Leftist Voter Fraud Strategy

This is more stuff that should be obvious even to the meanest intelligence –

Loss

My mom died last Friday 24 April, a little over a month after her 79th birthday, of complications associated with her small cell lung cancer, treatments for same, and a confluence of other health problems that have been ongoing for about the past 10 years.  I didn’t understand her as a human being and I wish I had.  I wish I’d been a better son.  Easy for me it is to justify the steps I’ve taken over my lifespan to differentiate, but today I just feel a sense of guilt and failure. Sadness. Grief.

More Political Stuff

What’s Really Going On?

Democrat politicians and their useful voter enablers generally want U.S. citizens to become dependent subjects and imagine that whatever they do in elected or appointed office is so important, it’s almost criminal to impede – by improving economic conditions, by allowing a partial government shutdown, by reducing the size or reach of government agencies, by adjudicating limits to government power – that any means are warranted to eliminate the threat to their collective agenda.

Mainstream media, in the U.S., tends to serve the purposes and advance the agenda of the Democratic party.  The bias is clear to any intellectually honest observer.

Regarding the current Chinese or Wuhan Covid-19 virus contagion, the Democrats are thrilled at the deleterious effect it is having on the economic health of the United States of America.  Typically, Democrats feel empowered when the economy is in the toilet – it allows them to enroll more citizens in programs that relegate them to status dependent upon government largesse.  And people who quickly become used to and dependent upon that taxpayer funded largesse typically vote for anyone who promises to continue providing and/or to expand same.  So, they’re loving this.

In addition to the foregoing, the manner in which the Chinese Coronavirus has applied the brakes to commerce appears to have poked a stick in the spokes to the economic upturn that has been one of President Donald Trumps extra-congressional accomplishments during his tenure in office.  Democrats love this.

Democrat fellow travelers in places like the World Health Organization appear to have provided misinformation (r/t lethality) and to have ignored early warnings r/t the Chinese coronavirus (provided by Taiwan).  World Health Organization staff may simply be incompetent or may have ideological reasons for behaviors like ignoring information provided by a source out of favor with a large geopolitical player like China.  Who knows which or whether?

Two Things at Once

During the WWII, the United States of America was able to wage war on multiple fronts, obtain mastery in all theaters of operation.  As a nation, we were able to do more than “two things at once.”  The presidential administration of Barrack Obama appeared intent upon diminishing the United States’ ability to function independently of other nations or conglomerations of nations (I regret the unintentional rhyming) in all spheres of endeavor.  That said, the people of the United States are in general not the diminished beings Obama and his handlers had re-imagined us as – serving an all-you-can-eat buffet-for-the-world host nation to the parasitic ambitions and needs of other nations and people groups around the world.

We can function economically and fight the spread of a disease at the same time.  The shutdowns and shelter-in-place orders will expire and, even while they are ‘active,’ we will continue to work and function in ways that make sense, that do not equal passive acquiescence to the statist, collectivist dreams of Democrat politicians.

 

I Bought A Cheap, Used Prius

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2008 Prius in Grandmotherly Green

Late last Fall, our Volvo XC70s (2004, 2006) required service, one after the other. I had to rent a car.  The Volvo repairs took a long time.  An acquaintance loaned us an ’05 Prius with 299,999 miles on the odometer (2nd generation Prius odos get stuck there).  The vehicle ran amazingly well, was a pleasant vehicle to drive in terms of overall comfort and responsiveness, used Regular fuel (unlike the Volvos) and got amazing gas mileage (unlike the Volvos).  Regarding vehicle reliability and maintenance, my acquaintance said, “I just get the oil changed wherever there’s a coupon.”  My daily commute is a 60 mile round trip.  Even though I felt 30 percent less manly driving that car, I decided I needed a Prius.

Prior to all this, my wife bought the latest model Rainbow vacuum cleaner.  Honestly, it’s a marvel and we use it a lot.  The Rainbow was the most expensive home appliance we’ve ever purchased.

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2004 XC70   –   2008 Prius   –   2006 XC70

Eventually, thanks to SearchTempest, I found an unprepossessing 2008 Prius in pale metallic green with about 202,000 miles on the odometer for less than $3000.  I mentioned the Rainbow vacuum cleaner because it cost more than my 2008 Prius.

We arranged to see the car on a Sunday at a small car lot, Georgia’s Finest Auto Brokers near Chickamauga Battlefield in North Georgia.  The car was as-advertised and the sale was without any hassle.

In our area we’ve got a Toyota dealership that can be trusted to manage service work and a really excellent independent mechanic who specializes in Japanese cars.  Since purchase, have put new tires, new 12-volt battery, front brakes and had a roof leak fixed (faulty seal under the leftside seam trim-piece where roof and body panels meet).  Car probably needs a tune up, but I’ve been getting between 39 and 45 mpg (depending on ambient temperature).

All in all, I’ve been pleased with the car.

