He is not here...

 ...as He said

Peace

It is Finished...

                    Patricia Brintle

Peace
 

Zero Sense...

 Peace

The night before...

 Peace

Don't be a Dick...

 

Peace.

Though it's hard to tell...

 ...it appears the Ukrainians are hanging on.  

I'm not a strategist, but I do know that there has to be bold action along with thoughtful planning to assure success in battle.  The US is overly fearful of what Putin might do.  That seems painfully obvious.  There seems to be a fear of being forced to take bold action, if whatever less bold action we undertake makes escalation become necessary.  Meanwhile, people die.  And Putin is still a threat to the entire world.  I guess that time will tell. 

But what do I know? 

Peace

Change of Address...

 

The Lithuanian city of Vilnius has changed the name of one of its streets.  The Russian Embassy now needs to order new letterhead and business cards.

Rock The Fuck On.

Anyone reading this who lives in Washington D.C., NYC, Houston, or San Fran?  Perhaps you should contact your mayor and suggest renaming the street that the Russian Embassy is on in those cities Ukranian Heroes Street?  Or Volodymyr Zelenskyy Boulevard? Just a thought.  Keepin' it real.

Peace.

In A Land Far Away...

 

"We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other's children" ~~Jimmy Carter

Ukraine is begging the world for help.  Help to save its very life.  

The world is standing by, watching, doing the safe thing.  Applying sanctions.  

I pray that those sanctions work.  I hope it is enough.

But in the days and weeks and months ahead, while we wait, Putin will continue to kill Ukrainians with impunity.

Every day the Ukrainian people resist, alone.  Putin's war against them will become more violent.  The targets will become softer.  More civilians will be targeted and will die.  More infrastructure will be destroyed.  Putin will stop at nothing to destroy the will of the Ukrainian people.

And if Putin prevails in his war against Ukraine...  Well, if that happens I'd hate to be Latvia. Or Lithuania. Or Estonia.  Poland and Czechoslovakia may not even be safe from Putin's aggression.  USSR v.2

This has happened before.  Same part of the world.  It isn't Jews this time, but it's the same.  Putin is thumbing his nose at the world right now, daring us to get involved.

And while we admit that the world is shrinking, that the economy is global, that diseases can affect every human being on the planet as fast as a jet can fly from point to point, we claim that the Ukrainian fight is not our fight.

But it is, whether we admit it or not.  Vladimir Putin is a bad actor.  He is a threat to world peace.  And we're going to watch, like we watched Hitler in the 30s.  Because Ukraine doesn't belong to our Home Owners Association.

Watching the events in Ukraine right now is, to me, like watching a bully beat the life out of my younger brother and me being unable to step in and prevent it.

Anyway.

Peace

You would have had to know her...

 

This popped up in my fb memories this morning.  I laughed and cried at the same time.  

Judy would sometimes make comments that were waaaaayyyyyyy out in left field, out of the blue.  Sometimes unintentionally. Sometimes to get a reaction.  She was eating peanut butter toast and drinking chocolate milk.  I was having cereal and toast, coffee with cream.  

She delivered this with the straightest face.  I tried not to laugh.  A question disguised as a statement.  She didn't preface it with "Remember..."  I delivered my "yeah" without emotion.  She knew what I would say.  She finished her statement.  I about died laughing.  Like I said, you would have had to know her.

Peace

I can't think of a title...

 I like Elton.  I like this song.  This video is... sad.  And hopeful. And representative of the human condition, in my opinion.

I lost my Judy coming up on 5 years ago.  An ER doctor made a mistake.  He didn't listen closely.  He didn't do his "due diligence".  He made some assumptions that were wrong.  He had all of the information that he needed to not cause my wife's death.  Whether you want to believe it or not, male doctors treat women differently.  

Anyway.  Judy loved music.  I love music.  Sometimes the music moves me closer to my Judy.  I still love her.  I miss her.

This song, this video... they can make me smile.

But...  life is strange.  And it goes on.  "We, the living..."

Peace.

Disinformation...

 

So, there was a fella commenting on this meme:

"Nicholas B. The US media has it's faults, but there's a WORLD of difference between it and the Soviet, er I mean, Russian media. It's kind of shocking how so many people don't seem to realize this false equivalence. It's like saying getting medical advice from a 20-yr old's YouTube channel is just as good as advice from a doctor with 30 years experience."

Nicholas appears to be a nice enough guy.     His political ideology seems to be different than mine, which is ok.  He appears to believe that the government checkbook is the appropriate answer for solving every social problem.  Whatever.

It's  just a meme...

Peace

 

I know it's hard...

I know it's hard.  I spent over half of the $250 that I took home each month from my job in the Army on rent.  I was young.  We were young.  We wanted to be together and we were willing to do whatever it took to make that happen.  Even if it meant being broke all the time, barely able to pay the bills...  Judy was good at juggling things and making sure that the utility bills were always paid before they got shut off.

I know it's hard.  I know that rent is still expensive today.  And groceries.  And gas.  We lived through the 70s.  55 mph speed limits.  Gas rationing to odd and even days based on the number on your license plate.  Stations out of fuel, long lines.  And it was expensive.  The price of gasoline went from less than 40 cents a gallon to a dollar a gallon in about a year.  But we figured it out.  We worked extra hours.  Judy took a job.  It was crazy, but it's the way it was.

And it isn't the Boomers doing it to you, though we're easy to blame.  Boomers have been retiring for the past 20 years.  It's your parents who hold all that property, and your peers.  

The next big thing will be rising interest rates... Worse than the early 80s when we thought that we were "all that" when we were able to get a mortgage at 13% while the going rate was 14%... These young folk think there is a housing crisis/rent crisis now? Hold my Beer! Give it 6 months... 'ol Joe.

