We had no luck with either of the suspects. They lawyered up immediately.
So, we ask all OROGs to be on the lookout for a white male, approximately 17 to 50 years of age, with a large dog, probably a Great Dane, who speaks with some considerable accent or impediment. While they are not armed, they are dangerous, especially to themselves and anyone in their close proximity due to a general clumsiness and irrational response to almost any outside stimulus.
These suspects were stopped in Des Moines . But, the BOLA order and the APB were right The problem was that the people were almost exactly what we were looking for. It turned out that they are the doubles and stunt people for the original Scooby Doo and Scruffy. Incredible likeness. But, finger prints don't lie. Paw prints don't either.
This is a Geographically Challenged, apparently homeless person who said during his original interrogation that he had no idea where any dog named Scooby Doo was or is. He continues to be a person of interest to Interpol and a number of other police and government agencies. Authorities continue to monitor him to see if a dog appears.
*****update****
The mother of Scruffy says that she thinks this might well be her son.
She is flying tomorrow to Russia to make a positive identification.
She also says that no one has seen hide nor hair of Scooby Doo over there.
We thank all readers for joining in to help with this search. Children throughout the world are concerned that since the issue began with this Scruffy look-alike, and his irrational behaviour, that he might in fact be the real Scruffy, and that perhaps there may have been an issue over residuals or some other point of contention. It is known that Scruffy and Scooby Doo each had the other covered on a 1,000,000.00 USD Insurance agreement, plus an assignment of estate testament, each awarding the other with his estate. So, as we wait for DNA to come back on our geographically challenged person, we'll keep an eye on things as well.
The childish, churlish pretender continues to try to convince people that the Stalinist and/or Keynesian approach to economic progress and income distribution is the solution for all the problems that the socialist and governmental interventionist policies of days before have caused.
Obama suggests that we must "invest" by printing more money, into green technology, into worker training for the new technology, into advanced higher education, and that old favourite, infrastructure.
And, the corollary of course is the necessity to tax the rich in such a way that they must pay their fair share, along with the corporations that waste money on executives and private jets.
CHIOIRS OF THE DULL, AKA - WHITE HOUSE FOCUS GROUPS: That is the spiel. That is the pitch. It sells to dull people who think and speak in trite, meaningless phrases. The White House and the Democrat National Socialist Wehrmacht bring together Choirs of the Dull and have "conversations" with the members of those choirs. The "minders" and the refreshment servers ("more Kool-Aid? more Kool-Aid, anyone?) really don't give a flying flip about what the dolts are saying. They are listening to prepositional phrases and dangling chains of words that can be used in Obamaspeech. Dull titles and words that really stick into the nodding, understanding of the choir members, although they have no idea what the words mean. The words need not be especially important in any meaningful way, they only need to send the tingle down the leg, or make some dull dolt nod in serious agreement. "As your president, I have taken on the polluters and the profiteers". Such gibberish is the finest fluff of demagoguery. Things like "hard-earned money", "safety-net", "the middle-class", "affordable health care for all", "pay their fair share", "invest in the future", "teach Washington that people are hurting", and all such bilge. Hope and Change?
These words and phrases are the ingredients of Obama's speeches and press conference demogogothons .
The trillions did not work. The money that was shipped mainly into the hands of Obama's biggest donors and into the hands of Obama's biggest supporters (labour unions, parasitic addicts to public assistance) did not "pump prime" the economy. It remains in such a precarious condition that Bernacke dares not to raise interest rates for fear of bringing on a full collapse of an economy addicted to free money as much as any addict puking in the gutter is near death throes from lack of a heroin hit.
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THE SOLUTION:
The most effective AND efficient way to solve the problem of sluggishness in any economic situation, of course, is to eliminate taxes on all businesses, from large corporations to the smallest mom and pop place selling party balloons and favours.
Why take the money from these entities and people and send it to Washington, D.C. to go through a labyrinth of pipes, tubes, conduits, and rabbit holes? The result will be a blind camel with his feet on backwards who has to be fed via IV for the rest of his 40 years of life.....and who is allergic to water.
