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Captioned Picture: Hunter Biden, artist

From what I’ve read, Hunter Biden paints with a straw. He knows a lot about straws (banned in woke states – where the default is a rolled up $100 banknote), and it makes sense that he’d toot out in the same way that he’s tooted so much in.

The fact that Hunter landed an art showing at some New York gallery is an interesting diversion from the scandals (proven as much as can be by direct evidence and testimony) involving “the first son-elect”.

Corrupt old Joe Biden, the walking corpse, said that he never knew somebody as smart as his son. When you consider that the served in the Obama White House, that circle of friends  — well his statement makes a lot of sense.


Conjunction – From the White Wolf Mine

The first picture (above) was taken later in the evening, and in a slightly different location. The pine trees were included to provide a better context. As DRJIM noted, “It looks like two planets, close together.”

From what I’ve read of others thoughts on the matter, there was some disappointment – it was over sold.


This Month in History

In December 1777, George Washington’s army marched into Valley Forge to establish winter quarters.

Washington used the time to do two things: First, he used the long months to better train his men. Baron Von Steuben, a Prussian, arrived in February 1778. He ran training drills and generally helped the men to evolve into a more professional army.

Second, Washington used the time to reestablish his credibility with Congress. (His credibility was suffering after a few recent losses and A LOT of bad-mouthing.) In late January, a five-member delegation from Congress came to visit the army. Washington won this delegation over; the members of that committee became his allies and helped him to implement reforms that he wanted.

Many men died from the flu, typhus, and other diseases. Yet, at the same time, the army improved. It emerged from its winter encampment better able to take on the British.

George Washington literally never returned home from 1775 all the way until 1781. Throughout his life, Mount Vernon was the single most important possession that he owned. Yet for all the years of the Revolution, he did not return to his home. One reason may have been that it could have put his wife, Martha, in jeopardy with British forces.

Valley Forge is often painted as a time of despair—a low point—in our country’s history. Such a picture covers up the more inspiring story of what really happened there that winter. During the toughest times, you either break or become stronger.


This from the University of Michigan

“Crack the whip.”  “Master/slave.” Even the term “picnic” has been deemed offensive, according to a lengthy list of words and phrases put out recently by the University of Michigan’s Information and Technology Services’ Words Matter Task Force.

May the word “slav” be used, for example, “slavic people”? Slav is the root word for “slave.” I searched images for “slav” and this woke photograph (below) was returned at the top of my search. Very woke, Google.

The list includes the word “picnic” under the offensive column. It suggests using “gathering” instead.

No more taking your kids out for a picnic. You may take them for a gathering.

An internet search on the issue of the word “picnic” being racist includes a Reuters article from July 2020 headlined: “Fact check: The word picnic does not originate from racist lynchings.”

As for the rest of the list, it contains several words containing a variation on the word “man,” such as “spokesman” or “chairman.” The guide recommends using terms like “spokesperson” or “chairperson” instead.

I’m waiting for the day when inner city people don’t refer to other inner city people as ni–er. Maybe UMICH could do something about that. Could they do it without being shot?


Diversity in Special Operations Forces

(article) Ed B. called me the other day when I was on my way to a meeting and didn’t have that long to talk. The referenced article was the subject. In my studied experience, “diversity”, as it is applied to US Special Operations Forces, means lowered standards.  And if the military wants to lower its standards, I guess it can. There is a MUCH higher chance of mission failure when you do that. That attitude (and the pay difference) has led to retention issues for the military, which sees some of the most experienced and best trained people leave and go to work for private military contractors who don’t have mandated diversity training, and want you to memorize all 36 genders with the associated perversions.

U.S. Imposes New Sanctions on People’s Republic of China Actors Linked to Malign Activities

Mike Pompeo’s comments:

The Chinese Communist Party’s malign activity at home and abroad harms U.S. interests and undermines the sovereignty of our allies and partners. The United States will use all countermeasures available, including actions to prevent People’s Republic of China (PRC) companies and institutions from exploiting U.S. goods and technologies for malign purposes.

Today’s actions mark yet another sign of our resolve. The United States is imposing new restrictions on certain entities for activities that undermine our national security and foreign policy interests.

Specifically, the Department of Commerce is adding 59 PRC entities to its export-control Entity List. Mass Surveillance, Military Modernization, and Human Rights Abuses The United States is adding four entities to the Entity List for enabling human rights abuses within China by providing DNA-testing materials or high-technology surveillance equipment to the PRC government.

