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We begin this contribution to the blog with a few words concerning fossils and global warmingcoolingclimatechange and other such rubbish religion. To begin, and to essentially prove the senselessness of the Ecolunatics, there is no such thing as a fossil fuel. Natural gas, petroleum, coal, none of these are fossils, have ever been fossils, nor will they ever be fossils.
These resources might well be encountered where there is an abundance of fossils, and they might well be encountered where there is a paucity of fossils. But fossils neither drink nor provide oil, coal, nor natural gas. The term "fossil fuels" is a cute term, dreamed up by some well intended nihilist or anarchist to leave the impression on the ever shrinking minds of American university and secondary...dare I say..."students". The two words roll off the tongue in onomonopieac smoothness, something like a fine wild honey mixed with 50 year old French wine.
Carbon Dioxide is the most hated poison on every University of California at Whatever, and every Ivy League schools where Chelsea did her jogging teaches that carbon dioxide is a horrid poison. Problem? It is also a very necessary food for every botanical specie with a green leaf. Chelsea's mother can dodge bullets running across the tarmac, decked out with battle helmet and flak jacket in order to build another village to raise a child, but she cannot find a replacement for carbon dioxide in the plant, tree, and grass food cycle.
As one prepares to head to the University, he / she should be able to rationally understand
certain basic truths. If you have a motorcar that has to be plugged in, you are burning coal or something to provide the electricity. If your electricity is generated by windmills, then you are killing several thousand raptor birds, who must necessarily fly while looking almost straight down. The total for 2016 was reasonably estimated to be over 4,000 eagles alone. And panels? They are a veritable pain in the neck to dispose of, the panels and the batteries in the new "advanced" vehicles that run on batteries.
For one - Every short, long, and extended climatic forecast made by the nouveaux authorities concerning climate matters, all have been wrong. Proudly wrong. When caught while blatantly fudging figures and amending computer models so as to present the "preferred" conclusion, universities worldwide have declared that the fault lay at the feet of those who caught the faux science practitioners. Something like,"If you hadn't caught us lying and cheating, our figures would have been correct. So it's your fault, not ours." Such was the defence put up by the academic dullards and dregs of East Anglia University.
Next, masseuse connoisseur Sir AlGore the Dull, who managed to flunk out of both Yale and Harvard graduate schools and be hailed a genius, also managed to, shall we say, be 110% incorrect about every climate prediction he ever put forth. All the false Polar-Bear-on-a-doomed- block-of-ice, floating towards Hawaii images in the world could not cover for AlGore's blatant, mendacious hyperbole.
AlGore, after disgustingly smooching his poor wife on the main stage in front of a horrified crowd of delegates at the Democrat National Convention, before losing the presidential election of 2000, dumped his wife, and struck off to the land of perpetual bliss and bought an ocean-side love-shack. The problem? His love shack was 30 feet or so below where he said, some years earlier, that the water level of the Pacific Ocean would be in 20 years. But, not to worry. The water levels have unobligingly receded instead by a foot or so. And his flame tired of him quickly.
Not to worry, AlGore continues to talk out of seventy-three sides of his mouth, drawing crowds to what seems to be every errant summer snow storm and climate contradictor he has "misunderestimated".
As one prepares to head to the University, he / she should be able to rationally understand
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| The colonial era Parish Church of Old Guerrero inundated by rising flood waters from the Rio Grande coming into Falcon Reservoir. One of the benefactors of the church named Galan, was an in-line ancestor of my wife. In the sanctuary there is still a notice of the first baby baptised having been Juan de Dios Galan. This water did not come from Globalwarmingcoolingclimatechange. |
For one - Every short, long, and extended climatic forecast made by the nouveaux authorities concerning climate matters, all have been wrong. Proudly wrong. When caught while blatantly fudging figures and amending computer models so as to present the "preferred" conclusion, universities worldwide have declared that the fault lay at the feet of those who caught the faux science practitioners. Something like,"If you hadn't caught us lying and cheating, our figures would have been correct. So it's your fault, not ours." Such was the defence put up by the academic dullards and dregs of East Anglia University.
Next, masseuse connoisseur Sir AlGore the Dull, who managed to flunk out of both Yale and Harvard graduate schools and be hailed a genius, also managed to, shall we say, be 110% incorrect about every climate prediction he ever put forth. All the false Polar-Bear-on-a-doomed- block-of-ice, floating towards Hawaii images in the world could not cover for AlGore's blatant, mendacious hyperbole.
AlGore, after disgustingly smooching his poor wife on the main stage in front of a horrified crowd of delegates at the Democrat National Convention, before losing the presidential election of 2000, dumped his wife, and struck off to the land of perpetual bliss and bought an ocean-side love-shack. The problem? His love shack was 30 feet or so below where he said, some years earlier, that the water level of the Pacific Ocean would be in 20 years. But, not to worry. The water levels have unobligingly receded instead by a foot or so. And his flame tired of him quickly.
