There is now a list of 30+ countries that we won't permit entry from

Which actually makes sense. Their governments don't have the infrastructure to vet their own people much less give our immigration any honest information about the person trying to immigrate. All immigrants should be vetted for at least basic security and health reasons. 

The other thing we ought to take into consideration is if an immigrant is going to be an asset or a liability and a burden. During their 5 year wait before applying for citizenship they should not be eligible for any government benefits and should prove that they can take care of themselves and be a benefit to our society rather than a drain. 

Personal observation tells me that Vietnamese and Filipinos enter the country with an excellent work ethic. Many Filipinas arrive as trained nurses and a friend's wife went to work making damned good money the day she got her green card. She had been pre hired pending her green card arrival and when it arrived in the mail box she took it from the mailbox and went straight to work. The ink hadn't even dried and she was working. At damned good money to boot!

These are the kind of people we want in here. People that have something to contribute. It's doesn't really have to be a college educated person, either. we've got things to do here that don't require an excellent education that someone can feed themself on.

We need people that have motivation to better themselves honestly and not scam the system. 

Lately the Somalis have taken center stage in Minnesota and another scam was unearthed in Ohio. While I generally take people as individuals I have to look at what's going on carefully to make sure I don't lump all of them into a single category.

I have noticed that Ilham Omar is now on her way to the Minnesota Somali $hit list because of the ICE raids. They probably think she was the one that drew heat to them and they may very well be right. It will be interesting to see if she gets reelected.

Still, I don't care who/what/when/where of why you are. If you are here illegally I want you out.  

The fact that you sneaked into the country shows me you are outright dishonest and you should he returned to wherever you came from or reasonable facsimile there of. 

 

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No, I don't have children. At least not anymore.

I did have a beautiful daughter but I lost her in a crap game when she was six. It was horrible. My wife wouldn't talk to me for almost a whole week after that happened.

So I explained to someone that assumed I was a grandfather in the conversation.

Much to her credit she picked up on it immediately and grinned and said I had a dry sense of humor and apologized for assuming.

I hope I run into her again as she's OK in my book because at least she has a brain.

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They're pretty much all gone...

For some reason I thought of an old man I met several years ago that had been in the 442nd RCT. I'd run into him at odd times and he never failed to make me laugh. He's been gone now for quite some time. When we met I asked him if he was a Buddhahead or a Katonk.

His daughter turned purple like I had called him a racial slur but the old man said, "I was born in California. I was a Katonk. I'm surprised you knew about that." Buddhaheads were Hawaiian born.

I grinned and said, "You bums were my heroes. You're badasses and Honorary Texans by proclamation of the Governor."

His daughter stared at him wide-eyed. I guess he never told his kids much about his service in Europe.

They're almost all gone now and even the youngest of them are nearly a full century old. Time flies.

I miss those guys. They were my mentors and they all had interesting stories to tell. Their tales ranged from being scared still in combat to being bored to tears in a rear echelon job.

I remember one humorous story about one of them that was in Europe in 1944-45 that said he never slacked off for a minute and pitched in and volunteered for practically everything in the supply unit he was a part of. He said he did that because every so often someone would be reassigned to a combat unit headed up to the front and he wanted no part of that.

He said his plan worked and he got to stay in the rear with the gear.

Can't say I blame him. He did his part.

Another one of my mentors spent well over a year as a weather observer in the Aleutians. He told a couple stories about some of the things they did out of sheer boredom. Once he was handed a long pole to put holes in the snow before new guys arrived so they could warn newbies about 'snow snakes'. Still, the weather in the Aleutians gave evidence of upcoming weather in Japan which by 1944 was very useful to aviators. All in all it was a miserable, boring tour.

A waist gunner that had been shot down over Europe and spent alost two years in a PW camp taught me to build a simple radio out of a safety pin, wire and a pencil lead. It worked.

All of them contributed one way or the other. 

My scoutmaster hit Europe in mid 1944 as a 2LT and was a company commander and a captain when they entered Germany. Later retreaded for Korea.

A very interesting WW2 vet I met was Mr. Schwartz. He was an immigrant that had fought in the Wehrmacht. When I mentioned him to Dad he blew up and told me to be good to Schwartz because he was just some poor sad bastard that got drafted and had no say in the matter. I got a talking-to about how wars are started by governments and fought by ordinary citizens.

Later I found out that Mr. Schwartz had been a POW that had been shipped to the States and immigrated after the war. His kids were younger than I was so I had little reason to run into him very often. 

They all had different stories to tell.

These people were my mentors and I miss them.

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Anyone ever look at a jar of 250,000,000 year old pink Himalayan sea salt?

I looked at a jar of it yesterday and saw a 2007 expiration date on it.

It's 250,000,000 years old and now it's going to go bad in two years?

Who are they trying to fool?

Then again, one can say that it was mined and processed in the nick of time before it went bad.

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Remember those little tags you'd find in a new shirt pocket?

The little slips that said "Inspected by #6".

I haven't seen one of those in quite some time. It seems now that every so often I see a shirt on the rack with a major blemish. I just saw one last week with a complete unsewn seam.

Maybe they ought to put old #6 back to work.

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One of the things that irks me is the 'pass the buck' mentality.

Where does it end?

Someone gets drunk and has an accident and people want to blame the bartender when the truth is the bartender didn't drink too much, the patron did.

I can see that we are not too far off from 

So you admit you grew the rye and sold it to the grain supplier that sold it to the distillery who made whisky from it and sold it to the distributor who sold it to the supplier that sold it to the bar where the man who purchased it drank too much of it and caused the accident.