The companies large and small can and will take the money that was not forced at the point of a gun (IRS) from them and astutely deploy those resources that each business entity thinks or knows will produce an ever more desirable outcome for the business, and also for the staff that composes the heart, soul, and brain of any business.
Reducing taxes on the middle and upper income people, preferably by abolishing the IRS and establishing a moderately low national terminal purchaser sales tax, and then allowing the central government to fully atrophy by attrition of employees would be the best route. Second best would be to reduce the IRS taxes to 10 per cent across the board on everyone. Even the welfare recipients would have to pay back 10 per cent.
Only the War Department and the independent Coast Guard would be exempt from the death by atrophia, although that Department would be carefully monitored for examples and incidents of waste and fraud.
The elimination of the EPA and various of the regulatory agencies would also help. Local regulation and reasonable environmental practices would be much more well handled if the agencies were to be closer to the people who are affected by the environmental conditions in that area.
If this were the lay of the economic land, there is no doubt that there would be an economic explosion, the likes of which has never been seen...up to and including the "Roaring 20s" or the Reagan Recovery that began in 1982 with nearly insignificant cuts in the income tax rates.
That's that. Taking money out of the private sector and giving it to Solyndra does not work. Leaving money in the private sector drives employment, wages, and innovation. Disability, SSI, Unemployment compensation, and food stamps, and such things just do not fuel an advanced economy. Sorry, Nancy.
The only problem is, with the above solution set, the National Socialists would not be able to control and condemn.
Using the system we are proposing, the economic activity of the Republic of Texas would almost certainly increase steadily at the rate of 8 per cent per annum for eight to ten years, and then at a rate of 4 - 6 per cent thereafter all other things being equal. The Republic of Texas would, of course, continue to prohibit any form of deficit spending or bonded indebtedness being addressed by the general fund for any purpose.
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There we have it. The whole speech takes four minutes, and it can be put into action to-day. Congressional passage and a signature from the president...y vamonos.
Phoney scandals? Phoney scandals? Allow that El Gringo Viejo should opine. There is terribly little phony about 4 dead American State Department assignees in Libya. There is absolutely nothing phony about up to nearly 500 dead Mexican innocents and heroes killed by a gun walking scheme meant to initiate an offensive on private firearm ownership in the United States of America. There is nothing phony about up to 14 dead Libyan government militia who were chewed up by the attack that killed the 4 above-mentioned American State Department personnel. It is not phoney that the American public had to hear the truth from a Libyan interim President about the situation, 36 hours after the affair, and simultaneously listen to lies from the Las Vegas Kid and (Sir Edmund)Hillary for almost a month....backed up by other liars who were desperately trying to keep the egg off of the face of the president, during his re-election campaign.
Phoney scandals? The little Republican witch from Delaware had her tax information breached during her campaign. The IRS released information to a Delaware state comptroller about her tax information. The information was incorrect, it was determined to be incorrect, but the Democrat-lackey state employee released the information to the press anyway. Both the IRS official and the Democrat-lackey state employee knew the information was incorrect, but they released it to the press anyway. Phoney?
Several hundred grass-root activist organisations had their applications for tax exempt status sat upon by the IRS non-profit processing department. No action was taken beyond the demanding of impertinent and inappropriate compliances for information that most frequently was not within the right or purview of the IRS to know or have. "When you pray, what do you pray for?" is not really an IRS-type question, unless there is a scandal brewing.
Occupy Wall Street? No compliance, no problem, no nothing. Leftist organisations that are famous for violating non-profit rules, campaign laws, and accounting regulations? No oversight. No punishment. No admonitions.
The President of the United States, on a live broadcast, during the last presidential campaign, on a major Spanish language network, being interviewed by two liberal anti-American Latin reporters, when asked about the "Fast and Furious" program identified it as something that he inherited from the Bush Administration and it was also something that Eric Holder shut down once he learned about it. The response was such a blatant lie that had any Republican said it, he/she would have been immediately taken out, wrapped in duct tape, put on a rust-bucket trawler, floated out to sea, and dumped into the shark farm.
