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.
 

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: New Challenges... another medical adventure... don...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: New Challenges... another medical adventure... don...:   Just that my last body scan showed NO cancer anywhere (GOOD!) so being a great medical tech the man looking at the scan noted that I have ...

New Challenges... another medical adventure... don't worry nothing wrong yet.

  Just that my last body scan showed NO cancer anywhere (GOOD!) so being a great medical tech the man looking at the scan noted that I have cirrhosis of the liver. Okay, off to see a new doctor about the new information. A consult. Being an old man, I didn't have the doctor's name, nor the address beyond the block it was on, so three building and all three floors of the last building, I was at the correct place on time.
   Fill out paperwork, meet doctor, discuss the potential problem and what tests I should do to keep ahead of my end. No cure, I understand. But also, none of the potential problems with my liver as it is now. So I am scheduled for some tests, a lot of new blood tests looking for any irregularity caused by a failing liver and a fat old man. Lucky me, the tech didn't close until four, so I went over and she got all the tubes and equipment for the draw.
   I sat down, took my sleeves up on both arms, she went for the veins on the left arm after asking which hand I used normally. She got the vein, and started the draw - filling three large, two half size and one tiny one third one. The conversation started getting weird, I was almost sure she was practicing her charms on me, flirting to distract me or something. Now I am so old, I am almost certain there is no way she was flirting, we aren't in the South where it is a duty for young ladies to charm harmless old gentlemen. No we are in the Great NorthWest and women aren't that crazy up here. And I wouldn't know flirting if it hit me... it would have to knock me over and that isn't going to happen.
    I am old and she had finished and she said I looked pretty tough with my sleeves rolled up (???) and then some other stuff that I am sure I didn't hear correctly. But I said good-bye, and went out to see the clerk and get my stuff for my next visit mid March. I guess if I have to do a biography I should just refer the writer to my medical records. I was advised by a YMCA member to check with VA if there is damage, seems Agent Orange is easier if your organs are coming apart since you didn't spend a long time drinking your life away.
   Well, I did twenty miles on a bike ride today, 3.1 miles of rowing and half a mile of walking without a limp and no pain nor tightening in my hip. See, I think I am fine, still smiling that I would think a young woman would flirt with me. Good night, off to soak my feet.

Ah, you wonder why we as a moral people, Americans should support lawful conduct?

  The Wall, TRUMP's WALL, or whatever is only a barrier. Most government actions are barriers, to limit actions of the folks listening. You have noticed that few are obeying? Just check the speed limit and red light runners on the roadways. The drunks and the drugged folks driving, the few that steal property and sell illegal substances or will do strange, intimate or immoral acts for money. One would think that the government could take care of all that without building a wall. And I hold that the government could try, but mostly they just make barriers. Now, I do think the government should stop killings. But then I think that abortion is just medical murder of unloved babies - a high price to pay for failing to stop having sex until you grow up and partner up to raise children. And no one is building a wall to keep those that love babies and children from the murderers of the innocent. Government in all it lack of goodness strikes again. That term or phrase - 'strikes fear into the hearts and minds' - that is probably a tactic of bad rulers or wanna-be rulers, lacking logic or leadership or even salesmanship.
 
     Immigration is needed in Europe and America, because the government's policies are mainly about maintaining power and taxation of subject populations, and not about sound growth of citizens by solid family with a strong moral core and love of their nation and neighbors. Really, a lot of government and professional politicians would like the subject populations to live in fear of neighbors, it gives them authority to build TSA, Homeland (when did we start this 'homeland' reference stuff, sounds like German Fatherland, or Russia's Motherland) Security Agency. More government workers owing professional politicians and posers = POWER.

   Anyway, as long as the immigration system is broken (brought to you by elected representatives, purchased by corrupt capitalists, supplying a population to exploit for their benefit) it will remain broken. Both political parties are exactly the same in the outcome of their share of the legislation, and the lack of enforcement for the laws that exist. They want little good law for enforcement, they are only looking for their own power and have little love of immigrants. They have little love for the really bad people hiding among those immigrant populations, often taking advantage of the criminal enterprises and the rewards in drug running and neoslavery of humans caused by their current broken immigration systems.

    Not good enough to stop the illegal drug running, with full automatic or evil semiautomatic weapons, murders and robberies happening from bad hombres in sanctuary cities and states, the government in its fear of lawful civil and mostly moral persuasion must be dis-armed for their own safety, they might commit suicide or murder innocents like Planned Parenthood, or school children like they were a terrorist in Africa. Now the politicians don't really believe they are targets of shooters, check with those that play softball before sessions and the rascally Democrat that sneaked up to assassinate them in mass, with an evil semiautomatic weapon which he learned about by watching a  Harvey Wienstein Production that wasn't about sex.

   The original purpose of the Constitution was to improve the Federal government but limit it, and it started well, but has been changed - the history has been changed and rewritten, mostly for power, gold and greed. Mostly never for God, the godly nor the good. That is how it is we have come to a souless government, populated by people without honor, all working for the evil darkside of their nature. We can never find our way by following the lust and the lost. The correct directions are written and need to be studied. God bless all our best, we have been forgiven all the rest.

Big day today.... pray for little blessings.. nothing important here, really.

