Friday 15 May 2020

My Consuegro Finally Solved My Problems…and everyone elses'

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     This morning we awoke with that hangover the minor league philosopher always has…that dull sadness that no dream occurred to lead the philosopher to the True and Final Truth of Perpetuity.  The fact is, however, that the problem was solved overnight by my closest associate and political relative, the father-in-law of my daughter.   His axiom is presented thusly:
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Nancy, the new leader of the United States has done it again !!   I am proud to tell you that Lady Nancy, the leader of the New Democrats, is giving the poor and downtrodden THREE TRILLION DOLLARS
 of Free Money!

 We will now make the US a level playing field by taxing  the rich.
 As her Uncle Joe said " to each according to their needs. 
VOTE DEMOCRATIC,  I want free money!



Long live the Queen!!
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     While we can recognise the above pronouncement by Her Majesty as a form of political melodramatic humour, or even a mildly sarcastic lamentation pertaining to a horribly deranged woman whose head has served as a bat belfry for several hundred years, more or less.   My only regret is that my Consuegro seems to always put well into few words what I can put poorly into many words.

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      But the fact is is glaringly correct.  This woman organised a Grand Impeachment Lynching, using the Duke of Mendacity as a quarterback, and then strutted around after the collapse of that issue as if they had just built the Great Wall of the Sahara.   Representative Schiff, using his cadre as the trained dogs they seem to be,  loaded the "press" up with lard, his House committee mates with absolutely no ammunition, and made a giant jackass of himself in two weeks.  Even the lib - "reporters" were puzzled by Schiff's evaporation from the scene.  It was like, "What if they gave a hanging and nobody brought the rope?"

         Schiff managed to play a game of one-ball billiards (while in the dark) for two years.  His greatest claim to fame is the all-time record for mendacity and administrative clunkiness.  In that sense he did well.   And, of course, Her Majesty Nancy I, did something as well, or perhaps nothing at all, or whatever.  Her most famous quote was, "I am not calling Congress back into session or anything like that until I call Congress back into session."  Daring words for a Queen.

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     While the Democrat Socialist Party continues with its Ocasio - Pelosi Snake-Pit novel, Trump (who is not my cup of green tea) has slogged and in his bull-in-the-china-shoppe way, steadily down a fairly decent pathway to prosperity. His willingness to push for re-establishment of business…industry, retail, services, investment, innovations…is the only way to slash our way out of the mess made by the Red Chinese Act of War against all nations.

     Everyone who can think in a reasonable geopolitical manner already knows that the Chinese Plague that was launched upon the World recently was a notice to the heads of state, Kings and Queens of all sorts.  People in Singapore, Australia, Costa Rica, etc. and et.al., have been served notice that Peiping wants absolute control of the entire Earth, and they will force absolute compliance with the demands of the Red Chinese Control Group that guides Red Chinese "democracy".
      If we fail to recognise that the Red Chinese Poobahs see the entire populace of Planet Earth as potential organ donors for the children and grandchildren and all the Highest Placed Red Chinese apparatchiks,  then we will have deluded ourselves into the perpetual gulag.

     Allow me please to expound on a minor matter that, when explained, will give the OROG and the normal observer who is endowed with reasonable intelligence a true understanding of the nature of the Red Chinese.   As many OROGs already know, your humble servant and author of these missives has considerable genealogical, academic, and real-life experience in living, doing business, and enjoying the complexities of Mexico.
     During the time Mexico decided to join the ranks of the World (around the Mexico Olympics - 1968) a new dynamic developed in terms of social, cultural, and economic activity.  One day Mexico was literally into a fairly rich third-world country with a lot of noblesse and also a lot of oblige, into a huge industrial and commercial and touristic bastion…with all kinds of problems that sprouted up in the "new prosperity".
     Among these "sprouting" were maquiladora plants (consignment fabrication factories).  These factories proliferated starting in the 1980s and flooded Mexico, not only along the Frontier with Texas and other "close to America" sites, but to hither and yon anywhere in Mexico.  This event…or movement…or cultural economic change has had it bad points and good points.   But there was one constant.
     The Mexican populace, and the professional administrative class, performed from an A- to an A+ in most respects.  Furthermore, the Mexican workers, blue collar and white, adapted well to the foreigners way of producing.   A fusion of the differing hourly considerations and other customs worked out well 99.9% of the time.
     Everything hummed, and still does even during these choppy times (prompted by the Chinese-dispersed Coronavirus Plague).   But during these times of brisk to intense factory production in Mexico, there was one group the Mexican workers and administrators came to abhor…Americans? Germans? French? Canadian?  Japanese?  English?..almost everyone knows the answer.

