A Gringo in Rural Mexico

Thursday, 1 March 2012

Beauty is as beauty does

Make certain that your children do not see this picture before going to sleepy-bye to-night.

Even Rush Says It....Even Gretchen says it. Let us try to avoid it

We need to wake up in the morning....struggle through the routine....while repeating the following, "I shall not say that O'bamaham doesn't understand...... I shall not say that O'bamaham needs to understand..... I shall not say, 'Someone should tell O'bamaham that more drilling in the deep-water gulf would kill about 5 birds with one stone in terms of the American economy".

It is okay to finally admit to ones conscience, brain, and heart that Father O'bamaham is in favour of 10 dollar gasoline because he knows it will break the economy and destroy much wealth that is held privately.

     No one will be punished if he is fully confessed that he knows that Father O'bamaham wants to raise taxes on the rich because he hates rich people.....even the ones who flood his campaign war-chest with money.

     We all make the that error of saying, "Why doesn't somebody tell him?"    We do not shoot back in the face of the stupid and the marxists that the reason for us having the mere mention of the contraceptive topic in polite company is because Father O'bamaham brought it up by "ordering" the Roman Catholic Church specifically that their institutions would be required to provide "free" contraceptive prescription coverage in the health insurance scheme of the employing entity.
     We remember Georgie Stephenopoulis badgering Mitt Romney during one of those "debates" not long back.   It seemed at the time to be a off the wall, obnoxious question with absolutely no pertinence.   At best it was designed to eat up clock time so that the Republican candidates gathered would not be able to talk so long about things like Keystone and deep-water drilling.    Or so we thought.
   It was actually seeding the ground for the coming blast from the marxists...."Women run for the hills, the Republicans are coming to take away your pills and chain you to the kitchen and bedroom!!"    The fact was that it was also a full-scale attack on Christian institutions and the beginning of the establishment, once and for all, of an Official State Church.    That Official State Church is the Official State Church.   The Pope is Father O'bamaham, and the saints are Margaret Sanger, Mao Tse Tung, Adolph Hitler, Joseph Robert Stalin, Woodrow Wilson, Eleanor Roosevelt, Fidel Castro, and the panoply of Utopians too numerous to mention.

Photo by AP

IN COURT: Onyango Obama, left, a half-uncle

of President Obama, stands with his lawyer

P. Scott Bratton yesterday in Framingham

District Court.

Father O'bamaham favours the kind of immigration that proves America's broad shoulders can take on the task of taking in the huddled masses, those people who come to this country to honour our presence and theirs through their good works and contributions to both themselves and their community. These are the people we need to forge a new America. An America that is kinder and gentler. An America that does not judge. An America that gets its birth control pills and permit to bear children from the Reich's Ministry of Health and Population.

Good luck on your trial Unkie Onie. You and your half-sister are on complete housing, food, medical, utility, and even legal funding. You are both illegal aliens. You are both septic slugs who are as deranged as any person who takes because he can. You are a perfect emblem for your nephews vision of Hope and Change. Please try to pay back the 200,000 dollars per year you and you sister are costing the someone....The formula is "From each according to his ability and to each according to his need" I believe.

Pray for liberty. Pray for America.

El Gringo Viejo

Wednesday, 29 February 2012

Jury Service Done

The Gringo Viejo's jury service is done for this cycle. There was nothing anyone can read about at the grocery check out line. Very mundane service. More tomorrow.

El Gringo Viejo

Tuesday, 28 February 2012

Anglican Curmudgeon: Quo vadimus?

Anglican Curmudgeon: Quo vadimus?: One has the greatest difficulty trying to climb into the mind of the bureaucrat(s) who decided to erect this sign . Far from being what ...

EL GRINGO VIEJO PUTS THIS INCLUSION IN FROM The Anglican Curmudgeon (season's colours mine). It is required reading for OROGs. Sour, sweet, bitter, and salty in one short article. Brilliantly pointed and instructive. 90 second read.

El Gringo Viejo

Slight Changes

We shall be doing a bit of site modification and re-design. Nothing major, but simply implementing notions that have come to us during the past few days. Waiting around for the the jury selection process gives one a chance to think about things a bit, and that might be the source for this new inspiration.

The process yesterday at the Courthouse was the quickest and best run yet experienced in perhaps fifteen or so journeys to the jury selection process. El Gringo Viejo long ago stopped trying to avoid service. Things like nice little old lady successfully sueing for damages after pouring hot coffee on herself are what motivates the Old Gringo's mean streak.

