Monthly Archives: May 2018

No guns, No Problem,…Right?

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Gun-free UK: Drive-by shooters spray house with bullets at site of “several anti-terror raids”

Well, well it’s good to be disarmed and safe and snug as a bug.  They got rid of the firearms so no innocent person will be harmed.  Now they have started modifying knives to have no sharp point as a measure of cutting down (pun intended) on increasing knife attacks.

At one time the saying, “The sun never sets on the British Empire” was true. From Uganda to the Falkland Islands the British contact with the third world was made in countless different cultures around the world. A number of desperate populations from different countries and cultures immigrated to Britain.

Now it seems to be a critical mass has been attained that can back and support an aggressive stance by the Muslim transplants .  Stabbings in the land without guns. Now it’s Knives……Knives, vehicle rundowns, bombings, biological and chemical poisenings  are but a few of the alternatives to guns. But guns are just as well… And easily attainable on a thriving black market.

Oops did I do it Again (says the mainstream media)

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My face was soaked with the foaming spittle  spraying from my computer screen as I read mad dog foaming at the mouth tirades over Trump keeping people in dog cages.

I lived through the civil rights struggle of the sixties. Anti-war demonstrations,  the riots, all the countercultural claptrap of the sixties and seventies and on and on and on,  in all the convulsions of  a country losing its identity. But I never saw the raw vitriol and homicidal rages that are filling a chasm that rips down the guts of our Republic like I see now on the social network. I fear for the future of my country. Click the pic below to read about the true history of this photo. Words been spread that they are innocent immigrants cruelly caged by Trump. But the photo was taken in 2014, during the Obama administration.

 

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AIRIAL VIEW OF OHMAHA BEACH AND THE AMRICAN CEMETRY WAR DEAD IN NORMANDY,FRANCE

My father served in the Navy in the Pacific theater. But I have, with my wife, (Deb) walked the grounds of this cemetery. Omaha beach, where many gave the full measure, is pictured to the left of the cemetery. My father came home from the Pacific. He did not say much about his war as it was the custom of men of his generation to remain silent about such matters. And to be honest, as I was growing up, I was not concerned about his war experiences. I was a self centered child.

Now that I am 62 I have a different perspective on matters. I do not presume to have the words to speak for him. My father was just a young man from a tiny town in northwestern Oklahoma. He was not a professional warfighter. He was a citizen soldier.

But it was a war won by such men.

                                                              THANK YOU

 

A Day at the Beach

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This video was left on my Facebook….I had the privilege of standing on Omaha beach a couple of years ago. I have one little container of sand and pebbles from the beach. I am as proud of that little bottle as I am all that I have achieved in my life.  As I sit here, secure and safe as a bug in a rug, I am reminded that all I have and all I will have in this life is a gift from the first man off the Higgins boat that fell as the gangway dropped.  Whether he  fell from a shot from a  MG42 or drowned by the weight of his gear, he is a greater man than I. He heard the  clarion call of a world in peril, he heard the call of his country, and he put himself in harms way for me, you, all who have come after him and all those who will come after us. He is a hero and I thank him and all those who have been lost answering the call to duty.

Thank you

WHERE IS THE MAN WHO STANDS IN HARMS WAY ?

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Driving in a blizzard.  You ever drive in a snowstorm. I mean  real storm with zero visibility and white-out conditions. Do you remember, (during night drives through snowstorms) loosing sight of the lines on the highway along with the ability to see any landmarks beside the road that would help orient you to where the road is and where you are? It is in times like this you really get bitch-slapped by the importance of knowing where the boundaries are, how fast you are travelling, and where the turns and ditches are?

I am married and as happy as I am, so I am safely out of the fray. But I would hate to be dating these days, the boundaries are new and I am confused. I believe in courtly manners, I believe in chivalry.  I am a big back patter and occasionally I hug….. if I have known you for a while.  It is unsettling to  see men who are publicly pilloried and ruined professionally and/or privately for pinching someone’s rear.  I see behaviors brought to  court  that would, (within my lifetime) be considered no more than bad manners.. There was a time when a  pinch on the bottom would get a man a sound slap (or two) across the face. Or, should she be accompanied by a male,  a can of whoop-ass would snap as it was opened on the mashers face.