Swamp Musings

Woke up too damn early after getting to sleep too damn late. Turned on the Bunn then for some unidentifiable reason, turned on the teevee. Haysoose H. and his brother Fred, are they ALL infected? Some folks say bats carry rabies. What do moonbats carry? "Why things went wrong with Katrina" blame mantra is totally astounding and it is all FEMA's fault due to Mr. Brown being GW's "boy" (Actually it's all Karl Rove's fault!). Then there was the newsie's whine about since there is still no electricity in Port Arthur, Texas after Rita, they are all living like cavemen. MORE gummit will fix junior's owies. Yeah. Right. Whatever (sorry Beth). Big daddy Fed should stride in and patch everything RIGHT NOW, hell shoulda stopped dem bad things in the first place. Wouldna happened if GW had signed Kyoto and STOPPED Global Warming. We know it's true cause Babs told us so. And the communications all broke down cause we ain't advanced enough to put solar panels on our cell phone towers and we didn't use VoIP on the internet! And shifting subjects onto the "energy" scene, the gummit should step in and CONTROL the industrial infrastructure. Hey moonbats, private ownership/government management has a rich tradition. It's called National Socialism. Damned effective. Ask Adolph.

There's some cute rumors running around that on top of the 15% of the Nawlins cops going AWOL, that there may be quite a few hundred "paper" cops on the payroll as well. We "know" there isn't any chance of corruption in Nawlins gummit don't we! Who put the Naw in Nawlins! I'm still bumfuzzed that about a week after Katrina, the cops were being sent to Las Vegas (of all places) for R & R. Smooth move. Covering up the AWOLs? When those trained "To Protect and To Serve" are seriously needed they head to Sin City? If ever a local civilian constabulary is needed, after a major disaster is probably number one due to the tendency of the minority of slimeballs in society to loot and victimize and any reserves should be called out including deputizing capable citizens. < /rantoff >

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I found this on StrangeCosmos yesterday and it gave me a good chuckle!

Professor's Writing Experiment Proves Men ARE Different From Women

Here's a prime example of "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus" offered by an English professor from the University of Phoenix:

The professor told his class one day: "Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending another copy to me. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth.
Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the e-mails and anything you wish to say must be written in the e-mail. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."

The following was actually turned in by two of his English students:
Rebecca and Gary.

THE STORY:

(first paragraph by Rebecca)

At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The
chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.

(second paragraph by Gary)

Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.

(Rebecca)

He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.

(Gary)

Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.

(Rebecca)

This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.

(Gary)

Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F--KING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"

(Rebecca)

Asshole.

(Gary)

Bitch.

(Rebecca)

F&*%K YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!

(Gary)

Go drink some tea - whore.

(TEACHER)

A+ - I really liked this one.


Submitted by Gary S.

My, I was in a bad mood last post. Good thing I'm a hermit. And naw, the gals never catch any knots, they're my keepers!

Watched more teevee than usual over the weekend, a whole half-hour each day. Saw the alledged news mostly for the Rita coverage and also to see how the protest was going. ABC (Saturday) had no mention I caught and CBS (Sunday) gave it less than 30 seconds. Seems there is a bit of a dispute about the turnout with probably more photo-blogging sites than attendees! Michelle Malkin has some comments and links to the usual suspects. Looking through a bunch of the photos sure shows a hell of a different demographic than during the 'nam protests. I lived in the D.C. area most of '68, all of '69, and 10 months of '70 whilst being 18, 19, & 20 and since my favorite politician was Barry Goldwater (Gen. LeMay woulda made a hell of a SecState), my sympathies lay elsewhere! "Lay" is the operative word and I DID attend a few of those shindigs. Woodstock without the rock. Pot, poontang, and psilocybin with close to half of the attendees chasing 'tang and close to the other half being 'tang! Lots of young folk sitting in circles passing the pipe and gallon jugs of cheap red plus psychoactives that probably still don't have names. Since I used to be an occasional volunteer at a free clinic, there was exactly ZERO interest by self in participating (well, maybe some hemp now and then!). The kids coming into the clinic at any time were in there for 2 primary reasons, clap of various kinds and bad trips. Lord have mercy was that place filled with trippers during the protests!

The vast majority of the 'nam protestors were young folk with far more objection to the draft than the war. It appears the "vast" (vast doesn't seem to fit) majority of this batch, well, you've seen the pics. Guess the penicillin didn't work way back then! It seems even al Zark was offended! That linky goes to Iowahawk's latest keyboard-dampener.

I found a couple of good shots from the 2003 SF dems here and here. You may feel a need to go take a bath after.

If you have a high-speed connection, a local talk show host made a couple of home videos of the "protest" in Ocala last weekend. The first link is 42 MB and 5 minutes, the second is 182 MB and 22 minutes.

Peace Rally in Ocala

Last for the moment is Pat Santy's post about the antiwar protestors that is highly worth taking time to read.

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Time to get back to my hateful task of editing and migrating 114 pages of fractured HTML from one dicked-up host to another that seems to be marginally better.

Couldn't get to sleep. That has become the absolute normal after the multiple bouts and all that does is just annoy the crap out of me. It'll get back normal after the first freeze or two.

Got the ABC teevee on tonight. Bloodlust. I'd turn it off and log in to Radio Margaritaville except the folk are fascinating and I've not watched the buzzards this year. Popped up the direct sat feed, sweet Rita seems to be going east. East of Galveston. There's still most of a couple of days and if the east drift continues, Sabine and Beaumont need to be empty. Got lots of old friends there. Not any between Beaumont and Port Aransas. Doesn't matter and you damn-well know it. It's pretty doubtful you have had to go in and "police" an area that's been et by a 'cane. "Police" meaning clean up the mess. Dead stuff. Lots of critters and an unbelievable number of refrigeration units, household and commercial that were kinda out of service. Unbelievable stench. True misery was coming across a bloated human. Probably Darwin but it doesn't change one's reaction.

I "policed" my last direct hurricane routine 2 years before the wetbacks crippled my carcass. Quit the ARRL traffic management when some dipshit in the FCC (Colin Powell's shit-head son) instigated required liability insurance for traffic managers, and gave up the local ham-op StormWatch NOAA when it went 100% internet. Funny thing is, the web kinda doesn't work too well when certain areas get whacked. The local critter running the thing was a major league idiot as a 17 year old fuckhead back in 1976. He's now substantially stupider and if I were to present how he's made his "living" for the last 9 years and he got the link, Cookie, Rima, and my bedside .38 would be worthless. I'm fond of air. Besides, despite my present status, it's possible I might like to get laid again. Hardware in storage that many years is always questionable. Corrosion. Parts fall off.

This long, worthless rambling note is my attempt to make it through the sleeplessness continued since the not-done Relapsing fever awakeness and 7 AM when the dump opens. I've not hauled trash since June. 7 bags, 22 pounds-per-month of safe junk mail (the rest gets burned), washed empty cans, moldy things. Meat stuff (very little) goes to the dawgs, vege stuff, compost. There does come a time when there's enough and it happens when the frozen meat wrappings and non-dawg scraps become a big portion of the freezer space. I won't feed them anything I wouldn't eat. THEY can eat well sun-aged armadillo. I won't feed them stuff too strange for me. Eel isn't on my list. Nina used to fret what was up for dinner. No, I never made her a dish that she was not aware of the source.

Still an hour before sunrise and I'll need light to get the other bags in the buggy. Damn. I'm sleepy. The girls'll bite me since they know of the feed fortune inside. Naw, I don't deny them and yes, I could cut open a bag and both would horse-bloat and dump megaturds. Dawgs is just that way! Formula diet plus 25%. Works. I hear there is a road-kill specialist that gets something like $50 per possum from the state. That was true about 20 years ago, wonder if the career option is still open. I'd kinda like it. Flat pole-cat and feed the beagles! Road kill isn't the best meat. Tends to be rather tough.

