It's been a long time. I've had issues. For the longest time I couldn't get into Blogspot. User error apparently.

So a lot has happened.

And now I'm going to piss a lot of you off. Again. As usual.

Look I'm normally a good person,

I walk my 86 year old's neighbor's dog for her. My neighbor is a *gasp* immigrant. She was a kid during WWII, she recalls living in a train tunnel during the last days of Nazi occupation of Sicily. She also makes the most mouth watering biscotti in the world. She has some interesting stories of WWII. If I can do something for you I will.

At the same time I AM and WILL Be an Asshole when I have to be.

Example of me not being an asshole:
I have neighbors who love to put out their conservative signs. Kewl. I have no issue with that. You know why? Freedom of speech. I have liberal neighbors who put out their liberal signs. Kewl. I have no issue with that. You know why? Freedom of speech. I don't care who you are, what your politics are, you have freedom of speech, but you do not have freedom of consequences of freedom of speech. You say it, you fucking own it. Don't cry when you get busted for it. That last part was a kind of PSA.

Stepping in to pay for a woman's pain meds when she's a couple of dollars short at Walgreen's. She had more important things to think about. I paid because her pain hurt my heart. She was having a serious bad day and did not have one bad word to say to anyone. She smiled at a couple of kids who were in the area while I was waiting on my own meds. I paid for her so that she could get her meds faster. When she offered me the money she had on hand I said in a hard tone that I am sorry for: No, Ma'am. And refused her money, I did however take her two hugs. It was an even trade.


Example of me being an Asshole:
If you happen to post a fake photo and it reaches my page...yeah, I'm going to bust you for it and be an asshole about it, because if I can look it up so can you. Don't try the false narrative with me. It pisses me off. I will call you out. I don't care if you are my dearly departed Da's nephew. You post shite, I will call out your shite. Mainly because my Da did not put up with shite like that. He would have kicked your arse for that shite.

If you are on my friend list and you post a photo of your gas price while extolling the "false narrative" of a tight economy being a made up thing, you might not want to have that Kroger brand in the photo, because I will ask you if the price was before or after your Kroger points. And yeah I will pretend that's a wonderful thing, and also I will notice that everyone who agreed with you got a huge word reply. I got a one word reply. You know what that tells me.

Don't get all holier than thou when a duly elected representative doesn't stand for the current occupant of the white house during the SOTU speech. Some of you of the conservative ilk had no issue with this sort of shite when the former occupant of the white house was given the same treatment by two speakers of house. Basically, shut the fuck up, you have zero fucking talking room. By the way, she has no responsibility to coddle your golden calf or make you feel better about voting for him.

Allison and I went to a concert one night while in Dallas, the Corral Creek Coral was having a concert with the Army Choral and Laura Bush was there as the 'guest'. When everyone else stood up in ovation, we did not. And when the lady in front of us tried to shame us, I asked her, "where was Laura Bush during the AIDs epidemic? Sure she she's doing this now and after her husband lost the white house, but where was SHE when it actually mattered?" I got no answer. I finished with the statement "I exercise my right to not stand." I went to 25 funerals during the AID's epidemic and I didn't ever see Laura Bush at one fucking funeral.The look on the woman's face when I did stand for the Army Choral's call to service melody. That's the part where each service song is played and veterans stand for their song. I just looked at this woman. I think maybe she got it.

To the current occupant of the white house, if you are going to make an argument for "The Wall" and you name a city in Texas, where I grew up and FUCKING live in...you should probably not pick San Antonio to name, which by the way is nofuckingwhere near the fucking border you knob. I mean Jesus, at least pick somewhere closer to sort of make your clueless, fictional movie based case. Does a former VP named Quale not mean anything to you? Is there no one on your staff who has a half a fecking brain? Seriously? And some of you dumb shites believe it? Orps. ..sorry yes some of you dumb shites believe it...sadly some of them are in my family. I gotta own what I gotta own.

I also grew up in El Paso, Where we do have portions of a wall. and tunnels, And ladders owned by coyotes and an airport where people who overstay their visa's fly in. Oh, gee. Whoops.'