  I get to see my cancer doctor, have more blood drawn then hear his fine medical opinion about my chances of survival. He and I have agreed I will die, in some ways like Samuel Whittemore - maybe eighteen years later, so that is just for knowledge. Then in the afternoon I go to court to see American Justice, not on television, which really isn't as cool as Perry Mason and Judge Judy. In both I am working with professionals to get through a problem and I am not confident they are going to be perfect, hope the LORD makes them competent.

Too cool and so proud

  My sister mentioned wanting to contact me on Skype, so I had to get a new password and sure enough, she didn't answer when I rang...  it is okay, just something I wanted knocked off the procrastination pile.  Alexa really works, except she doesn't live where I dwell, so my son calls to alert me, thinking of which, I need to put skype and Alexa where I will have an attractive background and I can sit alert and interested and participate like the television folks all do...We have the most beautiful orchid and the wrong background for taking its picture. Like smartphone videos and selfies, they just don't get the editing of the professionals and we keep trying. Take my word for it, the flowers are just lovely and on the second or third blooming since I was given them to help my recovery from the cancer surgery so long ago. Nero Wolfe and I appreciate them deeply. God has created more wonders than I can ever encompass.

    Great news that you won't understand, I found a way to muffle and control my hammer toe that caused me so much pain, that I was willing to cut it off with a cold chisel and sear it with a hot iron. Anyway, I could do my exercises and walk with less of a limp, hip is working but squeaking a bit in protest, it likes reclining rather than use - will work on it. The piles of things I haven't gotten to continue to grow, just don't move fast enough, or I can't be bothered... hmm, will have to think about that. Y'all have a wonderful day and do your very best for the glory and the honour.

New Year, and the start of another struggle against the evils of living large...

  I seem to have become a member of a new evil class - fat old white men, you can add all the stuff I have been responsible for throughout History. I have been told I can fix the fat part, and If I paid any attention to the commercials, I can have pills and surgery to fix most of the appearance of OLD...

   Knowing I can control only me, I am working on the weight.. so 3500 calories in a pound of fat, I have about fifty of those in excess, and doing a pound a week will make me leaner by next Christmas. Breakfast is fine, the oatmeal, raisins, sliced almonds, with milk and peach yogurt and coffee. A fine start for every day, and easy to clean up after. Lunch is now a slice of meat, slice of cheese and lettuce or spinach or kale/seaweed on dark bread. one apple and two pickles. For harmony I will allow my wife to decide my evening meal - and I will try to leave food on the plate every dinner... but I will have to struggle against 'starving children in China, and clean your plate, we don't waste food around here'. I waist all my food intake, and that is a waste. It is also life shortening. Share more with others, especially those candy bars that my wife brought home. Get them off the table, or just leave them there as temptation resisted (I did quit smoking all by myself after eight years and being up to three packs a day in RVN and two a day in 1972). So I can establish control of excess, then work on better choices of what my exercising old fat man body needs.

    I expect the better portion of my fight against fat will be in exercise, boring repetitious machine exercises. If my feet got fit, I might increase the walking, but will do what I can now, and that little is really helping, not with the weight loss, but with the stepping out without a pronounced limp.

   The wind knocked the power out here for a few hours, the clocks are blinking at us in the bedroom, another early start for the day ahead, but my wife's alarm is off the grid so we would have awoken on time. I get up to turn off the cable and the lights inside, and to quickly put another 24hour shield up in the game, if they catch me without a shield they will attack to steal my resources - which will cost them dearly, but the big guys always do it, pretending it is protecting everyone else. Just like politicians everywhere. Lies and more lies.

   I have been attempting to use the new app for the YMCA, to record my calorie burn and what I did to produce it. I have started to put a weight training program for upper and lower body, helps make me older but does burn calories also. I found out today, that I cannot enter data from home, so I went back to the YMCA and entered today's efforts, and then I submitted them into my history, and although the date was my grand daughter's birthday, it recorded them on the fourth. Talking to the staff about the new app, they were impressed with my efforts, since theirs haven't been as smooth, and they talk about glitches. I put my phone down too much to be impressed.

   

What happens to the people without children at Christmas...

   Wall to Wall or lack there of news about silly things.... kids are more fun.

   For sure, we were lucky, we have Alexa to contact the kids and grandkiddos, if we only knew what we were doing with it. Then we were off to church and there were many children there, and the Pastor spent much time trying to keep the parents from silencing their children, or at least not worried about it. I wouldn't have mentioned it at all.

  I just don't fit in the box, I know, I must check one or they will check it for me...  truth is very relative, and hardly objective in the end. There were about seventy men and boys facing the light infantry at Lexington April morning. They were not all the same, but they were all standing there because Captain Parker had asked them to. You shouldn't make assumptions, find out who and why.

  The YMCA is running in the red it is reported, the goodness of their hearts and programs mean that many are served and encouraged to come, but many of the staff have their hours cut, or are just volunteers - and there is nothing wrong with volunteers but why does it seem there are so many back office managers when they could all come out to help?

   The YMCA keeping modern, decided that the ActivTrax program wasn't delivering - I was happy, but I am only one. So they went for an app on the smart phone. Well. I put the app on my phone and started dragging it to the YMCA with me, I get five points for using my phone and the barcode on screen to check in! Wow! Now the app hasn't helped me record my workouts, seems I can't touch it correctly, it isn't easy to scroll, to save, to figure out what it isn't telling you, and how to ignore what it is telling you (are you sure you don't want to do that exercise?) Ugh! But today! For whatever reason, when I finished my light workout, I had four exercises to record, and somehow I got them into the machine, saved and they are showing on my history. I have been trained, why do I feel like a pet that isn't getting a treat for my performance?

