A Few Short Notes

During our last stay down on the face of the Sierra Madre Oriental, days were confused by positive and negative clashes of information on various fronts.   Yesterday, coming back up from the Quinta, it was amazing to see the number of tractor trailer rigs....really comment worthy.  Many were in same company convoy, others just moving along.   I was passed by scores of these trucks, almost all expertly handled....(there are always one or two jerks in the mix).    A roughly equal number was encountered heading South into the interior, loaded with some American-orginated something.

     For someone who grew up essentially travelling throughout Mexico, we still marvel to see transport trucks that have all 18 (or frequently 22) tires being the same brand, age, mileage, and "truth of axle".   Such a think has been commonplace for about 15 years now, longer on 1st class and deluxe busses...but, back in the 1950s it was a marvel to see how many different wheels, tires, and whatever they could adapt to the issue of moving this thing to that place. 

 

 

Big Bird?

    The silliness over introducing Big Bird into the issue of this campaign, or a debate, is on a parallel path into the Brea Tar Pits.   Parallelling paths include Miss Fluke's  demand that someone pay for her birth control pills.   All of this is driven by Democrat focus group respondents who famously have no remote notion of "what means" critical thinking.    Democrat focus groups are well-known to be unable to respond to questions about certain common topics because they have never heard about the common topic under examination.

     But!   One thing stands out about the common Democrat voter;   they love things that make them feel good.   Big Bird has helped many a busy mother distract her little litter launchers during early morning and/or after-school episodes.   So mothers love Big Bird.   The children love amorphous, androgynous "beings"...(Big Bird, Barney)...and so it is a big, happy, warm, and fuzzy Daisy chain of parasitism.

     It also feels good to remember that Big Bird comes from Sesame Street, where there are no churches or synagogues and where heroes are garbage scavengers, and where five year old girls lecture 50 year old men about moral issues and "social justice" and global cooling...I mean global....wait, it's polar bears and recycling to-day?

      Also, Big Bird fits the template.   He's unemployed, educated after a fashion that he's not even qualified to do jobs for which he feels he is too good to stoop.   He's also able to take advantage of his Uncle's house AND his insurance until pigs fly and Government Motors pays back the bond holders and preferred stock owners from the days of the expropriation in 2009.

      It would be so much nicer if Big Bird and all of his peculiar fifth-column strangoes could go out and support themselves, as did Fred and another famous Barney, as well as the Jetson.  But, (sigh)  Big Bird has the curse and blessing of having a very rich uncle.

 

The Military and the Cartel

    

    The normal, reasonable, and commonly civil and inefficient Mexican rural condition has continued to improve over the past couple of months....faster than we thought it could.  There were two major figures in our general area, very senior level, very animalistic who were taken down.   One was killed, and perhaps better, the other one was captured.   They had been encountered in a remote area in Coahuila State a few miles southwest of Nuevo Laredo, Tamaulipas.

     The captured one has been fingered as the ZETA area commander at the time of the situation on Falcon Lake.   He has the unlikely nickname of ''ardilla" (squirrel).  He is a remnant of a treasonous group of ranking sergeants of the Mexican Army from about 15 years ago now.   (Has it really been that long?)

     He was never a member of the Mexican Army.   He post-dates the formation of the ZETA group.  He was a child in the real heyday of the organisation.  He has brutally killed many people personally, many of them illegal aliens from Central America who refused conscription into the new, improved ZETA organisation.

      There is hope that "El Ardilla"  will shed some light on the happenings at Falcon Lake.

 

What all does this mean to El Gringo Viejo or anyone else?   Nothing more, really, than having to go out to the gate more frequently to receive "drop-in" type visitors who are moved to want to take a better look at our little mud hut on the Rio Corona and to census our gardens and stories.    Perhaps business will soon return to normal.

 

 

 

Doing a bit poorly....nothing serious.

 

     We have been beset upon by the Devil with having a bit of a runny nose which turned into a bit of throat discomfort  and then a lot of slop being coughed up.   Throw in some fever and a pre-disposition of moan and groan....we just haven't been really, really up and in the mood to attack yesterday and to-day.   At this moment, we are feeling much improved.

      It is fascinating how many women in general, and in particular the better three-quarters of the Gringo can have all this same symptoms and just keep right on going.   But, for me, it just seems impossible to think with a fever.

 

 

More Later.

El Gringo Viejo    

Open for Business Again

Another uneventful drive back to the Republic of Texas.   This is just a note to allow all OROGs to be aware that El Gringo Viejo is back.   We shall return to this same column later to-night and then again in the morning early with stories about the Quinta and issues affecting our Nations.

