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Friday, August 31, 2018
Thursday, August 30, 2018
still busy
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Wednesday, August 29, 2018
busy
busy
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Tuesday, August 28, 2018
McCain
I lifted this off of Facebook. It was put there by a veteran I know.
John McCain will always be remembered for sticking it to the entire American public by voting against the repeal of Obamacare just because he was mad at President Trump. It was his way of trying to get even with We, The People, for not electing another swamp dweller. I would have at least respected it if he voted against it because he was a liberal Democrat but that was not the case. He was just having a little temper tantrum and wanted to stick it to Trump.
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A “war hero” doesn’t finish 894th out of 899 and still get stationed at a Navy champagne unit and promoted ahead of all but two of his 898 other classmates.
A “war hero” doesn’t crash three U.S. Navy jets out of sheer incompetence and ineptitude, including two during non-combat training sessions.
A “war hero” doesn’t get written up on drunk-and-disorderly, fraternization, disobeying orders, and insubordination charges more than two dozen times in less than three years.
A “war hero” doesn’t get promoted to squadron commander of the air field named after his own grandfather immediately after crashing his third airplane. A “war hero” doesn’t have all the military records that cover his time in Vietnam and all disciplinary actions against him censored and sealed “as a matte r of national security.” A “war hero” doesn’t get 28 medals awarded all after-the-fact “for bravery” for no other reason than being shot down and captured and then go on a celebrity public relations tour because he’s the son of two acclaimed Navy admirals. A “war hero” doesn’t repeatedly cheat on the wife who’s back in the states waiting for him, and then cheat on her more when he returns to the states, and then divorce and abandon her.
A “war hero” doesn’t systematically vote against every single pay and benefit increase for military and veterans throughout his entire political career, all the while claiming to be “the soldier’s Congressman,” and then take credit for the passage of a G.I. benefits bill he that voted AGAINST. A “war hero” McCain III lost jet number one in 1958 when he plunged into Corpus Christi Bay while practicing landings. He was knocked unconscious by the impact coming to as the plane settled to the bottom. McCain’s second crash occurred while he was deployed in the Mediterranean. “Flying too low over the Iberian Peninsula,” Timberg wrote, “he took out some power lines [reminiscent of the 1998 incident in which a Marine Corps jet sliced through the cables of a gondola at an Italian ski resort, killing 20] which led to a spate of newspaper stories in which he was predictably identified as the son of an admiral.”
McCain’s third crash three occurred when he was returning from flying a Navy trainer solo to Philadelphia for an Army-Navy football game. Timberg reported that McCain radioed, “I’ve got a flameout” and went through standard relight procedures three times before ejecting at one thousand feet. McCain landed on a deserted beach moments before the plane slammed into a clump of trees. McCain’s fifth loss happened during his 23rd mission over North Vietnam on Oct. 26, 1967, when McCain’s A-4 Skyhawk was shot down by a surface-to-air missile. McCain ejected from the plane breaking both arms an d a leg in the process and subsequently parachuted into Truc Bach Lake near Hanoi. For 23 combat missions (an estimated 20 hours over enemy territory), the U.S. Navy awarded McCain a Silver Star, a Legion of Merit for Valor, a Distinguished Flying Cross, three Bronze Stars, two Commendation medals plus two Purple Hearts and a dozen service medals. “McCain had roughly 20 hours in combat,” explains Bill Bell, a veteran of Vietnam and former chief of the U.S. Office for POW/MIA Affairs — the first official U.S. representative in Vietnam since the 1973 fall of Saigon. “Since McCain got 28 medals,” Bell continues, “that equals out to about a medal-and-a-half for each hour he spent in combat. There were infantry guys — grunts on the ground — who had more than 7,000 hours in combat and I can tell you that there were times and situations where I’m sure a prison cell would have looked pretty good to them by comparison."
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John McCain will always be remembered for sticking it to the entire American public by voting against the repeal of Obamacare just because he was mad at President Trump. It was his way of trying to get even with We, The People, for not electing another swamp dweller. I would have at least respected it if he voted against it because he was a liberal Democrat but that was not the case. He was just having a little temper tantrum and wanted to stick it to Trump.
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A “war hero” doesn’t finish 894th out of 899 and still get stationed at a Navy champagne unit and promoted ahead of all but two of his 898 other classmates.
A “war hero” doesn’t crash three U.S. Navy jets out of sheer incompetence and ineptitude, including two during non-combat training sessions.
A “war hero” doesn’t get written up on drunk-and-disorderly, fraternization, disobeying orders, and insubordination charges more than two dozen times in less than three years.
A “war hero” doesn’t get promoted to squadron commander of the air field named after his own grandfather immediately after crashing his third airplane. A “war hero” doesn’t have all the military records that cover his time in Vietnam and all disciplinary actions against him censored and sealed “as a matte r of national security.” A “war hero” doesn’t get 28 medals awarded all after-the-fact “for bravery” for no other reason than being shot down and captured and then go on a celebrity public relations tour because he’s the son of two acclaimed Navy admirals. A “war hero” doesn’t repeatedly cheat on the wife who’s back in the states waiting for him, and then cheat on her more when he returns to the states, and then divorce and abandon her.
A “war hero” doesn’t systematically vote against every single pay and benefit increase for military and veterans throughout his entire political career, all the while claiming to be “the soldier’s Congressman,” and then take credit for the passage of a G.I. benefits bill he that voted AGAINST. A “war hero” McCain III lost jet number one in 1958 when he plunged into Corpus Christi Bay while practicing landings. He was knocked unconscious by the impact coming to as the plane settled to the bottom. McCain’s second crash occurred while he was deployed in the Mediterranean. “Flying too low over the Iberian Peninsula,” Timberg wrote, “he took out some power lines [reminiscent of the 1998 incident in which a Marine Corps jet sliced through the cables of a gondola at an Italian ski resort, killing 20] which led to a spate of newspaper stories in which he was predictably identified as the son of an admiral.”
McCain’s third crash three occurred when he was returning from flying a Navy trainer solo to Philadelphia for an Army-Navy football game. Timberg reported that McCain radioed, “I’ve got a flameout” and went through standard relight procedures three times before ejecting at one thousand feet. McCain landed on a deserted beach moments before the plane slammed into a clump of trees. McCain’s fifth loss happened during his 23rd mission over North Vietnam on Oct. 26, 1967, when McCain’s A-4 Skyhawk was shot down by a surface-to-air missile. McCain ejected from the plane breaking both arms an d a leg in the process and subsequently parachuted into Truc Bach Lake near Hanoi. For 23 combat missions (an estimated 20 hours over enemy territory), the U.S. Navy awarded McCain a Silver Star, a Legion of Merit for Valor, a Distinguished Flying Cross, three Bronze Stars, two Commendation medals plus two Purple Hearts and a dozen service medals. “McCain had roughly 20 hours in combat,” explains Bill Bell, a veteran of Vietnam and former chief of the U.S. Office for POW/MIA Affairs — the first official U.S. representative in Vietnam since the 1973 fall of Saigon. “Since McCain got 28 medals,” Bell continues, “that equals out to about a medal-and-a-half for each hour he spent in combat. There were infantry guys — grunts on the ground — who had more than 7,000 hours in combat and I can tell you that there were times and situations where I’m sure a prison cell would have looked pretty good to them by comparison."
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Monday, August 27, 2018
I screwed up
I renewed my driver's license and made a monumental error when I got on the wrong website. I should have been paying more attention.
I got on a private website that offers the service for a fee and filled the forms out and sent them in. A moment later I figured out my mistake and called them and cancelled the order. They did but took a $3.99 processing fee which I am not going to bitch about because the initial error was mine and mine alone.
They were halfway decent about cancelling my order and promised to refund my charge in a few days which is OK.
Actually the part that annoys me the most is in my personal book keeping because I keep track of all expenditures and I have to keep an eye open when the credit card bill arrives.
I did get my license renewed and in a few days my photo card will arrive and it's off to DMV to get my picture taken.
Driver's license pictures are an important thing as there is somewhat of a running contest to have the most Godawful picture.
I think I'll wear eye shadow and lipstick for this one as I am getting tired of making myself look like Charles Manson for the photo every few years.
Wearing a colander on one's head for the picture has gotten too mainstream. There are enough Pastafarians out there already.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flying_Spaghetti_Monster
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I got on a private website that offers the service for a fee and filled the forms out and sent them in. A moment later I figured out my mistake and called them and cancelled the order. They did but took a $3.99 processing fee which I am not going to bitch about because the initial error was mine and mine alone.
They were halfway decent about cancelling my order and promised to refund my charge in a few days which is OK.
Actually the part that annoys me the most is in my personal book keeping because I keep track of all expenditures and I have to keep an eye open when the credit card bill arrives.
I did get my license renewed and in a few days my photo card will arrive and it's off to DMV to get my picture taken.
Driver's license pictures are an important thing as there is somewhat of a running contest to have the most Godawful picture.
I think I'll wear eye shadow and lipstick for this one as I am getting tired of making myself look like Charles Manson for the photo every few years.
Wearing a colander on one's head for the picture has gotten too mainstream. There are enough Pastafarians out there already.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flying_Spaghetti_Monster
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Sunday, August 26, 2018
Doctor's orders.
is a term that is a joke...unless you are working with an insurance company.
Common sense dictates that if a doctor tells you you ought to get something taken care of as soon as you can are so-called doctor's orders.
Doctors don't have any real authority. They for the most part don't have the authority to order anybody to do anything.
Recently I had to deal with a copayment situation. The woman asked me if I was getting the procedure done on 'doctor's orders' or I self referred myself. I told her I was acting on the serious recommendation of my physician.
"Recommendation?" she asked, in that ugly tone of voice.
"He brought me to the position of attention and told me that failure to go through the procedure would result in my being sentenced to death by musketry," I said. "I would he handed a cigarette and a blindfold and be tied to a post and shot to death by a firing squad."
"Horsefeathers," she replied. I knew I had he on the defensive.
"Can the doctor have me sentenced to long term federal prison time for failure to obey? I asked.
"No," she shot back.
"A couple of years in State prison?"
"No," she snapped.
"Sixty days in the county cooler?" I asked. "How about even an overnight in the drunk tank?"
"No," she snarled.
