Season't Greetings... read Washington's Crossing by David Hacket Fisher....

   Day before Christmas and my wife and I stop at the Credit Union to sign for a Home Improvement Line of Credit. Interesting, I don't need to draw on it until I need to write checks, and I pay nothing until they send the money I need to my account. Okay. sounds good. Rather win the Lotto, but we all know that won't happen.

    We stopped at the Berger King for a quick breakfast, and Hal Evans, my old friend was there having breakfast with his sister, who was up from California visiting her daughter and granddaughter.... how cool is that? It became a great time, talk, eat, talk... Catching up a little since the last time we met there for breakfast. She remembered me and my Trusty Triumph from years ago. I do still have the motorcycle, just terrified to try and ride it anywhere. I do need to slow do my clicking with mouse and software. I have to regain control of my Windows 10 machine, seems like it has started to respond correctly.

     Seems cold air and wet hair combined to lower my resistance to  a cold, and I now have a stuffy nose and some sneezing and desire for hot soup, hot tea and honey.. My wife has a desire for a really clean home, in case we get someone dropping by for the holiday. The new vacuum is great, picking lots of stuff.  I try to find some meaning in what is on the cable screen, Xfinity didn't get the new components to us, but it isn't nine pm here yet. Still I have more than I need now. All the other packages and gifts arrived, and I got Merry Christmas greetings and shared some with the delivery folks, trying to make everyone's holiday perfect. So I am now on the Hallmark, fireplace, holiday music from all the eras, and kittens, cats, puppies and small dogs, and rabbits?

   PEACE on Earth and Good Will towards Men. And the angels will sing and life is best when done in the Glory of the Lord.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: It is Friday, Remember the Deployed... been there ...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: It is Friday, Remember the Deployed... been there ...: and we are still doing that.     Today a break from YMCA, I am waiting on a service repairman. I found my powder horn, just almost where I...

It is Friday, Remember the Deployed... been there and done that....

and we are still doing that.

    Today a break from YMCA, I am waiting on a service repairman. I found my powder horn, just almost where I remember it.  I think that California will have this school shooting frenzy fixed as soon as they teach the students how to live like prisoners, instead of free folks. That should fix it. They are doing so well with all their other efforts. I wish they had schools and communities like I grew up in. We didn't seem to be unduly influenced to kill others in our struggle to be important enough for love. But then I do remember starting the day with the Lord's Prayer and the Pledge of Allegiance - pre-Marxist take over of education. Not that I believe in the pledge to a godless government of goofs. I do believe in Liberty under the LORD, justice and honor. Once believed that everyone did.

Dad and Mom came to Korea to visit. Reunion Tour.

  Just checked out my father's Junior Class Yearbook, 1942 TIGER, Albert Lea, Minnesota. He went to the Prom, played pool and his school didn't look that different than mine, except his was really larger. Well, my wife is up - I will have to drink my coffee and make myself useful gazing at the screens everywhere. Still working on the Procrastination Pile.   

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Veterans' Day weekend at an Appleseed...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Veterans' Day weekend at an Appleseed...:    One of the best parts of being just an old man, is sharing with those that aren't. I was signed up and went to the Appleseed in Redmo...

Veterans' Day weekend at an Appleseed...

   One of the best parts of being just an old man, is sharing with those that aren't. I was signed up and went to the Appleseed in Redmond to help. Saturday was a bit tough, the water was often falling the Sun was cloud covered but we soldiered on. I got to tell the Second Strike of the match and private Hosmer and Captain Davis died and Luther Blanchard would be wounded and the Revolutionary War hadn't begun yet, leave the audience hanging waiting for the third strike of the match, when it would.
    Will got his Shoot Boss hat, which talented man he is he had crafted to fit him. Looks very good on him. He had his family supporting, and they all had nice Appleseed sweatshirts for the day. Ben and Leanna had come up from Vancouver, WA. Good to work with them again. I will be going down to Douglas Ridge Rifle Club to learn some Pistol Seed training later this month. We picked up another volunteer, and a new Orange Hat was presented on Sunday.
     Our first day of the event was wet and cool, which to shooters that have to lay down in water is cold, no drying out possible. Sunday was better, the clouds would be fleeting and everything seemed to dry a bit, and we felt warm. Reviewed on Sunday was quick and complete and the shooters got to cranking out better groups and higher scores as the day went on.  By the afternoon, we were hollering out loud HUZZAHS! for all the Riflemen scores and Cleaned Redcoat targets. It did seem to rain success upon the shooters, made me think we must have had a lot of ringers or repeat Appleseeders, but it was just magic. Cleaned up and got to drive home in the daylight, the message of John Adams and those days shared with the shooters of our future.  All about Liberty, gentle readers.

Napping while waiting in barracks for Yom Kipper War 1973

   Today is Veterans Day, and I have been posting pictures of my military veteran moments on Face book.  It has been fun, will go back to normal and family and such on Friday probably. As I was scanning through my digital photo album I ran across this October 1973 photo, a candid shot from the upper bunk of the NCO's room. I don't remember who took it. We had been alerted and assembled to respond to the Yom Kipper War (which hadn't been named yet). Like most military gatherings, at a certain point it is 'hurry up and wait'. The rumor mill said one American Airborne Division was going to confront seven Soviet Airborne divisions in the Sinai or Egypt. I wonder if the coming end of the Vietnam War had much to do with the American response, remember talking to a Ft Sill Sergeant that got his self propelled gun ready to deploy and then lost it to the Israelis until it could be replaced by another six or more months later.  We never got to find out if the 82nd could handle all those Soviet paratroopers, thank God, and maybe there were better heads than mine? But reading the Wikipedia article reminds me 'they serve who only stand and watch' or sleep under a magazine waiting for glory.

   Lots of Veterans in my family and our history, I was really unhappy with our nation and the treatment after I came back from Vietnam, I was honored to serve and others had painted us black and ugly. Bad enough that our great grandchildren will never know how proud I was to serve, the country drove me to stay around for the next one because I couldn't really talk to those civilians. I remember telling a war story to a family audience at my mother's home and as I blurted out the f-word for effect my mind had flashing red alarm lights going off - right in front of my mother! I stopped using vulgarity in my conversation, until it would enhance my life. But nothing ever happened to me is always going to be my best war story. I wrote an essay title "Secret Hero" and read it at my father's memorial, but I figured everyone that risks everything for a cause is a hero, even when they don't pay the price. The hard part is coming home and being a gentle person, making a family and building a better future and at the end of a fine productive life you will be remembered for all your best. No medal nor marches needed, just surrounded by your good life and loves.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: So a couple days before Veterans Day weekend, we r...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: So a couple days before Veterans Day weekend, we r...:   I have an Appleseed in Redmond this coming weekend, and won't be at my church to honor the veterans, one of which I am. So I will ment...

So a couple days before Veterans Day weekend, we remember when...

