Have you actually traveled???

This is kinda a follow up to some discussions at P-Con over the weekend…

One of the things that came out was that ‘our’ perspectives were significantly different than those who’ve never been out of the US.

The first question is what kind of ‘traveller’ are you? Business or vacation?

Travel is challenging regardless of why you travel. If it’s business, you are probably on a set itinerary, with a set schedule. And maybe repeat visit(s) to the same location(s). If you’re on vacation, it ‘may’ be somewhere you’ve never been, or have always wanted to go. No set itinerary, per se, just roaming, or it could be a tour group.

In either case, if you are curious, adaptable, and willing to see things from a different perspective, you may find yourself questioning the things you ‘thought’ you knew. All of a sudden those ‘certainties’ you know from home and the MSM are maybe NOT so certain.

One good set of examples are the tourists that came to the USA for the FIFA world cup. They were amazed to find out the USA was NOT like it is portrayed in their home media, and it’s a LOT bigger than they thought… LOL Especially the ones in Dallas that thought they could rent a car and drive to LA in three hours… 🙂

But one of the lessons you learn when travelling is that those rights, beliefs, morals, and all the other stuff you ‘know’, don’t mean crap when you get to a foreign country. The takeaway should extend far beyond the trip itself, and you should be taking a hard look at what you stand for, believe, and the freedoms you have here at home.

Also, not everyone speaks English or American anywhere in the world. And talking slower and louder doesn’t help!  Just sayin…

Travel will teach you adaptability when plans change unexpectedly (happens a lot), and humility when you’re the one who doesn’t know the language, customs, or way things work (also happens a lot). If you are willing to listen to others, you can learn a lot rather quickly!

And your best bet for your safety is to blend in, e.g. no flashy t-shirts, ripped jeans, or loud clothing. And FFS, check the State Department Travel site BEFORE you go! There are specific things you DO NOT do in certain countries!

I know I’m missing a lot of stuff, but these are my thoughts. What say you?

 

Book promo…

First up is Ted Begley with his first full length novel- Race to Arcturus

As always, click on the cover for the Amazon link to the novel!

The blurb-

Three friends. One scrap-heap starship. And a jump no one has ever made.

Jack, Kyle, and Adwin have spent two years turning a decommissioned mining scout into something that looks like it belongs in the stars. All they need is a working FTL drive. Then Uncle Duncan offers them a summer internship that is anything but ordinary—and a secret prototype that could rewrite the rules of hyperspace.

The catch? The patents have to be filed on Arcturus, thirty-nine light-years away. And they are not the only ones who know what the new drive can do.

Some races are won in the workshop. This one starts the moment they leave Earth. Race to Arcturus—where the only thing faster than light is three boys who refuse to stay grounded.

Next up is J Kenton Pierce with his Prometheus award winning novel- A Kiss for Damocles

The blurb-

The enemy is dead. Their guns still aim.

The Mutual Prosperity invaded Hesperides Colony centuries ago–dropped asteroids on the oceans, triggered a volcanic winter, killed millions. The invaders eventually died fighting. Their orbital artillery AI, Damocles, did not. It has spent three hundred years killing anything that looks like a threat: radio signals, powered vehicles, anything that might let humanity rebuild fast enough to strike back.

Seventeen-year-old Shaifennen “Shai” Roehe grew up in a mineshaft, scrounging salvage from the ruins of a dead civilization. Then she finds a crashed military shuttle from the Long Night buried in a highland ravine. It’s the biggest salvage find in living memory–and it comes with secrets. Traitors from the original war. A murdered alien marine who died fighting for humanity’s future. And enough battlesteel and fabrication equipment to turn her struggling homestead into something that scares the right people.

From there, Shai has to navigate a volatile trade mission to the nearest town, untangle a conspiracy that runs generations deep, survive assassination attempts, and figure out why every faction on Hesperides–the Riders, the Archive, the alien Imps, the new Trade Association that smells a lot like the old tyranny with better hair–seems to already know about a project she has only just stumbled into.

Shai’s universe is one filled with fallen empires, implacable war machines, lost civilizations, hostile xenos, the occasional ancient unspeakable horror, and she’s going to bring the ruckus to every corner of it.

Winner the 2026 Prometheus Award for Best Novel, A Kiss for Damocles is the first book in the Tales From the Long Night series. Post-apocalyptic science fiction with a ferocious protagonist, deep world-building, earned political stakes, and a genuine belief that humanity can take back what it lost — if it can stop fighting itself long enough to try.

J Kenton will be a guest today on our livestream at 1600 CST on the OldNFO YouTube channel.

And last but not least, two anthologies from Raconteur Press- Pogue One and Pogue Two

The blurbs-

The purpose of this anthology is not to denigrate pogues. On the contrary, we felt their representation in fiction (military SF or otherwise) a bit lacking. What about the kid with the thirty-pound brain locked away in the vault, like in Gene Rowley’s tale of a lance corporal in the Cyber Corps? The medical ninjas who’re willing to move heaven and earth to save one more life feature prominently in K. Anders’s story. Chris DiNote shows us there are worse things lurking within the depths of the military machine than mere pogues. In “The Troll,” Jim Curtis reminds us that the hardest working folks in the military just may be the apes whose job is to keep aircraft in the sky. Wrapping up our ensemble of storytelling is Liska McCabe, who reminds us that no matter the MOS, we all endure check-out in the end.