"Get that taken care of post haste sounds like 'Doctor's orders' to me," I said.
After this I sent an email to my primary care doctor and told him about the entire conversation.
I was pleasantly surprised to get an uncharacteristic phone call back a couple of hours later from the doctor.
His staff had been having problems with that woman for some time now and he decided enough was enough. He called her and told her any of his patients that didn't follow his orders will be taken to an adobe wall and be shot and the insurance company would have been billed for the six feet of rope, ammunition, blindfold and a pack of cigarettes.
I don't see a whole lot of problems coming up in the future from the insurance company.
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Maybe I picked a doctor with some common sense. Most doctors wouldn't give someone facing a firing squad a cigarette because it's bad for one's health.
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Common sense dictates that if a doctor tells you you ought to get something taken care of as soon as you can are so-called doctor's orders.
Doctors don't have any real authority. They for the most part don't have the authority to order anybody to do anything.
Recently I had to deal with a copayment situation. The woman asked me if I was getting the procedure done on 'doctor's orders' or I self referred myself. I told her I was acting on the serious recommendation of my physician.
"Recommendation?" she asked, in that ugly tone of voice.
"He brought me to the position of attention and told me that failure to go through the procedure would result in my being sentenced to death by musketry," I said. "I would he handed a cigarette and a blindfold and be tied to a post and shot to death by a firing squad."
"Horsefeathers," she replied. I knew I had he on the defensive.
"Can the doctor have me sentenced to long term federal prison time for failure to obey? I asked.
"No," she shot back.
"A couple of years in State prison?"
"No," she snapped.
"Sixty days in the county cooler?" I asked. "How about even an overnight in the drunk tank?"
"No," she snarled.
"Get that taken care of post haste sounds like 'Doctor's orders' to me," I said.
After this I sent an email to my primary care doctor and told him about the entire conversation.
I was pleasantly surprised to get an uncharacteristic phone call back a couple of hours later from the doctor.
His staff had been having problems with that woman for some time now and he decided enough was enough. He called her and told her any of his patients that didn't follow his orders will be taken to an adobe wall and be shot and the insurance company would have been billed for the six feet of rope, ammunition, blindfold and a pack of cigarettes.
I don't see a whole lot of problems coming up in the future from the insurance company.
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Maybe I picked a doctor with some common sense. Most doctors wouldn't give someone facing a firing squad a cigarette because it's bad for one's health.
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Saturday, August 25, 2018
If you want to get things done go to the lowest level possible.
It seems to me that a lot of people want to speak to the manager, so to speak. There is actually an unofficial term regarding hair styles. It's called an 'I want to speak to the manager' haircut. To me it looks more like an indignant bossy bitch hairstyle, really.
Anyone that has spent any time in the service knows how to get things done. You don't speak to an officer and you don't speak to a private. You go to a sergeant.
Lieutenants are too green and are somewhat afraid to step up to the plate, majors are in a twilight zone, career wise. You might get lucky with a captain but you can generally rely on a solid NCO.
A staff sergeant or above is the person that generally has the authority to get the job done and knows what is going on. His decisions are seldom questioned.
The same thing seems to hold true in the business world.
Going to the store manager is kind of an iffy deal because he is likely to want to fall back on policy or something because he knows he is under the microscope from his bosses. Besides if the problem is something along the lines of a technical nature he's likely not to know what is going on. He's not a technician, he's a manager. He manages technicians.
Of course the kid stocking shelves not only has no authority but probably doesn't know very much, either. The person you want to see is the department head.
Let's use a defective Walmart cell phone as and example. The store manager doesn't know how to judge if the damned thing is defective or not. He may very well show you that the product isn't defective and teach you what you are doing wrong. The store manager probably can't do this. The department manager probably can. That's why he's there.
The department manager likely has the authority to deem the phone defective and in many cases replace it on the spot. If the phone is slightly out of warranty he may decide to replace it anyway. In short, he is the go-to guy. The manager is not.
Anyone that has served knows that if you are looking for someone the last place you go to is the base commanding officer. He has likely never even heard of private Smith before. There are thousands of people on base and he certainly doesn't know them all.
A visit to his company may get better results. The Company Commander certainly knows private Smith but may not know where he is at the time. He may very well direct you to the man's platoon leader who in turn may not know where he is and pass you on to his platoon sergeant. Odds on finding private Smith get better the further down you go. The platoon sergeant will send for Private Smith's squad leader and it's a lead pipe cinch the squad leader knows where the missing private is.
The further down you can go to get a problem solved it's a pretty good bet that you'll get the best results with the least amount of BS and fanfare.
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Anyone that has spent any time in the service knows how to get things done. You don't speak to an officer and you don't speak to a private. You go to a sergeant.
Lieutenants are too green and are somewhat afraid to step up to the plate, majors are in a twilight zone, career wise. You might get lucky with a captain but you can generally rely on a solid NCO.
A staff sergeant or above is the person that generally has the authority to get the job done and knows what is going on. His decisions are seldom questioned.
The same thing seems to hold true in the business world.
Going to the store manager is kind of an iffy deal because he is likely to want to fall back on policy or something because he knows he is under the microscope from his bosses. Besides if the problem is something along the lines of a technical nature he's likely not to know what is going on. He's not a technician, he's a manager. He manages technicians.
Of course the kid stocking shelves not only has no authority but probably doesn't know very much, either. The person you want to see is the department head.
Let's use a defective Walmart cell phone as and example. The store manager doesn't know how to judge if the damned thing is defective or not. He may very well show you that the product isn't defective and teach you what you are doing wrong. The store manager probably can't do this. The department manager probably can. That's why he's there.
The department manager likely has the authority to deem the phone defective and in many cases replace it on the spot. If the phone is slightly out of warranty he may decide to replace it anyway. In short, he is the go-to guy. The manager is not.
Anyone that has served knows that if you are looking for someone the last place you go to is the base commanding officer. He has likely never even heard of private Smith before. There are thousands of people on base and he certainly doesn't know them all.
A visit to his company may get better results. The Company Commander certainly knows private Smith but may not know where he is at the time. He may very well direct you to the man's platoon leader who in turn may not know where he is and pass you on to his platoon sergeant. Odds on finding private Smith get better the further down you go. The platoon sergeant will send for Private Smith's squad leader and it's a lead pipe cinch the squad leader knows where the missing private is.
The further down you can go to get a problem solved it's a pretty good bet that you'll get the best results with the least amount of BS and fanfare.
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Friday, August 24, 2018
I have said it before.
Trickle down economics works no matter what any dopey liberal wants to tell you.
I have not heard a whole lot of stories of anyone making any kind of real fortune without bringing a number of people up with him.
When Cornelius Vanderbilt made his fortune on railroads and shipping he didn't sail those ships and build that railroad all alone. Any of his ships had to be built and manned by someone. This created some pretty good jobs for the time. Vanderbilt also didn't build locomotives and lay his own track, either. He hired a lot of other people to do it for him and he paid them.
Same holds true for just about every other person that made a fortune. They didn't stuff every dime into their own pockets. It would be interesting to calculate just what some of them did for other people.
When Bill Gates turned the world on its ear with his climb to the top of the computer and software business he didn't stick every dime in his pocket. He hired people and in the process made an unknown number of millionaires and created countless middle class jobs. His employees bought homes, cars, groceries and created even more jobs in the process.
The very products he created enabled other people to make their fortunes. Where would Amazon be if there were no computers? Probably a small mail order house in Hometown USA.
Hell, I know a busy brick and mortar sporting goods store I used to buy from regularly. Last time I visited them they commented that about two thirds of their business was on line. The brick and mortar place was still as busy as ever but a glance into the back room let me see a couple of guys boxing up an awful lot of merchandise for shipment. Bill Gates had an indirect hand in this. They were likely using his software to take on line orders with.
People that blather about how CEOs are over paid should simply buy stocks in the company of their choice, attend the shareholders meetings and speak out. My advice is to have a thick skin. You are probably going to get laughed at.
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I have not heard a whole lot of stories of anyone making any kind of real fortune without bringing a number of people up with him.
When Cornelius Vanderbilt made his fortune on railroads and shipping he didn't sail those ships and build that railroad all alone. Any of his ships had to be built and manned by someone. This created some pretty good jobs for the time. Vanderbilt also didn't build locomotives and lay his own track, either. He hired a lot of other people to do it for him and he paid them.
Same holds true for just about every other person that made a fortune. They didn't stuff every dime into their own pockets. It would be interesting to calculate just what some of them did for other people.
When Bill Gates turned the world on its ear with his climb to the top of the computer and software business he didn't stick every dime in his pocket. He hired people and in the process made an unknown number of millionaires and created countless middle class jobs. His employees bought homes, cars, groceries and created even more jobs in the process.
The very products he created enabled other people to make their fortunes. Where would Amazon be if there were no computers? Probably a small mail order house in Hometown USA.
Hell, I know a busy brick and mortar sporting goods store I used to buy from regularly. Last time I visited them they commented that about two thirds of their business was on line. The brick and mortar place was still as busy as ever but a glance into the back room let me see a couple of guys boxing up an awful lot of merchandise for shipment. Bill Gates had an indirect hand in this. They were likely using his software to take on line orders with.
People that blather about how CEOs are over paid should simply buy stocks in the company of their choice, attend the shareholders meetings and speak out. My advice is to have a thick skin. You are probably going to get laughed at.
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Thursday, August 23, 2018
One of the tricks to getting things done is to
do business face to face with one person.
At the bank I have only one person I deal with. She is my individual caseworker and if she is at lunch, I wait. If she has the day off and I am not in an emergency situation I come back the following day.
Why? Because when I do business I want to have someone I am familiar with. More than that it is someone I stop being a mystery voice over the phone and a real flesh and blood person, someone
they actually feel somewhat accountable to.
They are far less likely to brush you off with some mealy mouthed excuse and make an honest effort to be helpful. Of course they are not going to give thee store away because you showed up but it does mean you are far more likely to get everything you are supposed to.
The next best thing as far as doing business over the phone goes is to select ONE person and deal with them. This works even on huge levels of business like Amazon or your phone company to some degree.
The operator answers and you (for example) ask for "Alice in the shipping department. I can wait."
