You live in a flood plain... that is plain.........

So, you and all our politicians are students of History, and believe that you can't control floods, although you build dikes, levees, and dams. Monitoring the snow fall and the snow pack and the Spring melt, but you know you can't stop the flooding when it rains and the water is rising. Even Lee as a young engineer had to try to calm the waters, or at least influence them into better behavior. But only the government sells flood insurance, and most of their expenditures is in recovery after the flood.

The government hasn't promised that New Orleans will never have another hurricane or that the city won't be flooded again - have they? They have too much invested in what they built there, and no way is that water going to chase them so far away they won't be back to spend more money on fighting it until the next time.

Actually, they know it will be attacked by the laws of flowing water and sinking swampy ground. Why are they counting on it? Building against all evidence and scientific fact? Too big to move? Not hardly for a Superpower, it could have been built bigger and better somewhere off the delta...

The reason I think about that is, money and government are tied together, but the government thinks there are new rules about money. The only one they need to think about is printed on their currency. ...legal tender for all debt, public and private. Unless you are the government borrowing money that it never intends to pay back - unless it can print, borrow or tax more than it is spending. If I borrow, I have to repay, but not the government.

I guess if I were stupid I could borrow more on the equity of my home - providing that the real estate market wasn't driven by human forces beyond scientific facts. Negative equity means I should pay the lender, none of which makes sense.

Anyway, the government continues to try and tame the waters, and protect the value of its money or word backing its currency. But it is too easy to get around, over or behind the smoke and mirrors - we have seen the man behind the curtain and he can't stop the rain. If any of your political parties, or candidates, or personal plans for your future do not address the real threat to your safety and sanity by reducing your debts - then you had best live in a flotation device, the waters are coming back.

So what is going to happen as everything is going...

going... gone? There is a government in the United States of America, national level, that seems to think that businesses can't take care of their bottom line, be successful and hire workers and treat them well without regulations and oversight. This is the same government that cannot defend America from enemies and terrorists, that cannot balance its own books, that cannot oversee the agencies it established for making everything better.

I don't foresee rioting in the streets where I live, too many sane people. I do see a run on banks, I do see a barter economy, I do see success in the states where the political parties and the politicians address their problems instead of waiting for Federal assistance. I do see failure of large businesses that don't get used that have leveraged themselves for the profit of a few, success of business that answers needs and can continue to provide such. But I see a lot of struggle to get there, and it just won't be fair but it will be all that we deserve.

This is a great time to add some to what you were going to share, and do things for folks that will only smile in thanks. It is a fine time to be positive, happy and huggible. As always, it is a great time to be thanking the Lord for all His blessings, challenges and support. You are fine and getting better with every moment you love.

Facebook says I have entered the same text twice.

So France has a new Prime Minister or President and will change course to make life wonderful. NBC news announced what is really important to their editors, the new French First Lady... by the way, Europe honors the wives of it leaders, but not with pretend titles of importance, and the mistresses are often more fun.


But I can't see it, can you? Could be that Facebook is about to fall on its ......

Don't you want to be normal?

I want to be normal, not just like everyone else - that would not be normal, not for most people and certainly not for me. But if you have been ill, suddenly unemployed, or no longer attached to people - you feel like you want to get back to normal. The power goes out, normal is so much coming into my home I have more than I can use, the lights work, the computer works, instant noise in my backgrounds... you know - normal.

To me, normal is handling firearms, going shooting and practice. Exercising daily, jogging when it wasn't yet popular, going distances that only awe the unknowing and untested. Normal was having family that cared. Normal was looking forward to another challenging day, an opportunity to make myself and others better than we were yesterday.

I have noticed that when I am happiest in my normal that someone, agency or government goodness will be coming along to restrict it, the activity and my happiness. Now I realize there are natural limits, Gravity rules, can't breathe water well, and flapping my arms vigorously doesn't get me into the air. But I don't like artificial constraints. I like them least when they are part of myself, my will, my body, my mind and my spirit - so I have to stretch, to reach to stay loose.