Yeah. I'm fulla it. You can ask Nina. She knows me too well. She'll tell you I ain't. And no, I've probably not served her possum or rattlesnake even if those dishes have been prepared a few times (my favorite is cooter if someone else will gut the miserable things). All meals ever made for her were from known, acceptable-by-her sources. I'm oppornustic. dot22=lunch.

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Hesus H., what the fuck? ABC is hollering that NO might get 2-4" of RAIN and they are all in a goddam panic! DOOM! There might even be a horrible 2-4' STORM SURGE!

Fuck them.

God help me but this is probably a blessed thought. Steer that storm to New Orleans. The folk there are in theory the good guys. Wash the rest of that pesthole down the sewer the outflow of the Missipppi river has become. In a few years, the "dead zone" that exists in that part of the Gulf might start to recover. The majority of the NO folk (48% welfare related yesterday didn't fit the 62% found through the fed files) will settle in the other majority black welfare cities. Zero sum. Public housing. Full feeding for all serial pregnancies. A birth per welfare bitch from random breeding at 10 month intervals. Bizness as usual. There was a sane cure for this madness. The last real chance happened shortly after Prez Peanut took office. He was the last to even give a tiny goddam. Now it has spun as totally out of control as the half-million a month coming across with bunches having anchors. G Feeb Bush got elected by not being totally numb about the religion of pieces. He had no competition.

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Earlymorning phone calls. There as rare here as late night phone calls. Damn-near as non-existatant as any between. One a month. More often one every 3rd month. Matched only by the close-to-none since 1995. I made 3. 2 no reply but probably due to the folk called being dead. Most of the people I know have been dead for a while and the remainder are due to die soon. The 3rd was having breakfast fed to him. Excellent (with reservations) good friend 30 years ago.

I made one this morning. Damn.

Look at that thing. It looks like Satan's sphincter.

Velociman has now imprinted a permanent image in my old gourd! I've been through several hurricane eyes and that is a remarkable experience. Mostly I try to not be where they are and those I've been through were as a kid near Mobile. Don't know why the parent-types were so picky about hauling my young ass back into the house when the beautiful blue sky I'd been enjoying for the last half-hour went away and there was a really neat roof sailing away! I was not quite school age the first time and hadn't seen the Wizard of Oz yet. Neat. A whole roof! Rafts of stories over rafts of years..

Building permanent structures on the coast. Always interesting and always a bad idea. Be it 20 years or 80 years, it's like building on a flood plain on an earthquake fault and God hates you. You will get hammered. There is only one type of structure I'm aware of that is probably proof against something like Rita and that's the storage bunkers used to protect the atomic weapon inventory. Of course, they are all at rather high elevations. Back when I was still considering the earth shelter, one of my buds really wanted to build a beach house and, not being totally numb, knew building on the coast is a temporary thing at best. We wandered through a bunch of designs including one that was actually built in Florida. Nice design. Doesn't seem to exist anymore. This thing here was built with only 2 purposes; 1) thermal savings, and 2) lower profile for typical inland storms. A cat 5 would eat it. It would easily take a F2 tornado, probably a 3, and would, other than glass loss, weather a cat 3. It would also take a 20 KT airburst at 2.5 miles and a 10 MT at 12 but I don't think the biological units would! 38 linear feet of glass in the front and 124 sq ft of glass in the 18' tall atrium would get overpressured. Six rooms are hard and one is F5 storm shelter quality. I'd trust none over cat 3. If Rita was pointed here, even being most of 50 miles inland, I'd see if my old buddy in Atlanta needed a bit of company that came with a pair of (mostly) reasonable dawgs for a day or so! I doubt if there is a shelter anywhere near that would take a cat 5. And yeah, this place is actually very over-designed. Then again, have you looked at those once wonderful bridges in Mississippi? Camille ate them. Katrina ate them again. Megatonnage and megabuckage of prestressed reinforced concrete. Admittedly most of this house is underground. The carefully dimentioned overhang that limits summer insolation is rather tiny. With winds of 150 mph, it can provide lift equal to something close to 55 tons with the roof weighing in at 475 tons. The roof is segmented with a secondary reinforced pour and would be at risk of paper-toweling if the wind vector was just right. At 185, it would absolutely tear apart if the wind vector came in at something close to 220 degrees.

If you've just got to live on the Gulf Coast, build it with yer beer money. Most everyone did when I was a kid. It may not be et by a 'cane, hell, some of the summer treats will eat some well-built stuff. Put it all on pilings sunk deep so it'll be easy enough to stack some lumber on it in the future if you've got a big desire to continue feeding the sand flies and salt-marsh skeeters. Yeah, I know. We folk from the 'souf invented all those heavy metal insecticides way back then so the yankees who were terrified of having all the screens black with bugs would buy all that regularly raped sand for what used to be considered fortunes. They went home mentally ill from the insecticides and became liberals. Damn dumb plan! Now we're stuck with them, their policies, AND the results of their policies. Chelation; too late. Anyone that deliberately lives below sea level on the Gulf, well, there's a fair chance they're the product of a bunch of generations what loves their bros and sisters an awful lot. With 48% of the pre-Katrina population of Nawlins on welfare, one doesn't need to do a lot of serious contemplation. Took a tour through the liberal blogs where the evacs went. Wasn't pretty.

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Damn. Just looked at the latest sky shot. It still has a wobble. Truthfully, the best possible landfall WOULD be NO. That sombich is just a plain-old horror story. Remember this I posted on 3 September?



They are a fact of life. Teratonnage (fitting term) of energy. I love the hell out of the coast. Living there comes with a price.

Sunday was supposed to be my monthly trip into town for supplies, had the list done and the kit ready. I can and quite often stretch the visits a lot longer and nearly always do in the winter. In the summertime I don't keep more than a month's supply of dawg feed or Bugler as it tends to mold and stretching just means the dawgs get homemade and I get to recycle my tailor-mades! Trust me, recycled cigs get old in a hell of a hurry! Well, when I got out of the rack on Sunday morning and tried to stand up, all 10 toes went off like they'd been stuck in a wall socket. Couldn't make a closed fist with either hand. Dammit, gotta go through a few days of misery again. Since it usually takes most of a day to spool up to maximum, there was plenty of time to tend the ordinary chores plus position the 3 barf buckets between the bed and the bath (sometimes I don't make it), dig out a blanket for the wracking chills, and swap the regular pillows for those already ruined with fever-sweats. Yep, usual progression through the joints until the head can't be turned with a ripper fever and that oh-so mizzable nausea. Relapsing fever is a bitch and self-treatment is a particularly bad idea. It'll eventually quit or I will!

Which brought up the memory of hauling myself into the doc one evening most of 30 years ago when the pain became too damn much.. Normally it's pretty easy to get me into a doc's office - just wait until the blood loss makes me unconscious and it's easy as pie! I've been told I'm no problem and the stretcher-bearers don't grouse at all since I'm a lightweight.

Anyway, I'd gotten a stone bruise in my heel. Bare feet and construction work (I was building this house) were not uncommon and usually passed after a few days of limping. This one didn't and wound up with my heel looking like a softball. Air currents were like electric shocks. **sigh** My wife and kid's pill-peddler was not available and since there were signs of blood poisoning, decided to go to the little emergency room at the local clinic. The intern decided to follow the book for treating an abcess (it was) and since it was rather painful, started trying to force syringes of lidocaine through that quarter-inch of callus that made up for me not wearing shoes longer than he'd been alive. I'd told him to forego that in the beginning and just lance the thing and gimme the shot. He insisted, then "lanced" it by slowly feeling his way into the cyst. That boy didn't know nothin' about lancing an abcess. He gave me a prescription (no shot? Huh?) and sent me on my way. The !#$% script cost $140, some sort of 'cillin, doc's orders. The abcess blew right back up again and this time it was strictly DIY. If you want a job done right...