   Getting ready to switch calendars, except that my wife has her new ones up and using them already - probably miss New Years that way. Don't know. Nah, will sleep through it. I can catch the early fireworks from the other side of the Pacific, the ones over Germany and get a great night's sleep missing the Space Needle shooting off - should be raining here, right?

Oh, what a wonderful weekend... Appleseed!...

   I am in driving distance 1h 45m from Port Townsend and the rifle range for our Appleseed. Dark from start to finish of the drive, Winter is coming. I meet 'Janer', the Shootboss, and we are setting up in the pistol bays but maybe squeezed, over twenty with walk ons signed up. 'Never on Sunday', and Yankee Terrier are in IIT positions and we begin to check people in, set up equipment line and firing line. The fire is lit in the warm up shed, we expect cold but not freezing weather. I miss putting Josh on the right side of the line, for his left hand shooting. But we moved the instruction right along, just enough words to make the points. The morning was prone, and the afternoon was full of sitting and transitions. and the first Appleseed Qualification Test, and one former Rifleman, repeated and became our first Rifleman of the weekend. He wasn't going to be the only one, but Sunday would show that two others were hiding on the line.
  Sunday was the day of the wind, and the wind won. We had the canopies erected for keeping the rain off, and they decided to try flying away... almost made it. So took them down and moved to another range where the wind would be behind us, closer to the warm up hut and cover in case of rain, but the rain held off.  There would be target corners and sheets lifted by the wind, the chill would stay with us, but all instruction was given, and one AQT before lunch, Dangerous Old Men stories and back out to shiver on the line and we need to anchor the mats better, since they would lift and try to move the rifles on them.
   I must be getting old, didn't spend much time on the line just covered up and called the line commands. Didn't do too much instruction and no demonstration at all... hmm... My overall feeling was that the shooters overcame the wind and the chill, we didn't give them too many things to remember and they performed wonderfully. It is all a shared learning experience, and we could take the memory home and put it to bed.
   Off the line and away from the shooters the discussion was often about the threat of more constraints against the range by local forces that don't really know anything about shooting, the ranges nor safety. Just GUNs are bad. Never ending ignorance. Now to get ready for Christmas.

The government can't control guns, they can't control spending and accounting....

 Really, the list of things they are supposed to control: immigration, drugs, education, justice, welfare, taxes, retirement, secrets, aviation, transportation, scientific evidence of ______, and such. They can't control and for some reason, they think success in gun control will be wonderful.

  Why allow them to try? More people are dying of drugs -- suicide is killing more, but then guns are sometimes used for suicide. Anyway, my point is don't strain the government, they haven't caught all the killers yet. They need tax money and they haven't caught all the tax cheats either. They haven't caught all the liars in Washington, DC. That should be grounds for an appeal for all convictions for false testimony in Washington, DC. Not uniformly prosecuted, all those lying politicians.

  Report from Australia, the guns aren't all gone yet, and automatic weapons are coming in, or being manufactured in country. They aren't that difficult to make.

   I don't think that Gun Control will work. I know that I haven't decided to use a semi automatic rifle to commit crimes, most gun owners are with me - but lies on entertainment, news media and politicians' lips will try to make you believe that only the government is moral enough to control gun crime... not true. The government is not moral, the people in it maybe, but probably not.

Not nice to fool Mother Nature... nor mess with her...

  I have been having a doomsday feeling since Prayer Group last Saturday evening. Good study, fine prayers and great fellowship and food... and still I couldn't help thinking the end was near and we are not close to prepared for it. Brought on by the missionary that was shot by an arrow and returned the next day to get killed by more arrows - trying to bring enlightenment to the heathen, in an area put off limits by the local civilized authority. Can't help but wonder if it was a gun free zone. Very poor joke, but the missionary was certain that he could bring peace to the savages, and they were sure he was bringing destruction. According to modern Liberals, he was a token white man bringing all the civilized ills they had brought to the New World in 1492.

  Some fine point on the Facebook feed on the internet I found out that the windshield dead bug count is way down and efforts are being made to get a real count and difference from the counts done thirty or more years ago. You will notice, in the Spring and Summer, the decided lack of insects, except most of us only think of them as something to clean off the radiator grill and windshield as we drive across the country. But they feed lots of bigger feathered flying friends, and slithering long tongued almost slimy things... when enough go the whole food chain is in peril. Remember the beast at the top of the food chain? Yes, your local tyrant/ruler/representative/member of Parliament the one on top of the food chain... they will be the one that will ration, order, regulate and guide you into destruction based upon their need for other useless mouths to feed.   

  There will be many to jump upon the Climate Change bandwagon, and they could be correct. It could be a new bug from space, due to lack of a space force and a cosmic dome. Could be, my best guess, the weed and bug killers are winning. I am canceling all future business with Terminex. It could be that there are too many man made things that aren't food in all kinds of food and trash left around to be consumed by bugs that haven't found the proper acids to render and reduce them into basic real usable compounds. Evolution does take surviving and adapting and lots of time. Jump to the genetic manipulators and you have my other culprit - stuff that isn't real, but that fools (almost) Mother Nature.

   Humans hardly ever leave well enough alone - from forbidden fruit to communism - humanity has many original bad ideas that will destroy innocence, perfection and goodness for all. And as they say, we are all on the same boat, so be good, kind and at peace. Those that aren't going quietly will be loud and proud and dangerous. We haven't been paying enough attention and building stuff that we can use for power, but not love. And without love? there will be nothing...