     From one day to the next, the last shift would go home, usually from one of the little maquiladoras in the rural areasbut near enough to good highways and reliable airports.  Then, in the morning the girls would arrive on time to punch in…except for one problem.  "No esta' nadie.  No esta' nadien" the girls would call the administrator in a panic.   No Chinese administrator, no nothing, no electricity, no primary material to initiate the next product run.  No nothing.    This scene has been seen directly by my eyes, and heard from the mouths of very reliable veterans of Chinese maquiladora actions at least 50 times.   And El Gringo Viejo is being conservative in that estimate.
This Donald Trump in his early days
as a stage entertainer.
(not really)

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     My point is…Donald John Trump had little or nothing to do with the recent Coronavirus Plague.   The culpable party is Red China…doing something that they did not understand, or doing something with premeditated intent, or some combination of the two.
   His handling of this matter as it has affected the United States, Texas, Mexico and Canada, and our "friends" over in Europe, and our friends over in the "Far East" has been about as good as any President can handle in my estimation.

   He job has been like the entertainer on the Ed Sullivan Show who occasionally presented his "twirling plates" routine.   Quite an accomplishment, to be sure.


More Laterand thank you Queen Nancy I for inspiring both my Consuegro and meand making the morning so much better.
EL GRINGO VIEJO
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Tuesday 12 May 2020

A Better Grasp on the Matter of Coming and Going

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Suena bien pero...

Qué tal David !  Me da mucho gusto saber de ti. Bastante valentía pero si queremos seguir morando este mundo debemos reactivar ya la economía que ha quedado destrozada en solo 3 meses.
Tú ya puedes pasar la frontera con las limitantes que tu País disponga , aquí esto apenas empieza el gobierno embustero de amlo dice que van 3600 muertitos pero el número que da el logaritmo rebasa los 10000 ; de todos modos es el 10% de los caídos en USA, veremos cómo se comporta el virus de aquí a esa fecha.
Los números de placa que no circulan son; lunes terminación 0 y 1 , martes 2y 3, miércoles 4 y 5 jueves 6 y 7 y viernes 8 y 9
Al entrar a Santa Engracia te piden origen, te checan la temp corporal y es obligatorio portar cubre bocas . No hay cerveza en todo el noreste porque cerraron las plantas de producción y quizás para junio se pueda conseguir. 
Yo te escribo en 10 días más y te platico cómo va todo.
Suerte y saludos!

RSDL 

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(The above insertion, in black type, is a communique' from our buddy and close neighbour and friend down at our little mud hut in NoWhere, Mexico.   This is how we are communicating at times, back and forth from the McAllen area to the Ciudad Victoria / Santa Engracia area.   We are providing a translation below.  We just wanted you all to see it and also to understand what is being said…and what decisions have to be made.)

Sounds good, but…

     How's it going !?   It gives me much pleasure to hear from you.   We have to be brave if we wish to continue dwelling in this world.  We need to reactivate now our Nation's Economy that has managed to be destroyed in only three months.

     Right now, you can pass the frontier from the USA and Texas as your country disposes.   Here we have AMLO (Andres Manuel Lopez Moreno) the liar, saying that we are going on 3,600 dead from this plaque, but the number that the logarithms indicates more like 10,000;   in any regard, it is 10% of those who have fallen (died) in the USA…We shall see how the virus deports itself around here at those times we are considering your return.