Speaking of loose, Ron Paul has slowed his search for support for his Presidency, that will make Bill O'Reilly happy. I like that I gave money to his cause, voted and participated in his campaign here in Washington State but it did teach me much about political parties - they don't party well. So, being loose, I am thinking a Loose Leaf of the TEA Party, can't bag me!

Happy Mother's Day, time for a sermon...

I had the world's best mother of Earl, and I had another family that I could hang with when she was trying to make me a much better person than I ever thought I would be... I was fortunate I didn't have to run away or sleep on the streets or many other things that could have been traumatic.

I made french toast for my son's mother today. I have no real idea of how to treat ladies that I love, they all try to tell me what to do I just don't drink enough... I am not the horse but the hind part, too often.

The pastor took a tack I wouldn't have on his Mother's Day Sermon, of the combined service, even though the Korean Mother's Day was the 8th of May.

Mother's Day in religious teachings has to me always centered around King Solomon's justice in the case of the two mothers with only one living baby. As I understand it, the government (the King) in his goodness decided that both mother's could have half. And ordered his executioner to split the babe. In shock, my mother always told me that the real mother decided to give the living babe to the other woman to save the baby. And the King, knew the real mother would do that so awarded the babe to the sacrificing woman.

But today. being a real cynic, I realized that wasn't what happened. The real mother had no heart and only wanted justice and her due and had not enough love to share with anyone but her reflection in the mirror. So it was okay, lawful and just, that the babe die to be shared by both women. And the crazed woman, whose child really had died, had enough love and a greater heart to share with the unwanted baby and the executioner was most happy, since he hadn't signed on to kill women and children in the King's behalf. And the King could mark up another favorable report about his reign in the marketplace as he tried to attract the Queen of Sheba, to help pay off his debts. In the end, Love wins out, and that might mean you have to give something up, go against the government, or sacrifice selflessly for the life of a helpless other -- it will be right with the Lord.

So for all you mothers, especially those that aren't doing it the normal way, the legal way, or the related by blood way --- give lots of love, it comes back seven fold in God's Kingdom come. All normal mothers, you are doing great, lots of the Lord's Love for you, too.

So there I was...

and then you add the war story to your listening audience's pleasures of things they can only imagine. Lucky that we can only imagine, we do have some very vivid imaginations. They slide into our dreams at times. Last night I had a great one.

Not that I haven't had dreams of military operations and war before, but this time I got to explain to children in my language about germ warfare, hazmat suits and liquid and gaseous toxins. Lovely, sad, dream... normally all activities with children I have experienced in war zones are between spells of combat, although I did notice the scars and missing limbs, they still laughed and had smiles and a sense of play.

Don't know why the dreams, but it did disturb me, the combat zone was in America, better pray and work harder that day never comes again. Take care out there and reach out to mothers everywhere - no matter what the media, political pundits, and current selfish culture think -- Mothers are the only civilizing force in the world, worth loving more than they receive.

We want to feel so superior to those unfortunate....

I was wondering why dollars count so much, they aren't what they were when Lincoln worked for a dollar a day, and those were long days. They are easy to count, they are useful, but really if they were made of lead and you had to count, carry and protect them - they would quickly be too much.

When I was in uniform and off to fight the godless Communists, I was often looked down upon by those that successfully avoided uniformed service in their nations' defense. And so many from the political leadership of the last many years were them. Now they thank me for my service, should I thank them for not messing up my military? They really were superior to me, they make more dollars, they don't really have to think about getting killed and their family going on without them, they are secretly smug now. Watching what has happened to the culture and the media and the direction of the country unless something very different is done... I am glad they weren't in uniform with me.

It will soon be Memorial Day, and if you don't have one of your own to think about on the real day and the observed day... there are many names on walls, plaques and lists of those that didn't come home alive. I have one that died on Bunker's Hill in 1775, he had lots of daughters that carried his memory on. There were, like all wars, people in power and position that felt superior to the combatants in Boston that year; smarter, safer and sane... and not in love with their fellow men, country or cause to risk anything and everything to advance into tomorrow better than yesterday. Memorial Day, remember the fallen that gave their lives so we could be so superior to those that never served, never risked. Do we have something worth dying for?