As the trail crew rumbled down the mountain road Kadizzle had no idea what he wanted to do. Kadizzle for sure did not want to hike up the Sycamore trail one more time. Cliff suggested Kadizzle work on clearing the brush from the off shoot trail to the dry waterfall. The idea appealed to Kadizzle and he made that his mission. The two fire ass warriors Mrs Kadizzle, and Cliff took off to find and extend the Sycamore Trail.
Kadizzle enjoyed the quiet as he used the loppers to refurbish the trail to the waterfall. Normally there is almost always water in Sycamore Creek, but this year the creek is dry as a popcorn fart. First Kadizzle had to figure out where the trail started. After getting the trail started and building a few rock markers for hikers Kadizzle made his way clearing brush toward the waterfall.
When the creek is flowing the waterfall is spectacular. Sycamore Creed drains a large area. This is the first year we have ever seen it dry. Cutting some nasty brush close to the waterfall Kadizzle thought he heard something. It was the sound of water trickling. Looking over at the stream just a couple hundred feet from the fall there was no water. Kadizzle set off to the fall. Indeed there was a little stream of water coming over the fall. It was a pleasant surprise. It was a stream of maybe five to ten gallons per minute, but where was it going?
The water was just soaking into the ground in a little pool. Two weeks earlier the whole gang had been at the fall and it was dry as a bone. Why was it running now? There had been a very small snow fall high up on the mountains. It seemed like an insignificant dusting, but apparently that was all it took. In this desert there must be huge pools of underground water. Those pools have to be filled before the streams can run.
What about the animals? After years of hiking Kadizzle has noticed how these streams will run high up near the top of the topography, but give out very quickly as they come down to the harsh desert. The bigger animals must move up with the water. The concentration of water must concentrate the animals. This must create a problem for the deer that can be attacked by the mountain lions. At some point the deer have to come to the water. Lunch is delivered.
Friday, February 02, 2018
Thursday, February 01, 2018
Bible Wisdom
Kadizzle is not religious in any traditional sense, but he does know a few bible quotes. How did Kadizzle become familiar with the good book? Way back when Kadizzle was in grade school the old church ladies did something that would be highly illegal today. Essentially they forced all the school kids on Wednesdays to cross the street and attend bible classes at Vance Church. Those old ladies had no clue how to deal with our gang. So of course we tormented them. First thing that would happen as the class got underway would be Charlie Jones throwing my bible out the window. Mrs Old Lady would call on Kadizzle to read some bible verse. I would be forced to reply " I can"t my bible fell out the window. To which Mrs Old Lady would say " Didn"t your bible fall out the window last week?"
Writing about this brings back memories. One of the most peculiar memories from bible school on Wednesday was the teacher taking the role. As the teacher called out the names each person would say here. Very sadly a nice girl we went to school with had passed away from leukemia. The bible school teacher called out names and when she came to the girls name someone in the class shouted out " She's dead". What sticks in Kadizzles mind is that the teacher called out the next name and everyone acted as if it was normal for students to die periodically. The casual way it took place with even the teacher making no comment always struck Kadizzle as so strange.
Now the next way Kadizzle got into religion was by listening to crooked preachers. WWVA radio station in the home town broadcast crooked preachers every night from six in the evening until every last old lady was robbed. To fall asleep Kadizzle would listen the crooks explain how the bible wanted old ladies to send them money. Billy Grahm, Pat Robinson, and a host of other crooks are still at it today.
Well this gets to the rest of the story. For God knows how long Kadizzle has been writing two letters per month to the Bismarck Tribune. Strangely the Tribune publishes every one of them. Yesterday the editor called to verify the latest letter. The latest letter uses Kadizzle's Bible knowledge to fire a rocket up the ass of the evangelicals. Pointing out the hypocrisy of evangelicals in the Trump era is so much fun. So thank you Mrs. Kiester (that was the real name of Mrs. Old Lady who taught bible school).
Writing about this brings back memories. One of the most peculiar memories from bible school on Wednesday was the teacher taking the role. As the teacher called out the names each person would say here. Very sadly a nice girl we went to school with had passed away from leukemia. The bible school teacher called out names and when she came to the girls name someone in the class shouted out " She's dead". What sticks in Kadizzles mind is that the teacher called out the next name and everyone acted as if it was normal for students to die periodically. The casual way it took place with even the teacher making no comment always struck Kadizzle as so strange.
Now the next way Kadizzle got into religion was by listening to crooked preachers. WWVA radio station in the home town broadcast crooked preachers every night from six in the evening until every last old lady was robbed. To fall asleep Kadizzle would listen the crooks explain how the bible wanted old ladies to send them money. Billy Grahm, Pat Robinson, and a host of other crooks are still at it today.
Well this gets to the rest of the story. For God knows how long Kadizzle has been writing two letters per month to the Bismarck Tribune. Strangely the Tribune publishes every one of them. Yesterday the editor called to verify the latest letter. The latest letter uses Kadizzle's Bible knowledge to fire a rocket up the ass of the evangelicals. Pointing out the hypocrisy of evangelicals in the Trump era is so much fun. So thank you Mrs. Kiester (that was the real name of Mrs. Old Lady who taught bible school).
Wednesday, January 31, 2018
Addicted
Jasper Littlebottom just peered out the door. The moon is up there in a partial eclipse by the Earth. Kadizzle is quickly pushing 69 years on the planet. This morning is a first in those 69 years. The Kadizzles at 5:20 A.M. are going to watch a Netflix series. Jasper is gets going on a series and there is no stop. The series is " Place to CAll Home". It takes place in Australia and the plot is a bowl of spaghetti with twists and turns.
So much of the plot evolves around the transition of society that takes place in the fifties. Social change is always an interesting thing. A major theme is a homosexual man and his marriage to a woman that realizes she has to help him cover up his true sexuality.
Well it will only be a short time before we are loading up a Forest Service Truck and heading out a desert trail to do some work. Last night the volunteers gathered at the scenic overlook for a moon party.
So the Earth and the moon will keep spinning about, and life goes on.
Checking out the door there it is the full eclipse. Dare say it is better than a sun eclipse. So this has not happened since 1866. The moon is close to Earth, the eclipse, and a blue moon. Add to all this a mentally ill president and indeed we are experiencing the Chinese proverb, " May you live in exciting times".
So much of the plot evolves around the transition of society that takes place in the fifties. Social change is always an interesting thing. A major theme is a homosexual man and his marriage to a woman that realizes she has to help him cover up his true sexuality.
Well it will only be a short time before we are loading up a Forest Service Truck and heading out a desert trail to do some work. Last night the volunteers gathered at the scenic overlook for a moon party.
So the Earth and the moon will keep spinning about, and life goes on.
Checking out the door there it is the full eclipse. Dare say it is better than a sun eclipse. So this has not happened since 1866. The moon is close to Earth, the eclipse, and a blue moon. Add to all this a mentally ill president and indeed we are experiencing the Chinese proverb, " May you live in exciting times".
Tuesday, January 30, 2018
Back in the Saddle
Quite filled the air back at Lake Roosevelt. Isolation from so many people buzzing about in their buzzmobiles. Flying into Phoenix was interesting. Out the plane window it was great on a clear day to see so many of the places the Kadizzles have explored for years on the ground. The plane gave a great view of Lake Cochiti near Santa Fe. The terrain around Lake Roosevelt was easy to see and decipher.
Tonight is a moon event when some of the volunteers will gather to see the blood moon. A potluck is planned as part of the event. Darch will show up and do some bike riding. Here we sit in one of our other worlds.
No exuberant "Hi" from Evie every morning. That was the highlight in Philadelphia. At one Evie only knows one word distinctly and it is her special greeting to everyone with a one year old wave. Sam and Megan love being parents. Kadizzle awaited forever the day when Megan would have her own little one. Megan always loved talking to dolls and making little doll scenarios. Now seeing her undivided attention to Evie is fun to watch.
Sitting back in the hinterland Kadizzle reflects on what a mess the outside world is. Cars, cars, cars, everywhere. Flying you look down and see acres and acres of parked cars. Cars are the worst drug ever for man kind. Sure they may have been a necessary evil, but it is time to have a different transportation system. The idea that it takes a five thousand pound vehicle to move one person is insane. The wasted fuel, the wasted resources, the wasted time, the wasted lives, and on it goes. Surely humans can come up with a better way to get from point A to point B. Planes also need to become a thing of the past. So much time is wasted sitting and waiting to get on a plane. Planes are packed and inconvenient. Think about the world. What if humans had put the effort into improving the lives of people instead of making sure there are as many cars as people in our country. One good news story. The next generation does not seem as infatuated with cars as the previous. Let the day begin.
Tonight is a moon event when some of the volunteers will gather to see the blood moon. A potluck is planned as part of the event. Darch will show up and do some bike riding. Here we sit in one of our other worlds.
No exuberant "Hi" from Evie every morning. That was the highlight in Philadelphia. At one Evie only knows one word distinctly and it is her special greeting to everyone with a one year old wave. Sam and Megan love being parents. Kadizzle awaited forever the day when Megan would have her own little one. Megan always loved talking to dolls and making little doll scenarios. Now seeing her undivided attention to Evie is fun to watch.
Sitting back in the hinterland Kadizzle reflects on what a mess the outside world is. Cars, cars, cars, everywhere. Flying you look down and see acres and acres of parked cars. Cars are the worst drug ever for man kind. Sure they may have been a necessary evil, but it is time to have a different transportation system. The idea that it takes a five thousand pound vehicle to move one person is insane. The wasted fuel, the wasted resources, the wasted time, the wasted lives, and on it goes. Surely humans can come up with a better way to get from point A to point B. Planes also need to become a thing of the past. So much time is wasted sitting and waiting to get on a plane. Planes are packed and inconvenient. Think about the world. What if humans had put the effort into improving the lives of people instead of making sure there are as many cars as people in our country. One good news story. The next generation does not seem as infatuated with cars as the previous. Let the day begin.
Monday, January 29, 2018
The Transition
9:00 A.M Eastern time. By 5:30 mountain time the Kadizzles will make the transition from the hustle bustle of big city life to the quiet of the desert. Seems like two such different worlds. Here people are packed shoulder to shoulder. Tomorrow no doubt we will be hiking somewhere with no one in miles. What a strange planet. Always overhead there are people in the aluminum tubes moving from one ant mound to the next.
In the background is CNN. On they go about nailing Trump. Just do it get rid of the pox on America.
Truly there are two different worlds. The red world of rural American has no idea all kinds of people live in cities. The country bumpkins think the country is made of gun totting Trump voting fools. On the other hand the people in the metropolitan areas don't know of the bubbas in the hinterlands. So at 10:45 we get in the magic tube and go to the other side of America. Walking around here in Philadelphia we see a lot of young people with children. People who care about education and health care. Once we land in the land of old retire goats things will be different. The old goats got theirs, and they are afraid someone will get their gold. Old goats don't want to pay for schools but would like to have some more war machines to protect their gold.
The people in the city don't seem to be afraid, but back in goat land about half the people are armed. There is a reality in the city. In the city you quickly learn we are all in this together. By necessity a lot of sharing and close proximity goes on. You have to trust a lot of people you don't know. Out in the hinterland the idea of independence and self reliance prevails. It is an illusion, we all rely on each other. Sadly Trump plays on differences, greed, and the idea that we need to protect the rich from the masses of poor that want their money. So here we go another day, a long day sitting in the tube. Everyone trying to pry a nickle from everyone else. Everyone trying to keep someone else from getting their nickle. The saddest thing in this whole game is that we have plenty. We have enough for everyone to have a good education, healthcare, and a decent home, but we just cannot manage to spread it around. Instead one percent of the population gorges on too much while the roads, schools, and health care system crumble. This has been the lesson of history no one learns.
In the background is CNN. On they go about nailing Trump. Just do it get rid of the pox on America.
Truly there are two different worlds. The red world of rural American has no idea all kinds of people live in cities. The country bumpkins think the country is made of gun totting Trump voting fools. On the other hand the people in the metropolitan areas don't know of the bubbas in the hinterlands. So at 10:45 we get in the magic tube and go to the other side of America. Walking around here in Philadelphia we see a lot of young people with children. People who care about education and health care. Once we land in the land of old retire goats things will be different. The old goats got theirs, and they are afraid someone will get their gold. Old goats don't want to pay for schools but would like to have some more war machines to protect their gold.
The people in the city don't seem to be afraid, but back in goat land about half the people are armed. There is a reality in the city. In the city you quickly learn we are all in this together. By necessity a lot of sharing and close proximity goes on. You have to trust a lot of people you don't know. Out in the hinterland the idea of independence and self reliance prevails. It is an illusion, we all rely on each other. Sadly Trump plays on differences, greed, and the idea that we need to protect the rich from the masses of poor that want their money. So here we go another day, a long day sitting in the tube. Everyone trying to pry a nickle from everyone else. Everyone trying to keep someone else from getting their nickle. The saddest thing in this whole game is that we have plenty. We have enough for everyone to have a good education, healthcare, and a decent home, but we just cannot manage to spread it around. Instead one percent of the population gorges on too much while the roads, schools, and health care system crumble. This has been the lesson of history no one learns.
