Where do we start? Where does it all end? And, what difference does it make?

    El Gringo Viejo has delayed comment, awaiting inspiration or insight.   Depression has set in due to his observation of the rise of the monarchical rule by a fool over a parliament of whores, governing an increasingly undiscerning populace that is walking haltingly, like zombies, into the gulag of government-provided security.

     When the jester grabs the sceptre and joyously begins to wave it around, there is little that can restrain him.   Our jester is a marxist who has been carefully prepared by a loose and dark conspiracy of liars, nihilists, and marxists.   He is surrounded by confirming druids from Hell who help him by pointing the way to the dull, pointless lives provided by the socialist state...for free.   Empty your pockets and leave the contents, along with your soul, at the door, please.
     Although Edward R. Murrow and Walter Crankcase were supposedly highly regarded journalists,  the fact is that they were dedicated leftists who carefully designed their reportage to forward the "progressive" movement.  Almost all of the front seat reporters for the triple-letter networks since the 1950s have been lefties who held, and now hold, deep-seated hatred for America and the American way.   Dan Rather, Peter Jennings, and hundreds of others were Knights of the Order of the Hammer and Sickle in the service of King Commissar of Gulagia.
      There were a few exceptions over the years.  Chet Huntley and David Brinkley were no real conservatives, but they did seem to try to report things that happened, in lieu of trying to report justifications for the progressive movement and the sinful iniquity of conservatives and Republicans.    There were a few others, very few, like Liz Trotta.   But almost all were "progressives"

BA'AL

     We bring up these observations so as to point out that during the period of the last half-century, there has been a steady background hum in the ear of America.   "There is inequity. There is no justice. You are a stick in the mud. America is the only nation in the world that is racist.  Slavery. Poverty. Oppression. Corporate Greed. Pointless Wealth. Homelessness. The rich become richer and the poor become poorer. Judgementalism. Puritanical Repression. Abuse of women. Abuse of Indians. Abuse, abuse, abuse by the establishment, repression of the majority."
     The discerning people recently were treated to the scene of the Occupy Wall Street movement declaring that they were the 99 percent, mobilising against the 1 percent.   We thought, "Well, finally the cutting edge of the progressive movement has demonstrated that they are deranged loons, leading vapid, undiscerning focus-group fodder to pointless windmills."
     Nancy Pelosi gave her benediction, declaring, "They are doing god's work".    She was telling the truth....except that  we suspect that she marches to the tambourine and drum noise of a different god.

     Now, however we hover on the tipping point...perhaps we are past that point, I fear...where the mindless and  those incapable of critical thinking can be led to the polling places and told to vote for their selfish interests....instead of the interests of their society, culture, and nation.  If one were speak to that section of the populace and say, "There is a difference between self-interest and selfish interest", those listening would not have the merest notion of the meaning of such a sentence.   Why?   Because they have become accepting of the idea that they should want and certainly deserve to be taken care of and provided for by a supreme power, known as THE GOVERNMENT.    Times have brought us to the point where Providence has become providence.
     And those of us who can think critically have either lost the Republic, or are, as stated before, right on the tipping point.   What difference does it make, if it is so evident that the Tea Party dumboes are cleaner, straighter, more considerate, more responsible, more generous, more respectful, and simply better citizens than the filthy, profane, vile, vicious, invasive, presumptious, socially psychotic Occupy Wall Street people?  The dullards and non-critical thinking carried the day in the last elections because they were mean, crass, and mendacious to the core, and we were nice.

     And the ACORN - OCCUPY - Trumka - Ayers axis of hypocrisy and global warming marches on, leading its army of zombies, recipients, and permanently aggrieved victims....marching ever onward to the big Queen for a Day Contest and Lottery Ticket Dispenser in the New Utopia.    Obama, with his Greek Choir of Dolts lined up behind him in full regalia, assures the populace that he will decide what the correct amount of money is needed by the millionaires and the billionaires and he will continue to fight against the Republicans and the Tea Party and other extremists who want to throw old people into the streets, over  the cliffs and deny Head Start to crippled children and force women to have babies, and starve children...and destroying the planet...and everything.   Obama will ask forever to the doltish masses, "What is wrong with using a balanced approach and asking the millionaires and billionaires to pay their fair share?'   Rule by focus group phrases uttered by dolts.

