The ECP…........

What I need is peace in my life.

I see old guys tying flies for fishing and they seem at peace. I see old guys whittling on pine sticks all day long and they seem at peace. The Mexicans next door tear apart their Chevys. Jigsaw puzzles to reading two thousand year old religious ghost stories seem to put some people at peace.

I envy these people, I really do.

So far in my 49 years of existence I haven’t found anything that really lets my mind drift off into a peaceful haze. Sailing gets close. It’s a bit of work and awfully expensive to charter a half million dollar yacht in the Caribbean, but it gets close. Chemical release just doesn’t seem to cut it for me. The days in college being narced out of my mind in the bottom of a swmming pool with scuba gear on are long past.

My fondest memories as a child were when we went to Aunt DeeDee’s cottage on Lake Pocotopaug in Connecticut. We would get up early in the morning and paddle the old Grumman aluminum canoe out to the sinking island and gather blueberries by the bucket full. Mom would do the blueberry pie thing and I got fat. Except for the summer thunderstorms there, those were the happiest and mot carefree days I can remember.

So a canoe it is.

A new Grumman 17 runs about $1,200.00 and weighs about 66 pounds

A new Kevlar 17 about $2,500.00 and weighs about 44 pounds.

I live in south Florida so I need something alligator proof. From what I am told, no canoe can stand up to a 17 foot long horny male alligator looking to mate or kill, or God forbid both! Florida (being the backwards ass state that it is) will not let you shoot a gator even in self defense.

I have thought about having Tabasco sauce mixed into the Kevlar epoxy resin for a light weight foul tasting craft. But bad taste would require the beast to strike first. That seems like a moot point to me.

So I need some sort of Star Trek like force field around my canoe. I have been toying with the idea of an electric field of some sort. Something like Captain Nemo shocked that giant octopus with. I’m still working out the details of a high powered current in the water while I am sitting in an aluminum boat. After all, the idea here is to repel dinosaurs and not become a human flashbulb.

I’m looking for peace, not the ultimate deep black sleep of death. I could get that by skipping my Plavix….

Hormigas…..

The ants go marching one by one Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching one by one Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching one by one, they all march off to Raulerson

And they all go marching on hospital grounds cause they know they’re safe.

Boom Boom Boom

The ants go marching two by two Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching two by two Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching two by two, they don’t even stop at the ICU

And they all keep marching on hospital grounds cause they know they’re safe

Boom Boom Boom

The ants go marching three by three Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching three by three Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching three by three through the ER cause they know that it’s free

And they all keep marching on hospital grounds cause they know that they’re safe

Boom Boom Boom

The ants go marching four by four Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching four by four Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching four by four they march right through the X-ray door

And they all keep marching on hospital grounds cause they know that they’re safe

Boom Boom Boom

The ants go marching five by five Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching five by five Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching five by five they're the only one who will survive

And they all keep marching on hospital grounds cause they know that they’re safe

Boom Boom Boom

The ants go marching six by six Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching six by six Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching six by six a shame as it would be easy to fix

And they all keep marching on hospital grounds cause they know that they’re safe

Boom Boom Boom

I can’t think of a rime for seven

The ants go marching eight by eight Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching eight by eight Hurrah, Hurrah

The ants go marching eight by eight if only they would fumigate

The patients would be happy as they could sleep at night

Without being bitten to death

Boom Boom Boom.

Wolf, Wolf!

I suppose you could blame it on my parents. Dad went to a military prep school then into the Coast Guard. Mom was one of those practical Yankees. They were prepared for any and everything. Ice storms, hurricanes, broken ankles, you name it they had it covered.

I would like to think I inherited the best parts of them both.

My time as a disaster specialist with the Red Cross contributed to this condition/phobia as well.

Sometimes it drives me a little mad.

“We all go a little mad every now and then” Norman Bates once said.

I try to prepare for everything I can think of. I live in South Florida, I have a generator ready to go. A barrel in the garage to fill with fuel, a couple of 18 gallon Rubbermaid containers filled with food. I even have a water filter so I can make fresh water from the lake or even a puddle.

And don’t even think of coming down my street with designs of stealing my TV. Without revealing any specifics, let’s just say we have substantial firepower to thwart any looters with nefarious thoughts. We could probably repel a small invading country.

Some of my neighbors haven’t even bought a candle. They leave their crap in the front yard even though one hundred mile per hour winds are forecast and sit outside swilling Budweiser while everything falls to pieces around them.

Remember the story about the boy who cried wolf? Do you remember what happened to all the people who heeded his every warning and ran inside to protect themselves?

Nothing, nothing at all. They all survived and lived to tell the story.