Sunday, January 28, 2018
Mrs. Kadizzle has been intent on building a new home in Payson, AZ. Old Kadizzle is not sure this is a brilliant idea at this stage of life, but " she who must be obeyed" must be obeyed. So Kadizzle has spent hours designing the guest portion of the house. The plan is to end up with a three bedroom home. Two bedrooms will be in the main part of the house, and the third will be off the garage. One goal is to have the house surround a small patio area. Of course all of this is in the hands of the money gods. Shrining the house into the budget is a key. Builders assure us all houses run over budget by twenty to thirty percent.
Now to the nursing home. Once you blow your savings on a house you are on the path to a poor quality nursing home. Kadizzle doesn't plan on occupying the planet past the age of eighty. On the other hand Mrs. Kadizzle might well live beyond 100 according to computer simulations.
So what quality of depends will we get, and will we be eating soggy vegetables and mush? All these things need to be considered in building a house. The house itself will need wheelchair access, and if Kadizzle keeps eating large doors to remove his carcass.
It may be easier just to float to the finish line and continue to continue. Seems like most of our friends are lazily buzzing through their savings traveling and drinking good wine. Why are we bound to torture ourselves with a new residence.
Oh the hassle of getting rid of one home and building another. The hell with it, lets just stay put and fade away. This is the daily conundrum.
Back to Philadelphia, here we sit watching Evie like it is a Las Vegas production. Pancakes going in her mouth on the floor, and in the bib trough. Every move is eagerly awaited and fills the crowd with joy. The pumpkin who just turned one waves and says "Hi" . to grandpa as he comes down the steps. With this attitude she is assured of many happy returns in the future. When the pumpkin turns six grandpa will be 75. Lord have mercy. By then either the world will be blown up, or the world will have blown up people like the Trumpster. The grand finally could be the bursting of the stock market bubble. If the bubble breaks the Kadizzles may quickly be in survival mode. The future is a coin toss and uncertainty abounds with a mentally ill president, and a delusional Republican Party.
Now to the nursing home. Once you blow your savings on a house you are on the path to a poor quality nursing home. Kadizzle doesn't plan on occupying the planet past the age of eighty. On the other hand Mrs. Kadizzle might well live beyond 100 according to computer simulations.
So what quality of depends will we get, and will we be eating soggy vegetables and mush? All these things need to be considered in building a house. The house itself will need wheelchair access, and if Kadizzle keeps eating large doors to remove his carcass.
It may be easier just to float to the finish line and continue to continue. Seems like most of our friends are lazily buzzing through their savings traveling and drinking good wine. Why are we bound to torture ourselves with a new residence.
Oh the hassle of getting rid of one home and building another. The hell with it, lets just stay put and fade away. This is the daily conundrum.
Back to Philadelphia, here we sit watching Evie like it is a Las Vegas production. Pancakes going in her mouth on the floor, and in the bib trough. Every move is eagerly awaited and fills the crowd with joy. The pumpkin who just turned one waves and says "Hi" . to grandpa as he comes down the steps. With this attitude she is assured of many happy returns in the future. When the pumpkin turns six grandpa will be 75. Lord have mercy. By then either the world will be blown up, or the world will have blown up people like the Trumpster. The grand finally could be the bursting of the stock market bubble. If the bubble breaks the Kadizzles may quickly be in survival mode. The future is a coin toss and uncertainty abounds with a mentally ill president, and a delusional Republican Party.
Saturday, January 27, 2018
Grandpa Joy
Kadizzle always knew youngest daughter would go nuts when she had a real walking talking doll of her own. So here are three adults just sitting watching Sylvie eat pancakes. Cheech is in heaven with Evie. Evie can do the most simple thing and everyone is joyful. Seeing the little lady smile and wave as old granpa comes down the steps is a good start to a day.
Oh yes the clutter. How soon we forget how every child's toys have a million parts. Evie just like her mom and every kid loves to just pull things out of the toy box and scatter them. The birthday brought a truckload of plastic to scatter about.
Tony Sprinkleton the dog is living high as Evie throws pancakes on the floor.
Kadizzle set a new record reading "Murder Never Dies". A real surprise came when it hit Kadizzle that he had gone to grade school with one of the gang members mentioned in the book. Kadizzle distinctly remembers a cool morning standing on the steps at Woodsdale School. Bob Dorn was there. Bob was a big fat kid. Bob who according to the book spent a great part of his life was in the sixth grade with Kadizzle. As Dorn was standing there he kept moving his hands in a strange way over his sweat shirt that enclosed his entire fatness. Puzzled about his strange antics Kadizzle finally said " What is wrong with you?". Dorn held open the sleeve of his sweat shirt and a hamster crawled out. Two hamsters were residing in his sweat shirt. The Dorn family was a strange bunch. The had a sister Lorreta that wore tight leather pants and it was rumored that when they misbehaved their dad beat them with a bull whip. Apparently the child raising technique did not bode well. According to the book Dorn ran a shoplifting ring that operated all over the country stealing high end items.
Dorn went by the name Skinner in prison. As Kadizzle read quickly it did not occur to him that he had known a Dorn. Then on the last page of the chapter was a picture of Dorn. All of a sudden the mind clicked in and said holy shit that's him.
The Dorn family lived down by Wheeling Creek across the street from my uncle. Supposedly there had been occasions when the Dorns randomly fired a handgun at my uncles house.
Now the puzzling part of this is that the book says Dorn went to Lindsley. Lindsley was a military school in Wheeling where all the rich kids went to school. Kadizzle's memory is Dorn disappeared about sixth grade. The family seemed to be poor and it made no sense he went to Lindsley. However, it did seem that someone died and they came into money. Another prominent crime related friend Kadizzle knew well and grew up with was mentioned in the book. Ironically that kid and his brother both went to Lindsley. Their dad was the kingpin for the local gambling machines and they made millions with their illegal activities.
One thing Kadizzle noticed the author did that struck him as dishonest was a little story he told. The author took a popular humorous tale and dressed it up as the truth then inserted it in his book. Perhaps the author did not realize he was using an urban legend that has wide circulation.
Oh yes the clutter. How soon we forget how every child's toys have a million parts. Evie just like her mom and every kid loves to just pull things out of the toy box and scatter them. The birthday brought a truckload of plastic to scatter about.
Tony Sprinkleton the dog is living high as Evie throws pancakes on the floor.
Kadizzle set a new record reading "Murder Never Dies". A real surprise came when it hit Kadizzle that he had gone to grade school with one of the gang members mentioned in the book. Kadizzle distinctly remembers a cool morning standing on the steps at Woodsdale School. Bob Dorn was there. Bob was a big fat kid. Bob who according to the book spent a great part of his life was in the sixth grade with Kadizzle. As Dorn was standing there he kept moving his hands in a strange way over his sweat shirt that enclosed his entire fatness. Puzzled about his strange antics Kadizzle finally said " What is wrong with you?". Dorn held open the sleeve of his sweat shirt and a hamster crawled out. Two hamsters were residing in his sweat shirt. The Dorn family was a strange bunch. The had a sister Lorreta that wore tight leather pants and it was rumored that when they misbehaved their dad beat them with a bull whip. Apparently the child raising technique did not bode well. According to the book Dorn ran a shoplifting ring that operated all over the country stealing high end items.
Dorn went by the name Skinner in prison. As Kadizzle read quickly it did not occur to him that he had known a Dorn. Then on the last page of the chapter was a picture of Dorn. All of a sudden the mind clicked in and said holy shit that's him.
The Dorn family lived down by Wheeling Creek across the street from my uncle. Supposedly there had been occasions when the Dorns randomly fired a handgun at my uncles house.
Now the puzzling part of this is that the book says Dorn went to Lindsley. Lindsley was a military school in Wheeling where all the rich kids went to school. Kadizzle's memory is Dorn disappeared about sixth grade. The family seemed to be poor and it made no sense he went to Lindsley. However, it did seem that someone died and they came into money. Another prominent crime related friend Kadizzle knew well and grew up with was mentioned in the book. Ironically that kid and his brother both went to Lindsley. Their dad was the kingpin for the local gambling machines and they made millions with their illegal activities.
One thing Kadizzle noticed the author did that struck him as dishonest was a little story he told. The author took a popular humorous tale and dressed it up as the truth then inserted it in his book. Perhaps the author did not realize he was using an urban legend that has wide circulation.
Friday, January 26, 2018
Reading for Hours
Kadizzle grew up in Wheeling, West Virginia. A couple days ago older brother Tom told of a book about Wheeling crime. "Murder Never Dies" is a complete history of crime in my home town. The book is fascinating because so many of the names and places are familiar. Additionally my grandfather was mayor when a lot of this was going on. To top it off a childhood friend was the son of one of the major players in the illegal activities.
The story revolves around the two men who were deeply involved in the mafia, drugs, gambling, prostitution, you name it. Once upon a time Kadizzle was walking across the Suspension Bridge in Wheeling. A convertible pulled up beside us. My friend knew the guy. Paul Hankish was in the car. He is one of the two men the book relates to. Kadizzle never had any idea this man was one of the biggest crime figures ever in the United States. Hankish offered to take us for a boat ride on the Ohio River. Not many weeks after the boat ride Hankish went out to start his car one morning. Explosives meant to kill him went off. He was not killed, but his legs were blown off. When he came to in the hospital he was asking for my friends father.
The book is amazing. How the author got so much inside information is amazing. Organized crime was connected in the book to the Kennedys, Eisenhower, Nixon, and right on down the line. The alliance between politicians and criminals was amazing. Reading frantically Kadizzle is trying to find mention of his friends family. It has not yet come up.
Reading familiar names and places is fascinating. What one quickly comes to realize is how dependent the city was on gambling a prostitution. The city fathers knew the economy was closely tied to the illegal activities and had a strange way of dealing with it.
The City of Wheeling levied fines on all illegal activity. No one went to jail, the fines were really a tax. If you had prostration, you were fined so much a month. If you had slot machines you again paid a monthly fine.
The hypocrisy was insane. One story in the book relates to how a charitable group wanted to raise money for crippled children. They enlisted the local mafia to sponsor a casino night. Hankish brought in professional card sharks, and dice game managers. The crooked gambling with loaded dice, and marked cards netted the charity $25,000. The symbiotic relationship between crime and religion was incredible.
The story revolves around the two men who were deeply involved in the mafia, drugs, gambling, prostitution, you name it. Once upon a time Kadizzle was walking across the Suspension Bridge in Wheeling. A convertible pulled up beside us. My friend knew the guy. Paul Hankish was in the car. He is one of the two men the book relates to. Kadizzle never had any idea this man was one of the biggest crime figures ever in the United States. Hankish offered to take us for a boat ride on the Ohio River. Not many weeks after the boat ride Hankish went out to start his car one morning. Explosives meant to kill him went off. He was not killed, but his legs were blown off. When he came to in the hospital he was asking for my friends father.
The book is amazing. How the author got so much inside information is amazing. Organized crime was connected in the book to the Kennedys, Eisenhower, Nixon, and right on down the line. The alliance between politicians and criminals was amazing. Reading frantically Kadizzle is trying to find mention of his friends family. It has not yet come up.
Reading familiar names and places is fascinating. What one quickly comes to realize is how dependent the city was on gambling a prostitution. The city fathers knew the economy was closely tied to the illegal activities and had a strange way of dealing with it.
The City of Wheeling levied fines on all illegal activity. No one went to jail, the fines were really a tax. If you had prostration, you were fined so much a month. If you had slot machines you again paid a monthly fine.
The hypocrisy was insane. One story in the book relates to how a charitable group wanted to raise money for crippled children. They enlisted the local mafia to sponsor a casino night. Hankish brought in professional card sharks, and dice game managers. The crooked gambling with loaded dice, and marked cards netted the charity $25,000. The symbiotic relationship between crime and religion was incredible.
Thursday, January 25, 2018
The Skittle Bug
That same sun that will rise in Arizona is already up in Philadelphia. Megan is busy with her soon to be one year old Skittle Bug. Four adults sit in amazement watching the little girl do the things one year olds do. Of course the grandmas have gone crazy buying clothes and toys. This naturally leads to a house of clutter. Megan when she was little played with all kind of little animals. It only took 35 years of wondering about how Megan would enjoy a real live doll.
Now Megan is a full fledged Mom. Megan is our fashion designer. Meg or Cheech as Kadizzle likes to call her decided to go into fashion design. When Cheech decides to do something it is going to happen. Cheech graduated from art school and then took off for New York City. It was game on. Cheech started her own design business, but that takes a lot of loot. In no time she had a couple things mentioned in some national fashion magazines. Without enough capital the one man or should I say lady show came to and end and Cheech went to work for Macy's. Cheech went on to work for another big company and then on to her current job in Philadelphia.