Fact is the guy that drank too much caused the accident.

Let's stop shifting the blame.

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One of my favorite stories I have been told was about a county sheriff.

as told to me by a sailor I worked with from one of the Carolinas. It's also why I occasionally refer to lemonade stands. This was probably over 30 years ago. 

I guess the subject of the Philly PD came up and we discussed the time they mistook the guy that was going through the trash someone dumped near where out headquarters was. He was actually scrapping metals from the pile and the cop thought he was illegally dumping. He managed to point out that his truck bed only contained the metal he had pulled out of the trash pile and escaped a big fine.

That's when Red chuckled and told me that his county sheriff down home was pretty observant and the deputies probably would have helped him load any heavy metal stuff he found. 

"The sheriff's actually one of us," he said. "He's pretty good. He's really hard on serious crime and pretty good on the small stuff. He's got a good head on his shoulders and common sense which is rare."

"One time he caught a couple of my friends drag racing which is pretty serious down our way since a couple of kids got killed a few years back. Anyway, a deputy caught a couple of kids drag racing and they didn't try to fight their way out of it. The sheriff had had a quiet word with them and told them he'd make it go away if they painted the front of the office. It was a pretty good deal," he continued.

I told him it sounded like a pretty good sheriff. He replied that once every so often the sheriff gets pretty worked up and does some pretty funny $hit.

"Like what?" I asked.

He chuckled and said, "One time this nasty old woman started calling the Sheriff's office reporting little kids were running lemonade stands without Board of Health certificates. Of course they didn't do anything about it. Hell, the deputies always carry change around to buy lemonade with."

He explained that the sheriff didn't do anything about it and after a while the old bag called the State Police instead. Of course they didn't do anything, either but they did call the sheriff and tease him about it.

"That did it!" he said. "The sheriff cooked up a plot and called in just about every favor he could and called for volunteers. Almost every off duty that day cop responded and almost 75 police cars with riot gear clad uniformed officers showed up at his nephew's lemonade stand at about 11 in the morning and they raided it! Well over 100 cops of all sorts showed up for the raid, all volunteers. No overtime and it didn't cost the taxpayers a dime."

"Anyway, he had tipped off the editor of our county newspaper and when the paper came out a couple of days later there big headlines, 'Lemonade stand raided' and a big picture of the kid being led off in handcuffs by three deputies carrying shotguns and wearing helmets. The kid had a mean scowl on if face, it was funny as hell."

"Then," he continued, "The entire center sheet had pictures including one of the kid sitting in a cell with an angry look on his face and they quoted him as saying "They ain't made a jail that can hold me!" 

"The sheriff was quoted as saying "Unlike the Blues Brothers, no cars were damaged in the making of this raid'"

"How did the county people look at that stunt?" I asked.

He laughed. "A couple people resented it as to be expected. The rest of us thought it was funny as hell but funny part came the next week in the local paper."

"The photographer grabbed a picture of the old hag when she was grocery shopping and the editor posted it on Page One with a headline "Citizen of the Year" and the story of how she reported the illegal lemonade stand to the Sheriff. It also mentioned that the DA was declining prosecution in the interest of justice."

I can't vouch for the accuracy of the tale but I would not be surprised it for the most part it was true. It was one of the best sea stories I heard.

  

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One of the things I have learned is that there are very few true innocent victims in life.

I spent a decade of my life living in a world of loose cash running around, guns, drugs, whores and God knows what else.

It seemed to me that every time I was turning around someone was getting beaten up, robbed or fell up a flight of stairs. Drugs were the worst, whores and guns were minimal. I think I saw two guys fighting over a whore once. 

The rare shootings were generally between druggies.

I was ripped off twice which was meh. I call it collateral damage.

The reason I so seldom suffered was that I steered clear of drugs.

Same holds true for ICE victims. The liberals claim that hundreds and hundreds of people have been victimized by ICE and so on and so forth and hundreds have been run over by ICE and I'd bet that they did something to warrant it. 

One thing that comes to mind is blocking an ICE vehicle and getting hurt in the process. (Generally it's the purple haired passionate fat chick. The in shape hired male activists stay alongside the vehicle in question because they know better)

The old "I was walking down the street on the sidewalk minding my own business when six ICE agents grabbed me, beat me  up and carted me off to jail!" story is a crock. There's no shortage of actual criminals running around for them to waste time on some innocent citizen. People that try and feed someone that story generally omit a few small details like they assaulted the agent or something along those lines.

The truth is that one of the best ways to keep from becoming a non-victim victim is to keep your nose clean. Protesters that try block traffic and stay on the sidewalk while doing so very seldom (if ever) get hit.

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Curiosity overwhelms me.

I wonder if dyes have improved.

Years ago I threw all my laundry into the machine with a new red T-shirt and wound up with pink undershorts.

I have a worn once, never washed red T-shirt and I think I'll chuck it in the wash with some white underwear and a cup of Sunshine Rinso and see what happens.

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I love the South.

"My New Year's resolution is to stop biting my tongue so you better buckle up."

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An idiot law.

The law requiring snow to be removed is a product of two separate groups of idiots.

The first group of idiots are the idiots that don't sweep the snow off their vehicle before they start driving. Chunks of snow fall off onto cars behind them and cause accidents.

The other group of idiots are the people that don't pay attention and follow the first group too closely.