A few more days and the heel was much better but a minor irritation had started. Minor became kinda disturbing. Then downright perturbing. Briefs became boxers, boxers had to go replaced by a large pair of old seersucker shorts. Huge rash that rapidly turned into what appeared to be all of the hide flailed off parts of me that I still kinda felt might be useful. The family pill-peddler was available and with much trepidation, went in, holding my britches so they wouldn't have any contact and walking somewhat strangely. When the doc came in the exam room, he had half a smile on his face and told me to drop 'em. That sorry son of a bitch broke out laughing so hard he damn-near fell off the stool. If I'd been packing, he'd have caught a round right between his eyes. Ever heard the term "about as funny as a crushed nut"? Ever have a supporating rash halfway to the knees and up to the navel? Kinda the same. Between guffaws, his comment was he'd not seen a case of jungle rot that bad since 'Nam! Sorry sombich. mumble.

Turns out the script the (yankee) intern wrote was indicated for deep-tissue infections like the abcess and contra-indicated where fungal infections might be a problem. I lived mostly outside. In the swamp. In Florida. Bread molds about as quick as it cools from the oven.

The doc left the room still chuckling and sent his nurse in with a couple of hypos and, of course she had a shit-eating grin on her face as well. I made some comment to the effect that if she was gonna laugh as well, I wouldn't love her no more. Yeah, started laughing about as bad as the doc, then told me to drop 'em! Arrrrgh! No dignity. None at all!

Wad da hell happened? I'm pretty used to somewhere between 5 and 15 hits on Swamp Musings a day depending on the number of authorized spambots Google allows. In the beginning, the blog was just to do some political ranting and sharing of some good stuff with a few friends. When I write, most of the time I do it in a fashion that kinda fits a more-or-less composite of a few folk I admire. Sometimes the posts resemble the infamous midnight letters granny used to send. Long story there, got the lion's share by being the first grandkid and therefore responsible for all the rest of the litters! Sometimes she'd lock and load on ME and yes, I've needed re-direction a few times. There is no charge for advice other than not following two items. Dreams. Common sense. And yes, it is possible to combine both. I failed.

And no, I'm not a internet virgin. My first time was with the darpanet through HP Mountainview in 1971. They billed by the millisecond CPU usage. Yeah, the prices got totally out of hand when the engineering staff discovered the on-line shrink! She was a funny Algorerythm and NOT AI guys! (shoot me for that dig!)

Just thinking about the above, do you consider that there is a possibility Algore got his directive from the Alisa kinda-messin'-around-with-Turing program?

Want some more meat? Even if it is from AP, this sucks big-time.

Money Earmarked for Evacuation Redirected
By RITA BEAMISH
Associated Press Writer

As far back as eight years ago, Congress ordered the Federal Emergency Management Agency to develop a plan for evacuating New Orleans during a massive hurricane, but the money instead went to studying the causeway bridge that spans the city's Lake Ponchartrain, officials say.

The outcome provides one more example of the government's failure to prepare for a massive but foreseeable catastrophe, said the lawmaker who helped secure the money for FEMA to develop the evacuation plan.

"They never used it for the intended purpose," said former Rep. Billy Tauzin, R-La. "The whole intent was to give them resources so they could plan an evacuation of New Orleans that anticipated that a very large number of people would never leave."

In Hurricane Katrina's aftermath, attention has focused on the inability of local and federal officials to evacuate or prepare for the large number of poor people, many of them minorities, who had no access to transportation and remained behind.

That possibility was one of the concerns that led Congress in 1997 to set aside $500,000 for FEMA to create "a comprehensive analysis and plan of all evacuation alternatives for the New Orleans metropolitan area."

Frustrated two years later that nothing materialized, Congress strengthened its directive. This time it ordered "an evacuation plan for a Category 3 or greater storm, a levee break, flood or other natural disaster for the New Orleans area."

The $500,000 that Congress appropriated for the evacuation plan went to a commission that studied future options for the 24-mile bridge over Lake Ponchartrain, FEMA spokesman Butch Kinerney said.

The hefty report produced by the Greater New Orleans Expressway Commission "primarily was not about evacuation," said Robert Lambert, the general manager for the bridge expressway. "In general it was an overview of all the things we need to do" for the causeway through 2016.

Lambert said he could not trace how or if FEMA money came to the commission. Nor could Shelby LaSalle, a causeway consulting engineer who worked on the plan.

LaSalle said it would be "ludicrous" to consider his report an evacuation plan, although it had a transportation evacuation section, dated Dec. 19, 1997. That part was tacked on mainly to promote the causeway for future designation as an official evacuation route, LaSalle said.

"We didn't do anything for FEMA," he added.

Asked why the congressional mandate was never fulfilled, Barry Scanlon, senior vice president in the consulting firm of former FEMA Director James Lee Witt, said he believes the agency did what it needed when it gave the money to the state.

"FEMA received an earmark which it processed through to the state as instructed by Congress," Scanlon said, Witt is now a private consultant to Gov. Kathleen Blanco, D-La., on the Katrina aftermath.

Tauzin said he, too, could never find out where the money went. "They gave it to the causeway commission? That's wacky," he said.

At the time eight years ago, the Louisiana delegation had plenty of political muscle to get the money. Then-Rep. Bob Livingston, R-La., was chairman of the House Appropriations Committee, which controls the government's purse strings.

Livingston, now a lobbyist, said he could not explain what happened either, although he knew of other predictive hurricane studies over the years.

"Do I wish the study had been made? Sure, but now that's by the boards. We're doing the best we can right now to repair and rebuild," he said.

FEMA typically contracts its studies to private or government entities. Kinerney, the agency spokesman, said it appeared the money went through the Louisiana government. State emergency and transportation officials said they did not recall it.

After nothing came of its first directive, FEMA addressed the need for an evacuation plan "off and on" over the years, Kinerney said. Last year, the agency undertook the massive "Hurricane Pam" project that was supposed to create a comprehensive emergency plan for New Orleans.

That work was unfinished when Katrina struck, though its first phase involved an elaborate hurricane simulation that was eerily predictive of Katrina's disaster.

Asked about any earlier FEMA-funded plan, Mark Smith, spokesman for the state Office of Homeland Security and Emergency Preparedness, said, "To the best of our knowledge we can find no information on this."

Congress' 1999 language directed that FEMA consult with that state agency as well as the Louisiana Department of Transportation and Development.

FEMA's parent agency, the Homeland Security Department, did provide $75,000 to print 1 million evacuation maps that were distributed this year for the state's updated transportation evacuation blueprint, state transportation spokesman Mark Lambert said.

That plan used phased evacuation orders and reverse-flow traffic patterns to avoid the highway snarls New Orleans saw during Hurricane Ivan in 2004.

But that plan was designed for traffic management, not to provide transportation or contingencies for the infirm, elderly and poor who could not get out on their own, officials said.

Since the link is fully credited, there isn't a big chance my ass is gonna get reamed for the republish. THIS time, no highlights. They are too damn obvious.

Amusing:

That's about all I can say about the shear stupidity of those $2,000 FEMA and Red Cross cards. What a totally asinine way to do "disaster relief". You've probably read a few comments around the web and might have seen this little jewel from Houston. It comes with a fun video.

"Entitlements" have amused me since I was a kid. Abuse of, that is. Paid off-the-books wasn't invented just for the 10-20 million Mexicans, it was running full till long before. Fraud? Oh my! Back in my years in California, I was acquainted with quite a few kids that attended UC Santa Cruz (Bezerkely South only slightly more commie) and was truly amazed at how many were on some form of welfare. One fella was getting payments for 3 kids he invented and had been for at least 2 years I was aware of, a 30-something gal had 11 paying quite well (she had none at all), the number of kids getting "free money" for "handicaps" was boggling. That system was gamed sooo thoroughly... ..which reminds me of an April 14th when I was 23. Finishing off the dreaded income tax forms for state and fed and trying to find a miracle deduction.. In addition to the withheld tax from my regular employer, my side jobs had brought in enough that I was gonna have to cut a check to the IRS alone that was more than my daddy made the last year I lived at home. Yeah, I felt real good about the kind of gummit that had it's hand in my pocket digging out scads of cash to hand those drug-addled sponges.

