Trump Says US Will Now RUN VENEZUELA Until it Can be “Put Back on Track” – “We’re Not Afraid of Boots on the Ground… We’re Going to Make Sure That that Country is Run Properly”
Now do it here.
Muslim Heritage – phooie
Like tranzies, one of my soapbox issues I’d best stay off of. But here I go anyway.
Headline:
“Gov. Kathy Hochul Orders World Trade Center Replacement Building and Other New York Landmarks Lit in Green to ‘Celebrate’ Muslim American Heritage Month“
(Apparently we lost the battle of 9/11. That **** *** can *** herself and *** ****. )
May God damn her soul.
What Muslim heritage do we celebrate? Why, the one celebrated in the Marine Hymn:
From the Halls of Montezuma,
To the shores of Tripoli;
We fight our country’s battles
In the air, on land, and sea;
First to fight for right and freedom
And to keep our honor clean;
We are proud to claim the title
Of United States Marine.
“To the shores of Tripoli” refers to the First Barbary War (1801-1805), and specifically the Battle of Derna in 1805. (This war was a somewhat inconclusive American victory as the piracy resumed during the War of 1812 and the Napoleonic Wars in Europe. A Second Barbary War in 1815 was far more conclusive.)
“Tripolitania had declared war against the United States over disputes regarding tributary payments in exchange for a cessation of Tripolitanian commerce raiding at sea. United States President Thomas Jefferson refused to pay this tribute. The First Barbary War was the first major American war fought outside the New World”
“In March 1786, Jefferson and John Adams went to London to negotiate with Tripoli’s envoy, ambassador Sidi Haji Abdrahaman (or Sidi Haji Abdul Rahman Adja). When they enquired “concerning the ground of the pretensions to make war upon nations who had done them no injury“, the ambassador replied:”
It was written in their Koran, that all nations which had not acknowledged the Prophet were sinners, whom it was the right and duty of the faithful to plunder and enslave; and that every mussulman who was slain in this warfare was sure to go to paradise. He said, also, that the man who was the first to board a vessel had one slave over and above his share, and that when they sprang to the deck of an enemy’s ship, every sailor held a dagger in each hand and a third in his mouth; which usually struck such terror into the foe that they cried out for quarter at once
The koran has not changed – now perhaps the Marines will go in and rescue New York (and Dearborn and Minneapolis and Portland and Seattle … etc).
We are at war with the muslims – our government just won’t acknowledge it so the citizenry had better. Better to be friends with the Russians than the Arabs.
Matt 10:34-36
Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword.
For I am come to set a man at variance against his father, and the daughter against her mother, and the daughter in law against her mother in law.
And a man’s foes shall be they of his own household.
Luke 22:36/38
But now, he that hath a purse, let him take it, and likewise his scrip: and he that hath no sword, let him sell his garment, and buy one.
And they said, Lord, behold, here are two swords. And he said unto them, It is enough.
Way too old for what’s coming …
Abundance of Things
The abundance of Things, and our great facility in making them available, obscures a fundamental truth which we need to see very clearly if we are to have any hope of meeting the main problem confronting Western civilization today. That basic truth is that the Things which are so abundant, even the gold and silver itself, rest upon the land and are derived from it.
Regardless of any techniques which may be developed to extract more from the land, there is a limit beyond which we can not go; and if our techniques speed up the process of utilization and destruction, as they are now doing, they hasten the day when the substance on which they feed and on which a swollen population temporarily subsists will approach scarcity or exhaustion. Then the scholars will look back on the age when the Golden Door opened, and men marched out to the Great Frontier to create the greatest boom that the world has known; they will make myths and legends about it, and in poetry and literature express their poignant yearning for New Frontiers. They will see the frontier as the great factor in the age called modern, see it clearly as the lost factor which they would so love to find.
Walter Prescott Webb
“The Great Frontier“
1951
Update:
I should add that the Great Frontier of which he speaks is that beginning with the Age of Exploration; from the 1400s or so through today and who knows how much longer.
Recalling “Black Hawk Down”
Apparently, Big Country Expat doesn’t care for Somalis:
“A True Somalia Story and Time to Clean The Infestation“
Had Enough “Holidays” Yet?
It’s a whole two weeks before the next one.
Don’t Mess With The Gravy Train
“Washington State AG Warns Citizen Journalists To Stop Investigating Somali Daycares Or Face Potential Hate Crime Charges“
“RINO Ohio Governor Mike DeWine’s Office Dismisses Daycare Fraud Allegations as ‘Cost of Doing Business’”
“YouTuber Nick Shirley Says He’s Receiving Death Threats Saying He’ll Be ‘Kirked’ After Bombshell Video Exposes $110 Million Somali Daycare Fraud Scheme in Minnesota“
“Alta California” June 13, 1851,
WHEREAS it has become apparent to the citizens of San Francisco, that there is no security for life and property, either under the regulations of society as it at present exists, or under the law as now administered; Therefore the citizens, whose names are hereunto attached, do unit themselves into an association for the maintenance of the peace and good order of society, and the preservation of the lives and property of the citizens of San Francisco, and do bind ourselves, each unto the other, to do and perform every lawful act for the maintenance of law and order, and to sustain the laws when faithfully and properly administered; but we are determined that no thief, burglar, incendiary or assassin, shall escape punishment, either by the quibbles of the law, the insecurity of prisons. the carelessness or corruption of the police, or a laxity of those who pretend to administer justice.