So here we sit in the land of the crawling Skittle Bug. How exciting to have a one year old wave at you and say hi. Evie's cousin in Denver will have a blast with the new cousin. Sylvie is thriving in Denver. Since grandpa is bragging he may as well go on. Sylvie has been put in the special class for advanced learners and she has a great teacher. First it was Egypt the mummies, and pyramids. Then World War Two. Now Sylvie is fascinated with space and the universe.
Since both grandchildren are only children they thrive on attention. Old Kadizzle was just one of a litter of nine. Amazing he learned to read at all.
Now Megan is a full fledged Mom. Megan is our fashion designer. Meg or Cheech as Kadizzle likes to call her decided to go into fashion design. When Cheech decides to do something it is going to happen. Cheech graduated from art school and then took off for New York City. It was game on. Cheech started her own design business, but that takes a lot of loot. In no time she had a couple things mentioned in some national fashion magazines. Without enough capital the one man or should I say lady show came to and end and Cheech went to work for Macy's. Cheech went on to work for another big company and then on to her current job in Philadelphia.
So here we sit in the land of the crawling Skittle Bug. How exciting to have a one year old wave at you and say hi. Evie's cousin in Denver will have a blast with the new cousin. Sylvie is thriving in Denver. Since grandpa is bragging he may as well go on. Sylvie has been put in the special class for advanced learners and she has a great teacher. First it was Egypt the mummies, and pyramids. Then World War Two. Now Sylvie is fascinated with space and the universe.
Since both grandchildren are only children they thrive on attention. Old Kadizzle was just one of a litter of nine. Amazing he learned to read at all.
Wednesday, January 24, 2018
Urban Insanity
Up at 4:30 A.M so we could be off to Philadelphia to celebrate Smiley McGumphley's fist birthday. In the back seat of the truck was a bigger than life stuffed rattlesnake from the National Monument the Mrs. just had to buy for McGumphley.
There are just too damn many people on this planet. Phoenix and then Philadelphia both are just crawling with traffic and people. Jammed on the plane and in traffic is so different from wandering the mountains. Yesterday with Diane we were miles up a mountain stream with no other person anywhere. Then today the thickness of humanity was spread like human peanut butter everywhere. Airports say it so well, the hustle bustle of people going so fast to really get from one no place to the next. It seems like our cities have grown like diseases, no planned places for people to live. Every airport seems like it was laid out by a snake slithering through the sand.
Riding to Florida with Ned, Kadizzle figured out how much of our country would be covered if all the cars were side by side. The calculation ended up showing the state of Rhode Island could be completely covered with cars. Keep in mind this does not include the buses and trucks. We worship cares. In Phoenix we buzzed past people because we were in the HOV lane. The other four lanes crawled with one person per car.
So here we are enjoying our little grand daughter pushing herself with her walker around the dinning room table to our delight. Sam and Megan have bought a home they are remodeling to move into and they are excited to show us the new place.
There are just too damn many people on this planet. Phoenix and then Philadelphia both are just crawling with traffic and people. Jammed on the plane and in traffic is so different from wandering the mountains. Yesterday with Diane we were miles up a mountain stream with no other person anywhere. Then today the thickness of humanity was spread like human peanut butter everywhere. Airports say it so well, the hustle bustle of people going so fast to really get from one no place to the next. It seems like our cities have grown like diseases, no planned places for people to live. Every airport seems like it was laid out by a snake slithering through the sand.
Riding to Florida with Ned, Kadizzle figured out how much of our country would be covered if all the cars were side by side. The calculation ended up showing the state of Rhode Island could be completely covered with cars. Keep in mind this does not include the buses and trucks. We worship cares. In Phoenix we buzzed past people because we were in the HOV lane. The other four lanes crawled with one person per car.
So here we are enjoying our little grand daughter pushing herself with her walker around the dinning room table to our delight. Sam and Megan have bought a home they are remodeling to move into and they are excited to show us the new place.
Tuesday, January 23, 2018
Down to Six
Yesterday Kadizzle lost a sister. Kathleen passed away at noon. That leaves six of us out of the original nine. Kathleen was taller and bigger than most of us. When a family squabble would break out among us Kathleen was like Russia. She was a big country and when she chose a side that side would win. A fond memory of Kate as she wanted to be called was watching her on the diving board. The sisters went to the YMCA and did a lot of trampoline work. Kadizzle tried all the time to be good on the diving board. On a good day Kadizzle could do one and a half flips before hitting the water. Kate was a much better diver and could do some amazing dives. At the time like every member of the family she was in athletic shape. Later in life like everyone else she put on some weight. Always in later life Kadizzle would look at Kate and see her as a shapely diver, not one afflicted with gravity.
Kadizzle and Kate turned out to be the two writers in the family. Kate was into history and wrote many articles about West Virginia History, Wheeling History, and also wrote several articles for the West Virginia state magazine. She ran a blog site for the neighborhood where we grew up.
Our home town of Wheeling, West Virginia had some incredible cemeteries. The old rich folks had astounding grave markers that today would have cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. Kate did a historic cemetery tour every year with friends. As part of the tour the guides dressed in period costumes. Kate loved to make costumes.
So last night Kadizzle laid in bed and thought about how we are being picked off. By no means are we being taking in order. The original shock was when Colin died at age 49. That inspired Kadizzle to retire at 50. Louise who is fourth from the beginning got up in the middle of the night and went to sleep forever on the couch. Now Kate is gone. So Melissa the oldest, Tom, Amy, Suzie, myself, and Patty are still in the game. No one is looking forward to the next dice roll.
Kadizzle and Kate turned out to be the two writers in the family. Kate was into history and wrote many articles about West Virginia History, Wheeling History, and also wrote several articles for the West Virginia state magazine. She ran a blog site for the neighborhood where we grew up.
Our home town of Wheeling, West Virginia had some incredible cemeteries. The old rich folks had astounding grave markers that today would have cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. Kate did a historic cemetery tour every year with friends. As part of the tour the guides dressed in period costumes. Kate loved to make costumes.
So last night Kadizzle laid in bed and thought about how we are being picked off. By no means are we being taking in order. The original shock was when Colin died at age 49. That inspired Kadizzle to retire at 50. Louise who is fourth from the beginning got up in the middle of the night and went to sleep forever on the couch. Now Kate is gone. So Melissa the oldest, Tom, Amy, Suzie, myself, and Patty are still in the game. No one is looking forward to the next dice roll.
Monday, January 22, 2018
How much do we need?
The thought just flashed through my mind sitting here in the Earth module, how much do I really need? If I need to eat there is a table right over there. On that wall is a TV. There are two comfortable chairs. The view if we had to pay for it would be worth millions. The bathroom is just fine. One good shower will come from the water heater then person two has to wait 15 minutes. The stove is right there and Jasper Littlebottom cooks up a storm. Everything is about three steps away.
Back at the mansion in North Dakota we have a basement with two bedrooms. Sometimes it seems like months before we ever even see them. In the upstairs in ND the living room is rarely used. The fireplace often goes for a year with no use. There is no yard here, but the one in North Dakota takes money, hours of work, and waste water, fertilizer and time.
The Earth Module is about eight feet wide and 27 feet long. The living room at home is almost three times bigger, but you cannot hook a truck on the living room and move it to the side of a mountain. We have great neighbors in North Dakota, but the nice thing about the Earth Module is if the neighbors are mean or noisy, just hook up and move.
The Earth Module is so small heating it is a snap. If one wanted the solar panel could be hooked up and the sun would provide the electricity. Worst case scenario in the Earth module would be buy some propane now and then, but it is magnitudes cheaper than the home place.
Cold outside? No problem with an Earth Module, just move farther south. Too hot, go farther north. Taxes? What are they? No property tax no house payment.
So this all comes full circle to one of Kadizzle's rules to live by. " A man is rich in accordance to what he can afford to do without."
Back at the mansion in North Dakota we have a basement with two bedrooms. Sometimes it seems like months before we ever even see them. In the upstairs in ND the living room is rarely used. The fireplace often goes for a year with no use. There is no yard here, but the one in North Dakota takes money, hours of work, and waste water, fertilizer and time.
The Earth Module is about eight feet wide and 27 feet long. The living room at home is almost three times bigger, but you cannot hook a truck on the living room and move it to the side of a mountain. We have great neighbors in North Dakota, but the nice thing about the Earth Module is if the neighbors are mean or noisy, just hook up and move.
The Earth Module is so small heating it is a snap. If one wanted the solar panel could be hooked up and the sun would provide the electricity. Worst case scenario in the Earth module would be buy some propane now and then, but it is magnitudes cheaper than the home place.
Cold outside? No problem with an Earth Module, just move farther south. Too hot, go farther north. Taxes? What are they? No property tax no house payment.
So this all comes full circle to one of Kadizzle's rules to live by. " A man is rich in accordance to what he can afford to do without."
Will the sun come up?
With the government shut down Kadizzle sits here looking out the window. Will the sun come up? There seems to be a sliver of light. Remember the old saying about the rooster crowing? The Rooster thought his crowing was what brought the sun up. That chicken ended up on the table fried. If only the chickens in Washington could be fried.
The heat puff is going full bore. The thermometer in the bedroom read 41 when we awakened. Now in the main salon it is cozy and warm as we drink our first cup of coffee. Mrs. Kadizzle is chomping at the bit with an unexplained desire to wash the sheets.
It looks like a trip to Globe is in order for groceries today. Kadizzle will get to try out his new credit card and see if he actually gets thirty five cents per gallon discount on gas. Later to day an old North Dakota sailing friend will show up and join us for some exploring and hiking.
The clock reads 7:08 and they seem to be having problems getting the sun up. It is getting red in the East.
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The heat puff is going full bore. The thermometer in the bedroom read 41 when we awakened. Now in the main salon it is cozy and warm as we drink our first cup of coffee. Mrs. Kadizzle is chomping at the bit with an unexplained desire to wash the sheets.
It looks like a trip to Globe is in order for groceries today. Kadizzle will get to try out his new credit card and see if he actually gets thirty five cents per gallon discount on gas. Later to day an old North Dakota sailing friend will show up and join us for some exploring and hiking.
The clock reads 7:08 and they seem to be having problems getting the sun up. It is getting red in the East.
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Sunday, January 21, 2018
The walker
Grandpa and Grandma just got a joyful video of Evie putting along pushing a cart learning to walk. So much fun to see the little girl make such great accomplishments. Videos of Sylvie skiing, and Evie learning motor skills are a delight.
Now the bad news, It wasn't but a couple weeks ago Kadizzle was in a Florida nursing home watching seniors progress with their walkers. Here is Evie about to turn one, and it makes Kadizzle realize someday there will be an Evie about to turn one hundred. The future is something we would all generally like to ignore. Time has a way of working with the sun to fade everything. Our strength fades, our sight fades and so it goes. There is hope, spring, springs eternal The old life is replaced by the new.
The big question comes. What do we leave for Evie, and Sylvie? Do they get clean oceans, air, forest, trails, waterfalls? We can ignore the moving hands of the clock or we can embrace the future. Kadizzle feels like he lived in a somewhat golden age. Never hungry, never cold, never really wanting, a good life unfolded. So much of what Kadizzle enjoyed came because of the people before him. Soldiers saved our country, scientist made life better, teachers taught us to learn and enjoy, but now there is uncertainty. Going backwards has been made acceptable. Selfishness has reached a new popularity, religion has been turned on it's head, community spirit has disappeared, and the workplace has just become a means of exploration.
So we had our fun, and now our fun is watching the little ones enjoy life. Are we going to sit idly by and let Donald Trump usher in the Dark Ages?
Now the bad news, It wasn't but a couple weeks ago Kadizzle was in a Florida nursing home watching seniors progress with their walkers. Here is Evie about to turn one, and it makes Kadizzle realize someday there will be an Evie about to turn one hundred. The future is something we would all generally like to ignore. Time has a way of working with the sun to fade everything. Our strength fades, our sight fades and so it goes. There is hope, spring, springs eternal The old life is replaced by the new.
The big question comes. What do we leave for Evie, and Sylvie? Do they get clean oceans, air, forest, trails, waterfalls? We can ignore the moving hands of the clock or we can embrace the future. Kadizzle feels like he lived in a somewhat golden age. Never hungry, never cold, never really wanting, a good life unfolded. So much of what Kadizzle enjoyed came because of the people before him. Soldiers saved our country, scientist made life better, teachers taught us to learn and enjoy, but now there is uncertainty. Going backwards has been made acceptable. Selfishness has reached a new popularity, religion has been turned on it's head, community spirit has disappeared, and the workplace has just become a means of exploration.
So we had our fun, and now our fun is watching the little ones enjoy life. Are we going to sit idly by and let Donald Trump usher in the Dark Ages?
