The Hour Cometh and Now Is....

    

The time has come for us to begin gathering up our camels and tents, girding our loins, and flocking our sheep.   It is necessary to return to our little mud hut in the Mexican outback and attend to our visitors.   Alvaro has been holding things down for a good long stay of it, and there have been many projects that he is very probably desirous of showing off to the Gringo Viejo. 

     There have been plenteous rains visited upon our area, so we are hopeful that the flamboyan trees and other growies have responded well to our husbandry and the available moisture.  Alvaro has apparently run a water line to our southern edge of the "disciplined" upper part of the property, something we had talked about on occasion.   Alvaro may have been a little overly spontaneous in the installation, but perhaps he will pay for the pipe, faucets, and plumber's work for the installation at our pump.  Something tells me that the bill will be mine, however.

     A bit of damage from very high winds, and the debris carried by such winds, has been fixed right where our chimney joins the roof, so that is a good step forward.   One of the reasons for having built our little place in the manner we did, was to avail ourselves of the relatively less involved processes and less expensive financial outlays required  to repair whatever needed repairing.

     We should be away for a bit of a longer stay of it.  Most, if not all, of our chores in Texas have been acquitted, and they are in better hands with my better half, in any regard.   Arriving back down at our little paradise, one of the first things that we really want to plumb is the attitude of the people concerning the elections past.  The link here provided

 http://blogs.mcclatchydc.com/mexico/2012/07/state-by-state-election-results.html?utm_source=twitterfeed&utm_medium=twitter

with a clumsy but workable State by State interactive device for totalling of the votes for each registered candidate.   There were several surprises in the outcome for this observer.  We also noted that our girl had done very well in the State of VeraCruz...coming in second, but only 600 or so votes behind Pen~a Nieto in a turnout of about 2,000,000.   Some of the tabulations do not make historical sense, as in Baja California, Coahuila, Chihuahua, Durango, San Luis Potosi and Sinaloa.   Then again, Vasquez-Mota (my candidate) historically should not have been remotely close to winning the State of Tamaulipas, but she did....somewhat decisively.   Her Victory in and around the City of Victoria....was, bluntly stated, overwhelming.   Perhaps my neighbour had something to do with that.   It may speak to my misunderestimating the outcome....being surrounded by a normally PRI populace showing signs of, and then actually voting, PAN.

     The dogs are always glad to see me...sometimes waiting at the paved road and running joyfully, barking and doing acrobatics, behind the old Dynasty that last 200 yards from the pavement to the Quinta Tesoro de la Sierra Madre.   Doggy treats and medicine that doesn't hurt is here again.   The cats, on the other hand, are not unhappy that El Gringo Viejo has returned.    Perhaps that is the best way to say it.  If we were in colder moments of the calendar, they would be a bit more demonstrative, because they assuredly see me as their organic overnight heater.

     We are having a bit more activity as the comprehension of normalcy is worked into the psyche of the people again.  Things have been on a slow but steady upswing for the past few months.   We are awaiting the return of our American visitors to change from a trickle back to where it had been 24 months ago....and we are bolstered in our optismism by the general feeling and gossip that troops that have been deployed are going to be placed in a fully re-organised deployment pattern, meaning  that they will stay in place as part of a formal, permanent repositioning of forces.

     We should be adding on to this information later to-night.  It will be found here or in another new post.   Thanks to everyone for your attention and valuable time!
El Gringo Viejo

Psssst. Sen~or, su mula esta' de vuelo.

TEAM O'BAMA'S  "PLAN X" is 'up in the air', according to Ben and Tim

This is the result of Ben's (left, standing) and Tim's
(right, standing) last attempt to load the cart.  The
fellow hanging in the air is you, the taxpayer.
All the people on the planet now await, with bait
 on their breath, Ben's and Tim's next attempt to
right the cart and to pay Tim's IRS bill, on time. 

