Saturday, April 18, 2015

No Easter Rising

Being a well seasoned fool prone to foolish situations,  I recently was in a conversation with those of the progressive bent. Firearms control and citizen rebellion were discussed. Citizen rebellion was part of the discussion along with “gun confiscation”.

The progressives seem to envision some form of the 1916 Easter Rising with the police and military under their control and direction.

My mention of Generation IV warfare was greeted by dumb stares. They had no idea what I was yakking about.

The idea that Americans can be forced to do anything for long is to ignore our history. Be it neo communist Progressives with their collectivist power dreams or evangelical assholes railing about “Queers” and abortion and working to make their views the law of the land, they all have forgotten the bedrock principle of Americanism, “Leave me the hell alone”.

Our history is full of resistance to domination. Here are just three unrelated examples.

1.    The massive resistance to Prohibition.
2.    The Deacons for Defense and Justice.
3.    The 60’s radicals.

Since few, if any, (P)regressives read this blog, nothing new is offered to regular readers. My fear is this country may implode leaving us vulnerable to our foreign enemies, and the horrors of civil war.

Friday, April 17, 2015

Springtime In The Rockies

Sherman Summit on Interstate 80 between Laramie and Cheyenne. Photos are credited to the Wyoming State Patrol.
My sister, the Insurance Adjuster, and her office are there doing the necessary aftermath work. 

Sitting fifty miles South, we are receiving much needed rain with a small amount of snow mixed in. We are blessed.

Sherman Summit is about 8,200 ft asl, and is the highest point on the Union Pacific railroad. 

Interstate 80 through Wyoming is challenging. West to East, from Evanston to Lyman,  there are three climb and descent sections usually called, "The Three Sisters".  

From Creston Junction to Rawlins is a section infamous for high wind blowovers. 

East of Rawlins to Laramie is Elk Mountain. Year around black ice (I once hit some late at night in July), winter blizzards, and high winds. Once observed a pickup with a fifth wheel RV blown over while parked on the shoulder near Anderson.That day was so windy the tailwind gave my Lincoln Town Car 31 mpg instead of the usual 22.

From Laramie to Cheyenne is Sherman Summit. The portion around Buford, while not as steep, is prone to ground blizzards.

Cheyenne to the Nebraska line? You are not home free, Bubba. High winds and black ice has closed that Section of I-80 many times.

Over the years I've driven on I-80 countless times, and even before on US 30. The truckers who make their living running that route have my upmost respect and admiration. As for outright guts? The Wyoming State Patrol  troopers!

ADDENDUM:  Video here.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Rachel Maddow is Wrong Again (Surprise, surprise)

"After the Republican gains in the 2010 midterms, Congress has fallen on hard times. The legislative branch has approved no meaningful legislative accomplishments in over four years"

Yes, Rachel, they have. Four years of blocking stupid and wasteful Progressive wet dreams is a worthy accomplishment.


Friday, April 10, 2015

#@%^$&^** Construction

The home city has two of the four lane N-S arterials I most often use tore up. Of course, the damn sheeple just plod along texting and picking their noses. Alternate routes, which I take, are all two lane city streets which take more time. 

For my sins, have spent the last two days in Fort Collins. Leaving Northbound I-25 at the North end of Fort Collins is Mulberry aka Highway 287 aka Highway 14, a four lane arterial used by those going to Laramie, WY and Walden, CO. The bridge over the Cache la Poudre river is closed Eastbound and is being rebuilt. Say you want to go to Laramie. North on Mulberry across the river then turn 45 degrees to the right onto Riverside. Parallel the railroad tracks for a few block then another 45 degrees to the right onto College (four lanes) + 287 +14.  College extends about four miles then becomes two lanes. Eventually, you escape into open country. OK, not so bad? On your return, the right lane of College is blocked, Riverside is one lane, and Mulberry is closed. Want to get to I-25? About one mile Southeast down  Riverside, make a 270 degree left turn on Lemay that will take you to Eastbound Mulberry. The traffic is a mix of cars, 18 wheelers, farm trucks, and large pickups pulling gooseneck trailers. Fun, fun, fun!

When I need to go West on I-80 in Wyoming I will drive the extra 22 miles to Cheyenne. That way takes you over Sherman Summit, the highest point on the Union Pacific system at  8,000+ feet but I don't care. My sister, on the other hand, dislikes Sherman Summit. One of the many things we agree to disagree about, and do so disagreeable.

It is going to be a long Spring and Summer.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Adventures in Travels at Sea WWII

As usual, reading Old AF Sarge's blog stirs the memory banks.

My late father went to war from the West Coast to India via Australia in a converted passenger liner (name escapes me). Other than boredom and the fear of Japanese submarines, the one story he liked to tell involved fried chicken. Seems the officers were fed fried chicken and a bucket of necks and wings was being  tossed overboard. Said bucket was intercepted by he and his buddies and the contents promptly consumed. He remained indignant all his years over the difference of treatment of officers and enlisted.

He returned from India on a Liberty ship via the Cape of Good Hope to Baltimore. At some time during the voyage the hull started coming apart at the bow. The Captain slowly steamed home astern (I think that is the correct term). The trip took over a hundred days and rations were very slim toward the end of the voyage.

He crossed the Equator three times. The Pacific, the Indian, and the Atlantic Oceans plus the International Date Line going and the Prime Meridian returning. Other than salmon fishing off the Oregon Coast, I don't think he ever ventured aboard another vessel.

I thought of him when going to Europe on the General Maurice Rose. I was bored by the third day. I could well understand that he felt like livestock. 

Mortal Enemy

This morning was vacuuming day. The cat found the highest corner in the most remote closet. About an hour later she slinked into the living room with her head on a swivel. Looked like the point man on a combat patrol.

She has hated me every since, five years ago, while wearing leather gloves, I stuffed her into a cat carrier. Blasted feline. I've threatened to sell her to a Vietnamese restaurant (ok, start hating on me for stereotyping). 

Business Manners

“The toes you step on today may be connected to the ass you need to kiss tomorrow.”

Author unknown

Good business manners, like good manners in general, seem to be a thing of the past. Maybe it is my age speaking; grumpy old man.

A recent example is my decision to end my job delivering from the pharmacy to care centers. I’m too busy with other (more profitable) endeavors. I sent a polite message to the manager giving him reasonable time to find someone else. No response, thank you, no thank you, go to hell or whatever.

One of the companies I do property inspections for hasn’t been sending me much work. I know they are struggling. Recently they “upgraded” their system. Installing it on my computer will take as much disk space as Google Earth. I made the decision to drop them and sent them a polite email. Once again, no response.

About a month ago the management of the delivery company changed the way they pay us contractors,  with no prior discussion. Sort of a “take it or leave it” situation. Am I the only one that remembers the Laws of Adhesion from Business 101?

The stronger party cannot dictate terms and conditions detrimental to the weaker party. In my case they backed off.

I've always tried to use good business manners. Running late? Make a call. Can’t make an appointment? Make a call. Now we have cell phones, there really isn't an excuse not to MAKE THE DAMN PHONE CALL. Show some respect for the other party’s time.

The best example of the benefits of excellent business manners I know of is my sister, the Insurance Adjuster. A lifetime of good manners and treating everyone with respect and consideration has given her a vast network of people inclined to help her. Who else could get someone to cheerfully open an impound yard at 2 am on Sunday in a raging Wyoming blizzard?

Ah hell, enough of this rant. I'm really becoming an old fart.