     The numbers of the license plates that cannot circulate have the following assignments:  Monday, 0 and 1…Tuesday, 2 and 3…Wednesday, 4 and 5…Thursday, 6 and 7, and Friday, 8 and 9.


     Upon entering the Santa Engracia area they (medical, military, and constabulary) will ask your place of origen…they will check your temperature, and it will be obligatory to have a facial/bucal mask.   There is no beer in the entirety of the Northeastern part of Mexico, because the all brewery plants have all been prohibited to produce beer.  I shall write to you in 10 days more, and platicate  (talk at length) how everything is going.
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    This has been our method of communicating unless there is a flat-out emergency…and then we use the telephone.   It is convenient, however, to have the orders and needs ready to print out for the workers and for me to NOT FORGET ANYTHING that the Hacienda de la Vega might require…we work well…like hand in glove and the staff of the sizeable plantation is, frankly, very sharp.

     One problem that I see on the horizon is that, should it be necessary, I shall have to use my little station-wagon which is a dream actually…comfortable and roomy (although it looks like a small runabout).   None of that is a problem, but the fact that it is a "semi-antique" might be.   At the beginning of the next new year, it will be too old to drive into Mexico.   The year 2008 is the cutoff. My understanding is that the authorities do not want anyone to just "walk-off-and-leave-it".    But, as I always told my children, "…we'll burn that bridge when we get to it".

     Now, all OROGs (Order of Readers of the Old Gringo) have a little better insight into the push and pull, the bending to reality, and the general nature of dealing with a place that tells time by the Seasons, and not by the hour or minute.   Things are doing well down there.  And, although there are a lot of hurdles to jump on a daily basis, things are pretty much under control here in Texas for the Boss and me.   Later to-day, we shall write a few observations concerning social, cultural, and political currents.


EL GRINGO VIEJO
12 MAY 2020
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Monday 11 May 2020

Grumpy child…Very Grumpy Old Man

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     One of the Hallmarks of a spoiled child is that he / she may have been last born.   Frequently, the eldest child becomes an aunt / uncle-in-law because they "are older and more reliable" than the younger children who need more supervision and are, frankly, ignorant and self-involved.   The youngest can, if not correctly directed, be waited upon, hand over foot, and pampered to the extreme.   These last born children are, without a doubt, almost always demanding, petulant, and accustomed to pampered treatment and deference.

     This writer has done extensive study and analysis concerning this Cosmic phenomena and the rule of: "Those who are last will demand preferential treatment from birth until the end of Eternity".  We have drawn many observations and reliable conclusions about this phenomena over the years.  These conclusions have been developed into what  is now known in the Hebraic, Islamic, and Christian writings as the "Rule of Joseph", and is translated from the Bungumbi language of the Trans-oceanic races of the East as "What have you done for me lately?"

     We vigorously reject any notion that this writer has a predilection or a prejudice for his own race or social position or sibling position.  After all, it is no fault of mine that I was last born.   It was necessary to be close to my parents at a time such as that.

    During my trek through life various things have come to my attention and require either abolition or considerable reconstruction.  For instance:

    (1)   While enduring televised material, there are advertisements that include the informative parenthetical, "…and your in-room manure-spreader can be yours for the low, low price of  $239.99 if your order now…this is a never before offered discount of over 50%!!!    AND if you call with the next 1,600 seconds, we'll throw in another in-home manure spreader ABSOLUTELY FREE!!!  THAT'S RIGHT, ABSOLUTELY FREE, (just pay extra fee)."

Yes, Virginia those on top are
nearing graduation at a major
Ivy League University.  The
frame below is the last
 graduating class.
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    Putting this is the most delicate terms possible, whomsoever falls for that spiel…a spiel that is frequently broadcast apparently to college and high school educated Zombis...is essentially aimed at dolts who are certifiably non compos mentis.  The vendor could much more easily propose the purchase of one indoor dung slinger for 239.99 or two for 449.99…a good discount and a relief of storage problem for the vendor.   No lies, no trickster tricks, just a good deal for the buyer and the seller.