Mealy Mouth Clinton Talk....by Obama....as usual.

“There’s the thinking that the president is somebody who is all-powerful and can get everything done,” Obama responded. “In our branch, in our system of government, I am the head of the executive branch. I’m not the head of the legislature, I’m not the head of the judiciary. We have to have cooperation from all these sources in order to get something done. So I am happy to take responsibility for the fact that we didn’t get it done, but I did not make a promise that we would get everything done, 100 percent when I was elected as president." (sounds so much like Clinton it gives me shudders)
 

Read more: http://www.politico.com/news/stories/0912/81470.html#ixzz273bw3siI

 

     No, Barry, there is the thinking by stupid, un-schooled people that leads them to believe that their lives depend upon the President.   Who the President is, how he feels about "me", what he does for "me", when he will do something for "me", and above all else, if he will cut the rich people down to size.

     The people with whom you were talking at the Univision appearance, including the lefty but respected Jorge Ramos,  already know about the Constitutional assignments given to the Excutive, Legislative, and Judicial branches of the United States of America.   The pedant, dull un-necessary explanation you gave was disgusting.   It was a normal, arrogant performance of a person who assumes that he is the brightest bulb in the chandalier, when in fact his filament is already burned out.

     It is the final sentence in this paragraph uttered by the naked Emperor that gives Chris Matthews a warm and fuzzy tingle;   "....but I did not make a promise that we would get everything done, 100% when I was electred as president".   You see, you can't catch me.   I can't be caught by your stupid little question.  I'm a really smart lawyer.  So I'm gonna ask you, "Have you stopped beating your wife? Huh?   Huh?"  Gotcha!

 

     The president chose not to bring the issue of amnesty, path to citizenship, normalisation of temporary work permits, and several other immigration issues to the forefront when he had a majority in both house of Congress because, in typical marxist fashion, it is best to keep issues that can be demogogued easily to one ethnic, age, income, or other category, until some time around election time.   The merest thought of bringing the issue up in 2010 would have extended the disasters for the Democrats in that election, so it was delayed until the next election.

      Another problem is that 60 percent of the Latinos don't give a whit about immigration issues.   About 15 percent have some kind of skin in the game.   Part of the impatience that the hosts had with Obama on this occasion was that he was talking down to them as though they were all like the dolts he has as dumboe-manakin props behind him in the press clips.  (One wonders how much training must be invested to make sure that the dolts in those scenes don't drool on their 'forward' signs that they are holding upside down)

     Another part of the impatience of the Univision people is the matter of the casualties involved in the ridiculous shovelling of firearms into the hands of the cartels by the Obama/Holder Department of Justice, about 400 were civilian men, women, and children, honest and semi honest cops, and, of course, heroic Mexican military personnel of the Army and Naval Infantry.   Killed....Dead.  No one in the administration has expressed a whit of interest in the is fact, much less bemoaned it.   If  the 'apology marathon' were to employed anywhere, it seems as thought this would have been a fairly easy apology to make to someone.
    The fact is that when people are killed during a commission of a violation of the law, those deaths are classified as homicides, and referred for prosecution as felony murder or manslaughter, depending upon the aggravating circumstances.    High Crimes and Misdemeanours?  Impeachment, conviction, and imprisonment for Obama and Holder?   Were they to be Republicans, or worse, Conservatives, they would already be in prison.
     Jorge Ramos was so crass that he asked Obama if he is going to fire Holder for his mishandling of the "Fast and Furious Debacle".    Obama stuttered and filibustered another answer, while the atmostphere in the hall continued to cool to the freezing point before the interview was over.   And yes, don't worry, there will be none of it on the Obsolete Media to-morrow.   Fox is barely coverning the story, but believe me that this interview will have a 10 point hit in the days to come among Latinos.

 Finally, more than anything, it was good to see someone in the media not start and end the honour of having a chance to interview this terrible narcissistic dullard with questions like,"Don't you just hate when you make a shot and there's no way to tell whether or not it made it in, or just looked that way by the way it whisked the net?"  or  "Do you ever get tired of people with an ax to grind saying unjustifiable mean things about you?"   If I were to interview him, I would have asked him if he wanted to do the interview in English or Dhuhluo or pre-Dutch Indonesian.

 

     What is interesting about these two points....and then the total failure of anticipation, preparation, and the employment of just plain good sense in the matter of the multiple Embassy assaults....is that Obama appeared off-balance, arrogant, almost offended by the questions.  It was left to a lefty, Spanish language network to actually pull of a complete show of hostile questioning...with a healthy mix of Latino-type questions, and general American question.   Harsh questioning.  It was a great moment for Univision....and the normally pinky Jorge Ramos and his female counterpart.