Nah, not going to backtrack to my 2 1/2 years in DC. DC is nothing but a welfare island. The only thing I miss about that place is my Sundays at the Smithsonian. One could go there every Sunday for the rest of one's life and not see it all!

Fast-forward to the last quarter-century and Florida, limited to food stamp fraud. I guess the concept of food stamps is actually pretty good for a welfare program but not near as good as the old free commodity handout. It's not necessasary for me to describe what goes into the carts of folk that have been on the dole for 3 generations as it's pretty obvious from the fact a large proportion of them have to go through the check-out sideways. There are also 3 grocery stores I will never visit again. One is backed up against a welfare office and has the sorriest, most overpriced stuff imaginable. It is only marginally cleaner than a gas station john. Another was within easy walking distance of the projects and another welfare office. Grim. The third was in a broke-down plaza that featured one of those cash-for-your-car loan (at 270%)/cash for your next (pay)check/pawn and shady deal joints. THAT one had the biggest beer supply I've ever seen.

One of the curiosities I observed quite a few times was the open trading of food stamps for cash. The usual rate was between 30-50 cents per dollar of face value and the folk would put who had a fistful onto a dealer that traded "best". "Best" is your guess, probably drugs. The EBT card temporarily screwed that particular bit of the underground economy up. It turns out that any retail establishment that could take credit cards and sold something on the list like soda pop, bread, beer nuts, etc., could sign up to take the EBT. You KNOW where that went, didn't ya?! Yeah, some get caught.

Where is this going? Easy. How old is the food stamp program? How old is the FEMA/Red Cross debit card program? Even with the requirement these days of positive ID of self, dependants, income source, interviews, and threatened heavy penalties for fraud, the food stamp program is still gamed. I'll have to give good ol' guv Jeb a big kudu for fixing a nasty hole in Florida's. It still has one that glares but it just involves anchor children and relatives. The FEMA/Red Cross 2K is open season for fraud. Been thinkin' since on my GOOD days, I look like something that crawled outa a Lousiana swamp, I oughta go get me a few of those cards! Lost all my particulars, don'tcha know?!

Other than the obvious fact that the card was a piss-poor method of relief, it will "only" cost something like $680,000,000 last I checked. It's likely quite a lot of that money will be used responsibly, that just depends on the type of people lined up for the "free gummit money". Your guess is probably better than mine. The true nightmare is the $200 billion+ that apparently is going to go to reconstruction. The share allocated to Nawlins and the rest of Louisiana is to be administered by that state's existing gummit? The state that has been the justified butt of humor as the most continually corrupt in US history? Sounds like a swell idea. Just for fun and games, $200 billion divided by 1.2 million affected (latest number quoted) equals $166,666 for every man, woman, and sucessful breeding. Times a family of 4, $666,666,666.67. Wierd, eh? Another way of looking at it is the "donation" each person that filed a tax return last year paid. Obviously a lot of the returns resulted with a net payment in addition to a full refund due to the "breed more babies" totally ficticious "earned income credit" but the raw numbers are again $200 billion divided by 133 million yielding $1,504 per tax return. Where will your money actually go America?

A neat chart:



This is from FederalBudget.com. Go look.

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There's probably a reason this post found over at the Free Republic yesterday hasn't been spread all over the web.

Political Machine Turned Out Votes N.O. Style
The Baton Rouge Advocate
Baton Rouge, La.: Nov 10, 1996. pg. 4.b


NEW ORLEANS - Red beans, parades and a thousand people all were part of the push that got nearly 186,000 voters to New Orleans polls on Election Day and gave Democrat Mary Landrieu a U.S. Senate victory.

Republican Louis "Woody" Jenkins has refused to concede defeat to Landrieu, who had an unofficial 5,899-vote lead after voting machines were opened Friday. The statewide tally released by the secretary of state on Friday was Landrieu 853,076, Jenkins 847,177, the closest Senate election in Louisiana history. Campaign manager Tony Perkins said volunteers will be working all weekend, checking out hundreds of complaints - especially in New Orleans, where Landrieu led Jenkins 143,050 to 42,653.

Bob Tucker, a businessman and close advisor to New Orleans Mayor Marc Morial, said it was Morial's get-out-the-vote teams that won the day for Landrieu, President Clinton and Orleans Parish Leader Harry Connick. "All elections begin and end in the streets on election day. That's where the Clinton, Landrieu and Connick team won Tuesday," Tucker said.

For instance, when the management team got word at 3:15 p.m. Tuesday that a GOP tracking poll showed Jenkins ahead, it was time for an instant parade. "Within 45 minutes, we arranged a motorcade," Tucker said. "We found Mary and Marc, got school buses for workers and sound trucks with music and put on a parade to flush out our voters." Landrieu and Morial waved from campaign manager Norma Jane Sabiston's convertible.

"We moved them into the major housing project areas blowing horns and playing New Orleans music," Tucker said. "We were doing what we do best in New Orleans, having a parade." There were more parades in key areas during "surge time" - late afternoon and evening, when people get off work.

Tucker's teams tracked the turnout all day in target precincts. If the vote was slow compared to past elections, some of the 1,000 street workers were sent there to knock on doors and ask people to vote. A phone bank worked all day, asking voters to go to the polls.

The street workers were divided into two groups of 500 -one for the morning, and one for the afternoon. Those were split into four groups: One to work polling places; one to wave signs at intersections; one to go door-to-door; and one to go to shopping centers and employment centers.

The one time all were together was at lunch, when all 1,000 got a lunch of red beans and rice.

The Baton Rouge Advocate site for this article is here and is only a snippit with the rest available for a price. The block quote above was lifted from the FR and if someone wants to spend the nickel to verify, go for it.

Why has this not spread? I can think of a couple of reasons; 1) it's true and 2) it isn't.

It was just too nice this morning! 59 degrees at sunup and one fine time to tend some of those outside jobs I've been avoiding. Of course it went back to 92 with full sun this PM, all courtesy of Ohfeelya. She's sucked all the wet outa the Florida air and I actually had to WATER a bunch of plants outside today. Supposed to be this way the rest of the week.


I rather suspect this l'il white gal might have some trouble getting votes next time if the bruthas and sistahs watched Fox!

Senator Mary Landrieu (D- LA) Spins on FOX News Sunday

7.7 MB wmv interview link is also here Sheesh! Talk about catching a massive case of foot-in-mouth disease! I could almost feel sorry for her if she wasn't such a moonbat.

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This is a bit spooky.

Sex offenders slip radar

La. loses track of predators in stream of evacuations

The evacuation and relocation of people from Louisiana parishes that Hurricane Katrina hit the hardest have potentially put as many as 3,000 registered sex offenders and sexual predators in new places.

In addition, an unknown number of the state's 62,606 adult probationers and parolees are now unsupervised as a result of the hurricane.

The actual number of individuals under community supervision in parishes affected by the storm was unavailable, and there was some confusion about who kept track of those numbers with the Orleans and Jefferson Parish Probation and Parole offices.

The Louisiana Commission on Law Enforcement Web site states the commission is charged with maintaining statistical data on probationers and parolees, but in repeated calls The News-Star was told they do not have that information.

The seven parishes with the most damage and displaced people from the hurricane and flooding have 3,080 registered sex offenders and sexual predators, including 1,405 in Orleans Parish, according to the Louisiana State Police sex offender registry.

Florida has a hurricane policy that requires certain registered sex offenders to ride out a storm in jail, but Louisiana has no policy in regard to sex offenders during hurricanes or evacuations. That means those registered in the system could end up in shelters or communities across Louisiana and in other states.

"There's no statute in Louisiana to require them to be reincarcerated," said Capt. Jerry Patrick of the Louisiana State Police.

Since I have a rather harsh opinion of sexual predators, I'd kinda think "well Mr. Bundy, looks like we got a big blow coming and since we've got no place to keep you, guess you need some shootin'".


