Motes Again, Monday Again

Teach your children well: A mass shooting at a child’s birthday party in Louisiana left nine people wounded — including a 12-year-old, authorities said. The party had up to 60 people attending, most under the age of 16. The gunfire that broke out at the bash late Saturday in LaPlace was sparked by an argument according to the Sheriffs department. No fatalities were reported and no arrests had been made as of Sunday. Investigators believe two groups of young men involved in an ongoing feud met up at the party prior to the mass shooting, but witnesses have not been cooperative, Sheriff Mike Tregre said. “We have not one witness, not one person that saw anything yet,” Tregre said. “I’m going to be polite — it’s more than frustrating.” Nobody saw nuttin’.

Prophetic: A while back I posted a made up executive order saying the president will now pick his successor. Truth is stranger than fiction. On April 15, Uncle Joe Biden signed an Executive Order on Blocking Property with Respect to Specified Harmful Foreign Activities of the Government of the Russian Federation. Contrary to its title, this EO is not about Russia. It is designed to allow the Biden administration to deprive American citizens and organizations of their rights and property by arbitrarily linking those persons to real, imagined, or vaguely defined activities of the Russian government. The Biden administration unilaterally makes the determination and requires neither criminal acts nor intent. The punishment is blocking assets and a prohibition on any dealing with the accused person. Spouses and adult children of individuals found “guilty by accusation” under this EO are punished, too. It allows the Biden regime to eliminate its opposition, quickly and quietly.  It criminalizes speech and political activities, based on whimsical and arbitrary definitions. I have seen the last 2 party election in my lifetime, maybe in history.

Revenge, no other word: A police officer in Virginia who donated money to accused suspect Kyle Rittenhouse was fired, authorities said Tuesday. Lt. William Kelly, who worked in internal affairs for the Norfolk Police Department, was terminated after he expressed support for Rittenhouse and made an anonymous $25 donation to his defense fund. The officer’s message at the time read, in part: “God bless. Thank you for your courage. Keep your head up. You’ve done nothing wrong.” Chip Filer, the city manager of Norfolk, said in a statement. “His egregious comments erode the trust between the Norfolk Police Department and those they are sworn to serve. The City of Norfolk has a standard of behavior for all employees, and we will hold staff accountable.” So now you can be punished for doing something anonymously, off duty. How come nobody is asking who released the information? Isn’t that a violation of Lt. Kelly’s right to privacy? Am I the only one that sees this a as wrong? Isn’t it time we did something about “doxing”?

Not really: Does anyone, anywhere care about Jane “Traitor” Fonda’s greatest kiss? Me neither. Another reason to not watch Jimmy Fellon.

It won’t: In a shocking collection of interviews from the George Floyd memorial in Minneapolis, far-left extremists admitted to wanting another civil war and implied that white people need to be killed. Ami Horowitz interviewed several people who were attending the memorial to get their take on things. One woman said, “I don’t want to say we need to start killing all white folks, but it’s like…” one of the militant extremists said. “Maybe they need to feel the pain and the hurt,” she continued. At that will make the world, our county, or your city better, how?

Only remember what serves your narrative: Leftist protesters led by Code Pink’s token white male Tighe Barry and Extinction Rebellion D.C. marched through downtown Washington, D.C. Thursday morning pushing pink colored wheelbarrows filled with cow manure, heading to the White House to protest Joe Biden’s climate policies on Earth Day. On 4/22/21, the 36th anniversary of Earth Day, it is only fitting to speak of one of its founders, Ira Einhorn. Ira Einhorn was the man who could make Earth Day happen as, it seems, he did, A friend and contemporary of Abbie Hoffman and Jerry Rubin, and acquaintance of authors Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsburg, Timothy Leary, Alvin Toffler, and Isaac Asimov.   You won’t find Ira Einhorn’s name listed in any of the Earth Day promotional literature, as the organizers have taken great pains to distance themselves from this man, at least since he became better known for composting his girlfriend in a trunk in his closet for a couple of years in the late 1970s. Look up the “Unicorn Killer”.


