KOOK

I wonder how many of you readers think I am a kook for chasing information about Area 51. Not too long ago a person interested in Area 51 events would have been taken into custody for questioning and possible jailing. "Jailing", is that a word? I just finished watching a program on The History Channel about Area 51 and the company called Space Imaging". Space Imaging is the company that owns the Ikonos satellite that gives us images down to the resolution of one foot. When you realize how far out in space that satellite must be, that resolution is damn close. We will not be able to recognize faces; but we will see that the object we are looking at is a human.

From all sources I can access, Area 51 is alive and well. I have spent hours, days and even weeks chasing information on Area 51. Dugway proving Grounds is another place to watch; but I do not think you will see much aircraft development there. Area 51 is concentrating their activities on stealth technology. This must be developed to it's highest level if we are to maintain a military superiority in today's world.

I have posted photos of aircraft that came from Area 51. All those photos are of real aircraft. Some of them made it into production and some were scrapped due to flaws or simply because they did not fly properly. Area 51 has scrapped over 2 billion bucks of aircraft. Now you know why your taxes are so high. Pay up folks, go to the poor farm with the rest of us. We can have a party.

IT TAKES A WHILE FOR ME TO CATCH ON

My problem with the browser and the blog seems to be related to whether the counter is their or not. With this post, I should be able to go back to using Mozilla. The counter is back and everything will be fine.

WHERE IS THE COUNTER THIS TIME?

It seems the folks who program the blog counter are having a difficult time keeping the thing working. It is up one night, down the next and then up again. This cycle has repeated itself for the last 3 or 4 weeks. That is one feature that I used nightly. I like to see who is reading my blog, and sometimes I wonder why 19 readers are there for one day and just 2 or 3 the next day.

I guess my rantings are uninteresting to folks. Well, hell, they aren't very interesting to me, either; but I need to blog to let off steam.

That's all tonight.

A O L

The three letters over 15 million people love to hate. I have been an AOL member since the dark ages, way back when they started in the late 80s or early 90s. Before that I was a member of Quantum Link, Q-Link, which was a Commodore specific chat and message service. Boy those Commodore graphics were wonderful. Remember "Stroker 64"?

Well, back to the subject. AOL seems to have opened a new service that will allow everyone to access their e-mail and such. I am in a discussion group of folks that hve been complaining about their screen names and messages are being accessed by anyone on the Internet. This sounds like a breach of security to me. Most people on AOL are using a screen name that does not identify their true identity. However, one gal typed in her screen name in Google and up came the blurb that gave her real name and said she had been a member of AOL for such and such a time using the screen name. Is this fair? I don't think so.

Is this another "service" of Big Brother? It seems that the members of AOL are going to be "outed" no matter what they do. Hey, Mr. AOL, that isn't fair. The group that I belong to have identified themselves to each other long ago; but we did not intend to tell the whole world. I don't understand what is happening, how it is happening or why it is happening. I just know that this will lose a bunch of members for AOL. Maybe that won't be such a bad thing; but I wish they would leave things alone. As I said long ago, I do not like change. It is not always for the best.

AOL has undergone many face lifts over the years, they are always tinkering with the main program; but this time I think they will regret their tinkering. This time I think it has earned it's new name honestly, A O HELL.

WHO WHAT WHEN WHERE WHY and ??

I had a post for this evening; but with the nonsense created by the two browsers, I forgot what I wanted to blog about. I try to read a couple of blogs every evening and one I read seems to show considerable personal problems. I am not surprised at the problems. Gay people always stir up anger in the straight population. Why, I am not sure?

I have heard that if gay marriages were accepted it would cause instability in straight marriages. Now, you tell me how that will happen. Are the straight men closet gays? Are they afraid they will become gay? Gee, do we gays have something that they straight men want?

Why do the straight people always think they know better? Why are they afraid to allow gay people to live on their own? I have so many questions and I see so much conflict with the gay population? If left alone, I am sure we could find our own way in society; but they won't leave us alone. Are they really that much afraid of us? Are they afraid to leave us alone? Are they afraid we can make it withoug their intervention? I think they are.

What can we do about it? Not much, I am afraid. We must elect gay friendly men and women to political office. We must tell our political representatives about our plight. We must raise our voices in a common voice to tell people that we are no threat to them or the American way of life. We must stand united as loyal Americans, expressing our views; but doing no harm or violence to anyone.

All we want in life is to be left alone and to be allowed to love those we choose. Allow us to be the men and women God meant us to be. Why must the "bible thumpers" tell us to be what they want us to be? Let us be who God intended us to be.

MOZILLA NOW WORKS. YOU TELL ME??

You tell me? One post from Mickey Soft's Internet Exploder and all is well. Mozilla now accesses my blog as usual. Godzilla is at it again.

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MOZILLA IS AT IT AGAIN

This is the second instance of trying to access my blog and Mozilla will not do it. It will access every other blog in my bookmarks; but not my own. The bottom of the screen says "Done". I have no idea what is going on. I am posting this with Internet Exploder.

The last time this happened, all I had to do was make one post with Exploder and then Mozilla cleared up. Now, let's see what happens.

Sometimes I wonder if it is all worth it.

SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANT TO TAKE NOTE OF

I want you all to note that I have not posted a picture of an airplane in the past couple of days. I don't know if the problems I have been having are normal computer related problems or if someone doesn't want me posting photos of airplanes of interest. Anyhoo, there have been no new pictures of planes. Don't get your hopes up, I haven't given up on the subject, I just am allowing you all, and me, to take a breather from such postings.

I need to delve into Blogger a little deeper to understand why it does certain things the way it does. When I figure it out, I will take advantage of the computer capabilities much more, that is, if Blogger is compatible.

I just lost a bookmark file in Mozilla. I goofed when trying to move it and I lost it. I am sure it is still there, somewhere; but not sure if it is recoverable or not. DAMN. Sometimes a guy just can't remember all that was there. That is why we have bookmarks, DUH.

TV has been very uninteresting this evening and I have one cat that has been pestering me for the last 45 minutes, when I turned the TV off. She thinks it is my bedtime. I guess she can't tell time on her own; but nothing I say or do will convince her that I am allowed to stay up a bit later. She must think she runs the house. Mothers are like that, yanno.

Well, nothing really to blog about tonight, I guess I will check my email and then do what momma cat told me to do, go to bed.

GETTING OLDER IS A BITCH

This is a follow up to the last post, which by the way, was done with Blogger for Word. It worked fairly well; but I still had to add color by editing the post in Blogger. This post is being typed directly into Blogger.

Growing old is not all it is cracked up to be. The "golden years" are more like a "golden shower". You feel pissed on by your employer, the entire social system. You get to collect Social Security. Now, there is a let down. Your income is cut to about 40% of what it used to be. Your ability to do things, physical or otherwise is cut. As you age, your body begins to shut down, it becomes tired. Know what? That sucks.