     And the Republicans refuse to fight.   They refuse to fight them on the beaches.   The echoes become fainter......"......we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in God's good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old."  (excerpted from Churchill's accounting of the Dunkirk evacuation and general defence of the Island of Democracy - 1940)

El Gringo Viejo

Pickings from sources here and there

We move into the cyberworld to harvest things of interest to El Gringo Viejo and that he thinks should be of interest to OROGs and others.  We begin with an article from Americas Quarterly about Enrique Pen~a Nieto, President of Mexico, who has surprised the sceptical rightwingers (like me) by complying with various campaign promises quickly and forcefully in the early part of his administration.        
      One is the continued deployment and successful efforts in the degrading of the cartel and gang menaces....and another is the following account of a declaration of another war on another cartel. This is a cartel equally devoid of virtue, although not quite evil. It is a cartel that has taken the Mexican public education system from something noble and effective when Mexico was a truly poor country and changing the state school system into a sow nursing several hundred thousand lazy, in-fighting, whining, dull, and generally useless union thugs piglets. The Sindicato Nacional de Trabajadores en la Educacion has steadily avoided guiding its flock for especially the last decades. Under the command of La Bruja (The Witch) Alba Esther Cordillo, who has been the head of the Sindicato (union) for nearly a quarter-century excellent became good, good became fair, fair became poor, and finally poor has become grotesque. The story unfolds below:






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Peña Nieto's Reforms Take on Teachers’ Union

February 26, 2013

by AQ Online

Mexican President Enrique Peña Nieto signed major education reforms into law on Monday, limiting the power of the powerful teachers’ union. By modifying two articles of the constitution, the overhaul allows the government to hire and fire teachers, and aims to gather reliable data on schools, teachers and students in Mexico’s education system, which serves an estimated 35.5 million children. Monday “begins an education transformation Mexican society longs for,” the president said during a ceremony at the National Palace in the capital.

Mexico’s 1.4 million-strong teachers’ union (SNTE)—the largest in Latin America

staged nationwide strikes to oppose some of the proposed reforms, fearing they could result in massive layoffs. The union "cannot support a measure that threatens our job security," said Elba Esther Gordillo, who has led the union for the past 23 years. Still, with Mexico ranking last on test scores among OECD countries, President Peña Nieto considered taking on the unions necessary to achieving meaningful reform.

Bipartisan support of the reform renews hope that the president commands the political capital to pursue his ambitious reform agenda, which includes overhauls of the tax and energy systems. "This reform is the first great step to transform the education of our young. We are going to get Mexico moving," Mr. Peña Nieto said in a Twitter post, shortly after the education bill passed the Congress 360-51 last December.t of his administration.

This is an actual real live picture of Miss Gordillo,
a veritable image of the face of atheist, socialist
union, corrupt thuggery

 

   EL GRINGO VIEJO adds a few quick observations.   We were always humoured when some jackass would state with great authority that  "Mexicans are poor because they have no labour unions."    The fact was that the government used the unions for years to organise people to vote and vote mindlessly or else.   Petroleum workers, electical workers, peasant farmers, and other divers social groups were forced into a particular, pertinent official nationwide union for the purpose of intimidating business people, conservatives, and other free thinking labouring people....and that went on to a lesser or greater degree for much of the 75 years of the hegemony of the Partido Revolucionario Institucional (PRI).

     Someone could say, "Well, what they needed was free and independent unions."  And, of course, such is a contradiction of terms.   During the last 20 years there has been significant, perhaps even massive, movement towards  "Green"  and "White" labour unions that are significantly more production oriented and less politically motivated.    But not the SNTE;  it has become increasingly opaque, devious, even threatening.

      And please understand that forty years ago, when a Mexican child came into the McAllen public school system (usually by tuition back then), if he were in the seventh grade in Mexico (1st grade of secondary), he would usually wind up the school year in the McAllen 9th grade. And McAllen was a very, very advanced educational plant....perhaps the best in Texas at the time...and nationally recognised for its excellence.

       Now, in Mexico, there are few public schools that are functioning well.   About half of the teachers are there as a calling and to serve, while the remainder are union thugs, barnacles, parasites, and slugs.   Turmoil and disputes are the general rule in a majority of primaries and many secondaries.   Preparatories are better, but...much improvement is needed to get back to where they were.   Private schools at all levels in Mexico range from really good to excellent...and many of the public universities are also very good to excellent...especially the technology and medical schools.

 

Rule number one:   education and unions do not mix,  except to make a poison.

 

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      We also urge a quick visit during your browse to the blog of the Anglican Curmudgeon to see his first posting to-day.  It is very brief, and carries a two sentence, witty profundity worth reading.