ON THE OTHER HAND, I wish I’d checked out the available information at PriusChat prior to buying (for my wife) a 2016 Prius Three with Advanced Technology Package for a bundle of cash from Bill Penney Toyota of Huntsville, Alabama.  More about that disaster in another post when I get enough emotional distance to write clearly.

Don’t worry.  I still have and use firearms and vote my conservative conscience.  I still don’t believe any of the climate alarmism that’s functionally a religion for some people.  Saving money on fuel is what motivates my Prius ownership.

Yes, I know that one shed in the photo needs replaced.

Below please find a photo of a Franken-Benz monster car I saw February 3 at Spencer, Tennessee.  It’s in worse shape than that shed.

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Political Stuff

Skip this post if an off-the-cuff and free discussion of a few of my own opinions about politics in the U.S. is something you’re not interested in, is something that’ll upset you and interfere with your ability to function at home, work, or school.

Red State versus Blue State

This should be obvious to anyone who’s honestly given the matter thought.  Some newsroom media gatekeepers back when this dichotomous metaphor was introduced into the national dialogue/propaganda-stream and applied to Republican and Democrat leaning states or voting districts, respectively, made the color distinctions on the basis of left-leaning bias.  Let me explain.

In what passes for societal understanding today, the color red is in popular culture construed to represent extreme anger or danger.  See, for instance, that children’s film, Inside Out.  The little red guy is Anger.  And although blue may be said to connote depression – and this actually is in large measure applicable to leftists – blue also in our society connotes courage and steadfastness.  For instance, the old phrase, “True Blue,” as defined Merriam-Webster online dictionary means “unswerving loyalty, as to a party.”

Now, can you imagine what would have happened if the media-gatekeepers and their political handlers had reversed the color-coding?  In terms of metaphorical truth-telling and societal folk-meaning, election maps both local and national would have shown huge swaths of Blue whereas smaller sections of Red would have indicated concentrations of left-leaning, socialist, or stealth-communist voter populations.  The color Red is commonly associated with communism.  This would have been too much for the mainstream media to have to explain away on a frequent basis, so it was clearly the smart thing, in order to advance the cause of Democrat Party stealth-socialism to label conservative voting states and districts Red and their own as Blue.  That is what advances their “narrative.”

As to the actual symbolism of the American flag, I recall learning in elementary school that White represents purity and innocence, Red represents the blood shed by our Revolutionary War forebearers, and Blue represents their courage and fortitude.  A slightly differing but probably more accurate explanation of the American flag’s color symbolism may be found here.  And White – as a symbol of purity, of innocence?  There’s no place in what passes for public discourse for that idea.

Why isn’t anybody talking about this?

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez

Am I the only one who sees this?  Bulging eyes and shocking teeth like the Silent Era vampire, Count Orlock from the film, Nosferatu.

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Vampires are the hominid parasites of folklore

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Socialists are the human parasites of the present day

Life Since June

As my June 2019 post indicated, I’ve been focused much more on living life than photographing or writing about it.

Did I mention it here?  In June, for my wife’s birthday, I got it into my head to bake her a cake.  She requested a cherry chip cake made from scratch.  I ended up more assisting her than making it myself, but she was pleased.  It was good enough to eat.

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Frosting also from scratch

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Turned out the cake was edible

In July, my family and I motored north to my wife’s family farm in Indiana (I always hate writing ‘in Indiana’ but this time will not find another way to present that data) where my wife was briefly reabsorbed by her family, I spent a lot of time bicycling, and our son hung out with and bonded with his cousins.  I crashed or fell off my bike twice in the same day injuring a different shoulder each time and am still feeling the residual effects of one of the injuries.  Both falls were stupid and each was my own fault – while annoying, that truth actually does help me accept the ongoing pain.   Rode to Muncie, Prairie Creek Reservoir, small municipalities thereabouts.  I saw what looked like a heroes’-gate shrine of some sort.  No hero this writer, I didn’t walk through the gate although I found it open.

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Indiana chip and seal road

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Nazarene church parking lot where I crashed the first time.  Don’t ask.

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Muncie Chic-Fil-A.  I eat there every year.

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Only one graffiti snapshot.  Grassroots Christianity is an interesting phenomenon.

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Patriotic display in a poor community.  I really liked it.

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Heroes’ gate

Sometime during the intervening months, my car hit 222,222 miles, but I snapped the odometer photo at 222,223 – missed it by that much.

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Missed it by that much…

Last month, my son and I finally painted the mailbox’s weathered, white wooden post.  My mother has averted her eyes in shame the past 5 – 6 years when she’s come over to the house to visit due to the deficient pride in ownership that neglect has evidenced.  The month before, I finally finished sanding out the damage perpetrated by our yard’s squirrels upon three of my 2005 Pouch RZ96’s cockpit ribs.  I’d left the kayak assembled outdoors and neglected it during a dark period in my life when I worked in an agency maybe best described as the unfortunate-kid-from-the-dysfunctional-family-down-the-street of law enforcement.  About three weeks ago, I re-varnished the squirrel damaged ribs.

