Dreaming Up A New Victimhood.

The article below caught my eye while scanning the webs this AM. Who would have thought that the black democratic leadership of Detroit would do such a thing to the black democratic followship of Detroit. A little digging seems appropriate as I empathize with the dilemma my fellow taxpayers are/were experiencing.

The direct article referenced by the head line reads:

About 100,000 Detroit’s residents lost their homes to foreclosures because the city overcharged them for property taxes. The city owned up to the mistake, but the residents are still waiting to be reimbursed five years later.

Detroit owes the mostly Black residents $600 million, according to reports. Between 2010 and 2016, the city assesses properties at 85 percent of their market value, going against state law. The Michigan Constitution prohibits property from being assessed at more than 50 percent of its market value.

Many Americans work to accomplish the goal of homeownership. However, for Black Americans, the dream of the white picket fence could be harder to achieve, data shows. Advocates said the over-taxation of the Detroit residents is racial injustice issue that blocks inter-generational wealth.

Before looking at the first two paragraphs I’d like to admit that as my mind ages it looses it’s ability to rightly rationalize. If it was working properly I’d be able to see how this is a racial injustice issue (as stated in the third paragraph) if everyone was treated equally. But then again when black folk treat black folk poorly I guess it really is whitey’s fault.

As for the first two paragraphs. 2010 to 2016 is 7 years. $600 M divided by 7(years) is $85.7M annually. $85.7 divided by 189,000 (number of Detroit households= 270,000 of which 70 % are homeowners= 189,000) equals $454 annually or $38 dollars monthly in over payment in property tax.

So if 100,000 folk lost their home in to foreclosure. And I expect that they are double or triple counting people (versus households) because if they were not, then well more than half of every home purchased ended in foreclosure!

But lets keep the 100K number. It seems to me that some of those 100,000 tax payers must have known they were overpaying and raised an alarm during that 7 year period. Unless, unless……they were not paying their taxes and did not care.

Doncha wonder? Here is how some of that happens (this taken from the link in the first paragraph below the very first graphic above):

In 2011, Detroit native Anna Bolden purchased her first home. She purchased the brick bungalow in a tax foreclosure auction for $4,800, according to the Detroit News. Yet when Bolden received her first tax bill from the Wayne County treasurer, her bill was $2,600, as if her home was valued at $57,000.

My taxes shouldn’t be this high,” Bolden told the Detroit News.  “My house was only $5,000, why am I paying this money?”

“I went down [to city and county offices] to ask questions, but it’s like everybody is giving you the runaround,” she added. “It makes you feel like they are cheating you…but what can you do?”

In the years that followed, Bolden’s home was assessed at a rate higher than its true value. Finally, in 2017, local tax officials lowered the value to $28,000, after the property was reappraised

Bolden, who currently owes the Wayne County treasurer at least $4,600 in back taxes, is scared she will lose her home to foreclosure.

So here is the bottom line, when she closed on the home she was told what the taxes would be. She closed anyway. She currently owes the same amount in taxes as she purchased the home for (in unpaid taxes). That means that (assuming the taxes were more than halved in 2017 to roughly $1,300 annually) she has not paid her property taxes in 4 years. That’s a sweet gig if you can get it!.

And Detroit? Well it’s population is running at about 80 percent POC so you know it must be a racial injustice issue.

Oh Shit Hillary, Time To Call Out The Suicide Squad

As seen on Breitbart (here)

Five associates of Hillary Clinton and her presidential campaign are invoking their Fifth Amendment rights and refusing to cooperate with Special Counsel John H. Durham, according a filing in federal court revealed later Friday in Washington, DC.

The revelation emerged in a motion filed by Durham to oppose the efforts of defendant Michael Sussmann and the Clinton campaign to withhold some documents from evidence by asserting attorney-client privilege.

Sussmann is charged with lying to the FBI in 2016 when he informed the FBI about a fraudulent link between then-candidate Donald Trump and the Russian government via Alfa Bank. Sussmann allegedly presented himself as a concerned citizen, and hid the fact that he was working for the Clinton campaign.

In the filing, Durham noted that while one witness, identified as “Researcher-2,” was granted immunity from prosecution in exchange for testimony, “at least five other witnesses who conducted work relating to the Russian Bank-1 allegations invoked (or indicated their intent to invoke) their right against self-incrimination.”