Still Alive
When our kids were growing up we often thought they had two sets of friends. They had their lake friends and their town friends. Since we sailed every weekend the kids got to see their lake sailing buddies weekly. Now as adults we still have our sailing friends, and have added our RV friends. So from winter to summer it is like the stage set is simply changed. Living in the small confines of a sailboat in the summer and the small confines of the Earth Module in the winter.
Sailors and winter travelers all have that need to roam and explore. The sailing friends have pretty much been the same people for many years, but in the camping life new people constantly come and go. On the lake you gather up in a bay here or there. In the southwest you bump into friends in Utah, Nevada, or Arizona. Since we have wintered and worked for The National Forest Service we are mostly in the same place all winter, but that works too. Our traveling friends stop for a week or two and we hike, eat, and lounge together. The natural order of things is that one person is introduced to another because we all have the same interest. Everyone likes to hike, biking is also common. A few of the men like to explore the back country by motorcycle.
Everyone finds little gems of places to visit. There is a vast supply of nooks and crannies to park campers. Inevitably we end up at home in North Dakota and some of our traveling buddies stop by. Another certainty in this life style are invitations to nice home bases, and other adventures.
There is an international flavor to all of this also. About half our winter friends are Canadians. A few times we have become close with some Europeans. The mixing and matching is always fun. The great thing about this play are the characters that keep changing.
So as life would have it this winter a lot of our sailing friends are in the southwest and we will get a chance to share some trails with them. In the end life is what you make it. If you want to sit on your ass and watch television that is your choice, but until they develop 3D television you will miss a lot.
Sailors and winter travelers all have that need to roam and explore. The sailing friends have pretty much been the same people for many years, but in the camping life new people constantly come and go. On the lake you gather up in a bay here or there. In the southwest you bump into friends in Utah, Nevada, or Arizona. Since we have wintered and worked for The National Forest Service we are mostly in the same place all winter, but that works too. Our traveling friends stop for a week or two and we hike, eat, and lounge together. The natural order of things is that one person is introduced to another because we all have the same interest. Everyone likes to hike, biking is also common. A few of the men like to explore the back country by motorcycle.
Everyone finds little gems of places to visit. There is a vast supply of nooks and crannies to park campers. Inevitably we end up at home in North Dakota and some of our traveling buddies stop by. Another certainty in this life style are invitations to nice home bases, and other adventures.
There is an international flavor to all of this also. About half our winter friends are Canadians. A few times we have become close with some Europeans. The mixing and matching is always fun. The great thing about this play are the characters that keep changing.
So as life would have it this winter a lot of our sailing friends are in the southwest and we will get a chance to share some trails with them. In the end life is what you make it. If you want to sit on your ass and watch television that is your choice, but until they develop 3D television you will miss a lot.
Saturday, January 20, 2018
What?
You have probably had the same experience Kadizzle has had many times. You meet someone new. The conversation goes well and then suddenly it takes a turn. The person veers off into insane conspiracy theories. The Trilateral Commission was a typical one. A bunch of secret bankers that run the world. Now the Republicans are trying to fertilize a new one, the Deep State. Once you make up a magical organization all you have to do is blame everything on it.
Remember if you are an old fart the whole McCarthy thing. Communist were everywhere and every evil was caused by communist. It all blew up when McCarthy decided just about everyone who disagreed with him was a communist. You could not tell a real communist from an imagined one.
Well the communist went down the tubes. So now we need some good old fashioned imaginary enemies. Rush Limbaugh, and Fox News are right there to help. A popular new boggy man are socialist. Your typical American really doesn't know what socialism is, so it is just great to use socialism as the magical enemy. The whole idea is to exploit ignorance. The problem with socialism if you really understand it is the success socialist countries have had. Socialist countries have better education, better health care, happier people, and participate in fewer wars. Another aspect of socialism is the number of socialist organizations in our country. The police , the garbage men, the fire department are all basically socialist organizations. They are owned by the people and serve the people and no profit is involved. Take this a step further. In North Dakota you have socialist gas stations, socialist phone companies, socialist electric companies, and the list goes on.
Fomenting conspiracies has always worked to fool the simple minded. The crusades were a good example. Blaming the Jews always is reliable. Now of course you have the Donald stirring up hate for shit hole countries, Mexico, and all of Africa. We are good people, but bad people are out to get us. So give me some money for guns, and walls and I will protect you from socialist, shit hole people, and anyone that is after you. Are we really this stupid?
Remember if you are an old fart the whole McCarthy thing. Communist were everywhere and every evil was caused by communist. It all blew up when McCarthy decided just about everyone who disagreed with him was a communist. You could not tell a real communist from an imagined one.
Well the communist went down the tubes. So now we need some good old fashioned imaginary enemies. Rush Limbaugh, and Fox News are right there to help. A popular new boggy man are socialist. Your typical American really doesn't know what socialism is, so it is just great to use socialism as the magical enemy. The whole idea is to exploit ignorance. The problem with socialism if you really understand it is the success socialist countries have had. Socialist countries have better education, better health care, happier people, and participate in fewer wars. Another aspect of socialism is the number of socialist organizations in our country. The police , the garbage men, the fire department are all basically socialist organizations. They are owned by the people and serve the people and no profit is involved. Take this a step further. In North Dakota you have socialist gas stations, socialist phone companies, socialist electric companies, and the list goes on.
Fomenting conspiracies has always worked to fool the simple minded. The crusades were a good example. Blaming the Jews always is reliable. Now of course you have the Donald stirring up hate for shit hole countries, Mexico, and all of Africa. We are good people, but bad people are out to get us. So give me some money for guns, and walls and I will protect you from socialist, shit hole people, and anyone that is after you. Are we really this stupid?
Friday, January 19, 2018
A day off
A sleep in day, no working on trails. So the Kadizzles are us doing the usual update with NPR in the background. A crazy world, is alive and spinning. A president, mentally ill, absolutely immoral and crooked, yet about 36 percent of the population is blind to the facts. ( It will be useful if you watch the Pink Elephant prank video posted nearby)
38% of the people you meet, talk to, buy from, live next to are incurably stupid. Logic, news, reality, just does not penetrate their minds. Trump lies with every breath, and 38% of Americans just don't notice. Within hours he Trump contradicts himself. Trump tells people he lied about Obama being born in Kenya. Trump lies and says he will give out his tax returns. How can you miss his lying?
This whole miasma is illustrated by the pink elephant video. Fox News pulls the pink elephant everyday on the public and it works.
38% of the people you meet, talk to, buy from, live next to are incurably stupid. Logic, news, reality, just does not penetrate their minds. Trump lies with every breath, and 38% of Americans just don't notice. Within hours he Trump contradicts himself. Trump tells people he lied about Obama being born in Kenya. Trump lies and says he will give out his tax returns. How can you miss his lying?
This whole miasma is illustrated by the pink elephant video. Fox News pulls the pink elephant everyday on the public and it works.
Thursday, January 18, 2018
Time is marching on
Sometimes it seems like time speeds up and then other times it slows down. Now the Earth has tilted toward spring. So here goes another cycle. In no time at all it will be boat launch time. Summer will wisk by. Sometimes it seems like the spinning of the Earth is getting faster.
NPR just said crude oil prices are on the rise. North Dakota will maybe go into the boom cycle. Oil is a strange barometer for the world. Every time the price goes up the oil wells start pumping and drive the price down. Western North Dakota had a lot of stuff sitting idle. It will be interesting to see if breath comes back to the Williston area.
The Kadizzles sit here drinking coffee working on the morning update. In the background NPR gets us up to date on the crazy man who pretends to be president. NPR says a majority of Americans think Trump's first year is a failure. Of course he is still popular with the delusional. The chief rodent gets some nasty scores on his polling.
We will start the day clueless of what we are going to do today. There will be six of us possibly crowed into a pickup truck headed into the wilderness. Six people working for free while Trump shovels tax cuts to the rich. Trump and his gang of thieves are starving the government so the parks and forest fall into disrepair. Who cares?
NPR just said crude oil prices are on the rise. North Dakota will maybe go into the boom cycle. Oil is a strange barometer for the world. Every time the price goes up the oil wells start pumping and drive the price down. Western North Dakota had a lot of stuff sitting idle. It will be interesting to see if breath comes back to the Williston area.
The Kadizzles sit here drinking coffee working on the morning update. In the background NPR gets us up to date on the crazy man who pretends to be president. NPR says a majority of Americans think Trump's first year is a failure. Of course he is still popular with the delusional. The chief rodent gets some nasty scores on his polling.
We will start the day clueless of what we are going to do today. There will be six of us possibly crowed into a pickup truck headed into the wilderness. Six people working for free while Trump shovels tax cuts to the rich. Trump and his gang of thieves are starving the government so the parks and forest fall into disrepair. Who cares?
Wednesday, January 17, 2018
Things that wind through the Wilderness
There is way more wilderness in our country than most people can comprehend. Yesterday Kadizzle set off by himself to find a trail. For days our trail crew has been working on the Sycamore Creek trail. We have been clearing and improving the trail. A major project is finding the trail. That was Kadizzles goal yesterday. Who made these trails is a question one always wonders. Was it Indians, was it miners, was it cattle people, was it the CCC, the Forest Service, who made the trail. It might have simply been animals. Usually you can tell if the trail was an old road. If you see some stone work it may have been cattle people or the CCC. Often the trails go to a spring.
When you drive along the road and look at the mountains you don't realize how much land is between you and the mountain peaks. You think there is very little, but just get out and walk, then you will find out how much wilderness there is. So much of our work is related somehow or other to the Arizona Trail. The Arizona trail goes from Mexico to Utah. It is 800 miles long. Often we meet people who are walking that 800 miles. This is not a walk in the park. Around here water is a problem. If you are going to walk the trail you may need a support person that places water at certain key points. Finding your way can be at times tricky. The trail is not always a trail. Sometimes the trail is a road, and sometimes you come down out of the mountains to cross a bridge. People on the trail will see land few people ever get to see. Think about your typical person. Most people only get to see the country from a car or airplane. Cars and plains are limited to where they can go.
When you drive along the road and look at the mountains you don't realize how much land is between you and the mountain peaks. You think there is very little, but just get out and walk, then you will find out how much wilderness there is. So much of our work is related somehow or other to the Arizona Trail. The Arizona trail goes from Mexico to Utah. It is 800 miles long. Often we meet people who are walking that 800 miles. This is not a walk in the park. Around here water is a problem. If you are going to walk the trail you may need a support person that places water at certain key points. Finding your way can be at times tricky. The trail is not always a trail. Sometimes the trail is a road, and sometimes you come down out of the mountains to cross a bridge. People on the trail will see land few people ever get to see. Think about your typical person. Most people only get to see the country from a car or airplane. Cars and plains are limited to where they can go.
Monday, January 15, 2018
Bum Update
The sun set just a fraction of time ago. It is dark and how quickly things cool down is amazing. Mrs. Kadizzle is cooking onions for her chili. The onion fumes are burning old Kadizzle's eyes. Today got off to a slow lazy start. The plan was to take Cindy the horse camp host up the mountain so she could understand how the trails ran. The trail system is confusing and takes awhile to learn. So up the road we went bouncing like ping pong balls in a clothes dryer. Cindy got to ride on one of the nastiest roads around, but we did show her how the Frazier Trail ran up to the Arizona Trail. Since we were already up there we went on to the Cotton Wood Trail. Cindy was impressed with the natural beauty back in the wilds.
After our exploration Mrs. Kadizzle took off on her bike and Kadizzle rode the Yamaha toward Windy Hill Campground. After giving the mostly empty campground a good once over Kadizzle turned toward home. Up ahead was a car with the hood up. As Kadizzle approached he realized it was Mr. Bummore. The bum staying at the horse camp. Perplexed that his car had severyly overheated Bummore was waiting for the car to cool to where he could drive it again. Kadizzle tried to help by fetching water for the radiator. Bummore managed to get back to the horse camp where his strange collection of junk lay scattered about like a garage sale.
How do people like bums like Bummore think. Bummore has owned his car for three months and is a clueless mechanic. The bum mindset is special. A bum has about a 24 hour look into the future. Bums don' think in terms of what will happen next week or two days from now. Bums live in the present. The car runs right now. I have food right now. Bums don't think about what will happen when the car breaks down, as a bum car surely will. Bums don't think about what will happen when it rains, or there is no fuel to cook the hot dogs. So Bummore is over there in the horse camp stuck with a car that will never make it out of here. No matter which way you go there is a steep long, long hill to climb. That is exactly how the life of a bum works. A bum sinks into a low spot and is faced with a steep climb. Bummore said he was going to leave tomorrow and head for Payson. Stay tuned. Perhaps Kadizzle can give you an update tomorrow.
