NOT WUNDERKIND
ALL HAVE SINNED
BEELZEBUBS BOYS 
VLLAD! HELP! THEY FINALLY BROKE THROUGH THE BALKANS!
ISIS (Islamic state of Iraq and the Levant) recently posted a gruesome video of the beheading of journalist James Foley as an open challenge to America. Along with the video went the message that the United states was In the crosshairs as well. The threat is a common one, used by such as Al-Qaeda and their ilk. But this threat has different dimensions than previous threats. They have huge money ,and they have a virtual army of bloodthirsty troops ready to do the bidding of the leadership. They have acquired real-estate that is greater in area than Syria or Iraq. Large regions of both strife – ridden states have been carved then combined to form ISIS’s caliphate.
Their violence is beyond description, their intentions are nihilistic to the extreme and with a modern-day Caliphate they can easily acquire a suitcase nuke or two. We could see Obama’s home town, Chicago, Illinois sprout a mushroom cloud.
In the days of the cold war, we had nuclear holocaust drills. At the bell grade-schoolers would line the school hallways, cover and crouch. To kiss our little asses goodbye? Probably.
But all sensed that the opponents had a rational desire to thrive and an ability to appreciate the consequences of rash action. We owned despots, they owned despots and most regional questions were decided by proxy. At no time did one feel an irrational nut had single handed sway over the fate of the world. There are no governing factors in the ISIS playbook Apocalyptic, nihilistic, eager to usher in the twelfth Imam and begin Armageddon. ISIS is too extreme for Al Qaida and is denied affiliation for tactics beyond the pale by miles. ISIS is a plane ticket away. Our borders are open and an army of thousands could be brand new Texans in very short order. The most wise mindset is that they are already here and more are in transit.
. “………something wicked this way comes.”
Have you ever laid your head to rest and heard your own heartbeat? Did it frighten you to listen for fear it might stop? Here is a picture of that silence where the dead find out they are dead. It is fear of your own mortality that must be faced. The heart of darkness.
I would like to take this opportunity to announce that I will not be able to maintain my blog for about two weeks hence. Going to check out Greece, Italy and France then home on the 21st. I will be posting again on the 22nd.
I cannot overstate how important each reader is. The challenge to improve my blog has been a saving grace in the last year. It has literally saved my sanity through some difficulties.. So thank you, peruse my postings if you wish and I will see you in a couple of weeks.
John
THE CRUCIBLE
THE WOMB OF BEELZEBUB
STRATIGIC, NOT HUMANITARIAN CEASE FIRE
Hamas was voted into power by the Palestinians, the very people being instructed to “bare their chests to the Israeli fire.” Hamas charter defines their goal as the annihilation of Israel. Now an Israeli soldier has been abducted, which gins up the stakes exponentially for the Israeli’s. Hymie don’t play this, you don’t kidnap an Israeli soldier. The launch tube snipe hunt will be replaced with the finding and killing Hamas leadership under full occupation, troops, tanks, the whole schlemiel “pardon my Yiddish.” Escalation wet dream of Hamas. Hey why not, it’s the women and children, not Hamas leadership, who takes the heat!
A death-cult against the world. The multigenerational depth of the Cult, unless it is somehow catastrophically destroyed en masse’, ensures fresh jihadi to offset attrition in the ranks. While our children sleep with sugar-plum fairies dancing in their dreams, little Ibrahim is trained in beheading, Even the Japanese weren’t as crazed to die as the Muslims.
When one speaks to the host of Beelzebub he is beguiled by the formless whisper of a throbbing cloud of flies. The devil is a deceiver, and he will use our love of life as a weakness against us. Heed not the overtures of truce. These are just strategic breaks for Hamas as well as windows to redeploy and resupply. ‘Strategic‘ cease fires.
The depth of the depravity of the present day press club defies imagination. There are no boundaries I could construct that they couldn’t joyously shatter. I have never encountered a more in-the-face abandonment of professional ethics than that of the American Press. during the Obama Days.
, I hear nothing, I speak no uncomfortable truth, I drink the kool-aid
FOR SHAME EGYPT!
OH YEAH…. SOMOLIA
Amid the relentless caterwauling about the evil Israelis persecuting the famous teddy bear manufacturers, Hamas ‘R’ Us and essentially, the Muslim Brotherhoodies, we find a moment of rational thinking and a civil delivery of the message backing the Israeli position on Gaza punitive expedition.
I used to linger around the handgun counter at the Gibsons Retail store on the north side of the square of my hometown Alva, Oklahoma. Usually I would be at the Gibsons late in the afternoon, as I made my way home after the Sunday Matinee at the Rialto.. On request they would let me handle the pistols for about as long as I wanted. Always friendly and accommodating good customer relations..
Many a summer morning saw me walking through town, heading either to or from the Nescatunga River with my rifle in the crook of my arm. I was your average small town boy living a small town childhood. Basically the behavior and rules were the same for any kid in town.
To see a young person briskly walking down a city sidewalk with a rifle across his shoulder would alarm none. The number of mass murders at schools when I was a young teen was exactly “0”. When I was 15 years old I bought an M1 carbine. It was a semi-automatic rifle developed as a weapon for the military.
The reason I could walk through town brandishing a weapon was that the social fabric of the American culture was so tightly knit back then that anomalies as lone psychos with guns were a bit fewer and farther in between than today. A good man can be a dead man if he is frightened of the weapon that would save him.
Gotta break a few eggs….
JACKHAMMERJOHN 