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A three year study by the Foundation of People Who are Better and Smarter Than You, (a nonpartisan, non-profit organisation for the promotion of social democracy and progressive ideas and agendas and for taking everything from the 50% of the population that pays income taxes ..aka, 'the 1%'....and giving it for the defense and support of the exploited 50%...aka the '99%'), has determined who is at fault for the situation pictured above.

George Bush.

We also devised a solution,.

     It became obvious that the problem was not enough weight in the front.   So, we placed a bill into the congressional calendar repealing previous laws concerning weight, and establishing Metric Mule Measure, aka the BOV, which means Environmental Emergency in Tightening Rope Netting and Hair Spray Conditions for Minorities and Lesbian Eskimoes.  Republicans still have done nothing with this legislation, which will result in hunger for minority children, the middle class, and the mentally challenged polar bear community (the ones who have cute babies).

     The ATF and E was also authorised to shoot the offending cow above-pictured, and to blame the appropriate parties (gun owners) for the death of the cow.  But now, after three years and a fraction, the animal is still hanging in the air.  Nothing has happened.   Ain't No one can understand that nothing we don't do don't hardly  amount to nothing....no how.

     The party at fault for all of this is named below.

 

George Bush.

PS.   We shall have to skin that cow to determine what is in it.  It might just be a dog.

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     We are actually astonished that so many people are watching CNBC, FOX Business, and Bloomberg while Bernacke and/or Geitner drone mendacious, deranged bilge out like a pair of stoned gurus in a cave in India.    One rock plus one rock equals two rocks.   Spend three rocks every day, while earning only two rocks per day will quickly lead to having serious and irreversible problems.

EL Gringo Viejo 

(and yes, I know that spell-check says that the correct spelling for Ben's and Tim's surnames is Barnacle and Gwinner) 

Fundamental Transformative Marxism

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, SUCCESSFULL PEOPLE ARE SLUGS WHO MADE IT ON THE BACKS OF THE EXPLOITED.   SIMPLY BECAUSE 50 PERCENT OF THE POPULATION PAYS 99.9% OF THE CENTRAL GOVERNMENT'S INCOME TAX, STILL IS NO EXCUSE FOR THE PRODUCER CLASS TO THINK THEY ARE ANYBODY SPECIAL.   The special people are the ones who take advantage of what Father Obamaham allows them to have....AFDC, Food Stamps, Section 8, Lottery Tickets, WIC, and all the things the truly deserving deserve to deserve. He taketh the Motor Company from the stock holders and bond holders and gives it to the union thugs who drove the company into the ground by demanding unsustainable wages and benefits, and are rewarded by being named the new owners.   UAW-Government Motor Co.

Real live Indian girl, Cherokee Princess
Elizabeth

Cherokee Princess Elizabeth Warren (L), Candidate of the Democrat National Socialist Workers' Party for the office of Senator representing the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, to the Central Government of the United States of America.  She is famous as a marxist thinker as well as being a real live injun.   She is also the Reincarnation of St. Margaret Sanger, the patron saint of things that might have been.    She inspired the speech used below, during the early part of her campaign for the Senate seat.  Our fundamental transformer now uses his version (found below) which has been programmed into OZ, his All Knowing Teleprompter.   Hear what comfortable words our leader has for his children:

The nephew of Auntie Zeituni and Uncle
 Onanyu, America's most famous secret
 illegal aliens, attempts to steal the War
 Bonnet of Chief Medicine Crow, Chief of
the Crow Nation.   Obama was going to
raffle off the headdress for campaign
contributions.   Unlike Obama, the
Old Chief is a War Hero, having

served in WWII.

     "There are a lot of wealthy, successful Americans who agree with me -- because they want to give something back. They know they didn't -- look, if you've been successful, you didn't get there on your own. You didn't get there on your own. I’m always struck by people who think, well, it must be because I was just so smart. There are a lot of smart people out there. It must be because I worked harder than everybody else. Let me tell you something -- there are a whole bunch of hardworking people out there. (Applause.)