Of course, the president was facing Mitt Romney and his crack team of political advisors, and they want to have pillow fights with nice, soft fluffy pillows even as the opposition is firing 105mm Howitzers right into our eye sockets. A person can pretty much tell what the outcome is going to be. But it is a scandal! The best counts show that many, many innocents and heroes have been killed by the firearms that Eric Holder and the thugs at the ATF who did such a good job at Mount Carmel that they figured they should do it again (anything to justify disarming private American firearms owners). And they did do it again.
Is is a scandal that they would arrange for firearms to be placed into the hands of cartel scum who have been proven to have absolutely no souls so that those same guns would ultimately have to wind up being used to kill American law enforcement personnel or, of less importance to the ATF, common nobodies like American citizens who are not as important as the ATF agents. Who should control all the guns, after all? The ATF, right? The totalitarians like Obama and Holder think so.
If it weren't a scandal, then why do they have to lie about it? It is an avalanche of hypocrisy. We love "Hispanics" say the Obamatrons and Democrat National Socialists...but a few hundred dead meskins? Well, a little collateral damage can be a good thing, I guess they would say. Little matter that they were killed in cross-fires between cartels with firearms literally placed in the hands of cartels members by the ATF and E. If a Republican had done it, they would have taken him out and embalmed alive with battery acid.
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The true phoney scandal is the "War on Women" the Democrats have declared that the Republicans have declared on women: The Marxist-feminist women's movement decides what issues are women's issues and immediately says that the patriarchal, fascist conservative tea-baggers are opposed to women's access to reproductive rights.
War on Women? There's Hillary and Huma. They are happy because they have battle scars, put on them by their husbands. And yet, they are fools to stay with them in one respect, but in the other perspective, the only way they can crawl to the top of the garbage pile and be important is by suffering the public insults and degradation that would cause any non-insane woman to turn on her heel and head for the nearest divorce lawyer. These guys are not one-night mistake type of hubbys. Both of these guys are proven demonstrable perverts...and it is only a matter of time before Weenie will join Billy Jeff in the ranks of violent offenders. About Planned Parenthood's successes in the War Against Women: They told us incessantly that there needs to be more "openness" about sexual matters and that more "education" and clinical understanding of pregnancy and responsible sexual activity among the adolescents and tbbballalab blah, blah, blah. The more pills are circulated, and the more that is taught, it could be demonstrated, the more venereal disease, AIDS, "surprise" pregnancies, and "un-fathered" babies are produced. Amazing. The more we de-mystify the female, and the more naked we present them, and the more protected from pregnancy we make them, it is really amazing, Grace; the more pregnant and infected with strange and disgusting maladies they become. Thanks, Planned Parenthood. Thanks, AFDC. Thanks for all those things that help to facilitate our false sense of being taken care of for free. The words "openness", "education", and "understanding" are buzzwords as we know for indoctrination. The Girl Scouts of America is daily putting its message to girls more and more in focus with that of Planned Parenthood.
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Also, by the way:
Any woman as dull, arrogant, incompetent, mendacious, violent, narcissistic, criminally disposed, and unpleasant as Hillary Rodham could never be taken seriously without a dull electorate that is fuelled and helped along by ignorance and the vitriol of deranged radical leftist feminism. That same psychotic fervour helped push Obama across the finish line in 2012, and we shall see if it will help him again in 2014. I shall never forget Hillary Rodham spending tax dollars to broadcast a radio announcement into Pakistan, condemning a disrespectful, disgusting video on YouTube, and citing it as the cause of understandable and justifiable reaction by the great mass of poor Moslems, who are downtrodden and disrespected by America and Americans.
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More later. We thank the reader for his/her time and willingness to allow me to adjust my blood pressure.
The only problem, Nancy, when you drain the swamp, you always run across things like Mary Jo Kopechne's diary. And a person becomes a bit overwhelmed with the fact that, in terms of overall corruption, the Democrats always cross the 100 yard finish line long before the Republicans ever leave the chocks.