Who’s a racist?


ˈreɪsɪzəm//1) the unfair treatment of people who belong to a different race; violent behaviour towards them; 2) the belief that some races of people are better than others’ .

Notice there are different rules for “White people in particular”. Who’s the racist?

Sunday Rant – DTI Quip

19 Apr 21

“To eliminate ‘local’ police, that is, police who serve their communities rather than The Party, is part and parcel of socialist takeover. It’s the one main goal of the BLM /ANTIFA socialist movement, to ‘de-fund’ police, that is, drive-out good cops, then systematically replace them with Party Loyalists who enforce ‘Party Agenda,’ not law.”  Vikman

 America’s (long-gone) orderly, clean, safe, free, and stable society, maintained (until recently) by the existence of righteous laws and the presence of dedicated police officers who enforced those laws, is rapidly slipping away, probably forever, replaced by leftist anarchy, non-productivity, and violent chaos!

 American law-enforcement officers have been designated “enemies” by Democrats

 Likewise, innocent American gun-owners, and our entire American firearms industry, are now designated “enemies” by Democrats

 Simultaneously, Democrat governors are emptying prisons!

 This orchestrated oblivion is, of course, delighting leftists/progressives/Communists/socialists.

 Moral, productive, tax-paying Americans are watching in horror as leftist politicians, like Maxine Waters, openly promote “increased confrontation” (AKA: violence) against political opponents.

 She is enthusiastically backed by the media and blatantly pro-criminal “prosecutors” in America’s Democrat-controlled metro areas.

 Violent criminals, along with leftist politicians who choose to speak for them, endlessly threaten city, county, state police officers, as well as all American gun-owners, as both are simultaneously attacked by well-funded goons, who compose the left’s growing and permanently-dependent underclass.

 Between now and “whatever-comes-next,” what do we do?

 >When in public:

 1) Be pleasant, polite, courteous, boring, invisible. Have a “normal,” but low-profile, appearance

 2) Take care of business quickly. Keep conversations short. Get to the point promptly. Don’t dawdle, dither.

3) Stay in motion.

 4) Remain alert. Keep looking around.

 5) Go armed. Pistol(s), blades, OC discretely concealed. Heavy weapons, out of sight but always nearby

 6) Drive conservatively.

 7) Stay away from unsafe places, people, circumstances. When you must go there, get in and out quickly.

 8) Disengage and separate quickly from people who want to talk with you, but that you don’t know.

 9) Be always ready to react decisively to danger

 >When in private:

 1) Lock doors behind you!

 2) Pull-down window shades.

 3) Stay armed.

 4) Keep personal details off social media

 5) Stay current with local, world events

 6) Shred/delete/erase discarded documents containing names, addresses, account numbers, other private information

 7) Part company with unstable, injudicious, volatile friends and acquaintances

 8) Keep phone conversations short

 >Don’ts, while in public:

 1) Become voluntarily involved in other peoples’ business

 2) Answer questions from people you don’t know. Politely dismiss them.

 3) Be loud, argumentative, confrontational, disrespectful, accusatory, rude

 4) Use vulgar language. Racial epithets are to be particularly avoided.

 5) Display confrontational body-language

 6) Ride in cars displaying political or religious bumper stickers, decals, custom license plates

 7) Ride in junky cars with trashy interiors.

 8) Use your car’s horn for any other reason other than to prevent collisions

 9) Appear personally disheveled, dirty, unkempt

 10) Appear disorganized, confused, lost, distracted, aimless

 11) Wear flashy/expensive jewelry, watches.

 >Don’ts while in private:

 1) Don’t open the door to visitors you were not expecting

 2) Don’t answer phone calls from numbers/people you don’t recognize.

 3) Don’t respond in any way to spam email, conventional junk mail, text messages, phone messages. Just delete/erase/shred and forget!

 We’re living in extremely dangerous times, and many won’t live through it!

 Take reasonable precautions (see above)

 Many among the unprepared/clueless will be injured and/or die for stupid reasons.