  I have an Appleseed in Redmond this coming weekend, and won't be at my church to honor the veterans, one of which I am. So I will mention it at Wednesday AWANA meeting, and stress the Dangerous Old Men stories on Sunday, since they seem to have all been veterans. My wife is going with other church ladies to do their day of volunteer visit to the Soldiers Home here in Washington. Our fourth graders normally say hello on the third Sunday with a trip on the church bus. I have changed my background and my personal picture daily on Facebook. As we get closer to the event the number of posts about the dead increase although it isn't Memorial Day. But fallen comrades should always be honored and remembered more than we do normally.

   I was never as great a soldier as I could have been, but then none of them are but they are all trying. My grandfather mentioned he was in WWI, not to me ever, but he had really spent the remainder of his life being a minister and missionary and working for International Peace. My father came home and until I got back from Vietnam didn't really talk about his wartime work in the Pacific Theater. He had used his GI bill to learn how to fly, and then raised a family and flew. I often thought that America after World War II was deeply affected and moved by veterans that came back from their war determined to build a better life than that they had lived while in the service.  I do remember my father telling me that The Gallant Men and Combat on evening television were nothing like real war. I enlisted in 1967 because I wanted to be a soldier, Special Forces, having read the Green Beret and having a love of history and heroes. Luckily I didn't ever get exactly what I thought I wanted. My recruiter failed to mention that I was a year too young to enlist for Special Forces so I signed up for Airborne Infantry.

   Shipped off to the Republic of Korea, where my wonderful test scores gained me a slot in an artillery battery (needs of the service) and I talked and worked my way into the Fire Direction Center after making corporal as an assistant gunner on the howitzer.  Like I said, luckily I don't always get what I want, needs of the service, and tours in ROK x2, FRG x3, RVN, 82nd ABN x3, Drill Sergeant 3 yrs, finally retiring in Aug 1994.

Reading Kipling "the 'Eathan" which says it all.

   I was asked by a brother at church what era I was in when I served, I found the term 'era' funny, but told him Vietnam and Gulf War. His son wanted to know if we killed anyone, and did I get hurt. But you can't really tell children what they need to remember when they get older and need your advice, can you? Tell them it was important that you did the best you could while there, don't tell them how stupid and helpless you often felt. Maybe when they get older and into a service uniform and trusting you they may need your best answers - keep talking to them.

  Yes, sir! Veteran of 27 yrs, 5 mos and one day. I have been thanked for my service and I do hope all of yours has been all that the Lord would wish. Mine was.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: The End is near, Repent...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: The End is near, Repent...:   So the dramatic unCivil Was has begun, the drama and tension are quickly rising and it is all blamed upon Trump and the Media and the godl...

The End is near, Repent...

  So the dramatic unCivil Was has begun, the drama and tension are quickly rising and it is all blamed upon Trump and the Media and the godless Democrats. But really, it is me, my bad, my fault -- I did so many good and almost great things (only in my daydreams) that I can't get into the current culture, and feel so sad that so many are wallowing in it, like it is the only way to think and be. And it ain't!

   So I am the party of one, exerting some influence upon my lovely lady. And we vote soon, 5 Nov, and have deep questions to help answer. Like why can't they use simple English to write Bills and Referendums and Initiatives? Something simple like the lawyers don't need to be hired to read it for us folks.

    I have been thinking about my age, got good news on the liver, no problems. But on the two issues I vote about both are suffering from stupidity of the media and the politicians. So I am sad. I did sign up for two more Appleseeds, and one new pistolseed preview/presentation for instructors. In eleven years of Revolutionary War Veterans Associations and Appleseeds, it was only my Life Membership in the National Rifle Association that made me a domestic terrorist according to the stupid lady in San Francisco. I know she doesn't know me, and can't send the authorities against me, but she spreads ignorance and doom.

   My only defense is to continue to speak, teach, instruct, coach and love our LORD and Liberty, the Zombies and Walking Dead are on the way. The Media love the drama and build up to the climax so the fools get all the notice, my eleven years of working on the ranges with shooters and other instructors, without accidents, without terrorizing anyone, without mobilizing to stupid conflict and hate -- is no proof of anything. But it will be part of my life, since only the writers can change the history, and some of them have a message without facts just their feelings.

 

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Great Appleseed weekend... had to be there...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Great Appleseed weekend... had to be there...:    I showed up and helped out, and the shooters were awesome. So many Riflemen made and repeated this weekend that the group will be remembe...

Great Appleseed weekend... had to be there...

   I showed up and helped out, and the shooters were awesome. So many Riflemen made and repeated this weekend that the group will be remembered. Officially, 8 new, two repeats and only a few still knocking at the door or wanting to grow a few more years. Saw so many happy people both days, one would wonder why more folks aren't taking the liberty built into our country to have safe marksmanship training and firearms safety instruction and a shared with friends and family event.

Kimber Custom (Ben) presenting me the 100 event recognition

Shoot Boss DRRC. Eagle Creek, OR

    Since I never signed up for this event as an instructor or shooter, there might be no official record. But the efforts of Andy and Ben came to fruition in that they were able to present me with a 100 event pin, a challenge coin and a nice note from Rusty, the National Coordinator.  Done in front of the new shooters was I hope motivating to them.

I have to write to link to the first AAR, HERE! Not the first one I shot at, HERE!

1st IIT at Wade's DAR. Dec 2008

I am retired retired, I can go back to bed twice....

  Great weekend at an Appleseed event, you know a safe rifle marksmanship instruction and shooting event, where they tell stories about April 19, 1775 in Boston, Lexington and Concord, MA. You know the ones that keep being held and no media coverage because - it is safe, it is traditional, and not worth being afraid of.  Hard to make folks fear what they understand and can control.

   Went to the bank on Tuesday, felt a little old. I was in the line with all the others that seem to be grey or white hairs, wrinkled folks. Not trusting their fingers and digital distraction devices to do online banking, (aren't there enough ways to be ripped off in the world, someone has to invent more?) We were all patient and the tellers were kind and helpful, felt good not to be concerned with politics and turmoil of value. Watching too many commercials will do that to those not watching how misled the country has become.

   Discussions after Sunday School, about the coming collapse when Trump loses, or the otherside wins, or whatever. I had to point out that we shouldn't change one bit, still have God, Salvation, and we know the answers that will work. I would guess that unbelievers don't understand how Christians work in the world. The Chinese Communists fear Moslems, Christians, and Liberty - all things that make the individuals and their family and loves beyond the perfect mindless well behaving workers that they depend upon for service to their ideal nation.

later Friday before another Appleseed.

   Finished my liver biopsy, results next week, lots of rage and foolery on the FB feed. Find my brother has been having his first experience with cancer and doctors having to do the operation twice to get it all. But he has it out and his fingers still work, now if he will allow healing to take place at our age it isn't as quick as our imagination always wants. Instant gratification is even slowing down for more profit at Amazon.com, isn't it?

   I remain convinced that Western Civilization is in decline again. There was a fine article that I read about how we couldn't do what our fathers and grandfathers did, although we have a lot of cool toys and warm or cool homes.... but as a nation we can't, the real leaders weren't made on the anvil of failure and frustration. We are looking for heroes that will save us in the two hour max time at the movies. Don't want to know who the McCoy was of the real McCoy items. Yeah, we can google it, just can't be that effective ourselves. We were schooled to be good little students, workers, consumers... and not to get out of line... Don't give up hope, just rely on God, Grace and goodness. Nothing else works. I need to prepare for tomorrow. God bless y'all.