JOY BEHAR no particular accomplishments, but one brilliant and insightful comment about Democrats and other Leftists We especially liked this picture provided by ACME Sandblasting
Further, because the Republicans and more especially Conservatives, tend not to be irrational white-trash, they also tend to scruff-up and render their own cads and call the pound on them. Sometimes they do it too quickly, in fact.
One is called upon to remember the inspired words of Joy Behar, (we paraphrase a bit) "Well, of course I have the right to make fun of the Republicans. They are the hypocrites, always talking about their morality and their goody-goody stuff. They are all hypocrites. So when they get caught, we need to ridicule them and taunt them.
We liberals and Democrats don't have to apologise for anything because we don't have any morals. We don't worry about morality."
So here is Anthony, who has absolutely no CEO experience of any kind. And he pretends to be prepared to run the city with the biggest budget of all the cities in the world. He has nary the nearest notion of the requirements of this office. Nanny Bloomberg or whatever his name is has been a horrid arrogant, preachy dolt, tolerating things that he should have dealt with quickly and dealing with things that really are none of his business. But, Mon Dieu! He is a billionaire of sorts and can play ping pong with eight hands at the same time...he's a CEO. And if Chantel can tell me that she has a "B" average.....then Bloomberg has to be given at least a "B-". The twirp Anthony does not have the "little grey cells'' of the Belgian Detective or even Chantel, in all probability.
Congressman Gerry Studds
who represented Cape Cod
and adjacent areas, was
implicated in an affair
with a congressional
page, who was at the time
sixteen years old. The boy
had quite a lurid tale to tell
and the story was covered
up quickly. However,
enough had leaked out so
that Studds ultimately had
to leave his office.
Massachusetts being
what it is, however, the
Congressman ran for his
old chair again and was
given overwhelming
approval for having had
a homosexual affair with
a minor under the age of
consent. He was given a
standing ovation by his
Democrat colleagues due
to his "bravery".
As a Texian Nationalist, it bothers me nought that this piece of human debris could be elected mayor of New York. Look at their city government. Look at the incessant tales of corruption and mob control. Look at the fact that New York City eats from the plates filled upstate and that not counting Social Security payments, 40% of the population is parasitic bloodsucking thugs, slugs, and criminals receiving AFDC, rent subsidies, food stamps, and free lottery tickets. But, at least, Pervoman, since you know Hillary, and your wife puts in a good word for you as a bona fide pervert, liar, and incompetent who is judged fit by the Clinton - Frank - Studds, rule, you can have a small garage apartment in Sir Edmund's house in Chappaqua. That way you can beat the USD3,000/month for an efficiency in Brooklyn while you plan your run for the United States Senate.
Meanwhile you can maintain your place in the Democrat Hall of Pride and Fame:
We have people who have driven off of bridges and left the female occupant of the vehicle to either drown on purpose or through cowardice. His brother made a mistake and drove his PT boat into the path of a Japanese Destroyer. In the aftermath Lt. John Kennedy swam and led his surviving mates to a nearby island, towing an injured crew member by a strap clutched between his teeth. It was an act of heroism that could quiet a noisy crowd. Seven miles of towage by his teeth.
Thug, bully, drunk, raped a waitress with Chris Dodd's help in a popular Washington restaurant, and of, course stood up for women when he drove Mary Jo Kopechne into the Chappaquiddick Sound but, that was way back in 1969....so, like they say, "What Difference Does It Make?" Involved in numerous dalliances and finally drove his wife of many children totally insane. Revered and applauded at every turn, because being a good Roman Catholic, he fought for the right of every female to have as many abortions as need be.