 Don’t be one of them!

“Perfer et obdura. Dolor hic olim proderit olim.” (“Be patient and enduring. This pain will serve you one day.” )Ovid


I thank my friend John Farnam for his permission to use these quips.

Saturday Story

All In A Nights Fun

Now don’t get me wrong, being a biker Charter President did mean some fun moments.

There was a small club on Beretania my group began going to on Saturday nights. It had a big parking lot, glass windows to watch the bikes, reasonable prices for food and drinks, and internet jukebox and 2 pool tables.

We’d go here 2 or three times a month, spend 5-6 hours, pay our bill and go home. It wasn’t like the chapter “claimed” the bar as its own. We’d show up, have a good time, and leave. Like many bars there were “buy me drink” girls looking for a customer, a surly bartender who’d pad a tab any chance she’d get and of course tough guys thinking they’d kick some bikers ass to prove how tough they were or some such.

That sort of thing happens were ever bikers hangout. It usually ranges from loud mouths seeing how far they can push, drunks that seem to think they’re really much more important than they  are, and all the way  to guys that take a cheap shot and suddenly find all the brothers taking a piece of their ass.

A lot of those you can see coming and be ready to respond. Sometimes you just got to be confident.

We showed up at the small place to find almost the whole parking lot full, but very few people could be seen inside through the windows. What we didn’t know is the bar wasn’t doing that well so they open a small casino on the second floor. That floor had no front windows so it couldn’t be seen. They’d also put in heavy steel gates at the bottom of each stairway, hired a couple of organized crime boys to run it, and away they went.

Due to the now, heavy traffic, one of the OC guys hired one of his wet brain, muscle bound nephews to watch the parking lot, so when we pulled into the usual spot he started telling us where we could, and couldn’t, park. Since he’s trying to tell us to park around the corner I politely said no thank you and directed the crew to park in front of the windows. Hey, the space was open.

Wet brain didn’t like that. He starts yelling, then starts cussing, and starts telling he’s going to fuck me up. Since I was with 11 other guys, who rode for me, you can probably figure out this was not something that could be considered a good idea. Don’t tell an M/C charter P, in front of a large group of his members that you’re going to fuck him up. You’ll be in for a big surprise finding yourself surrounded by a bunch of angry bikers who really want to start hitting you, a lot.

Wet brain didn’t get it. He starts kicking off his rubber slippers and pulling off his t-shirt to show he really means business.

There must have been somebody with some sense watching from upstairs because a big, black, Ford F-250 pickup pulls into the parking lot, fast, and pulls to a very hard stop.

As the driver gets out, I was pretty sure this was the guy in charge so I turned my back on Wet brain and directed my attention and conversation to the new arrival.

The driver was about my age, and somewhat larger, but he had to look of a “businessman”, someone that is respected, used to giving orders and knows when to pick his battles

I stepped forward, introduced myself and the crew, shook his hand, and told him we weren’t there for any trouble, just a few drinks and some pool.

It surprised him when I told him we hadn’t know the place was protected and certainly wasn’t there to upset anything or anyone.

He responded in the same polite manner, and apologized for “his man” getting out of hand. If all we wanted were some drinks, the first round was on him. The conversation was going well until Wet brain starts yelling real loud, about how he’s going to teach the “fucking haole (me) a lesson”.

At this exclamation, Hyde walks between Wet brain and the two of us talking. Facing Wet brain, Hyde asks me if he can handle this problem.

Background, Hyde was a former U.S.A.F. officer, a Para-Rescue Officer. He also graduated from Harvard, taught military unarmed combat, and ran marathons for fun. Hyde was a very tough, well trained SOB.

Wet Brain is now dancing and making “big body” while moving side to side but not forward. He’s obviously waiting for the ok from his boss, the guy standing next to me.

I quietly, because the only one being loud was Wet brain, ask Hyde;

“You want him?”

“Sure Boss”, Hyde responded.