There are times I wish the disasters I have prepared for all my life would actually happen. Sure it’s a sick thought, but just once I would like all those dumbasses who laughed at me and drank beer while I prepared to learn a lesson or two.

And I wish the state of Florida would cut me a substantial check for protecting them from this hurricane season. You see, when I prepare for a disaster it never materializes. That’s part of the curse of being Chuckie. I buy a generator and stock up on supplies and nothing happens. Dad says that that is the idea. He is a kind and thoughtful man. I love him for it.

But oh how nice it would feel to be sipping on a frozen margarita in my nice air conditioned house, with the lights on and a washing machine full of clean underwear, machine gun at my side, while my smartass redneck looser neighbors stand in line for a bag of ice and a gallon of water from the National Guard truck.

It is a dream I have………….

Morning Sunshine……

Chances are one of the most talented and beautiful women on the planet has said this to you at one time or another.

Yes, I am talking about Robin Meade of Headline News’s morning show

Gorgeous, intelligent, vivacious with a twinkle in her eye, she could tell you the world is ending and you would still feel warm and fuzzy hearing the horrific news.

Wifey, understandably, hates her. I’ll bet half the women in America hate her as well. I’ve noticed that 95% of the women on the planet hate the other 5% who are a size two or smaller.

Today Robin told me that the economy was getting better because the first time unemployment numbers were 30,000 (thirty thousand) less than last week. She even winked at me when she said it.

Sneaky Bitch.

If you analyze these numbers a few things might surprise and scare you.

For example:

If a half a million people are filing new unemployment claims every week we are looking at close to two million new unemployed people a month. This has been going on for almost a year. And thirty thousand (30,000) less this week means things are getting better? Are you kidding me?

Doesn’t this mean that the pool of employed people who are eligible to be fired is getting smaller? This means the percentage of working people getting the axe each week is actually growing.

Unemployment, for the most part, is paid by the employer who let you go. Sometimes the government steps in to help. And if you were fired for cause, like pissing off your boss or stealing from the company, you get denied. So these numbers you hear on the Boob Tube (Pun intended) don’t even account for the assholes were fired for being assholes.

After meeting my best friend Joe, I learned how long, and expensive, thirty seconds of television time can be. This morning Robin spent three minutes pushing her merchandise. She has a new book out, coffee mugs and T-shirts for sale.

Maybe we should have a few of those big ugly older Russian women who dress like Sergeant Shultz doing our news.

At least the content they are spewing might have more relevance to you than the "newsbabe’s" plunging neckline…..

B-Complex on the High Seas…..

Ahhhhh, There’s nothing like the morning after depression you get when you have just come back from an insanely fun cruise vacation.

Cruise memories in no specific order:

The ship being four and a half hours late leaving Miami due to being hit by lightning.

Carlos and Charlie’s being EMPTY for dinner due to a driving rainstorm during dinner.

The adults only hot tub and sun lounge, promenade deck aft.

The amazing band Wifey danced too until 2 AM the first evening.

Being ahead $145.00 at roulette for the trip, The Big Ugly Bet hit 7 out of 10 times.

Wifey being up $80.00 on the slot machines for the trip

I enjoyed the 17 shrimp cocktail appetizers I consumed before the three dinners we ate in the main dining room on the ship, (Four per cup)

Fresh Dos Equis on tap at Las Palmeras with the chicken enchiladas for lunch.

We love the sexy new Citizen watches we bought. Wifey got a gold ladies Eco-Drive chronograph, a very rare and pretty timepiece.

Our amazing cabin steward Slamet and how well he took care of us.

The gay little cruise director Karl (with a K) from London. yuck!

Breakfast in bed every morning was wonderful.

The new friends we met in the dining room, future cruise buddies?

I love the all you can drink soft drink card. What a deal.

Not seeing the waterspouts off the port bow our last morning at sea.

Not seeing the other Carnival ship slam into the Royal Caribbean ship in Cozumel.

I have mixed feelings about Margaritaville opening 3 blocks from Carlos & Charlie’s.

Staying on the ship in Key West while the tourists all go ashore, a relaxing idea.

All of these memories compel me to think about doing another “Chuckiefest at Sea”. We had more than twenty couples on that 3 day cruise and it was an amazing time. We received a special rate due to the number of cabins we booked and everyone partied until it hurt. Well almost everyone. One participant was just a tad bit too pregnant to enjoy herself completely. Good thing to as the kid turned out great!

Anyone out there interested in doing this one more time? I am sure Peggy would love to put a deal together for us again. Email me at astrochuckie@hotmail.com with ideas, questions and most importantly dates and destinations you would like for us to consider. It’s been too long since we all got together.