What End
published by Jean December 1, 2010
now December
and we are vigilant
who watch life pass
again.
again? you ask.
indeed.
life is a cycle
of days within seasons,
each richened by
those past.
not ’til our end
are we full
to bursting.
memories being
the greatest gifts
passed to those
remaining.
Heading Off Into 2026
Happy New Year, Y’all!
Ho-Hum
Welcome to party-pooper central. Whoopee!!!
Age? Maybe.
Too many memories of too much alcohol? Could be.
Don’t care? Likely.
Too many crazies on the streets? Probably.
So what? Most certainly.
It’s just another day; it’s just another night.
Tomorrow is just another day.
The big event is changing the calendar … just like 12 times before – every 30 days or so.
I guess the best times to celebrate were maybe the 10 years between 16 and 26.
Seems it was fun then … but what was fun then is not so much fun now.
Maybe it’s because my peers I’d party with are not of that age anymore either.
Maybe it’s because my peers of long ago have scattered to the wind.
Maybe it’s because my peers of today are a different sort of person.
Maybe it’s the change in society.
Maybe it’s become such an over-commercialized “have-to” event.
I miss the times but not the after-effects. I don’t see the “fun” anymore.
I’m going to bed at the normal time; I’ll wake up tomorrow at the normal time.
And the best thing I can say for January 1, 2026 is I won’t receive bills in the mail.
And I have things to do.
New Year’s Adventure
with bad photos …
The winter of 81/82 set a few records in the Donner Pass region (and elsewhere as well).
Nothing like being out in the middle of a record.
In the Tahoe Sierra, that coastal downpour translated into a major blizzard in the higher elevations where more than 10 feet of snow incapacitated New Year’s holiday travelers around Lake Tahoe and set new snowfall records. It is still considered one of the most intense weather systems to ever strike the San Francisco Bay Area in terms of damage and casualties.
The unprecedented squall quickly surged into the Sierra where arctic air infiltrated the storm track and snow levels plummeted below 1,500 feet. In the mountains, temperatures first fell into the single digits and then plunged to well below zero. Blizzard conditions plagued Lake Tahoe where gusty winds whipped the crystalline snowflakes into near zero visibility. It was a stark contrast from the year before when Donner Pass had only 8 inches of snow on the same date.
Snow accumulations increased into the 10- to 13-foot range. More than 100 avalanches were set intentionally at resorts and along mountain highways that weekend by ski patrollers using control guns and hand-thrown dynamite charges. Westbound Interstate-80 was shut down due to whiteout conditions and an 18-car pileup near Donner Summit. Highway 50 closed due to avalanche hazards, as did Mount Rose Highway. Snow slides also blocked the main road into Olympic Valley and on Highway 89 north of Tahoe City at Big Chief and Alpine Meadows Road.
As I recall, Norden had over 800″ of snow that season
Once upon a time when I was young(er) and still indestructible, a group of us from Reno – 2 couples and three single guys (well, 5 guys but two brought their girlfriends along) – decided to spend New Years snowshoeing up into the back country up above Donner Pass. New Years was on a weekend that year. We parked somewhere near Norden, then still an active railroad town (on the original Transcontinental Route); it’s not like we left the vehicles in the boonies.
Norden sits at 6900 feet. We were going higher; we were getting higher.
I forget where we were headed; a rescue shed someplace.
Looking at a modern map, I still can’t be sure but somewhere around what’s now labeled “Lola’s Lookout” seems about right. A bit over two miles as the crow flies.
Seems easy enough. So let’s do it on snowshoes in heavy snow and along a semi-marked trail … when many of the markers are buried in snow. And a storm coming in.
No one does this in winter …
We equipped ourselves and put on snowshoes before we hit the snow.
It was only going to be a couple of miles to the cabin where we would spend the night.
The day started sunny. We headed across Summit Valley and across the Yuba River following a road.
The road was under that snow someplace but the bridge across the river was easily detected.
Then it’s off we go, trudging across the tundra, mile after mile, into the high Sierra.
A pleasant little hike through the woods …
Up the hill, down the dale
And the skies darkened. And a few were getting tired.
We needed to follow that stretch between the hillside and trees.
Avalanche? What avalanche? But we did spread out.
Almost there
At the top. Taking a break. Not too far from our destination. Something around 8000 feet.
I can’t find the photo but of the two story rescue shed with loft, we had to dig down to what would be the escape hatch on the 3rd story. Likely close to 20 foot of snow here.
We all got crawled in and settled in for a fine dinner.
It snowed some more that night. It got a might chilly.
All right – it was friggin cold out.
Our overnight journey turned into 3 days but there was no problem getting back and it was a weekend. Except it was on snowshoes in fresh deeper snow.
And I had run out of film.
Another day might have been a problem.
But all in all, a good time. Plenty of firewood, a good time to be a couple, even if only for the night. For the two couples that were with us.
As I’ve said before and undoubtedly will say again:
“An adventure is something you don’t want to be doing at the time you’re doing it – but makes for great memories.“
Even bad photos are better than no photos for stirring up memories.
And memories are sometimes enough; never did anything like that again.
what the hell were we doing cutting across an avalanche slope during extreme avalanche weather???