Looks Like Fun. When Do We Leave?

The hunt of a lifetime. From the email bag:

Proof Folks You Knew "When" Still Need a Posterior Headectomy

From An Old College Chum's foray into blogdom.

Most of us reaching middle age have seen friends be able to bridge periods of unemployment to save their houses and families with government benefits, and thought that good. We have seen aunts and uncles diagnosed with disease and have had Medicaid or Medicare provide the coverage to allow them to live, and thought that good. Or have become aware that the cure to most diseases has been the result of government financed research, and thought that good.

All good things flow from gubmint, eh, Rog. At no cost to anyone I presume, and in a vacuum, with no unintended consequences. The gubmint prints the money, passes it out to worthies and utopia ensues.
Ever wonder how little folks would ever require gubmint assistance were they not bearing the huge burden of financing said gubmint throughout their productive lives? And the gubmint saves their families, too! Pardon. I must find a tissue....

Do you spontaneously wax poetic when paying homage to your gubmint (the fount of all good things in Rogerspeak)? Is this any organized coercive entity or just the official USA gubmint (only when self-serving and/or moronic socialists are in charge, mind you)? This is truly some bizarre stuff, Rog.

I also agree that if you vote in this country you are doing so only on the margins. However, included in those margins is the right to worship as you wish (cross burning being allowed), join a union, marry whoever the hell you want (even if they have the same genitals), let your daughter choose her way in the world, make sure your folks can go to the doctor (or nurse if they prefer) and not get bankrupted by that decision, etc.

As for all the "included margins":
1) Worship as you wish - Burned a church full of men women and children to death in Waco Texas to defend this right.

2) crossburning - "hate crime" or to use george orwell's term "thought crime". You burn one, I'll report it and we'll time the FBI to see how long it takes them to knock on your door.

3) Marry who you want - are we talking tax benefits here or ways for aids patients to bankrupt healthcare insurance funds?

4) Daughter choose her way in the world - so long as it is not a housewife or stay at home mother as two incomes are damned near required to pay taxes since women in the workplace DOUBLED the supply of workers thereby HALVING real wages. Women have always chosen their own way in the world, Roger, they just are limited in their native abilities by biology. If anything gubmint has screwed this up royally with equalitarian nonsense. One can "choose" to be the Emperor of Mars but that won't get you very far toward the goal.

5)doctors/nurses - Yes! And we need to be more like Canada in this respect so the entire country can share 5 CT scanners! Much more gubmint involvement here and smokers will be denied cancer treatments, fat folk denied heart surgery, but it will grease the skids for implementation of euthanasia (the leftist wonder drug)!

Finally, and in a response to your initial response to kenpatirot, it is not the kid from podunk that the rest of the world views as a "bare foot toothless hillbiliy", it is the cartoon character that you portray of the small clan in the cave, with the trap door covered with a big "bars and stars", food for six months, ammo aplenty, ready for the invasion. Again, I apologize for initially assuming that wasn't you.

As for your passive-aggressive "grown up" bullshit I will let George Bernard Shaw speak in my stead “One who is not a socialist at 20 has no heart, and one who remains a socialist at 40 has no head."

I expect no less from you on the hillbilly account, "Roger". To appease you, I shall refer to myself as "Anthony", grow a beard and lick boots.... Will that do?

A bit of low quality treo-cam loot from our most recent excursion. That's MrsJAC by the BMW, DrWho by the sissybike, and Darlin'Joy by the Red Ninjette.

Nate and DrWho tried out a new communication system that I will have to get him to review called Autocom. What little I played with it impressed the hell outa me. Whoever advised him to buy it must be a damned genius...

In For the Night

It seems our chosen destination, Hohenwald Tennessee, is experiencing hotel saturation due to Octoberfest so DrWho got on the horn with the assistance of tom-tom to locate alternate accomodations.

So here we are at Hurricane Inn near Waynesboro, Tn. Nice find.

More of the Natchez Trace tomorrow. For now it's corona and backwoods for the menfolk and some lemonade shit for the chicks.

JACIII

Natchez Trace Night Mission

Hey y'all ! We're ridin' with the chicks!

