Weekend Open Thread
No one asked for it, but here you go. If you’re emailing me, thanks, but Yahoo is only letting me see that you emailed me, they won’t let me read your mail. Funny how that happens every time they upgrade the damn thing. So I’m not ignoring you, I’m probably yelling cuss words because I can’t read it. Anyway, have a ball. Me & John Kerry will be over here whimpering.
Category: Open thread
Saw this on CNN…ugh, who uses the “Negro” term these days anyway?
http://www.cnn.com/2014/11/07/politics/army-apology-for-regulation-negro-word/index.html
Beat it Sparks, you ain’t first today bub. ;>p
Turd Bolling’s employees at Ambassador Worldwide Protection Agency in Memphis, Tennessee.
But they also use a more derogatory variation, I will say.
And quite freely when you call asking about Turd Bolling and his SEAL claims, credentials and general behavior.
Somebody pointed out that a reg that was well-intentioned when written, and hasn’t been looked at for decades, is out of date.
The term negro was the respectful descriptor (As in, “United Negro College Fund”) before Black and then black and African-American were demanded.
We’ve been though at least as many names for African-Americans as we have spellings for Chanukka, and for the very same reason.
I wonder how long it took them to find that and “be offended” about it during their attention whoring?
“Negro”. Hmm. Back about 2001 my brigade commander, Col Vincent Brooks, who was the first black head cadet at West Point, told me how, shortly before he got his commission, his father, who made it to two stars, sat him down and showed him a copy of his very first OER. It included the following bullet comment, “Lt Brooks is a exemplary officer AND A CREDIT TO HIS RACE.”. Yea, you read that right. I guess back then that was a boiler plate bullet comment for non white officers. The point is, I don’t ever remember seeing or hearing the word negro while I was in, most likely because it had simply fallen out of usage. I guess after the whole hair regulation dust up, those folks had to find some other regulation that was blatantly racist so the could cry about it and demand feel good change.
Andy11M…I never heard it used either.
Devtun…yep, you da man again this weekend! By the way, I wonder if “redneck peckerwood” will also be off the book snow and apologies made all around. Hey, they called me that back in my day and had NO shame in doing so either.
Wonder if Skerry even knows about our next President?
Elect Ben!
http://www.bencarsonforpresident.us/
Probably need to stick w/ a fmr Governor preferably w/ some high level private sector management experience. No more pols w/ strictly House or Senate experience.
Old Scruff Face?/sarc.
Herman has all of the “high level private sector management experience” blocks checked. Plus, he’s a damn funny guy. I love Cain and Carson.
I had the first Cain yard sign in my town and a tshirt to boot! He is just what we need in washington. A non politician that actually knows how the world and business works and is not afraid to rattle cages to get it done.
Amen! I was on the Cain train (love his daily radio program) and the Doc is awesome IMHO.
If Dr. Carson is the Republican nominee on the ballot at the general election then I’d vote for him … especially over Monica Lewinsky’s ex-boyrfriend’s wife. But he’ll have to make it to the general election without my help. I don’t consider being a highly trained, highly skilled pediatric neurosurgeon any more qualified to be President than being a U.S. Senator for three years.
I like they guy, and he’s an excellent speaker, but he will have to do a whole heck of a lot to convince me.
I’ll pass on Ben. He has mucho trouble figuring out what “Shall not be infringed” means. There are very few single issues that would prevent me from voting for someone. Being against the 2A is one of them.
Ben is a NO GO for me.
Hadn’t really read up on him so I wasn’t aware of him being against the 2nd Amendment. I guess it couldn’t hurt to go look … after ice cream.
Azygos,
I see what you are referring to, and on one hand I understand his point. He’s coming from the position of a doctor that’s referring to people in large urban centers shooting each other … ala gang-drive-by.
However, he has expounded a bit on that statement since then.
He is pro second amendment.
He is anti-gun registration.
He also believes that, in some cases, like that of criminals or mentally disturbed, there should be a national debate on how to get a handle on the situation. And that the issues should be approached with intelligence.
If either of them get the nomination, they’ll have my vote. I’d rather see a former governor with a good record, though, because that’s a sign of some very important training.
That gives the Repubs a lot of very good choices. Assuming neither guy gets the nomination, I would very much like to see them both in some high national office.
IIRC, Dr. Carson’s position on the 2nd Amendment seems to be that he supports the 2nd Amendment…except for those in living urban centers. And the very guns he would like to see banned in those urban centers are the ones least used by criminals.
Not knowing about something as you don’t have experience with it or have never thought about it is not the same thing as being against it.
Our latest fake SEAL:
Tried to send it to you, John!
Thanks,
Dan
Jonn: Thanks, Dan, scheduled it to publish for 7AM
Ohhhh I’ll be there with bells on.
Rib eyes on the grill, baked taters, grilled asparagus, and a nice red vino to wash it down. Time for a stogie and a disturbingly large glass of bourbon on the deck.
If it’s not Woodford Reserve you’re wrong.
And I thought you were refined, Gravel.
Just a large rock you seem to be.
Basil Haydens, my man. Basil Haydens.
I like Basil Hayden, it will do in a pinch, but I’ve always found Woodford Reserve to be a tad smoother and a little warmer/friendlier in flavor … if you understand what I mean. Basil Hayden seems to be overly complex in taste.
I do.
But on rare occasion a man must get a 1.75 of Old Granddad.
Just kidding.
Ugh, nasty
I’d rather drink tap water
That stuff is NOT just for stripping paint anymore!!
No, it’s also for removing gummed up lubricants from machinery; stripping rust from metal; degreasing old engine parts; breaking down hard-water deposits from sinks, tubs, and toilets; and generally just rotting out your gut.
Sounds more like the uses for Fresca rather than Old Granddad.
Oh, and if you’ll note the nickname, which I’ve had for the majority of my adult life, you’ll understand that I am, indeed, a “rock.” hahaha
Unruly Red for me. I don’t do hard likker. Something about being a really cheap date…..
hahaha that’s funny because I always joke about only having two drinks while I’m out because I’m a cheap date and my pants just fall off.
Notice to any and all maroons who think they found out who I am:
1 – I DO NOT write children’s history books.
2 – I DO NOT do watercolor artwork.
3 – My name DOES NOT have the intials J, E and G.
4 – Where I live, depending on your means of transportation, it will take anywhere from 2 to 5 days to get to the outskirts of Chicago.
5 – You are SO STUPID you have to look in the mirror to confirm that you exist.