So what wakes me at 1 in the morning...

 Well, maybe rebuilding my life in my mind's eye, where my thoughts are wildly wandering... dusty old stuff all over here. I find myself holding my wife's hand, why? She and I know but we aren't telling, we just laughed at my mother's joyful snapping a photograph of my holding my wife's hand as we strolled among the roses in France, Paris or Lyon in my memory. Her imagination of our love was always less romantic than it should have been. She shouldn't have raised such a wall flower that thought he was just cactus or bramble bushes. Just a frightened fellow that needs a thick skin with visible signs warning of dangers if one bumps into him... lonely level one...

   Well, my monitor tells me it was going to sleep, as I listen to Up on Cripple Creek, because I scrolled across it as I checked out my Course of Instruction for this coming weekend in Ariel, WA. I was doing so much better without the digital attacks of the computers for my attention and consideration and commercial exploitation of my piles of treasure.... but I have a Pacemaker check today, see how Tracy is coming with her treatment or if I have a new tech. I will visit the YMCA after and come home to maintain my Colt AR 15A4 before Beto knocks on my door to take it away... for some reason that is on my pile of political promises I never expect to see carried out, seems they won't make any money at it. If they could gain revenue they would do it, but no money no honey....

  So I sat on a bench outside the YMCA yesterday with an older paratrooper than I, he did the jump school where they learned to assemble the gliders of his day after WWII, then off to Okinawa and Korea in year two of the war... early into Vietnam as an adviser under a just planted MACV. Before SF got hot and we started shipping Divisions over there. He is the smarter than I man that talks to all the ladies as they pass by, asking bout their lives, loves and children. Makes everyone smile. Smiling works fairly well. I went off to buy groceries, stuff I wanted but didn't really need... ha, ha. Worked for me, steak last night, a nice thick one. Now I am listening to Marty Robbins and singing along to the ones I know best, which seems to be more than I thought. Especially all the gun fighter songs. Surprises me how many romantic ballads I know, too.

  Well, it isn't even 4 am now, but I can go back to sleep. Night!

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Well. the death struggle of America continues...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Well. the death struggle of America continues...:      You know, the one that Jefferson, Adams, Washington and Franklin told us about, where the tree of Liberty would have to be watered with...

Well. the death struggle of America continues...

     You know, the one that Jefferson, Adams, Washington and Franklin told us about, where the tree of Liberty would have to be watered with the blood of patriots. Madison worked hard to make it stick with a Constitution that limited Federal government. They did all know what would happen when Americans forgot God and started to worship power and money thinking that good government could replace the LORD. Generations and time march on things change, I would guess the speed of everything from communications, thought, commerce, community the idea that 'we know' what is true. Most common thought is beginning Marxism, and not the famous brother comedy team. Can't do much about it, there aren't enough thinkers and worshipers remaining in control points. Education is done, federal and state governments and both major political parties are corrupt or just tainted with stupidity. One hates to think that anyone is intelligent and sucking up to the evil in poor government bureaucracy. That shouldn't be possible, should it?

    It becomes tiring to stand independent, alone or almost a tiny minority. Although the best examples of real resistance are in the devote religious sects. It they aren't LDS, Amish, Jewish, Quaker they may not survive the attacks by the AFT, or Federal Government Goodness goofs. Or they may also get wiped out by drinking Kool Aid under the guns of cult. Or barbarian invasions and the laziness of forgetting who the original empire maker was and his struggle, and how they lived in the old days.


 Really, our passion for learning makes it seem that the forefathers, and the great leaders/heroesalways alone in their quest for independence, good government, farming and industry. And they never were alone. They always came from a family, had a faith, an idea, could follow, lead or die in a cause, or write their posterity about the struggle and encourage the continuing evolution of a nation. But it isn't the nation that is important as the community to which they wanted to belong. that followed were

    Commonly now it is the State and the Individual, and from the NFL to the NBA, and WWE they echo the hallowed halls of learning and government there is only how well one does, how much can you make money and how much you can be influenced to the cause... whatever the most important cause is now, not asking more than obedience to authority, rule by law not living in the spirit. There was much more art, poetry, song and dance in our lives but it gets run off for the universal beige and subtle colors of the DMV and waiting areas to pacifying the mindless masses. It wasn't the real drab of grey, black and faded blues of the Soviet Workers Paradise less. When art, song, and poetry became the line item on a budget far below the cost of defense, security and propaganda to maintain the dominance of the Law, the rules and the few that never had to concern themselves again - well what was best believed is over.

   To those that understand, I will see you on the range, in the library, at the social point places along the way. Cling to your Faith, families and gentle goodness and good notions and spreading love among those that will accept if they ever know what is best for others. And stay engaged in life and the struggle to be worthy of the gift. We all are worthy, just don't seem to know it.

 

So, two emails to my Senators and my Congressman...

   Means I hope they get the message about my concerns, will do again later. Mostly I would like the government to leave me alone, I have things to do... don't we all?  Seems that my linkage to the

Not the NRA in America

National Rifle Association makes me a terrorist to be feared by the faint-hearted few. Some nice looking elected lady in San Francisco convinced her fellow fearful folks that all their alarm over AR anythings and mass shootings is the fault of the NRA, an organization that promotes the common use of military grade weapons among those evil gun goofs. Well, the truth is that the NRA isn't what she fears, but since urban myths are the stuff of horror fiction, thank you Stephen  King, and she knows that all MainStreamMedia (that includes you FOXNEWS) is truthful since they say the same things as her friends all do. And 'everybody knows' about the AR rifles. 
    Speaking of which. I took mine to the range and did some more zeroing and getting introduced to my fine AR-15A4, still haven't fired a box of fifty rounds yet. Too frugal, and still learning about my rifle. The thought I should take it to the upcoming Appleseed crossed my mind, and I might have but the Range at Redmond is tight and we had sold out attendance and only four crew. The first priority is instruction in safety, shooting, steady hold factors, Natural Point of Aim, Rifleman's cadence, and what Americans were about in 1775 around Boston. For sure they aren't like that any more... something happened since.  We don't cover what happened.
     I was called by a robot that wanted me to press a button. I don't answer to robots. Something about an appointment at a Cardio Clinic of the Franciscan System. I didn't have evidence of  one in my papers, will have to call and find out who requested it, twasn't me.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Time to quit the struggle? Why, too much stupid ev...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Time to quit the struggle? Why, too much stupid ev...: The King demonstrates he can't do it all.    The government is very clear, they don't appreciate the 2nd Amendment. And because ...

Time to quit the struggle? Why, too much stupid everywhere?

The King demonstrates he can't do it all.

   The government is very clear, they don't appreciate the 2nd Amendment. And because the gun goofs focus on the second part of the sentence and not the first (worrying about government overreach) we no longer have a secure Free State. We are just the lesser creatures and no longer really in charge of the nation and its destiny. We don't secure it, defend it, nor are we treated as important for more than our uninformed votes. The two major political parties ensure change just doesn't happen, the Justice and law enforcement seem to only worry about generating money, and holding back anyone that rumbles about the government. There is little evidence that the elites will have to be subject to criminal codes if they get great lawyers and special consideration.