More later.
El Gringo Viejo  

HEADING SOUTH

We shall be heading to the South to-morrow.   There have been various projects started and mainly finished.   So, we look forward to seeing the nature of their appearance and function.  In the next few months we might be buying what might be that last motorcar.  Given that the one El Gringo Viejo is driving right now has been "in the family" so to speak for over twenty years this next vehicle has to be chosen carefully.

     The present one has served well, but now has more quirks that only one person can ever hope to operate it.    We were going to loan it to my son some months back, after some girl ran into his neat little Mustang when he was parked at a stop light.   The "special notes and suggestions" that we wrote up to introduce our old grey (barely maroon) mare took almost two pages of single spaced typing of the size the OROG sees here.   And that was just to start rolling.   The stopping and getting back to square one has other sets of instructions.  Those, however, can always be read while one tries to work it out of 2nd gear while texting the hospital to make reservations in the emergency room.

     In any regard, the old mare has been a loyal and faithful servant, so perhaps we will find a pleasant barn where we could jack it up to keep the tires off the ground and restore it some day.  It still makes about 30 miles to the gallon of fuel.   It has also served during the past years as a device to disarm any nefarious bum who was on the prowl to impress an SUV or four-door pick-up into Cartel service.   Humble looking is also the better part of valour sometimes, too.

     Our normal route does not take us by the blow-out at the PEMEX natural gas processing and transmission plant.   To go that way means an extra couple of hours drive, passing through Linares instead of San Fernando.   Our understanding at this point is that there are only four of the injured remaining in the hospital in Reynosa.   They are, as one might imagine, very seriously injured.   There are a few, perhaps as many as six, who are not accounted for, and who might well have been immolated.   The bulk of the casualties were Schlumberger technicians from France or affiliated sub-contractors.   One of the things that was going on at that hour of that day was a cleanout of a line-feed and tank that is used for extracting nitrogen dihydroxide  (water infused nitrogen gas) and putting it into another tank for drying and preparation for turning into other products, such as anhydrous ammonia to be used in fertilizers.

     We shall be a little removed from ready comment or from reception of emails.  Any questions can be directed to Diana, and you will probably received better, and shorter, answers anyway.   There will be a couple of more entries during the remainder of the day if there are no surprises.

El Gringo Viejo

 

      

TRADE PRESIDENTS, ANYONE?

To the left is the President of the United States of America and to the right is the President of Libya, Mohammed Magarief.  One of them is an honest man.   One of them puts his people above himself.  Only one is worthy of Honour.

Here are a couple of fellows.  

Both are Presidents.  One of Libya, and the other of a nation in serious decline, somewhere north of Belize.  One tells the truth, even at the risk of his own life.  The other one lies without compunction.

    One tries to be reasonable, even in unreasonable conditions.  The other is essentially an extreme marxist ideologue, dedicated to forcing social democracy onto a common law, free enterprise country, as a form of punishment for having "oppressed" certain bodies of people.

     One is trying to re-establish a country that has had years of oppression of a kind that cannot be comprehended by most Americans.   While some speak of a War onWomen in the United States, the President of Libya must deal with armed gangs of deranged religious maniacs who think nothing of lining up the daughters, especially the daughters of people suspected of helping a different faction.   The thugs rape and shoot the girls in front of the parents, just as if the girls were common foreign female news reporters.   That is what the President of Libya sees as a War on Women.

     El Gringo Viejo noted when the President of Libya was speaking yesterday about the probable source of the disorders in Benghazi, assigning the blame to terrorists, probably under the control of an Al Qiada group that he appeared to me to be an honest, sincere, and straightforward man.  A Statesman.

     El Gringo Viejo noted on the Letterman show that the President of the United States continued to lie and construct preposterous Windmills and Hobbit holes and Cheshire Cats concerning the probable source of the terrorist attacks.   WE CAN TRUST NOTHING THIS MAN SAYS ABOUT THIS ISSUE OR ANY OTHER.   HE IS A MARXIST WHOSE ONLY TRUTH IS THAT WHICH AIDS IN THE DESTRUCTION OF AMERICA AND ANY FREE STATE.

    We would be willing to trade Libya's President for ours, but something tells me that the Libyans would not take the trade.

