Monday, November 25, 2013

Thanksgiving 2022...The Sad Shape of Things to Come:

As we arrive at Thanksgiving Week 2013, I look at what has happened to America over the years since the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth Rock....the changes came slowly at first, as the young nation struggled...we were the pride of envy of the world, post WWII.  America had a good run, sadly, beginning with FDR, even before the victory over the Japs and Nazi trash of the war, things began to unravel...first slowly, then with LBJ so called "Great Society" the nation began to head towards Hell on a rail.  With the election of a Racist Marxist Fool name Barack Obama{not his real name of course}, the final nails are being hammered into this Republic's Coffin.

With that we look forward nearly a decade to Thanksgiving 2022:

Thanksgiving 2022

"Winston, come into the dining room, it's time to eat," Julia yelled to her husband.
"In a minute, honey, it's a tie score," he answered.
Actually Winston wasn't very interested in the traditional holiday football game between Detroit and Washington. Ever since the government passed the Civility in Sports Statute of 2017, outlawing tackle football for its "unseemly violence" and the "bad" example it sets for the rest of the world", Winston was far less of a football fan than he used to be. Two-hand touch wasn't nearly as exciting. Yet it wasn't the game that Winston was uninterested in. It was more the thought of eating another Tofu Turkey. Even though it was the best type of VeggieMeat available after the government revised the American Anti-Obesity Act of 2018, adding fowl to the list of federally-forbidden foods, (which already included potatoes, cranberry sauce, and mincemeat pie), it wasn't anything like real turkey.
And ever since the government officially changed the name of "Thanksgiving Day" to "A National Day of Atonement" in 2020, to officially acknowledge the Pilgrims' historically brutal treatment of Native Americans, the holiday had lost a lot of its luster.
Eating in the dining room was also a bit daunting. The unearthly gleam of government-mandated fluorescent light bulbs made the Tofu Turkey look even weirder than it actually was, and the room was always cold. Ever since Congress passed the Power Conservation Act of 2016, mandating all thermostats - which were monitored and controlled by the electric company - be kept at 68 degrees, every room on the north side of the house was barely tolerable throughout the entire winter.
Still, it was good getting together with family. Or at least most of the family.
Winston missed his mother, who passed on in October, when she had used up her legal allotment of life-saving medical treatment. He had had many heated conversations with the Regional Health Consortium, spawned when the private insurance market finally went bankrupt, and everyone was forced into the government health care program. And though he demanded she be kept on her treatment, it was a futile effort. "The RHC's resources are limited," explained the government bureaucrat Winston spoke with on the phone. "Your mother received all the benefits to which she was entitled. I'm sorry for your loss."
Ed couldn't make it either. He had forgotten to plug in his electric car last night, the only kind available after the Anti-Fossil Fuel Bill of 2021 outlawed the use of the combustion engines - for everyone but government officials. The fifty mile round trip was about ten miles too far, and Ed didn't want to spend a frosty night on the road somewhere between here and there.
Thankfully, Winston's brother, John, and his wife were flying in.
Winston made sure that the dining room chairs had extra cushions for the occasion. No one complained more than John about the pain of sitting down so soon after the government-mandated cavity searches at airports, which severely aggravated his hemorrhoids. Ever since a terrorist successfully smuggled a cavity bomb onto a jetliner, the TSA told Americans the added "inconvenience" was an "absolute necessity" in order to stay "one step behind the terrorists."
Winston's own body had grown accustomed to such probing ever since the government expanded their scope to just about anywhere a crowd gathered, via Anti-Profiling Act of 2022. That law made it a crime to single out any group or individual for "unequal scrutiny," even when probable cause was involved. Thus, cavity searches at malls, train stations, bus depots, etc., etc., had become almost routine. Almost.
The Supreme Court is reviewing the statute, but most Americans expect a Court composed of six progressives and three conservatives to leave the law intact. "A living Constitution is extremely flexible", said the Court's eldest member, Elena Kagan. "Europe has had laws like this one for years. We should learn from their example," she added.
Winston's thoughts turned to his own children. He got along fairly well with his 12-year-old daughter, Brittany, mostly because she ignored him. Winston had long ago surrendered to the idea that she could text anyone at any time, even during Atonement Dinner. Their only real confrontation had occurred when he limited her to 50,000 texts a month, explaining that was all he could afford. She whined for a week, but got over it.
His 16-year-old son, Jason, was another matter altogether. Perhaps it was the constant bombarding he got in public school that global warming, the bird flu, terrorism, or any of a number of other calamities were "just around the corner", but Jason had developed a kind of nihilistic attitude that ranged between simmering surliness and outright hostility. It didn't help that Jason had reported his father to the police for smoking a cigarette in the house, an act made criminal by the Smoking Control Statute of 2018, which outlawed smoking anywhere within 500 feet of another human being. Winston paid the $5,000 fine, which might have been considered excessive before the American dollar became virtually worthless as a result of QE13.
The latest round of quantitative easing the federal government initiated was, once again, to "spur economic growth." This time, they promised to push unemployment below its years-long rate of 18%, but Winston was not particularly hopeful.
Yet the family had a lot for which to be thankful, Winston thought, before remembering it was a Day of Atonement.
At least, he had his memories. He felt a twinge of sadness when he realized his children would never know what life was like in the Good Old Days, long before government promises to make life "fair for everyone" realized their full potential. Winston, like so many of his fellow Americans, never realized how much things could change when they didn't happen all at once, but little by little, so people could get used to them. He wondered what might have happened if the public had stood up while there was still time, maybe back around 2012, when all the real nonsense began.
"Maybe we wouldn't be where we are today if we'd just said 'enough is enough' when we had the chance," he thought.
Maybe so, Winston. Maybe so.