     "If you were successful, somebody along the line gave you some help. There was a great teacher somewhere in your life. Somebody helped to create this unbelievable American system that we have that allowed you to thrive. Somebody invested in roads and bridges. If you've got a business -- you didn't build that. Somebody else made that happen. The Internet didn't get invented on its own. Government research created the Internet so that all the companies could make money off the Internet.

      ''The point is, is that when we succeed, we succeed because of our individual initiative, but also because we do things together. There are some things, just like fighting fires, we don’t do on our own. I mean, imagine if everybody had their own fire service. That would be a hard way to organize fighting fires."   -  Barak Hussein Obama.

Special Warning:   Your president and his administration actually believe this bilge that flows from OZ the Teleprompter.  Much of it is in their Book of Satanic Phrases, Prayers, and Incantations.   Beware of marxists who control the state police and military of any country.

El Gringo Viejo
    

Specious

     Specious is a perfect word for our marxist superman.   It is well for him that there are so many dolts who actually believe that it is any of their business how much money Mitt Romney has and how much money he makes.    Slugs who are so full of themselves that they could assume that (1) it is any of their business, or (2) they have the right to say that Romney has too much or too little of anything, even fillings in his teeth, are fools of the first order.

      We are at that tipping point when stupid panels of focus group, labour union dullards  can roll out pearls of wisdom like,"The rich should pay their fair share," thereby re-igniting the Progressives' Crusade for Social  Justic and Equality Forever.   It can be pointed out that the "rich" are already paying all the income tax in America, and that the "poor" essentially pay nothing.   This makes no difference to the slack-jawed, self-entitled union-thug dullard.   He/she are certain that "they" have too much and that "we" are being shortchanged.

     A million years ago, El Gringo Viejo made himself immensely unpopular in the Austin, Texas street and flower-people scene by chiming in on such coffee-house and fern-stand restaurant rolling sililoquys.   In the 1960s and 1970s there were literally scores of thousands of strangely dressed people with chronic pupildilatus who have been revealed The Truth by either the Wise Ones or The Wise One.
     We were given one gem, one time, that had to be saved and engraved some fine day on Mount Rushmore.   It was given to us by a fellow who later stabbed his roomate several times without provocation about a year after our last encounter.  He was also famous for arriving at a table and sitting down un-invited, then asking,"What're we smokin'?"
     It was my device to give him a True Blue 100 cigarette.   He would study it for 60 to 90 seconds, and then eat it, filter and all.  But most remembered is his brilliant piece of marxist-inspired bilge that caused all of us around our table to nearly require hospitalisation. "Yeah, man.  It's a bummer out there.  Everyone's tightened up, man.  No free weed is a bummer, man.   It's gonna be legalised next week, though man.  Legalised and free.  Everybody's gotta have weed man, it's like a right, man."
     But this time, he had a further Pronunciamiento Real...."You know, man.   It's a real bummer.   There's too many people who have all the money.   That's why there's no money for us sittin' around this table, right here.   'Cause too many people have all the money."

     Another conversation was carried on by a real live professor who was always quick to point out how much more intelligent he was than the rest of us.  He launched one day into the idea that Richard Nixon was paid too much.   Also, he demonstrated, the Russians are better than us because in the USSR nobody could be paid more than 10 times the amount of the lowest paid worker.   "So there, you see?   Atheism begets true morality.   All these executives and ball players, they are all fools, and they're sucking the blood out of you common workers.   It is simply unjust!"
      But one time, having tired of his same rant and his same condescending attitude (although he never tired of leaving us stuck with the table bill...no tip...and several bummed cigarettes in debt), El Gringo no tan Viejo asked quickly, "How much do you make as a professor here at UT?"
      The Wise One seemed a bit taken aback, but he could not resist the opportunity to impress five or six "working their way through school flunkies", and so he said, "Well..."
      I quickly interrupted him and declared,"Well, that's too much.   You are paid way too much."
      The professor was stunned and aghast.   "What do you mean?   How can you say that?"
     "You decide who makes too little and too much?   Where are your credentials?   Who are you to say who should make what and what is just?  I have declared myself to be an authority, and I say you make too much.  The issue is closed and you are wrong.  Wrong and overpaid."
     "Oh! I get it.   You are one of those 'free market' types.   Let the market determine, let everyone vote.   You are a fool."  he stammered.
       "Yes.  Let the seller sell and and buyer buy.  The median will be quickly reached." It was a good night for our little table of rightwingers, there ....in the summer of 1967...just off of Guadalupe Street (aka - The Drag)...about one year after the Whitman Tower Shootings.   It was a very good  time.  And a very sad time for many, as well.
     Every day, another fool is instilled with the new knowledge that the rich must pay their fair share....every day some of the fools die....but they are replaced with new fools who discover the pyrite and call it gold.