We urge the Chinese Communist Party to respect the human rights of the people of China, including Tibetan Buddhists, Christians, Falun Gong members, Uyghur Muslims, and members of other ethnic and religious minority groups.

Additionally, the Department of Commerce is adding nineteen entities to the Entity List for systematically coordinating and committing more than a dozen instances of theft of trade secrets from U.S. corporations to advance the PRC defense industrial complex; engaging in activities that undermine U.S. efforts to counter illicit trafficking in nuclear and other radioactive materials; or using U.S. exports to support the PLA and PRC defense industrial base, whose ultimate goal is to surpass the capabilities of other countries they view as competitors, particularly the United States.


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44 thoughts on “Contemporary Topics

  1. A set of twin carpenters who grew up in my hometown, built a pine casket for their brother who died young from cancer. After we had all viewed the body, and were seated waiting on the service, we heard them screw the lid on with their screw guns. Kind of a 21 screw gun salute!

    1. I don’t see anything wrong with that. Once they’re gone, treat their clay with respect.

  2. There you are, enjoying a pleasant picnic with the family under the beneficent gaze of a Robert E. Lee statue. Life is good.

    Couldn’t see the star, annoyingly.

    1. Sorry that you missed the Christmas Star. That’s why I posted photos. We’ve had a LOT of cloudless skies this year.

  3. The day the Distinguished Riflemans Badge is rebranded to Riflepersons, I’m sawing mine into pieces and mailing the debris back to CMP. Eff that and the whores they rode in on.

  4. I think I will build my own personalized casket. It is good to be prepared and make room for the necessary items you like to stay close just in case something happens.

    1. John, I don’t know what your wife would think if you started doing that. There is always the concern that you were building it for somebody else.

  5. And if Biden becomes president, all of those China sanctions will be cancelled.
    Probably at the same time he pardons his son.
    Then Pelosi will invoke that 25th amendment was it? and Kamala will be the first xxx president.
    Lord, please take pity on America.

    I didn’t know that about the Benedictine monks. Could be useful.

    I do like the Warthog picture. And your caption. Reminded me of my last assignment, on Okinawa. The RCs were nicknamed hogs and the saying “when pigs fly” was heard and seen a lot.

    One of my sons went out to find a spot to look at the conjunction and said pretty much the same as you and drjim.

    Be safe. Merry Christmas and God bless you all.

    1. Yes, the Benedictines are are local to you.

      I don’t know what will happen to the country. There are always unintended consequences and the donkeys continually overplay their hand.

  6. We’ve decided we’re doing funeral pyres and everyone invited is required to have a party…none of this dirge stuff. Did a memorial for a rancher, he wanted a plain pine box, the state was not going to allow it so the funeral director got one using pine melamine. Close but not the same. Never knew there was a casket lobby trying to keep “their” business.

    1. The Tibetans do a “sky burial” where buzzards are invited to peck you to pieces. That may be a bit much for the family.

      I find the notion of the government “licensing” caskets to be a bit much. But one more excise tax…sure, they’d go for it.

      1. Yeah well, my garage permit got morphed to include monies for a dozen pet county programs, like mental health and workforce baloney. The Great Reset needs to start locally, axe every one of these gratuitous Lefty programs that do next to nothing, and start from scratch. Never happen, but it makes me feel better saying it.

        1. You have a very woke county. Making you pay for every liberal wet dream when all you want to do is build a garage on YOUR OWN PROPERTY.

          I understand a permit that pays for the inspector who has to make sure that you built it to code. But that’s as far as it should go. I realize that’s not as far as it goes. We live in an age of taxation as a form of social welfare.

          1. I enjoy helping others, just prefer no intermediary on my behalf that skims some (or a lot) off the top for their own benefit…like the latest Covid [non]relief graft.

          2. I don’t mind a middle-man being paid for work, even if it’s only a phone call that I can’t make. I (along with you) really disagree with the government forcing me to pay graft at the point of a bayonet. One is willingly, the other is with compulsion.

    2. I’m sure there are good funeral home directors, but each one I’ve met or heard about has been all about the upsell with vermin-like rapacity. A girlfriend’s family was wiped clean of their late dad’s scanty life insurance payout when FHD guilted the grieving widow (massive stroke in his 40’s, sudden and totally unexpected) into a mahogany casket. The five young kids? I’m sure the memory of dad’s lovely casket was a great comfort.