I think that should cover it.
I know who you are. You’re Helen Waite
DO you even really exist? 😉
Imagine if that were the case. She left years ago but has been paying someone to pretend to be her. Identity loan.
True story. Many years ago, a fellow working in a hospital stole the ID of a dying patient who, in fact, died. One night while out, he gets checked by the local police (I can’t recall whether it was a traffic stop) and the guy whips out the decedent’s ID. The P/O calls into the dispatcher who runs the guy’s name and DOB and the next thing the thief knows he’s in cuffs. The guy whose ID he stole was a wanted parolee.
I just love urban tales with a happy ending, Air Cav.
That would have been my luck too.
A wanted parolee. It couldn’t be a famous porn star, could it?
Those fucking retards just don’t know when to quit, do they?
They never have and never will. We can ALWAYS count on them to be weapons grade imbeciles!!
EX…….enough of these unimportant issues. Let talk food!
Tomorrow, 4lb. Chuck roast in the Ninja Cooker. Potatoes,celery,carrots,garlic,plumb tomatoes, onion,beef broth.flour. Thyme, rosemary.
Brown roast on all sides in olive oil. Remove from Ninja.
Cook all veggies till tender.
Put roast on top of veggies, after peppering roast.
Add the 28 oz can of plumb tomatoes.
Cook on low 7 hours in ninja
It’s yummy, can’t wait for tomorrow!
Almost for got the beef broth and red wine cup of each.
Food??? Okay, well, I’ll go with roast chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, and a fine mix of veggies form Walmart’s Great Value house brand, plus chocolate chip cookies for dessert.
Drop Mrs. Dash Garlic seasoning into the roasting pan lined with heavy duty foil.
Add boneless skinless chicken (breasts or thighs or both), season chix with Mrs. Dash Garlic seasoning, add enough broth to partly cover the chicken parts, and roast at 375F for 85 minutes.
And for seasoning, I’m using Mrs. Dash, all varieties, a lot, because with broth instead of just water to keep the chicken from drying out, I get enough salt and the Mrs. Dash creates incredible flavor in your gravy!!!
The broth is made with Knorr chicken dry bouillon and water, about 1 cup for a small pan of chicken, 2 cups or more for a large pan. The gravy is made using butter and flour for a roux, then add the broth from the roasting pan on low to thicken it. No additional salt is required.
Oh, yeah – I use potato flakes for the mashed potatoes. Quicker and I don’t feel like boiling and then mashing.
Chocolate chip cookies made with classic Tollhouse recipe, including dark brown sugar instead of light brown, and an extra bit of vanilla extract.
Keeping it simple tonight: seasoned ribeyes with plenty of fresh black pepper, baked acorn squash with butter and a little honey, and green salad with diced cucumber and tomato. Cinnamon pull-aparts from Costco for dessert, or chocolate cake which is in the fridge.
Tomorrow, the extra acorn squash I am making (of course I’m making extra! why wouldn’t I while it’s in season and CHEAP) will get turned into soup with a bit of chicken stock, pureed until smooth, and maybe add a little diced chicken and mint to it to make it a little fancier. Sour cream too, if you want it creamier and tangier…
Easy Mans Dinner
Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep
Hello, Dominos?
But that’s solely because I really hate the hassle of cooking sometimes.
Tomorrow, however, is home made chicken and rice soup with fresh vegetables and herbs. I also like to mince up some kale and drop it in. I find it gives the soup broth some weight.
Oh heck, sometimes I like to keep it easy too! That’s what I like Papa Murphy’s for – was great when I was taking afternoon classes 45 minutes away from home. I’d call in my order from campus, pick it up on the way home, pop it in the oven, bam, no thinking, minimal effort, done.
This quarter my calculus class is at 7:30 in the morning, though, so I can’t use that excuse and actually have to cook. 😉
I wish it were that simple. I live way out in the sticks. The closest town to me has a Wendy’s, aTaco Bell, and a McDonalds. The next town over has a couple of ‘fake’ Italian restaurants and a ‘fake’ steak house. All of them nasty, and none of them very wheelchair friendly.
To get any kind of decent restaurant I have to drive 45 minutes.
Ugh, yes, that definitely puts a different complexion on it. In my case, I do live rurally, but near the major highway running north-south; the better restaurants, chains, etc, are all 30-45 minutes north, same as my college campus. The take-and-bake pizza place, however, is only about 15 minutes away, and right on my way home.
Definitely a different set of challenges, and if you’re ever in my neck of the woods, I’ll at least make it up to you a little by cooking some nice home-grown mutton or lamb!
🙂
Sounds great.
As soon as my son graduates college I plan to do a little traveling. I’ll be sure to stop in.
You all suck! Talking about food lighe that!
🙂
Let’s see, choices range from inedible chicken to inedible fish (seriously, how do you fuck up fried fish patties) to inedible mashed potatoes….you get the idea. Hell, right now I would literally kill for a GOOD pizza or even some White Castles! Well, it won’t be too much longer until I go home so there is that.
The one I hated with a passion was bow tie pasta with shrimps. Boil in a bag…totally greasy and tasteless. Shrimp so small they must be mutants. I swear the ANA was cooking and eating healthier food than we were.
Hmmm, lamb, goat, chicken…yeah, they probably were eating healthier (and tastier, too). My grandfather (may he rest in peace) could cook the hell out of a kid goat. He’d buy the live goat and slaughter it himself, so it doesn’t get much fresher than that!
I’ll be marinating tomorrow night’s steaks, I’m thinking of my tried and true mix of Worcestershire and Teriyaki sauce with a trace of red wine or dark beer. Has anyone else ever “beer-grilled” their steaks? It’s an idea I stole from one of my Dad’s friends. It’s simple, right after you flip your steak on the grill, you put just a small splash of beer on the top and rub it in with the tongs you’re using. Say what you want, but IT WORKS!!
I herded the brood (my two little sisters and me) down to the local pizza place and we all ate there tonight. Keepin’ it easy.
“Herded the brood” hahahahaha you won the interwebs for the night.
Moving family from trailer into nice old 1890 house bought with V.A home loan. I cant believe how many pounds of ammo I hade to lug around. Some might say were still lower class blue collar trash but I like it.
Sapper3307. That is too cool. Has it been top-to-bottom renovated? I’m guessing yes or the VA inspector wouldn’t have green-lighted it. On the other hand, it may have been exempt from a lot of stuff, owing to its age.