Not to worry, AlGore continues to talk out of seventy-three sides of his mouth, drawing crowds to what seems to be every errant summer snow storm and climate contradictor he has "misunderestimated".
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Next, we move on to the great personality, known lovingly on Capitol Hill as Queen Shiela. She has been awarded that high title because all those around her genuinely think she is the biggest shrew since (Sir Edmund) Hillary first graced the hallowed halls of governance.
Shiela Jackson Lee apparently is unaware that she will soon have to be lifted out of her digs in the Capitol Building and swung, unceremoniously, to a "storage facility" because she is even more offensive than just being the most offensive person on "The Hill". The Black Caucus apparently failed to recognise that the Houston Representative, besides being wonderfully stupid, a total race-baiting banshee, an arrogant and bossy hag, also bore the two surnames of Jackson and Lee.
Therefore the Black Snowflake Re-writing Committee has been called in to try to figure out how to haul her considerable carcass out of the precincts of the finest form of Republican Democracy on the planet, and transferred to what has been called a "storage facility". It remains a challenge during these hours. In the meantime, Sheila Jackson Lee managed somehow to sneak out of the Capitol Building and make her way to an un-named airport in the Washington, D.C. area.
Mrs. Jackson Lee had another tectonic meltdown tantrum when she showed up for her flight and learned that no one had kept a first class seat held back just for her. There was just some poor white marxist girl who works on behalf of marxist and criminal detainees in Guatemala in some kind of Human Rights context. The problem was that the arrogant, white-privileged, white girl thought that she had her ticket bought and confirmed simply because she had her ticket, boarding pass, and confirmation in hand. Stupid white girl.
According to Mrs. Jackson Lee, "an African American attendant helped me get my correct treatment." The stupid white marxist girl had to get off the plane and go back to the desk and try to find out why she had been bumped. Of course, she received a bundle of gibberish, a pack of lies, and a number of accusations and threats. Finally she was given another ticket, after considerable delay. It was not the best performance by the personnel of the airline, to say the least.
The Hon. Rep. Shiela Jackson Lee threw her considerable....uh....er...importance around and threatened and generally made everyone very uncomfortable, until she succeeded, as usual, in fulfilling her calling to be the most loud-mouthed, obstinate, and self-possessed egomaniac, perhaps in Texas. We include this, from the substantially liberal Washingtonian Magazine:
Her counterpart is Texas representative Sheila Jackson Lee, voted one of the top three meanest by House staffers five times. Former aides tell of excessive workloads, brutal criticism, and callous comments toward a disabled staffer (who is suing Lee). She got seven times as many votes as North Carolina’s Virginia Foxx.
Likewise, it was a well-known "secret" that when the Southwest Airlines flight attendants would learn that the Hon. Mrs. Shiela would be on a certain flight, most would call in sick the night before departure. Foul-mouthed, demanding, complaining, threatening, and always invoking the notion that any perceived slight was caused by the personnel's "racism".
Horrid, dull embarrassment for the Republic of Texas.
Her counterpart is Texas representative Sheila Jackson Lee, voted one of the top three meanest by House staffers five times. Former aides tell of excessive workloads, brutal criticism, and callous comments toward a disabled staffer (who is suing Lee). She got seven times as many votes as North Carolina’s Virginia Foxx.
Likewise, it was a well-known "secret" that when the Southwest Airlines flight attendants would learn that the Hon. Mrs. Shiela would be on a certain flight, most would call in sick the night before departure. Foul-mouthed, demanding, complaining, threatening, and always invoking the notion that any perceived slight was caused by the personnel's "racism".
Horrid, dull embarrassment for the Republic of Texas.
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Concerning the Obsolete Press, we actually did a bit of channel switching among the various "news sources". Actually, it was even worse than we had originally imagined. Blatant lying and misrepresentation. Incoherent reasoning, bordering on the edge of mental dysfunction, (and at times passing well over the line). It was the biggest assembly of presumptuous baffle-gab and incoherence in one place that one could hope to encounter.
When one considers the daily, weekly, monthly, and yearly stumbling, lying, sneering, race-baiting, corruption, and purposeful injury caused by Obama, his wife, and his sycophants to the Republic, it can only be assumed that the Fifth Column truly wants America to be an emotion driven, irrational, socialist autocratic hell-hole like Venezuela, Cuba, and about fifty other "nations" where it is accepted that open sewers are beauty marks.
There is no cure.
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In the next day or two, you all need to be aware that we shall strive to fill in a bit more concerning Lorenzo de Zavala, a personality so powerful, that without him Texas would never have been able to come out from the clutches of Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna during those critical times in 1835 - 1836. We shall try to dig a little deeper into the life and time of this man.
With that said, and extending the sincerest of gratitude to our community, we retire into a cold, dark, and drizzly night....with bits of snow lurking here and there in the ranch country to the west and a little north of our McAllen, Texas area. It has been an "interesting" late Autumn and Winter period.
EL GRINGO VIEJO
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