I don't like the reduced buying power I must live with. When you know your income is static, you have a completely different outlook on buying things. Things you need. Things you would not have given a second thought about, before. Your "partying" is curtailed drastically. You simply can not afford to spend the money.

I don't like the reduced physical abilities I must live with. I used to be an avid walker. Not a jogger or a runner; but just walking. I used to walk the bike trails at SIU-E every week Felix could not keep up with me. Now, this complaint is not just age related, it is also tied to my stroke 10 years ago and the cancer 5 years ago. I find it difficult to walk through the supermarket.

I actually do not like sitting home and not participating in the work force. I have worked since I was 16 years old I earned my own living, and provided for a wife and child. They had a very nice home, in fact, the second most costly home in the town. It sat on a hill on a full acre of ground in a subdivision of quarter acre lots. Now, I sit by and watch Felix go to work, intermingle with his co-workers, go out to lunch and I sit here at home watching TV and talking to 6 cats.

I do not like being passed over on my ideas just because I am older. It is a tendency of many people to disregard the thoughts and ideas of senior citizens; because "they live in the past". That is not always true. Many senior citizens have contributed much to our society. Sometimes we take a second or two to express our thought because we are thinking it through. Younger folks sometimes act in haste. That is called, "getting the cart before the horse".

I don't like giving up sex. After the surgery for cancer, I lost the ability to have sex. There is no need to go into detail here; but believe me, living without sex, even masturbation, is a bitch.

If I sound ungrateful, I am giving you the wrong impression. I am grateful to God for allowing me to live through these things; but this is the most difficult journey I have ever undertaken.

OK, bitch session over. Sometimes it helps to get it off your chest.

THINGS, THEY ARE A CHANGIN

Have you ever been addicted to something that you just do not want to give up? I am not talking about an illegal addiction, I am talking about things like an old car, a TV show that the network is canceling; things you have become accustomed to. Well, I am addicted to RADIO.

When my ex-wife and I moved in 1973, I had to give up that “hobby” addiction. I could never get back into it, as I wanted. Last year, I had the opportunity to purchase a new radio that did all the things I wanted a radio to do. All the latest bells and whistles were there for the ringing and blowing. For one thing, I got back interested in shortwave listening. You have no idea how much change has taken place, until you try to go back to pick up something you used to do or be interested in.

The Voice of America does not exist in the manner it used to. The entire world of shortwave listening has changed. America does not seem to be as interested in telling the world about democracy as it used to be. Our government thinks more of invading a sovereign country to force change, than to set an example to them. I began to tune around for the old stations I used to listen to, and they all were gone.

Face it folks, we are getting older and the world is changing, whether we like it or not. Personally, I am not so sure I like it. Change is not always a forward movement. Sometimes it is a step in the wrong direction. Along with a discussion about radio goes a discussion about TV.

Are the TV shows of today as good as the shows of yesterday? I know this may be a touchy subject with some folks; but I think the shows of yesterday were better. Maybe my thinking is because the shows of yesterday were new. Let’s face it, you can only do a pratfall so many times and get a laugh. The sitcoms of today were all done before. The only difference is the people doing them. There are very few NEW ideas in TV today.

Are the TV shows of today funny? Sure they are. They were funny when Lucy or Milton or Jack Benny or whoever did them 20 – 30 years ago. Is this a condemnation of TV? NO, I like to watch TV as much as the next guy. I am only saying that there is nothing new. Maybe I am just getting old and have seen everything there is to see. Somehow, I doubt that; but I do miss some things of old. Maybe I don't like getting old.

Things change; but they do not necessarily become better.

NEEDED A CHANGE

I needed a change from the old format. Actually, I got tired of the old format. There were so many nice looking layouts that I had a difficult time in choosing one. This was my first choice; but I tried a couple of others; then I went back to this one. It offers color and a more vibrant design, I think.

I hope it works out as well as the old design. Who knows, I may change it again. I hate change, I really do; but when you get tired of things, you either change them or you drop them. I didn't want to drop the blog because I know how much my blatherings mean to al of you. (Wait a minute while I pick myself up). If I have two visitors a day, that is a good day. One day, last week, I actually had 19 visitors. Probably spys looking to overthrow the Clinton administration. You don't have to be a spy to want to overthrow the present administration. Even some republicans want to do that.

Can't say as I blame them. Georgie Boy's handling of the hurricane situation is so shallow. You can see right through him. He can't hide his feelings, they show in his face and his actions. Nothing shows in his words, unless it would be his own stupidity.

Well, enough of my blatherings for this time. I don't want to give the feds a heart attack. It is only me, Jimmy Dean, the Sausage Queen. ROFLMAO.

NOT EXACTLY A COMPLETE SUCCESS

The color did not go with the post; but the change in font did. I guess I could always post the thing, then go in and edit it for color. YEAH, right. Don't count on that one.

I would like to find a way to make a post with a good spell checker, photo capability and all the goodies; without spending a penny. Asking for a lot, you say? Yep, I agree.

Back to BLOGGER.

FIRST POST WITH BLOGGER FOR WORD

FIRST POST WITH BLOGGER FOR WORD

I have no idea if this thing will work or not.  You are the guinea pig for me.  If you can read this, I guess it works.  If it looks all screwed up then we can assume it did not work.  The only advantage I can see is that Word has a much better spell checker; not that I wud need a spel cheker.

I do not see any advantage in posting a picture, as the two programs use incompatible formats for photos.  I wonder if I can change font size and style?  Let’s see.  This is Formal Script.  Or is it?  How about color?  Will it allow me to use more color?  Let’s try that one.  And again.  Now, let’s post the thing and see what it looks like.

GOING TO TRY SOMETHING NEW.

Blogger has tossed a new screen at me, with it, a new format. I don't know why; but I am going to post this short note and then log out and try something new. Like most people, I don't like change. Let's hope this works.

WEIRD

After posting the below post, Mozilla will now access the blog. But when I clicked on the "Blogger" thingie in the upper left of the screen, a whole new screen came up. Something just ain't right. Maybe it is ME.

ERRORS, ERRORS, ERRORS

Seems like I keep blogging on the same subject, that of Blobspot doing something that I think it should not do. Tonight my Mozilla Browser will not access this blog. It will access every other blog that I read; but it will not access my own. I am using Micorsoft Exploder to post this message.

Computers are so damned much fun, aren't they? I was reading a web page from a guy who had made a trip to Area 51. Well, not the base; but to the area around the base. He told of the things that have happened to him since his visit. All sorts of Government agencies have visited his web site. I wonder if that has something to do with my problem. Are the Feds pissed at the fact I have posted some pictures on my blog? They were readily available on open web sites and I copied them and posted them. The ones of the Boeing 757 and 767 were posted with the photographer's permission.

