Saturday, December 31, 2016


(P)regressive delusion running full ahead brings an urge to vomit. Google News’ bias is on display daily with the items they choose to feature. Consider this Letter to the Editor in the Washington Post.

No contrary factual information seems to be considered by these two womyn. Nor by whoever chose the letter for publication and the Google editor who selected it.

A long term acquaintance  likes to say, “Intelligent people, given enough factual information, can change their minds”. The weakness inherent in that statement is people must first accept the information. (P)regressives seemed determined to hear only what they want to hear.

How do you break through? Damned if I know.

Friday, December 30, 2016


This is the time of year my mail box starts filling with calendars, personal return address labels and other unsolicited trivia from organizations purported to be charities.

First question that comes to mind is, how did they get my name and address? Did the D.A.V or American Legion sell it along with all other donor’s information? Were their records hacked?

Many charities are out and out scams.

Then the question is, how much goes to those in need after all the expenses of the fund raising?

Some worthwhile charities with good reputations seem to be taken over and lose their focus. Military Order of The Purple Heart?
Some don’t just focus on the needs of the people they are supposedly helping but have social/political agendas. Wounded Warriors? Some do get my pennies. Soldier’s Angels.

Circa 1970’s my now ex wife and other parents founded a chapter of the National Autism Association in the Seattle area. The focus was on helping families with autistic children cope. A few years later we founders were ousted in a coup and the chapter became a fund raiser for the professionals at the University of Washington to fund their various studies.

Today I always say “Yes” when asked to “round up” at my local grocery store for the food bank. As far as I know most of what is raised does provide food.

Occasionally when I know of good people struggling I will buy durable food staples and leave a few sacks on their doorstep, or in the bed of their pickup,  and then walk away.

Have you ever watched someone, usually a young mother, counting her change before going in and prepaying for gasoline? Ever walk over and swipe you credit card at her pump and fill her tank? That is giving with a purpose.

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

It Is Like Deja Vu All Over Again, Yogi

Yesterday sold my 1987 Bronco II. Bought it as a backup vehicle but we need to replace another vehicle and cash from the Bronco sale will help.

The buyer came from a Craigslist advertisement.  Within two minutes of shaking hands, reverted to my car salesman persona – kind of like riding a bicycle, you ever forget. In fact, it wasn’t until later I realized what happened.

Immediately became the friendly face, sympathetic listener, eager to help, and kind of dumb. Established some common ground, both of us ranch raised. 

In my many years of selling cars I never had the need to lie to make a sale. The prospects want to buy or they wouldn’t be here. Let them buy, don’t make it hard! Ask the right questions the right way and they will talk themselves into buying. It was their idea with no pressure from the salesman. Any car mutts out there that think I'm wrong? Somewhere I have a plaque from Suzuki proclaiming me the number one salesman of Suzuki Samurais in the United States.

And then the story began. It is for his girlfriend. Seems he left her on the East Coast seven months ago to return to Colorado and find employment. Okay? About 30 years old, 5’6”, 140 lbs he told me he had been a cop and corrections officer but had to give it up because he was in twenty six fights and had two excessive force charges. Learned about his brothers and sisters and which ones had been in jail. Learned about goat dairy farming. We went on the test drive. He then consulted with family members who were waiting in one of two vehicles the crew arrived in. Made the deal and the bat shit crazy drove away with a winning grin on his face. I returned to my apartment with a wad of Benjis in my pocket.

The very best car salesman I ever knew was my old buddy, the late Dirty Al Imhoff.  He would have said, about the transaction, “You are a baad man, Tankie”.

In case there is any question, I do not, repeat do not, want to start selling cars again.

But WSF, did you make money on the deal? Hell ya, about $500 on a $1,500 sale.

Monday, December 26, 2016

That Will Teach Them, But Who?

The smug self righteous gun grabber (P)regressive crowd managed to “hurt” Colorado’s primer firearms related company with stupid legislation. Turns out leaving Colorado hasn’t hurt them.

Do you think Wyoming and Texas resent the drain on their available employment pool caused by Magpuls relocation? No, me either.

There is a sense Colorado is moving toward being a red state. For years we have been bombarded with money from George Soros type  junior leaguers and Bloomberg which tilted the state purple.