After our exploration Mrs. Kadizzle took off on her bike and Kadizzle rode the Yamaha toward Windy Hill Campground. After giving the mostly empty campground a good once over Kadizzle turned toward home. Up ahead was a car with the hood up. As Kadizzle approached he realized it was Mr. Bummore. The bum staying at the horse camp. Perplexed that his car had severyly overheated Bummore was waiting for the car to cool to where he could drive it again. Kadizzle tried to help by fetching water for the radiator. Bummore managed to get back to the horse camp where his strange collection of junk lay scattered about like a garage sale.
How do people like bums like Bummore think. Bummore has owned his car for three months and is a clueless mechanic. The bum mindset is special. A bum has about a 24 hour look into the future. Bums don' think in terms of what will happen next week or two days from now. Bums live in the present. The car runs right now. I have food right now. Bums don't think about what will happen when the car breaks down, as a bum car surely will. Bums don't think about what will happen when it rains, or there is no fuel to cook the hot dogs. So Bummore is over there in the horse camp stuck with a car that will never make it out of here. No matter which way you go there is a steep long, long hill to climb. That is exactly how the life of a bum works. A bum sinks into a low spot and is faced with a steep climb. Bummore said he was going to leave tomorrow and head for Payson. Stay tuned. Perhaps Kadizzle can give you an update tomorrow.
Another Bum or scholar
If you have read this nonsense for a long time you might remember stories about Gary, Kadizzle's old bum friend. The other day Kadizzle rode down to the horse camp on his motorcycle. The makings of a bum nest were apparent. Not sure of this bum's name, but Kadizzle stopped for a chat. Here is a guy living out of his car and sleeping in a tent. Who knows if he paid the fee to stay there or not. All sorts of stuff was stacked on the picnic table. A combo cot and lounge chair was on the gravel. The tent was set up and as is the custom there is a bum dog. Like Gary this guy seemed to be a reader. He said he had been a radio dispatcher for the fire department. Talking to him for awhile he seemed reasonably intelligent. At some point he said " I was once told I have a good face for radio". He did not have the best of teeth. Bum's don't seem to go to dentist. Stopping by on a different day the new guy in the neighborhood said he was going to the star party up at the National Monument. How many people are wondering around trying to survive from one camp ground to the next?
Saturday, January 13, 2018
Johnny the Historian.
Johnny is 88 and has a sharp mind. Between Johnny and his dog Bessie they know where abosolutely everything around Roosevelt Lake is. The reason Johnny knows is because he helped built it all from the roads, to the trails, to the buildings. The Forest Service considers Johnny a walking blueprint. When you need to know the location of a pipe, or an electric line get Johnny.
So today we hopped into to the car with Johnny to see the old CCC cabin on the other side of the lake. Of course Johnny knew the whole history. The cabin is fed by a spring. We walked about half a mile up to the spring. The spring seemed in an abnormal place. It was out on a ridge. The water must have come from the mountains above. After the tour of the cabin Johnny showed us where the old CCC powder magazines were.
So today we hopped into to the car with Johnny to see the old CCC cabin on the other side of the lake. Of course Johnny knew the whole history. The cabin is fed by a spring. We walked about half a mile up to the spring. The spring seemed in an abnormal place. It was out on a ridge. The water must have come from the mountains above. After the tour of the cabin Johnny showed us where the old CCC powder magazines were.
Friday, January 12, 2018
Then there were six
A sister is soon to meet her demise. Kadizzle is one of nine kids. Who knows what the parents were thinking, but they turned us out like a factory. Sadly the first to go was my younger brother. A heart attack suddenly and unexpectedly shot him down. About two years ago another heart attack got number four. The whole thing seems like a dice game. When you hit this age you see the other leaves drop from the tree and you know you are on that tree and the wind will blow.
Nine kids sewn like seeds in the wind and into the world. Each of us went in a different direction. The tides of life pushed and pulled us into deep water and onto the beach. The stories and adventures along with the tragedies, and the victories are all there. All things considered there was a lot of success. The gene pool mixed and churned and produced nine variations of uncles, aunts, grandparents, and generations back through history.
Nine people can make a lot of choices, and God knows we did. We lived in California, West Virginia, Oregon, Pennsylvania, North Dakota, and Arizona. Mix us together and you were sure to get stories and laughter was a given. Our parents did not live to see all the successes, and thank God they missed some of the failures. One thing we all leaned two kids are plenty. No one had more than two. If you leaned nothing else you got a passing grade for realizing the folly of over production. Often Kadizzle says to himself, what were they thinking. Then he realizes since he was near the end of the line it was a good thing they were not thinking.
So one by one we will be picked off. No one escapes. All the money, all the prayers, and all the medicine cannot keep us going forever. If there is one lesson be kind, enjoy, and be thankful. In the end it is each other we will treasure. Someone shaped us into who we are. A lot of Kadizzle got shaped by eight other people that ate at the same table, surrounded the same Christmas tree, and shared the same home. So here we are 2018. How many more mile post will we make. It is a time to reflect, and a time to watch the children, and the grandchildren flourish with joy.
Nine kids sewn like seeds in the wind and into the world. Each of us went in a different direction. The tides of life pushed and pulled us into deep water and onto the beach. The stories and adventures along with the tragedies, and the victories are all there. All things considered there was a lot of success. The gene pool mixed and churned and produced nine variations of uncles, aunts, grandparents, and generations back through history.
Nine people can make a lot of choices, and God knows we did. We lived in California, West Virginia, Oregon, Pennsylvania, North Dakota, and Arizona. Mix us together and you were sure to get stories and laughter was a given. Our parents did not live to see all the successes, and thank God they missed some of the failures. One thing we all leaned two kids are plenty. No one had more than two. If you leaned nothing else you got a passing grade for realizing the folly of over production. Often Kadizzle says to himself, what were they thinking. Then he realizes since he was near the end of the line it was a good thing they were not thinking.
So one by one we will be picked off. No one escapes. All the money, all the prayers, and all the medicine cannot keep us going forever. If there is one lesson be kind, enjoy, and be thankful. In the end it is each other we will treasure. Someone shaped us into who we are. A lot of Kadizzle got shaped by eight other people that ate at the same table, surrounded the same Christmas tree, and shared the same home. So here we are 2018. How many more mile post will we make. It is a time to reflect, and a time to watch the children, and the grandchildren flourish with joy.
An old Favorite
Hiking and working on the trail yesterday Kadizzle got to see one of his favorite displays. Since the Air Force practices with jets here about once a week we see them scream by. Yesterday a jest dropped right down into the canyon Kadizzle was in. It seemed so close it might blow his hat off. The canyon is long, deep, and narrow. Kadizzle was in a great spot to see the guy go overhead by about 200 ft. The technology is amazing. How can someone fly like that and not crash. As the pilot went over the rest of the crew farther down he did a roll then ducked over the next mountain. It was better than an air show.
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Robots don't pay taxes
Reading and article in the NYT it just hit Kadizzle robots do not pay taxes. What does this mean? It simply means Trump has pulled off an amazing win. You buy a robot to do the work of six people. The government loses six tax payers. The company makes more money and Trump set it up so corporate taxes are lower. Six people are out of work and the corporation gets a tax break. So the rich get richer, and the economy no longer works. It will take awhile for the deficits to kill us, but it will surely happen. Meanwhile the rich and the Republican sing to the bank.
In the end it cannot work. Society will have to change. Democratic socialism is the only answer. Europe has embraced it. Most Americans are clueless about what it is. When the old economics does not work, you have to share the work and share the results of the work. The rich will fight it to the end by buying all the legislators they need. In the end it will fail. You cannot buy love, and you cannot buy your way out of a society swamped in poverty. Fair distribution of the fruits of labor is the only way around the looming mess. Usually the fairness comes from a war, a depression, or some sort of massive social change that is not good for the ruling class. Class warfare is on, get you economic gun ready.
In the end it cannot work. Society will have to change. Democratic socialism is the only answer. Europe has embraced it. Most Americans are clueless about what it is. When the old economics does not work, you have to share the work and share the results of the work. The rich will fight it to the end by buying all the legislators they need. In the end it will fail. You cannot buy love, and you cannot buy your way out of a society swamped in poverty. Fair distribution of the fruits of labor is the only way around the looming mess. Usually the fairness comes from a war, a depression, or some sort of massive social change that is not good for the ruling class. Class warfare is on, get you economic gun ready.
Wednesday, January 10, 2018
Two nasty roads
Kadizzle played a giant round of dare to be stupid. Larry is doing photography for our volunteer group that works for The Forest Service. Larry is not familiar with the roads and trails so Kadizzle took Larry into the back country. More than once the thought " Maybe I shouldn't be doing this" went through Kadizzle's mind. The first road we traveled is so steep that gravity may overtake the ability to stop the downward motion. To be safe Kadizzle got out and walked down the road to test for just how slipper it was. We tried to get a jeep, but ended up with a four wheel drive truck. The second road was just as bad.
Larry managed to get some good shots even though it was a nasty day. Click on this one and enlarge it.
Rain in the desert
At last the rain has come. Not much, but it did settle the dust. The area needs a lot more to get anywhere near average. Of course climate change is not a problem. Talking with some Forest Service employees Kadizzle found out they have a prohibited word list supplied by the Trump gang. You know you have a problem when the government tells it's agencies which words it can use. Can you use the word biggly? Trump won biggly you know and the American public lost biggly. Trump has told us he is a genius and he has good words. Wow, what a combination, a genius with good words.
With the rain the trail crew has to cook up something to do today. One task might be patrolling for litter. It would be nice just to hide in the bushes with a stick and jump out to bop the people who throw the Bud Light cans down. It is the deplorables that voted for Trump that are the same people throwing beer cans. Only a deplorable would just toss a beer can out the window. The worst thing anywhere are cigarette butts. People willing to kill themselves for a puff of poison have very little qualms about tossing the weed butts on the ground. Since this is an attack on degenerates may as well add one more group. Now everyone likes a campfire, but clean it up when you are done, and you don't get to make your campfire in the middle of the parking lot.
With the rain the trail crew has to cook up something to do today. One task might be patrolling for litter. It would be nice just to hide in the bushes with a stick and jump out to bop the people who throw the Bud Light cans down. It is the deplorables that voted for Trump that are the same people throwing beer cans. Only a deplorable would just toss a beer can out the window. The worst thing anywhere are cigarette butts. People willing to kill themselves for a puff of poison have very little qualms about tossing the weed butts on the ground. Since this is an attack on degenerates may as well add one more group. Now everyone likes a campfire, but clean it up when you are done, and you don't get to make your campfire in the middle of the parking lot.
Monday, January 08, 2018
IQ test
Got up today and measured my IQ. Next I realized Trump and I measure our IQ the same way. We go in the bathroom and stand on this little square platform. It gives you your IQ instantly. Like Trump mine has been going up steadily. Around Christmas it started to surge. Strangely when I exercise my IQ and blood pressure go down. Like Trump I have realized my IQ can go up if I eat at McDonalds and lay in bed with Kentucky Fried Chicken.
Most people do not have an IQ over 200. Kadizzle does. You see a lot of people with high IQs driving the electric carts at Wallmart. There is good evidence high IQ people voted trump into office. My IQ machine will read your IQ in lbs or kilograms. You are smarter in pounds than kilograms. That is how I got really smart.
Trump has taught me a lot about being intelligent. All you have to do is simply declare yourself intelligent. Can you imagine Trump at a job interview. "What do you consider your greatest strengths?". " I am really intelligent, biggly stable, and I have a big button". "What do you think would be a good strategy for acquiring wealth?" " Start by inheriting money, then buy things without paying your bills, hide your income tax, and go bankrupt a couple times if you need to".
Our children need a role model, and we are so glad Trump has shown them what skilled lying, nasty talk, and broken promises can do if properly applied.
Most people do not have an IQ over 200. Kadizzle does. You see a lot of people with high IQs driving the electric carts at Wallmart. There is good evidence high IQ people voted trump into office. My IQ machine will read your IQ in lbs or kilograms. You are smarter in pounds than kilograms. That is how I got really smart.
Trump has taught me a lot about being intelligent. All you have to do is simply declare yourself intelligent. Can you imagine Trump at a job interview. "What do you consider your greatest strengths?". " I am really intelligent, biggly stable, and I have a big button". "What do you think would be a good strategy for acquiring wealth?" " Start by inheriting money, then buy things without paying your bills, hide your income tax, and go bankrupt a couple times if you need to".
Our children need a role model, and we are so glad Trump has shown them what skilled lying, nasty talk, and broken promises can do if properly applied.
Sunday, January 07, 2018
I am mentally stable and a genius.