Sort of makes a person wonder if Big Brother is actually here. My own opinion is that it is / he is. The more I research these things the more I find that others have had problems after they did their research. If anyone things that will stop me, think again. I am no subversive agent, I am no spy. I am a curious taxpayer that wants to know where his money is going. I paid over four grand in federal income tax last year and I was retired. Yep, they got me for $4,000 bucks, due to a mistake my empl9oyer caused. They overpaid me sick leave and I am now paying it back; but there is no argument that I did receive the money in 2004, so I have no alternative but to claim it and pay the tax. I probably will never see that overpayment again.

Well, no mind. I do not want to deal with the IRS anymore than I want to deal with my ex-employer. I am retired and I damned well intend to stay that way. For the time being, I will refrain from posting any pictures of airplanes or anything else, for that matter. Mr. and Mrs. Federal Government; fuck off. I have done nothing wrong; but I will refrain from doing anything wrong again.

I have cleared my browser history, have checked all the settings; but can find nothing wrong. The only thing I can think of is that my Mozilla Browser from my ISP is blocked. Really pisses me off. I can see something; but I can not share it with you. Well, again, no mind. I will go to bed and think of a plot to how I can . . . . . . flood New Orleans again. Now, work on that Mr. and Mrs. Fed.

MORE AIRCRAFT FROM BOEING

This is the plane that started it all. After finding this one, I couldn't stop. (Hmmm, that phrase sounds familiar). Back to the subject.: The first 757 is now used by Boeing Military for avionics and airfoils research, hence the really strange appearance of the nose

Link to this photo: http://www.jetphotos.net/viewphoto.php?id=5909

Boeing has begun testing the F-22 Raptor's integrated avionics on board its 757 Flying Test Bed. Testing the F-22's avionics on board the 757 will help reduce risk and also cut back on future F-22 flight test hours. The test avionics are operated from a simulated F-22 cockpit, installed in the test bed cabin.

This is another shot of the 767 used for weather and surveillence activities. It seems the U. S. Government will spare no amount of monies to have fun.

Here is a shot from Google Earth of a U. S. Air Force C-5 undergoing final assembly at Boeing. It is identified as a C-5 by the upraised nose of the aircraft. The C-5 is the largest cargo plane in the world today.

DEW, THIS POST IS FOR YOU

A blogger that I frequently read posted this recently.

""Why don't fundamentalists organize protests and picket seafood restaurants, oyster bars, church barbecue suppers, all grocery stores, barber shops, tattoo parlors, and stores that sell suits and dresses made of mixed wool, cotton, polyester, and other materials? All of these products and services are "abominations" in Leviticus. When have you heard a preacher condemn the demonic abomination of garments that are made of mixed fabrics?"

I have mulled this over for a few days and I am now ready to make a comment.

They don't protest against food events because they all like to eat. When was the last time you saw a skinny preacher? I remember going to a church once that had a lady preacher who said when her local grocery store started selling booze, she would find another grocery to do her business. Well, she still shops at the same store and it sells booze 7 days a week. Not just beer; but all kinds of intoxicating booze. Guess she likes to eat, too.

Please read on.

They do not say a single word about mixed fabrics because; well, you wouldn't want to see Sister Suzie butt naked in church, would you? Of course not, they all want to wear their "Sunday finest" to church to try to out dress good old Sister Lucy. They do rant against body markings (tat00 parlors) but turn their backs on those men who were in the navy and got tatoos. That was just a minor let down in their armour.

Those "abominations" found in Leviticus were primarily aimed at the Hebrew people. You will find that orthodox Jews do adhere to these things. And they wouldn't eat a piece of piggy if it killed them. The orthodox Jews do take these things seriously.

Read on.

The "modern day fundamentalist" wants to act like he/she were a Jew; but only when it suits them. Don't mess with their food, their clothes or their jobs. Incidentally, you didn't say a thing about folks who work on Sunday. Isn't that supposed to be the "day of rest"? Well, for the Jews, that would be Saturday, actually from sundown on Friday to sundown on Saturday. They are quite strict in their interpretation.

Now allow me to address one more thing. What did God say? What did Jesus say? Well, for one thing, neither God nor Jesus wrote a single word of the bible. Yes, the Ten Commandments are attributed to God; but through the hand of an angle marking the stones. "This" is an abomination to God, "that is an abomination to God, etc. Where exactly did GOD say that. If you look at the book closely, and study the history of the modern day bible, you will find that every word in that book is attributed to the hand of man. Man said that God said something; but we have no proof that God actualy uttered a word.

Now, I have no doubt that God would have said some of those things; but I do not base my religion on what man said that God said. Let's take the subject of homosexuality. First, there is no such word in the old Hebrew or Aramic language. We have the story of Sodom that supposedly condemns homosexuality. Well, if every man in Sodom was queer, what was Lot and his wife and children doing there? If every man in Sodom was queer, what were their wives and children doing there? How did they get those children in the first place. Oh, now we have to back off and say they were bi-sexual. Yeah, right.

Read on.

I have no doubt that there were gay men in Sodom, just as I have no doubt there are gay men in every city, town and village in America, or any other country of the entire world. I have no doubt there are gay men in the Vatican, either. We were born gay. The sin of Sodom was not homosexuality; the sin of Sodom was being inhospitable to the visitors. "Bring them out that we may know them". Where does that say anything about sex? "Know them", is that supposed to mean, "fuck them"? Hey, I knew my grandmother; but I didn't fuck her. Get real.

The bible is so misinterpreted that it is hardly the book it was intended to be. The REAL WORD OF GOD is LOVE. LOVE YOUR ENEMIES, AS YOU LOVE YOURSELVES. That doesn't mean fuck your enemies as you fuck yourselves. That means STOP THE HATE. Learn tolerance, even if you do not understand the ways of your neighbor, be tolerant of him. Allow him to be who he is, who God intended him to be.

As I said before, I do not believe being gay is a sin no mre than I believe being Chinese is a sin, or being German, or Black or anything else. Being gay is the way we were born. Some men are born to love women, some men are born wanting the companionship of other men.

Now, if you want a discussion of anal sex or oral sex, just ask. It is done every night amongst the straight population. They love it. Just as much as the gay population. Sex is sex. Rape, forced sex, or for that matter, forced anything is where the sin comes in. Now, has anyone considered the sexuality in football?