 Last election the (P)gressive challengers for GOP held congressional seats were soundly defeated despite the state GOP being a exclusive club that needs glass belly buttons to see where they are going with their head up their collective asses. While Shillary carried the state she didn’t carry Pueblo county, the most Democrat county in the state. Lots of Blue Dogs in Pueblo.

Saturday, December 24, 2016

Bad To The Bone

The Peoples Republic of Boulder has enough fruit and nut (P)regressives running around that the rest of the population gets overlooked. As an example, the current bigamist and  bad woman poster candidate.

Kind of makes your heart swell knowing we still have characters that make this state interesting. Bet she doesn’t need any “safe space”.

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Total Professional

How many miles did I drive with this?

Holiday greetings.

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Commercial Plug

From a site I subscribe.

I have neither the skill or patience to build models. I greatly admire those who can and enjoy seeing their accomplishments.

For many years Colorado was home to the premier source of all things relating to railroad modeling. Sadly, it was closed.

They have reopened at a new location. Good news for anyone with an interest. 

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Sports Rant

Three franchises going nowhere. What do they have in common? Same ownership.

Could there be a clue there?

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Out With Logic, On With Lunacy*

Once again the residents of the Peoples Republic of Boulder try to prove perception beats realty with their 100% renewable energy by 2030 scheme.

All their electricity comes over the interconnected electrical grid fed by many different sources of power generation. The majority power generators are natural gas and coal fired. A much smaller amount comes from hydroelectric, mainly the Glen Canyon Dam at Page, AZ.  A miniscule amount comes from wind farms, assuming you have wind.

Nowhere do you see a plan for them to disconnect from the grid.
What they can do is form their own electric utility, buy or lease the infrastructure Xcel Energy has built, and purchase power from the renewable providers like Aspen, CO. The power still comes over the grid.

This will give the smug fuckers a warm and fuzzy feeling and expand their self proclaimed superiority. They get to keep their beautiful surroundings unblemished by ugly windmills and acres of solar panels.

 That infrastructure goes to the poorer rural areas that don’t have the political clout to prevent it. Oh well, not the Boulderites problem, is it?

Oh, WSF, you don’t know what you are talking about.

Yep, I should just crawl back into my basket and stop criticizing my betters. Tomorrow is back to work so I won't have time to post as many rants. Some will be relieved, don't you know?

*Title comes from the Washington State OWL Party.


Monday, December 12, 2016

Social Justice Warriors Are A Cult

The (P)regressives continue to implode with even angrier explanations of Shillary’s loss with a side whine about the down ticket races. This lapsed Blue Dog thinks they have become a cult. From Wikipedia.

The word "cult" has always been controversial because it is (in a pejorative sense) considered a subjective term, used as an ad hominem attack against groups with differing doctrines or practices.[7][8] Cults range in size from local groups with a few members to international organizations with millions.[9]

It seems to me the American Media Maggots (h/t Bloviating Zeppelin) are attempting to retain cult membership while creating an illusion of impartiality. What is really up with them is trying to preserve their rice bowls in the face of plummeting revenues. Just as their slavish (cult) devotion to the Shillary campaign failed, so will the current “fake news” narrative.

You can’t stop free speech. I’m old enough to remember duplicating machine produced tracts being passed around. The John Birch Society comes to mind. Now we have the internet. The attacks on content under the false flag of “net neutrality” and blocking “fake news” sites only shows how powerful a tool the internet is for free speech and the dissemination of different views.

Back to my point, if there is one, many of the SJW “issues” find some level of agreement among “basket” members while the interests of “deplorable” are rejected, or given lip service, by the SJWs. Thus, they are a cult.

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Officer Dickhead Meets Citizen Hothead

Yeah, got a citation and almost got a trip to jail. Not a good sign when two more patrol cars join the one who stopped you with the blue and reds.

0250, Temp -8°F, clear sky, no moon, enroute to work, and came upon an accident. Street blocked by a patrol car and flares. In my town there are just three North-South arterials separated by eight to eleven blocks East to West. OK, divert into the parking lot of a sprawling shopping center and come back to my original route. Street still blocked but very slowly I moved around various vehicles and continued on my way. Some yoyo had taken out a power pole and left approximately 5,300 homes without electricity. 

Five blocks later get lit up with the reds and blues plus about a dozen LEDs. Pull over and things got ugly.