Time to scare the world once more!

How I Spent Last Monday Morning………

I had to attend the HCAHPS training at work.

Hospital Consumer Assessment of Health Care Providers and Systems.

Commonly referred to as the Hiccups Class, this little jewel is only a taste of the bureaucratic nightmare universal healthcare promises to bring us.

Let’s say you live in the projects. You don’t have a job and obviously don’t have health insurance. You live on the green welfare check and food stamps and buy whatever drugs you can afford with what you get breaking into houses at night.

You develop chest pain and call 911 on your new $300.00 iPhone.

You are rushed to the hospital in an ambulance with advanced life support and are treated at the hospital. After thousands of dollars of lab tests, x-rays, ct scans and IV therapy you spend a few days admitted for observation. Then you are released with a handful of expensive prescriptions and detailed instructions on how you should eat and change some of your lifestyles so you can live a healthier life.

You were abusive and foul mouthed to the staff of the hospital. You were combative and cussed out the doctors and nurses during your entire stay. At times you were violent and even spat on your health care providers. You even accused them of not caring for you properly because of your skin color.

Two weeks go by and you get a call from someone from the government asking you questions about your hospitalization. You told him/her how horrible your care was and that you felt you were not treated correctly. The food wasn’t delivered on time and they had the nerve to wake you up to draw blood or give you your medications at night. He thanks you and hangs up.

Since you are jobless and on relief your Medicaid benefits would cover all the procedures.

Wrong! You answers to that survey show you had a “Patient Complaint” and the government, the one everyone else’s taxes pay for, refuses to pay the bill. The hospital, doctors, nurses and everyone else that used their years of training and highly specialized skills to save your worthless life and put up with your childish shit for three days gets nothing. Repeat NOTHING.

What, you have a job, pay your bills and taxes, live in a nice house you work hard for, and are a decent and upstanding citizen in your community? You have heath insurance from work or privately purchased and gladly make the co-payments for the finest health care system in the world?

You’re screwed. You have to pay your bills. You may get a chance to answer this survey, but you still have to pay. Only the lowest members of the societal food chain, the worst of the scumbags get this kind of world class customer service in this Brave New America. Hell, you can be arrested for pirating cable in this country. It’s called Theft of Service. But you can complain your way out of thousands of dollars of hospital bills by being an asshole? While everyone who works hard and is responsible has to pay for it?

OK, I am posting about what goes on in my industry here, a major taboo. I know this isn’t a smart topic to tackle but someone’s gotta say it and it might as well be me. Besides if they terminate my employment I just might have a shot at some of this free healthcare myself.

I hope I live long enough to see how this horror movie ends………..

Money Grubbing, Blood Sucking Bastards……..

If you had the cure for cancer or at least an effective treatment for the disease, would you price gouge it’s victims for the treatments?

Diabetes

Some companies are making a killing off of those of us inflicted with this disease.

The Diabetes equipment manufacturing companies are blood sucking sub-human life forms.

According to the ADA, there are 23.6 million children and adults in the United States, or 7.8% of the population affected by this horrible disease.

Why am I so down on the Blood Glucose Meter manufacturers?

Let’s see here. A little math is required, bare with me.

A single Accu-Check Soft Click Diabetes test strip weighs .0085 oz. That’s about 117 strips per ounce. A bottle of 100 strips cost over $100.00 depending on your retailer and demographics. So therefore the brand of Diabetes test strips I use cost $1,882.35 per pound.

The Space Shuttle weighs in at about 4.5 million pounds at take off. The cost for those beasts is 2.1 billion dollars each according to NASA.

The shuttle cost $466.66 dollars per pound. One third the cost of my test strips per pound.

The drug companies at least have research and development costs plus all the time and regulatory hoops they have to jump through to justify the cost of the new medicines they bring to market. I don’t begrudge them that at all.

But the test equipment manufacturers set up the machines and push the button and out flows the cash. "Test yourselves 6 times a day" says the high paid spokesman on the TV. Sure at a dollar a shot. I wonder how much he makes per endorsement?

This is why we need to defeat this disease once and for all. Give what you can to the American Diabetes Association. Help defeat the disease and put the whammy on those who profit from it.

No wonder they give away those free glucose meters everywhere. Sort of like the local heroin dealer giving away free samples.

If You Are Not Scared Yet…..

You are not paying attention.

You can go to flag.gov and report your neighbors for saying and thinking things against the government.

The FBI was in the local gun store in Okeechobee asking about anyone who might be saying controversial things about the government and/or the President.

The federal government forced out the CEO and head of General Motors and replaced him with someone they wanted in charge of one of America’s largest businesses.