     Of course, when El Gringo Viejo is put in charge of everything, out of respect for free speech and artistic license, I shall imprison anyone who buys anything that is presented as free and then advised that "the following extra fees are required".

     All those who are arrested will be placed in zoos where they will be put in charge of "display sanitation", cleaning the cages and precincts of major mammals.   They will learn and love the anthem from Chairman Mao, "Oh! How I Love to Carry Dung to the Dung Heap for Chairman Mao" (that was an actual song for children in primary to start the morning).

     For our superior Dung Carriers, we shall provide professional improvement programmes including travelling to Russia, where the participants will learn on their familiarisation walk that..."It's a Long Way to Vladivostok, When It's Forty Below."


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(2)     CROSS OVER THE BRIDGE:

     Many folks might wonder why we have not brought forward pictures and/or news of our place down in NoWhere, Mexico and so forth.   Oddly enough, we continue in the same bucket of bureaucratic mud that leaves us in a position of not being able to go down because there is no reasonable assurance that I can return without impediment.
     After about two or three weeks of traffic over the bridges on the Texas - Mexican Frontier with a count of 100 or 200 per crossing-point PER DAY…just to-day there were official reports of "wait-time" (a common service by especially AM Radio stations on the Border) back up to the one to two hours for a majority of the international crossing points.   That would mean, for instance, at the McAllen - Hidalgo - Reynosa bridge two or three thousand or four thousand vehicles would be crossing back and forth, and the lines were long again, and the time consumed to cross was interminable.

     Were I to cross over from Mexico to Texas, the federal officers are required to ask about my immunity papers with reference to the new coronavirus problem, especially knowing that I had been to the interior of Mexico.  The officers at the crossing point can tell because my vehicle's windshield will have a Mexican sticker in the upper centre of the windshield that declares the vehicle a Texas vehicle, and it is a legally introduced and operated vehicle in Mexico.  Mexico has a similar procedure.
     So, then the officer will ask, "Do you have your immunity certificate?"   One runs the risk both ways of being an un-dotted "i" or a misspelled word.   The Mexican officers are a little more lax or indulgent, although if the wife was horsey and complaining at supper last night, the inspection officer might be a bit grumpy and picky.
     One can run, for instance, the chance of being interned and quarantined for two weeks,   where, in Texas, I do not know.  It is an American federal officer's decision.   I might be turned backrelegated to a hotel in downtown Reynosa which is pleasant enough, but a lot of wasted time and money for no good reason.
    Over the years, I have been over and across the border literally thousands of times.   Our excursion company had, besides my humble self, various employees who served as tour escorts or guides, and we carried to the interior of Mexico and back many thousands of clientsall with an incredibly minuscule amount of molestation or incompetence on the part of the authorities.

     So, there we are.  Having been totally familiar with this, and that, and the other in terms of crossing over, and crossing back, and visiting, or living in, or being a business counsellor,  or owning property and a home that we built in Mexicosuddenly I am leery of my new landscapeon both sides of the Rio Grande (aka: Rio Bravo del Norte).   On the other hand, the Methuselah  Effect might save me"Look at that old Geezer.   He's been coming and going here since my grandfather was a Customs OfficerI'll bet the Old Geezer has a little Gold Mine down there the Mexican outback."
     It has all become terribly confusing.


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We shall more, very quickly if at all possible.
EL GRINGO VIEJO
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Sunday 3 May 2020

I come to identify and describe Nancy, not to praise her

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   Our previous submission to the attention of the OROG community and the world in general concerned a bit of background on the Trump - line of continuum from Germany to America. We also dabbled a bit in foreign affairs of these moments as well my estimate of the incumbent President.  My Consuegro (in Spanish - He, the father-in-law of my daughter and I, the father-in-law of his son) after reviewing my quick-clic summary about things Trump, suggested in his own inimitable way that I had not done anything about the Hon. Nancy Pelosi, 2nd pretender to the Presidency and titular known as Speaker of the House of Representatives of the United States of America.
Nancy Patricia A'lesandro Pelosi 
Speaker of the House of Representatives and 
second in line to the Presidency of the United States

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     She is a troubled work in progress, regress, and distress it seems at all times.   She recently has managed to undergo some kind of new facial intervention that has placed her eyebrows about eight inches above her eyes.  That kind of work has to be admired.   We include a less recent image of Madame Speaker so that folks might be able to recall what she used to look like when her eyebrows were only five inches above her pupils.   