Mark Twain once said: “It’s easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled.”
 
I'm not sure who penned this, but give credit to a guy that calls himself BB on a sports site I frequent...it was put in the "Joke" section...but sadly, the truth is closer than we may think.
 
Celebrate Thanksgiving this week, in the age of Obama and the PC Police, who knows how many more we will be allowed?
 
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Friday, November 22, 2013

November 22, 1963



Here it is a Friday, November 22nd, and we have had a cold rain for the past 36 hours...it seems to be dissipating, but  the day ahead promises plenty of clouds, and the temperatures will slowly begin to fall as the weekend approaches...by Sunday the high will be but 26, so the Weather Channel says.

So, if you are old enough to remember, where were you on Friday, November 22nd, 1963....50 years ago this day....?

Friday 11/22/63 in Celina, Ohio, was much like today, rain, rather cold, and pretty miserable, weather wise....it would be the day that would change America forever.

Now don't get me wrong, as a 14 year old, zit faced Freshman, politics was a interest to me, but not a life involved pursuit.  When Kennedy ran against Nixon in 1960, I was growing up in Venice, Florida, and supported Tricky Dick.  Dad's side of the family were Republicans, mom's Democrats, although I don't recall at that early age of 11, either one was all that interested in politics....I was, and supported Nixon.  By the time Kennedy took that trip to Dallas Texas, 50 years ago, I was still a supporter of the GOP, and did not particularly like JFK, but despised his running mate, LBJ, even more....he was a despicable asshole, I still feel that way today, although my feelings towards John Kennedy have changed.

JFK, it turns out, was, in retrospect, a Conservative in fiscal matters, not the starry eyed leftist that the media would have you believe...sure he was a womanizing jerk, much like Bill Clinton...the big differences between Clinton and Kennedy were that JFK had a better taste in women, and unlike Clinton,  JFK was not a Marxist toad from the get-go....Kennedy, unlike the draft dodging Arkansas hick, was a real war hero. 

Looking back, Kennedy was a mediocre President, but did not spend enough time in office to really do much....LBJ, on the other hand, began the slide that continues today...Vietnam, The Great Society, and other disasters....his legacy on Civil Rights is what turned the Black Community from post 1860  freed slaves, into the Welfare and Bastard Children slaves much of that so-called "community" is today.  Slaves they are, of the Jackson's, Obama, and Nanny State.....but that discussion can wait for another time and place...I will turn back to 11/22/63.