TOO MUCH FREE TIME

Ya all know that I am an avid Google Earth fan. I like to track military aircraft and the latest developments in that field. In my surfing the Internet last night, I came up with a couple of really off the wall aircraft. I think Bowing....er....Bowling....make that Boeing had too much time on their hands, too. This is a 767 with a horrible growth on it.
Boeing has made many modifications to their 767, and this is only one. This is supposed to have weather radar in the silly looking appendage. Now, I got one more for you, just as silly looking; but a real test airplane they flew.
The little wings in front are called "canards". Burt Rutan (surely you know that name) was a big believer in front canards; but they were actualy first used on the Wright Brothers airplane at Kitty Hawk. If anyone doubts the validity of these aircraft, and I wouldn't blame you, leave a comment and I will direct you to the web site I got these photos from.

BLOGGER ISN'T RIGHT ALL THE TIME

1) The counter is gone again.
2) It said I had errors on the post; but it posted it anyway.
3) I rewrote the post, and when I posted it, I saw the original. Blogger needs as much help as I do.

AN OPEN LETTER TO MY LOVE, FELIX

Tonight I really made an ass of myself to my beloved Felix. We had an argument to end all arguments. No one got physical; but I became quite threatening and at one point told him that if he continued to treat me like he had been, then he could just pack his bags and move out. We argued back and forth and after an hour or so I calmed down. Felix, I never want to loose you, I will give my life for you. There is no way I can live without you and you know that. I am very thankful that you saw through my threat and stood your ground. We argued over something insignificant. I have expertise in the electrical field and Felix did not want to listen to me; he wanted to forge ahead and do it his way. All I was asking for was that he stop and listen to me. I blew up. Thank God that he finally did stop and listen and helped calm me down.

When I retired from working, emotionally I fought against it. I did not want to retire; but my physical abilities could not do the job. Mentally, I wonder if I am as stable as I think I am. I could just have easily let him walk out of my life. I think I would have killed myself within a week without him. He is my main reason for living, Felix keeps me from making big mistakes, Felix makes me feel young again. If my feelings for Felix aren't LOVE, then I am crazy.

He is my life and my purpose for living. I know that one of these days I will die and leave Felix to fend for himself. I hope that day is many, many years away. I want to do everything I can to give him a better life. Felix did not have a "wonderful" childhood and I had hoped to change all that for him. I guess I am not a miracle worker or even much of a gift giver. My desires sure went to hell today.

Felix has forgiven me for my blowup; but I have not forgiven myself and I probably never will. Words said in anger can be retracted; but the feelings you caused can not be changed. Once you hurt someone emotionally, you have a large job ahead of you to make up for your actions. it may never happen.

Felix did not have a real happy childhood and I had hoped to help make his present better. Today, I tripped. I did not accomplish anything positive for him and I am so very sorry. That word can be said so easily. In order to really mean it; be sure to not make your mistake again.

This post is intended for my Felix. If the rest of the readers get anything from it, remember these words. Never speak in anger, you will regret it for the rest of your life. I love you, Felix.

AN OPEN LETTER TO MY LOVE, FELIX

Tonight I really made an ass of myself to my beloved Felix. We had an argument to end all arguments. No one got physical; but I became quite threatening and at one point told him that if he continued to treat me like he had been, then he could just pack his bags and move out. We argued back and forth and after an hour or so I calmed down. Felix, I never want to loose you, I will give my life for you. There is no way I can live without you and you know that. I am very thankful that you saw through my threat and stood your ground.

We argued over something insignificant. I have expertise in the electrical field and Felix did not want to listen to me; he wanted to forge ahead and do it his way. All I was asking for was that he stop and listen to me. I blew up. Thank God that he finally did stop and listen and helped calm me down.

When I retired from working, emotionally I fought against it. I did not want to retire; but my physical abilities could not do the job. Mentally, I wonder if I am as stable as I think I am. I could just have easily let him walk out of my life. I think I would have killed myself within a week without him. He is my main reason for living, Felix keeps me from making big mistakes, Felix makes me feel young again. If my feelings for Felix aren't LOVE, then I am crazy.

He is my life and my purpose for living. I know that one of these days I will die and leave Felix to fend for himself. I hope that day is many, many years away. I want to do everything I can to give him a better life. Felix did not have a "wonderful" childhood and I had hoped to change all that for him. I guess I am not a miracle worker or even much of a gift giver. My desires sure went to hell today.

Felix has forgiven me for my blowup; but I have not forgiven myself and I probably never will. Words said in anger can be retracted; but the feelings will always be left behind. For that, I will forever be sorry. I am posting this for Felix, not for the rest of you; but if you can get anything from it; please understand the words in this last paragraph. You can apologize for harsh words; but the feeling you caused can not be taken back. Remember to say those three words, "I love you" and mean it with all your heart.

I am sorry, Felix, I love you with all my heart. I pray for you daily and want God's very best for you.

TIVOs NEEED

The way this TV season is shaping up, I think I will need to buy a couple more TiVos to keep up with what looks like may be a good season. It is going to be difficult to decide who/what to watch. I always watch Law & Order and L & O SVU. I think the new show about the Pentagon is going to be good. Felix and I have three TiVos between us; but I think we could use a couple more. NO, I will not go out and buy them. I will watch with a live show with one TV and TiVo another show at the same time. I just hope I pick the right one to TiVo.

Now, for the one or two of you who do not know what a TiVo is all about, run down to you local Circuit City or Best Buy and find out what is waiting for you. Get one with the largest capacity you can. I am ready to hack mine and put in a much larger hard drive. There is only one flaw in this scenerio. ELECTRICITY. If you get a storm that knocks out your power, you are screwed. Tonight, we had one of those storms.

I lost my cable connection for the Internet and the cable connection for the TV. They are separate lines and I thought I could beat the odds; but I was wrong. We lost our telephone connection on one line, too. The electricity flickered four or five times and all clocks and the TiVo in my computer/radio room went through the reboot process. I thought I had the TiVo on the UPS unit; but, again, I was wrong. That seems to be a regular occurance lately. Just ask Felix.

I think I need to study the TV Guide a bit more. This whole thing is confusing. Maybe I should break out the old phonograph and put on a couple of 45s. Long Live Elvis. Oh, wait, I may be wrong, again.

HITS AND MISSES

THE EMMY AWARD SHOW

I think the show is a HOOT. I am watching as I type this blog. For those of you who did not watch the show; Donald Trump did a great job of impersonating Oliver Wendell Douglas. The show had a number of great moments, including a tribute to the late and great Johnny Carson. No one will ever fill those shoes.

Many of my favorite actresses and actors have won awards. Hey, I am so damn old that I actually remember the first TV appearance of Blythe Danner. She is still a good looker. Now you know where Gweneth Paltrow gets her good looks from.

I liked the Blue Man bit with TVs on their heads, actually as their heads. An excellent bit of special effects.

Did you vote for your favorite TV theme song? I just did; but I will keep my vote secret.

