Stirring the pot
The above was copied and posted on my Facebook page. I do
many, “Stirring the pot”, posts. This one touched nerves. Over 45 thumbs, 29
comments, and one share so far and growing. (P)regressives and TDS sufferers
make up most of the (vile and nasty) comments. Mission accomplished
Wolves
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This theme is used to support reintroduction of wolves and other predators elsewhere. The above short clip is only one of many, some hours long, fostering the idea.
Not so fast, L.L. Beaners
Outrage is futile, disgust
remains
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Can anybody be held responsible? Likely not, as one Christopher S.P. Gregory has found.
David vs Goliath and Mr. Gregory’s sling may be too short.
Car Story
After leaving my crazy twenties I stopped driving if I had consumed more than one drink. If the wife was sober she drove or we got a cab.
That ended one December night.
The area Isuzu representive was hosting a Christmas dinner in a Burien, WA restaurant banquet room. A nice dinner with open bottles of wine liberally distributed, the atmosphere was congenial but the room was too warm. As I sat there I kept helping myself to some white wine. When I walked out into the cold night air, I realized I was shit faced.
I then made the decision to drive the 8.2 miles home. My ride was one of my $100 acquisitions, a 1970 Dodge 100 long bed step side that was an ex Hanford Nuclear Complex fleet vehicle. I can’t remember what the license plate belonged to but not the Dodge.
The fifteen minute drive home was done at exactly the speed limit with intense concentration to lane discipline and proper use of turn signals. I arrived home without incident greatly relieved and thankful traffic was light.
Yes, I did try to call a cab. Up to one hour wait.
While one of the better engines ever offered, that slant six was prone to carbon buildup in the exhaust ports. The easy fix was to slowly pour water into the carb and let the steam clean out the carbon. Once the exhaust went from black to white you were done.
Poor people have poor ways.
As always, YMMV
8 comments:
Since this is a 'family' blog, I won't say what I'm thinking about Colorado politics... And yes, those old Dodge pickups would run for ever with a little maintenance!
Things may be reaching a tipping point. Several elderly Mexican (thier description) neighbors who have voted (D) their whole lives are saying they won't this time. It helps our current Representative's grandparents were from Mexico.
Dad had a 65 Dodge pickup bought from the area propane distributor. It had the slant-six with a 4-speed transmission. The propane distributor had converted it to run on propane but converted back to gasoline when they sold it. There was some kinda hitch in the conversion, as it would hesitate just for an instant when you stepped on the gas, but man that contraption had plenty of torque after that. I remember it fondly.
1950's an aunt's husband worked for a propane distributor and converted his vehicles to propane. I remember the family menfolk and him arguing about the merits. There was a strong opinion on him evading the gasoline road tax. Laughable because the whole clan were poachers and general scofflaws.
One relative had a Minneapolis Moline farm tractor that ran on propane. He converted it during WWII because he had access to propane and gasoline was rationed.
I had to snicker about the road tax because the local Amish drive their tractors to town on various errands, quite often pulling a rattle-trap trailer containing the wife and kids. Of course, not paying road tax on off-road diesel which used to drive my late Mother nuts.
Here in Colorado the County Mounties like to visit livestock and farm auctions. You see them with their dipsticks checking all the dually diesel powered trucks much to the displeasure of the ranchers and farmers.
A great post, but I'm confused. What was remotely controversial about your Facebook cartoon?
LOL It still is drawing heat on FB.
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