The V.A home inspection wasn’t as bad as the legend says. I have some series insulation to do in the attic. It has about three inches of 1890 wood chips currently. Hopefully the original owner hid some gold up their. Its going to be some work but it will be enjoyable.
I guess it depends on where you are. I found the VA inspectors to be screw counters. Best of luck in your new (old) home. Congrats.
The inspectors who did my house weren’t too bad either. I was worried because I had heard horror stories.
Has anyone thought of doing a thread on the VA home buying process expelling the rumors, legends or myths and the general process itself?
The exposes and lifting of skirts on the antics of the Distinguished Barrister from out west lead me to ask if the MMFIC has similar exposes on some of the other clowns (e.g., Chevy, Round Ranger, etal)? It would be great weekend entertainment. But, I understand the need for legal silence.
I can’t believe these clowns have truly gone silent and stopped their antics.
They haven’t.
In the words of Ron White, they have the right to remain silent, they just don’t have the ability.
Deploy the Ninjas!
Who is Leah Dunham and why do I keep hearing her name, and, more importantly, who gives a damn?
I don’t really know except that she seems to be a fat, tattooed, heifer with no other redeeming qualities. Chevy and Round Ranger kinda wimmin.
I thought I was the only one who had no idea who she is.
She’s some sort of actress or something, although I doubt I’ve ever watched anything she’s been in. She wrote a book and there’s been some controversy lately because she admits to … well, quite frankly … molesting her younger sister when they were both children.
I’m not really sure how to put that any politer.
I haven’t read the book, nor will I, so take it with a grain of salt.
I just googled her to find out who she is and the article I read never said. The reader is supposed to all ready know! So, I went to another site and learned that she is an actress and director, though I never heard of the stuff she has done. Apparently, she wrote a book and did some strange sexual things with her sister. So, sure, she’s a star.
She is a nasty piece of work that is part of the alleged reaction against the alleged “Rape Culture” in our nations colleges, except that she comes off a squirrely pervert, herself. She’s been accusing some poor schlub in her past of “raping” her, but apparently refusing to actually name him. Poor guy, I bet that if his name comes out, he’ll be surprised as hell.
That poor schlub probably does not exist anywhere except in the smarmy bowels of her shallow imagination.
Checking Amazon I see S.R. Chapman has not published her next Babes and Bullets book.
I will wait.
In the mean time, Give Commander Phil Monkress a buzz down there at APL and ask for clarification of his Native American, SEAL and LEO claims.
It will keep you entertained.
But be polite! Always be polite.
Patience will be rewarded, Legans.
I have claimed that my name is Clyde Diddit, BUT IT MIGHT he Haywood. That’s Right, Haywood Jablowme MIGHT be my real name!!
I wonder how many more innocent Men whatshisface will accuse of being me, it’s at least three by now, maybe four, and nope, the *SLUUURRP*man never came to visit either, yeah, wotta surprise!!
hahahaha I’ve used
Fah Que and Kahn Ublome
Herbie Hind.
Phuk Eue has always worked for me.
Phuk Mi that’s funny
I use Dallas Slidewell.
And on rare occasion, Brick Steelman.
I’ve also used
Cix el’Syd
read it backwards.
!eciN
When I turned around to read it backwards, I couldn’t see it to read it.
Thursday. Veal. Thanks. Encore?
When I read it backwards, all I got was ti. Great crowd. Thanks again.
Waiter, waiter. Veal.
Yep and my name is Holden Magroin. My brother’s name is Pat. Our sisters name is Kiesha.
Then again, my real name MIGHT be:
Hugh Jeballs.
Harry Baals.
Actual mayor of Fort Wayne, IN, btw.
Just to show you how far back in the farm country I come from. I had a good friend growing up whose name was John Henry Hoehandle Conley Walker Junior. We used to get his attention by yelling “Yo,Hoe” No Shit,everybody in Bailey’s Corner,Indiana can tell you where the Hoes live.
Following PH2’s example:
—I don’t have ALS
—I don’t go to Bellarmine anymore
—I don’t work at a plumbing company
—I don’t live in SoCal
—I have never been abused by a priest
—GFY. Those who this is for know who they are.
But you are dating Angie Harmon … or so I heard.
That rumor is false; I dumped her last week to run away with Kate Upton.
Your loss is my gain. I shall console Angie Harmon through her grief and heartache.
Gravel…..At your own risk! Remember your talking about Sparks girl.
“Shut your mouth”
“But I’m talking about Sparks”
“he’s a bad mutha”
smile
No worries, all I have to do is whisper in Sparks’ ear the one thing that is his kryptonite.
“Mrs. Sparks.”
I win.
I’ll invite all of you to the marriage ceremony.
Justin Verlander is gonna be pissed that you and Kate ran away together.
Stand by for a 98 MPH fast ball down your gullet (or in your groin).
Why should he worry. This is Verlander, he’s only going to choke again! Go Giants!
At the doctor’s office for an ingrown toenail. Fun, fun, fun…
In happier news, I’m counting down the days until Thanksgiving. Can’t wait to see the extended family 🙂
Should have asked around here. Plenty of people with a knife and pliers who aren’t squeamish.
Whelp, another weekend, and another call from the boss that my help is needed “out west” yet again.
This oughta be fun.
Sounds like money to me!
On the menu for tomrrow’s dinner: Texas style brisket and ribs, o and what ever the heck the wife choose to make while I’m busy cooking the meat. Only reason I’m posting now is because as every good Texan knows brisket takes a while….just cause I’m stuck in the PRoMd doesn’t mean I can’t have a tase of home….
all I can say is, if peg legs name isn’t at the top of the list, then something is wrong. http://news.yahoo.com/va-chief-1-000-workers-face-disciplinary-action-221901642–politics.html
I seem to have picked up a cold. I’m not looking forward to the next few days, but at least I don’t need to worry about missing classes or anything like that while I recuperate.
I’m meeting with my recruiter on Thursday to talk about the Reserves some more. Looking forward to taking that next step toward the military.
Just make sure any promises they give you is in writing. Also highly recomend if you haven’t done any research on military MOS/Rates/AFSC (military job codes) you do so AND while not saying an 11B isn’t a noble profession, look for ones that will make you marketable when you decide the military isn’t for you anymore. Even if you put in enough time to retire with military pension, ypu will prob need another job. So get out of the miltary everything you can because they will do the same to you. Good luck amd if you have questions you know where to find us 🙂
Thanks for the advice!
And trust me, there’s no better place I know to learn everything I need to know about the military than here.