I am mentally stable and a genius. Well I am not really sure. The other day I put on my "Make America Great Again" hat to see what it felt like to be an idiot. Well last night I did another experiment. In Payson the other day Kadizzle saved $1.20 buying gas with his shopping points. Then the experiment started. With the big savings Kadizzle bought a lottery ticket. That put Kadizzle on schedule to win 570 million dollars last night at 8:49. Like a Trump voter Kadizzle had to work for several days to figure out how he would adjust to his new bank account prior to winning. It took up a little time and the whole job of how to spend the money never got done. It simple a lot could just be given away. As the clock ticked toward the chosen time the excitement got too much to bear. 8:59 came and the numbers were chosen. Not a simple number came up that Kadizzle had. Kadizzle felt like an idiot that just pissed away $2.00. Two dollars worth of idiotic dreaming. No problem Kadizzle is winning every day as Trump makes America great. Just as he promised Trump has boosted the stock market. Trump gave me a dream for free. All Kadizzle had to do was believe just like he did with the lottery ticket. Trump has a big button, and he is a stable genius. No more money going to the lottery, but a thank you note going to the Republicans for the free fantasy they provide every day. Now the Republicans have a better scheme. You don't give your money to the lottery , you just give your tax dollars to the rich. This works as well as the hat, Kadizzle feels like an idiot.
Saturday, January 06, 2018
Listen to the Elders
Emily the youngest member of our trail crew is going to take off for Mesa on a bike. At 37 she may wish by the end of the day she listened to the old goats. Emily is going to ride down the Apache trail. The Apache trail is over twenty miles of gravel and the road hangs on cliffs for most of the way. Now add to this mix cars going by with tourist constantly stirring up dust. If Emily makes it she will wish she had never attempted the ride, but who knows. Kadizzle and Mrs. are headed to Mesa today to see friends. If we connect with Darch Kadizzle may try out his electric bike. The helicopter just took off beside our camper. The Game and Fish department is doing their annual survey of game. Last time they saw a mountain lion with cubs.
Since Trump let everyone know he is " a mentally stable genius" Kadizzle has decided to let the world know he also is a mentally stable genius. Just in case anyone forgot. Unfortunately I don't have a big button. My little button keeps coming lose and Mrs. Kadizzle tells me to zip up my pants. Someday Kadizzle wants to have a big button like Trump. We can all feel so much safer and better now that Trump has assured us he is a genius and a mentally stable one at that. So strange so many of his staff call him a ******* moron or idiot.
Since Trump let everyone know he is " a mentally stable genius" Kadizzle has decided to let the world know he also is a mentally stable genius. Just in case anyone forgot. Unfortunately I don't have a big button. My little button keeps coming lose and Mrs. Kadizzle tells me to zip up my pants. Someday Kadizzle wants to have a big button like Trump. We can all feel so much safer and better now that Trump has assured us he is a genius and a mentally stable one at that. So strange so many of his staff call him a ******* moron or idiot.
Friday, January 05, 2018
Kadizzle in Wonderland
The news is running on NPR in the background. If someone had predicted a man advocating grabbing women by the private parts would be elected president ten years ago people would have said " No way". No one would believe we now have a president who plays with nuclear weapons like fireworks. A man with the mind of child is president. Most incredibly so many of his own staff call him an idiot a F***king moron, and so on. We have a political party that has nothing but disdain for the truth, science, and reality. Income inequality is insane. The stock market clearly shows as the train runs down the track headed for the most amazing crash the people on the train are in the bar car enjoying the ride. The guy on the news right this minute is talking about the U.S. borrowing. We borrow to finance the stuffed animals we buy from China at Walmart. While our roads and bridges fall down in front of us we give the richest family in the world, the Waltons, a 52 billion dollar tax break. In my little town Kadizzle thought the people in charge had some sense. The guy who ran the gas plant went to a Trump rally and then voted for him. The guy who used to be mayor voted for Trump. Have they learned anything, no. Now they are in the fairyland watching Fox believing Santa will come their lottery ticket is the right one, and Jesus loves greedy bastards like Trump.
Wednesday, January 03, 2018
How dry can it get?
Humans have a unique ability to ignore a calamity. California burns, so what? Various crises loom and slowly sneak upon us. Once upon a time people from all over the country were sent to Arizona for the clean air. No one noticed but the clean air is now yellow. We are drowning in our own filth and we elected a president who wants to roll back any hope for improvements.
Not long ago Kadizzle drove through Pensacola, Florida. With brother in law Ned we drove his aunt Amy around the old neighborhood where she used to live so she could see her old house. The neighborhood has become a run down poverty soaked suburb. Later Kadizzle remarked to someone about the poverty. They looked puzzled and seemed to be asking " What are you talking about?". Then Kadizzle realized the dilemma. Most people don't drive through the bad areas of our country. Most people can make it to work without seeing the mess where the other people live. Our country has been divided into the haves, and the have nots. On a worldwide scale we have the same mess. The people in developed countries don't see their neighbors living in squalor. If I don't see it, it does not exist. This concept eventually catches up.
Monday, January 01, 2018
Star Wars Idiocy
The trail crew went to a Star Wars Movie yesterday and then had a nice dinner. The Star Wars movie was terrible. The sound was so loud Kadizzle tore up part of the popcorn bag and stuffed it in his ears. Kadizzle is hard of hearning and that helped little. As a former Safety professional there is no question any workplace with noise levels like that theater would be in violation. Every Star Wars Movie is exactly the same. The last one Kadizzle endured was in the Red Rocks amphitheater near Denver. Same crap, same problem with noise. Star Wars is the Fox News of the movie business, just a dumbed down fantasy the simple minded find entertaining.
So here we are in the new year. It will be a special year. Up is now down, good is bad, rich is poor, and dirty is clean. Trump has obliterated common sense, science, morality, religion, and common decency. Truth no longer exist and perhaps has been lost forever. That is the bad news. Apparently the stock market could care less. Again nothing makes sense. The clock is ticking and we are all getting older. Worst of all is aging. Our old bodies are slowly giving up. Eyes can no longer see like they used to and ears have been blown away by a life of too much noise. Then of course there is the gravity. We all know the gravity has been turned up to almost max. Well we will do the best we can and fight a noble fight to bring back democracy.
So here we are in the new year. It will be a special year. Up is now down, good is bad, rich is poor, and dirty is clean. Trump has obliterated common sense, science, morality, religion, and common decency. Truth no longer exist and perhaps has been lost forever. That is the bad news. Apparently the stock market could care less. Again nothing makes sense. The clock is ticking and we are all getting older. Worst of all is aging. Our old bodies are slowly giving up. Eyes can no longer see like they used to and ears have been blown away by a life of too much noise. Then of course there is the gravity. We all know the gravity has been turned up to almost max. Well we will do the best we can and fight a noble fight to bring back democracy.
Sunday, December 31, 2017
The Celebration
The motley crew of brush hackers will celebrate New Years in Payson. The plan is a movie, and a dinner. Kadizzle and Mrs. have been watching a Netflix series. The series is A PLACE CALLED HOME. The setting is in Australia in 1953. The story is in the style of Upstairs Downstairs. It is always amazing to see something that is put together with no car chases, shootings, or the usual drivel that keeps churning out of Hollywood.
The story revolves around a rich family that has a gay son. The son married to cover up his homosexuality. His wife gradually catches on. It is interesting to see how attitudes have evolved since 1953.
So here comes a new year. It will be hard to surpass the insanity and unbelief of 2017. No one would have ever guessed how deep stupidly runs in our country. The number of Hoopleheads and the ease with which they can be manipulated is something that took every thinking person by surprise. It is like finding our your house is infested with termites. Europe should have given us a clue. The British voted to leave the European Union. English Hoopleheads showed us how easy you can shoot your own foot off. Of course our Hoopleheads had to out do them.
So the question is will we come out of the fog in 2018? Will the Fox News, Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hannity liars prevail or will science and reason come back? There was something called the Dark Ages is this era coming again. The depression was brought on when greed got out of hand in the thirties. Social safety nets restored sanity. Now with glee the prosperity we had from a healthy middles class is being shattered in the name of trickle down economics.
The story revolves around a rich family that has a gay son. The son married to cover up his homosexuality. His wife gradually catches on. It is interesting to see how attitudes have evolved since 1953.
So here comes a new year. It will be hard to surpass the insanity and unbelief of 2017. No one would have ever guessed how deep stupidly runs in our country. The number of Hoopleheads and the ease with which they can be manipulated is something that took every thinking person by surprise. It is like finding our your house is infested with termites. Europe should have given us a clue. The British voted to leave the European Union. English Hoopleheads showed us how easy you can shoot your own foot off. Of course our Hoopleheads had to out do them.
So the question is will we come out of the fog in 2018? Will the Fox News, Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hannity liars prevail or will science and reason come back? There was something called the Dark Ages is this era coming again. The depression was brought on when greed got out of hand in the thirties. Social safety nets restored sanity. Now with glee the prosperity we had from a healthy middles class is being shattered in the name of trickle down economics.
The Heart Attack
Early yesterday Cliff took Bill to Globe. Poor old Bill was having a painful heart attack. This morning Bill will have surgery. Bill is a skinny little guy that cast no shadow when he turns side ways. Bill has been volunteering for a long time. A retired machinist Bill is a great guy to have when you need something fixed.
So this is the world we live in. Bill works for free, and contributes to the goodness of the world. Our leader the most vile man ever elected president, and his Republican buddies want to screw Bill out of health care and anything else they can. Trump will give every person with an income of one million dollars a year an additional $69,000 dollars. Meanwhile people don't have a pot to piss in and work for free. What kind of a country gives a four percent tax break to someone who doesn't need it and a one percent break to those on the bottom. The greed driven insanity of the Republicans is hard to take when you see a good person with nothing working for free while the Republicans set it up so the Walton family of Walmart can pass on 52 billion tax free. The insanity only gets deeper when you read how the " Christians " ushered in this reign of greed.
There are so many people doing so much good with so little, then you have people like the Koch brothers, some of the richest people in the country, waking up every day trying to destroy the working class. From the Republican perspective poor people are just lazy welfare cheats. Perhaps Republicans should spend a day picking fruit or trimming trees. The Waltons have no problem with grandma standing at the door of their Walmart making minimum wage while the CEO gets $8,000 per hour. That blasted lazy grandma should have gone to Harvard and become a nuclear physicist. It was grannies fault her parents could not afford to send her to private school. So along comes the Republican Jesus who approves of all this. After all the Pope lives in splendor while the peasants in South America pick the coffee beans by hand. One of the Walton ladies built a 600 million dollar art gallery in Bentonville Ark. Who cares if the bridges are falling down and the subways in New York don't work, enjoy the art. So this year the Republicans will try to take away social security, health care for poor children, and build up the bloated military. Meanwhile Bill has surgery today and maybe he can recover and come back and work for free so more money can be available for Trump to golf.
So this is the world we live in. Bill works for free, and contributes to the goodness of the world. Our leader the most vile man ever elected president, and his Republican buddies want to screw Bill out of health care and anything else they can. Trump will give every person with an income of one million dollars a year an additional $69,000 dollars. Meanwhile people don't have a pot to piss in and work for free. What kind of a country gives a four percent tax break to someone who doesn't need it and a one percent break to those on the bottom. The greed driven insanity of the Republicans is hard to take when you see a good person with nothing working for free while the Republicans set it up so the Walton family of Walmart can pass on 52 billion tax free. The insanity only gets deeper when you read how the " Christians " ushered in this reign of greed.
There are so many people doing so much good with so little, then you have people like the Koch brothers, some of the richest people in the country, waking up every day trying to destroy the working class. From the Republican perspective poor people are just lazy welfare cheats. Perhaps Republicans should spend a day picking fruit or trimming trees. The Waltons have no problem with grandma standing at the door of their Walmart making minimum wage while the CEO gets $8,000 per hour. That blasted lazy grandma should have gone to Harvard and become a nuclear physicist. It was grannies fault her parents could not afford to send her to private school. So along comes the Republican Jesus who approves of all this. After all the Pope lives in splendor while the peasants in South America pick the coffee beans by hand. One of the Walton ladies built a 600 million dollar art gallery in Bentonville Ark. Who cares if the bridges are falling down and the subways in New York don't work, enjoy the art. So this year the Republicans will try to take away social security, health care for poor children, and build up the bloated military. Meanwhile Bill has surgery today and maybe he can recover and come back and work for free so more money can be available for Trump to golf.
Saturday, December 30, 2017
A Run to town
The horse ladies in the articles below are coming for dinner, so we have to make a run to town for supplies. Looks like another perfect day. Yesterday Bernice the horse lady said she has been bathing in the lake. Bernice is 64, Kadizzle has jumped in some cold water, but would not voluntarily get into the lake to wash. There are solar showers in the campgrounds here. Even a lukewarm solar shower would be a great leap over the lake. It is amazing how people can acclimatize. Since we come from North Dakota our idea of warm is different from the people who live in AZ. On a lot of days we are in shorts and a T shirt, the natives are bundled up like it is a blizzard.
Friday, December 29, 2017
Lady Long Rider
So Kadizzle hauled the Mrs. down to the horse camp. Bernice's friend another adventure lady shared stories with us. If you want the full story you can go to Bernice's facebook page or check out her story at www.endofthetrail.com. Strangely Bernice was formerly a classical ballet instructor. Ironically she knew the woman that taught our children ballet in Hazen. Little did we know the woman who taught our kids was a very well know dancer. Bernice will soon be riding and camping alone on the Mexican border. All the brave gun totting hombres should take a lesson from this woman.
