Dreams go even farther back...

So there I was, dreaming of being asleep on a chair with a book under my butt riding a thermal above the airport. I had to scooch a bit to rock the chair off the thermal and land crashing on the earth, but being a paratrooper, it was okay and gentler than a real chair without airbag, chute or aerodynamic ability. The airport was in Albert Lea, Minnesota, where my father started his flying career, and I had played in the corn fields and rows of crops. It was being run by immigrants from southern Asia, hollow and as flimsy as dreams are. Time to wake up.


Only two things in the news, one about Colorado and the shooter and the        . Yep, there isn't any reason to watch that coverage, the shooter didn't look like me, and he is under some restraints.

The NCAA has shown as much love for football at Penn State as it has for money. Which is likely why it is a bigger problem than America wants to face. There have been bad people doing terrible things to children forever - many of them in powerful positions, many of them looked at as little gods - to be followed and worshiped. The NCAA also decided to change History, wiping out victories won on the football field by real players and teams because they haven't a clue about how abusing children makes such a winning coach. Did it give Penn State an advantage? Making it unfair to struggle against a University that didn't embrace embracing naked boys by sick sexual predators? No one wants to say that the coach was so bent because he was a repressed homosexual - which may not be true either - but what he did was wrong and should have been stopped by society immediately, but that little fear of failure, confrontation and such - it had to be hidden away. Until it gets to collapse of the soul. Penn State should close the entire Football program down, use the non-money gathering sports to teach the good stuff about sports. But somehow money is going to corrupt the contests, challenges and glory. Too many little people think that money counts, big time.

It goes to Presidential candidates hiding tax returns, school records, and other things they do in the dark... why are we afraid? We don't trust in the Lord, and our government and lives are shallow, hollow and empty?

In my email, I have no idea of the author...

Why Mitt Romney is Unlikable!

 

A lot is being said in the media about Mitt Romney not being "likable" or that he doesn't "relate well" to people. Frankly, we struggled to understand why. So after much research, we have come up with a Top Ten List to explain this "unlikablility."

 

Top Ten Reasons To Dislike Mitt Romney:

 

1. Drop-dead, collar-ad handsome with gracious, statesmanlike aura. Looks like every central casting's #1 choice for Commander-in-Chief.

 

2. Been married to ONE woman his entire life, and has been faithful to her, including through her bouts with breast cancer and MS.

3. No scandals or skeletons in his closet. (How boring is that?)

 

4. Can't speak in a fake, southern, "black preacher voice" when necessary.

 

5. Highly intelligent. Graduated cum laude from both Harvard Law School and Harvard Business School...and by the way, his academic records are NOT sealed.

6. Doesn't smoke or drink alcohol, and has never done drugs, not even in the counter-culture age when he went to college. Too square for today's America?

7. Represents an America of "yesterday", where people believed in God, went to Church, didn't screw around, worked hard, and became a SUCCESS!

 

8. Has a family of five great sons....and none of them have police records or are in drug rehab. But of course, they were raised by a stay-at-home mom, and that "choice" deserves America's scorn.

 

9. Oh yes.....he's a MORMON. We need to be very afraid of that very strange religion that teaches its members to be clean-living, patriotic, fiscally conservative, charitable, self-reliant, and honest.

10. And one more point.....pundits say because of his wealth, he can't relate to ordinary Americans. I guess that's because he made that money HIMSELF.....as opposed to marrying it or inheriting it from Dad. Apparently, he didn't understand that actually working at a job and earning your own money made you unrelatable to Americans.

 

My goodness, it's a strange world, isn't it?

She's gone, gone, gone....

Temporary bachelor in the house... dangerous times. Earl doesn't do well all alone. Eat too much, watch too much television, wander around bumping into walls, best find some really good reading.

The Blues will be blasting as I find nothing of interest on the television, don't have to look at the Blues on cable, just listen.

I do get to find a job, maintain the home and yard, and do some more thinking about thoughts. Hope I survive.

I will be married well again on Saturday evening, although I am even now a very married man. What ever that is worth, I will cling to it and the memory and the promise. I do pray she is safe and has a great trip with her church friends and the Canadians.

If I don't show up here for a bit, not to worry, I will be trying and that means might not be safe in crowds and confrontations. I will attempt to be a nice guy.

I like to think I do well speaking in church

Mostly because I am a quiet loner, and I don't want to bother others, and I like firearms and shooting... all those things that just aren't right. The many prayers and subjects of discussion were of God's love and our purpose and what we must do for His Glory. Regular reinforcement of better behavior through Bible Thumpin'. There were several special moments of prayers for the fallen, the lost and I added Mayor Bloomberg that wants to saddle the entire nation with New Yorks' version of Constitutional avoidance and their success story in low murder rates, suicide and accidental deaths. I always would have prayer for the shooter of the innocent, he also needs saved. At least he doesn't have to watch television coverage of his stupidity.