After you build up somewhat of a relationship with Alice' she remembers you and is far more likely to be a lot more helpful. 'Alice' is also going to be grateful because bosses take note of employees being specifically requested and realize that she is probably good with the customers. Employees that make customers happy are valuable. It's a win/win situation.
It's also pretty much a given that you have to work at having a good relationship with 'Alice'. You don't get short with her. You try and make dealing with you a refreshing part of their day. Butter her up if yyou can.
Face to face works wonders but taking care of one person over the phone is the way to go if you can't do face to face.
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At the bank I have only one person I deal with. She is my individual caseworker and if she is at lunch, I wait. If she has the day off and I am not in an emergency situation I come back the following day.
Why? Because when I do business I want to have someone I am familiar with. More than that it is someone I stop being a mystery voice over the phone and a real flesh and blood person, someone
they actually feel somewhat accountable to.
They are far less likely to brush you off with some mealy mouthed excuse and make an honest effort to be helpful. Of course they are not going to give thee store away because you showed up but it does mean you are far more likely to get everything you are supposed to.
The next best thing as far as doing business over the phone goes is to select ONE person and deal with them. This works even on huge levels of business like Amazon or your phone company to some degree.
The operator answers and you (for example) ask for "Alice in the shipping department. I can wait."
After you build up somewhat of a relationship with Alice' she remembers you and is far more likely to be a lot more helpful. 'Alice' is also going to be grateful because bosses take note of employees being specifically requested and realize that she is probably good with the customers. Employees that make customers happy are valuable. It's a win/win situation.
It's also pretty much a given that you have to work at having a good relationship with 'Alice'. You don't get short with her. You try and make dealing with you a refreshing part of their day. Butter her up if yyou can.
Face to face works wonders but taking care of one person over the phone is the way to go if you can't do face to face.
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Wednesday, August 22, 2018
I have to give Trump credit for one thing.
He WORKS for every single thing he wants.
I have NEVER seen a president out and stumping like Donald Trump. The man is everywhere. Last night I watched him on TV at a rally in West Virginia stumping for the Republican candidates there.
Of course he is fighting like hell to keep his Republican majority in Congress.
Say what you may about the man but I have NEVER seen anyone like him as far as getting his hands dirty. He's out stumping, giving speeches and trying to keep the MAGA movement moving.
If we keep a Republican majority in Congress I will have to give credit to Trump because instead of sitting in the White House wringing his hands live every previous president in my lifetime he got out and rallied the troops.
Did Bush get out and stump? Did Obama? Did Bill Clinton?
Not really and if any of them did it was no where near with the energy Trump has displayed. When he wants something he GOES for it!
Like him or not, he's got energy and I respect him for that.
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I have NEVER seen a president out and stumping like Donald Trump. The man is everywhere. Last night I watched him on TV at a rally in West Virginia stumping for the Republican candidates there.
Of course he is fighting like hell to keep his Republican majority in Congress.
Say what you may about the man but I have NEVER seen anyone like him as far as getting his hands dirty. He's out stumping, giving speeches and trying to keep the MAGA movement moving.
If we keep a Republican majority in Congress I will have to give credit to Trump because instead of sitting in the White House wringing his hands live every previous president in my lifetime he got out and rallied the troops.
Did Bush get out and stump? Did Obama? Did Bill Clinton?
Not really and if any of them did it was no where near with the energy Trump has displayed. When he wants something he GOES for it!
Like him or not, he's got energy and I respect him for that.
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Tuesday, August 21, 2018
Forcing an issue. Kara Hultgreen and others
One of these days I hope to see a news article along different lines. A sample of which I will now write.
For the first time since the Vietnam war we have a new ace. Commander Emily Lotus, 63, of Fleabag, Texas became an ace in seven harrowing minutes as she managed to shoot down six Slobovian fighter aircraft in an airborne free-for-all. Her wingman, Lieutenatnt (JG)Jose Sanchez, 27, of Yuma, AZ shot down an additional four.
The flying brawl started when a Slobovian fighter opened fire on the pair. Lotus, call sign 'Granny' immediately returned fire splashing two fighters. Her wingman, Sanchez, call sign 'Sombrero' followed suit and knocked out another Slobovian.
Both fliers then fired additional missiles and each pilot shot down another pair of fighters.
Conserving their remaining missiles, both pilots switched to what was referred to by a Navy spokesman as 'Old School gunfire'. The spokesman described the fight as being 'a flying melee where each pilot 'reverted to WW1 dogfight tactics' and each brought down an additional fighter until the rest of the Slobovians broke off the fight and headed home being chased for a distance by the pair who promptly strafed the enemy runway and returned to their carrier. The name of the carrier is being withheld for security reasons.
At a hasty news conference, President Yankovic seemed nonpllussed. He commented, "Big deal. Fifteen Slobovians tried to shoot down a pair of our guys and lost. They got shot down by somebody's grandmother and some wet behind the ears kid. That's what we pay our service men and women to do."
Please note that there was no bullshit commentary about this being a great victory for women, the elderly, Hispanics, etc. It was simply a victory for the United States.
Later on in the week you run into Bob, a retired Annapolis grad that recently retired from the Navy as a captain you know he still has an in with the Navy and you ask him for details.
You find out that Emily Lotus is a black woman, a grandmother of four that is being allowed to continue flight duties for as long as she can continue to pass the flight physicals because of a shortage of pilots. Sanchez is a gay mustang officer that came up through the 'Blue to Gold' program and qualified for aviator training. He's married to an Asian man. His father was a legal immigrant and a lettuce picker. Sanchez came up the hard way. Proud of his heritage, he got his callsign because he wears a huge sombrero he bought on liberty to the pilot's briefings. Both are respected, capable pilots.
Please note that this is simply a case of letting anyone who truly qualifies do the job. In each of these cases both fictitious characters managed to meet all the requirements and excel with no political meddling.
Now lets take a brief look at the results of political meddling. The case of Kara Hultgreen comes to mind.
Kara Hultgreen was probably an adequate land based Naval Aviator that was striving to become a carrier pilot. Truth is she likely needed additional training. She was carrier combat qualified but there seems to be some murkiness about this.
It appears that pressure was brought to bear was brought onto the Navy from various politicians to get a woman carrier qualified and it wound up not only giving the Navy a black eye but costing Kara Hultgreen her life.
Nobody had the balls to speak out and say that Kara might have needed additional training. For a while I blamed this on the Navy until I remembered the real chain of command. It's the politicians that have no business in the day to day operations of our services.
Yet they meddle with them constantly, pushing a favorite son here and there. (This isn't just a liberal thing. Both parties are guilty of this) I personally know of an officer that was promoted for political reasons and I consider him to be a real dud. He probably should have left the service as an O-3 but was promoted rapidly to O-6. Thank God someone up the chain assigned him to a duty where he could do little damage.
Back to Kara. Why wasn't she either retrained, assigned to shore duty or even washed out? Simple. Some politician or politicians likely wanted to prove a point for political gain. Kara was simply one of several pawns and getting her carrier combat qualified was what the politicians wanted to see happen to appease woman's groups.
Anyone with an understanding of the military knows that there are both direct orders and tacit orders. Likely nobody outright said, "Kara Hultgreen passes no matter what." What damned well been might have been said is "If you fail Kara you better have a damned good reason."
Even the greenest ensign fresh out of school knows what THAT means. There are tangibles and intangibles in a fighter pilot's skill and it means damned good and well that unless there is tangible evidence like failed written exams or a busted up airplane they are probably going to have to pass someone. The candidate could go bust on intangibles like leadership and ability to get along but is likely to be rubber stamped. passed on and sent to duty. This is plain wrong.
Almost all combat types base their peers strictly on abilities when they are in combat. Their lives depend on this. It's a pretty good guess that a pilot doesn't care if his wingman is as a woman or is as queer as a $3 bill if he/she is a solid pilot. It doesn't matter.
I suppose a good enough reason would be something like she showed up drunk on the flight line or something. Maybe she could have been washed out for having a number of near misses or a couple of accidents or even flunked a written examination but the Navy was pretty much forced to do what they could to make damned good and sure Kara passed so she could become a political darling that politicians (mostly liberal) could show off to woman's groups. She and her instructors and for that matter the Navy were possibly nothing more than political pawns.
Couple that with an Air Force/Navy competition to get women combat qualified and God only knows what probably got swept under the rug.
Chuck Yeager almost had his career destroyed when he washed a political appointee out. Bobby Kennedy wanted a black man in space and had a black pilot assigned to be trained. Yeager washed him out because he didn't have the skill required and played hell defending his actions until he brought the candidates grades up. I would imaging had he not been the man that broke the sound barrier he would have simply been passed up for promotion and quietly forced to resign.
Incidentally in the Air Force/Navy competition to be the first service to fly a supersonic airplane that took of from the ground Yeager and flight engineer Jack Ridley were handed the Bell X-1 to try and beat the Navy. The X-1 had been dropped from a B-29.
Ridley carefully calculated the X-1's landing gear strength and a few other things and fueled it with enough fuel to take off, poke a hole in the sky and land. It was a risky venture over a meaningless inter service rivalry. The Air Force won. Big deal.
I wonder what kind of scurrying to run and hide would have taken place had Yeager crashed and burned.
I've read some of the report and have a vague understanding of the physics involved in Kara's crash and as a person with some limited flight training I readily admit that my instincts would have me do the same thing Kara did. When one engine stalled, she poured the coal onto the other which coupled with her control surface settings caused the plane to flip.
I suppose if I had to I could take a Super Cup off of a carrier and probably land it on a carrier in fairly calm seas without tearing it up too badly. A super Cub is a dead simple machine.
On the other hand, a Tomcat is one hell of a complex airplane and the physics of it require extensive training. They are not easy to fly and are very, very unforgiving unlike the Super Cub which was a basic private pilot trainer for decades. Things happen very, very fast in a Tomcat. While the stall speed of the Super Cub is about 45 MPH the carrier approach speed is about 125. Anything much slower and the airplane simply stops flying.
With a carrier speed of about 30 knots going into a 15 knot wind you can practically land the Super cub vertically. The Tomcat still has to approach the carrier 80 mph faster than it is going under these ideal circumstances. Of course ideal circumstances are few and far between.
Of course, when Kara was killed the pols all ran for cover and blamed the Navy. I don't hold the Navy responsible as much as I hold the politicians responsible. Possible as far up as the Oval Office.