It is also difficult for normal people to understand or comprehend the crime wave we have in South Texas. Incomprehensible, depraved zomboes with no souls committing crimes that were unheard of down here back in the Flintstonian Epoch. The product of unbridled breeding by the 666 people. Parents (?) decapitating their three infant and toddler children as an offering to Santa Muerte so as to somehow gain access to more PCP, methamphetamine, or cocaine.

It would be good to say that these are isolated insanities. It is understood that such activity is not reserved to this area alone. But, this is where the Old Gringo can do something about it. In our presence in Mexico, we stand up for social order and the catechism of normality by demonstrating our support of the Army and Naval Infantry.....and just be being there. Feeding the dogs and cats, tending the plants, providing a pleasant refuge and relaxation for visitors. The locals are restored to know that people would journey from a distance to dwell among them. Remember always, that Mexicans are always more appreciative of their own things when they are esteemed by foreigners and outsiders. The locals may or may not like me, but they do like the fact that I like their setting....their place in geography, time, and situation.

So, this feeds into El Gringo Viejo's view of things. There are no radical changes coming to the web site or to the blog site. Perhaps we are going to try to be a little less sharp edged, but oddly, we may slide a couple of clicks to the Right. Standby, and thanks for your continued interest.

We are fighting with the labyrinthine AdSense procedures in order to provide better shots at bargains for our readers and greater moolah for El Gringo Viejo. Google, however, does not like the idea that we do not want porno ads, AARP ads, Planned Parenthood, Obama, United Nations, ACLU, and so forth. We are not really into mobile abortion services or miltiple-state voter absentee registration forms. Well....almost.

El Gringo Viejo

New Rules for GOP Candidate Encounters

The Republican National Committee must pass a new regulation concerning all future Republican campaigns for Primary Nomination as the Republican candidate for presentation in the general election next.    If not, we have learned nothing of our real difficulty during these days, and during the processes of this ongoing Presidential nomination process.

     From this time forward, any Republican Primary, regarding election to the position of United States House of Representatives, United States Senate, or for the Presidency or Vice-Presidency of the United States will be follow the following few and basic rules:

     (1)     All forums of discussion will be hosted by a group known to be a Republican entity.   A State Party, known Tea Party groupings, conservative think-tanks such as the Heritage Foundation, conservative publishing houses and commentary magazines, the Wall Street Journal, and the like would be qualified.   This writer would be inclined to include even the Log Cabin Republicans and certain conservative-oriented colleges and universities, such as Hillsdale College.    An approved list of host-sponsors for candidate forums must be established before the end of the year 2013.

     (2)     During the sessions...also known as debates....no candidate will be allowed to refer to any other candidate present and/or formally declared and legally registered as a candidate.

     (3)     Super PAC monies, operatives, and operations may only be deployed during general elections.   The avalanche of childish, churlish, half-truths and near slanderous bilge that the Republican candidates have thrown at each other during these processes wreaks of rotting sewerage.   It appears as though the candidates and their teams are involved in some secret suicide pact.    Therefore, the Republican National Committee, in its wisdom and within its authority, issues this new set of regulations regarding the conduct of multi-candidate encounters, at any time or at any place.

It astounds this observer that we watch Republican candidates who have numerous good points hurl insults, variations of the truth, outright lies, and mud at one another, but with rare exception are reluctant to say anything remotely negative about a corrupt Chicago-style, marxist pretender who has ruled by the wave of his sceptre.

El Gringo Viejo has spoken.

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This is our rustic, but very comfortable place, out in the rural area to the northwest of Ciudad Victoria, Tamaulipas…the State's Capital. From a bustling city of 400,000, we placed our domicile a bit more than 20 miles into the scenes of mountains, citrus groves, spring-fed creeks and rivers with crystal clear waters, and an abundance of bird species that make veteran birders shake their heads in wonder.

We are all but adjacent to the venerable Hacienda de Santa Engracia (about 500 yards away), which dates to the 1720s and has ancient structures still in use, very elegant, and mystical in many ways. It has operated as a guest hotel since the 1970s.

Our little place rests on three and a fraction acres, fronting on the Rio Corona, which is lined with over-1,000 year old cypress trees. The nearby Sierra del Cautivo…a major segment of the overall Sierra Madre Oriental that dominate most of eastern Mexico, lies to the west by about three miles. guards the many springs that maintain the almost perpetual flow from those heights (up to 12,000 fasl) while our place is situated right at 1,000 feet above sea level.

Give us a call, come by and visit…it is truly a different venture in the most positive sense. We can be reached by our email - privatouring@gmail.com - which is our preferred method of communicating.

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What is an OROG?