I hired a kid about a year ago that just got out of AIT for Crypto Linguist. He was in the reserves. He got called up active duty shortly afterwards. If he stays in a few years and leaves with a good record, IMO he will be very employable but primarily as a defense contractor or perhaps LEO.
Well, kid, remember this: Hearing about being in the military is a lot like hearing about someone’s (ahem) lovemaking. No matter how good the description, it just can’t do the personal experience justice.
Well, I guess that explains my enthusiasm…
Trust me, I’m looking forward to it.
No matter what the recruiters tell you,being a In Flight Missile Repairman is not all it’s cracked up to be. Same thing with Hi-Speed Underwater Yo-Yo Operator or Direct Support Mess Kit Repairman. Choose wisely. But in all seriousness,we are here to help if you have questions.
ATTN: TWIST!!!—-Sectional #41 Update. Winamac 33, LaVille 3. Next Friday: Regional Action starts: Pioneer(Royal Center) at Winamac.
Thanks for the update.
A certain deranged fake CPO put up a picture of Hitler getting into a car and said it was Jonn in disguise fleeing after he shot up Wickre’s house.
Some people were dropped on their heads as babies. Each member of the lemon party triad was dropped on its head, bounced off the ceiling, deflected of a wall, sent flying out of a tenth story window, and had its head hit by a passing car on the freeway below.
Only more points to the “zombie” theory.
Touche. Get over that cold soon, man.
At my kids’ school this morning, the school had their annual Veteran’s Day Flag ceremony. Basically, for the past few weeks, the call has been going out to round up all the veterans in everyone’s families. A pretty impressive group came out this morning. Veterans from WW2, Korea, Vietnam, Desert Shield/Desert Storm, Iraq and Afghanistan, as well as those still serving were all introduced and their students would run up to them.
The highlight, that I hope keeps going, is when a 92 year old Navy veteran demonstrates how to salute with his great-grandchildren, which he did with both class and humor (“Ok, that was your left hand…let’s try that with your right hand now…”)
I believe he’s a MCPO. He had a bunch of hash marks on his sleeve and served from WW2, through Korea and Vietnam. He moves and speaks with a strength that belies his age. I’m certainly no expert, but his uniform looked pretty sharp.
I’d put in some pithy thing about a fake CPO who is a fake lawyer with a fake disability, but you all have covered that ground pretty well. Needless to say, this morning’s salute teacher seemed to about as polar an opposite you might get from that poor excuse.
What bugs me is that I know this is one of the seasons the posers come out in force. They’ll try to put on their poser best for the free beers and meals and general “thank you for serving” ego boosts. And it breaks my heart that I fear that one of the veterans this morning could be a poser, sitting there up in front of a bunch of kids. To be sure, I think it’s very unlikely, but still.
It sucks not only that posers are out there directly stealing valor and all that entails, but that folks like me are left with that awful doubt.
Anyway, to all of you who did sign on that line, thanks.
They are coming out of the woodwork. Last thurs AM in Dallas I saw a guy get out of a pickup that had “Navy SEALS” bumper sticker. Then, as he walked into the 99 cents only store, I could see his gold trident pinned on the side of his VN Veteran ball cap. Totally legit.
Later that same day, a buddy tells me his wife just saw “2 mexicans” in camo asking drivers for change at a freeway exit ramp. They were holding desert boots, I guess borrowing a page from the firefighters. Her father is a Citadel grad, so she called them out and called them bad words. She said other drivers were yelling at them too. I drove over there but they were gone by the time I got there. They seem to be multiplying.
On a lighter note, here’s that speed story from a SR-71 pilot:
http://youtu.be/s7EhdaPo5W8
That was awesome. Thanks for sharing.
Great story.
That was so cool!
Heads up for Hondo:
In case you haven’t already heard, Glyn Johns has written his memoirs about recording for The Rolling Stones, The Who, Led Zeppelin, The Eagles, Eric Clapton, The Faces, and more. It’s available starting this Thursday.
I’m a big fan of literature about music (especially rock ‘n roll”, this one should be rreeeeeeeeaaallllllyyyyyy good.
http://www.amazon.com/Sound-Man-Recording-Rolling-Zeppelin/dp/0399163875/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1415447785&sr=1-1&keywords=a+sound+man
As if we didn’t know, what a joke and an insult for all the money we spent and lives lost
http://www.inquisitr.com/1593810/green-berets-expose-the-incompetence-of-the-afghan-national-army/
RETIRED MARINE MAJOR WITH FIVE PURPLE HEARTS???
Ok, so I sent Jonn an email about this. Here’s the link: http://www.ijreview.com/2014/11/198902-3-man-ignored-death-threats-stand-guard-war-memorial-marine/
His name is R. E. G. Sinke, and his name doesn’t appear in the National Purple Heart Hall of Honor.
Also, in the pictures of him he’s wearing a black ‘Sam Brown’ belt with the leather strap that crosses the chest, going up over the shoulder, and not the standard Marine white belt with gold buckle.
Apparently he’s been standing guard at the War Memorial in Canada where Corporal Nathan Cirillo was killed.
GOV vetted him. Legit. DD214 there. http://guardianofvalor.com/take-best-shot-marine-guarding-canada-national-war-memorial-real/
Excellent. Thank you. I was still reading through other stuff and hadn’t clicked on the Google link for that yet.
Maybe the Purple Heart Registry is missing some names.
Fake? Legit?
~Gravel
Apparently legit, and vetted by GOV
The Gay Marriage Train
Do you know how many states have decided by popular vote to permit gay marriages to occur within their borders? The answer is three: Maryland, Maine, and Washington. Each decided the issue in 2012. In eight other states, the same result came by way of the states’ legislatures, not by popular vote. That leaves 39 states (unless you are Obama, that is, in which case that leaves 46 states) in which gay marriage has not been embraced. Notwithstanding that fact, marriage between gays is legal in 32 states. Huh? As my immigrant friend from Spain used to ask, “How that can be?” It can be because some courts decided that they could and should effect social change despite the outcomes of democratic processes which rejected that change. As a result, gay marriage has been imposed on many more states than directly or indirectly approved it.