   As long as they control the news and the message, there will always be fools sure that the government will be able to control everything. The truth is they never are, they may have to kill a lot of their citizens but the government, in all cases where the voters aren't engaged in making the right things happen, fails over half the time. Two examples in America, illegal immigration and drug enforcement. Why would you think firearms would be any different?

   Make sure you contact your Congressperson, often. They do note trends of emails and townhall points. They will follow the Party line, but keep trying.
 

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: I seem to have writer's block, which is causing fa...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: I seem to have writer's block, which is causing fa...: First party date, son's wedding    My mind whirls on, and on. Jumping from the NRA leadership failures, absolute power corrupts abso...

I seem to have writer's block, which is causing failure to engage in life activities....

First party date, son's wedding

   My mind whirls on, and on. Jumping from the NRA leadership failures, absolute power corrupts absolutely... etc...to Congress, the Staffing of Washington, DC. Roman History and Arthurian legends and truths in generals....

  Make eggs and stuff, drive off to a church meeting about AWANAs, get schedules and training material, start to lay out my year calendar -- always pretending that another medical adventure won't interrupt. Dennis Tabb and Daniel Oh and I met with Pastor Nathan. I next need to start engaging in RWVA Appleseed events again. But today, I am off to the range for my AR-15A4 familiarization, zero and back to repack my vehicle and help my wife with household maintenance. Local area has the LeMay Family Autoshow at Marymount. Nice place to visit today, but not for me. Today also starts the Washington State Fair. They will start advertising it as 'Do the Puyallup' later, as if the fair is not as important as the rides, food and shows.

Fire Base Phoenix, Tien Phouc, RVN 1971 

  It is all important, don't have to turn on an electronic digital distraction device for entertainment. Dennis was missing his cellphone when he showed up to the meeting, had to borrow Pastor Nathan's to call his wife and find out if it was in his computer area. She didn't answer not recognizing the calling number (way to go, telemarketeers and robocalls!) She finally picked up and I heard half of a discussion about it could have been an emergency. My own failures to answer, being slow or not wanting to answer came immediately to mind so I was on Mrs. Tabb's side. Too many years of being on the end of a radio signal, or landline and knowing the other party isn't as concerned about your wants, needs nor effectiveness as you are. Write me a letter, give me the battle plan and the resources and get out of my way. Ha, ha, ha! Next time you see Mel Gibson in 'We were Soldiers' go get the book and read the last half, about the other battalions engagements with the same enemy.. cause it didn't stop when he got on that last helicopter.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Earl's View, focus on the front sight: What is the...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Earl's View, focus on the front sight: What is the...: Earl's View, focus on the front sight: What is the fear today? Lots of them being passed ... :    How does this fool notion that you can...

Tuesday morning....

  Quiet waking, my spouse came in and went to bed finally. She has been hanging with her friends from foreign lands in foreign speak, but heart warming social needs met and warmed until she had to face the cold American reality. She will sleep for many hours.

I liked quiet stand to then

   I can't sleep after morning wakend, I get up and turn off the outdoor lighting, and walk through the humming home to find, and fill the coffee maker.  If you truly want quiet you have to cut the power. Don't do that, I am not disturbed by my wife's breathing at night, I never notice silence until I take my breakfast onto the back porch and enjoy almost nature sounds. God is good. Two well cooked thick slices of bacon, two eggs and milk whipped up to gather the grease, slice of cheese for dairy and lovers salad (lettuce alone).

  No Tucker Carlson last evening, I spent time putting my CMP all Weather Sling (synthetic brown) on the new rifle and then reading to Blues in the background. I will start positions and dry practice today as I start lying to myself (great intentions gone awry). By eight I need to be on the road to the YMCA, early start is better than later making excuses for not doing my full rehab program.. I did notice as we were picking up and moving picnic tables in the park on Saturday how comfortable I am with not pretending to be strong and dangerous MALE. 'fat old man' fits and I can wear it, it is all mine. None of the ladies dress for me and I can enjoy all they abundantly display - although the credit union doesn't seem the best place to put on the slut mode. I really don't use the word slut, except to convey the shock of seeing more than I would want my daughter, wife, mother to show the public in the public.

  Mind is rapidly moving on, from thought to thought - I need to move out. Take care out there and be better than even you expected. It will be well, it will.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: What is the fear today? Lots of them being passed ...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: What is the fear today? Lots of them being passed ...:    How does this fool notion that you can't swim exist? Everyone can swim, but breathing water never works. It does help to learn in a c...

What is the fear today? Lots of them being passed around...

   How does this fool notion that you can't swim exist? Everyone can swim, but breathing water never works. It does help to learn in a controlled environment with experts, but Hondo has been tossing kids into the water for a long time. But you can allow your fears to magnify to the point that you can't swim, and that isn't helpful, neither is getting your training from watching Hondo and the boy. Nor is it productive to outlaw unregulated swimming without a life guard present and a certification of proficiency.

   Jump to school shootings, well I never saw any in my schooling, so I never knew they existed, when I was young Blackboard Jungle and Westside story meant knives, mostly switchblades, were the weapons of choice for the bad teenage boys.  I even owned one once - cheap waste of bravado enhancement. Pen knife was of more utility and only Spics used knives in fights (stereo types that no one wanted to be like). Most of that was media narrative, there were rules about threatening folks with knives, written and otherwise. But no one worried if any one was carrying a penknife - since two or three bladed knives were standard boy gear.  Why? Because our fathers, uncles and older brothers were all carrying them through the day. Remembering this makes me sure that many men weren't carrying pen knives - no one sharpened quills anymore, the name stuck from when they still did.

   Almost all the things one fears are based on projection of possibilities, it could happen and then magnifying what you want everyone to fear with you. I find walking through the world being amazed and laughing at wonderful surprises better than cowering over someone's nightmare. I don't find joy nor entertainment in the horror movies, but enjoy a good drama or gun slinging adventure with well developed characters... but then I like puzzles, too. I am becoming very accepting of change, fools and folly. Not all those things make me happy, but real life isn't about being happy only about pursuing happiness. And that too will change.

   Time to wake my wife, we have places to be and things to do. Nice to be in this fine country where we can do the important and the pleasing without being preyed upon nor limited by government excess regulations.... oops must not be paying attention, they have a law about that - being adventurous without a license.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Breaking free, walking away...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Breaking free, walking away...:    I have never liked commercials, telemarketers, computer interruptions of my viewing, door knocking salespeople and strangers out to kill ...

Breaking free, walking away...

   I have never liked commercials, telemarketers, computer interruptions of my viewing, door knocking salespeople and strangers out to kill me and loot my piles of stuff... but current culture demands participation and my attention or they will send someone to find out how I am. Do they really care? Probably not - but someone will try to call or thump on their side of my viewing of my activity. If I am blogging, like now, I would be likely to just never return if I had some popup ad.