     The Honourable Speaker is one of those classic Democrats who weeps before the crowds and cameras when the plight of the poor and the neglected people are overlooked.  But, when showing her modest home in Oakland, she seems to have stone ear-drums, babbling without taking a breathe for several minutes (seemingly) about her 12,000 dollar ice-cream maintainer and her scores and scores of pints and quarts of 10 to 20 dollar per container, imported and mainly French (apparently) product.   She seemed to take on the fervour of a very young child speaking over the visiting reporter's questions and turning her back frequently while the cameraman was trying to make "worthwhile" images of one of the most powerful people in the American government.
 
Even the leftwing, late night people could not resist
 a bit of fun at the Speaker's expense.
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  We have a "cleaned-up" version of Speaker Nancy's presentation of the inner workings of her refrigerator - freezer.  This is because we do not wish to diminish the fact that her generosity in exposing the inner workings of her home and the secrets of her inner-most desires in terms of food choices.

     It amazes us that Madam Speaker can make ends meet in terms of keeping her nice but understated home in Oakland, California.    Her Speaker's salary is presently $223,500 and certain expenses.  Of course, some of this salary, being far from adequate for a person of such importance is buffered a bit by her net worth totalling near $240,000,000 United States Dollars including Nancy's and her husband's net worth is something in excess of that, I am given to understand.  The recent jiggle in the economic situation may have had some negative impact on
Paul and Nancy Pelosi
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the Pelosi's estate, but I am relatively certain that they will not have to chew on leather in order to abate their hunger.

     Mr. Pelosi, while surely a likeable fellow has established an interesting record of dabbling in almost everything from being a vintner to a Triple A baseball magnate, and a Triple A football magnate and just generally being around at the right time and at the right place to make a buck or two.

    Please understand that my wife and I are in what might be "comfortable condition" economically (primarily due to to the Boss,  not me).  We do not sneer with jealousy nor resentment at those who have much.   We do look down on those who have benefitted politically from their wealth, and then simultaneously have benefitted in terms of wealth due to their political positioning.
     This is the somewhat convoluted manner of thinking by an Old Confederate type who believes in some variation of natural social assignment.  As well, I am democratic enough to applaud people of lesser resources who legally and morally work and invest to the extent that they become "comfortable" and financially well endowed.

     Frankly, while it is recognised that manoeuvring politically in order to gain the best results for one's party during Congressional combat, it seems that Madame Speaker is disposed to bring writs of impeachment against a President for the high crimes and misdemeanours such as (a) being President, and (b) having been elected President, and (c) having orange hair.
     She is also disposed to keep the Lower House of Congress somewhere outside of Washington, D.C. when there are important matter to discuss, debate, and prosecute, especially when there is significant urgency attached to the need to decide and move said Acts and Legislative processes to their necessary conclusions.    We Republicans to do those things, she would set up a howl that would raise the dead in the middle of the Sahara.  However, when she does it, it is something like Joe Biden trying to explain himself.  The Speaker makes so many hand, fingers, and arm thrashings it is if she is being attacked by a million invisible hornets.   I have often wondered, if there were a face-to-face between Old Auntie Nancy and Old Uncle Joe which one would land the first and final accidental knock-out punch.