I do put the bulk of the guilt on the first group, though because a lot of them are so lazy and stupid they just clear a small hole to see through in the windshield and off they go.

Anyway the end result of this is that as usual when they enact the resultant law they boilerplate it with something like "all snow must be removed" which means every single snowflake. 

Fortunately most cops enforce the law with some discretion or we'd ALL be in trouble. 

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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread. So I'm a fool.

For my entire life I have held that a person's religion is their own and they should be left to practice it. I also think that anyone that moves here to become an American is welcome. If they come here and want us to change they stop being an immigrant and become an invader.

As invaders they should be given the opportunity to leave because I am frugal, kind and considerate of others. If they refuse the kind, golden opportunity to leave they should be taken prisoner of war.

Off to Gitmo for repatriation to their home country. 

When I hear of Muslims demanding they stop making bacon, alcohol and things of that nature I get incensed. I would not demand that a Muslim country start selling pork and alcohol because I'm showing up there so I have a right to demand they leave our dietary customs alone. It's a simple matter of respect for other customs.

A quick Google check notes that there are 3.3 million Hindus in the United States, or about 1% of the population. Hindus don't eat beef generally for religious reasons. Yet I have never heard of a single Hindu complain about Americans eating beef, Not one. They simply don't eat it.

For that matter Jews account for about 2.4% of the population and many Jews have a strict dietary code they live by including not eating pork. Yet in my 74 years man and boy I have not heard a single Jew complain about a non-Jew eating what they please. 

A look at the religion's 'recruiting' code shows it permits forcing non-believer's into joining the religion by means of dishonesty and flat out force and refusal can mean death.

Another thing is their inability to get along with those of other faiths. They don't get along with virtually every other faith on the planet. In fact, they don't really get along with themselves as Sunni and Shite Muslims are often at odds with each other.

Thomas Jefferson it attributed with saying Islam is incompatible with western civilization and I tend to agree with him. If you look at London and Paris and what has happened over the past 20 years you will clearly understand.

 Recently President Trump has halted immigration from third world countries and I think he aimed it at Muslim countries. I agree with the President.

I believe that Islam is incompatible with western civilization.

Rudyard Kipling said "East is east, and west is west and never the twain shall meet."

For the record I don't hate Muslims. I simply don't think they belong here because I like things the way they are. They want to replace our Constitution with Sharia law.

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History is repeating itself.

During Vietnam the left took to trying to demoralize the troops by saying it was an illegal war. It grew to the point where the troops started getting hassled and abused by the public. GI's were spit on and called baby killers and so on.

I mentioned the abuse of GIs the other day on a leftist Facebook post and really stirred up a shitload of denials that it ever happened.

Thanks to the Seditious Six things are starting up again and it looks like the troops are going to start getting $hit on by activists and  I would imagine that (as usual) the troops will be ordered to keep their hands to themselves and take it. A number of troops will be caught having to defend themselves in the military legal system if push really comes to shove.

About a month ago on Facebook I mentioned the left did what they did and was flooder with replies of deniers claiming it never happened. Pepperidge farm remembers.

One of the the Seditious Six should be courts-martialed, and the remaining five should be tried and jailed but nothing will happen. I'm sure two platoons of federal judges already have the paperwork filled out overturning any verdicts.

People are talking about the courage the Seditious Six were showing to speak out. Actually they're cowards because they already know nothing will happen to them.

They also know that the troops can't defend themselves because they can't enter the political fray.

The left has already threatened the troops saying that in 3 years Donald Trump will not be there to protect them and how they will go through pay records and such and bring them to justice.

 

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One of the things I did in the army was in addressing officer when off duty in a civilian situation.

For quite a while I lived off post and for the last year in a one bedroom apartment in a pretty nice apartment complex. So did a number of junior officers which was no problem. 

However my platoon leader lived there along with his West Point roomie. Sometimes there would be complex gatherings which generally meant free food and a chance to meet the neighbors, especially young female neighbors. 

After having to dodge the lieutenant a couple of times at the first gathering I decided to have a quiet word with him and suggested that at the parties I address him as 'Hank' and he address me as Piccolo. 

My reasoning was that about 95% of the residents were not in the military and didn't understand the rank structure and the officer/enlisted thing and would be uncomfortable with it.

When I approached the lieutenant I explained that the only time I would do this is when other residents were within earshot. I pointed out that I didn't want to make the 'social director' or others uncomfortable. 

"We think alike," he said, thoughtfully. "Actually I was thinking the same thing in a way. I'll tell Jim." Jim was his roomie.

From then on it was still Lieutenant and Specialist if any residents were not within earshot but Hank and Piccolo if they were. I never abused it and respected him more for his decision in giving me the OK to make things a little more comfortable for the others.

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I seldom dealt with Army nurses other than a couple of times when I brought someone to the hospital as what was usually the result of stupidity. Someone would do something stupid and get hurt. One guy managed, with great effort, to drop the anvil he was trying to steal from Wile E. Coyote on his foot. The medics ordered him to skip the dispensary and go directly to the hospital. I don't remember why but I was told to come along by the medic NCOIC.

I'd generally address nurses as 'Ma'am' or 'Nurse'. While addressing a nurse as 'Nurse' could possibly be shaky, the rules really said that an officer was to be treated with courtesy and respect. The title 'Nurse' fit the bill and while not universally used, it was a courteous title.

I only recall having one problem with that and the nurse in question was very likely less than a week out of her military orientation course. I addressed her as 'Nurse.'