The pace at which courts have been rejecting state bans on gay marriage has been akin to that of a runaway freight train–until this week, that is. Now, there’s a problem. A brakeman appeared and slowed the train. The brakeman’s name is the 6th Circuit Court of Appeals and it asked and answered a reasonable question: In our Constitutional and democratic system, who gets to decide gay marriage? Or, as the court put it, “Is this a
matter that the National Constitution commits to resolution by the federal courts or leaves to the less expedient, but usually reliable, work of the state democratic processes?” The court’s view was refreshingly commonsensical. If I order you to accept something that you, for whatever reason, find unacceptable or even repugnant, it is unlikely that you will abide or respect my order. However, if the very same thing came as a result of the wider community’s explicit acceptance of it, by choice, you would likely, if grudgingly, accept the thing. So, now, the matter MUST be resolved by the Supreme Court because it is not okay for something to be deemed unconstitutional under Federal law in some states but not others.
Yeah, it’s when the married gays start buying and selling unpasteurized milk across state lines that big brother can and will claim an interest probably.
I guess my point is that the courts, with SCOTUS at the top, can always F up common sense when they want to. It’s a mandate, no it’s a tax, no it’s interstate commerce, no it’s the right to privacy, etc. Too often, when the water needs to be carried, they carry the water.
“My Little Story Of Age and Pleasures.” By, Sparks.
So when I was a much younger man, my pleasures were measured in their excitement factor often. Always trying to top and outdo the last escapade.
Now that I am much older though, pleasures are found in much simpler things. To the point I offer this morning’s example.
I took a good healthy dump and upon looking thought of Phil Monkress, as usual. Then thinking I was done, here comes another great looking Palmer (Of The Ballsack).(Big Mexican dinner last night by the way.)
I flush and much to my disdain, the toilet plugs! Crap I hate that! So I wait until it goes down and give another flush. Hoping the water pressure will push these guys on down to where their friends live. But…NO JOY.
As I am by then, frustrated and cussing under my breathe, I am also reluctantly headed across the house to the garage to get the plunger. I hate the plunger!
Just as I get to the laundry room, I hear it! Yes! That wonderful, wonderful deep throated gurgle and swish! Always music to my ears! The toilet had pushed that crap on through all by itself. Happy happy, joy joy!
I turn around and head back to my laptop. Handel’s Messiah running through my mind. I was so pleased and happy and all things seemed right with the world again. Elections…so what. Bills…they can wait. The toilet flushing all by itself? That’s solid happiness right there.
So the end of this is, I have found the greatest of pleasures and joys in the simplest and strangest of things at my age. I can’t wait almost as I get older still, to find what new and wonderful things will excite me as much as…the plugged toilet flushing without the plunger. I expect life to only get better from here. 😀
That is truly awesome. I have much to look forward to…
This is why you NEVER open the airlock door until the airlock has been bled. EVER.
If you open the airlock without bleeding the air back into the holding tanks, space vacuum will engage that giant sucking black hole and you will shoot through the airlock door like an ejected photon torpedo shell.
Pop quiz for space shuttle doorgunners next Friday. Refreshments afterwards. Be there or be square. And no, do not bring your calculus books with. I’m sick of shop talk.
OK. No calculus books, but the slide rule is coming along just because ya never know when something might need to be calculated.
The Greek housewife nextdoor called and she wants you to turn down the opera music.
Did you hear the one about the fake CPO that was shooting craps? He blew a hole in the terlit. How’s the veal?
GDContractor…Hey! he’s here all week folks! The Greek neighbor lady listens to some kind of funny sounding Greek instrumental music. Most anything sounds better to me but what the hey, they’re good neighbors. But they never run their air conditioner and leave their windows open ALL summer.
Well, we have an unfortunate case of the polar vortex heading our way, and unless I’m mistaken, Typhoon Nuri is behind it. Literally.
http://www.accuweather.com/en/weather-news/monster-storm-to-pound-bering/36927708
This Nuri dude is setting a few records – lowest central millibars in pressure at 924, beating out the old record of 925, for example.
Last year, Haiyan pushed the jet stream out of its normal loop with the help of a massive pool of warm water huddling off Alaska’s southwest coast. This year, it’s Nuri, the typhoon on steroids.
And my thermostat had to go on the fritz just ahead of this, didn’t it? That’s okay, I already called the furnace guys for the seasonal maintenance check. They’ll come and check everything, scold the furnace, replace the thermostat, and yet I will still have my computer in the coldest frakkin’ room in the house. There is no justice.
I am starting to get that ‘taste’ for sausage biscuits and gravy. Big time.
Which chub is better? Jimmy Dean or Bob Evans? Johnsonville doesn’t come in chubs. 🙁
Meantime, I’ll be making chocolate chip cookies and writing.
And for the imbecilic Trifecta of Sheer Stupidity, I do not write children’s books. Period. I write books for grown-ups – fantasy- horror, sci-fi, historical romance: that sort of thing.
So going after someone whose name you picked out of a hat shows your blatant idiocy and not much else.
Jimmy Dean, for sure for sure. Hot, if you can find it.
In my humble opinion the quality of Bob Evans sausage (and the food in their restaurants) has degraded severely over the last 20 years. I don’t use any sausage that leaves a green tinged grease in the pan.
Jimmy Dean and Tennessee Pride are the only two I use anymore. Well, unless I can get local Amish made.
Thank you! Wallyworld has all those brands, but I think Johnsonville has the best flavor recipe. I just can’t find it as bulk or chub sausage.
I will try Jimmy Dean and Tennessee Pride. I have coupons!
Reese’s.
A little boy goes up to his mom and asks, “What is it called when one person sleeps on top of another?” His mother is surprised that he is asking this so young, but wants to be honest with her son so she says, “That is called sexual intercourse.”
That evening the boy goes to his first sleepover. However, at around 8pm he arrives back at his house. His mothers asks why he is back so early and he responds, “It’s called bunk-beds, mom, and Jenny’s dad wants to have a talk with you!”
Cool. I see that the Golfer in Mom Jeans has nominated Loretta Lynn to replace Eric “The Red” Holder. That’s quite a jump from the Harper Valley PTA and quite an accomplishment for a coal miner’s daughter.
What’s that? Really? Okay, to hell with it then.
FRAGO
Lets all be sharp on this Veterans day. Remember what its about and who its for.
We also need lots of photo and info on the parasitic vultures that come out of the woodwork for free food at restraints that offer a free meal to veterans.
Ok … Making a Bernath list a checking it twice:
1. Fraud
2. Punk
3. Bully
4. Mommy and Daddy Issues.
5. Less than average Sailor.
6. Photograghed by his peers taking a bath in a deep sink.
7. Been on TV and Radio.
8. Horrible CA Lawyer.
9. Not Admitted in Oregon.
10. Drove a School Bus.
11. Chased Ambulances.
12. Valor Thief
13. Will NEVER Receive “Father of the Year Award”.
14. Photograph Thief.
15. Tour Guide.
16. Not Recommended for Baby Sitting.
17. POS
18. Can’t Fly!
19. Can’t Stand!
20. Does NOT Like Female Lawyers.
And … Bernath is not, never was nor will he ever be a Genuine or Honorary CPO. PERIOD!