And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.                                                            El Gringo Viejo

 

WE, the rightwing crazies have to pull Romney Out of the Clutches of the Liberal Republican Loser Thinkers

What a funny little quirk of fate.   The country-club, pinky-pants kinda-conservative Republicans tell us "ONLY ROMNEY CAN WIN.   NO RUBES OR HICKS OR MOOSE KILLERS NEED APPLY!!"

 

     The rightwing crazies say, Romney has a lot of pinko liberal baggage, and he is a compromiser.   The Country Clubbers respond,"You people are not sophisticated enough to understand.  We have to have a moderate.   The American people do not want hard liner extremists.   We have to have a moderate.   Someone who doesn't believe too hard in anything and who will throw in the towel immediately during any negotiation with the socialists.   After all socialism is the inevitable wave of the future and there is no way to avoid it."

      The rightwingers respond, "Then that's how Gerald Ford, King George I, Bob Dole, and Col.  McCain really stuck it to the liberal Democrats, right?"

 

      To which the pinky pants Country Clubbers respond, "If you only knew what a nice boy Billy Jeff Clinton is.   He is just the nicest boy and he does a lot of nice things.  He's just like one of us.   He is like a son to us.   And yes, Bob Dole and Col. McCain ran nice races because they like nice things and they like to have agreement and make progress.   Just think of all those nice parking spaces for crippled folks and geezers the food stampers can leave their grocery carts and pampers in.  That's nice because only gang members who print handicap tags ever use the parking spaces anyway."

      And the rightwing crazies say, "But McCain runs a nice campaign against a guy who makes fun of  "Special Olympics" on national television."

      "Yes, it was not good that Col. McCain built up that kind of pressure on a Negro who needed to be accepted and approved by the people because it was "their " time.   Perhaps it was the pressure of that girl from Canada who he chose to be his running mate.   Everybody knows they were having an affair....that's why they had to keep it a secret.   She was such a catty, gossipy, little trampy piece of white trash.   You realize of course that she has never really..you know...."belonged"....in the sense of, you know... "belonging".   I mean, do they even have a country club in...where is it?  the Yukon?    She doesn't even understand the "inconvenience"...you know...like a nine-month prison sentence....sometimes a girl has to stand up for what's right, and she just didn't understand what it's like to be a real woman, with a little dignity....knowing which fork to use...you know."

      "Fork or coathanger?''


     And so it is left to the Rightwing Crazies to ...not just gather 'round...but to charge the parapets.   Surrounding the charger of our King, we force him to ride with us to assault the walls of the evil Prince Barry and his hideous court of treacherous vipers.  "Raise your Sword, Your Majesty!   We are carrying the Day!   There is fear and disorder in the Castle, and the defence lines and giving'way!" a popular captain calls over the din of battle.

     Suddenly the Good King Willard takes faith, seeing these new troops flooding into and onto the battlefield.  Looking up he sees that the defenders are gone from the walls.   Then, with but little delay, he points to the Castle and declares, "In the name of the people of England and by the Will of the Almighty, We reclaim the throne on behalf of every goodman!"

      The charger surges forward.   Good King Willard notices that his previous advisors are on the edge of the field, shaking their heads to the negative.    They had shone all observers how the battle had already been lost, even before it started.    When asked why it was that they had pushed him to the head of the line as the only reasonable replacement for the evil Prince Barry, if they were only going to abandon him at the beginning of the battle, they mumbled and looked away, finally pulling their mounts' reins to ride back to the Channel Coast.

      But back to the Battle at hand.   Look...look...the white flag is out!   The Castle has fallen.  Good King Willard is restored!   God Save the King!   Hooray!!  Hooray!!

 

     Prince Barry is stripped of his crown, title, and sent to California to remain in permanent exile, living in a small house whose only view is next to the pool where Lady Pelosi and Dame Hillary and Baroness Janet go skinny dipping every day and where he will work to repair grocery carts for the homeless for the rest of his days.   On Thursdays they let the errant Prince go down to the Exotic Dancers Saloon so he can watch RoseAnn Barr's special four hour Dance of the Seven Veils again....and again....and again.

 

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Esteemed OROGs:   The Republican liberal eletists said we had to have Romney.   Romney hits a very minor bump and they abandon him.  They are shouting about Icebergs when our ship has only been bumped into by a porpoise.   The Abominable Rightwing Crazies are at the helm and at every battle position on the Ship soon-to-be of State.   We shall win this thing.

     And yes, we know, Romney and his "friends" will throw us out the back door in the dark after we win the election for Romney, but the credit is more important to his "friends" than it is to us.   God knows that some of us only have half or less of our genealogy connected to titled positions.

 

El Gringo Viejo