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POLITICS AND BLOGS

SCOTT-O-RAMA

Do you have a blog? You probably do otherwise you wouldn't have the foggiest idea of why or how you came to red this bit of blather. The "Scott-O-Rama" blog has come under fire from the great herd of elephants for putting integrity over commerce. I will allow you to check out his own words on the situation. My admiration to Scott for showing his restraint.

ANONYMOUS REPLY

I ranted about an anonymous reply to a recent blog of mine. Is there a reason why someone would hide behind anonymity? I know in this age of blogging, AOL, screen names and all the possibility of intrusion into our personal lives that it is much easier to post a blog or a comment on AOL using a pseudonym. No one wants to open themselves and their computers to attacks from hackers. No one wants to be a victim of identity theft. Therefore we usually choose a name that reflects something about ourselves.

Using that name gives the rest of us something to attach your comments to. You usually show your personality over time and that personality becomes attached to the pseudonym or screen name you have chosen. Those who post anonymously have no personality. Mr. A. Nonny Moose could be four different people on four different occasions. If you don't want to show your personality by attacking someone in an anonymous post, why waste your time? Why waste our time? Move on and have a happy life.

WEB SURFING

If you want an interesting evening of web surfing, download Google Earth. It shows the entire Earth from far out in space and allows you to move into a close-up view of most every interesting spot on this Earth. You can count the aircraft sitting on the runways of airports and air bases. There are places that you can see so close as to count the people on the streets.

If you interested in what goes on in preparation for the future of air superiority in the U.S. check out the "Dreamland" web site. There are some fantastic pictures of Area 51 taken from 26 miles away. There are discussions on new aircraft under wraps, there are pictures of recently made public aircraft and no pictures of space aliens. No, not one. I guess that tells us that there are no space aliens at Dreamland, aka Area 51.

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And a little commercial plug, NEXT TIME, FLY JANET.

DEAR A.NONNY MOOSE

Some people hide behind the anonymous name because they don't have the guts to face the world and admit who they are Probably a "no-gut" republican.

Get a live, state your name and face the music for your rude comments. Felix was correct, I have posted pictures before and they did what they were supposed to do; but this time Blogger didn't want to accept the .jpg image. I didn't have a lot of time to spend on the blog at the moment, so I decided to not do the post. I will wait until I have more time, then do it right. Until then, Mr A. Nonny Moose, GET A LIFE. I have more to do than play with Blogger all day.

COUNTER, WHERE IS MY COUNTER?

I understand some blogs have been hit by an unusual number of visitors lately. I had one day when I had 19 visitors. That is absurd. Why would 19 people be interested in my blog? Is BIG BROTHER that interested in what I rant about? I doubt it. I would think they would be more interested in the pictures of cute bois on BadPuppy. Oh, there are some cute ones there, I know, I have seen a few. I have, also, seen some pictures that look like me. Now, you want to talk about something that will make you loose your supper? Just think of a 300 poung man with a hard on trying to please himself.

Enough said, where is my counter?

BLOGGER SCREWED UP AGAIN, WHAT'S NEW?

OK, did you really think I was going to give you the password into Area 51? I do know one way a person can get in, simply walk up to the gate and ask. Then when they put the handcuffs on you and call the Sheriff, you can tell everyone that you were really a guest of Area 51. I understand they keep you there for a few hours while they ask all sorts of questions. You get a citation from the Sheriff and you get to pay a fine. What better proof could you have of your visit to our country's best kept and well hidden military secret? The secret right out in the open, and most Americans are so damn dumb as to not even know what is going on.

I do have a bunch of photo's that I would love to upload, if only I could get this damn blog to put them in the right place. I guess the old saying of "You get what you pay for" is true. I am not paying for this site, so I get very little accomodation from it.

All of the photo's I have are readily available on the web, all you have to do is search for them. You don't need the names of the projects, just do a search for Area 51 and I am sure you will eventually come across a list of secret projects they have done, along with photos of the airplanes. Some actually taken on the Area 51 base. I have one of a U-2 that was taken at Area 51. By the way, the U-2 is still flying, or was as of the last update in 2002. Did you know that the B-52 is scheduled to fly for another 40 yerars? Amazing.

Some of their "secret projects" are not as secret as one may think. Area 51 is used more as a "test" site for aircraft that have already been anounced and shown to the public. Area 51 is where they aircraft are put through their paces and are tested for almost everything known to man. They are used to fight "enemy" forces. That is, they are used in mock battles against "mock enemy forces". Still, they don't want you to see what is going on.

Am I saying that they don't have some sort of secret aircraft that defy's gravity and does things unknown to man? No, I am not saying that. I do believe they have one or two aircrafts that are as yet to be acknowledged. One was "seen" flying over my part of the country a few years ago by midnight shift police oficers. I believe they saw what they saw; but the Air Force says they didn't see what they say they saw. Sounds like a battle of words; doesn't it? That is exactly what the whole thing is all about; a battle of words and a secret base in plain site.

If you wave it in front of our noses long enough and keep telling us that you do not have little green men from Mars; pretty soon people will start to forget about what is actually going on. See folks, this is all about the DUMBING DOWN OF AMERICA. Then you divert the public attention to high gasoline prices, Weapons of Mass Destruction that do not exist, the horrible threat of homosexual marriage that will completely destroy the institution of marriage; and pretty soon America will forget about the main issue at hand. It works. Trust me, it works, just ask George W. Bush or was that George Orwell? BIG BROTHER IS HERE, DON'T YOU EVER DOUBT IT.

LIFE CAN REALLY BE A PAIN IN THE ASS

Yanno, I have been watching TV a lot lately, especially the History Channel in regards to the Hurricane that struck New Orleans. I feel so sorry for those people who lived there. Even the "well-to-do" folks had to flee their homes because of no electricity or potable water. You can stock up only so much; before it becomes senseless. The idea of a bomb shelter showed that to everyone.

People used to think that if they stocked their bomb shelter for 2 weeks or a month of food, they would survive the bomb. Now we know how silly that idea was. No one will ever survive a nuclear blast. That's just the way it is folks. I can understand why some people did not want to leave their homes; but when you stand back and take a good look at the overall situation; they really had no choice but to leave. Whether New Orleans will ever be rebuilt, I don't know. I do not even have an idea of how long it will take to clean up the mess now.

After the city is cleaned, the trashed buildings leveled, the stench removed, the bacteria neuteralized and the city is made ready to rebuild; is it a good idea to rebuild New Orleans? Remember, the entire city sits in a bowl. Remember, there is no guarantee that another Hurricane of the same intensity will not happen again. For those of you who do not know this already, let me tell you with experience; there are no guarantees in this life. The bible tells us that death will come to all people and the government tells us that we all will be taxed. Other than those two things, we are guaranteed nothing. I have sat on two union contract negotiating committees and I can assure you that nothing will come your way unless you put out effort to get it.

