and seldom for what the pyre was lit for.

Sunday, June 12, 2016


I think at this point that all the serious people are retired or dead. I used to play one when the lives of other people were placed in my hands and I think I did a pretty good job of it but as I look at the world today I see a distinct lack of serious. Yes, as usual, I staggered across this stunning insight late at night while reading the book Ars Technica put together about Anonymous. It struck me, as I read through it, that none of the players were serious men. Serious men figured out how to build a rocket and send 3 men to the moon in less than 10 years from a cold standing start. Serious men took E=MC squared and used it to build huge enormous plants to refine Uranium and make Plutonium so they could design a bomb around it and place it in the bomb bay of planes flown by serious men and drop them on the cities of other serious, deeply committed men.

What do we have today? We have Bernie Sanders an out and out communist who should have shipped out on one of those expat cruise ships to the Soviet Union back in 1932 and stayed there to die with the rest of the expat commie loving losers who embraced the Soviet Union right up until the NKVD rounded them up and killed them in a field just outside of Moscow. We have Hillary Clinton who was so keen to avoid any/ALL remote viewing of her handiwork as Secretary of State that she simply violated all the laws to do so. And, finally we have Trump who delights those of us that remain because he is willing to point out with flaming letters a mile high that both his opponents are anti-American sleaze. He, at least, is pro-American sleaze.

When you look back at history and you read about the serious people, many of them attended what used to be good schools in the Ivy League. Do you have any idea how worthless a Yale degree is to people that wouldn't hire a Yale graduate for any amount of money because Yale seems to be turning out graduates who thrive on being anti. They're anti-civilization, anti-corporate, anti-business, anti-white. Good wholesome lads attending another fine biblical college like Harvard who hate and despise religion, God, and America.

I'm OK with that. I despise them back.

I am familiar with some of the serious people. God knows, I'm not one of them myself but people such as the ones at Maggie's Farm or the guy at Coyoteblog, they're serious people. They just don't run for office anymore or even participate much in the fading shadow of democracy left in this country.

The internet is broken. That's why I have been so quiet elsewhere. I just hauled this computer out of my refrigerator and plugged it in to see if it would come back to life. It did. That just means that condensation will pull the plug any second now. I have reinforcements on the way. Of course, they'll get here right about the time we head to Rumsford and help the local serious people save the basement.

There is a marvelous photo that reflects the serious lack of serious people.

All the both of them

Saturday, June 11, 2016


Yeah, they were allowed to build one there.


I enjoy Farage. I would vote for him. As I think about it, I was born in Germany and that gives me some extra rights and, knowing Germans, I suspect I have way more rights than you. I think I can vote for him because Europe!

I think the chair is German. You can suss it out by the fact that he orders that time be stopped there at the end.

Whenever you hear the media/communist partyUSA suggest that only fascist nazis want Brexit/Trump, you can watch Farage deal with the true heirs of Marie Antoinette and Louis, and the Bourbons and the Hapsburgs. It is always entertaining.

Sunday, June 5, 2016


Tolkien nailed it in THE TWO TOWERS, "oft shall evil will mar evil". All one has to do to accept it is read the press that supports the evil.

Gun critic film maker broke all gun laws to make lying anti-gun video

you-couldnt-get-the-truth-out-of-hillary-if you water boarded her


Which gives anyone pause for thought. There is only one side reliably behaving as thugs and national socialists and they all think they're the good guys.

Kind of like .....,


Did you ever think about ordering scores of political bumper stickers and layering them over the same sort of stickers already on OPC (Other People's Cars)?

Quietly, when nobody is looking, slap a TRUMP sticker over a BERNIE sticker?

I have to admit, I have. So far, the only party to generate the kind of thug who really believes he has a 'right' to destroy property or beat up political opponents in the West, are socialists like the SA and the SDS and the Democratic Party true believers.

It would be enlightening and worth it to see them play the thug with each other before the Bolsheviks massacre the Mensheviks or the communists eliminate the Jews in the party.