Another example of me being an Asshole...my dear conservative friends....Obama vacations...where the fuck is your outrage now? 'cause I'm hearing fucking crickets from you...so now you're okay with wasteful vacation spending? Feck you, I have your names. Just don't.

I am an asshole and I will call out your hypocritical shite just as I call out my own party hypocritical shite. Newsflash about me...I hate people..I'm better with dogs.

and if your tax return is less than...ummmmm we tried to tell you about that.

and about Putin...some of my former army friends now love him...we trained to kill him and those like him..so honestly fuck you. You have embraced the man who we, cold war veteran's practiced to put our arms around his neck and squeeze until he took his last breath. And now some of you love him. If you do love him, take your arse off my page. And out of my life.

Yes, I'm an asshole, but I've earned it. And I don't pretend to be anything else.

So, aren't you glad I'm back?

It's That Easy

I spent two years and three months living in Germany. To be fair, it was technically two years and five months but I did take leave time.

I arrived in Germany in 1985. Forty years after the end of WWII.

Once I became comfortable with my new surroundings, and the closeness of living with my company of MP’s got to be too much for me, I would take a day here and there to go out in the two different towns I lived in (Kitzingen and Bad Kissingen). Sometimes it was in the day time, sometimes it was at night. Just me. Walking around.

Some of the places were okay but didn’t feel like ‘me’, so I’d move on. Some places I liked and I would go back again and again. It’s amazing to make new friends after they see you a few times. Especially the older Germans. The younger Germans didn’t seem to like American soldiers much. I understood it back then, I still understand it.

The older Germans, at least in my experience, as I didn’t walk around like I owned the place, didn’t walk around like I was the one who won WWII, and most importantly didn’t judge them, would actually talk to you, get to know you. And even though I was curious I didn’t ask too many questions.

Funny thing that. When you don’t demand answers with questions sometimes you get answers any way.

One woman in Kitzingen at my favorite café/bakery (I don’t recall the name but it was in the Marketplatz) served serious ass expresso, mean brochen ham and Swiss sandwiches and was the daughter of a Nazi party official. She was fifteen when Hitler came into power. She once told me “we listened because he said what we wanted to hear, what we thought we saw after Versailles”. I asked her why she thought that.

“He said things that were in our hearts and we admired him for it. We did not know, did not want to know after a long time, that he truly meant to do what he did. He promised to make Germans and Germany great, like we once were”. I wrote her words down in my journal after I got back to my barracks.

I remember having to think about her words. I had no idea what she meant by that.

I made friends with the old guy in the toy store. Wooden toys. I did a double take. Little shop about two blocks from the Chinese restaurant and to the left I think if you were facing the restaurant. I used to buy wood Christmas ornaments and send them home. He also made Prussian soldiers for a nice profit, hand painted. He used to talk to them. He was pretty blunt about Hitler. Again from my journal.

“He was not much to look at. You would see him, slight, that ridiculous mustache, but then he would speak. We Germans, we like a man who can speak plainly. He did. He promised us things we wanted. We were angry, we were poor and hungry. Did you know that your soul can get hungry”?

I had no clue what he meant by that last sentence. I was nineteen and twenty when I was in Kitzingen. I was doing good to sort of understand Shakespeare.

When I got to Bad Kissingen I again became a barracks rat until I got comfortable. Sometime after I got comfortable I would take a book and go walking around, or my note book journal. I found a bar (go figure, me finding a bar) that seemed a little higher class than where I normally hung out. I was thirsty and a beer or five sounded good. So I went in.

I found a frosty reception. I was dressed like an American. Older gentlemen (I was twenty and a smidge everyone was older to me) eyeballed me. The conversations stopped or dropped in to low tones. I sat at the bar. The bar maid was thirty fiveish, blonde hair, tired eyes. I remember her telling me that they (said older German men) didn’t like me. I asked why. She said “old Nazi bastards”. Okay, that was an eye opener. She also said something to the effect of “they wear suits now, but not back then”. Even with that reception I went back time and time again. Yes, sometimes I’m an asshole.