A safe city will happen in New Orleans unless billions of dollars are spent to build seawalls that will hold back the Lake and the River. There will have to be a back-up, guaranteed, system for supplying electricity to the city. New subdivisions are built with all underground utilities; that is one way to help ensure electricity. However, even that must remain dry, the flood waters must be held back and pumped out as soon as the city receives water. I leave that engineering feat to the engineers who get big bucks for coming up with the ideas that us common people already know to be fact.

Halliburton and G.W. Bush have not heard the last of this debacle. What the outcome will be, I do not know. I am assured that Bush can not be President of the country for a third term. The constitution guarantees that. Of course, there is no way to keep him from trying again in 2012. Democrats unite.

My own opinion about all of this is that the Earth is growing old. It is tired and it is rebelling against the mistreatment it has been receiving at the hands of it's inhabitants. I call to your attention the Tsunami, the Earthquakes, the Hurricanes, the volcano eruptions and the unstable weather. Keep your eye on Yellowstone Park, it may be the next disaster.

Love while you can, your time is not unlimited.

Tomorrow, I may tell you how you can penetrate Area 51. You wish.

WHO STOLE MY "G" STRING??

This just proves that you can't please all the people all the time. He can't please me anytime.

BITCH, BITCH, BITCH

Felix, the invisible foodaholic and I went out for a late lunch/early supper this afternoon to a local truck stop that has a very good buffet. The hostess showed us to our table, handed us menus and got our drinks for us. That was the last we saw of any staff.

I went to the buffet line while Felix looked through the menu to decide what he wanted. I came back to the table with a full plate of food. We sat there and looked around for the waitress. I ate two pieces of fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, baby carrots, whole kernel corn and boiled cabbage. We drank our sodas. Still, no waitress had come to the table to take Felix's order. During the meal, I wanted to get up and find a waitress; but Felix (being the young gentlelman that he is) kept telling me to sit still and finish my meal.

OK, I did as Felix asked. When I finished, I got up and walked out. Felix followed. No check and no concern for walking right past the cash register. That will be the last time either one of us visit that restaurant. Hey, the food is great, they must have a really good chef in the kitchen; but with wait staff that doesn't care about doing their job, I don't care about paying for service I didn't get. Also, I don't care about paying for the plate of food that I ate while Felix sat there waiting for someone to take his order. If incidents like this continue to happen, he won't go out in public with me anymore.

What is wrong with people today? Doesn't anyone give a shit about doing their job? (Here goes the old man telling you what is wrong with the world today. But, I am right and you damn well know it. LOL) When I was young, I would have been fired if I had let something like that happen. We used to run our asses off to be sure every customer got what they wanted. We lived and worked by the slogan, "The customer is always right". Not today. They act like the world owes them a living. Well, if I have anything to say about it, they can all starve their asses off.

This reminds me of another incident that happened to Felix and I about two months ago. We walked into a chain BBQ restaurant that has some really good BBQ. We were seated and we waited for a waitress to take our order. We waited. We waited and waited some more. After we had waited 12 minutes, we got up and walked out. On the way out, I stopped at the cashier's desk and asked for the manager.

The manager came out and asked what was wrong. I told him that this was the second time we have walked out of his restaurant because no one would come to our table to take our order. (Honestly, it was the second time.) He apologized and asked if we would be seated again; he would give us anything we wanted, on the house. OK, anyone would be a fool to pass up an offer like that. We ate about $40.00 worth of BBQ that afternoon. A little later he showed up at our table again, this time with a gift certificate for $20.00 to be redeemed at our next visit.

He said the wiatress that worked that table had been on break. I told him there were 5 other folks standing around in a corner, talking and laughing; but no one offered to wait on us. He said he would have a talk with his staff, and I could tell that he really had a TALK with them. They quickly scattered and went back to work

People who go to a restaurant are there to eat; not sit around and watch TV. Some young folks today act as if the world owes them a living. They don't give a shit about working, just pay them for showing up and looking cute. Really, I don't care how cute the boy looks, I am there to eat and it won't be him, I want food. Some girls think all men want to do is smell their snatch. Not me, lady. I don't like fish that smells rotten.

I guess I need to write another blog entitled "BITCH, BITCH, BITCH." There is just so much to complain about these days. You'll see, when you get old.

We stopped at a Wendy's where Felix had a Taco Salad. Poor Felix has had a bad weekend. Not only will he be taking on more work on his job (no pay increase); but some merchandise he ordered on the Internet turned out to be shit. The company won''t give his money back, they insist on an in-house credit. Who wants to order more crap from a company that sells shit? The credit card he used will not stand behind him. Felix returned the merchandise and will have to eat the loss.

i JUST LOVE FISHING TRIPS

Thought you might like to see this one. The fish that didn't get away. He is so proud of it.

DID I SAY SOMETHING WRONG??

Blogger seems to be acting up tonight. When I clicked on the bookmark in my browser for my blog I got nothing. All I got was a blank screen and the word "DONE" at the bottom of the screen. Are there censors out there? Did I say something wrong? Does someone not approve of what I have been saying? Was my post from last night censored? Did I offend King George?

Aw well, when they come knocking on my door, I will just not answer. I will sit on my couch, holding my little puddy kat and wave at them through the living room door. Me and the puddy kat will stick our tongues out at them.

I guess you know how much I care. This land of America is not a land of FREE SPEECH, it is a land of censored speech. Thou must not condemn the federal government. Thou must bow down to King George. That's the 11th and the 12th commandments.

I have another scathing post that says it to a T. The author, a newspaper columnist was having lunch at a nice restaurant when three Republicans at the next table bowed their heads and thanked God for what they had to eat, and then went on to condemn the poor blacks in New Orleans for looting and disobeying authority in not fleeing the city when they were told to. The columnist really lambasted the well-to-do trio for their uncaring attitude and condemnation in the name of God. The only reason I am not posting it is because it is L O N G. Also, because it is lost in a pile of incoming mail on AOL.

When I cut and paste from AOL, I must paste it to wordpad, then cut and paste to Blogger. That is a pain in the ass, if you know what I mean. Maybe I need a new blog host.

WE'RE IN THE MONEY, WE'RE IN THE MONEY

FEMA Will Not Continue Debit Card Plan

Cards Distributed in Dallas, Houston and San Antonio

I quote from an Associated Press article by Hope Yen.

"The federal government's relief agency said Friday it will discontinue its program to distribute $2,000 debit cards to hurricane victims and use bank deposits instead, two days after hastily announcing the novel plan to provide quick relief."

"The Federal Emergency Management Agency said it will scrap the program once officials finish distributing cards this weekend at shelters in Dallas, Houston and San Antonio, where many of the evacuees were moved. No cards will be issued to victims in other states".

