On the money…

In this election year, this guy hits it out of the park… Whomever he is…

I didnt write it, but I agree with it.

“My opinion: Most people enter politics from a strong need for power and control. And personal profit. Plain and simple. Politics attracts crooks.

A tiny number of people pursue political office from a purely altruistic, civic-minded desire to serve. As a rule, those folks get eaten up before they reach any office higher than mayor. Or they become the rare politician who finds a perfect match with a local constituency, and they all work together happily for many years. That’s the ideal. Apple pie in the sky, and all that. But it’s increasingly rare. Almost extinct, to my observation.

Beyond that point, however, the average person can’t afford to run for higher office without becoming part of the political marketing industry. So their sense of altruism begins to wither. They try to fight it for awhile, but eventually they sell out, and become part of the elaborately staged political theater. At that point it’s game over, at least for me. I have no faith in any current political player at the state or federal level, anywhere. They’re all part of the machine, which requires endless conflict to keep the game moving and perpetuate its profits.

I know people who get annoyed when I say the two main U.S. parties are indistinguishable. Not about issues: Both parties follow tightly scripted, issue-driven agendas carefully calculated to appeal to specific demographics. Members of both parties operate pretty much in lockstep with those agendae, ensuring constant gridlock (which, coincidentally, profits the political marketing industry). So yes, obviously I can hear the difference in the scripts they follow, and the talking points they’ve memorized. But beyond that, they’re just part of this noxious entity that has eaten the country I love. I hate it. I hate all of it. Yes, I always vote, though I do not vote according to any party line. But I hold my nose while I do it, and deposit the ballot as though I’m throwing out a bag of dog crap, because I know that at the state and federal level it’s all a load of crap, regardless of which false-binary badge a candidate may wear.

Whew. Deep breath. So yeah. I’ve had people ask if I’d ever consider running for political office. I’m thinking HELL no. I’ve got other ways I can serve humanity, I can pick up trash on the side of the road on the weekends… At least that is ‘clean’ work!”

Down under…

After a ‘short’ little trip of 32 hours, in place down under…

Met Julie for a quick cuppa (as they call it.  And no I DID NOT go to sleep in the coffee) after arrival and passed her a copy of the book.  We were chatting about the ‘issues’ with the takers vs. the earners and drug testing.

So this morning (my time) this popped in via the mil-email string…

image002We’d pretty much agreed that this WOULD be fair… And no, they don’t require it down here either…  Much to her displeasure…

Been up since 0400, spent an hour trying to get the #@% computer to connect to the local network… sigh…

Now off to breakfast, then off to work.  And try like hell to stay awake in the meetingzzzzZZZZ.

 

Doin the Math…

documented cost to operate a Chevy Volt…

Eric Bolling (Fox Business Channel’s Follow the Money) test drove the Chevy Volt at the invitation of General Motors.

For four days in a row, the fully charged battery lasted only 25 miles before the Volt switched to the reserve gasoline engine. Eric calculated the car got 30 mpg including the 25 miles it ran on the battery. So, the range including the 9 gallon gas tank and the 16 kwh battery is approximately 270 miles.

It will take you 4 1/2 hours to drive 270 miles at 60 mph. Then add 10 hours to charge the battery and you have a total trip time of 14.5 hours. In a typical road trip your average speed (including charging time) would be 20 mph.

According to General Motors, the Volt battery holds 16 kwh of electricity. It takes a full 10 hours to charge a drained battery. The cost for the electricity to charge the Volt is never mentioned so I looked up what I pay for electricity. I pay approximately (it varies with amount used and the seasons) $1.16 per kwh.

16 kwh x $1.16 per kwh = $18.56 to charge the battery. $18.56 per charge divided by 25 miles = $0.74 per mile to operate the Volt using the battery. Compare this to a similar size car with a gasoline engine that gets only 32 mpg. $3.19 per gallon divided by 32 mpg = $0.10 per mile. The gasoline powered car costs about $15,000 while the Volt costs $46,000.

Edit- As readers have commented, it appears the $1.16 appears to be significantly inflated-  if it’s $0.16 per kWh then the numbers become $2.56 per charge = $0.1024 per mile.  So basically the same as a gasoline powered car.

My bad, should have done more research… sigh

So the Government wants us to pay 3 times as much, for a car that costs more than 7 times as much to run, and takes 3 times longer to drive across the country…..

REALLY ?? Where do I sign!!!  

Oh wait a minute… reality check… I’ll stick with my 2009 6.2 liter Yukon, 350mi range at 85mph, average day’s drive 800 miles and I only paid $44,000 for it!!!

WOW…

Barbershop, it’s NOT just for guys…

These young ladies are from Towson University… OUTSTANDING!!!

h/t JP

And yes, Willie is playing ‘my’ song again…  Out of pocket for the next three weeks…

Light posting and commenting…

Heading out for a little work trip, not much time/availability to post or comment…

Back in about three weeks, beer’s in the fridge, dog food’s in the pantry.  The dog gets ‘cranky’ if he doesn’t get to chase squirrels twice a day. Dunno what he’ll do if he ever catches one…

These two kinda ‘nail’ what I’ve been thinking lately…

Obama Bingo

He IS playing some other game…

Will Rogers

And Will Rogers, like Mark Twain, were a LOT smarter and politically astute than most folks today, especially the low information types… sigh…

GO read the folks on the sidebar!!!  PLEASE!

WWI/WWII Poster…

Probably the ‘iconic’ Navy recruiting poster, this one actually saw use in both WWI and WWII.

