And today is just another work day

One of the things I hate most about USAREC is the fact that the people up top seem to always think in short term.  Oh sure, they plan things out for twenty years, but they have an OER coming up and they want to look good RIGHT NOW.

So they do whatever it takes to get that good OER.  Like telling their teams "You're going to work Saturdays to make mission."

Forget the fact that my team IS making mission.  Forget the fact that my team has made mission every year I've been here.  Forget the fact that my team has been THE TOP TEAM every year I've been here.  Somewhere, some other team hasn't made mission, and that might effect that officer's OER, so it's off to work Saturdays.

It is pathetic.  It is a short-sighted, abusive way to run a unit.  It is saying "We will beat up every team we have, and flog the really good teams to produce more, rather than fixing the actual problems, because it's easier to beat on the good teams than fix the bad ones."

Fixing the bad teams takes effort, don't you know.  Fixing the bad teams might mean looking at the systems and processes they use and saying "This is broken."  You never admit anything is broken.  You just ride your good teams into the ground until they can't function any more, and then you beat them even harder to keep going because that's just the easy route to success!

I can't wait to leave.

Another Bill Whittle video

Happy Stinking Commie Day!

Or "May Day", if you're a pinko commie tool.

I'm only half-joking about that.

Dear People of Los Angeles

I know that you are some of the laziest sacks of shit to ever befoul this country.  But shoving a shopping cart into a curb, when the cart corral is TWENTY FEET BEHIND YOU???

My disgust of this place grows on a daily basis.

It's come to this

Apparently, telling black people to mind the constitution is racist.

Dear black people -

Wait, let me rephrase that, because that's not fair.  I know far too many people with darker skin than I who are busting their butts right along side me day after day.  And I don't want to include them in that statement.

Dear Leftists -

If you decide that you don't want to follow the Constitution, also known as the LAW OF THE LAND, then I might decide that I don't want to follow it either.

You throw rocks and demand that the State commit violence on your behalf.

As of right now, I am part of the violence committing state, and guess just now much violence I'm going to commit for a pinko commie shitbag?  And now guess how much violence I'm going to commit against a pinko commie shitbag who tells me to attack the people who do follow the Constitution?

Although I suppose I shouldn't be shocked that this article is out there, openly advocating for violence and trashing of the Constitution.  After all, these are the people who have build a cult around Barack Obama that no truth, no reality can penetrate.  Obama could be caught in bed with a live boy AND a dead girl, and his cult would claim that anyone who objected to that is racist.

Keep your powder dry, folks.

Why I keep odd tools

So I had purchased a bicycle trailer, and it showed up today.  Needed assembly, of course.  I put it together, and pump up the tires to the recommended psi.

Problem - right tire is leaking air from the valve.  First thought through my mind is that I have a defective tube/valve in the tire.

Next thought through my mind:  "Huh.  I wonder if it's just the valve stem that's loose?  Did I keep the valve stem tool?"

Yes I did indeed keep the valve stem tool.  And yes indeed it was just a loose valve stem.  A couple of turns to the right, and it stopped leaking air.

And that's why I keep that tool.  Well, that, and the one I have stashed in my car so that I can remove the valve stems of the various assholes who park like they own the entire parking lot.

Headache

My wife is allergic to marijuana.

The smoke, in particular.  It triggers her migraine headaches.  It's just one thing in a long list of things that are triggers for her.  Most of what she's allergic to is food based, so it's easy enough to avoid.  Read labels.  Make sure food doesn't have certain ingredients in it.  So on and so forth.

But when you're out on a bike ride in the morning, and every bus-stop has some dipshit smoking weed like his life depended on it?  She got caught with a big blast of smoke towards the end of the ride, and by the time she got home five minutes later the visual symptoms were already hitting her.  By the time I left for work, she was curled up on the couch with the curtains drawn.

I can't beat the shit out of every loser who's doping up at a bus stop.  There's too many of them.  I wouldn't make it two blocks before I had to beat another loser half to death.

We have to plan our bike trips based on what streets have the most pot smokers, and try to avoid them.  But we can't even go on a bike path without plowing through a cloud of marijuana smoke that some no-life shitbag is blowing out as he gets high at 0630.

This city is a fucking cesspool, and once I escape I am never coming back.  It can fall off into the Pacific Ocean for all I care.  I wouldn't cry one tear for it.

Baltimore is burning

And I'm finding it hard to care.

Seriously - there comes a time where putting forth the effort to give a shit just doesn't seem worth it.  Do I pity the innocent folks there?  Yep, I do.  But given that Baltimore is the product of decades of Democrat/Proggie/Liberal polices that have been voted on over and over by the people who live there, I'm really just shrugging my shoulders and telling myself "Let it burn".

Why try to help them?  That's like putting a band-aide on a gangrenous foot.  It does no good, and ignoring the larger problem means you'll have to cut off the entire leg later, rather than the foot right now.

And let's face it - I can't do a damn thing for that city, and even if I could I would be called a racist and attacked by the people doing the rioting.

So sorry, my give-a-damn's busted.  Let it burn.  And then don't rebuild.  Just walk away, and leave them there in the ashes of their own hatred.

Russia hacked Obama's emails

On one hand, this kind of thing worries me.

On the other hand, it's not like that narcissistic, incompetent buffoon actually does any work.  What the the Ruskies find, anyway?  His tee time?  Pornographic love letters from MSNBC?

Hey, Cletus

I'd always heard the name Cletus as a red-necked yokel.  A fixture on the Simpsons TV show.  A generic name for any yahoo who screws up with a firearm.

Turns out, that name has a much more storied past.  The third pope.  Ever.

Today is his feast day, just so ya know.  Apparently the Romans didn't like that whole "Christian" thing and cut off his head.

That kind of ties in with how Christians are treated in the Middle East today, doesn't it?