Now, why does this not surprise me?

"Hurricane victims at other locations will have to apply for expedited aid through the agency's traditional route - filling out information on FEMA's Web site to receive direct bank deposits, FEMA spokeswoman Natalie Rule said."

How do you give money to a hurricane victim who does not have a bank account? Where will the direct deposit go? Some of those people were so poor that they barely had enough money to get food, much less had money in the bank. This is another one of King Georges screwups. I blame it on him; because of Harry Truman. It's all Harry's fault. He is the one with the sign on his desk that read, "The buck stops here".

Would someone please tell me when this policy changed. Who changed it? I guess the president and his screwed up administration can do anything they damn well want, and no one is to question them.

Now I am told the hurricane victims can receive money if they fill out the FEMA application ONLINE. Got that? They need to fill out an ONLINE application. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

That is as laughable as the rest of their handling of this disaster.

BATMAN AND ROBIN

When I was about 8 years old I was introduced to the comic book craze; but not Donald Duck, Mickey Mouse or the Bugs Bunny kind. I began to read and fantasize over the Batman and Robin comics. Those guys always had nice bulges in their pants. I think it is called a codpiece, the dictionary calls it a cover for male genitals.

That was all it took for me, a horny 8 year old boy to begin my infatuation with Batman and Robin. There were others in that genre of books. I think one was called Blackhawks, supposedly a quasi military bunch of guys that flew jet planes into combat against the bad guys. They always changed from street clothes into their tight costumes in a back room that was never depicted in the comic. Now what do you think that conjured up in my mind?

Do I really have to explain that to you. Visions of doing things that can not be drawn in comic books for underage boys. Oh, how I wanted to see what they did. How I wanted to be in that back room with them; all naked and hard. I knew what I would do and what I would help them to do.

I usually read these comics while laying face down in the living room floor. Trust me, I wiggled all over that floor with my right hand buried in my pants. I learned to masturbate from reading those comic books. There is more to this story, involving another boy also reading comics; but to go into detail would put this post in the catagory of porn. I will leave the rest to your imagination; but yes, it was good for me. Him, too.

Memories are wonderful, aren't they? Enjoy what you can, while you can; because you never know how long you will be able to. Tell your partner how much you love him/her and make love as often as you can. You will have great memories to share as you grow older.

Short post; but to the point, eh?

DON'T LIKE TREET, DON'T LIKE SPAM

You tell me why it is that some people can't just leave well enough alone. Why is it that some folks will fuck up a wet dream, a one car funeral? Why are there hackers that cause malicious damage to your computer. I understand the desire to hack, some folks are always trying to gain knowledge by any means; but to do damage to your system is plain childish.

I understand the desire to steal money. Some folks never get enough money and will do anything to get more, including stealing it. I have worked hard for my money, and I don't fall for the scams that I keep getting on the Internet. Many of them are scams to steal your money or infect your computer with key loggers or virus programs. The key logger will copy your credit card numbers and your passwords and transmit those to the hacker.

I want you to take notice that I am not screaming about what a numbnuts the present administration in Washington, D.C. is. Ooooh, I think I just made a boo boo. Oh well, you probably already knew that.

I hear there is a chance that some states will cut or entirely drop the state tax on gasoline while we are having such high prices at the pump. I have been paying 54.6 cents on every gallon to the good old state of Illinois. Over 54 cents tax per gallon. That is awfully high, don't you think? Yep, I know it goes to help repair the roads; but that sure is an awfully tax on something. Check out what your state gouges you for gas tax.

I came down pretty hard on the federal government's response to Hurricane Katrina, didn't I? Do you think I was being unreasonable? Well, I won't continue to beat the hell out of our present administration for being such nincompoops and illiterate boobs. Those poor boobs wouldn't even understand it. They do not have normal feelings like you and I do. They were born into the lap of luxury, they do not suffer inconviences like the rest of us do. They have enough money to buy anything they want. They can buy sex, they can buy big houses, they can buy judges, they can even buy the Supreme Court.

If the entire disaster hasn't gotten to you; you must be a robot. I sit here watching the 10 PM news and cry when I see the devastation that has occurred and the pain and suffering that the poeple have endured. I do not believe I have the stamina to live through such pain and such conditions those poor people did. To have to leave your home, take up shelter in a place that didn't provide that shelter or even food, water and toilet facilities. That just is incomprehensible to me. To not even have a toilet.

Every time I see a news report, I cry. Every time I hear the words, "FEMA was not there", I get enraged. I am ashamed of our federal government and anyone who does not share these feelings is inhuman.

STOCK UP AND BEWARE

I have no definitive source to attribute this to; but I am hearing rumors of a trucker's strike. They are protesting the high price of fuel. Can't really blame them for that. Those guys don't work on a cost plus basis, they bid so much for a job and hope to bring the trip in with a decent profit. With the fuel prices fluctuating so wildly it is almost impossible for a trucker to estimate his cost and give a difinitive bid on a haul.

I heard tonight the date was set for September 8. That is only two days away. I suggest you stock up on grocery supplies and things you buy weekly.

Brace yourself, folks. The aftermath of Hurricane Katrina is yet to be felt.

FEDERAL EMERGENCY MANAGEMENT AGENCY

Yesterday I ranted about FEMA. Here is a chronology of FEMA since Bush has taken over. FEMA was not intended to be a defense mechanism, it was a reaction mechanism. Reaction to disasters that required federal intervention. Intervention that the Bush administration withheld from the victims of Hurricane katrina. A friend sent this to me and I promised to post it for the rest of the world to see.

Laugh now. As if the rest of the world reads my blog. Ha Ha.

CHRONOLOGY....Here's a timeline that outlines the fate of both FEMA and flood control projects in New Orleans under the Bush administration. Read it and weep:

January 2001: Bush appoints Joe Allbaugh, a crony from Texas, as head of FEMA. Allbaugh has no previous experience in disaster management.

April 2001: Budget Director Mitch Daniels announces the Bush administration's goal of privatizing much of FEMA's work. In May, Allbaugh confirms that FEMA will be downsized: "Many are concerned that federal disaster assistance may have evolved into both an oversized entitlement program...." he said. "Expectations of when the federal government should be involved and the degree of involvement may have ballooned beyond what is an appropriate level."

2001: FEMA designates a major hurricane hitting New Orleans as one of the three "likeliest, most catastrophic disasters facing this country."

December 2002: After less than two years at FEMA, Allbaugh announces he is leaving to start up a consulting firm that advises companies seeking to do business in Iraq. He is succeeded by his deputy, Michael Brown, who, like Allbaugh, has no previous experience in disaster management.

March 2003: FEMA is downgraded from a cabinet level position and folded into the Department of Homeland Security. Its mission is refocused on fighting acts of terrorism.