In the News

Snap Shot’d from Yahoo this AM

I had merely found the car officer and was on my way to the police station to turn it in when you stopped me.
Who knew?
Said No One Ever | A Suicide Wish?
Should have kept this a secret, folk in Oklahoma will be want’in some of that action.
The words “protected class’ have taken on a new meaning
Hesitant Patients?

Imagine a Disease . . .

You would have thought that with all of the ridicule that sane Americans visited upon the media (and government) for the bizarre over hyping of COVID, that they could have crafted a different set of words. Friggin idiots in the press, and absolute sheep within the population will soak this common cold for all that it is worth.

Here are some of the words that went along with the Bloomberg headline:

The rise of Covid cases in some regions of the U.S., just as testing efforts wane, has raised the specter that the next major wave of the virus may be difficult to detect. In fact, the country could be in the midst of a surge right now and we might not even know it

OBTW, here is a little hint that we may be living in a dystopian world:

“Despite groundbreaking scientific advances like vaccines and antivirals, public health experts say the U.S.’s Covid defenses appear to be getting weaker as time goes on, not stronger”

What vaccine ? What antivirals? What ‘defenses’ (other than trampling on the rights of the people) are you talking about?

I smell a rat

This is a Thing? I Had No Idea.

My first thoughts on this are : good on them. Not sure how they evacuate the holding tanks but suppose for folk that have no other place to crash that ‘inconvenience’ can be overcome.

I do expect that once the floodgates are opened on our south side we’ll see more and more of this.

https://twitter.com/i/status/1511106840070819842

Doing God’s Work

I’ve seen several of this guys videos, he has absolutely no qualms about busting the cover on stolen valor perps. In this video he shares some of the calls he takes while verifying the service of Navy SEALs

Here’s another.

Thrice Denied

Peter was said to have thrice denied a relationship with Jesus as he (Jesus) was being arrested. The White House communications office has the same relationship with the truth as Peter did.

During the third presidential debate in October 2020, Biden stated emphatically that “nothing was unethical” about his son’s foreign business deals.

Biden also claimed, “My son has not made money in terms of this thing about, what are you talking about, China.

The moderator of the third debate, NBC’s Kristen Welker, questioned White House communications directer Kate Bedingfield about Biden’s statements during the White House press briefing on Thursday.

“We absolutely stand by the president’s comment” Bedingfield replied.

Pressed by other reporters about Hunter Biden, Bedingfield refused to address any further questions about the new reports about his son’s laptops and his lucrative foreign business deals.

“I don’t have anything further to add from this podium,” she said, when asked about Biden’s reaction to the new stories.

“I don’t have anything additional to add from this podium,” Bedingfield repeated after another reporter questioned her about Hunter Biden.

“I don’t have anything additional to add on this from the podium. But thank you,” she repeated after a third reporter asked if President Biden had even read the latest stories about Hunter Biden.

Before anyone should brush off criticism of Biden as more political blather, it’s not Biden I’m so thoroughly sickened by.

Know what I mean?

Me Ma Max

Good ole Me Ma Max got deep into a reporter’s shit and told them they should back away from a story about her and her constituents. It seems that Maxine attempted to leverage an event to her advantage (I think this is called ‘Gorilla Marketing’) at a homeless encampment in Los Angeles.

The New York Post reported she was present and when the crowd became unruly, Waters reportedly told them, “I want everybody to go home.”

Telling a large group of homeless folk that they need to go home is not the kind of thing that soothes the savage breast. “We don’t got no home, that’s why we’re here!” member of the crowd shouted. “What home we gonna go to?”

Waters then grew frustrated and said, “Excuse me, there’s nobody in Washington who works for their people any fucking harder than I do. I don’t want to hear this. No, no, no.”

Smelling a story, a Los Angeles Times reporter thought it a good idea to contact Waters: Nope, bad idea. Here is what Water told him :

“You’ll hurt yourself and the community trying to put this together without background,” “I don’t want you to start trying to write it, you won’t understand it.”

The reporter (Conner Sheets) must have had one of those ‘deer in the headlights’ moments as we’ve not heard a peep from him on the topic since.

Good ole Mad Max, never a dull moment.