The government is requiring the 50 largest private insurance companies to report their salaries for their top executives and the expenses they incur doing business.

The President has appointed a pay Czar to check into the compensation that all private industries pay their top executives.

The federal government has the power to enter your home, search your property, and leave without even telling you they were there.

The federal government promised car dealers $4,500.00 dollars in incentive money per clunker turned in. When the dealers go to the website to fill out the paperwork for their promised payment(within ten days) the disclaimer they had to agree to basically gives the government the ability to monitor and own any data on the computer the dealership used. That means access to your personal data you provided to buy the vehicle. The government hasn’t even reimbursed these car dealers yet.

Now the federal government wants to administer our healthcare. They would be in control of enough money to colonize the planet Mars and put an NFL franchise there. And they can’t even pay out $4,500.00 owed per car in a bailout plan that they already set the money aside for?

And now, the 55 page Senate bill # S-773 would grant the President of the United States the power to shut down the internet and “locally controlled private networks” in the event of a “CyberSecurity-Emergency” This bill has been initiated by Senator Jay Rockefeller a Democrat from West Virginia. It also allows the federal government the right to “Map certain private computer networks” in order to prepare for any supposed attacks on our country. They cite the same powers President Bush used to ground every single aircraft in the United States the day of September 11^th 2001.

I am not bashing the Democratic party here. Some of these issues were passed by the last Republican administration. The point is, all of our government officials are in cahoots. They are more interested in building their own little empires and fortunes than doing their jobs. Their primary mission, in case they forgot, is to represent you and your wishes and concerns in Washington.

Sweet Dreams America. I wonder when and where we are going to wake up……

Brave New World Redux……

Washington DC, USA. Today the Obama Administration announced strict new limits on production and controls of Carbon emissions.

“Since human beings are the second worse offenders on the planet (after the flatulent bovine species) it is important that we impose newer and tougher Carbon standards on the American public” The President stated.

These new standards limit the total amount of Carbon emissions allowed per person. Automobiles will only be allowed to operate for 15 minutes a day, Electricity for heating and cooking will be on for 15 minutes per day. Household thermostats will be set at 90 degrees in the summer and 36 degrees in the winter.

The most controversial measure mentioned in the official report seems to be the idea that all Americans will have a Carbon Emission Meter (CEM) implanted in their chests. This device will allow the federal government the ability to monitor the levels of Carbon Dioxide each American creates when exhaling.

Exhaling is considered an important component of the breathing process.

The report goes on to say that this device will also give the government the ability to control the respiratory rates of the public in order to control the levels of dangerous Carbon Dioxide in the atmosphere.

House Speaker Nancy Pelosi commented, “This will be a great tool for members of congress to control the tone and attitudes of their electorate during over enthusiastic and vocal town meetings.

The President’s new Health and Eugenics Czar, Dr. Josef Mengele stated: “Another benefit of the CEM will be the government’s ability to control health care costs for the new Single Payer Government Health Care Program. We will be able to remotely shut down members of this great society who are no longer productive and are a drain on the government’s health care resources.”

The only drawback to the system identified by the report would be the threat that computer hackers would be able to shut down the members of congress and even the President himself. Dr. Mengele responded; ”Don’t be silly. Members of congress and key members of the Obama Administration would not have the new implants. You don’t expect that the leaders of this new and reformed America to subject themselves to the same rules and regulations that the little people have do you?”

Aldous Huxley would be proud…….

It’s a Matter of Trust…………

Our Dipshit President says you can keep your employer based insurance plan if you choose. If you loose those benefits you can get the new government insurance plan.

We’re screwed now.

You employer likes to have you working for him/her. You make them money. Some employers provide health insurance for their employes. You may have to pay a portion of it, but your employer pays far more per insured person than you realize. The average is about $1,500.00 per month. You might pay a hundred or so. For a family maybe your portion is $300.00 or so. Either way it’s one hell of a deal.

So imagine a scenario where your employer can drop your insurance because you can be insured by the government. He gets to pocket at least an extra $15,000 (that’s fifteen grand) per year and do you think you are going to see that money in a raise? Are you kidding me? What sort of fantasy land do you live in? Do you really expect the wizard to take you back to Kansas in his magical balloon?

Dream on you Obama voting idiot. You wanted change, well things more often change for the worse. It’s simply the second law of thermodynamics. Entropy increases with time. Translation: Things get worse as time goes on, or achieve a higher level of disorder.

But that’s right, I forgot. You slept, or smoked dope or screwed your way through high school. You took music appreciation and gym classes instead of history and physics. And now you have the right to vote. Just like someone who studied hard and made themselves an intelligent, productive member of society.

The meek are inheriting the earth after all. They are being led by the idiots and condoned by the apathetic…….