I look at the pickup truck and said;” You take real good care of your truck. Just like we do our bikes. Maybe we need to finish this so there won’t be any accidents while we’re inside.”

“Tell you what”, I reached into my cutoff’s pocket. “I got three hundred here that say’s Hyde will take him in out in less than 2 minutes if he doesn’t spend it all running away.” You could almost hear Hyde’s smile.

The Boss looks at me, looks at Hyde, and looks at Wet brain.

“Talu”, he said loudly. This was the first time he’d raised his voice. “Shut the fuck up and get upstairs. I’ll talk with you when the grown-ups are done.”

Wet brain looks liked he’d been bitched slapped. He started to open his mouth when the Boss spoke again. “NOW!”

This was the one guy Wet brain wasn’t going to argue with, ever. He headed upstairs looking like a kicked puppy.

I’m figuring this is about to lead to someplace between a couple of rounds of drinks and a business opportunity. But alas, it was not to be. Someone watching from the second floor said “five oh” just loud enough to be heard.

I turned my head to the side and told the crew;

“Light ‘em up. We’re leaving.”

Everyone headed back to their bike.

As the 2 patrol cars pulled into the parking lot, the Boss and I shook hands like old friends.

I stepped over to my bike, Julie was already seated, and as I swung my leg over he said, “Another time. I still owe you a round of beers”. He was smiling.

“Next time”, I responded.

Since everything was quiet and peaceful, the cops didn’t even get out of their cars. We just rode off into the night, to another bar.

Just a couple of additional notes to wrap this up.

We called our club Brother Hyde as in “Dr. Jekyll and Mister Hyde”. He had a quick fuse and was really very dangerous in “Hyde” mode. There had been no doubt of that outcome.

We never got those beers. It seems the nightclub had been under police surveillance the whole time. There was an undercover vehicle set up across the street. Two weeks later the bar, upstairs and downstairs, was raided. Somewhere between 40 and 50 people, including the Boss and the Wet brain, were arrested and the whole place shut down.

Damn, I hate not getting free drinks.

As we had ridden away that night Julie leaned into me and whispered into my ear, “Honey, did you know he had a gun between the seats in the truck?”

That would account for his hurry to roll up the windows when the cops had pulled in.

“No,” I said. “But you got my back, right?”

“Shut-up” she answered with a slap to the back of the head.

It’s probably better I hadn’t known.

 Damn, that could have gotten real interesting.

Just a quick Aloha to MadMedic who has started dropping by now and then.

Friday Motes, At Last

“You just don’t understand Communism like I do”: Tamika Palmer, the mother of Breonna Taylor, slammed her local Black Lives Matter chapter for being a fraud, money-grabbing organization that “has never done a damn thing for us.” Palmer continued her rant by claiming Black Lives Matter and the people involved in it have “lost focus” of what they are trying to accomplish. Palmer’s frustration with BLM comes shortly after the national organization’s co-founder Patrisse Cullors bought at least four luxurious homes in predominantly white neighborhoods for approximately $3.2 million. Remember, blm is just an idea.

From ”I have seen America’s future. It looks a lot like Hawaii. The future includes internal travel restrictions—on Americans moving around inside their own country—never before thought possible, or even constitutional. Hawaii, an American state, had to decide if they accepted American me, much as a foreign country controls its borders and decides which outsiders may enter. Despite my two vaccinations, Hawaii required a very specific $119 COVID test, which, after I clicked “Accept” several times, sent my DNA information to everyone buried in the Terms of Service. For them who don’t think good, today it’s a COVID test, tomorrow other criteria may be applied. Aloha!” This is not a pretty article, in fact it’s downright depressing and dismissal. Problem is, it’s very accurate. Ouch. Landing in Hilo, now, it still looks like Cam Ranh Bay circa 1966.

Ashli Babbitt was murdered: Is it too much to ask to know the name of the federal government employee who, on our behalf, shot an unarmed veteran who was, at worst, trespassing in a public building? All we know about Wyatt Twerp, who shot the super-scary Q person for climbing through a window, is that the DoJ thinks it’s A-OK to cap misdemeanor suspects if they oppose the ruling caste and clear him. The dummy who can’t tell her taser from her Glock got charged though, even though it’s absolutely clear she was stupid rather than malicious. Two systems of justice – gee, how could that go wrong?

