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Washington and Oregon, are somewhat similar states demographically. German, English, and Irish are the three largest ancestries and both states have growing rural Mexican populations. Some Nordic areas in WA and both states have a few Native-plurality subdivisions.

When I was in the business of going after narcos, I was shocked that so much of Washington was controlled (drug territory) by Mexican thugs from Michoacan. Much of the distribution of narcotics that comes from Mexico is managed through family (blood) associations because of the trust involved and the ability for narcos to get at people you love if you talk. Whether it was La Familia Michoacan (LFM) or Caballeros Templarios (LCT), they all seemed to have a connection to Washington. Yes, they had nodes elsewhere in the US, but Washington was a stronghold. I expect that it still is.


Vaccinate-Me Elmo 

The loveable toy that teaches children how important it is to vaccinate blew off the shelves but will it remain a big seller this coming Christmas?

What started as a farce on Babylon Bee apparently has become a reality as life imitates art. The most popular president in US history has been warning of yet another plague that should hit before the mid-term elections so I expect that the vax-me Elmo will still have a market.


How Many Genders can You Identify?


Americans were on the move in 2021, and they chose low-tax states over high-tax ones. That’s the finding of recent U.S. Census Bureau population data, along with commercial datasets released by U-Haul and United Van Line.

The flight from New York City continues unabated as property values decline because increasingly, they stand empty. The #1 destination, Idaho, is seeing a huge number of Californians leaving their home state to Californicate Idaho. I’ve spoken to a number of people who have said that while they try to be hospitable, the hoard of move-ins needs to stop. Or at the very least, slow down. The supply of U-Hauls and movers seems to be the only limiting factor.

It’s true in Arizona too as the industrial sector grows exponentially, offering good-paying jobs outside of California.



( This Chinese battery company, known for its lithium ion batteries just recently launched a new sodium ion battery. It will be interesting to see how that works out. The most interesting part of this particular Chinese corporation is that the Biden Crime Family owns 10% of the stock. I expect to see big things from them and most favored treatment by USGOV in their purchase of batteries from CATL. Never forget that the Big Guy gets 10%.


North American Electricity Mix by State and Province


What European countries do Americans like the most? – YouGov 2022


Meme of the Day

32 thoughts on “Maps and Stuff

  1. There would be a much greater representation of Mexican (and other latin-American) ethnicity of central WA, they just aren’t on the books. Often for a half-century, or more. Not surprised about the narco connections.

    “Homer, which country should I destroy, France or Italy?” “Ha, nobody ever says Italy”.


  2. “shocked that so much of Washington was controlled (drug territory) by Mexican thugs from Michoacan”

    I was surprised to learn that quiet little St Johnsbury, Vermont is apparently a hub for drug trafficking in New England. I hadn’t thought about how it’s at (or near) the nexus of several major freeways, and only a few hours from Boston, Montreal, Quebec City, Springfield, MA, and not THAT much farther to Hartford. CT and NYC. So much for “I’ll be a Peace Officer in a nice quiet little New England town instead of an urban LEO.”

    Speaking of that, any thoughts on being a small-town cop vs one in a major urban area? My sample size on that is N=1. About, lawdy, 15-20 years I had occasion to chat with the recently retired chief of police in a little Maine town. Turned out he had been a Denver cop. Met a nice Maine girl, and having put in his 20, retired (as then-head of DPD Vice) to her home town. A couple of years in the locals asked him to take the job of chief of police. “Must have been a nice change, eh?” I asked naively. The man laughed. “You’d think so, but not even close. I took the job because I saw how bad it was here and that it needed to be cleaned up.”

    At my look of confusion, he elaborated, “You see, in Denver the force was big and mostly professional, partly because people came from all over, and because it was so big, we had SOPs. Here, it’s small and lots of things are done ad hoc, and everyone knows everyone, and there are family feuds, and grudges from high school fights, and on it goes. Some of the guys were good. But, well, for example we had a guy who would do traffic stops on women and molest them. Even raped a few. Specialized in women who had some criminal history, like ones on parole, so they were afraid to press charges, or even to report it.”

    At this point my interlocutor morphed from a nice elderly man running his retirement-hobby business (a gadgets and small-appliance repair shop) into something predatory. “That rapist,” he said, “I made sure to arrest myself. And he resisted arrest. I got to, er, had to [here he flashed a hard grin] subdue him by force. In fact I had to choke him out. It was a very satisfying arrest.”

    1. Speaking of that, any thoughts on being a small-town cop vs one in a major urban area?

      My line police experience took place at Anaheim Police Department (Convention center, Disneyland, commercial area, baseball team, the Rams played there then), upscale, ghetto, middle class. The city had a lot of money, paid well, excellent equipment, 2 then 3 helicopters, training was the very best, etc. There were rules that you followed, and the place was well run. Corruption was as close to zero as you could get.