The Wikipedia article says there was controversy over her death and it is reasonable to assume that time has changed the initial reports and softened things. While there may or may not have been an outright cover-up, I do believe that not all the details have been freely released.
The services are no place for political meddling whatsoever. The military has no room for social experiments. It should be the most strict out and out meritocracy in government. All programs should be open equally to everyone that wants to apply and those that meet the requirements should be eligible regardless of race, sex, color, age, whatever. I suppose that age might be a legitimate dis qualifier because of the return on investment factor, though. If a fifty year old manages to pass through SEAL school the Navy isn't going to get a whole lot of use out of him before he reaches retirement or falls apart because of old age.
If you can qualify you should be eligible with DAMNED few common sense exceptions.
I look forward to the day when we can see a news article like the fictitious one I wrote that has no political bent to it. Nothing about great victories for women, gays, immigrants, whatever, just a great victory for all of us.
We are ALL Americans and should share our victories and losses equally. Someone's grandmother shooting down a half dozen enemy airplanes isn't a victory for old people, blacks or women. It's a victory for all of us.
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For the first time since the Vietnam war we have a new ace. Commander Emily Lotus, 63, of Fleabag, Texas became an ace in seven harrowing minutes as she managed to shoot down six Slobovian fighter aircraft in an airborne free-for-all. Her wingman, Lieutenatnt (JG)Jose Sanchez, 27, of Yuma, AZ shot down an additional four.
The flying brawl started when a Slobovian fighter opened fire on the pair. Lotus, call sign 'Granny' immediately returned fire splashing two fighters. Her wingman, Sanchez, call sign 'Sombrero' followed suit and knocked out another Slobovian.
Both fliers then fired additional missiles and each pilot shot down another pair of fighters.
Conserving their remaining missiles, both pilots switched to what was referred to by a Navy spokesman as 'Old School gunfire'. The spokesman described the fight as being 'a flying melee where each pilot 'reverted to WW1 dogfight tactics' and each brought down an additional fighter until the rest of the Slobovians broke off the fight and headed home being chased for a distance by the pair who promptly strafed the enemy runway and returned to their carrier. The name of the carrier is being withheld for security reasons.
At a hasty news conference, President Yankovic seemed nonpllussed. He commented, "Big deal. Fifteen Slobovians tried to shoot down a pair of our guys and lost. They got shot down by somebody's grandmother and some wet behind the ears kid. That's what we pay our service men and women to do."
Please note that there was no bullshit commentary about this being a great victory for women, the elderly, Hispanics, etc. It was simply a victory for the United States.
Later on in the week you run into Bob, a retired Annapolis grad that recently retired from the Navy as a captain you know he still has an in with the Navy and you ask him for details.
You find out that Emily Lotus is a black woman, a grandmother of four that is being allowed to continue flight duties for as long as she can continue to pass the flight physicals because of a shortage of pilots. Sanchez is a gay mustang officer that came up through the 'Blue to Gold' program and qualified for aviator training. He's married to an Asian man. His father was a legal immigrant and a lettuce picker. Sanchez came up the hard way. Proud of his heritage, he got his callsign because he wears a huge sombrero he bought on liberty to the pilot's briefings. Both are respected, capable pilots.
Please note that this is simply a case of letting anyone who truly qualifies do the job. In each of these cases both fictitious characters managed to meet all the requirements and excel with no political meddling.
Now lets take a brief look at the results of political meddling. The case of Kara Hultgreen comes to mind.
Kara Hultgreen was probably an adequate land based Naval Aviator that was striving to become a carrier pilot. Truth is she likely needed additional training. She was carrier combat qualified but there seems to be some murkiness about this.
It appears that pressure was brought to bear was brought onto the Navy from various politicians to get a woman carrier qualified and it wound up not only giving the Navy a black eye but costing Kara Hultgreen her life.
Nobody had the balls to speak out and say that Kara might have needed additional training. For a while I blamed this on the Navy until I remembered the real chain of command. It's the politicians that have no business in the day to day operations of our services.
Yet they meddle with them constantly, pushing a favorite son here and there. (This isn't just a liberal thing. Both parties are guilty of this) I personally know of an officer that was promoted for political reasons and I consider him to be a real dud. He probably should have left the service as an O-3 but was promoted rapidly to O-6. Thank God someone up the chain assigned him to a duty where he could do little damage.
Back to Kara. Why wasn't she either retrained, assigned to shore duty or even washed out? Simple. Some politician or politicians likely wanted to prove a point for political gain. Kara was simply one of several pawns and getting her carrier combat qualified was what the politicians wanted to see happen to appease woman's groups.
Anyone with an understanding of the military knows that there are both direct orders and tacit orders. Likely nobody outright said, "Kara Hultgreen passes no matter what." What damned well been might have been said is "If you fail Kara you better have a damned good reason."
Even the greenest ensign fresh out of school knows what THAT means. There are tangibles and intangibles in a fighter pilot's skill and it means damned good and well that unless there is tangible evidence like failed written exams or a busted up airplane they are probably going to have to pass someone. The candidate could go bust on intangibles like leadership and ability to get along but is likely to be rubber stamped. passed on and sent to duty. This is plain wrong.
Almost all combat types base their peers strictly on abilities when they are in combat. Their lives depend on this. It's a pretty good guess that a pilot doesn't care if his wingman is as a woman or is as queer as a $3 bill if he/she is a solid pilot. It doesn't matter.
I suppose a good enough reason would be something like she showed up drunk on the flight line or something. Maybe she could have been washed out for having a number of near misses or a couple of accidents or even flunked a written examination but the Navy was pretty much forced to do what they could to make damned good and sure Kara passed so she could become a political darling that politicians (mostly liberal) could show off to woman's groups. She and her instructors and for that matter the Navy were possibly nothing more than political pawns.
Couple that with an Air Force/Navy competition to get women combat qualified and God only knows what probably got swept under the rug.
Chuck Yeager almost had his career destroyed when he washed a political appointee out. Bobby Kennedy wanted a black man in space and had a black pilot assigned to be trained. Yeager washed him out because he didn't have the skill required and played hell defending his actions until he brought the candidates grades up. I would imaging had he not been the man that broke the sound barrier he would have simply been passed up for promotion and quietly forced to resign.
Incidentally in the Air Force/Navy competition to be the first service to fly a supersonic airplane that took of from the ground Yeager and flight engineer Jack Ridley were handed the Bell X-1 to try and beat the Navy. The X-1 had been dropped from a B-29.
Ridley carefully calculated the X-1's landing gear strength and a few other things and fueled it with enough fuel to take off, poke a hole in the sky and land. It was a risky venture over a meaningless inter service rivalry. The Air Force won. Big deal.
I wonder what kind of scurrying to run and hide would have taken place had Yeager crashed and burned.
I've read some of the report and have a vague understanding of the physics involved in Kara's crash and as a person with some limited flight training I readily admit that my instincts would have me do the same thing Kara did. When one engine stalled, she poured the coal onto the other which coupled with her control surface settings caused the plane to flip.
I suppose if I had to I could take a Super Cup off of a carrier and probably land it on a carrier in fairly calm seas without tearing it up too badly. A super Cub is a dead simple machine.
On the other hand, a Tomcat is one hell of a complex airplane and the physics of it require extensive training. They are not easy to fly and are very, very unforgiving unlike the Super Cub which was a basic private pilot trainer for decades. Things happen very, very fast in a Tomcat. While the stall speed of the Super Cub is about 45 MPH the carrier approach speed is about 125. Anything much slower and the airplane simply stops flying.
With a carrier speed of about 30 knots going into a 15 knot wind you can practically land the Super cub vertically. The Tomcat still has to approach the carrier 80 mph faster than it is going under these ideal circumstances. Of course ideal circumstances are few and far between.
Of course, when Kara was killed the pols all ran for cover and blamed the Navy. I don't hold the Navy responsible as much as I hold the politicians responsible. Possible as far up as the Oval Office.
The Wikipedia article says there was controversy over her death and it is reasonable to assume that time has changed the initial reports and softened things. While there may or may not have been an outright cover-up, I do believe that not all the details have been freely released.
The services are no place for political meddling whatsoever. The military has no room for social experiments. It should be the most strict out and out meritocracy in government. All programs should be open equally to everyone that wants to apply and those that meet the requirements should be eligible regardless of race, sex, color, age, whatever. I suppose that age might be a legitimate dis qualifier because of the return on investment factor, though. If a fifty year old manages to pass through SEAL school the Navy isn't going to get a whole lot of use out of him before he reaches retirement or falls apart because of old age.
If you can qualify you should be eligible with DAMNED few common sense exceptions.
I look forward to the day when we can see a news article like the fictitious one I wrote that has no political bent to it. Nothing about great victories for women, gays, immigrants, whatever, just a great victory for all of us.
We are ALL Americans and should share our victories and losses equally. Someone's grandmother shooting down a half dozen enemy airplanes isn't a victory for old people, blacks or women. It's a victory for all of us.
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Monday, August 20, 2018
Almost stepped on about a four foot long blacksnake this morning.
Glad to have him here because he cuts down on the mice and other vermin.
I kinda wish he'd move into the garage as winter is coming and so are the mice I have to chase out every winter.
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I kinda wish he'd move into the garage as winter is coming and so are the mice I have to chase out every winter.
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Sunday, August 19, 2018
Off to shoot a service rifle match
with a single shot rifle.
This ought to be a hoot trying to get off 10 well aimed rounds in a minute.
This is the kind of lost cause I live for.
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This ought to be a hoot trying to get off 10 well aimed rounds in a minute.
This is the kind of lost cause I live for.
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Saturday, August 18, 2018
Spam and eggs.
is a pretty good breakfast every so often.
It reminds one of how good bacon really is.
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Friday, August 17, 2018
Oh, why not. Another Jewish conspiracy
Hebrew National are arguably the best hot dogs out there. I love 'em but they only come in packages of seven instead of eight.
Now most other dogs come 8 to a package as do rolls.
The biggest Jewish conspiracy I have been told about was the sinking of Titanic. Supposedly it was plotted by a Rosenberg, financed by a Goldberg and sunk by an Iceberg.