Once a person lands on our page, that individual becomes a member of the Order of Readers of the Old Gringo, (OROG). There are no dues or assessments to pay, no meetings, no requirements. We are not associated with the KKK, the WCTU, the French Masons, or the Global Warming Glacier

Protection Committee.

We do have a distant connection with the Knights of the Golden Circle and hold the maps to the internment sites of 34 tonnes of Confederate Gold, and 1,000 tonnes of Mexican Imperial Silver (bar and coinage) derived from the collapse of the Reign of Maximillian von Hapsburg, Emperor of Mexico (1863 - 1867). I think we can remember where we put it.

All kidding aside, we are acerbic, but we do not bite. We do believe in our antiquated philosophy, but we try to not impose our quirks and beliefs so far as to be disrespectful.

El Gringo Viejo

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Wise Words

Communism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy. Its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery.

Winston Churchill

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Be sure you are right, then go ahead.

I bark at no man's bid. I will never come and go, fetch and carry, at the whistle of the Great Man in the White House, no matter who he is.

I told the people of my district that I would serve them as faithfully as I had done. But, if such was not to be, then you may all go to Hell, and I shall go to Texas!

David Crockett

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And on and on it goes. The more the Government gives away, the more it takes, and the less Americans do for themselves, until finally, like Europe, there is nobody left to do anything, and there is nobody left to pay for, the nothing that is not done.

And, yes, Virginia, there truly is a Santa Clause, and he and Mrs. Clause and their helpers care greatly for the good children of the Planet. So long as there is happiness, kindness, charity, generosity, and the Spirit of Fellowship, Santa Clause will be there, representing those noble things, and he will always move in a spiritual way so as to provoke humankind to goodness.

El Gringo Viejo

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“There is another class of coloured people who make a business of keeping the troubles, the wrongs, and the hardships of the Negro race before the public. Having learned that they are able to make a living out of their troubles, they have grown into the settled habit of advertising their wrongs — partly because they want sympathy and partly because it pays. Some of these people do not want the Negro to lose his grievances, because they do not want to lose their jobs.”

Booker Tallaferro Washington

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It is impossible to make a poor man rich by making a rich man poor.

Abraham Lincoln

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El Gringo Viejo: a fair description

Life for El Gringo Viejo began on the Texas-Mexico frontier, near McAllen, Texas literally on a real, live farm. The farmer, as one might imagine, was his father, who had moved with his parents from Gwinner, Sargent County, North Dakota in 1915 - 1916 period, down to the Lower Rio Grande Valley of Texas. (And yes, Virginia, that is the way Sargent County is spelled.)

His parents farmed in an area close to the new community named after its founder, called Ed Couch, in Hidalgo County of Texas. My grandfather is buried in the Weslaco Municipal Cemetery about 10 feet away from his friend, Ed Couch.

After studies, and a stint in the 1st Cavalry, 12th Regiment (mounted), Headquarters Squadron of the United States Army...riding warhorses back and forth along the Rio Grande from the late 1920s and early 1930s. He did not speak much about his service, but we determined that he apparently made rank of 1st Lieutenant.

El Gringo Viejo's Father established his farming and citrus grove-care operation just north of McAllen, Texas. Mother was a housewife and a professional woman....a learned, eloquent, well-read woman.

They were educated people, my father winding up as a Superintendent of a major school/facility of the Texas Department of Mental Health and Mental Retardation in Austin, Texas after a twenty year career in education at the secondary level. He had degrees in History, Psychology, and Education Administration.

El Gringo Viejo is the last of three children, all males. Number one was Milton Birchard, Jr. who was born in 1936 and died in a vehicular incident in 1988. He was narcoleptic. He held a doctorate in geography from Louisiana State University and was head of the Department there for a good while.

Number two is Norman Francis, who was born during the WWII situation in 1942 and became an important Republican political engineer and fundraiser. He served as Executive Director of the Republican Party of Texas during the late 1960s and early 1970s and as Senator John G. Tower's immediate Executive Assistant. The Senator is the Godfather of Norman's first son.

Norman died at age 77 in Austin, Texas and I was one of four eulogists who was chosen to speak at his en memoriam at the Austin Club in downtown most Austin…within sight of the State Capitol.

It was a personal duty and very rewarding

in every way.

My arrival was in 1947, and I was destined to confound my parents and all those around me. Educated entirely in public schools in McAllen, skipping the third grade, and stumbling out of my high school in the upper 90% of a class of 606. I

attended and graduated from Southwest Texas State University (now named Texas State University, unfortunately), being one of the few conservatives to graduate out of the School of Sociology, although my treatment at the hands of my tormentor-professors was not so unpleasant in those days. Emphasis of studies were social demography, and Latin American Affairs with a concentration on Mexico's history and current political evolution, with a minors in History, Geography, and Political Science.