Just another waking up at five morning... aren't they all?

  Adventures in the American court system are amusing, painful and not to be repeated. A whole level of government that should be very good by now, but really they tell me 1pm and they don't show up until 1:30, we are being treated like we don't count. And we don't. Allow that to set the tone.

  Interesting, to see a former coworker in town, and touch base later on Facebook. If I were a smartphone addict, I would likely have texted, shot a picture as we passed and later looked to see a response... could just have said 'hello!' with a smile, but it is all being recorded now - by our government, the Chinese or just trolls... who is watching over you? All I could do was smile a bit better and store the memory of the passing in my mind.

  Tennessee Ernie Ford's gospel got me started this morning, lovely to pretend I can match his bass and know all the words to all the songs. I am waiting to things to happen on my electronic game, so I am listening to The Gael, one window for music and the others for blogging, and another on a game, one for email, one for confusing our enemies. Remaining thankful that I don't really have enemies, just millions of people that don't love me because.... pick your reason - mine is fat old white man, and an American to top that mess off. I am chuckling, the false rage and anger about the imagined terrible type of person I must be.... My mother tried to make me be better than that. And good women have been trying ever since, don't give up, ladies. Just putty in your hands... ha, ha.

   I have some serious contacting to do on the internet today, seems the dental program is going and I must replace it... should we pay by the teeth remaining?

  I have a .58 dollar credit on my credit card, why don't they send me a check? Do they think I would lose it? First cup of coffee down, time to make a fresh pot... warming and waking magic. So Gandalf.Rx hit me hard with a spy and supply raiding, but I have 20k of his best this morning. Nicely rounding up my t5 which I can't create without some research. Not to worry, got to go, y'all be good. It will confuse them that are living bad, and badly.

Almost finished on my tenth year on the Appleseed trail, Custer Washington...

  So I signed up, prepared my vehicle and packed out and on the road north at 5 AM, it is dark and cold. Filled up at the Safeway and drove, and drove and drove and at 7:25 rolled into the parking lot at the Custer Sportsman range... been here before always interesting.
   Ben and Matt are on site, Ralph rolls up and we begin to set up. I have check in and t-shirt issue. Ten shooters to work on marksmanship and their heritage from our history presentations about April 19, 1775. I like to pretend anyone reading that date would automatically, if an American, know what happened and why on that date. But most Americans have no idea, they could google it or find it on Wikipedia, if they thought it important.
   Introductions, history lessons, safety and expectations of the two days are presented. There is a plan, a course of instruction that guides the instructors, and the shooters all have their personal expectations. Some of the shooters are back for improving what they learned on another Appleseed some times ago. Family and friends gathered to learn, practice and test their skills in a common, American heritage, marksmanship with a rifle. Something my American History teacher showed me in ninth grade Junior High Rifle Club, in the high school gym on Thursday afternoons.
   So, we start, building on little stuff, adding more, repeating the words, pointing out what we see, helping adjust the shooter, the sling and the rifle to the target with our techniques. I am sure they have much better ones in high power, competition and Olympic match levels. But we can bring you into 4 MOA at five hundred yards with our twenty-five meter targets... if the shooter pays attention and corrects one flaw at a time. And lots of dry practice, lots of dry practice.
  Gus joined us on day two, while we waited on Alec to return from border crossing adventures. In the end several cleaned Redcoats and three new Riflemen made. The future Riflemen were all around but darkness comes early in the wintery Great NorthWest, and my hands were chilling.

End of days...

  I went to my aunt funeral in Minnesota, she had a long and full life, I always thought of her as a wonderful lady, my father's sister. That was last year, December. My wife had to return to Korea, for maintaining her parents's grave mounds and paying respects, and seeing her sisters and brothers and all their children and grand children. Each of the graves took a day and she traveled the Republic to see her family and friends. Her tales of the changes in the last seven years in high rise apartments, cutting all the trees, getting rid of rice paddies. Most of her travel was bus, rail and air, taxis are too small since she was always with others.  When she went to her home village it was like a ghost town, and the farms had gone from rice to black beans - low maintenance high dollar value crop? Times change, excess rice comes from the two crops in Southeast Asia instead of the one crop in Korea. But farming isn't looked upon favorably, working in a factory, starting your own business, being highly educated and in politics, justice, medicine or science.

   As major improvements in tech, and computation show up, my wife's smart phone service stopped at the American border, without some serious changes she wasn't prepared to do. She took pictures but had to use her brother in laws computer to comment on Facebook to me. I laughed. She had various adventures on her trip back to the USA. But I was patient and was there when she came looking for me. She had to get new luggage, the old set had problems with handlers and plastic parts breaking beyond easy repair. But the new stuff got stuffed until little old ladies or their husbands shouldn't pick them up at all. Almost, but wheeling them is nice.

   Church, Sunday school and a revival for us, then I went off to meet a Tennessee Appleseeder that I am a FB friend of.  Met him and his wife, a local family lady, and we talked about career and Appleseed. The new efforts to infringe on rights and how we got into Appleseed and where we are going from here. Good burger and cole slaw, and I drank coffee. We exchanged business cards, ha, ha. Busy Sunday, my neighbor told me that the Seahawks lost, but the game was close and worth watching.
 