Still, I think there may or may not be a Jewish conspiracy involving the Hebrew National people and the bun makers.
With most other hot dogs you need a package of 8 buns and a package of 8 hot dogs to make things even out.
With Hebrew National you need eight packages of hot dogs to seven packages of buns to make things even out.
Are the Hebrew National people in conspiracy with the bun people to make people buy more hot dogs and buns to make things even steven?
Who knows and I really don't care. I'll keep buying Hebrew Nationals and make a tuna salad sandwich with the leftover bun.
I suppose it means the great Hebrew National conspiracy is a failure but that's OK if they keep making good hot dogs.
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Now most other dogs come 8 to a package as do rolls.
The biggest Jewish conspiracy I have been told about was the sinking of Titanic. Supposedly it was plotted by a Rosenberg, financed by a Goldberg and sunk by an Iceberg.
Still, I think there may or may not be a Jewish conspiracy involving the Hebrew National people and the bun makers.
With most other hot dogs you need a package of 8 buns and a package of 8 hot dogs to make things even out.
With Hebrew National you need eight packages of hot dogs to seven packages of buns to make things even out.
Are the Hebrew National people in conspiracy with the bun people to make people buy more hot dogs and buns to make things even steven?
Who knows and I really don't care. I'll keep buying Hebrew Nationals and make a tuna salad sandwich with the leftover bun.
I suppose it means the great Hebrew National conspiracy is a failure but that's OK if they keep making good hot dogs.
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Thursday, August 16, 2018
I just read where about 300 priests are being listed as pedophiles.
I'm not going to get into the pedophilia part here. It's disgusting enough but I can understand part of it. I can't understand the pedophilia part but I can sure understand why pedophiles would gravitate towards the priesthood, scout leadership, youth groups and so on.
All you have to do is remember why Willie Sutton robbed banks.
Willie Sutton robbed banks because that's where the money is. The parishes and youth groups of all sorts are where the children are.
Scouts and other youth groups have had this problem for years and they solved it simply by making it clear that any shenanigans would be reported MOST riki-tik and they'd throw the book at anyone caught. There's also probably a pretty good reason the Cub Scouts have den MOTHERS.
I guess the church is a different story. I'm sure this kind of thing has been going on for decades if not centuries. The priesthood is a natural place for a pedophile to hide. On top of that the priesthood used to enjoy the trust of practically everyone, Catholic or not.
The part that bothers me worse than the crime is the cover up.
Penn State had a pedophilia incident with Jerry Sanduski as the pedophile and the great guy, 'Papa Joe' Paterno was covering for that sick bastard. Papa Joe at least had the decency to die when this all came out. He was not a great guy. Great guys do not cover for pedophiles. They expose them. Joe Paterno was no better than Jerry Sanduski.
The Church has been covering for these people for years for no good reason. First they are trying to uphold the integrity of the priesthood and for the past several decades they have been hiding thing to avoid lawsuits. It's been a cowardly approach that has done neither.
Exposing Father Tom and turning him over to the criminal justice system IS going to cause lawsuits and IS going to damage the integrity of the priesthood. Get over it.
An isolated incident is recoverable from and the resulting lawsuits will be expensive but won't really break the bank. That can be recovered from.
People are generally pretty good about things if they are kept on the up and up. While they will want to see Father Tom strung up, they will realize it's an isolated incident and the higher ups in the Church are not tolerating it. Father Tom diddled a kid and now he's off to the slam for the next two decades. Tough.
This also sends out a message to those that would consider committing similar crimes. Get caught and it's off to the joint for a nice, long rest at the Cross Bar Hotel. Most of those that considered something like molesting a kid will think twice.
While it didn't prevent the incident the very fact that the higher-ups sent the bum to jail where he belongs does a lot of good to smooth over things and retain the integrity of the priesthood. It also does a pretty good job of minimizing lawsuits. A lot of people will not bother to sue if they see that justice was served.
On the other hand, there is nothing worse than a cover-up. The cover-up is generally regarded as being worse than the original crime. It is looked at as the higher-ups condoning and accepting the original crime. The system in effect is saying it is no big thing to let someone molest kids. A cover-up not only exonerates the criminal, it condemns the entire system.
A cover-up brings on a condemnation of the entire priesthood and the Church itself. As I sit here I have seen a couple of posts on another board made by Catholics that are looking for another place to worship. I can't say as I blame them. They look at the entire system and it appears rotten to the core.
How far up the chain it goes I can't say with 100% certainty but if I ventured a guess it probably goes straight to the top. I daresay the Pope is at least aware. The fact that he hasn't publicly come out and condemned these perverts speaks volumes.
If I were to venture a guess I would say that the Pope has kept quiet about this because he has taken the advice of a few cardinals that have been so insulated from the public that they are outright stupid. It's a case of follow the money. They want the Pope to quietly let this slide so as to avoid expensive lawsuits.
Of course, when something like this finally does surface the number of lawsuits will go through the roof. People demand justice. If the criminal system doesn't provide it people will do something else. If the Church covers for these perverts and the criminal justice system doesn't get to work then it's lawsuit time.
Jurors have kids, too and they are just as outraged as anyone else. A jury is probably going to be pretty generous in awarding the Catholic Church's money to the outraged family of a molested child. They will likely pick a number and start adding zeroes until they either run out of paper or get writer's cramp. It's going to really be costly and could possibly bankrupt the Church.
People are going to look at the Church the same way they look at Joe Paterno. They are going to be angry because it has enabled and covered for child molesters which is looked at as a crime worse than murder. A molester has harmed our children. While most people can at least understand the motives for murder, they go completely insane over crimes against children.
I don't think too many people are upset over the fact that the priesthood has a history of drawing perverts. Like my earlier analogy to Willie Sutton, the Church is where the children are.
What makes people go totally rabid is that it looks like the Church has given these people a place to hide.
The Church has brought this on themselves and this is yet another case of you can't fix stupid
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All you have to do is remember why Willie Sutton robbed banks.
Willie Sutton robbed banks because that's where the money is. The parishes and youth groups of all sorts are where the children are.
Scouts and other youth groups have had this problem for years and they solved it simply by making it clear that any shenanigans would be reported MOST riki-tik and they'd throw the book at anyone caught. There's also probably a pretty good reason the Cub Scouts have den MOTHERS.
I guess the church is a different story. I'm sure this kind of thing has been going on for decades if not centuries. The priesthood is a natural place for a pedophile to hide. On top of that the priesthood used to enjoy the trust of practically everyone, Catholic or not.
The part that bothers me worse than the crime is the cover up.
Penn State had a pedophilia incident with Jerry Sanduski as the pedophile and the great guy, 'Papa Joe' Paterno was covering for that sick bastard. Papa Joe at least had the decency to die when this all came out. He was not a great guy. Great guys do not cover for pedophiles. They expose them. Joe Paterno was no better than Jerry Sanduski.
The Church has been covering for these people for years for no good reason. First they are trying to uphold the integrity of the priesthood and for the past several decades they have been hiding thing to avoid lawsuits. It's been a cowardly approach that has done neither.
Exposing Father Tom and turning him over to the criminal justice system IS going to cause lawsuits and IS going to damage the integrity of the priesthood. Get over it.
An isolated incident is recoverable from and the resulting lawsuits will be expensive but won't really break the bank. That can be recovered from.
People are generally pretty good about things if they are kept on the up and up. While they will want to see Father Tom strung up, they will realize it's an isolated incident and the higher ups in the Church are not tolerating it. Father Tom diddled a kid and now he's off to the slam for the next two decades. Tough.
This also sends out a message to those that would consider committing similar crimes. Get caught and it's off to the joint for a nice, long rest at the Cross Bar Hotel. Most of those that considered something like molesting a kid will think twice.
While it didn't prevent the incident the very fact that the higher-ups sent the bum to jail where he belongs does a lot of good to smooth over things and retain the integrity of the priesthood. It also does a pretty good job of minimizing lawsuits. A lot of people will not bother to sue if they see that justice was served.
On the other hand, there is nothing worse than a cover-up. The cover-up is generally regarded as being worse than the original crime. It is looked at as the higher-ups condoning and accepting the original crime. The system in effect is saying it is no big thing to let someone molest kids. A cover-up not only exonerates the criminal, it condemns the entire system.
A cover-up brings on a condemnation of the entire priesthood and the Church itself. As I sit here I have seen a couple of posts on another board made by Catholics that are looking for another place to worship. I can't say as I blame them. They look at the entire system and it appears rotten to the core.
How far up the chain it goes I can't say with 100% certainty but if I ventured a guess it probably goes straight to the top. I daresay the Pope is at least aware. The fact that he hasn't publicly come out and condemned these perverts speaks volumes.
If I were to venture a guess I would say that the Pope has kept quiet about this because he has taken the advice of a few cardinals that have been so insulated from the public that they are outright stupid. It's a case of follow the money. They want the Pope to quietly let this slide so as to avoid expensive lawsuits.
Of course, when something like this finally does surface the number of lawsuits will go through the roof. People demand justice. If the criminal system doesn't provide it people will do something else. If the Church covers for these perverts and the criminal justice system doesn't get to work then it's lawsuit time.
Jurors have kids, too and they are just as outraged as anyone else. A jury is probably going to be pretty generous in awarding the Catholic Church's money to the outraged family of a molested child. They will likely pick a number and start adding zeroes until they either run out of paper or get writer's cramp. It's going to really be costly and could possibly bankrupt the Church.
People are going to look at the Church the same way they look at Joe Paterno. They are going to be angry because it has enabled and covered for child molesters which is looked at as a crime worse than murder. A molester has harmed our children. While most people can at least understand the motives for murder, they go completely insane over crimes against children.
I don't think too many people are upset over the fact that the priesthood has a history of drawing perverts. Like my earlier analogy to Willie Sutton, the Church is where the children are.
What makes people go totally rabid is that it looks like the Church has given these people a place to hide.
The Church has brought this on themselves and this is yet another case of you can't fix stupid
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Wednesday, August 15, 2018
One of the most gracious things I have ever heard about
was the young man that took a family friend to his prom.
He had come home from school one day. His mother was sitting there with a friend drinking coffee and his mother asked him what he was going to do for the prom. He told her he was planning on not attending.
His mom's friend told him he'd be disappointed later on in life if he didn't go and admitted that she had missed her proms and had felt bad about it for years.