      A med school faculty member I was always vaguely suspicious about was buddies with a local FHD. His buddy got to come in and give a one hour “guest lecture” on how FHDs are indispensable for doctors, and how we should all form partnerships with one. (My plan was to not kill patients, but what do I know.)

      My mom, a Buddhist, died. The FHD understood that she (and we) wanted simple cremation. He started by quoting a $40k casket. I informed him politely that that would be going against mom’s directive and beliefs. FHD went down to a $20k casket. “I’m sure you want to show your respect and love.” My poor 88-yo dad is sitting next to me, his world turned upside down and basically in shock. He just looks at me helplessly. I got annoyed and said to the FHD, “She didn’t WANT a casket, which would be getting burned in any case.” He came back with, “We’re mandated by law to use something. You have to have a container. Now pine would run you …” This put me over the edge. I leaned forward across the table and asked “What would you charge for Saran Wrap?” I must have put on my crazy-person face because FHD physically recoiled. “Uh, we have corrugated fiberboard as an option. That’s $400. Um, we have to use something by law.”

      I was still angry and turned the knife. “That would be industry-speak for cardboard, right?”
      “Uh, we don’t call it that.”
      “I do. Let’s go with the cardboard box.”

      1. Well played, Mike.

        I’ve never had to deal with that “industry”. My Dad handled it all when Mom passed, and my sister handled his arrangements when he passed.

        Cardboard works fine here….just don’t use one of my Hallicrafters boxes……

      2. The funeral director where I grew up mumble-mumble years ago was a real decent guy.
        He wasn’t interested in trying to become the youngest millionaire, and took a part time job teaching music at the local school to help with his income.
        Our band consistently got superior ratings at contests, because the students in the band really liked the guy and wanted to do well for him.
        So…you can sometimes run into one.

        1. I lived in a very small town during jr. high and high school and there were funeral directors in town who were decent people. I knew them and knew the guy who did the headstones (one of those places where everyone knew everyone). That is one class of funeral director.

          I also had a run-in not dissimilar to Mike’s. It was one of those bad things. I called a close friend and lawyer. He advised, “leave your handgun in the car.” It was sound advice. I’m not into physical intimidation and destruction but it went that way. Mike_C is a nice guy. If you cross me hard and it involves people I love, I’m not the least big nice.

          1. Oh, yours was worse. Much, much worse.

            My guy wasn’t an evil person or anything, though he did reveal himself as sadly less than he could have been. I may have emboldened him, into thinking I was a pushover, by starting out the interaction telling him that the young man who came the prior day (to collect the remains) had been excellent: efficient and professional yet kind and sympathetic. It was true and I wanted to make sure the young man’s boss heard directly from a customer about how well he was representing the company. Unfortunately the boss managed to undo that young man’s good work. It happens. Dad was not upset by the “cardboard box” comment, as it happens (I asked him; whew).

            I have no desire or need to see my guy deported and dumped in a Mindanao (was it?) prison. Though it seemed fitting in your case. I remember getting angry just reading it.

  7. The meaning of words, and which one are the forbidden ones must constantly change so that people are terrified to speak and their continued oppression made simple.


    1. Yes, that’s true. I tend to say what I want to and don’t worry about tender feelings. A picnic is still a picnic to me.

  8. My Christmas show (actually Dec 26th) features William Federer talking about Washington’s attack on Trenton on Christmas Day.
    It’s pre-recorded. I’ll post it at my blog in a couple days.

  9. I wrote this a few weeks ago, and it’s been posted twice (or thrice), but it fits here.

    Not only should one strive to avoid words that are hurtful, one must eschew words that *might* be misinterpreted as hurtful. Therefore,
    New speech and writing guidelines:
    1. Instead of “bigger” say “larger”.
    2. Instead of “Digger” say “Australian military personnel”.
    3. Instead of “rigger” say “parachute-packing technician” or “sailing-ship line and shroud specialist”
    4. Instead of “chigger” say “Trombiculidae mite”.
    5. Instead of “Tigger” say “The bouncy Tiger-American character by A.A. Milne” (“Win—e the P—h” is forbidden [it makes President Xi mad, which makes holder of the office of the president-elect Biden sad; I don’t want Joe to be sad]).
    6. “Trigger warning” is still allowed. Because there are hierarchies of social justice.

    1. The “trigger warning” is the little click right before the louder bang.
      Not that the problem would hear either of those.