JACIII

When Men were Men (and nobody had thought of puting springs on the rear wheel)

Hopechange from Obama land!

Now here's a hell of an idea; take a bunch of teenaged fags and stick them all in the same building for hours on end and then send them into the bathroom together!

Gay segregation, how is it dimocrats came up with this? They gonna use the "separate but equal doctrine"?

What about transexuals, transvestites, pedophiles, and midgets? Don't they deserve some consideration? How narrow minded. Chicago needs to endeavor to be more inclusive.

Fun times, boys, fun times! You can't make this shit up.

Another Stupid White Girl

Anyone else think it's ironic that the Paris fashion mavens thought it necessary for this skinny white girl to have simulated contusions applied to her face?

The Harvard School of Economic Theory

Fire the Janitor!

This must be where well heeled conmen and thieves go to get their Masters degrees. Paulson, Bernanke, and Cox all carry this stamp on their resumes.

In a year of economic disaster the three most immediately (short term) responsible people all hail from the same ivy league den of thieves. Vox assserted that the executive class consisted of a bunch of pirates out to bilk the stockholders of the companies whose fate they are hired to shepherd, but I tend to look at them as no different from welfare queens who view the world as a system set up specifically to entitle them. The silver spoon Harvard MBA has a sense of entitlement in that he views solid functioning companies (the result of the sweat and risk of the entrepreneur, the innovation of the engineer, the effort of the laborer) as a construct set up solely for his economic benefit whether it be through the dissolution of a company or the burdening of one with crushing amounts of debt to service.

This reminds me of an instance where the founder of a medium sized manufacturing business, who was still active in its operations, called a meeting with his staff and some representatives of the largely cooperative union there (from whom this story comes). On the table were some day to day product flow and sales issues which were reported on and quickly dispatched. The Boss opened the floor for discussion of any cost cutting ideas those present could bring to the table in response to overseas competition and a shrinking market.

The new ivy league Finance Manager's hand shot up, "Sir, I have looked at ways for us to tighten our belts and from my time out on the production floor the one thing that stands out as not contributing to productivity is the Janitor. I know it's a lot to ask of our hourly workers, but in the interest of preserving their jobs I think they can clean up after themselves in the restrooms. Perhaps we can ask for volunteers to do housekeeping off the clock? Or organize a rotating committee?"

The union man relating this tale told me he was aghast at this, suspecting the whole tableau of being some bizarre rehearsed scenario designed start a process to encourage general wage concessions. "I just sat there with my mouth hanging open." A pregnant silence persisted. Finally...

The Boss, "I just asked for suggestions on how we can cut a a half million dollars in cost and your idea is to fire somebody making $25,000 a year?! That's a helluva place to start. Maybe you don't understand; when the day comes we can't even afford to keep the restrooms clean I'll close the damned doors and we can all go home."

The new Finance Manager didn't stick around much longer.

What idiot would hire someone with a "Harvard MBA" now? In a sane world the buildings of Harvard Business School would be razed to the ground while it's spawn burn in effigy on the lawns.

Hey, Old Man

Happy Birthday!

I Know, I Know

But I've been busier than a one-legged cat trying to bury a turd on a frozen pond.

Definately Catch and Release.

Pronto!

"These guys are dangerous"

Louisiana still hasn't repented from it's gun confiscating ways.

There are risks to exercising one's rights, especially in this society where those educated in modern and particularly leftist leaning schools have become public officials and law enforcement officers. Folks who have the authority to arrest you (no sense in using the word "illegitimately" here as it has been proven time and again damned near any bullshit excuse will do), incarcerate you, prosecute you, and imprison you have been taught the leftist "way things should be" as the way they are.

The linked example is an isolated incident where right won out - in the end, but don't be fooled. The fifteen or twenty grand the city dished out is regarded as just a cost of doing business which they will no doubt pass along to mall management (if the management didn't actually write the check in the first place) and the amount is undisclosed so local taxpayers can't get pissed off enough to raise hell.