I wonder if the article below has any relation to the one above?
Carjacker, Victim Killed in Cobb

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DERELICTION OF DUTY [Cliff May]

As a retired structural engineer who has done exhaustive work on bulk liquids retention structures, including dams, dykes and levees; also having audited engineering schematics on the New Orleans levees in the 1994-1996 era, rest assured that federal officials were properly concerned about that situation. The problem was that they were the only ones. We bucked and kicked local officials for years throughout the entire project. The municipality demanded the money, and received millions, but repeatedly, they had more pressing uses for expenditures. The optimal, shear-sloped design for the levee reinforcement was approved in 1995. I tell you truly that in my 40-year career as an engineer, the local authorities in our New Orleans levee project take the prize in the area of callous disregard and their bungling remains notorious to this day. Truly, it was scandalous. Consequently, I find it hard to cast a major portion of blame for this disaster on any other entity than the local representatives of those unfortunate people in New Orleans. The truth is, at least the last three mayors of New Orleans are grossly negligent and in dereliction of duty in regards to repeatedly skimming federal funds allocated for their levee fortification.

Allan McIsaac

More stuff on the link including a link to the original article from whence cometh this reply.

Rex Parade Carnival, 1913

This is from the Library of Congress Panoramic Photograph Collection which is full of all kinds of photo goodness.

*correction: the above photo is from Old Photos of New Orleans. Sorry 'bout that but the LOC site is awful good anyway.

Speaking of photos, Sir George over at the Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler has linked Alvaro’s Slide Show of 197 photos entitled "Five Days with Katrina". Pretty impressive.

Lord knows I love a good rant and Steve H. has a masterwork with Kanye West Speaks! If you read his stuff on a regular basis, you already know he ate some, shall we say, "less than optimum" green ham yesterday. If he can write a post like the above after such, I think we should all chip in and send him a truckload!

Yes, I'm goofing off today. Feels pretty good. Think I'll go do some more of it before the guilt sets in!

Katrina was just another bad-ass storm and that is a plain-old-fact-of-life for folk that live on the Southern coast. Not particularly unusual, just the way nature washes things. Been living here for most of my life and the things tear the hell out of everything. If you believe in god or gaia, maybe it's their way of punishing the fleas that we be's. Obviously I think that is bullshit. Katrina was unique for a couple of reasons. 87% of New Orleans population was black. 67% depended on HHS for what appears to be all of their income. The vast majority of government and police force were elected or appointed black folk. Absolutely nothing wrong there; self-government by peers. Fed EEOC wouldn't touch that with a stick. The governor of the state was either in massive denial or she was just the usual democrat hack. No, I'm not going to bash the totally inept and stupid reaction those elected officials and their minions were responsible for, indeed, they show a shining light on "What Not To Do." The feds? My boiler with what Bush & Co. has done, well, it's pretty dim as well. His crew has screwed the pooch with the LSM PR and ineptness in general on this one. Answer this: if there was a disaster in your location would you like an airdrop of storm troopers invading YOUR neighborhood or working with the neighbors and utilities to get things working? Since I've been involved with the latter quite a few times, my answer goes w/o comment. Firstly, you need neighbors that are actually people who value common sense. Multi-gen welfare creatures and what they elect are not neighbors. Sadly, my pre-1964 automatic LBJ specials are no longer alive. All but one of their grandkids is in jail for armed robbery, with one on the 3rd conviction. They were "entitled".

*sigh*

Thankfully most of us folk in the US are pretty-much braindead about how horribly we are being ripped-off by their gumment and continue to support reasonable (and rather wonderful) organizations like the US Red Cross and the Salvation Army. If we were bright enought to see how badly we were being robbed by our "elected ones", the donations would dry up. "We gave at the W-2". Whyfo we hire these jackasses?

Aaron did a fine job with this graphic:



My house is always open for REAL folk. Those fond of crack or other dope or have scads of un-named fatherless children, the Salvation Army has room. Room for kids here, not for shitheads. Been there many times. If you've not tried it, invite the alledged distressed into your home. 14 times since 1991, robbed royally thrice, been expected to be chambermaid and chef twice, came close to slaughtering a couple of the creatures. Especially the asshole that had set up a child porn peddler site with MY ISP and MY computer. His sorry ass got booted so far out his fragments fell from Texas to California against the prevailing wind. I tracked the fragments. Boot was better than the desired .38. Not keen on jail even if it would have been judged justifiable homicide.

Yesterday I posted that the aid to Florida for the four 2004 hurricanes was <$20 billion in contrast to the $62 billion which seems on it's way up to $100 billion for Katrina. Well, I seem to have been in error as the FEMA contribution to Florida was somewhat lower. Got your hat screwed on tight?

Florida 2004 Hurricane Recovery Passes $5.6 Billion Mark

Release Date: August 12, 2005

ORLANDO, Fla. -- One year after Hurricane Charley made landfall as the first of four major hurricanes to strike Florida, federal and state disaster assistance totals more than $5.6 billion, the U.S. Department of Homeland Security’s Federal Emergency Management Agency reported today, releasing county-by-county data for its Individual Assistance and Public Assistance programs.

“As we mark this occasion, we reaffirm our commitment to the ongoing recovery effort and appreciate the work that has been done and the challenges that remain,” said Scott R. Morris, director of Florida Long Term Recovery for FEMA. [snip]

Lots more information available on that site.

Somehow I just can't understand how Katrina is costing as much in less than 3 day periods the ENTIRE package that went to Florida last year. The waste and fraud must be of truly heroic proportions. The mid-East war costs 3 days of Katrina a month. Katrina soaks up the equivalent of NASA's entire annual budget in 7 1/2 days. $2 billion a day divided by the 1.5 million affected equals $1,333 for every man, woman, and child every damn day.

Of course Florida had a hell of a lot more than $5.6 billion in damage. FEMA isn't supposed to patch everything fer chrissake. "Let mommy kiss it and make it all better..." Bull-fuckin' shit. What in hell are the powers-that-be thinking? Yeah, I've got my notions just like you do and they are not the least bit pretty. Won't matter anyway except you know who's going to pay for this crap.

Rant over. For now. Grrrrrr....

Wednesday I posted links to Fred Reed and later on that night decided to go re-visit his links. Now I'm somewhat of Mark Twain's attitude that there are lies, damn lies, and statistics most of the time. Too many are like polls which are too easily manipulated to show whatever the critter or organization wants them to show. Measuring techniques, the analysis method, or in the case of polls, the questions asked and from what folk, can deliver just about anything wanted. The truth is in the actual results if one is forecasting or the actual situation if reducing data. His linky titled "Race, Sex, Things Incorrect" includes

La Griffe du Leon has fascinating statistical analyses of things you aren't supposed to analyze, such as measured intelligence in relation to sex and race. La Griffe du Leon is a pseudonym, probably because he is an academic in fear of being lynched. This presupposes that a mob of professors can tie a knot. Griffe is unmistakeably a first-rate statistician. He also writes graceful English, and so can't be a statistician, first-rate or otherwise. Maybe he's a pair of fraternal twins. Anyway, well worth reading.

I read his reduction titled The Effect of Urban Flight
on IQ Distribution and wondered if he lives in Baltimore. I've no comments other than when I was much younger, I spent a lot of time in places that I wouldn't even consider returning for love or money. Zero-goal societies tend to be pretty damn miserable.

Another medium performance day. Read otherwise, another day, no dollars! Fiddled with the tracking gadget for a couple of hours before the sun was decently up, then went down to the old goat shed that got mashed by a few of Jeanne's winds last year to salvage some components.



Lots of useful goodies still in there (NASA surplus auctioned years ago, doesn't have EPA-qualified foam on them!) . It also has a resident tick farm. Picked off 17 after crawling around in it.

Looks like Ohfeelya is now a hurricane and she's just sittin' there getting all wound up. The weathercritter on the radio (I'm at 100% teevee news boycott) says the gal has no steering currents and therefore could do most anything. Most likely is probably for her to head off NE into the Atlantic which means she'll probably cruise across Florida , get all hot and bothered in the Gulf, then eat Mississippi or Alabama. Nawlins already has a built-in eater system. It's called that excuse they elected themselves for a gummit.