The most interesting man I met was a taxi driver. He said (depending on the day/night) that he was fifty-six or fifty-eight. His left hand was missing fingers. And when he moved the little note pad he had fixed to his dash board you could see his runes. He’d driven them into his dashboard. Illegal as hell as I understand it. Waffen SS. Eastern Front. He used to say he was a lucky one. He got frostbite bad enough to lose fingers and get his ass out of Russia.

He was also blunt as hell. I once told him that his runes were illegal. He laughed and asked me “what can they do to me?” Okay, he had me on that one. I mean hell, if he was telling the truth then cops wouldn’t scare a man who survived the Eastern Front.

When he drove during the day I would sometimes find him taking his dinner at the train station. I wasn’t going anywhere but they served Guinness and I was really liking it at that point in my life. He’d drink a few German beers and we’d talk. It must have taken four or five months before he really talked to me. Again my habit of not asking obvious pain in the ass questions allowed him to make his decision to talk to me.

I did ask him one early evening why he joined the Waffen SS. I was expecting a lot of answers but not the one I got. “My brother was one of Rohm’s boys. I had to erase that stain from my family”.

He used to look up to his brother, loved hearing the stories of him beating up “those stupid communists, those unionists, those Jews”.

I rarely asked the hard questions, I wasn’t sure he would answer. Once I did. I asked why did you follow Hitler?

Again a blunt answer. “The bastard said what I wanted to hear. Did I hate Jews? Yes. Did I hate communists? Yes. He made it so that you could say you hated someone. You could go to a rally and say you hated someone. He could stir the hate in you, you let it and when the party came to power you could do what you wanted to someone you hated”.

For a long time after I came back from Germany I wanted to put away what I’d heard from some of these people. It sounds odd, but the people I remember the most aren’t the ones who said ‘we didn’t know’ or ‘we were told what to think’; the one’s I remember the most are these people. Because they were as honest as they allowed themselves. They didn’t really apologize for it and I didn’t ask them too. It wasn’t and still isn’t my place. I wasn’t there.

I am however here. Now.

Watching a man who claims to be presidential material. And I see the same thing in his crowd of supporters that I saw glimpses of 31 years ago.

I see people standing up to this man and his supporters this time. Not enough. But more this time than did in the 1930s and 1940s.

A man who uses the First Amendment to say what he has to say, a man who incites violence on protestors who are also using the First Amendment (even if it’s just a sign or t shirts or silence), a man who professes to make a country “great again”, a man who can wrap a crowd into a frenzy using nationalism, a man who scapegoats anyone he doesn’t like or who questions him. A man who asks those in the crowd to take an oath to him with a raised right hand. A man who makes statements then says he does not recall the statement (even though it’s on video).

A man who says what a segment of the population wants to hear.

During basic training back in 1985 we had a class on brainwashing. It began with my training company entering our class room. We were told that a female Soviet soldier was going to be giving us a class. There was the usual “you will show her respect” statement. Then we were told we were better than Soviet soldiers and when she entered we were to stand up and chant USA. She entered. We chanted.

She spoke. We chanted USA.

She spoke again. In a Midwestern accent and said “It’s that easy”. She then introduced herself as an officer in the US Army.

Think totalitarianism, fascism, a dictatorship can’t happen here? Think again.

I’ve heard for the last 8 years’ people call the President a “socialist dictator”. If he was, y’all would be in jail. Oddly you people are not.

Oddly, for the last 8 years, people have protested the current President without being escorted out, pushed, spit upon, and beaten by the crowd.

One man currently running for President has used his 1^st Amendment right to incite and invite his “followers” to use violence against protesters. Going so far as say he’d like to punch a protester in the face.

Okay, call off your security, call off your Secret Service detail and go ahead and try. Just you and a protester.

I’m sure he appears to be the type of man who “speaks his mind” and that “he says what I’m thinking”.

Yeah, people in 1930’s and 1940’s Germany thought the same thing.

A Most Interesting Day

So, SCOTUS did it. Hmmm. So this is what it feels like to be equal. Kind of a nice feeling.


Now I can legally marry the woman I love. We will have the same protections under the law as everyone else in this country who is married. For those who've had the protection all along, I'm hugely glad you've never had to wonder "what if". What if they don't let me see her. What if they don't acknowledge the power of attorney (some states will tell you it is just a piece of paper and you aren't family). There are a million ifs. It's a relief that we won't have to face those ifs any longer.