El Gringo Viejo is one of the old, unreconstructed high-church Episcopalians. Politically, he is very fundamentally conservative. He prefers Baseball to football, and considers that baseball with a designated hitter for the pitcher should be called "poofy-ball". Favourite major league team of all times? The Brooklyn Dodgers of the 1950s. It will never be the same again.
El Gringo Viejo's father was born to a Hudson Valley-type girl and a man who had lost two older brothers who served in the Pennsylvania 96th Regiment of Volunteer Infantry during the War Between the States.

The surnamed line (Newton) originated from East Anglia, not far from a place called Washington in northeastern England. They came into Boston Harbour, Massachusetts in 1642 (the 1st voyage of the Mayflower had overbooked), and settled there and in Maine as well as spreading out to Vermont, New York, and Pennsylvania, over the generations for the first 220 years.
Another batch of folks, mainly Anglo, settled in the middle Hudson Valley. There was another group of Celto-Teutonics types from Saxony and Prussia, establishing and settling along the Hudson River from around what is Catskill County northward to Duchess and Rennselaer Counties around a place named Red Hook. The main group came in during the early 1650s.

My mother's people were another English line of long-term Southern and Tennessee people, from the Eastern part of that State, who originally came in during the 1660s through Virginia and North Carolina, and finally into Eastern Tennessee, settling in and around a county to be named Franklin, and helping to establish the city of Winchester. Almost all of these people originated from southwestern England, near the frontier with Wales.

Only recently did we verify that she had many people involved in the service of the Confederacy. One died in northern Mississippi, another Captain Asa Grant, 2nd Tennessee Volunteer Cavalry, was severely wounded and succumbed to his wounds finally in 1869, and another hung around in an Ohio POW camp (Camp Chase) for about 13 months, while three others were either wounded or died in action, including David Limbaugh, Lieutenant, 42 Tennessee Infantry. Another five made it through relatively unscathed.

Almost all were, oddly enough, related to the great-grand uncles and gggg-grandfathers down to gg-grandfathers of Rush Limbaugh. The gggg-grandfather came into the Colonies in the early 1740s from a Prussia and Saxony background, and served in both civilian and military capacities to the Continental government and Army. He was the XO of a Militia Battalion of 3,000 Pennsylvania effectives. They honed their military readiness under the supervision of Gen. von Steuben and someone named Washington at some place called Valley Forge, Pennsylvania.

A grandson of his, Isaac, settled in Tennessee after the War for Independence against King George III. So Rush and I share grandfathers, four generations deep on the American Continent.

It should be stated here that were I to be called to declare, my allegiance would still be with the Southern Cause, although I bear no rancor against those who feel the same about their instinct to maintain the Union. Oddly enough, both my mother (a Southerner) and my father (a true Yankee by blood) believed that we would have remained closer if we had separated, and each side gone the ways of their own yearning, but amicably.

The last of the English (El Gringo Viejo's) line came during the time between the Revolutionary War and the War of 1812. They left County Wicklow, where they had been involved, apparently, in that peculiar Anglo - Scots/Irish practice of making whiskey by the use of peat for fuel. They were also involved in the business of production and processing of various types of grains as well as the production of whiskey, gin, and beer. By their surnames one would know that, while coming out of Ireland, they were actually English, one with the surname of Christian and the wife, Webster. They had, in fact, married in Christ's Church Cathedral, Anglican, in downtown Dublin in 1796. They landed in New York, set up shop in the City among previously arrived relatives, and then in Albany. We have some record that this Christian who married the Webster had actually lived in the colonies, but travelled several times back and forth between the Spirits businesses in England and Ireland and the New World. They wound up as the generations progressed in and around Minneapolis (St. Anthony) & Saint Paul, Minnesota, and Racine, Wisconsin. My particular line went from New York to Alabama, then North Carolina, and then Wisconsin to join up with the rest of the extended family, finally in Minnesota, before the War Between the States.

The Time Line of entry of all lines of my children's blood ancestry on their mother's side in the New World begins in 1578, when Spaniards of mixed Hebraic and Iberian peoples, and others of ancestry from Portugal, Galicia, and southern Spain entered into what was to become Monclova and Saltillo, Coahuila. They are brought under the auspices of the Explorer, Conquistador, and Colonizer Jose Luis Carvajal y de la Cueva, with elements settling in Lampazos and Cerralvo (Nuevo Leon), in Palofox (Texas), and Revilla (Tamaulipas) on the Rio Bravo.
Also, the Count of the Sierra Gorda, Col. Jose de Escandon brought another group of mainly Spanish, Portuguese, and Azoreans in the early 175os, settling along the Rio Bravo (Grande), and then on the north (Texas) side, spreading up to what is now Yorktown, Texas (near and southeast of San Antonio de Bexar, more or less) before and during the Texas Republican period.