The young man actually had a logical reason for not wanting to attend. He figured why waste the time and money going to the prom with someone he wasn't likely to have anything to do with after graduation. I felt the same way back in the day.
Later that evening he was talking to his mother who told her that the family friend had been bothered by not going to her prom.
So the son went over to the friend's house and talked her into going to the prom with him.
Now apparently this young man shares my mischievous sense of humor. He told nobody who he was taking to the prom.
When he showed up with a woman twenty odd years his senior he simply referred to her as 'my date' or 'my girl' and left it at that. She picked up on it and referred to him as 'my sweetie'.
In short they both kept his entire class guessing and the pair of them had a great time.
He never did let the cat out of the bag and the only reason I know about this is because his mother told me about it about twenty years after the fact.
The woman finally got to her prom and I'd bet it's a lot more memorable than if she had gone as a teenager.
The young man's reasoning for not wanting to go in the first place was he didn't want to waste time and money on someone he'd forget about in six months which makes sense.
This way he had a prom memory that would last a lifetime and also fulfilled someone else's dream.
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He had come home from school one day. His mother was sitting there with a friend drinking coffee and his mother asked him what he was going to do for the prom. He told her he was planning on not attending.
His mom's friend told him he'd be disappointed later on in life if he didn't go and admitted that she had missed her proms and had felt bad about it for years.
The young man actually had a logical reason for not wanting to attend. He figured why waste the time and money going to the prom with someone he wasn't likely to have anything to do with after graduation. I felt the same way back in the day.
Later that evening he was talking to his mother who told her that the family friend had been bothered by not going to her prom.
So the son went over to the friend's house and talked her into going to the prom with him.
Now apparently this young man shares my mischievous sense of humor. He told nobody who he was taking to the prom.
When he showed up with a woman twenty odd years his senior he simply referred to her as 'my date' or 'my girl' and left it at that. She picked up on it and referred to him as 'my sweetie'.
In short they both kept his entire class guessing and the pair of them had a great time.
He never did let the cat out of the bag and the only reason I know about this is because his mother told me about it about twenty years after the fact.
The woman finally got to her prom and I'd bet it's a lot more memorable than if she had gone as a teenager.
The young man's reasoning for not wanting to go in the first place was he didn't want to waste time and money on someone he'd forget about in six months which makes sense.
This way he had a prom memory that would last a lifetime and also fulfilled someone else's dream.
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Tuesday, August 14, 2018
Further adventures in retail stupidity.
I was checking out.
"Phone number, please."
"I don't have one."
"Why don't you have a phone?" she asked.
Nosiness. She was being nosy so immediately I knew God had put here here for my entertainment.
"It was taken away from me," I replied.
"Why? What did you do? she asked.
"For making obscene phone calls to attractive, melon firm young women," I replied.
"Oh, my God! What did those poor women do!?" she said, shocked.
"They invited me over to do what all of the sick, disgusting, twisted, depraved things I said I wanted to do," I replied. "A couple of them lived in an out of the way place I was unable to find so they reported me for being all show and no go so they took my telephone away!"
I heard a voice behind me. "You can call me anytime." I turned and saw it came from a sweet looking little old lady when I looked at her she laughed like hell.
The clerk turned beet red and mumbled something about using the store's phone number, took my money and I left. The old woman was still smiling.
Not bad for off the top of my head.
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"Phone number, please."
"I don't have one."
"Why don't you have a phone?" she asked.
Nosiness. She was being nosy so immediately I knew God had put here here for my entertainment.
"It was taken away from me," I replied.
"Why? What did you do? she asked.
"For making obscene phone calls to attractive, melon firm young women," I replied.
"Oh, my God! What did those poor women do!?" she said, shocked.
"They invited me over to do what all of the sick, disgusting, twisted, depraved things I said I wanted to do," I replied. "A couple of them lived in an out of the way place I was unable to find so they reported me for being all show and no go so they took my telephone away!"
I heard a voice behind me. "You can call me anytime." I turned and saw it came from a sweet looking little old lady when I looked at her she laughed like hell.
The clerk turned beet red and mumbled something about using the store's phone number, took my money and I left. The old woman was still smiling.
Not bad for off the top of my head.
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Monday, August 13, 2018
I do beieve today will be a day of mini projects.
Organize the key rack and toss out the unknown or useless keys.
Pick up the odds and ends on the work bench.
Clean out a cold air return.
I think I'll just tackle the dopey little things that just get put off for years or even decades
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Pick up the odds and ends on the work bench.
Clean out a cold air return.
I think I'll just tackle the dopey little things that just get put off for years or even decades
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Sunday, August 12, 2018
The Dog Days of August are upon us.
which is something that happens every year.
I just finished reading a book about the capture of the U-boat U-505 which was captured on the high seas in 1944 by the US Navy.
It was pretty interesting to see how the tide turned on the German U-boat fleet and it really didn't take long. By late '44 the U-boats were no real menace anymore.
Interesting read.
Lately I have been getting my reading from my Kindle for about a buck a book which is a pretty good deal. I can't drive to the library and back for under a buck.
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I just finished reading a book about the capture of the U-boat U-505 which was captured on the high seas in 1944 by the US Navy.
It was pretty interesting to see how the tide turned on the German U-boat fleet and it really didn't take long. By late '44 the U-boats were no real menace anymore.
Interesting read.
Lately I have been getting my reading from my Kindle for about a buck a book which is a pretty good deal. I can't drive to the library and back for under a buck.
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Saturday, August 11, 2018
How not to catch hell for leaving the toilet seat up.
It's really quite simple.
Keep a spray bottle handy and hidden somewhere. A water pistol will work just fine and when you get up to pee in the middle of the night lift the seat, pee and lower the seat. Then take the bottle and soak the toilet seat liberally.
After she sits on a wet seat a few times you won't have to worry about it anymore. She'll start leaving the seat up.
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Keep a spray bottle handy and hidden somewhere. A water pistol will work just fine and when you get up to pee in the middle of the night lift the seat, pee and lower the seat. Then take the bottle and soak the toilet seat liberally.
After she sits on a wet seat a few times you won't have to worry about it anymore. She'll start leaving the seat up.
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Friday, August 10, 2018
One of the things I have learned is when to use the telephone
and when to hop into the pickup and do business face to face.
If I really want to get something done I will hop into the pickup, drive down somewhere and do my business in person.
There is a damned good reason for that. It makes it a lot harder for a person to lie to you when you are face to face than lie to you over the phone.
You are far more likely to get things done face to face.
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If I really want to get something done I will hop into the pickup, drive down somewhere and do my business in person.
There is a damned good reason for that. It makes it a lot harder for a person to lie to you when you are face to face than lie to you over the phone.
You are far more likely to get things done face to face.
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Thursday, August 9, 2018
Policies and useless paperwork create their own problems.
Back when I was in the service I was an armorer for a while. I ran a small arms locker and was responsible for the small arms of an artillery battery.
If anyone went to a range to shoot anything I was there and as a result got to shoot up the excess ammunition. There was sometimes a lot of it and I wore out a few machine gun barrels in the process. I also shot out the bore of my own issued rifle a time or two.
I also threw enough leftover hand grenades to make my arm pretty sore for a few days. That's a lot of hand grenades.
This is because the paperwork to turn in unused ammunition was a real nuisance. It was a whole lot easier to shoot it up. I was also quietly offered a can of it for personal use. I knew better than that. I didn't touch that offer with a ten foot pole. Besides I didn't have a rifle that could us the ammunition. I simply shot it up at the range and we turned in the brass.
This is no real military secret.
Sometimes someone would just ditch a some of the leftovers somewhere. Burying a few cans of ammo somewhere is not unheard of. The people that do this are rarely caught. In fact the only time I ever saw anyone get caught was the time one lieutenant ratted out another (a captain designee, no less)out of jealousy. The squealer had been passed over for promotion and his classmate had been promoted. Actually if I recall correctly the actual crime had something to do with faking paperwork.
Admittedly they are very hard on people where ammunition is involved. The lieutenant and two sergeants were booted out of the service.
Still, It's whole lot easier to ditch stuff than turn it in and when that happens people simply ditch stuff.
Military bases have had this problem for at least a century.
I remember listening to an old timer that was a B-17 waist gunner telling me about chucking ammunition out over the desert gunnery range. "Crates, cans and bandoleers" he said, with a chuckle.
At least back in the day the practice was pretty much limited to basic small arms ammunition and not explosives like grenades which could cause huge problems down the road. I'd venture it's the same way now.
I would imaging that virtually every military firing range probably has something buried in or around it somewhere.
Over the years I've heard a couple of stories about Camp Perry prior to 1969. Prior to 1969 the National Matches were run by the army and they supplied just about everything. They supplied housing, bedding, ran a mess hall, and even supplied rifles and ammunition.
One guy told me about helping a couple of sergeants bury a small quantity of .45 pistol ammunition and another guy claimed to help bury an unknown quantity of .30 Match ammunition down in the butts somewhere. Both these men were WW2 vets and are now dead and gone.
At Perry I'm sure the practice stopped when people started having to supply their own ammunition simply because it was their personal property and they simply took unfired ammunition home with them.
Today the army only supplies small amounts of ammunition for one or two matches if I am not mistaken. It's generally civilian made match ammunition and very hard to get so they probably are careful with it and account for it carefully. My guess (guess) is they take the leftovers back for use with the marksmanship unit.
I have heard two stories of guys actually digging some of this up. Both got small quantities of .30 Cal Match ammunition and because most of the cans had not rusted through completely most of the ammunition was perfectly shootable.
One of the guys said that he took all of the cans, rusted or not because he didn't want to leave any evidence behind. He said he ditched the unshootable ammo by burying it in his back yard somewhere. In a way he actually did the government a service by doing this because eventually the government is/was going to have to deal with this one way or the other. What he carted off reduced the eventual problem, at least a little bit.
Still, the fact remains that all of this happens simply because the process of turning it in makes ditching the stuff somewhere a pretty attractive option.
This kind of thing isn't just a military or an ammunition problem. It occurs in a lot of other places, both in government and in the civilian sector. There are any number of things that happen that parallel this headache.