El Gringo Viejo...
      

What's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine.

     We are entertained by the minstrel show being provided by Obama, officers in his re-election campaign, and officers of the Democrat National Committee concerning Mr. Romney's money.   Would that they concerned themselves with the money they are in charge of administering more, and with Mr. Romney's money less.   It would go better for them if their own people were not doing the same financial manuevers as Mr. Romney.   Such is the way of forward leaning hypocrits.

     At the root of almost every economic and social ill we are undergoing in these days is a central government program, funded and controlled by economic and social engineers who are either fools or purposeful saboteurs...or both.    (We remember Col. Klink of Stalag XIII)

The Food Stamp program is designed to prevent us from having to step over dead bodies of the children who starved to death overnight, and it was only going to cost so much.   Now we are told that because of Republican indifference,  50% of minority children are morbidly obese and have diabetes, and we are not providing enough taxes and contributions to address that problem.   We are continuing to feed "the children" two and a half meals per day at school, "free", and "school summer lunch" program, "free" and various food bank programs. And still we are admonished by the Democrats that the Republicans want children, especially minority children, to starve.

     We were told that people had a right to own a home and that the government had a vested interest in facilitating home ownership.   Franklin Raines and Barney Frank and Christopher

Jim Ready  and Cong. Barney Frank
at their 7 July 2012 nuptials in Massachusetts

Dodd were the grand shamans of Home Ownership.   A weak system that had a least a mediocre record in muddling the free market in housing as best it could, finally broke apart.  With the Frank, Raines, and Dodd trinity from Hell, it became some thing a free housing in  markets instead, and promptly collapsed.    But they blamed it on Bush, who had the least to do with it.   He was scoffed at  and ridiculed for suggesting that it was dangerous and counterproductive for the Government Wise Men to give minorities, polars bears, and welfare recipients 400,000 mortgages.   It broke apart because of the ridiculous derivatives market gaming and hedge fund smokescreening.    It should be noted as an aside that both (Sir Edmund)Hillary's and Nancy (Pass it to find out what's inside it) Pelosi's daughters were employed by hedge fund operators during the "Flip This House" days of frenzy.

     We were also told that Social Security would keep us from having to step over the withered bodies of geezers who had starved to death and frozen in the gutter overnight, after losing their utility subsidy while bleeding to death cutting themselves with the sharp can lids of dog food they were eating.    But every two years the Democrats send mailers, publish newspaper advertisements, and run hours upon hours of warnings about how the Republicans are going to lower taxes on the rich and take away Social Security checks from the geezers.   Was the program really designed by marxists to terrorise geezers every two years?

     Since Ronald Reagan would do nothing to advance renewable energy, or fight HIV,  Obama has had to show the way.   His way is Solyndra....and a myriad of other programs, subsidies, loan guarantees, and outright crony capitalist deals.  We have loans and grants going to Red China, Finland, Mexico, Canada, and other places involved in Green Energy (what in the Hell is green energy?) and this qualifies as "doing something for the middle class".   We look across the pond to our Spanish friends, so often cited in 2007 - 2008 as the example for spurring employment and providing clean energy.   The Spanish "green energy initiative" had even been identified by its original advocate as a complete and total failure by 2008.   It did nothing for employment levels except to reduce them, and did nothing about the Spanish "energy" picture except to make it worse.