Keeping Up vs Putting Up

The storms have passed without having dropped any trees across the fences. There will be no need for me to track down and coax back wayward cattle. Two weeks ago I had one that took a liking to the neighbors pasture and escaped twice. Both times it took about two hours of running up and down hillsides until I could guide her back into a section of fencing I had removed to allow her back in. I finally found the spot that she had been using to slip through (although I couldn’t believe she would/could get through at that spot) and reinforced it with additional wire. She has stayed put.

Here is one of life’s simple truths: It’s easier to keep cows up than it is to put cows up.

I did want to get carrot and onions planted this week, but it’s going to be another day or two after yesterdays rain before the ground can be worked.

For the previous three years I’ve planted onions without a the slightest success.  Undaunted (actually, I had completely given up) I happened across an article that explained the difference between ‘short’, ‘intermediate’, and ‘long’ day onions.  Apparently, you have to match the onion variety day length to the area of the country where it is being grown. 

Who knew?    

Armed with this new info, I decided that I’d grow 4 varieties of bubling onion and one variety of bunching onion this year.  Here is what I’ve seeded:

Flat of Italy (Intermediate) :  Sweet, flat cipollini used in Italy for eating and cooking.  It is said to be a  beautiful, red “cipollini” type, flat gourmet onion from Italy. Bright red in color and very flat.  A  very old Italian variety that was mentioned by Vilmorin in 1885.  80 days to maturity.

Texas Early Grano 502 PRR (Intermediate):  A vedalia type onion with excellent eating quality.  The gloves are uniform, straw colored skin with a whit flesh.  Good flavored with mild to medium pungent taste.  Released by Texas Agricultural Experimental Station in 1944.  180 days to harvest.

Red Burgundy (Short):  Smooth, glossy skin that is purplish-red.  Flesh is white with pink shading near the skin.  95 Days to harvest.

Australian Brown (Intermediate):  A 19th Century variety by Q Atlee Burpee.  Extra fine, large, yellow-brown bulbs with suburb flavor. 100 days to harvest.

For a bunching onion I’m putting in ‘Heshiko Japanese Bunching’ It is said to be a tender 12-14 inch variety that is flavorful, mild not overly pungent and easy to grow. 60 days to harvest.

I’ve got 40 seedlings of each variety that are ready to transplant. I’ll place them on the outside portion of the raised beds. I’ve ‘planted’ old decomposing firewood in the bottom outside of 4 the 12 food beds and filled over the top of them with 6 inches of soil. I’ve read that the decomposing wood establishes a great ecosystem for all things beneficial in a garden so thought I’d give it a shot.

Within the centers of the beds where the onions are going Ill be planting carrots in three of them and leeks in the last two.

Hope all of you were able to pass through the storms with minimal discomfort.

Tornado Warnings | Y’all Stay Safe Out There

There is always a penalty to pay when the temps ramp up to 80+ in late March. In addition to the tornado that was spotted in the Tunica area, They are reporting a couple of spotted twisters near Jackson Mississippi.

Anything that falls on a line that is drawn roughly from Tunica to Jackson can reasonably be expected to impact my area (north and west of Huntsville AL) two hours or so later.

I Didn’t Think He Would Have the Balls

Will Smith romped up on stage and slapped the shit out of Chris Rock and now all the ‘woke folk have lit up the socials with their commentary on how out of line Will is/was. They are all aghast and clutching at their pearls. Will apologized profusely a short while later. He was all teary eyed as he begged for forgiveness from the audience and the artistic community. His wish, he said, was that the incident would not keep them from having him back in the future.

Well congratulations Will, for 3 or 4 minutes last night you actually had a set of balls. Of course you ripped your own balls off shortly after that in order to gain acceptance from a crowd of fagots and child predators but at least for a few moments in your life you knew what it felt like to be a man.

If there were a lot more bitch-slapping and a lot less knee bending in this country perhaps the nation could find a way out of woke wilderness we’ve wander into.

In my neck-o-dawoods what he did is obligatory and a real oddity would be to insult another mans wife and not pay a price..

Others have noted that while Will’s singular act of chivalry is commendable, his faith in his wife may be misplaced:

Deception Upon Deception (Don’t Get Me Started)

How screwed are we? Here are a couple of quick ‘news’ articles I’ve grabbed from the inter-tubes this morning. If there is an overarching lesson to be learned it is this: The ‘government’ and the ‘free press’ have colluded. The collusion makes the deception both more complete and, given the multiple channels of communication used, more ‘authoritative’.