    Monday plans don't include anything except one funeral, for a lady born in Japanese controlled Korea in 1923, married in 1944, widowed by the godless Communists in 1953, raised her daughter alone, daughter married an American, she moved to Hawaii and then Washington to help raise the grandsons. She became a Christian and a Baptist late but was always at church, a senior lady friend to my wife, and my wife knew her grandsons from youth choir trips she had supported for years. One of them gave a beautiful tale of his grandmother's life and meaning in his family, a wonderful tribute. I noticed how young she was in their wedding picture. 

   It was interesting to me, how pain free my foot was, and how well I walked across the cemetery grounds and back to my car. And when I got home, changed, napped and got up to get a cup of fresh coffee and return my tray to the kitchen, I fell catching myself about twelve inches above the rug. Dropping the tray, coffee cup and stuff - had my priorities correct.   

   You had your three day weekend, unless counting or making more ballots to count in Florida. So be of good cheer the Democrats are winning, we won't become Zimbabwe, but Venezuela maybe.

The day after the Vote...

  Yesterday, I went off to the YMCA, to get a coach to show me the new routine, but they aren't prepared. As I walked to towards the double doors I saw a couple leaving the old man slowly going to the car in the handicap spot, the little elder lady carefully, slowly placing her feet as she danced with her walker. She was not happy, so I gave her a bright cheerful 'Have a beautiful morning!' And her face lit up, with a smile saved for the gallant knights arrival - just in the nick of time. She was so beautiful in that welcoming of my greeting. That made my day.

  I often tell young girls that only their smile will keep them beautiful, but they are too young to understand, they believe in makeup, dieting, dancing and surgery and dental alignment devices. But it is the smiles men will come back for. Since they are often disturbed by some young fool's teasing and taunting - never realizing that it is to get the girl's attention and then a smile. I will have to go back to Tom Sawyer to find out how Mark Twain wrote about that.

  Washington's election results weren't published until 8 PM. Too many misinformed people voting about things they know nothing about. I guess we are going to the Supreme Courts of Washington and the nation. Both Constitutions prohibit government infringement of the right to keep and bear arms. Different words. The biggest problem is there are too many people living in fears of their entertainment and news media promotions of the dangers of Assault Rifles, semi auto rifles, mental health of humans being treated for mental problems. Lots of rich guys pushed it, but the entertainment and news media had prepared the minds for thinking that legislation would prevent the next mass killing. But it doesn't. Promoting love of all ones' neighbors, strangers at the gate and one's self -- even promoting good manners and quiet behavior would help. But they are going to send the law enforcement forces into battle against the law abiding citizens with these terrible dangerous firearms and people will die. But we are all going to die, and once you launch the ball, the attack, the raid, the action to win your game - it all comes up against the other side, team and their reaction. No one studies history any more. We will be going to court first but gun raids have already caused the death of the gun owner denied.  Since most of America isn't worried about President Trump, not the alien invading masses (you don't study history enough, folks) the extra voters in this state were in resistance to the i1639. Thirty pages of feel good legislation. I am sure some of the first ARs were hidden yesterday because of the legislation, a few families are looking to move to Idaho, Montana, and Wyoming. When you got to go, you have to go.

   We aren't even sure about Texas now, the big money is going to get us all if we don't watch out. One of those fine science fiction paperbacks from long ago, talked about the godless communists taking over America, and then having control of money, work and schools - they turned to the independent of community folks - the small farmer with family and faith, that doesn't have to come into town, use a phone or communicate with the government. The ones not depending on the government... Anyway, the main character was attacked and killed, can't have any independence must be dependent on the government.

  Now I know that fools believe it could never happen in the United States of America - but rights never understood nor exercised may not be legal in the minds of many. And if you studied history, you would quickly see how many governments have failed to do more than kill off a lot of good citizens in their efforts to make better citizens living in the current enlightened rule of foolish elite. Killed off millions, and not too well reported. But like I said before, we all die, it is important to live well and do your best right to the end. Forgive them, for they know not what they do... nothing really changes, we forget why we wrote the law.  Gods of the Copybook Headings, Kipling?

Time keeps moving on, and I am falling backward... or just happy to be here...

  So this weekend, we had a fine Appleseed at Coupeville, WA. on Whidbey Island. Which means ferry boat rides on and off. I said hello to the ticket sales lady on my first day, and had a fine longer conversation with the man selling on the second day, since it was early and no one was behind me. Day two was about how America was changed and everyone was alone and we needed to talk more everywhere - the kind of conversation that fit because of the shootings in Pittsburgh and the mad bomber from Florida. We didn't solve the lonely (my wife is away) but we did start the conversation and kept it positive.

   I know I am getting older, great picture was taken of me by Ben, and I love it, although it isn't as beautiful as I think I am. But ten years of wear on the Appleseed Trail will do that to a fellow. It pays so well: smiles, thank yous, and 'we will be back's. Trying to remember any people I met that I wouldn't be happy to see again, and can't think of even one.

   So with rain promised for the weekend, we showed up to greet 14 shooters to present instruction, history and build the heritage that seems to be missed by current culture. They came as groups, family and friends, to learn to shoot well and improve their understanding of marksmanship. Nine of them confessed to being beginners, and we would spend some extra time getting them into the marksmanship, but I know that it was worth it, the shooters that improved quickest were the ones without experience and skills built strangely to overcome.