Katrina aid to date: $62 billion. Expected to exceed $100 billion.
Population affected by Katrina: approx 1.5 million.

Aid for all four hurricanes that ate Florida in 2004: <$20 billion

It's hard to get more than 50 miles from a coast in Florida. Heck of a larger population (17+ million) than the area clobbered by Katrina and I'm willing to bet there's a hell of a lot more mobile homes as well. And now FEMA is up to spending $2 billion a day? Huh? Must be re-building the levees and roads with stacks of Federal Reserve notes. Can I get some of that? I need a couple of sticks of dynamite AND a come-along! ;o)

Several days ago Bill Whittle who writes Eject! Eject! Eject! posted TRIBES. Since it was a fairly long essay I saved it for a period when there was a decent sit-down time. Read it over lunch today. If you haven't gotten around to it yet, it's on my mandatory reading list. Prints out (without comments) as 14 pages of 12 point that I'll be delivering to some of my non-internet friends next trip out. If you're not familiar with Bill, the first link is his home page and he's written a lot of other very good stuff.

The post title is my supper. I just purely love liver and onions!

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12:03 AM

Oh good lord, just clicked over to the NYT article on Drudge. $100 billion for the 1.5 million. That's $66,666.66 for each man, woman, and brat. Suspend charity, it's definitely NOT needed. Save your donations for your local folk that will probably need it this winter. $273K for the average family of 4.1, $533K for the typical unwed welfare breeder. ..probably in addition to the funds already provided plus the incentive money to breed more dims. Total insanity.

Last night's track map showed Ohfeelya (sorry!) was due to pass over my QTH so morning plans were made to pry one large broken limb left over from one of last year's 'canes out of a tree before it came down on the clothesline or the LP tank. Wouldn't have been much of a chore 20 years ago but all those insults to joints, bones, and the pieces that hold one together tend to be cumulative! Didn't get 'er done. I'm going to need a come-along or a stick of dynamite. These daze, dynamite is kinda hard to come by. Back in my youngunhood, one could go buy it at the local feed store as it was used to remove stumps from new fields. Well, the adults could anyway! We kids had to make do with cherry bombs and Silver Salutes (M-80s) and they really were not a particularly good idea. Did you know M-80s wedge just right in a roll of toilet paper? Soak the toilet paper and instant paper-mache'! Poor Jim G. held on to one a tad too long once and what I'd give to have a photo of the result! His hand wasn't much good for a few days and it didn't improve his hearing at all. Can't remember who it was that came up with the clever idea of dipping cherry bombs in LePage's paper cement and rolling them in BBs, probably Ed B., made fine frag grenades. No, by the grace of God, we all kept our eyes! There had to be some serious overtime for our guardian angels. When the county installed storm drains way out in the boonies where we lived, you can imagine where we went. Junctions were pill-boxes and the drain pipes were just big enough to crawl through and some were quite lengthy. A nightmare is when one would be 20 feet down one pipe and a kid had entered the previous "pill-box" from another pipe and rolled a cherry bomb up between your legs. We HAD agreed not to use Ed's frags for those missions. Always wondered what the adults thought with the random "whumphs" coming from all around and the smoke drifting out of the manholes and drains. "Did you have a nice day, son?" "Huh?"

I had a local oldies station on the outside speaker while attempting stuff this morning and I'm not too sure if I heard the news correctly. Bush has requested $50+ billion for Katrina? Don't know if that was just NO, probably the whole shootin' match. If it was just NO, that's over $100,000 for each man, woman, and child and if it is for the million and a half in the affected area, it's still over $30 K a shot. Are the expenditures really a billion a day as heard? One billion divided by one million, five-hundred thousand yields $666/day per head. I also thought I heard one of the race warlords calling for payments to the affected folk amounting to the megabuck or so each of the WTC people received. If so, shear lunacy.

Just reading my favorite bloggers, it looks like the libs and race warlords might have finally stepped into a big pile of it at last. I wonder if the LSM knows how much it is fuelling backlash and widening the breach that has been growing for the decades since LBJ's "Great Society" kept-critter bullshit? If you've never read any of Fred Reed's stuff, he's damn good. That link takes you to his home page and it won't hurt to check him out from the beginning. I first came across him back when I was using a 386, win 3.1, and had a (on good days) 5 kbps internet connection! His column today, A Dismal Reality, says a lot and the link at the end is one that's been on my list for a few days.

Time to go stir the bones for a while and bring up some equipment from the shop before it gets rainy. I'm finding several useful applications for the gadget that I "coma-fied" some of ya'll a few days ago with it re-designed as a tracker. The original application would cost me ~$3 K for parts alone to move to the next stage and this application will just be a bunch of happy skull-sweat and a couple of goodies from the junk box.

Some links before departing:

Liberals Surrounded by Corpses Whisper "I See Political Opportunity"
Frank J. is not very happy.

Slavery
Denny isn't pleased either.

More Katrina Thoughts
Steve H., I'm looking forward to more recipes as well.

Days with a few steps forward are to be enjoyed. Completing a few delayed tasks, good music on the hi-fi, and making pencil marks on previously perfectly fine vellum makes me all warm and fuzzy. That, and having some good treats for the pups. They'd be my buds anyway. Have been. Been badly ill a couple of times since 1998. A good greasy dish of pure YUM!© is always appreciated!

Can't do teevee or radio. Just don't want to hear any more MoveOn shit. The truth is out and any shit-slinging should be ended. LSM has covered as close to zilch about the folk that caught the full impact of the last storm. Last I looked the official death count was twice as high in coastal Mississippi as in New Orleans.

Looks like it's going to get a bit damp down here over the next few days. T.D. 16 is due to hit somewhere around Jacksonville Friday and it's already raining here. Normal stuff and quite welcome as there's not been squat since Katrina crossed Sourthern Florida. Not too keen on a repeat of last year with the trio that came across here. How about a 1/3rd year's rainfall in a couple of weeks and having the jungle seriously pruned? There's a smile in there somewhere kinda like walking away from a plane crash! The weather is just the way the weather is and if you live within range of the Atlantic cyclones, it's not if but when and when and when. Fact of life. I've spent most of my 55 years on the 30th parallel, done my share of picking up the pieces. If the ability to suck air continues, there will be more to pick up. Warranty void upon drawing first breath!

When the day's assigned tasks were done, I checked my email right after the radar imaging. Usual spam (deleted), 3 phish (pitiful), and 2 NIGERIAN'S! Damn! I thought I'd been forgotten! Used to get a couple a day and every now and then some would be really creative. Love 'em! Got a nice library of them, ought to save them off the HD. Nah. The one below is pretty typical, not very good, but thought I'd answer it.

From: "barrister willis" >barristerwillisx1@hotmail.com<
To: >barristerwillisx1@hotmail.com<
Subject: Attention: Bauer.
Date: Tuesday, September 06, 2005 12:58 AM

Dear, Bauer.

I am Barrister Chanaka A. Willis, a solicitor at law.
I am the personal attorney to Mr. David Bauer,a
native of your country, who used to work with Shell
Oil Development Company in Nigeria. Here in after
shall be referred to as my client.
On the 21st of April 2003, my client, his wife and
their three children were involved in a car accident
alongs agbama express road. All occupants of the
vehicle unfortunately lost their lives. Since then I
have made several enquiries to your embassy to locate
any of my clients extended relatives, this has also proved
unsuccessful.

After these several unsuccessful attempts, I decided
to track his last name over the Internet, to locate
any memberof his family hence I contacted you. I have
contacted you to assist in repatriating the money and
properties left behind by my client before they get
confiscated or declared unserviceable by the bank
where this huge deposit were lodged.
Particularly, the AssuranceBank Limited where the
deceased had an account valued at about US$10.5
Million has issued me a notice to provide the next of
kin or have the account confiscated within the
six(6)weeks.