And We Don’t Nuke Them Because?

Where were you on the 21^st of December 1988?

Reading this proves you were not aboard Pan Am flight 103 over Lockerbie Scotland.

259 people from 21 different countries were murdered that evening when their 747 was blown out of the sky by a terrorist’s bomb. Some of the victims were so badly burned they were never identified. Passenger lists and personal belongings were the only way to know who actually died that evening.

Yesterday the only convicted organizer of this horrific tragedy was released from jail in Scotland after serving eight years for his crime. He was released on “compassionate grounds” Supposedly he was released for humanitarian reasons as he has contracted terminal prostate cancer and is dying.

Abdul Baset Ali al-Megrahi was serving a life sentence for his crime of killing 259 people including 189 Americans. Two of whom were the grandparents of a friend of mine. Eleven more people were killed on the ground as well.

This piece of human filth was welcomed as a national hero when he got off the plane in Libya. The crowd was cheering and waving flags for their hero’s arrival.

He served roughly twelve days in prison for each of the 270 people he murdered. People he didn’t even know.

How much money do we give to Scotland every year in foreign aide? How many tourist dollars do we spend watching these assholes march around in skirts and throw telephone poles in fields covered in cow shit? I know everyone in Scotland isn’t an asshole like their Justice Minister Kenny MacAskill is. I’m just mad is all.

Sue me

It’s a good thing I’m not in charge. I would blockade and starve Scotland until they get rid of their dipshit Justice Minister and I would have timed my attack on Libya to coincide with the murders arrival. We spend billions on pest control a year in this country. Maybe we should spread a little overseas.

We should have incinerated all that vermin in Libya with one nuclear chip shot from a nearby ballistic missile submarine.

It’s not like anyone would miss them……….

The Blinking Green LED……

Last Thursday was a normal day. I made dinner for Wifey, got her off to work and went to bed around 7:30. I awoke about 10pm feeling a little stiff in my chest and checked my blood sugar. 115. Not really low but I decided to eat something B4 I went to bed. Waking up with a 50 or 60 isn’t any fun.

I tried to get back to sleep but the chest pain kept getting worse.

I called Wifey at the ER and tried to make chit-chat. She didn’t buy it for a minute. I told her I was coming in and would be there in a bit. I changed clothes and drove to the hospital. My chest hurt like hell and the ER staff swarmed all over me. They were amazing, they saved my life and comforted Wifey as well. It was decided that I should go to Lawnwood Hospital in Ft. Pierce for a heart cath.

I got to ride in the back of an ambulance as a patient. I like it better sitting in the chair rather then being strapped to the gurney.

The Lawnwood ER staff was fast, efficient and friendly. I still hurt but felt better about it. I was moved to the holding area and awaited the procedure. I was scared and confused. The doctor who did the cardiac cath. told me, yes you are awake during the procedure, that two of my four bypasses had closed back up and that they only could fix one of them with a stent and balloon angioplasty.

That wasn’t what I wanted to hear.

Shit.

They fixed the artery that they could get to and sent me upstairs to recover. Wifey and I tried to get some sleep that night. It wasn’t easy as my back hurt like hell as I had to lay on my back and not move my right leg for 18 hours. 6 of it with a 5 lb sandbag on my crotch holding pressure on my femoral artery so I wouldn’t bleed to death. Oh they did give some pain meds, but only enough to make a 4 ounce gerbil sleepy.

I was moved out of the recovery room to another room that I was privileged to share with a real scumbag. The message he got from the Doc was far worse than mine. I didn’t mean to listen in. They were just loud. The Doc basically told him he was dying and with no insurance he had no options. He is in his early 50s. I thought for a while he was planted there to scare me. Then I saw him tell his mother he was going to die. That wasn’t good.

The good news is that I’m home and feeling a lot better. Sure I get to gobble a whole bunch of pills every day and get to go on the prison camp diet but, ya gotta do what ya gotta do.

Sure, one day my coronary arteries are going to close for good. I can deal with that. I’m just going to try and keep that from happening for quite a while.

I still got a lot of stuff to do.

Oh, the Green LED. My cable went out due to a bad splitter outside the house.

Life's a Bitch sometimes......

Nothing is Free…….

And I do mean nothing.

Take the “Cash for Clunkers” initiative that the government passed to stimulate new car purchases. Sounds great right? You bring in an old car or truck that gets poor gas mileage and trade it in for higher mileage new vehicle. Under this program the dealership turns in your old “clunker” to be destroyed. It can’t even be cannibalized for spare parts at a junkyard. The dealer gets $3,500 to $4,500 for this service from the government. The dealership then can pass the deal onto you. Chrysler is even doubling the offer so you could feasibly get $9,000 off the price of a new car. Chrysler! Who we already gave billions of our tax dollars to. We already have to pay for that!

