Noticing how little I write with all there is to say...

  Looks like another beautiful day here, since it is the Great Northwest one could say unusual, but aren't all days full of weather, traffic and confusion?  Or are days measured by my happiness? Then they are all better than I deserve, aren't they?

  I should wish that this message finds y'all well. I am watching the end of the world, our world, your world or mine.. but I take no alarm nor sound one. Things happen, and I often miss them entirely. There is an industry dedicated to commercially exploiting me that feels they know more about what is important than I do but I am limiting myself to Japanese broadcast at 7am here, The Five, and Tucker Carlson.  I am dodging President Trump, most of his speech will be repeated and re-interpreted many times. Still able to think for myself, thank you for caring.

   My wife and I grow closer in our government Exile for their fear of our dying of some virus from China, or finding out that governments can't fix any real problems for the majority of their people. I am not sure which it is, cause I think we are good folks at least my wife is. She is really, but there is the difference between us. For what we are the same about? Why is that important to you? My mother's wonder I was always amazed by, but found the more I told her the more people I didn't know, understood incorrectly about me. I think from boyhood at home to the remainder of my life I was always struggling against what my mother knew about men and me.  I must have given up and allowed her to write my story in her mind, she would be close and I became at peace that fixing a little problem for her was easier that convincing her that she wasn't correct about anything. Still love her, badly like most things that others count on.

   I am getting on with the lessening of my footprint upon the world, it isn't large until you try to get rid of it, then there are tons of things. Books take many trips and there is still more than a few remaining, for as much reason as when I purchased them. Tools are in the way, until I want a particular one, and I have gotten accustomed to my wife moving some to where they work for her. Of course, I will wait mulling the project over until my need is gone. When I heard my father confess that his weakness was Procrastination I realized the world he looked at I had never seen.  But I could have found the same, but one never has to get around to it, looking for a weakness - I have so many.

not the soldiers in my story except me

    I miss teaching, not that I am certified like my sister, she knows that to be certified is required for a professional. If I ever taught I would know, although I think she discounted all my efforts in the military because she knows it is just, monkey see monkeys do.  She might be correct, I was never in her military nor her schools. She does take pride in her student's success.  When I measure my success it has never been about the boss but the unit. An officer from DivArty watched in horror my FDC on an alert in Korea getting ready to shoot live on trapped North Koreans in support if the security mission. One man was obviously obliviously sleepy/drunk, one man must have been speeding while he explained how he got the range and deflection on the chart and gave it to me, but I didn't seem upset nor flustered as I computed the data. I always thought alerts were based on enemy opportunity not friendly. He left shaking his head, for those that believe I couldn't have fired without an officer verifying my data? Reality is always trumping assignments, during Vietnam there weren't enough to go around.

  That is enough yarning for today, have a great one!

Was thinking of starting a new blog... but why?

   I want to write again, not post on Face Book, or just roll on about whatever I did on this blog - gun stuff mostly, and what was going on in my life, which is fine for me but not to others. Will have to add 'Keep your finger off the trigger' to the title. And then change the remainder of the blog theme as I wander around discussing stuff.

   25 June the day godless Korean Communists made a military invasion into the southern region of the Korean peninsula, it was a loud demonstration to establish Kim as fearless leader. Seventy years years ago. My future wife was seven. Her brother had a friend with Marxist leanings that joined the victorius demonstrators and never returned after he headed north with the invaders. Her family figured the Commies killed him, don't know for sure. Letters and messages were suspect by both sides for many generations after.   Yeah, civil war isn't. And the war's title is picked by history.

   My family, extended, has had much to do with Korea. I think it has all been good.

So the fools are coming for me.... so says the media..

  I have been disappointed before, it is the reason I trust God before government, so
I am not following the media frenzy. I have personal rules of engagement, the government isn't going to make it better. Unless they are issuing assault rifles (real ones) with ammunition. ha,ha,ha   Proof the government is not 'of the People'.

    Have to venture out and find more money for my wife. I am also going to walk, fat old man style.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: May still?

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: May still?:   Continue to cower in fear with those in fear of dying from Chinese Communism, or Covid-19 caused by Trump's avoidance of Democrat sche...

May still?

  Continue to cower in fear with those in fear of dying from Chinese Communism, or Covid-19 caused by Trump's avoidance of Democrat schemes to topple him until they saw the advantage such fears of virus no one had an answer for except their favorite Big Pharma corp. Love that sentence.

   My wife and I are doing just great, wife better'n I. I was on a conference call with my sister and younger brother, interesting since I am so anti-cellphone linkage. The FBI has got me with all the rest of those they fear, but there are so many fools on the loose, they only concern themselves with the elite - sure the rest of us can be squashed by hostage rescue teams of their persuasion, for the children.

  No matter went for a trial walk yesterday, didn't tell my wife nor ask her permission -- I have been vegetating on Amazon Prime with war movies. The Russians have put together some great ones from WWII, I did some from lots of other wars and theaters, by various nations. Good history mostly. I have been doing some very uplifting movies, too. To find balance.

  On my walk I admired the flowers, and where possible I noted the bees. Good sign, lovely bees, I don't slow down enough to note bees and birds in my ancient age, I should, they have more work ethic than modern humans.  But lazy calls me, time to read again. Take care out there and go with God, not government.

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: 2 May 2020...

Earl's View, focus on the front sight: 2 May 2020...: You don't miss me much, do you? But we are all safe from harm, the fools in charge say so, and they are in charge aren't they?  I h...

2 May 2020...

You don't miss me much, do you? But we are all safe from harm, the fools in charge say so, and they are in charge aren't they?  I have appreciated that they do think I am paying attention and following their instructions, could be I am not - I was warned about spontaneous confession in the corrections center. Anyway they haven't come looking for my dead body nor my compliant at liberty soul.

   The lock down has made me disappear and become totally useless. It is good to be perfect. The metamorphose from a fly on the wall to a bland spot upon the fabric of the nation is complete.  I don't feel as empty and uninformed as I ought according to those that want my attention, it doesn't get them my vote (I live in Washington State and the Democrats will change the total numbers of votes to whatever they need to win) they don't get my money (my desires and my wife's take care of that) and as much as Trump's campaign needs me, their polished posing gets the opposite effect. I am still voting for Ron Paul.

  I rolled coins yesterday, my wife so proud she found even more, over fifty dollars worth, but one has to make an appointment to get inside and deposit them. Another task for my future, the elite will never notice, will they?

   April took forever, didn't you think so? I went to the Emergency Room twice, canceled appointments, saw Red River four times, and many many other old movies. Learning lots about my cable service and voice remote, and gently wonder at the government and Chinese efforts to find information from my communications and viewing pleasures. The amount of electronic trash they record and build computers to analyze, so sad.  I find hiding very easy, look like whatever is expected of my type, do very little, do it slowly and not too much.

 Found  reference on Facebook to someone looking for pictures from his Vietnam days, right battalion, time and I was there - being in the Americal then was an honor, but the war was closing out. The Americal has never been assigned to the United States. Ever wonder why we become Ghost Riders in the digital universe? We will be forgotten and never understood.  Ah, well, enough for today.