   Break free, it is a bit of a chore for some things. I have lots to think about, current books being read, memories to be recalled and taken care of, and a mind that always wants fed. Give me more of what I am searching for... so I was doing the 100 years War and wanted some diagrams beyond what was offered in my book, and I searched and found the book I remembered - not at hand. Things move, are still here but behind some pile of things not disturbed for years, and I do mean years, and I could be mistaken.

   I do become convinced that I must start liquidating my stuff, throw away, give away and gift the really good stuff. Too much, too much. I also want to redo the Computer Cave, anyone know why I have three computers there? Well, if you do you are smarter than I am. I likely have all I need, just more than I realize or am prepared to handle.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: So you are old and afraid.. why me, LORD?

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: So you are old and afraid.. why me, LORD?:   Came back from a success, looked at Face Book feed and left a note that I was going to flee. I am reading Northwest Passage, and would rat...

So you are old and afraid.. why me, LORD?

  Came back from a success, looked at Face Book feed and left a note that I was going to flee. I am reading Northwest Passage, and would rather dwell with Rogers and his rangers coming back from wiping out a hostile French Indian camp then look at the silly stuff on FB. But can't stay reading forever I have stuff to get done, and if I don't move it won't get done and the less I do the more certain I can't handle anything on my own.. or government intervention.

  Speaking of government intervention, I went to pick up my most recent purchase, no sales tax, but there was a SAR processing fee of $18. I have no idea how they decided that that fee was an improvement in all the good the government is doing for the folks. Being in Washington State I count it another example of an attempt to extract a little more blood but leave me alive for now.  I am okay, I did enjoy the company of humans trying to please me and help me and do a fine job to put their needs in order.  My wife isn't slowing down and I am not starting up the remainder of the day, unless she goes to walk on the treadmill. Then I will head for the garage and start straightening everything up. Too much stuff!!!!

   I did have a couple interesting conversations about modern life. The clerk was telling me he didn't get his phone until 7th grade, I laughed. He said they get them younger now.... all soon to be part of the Borg.   Real fears abound most aren't based on truth, as I teach rifle marksmanship I tell the shooters not to allow their mind to fuss their shot, don't allow your mind to change many things that don't count.... but like any temptation they will take their easy miss over a difficult hit.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Are you programmed properly yet? Seriously, we are...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Are you programmed properly yet? Seriously, we are...:   It has been over a month since I broke free of the computer war game I was playing every day, no matter where or when. The designers, want...

Are you programmed properly yet? Seriously, we are being had by the borg...

  It has been over a month since I broke free of the computer war game I was playing every day, no matter where or when. The designers, wanted a international game, multi-players and all time zones. Their goal was to make money, anyone's money was good. They had a good solid design and they monitor player activity, because if they don't the players go away and speak ill of their product. So now I have more money, time and am doing productive things.... it would have been fine if I needed to watch a screen while I healed. But I am getting healthier. Adventure, learning, combat, rewards and fame for advancing in levels and power in the game.

   It does become addictive, and if you are impatient you can buy gold pieces and buy weapons, training and advancements. Getting your high much faster, but the crash is exactly the same - is that all there is? Flat - until the next struggle for success. Humans are wired that way. So after about two years of play, I said good-bye to my team and was out of there. I, my avatar is now a ghost city producing everything so that any attacker gets rewarded without bursting through my defences and troops. I still have gold that no one can touch, still have my armor and level. I would just have to play again and recover my former power and might. Not going to do that. I am free.

  At the YMCA, I have used two different software programs to monitor my activity, one on my home computer, and one an app on my digital distraction device (electric tether telephone w/apps). I have been a compulsive note taker for years on mileage and repetitions, not that I had ever look back at the numbers, but if you graph them you can see what is changing and any thing that changes with effort. Not much except health changes without moving. I feel good enough to think I should put my motorcycle back on the road and go visiting... so I must be feeling very good. Don't worry, I haven't started the lawn mower up yet, that will be first.

  As I sip my second cup of coffee, I hear that reverse mortgage might... whatever, they do want you to be chained by: debt, guilt, too many things and personal responsibility. Poor alternatives for love, conversation, simple games and gentle touching other lives. But they know you won't be had if you aren't on their lists - still answering a phone? No matter who calls? Did you think the Pope was calling? The President? The Queen?

  Some fool programmer is putting together a code to determine if you are going to commit mass slaughter. It will be based on known data Age, Sex, and all your financial transactions, data drops and photos on the internet and every word written, and sung by you... Social status, family, friends and political activity. To survive you will have to adapt, innovate and overcome, or just disappear.

 

 

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Well start training as an EMT, cause the second Ci...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Well start training as an EMT, cause the second Ci...:   Too much hate, no compromises, the ruling elite are sure the laws don't apply to them, that they can't be punished. And none of it...

Well start training as an EMT, cause the second Civil War is on the way... no one studies history...

  Too much hate, no compromises, the ruling elite are sure the laws don't apply to them, that they can't be punished. And none of it is secret - I am on the side of the deplorables, I cling to my God, my family, and my firearm. Now if you would outlaw the medical murder of unborn humans, I might give up the firearms you are so afraid of. Because I study history and know much about warfare that Hollywood has never found sexy nor entertaining.

  Right after the next medical appointment I am registering for the First Aid then the EMT course. Why? Because y'all are going to need medical assistance. Not enough love in America, Hollywood tried to convince everyone that sex and romance are just fun, thank you Hugh Hefner, ruined a whole country preaching that everyone should be a deviant - probably created the toxic male all by himself. I will have to pray for all of us, non-clingers especially, although the reason I never followed the Walking Dead was I thought they were the supporters of the Democrats or Republican rascals. They all just grab power for enriching themselves, families and friends.

  For the fools that think any resistance will fall to the power of the police and military - who do you think is in those uniforms? And if the political leaders don't honor the Constitution and laws, how do you expect your bodyguards and security forces to obey your fool ideas? Want to do something helpful, clean the street, say hello and how are ya to your neighbors, laugh a lot more, pray and worship the LORD that cannot be bribed, bought nor conquered. Now about the uncivil war - the resistance is going after leadership, the little folks have never been the problem. First everyone not living in love and trust in the LORD will start by saying mean, untrue and ugly facts about the other side. The speed of communications will magnify the effect - just like the Media reports all of President Trump's Tweets. I am not on Twitter and remain sane- but the Media tells me what he said and what it means.... and I am somewhere else studying to save lives while all mindless, influenced by bad manners, bad language and Mainstream Media run around frothing off the latest talking points.

  Example: the AR -15 is an assault weapon, a military grade machine that shouldn't be in the hands of slaves, prisoners and the people we are about to betray because we don't trust them. May as well castrate and emasculate all men because frightened women may not trust them. And my brother knows nothing about military weapons - the reason he fears the AR is he forgot full automatic isn't a feature on the AR-15, that American military and police weapons will have a selector that will go to burst or full automatic (why police need full auto is beyond me - but I was military not police). Not enough love, manners, respect, nor pause buttons.