She snapped, "I'm a lieutenant."

"Yes, Ma'am." I replied. "Officers are to be addressed with courtesy and respect. I did just that. You are a nurse AND a second lieutenant. This means you have never been promoted. I am a PFC and have been promoted twice. Second lieutenants are not thought of highly. Nurses are considered priceless..."

I heard a voice bark, "PFC!"

I turned, popped to and saw he was an MD. "Yes, Doctor," I replied and watched him suppress a smirk.

"PFC, you will address the lieutenant as Ma'am or her rank until such time as she earns the title 'Nurse'.

"Yes, Sir." I replied. (Quit while you are ahead. I didn't want to push it.)

"Dismissed!

I went to some kind of waiting room and called Top and told him I didn't know what was happening. He told me to hang out and wait until I knew what was going on and not to get into any trouble with the nurses. I rolled my eyes.

Later on around noon the doctor walked by and saw me sitting there.

"Hey, PFC, C'mon. I'll buy you lunch!"

He didn't have to ask me twice.

He explained to me that the nurse I crossed swords with was only a week or two out of school and didn't understand the Army yet. He said she seemed to have talent and that he had a quiet word with her and pointed out I was 100% spot on when I had told her I had been promoted twice. I think she told her that most PFCs knew more about the Army than she did.

I shifted the conversation to him and his plans. Like many MDs in the service he was paying back the Army for various scholarships. He was actually considering making the Army a career, citing the problems of opening a private practice. I told him an 0-5 pension after 20 years service wasn't too bad and that an O-6 pension after 30 was pretty good money.

"But what after that?" he asked.

"Hmm...Maybe you could get a gig as the Chief gynecologist for the Peppermint Lounge," I said and he spit his coffee back into his cup to keep if from coming out his nose.

"That's just plain nasty," he snapped but I knew he wasn't angry.

"Yeah, isn't it? But they pay in cash and that's a 20% increase because you don't have to report it! " I replied. He laughed like hell.  "Still, with 20, say 25 years as a military doctor serving GIs, dependents, and retirees is a pretty good cutaway of America. A lot of good hospitals would want to snap you up."

"Thanks for the input," he said. "My wife and I are discussing that. Still, I owe a couple of years to the Army. By the time I'm even with them I'll only have about 12 years left before retirement."

"If you can pick up any schools the mean time it counts toward retirement," I said. He agreed.

He went back to work and I went back to the waiting area. Sometime about 1430 I checked and reported the patient would be overnight because he needed some kind of foot surgery. I called Top and filled him in. Surprisingly, he told me to just go home.

The next day at the noon formation Top called for me to report to the orderly room and he and I went into the Battery Commander's office.

The BC told me he had gotten a phone call from the doctor and the good doctor had spoken very highly of me. "Now what happened?"

I thought quickly. I had done no wrong that was likely to initiate even an Article 15 so I fell back to default and told them both the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

The BC interrupted me. "You told him he could pick up a retirement job at the Peppermint Lounge? What did he say about that."  He looked amused.

"He said it sounded pretty nasty but when I pointed out they pay cash and if he kept his mouth shut and didn't report it it would mean about 20% over the going rate would go directly into his pocket he appeared interested. Coupled with retirement pay that ain't chickenfeed, Sir." They both laughed like hell.

I finished my story and was told to wait outside. I could hear the pair of them whispering and laughing their asses off for a few minutes and was called back in. 

PFC Piccolo, in addition to your duties as battery armorer you are appointed and the Unofficial Ambassador to the Base Hospital. You will perform your duties as needed.

"I'll tell the medics," Top chuckled. He turned to the BC. "That's as funny as the time he told us about his mother mistaking an Air Force colonel for being a bellhop."

A little over a year later, just before I was transferred to another battalion as a Sp/5 one of our guys got into a motorcycle accident on the way in to work. I don't know who scraped him up or how word got to the medics so fast but the medic's section chief saw me headed toward formation and said, "Hey, Pic. Shag ass to the hospital. Stacy Aldridge dumped his bike on the way to work!"

Skipping formation I went straight to the hospital. I found out Stacy had been admitted Ok and was being looked at. I figured formation had broken up so I called Top and reported my findings. 

"Thanks," he said. "Doc covered for you in formation. You did the right thing going as soon as you got the word."

About an hour or so later I called again with a SITREP and told Top that it looked like Stacy was not going anywhere for a while as he had gotten pretty busted up. I was told to return to the battery and take care of things in my arms room.

The following day after morning formation without being told I had the clerk cover my arms room. No weapons were slated to be issued. I swung by the hospital and checked up on Stacy and reported to Top that Stacy was pretty busted up and would most likely be laid up for a while and need therapy. Top thanked me.

I visited Stacy a few times and casually reported updates to either the BC or Top but looking back on it I never found out what finally happened to him. I was reassigned to another battalion.

That's another story.

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I have finally come to the conclusion is the fastest way

to eliminate illegal immigrants with the least amount of pain and human suffering is to enact a law that says that 90 days after it is enacted that the United States immigration will pay a reward of $10,000 per illegal immigrant, dead or alive.

What? What? All that killing?

What killing, dumbass. What would you do if you were in Casablanca gambling in Rick's Place every night and discovered that there was going to be a $10,000 USD reward on YOU?

Simple. You'd jerk Elsa and Lazlo off the plane, throw them onto the tarmac and fly to Lisbon.

What do you thing Jose is going to do when he realizes that he, his wife and two kids are going to be converted into someone's new car or home down payment?