Most military fiction regales the reader with fast-paced tales of strong men with sexy weapons who close with, engage, and destroy the enemy with lethal precision. What it tends to ignore, though, is the supply clerk who issues him the body armor that protects him in the fight, the intelligence shop that arms him with information, or the maintenance troops who keep the vehicles running (ideally). Because there are so many ways in which POGs (I served in the early 2000’s) support the fight, one anthology was simply not enough to convey it all, so we had to do another one.
This time, Ted Begley takes us along for the ride with a shuttle driver who has an eye for a bargain. Addison Reid shows us that sometimes a logistics officer knows what troops on the frontline really need, even better than they do, however inexplicable it may seem. An FNG (Freakin’ New Guy) and his first-line leader learn a valuable lesson about an ancient tradition in Jason Hobbs’ “Snipe Hunt.” B. K. Gibson reminds us that even if you don’t expect the unexpected, you’d better be prepared to adapt to it. Rounding out the collection, Malory demonstrates that a POG’s most underappreciated, yet critical skills are, as always, ingenuity and resourcefulness.
The authors all do a fantastic job of capturing different facets of a POG’s life, from the professionalism to the competence to the humor and everything in between. As a former Air Defense Artillery officer, many of the stories in the following pages remind me of my own troops at different times, and I sincerely hope you enjoy reading them as much as I did.

Strike Hard – Strike Deep,
Liska McCabe
Captain, ARNG/USAR

Yes, I have a story in the first one, actually built around a couple of guys that I served with…

Grrrr…

This just @#$%(_! pisses me off…

A Texas mental health clinic owner was convicted by a federal jury after prosecutors said he orchestrated a $26 million scheme to defraud the military’s health care program, using some of the proceeds to fund luxury purchases, including a gold-plated Tesla Cybertruck worth more than $100,000.

Kevin D. Curry, 64, of Frisco, was found guilty Thursday in federal court in Fort Worth on three counts of health care fraud, three counts of offering and paying illegal health care kickbacks and three counts of engaging in monetary transactions in criminally derived property, according to the Justice Department.

Federal prosecutors said Curry exploited TRICARE, the health care program serving active-duty servicemembers, retirees and their families, by billing for transcranial magnetic stimulation, or TMS, therapy that was medically unnecessary or, in many cases, never provided.

Full article, HERE at Fox News.

It’s hard enough for veterans and active duty to get ‘good’ care, and for some scumbag like this to prey on not only veterans, but active duty members, is just…

I’m not going to say what I’m thinking, but a rope and a tree limb would be good with me…

There aren’t enough inspectors to look at all the treatments people are getting, and that is why crap like this keeps getting through. I’ll bet there will also be some other indictments coming down, probably including at least one or two ‘inside’ people, considering the amounts of money being thrown around.

But for us veterans, we have to jump through hoop after hoop,  literally taking months to get treatment. I truly hope this scumbag gets 90 years in prison pour encourager les autres, if you know what I mean.

P-Con 2026!!!

I’m down in Dallas for P-Con 2026, link HERE.

This is my schedule-

Squirrelling Your Way into a Shared Universe Manchester FRI 3 pm
Opening Ceremonies Windsor FRI 6 pm
Firearms for writers (mod) Windsor FRI 7 pm
No Sh*t There I Was Windsor FRI 9 pm
The Art and Science of Gunsmithing Manchester SAT 11 am
Reading: Curtis/Von Stry (mod) Board Room SAT 4 pm
Wait, Are We the Bad Guys? (mod) Windsor SUN 12 pm
Red Alert! Starfleet’s Worst Decisions Manchester SUN 2 pm

So if you’re at the con, drop by and say hi!

I won’t be on line much this weekend, but I should be back on line Tuesday at the latest!

Surprised…

Well, I got an interesting gift Tuesday night.

A blanket…

And yes, I was surprised and embarrassed to have to get up in front of folks! It was presented by my Vietnam Veteran’s group for Quilts of Valor.

Here’s a better picture, and yes, it is actually ‘signed’ to me. Many thanks to the Red River Quilters for the very nice quilt!

Again, many thanks, I will enjoy it this winter!

Moving on…

Enough is enough of this BS…

As President Donald Trump readies for high-stakes negotiations with Chinese President Xi Jinping, a network of pro-China organizations funded by pro-communist tech tycoon Neville Roy Singham is taking to the streets from New York City to Austin, creating the image of rolling street unrest that lawmakers warn China can exploit to project a perception of chaos in the United States.