Not being a stranger to discussing my driving habits with the long arm of the law, got out my card case with my driver license, turned on the interior light, rolled down my window, and put my hands on the steering wheel.
A very agitated young officer comes to the window and starts off with,

“Do you know what emergency lights are for?”

“Yes”, I replied “That is why I pulled over”.

The interaction gets into my driving through the accident scene, where am I going (to work), where is my job (give address) and alternate route I could have taken. Then he takes my license, insurance card, hands back my registration, and goes back to his patrol unit. As I wait various other patrol units come and go. Twenty minutes goes by before he comes back. Twenty fucking minutes that makes me more and more pissed off.

Now I’m a full grown man who has never ducked responsibility for my actions. If I’m wrong, write me a citation and send me on my way. No argument from me; that is what courts are for. Making me wait twenty minutes while he dicks around with the other officers, knowing I’m on my way to work, is uncalled for.

Finally he comes back. In addition to the citation, he proceeds to motherfuck me some more.

 My LEO relatives have a policy, either and ass chewing or a citation, never both.

 I have no patience, a character flaw to be sure, am a grumpy old man, and have about a ten second fuse. I tell the pissant badge happy asshole his making me wait twenty minutes is rude and unprofessional. At this point I haven’t used any profanity. He then says heatedly,

“I think you are unprofessional. You could have killed a cop back there”.

“Oh, bullshit!” , I replied. “Furthermore, go fuck yourself”.

We exchange a few more unpleasantries and then he tells me to leave.

I have always tried to speak politely to police officers. I expect the same from them. That said, I don’t, and never will, meekly accept shit from anyone, no matter who they are. I also don’t care about the 4 points and $155. I can afford it, and will torture them in court before they collect. Been there, done that with about a .800 winning average.

My core value? I will die on my feet before I will live on my knees.

That said, I believe I will drive my other vehicle to work tomorrow, just saying.

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Peoples Republik of Boulder

Social justice warriors rejoice. You can take your blankie to Boulder and feel safe. Plus, there is a coffee shop in every block where you can get your soothing beverage of choice.

Good to see the County Commissioners spending time on such important issues since they can’t be bothered with gridlock, the homeless population, little affordable housing, Byzantine building and land use codes, crime, opiate addiction, and illegal dumping off county roads.

Appearance over substance, Boulder County leads the way and the prairie dogs rejoice!

Saturday, December 3, 2016

Sloppy Editors and Writers: A Rant

Driving a 500 miles route three days a week, I find audio books make the day go by faster and help keep me alert.

Recently I started one by a major author and by the second disc boxed it up and took it back to the library. A minor character was a former Army Corpsman. Damnit, the Army has Medics and the Navy Corpsman. Sloppy, and I found myself listening for more mistakes rather than becoming immersed in the narrative.

Some readers of this blog have read books by Jim Curtis and Peter Grant. With great narratives their books also have meticulously researched details. Next on my order list is Larry Lambert’s books. My guess is attention to all details will be found.

If one wants to pick a hugely popular author, consider Patricia Cornwell. If she is writing about something involving SCUBA, she gets or renews her certification. Rifles? She goes and trains until she understands what skills are required. 

I have no aspirations to becoming a writer beyond this blog. Why? I’m too damn lazy and undisciplined even assuming I have the necessary vision. My ex-wife, who is talented, once met and talked to J.J. Jance seeking some insight. Her feelings  were hurt by Jance’s use of a four letter word.


Am I being too harsh and judgmental? Probably.

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Happy Day

Focusing on all the current events and the many challenges of life, we sometimes overlook some of life's happy events. Saw this today and it lifted my spirits. A woman with a new dog.

United Airlines Airfreight in Denver goes out of their way for dog owners with this facility. The only public restroom for the entire airfreight terminals is at United and I always need to pee. Afterwards I pull over by this facility to prepare the medical specimens for shipment, about a fifteen minute process.

This lady had just received her new pup. Scared and nervous, the beast was carried in her arms to the pet area. In the fifteen minutes I was there the dog went from scared to  playful. Warmed my old cynical heart to see the simple pleasure of the woman and her dog as they became acquainted. 

If someone wants to accuse me of being a closeted romantic I have no defense. Pets and small children? Yes, I am a sucker.