Category: Society

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.

Nothing says diversity/inclusiveness quite like segregating the population by both class and color.

Some are taking a more direct approach at solving what they perceive to be a social ill:

Still others are working themselves into a real tissy:

Can’t get enough of ‘let’s bash Kyle’? Try this:

Several news outlets are reporting that this was an 80 person endeavor. They came armed and with a plan to strip Nordstrom of some of its bounty. Word is that they caught three (3) of these liberators.

It’s going to get more worser before it gets most worser. When you not only permit such a culture to grow and flourish but also encourage it you’ll end up taking it in the shorts on the back end.

I’m just six numbers away.

That those numbers happen to be lottery numbers means little to me!

More photos/info on this Chattanooga home.

Ripped from the pages of Breitbart. (Graphics and outtakes by your host.)

A research in the Journal of the American Psychoanalytic Association describes “whiteness” as a “malignant, parasitic-like condition” that makes the host person “voracious, insatiable, and perverse,” and warns that there is “not yet a permanent cure.”

This “permanent cure” issue has me,
as a white man,
somewhat concerned !

“On Having Whiteness,” the apparently peer-reviewed article written by Dr. Donald Moss, a white male and a current faculty member of both the New York Psychoanalytic Institute and the San Francisco Center for Psychoanalysis discussed, went viral on social media this week once it was discovered.

The article’s abstract says the “condition” of “whiteness,” after one acquires it, gives the person a “malignant, parasitic-like condition to which ‘white’ people have a particular susceptibility.”

He added that the condition, while “being in one’s body, in one’s mind, and in one’s world,” makes the “host” specifically target nonwhite people due to their “parasitic Whiteness.”

Moss further wrote: “once established, these appetites are nearly impossible to eliminate.” Moss went on to explain how a person could pursue treatment for the “condition.”

“Effective treatment consists of a combination of psychic and social-historical interventions,” Moss wrote.

“Such interventions can reasonably aim only to reshape Whiteness’s infiltrated appetites—to reduce their intensity, redistribute their aims, and occasionally turn those aims toward the work of reparation,” he continued.

Moss wrote that “the ravages wreaked by the chronic condition can function either as warning (‘never again’) or as temptation (‘great again’).”

The doctor also said that “Memorialization alone, therefore, is no guarantee against regression” and currently, “there is not yet a permanent cure.”

I weep for our nation

Somewhere and some time ago some wacked out physiologists weaseled their way into advertising agencies and together they birthed the absolutely insane commercials we are now sprayed with while watching TV.

The new normal for advertisements is for the visual to change every second, and the visuals that are shown in each individual second has both the subject moving within the frame and the camera moving. There is not a static moment in any advertising except, perhaps, the last 2 seconds.

Here’s an example of the new normal in advertising. There are more than 30 scene changes in this 30 second commercial. Note also that the camera is never steady until the last 2 seconds.

Imagine what impact this constant barrage has on a child’s developing mind. Is it any wonder that big pharma has made billions from stuffing pills down the throats of children diagnosed with ‘attention disorders’.

I once thought that there was nothing that could keep me from showing my pride as an American. Now, I find myself here.

No matter how badly they hose with your head, remember that there are never five lights.

As the summer of ’21 approaches, one might be well served to place a little distance between themselves and the retribution class. I’m not saying, I’m just saying…

Why grab a bottle when you can ‘harvest’ in bulk?

Nothing like a little night time entertainment to celebrate one’s heritage

Door prizes provided courtesy of a local wireless vendor.

What care looks like when you run off the first responders.

2020 was just the warmup round. Much bigger/better things to come.
Best be getting your butts out of the cities folks.

How long before the 1619, Hands Up Don’t Shoot, BLM, SPLC, NAACP and ANTIFA crowd decide that what really needs to be memorized on Memorial Day is the memory of St. Floyd?

Think that that can’t happen?

I put a little more planning and a bit more money into my garden this year. I’ll be 68 this year and the prospect of pulling massive amounts weeds for the balance of my years pushed me to invest in some labor saving initiatives.

The most significant changes that I made this year are: the use a professional grade woven plastic ground cover in my large planting areas, the use of drip tape, and the use of professional grade netting. I still have weeds to pull around the edges, but for they are so few it is almost enjoyable.

The only thing that has yet to mature in the garden (except herbs) is the lettuce. We pulled some for the kids and us last week and then 10 more head yesterday for friends.

I’m growing my cantaloupe on trellis this year and for the first time am growing my cucumbers pruned to a single runner.

The ‘anchor’ vegetable (fruit actually) of the garden is Roma tomatoes. They are staked differently (Florida weave) than the indeterminate varieties (clipped to trellis’)

The growing season is just getting kicked off and I suppose things could go south on me, but right now it looks like I’ve saved myself a butt-load of work downstream by stepping up my game.

I had a single parsley plant materialize in one of the planting beds (the plant with the white flowers above) and I let it grow out to seed. I guess in a week or two I’ll be able to harvest those for next years planting. The photo below is a closer view of the parsley flowers

So goes the garden!

I saw an article over at Yahoo that looked to be a straightforward examination of inflation in grocery prices. I’ll note at the outset that the yellow circles are something that I’ve added to the graphics.

What the hell? They didn’t compare prices, they surveyed folk and asked them about prices! Another ‘follow the science’ moment in American journalism I guess. Let’s get everyone overwrought about shit that just ain’t so.

WTF, if that doesn’t get them fired up, lets add a racial disparity twist to the equation and see if we can begin some type of new victimhood. ‘Spending Inequality’ my ass.

The sad part is that the nation has become so dumb’d down that most absorb this drivel without question. We’re hosed.

If you are looking for an avenue to broadcast all that is wrong with police departments as currently constructed, this is your go to venue. Every single initiative that flows out of this ‘investigation’ must be adopted ’cause George gave his life for this’. The crowd control methods that are successful will be deemed racist, and whitey will be pegged as the root cause of all evil.

Downstream the Justice Department will reorganize to combat the scourge of racism and special revolving funds will be established to flow cash into the coffers of loyal democrats in the inner cities.

You didn’t see this coming? Really?

What type of future are we hurtling towards? What fresh hell are we willing to accept in order to be woke? This is what comes from a world that is willing to accept that 2+2=5 and while black lives matter, all lives don’t. Why can we no longer state the obvious: “that’s one ugly dog wearing a dirty oversized sock.”