Suspicions confirmed: The United States Postal Service (USPS) is monitoring Americans’ online social media activity beyond the scope of its stated jurisdiction, according to a new blockbuster report in Yahoo News Wednesday. The mail agency’s Internet Covert Operations Program, known as iCOP, is a surveillance program not previously reported which includes combing through social media platforms to identify “inflammatory” posts and disseminating them across federal agencies. The bulletin, Yahoo reported was distributed through the Department of Homeland Security. The article (TheFederalist) mentions several “white supremacists” groups the USPS was monitoring, but no mention of Antifa/BLM being watched. Hmmmm

Always compare your enemy to a negative image: Texas “Representative” Ann Johnson (D-what else) says gun owners who want to carry their firearms in public are just like “pimps”. On the floor of the Texas House of Representatives, Johnson predicted that lowering the punishment for inadvertently carrying a gun onto private property would have dire consequences. She complained that small-business owners may have to confront non-felon “pimps” flaunting their guns. “That pimp can roll into whatever small business is in your community with their stable of girls and they can flaunt it,” she said. “And if you don’t have the courage to stand up and say, ‘Mr. Pimp with your stable of girls, I really don’t want you in here in my business in this manner.’ If you don’t want to confront them, you got to call the police and say, ‘Guess what’s going on in here.’” See the image she creates. Always treat the other side as evil. Whether they are or not.

A sad Good-bye: Tempest Storm was one of the most famous burlesque stars of all time, known for her headline shows on the Las Vegas Strip. She died at her home in Las Vegas at the age of 93. he began working at the Follies Theater in 1951, and by 1956, she had become the highest paid burlesque performer in history, making $100,000 per year. The following year, she insured her breasts for $1 million.  I had the privedilge to see her perform back the the mid-70’s. at the old Hubba Hubba Club on Hotel Street, before it became gentrified. She would finish her act wearing more than the “strippers” today start with, and she still turned you on. She will be missed.

It’s Friday. I’ve finished my quarantine, and going to Hilo for the weekend. I’m gonna mow the lawn, trim the hedge, drink some beer, and listen to some real country music. And I’m not going to watch a single minute of news. Enjoy the Saturday Story, and read the Sunday Rant, it’s important.


Late addition: Billionaire athlete LeBron James on Wednesday threatened the Columbus police officer who shot 15-year-old knife-wielding Ma’Kiyah Bryant. LeBron James posted a photo of the police officer and said, “YOU’RE NEXT” with an hourglass sand clock emoji. James later took the tweet down. LeBron James should read a little. Specifically R.A.Hienlien; “There seems to have been an actual decline in rational thinking. The United States had become a place where entertainers and professional athletes were mistaken for people of importance. They were idolized and treated as leaders; their opinions were sought on everything and they took themselves just as seriously—after all, if an athlete is paid a million or more a year, he knows he is important … so his opinions of foreign affairs and domestic policies must be important, too, even though he proves himself to be ignorant and subliterate every time he opens his mouth.” Robert A. Heinlein,

I Can See Friday Motes

Things may be changing : Honolulu just got a new Mayor, someone outside the usual political circles. Now we are looking for a new School Superintendent, the Kauai Police Chief is suspended, and the Honolulu Police Chief quits. “The times they are a-changin’”.

While the world laughs:  In a highly disrespectful and embarrassing move, Kamala Harris welcomed Japanese Prime Minister Yoshihide Suga to the White House on Friday.Joe Biden was nowhere to be found as Kamala Harris welcomed Yoshihide Suga, the first foreign leader to visit the Biden White House. No one met Prime Minister Yoshihide Suga at the door when he arrived. The only one standing there was a stationary Army Guard. But it gets worse. Then, when Vice President Kamala was sent down to greet the Japanese Prime Minister, she spent more than a full minute trashing the US as a violent place as Prime Minister Yoshihide Suga stood next to her waiting to be introduced.