What really pisses me off in the last few days is how certain "Christians" are reacting. These so called Christians are giving the real Christians a bad name. SCOTUS did not vote the way THEY wanted and now a few "Christians" are calling for SCOTUS  to be "voted out". Umm, excuse me *raising my hand*. I know I'm not the brightest bulb in the batch, but you can't vote them out and good luck trying to impeach them. Some of these "Christians" can't sing the SCOTUS praises loud or fast enough when the vote goes their way.


And honestly if I hear one more "Allen West 'says this or that'" I'm probably going to throw something. Those of you who just love him should realize that this man while an officer in the Army allegedly allowed and watched his men mistreat (read beat the shit out of) an alleged "insurgent". The "insurgent" was turned in by a confidential informant. When West and his men did not get the answer(s) they wanted from said "insurgent" West pointed his sidearm at the "insurgent" and fired. Apparently it was a "mock" execution. Now, as far as insurgents go, I'm not too concerned about how they get treated as long as there is actually something close to evidence that points to the individual actually BEING an insurgent. In this case, after the "insurgent" reported the incident it turned out that the CI was an area neighbor who had a beef with the "insurgent". Apparently no one thought it was a good idea to vet the CI, hell, no one thought it might be a good idea to put eyeballs on the "insurgent". West was allowed to retire in lieu of prosecution. Yeah, I'm thinking he has zero talking room to judge others. He tends not to say much about that little incident. Find another hero.


I can recall a time in my life that while not being crazy about Republican politicians, at least I could respect them. Sadly, I haven't had cause to respect too many of them lately. Which makes me feel for my conservative and Republican friends. Seriously, take back your party y'all. Don't get me started on Cruz (you know, not in possession of a birth certificate that says born in the USA).


Moving onward to the "persecution of Christians in the United States". Please show me where you are persecuted. You still have your churches and tax exempt status despite seriously blurring the "separation of Church and State" lines. You still get to exercise your freedom of speech even when calling for those different from you to burn in hell, to be stoned to death and to be killed as a matter of course. Being sued for discrimination is not persecution. If you live in a state that includes gay people in anti discrimination laws and you refuse them service because of who they are (your "religion" is not an excuse) you are discriminating and breaking the law. Don't like the law? Contact your local politician. How do you think anti discrimination laws came into effect anyway? Someone got fed up with the bs and contacted a politician and lawyers.


And by the way if you don't want my money, that's fine, I'll find someone else who does want my money. Also, don't whine about it when I publicly tell people. Again it's not persecution. If you get crappy service someplace I bet you tell.


To my Christian friends, please take back your faith from politicians and "religious leaders" who claim to speak for you. I have a lot of Christian friends who might not agree with what a majority of SCOTUS voted for, but they have not been hateful, and for that I am hugely grateful. I can respect and love my friends even when we disagree. I've had to defriend some folks when the "kill the gays" statements come up, but otherwise...


As I've said before, I don't want to destroy the sanctity of marriage. I just want to be able to marry (legally) the woman I love. And being preached to by men who are working on their third marriage after having cheated on wife number 1 with the woman who became number 2, then cheated on 2 with the woman who became wife number 3 kind of makes me wonder at their version of the word sanctity. And really kills any credibility.


In 1967 SCOTUS ruled in Loving vs Virginia for Loving. If you don't know what it said, basically it ruled that persons black and white could legally marry each other. Think about that. And please don't try to tell me "oh that's different". In both cases people who love each other were not allowed to legally marry each other. Certain politicians and "religious" leaders nearly had kittens then as well.


So, lesbians and gay men got married. The world didn't end, God didn't smite man or earth, and that Texas pastor didn't light himself on fire. Oh and for those of you who said if SCOTUS voted in favor of legalizing "gay" marriage you would move to Canada...about that. Canada legalized "gay" marriage years ago. Ireland is in the process of the same. You might want to look up the list and adjust your moving plans accordingly.

Arrogance

Today is 9/11. It should be a day for remembering. And I find, sadly, it is turning into something else.