 

 

El Gringo Viejo

Bobcat Fever

Normally, Bobcat Fever might be associated with something pertaining to Southwest Texas State University....alma mater of LBJ and George Strait, and El Gringo Viejo and his son and daughter and son-in-law.   But this is a real live bobcat story.

     During the early morning hours down at our little mud hut, El Gringo Viejo went out to finish the breakfast ceremony for the dogs.   First they receive their allotment of dog gruel, something like Gravy Train, and then about an hour later, they will receive doggy candy in the form of fairly nice, house brand doggy chew bones.   The procedure begins around 04:30 and ends around 06:15.     So, four or five days ago now as I went out to finish the ritual, it was noticed that we a visitor.
     The visitor was a large male bobcat, walking fairly nonchalantly from our land "down under" adjacent to the Rio Corona.   He was walking just off of our "long, west-facing corridor", and keeping a wary, defensive eye on the dogs and the Gringo Viejo.  Bibi, the labrador growled very slightly.   He is used to dealing with regular cats and has been very deferential to our three "house cats".
      But he knew that this was not a regular house cat.  The bobcat also did not want to become too involved with a dog bigger than him, but neither did he want to gallop off into the diminishing darkness like a coward.   The bobcat veered in his path and strode to the outside grill, jumped the stacked-rock fence, and went somewhat briskly back down to the Rio Corona.   Bibi went the long way out...(he really probably could not jump the stacked-stone wall) through the front gate, and followed the cat from a distance of about 50 feet.
     It was the first bobcat we have had up on the "high part" of the property in several years.  On one occasion, I almost lost a finger to one quick whack by a  bobcat's left hook.  He was confronting a large male domestic cat we had taken in....and that cat had never heard about the "....better part of valour".   All of that drama took place five years ago or so on that same long, west-facing corridor, right at the front door.   In any regard this was a interesting little episode under the watchful eye of the slopes of the Sierra Madre Oriental.

     These kitties pictured at this linkage are very similar in size and colour to our early morning visitor last week.    http://dfwurbanwildlife.com/2013/02/19/mammals/news-bobcats-roam-carrollton-neighborhood/   .

News that can be used, or thrown away....

     We have just returned, yesterday, from our little fraidy-hole in the outback.   We were out for almost a month, and all-in-all, things went well and progress was made.  The negative?  There were troubling incidents, including a grenade having been thrown at the main entrance of the Governor's Palace in Cd. Victoria.   There were casualties, one dead and four wounded...all staff people of the Governor's Office who were standing around outside waiting for assignments.   Most were drivers of vehicles assigned to various dependencies of the State government.

     While the downtick of the overall cartel violence has been remarkable as opposed to two and three years ago, there are still strides to be taken and offensives to be maintained.   There is some irony in the fact that, with so much degradation and cannibalism having been visited upon the cartel activity the fragmented elements, without leadership, essentially become more cannibalistic and more violent.   Still, almost all of the violence, which is substantially less, is conducted within the groups themselves, or at rival groups.

     The "pandillas" (gangs) are erratic, changing loyalties frequently and also behaving in self-defeating ways that leave the observer scratching his head.   Their activities along the border and hereabouts...(Yes, Virginia, there is and has been substantial "spill-over" violence here for decades)....would bring to mind something that would have to be named "Keystone Kartels".

 

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     More to the other points, we had a fairly brief failure in the water delivery system in our little community.   Two days went by without any word from the Water Committee, so it came to El Gringo Viejo to be the one to go and find out the nature of the problem.   It turned out that young glue-sniffers had essentially vandalised a directional valve leading from the large water tower that is about two hundred yards from our little home.    They were attempting to steal it for scrap, ostensibly for obtaining money to buy glue and/or paint.   The valve had some damage, but another one was found that was serviceable, and a dumboe was contacted to install it.

     The installation worked for a couple of days...but after suffering through three days of no delivery....two days after the repair...as Ronald Reagan said..."There they go again".    Alvaro came to tell me that the Committee had found that the valve in question needed a threaded sleeve which the plumber had not used.   The Committee did not have any money, but they had found the sleeve and the plumber we normally used had agreed to put it in.   But, they wanted to know if they could have El Gringo Viejo buy the brass sleeve at the main local hardware and construction supply outlet at the Estacion Santa Engracia.

     The OROGs are aware that this is a fairly normal process.   The Committee goes then to the State Water operation, which heavily subsidises these local water  operations, which are actually medium to large locally administered endeavours, and they are re-imbursed.   We have backed them up this way perhaps four or five times, and they have always returned the money....either very or relatively quickly.   It is a holdover from the time of noblesse oblige, and they lump me in with about three other "patrons" who form up the "local nobility".