Simple. You will get to see a stampede bigger than Hollywood has ever made. It will be 7 million Mexicans headed south with a Guatemalan and a Mexican under each arm.

Quick fix.

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It's LEFTOVERS DAY

I've been up and have already hacked up the leftover turkey into portions for future use. The Official Thanksgiving Green Bean Casserole has already been portioned out been refrigerated or frozen for further consumption.

The leftover mashed potatoes are in the reefer awaiting being fried up as patties for breakfasts as is the stuffing, some turkey and cranberry sauce alongside a few pretzel rolls for the official Thanksgiving Leftover Sandwiches.

The carcass is boiling away so later on I can make turkey soup.

The timing of Thanksgiving was perfect because I just finished the last of the brontosaurus my father brought home when I was six.

While I love Thanksgiving I certainly love Thanksgiving leftovers!

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Today is Thanksgiving.

It's a great day to discuss politics over a nice dinner.

With any luck your Christmas present list will be cut in half.

If you are truly lucky the family liberal schoolteacher will never speak to you again. 

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Pete Hegseth would be wise not to courts-martial Kelly.

There's too great of a chance that he will not be able to secure a conviction with the way the officer corps is fractured. Besides that, even if he does secure a conviction it will likely be overturned by a federal activist judge.

What he ought to do is simply recall him and assign him as a military attaché to the South Pole for a few years.

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"Must I shoot a simple-minded soldier boy who deserts, while I must not touch a hair of a wily agitator who induces him to desert?" - A. Lincoln, 6/12/1863

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My congressman is one of the Sidious Six

I will write him later today and request his resignation.

I hear stunned people screeching that it's OK to reiterate the UCMJ to military personnel.

What these people fail to realize is the context. It's nothing more or less than a thinly disguised attempt to undermine the services by sowing seeds of doubt and undermining leadership.

What a lot of these people seem to forget is that like it or not, the current president has been duly elected by the American people. Trump won both the popular vote and the electoral college.

 

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Robert DeNiro is a big crybaby.

When he found out the Mandami wants to impose a 'wealth tax' on people worth over 10 million bucks he said he should get a tax break because of all he has done for the city.

Yeah, Bob. You're special. Mandami is going to give you a pass and maybe even a medal...or so you think. Too bad you don't have a decent chest to pin the medal on.

I can't wait to hear that little runt moan, wail and gnash his teeth when he gets the bill handed to him.

Tough guy my ass.

If any of you readers out there find an article about DeNiro screeching when he gets handed the bill please post a link in the comments because I find the blubbering of DeNiro to be excellent entertainment.

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Well, THAT just put the Cuban Missile Crisis in a whole new light.

I was aware that the secret deal that ended things involved the United States removing missiles from Turkey.

Then I got curious and wondered when we had installed missiles in Turkey. I found out that it was in 1961 which was during JFK's tenure.

That changed things.

JFK had missiles installed in Turkey. Nikita Khrushchev took exception to this and retaliated by setting up missiles in Cuba which IMO was certainly fair enough.

It was a simple case of the (then) Soviet Union putting the shoe on the other foot. Sauce for the goose, sauce for the gander. 

Looking back at it it sounds to me like the entire thing was the making of JFK.

What was he thinking when he put US missiles in Turkey back in 1961. 

The missiles in Turkey became a clear and present danger to the Soviets and they responded by doing the same thing to the United States.

 

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I just read where a young woman 7-Eleven clerk shot an assailant that was trying to strangle her.

Of course, corporate ordered her to be fired. I would imagine the firing will stand as it was a clear violation of corporate policy when she carried a firearm to work. It's a pretty good bet that if management knew she was carrying beforehand she would have been canned.

Let's look at how corporate looks at things or at least let's look at how I think corporate works. Corporate is all about making money.

The bean counters have figured out that occasionally being robbed and having employees murdered is cheaper than paying out a large lawsuit for a bad shoot. Besides arming people means training and that's an expense. I seriously believe that to corporate the human costs means little or nothing.Of course they will probably say otherwise. 

Google says that claims go through Workman's Compensation which I take to mean corporate pays little or nothing. 

This means the reward for thwarting a robbery and saving an employee's life is getting fired.

It is what it is. However there is a hidden reward here.

To be fired from a job means you are alive so the way I figure it, the woman got away with her life. That's a reward in itself. I'm sure she can find another job somewhere and very possibly a better job.

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I've been retired for some time now and I can afford to speak up. After all, what are they going to do? Fire me?

Early on in my career I carried to and from work. I never brought a firearm aboard the vessel but instead left it well hidden in my vehicle when I parked it in the fenced in company parking lot. 

At no time during my career was my vehicle searched and had it been I doubt the pistol would have been found as it was hidden in the air cleaner. I'd hide it just before I entered company property and remove it when I left.

After my first decade of employment I rethought things because sometimes I would find myself having to drive in New Jersey, Maryland and Delaware and risk criminal charges.

By that time I had my march routes down to a science and considered carrying a firearm to be more trouble than it was worth under the circumstances.

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GIs don't need congress critters to remind them

not to obey unlawful orders. They already know that. It's in the oath they take upon enlistment. "And to obey the lawful orders of the officers appointed above me..."

What is going on here is clearly an attempt to demoralize the troops and get them to question the authority of the President and Secretary of War. 

Actually it's more than that. It's an attempt to plant a few seeds of rebellion  in the heads of a few generals that are angry over being told to get into shape. The poorly hidden message I get is that the congress critters are fishing for someone to start a military takeover.