     Finally, I present the evidence against this Speaker of the House concerning hubris.  She was brought up in grand style, her daddy I believe was Mayor of Baltimore at one time, and she attended the finest Roman Catholic schools one could possibly hope for;  truly excellent institutions.   One would consider that, once obtaining an audience with the Bishop of Rome (as he is known to us of the Anglican order) she went in to the Papal precincts and had her tete-a-tete with the Holy Father,  she apparently got her blows in, according to her accounting upon departure from the papal inner sanctum.  When asked about her impressions about meeting up with one of the most intelligent students of the Roman Catholic religion and several score other denominations and other religious institutions around the world, she gave answers that were tepid and pointless. Towards the end of her "holding court" at the gates that give entrance to the Basilica of SaintPeter, she declared that she had advised the Pope that his views concerning abortion were not something or another and a woman's right to choose was things that sometimes can be other things but everybody's rights must be protected because of the things that can be one way here and upside down, maybe over there…sometimes.
    We beg the indulgence of the readers because it must be understood that I tried my best to try to understand what in that name of Beelzebub the poor bat-crazy woman was trying to say but it was genuinely not understandable.   She had just had a meeting with the Pontiff and apparently, according to her, told him how the cow ate the Latin Bible.   She then addressed the group of pinko reporters and essentially advised them that she had advised the Pope that abortion is a woman's right, and religion has nothing to do with her choice.  So there.
It has been said that the above depiction is of a
a nation that is the smallest on Earth and perhaps the
most powerful…It is Vatican City.
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     There I shall rest my case and my points.   The contention is not resolvable.   If a Roman Catholic wishes to approve of abortion on demand for women, then I cannot resolve the dichotomy of the issue.   It is required that that Roman Catholic depart the church and find a new religious home.   Or a bunch of people who want to call themselves "Roman Catholics Who Favour Abortions" must charge into the Vatican's precincts and go hand to hand against the Swiss Guards, grasp the Pope, and drag him to the Adriatic Sea and throw him to the sharks.
     Then Mrs. Pelosi could be made Popess by Divine Acclamation and Planned Parenthood could establish a "sensible and accessible" women's needs clinic on the campus of Vatican City and have  the various governments in the world pay taxes into the operation so that all abortions can be free.   It is very improbable that any of the above solutions could be put into effect with any reasonable outcome.

After trying to re-assemble the Holy Roman Empire, it was decided best
for all to allow the Swiss Guards to put Humpty back together again.
I am certainly not the person indicated to re-establish Earthly Order.
We appreciate the attention of all, and we shall be back in the saddle
 to-morrow, trying our best to stamp out Socialism, whatever stripe
 it might be wearing at that time.

As usual, there will be more later.
Good Order, Gentlemen…stand at ease!

EL GRINGO VIEJO

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Monday 27 April 2020

This needs to be addressed

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     We have no idea why this relatively out of order previous submission has appeared from the past.  Peculiar things have been happening within the innards of my computer arrangements, and this "re-run" seemed to wish to be here at this time.
    Please enjoy this blast from the past.   There will be no extra charge.
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     Many reasonable readers of the Old Gringo's blogging oppose, support, and do not care about his opinion of Donald John Trump.  My impressions and attitude about him are herein revealed.   They are the same impressions that El Gringo Viejo had about the fellow from the beginning of awareness that such a person,  in fact,  existed.

     He presence first gave us the impression of a film-flam man.  Our natural instinct was to withdraw from his orbit so as to not allow his contamination of the Gringo Viejo's orbit.   As our mutual orbits aged, becoming more like "mutual obits" not much about our understanding of the man had changed.

     My character and personality is somewhat similarself-centre'd, passive when action is needed, urgent when caution is required, skeptical about everything but believer in ghosts and extraterrestrials and things that go bump in the night (or daytime).
Friederich Trump

1870 - 1919

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      El Gringo Viejo is a self-styled authority about everything except what does not interest him.   And even then, he still has a solid opinion about something that has never been considered or studied.   We could go on forever.   Trump has done his things and El Gringo Viejo has done his.  Now, my turn has come to opine and elucidate.