Since I have been unsuccessful in locating the
relatives for over Twenty three (27) months now, I seek
your consent to present you as the next of kin of the
deceased since you has the same surname with late David .
By presenting your names as the next of kin, the inheritance
will be transfer to your name as the sole beneficary and the
proceeds of this account valued at US$10.5 Million can
be paid to your account. You and I can share the(INHERITANCE)
money 60% to me and 40% to you. I have all necessary legal
documents that can be used to backup any claim we may
make.Besides i'm the legal signatory to the account and
it is the duty of the chamber to give clearance to any
person standing as the next of kin.My involvment into the
transaction makes the claim risk free and legitimate.

All I need from you is your honest co-operation to enable us
see this deal through. I guarantee that this inheritance
transaction will be executed under a legitimate arrangement
that will protect you from any breach of the law. Please get in
touch with me immediately as I do not have much time
in my disposal.
Call me as soon as you get this email and reply to my
private email box :barristerchanakax12@yahoo.com

Best Regards,
Barr Chanaka A. Willis
Willy & Co Limited
234 80 33071351

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From: "itchydoodads" >doodad3@charliemanson.com<
To: >barristerwillisx1@hotmail.com<
Subject: Attention: Bauer.

Dear misster Barr Willis,

Im so happy to heer from you specialy sens you have the same las nam as won of my daddes wifes and cozins some sisters necces and nefews who was also a cozin! We may be kin! I wood be reel happy if you wood send me a piccher of the back side of yer left nut as all us Williseses have the same mark ther and I no its tru coz Bessie Lou and Alma Dee cheked out mos all of us and we all got it! We boys all got 3 tits so I need a piccher of that to.

Sorry to heer about onkel Dave. We wonderd what happend to that old drunk cornholer. Mos of us dont miss him much sept his mama but thats jus caws he never paid no money fo ther kids.

I can see you got a lot of time what with the Twenty three (27) months so far but you getin 60 percent is jus plain silly unless you are reallie kin. The legel fellas we got heer mosle get 40 but if your reallei kin the 60 would be OK.

Sin me dim picchers and it will be OK even with ant granny.

hope we can be frens!

senseerly,

doodad

ps I lyke yer name! been outsid wif da dawgs sayin Chanaka over an over an they thank ant granny is cummmin over!

I must be gettin' smarter. Didn't watch much LSM last night. Did however early this morning while the coffee was brewing. I came to a full perk (boil-over actually) before it did, promptly switched the tooob off. No reason to make a bad day outa it and the sleezeballs were running the race card for all it was worth (nothing). One of the many things that have bothered me is what appears to be virtually total inaction from the locals. It all seems to be about big mamma FEMA and other agencies needing to kiss the owie and make everything all better. That, and stern big daddy National Guard to paddle the unruly boyz an' make them behave. Welfare mentality. Then Mayor Dipschitt is sending his folk on paid vacations to Las Vegas after only 6 days? WTF is THAT all about?

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Did my usual morning surfing for a couple of cups and dropped into Ron G.(The Therapist) and found The Battle Of New Orleans (Revisited). It's a hoot! I had to download the Battle of New Orleans midi so I could sing along and further convince the gals that I'm cracked! ..and speaking of being cracked and dawgs, if you have any, play the Insanity Test for them. If you're fortunate, you may see the same reaction all of mine have exhibited. Strange. Very strange!

a.k.a. redneck coq au vin! Downright tasty stuff but it's doubtful I'll ever be able to make dumplings the way a Cajun neighbor-ladyfriend of my granny's could. Light, fluffy, ever-so-tasty and they didn't disintegrate into a mass of goo within an hour. Mine have to be eaten fresh from the pot. I still make extras for the critters. They ain't picky about texture!

Rather than hitting the sack which was sooo tempting, decided to continue fiddling with the 3-D version of the gadget. The original proto design would require a lot of extra parts expanded to 3-D as it stood. Re-engineered with minimum range extended to 2 feet rather than 1/2 inch cut the transducer count from 6 to 3 with the same spatial accuracy and multiplexing the scanning inverse cube law video processor, the range limit would only be limited by the multiplexing noise. ...or would it? Hmmmm, time to let that steep for a bit and go sleep off a happy gutful! Decided to be brave and turn on the teevee and see what the late nooze had goin'. The antenna and tuner were set for Orlando NBC. Sweet mother of god, was that NBC or MoveOn? Is there a difference? I watched that blithering asswipe for most of 10 minutes while my dumplings were turning into sour curds and the nice smile enjoyed all day turned into something found on the faces of rabid dogs. Turned the damn thing off. Walked the thinkin' circle for a bit, then went out and scratched a couple of fuzzy heads for a while. It's starting to get decent again, low humidity and a heck of a lot cooler at night. Dropped below 70 for the first time night before (been hanging 80+ !). Came back in and thought to see if some good news could be found on the web until the sleepies set back in and stumbled on Gunmen attack contractors on La. bridge

Associated Press

NEW ORLEANS - Police shot and killed at least five people Sunday after gunmen opened fire on a group of contractors traveling across a bridge on their way to make repairs, authorities said.

Deputy Police Chief W.J. Riley said police shot at eight people carrying guns, killing five or six.

Fourteen contractors were traveling across the Danziger Bridge under police escort when they came under fire, said John Hall, a spokesman for the Army Corps of Engineers.

They were on their way to launch barges into Lake Pontchartrain to help plug the breech in the 17th Street Canal, Hall said.

None of the contractors was injured, Mike Rogers, a disaster relief coordinator with the Army Corps of Engineers, told reporters in Baton Rouge.

The bridge spans a canal connecting Lake Pontchartrain and the Mississippi River.

No other details were immediately available.

That warmed the cockleberries of my heart. Only downside is they didn't nail them all. Sounds like some folk need a bit more time at the firing range.


This is a clean summation of the situation:
Who’s Responsible For New Orleans?


Steve H., well spoken!
CYA is a Big Job in a Town With as Many Asses as New Orleans

It seems that the folk over at the Louisiana Political News Service aren't exactly pleased with Governor Blanco. The first link is their home page, lots more there.

And lastly, I was greatly amused with GUYK's Mayor Nagin Fears CIA post yesterday. Mayor Shitferbrains has a LOT more to worry about than a CIA plot! The dude's got maggots in his brains if he isn't aware there's a lot of cajuns in his area. I spent most of my life before the age of 18 kinda between Mobile and Biloxi, did a bunch of fishing and hunting with those folk. There's a little note Mayor SFB ought to think about; 1) cajuns tend to be more patriotic than average, 2) they tend to have rather large families and 3) they love those families a whole lot! Then there's the deployed military that might have lost folk, even the rather large numbers of regular people in the "Sportsman' Paradise... Lordy I'd hate to be him! I truly hope no disgruntled citizen turns him into Saint Dickhead, far better he gets indited, tried, convicted, and sent to Angola prison. Second-best and very satisfactory (actually automatic since he's already justifiably paranoid) is to leave him be. A car back-fires; a lump in his tidy-whities. A door slams. Silent movement seen from the corner of an eye. Lump. Lump. Lots of lumps until the innards can no longer make anything but squirts. A long, long life trying to see in all directions at once. Hell on earth.

I propose a new charity. Depends for ex-mayor Nagin Diaper service? Hanes Crate-of-the-Week?



Sacred Cow Burgers

For me anyway. I've had all I can take from the LSM, totally topped out. Didn't turn on the talking heads this morning, ditto for the broadcast radio. A few nice old records (burned to CD!), some Radio Margaritaville, fiddling with a neat old project, and a bit of writing that has zero social or political content! Got up and made a nice pot of joe, read a few of my favorite bloggers, and then had a kick-back day. The writing went well, kinda long and isn't up to "I'm there", still at the "you had to be there" stage. With my writing skills, it probably won't get much better!