They don't know what they are asking for because when someone seizes power they never want to give it back. The very people that encourage this generally wind up being shot by the person that has seized the power. They probably don't realize it but they are asking for a military dictatorship for the country.

Needless to say, the 'illegal orders' in question are the drug boats carrying cocaine and fentanyl into the country which are a clear and present danger to the United States. Fentanyl kills.

Trump taking action as president is nothing new. For example JFK didn't like the idea of the Russians setting up missiles in Cuba and blockaded it back in October 1962. It should be carefully noted that Kennedy did not consult with Congress over this. He spotted a clear and present danger to the country and handled it much like Trump is doing with the narco boats. He's acting clearly in his powers as the   C in C.

Incidentally we have had a war on drugs since Nixon formally declared it in 1971. While not an official Congressionally declared war, it has been a de facto war since then.

It would not surprise me in the least to find that various congressmen are having 'quiet words' with Obama/Biden appointee generals or admirals promising them the pie in the sky if they can orchestrate some kind of military coup.

Of course if it fails we will be treated to watching a whole ringtailed passel of congress critters scurrying around looking for a place to hide to keep from getting their just desserts for trying to overthrow a legitimately and duly elected President of the Untied States.

The truth is that the congress critters are standing on fairly safe legal ground as there is no law against telling someone that they have to obey the law. 

What is patently wrong is the entire context of why they are doing it. They are doing this with malicious the malicious intent of clouding the minds of our troops and giving Obama/Biden generals a few delusions of grandeur. For this they ought to be hanged for attempting to undermine the troops.

One of the most important things the troops need is clarity and the ability to focus on a mission. They don't need seeds of doubt planted in their minds. It could get them killed.

Of course the Trump hating congress critters don't give a damn how many GIs get killed if it helps eliminate Trump. I do. Our troops are nothing more or less than people with mother, fathers, sisters and brothers that have elected to put their lives on the line for our country. The least you can do is not use them as political pawns. If you do you should be hanged for treason and/or aiding and abetting the enemy.

As for Trump reminding you that the penalty for sedition is death, I think it's hilarious because it's just another case of Trump putting the shoe on the other foot.

One other thing to you veteran congressmen, I too am a veteran. I don't hide behind it because I'm aware of the fact of what I did in the  past does not absolve me of the responsibilities I have today.

 

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One of the things that is crippling Democrats is their complete and total outright hate for Trump.

If for only that reason coupled with the accompanying entertainment I'm glad I voted for Trump. It's been fairly entertaining. He's played a lot of people like a virtuoso.

I may very well be wrong here but my take on the Epstein papers is that Trump didn't release them immediately after the election is he probably thought the Democrats would try to block him from releasing them. After all the entire Democratic platform is simply 'Hate Trump'. It's that simple.

It Trump said that one had to breath in order to live the Democrats would be holding their breaths until they pass out and the instant they come to it would be rinse, repeat. The hate runs deep and Trump uses the hate to convince the democrats to make bad decisions.

Instead of releasing the Epstein papers early on he sat on them and that made it look like he was hiding something. The Dems figured that releasing them would expose Trump as being something bad enough to warrant an impeachment so they started howling for him to release the papers.

Which he just did and it looks like it's backfired on the Democrats. Hakeem Jeffries, who voted for releasing the papers, is now up to his sombrero in questionable campaign donations as are numerous other people.

It's hilarious because he made a number of Democrats rat themselves out because they are so consumed in hate for the man.

Although it is early yet, the only thing I have heard that are in the papers about President Trump is that Jeffrey Epstein hates him which makes sense because Trump assisted authorities investigating Epstein.

Of course the Democrats are screaming "AHA! He's mentioned in the papers!" which adds to making them look stupid.

Jasmine Crockett started accusing Republicans of taking money from Jerrfey Epstein which is true except for the fact that the Jeffrey Epstein that donated to the Republicans is a different Jeffery Epstein. He's a doctor in New York. That made her look pretty stupid.  

Incidentally savvy congresscritters don't do their own research. They hire pros just to prevent things like that from happening.

Still, it's entertaining as hell watching Trump play people like a virtuoso because the Democrats are so blinded by their hate for Trump that they just freak out, over react and fall into traps of their own making. 

An example of this is Hakeem Jeffries screeching and threatening Trump when Trump posted the memes of Jeffries wearing a sombrero. Trump didn't make Jeffries look stupid. Jeffries made Jeffries look stupid by crying like a little kid.

When someone made that goofy haired meme of J.D. Vance, Vance just embraced it and used it as a Halloween costume which people found entertaining. 

Actually back in 2016 the Right did the same thing when Hillary called Trump voters deplorables. They embraced it and started calling themselves deplorables. In fact I daresay the Deplorable movement started by Hillary very possible assisted in her loss to Trump.

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Cause and effect.

The reason people block traffic during protests is because they are permitted to get away with it. If one does not permit it by making consequences for that behavior then that behavior will stop.

Someone asked me how to stop people from doing that. I replied that making it legal to drive through them would stop it immediately.

They looked at me wide-eyed and said hundreds, maybe thousands of people will be killed. I replied that only a few people would be killed or injured because after the first time or two they will figure out that getting run over is not a good idea they will stop blocking traffic. Actually over time lives will likely be saved because ambulances won't be caught up in gridlock caused by protesters. The losses will only be a small handful of Darwin candidates and the usual assortment of stupid fat chicks.*

The same holds true for illegal immigrants. If you post a bounty on them, dead or alive of, say, $10,000/head effective in 90 days then there will be very little violence because the whole push of them will self-deport.

