Juan Williams

Well, the fascists at NPR fired Juan Williams. The best part, they get our tax money to be committed lefties. Quite a system?
Oh, are there are conservative radio places getting tax payers money?
I have listed to Juan Williams probably a hundred or more times on Fox News. He is definitely a liberal, but a thoughtful and thinking liberal. He is also more than able to stand up to Bill O'Reilly, but he is not an extremist liberal.
Once again someone is stung by politically correct thought police, but this time it was a liberal, not a conservative.
The liberal movement has apparently gone so far left that they declare war on anyone who they differ with. Maybe they are simply following the Obama path. That is, it seems respectful dissent is not allowed. Look how Obama has dealt with Fox News.

VILIS POPULUS COMBIBO

The above is Latin for "mean people suck." I have always liked this bumper sticker since the first time I saw it on a car.
I was fairly well isolated as a kid. I was an only child, both parents worked, and two thousand miles from my extended family. Consequently, I was spent a lot of my time alone with instructions to stay in the house, or apartment, until my parents got home.
I was comfortable being alone, and frankly, in a group of people, I was still alone. I think because of that personality, I was able to spend time watching people and evaluating people.
I was always surprised on how insensitive people could be, and then learned how mean people could be to weaker people.
I am now 67 years old and amazed that people now are meaner and more insensitive. It is a moral liberal society, more open society, more permissive society, and more technically advanced society. But it really it is a meaner society, and a society which uses technology to be mean and bully the weaker and more sensitive people.
Why is it so? It is a society with less ethics, less religious thought, and less respect for people in general.
I am depressed over children committing suicide, and particularly the suicide rate of gay teenagers. I realize some of it has to do with discovery of self, and coming to terms with self, but more of it is the pleasure people get from tormenting the more vulnerable.
Maybe it is because of technology. People spend less time face to face, and more time using technology to communicate. Hence, the abuser is more distant from the victim.
What ever it is, it is a sad state of affairs for society.

Counsin Sara

I love my counsin Sara, and I really like her husband Larry.
I was raised 2,000 miles from my relatives, so, I know very few of them, and of those, many are dead.
Sara is one of the very few I know well, and about the only one I really love.
We spent another day at her house with her family. Sara and I are from the same Simpson stock, which means we are some what nuts.
She is a very sweet, considerate, and loving.
Her husband is another broken down retired cop. He is great guy despite the fact he went to law school.

Ceremony of the Keyes

In 1994 we went to the UK to visit our new friends in several parts of the country, but our primary hosts were Howard and Mary Habron. Besides drinking a hell of a lot of beer, Howard arranged a real magical night at the end of trip.
Howard arranged for us to attend the Ceremony of the Keyes, which is in the Tower of London at night. I mean this was better than a date with Raquel Welch, but of course, that has not happened to me yet.
This ceremony has been going on every night since 1340. It is the formal locking of the gates at night at the Tower of London. On our night, about twenty people were attending the ceremony. Despite being a photographer, I was happy that no cameras or photography is allowed during the ceremony.
We showed up and were assigned our own Yeoman, who looked and acted like he was born and raised in the Tower. He was a very colorful retired army sergeant. Best of all, he bought us a pint of lager before and after the ceremony in the yeoman's pub.
We left the pub and walked to the gates just before the ceremony. As we did so, we walked by Traitors Gate were people were brought in off the Thames. Think of the people who never left the Tower.
After the Ceremony, after the last pint of lager, we all left the Tower. To be in the Tower at night was a very cool experience, and I felt like a hot tourist for being in there for the Ceremony.
Both the wife and I really appreciated the Habrons for the experience, and in fact, it was a magical night.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ceremony_of_the_Keys

Un visitado con Ron y Michelle

Ensenada, Mexico, is about 80 miles south of the USA border. It has been a fishing village for years, and many cruise lines now go into the port in Ensenada. Ron retired from our department years ago, and he later married a very nice Mexican lady and moved to Ensenada. Since leaving the department, Ron has made a living as a boat captain.
Personally, I think the boat captain living is absolutely wonderful but not for me. First of all, I get sea sick looking at a boat on water. Secondly, I know a great white shark is waiting for me in the ocean.
Anyway, the wife and I drove down to Ensenada on the toll road. Although I have travelled in Mexico, I have not travelled in Baja, Mexico. In fact it is a toll road, and I know because I had to stop three times to pay the toll. I also went through two army stops, think drugs.
It is beautiful, absolutely beautiful along the road. It stays very close to the coast, hence, lots of good views. Next time I will stop for fotos along the way.
Ron lives in a beautiful three floor house in a development on the side of a hill, which means a great view of the ocean from his patio.
Ron is smart! How smart? First thing we did is go on his patio, and had a cold Pacifico in a nice cold mug. This was followed by chips, salsa, and guacamole dip, thanks to his cute wife. This of course was followed by lunch; lunch was taquitos pollo with shreaded lettuce over them and salsa and cheese in the lettuce. Why am I describing the food? Because I love to eat and I love Mexican food; also, this food was great in taste and presentation (a fancy word I learned from Gordon Ramsey).
We had a great time talking about old days at the department. Oddly enough, I was in one 11-99 situation with Ron. It basically started out as two morons at a football game. We all responded, and I ended up wrestling one moron. The other moron, a very large strong young man, took a swing at Ron. Ron punched the guy once in the stomach, and the guy folded like a cheap chair.
Anyway, a great day with Ron and his great wife. Dona Michelle, usted es muy simpatica y nosotros quiermos regresar!