She’s not that dumb: Everyone is slamming Mad Max Waters (D-CA) for going to Minnesota to urge the “peaceful protesters” to get “more confrontational.” Not  only is she “inciting riot” but she went to another state. There will be no repercussions, She requested a police escort for her trip to Minneapolis. Stop and think. Max ain’t stupid. If she did that in her state, Calipornia, the protesters might “accidentally” find her 6,000sf Windsor Gardens estate, that isn’t in the district she represents. Just think of what might happen. Hehehe

A sad Good-bye: Back in the 60’s (1960’s for you kids) Seattle had a night club called “The Spanish Castle”. Twice a month it would become a “teenage” nightclub. It was there I saw Jimmy Hendrix, and once a group called “The Kingsmen”. They did a song that became a “forever”, “Louie Louie”. The last original member, Mike Mitchell, co-founding guitarist died Friday at age 77. He will be missed.

And another sad Good-bye: Jim Steinman the composer, lyricist and record producer who worked with artists like Meat Loaf Celine Dion, Bonnie Tyler and more, died Monday, the Connecticut state medical examiner confirmed to Varity He was 73.  Steinman’s work appeared in a multitude of genres, such as adult contemporary, rock, dance and pop, in addition to musical theater and film scores. He composed rock singer Meat Loaf’s debut album “Bat Out of Hell” in 1977, which is one of the best-selling albums of all time with more than 50 million copies sold around the world. I have been known to put this cd on the player when working on the Harley. His talent and words will be missed.

Laws don’t matter: Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (D-NY) has backed Democrats’ effort to pack the Supreme Court by adding four new seats that would be filled by President Joe Biden, arguing the courts should not be allowed to overturn laws passed by Congress. Especially ones that “hundreds and thousands of legislators, advocacy and policymakers drew consensus on”. It’s all that “,advocacy and policymakers” that scares me. So now it’s the executive, legislative, judicial, and policymaker branches of government. Just when do we have a “department of policymakers”?

Wednesday Motes To Ponder

I don’t understand either: U.N. Ambassador Linda Thomas-Greenfield’s has claimed that “white supremacy” is “weaved” into the U.S. founding documents. White House press secretary Jen Psaki seemingly defended Thomas-Greenfield’s remarks during the daily White House press briefing. When asked; “Is the president going to remove an African American woman with decades of experience in foreign service, who’s widely respected around the world, from her position as Ambassador to the U.N.?” Psaki responded. ““He is not. He is proud to have her in that position. She is not only qualified, he believes she is exactly the right person in that role at this moment in time.” Why should she, like everyone else in the WH she hates America.

Couldn’t happen to a nicer better person, I’m okay with this:  Aging Bull” Robert DeNiro is being worked to death to keep up with his estranged wife’s extravagant lifestyle — including her “thirst” for $1 million-plus diamond rings, his lawyer claimed in court Friday. The hearing came as the pair continues to squabble over how much money De Niro should have to pay to Hightower until the terms of their 2004 prenup agreement kick in, presumably after their divorce is finalized. For a guy that likes to throw rocks like DeNiro, I gotta root for the ex.

Don’t the facts get in the way: CNN anchor Chris Cuomo said Friday that if police were killing the children of white people, “this would have ended a long time ago.” This completely ignores the published facts that white men are killed in far greater numbers, every year. But that doesn’t fit the narrative, does it. Oh, and remember how Cuomo “quarantined” in his basement? He didn’t let the facts get in the way then either.

Gotta love karma: Breeding elephants trampled a suspected rhino poacher to death at the weekend in South Africa’s famed Kruger National Park, an official said Monday. Rangers on routine patrol spotted three poachers who ran into the elephant herd while trying to flee. The rangers later discovered a “badly trampled” man who had succumbed to his injuries. The rangers recovered a rifle and an axe according to South African National Parks (SANParks) spokesman. Sometimes karma jumps right up and bits ‘em in the azz.