When Dad figures out that him, his wife and two kids are worth a new car or home down payment to someone then he isn't going to hang around for very long. He'll grab his family and bug out.

In fact it would probably be the biggest mass exodus in human history.

*Anyone bother to notice in videos that most of the people that get hurt blocking traffic are stupid looking fat chicks and that the guys that are obvious instigators stay alongside the vehicle where they are not too likely to get hurt?

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You can't fix stupid and I should have realized that decades ago.

I had to wait for Ron White to point that out a few years ago.

Too bad I didn't realize that about 60 years earlier. It would have saved me from being pi$$ed off for the last five decades.

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I am beginning to realize that most socialists are simply broken people.

"The problem with socialism is you eventually run out of someone else's money." Margeret Thatcher.

I se any number of socialists on social media and occasionally in person and I see broken people that have failed in some way or another and are simply envious of successful people.

Many of these are people that are/were simply too lazy and/or stupid to be successful. Successful people don't become socialists. They are successful and are pretty happy with their lot in life.

Success really isn't always measured by the size of one's fortune, but by an accomplishment of their dreams. Most of the socialists types had big dreams that they failed to accomplish or became jaded when they found out they had overestimated their abilities. 

I know of one that is upset because he can't afford a house as big as the one he grew up in. I'm sure he could if he applied himself but instead he blames boomers for holding so much wealth and sitting on it. 

That's not 100% true as a lot of retired boomers are traveling and doing other things to spend their childrens inheritance (which is what  we are supposed to do). Many Boomers have helped their kids get started, too.

He's angry and bitter over it even though he's in a field of endeavor with plenty opportunity for advancement. It's easier to blame someone else for your own failures and hate those that are more successful than you are. 

This guy is no exception to the rule. There are a lot of bitter, angry unsuccessful people running around these days and many of them support socialism.

Most of these people have an automatic hate for the rich and screech that they should have their money taken from them and given to others. It's nothing more than envy because if they can't be rich then nobody else should be.

Socialism looks good to them because they think it will cut everyone down to size. 

What they fail to realize is that their now 'unacceptable' standard of living will drop down considerably under socialism. They will likely wind up standing in bread lines. 

A trip to a bread rack in any American supermarket will show you that under capitalism the bread lines up for YOU.

The rich will leave and take their money with them and even if they stay and pay the confiscatory taxes they will run out of money and the definition of what constitutes rich will drop to nothing and they will find themselves being taxed to death.

Of course the muckety mucks running the show from behind will not only be able to keep what they have but will likely get richer as the average guy gets poorer.

Socialism advocates are simply unhappy, miserable broken people.

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Many people with TDS are broken people, too.

They would rather have the entire country fail and force us to live in caves rather than see Trump successful because it Trump IS successful the agenda they have been following for their entire lives will come crashing down on on them.

 

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In 1966 Sam the Sham belted this one out of the park.

The song was released in 1966 as the B side to 'hair of my chinny chin chin. Personally I think it should have been on the A side but that's just my opinion.

I was in high school when it came out and can certainly relate. I rather enjoyed being in with the out crowd.

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Businesses stay where they can make money.

That's pretty much it in a nutshell.

I just got to watch a video of the MA 7th district's politician pissing and moaning about the 4th drug store (IIRC it was a Walgreen's) closing and leaving her district. She blamed corporate America as to be expected. 

Well guess what, Sweetie?

Stores only stay where they are so long as they are making money. 

Surpries1 Surprise! Surprise!  

My best guess is they closed because of shoplifting and vandalism coupled with the DA not enforcing the law. A big part of where I place the blame is on local government for not enforcing the law.

When you see people starting airport brawls and tearing up stores you begin to wonder what the solution is.

There IS a solution. Either the state handles it or the shopkeepers settle it...or the store goes broke and closes. The solution to keeping the stores open is either the system does its job or the stores hire a bouncer and raise prices to cover his wages.

Of course the system won't permit bouncers so there is no real solution so stores will close. The locals will moan, wail and gnash their teeth but they have only themselves to blame for tolerating poor behavior.

As for brawls in airports and other places of public accomodation go they should be broken up with tazers and clubs to serve as an example to others. To the participents it would serve as a reminder that you are expected to behave one's self in public.

As for brawling on a cruise ship, unfortunately you can't throw the brawlers over the side but you can lock them up in the ship's brig and feed them bread and water for the rest of the cruise. Don't just drop them off in a port somewhere, make them spend the rest of the cruise on bread and water and when the ship returns to port have them turned over to the LEOs.

I figure the LE system will probably let them slide with a small fine so brig time aboard ship will serve as an example to others to behave themselves.

  

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Being one of the cool kids.

I just stuffed the tank in the pickup yesterday which made me good for another 450-500 miles or so. It's a 2009 and was made to the pollution mandates of the time and passed the required emissions test a couple of months ago. It's not something one of the cool kids would be proud to drive even if they could because it has a manual transmission in it. Then again, I cheerfully drive it because IDGAF. It works and takes me where I want to go.

Over the past few years I've spoken with a few EV drivers and discussed the pros and cons of EVs. Tire wear, fueling times, repairs cost and things of this nature.

Mostly I had to listen to the cool part about saving the earth, peace, love, flowers, what's your sign? crap.

There was one guy I met that I respected. He told the truth as he saw it.