First up: Don’t believe your lying eyes, gas prices aren’t really that high.

Second: Trust the Science (and the Scientists)?

Notice that in the two following graphics the 1981-2010 chart uses soft cool colors while the 1991 to 2020 chart uses harsh red tones and a lush green that now permeates the upper portion of the nation.

A close inspection, and a careful reading of the words that accompany the charts show that absolutely nothing has changed across the two time periods except the colors used in the graphic. Not one (1) single area in the country has had the date of it’s average last frost changed and yet NOAA says: “Climate change is making the end of winter more dangerous” .

And then there is this:

The title of the article is kinda/sorta deceptive as what they are really promoting is the fourth shot (vice 2nd booster).

What’s really damning are the words within the article itself. They are, in part,:

However, multiple issues complicate the plan as the administration has to calculate when the next COVID-19 wave could hit the U.S., sources told the Times. The administration will want to get the second booster to the elderly before another wave hits, but not too far before that protection could wane.

WTF? They’ve got to pull out a crystal ball and guess at when to give the shot because it doesn’t last? Big pharma really learned their lesson with Polio didn’t they. They are not about to cure this MF as long as they can push of shots to the entire population of the world every six months for eternity.

Sometimes the press screws up and gives subtle indications that they are gaslighting the population. Here are the last few words of the article:

Other complications include how to explain the plan to the public and how long the second booster’s protection will remain strong, the Times noted.

In other words the complication is in how to message the deception. If there were no messaging problem, there would be no ‘complication’.

One final note on this article (as I’ve beaten this drum a little longer than was needed). I copied this article from Yahoo News. If you look just to the right of the graphic we find that is categorized as ‘Politics’ (not health?) and the source was ‘The Hill‘. Well, The Hill may have written the article, but the article is actually a report on a story published in the ‘Times’.

Finally:

Conditioning

There have been so many usurpation of our freedoms by so many tyrants (petty and profound) over the last 20 years that the collective ‘we’ can no longer claim to be the land of the free and brave. There are a few free/brave holdouts, but I submit that there are many hundreds of thousands that claim that crown that have no idea of what freedom is.

We have become conditioned to be more mouse than man.

I’ve long held that we’ve passed the tipping point as a nation and that our institutions have become so corrupt that there is no way to rebound. The actions of the petty wielders of power over the last couple of years highlights just how numb the nation has become to transgressions against their rights.

‘Leaders’ from the President down to the newest/lowest recently elected school-board official are drunk with power and position and the promise of personal enrichment. The balance of the nation trudges along aware of the graft but more concerned with matters closer to heart and hearth to push to forcefully against the ever growing, every crowding gaggle of tyrants.

What (assuming shit is as screwed up as I believe it to be) can be done?

1. Lead a good life 2. Encourage one another
3. Pass on what you can 4. Plan for the worst. Plan

Perhaps a little cryptic but here are a few related words that may guide your efforts when addressing #4:

From the words buried in the 21st saying in the Gospel of Thomas:: Arm yourselves with great strength lest the robbers find a way to come to you, for the difficulty which you expect will (surely) materialize. Let there be among you a man of understanding. When the grain ripened, he came quickly with his sickle in his hand and reaped it.

From the first paragraph of Albert Pikes Morals and Dogma: FORCE, unregulated or ill-regulated, is not only wasted in the void, like that of gunpowder burned in the open air, and steam unconfined by science; but, striking in the dark, and its blows meeting only the air, they recoil and bruise itself. It is destruction and ruin. It is the volcano, the earthquake, the cyclone;–not growth and progress. It is Polyphemus blinded, striking at random, and falling headlong among the sharp rocks by the impetus of his own blows.

Meanwhile in today’s news::

All Part of The Plan | An American Stands Tall

So this guy in Florida decides that he’s had about enough and wants to act out a little bit. He dawns his LGB T shirt, spends a couple of buck on a plane ticket, and then places a pink thong over his head instead of the diaper that Fauci recommends. The result? Instant national attention as he insults the Plugs Biden and the ridiculous mask mandates.

Gorilla marketing at its finest!

I Had No Idea

This is what we can expect in the lower 48 if Joe and Blow remain in power. Seems to me that folk should just haul their ass out of Nome and let the blood sucking merchants choke on their own supply. (But that’s just me).