If someone gets the wrong part in a business it's often a whole lot easier to toss it out and reorder. If the policy says the part must be turned in and there is little paperwork or ballyhoo it's likely the part will be turned and and returned to its source. If the procedure for returning it involves time and trouble the likelihood of the part getting tossed increases in direct proportion the the amount of hassle it takes to do the right thing.
Most people actually do want to do the right thing and will if it isn't really too inconvenient.
The old saw of 'No Good Deed Goes Unpunished' holds true here.
Of course every time good deeds are punished, the good deed doers stop doing good deeds. I am guilty of this. I suppose most of us are.
Not a week goes by when I am not telling someone to "Make it easy for me!"
If more people and organizations would make it easier to do the right thing we'd all be better off and more of us would do the right thing.
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If anyone went to a range to shoot anything I was there and as a result got to shoot up the excess ammunition. There was sometimes a lot of it and I wore out a few machine gun barrels in the process. I also shot out the bore of my own issued rifle a time or two.
I also threw enough leftover hand grenades to make my arm pretty sore for a few days. That's a lot of hand grenades.
This is because the paperwork to turn in unused ammunition was a real nuisance. It was a whole lot easier to shoot it up. I was also quietly offered a can of it for personal use. I knew better than that. I didn't touch that offer with a ten foot pole. Besides I didn't have a rifle that could us the ammunition. I simply shot it up at the range and we turned in the brass.
This is no real military secret.
Sometimes someone would just ditch a some of the leftovers somewhere. Burying a few cans of ammo somewhere is not unheard of. The people that do this are rarely caught. In fact the only time I ever saw anyone get caught was the time one lieutenant ratted out another (a captain designee, no less)out of jealousy. The squealer had been passed over for promotion and his classmate had been promoted. Actually if I recall correctly the actual crime had something to do with faking paperwork.
Admittedly they are very hard on people where ammunition is involved. The lieutenant and two sergeants were booted out of the service.
Still, It's whole lot easier to ditch stuff than turn it in and when that happens people simply ditch stuff.
Military bases have had this problem for at least a century.
I remember listening to an old timer that was a B-17 waist gunner telling me about chucking ammunition out over the desert gunnery range. "Crates, cans and bandoleers" he said, with a chuckle.
At least back in the day the practice was pretty much limited to basic small arms ammunition and not explosives like grenades which could cause huge problems down the road. I'd venture it's the same way now.
I would imaging that virtually every military firing range probably has something buried in or around it somewhere.
Over the years I've heard a couple of stories about Camp Perry prior to 1969. Prior to 1969 the National Matches were run by the army and they supplied just about everything. They supplied housing, bedding, ran a mess hall, and even supplied rifles and ammunition.
One guy told me about helping a couple of sergeants bury a small quantity of .45 pistol ammunition and another guy claimed to help bury an unknown quantity of .30 Match ammunition down in the butts somewhere. Both these men were WW2 vets and are now dead and gone.
At Perry I'm sure the practice stopped when people started having to supply their own ammunition simply because it was their personal property and they simply took unfired ammunition home with them.
Today the army only supplies small amounts of ammunition for one or two matches if I am not mistaken. It's generally civilian made match ammunition and very hard to get so they probably are careful with it and account for it carefully. My guess (guess) is they take the leftovers back for use with the marksmanship unit.
I have heard two stories of guys actually digging some of this up. Both got small quantities of .30 Cal Match ammunition and because most of the cans had not rusted through completely most of the ammunition was perfectly shootable.
One of the guys said that he took all of the cans, rusted or not because he didn't want to leave any evidence behind. He said he ditched the unshootable ammo by burying it in his back yard somewhere. In a way he actually did the government a service by doing this because eventually the government is/was going to have to deal with this one way or the other. What he carted off reduced the eventual problem, at least a little bit.
Still, the fact remains that all of this happens simply because the process of turning it in makes ditching the stuff somewhere a pretty attractive option.
This kind of thing isn't just a military or an ammunition problem. It occurs in a lot of other places, both in government and in the civilian sector. There are any number of things that happen that parallel this headache.
If someone gets the wrong part in a business it's often a whole lot easier to toss it out and reorder. If the policy says the part must be turned in and there is little paperwork or ballyhoo it's likely the part will be turned and and returned to its source. If the procedure for returning it involves time and trouble the likelihood of the part getting tossed increases in direct proportion the the amount of hassle it takes to do the right thing.
Most people actually do want to do the right thing and will if it isn't really too inconvenient.
The old saw of 'No Good Deed Goes Unpunished' holds true here.
Of course every time good deeds are punished, the good deed doers stop doing good deeds. I am guilty of this. I suppose most of us are.
Not a week goes by when I am not telling someone to "Make it easy for me!"
If more people and organizations would make it easier to do the right thing we'd all be better off and more of us would do the right thing.
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Tuesday, August 7, 2018
I bet his galls the hell out of teachers.
Earlier I posted this somewhere else
Earlier today I was talking about teachers and the as usual I pointed out that some of the BEST teachers I ever had all had the same first name It was 'Sergeant'.
Earlier today I was talking about teachers and the as usual I pointed out that some of the BEST teachers I ever had all had the same first name It was 'Sergeant'.
Most had never set foot in a college classroom, some had not finished high school and one of the best teachers I ever had was a sharecropper's son that barely finished grammar school.
What brought the subject up was someone told me their kid had a teacher with a lisp of some sort.
One of my NCO teachers had a terrific classic stammer but nobody DARED tease him about it. If you did he would take his stripes off and challenge you to go outside and meet him with no rank showing. Rumor was he had knocked a smartass unconscious with a single punch while earlier. I believe he did.
The true test of a teacher is NOT if he can get you to pass a test and forget about it a week later. The true test is when a person can remember what he taught fifty years later.
Last year one of the younger guys in the neighborhood wanted to learn how to use a compass. I went with him through the basic parts.
For the life off me I had forgotten the memory aid until I recalled Sergeant Clark teach the memory aid.
T-t-t-true
V-v-v-virgins
M-m-m-make
D-d-d-d-dull
Companions.
That one stuck! I do remember he never had a problem with the bigger words.
True
Variation
Magnetic
Deviation
Compass.
It's about converting a compass reading to true or magnetic reading.
Say what you want, but I learned from the BEST.
They could be loud at times, they could be profane at times, they could have a cooling touch to someone that was injured. They would gladly risk their lives and careers for a student if they thought he was worth it and most were.
That being said, I damned well want to know why a guy without even a high school diploma and a bad stutter can take a class of youngsters and turn them into pretty good soldiers in 13 weeks AND how someone with the same educational background can turn those new soldiers into entry level craftsmen able to do their jobs under fire yet the American educational system has 12 years to teach kids to read and graduates kids that can't.
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Monday, August 6, 2018
I see where Governor Cuomo and company have levered the banks and insurance
companies not to do business with the NRA.
There is now a lawsuit against New York which the NRA may very well win. It would mean New York will be on the hook for an awful lot of financial damages which the citizens and taxpayers will be forced to cough up.
Governmental institutions are supposed to stay out of the political fray but have not been for quite some time and it is beginning to show. The FBI running pre election investigations on political candidates, the abuse of the IRS by using them by a standing president to audit opposition are just a few examples of the weaponization of government entities.
It's time that the elected officials be held accountable.
It's not their money that is going to have to be paid out if they lose a frivolous lawsuit. It's OURS. The NY pols will have a lot of 'splainin' to do to the people of NY if the NRA gets a huge settlement. Oh, the irony of it! Governor Cuomo having to cut a huge check to the NRA!
Of course Andrew Cuomo doesn't give a damn if New York loses a humongous lawsuit. Why should he? It's not his money. It's not costing him a dime.
If/when the NRA sues the State of New York the name Andrew Cuomo should be on the list of defendants so if the NRA wins Cuomo has to look forward to moving into a spot under a bridge somewhere after he leaves office.
If politicians could be held personally liable then things would change. They would be a lot less willing to risk taxpayer money.
It would be fun reading a 'from riches to rags' story.
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There is now a lawsuit against New York which the NRA may very well win. It would mean New York will be on the hook for an awful lot of financial damages which the citizens and taxpayers will be forced to cough up.
Governmental institutions are supposed to stay out of the political fray but have not been for quite some time and it is beginning to show. The FBI running pre election investigations on political candidates, the abuse of the IRS by using them by a standing president to audit opposition are just a few examples of the weaponization of government entities.
It's time that the elected officials be held accountable.
It's not their money that is going to have to be paid out if they lose a frivolous lawsuit. It's OURS. The NY pols will have a lot of 'splainin' to do to the people of NY if the NRA gets a huge settlement. Oh, the irony of it! Governor Cuomo having to cut a huge check to the NRA!
Of course Andrew Cuomo doesn't give a damn if New York loses a humongous lawsuit. Why should he? It's not his money. It's not costing him a dime.
If/when the NRA sues the State of New York the name Andrew Cuomo should be on the list of defendants so if the NRA wins Cuomo has to look forward to moving into a spot under a bridge somewhere after he leaves office.
If politicians could be held personally liable then things would change. They would be a lot less willing to risk taxpayer money.
It would be fun reading a 'from riches to rags' story.
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Sunday, August 5, 2018
What constitutes an alcoholic?
This subject has come up several time over the years among the guys over either beers or coffee.
I have heard numerous definitions and finally I came up with one that actually seems to hold water.
Some people say much of it is not the quantity someone drinks but the reason they drink. For others is is the amount that people drink. For some it is the when and why and others yet put a schedule on it. For example someone that drinks every day.
The Gospel According to Piccolo states that any person that drinks more then their doctor does is an alcoholic.
If your doctor is a hardened quart a day man and you drink a six pack nightly you're OK. If you drink more than a quart of hard liquor a day you have a problem.
On the other hand if your doctor is a teatotaler and you have a beer on July 4th, a glass of wine with Thanksgiving dinner and an eggnog at Christmas he's likely to decree you as a full blown rummy.
The worst scenario possible is having a recovering alcoholic for a doctor. If that's the case you're in trouble because you are a full blown rummy if you even drive past a liquor store more than once a year.
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I have heard numerous definitions and finally I came up with one that actually seems to hold water.
Some people say much of it is not the quantity someone drinks but the reason they drink. For others is is the amount that people drink. For some it is the when and why and others yet put a schedule on it. For example someone that drinks every day.