But Teddy Kennedy ran from his scene at best, and according to him, swam against a 4 - 6 mile per hour tidal current (impossible...but, whatever) across Chappaquiddick Sound...for about 40 minutes. Once ashore, and a delay of almost a day....maybe it was two, he suggested to the authorities that there might be some relationship between him and his auto that was in the drink back at the bridge...and, oh! there might be a girl in the car or somewhere around there. Teddy Kennedy's escapades were never dealt with in any serious way. Almost all were totally covered up. The many that were exposed were usually scrubbed so as to minimise the damage to Mr. Kennedy. So, he is the only woman killer who ever had the title of "Lion of the Senate" due to his ferocious defence of the poor. Which meant, of course, that he put other peoples' money where his mouth was. Was known to be sober after the age of 18 well over six times. Check the web for the story about waitress and her hot date with the Lion of the Senate and the co-author of the Dodd-Frank bill.....Sen. Chris Dodd.
William Jefferson Blythe Clinton Perhaps a greater cad than even Aaron Burr. Thug, woman beater, accused of many, many assaults and unwanted offers of attention. Severely beat the granddaughter of an English Lord while on scholarship at Oxford. Was arranged for a dismissal by J. William Fulbright and the United States States Department. Over 140 people of the first and second degree of interaction with this man have died, prematurely. But do not despair, his wife is equally involved in it all, if not moreso.
This does not even begin to touch the slime that William Jefferson Blythe Clinton is, was, a will forever be. People can say that he is a lovable lug...but he is not. He is a chronic pathological liar. He is that rare combination of a sociopath and a psychopath. He will lie when the truth would do him better.
Please study reputable analysis of his activities and his horrid wife's activities over their years of "public service". One night of reading....and we mean reasonable accounts...not kooky, tin-hat wearing nut-case tales. This man was lucky to have had a body of lackeys in the press to cover and explain away all of his massive evil actions. Two things really stand out. During testimony before a grand jury, he was famous for responding to a question with this answer, "Well, I don't know. It all depends upon what the meaning of "is" is.
His defence team...with many cases floating simultaneously, once argued that "We really shouldn't concern ourselves with all those other charges. Those activities occurred in the past." Hence, the Clinton criminal law legal doctrine that a person can only be tried for crimes that he committed in the future.
Barney Frank
Where does a guy start? He had an apartment in downtown Washington D.C. He took in a roomie who ran a male prostitution ring. Barney new nothing of it, although it was a three room apartment with a telephone ringing all the time. He gave his "friend" the Congressional Parking Privilege tag, and also fixed literally thousands of dollars worth of parking tickets.
That offence alone is enough to have a Republican resign his seat in Congress. He would not be re-elected in his primary. Barney's "friend" also was a drug salesman and had a long criminal record. Barney, like Sergeant Schultz, "knew nothing", He like Studds, was re-elected with an overwhelming majority and honoured for being "brave". This is the Democrat notion of honour. This is why Pocahontas Warren can say she's an Indian to her university employer when such a tale is borne by white squaw with forked tongue....she takes the extra emoluments for being Xenahontas the Indian Warrior Princess during the senate campaign...the OROG guessed it...Massachusetts again...and of course the people of that fair commonwealth elected her. Her policies are to tax the 1% for everything and give all the free money to Democrat donors and constituents. Quite a platform. It you have a business...you didn't build it, we did. Etc.
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We now retire from the field of battle. To return until the Yankees are once again across and on the north side of the Potomac and the Ohio Rivers.
(this is taken from a recent letter written to an ancient friend....perhaps it should be stated to a friend from our ancient times....who somewhat recently visited this place called Xilitla (hee LEE tlah)
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Edward James seemed to me to be a person who was only happy during those lengthy periods of depression and introspection that seemed to follow him closely during most of his life. That psychological or emotional disposition is how I remember him last...it seems to be around 1978. It could have been either in Xilitla or at the venerable Hotel Valles, in Valles, San Luis Potosi, Mexico. James would be dead in England about 6 years or so later. He was 77, I believe, at the time of his demise. When I took a group into the Hotel Valles in 1979, the staff told me that he had returned permanently to England. In that land, his home, he was truly an aristocrat, in spite of his father being an American railroad magnate and designer. His mother, a titled Scotswoman, was an heir to a massive estate in England, by way of her grandfather. It was, however assumed that she was the daughter of the Prince of Wales, later King Edward IV, as the result of a bit of a tryst as it was said in those times and in that strata. It is said that his name stems from that. It is also said, that because of the track to relationship to HRH Victoria and Prince Albert...that Edward James had Royal ancestry, although his title "Sir" came from his mother's Scottish side.