Working Tools

This is telling. The only thing they took were hammers, sledge hammers, and crowbars. In other words: the working tools for future smash and grabs.

Good luck to y’all over on the left coast.

Are You Friggen Kidding Me?

The Round Rock Independent School District (RRISD) in Texas is using its own armed agents to arrest parents who speak out against the school board’s policies, according to Christopher Rufo in the City Journal.

Two fathers, Jeremy Story and Dustin Clark, had spoken out against the school board’s “alleged corruption and school officials’ hostility toward parents.” In August, while “ producing evidence that the board had covered up an alleged assault by the superintendent, Hafedh Azaiez, against a mistress,” Story, a minister, was cut off mid-sentence as Azaiez ordered armed officers to remove him from the premises.

RRISD has it’s own police force, Rufo said, explaining: “with a three-layer chain of command, patrol units, school resource officers, a detective, and a K-9 unit.” And only a few days after Clark’s removal from school board premises, the school district “sent police officers to the homes of both men [Story and Clark], arrested them, and put them in jail on charges of ‘disorderly conduct with intent to disrupt a meeting.’” They were released the next morning.

On one side, the Biden administration, public school bureaucrats, and their armed agents; on the other, parents and families who oppose school closures, mask mandates, critical race theory and corruption.

There’s a storm brewing

A Cold Rain in a Warm Cabin

It’s a cold rain that’s falling this Sunday evening and I was fortunate enough to start/finish getting hay out for the cattle.  What should have been routine. . . wasn’t.  It started off bad last week when I went to configure the tractor for hauling hay by removing the brush hog and loading bucket then installing the hay spear. 

I’m growing old (68) so I use the magic of my mind to overcome the dwindling brawn of my body.  I position the 15’ brush hog with the ‘wings up’ in the barn by placing the hand crank on the tongue and then using the hydraulic to lower the body until the pinion that attaches the tongue to the frame of the tractor is free from binding, pull pin, remove hydraulics, place 6×6 block of wood between the driveshaft and the frame and then pull on the drive shaft retaining ring (releasing it once it sets) and then removing the drive shaft from the tractor PTO. 

Now, I’ve mounted and removed that brush hog probably 50 times and once, only once, have I ever removed the drive shaft by pulling on the near side of the universal joint that exists between the Tractor PTO and the drive shaft.  That once was last week.  I guarantee you that I will never, never do that again.  The mass of metal that consists of half of the huge universal joint and about 10 inches of solid steel shaft the runs from the joint to the PTO crashed into the fingers I had inserted in the joint to ease in pulling off the assembly. 

After flopping around the barn for a good 10 minutes until my teeth and hair quit hurting, I climbed into the cab and I’ll be damned if the damned SCR/DEF system hadn’t triggered a damned fault and the damned tractor had friggin ‘de-rated’.  Again.  Damn it.  For those fortunate enough to be unfamiliar with a ‘de-rated’ engine, it means that it will not run above idle.  No way to fix it without the dealer software.  And, because the tractor dealership is friendly and helpful beyond measure, it also means that the friggin tractor will go un-repaired for 3 to 5 weeks.  Well shit, it’s getting cold and the cattle need hay.

My most helpful neighbor (Lynn) up and died on me last month so I called on another nearby farmer and he said he would move a few bales from the hay barn to the hay rings (a few hundred yards) as soon as he could.  Friday passed, Saturday passed and then Saturday evening I get a note from him.  Tractor-trailer went tango uniform in Decatur on Friday.  On Friday evening they changed Sunday’s forecast to rain so Saturday was consumed finishing off the fall harvest: he, his father and uncle and son were all engaged on some serious farm implements finishing off 3000 acres of row crop.  Sunday’s are ‘come to Jesus’ days for everyone up this-a-way but me (cause they ain’t got no Church of Thomas Whispered), so I know that Monday would be the soonest that the cows could be fed. 

So SIL calls the ‘neighbor’ to my immediate east.  He’s not really a neighbor in that he’s got a hunting lodge on 500 acres of forest and deer plots.  He comes up on weekends to hunt so he won’t be using his tractor again until spring when he replants the deer plots.  Not to make a long story any longer, we’ve got a running tractor for as long as we need it.  The cows are fed. It’s Sunday evening and I’m snacking on some wonderful homemade fermented pickles in a warm cabin wondering how long until my fingernail falls off.

All is right in my world.