Joe Biden: “Who in God’s name needs a weapon that can hold 2o rounds?”

Probably the guy that owns this store. Well, what’s left of his store.

Motes For Second Monday

Double talkin’ Nan: House Speaker Nancy Pelosi said today at her press briefing that she has no plans to bring the bill expanding seats on the Supreme Court to the floor of the House. “She” has no plans, that doesn’t mean someone else won’t. It also doesn’t mean Nan won’t vote for it. It just means Pelosi wants to let someone else do the dirty work. When Pelosi says she won’t, she will.

How is this not child abuse: ( A viral video of prepubescent children being paraded across a stage at a drag queen show in South Beach, Miami FL, late at night was making the rounds Monday. Children haven’t been able to go to school because of Covid, but they can strut across a stage with drag queens at “11:40 at night.”. The performing “drag queen” took the child’s hand and led her and another masked child across the stage, showing them how to pose and dance for cash. No identification of the children, the parents, or the “performer”.  This is “‘exploitation” at the least and “prostitution” at worst. Any bet there will be no charges or consequences?  This is now normal

We don’t need no stinkin’ proof: When discussing the ongoing Justice Department investigation into whether Rep. Matt Gaetz, R-Fla., broke federal sex trafficking laws, MSNBC’s Joy Reid and Glenn Kirschner baselessly speculated over whether Republican Florida Gov. Ron DeSantis had involvement. Don’t forget in early April, CBS’ “60 Minutes” did a report on DeSantis, claiming he was involved in a pay-to-play Publix grocery store conspiracy.  That story has been repeatedly debunked on a bipartisan level. Some have called it outright lies.

You don’t get to choose: Lots of hoohaha about police shootings. “He was only 14”, “He dropped the gun”, or  ”He was just a kid”. When “it” hits the fan, you have tenths of a second to make a decision, put it in action, and then years to live with the consequences. You don’t know what a wonderful husband and father, what a caring son, and how good a neighbor the person was. I once had a confrontation with a guy beating a woman. He was 4” taller and 40 or 50 pounds heavier than me. He was doing severe damage to her so when it got close and personal, I put him into the ER. He was 15 and I ended answering questions for hours over a decision that I had to make in a split of a second. When it happens, it happens quick.

Old lies are new again: I commented on the story about the “Russian Bounty” back when it came out before the “election”. I scoffed then, and now lot’s of people are back walking their comments. We heard this crap in Viet Nam, and it wasn’t true then either.

Not my music anymore: Tried to watch the American Country Music Awards Sunday night. After having Keith Urban telling me what a great job “we’re” doing, only recognizing 3 of the first 7 performers, watching some dude with pants tucked into white ankle boots,, and a back-up band, in an empty auditorium all wearing “covid masks”, I turned it off. Somewhere on the road country music made a left while I went straight. I guess I’ll listen to my disc’s.

Monday Again? Motes

I don’t think that word means what you think it means: in·fra·struc·ture /ˈinfrəˌstrək(t)SHər/noun/ 1) the basic physical and organizational structures and facilities (e.g. buildings, roads, power supplies) needed for the operation of a society or enterprise.//Rep. Mondaire Jones (D-NY) took to social media Wednesday and announced, “Supreme Court expansion is infrastructure,” shortly after news emerged Democrats intend to roll out a court-packing bill this week to increase justices from nine to 13. This statement was accompanied by a picture I assume is Rep. Jones, sitting on a bench in a very “Forrest Gump” pose. It appears the democrats have decided it’s the English language that needs to change. They are embarking on an Orwellian campaign to convince everybody that any government policy whatsoever can be labeled infrastructure.

Mostly peaceful: On wednesday evening, CNN “reporters” were chased off from outside the Brooklyn Center Police Department in Minnesota after one of their crew members was nailed in the head with a water bottle. As the crew got into their vehicle it was pelted with objects, which appeared to be eggs. There has been rioting there for days over the police shooting of a man who slipped out of his handcuffs and hopped into his vehicle.