Christie WWI recruiting poster official Navy Photo

It was done by Howard Chandler Christie, who had created the ‘Christie Girl’

Christy first attracted attention with his realistic illustrations and several articles as a combat artist during the Spanish-American War that included the Battle of Las Guasimas, the Battle of El Caney and the Battle of San Juan Hill, published in Scribner’s and Harper’s magazines and in Collier’s Weekly, gaining especial prominence with the series, “Men of the Army and Navy,” and a portrait of Colonel Roosevelt that appeared on the cover of his Rough Riders series published in Scribner’s. These illustrations propelled Cristy to national prominence. He also would paint patriotic posters for the US Navy and US Marine Corps.  His Wiki is HERE.

Here’ the Marine Corps version-

Christie WWI Marine Recruiting poster

And the original model Mrs. E. Leroy Finch accepting a plaque from Captain Robert L. Latta, senior Navy recruiter in New York City, during a ceremony at the home of her daughter, 30 January 1977. The plaque recognizes her long-time assistance to the Navy’s recruiting efforts.

Christie WWI modelI can’t promise I’ll get this much history on all of them but I ‘will’ try…  Hope you enjoyed it!

Random Stuff…

Thanks to all that have bought The Grey Man!!!

Seriously, I really DO appreciate those that have not only bought my little book, but those who’ve helped me plug it on their blogs and Facecrack and in emails… Every little bit helps.

In the ‘truth in advertising’ department, I will offer you this one…  From the street guess what was ‘all’ you could see…

Click to embiggen…Free beer

There’s ‘truth’ and then there is ‘small print’… Gotta give them credit for making the BEST use of both!!! 😀

In the gratuitous kid pic, apparently the ‘genes’ will out, Jace yesterday…

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Jace 3 15 14

PP’s comment with the pic- “It’s your mini me!!  He raised his little eyebrow at me like WHAT? I was cracking up. That would be genetics, he is SO your grandson with his little expressions.”

And I got a great find from my buddy…

Click to embiggen

Colt keyring screwdriver 1

Colt keyring screwdriver 2

While this is not the ‘original’ screwdriver, he does remember this keyring screwdriver being in the box with the Colt Woodsman when he was a kid.  It’s not a truly old one, but it’s another little peace of history…

Now sadly, it’s back to your regularly scheduled BS… Sigh…

The Grey Man, update…

Many thanks to all those who’ve more money than sense… 🙂  The book is selling like a house afire…er… stack of pancakes… erm  a  sputtering ember… sigh…

Seriously, it’s moving about like I’d have expected for a total unknown self-publishing with NO marketing other than my friends out here.  I’m actually surprised at the good reviews, and have enjoyed chatting on email with a couple of readers over questions as to why I did certain things in the book, and  some techniques that I use in the book’s shooting sequences.

Notice anything unusual in the picture below?

TGM screen shot

Two of the books that pop up on the first page of customers who bought are Peter’s Maxwell Series and Marco’s Frontline Series.  This tells me ‘our’ little corner of the intarwebz supports each other, and I appreciate that!  I can now afford TWO cups of coffee, and TWO donuts! 🙂

Thanks to a lead by some folks, I’m getting a bump today on PJMedia in the Lifestyle Section HERE.   Thanks to Sarah Hoyt, Charlie Martin and Wing

And for you Alfa and Beta readers, your books went in the mail today, unless you’re going to pick them up at NRA Annual Meeting.

Thanks folks, and I appreciate the support!

Edit- Okay, marketing 101 fail over here… No link to the book… sigh…

LINK to my book!!!

Teh stoopid, I can haz it tonight…

The ‘next’ step???

China takes the Senkaku’s???

Iran goes nuclear in a couple of months???

North Korea takes another shot at South Korea???

Putin ‘takes’ another country back??? Poland? Belarus? Lithuania?

I think ‘something’ is going to happen in the next 90-180 days that will have serious international repercussions…  I hope I’m wrong, but way too many ‘dictators/State actors’ are starting to move in the belief that America is now a toothless dragon, and not willing to commit to any treaty support…

If China makes a move, ‘I’ believe Japan will fight back, and will probably draw South Korea in.  And 7th Fleet??? Probably sunk by the Chinese…

If Iran goes nuclear, ‘I’ believe Israel will strike, and there goes the middle east AGAIN!!!  And America?  Sidelined, and possibly a nuke response against 5th Fleet…

If North Korea goes after South Korea, they could well strike at the base concentrations (we have somewhere in the neighborhood of 29,000 US military in country) first.  And when that happens the ROKs will go full bore against the North and China will step in on the North’s side (again)… Except that this time they will probably win… Because we can’t support a fight over there…

Putin has a stated goal of ‘restoring’ Russia to it’s former glory (can you spell USSR), and he’s pretty much shown he doesn’t give a rats ass what America does… And the statement was made they could turn America into a nuclear wasteland… Well boys and girls, I hope you remember how to duck and cover, and bend over and kiss your asses goodbye…

I think the ONLY thing that may stop them is the 2014 elections and power turning around in this country…  I’m really too old to go strap an airplane to my ass and go work 18 hour days, but dammit if that’s what it takes, I’d be volunteering to back tomorrow.  Those P-3s may be being phased out, but us old farts KNOW how to use ’em, and we could get the job done..

An oldie but worth reading again…

One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she was worried.. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn’t look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

He said, ‘I’m here to help you, ma’am. Why don’t you wait in the car where it’s warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.’

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn’t thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, ‘And think of me.’

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn’t erase. The lady noticed that the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan …

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: ‘You don’t owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I’m helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.’

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.  Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard….

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her,  she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, ‘Everything’s going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.’

There is an old saying ‘What goes around comes around.’

h/t Ev