  Don't know how to stress that there are things never seen in movies and news reports about firearms. They do have weak springs, fail to extract, double feed, and ammunition fails to fire when primer is struck lightly or the primer wasn't applied uniformly. It is all part of shooting that experience will help over come quickly and confidently. There were the adjustment challenges, I do need to study those YouTube videos about the strange slings I run into more and more now, they should work.

  We never got the soaking rains and high winds I have been under before on this range. Luckily, the weather blew in and blew away, so little lingered that we thought just a little shivering was not having an effect on our performance... it was chilling me and sitting on a wet directors chair wasn't half the fun of laying down in a puddle of water on the tarp laid down to keep one from the dirt. At least the shooters had a chance to shoot. Will got to shoot to demonstrate how he would shoot the AQT, we aren't sure it was effective. But he liked getting an opportunity to fire his rifle.  Mike showed up on the second day, riding his Gold Wing, bringing me a training aid book that I had left on the range at Port Townsend a while ago, Spring? I had been looking for it, figuring it was gone with much else of my mind. Still have a shooting mat left behind in Idaho from a couple years back.

  On day two we reviewed everything, the shooters much more interested in making sure they understood why they weren't hitting tiny groups on the target they were engaging. We did some drills and presented transitions to add to challenge and difficulty of meeting the time standards. The groups had the normal slowing down and being supportive and competitive as they always are. Which translates as good and bad. One young man was having trouble concentrating on his shooting, but his distraction was really learning, she had mentioned knowing nothing about shooting but she was learning quickly. Looking over the young man's AQTs on day two convinced me that he was sandbagging. He probably wasn't, but he wasn't really paying attention to the course of fire. He was safe enough, and he listened well to advice and took gentle ribbing well.

   By the end of the day and during our clean up I asked him how old he was, on the roster 24, he said 23. I thought a lot about that, he had manners, potential and will do well in life, if he gets interested. I believe he will, but then I thought about me at his age - so long ago and so far away. I was in Vietnam, the third overseas assignment of my Army service, a sergeant working on staff sergeant, planning to get married after that tour. Different country back then, too. Highschool grad, college and OCS drop out... well, we learn by what we fail at and repair later. It was a very good Appleseed, even without any Riflemen earned, all the shooters learned, they all improved and I hope as their lives allow we will see them on other ranges and Appleseeds bringing friends and family to learn and hear about the history and build the heritage back into our lives.

Y'all are ignorant of too many things for the amount of real knowledge that exists...

 Nice way to tell y'all that you should be smarter.

 There are
a bunch of people coming to America, the United (?once upon a time?) States there of. They are labeled as migrants, immigrants and looking for opportunity. But come on, they come from rich countries, great climate growing seasons and full of opportunity... except for one thing. We have a prohibition of government disarming the people, infringing on their right to keep and bear arms. None of those countries in Latin America have such a thing.

  Lots of people will always talk about voting, education, medicine and capitalism our nation of laws and such - and for some strange reason they discount our having guns as our only flaw in what could be a perfect society. But then you can't sell the idea of immigrants coming to America to live in Liberty with the opportunity and responsibility to keep and bear arms. All those strange talking folks buying their first of many ARs, nasty black rifles. I think they should be cleared to purchase as soon as they show up, take classes and learn fire arms safety. Sounds like the only difference world wide, in how they are perceived as a human being in their home country and the USA.

  In most of the nations of the world being armed is a criminal, or revolutionary act. The government reserves the arms and their power to itself, they don't trust their peons, serfs, bondsmen, slaves, and tax payers. The countries where you may be armed expect good behavior with the arms, but they aren't thinking they might be at war with the population...  Really, children are armed by godless revolutionary movements - easier to impress and control. But they get real automatic weapons and all the ammunition they want to fire into other human beings, in countries that have strict gun control. The weapons always move to the market and need.

   Look at the murder rates of countries that control their weapons, if they haven't higher morality and social expectations supported by gentle government and less than ravishing criminal elements, taking up all the law abiding populations arms just mean you have become the last of the Celts, disarmed by good Roman government after being conquered by the legions - you get soft and totally untrained and the migrant Jutes, Angles and Saxons will tear you up, and take your women and land. Then when the Normans defeat Harold and it starts over again...

   Don't fear Californians, except they bring unAmerican activities with them and they try to make all the states as big a future problem as California is already. But the knowledge of who you are and what you believe and what you work for every day for the rest of your life - is not on any digital screen. Real people to talk with, work with, have coffee with... meet them and be good.

Seen on the NEWS... a picture of another America, where I don't work and live and love...

   There have always been giants in the MEDIA, great writers, thinkers, artists, performers and politicians. All part of the smoke and mirrors of an illusion of a place where I don't live, and y'all probably don't ether.  They are broadcasting and making most of us fearful -- because we don't know the truth and what they present constantly builds our fear.

   Let us look at something common, instead of guns, drugs and thugs... something simple. All women should be beautiful, and how that is defined is there everyday on screens everywhere. And you can guess how much money is spent by all those media magic makers to make all those young beautiful ladies feel unwanted, unloved and without a future because they don't make the grade, just not at all that slim, graceful, confident and paid attention to - never to be courted.  It isn't true, but how else may we get more lipstick, makeup, perfumes, and new clothes purchased - we have to make everyone envious, fearful and in need of comforts and solutions to their self image.