There is so much more about Bernath that he does not want us to know. However, we know everything!
Ta Ta …
You missed Pussy.
Master Chief…I feel fairly sure at the point Sir, that you can scratch Bernath off your Christmas card list.
That was funny!
I think you missed FORMER TSA puke, I take that as a sign that he couldn’t even make it there! My bet is that he was just as antisocial, imbecilic, and incompetent there as everywhere else he’s been in this life and made himself an unwelcome reject and the receptacle of everyone’s ridicule, but where and when hasn’t he done that?
Contrary to the popular belief of some of my compadres here on TAH, I am not going to have a Ham and Mothers nor a Beef & Shrapnel supper this evening, topped off by a Hershey’s Tropical Bar for dessert, all washed down with a warm Fresca. I have a Marie Callender’s Beef Pot Pie going in the oven right now,which will be followed by a big slab of Wal Mart brand Orange Cranberry Pound Cake, all washed down with ice cold Wal Mart 2% Milk. My only hope is that the mere mention of Ham & MFers soured the stomachs of any stolen valor thieves who may be reading this, and may you rot in Hell for all eternity.
I was good until you got to the 2% milk.
I’d kill for some 2% right now. Beats the heck out of that reconstituted stuff or the shelf stable milk in the little cardboard juice boxes. Dammit, I can’t wait to get home and get some real food.
2/17 Air Cav…With ya there bro. If my milk can’t be used for milk purposes OR used as white wash for a board fence, it just ain’t milk!
Sparks,2/17.with all due consideration to my wife’s diabetic diet restrictions,I pretty much have to eat what ever Class I rations come off the tailgate of the mess truck or go hungry.I would prefer whole milk,but I’m not the grocery buyer. So it’s either 2% or nothing.
Claw……back in the day my “beating the bush” career was rather short, about two months I think. I had this little camping stewpot that a guy DEROSING gave me. I’d get onion, garlic and Tobasco, and make my own concoction. Got pretty good at it too. The garlic served another purpose besides seasoning. For whatever reason it kept the termites from trying to build a nest in my rucksack at night.
Sure makes a guy yearn for the good ole days! NOT
Termites don’t like garlic? Seriously?
Would planting that around the base of a house keep them from chewing into it?
I know it keeps Japanese beetles out of your roses, but I hadn’t thought about what it might do to termites.
Yep, Garlic, Mint, and Marigolds are all good for chasing away termites.
Marigolds work for mosquitoes as well.
Rub them on the skin.
EX…….I don’t know the reason the garlic worked on termites. What I do know is that once I started packing garlic in my ruck no more termites. I was the only guy In my squad that packed it. Also the only one who did. Not have a termite problem.
However, those were Vietnamese termites. Maybe American termites are different. Smile
Packing some dryer sheets with the clothing in one’s rucksack and/or duffel bag also does wonders for keeping bugs out!
They must have been Vietnamese termites.
All-Points Logistics termites are not afraid of garlic it seems.
They will infest you and make off with your taxpayer dollars.
Thank you all for your feedback!
As long as menus are under discussion – we gnawed on the pot roast left from yesterday. Yummy stuff and just as good the second day. Onions, carrots, potatoes and some herbage thrown in with a chuck roast, slow cooked all day.
Been thinking about who’s out there these days and where they should be on my dream ticket. Here’s where I am so far:
Prez: Rick Scott, Wisc gov
Veep: Ben Carson (or Condi Rice)
SecDef: Condi Rice (or McChrystal)
SecState: Rick Perry
AG: ?
Treasury: Herman Cain or Neal Boortz
Homeland Security: Jan Brewer
VA: Mitt Romney
IRS: Herman Cain or Neal Boortz
Just thinking about Romney taking apart the VA while Herman and Neal dismantle the IRS makes me smile. Gotta get a southern border gov over ICE!
No need for DoEd, DoEnergy except to appoint someone to make sure their budgets go back where they should be. And why do we need a DoLabor?
Don’t you mean Scott Walker (Governor of Wisconsin) for Pres? Who is Rick Scott? I would have serious doubts about McChrystal’s judgment, he was an Obama sycophant until he got thrown under the bus for talking shit about Biden. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not the Biden bashing I have a problem with, it’s the Obama sycophant part. Now, on the other hand, General James Mattis would make an excellent choice for SecDef.
Indeed, I do mean Scott Walker! (Not enough caffeine when I wrote that.) And, Mattis would be fine with me as well. I’d just like to see a civilian with a grasp of real national security needs in there, especially one whose emphasis was Russian intelligence stuff, hence Condi.
I like Condi Rice for VP actually.
And as far as names getting thrown around (like Dr. Carson) of people who are not qualified … I’d rather vote for Condi Rice for President than some of the rest. Don’t get me wrong, because I like the majority of those people, but Condi Rice would do way better I think.
Allen West (LTC, USA, Ret.) would be a good pick for SECDEF as well, and John Bolton would be a great pick for Secretary of State (Just think about how quickly liberals would shit themselves right and left the moment he was nominated!)
I like that Colonel that lost both legs and stayed on active duty. Last I heard he was the commander of Fort Belvoir.
Col. Greg Gadson … the man is a beast. I didn’t care much for the movie Battleship, but his role in the movie was pretty good.
No idea of his politics though.
Actually, Colonel Gadson retired
hahahaha I actually commented on that posting. I had forgotten.
Happy Anniversary to all of the Cold Warriors out there.
Ever get the feeling that it was just a temporary thaw???
Cold Warrior nbcguy54 is very observant.
Apparently the Lemon Party was up late last night;
I’ve never someone who is so proud of being broke and useless.
Yeah. Most of us are well aware of that living well thingy. We’re the ones who are doing it! (Without needing to take what we have from others. And other stupid moves.)
What’s with these posers and their use of proverbs? Ranger Burrell was always talking about eating cold food and this clown thinks his pathetic existence is living. Wow.
“Ranger” Burrell probably was eating cold food during his Federal prison term.
“In the sun, in the pool, in the air”
Anyone else think it looked something like this when that ass got into the pool?