How could this be a bad idea on so many levels?

1) When the government gives money to anyone whether it’s the Indians, the homeless, even the foreign aide given out to every other country in the world. It comes out of your pocket period. This is an undeniable fact.

2) With the government owning a huge portion of Chrysler, isn’t it a little fishy that Chrysler alone is doubling the government’s cash offer? Isn’t this double dipping just a deeper grab into your pocket as a tax payer?

3) What about if you buy a high mileage car that was built in a foreign country? Are our tax dollars now going overseas?

4) And the ultimate hidden cost. The loss of tax revenue for the states. Every single state in this country depends on tax revenue from the gas pumps to pay for road repairs and other state budget needs. In some states it’s as high as $.50 (fifty cents) per gallon. If all of a sudden automobiles get twice the gas mileage as they used to, all of our states will be looking at massive budget shortfalls. The states will have to increase their tax rolls somehow. The federal government won’t bail the states out. Look at California for an example. So the feds have now made the states the "Bad Guys" for having to raise taxes.

How many spoons full of sugar does it take to make this poisonous medicine go down?

Kinda makes Mary Poppins look like Satan doesn’t it?

My Hidden Motives……..

I have to make a confession here.

I am a sneaky bastard.

I post some pretty goofy stuff on my blog. Some of it is downright deranged. I do it on purpose. The idea is to capture your imagination to show you I am nuts, and to also slip in some pretty important thoughts that I have. Some are profound like the glow in the dark toilet I invented or the hidden planet in outer space made of Velveeta cheese.

My real purpose is to try and pry a few important thoughts into your brain.

We are witnessing the dismantling of The United States of America as we know it. Our government is being changed and destroyed in front of our eyes and the smoke screens that the news media and government are creating have us all hoodwinked.

When the president appoints any cabinet member they are required by the constitution to be ratified by the Senate. The last two presidents have appointed “Czars” to oversee certain portions of our government. Bush appointed five or six. Obama has appointed over 40. These people are not approved by either house of congress and are responsible only to the president himself. Read that last line again. It’s so important that you have to understand it. It’s your job as an American, or seventy years ago a good little German soon to be a Nazi.

I don’t care if you smoked dope, drank, screwed, or slept your way through high school. You should have paid just a little attention in your American and world history classes.

Sooner than you think the government may be telling you what doctor to go to, how much money you can make, where you can live, what you can tell your children and maybe even how many children you can, or are required to have. You may need papers to travel somewhere on vacation, permission to use gasoline for recreational purposes (boats, RV,s etc.) and face stiff fines or even incarceration (jail time) for speaking out against these atrocities.

These things are happening already around the world today as we speak in one country or another. We better wake up or these terrible conditions may happen here.

And you thought I was only going to blog about alien abductions and anal probes…..

Outbreak……

Atlanta Georgia, USA. The Centers for Disease Control, CDC, today announced the first reported case of the Okeechobee Possum Flu. “This very deadly strain of the H15N30 or OPF influenza virus has everyone at the CDC scared to death” says CDC public relations manager Ivan Dontknowshit.

It appears that the virus was first discovered in a health care worker in the small rural Florida town of Okeechobee. Attempts to contact anyone there have been difficult as the town only has one telephone and the residents have to climb a utility pole to use it.

What is known so far is that a phlebotomist at the local hospital started to notice some sinus congestion and that he was tired every morning after working his overnight shift. Local residents have overwhelmed the hospital’s emergency room with symptoms as frightening as the sniffles and tummy pains to the dreaded “No speakie engrish".

Meanwhile all the major news networks are scrambling to find Okeechobee so they can set up their satellite trucks on the patient’s front lawn. “If we ever find this place we are going to make this guy’s life hell” said a CNN technician who was munching on a burger at a Stuckey’s near someplace called YeeHaw Junction.

Today President Obama responded by first saying “Okeechobee? Where the hell is Okeechobee and who gives a shit about it” But after a gentle nudge and a whisper from a trusted advisor reminding him of how close the last three presidential elections in Florida have been, the President remarked, “I will take personal charge of this healthcare crisis and I pledge today to spend at least $500,000,000.00 (Five hundred million) of your tax payer dollars to prevent this potential pandemic from spreading to areas more suitable for human existence.”

