Ho-Lee-Crap Thunderstorms

We got a gully-washer kicking off right now.  I wonder if it'll keep the pollen down for a bit.

When I say "gully-washer", I mean the drainage ditch in front of our house, which is about 18 inches by 30 inches, is full, and more is coming in.  That ought to be interesting tomorrow morning, checking to see what roadways have been moved a tad.

The Allergy Season that Never Ends

Apparently, this is a really bad year for allergies in Mississippi.

I can't breathe.



Even the dog is having allergy problems right now.

A little more Mean Mary

Way back when I was a young buck, I helped play the "drums" for a recital.  I might just tell that later.

Got a big boss man showing up today

So I get to lead him around and make sure that he gets taken care of.  Because I don't trust a damn senior person in that building to do it themselves. 

There's no ass-kissing, but I have to make sure he's in-processed, to include the money people and the computer people.  So I'm going to be rather busy today.

Apropos of nothing, if the people of East Lansing are so horrified about Catholics not celebrating teh gays, I can't wait to see what they think of their Muslim neighbors in Dearbornistan.  But it's almost like all the hatred only goes one way.  Huh.  Go figure.

Five Reasons to Build The Wall



I'm now at the point where I think that the wall will never truly get built, because the people in D.C. don't want it built.  At some point, the bloodshed that is occurring will make it to T.V., and then god knows what's going to happen.  As it is, I'm absolutely certain that there is a huge amount of "Shoot, Shovel, Shut Up" going on that never makes the nightly news.  If I had drug traffickers destroying my ranch land?  A night scope and a 30-06 takes care of quite a bit of problematic people.

Candice Owens just whipped Nadler and Lieu in person

Couldn't have happened to a worse couple of pathetic shitstains.

Candace Owens: "I think it's pretty apparent that Mr. Lieu believes that black people are stupid and will not pursue the full clip…That was unbelievably dishonest…I'm deeply offended by the insinuation of revealing that clip without the question that was asked of me." pic.twitter.com/UioMSZK93d

— CSPAN (@cspan) April 9, 2019

Nadler is a turd.  Lieu is a turd.  They are both a symptom of just how far down the drain America has gone. And of course, they're both Democrats.

And Ted Lieu deserves to be punched in the face on a daily basis for being such an unmitigated asshole.

Hack hack cough

It was a yellow alert day yesterday thanks to all the pollen in the air.  It'll be another yellow day today.  And that means that your humble narrator is hacking up chunks of lung-butter.

It's disgusting.  What's worse is that all this congestion eventually turns into an illness that puts me flat on my ass for a few days.

Grrrrrr.

I'll be the guy swigging Airborne like it's whiskey and I'm an old cowboy from the 1880's.

It's sad that this even needs to be said, but this is the world we live in

Being a Fatty McFatCakes is NOT a service related disability.  Senior officers/NCOs in the USAR and ARNG hardest hit.

Obesity cannot be considered a service-connected disability, according to a new ruling by the Department of Veterans Affairs General Counsel expected to be published in the April 8, 2019, edition of the Federal Register. The new ruling, among several precedent opinions set to be included, reinforces the VA's long-standing opinion that obesity isn't a disease or injury according to the law for wartime or peacetime compensation and can't be considered directly related to military service for compensation purposes. 

The number of people I've seen waddling up to the door of my unit, with their uniform stretched to the breaking point, makes me rather angry.  I actively work to either get the people I am responsible for to be A) in shape, or B) out of the Army if they can't put the fork down.

If you have an injury that prevents you from working out, then you should be getting compensation for that injury.  But if you're a fat-ass, and you can't be bothered to do a minimum of exercise, that's on YOU, not the Army.  I've been unable to run for the past six months thanks to a fractured sesamoid bone in my foot, but I've found other ways to exercise so that I don't get fat.  Getting fat is bad, m'kay?  Especially when the Army will kick you out for being fat, and I rather enjoy being able to see Mr. Happy when I look down.  Which is a total non sequitur, but it's still rather important to the Mrs.

While the VA treats obesity as a disease for which treatment is warranted, the distinction is in the words "service-connected." The VA simply does not see it as a condition that was a result of military service, and therefore for which compensation is payable. 

Oh yes, obesity is treatable.  Stop drinking beer.  Stop eating fried everything with fried sauces on top. 

When I was stationed in Wisconsin, I worked with another Soldier from Georgia who was so fat even his fingers were plump.  He did enjoy his fried chicken.  He retired sometime in 2012, and was dead from a massive heart attack by 2014.  He had probably gained another 50-100 pounds from his rather hefty retirement weight. 

I think he was 51 or so.

Put the fork down.  Eat an apple instead of a donut.  Cut down on the beer, like I did.  And I love beer, folks.  I really, really do like beer, but it makes me fat so out it went.  My diet has had to change multiple times depending on what it was doing to my body, and I figure that it'll change a couple more times once I retire and grow a beard and put up signs around my house saying "Trespassers will be shot; Survivors will be shot again".  But don't ever blame anyone else for you being fat.  If you're fat, it's because YOU made the choices that made you fat.  The VA shouldn't have to pay for that.