I was thinking in a pool of piss, since his bag broke; under a sun lamp to dry out the infection; and his big fat wrinkled ass in the air as some Thai boy pounds it.
Could be wrong though…
How’d he afford a trip to Thailand? Hiding assets somewhere?
It is not about the assets … It is about the … well … ah … what Thialand is infamous for … And it ain’t James Bond movies.
Yes … I suspect there is market in Thialand just for him.
I was a part of his group ranting yesterday,
My reply to him was this
“And there is the problem, you don’t understand the proverb. At face value one would think its about money and possessions. You are not capable of understanding it’s real meaning. It’s about honor and integrity, two things that in all your years you never understood.”
I’m jealous he doesn’t email me.
There’s little that extreme imbecile can do to surprise me anymore. Wow, another email calling us “wage slaves” and telling us how low we are, *YAWN* , that’s as boring as “The *SLUUURP*man cometh”! I think it’s easy to see where Daniel A. Bernath and his fellow dregs have been, just follow the slime trails!
Oh, pshaw. That “wage slave” thing just hit me. Assuming that it refers to working for an hourly calculated figure, am trying to remember ever having done that after the age of 18 or 19. Nope. Can only think of a part time job I had briefly as a favor to a friend.
Is that what he’s talking about? Stuff like the kids do during summers and such? Like when your check depends upon how many hours you work?
Not that there’s a thing wrong with doing that either out of necessity or choice, but I rather doubt that too many of us made a career of a pay by the hour kind of job. On the other hand, so what? That hardly has anything to do with our relative success whether on salary, on comission, or by the hour. Plenty of folks in each of those categories who failed and plenty who are wonderfully successful.
Must he keep repeating that twaddle, over and over?
WHO’S a fat slob? Is he looking at a mirror when he concocts that drivel?
Living well? Living well does not mean giving into your spendthrift gene, you see. Warren Buffett still lives in the same house in Omaha that he bought for $35,000 many, many, many years ago, and Warren is a WHOLE LOT SMARTER than bernitwit.
In fact, I think most of us live better than bernitwit does, because we have something besides bitterness and bile to show for our lives. We also know what real love and real friends are.
In conclusion: 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛
Preach that sermon sister 🙂
AMEN! Daniel A. Bernath has never worked hard to honestly earn or achieve anything, all he’s ever done is look upon other peoples’ achievements and happiness with hate and envy while he cooks up half-witted schemes to ruin what they have and take what he can and then goes off the deep end in anger and hatred when people don’t kowtow to his crap!!
What he says is one thing. What we know is another. The more he hits the keyboard and runs his foul mouth the better.
Analogy: He is the virus and EVERY interested scientist has him under THEIR microscope.
Crystal Ball: No income and jail!
If you carefully read that ridiculous rant, you realize that bernutsless is describing himself: fat slob, schoolyard bully, wage slave with no future, attacks helpless people, sadism, cruelty. That all describes berntwitless to a ‘T’.
Is he talking about himself again?
He really needs to see the doc and get his meds tweaked.
Dude needs to quit suck-starting his catheter. The amount of piss he’s ingested is making him even more loony.
On my way to greet some returning troopers! Not sure where they’ve been or how long they’ve been gone. Doesn’t matter. It’s just that some of us old timers make sure that there are friendly faces to welcome them home. Every time.
Might be some refreshments involved for the waiting families. That part is great fun. Watching the anticipation on the faces of the children. Yeah. This is living!
This LtCol is a real douche bag. He needs to be shamed into giving Matty back. http://nypost.com/2014/11/09/soldiers-hero-dog-stolen-by-military/
Yeah, based on that story I concur. As far as shaming someone, if they have no shame, that won’t work.
Fuck me running, if this is true …
This really deserves to be vetted (no pun intended) and have it’s own story here at TAH.
There is no LTC Richard Vargas in AKO.
I know a guy from years back that had a KPOD and IBA plates that saved his life from five or six rounds.
This guy lived, obviously, and wanted the gear as a “souvenir.”
Nobody seemed to have an issue with it except the General that was given the gear as his “souvenir.” The one who had them displayed in his office. After some scuttlebutt and “backroom shaming”, the Soldier in question was returned the gear.
I wonder if this may be what happened to the dog? I could see some friend of a friend or political VIP with the dog. What a cool dog a great story to tell his friends! ” Well, my dog served in Iraq, etc., etc., etc.” Much like, in my opinion, a business flying or displaying a flag that was flown overseas.
Whether or not Vargas is real, whoever has the dog needs to return it immediately. I actually would not be surprised if it is sleeping on some political appointee’s couch.
Very sad, indeed.
I found a 2011 article on military working dogs quoting a LTC Richard Vargas –
http://www.stripes.com/news/strong-bonds-link-military-dogs-handlers-1.157898
I’d suggest making a lot of loud noises in the press about this, especially since, as Jonn pointed out, Vargas is not in AKO.
I found him. His last name is spelled Vargus; he’s now a civilian. He works in the Pentagon as the Military Working Dog Program manager. I’ll e-mail Jonn his contact info.
Well, damn…I have been so busy working on class assignments for my Ethics class, I had to stop for a moment and grab myself something to eat.
Hmmm…Crackers…good and tasty. I like the old school Ritz ones. Makes me think of how full of crumbs my lap is usually after eating a sleeve of them. I wipe those crumbs off and smile…like Daniel and Dennis…straight to the trash is where those crumbs go.
Then I would like some cheese…I personally love a mix of mild cheddar and mozzarella. Wow, there is a lot of cheddar in stock today. I think Chevy has to be out somewhere, starving because there is more cheese at the store than usual. Or I wonder (and hope) that his lies finally caught up to him and he’s in that padded cell with the other idiots…and on a cheese-free diet. Cheese detox is impossible, but I am sure we can get Chevy to accept it…and become a better person. He has to be at the first step of admitting his problem.
“I, Chevy, am powerless over cheese. Without it, my life is unmanageable.”
Have faith, Chevy. Your life is manageable without cheese. Stay in your cell, locked up in the jacket that keeps you warm day and night and take your vitamins and be a good little boy in that cell. The orderly will come and check on you once a day.
No?
Ok…but you need to do this to get better…come on Chevy…you can do this. Stay off radar, admit you’re a complete assholic moron, detox from the cheese, sell all your possessions and go live life in hell after you sacrifice your blubber butt body to a family of sharks.
Dennis, Dallas, Paul, Phil and Cody…along with the rest of you phony sacks of human dog poop (you all are too stupid to be considered for cat poop)….take note of what we are suggesting to Chevy…and do the same.