Strangely some of the most famous long distance riders by horse come through our horse camp. The people who made the movie Unbroken stopped at the horse camp. That was the guys who rode from Mexico to Canada.
Talking to Bernice it was interesting to note that the horse culture is like the RV culture. Some well to do horse people stop and fiddle with their horses, combing and pruning and then go for a 45 minute ride. Returning to their elaborate horse trailer and motor home that was the day. You see this with the RV crowd. Old willy pulls up in his half million dollar mother home and immediately gets out and starts to polish. On the other end of the spectrum you meet hikers with nothing buy what they can carry on their back. In Bernice,s case she has nothing but what she can carry on two horses. Apparently the horses only food is what they can forage. The horses of the rich get taken to a McDonalds at the end of the day for straw and hay burgers.
Well Mrs Kadizzle and Bernice are out riding each with a can of beer, so Kadizzle will just have to live on peanuts till they get back.
Can you smell a scam?
Yesterday Kadizzle was contacted on Facebook by an old friend. It was not really an old friend, but someone who had hacked into his account. The communication had the smell of a scam. Sometimes it is fun to play along with scammers. Kadizzle would get the call from the guy in India doing the Microsoft scam. The fellow with a strong accent would say punch this key and that key to fix the so called virus. Kadizzle would pretend like he was doing it and act confused. The whole thing took up a lot of the scammers time and eventually the scammer figured out he was being scammed.
There are more sophisticated scams like the ones the Republicans do. They tell a bunch of idiots they can get rich by giving tax breaks to the rich. Religion has always been the most productive scam. Look at how religious leaders have raked millions from ignorant poor people who think they can donate their way to heaven.
Casinos are the next best thing to religion for scamming people. Both religion and casinos are legal, but only religion is tax free. Casinos do let a few people win to make the scam look legitimate. Republicans let a few people win to promote their scam. All good scammers know you need to make it look like you can win. Every good Republican will say that all you need to win is persistence and hard work. Usually your persistence and hard work come out better if you father gave you a bank or a car dealership. Donald Trump brags how he is a self made man with a gift of a million dollars from his father and a loan of another eight million. Didn't your dad give you a million and lend you eight. No, problem, just work hard.
Imagine a hundred yard dash where your competitor gets a fifty yard head start. Now your Republican competitor will tell you when he wins you were just lazy, did not practice enough, and were not motivated. So the poor are a bunch of welfare cheats. The guy born in a mansion just cannot understand why the ghetto dweller ask for help. Now want some whipped cream on your fantasy. Republicans feel they do not have enough of a head start so they want to do away with the inheritance tax. At one time you could only inherit one million dollars tax free. It went up to 3.4, but that is not enough of a head start. Republicans want to totally eliminate the inheritance tax, which will mean the Waltons who own Walmart will pass on 52 billion tax free.
Back to the hundred yard dash. Imagine being in high school and lining up for the race. The referee tells you competitor he gets a 50 yard head start. You object and ask why. The referee explains it is just like the inheritance tax. You competitors father won the race when he was in high school, so his son get the fifty yard head start. Seems like perverse unfair logic, but Republicans believe this and have sold it to the working class as part of the greatest scam on Earth. Now every good Republican will tell you " They earned it they can do whatever they want with their money". Now comes the problem. The people who inherit the cash did not earn it, but they can do whatever they want with their money. If they want to give it to their kids remember it is their money. So now it goes on for generations.
What is welfare? Most people believe welfare is getting something for nothing. So if you are the sperm of a rich man and you win the race to the egg chances are you will get welfare, or should we say something for nothing. What happened to good old fairness and equality. Well we all stand an equal chance of being born the child of a rich person.
There are more sophisticated scams like the ones the Republicans do. They tell a bunch of idiots they can get rich by giving tax breaks to the rich. Religion has always been the most productive scam. Look at how religious leaders have raked millions from ignorant poor people who think they can donate their way to heaven.
Casinos are the next best thing to religion for scamming people. Both religion and casinos are legal, but only religion is tax free. Casinos do let a few people win to make the scam look legitimate. Republicans let a few people win to promote their scam. All good scammers know you need to make it look like you can win. Every good Republican will say that all you need to win is persistence and hard work. Usually your persistence and hard work come out better if you father gave you a bank or a car dealership. Donald Trump brags how he is a self made man with a gift of a million dollars from his father and a loan of another eight million. Didn't your dad give you a million and lend you eight. No, problem, just work hard.
Imagine a hundred yard dash where your competitor gets a fifty yard head start. Now your Republican competitor will tell you when he wins you were just lazy, did not practice enough, and were not motivated. So the poor are a bunch of welfare cheats. The guy born in a mansion just cannot understand why the ghetto dweller ask for help. Now want some whipped cream on your fantasy. Republicans feel they do not have enough of a head start so they want to do away with the inheritance tax. At one time you could only inherit one million dollars tax free. It went up to 3.4, but that is not enough of a head start. Republicans want to totally eliminate the inheritance tax, which will mean the Waltons who own Walmart will pass on 52 billion tax free.
Back to the hundred yard dash. Imagine being in high school and lining up for the race. The referee tells you competitor he gets a 50 yard head start. You object and ask why. The referee explains it is just like the inheritance tax. You competitors father won the race when he was in high school, so his son get the fifty yard head start. Seems like perverse unfair logic, but Republicans believe this and have sold it to the working class as part of the greatest scam on Earth. Now every good Republican will tell you " They earned it they can do whatever they want with their money". Now comes the problem. The people who inherit the cash did not earn it, but they can do whatever they want with their money. If they want to give it to their kids remember it is their money. So now it goes on for generations.
What is welfare? Most people believe welfare is getting something for nothing. So if you are the sperm of a rich man and you win the race to the egg chances are you will get welfare, or should we say something for nothing. What happened to good old fairness and equality. Well we all stand an equal chance of being born the child of a rich person.
Thursday, December 28, 2017
Find the Trail
The clock says five thirty A.M. Today's mission is to go to the top of Four Peaks turn right and find the top of the trail we have been working on. Five of us with Kadizzle driving the jeep will make the trek. Kadizzle will try to come up the trail from the bottom after he drops off the top crew. This year the mission has been to complete trails at the top. Many of these trails have gone into disuse and will be lost forever if we do not re establish them. An interesting aspect of the mountain trails is how they go through exospheres. On the top the trails are in a pine forest. As the trail descends the vegetation changes from wet to drier and drier. By the time you reach the bottom you are in a much more desert environment. This all happens in a matter of five miles.
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Overwhelmed
Someone said the current drought in Arizona is similar to one that ended the Anasazi culture. People can obliterate the natural environment that sustains them. Get your little computer thing out and put an app on it called Flight Tracker 24. The app will show you every plane in the sky over the United States and a lot of the world. Until you zoom out the entire country is covered with planes. Usually there are 6,000 jets in the air at any given time. Think about the amount of fuel being spewed into the atmosphere.
Kadizzle spent a major portion of his life in the coal industry. Few people realize the rate of coal consumption in this country. Until you see coal pouring off a conveyor belt into a power plant volume is hard to comprehend. Our mine produced 23,000 tons a day. The power plant burnt that much. The plant we supplied was just one of thousands in our country. A coal train leaves the Powder River Basin about once every 15 minutes. Each train has one hundred, one hundred ton cars. So that is ten thousand tons. Think of your bedroom. One train car of coal would fill your bedroom with coal. That is a lot of carbon. Most of us think electricity just magically happens. It does not. The carbon dumped into the air every day took millions of years to be sequestered by turning into coal. What took five hundred years to put in the ground we will take out in one hundred years.
This is just the tip of the problem. If you went up and looked down from a satellite you would see a line of oil tankers coming from the middle east to the United States. lt would be one long line bringing us fuel to burn in our cars. At any given moment at least 20 million cars are running. Then there are the trucks, trains, buses, and who knows what. Can you dump all this crap into the air and really expect nothing to happen?
On the other side of the game are the plants trying to suck up the carbon we a spewing. The problem is we are wiping out the plant kingdom at an alarming rate. The jungle is being destroyed, the oceans are being polluted, and the system that cleans the air we pollute is being blasted.
The entire mess reminds Kadizzle of a story he was told two nights ago. A fellow trail crew member told of a man he had as a friend. The man's wife disappeared. The wife was a hoarder and had a separate house where she did her hoarding. Searching for the woman cadaver dogs were used. They checked the hoarding house, but did not find her. The husband decided to clean out the hoarding house and found her body buried under the stuff she accumulated. There is a lesson in this. We will be buried under the stuff we accumulate that we don't need.
Kadizzle spent a major portion of his life in the coal industry. Few people realize the rate of coal consumption in this country. Until you see coal pouring off a conveyor belt into a power plant volume is hard to comprehend. Our mine produced 23,000 tons a day. The power plant burnt that much. The plant we supplied was just one of thousands in our country. A coal train leaves the Powder River Basin about once every 15 minutes. Each train has one hundred, one hundred ton cars. So that is ten thousand tons. Think of your bedroom. One train car of coal would fill your bedroom with coal. That is a lot of carbon. Most of us think electricity just magically happens. It does not. The carbon dumped into the air every day took millions of years to be sequestered by turning into coal. What took five hundred years to put in the ground we will take out in one hundred years.
This is just the tip of the problem. If you went up and looked down from a satellite you would see a line of oil tankers coming from the middle east to the United States. lt would be one long line bringing us fuel to burn in our cars. At any given moment at least 20 million cars are running. Then there are the trucks, trains, buses, and who knows what. Can you dump all this crap into the air and really expect nothing to happen?
On the other side of the game are the plants trying to suck up the carbon we a spewing. The problem is we are wiping out the plant kingdom at an alarming rate. The jungle is being destroyed, the oceans are being polluted, and the system that cleans the air we pollute is being blasted.
The entire mess reminds Kadizzle of a story he was told two nights ago. A fellow trail crew member told of a man he had as a friend. The man's wife disappeared. The wife was a hoarder and had a separate house where she did her hoarding. Searching for the woman cadaver dogs were used. They checked the hoarding house, but did not find her. The husband decided to clean out the hoarding house and found her body buried under the stuff she accumulated. There is a lesson in this. We will be buried under the stuff we accumulate that we don't need.
Tuesday, December 26, 2017
Little Spaces
While many wander about their McMansions the Kadizzles visit friends living in boxes. RV life basically involves living in a little box. Simplification has it's rewards. Everything is close. Stumble out of bed and right into the living area. Nothing is far away in an RV. The coffee pot is an arm/s length from the easy chair. The dining room, living room and kitchen are all about four arm lengths away. Keeping things orderly is important in small spaces. Inventiveness thrives in small spaces. The place heats up instantly in the morning. Usually we put out a heat puff, that is we turn on the real furnace for a few minutes. After the big heat puff a little electric heater does the job.
Yesterday we had another dinner with friends. Turkey, stuffing, pumpkin pie, and yams. We gathered around a little table in a small space. It was a cozy and nice visit.
Today it is back to trail work. Kadizzle will probably drive the crew deep into the wilderness to drop of Mrs Kadizzle, Rita, and Ken. The plan is they will hike down the mountain and Kadizzle will meet them at the bottom. The radio is saying this will be the coolest day of the week 68. That is great news when you hear there is a wind chill in North Dakota of forty below.
There are starting to be hints that the bubble may burst. Trump and income inequality are setting the stage for a disaster. It would almost be worth it to see Trump and his gang of robbers get their comeuppance. The old question of when to hold them and when to fold them is the theme.
Yesterday we had another dinner with friends. Turkey, stuffing, pumpkin pie, and yams. We gathered around a little table in a small space. It was a cozy and nice visit.
Today it is back to trail work. Kadizzle will probably drive the crew deep into the wilderness to drop of Mrs Kadizzle, Rita, and Ken. The plan is they will hike down the mountain and Kadizzle will meet them at the bottom. The radio is saying this will be the coolest day of the week 68. That is great news when you hear there is a wind chill in North Dakota of forty below.
There are starting to be hints that the bubble may burst. Trump and income inequality are setting the stage for a disaster. It would almost be worth it to see Trump and his gang of robbers get their comeuppance. The old question of when to hold them and when to fold them is the theme.
Monday, December 25, 2017
Pray for prime rib
Our first Christmas away from home in 35 years, but a nice one. Last night a bunch of volunteers sat by the campfire eating delicious prime rib cooked to perfection. All the other goodies were equally a delight. Sitting by the fire sharing adventures and stories one could not help but be amazed by the diversity of experience a bunch of old travelers can conjure up. People with the urge for wandering and change are always fun to gather with.
A lot of talk centered around lumbering. Jim and Valerie raised their kids deep in the Canadian woods. all the lumber for their home they cut and milled themselves. As a sideline Jim and Valerie have become loggers. Stories of dragging logs out of the woods with a horse stir the imagination.