The neat old project is something I fiddle with every now and then when a minor brain fart occurs. It's an attempt to re-engineer a device that currently exists, costs about a half-mil, needs a humvvee to transport it, and doesn't work well at all. A couple of winters ago I spent about a month designing and building a proof-of-principle prototype and was pretty delighted with how it functioned, probably worth spending some more time and money building a manpack version for field testing. Oh, wait! Did a couple of you lapse into a coma? Sheesh, if I continue, some may start begging to have their feeding tubes pulled!

Anyway, when I was bench testing the doodad, it had an extra characteristic when used in free air. It followed me. Knew where I was in 2 dimensions. Be easy to add a bit and have it follow 3 dimensions. Got to thinkin' 'neat toy'! ...all kinds of other applications since it it's an active rather than passive system, whoa! Coma-time!

After feeding the girls and starting supper (chicken and dumplings MY way tonight), thought I'd go see what Rand had to say. He has a funny link to an article about Sean Penn that's worth a giggle. Check it out. Hadn't opened Little Green Footballs today, decided I could take a chance. Been wandering around all day with one of those "Michael, what did you get into now?" smiles on and I kinda like it. Scrolled through rather quickly until I hit this entry. Couldn't help myself. This would be funny if it wasn't so damn miserably true. I did a little editing of the original:

1861 - The first gun of the Civil War was fired at Fort Sumter by order of Major General P. T. G. Beauregard of St. Bernard Parish.

Ironic, eh?!!

Have you read Robert Tracinski's article yet? That Canuck linked article was obviously the product of a true oblivion. Where he got multi-gen welfare associated with individualism eludes me entirely. The Wikipedia link to the Robert Taylor Homes was a bit thin on information and went lookin'.
This link to a Columbia University (very liberal) study is pretty telling. It's a 188 KB, 15 page PDF fyi before viewing.

The pravda (truth) has been slap in front of all of us all our lives. Why did the Soviet Union fail? Going from centuries of absolute rule by an absolute monarchy to Marxism must have seemed like nirvana. All for one, one for all. Just this giant love-fest commune with "big mamma" to keep everything in the collective and dole it out as needed. Guess what kiddies, people are not wired that way. Idealism mostly works well with married folk, hell, almost half actually succeed with the "death do part thee" biz. Give a kid a Christmas toy and see how long it lasts. Have the kid save up his dishwashing pennies and see how long that same toy lasts when he's spent his money to buy the same.

Rent an abode to an adult without a stiff damage deposit. Take a look at it when the renter moves out.

Give food stamps to a crack ho. Look at her grocery cart.

Build enormous housing projects for the hughly reproductively active, mostly illiterate (pay all meds plus give 'mo for each additional "blessing"), observe how long the gummit maintained housing takes to degenerate into what needs removal.

The "truth" is so simple. If one actually works for something, one is likely to be kinda keen to keep it. It took time, effort, some foresight, and (oh how selfish!) the desire to own it.

The USSR failed because mosly no one cared. "It doesn't belong to me, not even my effort belongs to me". Went into the (inevitable) corrupt gummit pot. Why bother? Let's see, in 2001, "government transfer payments" (interesting term) were $1,111,800,000,000. $1.1 trillion. Where did all that money come from? Where did it go? How much was overhead? How much lined politicians' & their cronies' pockets? Who benefited? How many little fiefdoms were estabilished?

Yeah, Algore spoke truly when he spoke back when he was Clinton's vp about making America a service economy. Don't need any more of those smelly farmers or factory workers. Hell, the dude invented the internet! (gag)

Has GW improved the things set in motion since? Hardly. I absolutely would NOT have voted for him if Gore in 2000 and that total cretin Kerry were not possibles. Jesus H. Christ, can you even marginally imagine the result if either of those imbeciles were prez? Unfortunately those trillions of "government transfer payments" allied with the average $60-85 per diem per gummit skool kid doesn't bode well. Depending on which "analysis you subscribe to, between 5-10% of Mexico's TOTAL population now resides in the US as illegal aliens. Damn fine voter block. Rivals the known black vote. With continued subsidized breeding and extended welfare benes, won't be long before 'ol Jesse, Jane, Teddy & crew can finish 3rd-worlding what the "Great Fucking Society" began.

Lord have mercy. I long for the days of the conservative known as the original JFK. Go read his prez platform. Go back and view his enacted policies. You've search engines if you're interested and I'm not linking; too many, not my job. Some sucked (my day was good, made one decision that sucked, made another around sundown that sucked even more. Those won't starch your panties).

Somehow I have a feeling all of this is going to come around and bite some serious ass. 'NUFF will be called eventually and maybe the bastards can be replaced peacefully. Probably not in my lifetime. Unless Baltimore gets a Cat 5. Now THAT would be truly entertaining...

...just another late night rant..

..wif de strawboss callin' all de shots. I don't know if mayor ("We need 500 buses, man!"
Nagin is the sorriest creature NO has elected, rather doubt it looking at the previous "honorables". That ultimate whiny pissant chief of po-lice broke me up on the morning news. Where DO those folk find such people? I wonder if they have staffers trailing behind them with poop-scoops and baggies?

A couple of nights ago the local news was commenting on what Florida was doing to assist the 170,000 displaced school children. 170,000 kids that probably rode the school busses to and from school each day. That's a lot of taxpayer maintained transportation right there. Seems a bit short-sighted not to have used it during the 3 daze prior to the below-sea-level city getting clobbered. (change "short-sighted" to "criminal"). Judging from the various news photos, I rather imagine most of those vehicles will be scrapped, especially if they've been sitting in salt water.

On election day, they were driven to the polls...On evacuation day, they had to fend for themselves. Call for evac after the airport and public transport was shut down? Huh?

Kinda curious about the possible "10,000 dead" headlines. NO had a population of less than a half million. Last year Florida, population 17,000,000+, was hammered with 4 nut-busters and the FEMA cumultive death toll was 116. Gee, do you think maybe Florida has a tad better gummit than that jackass that calls herself governor and the dawg's hind legs that "run" NO?

Looters? Face it folks, 40 years of the "Great Society" and it's a Mogadishu mentality. Wasn't much better before (might actually be an improvement from the last time I was in NO). There is sure way to stop looting. Comes in many calibers. I'm personally fond of the 7.9 mm Mauser for long range work, 12 ga. double-ought for closer stuff. And yes, that lump in my pants might mean I'm happy to see ya. It could also mean you might not be happy to see me if you've got dishonorable feelings on your mind. Been assaulted one too many times, watched the fuckers walk away every time through the "judicial" system. October is going to be a fine time in Florida.

And no, it isn't race. Never has been. It's culture. Be it islam, rap, or liberal politics, any "culture" that doesn't respect human dignity doesn't deserve to exist. I don't personally give a lentil bean fart what anyone else does, there is just one basic rule: do not harm others. Liberal politics is the most insidious of the listed lot; "you can't help your poor, ignorant self so we are going to do it all for you". Works like a charm.

Speaking of charm, GUYK has several excellent posts up on this Katrina fiasco. He writes good stuff. He also linked to a fella that calls himself Mostly Cajun who has a lot of good stuff posted. The links go to the home sites, scroll, read, get enlightened.

This is a rather amusing image:



The big 'un, plus a lot of other interesting data is available at Tropical Cyclone Climatology.

And yes, I was a class one cross-patch last Sunday. After the Saturday unloading and stowing of all the GOOD STUFF, went to check what the status of various "stuff" down here in the swamp was in relation to what might be needed in the event Katrina decided to change directions. Slathered from toes to tits in SSS to avoid the eight-legged Florida State Bird, got satisfied all was well outside with lots of spare time. Woke up not long after hitting my clean sheet & clean pillows with an itch. A whole family of ticks had taken residence on the back side of my right shoulder, from blade to hairline. Spent about an hour dislodging and burning those little lawyers. Woke up with the usual reactions plus a major case of grumpyness knowing what was going to come. It did. In spades. Probably brushed a low limb jus' chock-full-o Democrats! ;o)

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Just in (for me)

Came as a cut and paste email from a friend, looked the writer up.

An Unnatural Disaster by Robert Tracinski.

Go read it. Yeah, that includes you as well you little snot-nose.