You want reparations?

Reparations for what?  I've never owned slaves, and there ain't a black man alive in America today who was forced to pick cotton.

Tell ya what - how's about we make a deal with this whole "reparations" thing.  Any black person who wants reparations can have them.  And they can get them just as soon as they give up their American citizenship, step on a plane, and go to any African country of their choice.  Go back to their motherland, if they're so caught up in their blackness and all that entails.  Hell, I'd be willing to put them on a boat just so they can carry more of their personal belongings, and drop them off on any country in Western Africa.  They get the cash, they get on the boat (a cargo boat, not a cruise ship), they leave and NEVER COME BACK.

Then, and only then, will I consider the possibility of reparations of acts that occurred prior to anyone in my family arriving on these shores.  Until then, they can all kiss my ass.

Stupid vile woman proves her stupidity and vileness (A post on Dr. Charlotte Riley)

So I go for this quote: 

During the twentieth century, Britain sank from being the world’s foremost power to a marginal colony of Brussels where you can go to jail over a Facebook post. The empire that ruled the seas is now an emasculated political basket case that seemingly cannot import invaders fast enough to satisfy its thirst for virtue signaling.  

And end up reading crap like this:

A few days ago, I was having a bad morning: my train tickets were expensive, my train was delayed, and my coffee was cold. But I cheered myself up by playing a game on my commute. The game is called Patriarchy Chicken, and the rules are simple: do not move out of the way for men.

(.......)

The point of Patriarchy Chicken is not just that you get where you’re going marginally faster (although you do) or that you irritate a number of men (which you also do). The point is that men have been socialised, for their entire lives, to take up space. Men who would never express these thoughts out loud have nevertheless been brought up to believe that their right to occupy space takes precedent over anyone else’s right to be there. They spread their legs on tubes and trains, they bellow across coffee shops and guffaw in pubs, and they never, ever give way. 

Now, if you're reading that and thinking to yourself "My, it seems that this author is a Leftist douche-canoe who lives in order to make everything around her more miserable and more evil", you'd be correct.  She's a academic.  And "intellectual", even.

The fact that this stupid cow goes out of her way to ignore the basic norms for general civility ought to tell you all you need to know about her.  But it also shows that this academic turd blossom it absolutely full of shit as she rages about the men who keep her civilization running.  Men do not go out of their way to annoy people.  That's a good way to get a fist to the face.  The reason so many men get perplexed at this woman is that if it were another man, they would react accordingly.  But men are conditioned to treat women with respect, and when we see a female walking genital wart acting in such a fashion it throws us for a loop.  We can't punch her in the face, AND SHE KNOWS IT.

That's the rub, right there.  This is why this blithering sack of maggot vomit needs to be publicly humiliated:  Because she's protected by her vagina, and she knows it.  If she jabs her elbow into a man's ribs, she wins.  If he reacts in any way other than to mumble an apology and move on, she wins again.  And she knows it.  She rages about the patriarchy while simultaneously being protected by the same patriarchal rules she's raging against.

Dr. Charlotte Riley is the end result of a society that has decided to end it all and just slit its wrists open.  The corpse of formerly "Great" Britain is still twitching, but it's dead, Jim.  She's a human AIDS virus, destroying the body by destroying the immune system so that any small little virus will kill it off.

Huh. A good hard look at "social costs".

A long but interesting and very informative read, right here.

And this brings me back to the question of cost/benefit analyses and the idea of the “social benefit of carbon”. As noted above, people put the “social cost of carbon” (actually carbon dioxide) at “roughly $40 per ton”. 

Now, remember that corresponding to the “social cost of carbon”, the “social benefit of carbon” is: 

… the dollar value of the total benefits from emitting one ton of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere. 

As Figure 6 shows, the benefit that we get from emitting that additional tonne of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere is an increase in goods and services of $4,380 … which dwarfs the assumed social cost of carbon of $40. When we do an actual cost/benefit analysis, the result is almost all benefit.

I'm a big fan of CO2.  Plants can't exist without it.  If you freeze it and drop it into root beer, you have an awesome holiday drink for kids that makes them all think you're a genius.  But mostly the plant food thing, because my food eats plants, and without plants, my food couldn't be turned into, well, MY FOOD.

Also, asparagus.  I do eat asparagus.  Which also cannot grow without CO2.

And I still want to kick every eco-freak I meet straight in the twig and berries, in the hope that they won't reproduce and spread their stupidity genes.

One of the little joys of living in central Mississippi

Is that I don't know if I'm coming down with some sort of upper respiratory infection, or if it's just my allergies fighting against whatever the hell is blooming now.

I am not a Southern man, no matter how often the Army tries to turn me into one.

Music for a Lenten Sunday