Floyd the barber, the acting mayor of Okeechobee, sent a letter to the CDC requesting that the strain of flu be referred to by its official designation H15N30 stating that “If someone does figure out where Okeechobee is and might decide to come here we don’t want this flu thingy to scare them off”

Roger Daltry, spokesman for the WHO (World Health Organization) announced that “Once we learn how to pronounce Okeechobee we will decide if we want to initiate any preemptive actions to prevent this horrible pandemic from mutating into something even more frightening like the much feared stomach bug”

In other news, Man trapped in refrigerator eats own foot, and there’s a sale at Penny’s….

Flashbacks…....

The IV was started, and everyone was smiling and assuring me that everything was going to be alright. As my face started to tingle and flush from the Diprovan that was being flushed into my central nervous system, the flashback started to take hold. At first it was hazy and distant but as the full force of Michal Jackson's insomnia drug hit me the terror began.

That crisp fall evening in a West Texas cotton field. My trusty Criterion Dynascope and assorted lenses on the table beside me. A Coleman stove with hot water going for cocoa , Swiss Miss with marshmallows. I remember it like it was yesterday.

The blinding light and my body paralyzed as I was lifted towards the craft. It was hovering a few hundred feet above the ground. There was no sound, no real sensation at all except the realization that I was unable to move a single muscle in my body. I do not know how I was even able to breathe. That thought only crossed my mind later under hypnosis.

The cold metal slab was about 7 feet long and seemed to just float in the air about waist height of my captors. My eyelids were being held open and I remember my eyes feeling like they where dry and chapped. Small wires and tubes were attached to my body in various places but I couldn’t see any machines or instruments that they were connected to. There was no sound, no walls I could see in this seemingly endless room.

I tremble at the thought and my veins seem to fill with ice water when I am forced to think of the long and shiny probe they implanted inside me. What was it for? Was it going to be harmful to me? Did they do sexual things to me? If so, why didn’t it feel good? And for God’s sake are they going to take it out? How would I ever pass through an airport metal detector again?

I awoke cold and naked laying in the fetal position about five yards away from my telescope. Aside from the lack of clothing and my location everything was fine. Oh and the painful feeling of my abdomen being full. I just attributed that to the huge platter of pulled pork I had for dinner at Stubb’s that evening.

I have never had a problem getting on a plane and this has never happened to me since that terrible night.

In all fairness to my doctor and the wonderful team at Raulerson hospital who performed my colonoscopy yesterday. It wasn’t his, or their, fault. The procedure went well. It was quick and painless.

Just the thought that I had another anal probe, and this time from a Yankee’s Fan is all most to much to handle.

The Horror, The Horror of it all………..

The second thing we do….

Is tax the Indians

Ok for you politically correct dimwits, the Native Americans.

The Indians were here first. Ok so what. They were conquered. End of story. Can you name one other group of people that conquered another group of people and then allowed themselves to be screwed over by the losers? (Oh yeah. the Japanese. That worked out well) The Indians were one of the most brutal people who ever lived on this planet. Sure they all sat around and peacefully grew corn and killed a few buffalo. In other words, they just stagnated. If the white man never set foot on North America do you really think the Indians would have evolved socially or economically or technologically? Hell no. They would be freezing their little red balls off in tents made of smelly buffalo hides to this day.

The Indians were brutal when they went to war with other tribes. They killed the men and male children while raping the women and kidnapping and assimilating the female children into their society. Does that sound like an advanced peaceful culture to you? How much Hollywood BS propaganda have you swallowed?

Today we give them tax free land, free housing, free food, free healthcare and a paycheck for sitting around and bitching that we are not giving them enough. And then, and this really frosts my balls, we let them erect casinos and let them keep all their profits tax free. These wonderful people don’t even take care of themselves. The poorest place I have ever seen is the Navajo Indian Reservation in Northern Arizona. Seriously, this area is poorer than any of the places I have seen in central Mexico. Do those rich Indian asshole that own the worlds largest casino in Connecticut send them a dime? Hell no. But we kiss their asses and let them have whatever they want. We should have passed out more smallpox laced blankets when we had the chance.

Before you start to think I am crazy here, you should spend a little time in an Emergency Room in Northern Arizona. Flagstaff spends thousands of dollars a month to take care of these parasites who drink themselves silly and then get a free ride back to the “Res” every morning. These same assholes are back night after night drunker than hell and paying for it with that nice green government check they get every month. That check that your taxes pay for. And this doesn’t even address the cash they pick up begging and poor mouthing in the Target parking lot in downtown Flagstaff. And Flagstaff Medical Center is just finishing up a special alcohol rehab center for these lovely smelly footed people.

I’m not advocating killing them now. It’s too late for that. Let’s just tax their profits the same as yours or mine are. And stop giving these lazy assholes free money. Make them get jobs just like you or I had to. We were born here also.