     Mr. Trump is a grandson of a man from Bavaria, the largest of the minor ancient Teutonic regencies, now a province in southwestern Germany.   That grandfather was quite an operator.  He truly wanted to go to North America and make his fortune, removed from the standard stodgy shackles of the aristocratic and royal autocrats and stuffed shirts.
   The original Mr. Frederich Trump as an American (or North American) phenomena came about back in the early 1870s, being close to his mother at a time such as that (birth), in a Germanic zone as the Kingdom of the Platinate, a very small Regency indeed.  To-day, Bavaria is a state within the German Republic, with the honour of being the largest such sub-division in the nation.
     The Trumps were neither wealthy nor poor.  They were involved at various levels in the business of the vintners in a very top-flight wine producing area. Freder sent to trade school to become a barber, and complied.  He came back to his home grounds of Kallstadt, to cut hair, but the town really was not big enough to make a man rich.  So he went and obtained a permit and passport to emigrate to the United States where he had blood relatives.

     He landed, passing by the newly installed Statue of Liberty, and went looking for his family.   He began cutting hair again, while also purchasing buildings, homes, and other such structures, fixing them up, and then "turning" them.   While still a young man, he set out to the American Pacific Coast and began dealing  in accommodations, restaurant service, saloon and dining hospitality, and certain other social services that the Reverend Mr.  Billy Graham and his family would not approve.   After forming a partnership and then selling his assets out at considerable gain, he and his partner went  "North, to Alaska" and  western Canada where he found a real live Gold Rush was, as rumoured, taking place.


This is the nature of a gold rush.
As usual, 20% make some or a lot of money,  and 75% make
 nothing or less.  And 5% make real money by owning and
 running hotels, saloons, hardware and necessaries stores,
 and 'entertainment' alternatives.
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     We called it "The Alaskan Gold Rush" and the Canadians called it, "I say, what is all the noise?".    The Indians around there called it "Toi pikli toi cala" which in Eskimo means, "Well, there goes the neighbourhood.".

     And Friedrich Trump set about to make the area as nice a place as a place in the middle of nowhere, with a growing season measured in hours instead months, could be.
      Mr. Trump utilised his real estate and construction experience to build a couple of saloons, supposedly one a bit more discriminating than the other, and the other a bit more comfortable for rustics and rowdies.

     There were a couple of hotels, along with a couple of facilities for public
Another view of the Goldrush
Among those thousands who crossed over Chilkoot
Pass, searching the path to Golden Reward

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women and their wiles.   
Through hard work, and honest dealing, Trump kept true to his quest to return to Queens with a pot full of shekels, and marrying his intended.   After a couple of years arguing with his partner and trying to keep him sober, Trump sold out his share, raking in a considerable net profit.


     Trump returned to New York City in good order, began immediately to scheme and try to edify buildings and homesteads and apartments on that island that stands between the Atlantic Ocean and the Hudson River.   but something gnawed at his guts and his soul.   Trump still had a thought about returning to Germany and restoring his citizenship.


     His married, also a German from the same area, although well adjusted to New York City. But, not long after the wedding, she began to become homesick for her old familiar places. They took a ship to Brussels and then the train to their old haunts in Bavaria.   This suited  Friedrich because he wanted to deal with the citizenship issue.
     He visited various offices to see about having his citizenship restored, but the door was slammed in his face at each stop.   He was branded a coward for having neatly avoided the conscription and for that reason he was no longer eligible for citizenship as a true German.
Elizabeth Christ Trump
paternal grandmother of Donald

1880   -   1966

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     Having been denied, and having exhausted all possible appeals  to higher authority with both aristocratic and judicial powers, he took his new bride, hopped on the next  ship west-bound and returned to New York Citypassing by the nice lady in the harbour once more.
    Mrs. Trump  settled in and raised a good family, including one who would become the father of the United States of America.
    Lamentably, Mr. Trump was not a long-life type person.  He died in 1919 at the ripe old age of 49, apparently, while overwhelmed by a galloping onset of the Spanish Flu.
     That flu epidemic was much worse than to-day's assault by the coronavirus epidemic, killing millions and million over a 32 month period which included most of 1917, the end of World War I in late 1918, and a portion of 1919.



    We have given the previous brief caption of the nature of origins of  Donald Trump's biological make-up as well as his intellectual and "drive" factors.  All of the bloodline stuff and all of the details about the personality are a bit deceptive…almost.