     As we left yesterday morning, for instance, Alvaro informed me that the Water Master had told him that they were going on Monday to pick up their re-reimbursement.  It might be pointed out that the monthly charge for daily delivery of three to five hours of potable water at medium high pressure is about 3.20 USD,   We have a large cistern and our own internal pumping system for the house, and we use the remainder of the deliveries to water our growies and lawns once the cistern is refilled.   The cistern by itself can supply the Quinta for about a week of disciplined use.

      The vandals were already under judicial process, as juveniles.   Now however, it seems that they are adults and so they will be picked up some night in a gutter in Cd. Victoria and be put into that wondrous process of the Mexican judicial system.  For these and several other minor but significant offences they will probably get to hang around in real live prison for about three years.

 

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     We are also putting in a small, but quite nice, "cochera" (Koh-CHAIR-ah), which in our case is an open-air carport.    It too will be a bit rustic, rhyming into the style of the home and the out-of-date, minimalist, head-in-the-sand nature of the local nobleman.  Alvaro is the overseer of the operation and it had come time to go and buy the heavy (and rustic) full-cut two-by-four members that will be used to be tied into by our metal roofing.    This meant a 400 yard walk over to a humble home where a man known as "The Bear" forms wood into various lengths, widths, and thicknesses.    That was 320 pesos (about 25 USD), and Alvaro and I carried the long, and very heavy six members back to the Quinta.

     What struck me as I went was the somewhat humbling realisation that there had been various new houses and other structures built of which El Gringo Viejo had been unaware.  The main characteristic of 90% of the new structures is that they all showed obvious signs of having been variations or near duplications of the Quinta Tesoro de la Sierra Madre.  It is not our normality to walk around much in the Ejido, and we live on the edge of it.   There is nothing really to avoid in the Ejido Francisco I. Madero, it is just that for one or two people the day at the Quinta is almost always full of projects, and necessities are usually bought at a couple of little stores that are 3 miles distance or more, while Alvaro will go and buy Coca Colas, milk, and necessities of urgency at any of about a million different little outlets quite nearby.

      So, this passing by of twenty or so structures, glowing bright white, looking very "retro-progressive", using colonial touches and a bit of organisation of the vegetation was almost disorienting.   However, and with all American judgementalism in place, these places are better than the near-hovels they replaced.   Other near-hovels are being improved even as we write.  But it was strange that the phenomena had been right in front of me, and I had not seen it over the past two years or so.

 

There will be more venom and rancid liver bile poured forth in the coming days.  We have an observation or two about the president's on-going .....dare I say....crusade to destroy and humiliate the United States of America.   We have more about Mexico in general.   We urge the attention of the OROG to the last three posts in the Anglican Curmudgeon's blog, and of course there will be guests' submissions as they arrive.    We appreciate your interest, time, and attention.

El Gringo Viejo

Notice from El Zorro to his posse

A notice from El Zorro about the reality of buying medical devices under the conditions of the affordable care disaster.

 

Anyone still believe Obama didn't raise taxes on the middle class?

A little inconvenient truth sprouting up through the cracks of the socialist sidewalks.   Free medical really is not free, Virginia.  When the government increases its involvment in the affairs of the citizens, costs go up and quality goes down....the socialist promise that the property of the State is everyones property, sooner usually than later, becomes an awareness that the property of the State is no ones property.   In God We Trust becomes "take what we give you and pay the price we're telling you to pay.  And do it now!"

      El Gringo Viejo has returned and will be railing forth again, to-morrow.

Hello from the Sierra Madre

We are in the little community of Estacion de Santa Engracia, briefly.   We needed to buy the cover for our new ´´´cochera´´ and thereby finish the project.   To-day we had another pass by a bobcat, who eyed Bibi the Labrador as he passed by the dog on his way through the property.   They came to an uneasy peace, and Bibi followed the large male back towards the Rio Corona, but at a distance.   The Bobcat´s weight we would estimate at about 36 pounds.

 

     We continue to be depressed, amazed, and disgruntled about the  performance of the president of the United States and of the public.....the body politic.   The fact is that it is increasingly evident that Texas must re-establish itself as an independent governing Republic or Constitutional Monarchy or whatever....to avoid the control of people so specious and evil as Janet Napolitano, Eric Holder, and Barak Obama, etc.  The complicity of the Obsolete Press in covering and performing apoligetics for these horrid marxists is tantamount to a reasonable charge of treason.

 

      We need to prosecute our affairs here, and will be back in touch in a couple of days or so.