   Okay, lets make everyone uncomfortable with firearms, or medical misfortunes. First report it, investigate it, and run it on the evening news for five days, periodically refer to it as the way things are wrong and if we could just change the law - it would never happen again. NOT TRUE!  But it must be, you saw it on the internet,  or it was on CBS, FOX, or ABC.  Aren't you glad it isn't in your neighborhood? Just in your mind. Not where it can be fixed by you, but then someone will offer a new law, so certainty that it will not happen again. More illusion, something much less than God's goodness to cling to, much less than the true brotherhood of humanity. Breast implants (something I know nothing about) are harmful, dangerous and all caused by the original thoughts about not being as perfect as women on the screen.

  I assure you, life is too short - you won't be able to stop evil, only you can teach, explain and help create good things. The government is not functioning as it should, only as you find it. The bigger the government the less it can do well.  Because of improved communication they start to feel like they can handle anything. But do you really think they will establish peace and prosperity in Afghanistan? Do you have any evidence that anything people from outside that nation have ever had any lasting effect? Ever?  Maybe if they stop the killing in South Chicago, they will be ready to cure Afghanistan.

  I bring this all up, because there are many things working around the next election cycle. We have a very bad set of initiatives that when read and thought about won't solve anything. The government has always retained the ability to pass laws against murder - the People never wanted the government to disarm their citizens. They had a much better sense of history and repression than current citizens. I always laugh, when those screaming for gun control are so certain they will always have police to call upon to defend them, that believe 911 will be a rescue instead of a clean up team, looking for evidence. For everyone that says we don't have to worry about defending our families and homes, you haven't been watching the last hundred years of civilization... Zimbabwe, Yugoslavia, South Africa, and there still seems to be war all over the world where our news isn't reporting much... everywhere.

Great Weekend in Renton...

   Left home early to get to the Interlake Shooting Sports range, in Renton. The first thing I noticed are the construction men waiting in their trucks to get into the area they are preparing for construction, looked like water and sewer and drainage. Neighbors are going to complain about noise and safety, but the range has been there since 1947. And the city keeps expanding, sigh.

End of the 1st day - happy shooters

   I checked my stuff for the course of instruction, and noticed I hadn't brought my hat, nor wallet, luckily I did start the morning with full gas tank. So Andy shows up to open, has a really bad head cold sinus and won't be teaching nor staying around. But his target line was set up the evening before and with a bit of tightening no problem. Scheduled for twenty-one shooters. It will be a bit tight on the firing line. Prescott is shoot boss, Bandaid and Glock Girl, Tally and Matt and a totally new to me, IIT named Schooner. Big fellow with a beard.

   Introductions, and orientation and safety rules taught. They aren't automatic yet and then they bring their firearms down to the line.  First Redcoat of the day, isn't very impressive for the group. But there are some shooters present, a few of which have been to Appleseeds in the past. When they know your name and they look familiar. Yep, back for another set of targets. I was the first Line Boss and away we went into the drill, teach one thing, shoot, teach another thing and work them through the day adding more to their skill set and knowledge.

  Because of some mechanical issues, adjustments of stocks for sight alignment and just new learning with too much information to absorb - the morning was slow to move along... but a Rifleman perseveres. During lunch the First and Second Strikes of the Match were told... I always wonder if food and refreshment aren't first in the audience's mind. But we moved into the afternoon refreshed and enlightened.

   We taught carding the sights to promote the use of NPOA, and to trust NPOA so one doesn't fuss the shot, out thinking the target shouldn't take more than a pause in respiration. Sitting and standing are taught, and fired, some speed drill. We did shoot one AQT, told the third strike and fired the final Redcoat target of the day, took a group picture and packed up to go home for rest, reflection and clean up of selves and equipment. We had one Rifleman from that one AQT, and three cleared Redcoat targets. A very big improvement from the morning start.

 Second day, starting at eight with the check in and preparing the equipment and firing line. A little cooler but going to become clear skies and warmer. Refresh and review, First Redcoat target should have been better than the last yesterday, but wasn't. So we talk through it all, coach, advise and watch for dancing fingers, sling usage, good form. It starts to pay off. trying to conquer one problem at a time, and the groups start to shrink as the shooters start just doing the six steps without thinking about all the excess wording and sage advice given. Rifleman's cadence and speed drills for transitions pays large as the shooters have only enough time to drop find target focus and squeeze the round off and follow through. Keep it simple, no magnifying your fears and frustrations, just not enough time. Three Riflemen made (Ray, Bruz and Liana) and honored on the first AQT of the afternoon. Ball and dummy drill, more AQTs and Known Distance knowledge presented.

  I hope the familiarity with their rifle and our instruction, coaching and tips will combine with the history of April 19th, 1775 to light that fire of the American spirit. We can take care of ourselves, we will speak up for the right, we will engage as soon as we break free of digital distraction devices. Good luck, keep the faith and honor our heritage. Hope to see y'all on the range, some where in our future and showing how well your dry practice has made you.

I am not playing that game anymore... why are you?

   Now, I am not a Senator, Congressperson, President nor Judge... I am just me, Earl. Now having watched the country change because of what we all see and hear as our communications links get better and faster and seem to have nothing. Where did America go? Lift the magic curtain, and it is still there. The seasons change, technology changes, but the land, water, stars in the sky -- none of that has really changed. Has it?

   Where is the anger coming from, where is the idea that everyone has to be cool, sexy, hip, on top, best, brightest, purist, beautiful, handsome, talented? The culture of envy?