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I’ve been writing out my thoughts and ideas – working on a conceptualization of a variety of human interaction I refer to as “Shit Room Theory.”  It’s not ready for publication yet and I’m trying to figure out how to manage a lecture on the subject for my YouTube channel.  That said, in its embryonic form, the theory’s been of help to two or three individuals facing a variety of unpleasantness.

After having been in my “new” office since March of this year, I finally last month admitted to myself I was unable to make sense of the room’s shape, its space, for the purposes of hanging my stack of artwork and arranging my furniture.  Once I’d done that, I asked a family friend if she could help me out with the office and within the space of about 4.5 hours, she’d corrected and made sense of my office’s decor – I simply followed instructions and moved things, sorted clutter.  The woman’s a genius.  If it wasn’t a breach of my company’s rules, I’d post a couple of photos to prove it.

Within a couple of days of that, a family very dear to us relocated to Helena, Montana.  Theodore Zachariades has taken a position preaching at a Reformed Baptist congregation not far from that capitol as well as working with a Christian polemics website, Pulpit & Pen.  Although I haven’t had much contact with the Theodore and his family in the past year and a half, my world feels emptier with them hundreds of miles distant.  Not gone, as the Expanded Universe Mandos have it, just marching far away.

Yesterday morning, I assembled the RZ96 and with my son’s help loaded it onto my Volvo’s roof-racks and drove to a nearby slough with a put-in at a rural city park.  I gave the boy the good water shoes and wore a many year’s old pair from Wal-Mart that tore up while we were lining the boat through shallows.  This was his first time in a kayak, and he’d been nervous because he supposed the behemoth unstable.  By day’s end, however, he was comfortable enough to stand while underway to better view the scenery.  I hope you have all been well and that you enjoy the photos.

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My son saw what he referred to as a “bees’ nest.” We steered well clear of this hazard.

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Second lunch stop.  Dunno whether these were piers from bygone footbridge or part of an equally past-tense dam of some sort.

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In the shallows.  That’s a Klepper paddle probably my age.  We did some umbrella sailing early on.  My son didn’t think it would work and was amazed when it did.

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This is how I look when I’m smiling.  Obligatory selfie.

Life is for Living

As has been the case for the last two or three years, I’ve been busier and more interested in living life with my family than I have been in writing about it.  Here’s a little of what’s been going on:

A New Bike for 76

Last Thursday, I picked up a 2005 Gary Fisher Tarpon from a Craigslist seller for my son.  He outgrew and sold off his 1990s Giant Talon 7-speed mountain bike a couple of years ago and I’ve kept the money from that to go toward a new bike.  We tried to sell on Craigslist his 1970s Columbia Challenger in ride-able, original condition but got not even one query.  I convinced my son to donate the bike to a local bicycle club’s “reCycle” program for needy kids and told him I’d combine the value of that bike with the money from the Giant.  The Tarpon cost $65 – about 20 dollars over Bicycle Blue-Book’s valuation for an ’05 Tarpon in excellent condition, but the the bike was in such good shape I wasn’t going to insult the seller by offering less than 1/3 his asking price.  At $65, the bike came in well under the $327 the original dealer receipt indicated the seller paid in 2005.

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1970’s Columbia Challenger – above.

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2005 Gary Fisher Tarpon – yes, I have the original seat and plan to clean it up and install it if my son decides he hates the strange, spongy seat that’s on the bike, now.

Mother’s Day Breakfast

I haven’t really learned how to cook, but I can scramble eggs and am trying to learn how to make an omelet.  I usually arise on the weekends before dawn and head to the gym, then return to the house before my family is awake and make some kind of breakfast – scrambled eggs and tortillas with salsa, for instance.  On Mother’s Day, this year, I prepared a breakfast for my wife and son consisting of scrambled eggs, sausage patties, and biscuits.  I know, three things, right?  I was able to manage preparation times so that I cleaned up as I cooked and had everything on the table at about the same time.  Family was happy with my efforts, so I’ve done this two or three times since.

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Water Snake – Poisonous? Probably

Sometime close to Mother’s day, my son and I rode a local greenway and, while looking at a creek from a low bridge saw this snake.  We saw a couple of others that day, as well.

Water-Snake

Theis Holsters

For the sake of comfort, I wish we lived in a society where open-carry was the norm.  That said, Theis Holsters serve as a relatively comfortable inside-the-waistband means to concealed-carry my pistols.  I purchased the basic leather version – EZ Clip for my FNS-9c and the Single Clip for my Glock 42.

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Lunchtime Rides Continue

Since the weather’s dried up a bit – and it was about the wettest autumn and winter I can recall here in Southern Middle Tennessee – I’ve been keeping the Miyata 610 at the office and riding 3-5 miles during my lunch hours maybe three or four days a week.  Here’s the uphill view from one of the routes I take:

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