 

Anyway, I don't know what changed.  We grew up believing that we had to work for what we wanted.  You had to figure it out...  ;)

 

Anyway...  just rambling.

 

Peace.

 

It could never happen here...

 

Don't wait...

 

Of course, if you love them, let them know...  

Either way, when they're gone, they're gone.

Peace.

So it goes...

 

Peace.

Leftists...

Leftists are bullies. It's part of what makes them Leftists. There was honor in "Liberalism", once upon a time. There are very, very few Liberals around these days. I don't know many of them.  I doubt you know many...

There are, OTOH, Leftists everywhere. Like roaches.

And, like roaches, they stick their head out every once in a while, looking for something to destroy, but scurry for cover when confronted with the Light.

Liberalism in America gasped Its last breath with the implementation of the New Deal.  

So, anyway, please...  There is a difference.  Words have meaning.

Peace.

Not a Leftist...

Is the sentiment too extreme...?

 Snagged from a friend's fb post...

I think it's pretty much accurate.  The sad part is that the criminals in government have to know that they are violating the law.  Yet they continue to do it.  But they don't see themselves as criminals.  And the People continue to elect them.  So... who is stupid?

Happy Hump Day.

Peace.

Went to the range today...

 

11° F.  And a breeze.  It was kinda chilly.  My right thumb froze solid in just a couple of minutes.  (Remember the table saw accident last June?  Yeah, still a bit of feeling loss. Circulation isn't back to 100% yet. May never be.  You need your thumb to load the Ruger's rotary magazine.)  I was the only person at the ranges today, which was really nice.  

I took the Ruger American .22 LR Rimfire with the new Silencerco Sparrow 22 suppressor.  That's a Nikon .223 BDC scope on there.  It all works together pretty well.  I bought the scope for a different rifle, but it ended up collecting dust on a shelf in the basement when I went in a different direction with its original home.  It works fine on the rimfire.  I will figure out the adjustment values when it's a little warmer outside.  The Nikon scopes are clear and bright.  

I bought a Timney trigger for this rifle before I ever fired it.  (Because I am a fan of Timney triggers.  I have them on all of my Remington rifles) The factory trigger is actually pretty good.  The Timney is still in its blister pack on my desk. 

Anyway, it was good.  It was fun.  I "boresighted" the scope with my Wheeler magnetic laser before going out to the range.  It put it pretty close.  

The Sparrow suppressor makes it very comfortable to shoot without hearing protection.  That supersonic "crack" is gone.  I'm hoping to shoot some subsonic ammo soon.  Ernie tells me that is "whisper quiet".  

Rimfire rifles are fun.  They can be incredibly accurate; they can be used to hone your basic marksmanship skills for centerfire rifles, and they are inexpensive to shoot.

I'm looking for a Ruger 10/22 Target rifle like the one in the above photo.  I'm not even sure if they are still made.  I think so...  They came with either a Matte Black barrel, or Stainless.  I'd take either.

Anyway, that's it for now.  

Peace

What did you think was going to happen...?

The Party of Hate is collapsing upon itself.  For 8 years you were a racist, sexist, misogynist, homophobe if you failed to believe in obama and the Party.  It was mean and it was ugly.  Then, for the next 4 years you were a Trumpster or a Trumpette or any of a slew of derogatory terms if you voted for or supported tRump, tRumpf, etc.  The maturity of the Democrats with their anti-Trump name calling was out of this world.

Anyway, it sounds like their hatred is coming home to roost.  Grab some popcorn and sit back to watch the Democrat Party collapse upon itself...  

  

SMETHPORT, Pa. (AP) — Some Democrats here in rural Pennsylvania are afraid to tell you they’re Democrats.

The party’s brand is so toxic in the small towns 100 miles northeast of Pittsburgh that some liberals have removed bumper stickers and yard signs and refuse to acknowledge their party affiliation publicly. These Democrats are used to being outnumbered by the local Republican majority, but as their numbers continue to dwindle, the few that remain are feeling increasingly isolated and unwelcome in their own communities.

“The hatred for Democrats is just unbelievable,” said Tim Holohan, an accountant based in rural McKean County who recently encouraged his daughter to get rid of a pro-Joe Biden bumper sticker. “I feel like we’re on the run.”

The climate across rural Pennsylvania is symptomatic of a larger political problem threatening the Democratic Party ahead of the 2022 midterm elections. Beyond losing votes in virtually every election since 2008, Democrats have been effectively ostracized from many parts of rural America, leaving party leaders with few options to reverse a cultural trend that is redefining the nation’s political landscape.

Read it here: The brand is so toxic...

I hate to say it, but this makes me smile.

Peace.

Mental Health...

To participate in the foolishness of pretending that mental health issues related to gender identity are normal requires one to become a bit mentally ill oneself in order to successfully pretend that these gender identity mental illnesses are, in fact, normal, when one instinctively knows that they are not...

                       Photo Credit: Houston Chronicle

Meet Sam Brinson, 'ol Joe's Deputy Assistant Secretary of Spent Fuel and Waste Disposition in the Office of Nuclear Energy for the Department of Energy.

Sam wants to be identified as "they" or "them".  I think Sam is confused because, in conversation, Sam identifies its personal self as "I" or "me".  "I" and "me" are singular.  "They" and "them" are plural.  You are either one or you are many, you can't be both, Sam.  Please use "us" or "we" when speaking of yourself.  You know, to remain consistent.

'ol Joe gets to check off another box, I guess.  Or something.

Read about it here.   

Anyway, to each its own.

Peace