So, the lesson folks take from this story is, "Carry your gun - get arrested" which will have the effect the cops, mall management, and city officials (elected and otherwise) desired of prohibiting the casual implementation of open carry. No one with someplace to be is going to opt for strapping their pistol on for a quick stop by the mall. Then again, if you are looking to buy a new motorcycle and have a day and a half to kill.....

Greatest Southpark Episode

My eldest daughter agrees.

Why FoxNews Beats CNN

Everytime


Folks, this lady has the democratic socialist party scared shitless. I haven't heard them this shrill since I listened to the lamenting of NPR during the 2000 election recounts. The female columnists are the best with "loaded" words and outright bitchiness. I read one yesterday (by a black woman) that used the words "smell" and "fishy" in the same paragraph! Clever girl probably thought it was subtle.
Karl Rove and Dick Morris (badass consultant and nearly always right) certainly are tickled shitless with the pick, in part probably for the same reasons I am; we get to watch the democratic socialists try to tear down a woman. A smart, successful, pretty woman. It kills them that she is not one of their hideous harpies being forced upon people.

Call me entertained for the next couple months!

Waterboy has gotten out the cattleprod

These are part of a set from WB including some motorsports items, but these shots put me in mind of Hemingway's Death in the Afternoon. Death can be picked up at any library's surplus sale for a whopping 25 cents and is well worth the time.

Death in the Afternoon is an extended investigation of Spanish bullfighting as it existed in Hemingway's time and fascinating in it's detail and also in the choices of the aspects of this ferocious activity that Enrie chose to illuminate. This is not a stay-up-all-night read, but a casual pickup and put down book. Don't let that fool you, though. There are things in Death that will never leave you.

So, sit out on the porch in the evening with a good cigar and this book and travel to a time when men were unashamedly men and the bulls were demons in bovine clothing.

Black Folks in Charge

To a conservative individual the fact that something doesn't work on a small scale is an obvious indicator it won't work on a large scale. A liberal, on the other hand, upon seeing an implemented idea fail locally will always espouse the idea that it will still work but only if universally applied.


I give you the microcosm:

Helena Arkansas is under a 24hr per day curfew; Mayor James Valley has effectively declared martial law:

Thursday night, 18 to 20 police officers carrying M-16 rifles, shotguns and night-vision scopes patrolled the "curfew zone." They arrested about eight people and confiscated drugs and loaded weapons.

The Macrocosm:











Remember the old jokes about "Stupid signs"? A fella is said to have done something stupid and the comedian hams the line, "Here's your sign!" somewhat akin to the running "You might be a redneck..." gags.

Well,

Here's your sign:

Do Try and Keep Up.....

Enter the Dragon

What you are lookin' at here is the last pulloff before starting up the hill to The Dragon proper. I had to take a pick to torment those who couldn't go.

Hey!, What are friends for?

Harley Riders Caught in a Time Trap

Somewhere about 1976 a whole boatload of american otherwise males stepped out of the flow of time and into the Twilight Zone of a time trap. Ya' every been sittong around a campfire with a bunch of fellas and some asshat pipes up with the old chestnut, "Guys, it just doesn't get any better than this." Now this is, at any given time, a demonstably untrue statement but some folks looked around in 1976 and thought that very thing.

In fact, they thought it so hard they managed to step outside the steady flow of time by which the rest of us gauge past events. An example of this is the fellow below:

Don't think Screamin' Eagle, think NRHS or Zippers.

An 883 can be taken out to 1250cc with just bolt-on parts. 90rwhp, 75lbft/tq at the rear wheel is attainable on pump gas.

If you REALLY wanna get your hands dirty, an 88" kit is available that should yield 110+rwhp, 100+ lbft tq, again on pump gas.

Or you could just leave it as an 883.
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derek

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I lifted this from a thread over on ADVrider.com wherein a fella was lookin' to slow down a bit and asked folks to chime in on which Harley's were preferred among the herd. The thing to note is the horsepower number being touted. Keeping in mind this is a 2008 thread, I will point out to the uninformed that a modern 600cc bike carries better numbers from the factory for a less princely sum. Add up all the time wasted and money burned (thousands) to bump the old wheezer up to less that respectable numbers and you have found yourself an idiot or a timewarp victim. You pick.