      I was relatively new, but was offered a job at the Orange County District Attorney. Very well paid, great working conditions, fun high intensity units – I flourished and stayed there 21 years. 110 investigators at OCDA – larger than many departments in America. The FBI were paid significantly less.

      So in answer to your question, I worked at two exceptional departments during that part of my. life. I was in the Navy Reserve the whole time and ran actual ops in that capacity with paid time off from work to do them (double dip). During Desert Storm, I was gone for a year and because I made more at OCDA than as a navy lieutenant commander, they made up the difference. Taught courses at Interpol (Lyon, France) and all over the world. Followed the cases where they led, all over the world. Dream job, right?

      I worked there because I could. If it wasn’t a dream job, I would have gone elsewhere. When I retired I moved on to another dream job – high intensity and dangerous, but dream job. I had a remarkably interesting career, was very well paid, and command large consulting fees now. Still dream job in many ways, because I live in the remote mountains and can commute to work and when I show up, I’m the cool guy.

      Small town police work is hard for the reasons you outlined. The pay is usually sub-par even if you’re the chief or sheriff. Training is bad. Working in a corrupt environment had no interest to me. Working in a place where they didn’t train and equip their people had no interest to me.
      Working where there is no action had no interest to me.

      Writing this on the blog may make me sound like a snob, but frankly, I knew what I was worth then and now. Smug? If I didn’t know, I’d be f-ing stupid. I will tell you that I put 100% into my work and achieved results as a result of that, sometimes ticking off people who were lazy, but it was a job that required collaboration to be successful and I was.

      If I worked in a small town, it would have been limiting. I never had the desire to work traffic (motorcycle) – 3 copies, press hard. Revenue coupons were only useful to me as probable cause to make a stop. I couldn’t have gone across the nation and around the world. There was a time when I had Sherman Block’s (Sheriff of Los Angeles County) private airplane at my beck and call.

      1. Small towns – you also get the small jobs work that the town can’t/doesn’t hire people for.
        Animal control, street cleaning, water and gas line, etc. If you like burning fall leaves in the park, picking up the trash in the park, and such like….it’s the job for you.

        1. There is a flip side to that. You usually live close to family, can shuffle home for a long lunch, you can be an affable member of the local congregation.

          I always found small-town politics to be incredibly mean, and personal.

          1. Town near the farm I grew up in, and where I went to school, was about 500 people. Yes, the politics were really mean.

    2. St. Johnsbury’s been like that for a long, long time. Probably forever. Drugs, tobacco, booze, people, anything that can be smuggled. It’s a trucker town, and a rail town, and not that far from a port town (the ones on Champlain) and as close to being a border town as doesn’t matter. Every place with those characteristics tends to be like that.

      Small towns & cops: people also tend to be poor and not have much to do for entertainment there – leads to a lotta work for the cops, often as not.


  3. Now why didn’t I think of that with Make A Monstory? Appeal to the masses, Jules! Stop trying to be clever!

    Sod off, Elmo. Go and tell mummy and daddy to get a grip and make sensible parental decisions.

    How many genders? Honestly, I was following a van today as I took Harrison to get his wisdom tooth removed on the back of said van it stated “We are fully inclusive” and had letters that started with LBGTQ …and then XYSATVBMU -or something like that. Honestly, it was ridiculous. Where have all these extra letters come from? Straight / Not. Or, as H pointed out, straight/gay/or seriously f’d up. Patience doesn’t run in my family. I don’t understand this desire to overcomplicate and “include” to the point of exclusion and hypocrisy. So, I don’t care about that stupid map; it’s annoying. I’m annoyed.

    Correct, America. Good choice or things could have got nasty ;) Although having said that. Italy seems to be favoured above Britain. Hmmm, I think that’s a romantic notion followed by too much sun and Bardolino. Remember your roots and the best breakfast in the world. Just sayin’

    1. You have it at the breakfasts. No argument. But what is wrong with sun and Bardolino, sitting in your villa at Lake Cuomo or on the beach in Italy? And I’ve had deep dish pizza in Milano for breakfast and it’s pretty darned good.

    2. There are only (usually) two, one is the genetic shooter and one is the genetic catcher. Sexual attraction, on the other hand, oh boy, lots of flavors and many of them are into the mental health spectrum.

      Yes, there are some outliers who are genetic freaks, but that’s what they are, freaks. May be the nicest people in the world, but genetically freaks.

      Ah, well, so far my state (FL) only sees the two main genetic flavors, thank God.

  4. My wife was 1st generation Norwegian. When we moved to Seattle she went exploring. I came home one evening and she was telling me about Ballard. “Everybody there looks like me”, she exclaimed excitedly.
    Ballard High School cheer in those days.
    Lutefisk, lutefisk, lefsa, lefsa, all for Ballard ya sure you betcha.