I don’t think “living well” means perpetually looking over your shoulder; relying on others to hide all your assets; knowing that your legacy forever more will be solely based on shame; knowing that your descendants will only find the name “Daniel Bernath” to be something to apologize and make excuses for; knowing that your only defenders are liars, frauds, and/or crazy people; being forever a laughingstock in both professional and recreational endeavors; having nothing in your own name; and relying on others to protect you while being unwilling and incapable of of protecting others.
Sounds like everyone here are the ones getting the “revenge,” although the ones here with honor and integrity don’t view it as revenge because they are not petty and spiteful, nor do they need to project on others because, unlike the legacy of Daniel Bernath, those here don’t need to validate themselves to others. As such, Daniel Bernath is neither getting revenge or living well. He’s just another weirdo with a tainted legacy of shame and excuses.
Well said Jag.
Well said, JAGC.
If I may be so bold, I think that ‘living well’ can mean anything from buying a 120-year-old house and restoring it to its former glory with your own hands, to finding ways to get what you want by stretching every penny, nickel, dime, quarter, and dollar unti they squeak.
For example, a late-Victorian house in Minneapolis that had been ‘modernized’ was restored by its new owner right down to the period lamps in the dining room and tile and slipper tub in the master bath. And she did the bulk of the work of finihes, tiling, restoring the fireplaces – all that kind of thing.
Another: I like to know where to get the biggest bang for my buck. There are food service stores that retail shoppers like me can go to. It means that I can buy 10 pounds of boneless/skinless chicken at a lower per pound price than one 5 pound pack elsewhere, and 1-pound blocks of butter, which I can cut into quarters before I freeze it, at considerably less than the quarter-cut pounds at another store.
There’s a helluva lot of stuff you can do like that on an intentionally modest budget and save your money for other things, and meanwhile, you are living like the Queen of England. Or the King.
Oh, tonight: roast chicken, boiled red potatoes with thick gravy, sweet peas and mixed veggies, nice crusty Italian 5-grain bread with brie, a modest little white wine, and for dessert, chocolate chip cookies, a good Regency romance novel and lots of hot tea.
And for berntwitless, again:
😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛
Amen, good sir. Well said.
I don’t think “living well” means perpetually looking over your shoulder; relying on others to hide all your assets; knowing that your legacy forever more will be solely based on shame; knowing that your descendants will only find the name “Daniel Bernath” to be something to apologize and make excuses for; knowing that your only defenders are liars, frauds, and/or crazy people; being forever a laughingstock in both professional and recreational endeavors; having nothing in your own name; and relying on others to protect you while being unwilling and incapable of of protecting others.
Sounds like everyone here are the ones getting the “revenge,” although the ones here with honor and integrity don’t view it as revenge because they are not petty and spiteful, nor do they need to project on others because, unlike the legacy of Daniel Bernath, those here don’t need to validate themselves to others. As such, Daniel Bernath is neither getting revenge or living well. He’s just another weirdo with a tainted legacy of shame and excuses.
Long Day Today
A neighbor’s/friend’s daughter is in eighth grade this year and needs money for her school trip to Washington DC in May. I have a bunch of busy work-chores for her to do.
-Help me shop at the grocery store.
-Start a crockpot of potato-sausage-kale soup (very similar to Olive Garden’s Zuppa Toscana.)
-Fold and hang laundry.
-Vacuum (if you’ve ever lived in a log cabin and have carpeting, you’ll know why.)
-Change out bedding and pillow cases on all the beds in the house.
-Empty and load the dishwasher.
-Clean the rest of the kitchen.
-Detail the interior of my truck, if she has time.
She’s pretty good about working unsupervised, but I’ve never had her do food-prep for me before so I’m a little worried there … don’t want any of her fingers sliced off. Although her mother (who used to be the lady that cleaned and cooked for me 2-3 times a week) says that the daughter makes dinners for the family at home all the time.
Mission accomplished.
No fingers lost.
As I was walking down the street yesterday, I saw a couple of effeminate men having a heated argument.
I thought of Commander Phil Monkress at All-Points Logistics and Palmer (of the Ballsack) Wickre.
Ebola? What Ebola? It’s gone. No new cases. No preliminarily positive tests. No quarantines. Yeah, it’s just gone. Wait. This is a helluva coincidence: Immediately after the Golfer in Mom Jeans appointed a political operative as his Ebola czar, the information flow slowed to a trickle. It’s now an inaudible drip. I like coincidences.
2/17AirCav, he IS an inaudible drip.
Today I took great pride in the 25th Anniversary. I can proudly say that my generation of BT’s took part in the dismantling of the Berlin Wall. We steamed hard with a 600 ship Navy, we stayed on Bears ass, from the North and South Atlantic, Caribbean, Med, Persian Gulf, Pacific, Indian Ocean and Black Sea. Yeah … been there and have the tee-shirts to prove it.
Bernath was not there. During this period he was running from failed job to his next disaster, leaving plenty of evidence, witnesses and a torrid story to be told at a later date at the pleasure of righteous men.
Oh … Blew, cut and trimmed my golf course quality lawn today for the last time this year!
Bernath’s lawn is most probably full of weeds!
One of my HS friends is a big DC lib, and a former writer/blogger over at Huffpo. She was so proud of the fact she was a witness to the Berlin Wall coming down.
Well, until I reminded her that she got to witness history. The actions of those of us in uniform MADE it.
I’m quite proud that my service caught the tail end of the cold war.
Even at the age of 19 as the wall came down, I knew what a huge moment it was.
Three weeks later at Thanksgiving it was a topic around the table and the various sofas, my Grandparents told me (us) of how they were in Germany when the wall first started going up. They were estatic that they lived to see it come down.
I remember when that monstrosity went up and JFK’s speech when he visited Berlin.
Speaking from a platform erected on the steps of Rathaus Schöneberg for an audience of 450,000, Kennedy said,
Two thousand years ago, the proudest boast was civis romanus sum [“I am a Roman citizen”]. Today, in the world of freedom, the proudest boast is “Ich bin ein Berliner!”… All free men, wherever they may live, are citizens of Berlin, and therefore, as a free man, I take pride in the words “Ich bin ein Berliner!”
http://m.colts.com/article.html?rel=2
I thought this was cool. The Colts added a “chair of honor”.
Not sure if anyone noticed or cares…
but…
The Cleveland Browns are in fricking first place!!!!
Go Browns!