The Gospel According to Piccolo states that any person that drinks more then their doctor does is an alcoholic.
If your doctor is a hardened quart a day man and you drink a six pack nightly you're OK. If you drink more than a quart of hard liquor a day you have a problem.
On the other hand if your doctor is a teatotaler and you have a beer on July 4th, a glass of wine with Thanksgiving dinner and an eggnog at Christmas he's likely to decree you as a full blown rummy.
The worst scenario possible is having a recovering alcoholic for a doctor. If that's the case you're in trouble because you are a full blown rummy if you even drive past a liquor store more than once a year.
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Saturday, August 4, 2018
I have to be more careful about
fishing a fork out of the sink because if I don't check carefully the first bite of breakfast winds up tasting like cat food.
I did it again this morning.
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I did it again this morning.
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Friday, August 3, 2018
Using a good law for a bad purpose
There was a scene in the movie The Man who Would be King that Sean Connery's character that became a king was holding court and dispensing justice. One of the cases he dealt with was a goat herder that in effect was prostituting out his wife.
The King sentenced the man to whatever and then added another thing to the sentence 'For using a good law for a bad purpose'.
I don't look at a law for how it can be used. I look at it for how it can be abused. The example I use every so often are the state level laws regarding organized crime or RICO laws.
The federal laws are more explicit and not as subject to abuse as some of the state laws are so we can toss them aside.
Most people know what organized crime is. In a criminal organization there is a hierarchy. In the mob it's capos, lieutenants, soldiers etc. In outlaw motorcycle clubs there are officers of various levels. It is actually organized crime and a real criminal organization.
It is clearly not a group of four college students pooling a couple buck to chip in to buy a bag of weed for the big party.
However, one DA tried to wallop a couple of college kids by arguing that the kids had organized themselves to buy an illicit narcotic.
While illegal to buy the weed at the time it was clearly not organized crime. It was youthful stupidity and was probably worth a $100 fine at best.
I heard the judge rightfully tossed the case as he should have. While the jury could have refused to convict, unfortunately juries are ignorant of their duties. They seem to continue to convict people solely on 'a preponderance of the evidence'. This means that juries fail to take into consideration one other thing that is actually their duty, which is 'Does the law apply here in this case?'.
The fact remains that good laws can be used for bad purposes.
I am not one for laws but it should certainly be legal for someone to sue the government and government officials personally for using laws enacted in good faith for bad purposes.
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Thursday, August 2, 2018
The woman that run the National Matches
probably do not have asses when the matches are over. That's because they have worked them off.
Over the years I have wandered past the CMP offices after a late night out and have seen them sleeping at their desks or sacked out on the floor of their offices trying to catch a nap before another day of just plain hard times.
They certainly deserve a lot more credit than they get and I remember the year I was signing in and saw some jerk
Normally I stay out of things but I walked into that one ready to swing. The first words to the clown were, "Hey, Asshole!" and he started to say something before I cut him off with a "Those women work their asses off to make everyone happy. Give them a break. Shut up or put up and meet me behind the building."
Those women didn't deserve being mistreated simply because some moron didn't get squadded with his buddy pals.
About an hour later this clown started to rearrange the barracks to suit his taste.
The guy was griping about the housing assignment people. I started to say something I was interrupted by someone else that had his gear moved and was incensed. So were a couple of other guys and they all rat packed him and he cringed and backed off.
The job of organizing thousands of shooters at several matches is really a chore, either the matches themselves or the housing of competitors. The people that make this work, mainly women are swamped.
Sometimes the job needs a little help and I well remember the time me and an indicted co-conspirator pranked the girls a bit.
I had someone with me and I took his arm as we entered to register. I was wearing dark sunglasses and carrying a white cane. I was led to the first stop the Sp/4 t the desk took one look at me and offered to fill the forms out for me. Apparently they had been briefed to help the handicapped. I gave her my information and she filled the forms in.
My co-conspirator then led me over to the CMP girl who looked shocked. She asked me if I could shoot without eyesight.
"Last year I hit the target twice," I said cheerfully and added indignantly "Every single one of my rounds landed safely in Lake Erie."
My co-conspirator added, "His target puller blows an air horn when it's OK to shoot and he shoots at the sound."
She looked dubious.
Just then I lowered my sunglasses. "Shhh..." I said, "I'm just working on my excuse for if I don't do very well this year."
I thought she would die laughing and I know I had made her day and gave he job a little well needed help.
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Over the years I have wandered past the CMP offices after a late night out and have seen them sleeping at their desks or sacked out on the floor of their offices trying to catch a nap before another day of just plain hard times.
They certainly deserve a lot more credit than they get and I remember the year I was signing in and saw some jerk
Normally I stay out of things but I walked into that one ready to swing. The first words to the clown were, "Hey, Asshole!" and he started to say something before I cut him off with a "Those women work their asses off to make everyone happy. Give them a break. Shut up or put up and meet me behind the building."
Those women didn't deserve being mistreated simply because some moron didn't get squadded with his buddy pals.
About an hour later this clown started to rearrange the barracks to suit his taste.
The guy was griping about the housing assignment people. I started to say something I was interrupted by someone else that had his gear moved and was incensed. So were a couple of other guys and they all rat packed him and he cringed and backed off.
The job of organizing thousands of shooters at several matches is really a chore, either the matches themselves or the housing of competitors. The people that make this work, mainly women are swamped.
Sometimes the job needs a little help and I well remember the time me and an indicted co-conspirator pranked the girls a bit.
I had someone with me and I took his arm as we entered to register. I was wearing dark sunglasses and carrying a white cane. I was led to the first stop the Sp/4 t the desk took one look at me and offered to fill the forms out for me. Apparently they had been briefed to help the handicapped. I gave her my information and she filled the forms in.
My co-conspirator then led me over to the CMP girl who looked shocked. She asked me if I could shoot without eyesight.
"Last year I hit the target twice," I said cheerfully and added indignantly "Every single one of my rounds landed safely in Lake Erie."
My co-conspirator added, "His target puller blows an air horn when it's OK to shoot and he shoots at the sound."
She looked dubious.
Just then I lowered my sunglasses. "Shhh..." I said, "I'm just working on my excuse for if I don't do very well this year."
I thought she would die laughing and I know I had made her day and gave he job a little well needed help.
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Wednesday, August 1, 2018
I did not shoot at Perry this year
which is fine. I have had a myriad of things to deal with this summer, none of which I will get into on a public forum.
For the past couple of years the teams have been using optics, quad rails and the like which is certainly a change. The price of an M-16/AR 15 type service rifle has soared if you want to stay competitive with the teams. The price of the optics alone has exceeded what most of us have put into our entire rifles.
For a lot of us that means we simply can't afford to keep up anymore.
However, those of us that are Old School iron sights shooters are permitted to use our old iron sight rifles which for me is fine. I don't shoot the President's 100 anyway. I'm more of a Garand Match/local club kind of guy.
I have wondered over the years when the technology duel would seriously begin and sure enough, it happened. I saw it coming a few years back when the services switched to the ACOG systems. These sell on the civilian market for about $1700 a pop. That's more than most shooters have in an iron sighted rcompetition service rifle.
Service rifle shooting was the way to go for someone on a budget which is a part of why I avoided building a serious match rifle or a space gun. Micrometer sights are expensive and so is custom gunsmithing. Out of the box service rifles were much more affordable and a piece out of the box was certainly good enough to take a person to Master or even High Master if one carefully hand loaded.
It is what it is and the ACOGs are actually a pretty good deal for GI Joe as they make it easier for them to engage the enemy which is what military rifle shooting is all about. I can't slight it.
I also have to keep in mind that the CMP has to mirror current service rifle updates because military competitors SHOULD be using what they carry. It's really not right to make service people have to learn how to use antiques to compete in matches that are supposed to reflect current trends.
I suppose I can still compete on a club level with my old iron sighted rifle. Actually I could compete at Perry with it. They do permit irons.
Incidentally the Garand, Carbine, Vintage Sniper and Military Bolt Gun matches still are very affordable. One can get a pretty good shooting Garand from CMP for the thousand dollar range and compete with it.
For what it's worth the CMP Garand match is pretty much a no/low pressure match and is a lot of fun to shoot. A lot of clubs have Garand matches, too.
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For the past couple of years the teams have been using optics, quad rails and the like which is certainly a change. The price of an M-16/AR 15 type service rifle has soared if you want to stay competitive with the teams. The price of the optics alone has exceeded what most of us have put into our entire rifles.
For a lot of us that means we simply can't afford to keep up anymore.
However, those of us that are Old School iron sights shooters are permitted to use our old iron sight rifles which for me is fine. I don't shoot the President's 100 anyway. I'm more of a Garand Match/local club kind of guy.
I have wondered over the years when the technology duel would seriously begin and sure enough, it happened. I saw it coming a few years back when the services switched to the ACOG systems. These sell on the civilian market for about $1700 a pop. That's more than most shooters have in an iron sighted rcompetition service rifle.
Service rifle shooting was the way to go for someone on a budget which is a part of why I avoided building a serious match rifle or a space gun. Micrometer sights are expensive and so is custom gunsmithing. Out of the box service rifles were much more affordable and a piece out of the box was certainly good enough to take a person to Master or even High Master if one carefully hand loaded.
It is what it is and the ACOGs are actually a pretty good deal for GI Joe as they make it easier for them to engage the enemy which is what military rifle shooting is all about. I can't slight it.
I also have to keep in mind that the CMP has to mirror current service rifle updates because military competitors SHOULD be using what they carry. It's really not right to make service people have to learn how to use antiques to compete in matches that are supposed to reflect current trends.
I suppose I can still compete on a club level with my old iron sighted rifle. Actually I could compete at Perry with it. They do permit irons.
Incidentally the Garand, Carbine, Vintage Sniper and Military Bolt Gun matches still are very affordable. One can get a pretty good shooting Garand from CMP for the thousand dollar range and compete with it.
For what it's worth the CMP Garand match is pretty much a no/low pressure match and is a lot of fun to shoot. A lot of clubs have Garand matches, too.
To find out why the blog is pink just cut and paste this: http://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-feminine-side-blog-stays-pink.html NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED IN THE WRITING OF TODAY'S ESSAY
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