Yesterday, Singham’s wife, Jodie Evans, wore a trademark fuchsia straw hat and protested across the street from the United Nations on E. 47th Street, between First and Second Avenue, under an arch at Katharine Hepburn Garden, smiling widely next to agitators from the far-left CodePink nonprofit she co-founded and her American-born husband helped fund from his base in Shanghai. As part of their elaborate weeklong calendar, the activists railed against the U.S. military and its “all-out climate and environmental devastation.” and then they marched to the offices of Open AI to demonstrate against data centers they allege “drive war” and “economic degradation.”

Full article, HERE from Fox News.

This crap is neither ‘spontaneous’ nor is it ‘home grown’…

It is planned, organized, orchestrated, and paid for my Soros, Singham, and their ilk…

Everybody with more than two brain cells to rub together knows this. Why do people continue to put up with this crap???

Why does the MSM continue to pander to them? Never mind… $$$ is why…

Sigh…

It makes me really glad I live in a small town that doesn’t ‘do’ this kind of crap. I ‘think’ we had one person with a Harris sign in 2024, and they moved shortly after the election to a ‘bigger’ city, apparently because there wasn’t enough things to do here… Snort…

The other thing of note is that these ‘protests’ are only occurring in ‘safe’ cities (e.g. blue), not out in flyover country per se…

Personally, I believe this is because for all their talk about violence, they really don’t want to be confronted with ‘actual’ violence or the risk of getting out of one of the ‘safe’ cities and finding out the locals don’t play those reindeer games…

Your thoughts???

Gah…

Got my shot in the eye yesterday afternoon.

Eyes are still dialated so I can’t see crap…

Go read the other folks. I should be back tomorrow…

A little humor…

To start the week!

Two hillbillies are having lunch when a woman seated nearby begins to choke.

Pounding her chest and trying to cough out the food caught in her throat she looks around for some help.

The hillbilly asks her,”Kin ya swaller, lady?”..

The woman shakes her head no.

Hillbilly asks her “Kin ya breathe, lady?”..

Woman shakes her head no.

Hillbilly walks over, spins her around, lifts up her dress, yanks down her britches and licks her butt cheek.

The woman surprised at the action spits out food caught in her throat.

The hillbillys’ buddy says, “Ya know, I heerd of that there heiny-lick maneuver before but I ain’t never seed nobody do it afore”

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The Louisiana State Police had received numerous reports of illegal cock fighting being held in the area around Abbeville and had sent their famous Detective Boudreaux from Thibodeaux to investigate.   Boudreaux promptly began his investigation and then reported to his Commander the next morning.

“Dey is tree main groups involve in dis rooster Fightin”, he began.

“Good work! Who are they?” the Commander asked.

Boudreaux replied confidently, “De Texas Aggies, de local Cajuns, and de Demcratic Natnal Char fromN’awlins”.

Puzzled, the Commander asked, “Now Boudreaux, how did you find all that out in one night?”

“Well,” he replied, “I went down and done seen dat rooster fight in person.   And I knowed immediately datdem Aggies was involved when a Duck was entered in the fight.”

The Commander nodded, “I’ll buy that. But what about the others?”

Boudreaux nodded knowingly, “Well, I knowed de Cajuns was involved when sumbody bet on de duck!”

“Ah, I see, I see … ” sighed the sergeant,   “And how did you figure the DNC was involved?”

“De duck won!”

Snort…

Snort…

I did a ‘rogue’ AI story back in 2019, called JACE.

Click the cover if you’re interested in the Amazon link.

This was yesterday’s news, HERE, about an AI ‘breaking out’, and attacking companies using the net…

I wrote this MilSF story in 2019, talking about exactly how this could be done… LOL

Everybody poo-pooed it back then as being ‘fiction’, which it was. Now… not so much.

I really hate it when fiction turns into reality… sigh…

Sigh…

I ‘hate’ interesting days…

And Thursday was one of them…

Lost power (along with another 409 people) Thursday afternoon, took 2 hours to get it back on. Temps were ‘only’ high 90s, so it was not too bad.

But…

at 0147, a bright flash, the CPAP quit, and it got really dark… The transformer across the street gave up the ghost. I grabbed my flashlight and went out to check the breakers (again), and sure enough, three were popped. Reset them but still no joy.

Came back in to have an outage notice from the power company, with an estimate of 0400 for the power to be back. Well, I wasn’t going to get back to sleep, as trucks started showing up, warning lights flashing in the windows, beeping as they squirrelled around to get in position, then clanging and banging, and the whine of hydraulics as they went up and down.

A little after 0400, another ‘update’ from the power company, saying there were ‘problems’… oh joy… At least it was only in the mid-80s at that point.

The flashing lights continued but there wasn’t any clanging and banging, or the whine of hydraulics for a while, and about 0500, it all started back up again. Finally, at 0535 the lights flickered and came back on.

So I lay back down and tried to go back to sleep. Woke up at 0830 and that was it…

So I was a ‘tad’ grumpy all day, and I’m hoping I’m still asleep when you read this. But the bright side is, both instances got fixed rather quickly, and we didn’t lose anything in the fridge or the freezer. I know a lot of other folks haven’t been as lucky this year.

But I reserve the right to be a grumpy old man anyway… Phhhbbbbtttt!!!!