     So, in the words of the Great Communicator, "Mr. Obama, tear down this wall.   We know your intent is to enslave people in a New East Berlin....we know you want to remand Americans and America to the ant-hill so dear to marxists.   But we say, "no!"   We shall not march meekly to the ovens....the gulags....the re-education camps, or submit to your elitist desires to give us  scripted and orderly dull grey lives.   We shall rise, resist, and turn back your plans to involve us further in your Great Leap Forward.  We shall overcome.

El Gringo Viejo

An Evening in Bali Hai

The better half and I answered an invitation from some very lovely folks who have been involved with the American armed forces for much of their professional lives.   They came into this country as legal immigrants, and quickly naturalised as citizens of the United States of America several years ago.

Bali Hai

     They were entertaining two other couples, so the six of them represented the countries of the Philippines, Burma, Indonesia, Malaysia, Singapore,  and India.  They have common traits among them.   They are all married.  They all speak English either very well or perfectly. They were all strike-force conservatives and Republican voters.   They all still use the correct identifier of "Red China" instead of China.  They are all business people, military people, and/or medical people.   They all seemed well-to-do, and very quiet yet engaging.

     Our hostess had been on the local television news during the week of July the Fourth, urging the populace to be open and demonstrative in their affection for the American Republic.   She is coming to be known as the Flag Lady because she has a flag-pole that fronts on the nearby expressway and that announces the intersection of the lane where there house starts the neighbourhood.   She and her husband have been active in promoting the proper display and protocol for the flag, and are becoming famous for their defense of our National Standard.

     All but one of these people were born into limited situations.   Our hosts were very young people in the Philippines during the Japanese invasion and occupation.  Their very close relatives were involved with the Americans and during the resistance.   They lost many friends and relatives during the war, as one might imagine. 

     The Indian man spent time in Malaysia, where his father, as a Commonwealth "Native Person" from India, worked his way up to be the Chief of Operations for the Dunlop Rubber people from England.   He was displaced by the Japanese Invasion and then returned towards the end of the War to re-establish the Dunlop operations to their previous level.   As the time arrived, because of his position and contacts, he managed to enter his son into Cambridge's high school/ preparatory, and the boy made the grade to attend and graduate from that University.   He is very proud of his father, and his son, who is now finishing High School in an advanced school in South Texas.   Of especial pride for the father is that his son scored the highest grade in the very advanced American History advance college placement examination....for the entire school.     The boy will leave High School with almost a year and a half of collegiate work already on his transcript, and ranking third in a very large class.

     Another "girl" is a trauma/emergency critical care  Registered Nurse and has recently qualified to study in a program that El Gringo Viejo thinks is something like physician assistant or trauma facility supervisor credentialisation.
     All were terribly polite without any hint of being syrupy or officious.  They are all very knowledgeable about their history, geography, and languages.   All speak at least four languages, while the Indian can speak five.
     Our Filipino friends...the military ones....had brought my wife and me into the get-together so as to show these poor people, surrounded by slugs and parasites who very remotely resemble them,  that not all the people in the Lower Rio Grande Valley are slack-jawed food-stampers.  They wanted us to tell their friends about how the Valley had been, back in the 1950s, and about the historical background of the area.   They seemed enchanted and surprised about many of the details.   The better half's colonial background and my family's peculiar comings and goings between northernmost USA and tropical Mexico, and many stops in between had them, seemingly, enthralled.

     The thing was that they all agreed that the Valley needed more attention to expressions of dedication to the Republic and more commitment to the duties required of patriots.   It was a bit humiliating, but much of the meat of their observations was well reasoned.   It gave us both something to gnaw on for the short drive back home.

     We could drone on about this little confab for quite a bit more, but it is thought best to leave it here like this....as a seed for the planting.   And, we shall leave you all for another night.   Tomorrow another venture into the land Obama has fundamentally transformed.
El Gringo Viejo