When I would come across him, twice in Xilitla, and about four or five times in either Valles or Tamazunchale, and perhaps once in Aquismon and once in Tanquinhuitz de Gen. Pedro Santos, all places that were very close around to Xilitla, he would always be armed with his pet cotorro who delighted in biting the H lasting Hell out of anyone with a finger to spare. Edward James always had the "layered look", with robes and raiment, about three deep of different textures....from almost gauze, to flannel, to very fine goat hair serape-like overlay....like a cross between a robe, a serape, and a poncho. He always wore sandals as I recall.
This is a borrowed image of a postcard of the
Hotel San Antonio in Tamazunchale,
San Luis Potosi.
Owned by an American couple,
Episcopalians, and one of the most
fantastic places in rural Latin
America for all times,
In 1962, the majority of people, 25 miles in
any direction, did not speak Spanish.
The largest group of white people were not
Spanish in origin, but French.
Still, to this day, there are large swathes
of the Indian populace who do not speak
any or very little Spanish.
The meals and ambience were ideal.
The Hollingsworths had another home,
nearby on the tropical Tamesi River
in the same style as above.
They would come to McAllen, every now
and then attend Mass at Saint John's
Church - Episcopal in McAllen.
They w0uld buy things that were
a little harder to come by in Mexico
in those days.
He would talk in a friendly way, making inquiries concerning ones activities and health. Conversations could be lengthy...at times all day affairs. But as one might answer, Edward might look away and/or turn his attention to his parrot, his given name does escape me at this time. Perhaps it was "Sir Winston".
He spoke at length one time of the Hollingsworths and their Hotel San Antonio in Tamazunchale, where he said that he would frequently dine. He declared their staff as expert in the preparation of acamaya (the small river lobsters). He did not like for the people in Xilitla to know that he actually ate meat because he made considerable noise about the need for humanity to return to its vegetarian antecedents. He was something like the doctor who would advise his patients to stop smoking and then ask them for a light.
One learned that he did not respond to anything about his activities in England, California, or his time in Mexico City and Cuernavaca. Joaquin, the bartender at the patio bar of the Hotel Valles said that he would prepare nachos with "everything" including the excellent cecina (sheets of very thinly sliced prime beef) that Joaquin would cut into 1 inch squares to mount on the totopes (fried tortilla quarters), with queso blanco, guacamole, jalapen~o, onion, and a bit of over-ripe tomatoe. This preparation was only when no one was in the Patio Bar area, once again because the nachos had meat, and a very fine meat at that.
The very elegant thatched roof restaurant of the Hotel Valles.
Edward James always seemed wasted. Gentle, patient, but really wasted. Underneath his robes and trappings, he wore white captain's trousers, like one might see as part of a British or American (Canadian?) naval or coast guard officer. He wore white socks with his sandals, and I never saw him wearing conventional shoes or boots....even during muddy or rainy events. El Gringo Viejo is given to the wearing of white, Oxford-cloth, long sleeved shirts, a habit since high school, and Sir Edward also had that same habit, it seems.
He had very fine flasks...larger than normal flasks....perhaps one-quart....but still smooth, slightly rounded, and apparently made of Taxco silver, and initialled by an excellent smith with a Gothic E and J. Not showy but impressive. In one he carried tequila, in another rum from the local distillery in Valles. The tequila he drank with tonic water and lime, while the rum he would mix with bottled Coca Cola, and squeezings of fresh lime. He would feed his parrot the nachos or anything else for which the bird might have had a hankering. I never saw that the bird made a mess on his raiment, although the bird was ever present. And, frankly, Sir Edward never seemed to be dirty or smelly although he would at times look almost as though he were a derelict.
This seems to be around 1968 or so. Sir Edward with the parrot thought to be named, "Sir Winston". He had become one of those parrots who would not only speak...but who could actually carry on a conversation.