"It's a coal burner,"  he said. "It chews up tires, is powered by lithium batteries and uses other rare metals most of which are mined in Third World countries by children forced into slave labor. Just doing my part to save the planet."

With a grin I asked him if it bothered him that slave labor was being used to power his car and he grinned back and said, "Nah. They ain't MY kids."

I liked the guy, really. He was at least honest. He clearly wasn't one of the cool kids that was afraid to admit the downsides of EVs. 

He grew serious and said that having children mine rare metals was a human disgrace. I agreed with him 100%. It most certainly is a disgrace. A number of heads shoud roll over that one.

Still, the cool kids run around acting like because they bought a very expensive car that runs on a elecrticity instead of fossil fuels  which makes them a part of the in crowd. (Go to YouTube and look up Sam the Sham and the Pharoahs. 'I'm in with the out crowd'. That's me.)

Still, the in crowd really doesn't care about much of anything but feeling relavant, on top of things. While they will likely speak out against child labor in the mines, fact is deep inside they really don't care a whole lot about it just so long as they get what they want.

Speaking of poverty and child miners, I get pretty tired of people in this country talking about poverty here. Fact is there is daamned little of true poverty in the country. SNAP benefits or not, nobody really starves. 

Granted there are some pretty crappy parents out there that send their kids off to school with empty stomachs but the fact is nobody is really starving. We live in a world where we have it so good that if the food stamps run late morbidly obese women start screeching about starvation.

Actually you have to look at things overseas to put things into perspective.

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Someone said that they should give out MREs to SNAP recipients.

My first thought was that it sounded like a pretty good idea because the people that didn't need SNAP but are on it would turn their nose up and the people that truly needed it would simply be grateful to have something to eat.

Then I remember that back in the day the government used to give out food instead of EBT cards and food stamps. People that truly need it accepted it gratefully. I remember the legendary 'gubmint cheese' that made wonderful grilled cheese sandwiches and macaroni and cheese that I would occasionally run into in my travels. While the government food given out wasn't generally fresh, it included a lot of staples.

I would have no problem with that whatsoever. 

The other thing I saw was during the shutdown some woman complaining that her baby daddy brought over a load of groceries instead of giving her cash. It was probably a wise idea. He wanted his kid fed instead of watching her getting her nails done on his nickel. I have always said that if women can afford nails, paintbrush eyelashes, expensive hair, and tattoos they can easily afford to feed themselves. 

Speaking of makeup and cosmetics, some clown on Nextdoor tried to give shoplifters a pass because they were stealing 'much needed cosmetics' to attract men with.

I shot back with "Quick fix. Wait until the fleet's in and wander into the bar just before closing time and you'll get all the male attention you want."

Needless to say, about 2/3s of the women went into screech mode and started running thier keyboards. It was very entertaining to say the least. I felt the need to back down a bit.

"Well, maybe they can find a Waffle House next to a strip club and drop in there after the club closes."

Back to SNAP. If you can afford nails, hair, tattoos and paintbush eyelashed you don't need SNAP. 

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Thanksgiving is going to run me about $60 for enough to feed 8-10 people.

Which ain't bad.

I'm actually feeding only 2 people this year but will cook the full meal for 8-10 because one of the things Thanksgiving is about is leftovers.

Lots and lots of leftovers. 

Some people hate leftovers. I love 'em.

Often I make a big pot of something just to create my own leftovers. A quick glance into the freezer shows me ten different containers of frozen leftovers.

Pizza, chili and spaghetti sauce are actually better after a day or two in the fridge. I don't know why that is but it seems to be true.

This year's Thanksgiving seems to be a pretty damned good source of leftovers.

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Ever had to hide the same body twice?

About 25 years ago when I was building an oversized back door stair landing I was gathering my materiels. A few days before I commenced the actual construction I happened by a garage sale and saw a leftover Halloween sleleton for five bucks. 

What do you do when you see a skeleton for five bucks? That's a keeper! You buy it.

Now that you have a skeleton what do you do with it? In a flash of inspiration I knew just what to do with it.

You half-bury it under the wood landing you are getting ready to build so the next owner tears it out and discovers it and $hits himself.

With any luck the new owner calls the police and they remove it and take it to the Allegheny County forensics lab where a highly trained scientist takes a DNA sample and sends it off the day before the newbie on the team finds 'Made in Taiwan' on the base of the skull.

It gave me great joy walking on the landing looking forward to the day I would get a good laugh from my grave.

Luck was not with me because they changed the recipe on pressure treated lumber and the landing rotted out too early. The other day I had to tear the landing out. I opted not to replace it. The new landing would simply be grass.  

Needless to say, I had to dig up the skeleton which was a very disappointing thing to do. The joke was on me which is OK because I can laugh at myself.

Of course now I had to hide the body again.

I went through things and found an old tarp, laid the skeleton on it and wrapped it up and tied it into a nice bundle. Then I threw it in the pickup bed with all of the rotten wood and carted it off to the dump.

The dump is interesting. You back into a huge building and simply pile your stuff on a concrete floor and a huge bucket truck comes by, scoops it up and dumps it into a large truck. The truck hauls it off to wherever.

I pulled the body out first and piled the landing scraps and rotten wood on top of it and pulled ahead. Along came the bucket and scooped it up and deposited in the truck, hopefully never to be seen again.

It's fall and had it been spring most likely I would have buried in the back yard and planted endangered flowers on top of it because it would then be illegal to dig it up.

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