The War; Redux

Blood in the Streets!

according to this Jane Fonda buddy.
It is a rare glimpse into the mind of a liberal to read the linked piece. There is nothing but the wallowing and reveling in emotion that is the hallmark of an accomplished drama queen. This wretch is, in fact, so wrapped up in a navel gazing fit she has convinced herself she is being physically injured by the prospect of Barack Hussein not becoming King of the World by sheer media acclamation.

The Sun Shines Bright On My Ol' Kentucky Home!

This is obviously in response to the freak in hollyweird who has Sarah Palin hanging in effigy in his yard.

It is of note that no one is supposed to be upset about Sarah's effigy, but the guilty white folks are fallin' all over themselves to lick minority boots over a proportional and justified response.

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Hospitality: Raising the Bar

As a responsible host it is one's duty to make a guest at ease, comfortable, welcome, content. This is accomplished with a welcoming manner, an offering of a hearty meal, Kentucky Bourbon, fine tobacco, and good company.

That's pretty much the basics, y'all. Some families have their own traditions and some have a different mode for blood kin than for acquaintances and friends. An example of this difference is the family of JACI, i.e. for family "Greek Soup" was always provided and a block of feta cheese was kept on the table, neither of which was provided to those outside the family. This distinction was not made as a slight to non-kin, but as an acknowledgment that other folks had different tastes than ours.

The Family of JACII does a right respectable job of welcoming guests, as do my siblings; Nate is always well stocked with adult beverages and fine cigars, Welldigger will fix damned near anything you bring him and is a wizard on the grill.

Amateurs. Come to Casa JACIII and you be treated proper, as Welldigger can attest. Who else will rent you a track hoe?