When asked, Sir Edward would say that he did not use alcohol because he had been an alcoholic. It was part of his "mystique" and floating-cloud reality brought on by years and years of really hard living. But, he would approach the outdoor bar, when Joaquin would be polishing the glasses....it was a delightful, tropical...almost elegant setting...and deliver his flasks at some point that would be nearing his departure. Both he and Joaquin wold try to be at least a little discreet in this operation. He would point to this flask and say something and then to the other one. I'm sure he was identifying which was for the tequila and which was to be refilled with rum. El Gringo Viejo would keep a certain distance from Sir Edward when he would abruptly leave, while making no explanation. It usually meant he was up to some personal hypocrisy that he felt that only he suffered, and that all others held no hypocrisies in their souls.
He had a car and driver. The driver was Plutarco Gastelum (gaz tah LUHM) who said he was a Yaqui from Cuernavaca. The problem, of course, is that Yaqui Indians are not found in abundance in the Cuernavaca area south of Mexico City. They are native to the uplands of Sonora and western high mountains in western Chihuahua State's high, about 1,200 miles to the north of the Cuernavaca area. Because of their incessant hostility, President Porfirio Diaz had them translocated in the 1880s from the bracing highlands in the north to the humid lowlands on the Yucatan Peninsula. This was greater than the Cherokee Relocation action, and caused a lot of death and disease among the re-settled Yaquis (these are a sub-group of the greater Apache Nations). It should be pointed out that some of the women of killed Yaqui warriors who fought the Mexican and American Armies at different times...up to and including the 1940s...would sometimes be removed from their homeland and sent to work as maids in the Pedregal or other rich sections of Mexico City. And with the number of wealthy Mexicans and Gringo retirees in Cuernaca,and Taxco, even as early as the 1890s for the Gringos, it seems now, as I think about it, possible that Plutarco might have been Yaqui.
Locals around Xilitla, howver, said that Plutarco Gastalum was from the Conca' and Jalpan area a few miles and a little further up in the mountains on the way to Queretaro from Xilitla. Very pleasant places, a bit cool in the Winter. These local folks said he was actually Nahua (remnants of the Aztec nation that, much reduced in numbers sought refuge in the mountains far to the northeast of what became Mexico City after the fall of Tenochtitlan to the Spanish, Otomi', and Tlaxclalan combined armies drove the Aztecs out of their impressive city and empire in 1523). The Huastec did and still do outnumber the Nahuatl by 20 to 1. It was said and may still be true that the Indians of the area around Xilitla and Tamazunchale cannot venture far before entering into another linquistic group....the old rule is about 20 miles.
This last time in Valles when I saw Edward James, he was neither being driven nor driving. He was flagging down the common bus to head back south to his Xilitla, with his parrot. That bus would drop him off at the intersection from whence James would take a taxi up to his Castillo...semi-residence...semi-hotel....semi pleasant-nightmare. The whole run from Valles probably totalling and hour and a half.
After your mention of having gone up to the place it has been rattling around in the front and back of my mind. This picture that I found and herein attached is my remembrance of how he looked in those latter days. The first time I saw him, he had very black hair....in the mid-1960s driving around with my brother, who was any accomplished and accredited archaeologist, looking for archaeological sites.
An example of the many absurd concrete statuaries (there are 200 more) found in Los Pozos, about two miles from "El Castillo" the home-hotel-studio place in the centre of Xilitla.
We could load up the rest of this blog-entry with innumerable pictures and commentaries about Sir Edward and his Quixotic life in the Xilitla catchment area...a small but incredibly endowed natural area, with aquiferine, forest, birds, butterflies, major mammals, and doggedly resistant to change exhibited by the local cultural groups of the indigenous. But, we would challenge the OROG to read up on his/her own. Forward questions, of course, because I love to pontificate and say, "But on the other hand....''