I am sure that nothing I have said today will take any pain away, support the People, the Constitution, or the government goodness. But two conversations stuck in my mind, one with a younger fellow that was Famous, and now I know his name - he is even more Famous - leads some Christian cell group, plays a bass (I believe) and husband and father of two daughters. Anyway, when I mentioned that I was going to pray for the end of television he responded that they had canceled their cable - because Disney wasn't family oriented any longer, and many other instances where Satan is in charge of the box. He didn't say it was Satan's box, but immediately understood the term.

Another older (like me, much older) man and I talked about what was wrong with America and what happened in the midnight movie madness  -- he listened and we discussed that in the America that we had thought we were growing up in when we were young, that would not have happened. People would have done more to stop it. My recommendation of mobbing the monster isn't going to be quickly accepted, but just the front two rows of patrons could have made a major difference in suppressing his fire and affect on the audience. Have to be willing to die to kill the shooter. My basic qualification for becoming a leader that I would follow, someone willing to take the bullets so we could take out the machine gun position. Tough call, tough job and you can't buy that. We really have become victims of the Politically Correct Bullies that haunt the elite and the media telling us how 'they' are only correct and get the experts to handle it.

Where are the bodies buried?

Every so often, I step off the treadmill and pause. Looking around and wondering how I got there. Seems that I have been looking deeper and finding more failures.

How do you decide that was a fail? Remembering circling an island in Panama a couple times before I realized I wasn't going straight - there were others hoping I knew where I was - I was only close. It must have turned out right, I am no longer in Panama. Lovely jungles.

All of us have stories, things happen, but we are so lucky that we aren't mobbed by television reporters asking how it feels to be shot at and hit. Did you think you were going to die? No, the question I always had was 'Lord, what am I doing here?' especially since I had chosen that profession.

I owe three Airborne berets and one set of Mickey Mouse boots and that is only the tip of an iceberg of things that I didn't do the way it was supposed to be done. People trusted me, and it was a fail. Don't want to pick at the wounds, but they do make me less than what the Lord intended,  Lay down my burden, down by the riverside...

So why do you carry your gun to a movie?

Same bad things happen there as outside the clubs in Seattle.

I guess I am not going to the new Batman movie.

Questions are being asked, and all will be answered - one day. If you have prayed you may have the answer sooner than those watching the Special West Coast edition of Good Morning America. A suicide bomber would have killed many more, but no death is good.

I am interested in the reactions of the media, lust for exciting content. The President speaks - he did get to the horror and the importance of family, and love. The light chatter on the internet: are you carrying a flash light to help you find the shooter?

First, you are involved in an attack - trained personnel attack back immediately and vigorously... if they recognize the threat. That leaves 99% waiting for someone to help.

You aren't trained, but finally realize this is real - get down and out of sight out of harms way.

Think clearly (please this is important) Panic will only work if you can flee faster than the predator can catch you, won't work with a pack of wolves or pride of lions.

IF YOU WERE CLOSE TO THE SHOOTER GO PILE ON THE SHOOTER. I expect this will not happen much, we are watchers now. Some one will take out their cellphone and start streaming video to their friends (I only imagine that could be where all those clips come from). When I was young and someone started trouble, you had to jump on him quick to change his focus (on his pain hopefully) but now we are told that violence is bad.

After the shooting stopped and the lights came on, people helped.
As they should and do best. Trying to restore order in their lives. I like that, people helping and taking the dying and wounded to the hospitals. Best effort to a good end.

There will be calls for this and that, from all over and worry about how we can get it to stop. It is too much like tornadoes missing one town, and destroying another. No matter what the talking heads and all the experts in every point of view... pray for all the lost souls, reach out and help and assist and get right with God.

There were Police with firearms there, they were ready for crowd control and maybe some fool gang bangers posing after the movie. They were not thinking combat zone. When they saw the shooter, they did what they were trained to do, apprehend and gather evidence, and crowd control.

For those carrying concealed. It was dark, smoke, people in panic, if you were there what could you have done? Carrying raises the level of your responsibility, carrying at all means you could take appropriate action. And in the end, the lawyers smell blood in the water, are they going to do class action suit against Midnight Movies?

Time to read Job, an annual mission of self and God...

Thank you very much for your attention.

But remember best friends, young men, and even self haven't got the answers, or the TRUTH!