  What I find amazing is how the President will adopt a bad idea: suppressor banning, AR banning and has no real idea of the effect except it throws the Media off a bit. He is a political animal, feels the crowds, listens to his Twitter feed. Yes, the end is not very far off. Hope you are prepared - every institution has been compromised and seems tainted. Suggestion is that you straighten yourself up, cling closely to your loved ones and be nice. If you are already nice, talk others into that pattern of response... and stockpile bandages, and medicines. We are going to need them along with prayers.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: We need to get beyond fears, especially the ones t...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: We need to get beyond fears, especially the ones t...:   Folks in government do like to be powerful, at least enough that you would be afraid, very afraid. So a fool politician says he would nuke...

We need to get beyond fears, especially the ones that make you change...

  Folks in government do like to be powerful, at least enough that you would be afraid, very afraid. So a fool politician says he would nuke anyone that resisted disarmament. He couldn't launch a nuke, can't compute for using one, and he has no power to start a war beyond his one vote. Idle threat, like I mentioned he is a fool. His threat may have destroyed his Presidential campaign, but helped his reelection.

   I am an old fat man, many reasons but for sure too many carbs eaten and a finely tuned body that stores everything in layers of fat. I do not run ten miles a day, five days a week. I am like too many modern fools, sitting and watching a screen, which burns few calories. I am in danger of heart attack, stroke, high blood pressure, diabetes, shingles, flu, headaches, fevers, many kinds of sexually transmitted diseases and ED. Now I do have a family doctor, who has sent me to taking daily pills and has increased my life by a few more years. Or at least my blood pressure has gone down. I have it good and will suffer for it, I don't look like the beautiful people on the screen unless you watch television to see the audience on WWE. I have no fears of the few, but like the fat, I will suffer for them.

    I am not believing the media, I will continue to find entertainment value on it, but normally I will put my cable on to music, light classical in the day, and Blues in the evening. I would like to start playing cards (Canasta, Bridge or some Rummy) but no one has time when they show up. I will read prose and poetry in my lonely. I will be fine and I will have little fear. I did say I am not believing the media, didn't I?

   About the whole gun culture, I would be happier if they weren't so scary trying to look like operators with lots of magazines and tons of bullets to shoot and three sets of aiming in the dark and the dangerous devices taking their rifle from seven pounds to twelve. But most of that has little reality in how they shoot. How well they shoot, what targets they shoot and most of them aren't making their shot based on fear. But then I don't do cowboy action shooting, nor any of the other fast shooting competitions. Now safe competition is fine, but not something fat old men would do well at. If I were a techy, I would shoot bench, and reload and become an expert but the benches are all the wrong size, too heavy to move easily and get in the way of my shooting mat and prone positions. I can never be satisfied. And sitting on a bench does not make one more mobile and flexible, where position shooting would.

   How many murders have you been witness to? Hopefully no real ones, but I once saw Marshall Dillon kill the same man every Sunday evening, for years and years. And don't get me started on the war drama, the police dramas, and the gangsta stories. My mind can't tell the difference between illusion and reality - remember everything on the screen is a binary representation of something created, or recorded to be transmitted to your eyes, ears and mind. They can build fears, you have enough of your own but with the speed of transmission and the money the carriers will gain, you will be fed fears until you are too feeble to resist another episode of Law and Order. Now I really do know that only one robbery happened in the local area and the burglar was caught and charged with a lot of ones that aren't covered because only so much time in a broadcasting day.

   Being basically a shy young man, I never believed the romantic stories, cause that isn't the way love is... but I can see how the cultural norms and social expectations are destroyed by media, Enough media overload and you might as well be part of the matrix, because you aren't in reality. And in the end, realize that the advertisers, are fueling the obsession with the screen and the entertainment.

  For a destruction of the mass killer culture, get it off the screen, allow no advertising during news and commentary and education programming. Our fears are being fed by media, I suggest more reading of real books less watching screens meant to sell you something you really don't need.

I am so bad, evil, sinful and then God spoke to me....

   Really, but you don't believe me. It is alright your disbelief won't hurt me, change me nor count against you in the final judgement.  Calling me a White Nationalist, a hill billy, a toxic male, or just a really 'not one of us' kind of guy I once would have fought about it, teenage boy stuff. But I grew out of all that long, long ago. I don't value the opinions of people that look at me with their fears in front of their eyes. Their fears are only in their mind. I am counting on love and forgiveness, but sure that there is an evil government employee that will try to make me bend to their way of doing stuff. I have met them, and avoid them.

   The same way I don't count opinions in the news as truth. I know they slant their reporting, and all for audience and money. Is there truth out there? Sure count the bodies, find the shooter and the guns and bullets. But listen carefully while the police and medical community hide facts from the public, to keep tourists coming to Vegas, and people taking drugs to stop smoking or other mental traumas. Although the warnings are always given mood swings, depression and suicidal thoughts seek help. As I remember depression, I aspired to be a potato. I would guess that most of the suicides of veterans are because they don't feel important, loved, part of the community around them... lonely does end badly. With the speed of communications today, I once learned more about my family around a Canasta table than I ever did watching the network evening news.

   You all need to be good working on best that you can, do it all with love, and remember that no one can fix the fears inside of another person, the best you can do is listen politely and respect their attempts to make the fears go away. Speak kindly, use good manners and be kind.
 
 

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: So i-1639 went into effect on 1 July 2019... for f...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: So i-1639 went into effect on 1 July 2019... for f...:   When I realized that the new (improved by fool committee and unknowing and not participating voters) anti-gun owners law was in effect it ...

So i-1639 went into effect on 1 July 2019... for fear of the few, and good intentions misdirected

  When I realized that the new (improved by fool committee and unknowing and not participating voters) anti-gun owners law was in effect it was time to buy an AR-15, that evil black rifle. So I quit my online wargame (March of Empires, War of Lords) of a couple years. And found my freedom again. Those lovely little distraction devices are almost as bad as drugs and alcohol used beyond moderation. 

Shooting KD at DRRC

    I went to our local Base Exchange where they sell firearms to military service connected people. They didn't have a 20 inch rifle, lots of 16 inch carbines. The helpful clerk told me I could order one and I found the one I liked and ordered it, after producing my Certification certificate for my firearms safety education. Colt AR-15A4 should provide a fine answer to my desire to help the new law overcome the fears of the few. Once I placed my order, 6 Jul 2019, I would have to wait for the rifle to arrive to continue the paperwork. On 26 July, I returned to the base to pick up a prescription. And I found during my stop by the firearms counter that my rifle had come in, I hadn't checked my messages on my telephone. So another helpful clerk went back to find my rifle and bring it out so I could handle it and start the additional paperwork. I filled out everything, then the clerk checked and we printed out the filled forms and they would be sent off electronically and kept with the purchase paperwork and rifle. My next event will be waiting for the cooling off period, ten working days, so on Saturday the 10th of August, I will be able to pay for and pick up my new rifle.
   Nicest thing about the waiting period, I can read more, order extra magazines and ammunition for the rifle. Which I did, so easily on the internet.
    I have been watching the CMP shooting events on the Facebook feed, lots of lovely stuff and great competition. I will not be joining their ranks, but will continue to work with RWVA at Appleseed events where we help train folks in rifle marksmanship safety and heritage. I am also a Life Member of the National Rifle Association, and love the magazine but not the politics at the Headquarters too close to the DC swamps. Isn't that like any place of power, the wrong folks go to claim leadership and then ruin the basic fine organization and apathy means that nothing changes. Pay attention and talk, write and vote. And since you know I think you should - get your rifle and the skills needed to be a citizen of Liberty.