The hotel is still functioning, even in these days. The town is still functioning, it will never die, in my estimation. It would be worth any visit that would involve a minimum of six days and five nights to do it in any reasonable way. There are still Indian markets on certain days of the week, and there are Indians who still show up in native garb. On those market days, for instance, it is a rare thing to hear Spanish spoken in the hum of conversation and the calling out to others during the markets.
When we learned that the communities in and around Xiltila, Aquismon, and Tamazunchale, numbering several hundred villages were safe because the Indians would take note of the cartel people, and the men would melt into the forest. They knew that during the first or second night the cartel people would degenerate into a bunch of drunken slugs. They also knew that they would insult the girls and women. But then at one or two in the morning, when the cartel henchmen were passed out, well, the men would enter into the outlying places on the edges of the Indian's villages and take care of the situation. Suffice to say that it is not a good idea to go to sleep in a drunken stupor after insulting an Indian's sister, especially when the Indian is traditionally remarkably deft with a sharp machete. The Cartel people are fewer everywhere, but especially in the Xilitla catchment.
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Edward James (c) and Gala Dali (l) and Salvador Dali (r) Probably in Mexico...in Cuernavaca. It is said that Sir Edward might have danced at both ends of the ballroom, but it is known that many women of the avant garde set....and aristocratic women, wealthy women, literary women ...would fall for Edward like a box of rocks. He married once, had many "women friends" many of whom were on The Registry, even Hollywood noteworthyettes who hunted him down for maleness or money or genuine attraction. But he had his inner proclivities and devils. Probably a genius. The Indians never levelled any charges against him so that he did not offend them is certain. He was the only white man, including the rich white Mexicans from the big cities, to have bought and successfully owned terreno communitario of an indigenous group. This is true because his permit would have had to emanate from the council of the Cacique, with unanimous assent. They, in fact, officialised the sale before a notario publico, a form of real estate lawyer/official necessary in land transfers.
[Edward James, Dalà y Gala, su esposa,
1942]
Un jardÃn puede estar en cualquier lugar, la
vida está en todas partes, es el mismo aire, pero en esas 30 hectáreas
encontramos paz, delirio, sensualidad, depresión, esquizofrenia; el letargo y la
energÃa en cada piedra, en cada trozo de metal y concreto.
(translation - A garden can be en any old place, life is in all places, it is the same air, but in these 30 hactareas (75 acres) we find ourselves peace, delirium, sensuality, depression, schizophrenia, the lethargy, and the energia in and of each rock, en each slice of metal and slab of concrete.)
El Gringo Viejo has always been very respectful of the Indians there, male or female. There is something about a well-armed populace that knows how to use its weapons. But enough. Please do your own research, and ask me questions about this place if you wish. Some of what has been put into the blogosphere or the internet in general is a bit out of focus, let us say. However I am not the final authority by any means about this place. It is a magnificent place to visit.
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Discussion between Anthony Weiner and his wife, Huma, who works for (Sir Edmund) Hillary Rodham as chief briefcase carrier and body man. They are discussing their next set of strategies on how to blame Republicans for their War on Women and unborn Girl Babies. Girl Babies are unanimous in their approval to be terminated before birth, according to Huma, Hillary, and Miss Flukie
Posted by Jim Hoft on Tuesday, July 23, 2013, 12:04 AM
Guest Post by Kristinn Taylor LEFTIST PLANT INFILTRATES HOUSTON PRO-ZIMMERMAN RALLY–
Liberal Media runs with it
A photo from the Houston pro-Zimmerman counter-rally of the NBPP
anti-Zimmerman rally picked up by the AP shows a woman holding
a sign that read, “Racist & Proud.”
(New York Daily News – AP)
That looked incongruent with the other reports from the pro-Zimmerman side. The Houston Chronicle identufied her as Renee Vaughan:
One woman in the Zimmerman group held a sign that said
, “We’re racist & proud.”
Austin resident Renee Vaughan echoed the sign’s ugly sentiments by yelling,
“We’re racist. We’re proud. We’re better because we’re white,”
at the Martin group as they passed, according to the Chronicle.
The act to smear the Zimmerman supporters as racists with a leftist plant worked
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