I had just entered my Freshman Algebra class in the basement of the old Celina Insurance Building, a one year temporary site for the Freshman Class only, as Celina High School was ready to begin transition from the old High School on East Livingston Street{where the varsity basketball field house and administration is housed still today} to the new school on East Wayne Street....that building, now nearing 50 years old, is still in use today as the "new" Celina High School.

Our Algebra Teacher, Mr. Chapman, waiting for the restless 7th period class to settle, began his speech...."President Kennedy was shot today in Dallas, it is presumed he is dead"!  I don't recall my exact emotions, but I do recall thinking to myself..."That means that asshole, LBJ, is going to be President"...Asshole was mild, compared to what that son of a bitch inflicted on America, as bad of President as this republic has seen...now residing right in the bowels of Hell along with Woodrow Wilson and FDR, and where Carter and the current resident of the White House will surely join them.

The weekend would turn cloudy, dry, and cold.  College and NFL games would be cancelled, and the family would set in front of the tube...watching it all, including Lee Harvey Oswald getting gunned down by Jack Ruby.  50 years...it has flown by in the blink of an eye, the age of innocents is long gone...mom still believes LBJ had a hand in the murder...me?  I'm not so sure, although it would not surprise me a bit.

Looking back, the age of "Camelot" was a fraud, JFK was nothing special, the Kennedy Clan in general, nothing more than a bunch of inbred children of privilege of a Boston Rum Runner.  Drugs, insanity, murder, and topped off by The Swimmer, Ted Kennedy, are the real legacy of the Kennedy's, but the events of November 22, 1963, have led many Americans to wrongly think differently.

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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Sliding into Winter....


Looked and here it is, 9 days past my last post...my longest dry spell since I begin that journey back in July 2007...I lay it on being bored as Hell, and having laid out much of my past life{that part worth telling} over the years....but I will move ahead and forward with this.

Last weekend, we celebrated grandson Kasyn's, 2nd birthday{he actually turns 2 this coming Sunday} this past Saturday in Centerville....we, Patricia, Anissa, and me, joined about 35 other friends and family members at the guest house at the pool clubhouse they rented...Trains was the theme, and it was a "hit", including the younger kids getting to smack the Train Pinata.

Other than that I have stayed busy with basketball scrimmage work, rotating between Celina, St. Marys, and south to Versailles....after a Junior High boys scrimmage in St. Marys last night, I have three left...Celina tomorrow night and Saturday Morning, and a JV/Freshman Boys roundup at Versailles on Friday night...then a week off for Thanksgiving, before opening my regular season on the 30th at Paulding.

Thanks about it, except for the cooler than normal, along with windy weather of the past week...

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Photos-Kasyn at 2nd birthday.....playing slugger on the Train Pinata, and getting ready to blow out the candles...

Monday, November 11, 2013

Veterans Day 2013/Why is Obama Destroying the Military?

Took a quick trip to Wisconsin...up on Friday morning, back by last night.  Spend our "Thanksgiving" with Patricia's folks, as to avoid the colder and more likely snow filled late Thanksgiving up that that this year.  Ate too much, drank too much Brandy, and a few beers, before we heading back south after breakfast out early yesterday.

On the way home we tripped around O'Hare and met with oldest son Sam at a place called "Egg Harbor" and had another breakfast with him and a Ohio State friend of his, Sean, who now lives in Iowa, but was sent to Chicago this week on business....I had the Very Berry Oatmeal, with muffin...pretty interesting, and since I had an egg omelet earlier back in Oconomowoc, I was "egged" out.

We had a nice hour or so meet, and meandered our way, avoiding the multiple lanes for as much of the trip as possible...finally arriving back in Celina well after dark, at 6:45pm....but the dark still doesn't match southeast Wisconsin, where the sun sets at 4:30 and it is pitch black by 5:15....along
with the cold two reasons I despise winter.