And we are worrying about illegal aliens sucking the life out of us? These parasites are killing us from within.

Things I hate…....

Some dufus told me the other day “Don’t be a hater Man”.

Sorry I can’t help it. Something’s I don’t care for and others I just want to take outside and cut in half with my rifle.

In no particular order:

Turnips

House flies

Horse flies

Small yip yip lap dogs

Thunderstorms

Asparagus

Leg Cramps

Airports without free WiFi

Carry on luggage assholes

Most Liberals

Lousy veins

Ingrown toenails

Most sappy Soap Operas

Slow drivers in my way

Fast drivers who pass me like idiots

Jim Lampley

Texas A&M

Cloudy nights

Expensive Hops

Door knocking religious nut cases

Snotty old fat know it all nurses

Junk mail

Alinghi

Mosquitoes

Thai food

Long checkout lines at the store

Good war movies with romantic sub plots

Cold showers

Floyd Mayweather

Grass burrs

Incompetent government at all levels

Blue M&Ms

Spam, electronic and canned

Electric stoves

Diabetes

Flat beer

Cheap Tequila

Dead batteries

Oprah

Cell phone ads on TV

And this list only took me 3 minutes to create. You can only imagine what a full day living in my head would reveal.

Scary thought isn’t it?

Something fishy is going on here……….

Go into a gun store and try to buy some ammunition. Hell, go into Wal-Mart and see what is left at the gun counter. Chances are your local Wal-Mart doesn’t have a bullet left for sale. Not even one little box of 22s. It’s almost spooky.

Why? No one has an answer. Ever since this last election there seems to be no rifle or pistol ammunition for sale anywhere. You can buy all the shotgun rounds you can carry, but anything for long guns or hand guns is unavailable.

The local Wal-Mart gun counter gal told me that they order the stuff, The orders are just not filled from the warehouse or somewhere further up the line.

Are you kidding me? The largest retailer in the world cannot get so much as a box of bullets to sell? It’s the same thing at my locally owned gun store. Paul tells me it’s just not available from the wholesalers anymore.

Are people hording? I don’t know. I do know that the two times I was at Wal-Mart when the truck was unloading and the pallet of merchandise was left at the gun counter there was no ammunition available. Not one box was delivered. It’s kind of hard to hoard when there is no supply available to purchase.

Even reloading components are gone. Try to buy a box of small pistol primers. A box of a thousand used to cost around $15.00 or so. Now, if you can find them, a box now goes for closer to $35.00 or more. Powder and bullets are also getting harder to find as well.

I don’t believe in conspiracies as a rule. I’ve been to and laughed at Roswell and think Global Warming is a farce created by Al Gore to make a quick buck.

This is much scarier in my opinion. The public can’t purchase ammo or reloading components? Who needs gun control when those sneaky bastards can find a way to prevent you from buying or reloading bullets to put in your uncontrolled gun? King George would have loved this. Without bullets July 4th would have been just another day.

I wish someone, anyone, would find a way to bring this to the public eye.

Hopefully I won’t disappear suddenly for typing this. If I do, you will know why!

The Honeymoon is Almost Over………

For those of you stupid enough to believe that the economy is turning the corner and we are all going to be rich, fat and happy from now on, here is a little reality pill for you.

On November 3 2008:

Gold closed at $730.00 per ounce

Silver closed at $9.90 per ounce

Platinum closed at $820.00 per ounce

Crude Oil was $70.00 a barrel

How do we compare to with today (6/5/09)?

Gold opened at $963.00 per ounce

Silver opened at $15.20 per ounce

Platinum opened at $1,263.00 per ounce

Crude Oil opened at $67.00 a barrel

With the government printing trillions of dollars of cash to prop up our economy the dollar's value drops on world markets. Therefore benchmark exchanges like gold and silver rise. Oil is a bit different as production can vary based on supply and demand and a few other events like a hurricane in the gulf or a tanker being attacked in the middle east.

The honeymoon here is that we haven’t had to pay for this economic fix yet. It’s like getting a new credit card with a twenty grand limit. You max it out the first week, you go on vacation, buy a big screen TV and a hot tub, and then the first bill shows up three months later. Now what? Every president and his administration has had the ability to handle this economic crisis the way President Obama has. The reason they didn’t is that it is beyond stupid and self destructive. Most economists say it is purely economic suicide.

It’s getting close to where we need to invest in bullets and camping gear and get ready to go hide in the woods. Don't buy the property because then you are a land owner and a potential stream of tax revenue. Start a garden and learn to live off the land as our money is loosing value so fast that per sheet it may soon be worth less than a sheet of toilet paper.

Makes you want to keep those old softer dollar bills doesn’t it!