A lot of people spend their life with their head in a book or just looking out the window. Some people open the door jump through and see the world that is out there. So the sun is working it's way up over the eastern mountains, the coffee just finished brewing, and here we go.
A lot of talk centered around lumbering. Jim and Valerie raised their kids deep in the Canadian woods. all the lumber for their home they cut and milled themselves. As a sideline Jim and Valerie have become loggers. Stories of dragging logs out of the woods with a horse stir the imagination.
A lot of people spend their life with their head in a book or just looking out the window. Some people open the door jump through and see the world that is out there. So the sun is working it's way up over the eastern mountains, the coffee just finished brewing, and here we go.
Sunday, December 24, 2017
Home made bread
The Christmas spirit is striking the Arizona desert and friends are showing up at the Earth Module door with goodies. Rita and Ken stopped by with home made bread. It was still a little warm. It brought back memories of Kadizzle as a child on a farm in West Virginia. The old farm women would make fresh rolls every morning. Butter and home made black berry jam drew out the wonderful essence of the bread. Cory and Nicki came by with cookies. Today some campers invited the Kadizzles to a prime rib dinner. Oh life with friends is good.
The sun is up and bright and it should be a nice day. Winter is doing it's worst to the desert, but bad is pretty damn good. It will get to the high sixties or seventy degrees today. Yesterday the Native Americans poured off the reservation into Globe to stock up on all the poison white men have invented for them. A modern attack on the natives would involve flying over them dropping potato chips, sugary drinks, and alcohol. The best defense for the natives has been casinos that empty the pockets of the white man. Selling cheap cigarettes to the white man has also been a good defense.
Up the road a couple hundred yards Johnny is hunkered down with his daughter and son in law. Johnny was here when they built the place in the 90's. Johnny does not do much, but he is a living breathing blueprint. When you need to know where a water line or electric line is buried Johnny is the one to ask. Johnny is an American classic. He is just a nice old guy with a little white dog named Bessie. Bessie and Johnny seem to spend a great deal of time just driving around. Johnny at age 87 is painting his motor home by hand. It is turning our fairly well. Johnny goes to Alaska for the summer and catches fish for everyone. Johnny gave us some nice salmon and cod.
The Kadizzles have been winter traveling for 18 years. We have met so many nice sharing people. A lot of Canadians have become good friends. Canadians have figured it out. They take care of each other and don't bitch about taxes. They have health care. Don't recall ever meeting a mean Canadian. Back here where we love to drive people into bankruptcy and poverty we all have to carry guns so no one steals our Christmas cookies.
When all is said and done it is our friends we treasure the most. A shiny car, a big house, or a private jet will not bring you cookies. A dog will treat you better than a Republican. A dog will try to scare away a bear. Dogs lead blind people around. Republicans would steal from the blind and leave you in a wheel chair with a bear after you. So merry Christmas enjoy getting trickled on.
The sun is up and bright and it should be a nice day. Winter is doing it's worst to the desert, but bad is pretty damn good. It will get to the high sixties or seventy degrees today. Yesterday the Native Americans poured off the reservation into Globe to stock up on all the poison white men have invented for them. A modern attack on the natives would involve flying over them dropping potato chips, sugary drinks, and alcohol. The best defense for the natives has been casinos that empty the pockets of the white man. Selling cheap cigarettes to the white man has also been a good defense.
Up the road a couple hundred yards Johnny is hunkered down with his daughter and son in law. Johnny was here when they built the place in the 90's. Johnny does not do much, but he is a living breathing blueprint. When you need to know where a water line or electric line is buried Johnny is the one to ask. Johnny is an American classic. He is just a nice old guy with a little white dog named Bessie. Bessie and Johnny seem to spend a great deal of time just driving around. Johnny at age 87 is painting his motor home by hand. It is turning our fairly well. Johnny goes to Alaska for the summer and catches fish for everyone. Johnny gave us some nice salmon and cod.
The Kadizzles have been winter traveling for 18 years. We have met so many nice sharing people. A lot of Canadians have become good friends. Canadians have figured it out. They take care of each other and don't bitch about taxes. They have health care. Don't recall ever meeting a mean Canadian. Back here where we love to drive people into bankruptcy and poverty we all have to carry guns so no one steals our Christmas cookies.
When all is said and done it is our friends we treasure the most. A shiny car, a big house, or a private jet will not bring you cookies. A dog will treat you better than a Republican. A dog will try to scare away a bear. Dogs lead blind people around. Republicans would steal from the blind and leave you in a wheel chair with a bear after you. So merry Christmas enjoy getting trickled on.
Saturday, December 23, 2017
Tax Cut or better world?
Kadizzle just drove through the ramshackle south. Would Kadizzle be willing to pay a couple thousand more in taxes to help clean up the mess we now call America? Yes. What would it be worth to know children were taken care of? Kadizzle is willing to pay? What about decent schools? Kadizzle will pay.
Now some good Republican will be reading this and say " Go ahead, just send the government more money". What good would it do if one person sent a check to the government for a couple of grand? Really no good. It only works when everyone chips in. Imagine if you didn't think people should smoke in an eating place and the owners said, " Well then why don't you just stop smoking?". The silly argument of Republicans just does not work.
How many people have had a nice vacation ruined by having to drive through a poverty stricken area? That poverty was created by greed, and people like Donald Trump. Dance, sing, watch Fox News, but the reality does not change. Poverty is caused when one group take way too much. The slaves worked hard all day, but they had nothing because the plantation owner took it all. Hard work did not solve their problem, but Republicans say that is the answer. The poor old bastard at the door of Walmart greeting you gets if he is lucky minimum wage. The head of Walmart gets $8,000 per hour. So the problem is the person at the door just does not put in enough effort. It is not the greed of the CEO. Who buys that shit? Who thinks one man deserves all the cheese and the other guy is supposed to get by on Welfare? The answer is all the good Christians. All the good Christians voted for Trump. Trump just gave the rich the biggest tax cut in history and did all in his power to destroy health care for children. Good Christians? There is no such thing.
What fun is it to live in a world full of suffering, suffering that is totally unnecessary, suffering that is caused by greed.
Now some good Republican will be reading this and say " Go ahead, just send the government more money". What good would it do if one person sent a check to the government for a couple of grand? Really no good. It only works when everyone chips in. Imagine if you didn't think people should smoke in an eating place and the owners said, " Well then why don't you just stop smoking?". The silly argument of Republicans just does not work.
How many people have had a nice vacation ruined by having to drive through a poverty stricken area? That poverty was created by greed, and people like Donald Trump. Dance, sing, watch Fox News, but the reality does not change. Poverty is caused when one group take way too much. The slaves worked hard all day, but they had nothing because the plantation owner took it all. Hard work did not solve their problem, but Republicans say that is the answer. The poor old bastard at the door of Walmart greeting you gets if he is lucky minimum wage. The head of Walmart gets $8,000 per hour. So the problem is the person at the door just does not put in enough effort. It is not the greed of the CEO. Who buys that shit? Who thinks one man deserves all the cheese and the other guy is supposed to get by on Welfare? The answer is all the good Christians. All the good Christians voted for Trump. Trump just gave the rich the biggest tax cut in history and did all in his power to destroy health care for children. Good Christians? There is no such thing.
What fun is it to live in a world full of suffering, suffering that is totally unnecessary, suffering that is caused by greed.
Friday, December 22, 2017
They passed an Ordinance in this town
They passed an ordinance in our town they said
we would have to tear it down.
we would have to tear it down.
That little shack out back that is so dear to me.
Though the health department said it’s day was over and dead.
It will stand forever in my memory.
Don’t let them tear that little brown building down
There is not another like it in this city or the town.
It was not so long ago I went tripping through the snow
Out to the house behind my old hound dog.
Where I would sit me down to rest like a snowbird on it’s nest
And I would read that Sears and Roebuck catalogue.
Oh I would hum a happy tune peeping through the quarter moon.
As my daddy’s kin has done so much before.
It was in that spot daily cares could be forgot
And it gave the same relief to rich and poor.
Now it was not a castle fair, but I could dream a future there
Build my castle to that yellow jackets drone
I could orbit round the sun fight with General Washington
Or be king upon a golden throne
It was not fancy built at all we had newspapers on the wall
It was airconditioned in the winter time
Oh it was just a humble hut but it’s door was never shut
And a man could get in the door without a dime
Put the hat on
Yesterday Kadizzle put on the green Forest Service hat and headed up the trail with the trail crew. It was refreshing to be deep in a natural setting away from all the insanity of a country covered by cars, asphalt, and fast food places. The southwest is dry, but about two miles up the stream there was some water squeaking out of the ground. How do the plants make it? As always there were no animals. It seems so strange to travel through so much land and not see any deer, bear, even squirrels.
In order to make America great Kadizzle and his crew try to make the trails great. One controversial thing on the trails is carrion's. People pile up rocks to mark trails. Generally this is a good thing, but some purist feel it is an intrusion on nature so they kick over the markers. These people are known as carrion kickers. Well it seemed like a carrion kicker had been on the trail so Kadizzle re established many of the carrions. Besides building rock markers Kadizzle cleared brush. The cat claws are the meanest most determined brush. In the course of removing the little bastards Kadizzle's hands are chewed up and bleeding.
The great thing about working for free clearing trails is knowing that it frees up money for the federal government. That means there is more money to give tax breaks to the rich. Out there in the fresh air helping the rich is a great feeling. It would sure be nice to think we were freeing up money so people could have health care, but the rich are going to trickle on us. Getting trickled on is a wonderful experience. To see the happy people at Walmart getting trickled on, and the counter people everywhere getting their massive tax breaks cannot but help one get in the Christmas spirit and love the Republican Jesus.
In order to make America great Kadizzle and his crew try to make the trails great. One controversial thing on the trails is carrion's. People pile up rocks to mark trails. Generally this is a good thing, but some purist feel it is an intrusion on nature so they kick over the markers. These people are known as carrion kickers. Well it seemed like a carrion kicker had been on the trail so Kadizzle re established many of the carrions. Besides building rock markers Kadizzle cleared brush. The cat claws are the meanest most determined brush. In the course of removing the little bastards Kadizzle's hands are chewed up and bleeding.
The great thing about working for free clearing trails is knowing that it frees up money for the federal government. That means there is more money to give tax breaks to the rich. Out there in the fresh air helping the rich is a great feeling. It would sure be nice to think we were freeing up money so people could have health care, but the rich are going to trickle on us. Getting trickled on is a wonderful experience. To see the happy people at Walmart getting trickled on, and the counter people everywhere getting their massive tax breaks cannot but help one get in the Christmas spirit and love the Republican Jesus.
Thursday, December 21, 2017
Raping the ignorant
Kadizzle slept at a rest stop expecting the tractor trailer to start in the middle of the night. Sure enough the driver got cold and the rumbling of the truck continued through the night. Ned and Kadizzle took of very early and made it back to the Earth Module by afternoon. The tour of the south has ended. The impression of stupidity and poverty lingers.
The flourishing of ignorance has really been driven home. If you have read this blog earlier you know during the tour of the south we spent time at a hoarders house. The hoarder shocked Kadizzle by telling him she believed the shooting of children at Sandyhook never happened. It was fake news. Of course this woman was a Trump supporter. Now Kadizzle sits here shocked that Trump pulled off the biggest robbery in history with his tax fraud. The abundance of the poorly informed, and easily fooled is frightening. NPR just had a segment about how the life expectancy is going backwards. Laying in bed last night Kadizzle realized the United States is a third world country. Driving along the border as we did you could see no difference between Mexico and the United States. Trump has assured the status of our country as a third world country. The every day working person will slip into poverty and the rich will reap the rewards of trickle down. Simply lying and lying was all Trump had to do. Hitler did the same thing. It works. People want to hear lies that let them believe a fantasy. Tell a fat person they look great and what are the odds they will believe you. Tell some dolt they can win the lottery, it works.
The flourishing of ignorance has really been driven home. If you have read this blog earlier you know during the tour of the south we spent time at a hoarders house. The hoarder shocked Kadizzle by telling him she believed the shooting of children at Sandyhook never happened. It was fake news. Of course this woman was a Trump supporter. Now Kadizzle sits here shocked that Trump pulled off the biggest robbery in history with his tax fraud. The abundance of the poorly informed, and easily fooled is frightening. NPR just had a segment about how the life expectancy is going backwards. Laying in bed last night Kadizzle realized the United States is a third world country. Driving along the border as we did you could see no difference between Mexico and the United States. Trump has assured the status of our country as a third world country. The every day working person will slip into poverty and the rich will reap the rewards of trickle down. Simply lying and lying was all Trump had to do. Hitler did the same thing. It works. People want to hear lies that let them believe a fantasy. Tell a fat person they look great and what are the odds they will believe you. Tell some dolt they can win the lottery, it works.
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