Friday, October 31, 2014

Racist. And Sexist.

That's what Mary Landrieu, our US Senator, thinks of Louisiana, although we've elected her to the Senate three times.  According to Hot Air, (with lots of additional links)
“I’ll be very, very honest with you. The South has not always been the friendliest place for African-Americans,” Landrieu told NBC News in an interview. “It’s been a difficult time for the president to present himself in a very positive light as a leader.”
Noting that the South is “more of a conservative place,” she added that women have also faced challenges in “presenting ourselves.”
Thanks, Mary.  I really appreciate the vote of confidence.  Of course, we're used to those kinds of disparaging comments from outsiders, but we never expected to hear those kinds of comments from someone who lives in the state and knows the people.

Oh, wait...  You don't live in the state.  I forgot.  We'll try to repay the compliment on Tuesday.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014


I'm no expert by any means, but it seems to me that this Ebola thing is killing people, and the idea that we should monitor people for a period of time after exposure might be a good idea.   Fox News is reporting that SecDef Chuck Hagel is imposing a 21 day quarantine on troops returning from the danger zone, and that seems prudent in my estimation.

Unlike that nurse in Maine, who refuses to be inconvenienced by any form of quarantine.  Or that doctor in New York, who gallivanted all over the city, potentially exposing hundreds of people after his return from the danger zone.  He's in serious but stable condition, by the way.  I'm sure that the people he exposed are worried about his condition.

Of course, our President and our media elites know better, so they're poo-poo-ing the idea that a quarantine might be a good idea.  Our President isn't a medical expert, and the guy he put in charge of the Ebola response isn't a medical expert either, but a political hack.

Ebola is not a political question, but the lack of a unified response is a political question.  Our country is in the very best of hands.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

One Week

One week from today, we vote, and learn the results of the only poll that matters, the election returns.  Lots of pundits are watching, prognosticating, trying to detect trends, and the one trend they've identified is that the GOP is liable to win this one.

Don't count your chickens before they hatch.  In a week we'll know who won, who lost, and who's wailing and gnashing their teeth.

However, print sells papers, or in this digital age, sells advertising, and Noah Rothman has a good piece about the stages of political grief, and short-sighted rules that make political expediency.
The “obstructionist Republicans” plotline was always ever a myth. The GOP did what all political parties in the minority do: they formed voting blocs aimed at frustrating the will of the majority they opposed. It was this temerity that led the Senate Democrats to rewrite the rules of the upper chamber in order to limit minority filibuster rights, a shortsighted tantrum that they will soon regret.
Yeah, Harry Reid's nuclear option might bite them in the butt.  If the majority can pass something with fifty votes, then it shouldn't matter which majority we're talking about.  Fifty votes is fifty votes, and what's good for the goose, is good for the gander, and Harry Reid should consider that his goose is just about cooked.

Obstructionism works both ways.  If Congress, the will of the people through their elected representatives, thinks it prudent to pass a law, then the President can either sign it or veto it,
 But Democrats and their allies in the press are finding it hard to let go of the “obstructionist Republicans” narrative. The White House is convinced that “obstruction” will continue, even when it will be them doing the obstructing.
All this is interesting to watch, but I caution everyone to not get cocky.  It ain't over till next Tuesday and on Wednesday we'll know the tale of the poll.

If you haven't yet, go vote.

Monday, October 27, 2014


Stolen shamelessly from My Muse, I thought my elder son would enjoy it.


Sunday, October 26, 2014

Sunday Morning Dawg

Another beautiful autumn day in central Louisiana, with temps in the low 50s in the morning, climbing to the low 80s in the afternoon.  Wonderful weather to be outside and the dog is enjoying it too.

I don't know what odor has his attention, but he's almost bent bimself completely around.

It's too pretty to be inside today.  After church, we're serving tacos on the patio.  Happy sunday, everyone.

Saturday, October 25, 2014


Probably one of man's oldest collective memories is of fire.  We're the only animal to have tamed fire, and man spent millenia learning the lessons of fire and other lessons around a fire.  It's how we cook our food and how we heat our spaces, and while many of our citizens don't need fire on a regular basis, many of our citizens still use fire for those basic concerns.

A large chunk of my childhood, and a sizable portion of my adult life revolved around fire wood.  Finding it, splitting it, stacking it, toting it, worrying about it, and finally, burning it.  We had a fireplace in my childhood home and my farm house where I raised my kids had a fireplace.  My  current home has a fireplace, but it also has gas logs, run off  huge propane bottle.  If the electricity goes out during the winter, I still heat my home with fire, but it's a whole lot easier to light a gas log, and easier to control.

However, I do have a fire pit in the back yard, because sometimes it's nice to light a log, to look into the fire, and to poke the logs and watch the embers, reminiscing about fires I've built and conversations I've had.  I've probably built thousands of fires in my life, from cook fires to camp fires, to heating fires, and even those fires I set to clean up a brush pile.

A couple of years ago, Milady bought me a fire pit, and I admit that I've been remiss in using it.  Manly because I had other projects that took precedence, and wanted to finish those before I installed he fire pit.  However, those projects are complete, and I have come to the point to install my fire pit.  I needed some fire wood, and my elder son had recently removed a large white oak that had died.

So, this morning, I loaded the chainsaw in the truck and headed over to son's place, where I spent an hour cutting firewood.  We didn't get in a hurry, we cut and talked and stacked, more of an hour spent hanging out than an hour of hard work.  Then we went in his shop and used some scrap metal to build a small wood rack.  Then I brought it home and unloaded it, stacking the wood in it.

I used to measure my firewood by the cord, indeed, I did't feel prepared without four cords,  but I don't need anywhere near that amount of wood.

There is probably one-third of a rick there, which should be sufficient for my needs.  Lots more where that came from if I need it.  Now I'm set for an old-time fire.  I might even set up my tripod and so some campfire cooking.  It's been a long time.

Saturday Song

This old video combines several of my favorite things; the military, a beautiful melody, and Reba McEntire.  The fact that she duets with Vince Gill ain't bad either.

Reba tells us on Facebook that she lost her dad yesterday, and that made me go looking for her old videos.  Sing it, Reba!

Friday, October 24, 2014

School Shooting in Washington

Just to be accurate, this is in Washington state, not Washington D.C.  Fox News reports:
DEVELOPING: A high school student in Marysville, Wash., opened fire in the school cafeteria Friday morning, fatally shooting another person and injuring at least six before killing himself, police and witnesses said.
Providence Regional Medical Center in nearby Everett reported it had three students in critical condition after the shooting at Marysville Pilchuck High School, located 35 miles north of Seattle, began around 10:45 a.m. PT.
Still developing, and details are sketchy, so I won't comment further except to caution everyone to let the news cycle settle before we start parsing the details, but in the meantime, pray for the victims.