Personal camo outfit local purchase, dressed for OPFOR

  In 1968, I was an infantryman, 11B assigned to an artillery unit, C Battery 7th Battalion of the 17th Field Artillery. Where I would attempt to do the best I could, but I was always learning how much I didn't know as I tried to get in charge of my life. I became a real 13B corporal by another corporal being busted for breaking a rule, and the senior sergeants and the commander thinking I could handle others as I learned about the artillery on a  howitzer, 105mm towed. I went to a school to learn ballistic computations and become part of the Fire Direction Center, then another school for small unit leadership and tactics, called the Advanced Combat Training Academy, My commander and his driver/clerk came to visit half way through the course. Saw I was doing well and they put in my promotion to Sergeant the following Monday. Come graduation day, I was number two in the class and to be honored for that with four others. All would be called and presented promotions by their battalion Commanders, The best in class actually got staff sergeant stripes, and I was given acting sergeant stripes by my battalion commander (which he kindly apologized for the not having real ones). Get back to the battery and the Battery Commander and the clerk would give me orders for a real promotion to Sergeant 13F Recon Sergeant dated ten days earlier than the graduation. I was also given the Fire Direction Center/section to be in charge of after forgetting most of my computation skills from that earlier school. Ugh! back to the books and the additional duty of Training NCO for the 1SG/BC, as well as periodically being the Recon Sergeant for when we fielded a FO team for our Infantry Battalion. Times were good!
   In 1969 my mother wrote and said my cousin was getting married in Seoul Korea, and I was the closest relative and I needed to get there and see the wedding and write her all about it. So I asked for

Fixing cousin's uniform, day of the Moon landing

and got a pass, put on some blue jeans and some kind of shirt with buttons and a cigarette pocket and went to find my cousin. My mother loved family, and weddings in general. I went boldly, and found him, he lent me a civilian suit (I wasn't a fat old man then) and I became a best man at his wedding, an honor I have never repeated in my life, says something about how anti-social I have been. It was cool and as soon as I could I broke free and returned to my unit and my girl friend that was sure I was getting married to another woman - language lag is amazing, must have corrected her confusion. Since yesterday I left an Appleseed after lunch and some Dangerous Old Men story, drove home, cleaned up, picked her up (my girl friend became my wife) and we went to a party, which I reported in for the final five minutes and we spent the next four hours catching up and reliving long ago and far away. The good things become the best things when they cost just a little effort and are done with love. Remember this story will disappear when Google decides they don't like it, marriage, military, families and not making a dime on it. But the marriages and lives mentioned march on. Y'all be great, because you have already mastered good!

Well, I have been driven to test and use the new improved denial of my rights...

  So I stopped by the Exchange to see if they had what I wanted, they didn't but I started to ask to see the Ruger Mini-14, looked so beautiful with wood instead of polymer or aluminum. Would come with two five round magazines (I immediately wondered if Magpul made ten round magazines for it).
So I said what I was interested in, they looked up on hand inventory, no joy... but no problem they would order it for me. I told them I would return and went off to the YMCA to work the body a bit and talk. Sweat and talk was very good made a lunch date with another member, an older Vietnamese gentleman. Who looks like he is wasting away.
   Back home to clean up and do some research about what I wanted to order, wrote it out and I grabbed my paperwork and such and went back to the Exchange. Okay, very helpful woman looked it up, found the price, placed the order --- only after making sure I had a certificate of completion of training for compliance with I-1639, well, I showed her my free one from Sporting Systems and Daniel G. Mitchell, she had to call and see if it was good. It was, they did show me one from RifleClass.com where for twenty dollars and the time spent watching a video and taking a test I would be certified. Mine was accepted, I will have to come back and fill out the other required forms when there is a rifle serial number to match me with it. Then there is also a waiting period after I buy the rifle and they approved the purchase... more bumps. Now I do have time, I can wait. Just more hoops to jump through for someone's fears.  The NRA and the other organization need to keep pushing in court to kill i-1639 as in violation of the Constitution of Washington and the United States of America.

   In my news feed from the Media, it seems politicians, states and even the President are never going to be charged and convicted of any crimes committed. I am sure since I am not breaking any laws, including the really stupid and badly crafted ones, I will be punished by watching helplessly as the fools continue to break up a nation that once worked. But remember, no one is responsible and everyone does it.... current lack of values. God bless us when we do our best.
 

So day two of trying to get a recommended organization AR...

    I wandered around until I found 2320 Commerce and the door.

Ring bell. Waited to be received, door was cracked open enough to be asked what I was looking for. When I said I wanted to see about ordering an AR, she told me that this was the corporate headquarters and I would have to go online or to a gun store to order one. Thank you. I didn't need to bother to tell her that someone from her business had said they would like to see me if I dropped in. Being a fat old man, I am always finding rejection in my life and desires. I could go to the YMCA, so I did, stopping at a gun store to see if they had what I was interested in the racks. They didn't, but their first question was did I have the new required certification, which was sitting beside my computer at home.

    After two little frustrations in getting what I want NOW, being American is often a problem, I realized that I wasn't exactly sure of exactly what I wanted - only what I wanted it to do. So I hit Amazon.com/smile up to load my kindle and have some paperbooks shipped to me, having avoided the AR so long so ardently. My library lacks depth in that direction. So the Blues are playing, my wife is out with the ladies, and I have reading to learn from... Y'all have a very fine night, remember I didn't get my AR, the world is safe for fools and innocents from me anyway... since I seem to be one of the brotherhood.

 

Miss me? Didn't think so, but I missed posting...

  Was having some trouble with Google's AI wanting me to obey it, all about passwords - AIs are stupid and do not allow humans any failures... but I showed it, I am really good at failing. And bending or breaking free of everything but my flights of fancy.

   Will have to find a link to my most recent Appleseed, medical adventures abound and they do take some time. I just today changed my March Of Empires, War of Lords name, I am now Forgotten1, The Game Loft AI accepted that name, didn't allow me Grey Ghost since it had one of those. I dropped my alliance and shields - so my digital death and dismemberment for the good of the thugs that rule that world will happen. I did say thank you to the folks I had been playing with, but they loved too many rules and insubordination was hardly tolerated. When the game starts to reflect ones life and culture and hurt - time to find something worthy of one's time remaining.

  Working gently on getting a new rifle, an AR in 5.56 mm NATO. Am interested not committed yet. Appleseed next weekend for me in Port Townsend, there is also one in Redmond, WA.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Conversations with the sane of the other side...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Conversations with the sane of the other side...:   Talking to an elder man, he was alarmed that there were sheriffs that weren't honoring their oath of office, and I mentioned that they...

Conversations with the sane of the other side...

  Talking to an elder man, he was alarmed that there were sheriffs that weren't honoring their oath of office, and I mentioned that they were, upholding and defending the Constitution of the US and the state. Both of which do not allow the government to deny arms to the people. 