2003: Under its new organization chart within DHS, FEMA's preparation and planning functions are reassigned to a new Office of Preparedness and Response. FEMA will henceforth focus only on response and recovery.

Summer 2004: FEMA denies Louisiana's pre-disaster mitigation funding requests. Says Jefferson Parish flood zone manager Tom Rodrigue: "You would think we would get maximum consideration....This is what the grant program called for. We were more than qualified for it."

June 2004: The Army Corps of Engineers budget for levee construction in New Orleans is slashed. Jefferson Parish emergency management chiefs Walter Maestri comments: "It appears that the money has been moved in the president's budget to handle homeland security and the war in Iraq, and I suppose that's the price we pay."

June 2005: Funding for the New Orleans district of the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers is cut by a record $71.2 million. One of the hardest-hit areas is the Southeast Louisiana Urban Flood Control Project, which was created after the May 1995 flood to improve drainage in Jefferson, Orleans and St. Tammany parishes.

August 2005: While New Orleans is undergoing a slow motion catastrophe, Bush mugs for the cameras, cuts a cake for John McCain, plays the guitar for Mark Wills, delivers an address about V-J day, and continues with his vacation. When he finally gets around to acknowledging the scope of the unfolding disaster, he delivers only a photo op on Air Force One and a flat, defensive, laundry list speech in the Rose Garden.

So: A crony with no relevant experience was installed as head of FEMA. Mitigation budgets for New Orleans were slashed even though it was known to be one of the top three risks in the country. FEMA was deliberately downsized as part of the Bush administration's conservative agenda to reduce the role of government. After DHS was created, FEMA's preparation and planning functions were taken away.

Actions have consequences. No one could predict that a hurricane the size of Katrina would hit this year, but the slow federal response when it did happen was no accident. It was the result of four years of deliberate Republican policy and budget choices that favor ideology and partisan loyalty at the expense of operational competence. It's the Bush administration in a nutshell.

I hope Senator Hillary Clinton's bill seeking to return FEMA to it's former position as a Presidential Cabinet Member and out from under DoHS succeeds.

NEW ORLEANS AND FEMA

OK, so I msised a whole week of posting on this blog. I must admit that the blog became the last thing on my feeble mind. With all the horrible disaster that happened in the southern part of the US, this blog simply took a back seat to the hurricane. I have been semi active on the radio in supporting the health and welfare messages to and from the disaster area.

Allow me to give my viewpoint on the whole mess. I am pissed, royally pissed at the federal government for being so damn slow in getting their dead asses down there and doing something to help evacuate the folks stuck in the damned superbowl.

WHY DIDN'T THE PEOPLE EVACUATE NEW ORLEANS?

How do you evacuate when you have no transportation? That should be the first question. Well, OK, maybe the first question should be, "How in the fuck do you evacuate when you have no legs to walk with?". George W. Numbmuts was so disgusted and put out when he discovered that there were still people stranded in New Orleans. Why? He had to cut short his vacation and his guitar playing.

New Orleans has been through many storms and hurricanes. They have had floods that they weathered quite well. This time the hurricane was so intense and the winds so strong that they caused Lake Pontchartrain to break through the levies and dikes. This had never happened before. Now, if it had, don't you think the people would have been better prepared? Of course they would. But G.W. Numbnuts doesn't understand. Well, the reason he doesn't understand is very simple. He is incapable of understanding the situation. He was raised with a fucking silver spoon in his mouth and has never had to face reality. Daddy always came to his aid, kept him from real military service.

The folks who didn't evacuate the city were stuck there without money and without transportation. Most of the people who live in those areas of the city are living below the poverty level. They are poor and they are black. Mr. Numbnuts would know nothing about that. One more thing to ponder--THEY ARE DEMOCRATS.

WHY DIDN'T THE DEPARTMENT OF HOMELAND SECURITY SEND IN FEMA?

Until Mr. Numbnuts created the Department of Homeland Security, FEMA was known as the FEDERAL EMERGENCY MANAGEMENT AGENCY, and it acted on it's own to help local emergency management in times of disaster. FEMA WAS NEVER INTENDED TO BE A MILITARY AGENCY. It does not belong in the Department of Homeland Security. FEMA has always acted on it's own, coming to the aid of those in need without waiting for the President to give the order through a stupid military chain of command. IT SEEMS THE REST OF THE FEDERAL GOVERNMENT IS AFRAID TO DO THEIR JOB WITHOUT DIRECT ORDER OF KING GEORGE.

I have never been so sick at heart than in seeing how weakly the United States Government responded to this disaster. It makes me ashamed to say that I am an American when I see the suffering that those stuck in the stupid, fucking, superdome had to endure. No drinking water and nothing to eat. Well, they didn't need that because they had no working toilets. Understand that, no place to take a shit. King Numbnuts flew over in his big silver bird, nice and comfy and looking disgusted that he had to be there. Boy, that picture said a lot about how UNCARING our King George really is.

WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO NOW?

Is the federal government going to rebuild New Orleans? Probably not. They will rebuild the oil refineries and the shipping businesses; but the poor folks who lost their homes--well what the hell, they are black and worse yet, they are Democrats. Kanye West said it correctly when he said that George W. Bush doesn't care about black people. The network couldn't cut him off fast enough. He got his full statement to the American public. He was the only one on that show who had the guts to say it; but I know many of the rest of the folks felt it.

Honestly, I think much of the rest of America feels the same way. This disaster could have been averted if proper maintenance on the levies and dikes had not been ignored. Bush cut the budget for the Corp of Engineers again. How are they supposed to maintain things without money? Well, we know where the money went, don't we? We are rebuilding a country that we improperly invaded. Do I need to say more on that? We must be sure that the savior of the United States has enough money to do it's job. Halliburton will get every cent they can. Bush will be sure of that. I wonder how many $200 gold toilet seats Halliburton will put in New Orleans? Hey, even the plastic ones cost $200 when Halliburton gets done.

RANT ON

I could rant and rave on and on about what you have already seen on TV. Why, you already know the story? The people are bing evacuated to other parts of the country. Some, never to see their relatives again. That's what I said, never to see their relatives again. Thnousands of people are still trapped in attics and thousands are floating in the streets, DEAD. Does our federal government give a shit? Hell NO. Those people didn't pay enough in income tax to matter to Bush and Mr. Halliburton. Oh, If you think Cheney has cut all ties to Halliburton, you must be the fucking good fairy. Where has he been lately? Hmmmm. Why worry about tax moeny from those poor people anyway, they are DEMOCRATS.

I can only hope that those displaced, poor, black, DEMOCRATS will be in a position to help turn some red states blue in the next election. I don't blame the federal government for the hurricane; I blame them for the poor response they gave to the disaster.