My children and theirs are qualified to join the Daughters of the American Revolution, the Sons of Liberty, The Sons of the Grand Army of the Union, The Sons of Confederate Veterans, and the Daughters of the Confederacy. By my side they are 16th generation English Colonial - American and 6th generation Texian. By my wife's side, my children are 23rd generation northernmost New Spain, Texian, and American. Isolating Texas alone, my grandchildren are 15th generation Texian.

LIKE?

Cats, and then dogs.

Fishing, even a bit of bird watching, now and then.

Really good music..antique, old, 1950s and early 1960s rock and roll, classical - Hayden, Mozart, Beethoven, both Strauses, and many others, African tribal sounds en chorus, Mexican bolero...mariachis when they play out-of-doors, some country and quite a bit of the old western (Sons of the Pioneers, the Texas Ploughboys, Marty Robbins "Gunfighter Ballads, for instance.), even some of my own piano works, bagpipes, Enya, marimba, Caribe.

The Gershwins' Porgy and Bess always seemed to me to have been, and remains, a true masterpiece of Americana.

Well maintained Firearms, smooth running small equipment, old autos that respond to repair and upkeep and keep going. Used to have BMWs and so forth, but being old helps tone things down a bit.

Antiques, and antiquities...Meso-American archeology...and religious history. Formal religious services among the Orthodox..as in Anglican, Roman, Orthodox and Conservative Jewish services and celebrations. Hard to find, now.

Overnight radio, rightwing talk radio until it becomes overly tedious and repetitive.

Weather and climate.

And strangely during the past few years,cooking. Not just barbequeing...but actually dishing up gourmet-type stuff...and gardening to a purpose.

We grow a lot of our own spices for our little bed and breakfast and we specialise in flowerng plants, bushes, and trees that attract bees and literally hundreds of species of common to extremely rare birds to our place.

Lifelong Republican, honourably discharged - United States Army (conscripted).

Now drifted into the position of favouring the amicable withdrawal of Texas from the American Union. My grandchildren are 15th generation Coahuila/Texas by my wife and 8th generation Texas by me and my will is to have them answer for the debt of Texas and not for the debts incurred by the National Socialists who have taken possession of the central government in Washington, D.C.

DISLIKES?
Any kind of socialism...bolshevik, national, marxist, social democratic, Trotskyite, progressive, ....and any kind of socialist.

The Ku Klux Klan and such types who figure that they have to hate somebody because of how he/she was born. They are just role players, resucitated by the Communist Party USA in the 1920s, whose members are fueled by a well deserved sense of inferiority.

And almost all social activism.

Almost all labour union officers and almost all labour unions. (There are some exceptions.)

Public assistance of any kind. All welfare and/or charity should and must be privately handled in order to avoid the trap wherein we have fallen, that being the multigenerational slide into the abyss of forlorn hopelessness that is government slavery and dependence. That slide is cheerfully supported by politicians who love to buy votes with other peoples' money.

Lotteries operated by governments.

Litter, filth, graffiti, gangs, and waiting in line for people using food stamps whil'st they argue with the cashier about how they "need" this or that to be covered...when they have three carts with 450 USD of snacks and things we cannot afford because we are in an 'upper income" category.

Church reformers who want to change my church instead of them going to another church and just leaving me alone.

Medications for boys who are over-active, and medications in general.

Lite beer, lite Coca Cola, fat-free, lo-cal, artificial sugars and sweeteners, anything marked "healthy" on food packages, sugar-free, margarine, and driving 23 miles to buy gasoline over there because it is 2 cents per gallon cheaper.

Any government programme designed to help anybody; 94% of the time the programme winds up morphing into some kind of monster. Then liberals and do-gooders will propose another programme, twice as costly, to cure the ills caused by the first cure-all.

Officiousness, and the term "non-profit", as if there is some kind of moral superiority in the failure to produce wealth.

Physical abuse of an animal, an extraterrestrial, a child, slave, woman, or anything like a tractor or power tool, firearm, sewing machine, or an auto, etc.
Loud and/or sharp noises, especially when such noises have no particular purpose.

Wasting anything, from paper towels to Clorox to cake and cookie batter...anything. And....waiting in a line.