Are you shatting me: The Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department (LASD) will arrest people using pink handcuffs to raise awareness for breast cancer, Sheriff Alex Villanueva tweeted Thursday. I usually cuffed them with their hands behind them where they can’t see the cuffs, but whatever it takes to make “them” feel good.

It doesn’t matter what you want: The House of Representatives will vote Tuesday on whether to make Washington, D.C., a State. The House Oversight Committee, chaired by Rep. Carolyn Maloney (D-NY), voted the bill, H.R. 51, out of committee by a vote of 25-19 to create D.C. statehood Wednesday. I don’t remember our “representatives” asking the American people if they wanted the “neutral” location of Washington D.C. to become a state. So just who do they represent?  

Something wrong here: I’m spending 1o days in quarantine because I work with a guy, who knows a guy, whose girlfriend tested positive. I have to produce papers and proof when I go the another island, even tho’ that is my “residence”. Now they’re talking about a “vaccination passport”. This is NOT the country I fought for, this seems more like the country I fought against.

Sunday Rant – Cooper Principles of Personal Defense

Principle Seven: Surprise

This is put last on purpose, for surprise is the first principle of offensive combat. However, the privilege of striking the first blow is a luxury we must usually grant to our attacker, so in a sense there can be no strategic surprise in defense. But that does not mean that the defender cannot achieve tactical surprise. By doing what our assailant least expects us to do, we may throw him completely off.  

 As we have seen, what he usually least suspects is instant, violent counterattack, so the principle of aggressiveness is closely tied to threat of surprise. One of the most hilarious episodes in recent cinema presents a bank teller debating the spelling of a written demand passed through the wicket by the bank robber. The whole affair shifts from banditry to an argument about whether the money can be handed over in the face of so badly constructed a missive.

Pretty far-fetched, of course, but still stimulating. The unexpected is disconcerting. A disconcerted felon is momentarily less in charge of his own thoughts than the moment just before or just after. At that moment, his victim may be able to turn the tables.

On a realistic note, I can point out that in every single successful defense against violent attack that I know of and I have studied this matter for nearly three decades -the attacker was totally surprised when his victim did not wilt.

The speed, power, efficiency, and aggressiveness of the counterattack varied greatly, but the mere fact of its existence was the most elemental component of its success. If you have friends in law enforcement, ask them to tell you the “April Fool” joke. It’s a bit gamy for a publication of this sort, but it makes a point-and it is very funny. Its moral is the moral of this manual: The criminal does not expect his prey to fight back. May he never choose you, but, if he does, surprise him.

A Final Word

There is a purpose to be served by this essay. The combination of modem medical science and the welfare state has brought about a condition of general overcrowding and boredom which, magnified by vast worldwide increases in population, has resulted in an unconscionable drop in personal safety. Before World War II, one could stroll in the parks and streets of the city after dark with hardly any risk-at least no more than was involved in driving on the highway.

 A young woman needed no escort. One could safely ask for help on the road. Meeting with another rifleman in the woods was occasion for comradeship rather than a red alert. This is true no longer.

Today, and for the foreseeable future, the problem of personal risk is much more serious than of yore. Our police do what they can, but they can’t protect us everywhere and all the time. All too often they cannot even protect themselves.

Your physical safety is up to you, as it really always has been.

The principles herein enunciated are the result of a great deal of study and consultation, plus a fair amount of actual experience. Taken to heart, they may save your life. There is always an element of luck in any sort of conflict, and I know of no way to guarantee success in every instance.

What I do know, however, is that if the victims of the dozen or more sickening atrocities that have gained nationwide fame in recent years had read this book, and had heeded what they read, they would have survived those actions.

Additionally, a small but select number of goblins would not be alive today, bounding in and out of courts and costing us all money that could be much better spent.

George Patton told his officers, “Don’t worry about your flanks. Let the enemy worry about his flanks.” It is high time for society to stop worrying about the criminal, and to let the criminal start worrying about society. And by “society” I mean you.