    Anyway, I am not going to apologize for being an American, and asking about my heritage is fun, but you can't blame me for it, nor anything my ancestors may have done to survive and live during their time on earth. If it is creative and interesting I may read your words, view your works, listen to the poem or music - but you just aren't moving me to react to ugly, hurtful, or threatening. Why would I? Because of polling data? experts say? everyone knows? There is Liberty being old, wrinkled and weak, poorer and laughing at those that don't know what happy is.

   I hope y'all drop your fears, fancies, and foolishness. Be good and kind. Be better than you think everyone else isn't... or as they are.

I was correct, the Democratic Party hacked all those Facebook accounts, cause Zuckerberg...

  I have been traumatized and in thirty-five years will testify about how devastated I am as I suddenly remember which one I know did me in...

   Having broken free of putting my mindless thoughts on the only thing bigger than twitter... I may continue to play here until the Speech Police come up to take my computer away.

   In my happier news, I have had a wonderful email from my sister, updating me about her life, challenges and the remodeling of the home she is living in. The pictures are great of the kitchen.

    Also my Magpul order showed up. Three ten round magazines for my new (to me) AR, which I still haven't named (Sister Liberty?). And a sling, RLS Rifleman Loop Sling, which makes me wonder if a friend of mine sold his sling design to Magpul. Looks fine except for the nylon web, I like cotton, but I am going to give it all a go.

    Tomorrow, pictures and maybe I will sneak off and shoot some rounds to find my zero. But tonight I go out to see Redemption, part 2 of Unbroken. And tomorrow I have Men's Prayer Group. Good night.

Seems I have been hacked... must be the Russians or the evil LEFTist

  I am going to change into gym gear and go workout.

Watched the action of the Senate Subcommittee, and this nation is toast. My America only exists in real people, not performing artists in the media exposure for profit, so it is all for naught. I don't want to learn Chinese, my English vocabulary may be better than most of the talking on television, because I learned mine from books, not movies and television.

  Anyway, someone owns my Facebook page, I am not playing Farmville with my sister, who needs my prayers, much more than my foolish.  So y'all are left with my ghost and the haunting of the hacker that stole my (free) membership. Or Facebook folks decided there are too many guns on my page and stroked me out. Doesn't matter, I will not live by AI nor digital device alone.

  I did some work on my new AR platform and am looking forward to taking it shooting this weekend. Busy weekend, lots to do on.

 

I really am an American... so when they are going to oppress me about an AR...

  I immediately went to find one I would buy, there are some cheap one around. Had some good suggestions from friends to build one (they don't understand how challenging that would be) but the best answer was 'I am downsizing take your pick of these.' That didn't take but three emails and a meeting set up for today to pick up said AR.  Iron sights and GI web sling, and I was hoping for a magazine, too.

    It was interesting driving up in the commute around Seattle and even more so to find his home in the maze of streets, which often ended in a dead end with the promise some day there would be a road to link. Ah, ten minutes later than I had planned I found him and a small dog waiting for me. Invited in and he has on the kitchen island, a shopping bag full of magpul parts, 2 new 30 magazines, one twenty rounder, and 360 rds. Plus another pistol grip and butt stock. And a soft black gun bag, so the little stuff was left in my car, and we were off to see the man about an official transfer of the firearm, thirty dollars and some paperwork later. I now own an evil black rifle - and can hardly wait to shoot it.

   He did mention leaving the 30rd mags in the packages, because there was no telling what terrible thing would happen when they got loose. I told him I had ordered three 10 round mags, because I have never loved long magazine for anything except ease of carry. Ever since 1967 a rifle with a box magazine that laid into my support arm has been unfit for me to use.  I had also dropped an ammunition order and would be waiting for it. At the store where we did the paperwork, I picked up some bumper stickers about the voting NO on I-1639, and flyers on same. One issue that Americans cannot leave to those people in power. Having watched the government and their problems with fairness, I am sure the less they do the better we all will be.

   He did note how quickly my background check came back, I think it is because they have a fat file on me. I worked for them for a long time, and now my son is working and having to get and keep his clearances up to date. Judging from all the ribbons he is wearing, his file is twice as fat as mine. Ha, ha!

Let's talk about politics... really?

  I am only a two issue voter, but then I know how everything works.  Money buys power, it is a reward and a tool of the elite and they will never care about the basket of deplorables (how did Hillary spell it?), those of us'ns living in trailer parks and under bridges. But I don't really support those that have no honor, sense of shame nor Boy Scout characteristics. I will pray for them, but they get no money and no votes from me.

   So toss out what is in the news. Just remember what you support and find the candidates that are supporting what you think is important. Both major parties are doing bad things for their seats in power, they are both hiding stuff. And they are all lying about their record, promises and character - maybe.  In Washington and many other states large sums of money are pushing activity against the Constitution and the amendments to the basic law.

  Interesting times, larger and larger poorly informed citizens going to vote the rascals in...

Anyway, I am close to deciding to buy an AR and need some solid recommendations. I took a look at Daniel Defense v7, and was interested but appalled by the prices, sigh. I am such a cheap old man.
Should ask my son, still serving, about what he and his community think would be the perfect home/vehicle rifle/carbine that he would recommend. Has to be my size.  If the current anti-gun infanticide loving Democrats win big (and the Republicans have no spine nor Constitution restoring agenda).  I will be heading to the gun shop to buy before they think they can stop me. Always have known that when the revolutions come, we march on Fort Ticonderoga to get the King's guns.