     It is impossible to discount the strength of The Donald's work ethic and vision.  These things are a matter of historical record.  The three marriages and the rough edged, blustering, drive to success and maintenance of success  are things that at least the majority of the literate classes have some recognition.   My effort here is to explain my thoughts and impressions about the fellow and his past, present, and future.

     Some might think that since we have voted Republican at every opportunity since 1969, and have served as an operative, campaigner helper, GOP behind-the-scenes "source", and formal candidate for elective office as well as a member of three delegations to the Texas State Republican Convention that my mind is closed to openness.  During my high school years I served as President of the McAllen Teenaged Republican Club…which was the largest such organisation in the United States at that time (1961 - 1964)
    We should also point out that my Boss-lady has also voted in the same manner and has served as an Officer of the Hidalgo County Republican Party.
She and I also were one of four parties who sponsored the Rush to Excellence Tour to McAllen, Texas in 1989…which was attended at the McAllen Civic Centre to the tune of standing room only…many thousands.

     But…the OROGs need to be aware that El Gringo Viejo is not the world's biggest fan of Donald Trump.   I am leery of the fact that he was a Democrat of Convenience, and then a Republican of Convenience.   He has the tendency to be uselessly crass and overly willing to engage in pointless contention.

     One of the things that drives this particular observer to the point of pulling his last seven hairs out of his head is Trump's compulsive need to say "I" when "We" is in order.  He has the addiction to the word "my" instead of "our".   He drones on for hours without saying much more than literary confetti and pointing out necessary weaknesses of the leftists and latter-day Bolshies He does this without making points with strength.  He should not rely on  jab lines of a burlesque comic.

Kim Jung Il (r) and sister Kim Yo Jong (l)
aka: The Kimsey Twins

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     It is all this writer can do to remain calm and comfortable in my straight-jacket they give me down at the home when Trump refers to Kim Jung Un, that paragon of human goodness, as if he is an old college chum.   Kim is a dull, murderous thug  who will probably murder his beautiful but witch-like sister just as he murdered his older brother a couple of years ago in order to seal his hold on the "reins of power.   The "fat boy" is aware that too many close relatives and generals hanging around spoil the broth…and spoil the spoils of dictatorship, as well.  This is someone that should not be given any pleasantry or latitude, especially by the President of the United States.

     And we continue, in the same vein, we have the President going out of his way to say kind things, do good and valuable favours for, and accommodate in many ways, the hideous President of Red China and that thug's minions.  Just recently, special Red Chinese thugs have entered Hong Kong and revelled in the battery and vicious beating of Hong Kong citizens.  Also, an anti-religious campaign has been renewed in Red China under the instructions of Xi Jinping, whom our President apparently regards as a human being worthy of some kind of special deference.   We have noted the brutality and violence that has been dealt to the Chinese people for celebrating Christian rites, or adhering to old and revered adherents to Buddhism, Taoism, Shintoism, and numerous other peoples who see matters in spiritual ways.


Chinese President Xi Jinping
recent victor in the religious war against those who
continued to practice Christianity, and / or other religions
that will not be tolerated by strict Communist rules.  Many
people have been either killed or injured, and houses, as
as churches and home chapels.



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     My reservation as it pertains to my soul and selection and preference is to never regard people like Xi and the "Kimsey Twins" as anything human.   That is one mark I bear that cannot be erased…Stalin, Hitler, Mao, Ho, Pol Pot…and I do not believe that Xi and the "Kimsey Twins" can be brought up to the rail for a "…come to Jesus moment" or any such similar purification.

     So,  therefore, the OROGs and perhaps some newcomers know my inner thoughts and feelings about our president.  I shall vote for him…as soon as early voting begins, because I am a geezer, and it would be really terrible if Michelle O'bamaham would gain the Presidency simply because Texas missed by one vote giving the Electoral College selection to the panel representing the Democrats.   I will not say, "Well, I voted for the lesser of two evils," or any other such rot.  Donald Trump is decidedly better than anything the Democrat  - Socialist Labour Party can drag into the fray.

We shall retire from the field of battle and return after the smoke is settled in order to more accurately pursue the enemy.
EL GRINGO VIEJO
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