    1. Heh. That’s great!

      Lefsa, fried in butter with a gravy boat of butter in case there wasn’t ENOUGH butter. Lutefisk…boiled snot depression era fare, like Polish Golumpki, stuffed cabbage. Gag. Just give me a hotdog mom…and I ate EVERYTHING put in front of me, except that, and liver and red beets. Seriously…what are these adults thinking? Went straight to a PB&J and dessert.

          1. It’s survival food, like a lot of other weird sh…tuff. Like possum or raccoon or tortoise, you’ll eat it when you’re hungry. Rat? Mice? Iguana and python and gator and seagull, all will be eaten in hard times.

            Lutefisk has the ability to stay edible for a long time, for values of edible, in a cool to cold climate.

            I fear we will all soon find out where our hard ‘no’ on food is. Roof Rabbit may be on the menu for some of us. Same with horse (which ain’t bad if cooked right) or goat.

            Yellow paint stew may come back in fashion. That’s where you go out at dusk (or midnight in warm climates) and spraypaint roadkill yellow. Come pre-dawn, anything that ain’t yeller goes into the stewpot. I know some guys who made it through college partially on road kill.

  5. I see where Breyer is retiring. That should bring the loonies out in full force, baying like crazy.

    1. This is his last term on the bench, his swan song. Replaced by a black person who identifies as female but can’t tell you what a woman is.

      1. …or remember any of her cases. A genius that one, perfect for The Inept One’s bench. Heck, shoulda nominated CaMuLah, she’d fit right in with the other three Marxists In Black.

  6. Washington: That a lot of Washington is controlled by narcos does not surprise me at all. Their impact is pervasive even in those areas they do not control outright.

    The last time I was in Northern Idaho (2 weeks ago) it seemed like every other car had California plates. The recent imports have driven housing prices flat out crazy.

    Batteries: I think we will pay the piper at some point in the future with lithium and now sodium. There is a huge difference between the safety with sodium used as a coolant in a meticulously maintained nuclear reactor and sodium used in Joe bag of donuts car that hasn’t been maintained for several years. It is hard to put out a lithium fire, it is really hard to put out a sodium fire.

    Don’t see much difference in viewpoint between Justice Bryer and Justice Select Jackson. Kinda plug and play. Sure would be interested in what drove the lack of controversy when she was questioned by the Senate, especially when she could not define what a women was. Talk about flexible definitions of “truth”.

    Always enjoy the maps LL, thank you for posting them. Places I enjoyed. Germany matched England, Italy, and Norway all end in kind of a tie. Do like a full English breakfast though. Belgium drove me crazy with the street signage, only place I have ever been lost lost. France experience was marred by interactions with rude people so that may have colored my perception of that country.

    1. Ed, I was spoiled when I was in France for business. Frequently, I had somebody from Direction générale de la sécurité extérieure making my path smooth or if not them, the Police national – depending on when and why I was there. I’ve never been to France as a tourist. Once to Calvi, Corsica when in the navy. For me, it was always a busman’s holiday on somebody else’s dime.

      I found the French universally helpful and kind. Being named Lambert didn’t hurt, and I pronounced it as the French do when in town – obviously. My namesake ancestors came from Normandy.

      1. It would only make sense to pronounce it as the French do when your in France, otherwise it is just a bit rude. My experience was limited to interactions with people along the motorways and gas stations. Perhaps that was my problem but it did make me want to spend my spare time elsewhere. Places like Germany, Austria and Norway.

        1. Of course I forgot to mention England and Scotland, duh. Kinda cool to sign in at Campbell castle. So was talking to WWII military vets on the whiskey trail.

        2. “pronounce it as the French do”

          The flip side of the coin: I remember when American cyclist Greg LeMond became famous. He and his family pronounce it all Frenchy, like the newspaper, “luh MAWN’d”. But the French made a big point of saying it Murrikun, calling him “LEHmun-duh” (lemon’d). Now that’s a rejection.

          1. City French are some of the snobbiest rat-bastards you’ll ever meet. Dad’s F-84 training squadron had some Frogs in it (the French bought the F-84G) and he tried speaking his rather upscale Cajun French to the Frogs. Got stiffed by them. Though he made money (or drink) by giving good insults to his fellow Ami heathen pilots to use against the Frogs.

            One was so hated that the Ami crew chief tossed a dead skunk in Frog’s car.

            Now the Provincials I’ve met have been cool folk overall. And they had a hatred of city-French that was rather burning in passion. Come fun times in France, it will definitely be like here, where the country folk will watch the city folk die and say, “Meh.”

  7. Living in Northern Central Idaho I can attest to the commiefornians here, rude and already bitching about the log trucks, the farm smell and Idahoans that will not give them the time of day because of the rudeness and utter stupidity they exhibit. It is funny people in stores and out on the streets when finding out where they are from tell them point blank to go back home or Colorado…

  8. I love Great Britain the most, obvs. And Texas, which is a popular state.

    Will New York become another Detroit? Great was the fall of it.

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