   He said they can't do that, deciding which laws they will enforce, and I said 'Sanctuary Cities', where elected officials are doing exactly the same thing. He, of course, said it wasn't the same thing. He is a well educated man, reads over four books a week, retired you can do that. But he was thinking that the law should be applied and enforced as his side wanted it, because it would do whatever magic thing they were sure would be better.  And that is where the America of my early imagination died. They have to have guns to use against the others that don't believe the way they do, they have to have control of the only ones. The military, the police forces, the government agencies (remember that all the government agencies went on a arms buying spree for their own thugs and regulators).  Now, the man is a good man and enjoyable to talk with - but he didn't go to war working for the MAN, old Uncle Sam. So he and I have very different opinions about firearms and government.

  I am intelligent enough to know if there is a good idea it gets sold easily no force necessary, and if it is a bad idea it will have to be delivered with a promise of wonder and the threat of pain.

  So recently from New Zealand, the home of Lord of the Rings and the Hobbit, comes a terrible False Flag attack, brought to you by the mass murderer that wants his name remembered as a champion of Gun Control and Media Bias everywhere. And his terrified audience is going to do exactly what he wants, change our civilization to stifle our fears of a dark future. Instead of going down on our knees and praying and throwing our lives and love upon God's Grace and mercy -- we are going to think that giving the government power over the tools of destruction will keep us safe, or that all our stores of guns, ammunition, grenades and expert fighting skills will work as long as the government doesn't know what we have and where we are...  take your pick, all responses that don't rely on God over government will be fatal. But you are going to die anyway, aren't you? Wouldn't you rather it was at peace with your choices?

  I know where most of the human race is going, most of the human race isn't loving enough, humble enough and satisfied enough with the wonder of the world. I watched the response to 9/11, lots of heroic actions until the government and lawyers could get in charge and make a mess. I guess we constantly ground airplanes since we haven't learned to control gravity, but we do keep trying to fly.

   I think I will go to the range this afternoon, because of all the people in the mosques that were attacked, I would like to think I could be one the people that rushed to stop the shooter, praying to the LORD for His guidance and mercy.

As I await my appointment for another medical procedure....

  I spent last evening hooking up my new shoulder holster and thinking bout Appleseeds this year. Haven't scheduled myself, since I am awaiting the results of more medical knowledge about myself than I ever wanted to know. Need to contact the VA, and get them on board as I seem to fall apart right before my eyes. Not really falling apart, just feels that way. Medical adventures.

   Does seem to coincide with my trashing on the multi-player game, I keep forgetting how weak I am currently, so I just changed my avatar to an old, really old version. My efforts to rebuild power and strength are hampered by my self delusion of power and greatness just two weeks ago.

   Woke from a dream of taking a young man to the shooting range, could put that back on my calendar. I terminated my Sunday school and AWANA coach positions until I am resolved to be a great one. The children don't deserve distracted adults as teachers. I am sure I will miss them more than they will miss me.

   Can't eat, drink coffee nor lots of water... I will ponder the world news on Japanese Public Broadcasting.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Better speak up and move on to discuss and confron...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Better speak up and move on to discuss and confron...:   I have some medical adventures in my near future and they are troublesome but not anything for me to fear.  I don't fear a lot, maybe ...

Better speak up and move on to discuss and confront the fears of others...

  I have some medical adventures in my near future and they are troublesome but not anything for me to fear.  I don't fear a lot, maybe that no one will love me, but lonely could be my normal, Solo man.

   But I noticed as I failed to replace my shield on my game city and I was attacked and looted by the enemy thirteen times - totally taking my supplies, killing all but a million of my troops, and those are all wounded and will cost time, gold and supplies to heal. So I almost quit, but I have half a year to go to finish my improved city, so I don't and with help from my allies and frugal play, I start to recover and rebuild. The biggest problem is the almost total loss of a million t5 fighters. They cost a lot in maintenance but are deadly when used at the proper time. Only a game so it doesn't matter much, does it.

   In the bigger picture, the end of America, in whatever it means to everyone everywhere, is very close. First the Media and the politicians spread fears to move the people away from taking care of themselves and the nation. That was once the standard, sung about in myths and legends of our pioneers and forefathers. A truth unwritten was of families and communities, united to battle nature and monsters all under a God by all names. Now, I don't need to name the forces against that image, but you know it isn't your grandfather's America any longer. The country is made up of folks that still work, worship and worry - that has always been a foundation, but this blanket of tales, fables, lies and promises props up the idea that the government can fix everything. Government seems to have replaced God and your own strength of love. And government doesn't believe in God nor love, since they can't be bought, stored and sold.

   But the media does, like the devil, worm and worry into the depths of minds locked into its visual message. Sex, alcohol, smoking, driving fast, looking cool, cruel jokes and pranks, promotion of struggle and domination of others to fulfill your desires... all in beauty and living color.

  It is time to say what we think, should think and to wish others the peace beyond understanding.

  If the fearful convince others that another law will stop the evil, then they don't understand that no laws have ever won, only the spirit can win - the holy spirit. I don't want a law against stupidity, for it would not make anyone love others more than self.  We can be anything we want to be, we should be kind and gentle. Go with the LORD, not with the LOUD.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: I have been a member of the YMCA for a bit...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: I have been a member of the YMCA for a bit...:   Originally, I went to work out, jotted my times, weights and exercises down on scrap papers and was content. Did a lot more talking to old...

I have been a member of the YMCA for a bit...

  Originally, I went to work out, jotted my times, weights and exercises down on scrap papers and was content. Did a lot more talking to old men and looking at people, But it was good. Then they introduced me to ActivTrax and I was able to add stuff and log in and see progress and the computer monitored and encouraged me to different exercises and improvements. There was a coach looking through another screen periodically to tweak my performance, ha, ha.
  It didn't do everything, and was clunky and getting behind the folks with handheld Digital Distraction Devices (personal links to Chinese Communists and American NSA and FBI). Don't believe me, ask Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton. Anyway, the users of such devices looked for an app to link the potential of the YMCA program to the modern folks that never look around, and found something with eGym , and I was encouraged to get the app, log on and work out. I would be modern enlightened and in the best shape ever. Well, maybe it wasn't going to be that great. Under the old system they posted a big hanging board and listed the top twenty members in five different categories, it was prideful to want to be one of the top five in every category, so they dropped that from the ActivTrax days. No one needs public humiliation to motivate performance, you just can't do that to this fool.
  Not being iSmart phone smart, I have an Android by Samsung, I was only using the Calculator and the new eGym app, but it didn't work well, consistantly nor was it helpful. So after three days of frustration I quit. I did send them a support request, but I am done. I can go to the YMCA with my small clip board leave my device on the desk at home and not worry about it. Never thought being part of a herd was a good thing, still don't.
   Liberty with the LORD, I don't need an app to be there and be square.   When you start to realize that the entertainment and news productions on our devices (TV, Cable and such) are improved when one takes out the advertisement showers that interrupt us constantly, it become clear that a steady stream of music for background and a good book will win our hearts and minds before the silly folks.
   See, I am happy again. Take care out there, God and I love y'all... not sure about the rest of 'em.