  10. Yep, a bit disappointing, but at least the kids/grands got to see it. And yes, given enough thrust, pigs DO fly, and rather well! :-) And do a LOT of damage when the ‘root’… LOL

  11. I saw most of the “Sky Spectaculars” of my existence. The first one I remember is Project Echo, a 100′ diameter aluminized Mylar balloon, easily visible. My local newspaper published the times it would pass over so you could see it.
    Halley’s was a huge bust. We followed it in and back out, and even from the top of Palos Verdes, above all the L.A. smog and haze, it just looked like a fuzzy patch in the sky. I forget which comet was the “best”, but it was clearly visible, with a well defined structure, and *looked* like my expectation of a comet, so I can say I’ve seen a very “good” comet.
    The absolute all-time best thing I’ve seen in the sky have been night launches from Vandenberg AFB. When the launch vehicle gets high enough to be above the Earth’s shadow and the sunlight reflects off the exhaust plume, it’s an amazing sight.

  12. Had a competitor, one Max Phelps, who once toured very rural LDS country with a truck load of caskets selling direct to the consumer, mostly as part of that culture’s preparedness ethic. Had a story of being at a bedside, under the oxygen tent, showing his catalog to the dying man while the family surrounded the bed.

    1. There is a point where people are suckered because of their own greed, and I understand that. It’s difficult to cheat an honest man.

      There is also a situation where people are blinded by grief and it’s easy to take advantage of them. People who do that need to feel physical pain. Like a 245 Gonzales sap along the jawline pain – shatters the nerve, the joint and often the jawbone. It’s a lesson not often forgotten. The recovery takes time, the bone is difficult to reset to bring it back to its previous condition. Teeth are often lost.

      1. Back in the day working security at sports events, the boss gave us sap gloves. The technique was to wait for them to mouth off, stick fingers down their throat, hook your thumb under their jaw, and lead them wherever you wanted. Recovery from any physical pain was probably short. Recovery from the humiliation????

        1. That move is called, “gilling the fish”. I’ve done it more than once. There are different sorts of sap gloves. One has the lead in the knuckles, and they’re ok, I guess. The other variety is with the lead sewn into the upper palm behind the knuckles like a roll of dimes. You can slap somebody with them and it gets their attention, or you can punch and it’s a harder fist. The problem with the second variety is that you can’t draw and fire a weapon well while wearing them. Thus they are usually carried in a pocket and put on to administer an ass whooping.

          1. There is a photo of a 415 Gonzales here:

            The 245 Gonzales has twice the weight and based on experience, more than twice the impact. It has 26oz of lead shot, has a rounded body; and is covered in black plain leather. They have significant spring action when used, which is what you want. Measures, 11 ¼”.

            415 PC = Disturbing the Peace
            245 PC = Assault with a Deadly Weapon

            Bob Gonzales also made a 187 Gonzales. 187 = Homicide

            The 245 Gonzales was exceptionally effective. I had a partner who carried a 187 Gonzales and while effective, they were more cumbersome and tougher to get into the action.

  13. I am grateful for a local funeral home who helped me when my Mom passed. Mom got a nice casket but I appreciated that they didn’t try the mahogany BS I see described above.

    While we were at the funeral home seeing the options, I did see that the lowest of the low end “caskets” was indeed a cardboard box held together with some zip ties. $200 if I recall correctly.
    I told my wife to get me that if the time came, and to have my wake at Hooters or some wings place like that to buy wings and beer for my family and friends. WTH, the casket just goes into a concrete box anyway and on a long enough timeline, it’s all dust anyway.

    I was and maybe still am a trifle uncomfortable talking to a lawyer about what I want in my will, but no discomfort at all with the funeral arrangements at least.

    1. I’m right there with you, Tom. Don’t spend the money planting me. Spend it on a wake.

      In Arizona (and I think that it’s true in much of America) you can be interred on your property. There is a legal limit of how many people can be buried per-acre on property that is not designated as a cemetery. If I die here at the White Wolf Mine, dump me into ‘boot hill’, and remember me as I was. Quad Sumis Hoc Eritis.

  14. I got a pretty good look at the Christmas Star. I was hanging with the grandtoddlers at my daughter’s place on the north edge of the Wichita metro area. I got a clear view of it when it appeared just above the tree line. Next up is the total eclipse in 2024. The drive to where it’s visible is a goodly one but not too bad. The last total eclipse was a bust for me. While I was well situated to see it, It was very cloudy so all I got was darkness in the middle of the day. Maybe this one will be better.

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