Dartball at Mendon tonight, followed by a rules meeting in Van Wert Wednesday, then 3 days of scrimmages....Saturday morning a early scrimmage in Celina, then off to celebrate grandson Kasyn's 2nd Birthday in Centerville.  His actual birthday is November 24{born on Thanksgiving evening in 2011}.

Obama's Military Madness....

Today is Veterans Day, largely ignored in today's America.  Sure there are those that give faked salutes to Veterans past and present, and some actually care, usually parents of those currently serving or vets themselves.  Others truly honor what some have sacrificed, but the large majority could give a rat's ass less, especially a gay bladed Kenyan in the White House, the Commander and Chief of today's new and not improved military.

My two sons are now 31 and 29, and I never encouraged them to join the service...in fact, I told them it was their individual choice, but that in today's atmosphere there would be no way in Hell, given the fact that we are fighting to save a gaggle of Middle Eastern Morons that despise us and would kill us in a heartbeat, why would one serve?  The other reason....is a country of freeloaders that elect Bill Clinton, a draft dodging asshole, worth serving?  Then you get a illegal Kenyan in office, who despises this country making it worse....the only reason to serve would be to rid ourselves of this asshole....one who has turned the military into a jumble of anti-
Christian, pro pervert, weeding out the leaders, who don't walk lockstep with the Fuhrer Obama, military.  Obama is trying to make the members of the military look, act, and think, like him....and he is succeeding.


While I still salute those that I served with, those who served before me, and those true Patriots who serve now....I cannot stand what is happening under this evil fool who is destroying the very foundation of the fighting forces....once our Military is doomed, the Republic will fall like

a deck of cards, and that dear readers, is exactly Obama's plan.

Something to think about on this Veterans Day 2013...

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Photos-The Berry Oat Meal Breakfast at "Egg Harbor"....the 4:30 sunset at Oconomowoc, Wisconsin, and me at 19  in Sky Cop Schoo, and less than a year later at Nha Trang, South Vietnam.  And I have no idea why I can't elimintate the duplicate photos....Blogger is taking a crap, as usual....



Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Roundball Time!


Just a few days{4} after my final Football Game, a Varsity encounter at Spencerville....I headed south to Versailles yesterday afternoon.  The occasion was my first basketball work of the season, a combined Girls Varsity/JV threeway with the home team, St. Marys and Troy.  Working a few 3 man crews on the Varsity side and a 2 man on the JV side, we finished up in about 2 hours...Pizza and Gatorade was waiting on players, coaches, and officials when we ended our work, I opted out of the Pizza, despite it looking tasty, grabbed a Gatorade and headed home....the dark roads made one realize that winter was approaching...Daylight Savings Time had ended this past weekend, and it now is pitch black before 6pm, but the time Christmas comes and the days start once again getting longer, it will be pitch black by 5pm,,,,not nearly as early as some locations however, I remember delivering a RV to Maine a decade or so ago, and I pulled into the dealership on a Friday Afternoon at 3:15 to unload the merchandise, it was already dark, now those are short days, even compared to western Ohio.

This was my first scrimmage, and my next will be a week from tomorrow, which will be followed by 7 more over a 10 day stretch, then a week's break before my regular season begins on November 30th...same day at the Ohio State/Michigan Football Clash....hopefully the football game is early, so I can catch it before heading to Paulding to toss the ball up.

The things that separate baseball, football, and basketball officiating are many...from fan and coach interactions, to the work out you get are as varied as the sports involved.  Basketball, especially the 2 man crew working Boys JV, is the most physical....that's why I took less of those this year and replaced them with Junior High, and a handful of 3 man varsity games, in both girls and boys hoops.  Not sure how many more years I will work basketball and football...but despite pushing that decision back, I will know when it's time...Baseball, on the other hand, I will likely continue to work until I can't walk or see....or until I drop...I can think of worse ways to go.

Light rain falling this morning, and tonight I will head to Van Wert for my 3rd Association Meeting on the rules and changes in this years High School Roundball scene.

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