Patriot Day. Someone please explain to me what murder has to do with patriotism? These people were not patriotic in their deaths. Some of them were not Americans. Some of them were from other countries living and working in this county. They were murdered. The first responders were not being patriotic. They were doing their jobs. Scores of them died doing their jobs.


It bothers me that this day, which should be a day of remembrance is in the process of being hijacked. And yes, I did mean to use that word.


And it is arrogant to use this day to promote something else.


The aftermath of 9/11/2001 did increase "patriotism" in this country. But let's face it, revenge and justice were in there somewhere.


It is arrogance that some people and politicians use this day to further their own ideas of what Christianity is supposed to be and look like. News flash to those who would use this date as an excuse to denigrate and or persecute any other religion...Christians weren't the only ones who died that day. Christians weren't the only ones who entered service in the military (or as contractors) who went and fought and died in the aftermath.


It is arrogance to believe that the attack on this country on that day was any more important than any other terrorist attack in the history of mankind. Don't believe me? Try asking those who lived through thirty years of the 'troubles' in Northern Ireland; a lifetime in Israel or Gaza; in Yemen; in Somalia; pick one.


Do you have any idea how easy it is to brainwash someone? Patriotism in ones country is one of the first and easiest hot buttons to push. Know where I learned that tidbit? The US Army, so no, I'm not talking out of my ass.


Patriot Day.  Let's be honest with it and just call it Self Righteousness Day.

This and That, Things on my Mind.

This and That, things on my mind.
I hate writers block.
I wonder why some moths that I see are pure white, except for the dark eyes thing.
Adults should not be discharging fireworks in an apartment complex in a drought (boy was his wife giving him an earful).
I'm sick of politicians for sale to the highest bidder.
Why exactly do "for profit" corporations get tax payer subsidies? I mean, GM was a loan and they've paid that back. That makes more sense to me.
Is it hockey season yet?
When the "bad guys" say they're going to kick my ass, it only makes me chuckle. I always answer "you can try".
I love watching Allison sleep at nap time.
I've realized that I'm getting older and I'm not sure I like it.
Clowns still creep me out.
If while at work I catch you smoking weed and "it's legal in Colorado" comes out of your mouth I'm really going to be sarcastic. It amuses me and kinda pisses off the "bad guy".
Seeing one of my resident's who is battling cancer walking around the complex to that she can try to stay active warms my heart. She's fighting it hard.
People who claim to be "Christians" but don't act like it, be advised, you are giving real Christians a bad name. Find a real Christian and take notes. Adjust accordingly.
The pitching staff for the Texas Rangers owe the in the seat fans a huge refund.
When driving alone on dark stretch of unfamiliar road don't pick up anyone. Just saying.
I don't actually hate conservatives or Republicans. I do think your party has been hijacked however. It has happened to Democrats too. Life has some funny cycles to it sometimes.
My kingdom such as it is for a nice long vacation.
Wish some stranger a good day on occasion, and mean it. It's contagious.
The new Big Tex is creepy. Seriously creepy.
Is it hockey season yet?
Yes it's hot. Yes it's hot under my ballistic vest. No, I'm not going to complain too much about being hot. I did a walking patrol last winter in -3 degrees f. I'd rather be hot than freeze my butt off.
Making little kids at work smile by acting like a goof is fun.
Getting high fives from the kids at work is cool.
Some folks on assistance are there due to no fault of their own. It's a bitch to get out of. Some people choose to make it a lifestyle, I don't have much respect for them.
I love cloud watching with Allison.




I think that's it for this go 'round. Be safe and good to each other.

Memorial Day

Memorial Day is upon us again. Take a moment to consider what this means. It doesn't mean an extra day off, it doesn't mean bbq, it doesn't mean get drunk and act stupid. That is what generally happens, but there is a deeper purpose.

It is meant to pay homage. Homage to those who have died for this country. To respect the memory of those who were killed in uniform.

These are the men and women who gave their lives while in service to this country.

This weekend I will repeat these names. Cpl R. "Ordinary" Smith - 981st MP Co. PFC Corey Winkle - 24th Mech Inf. Desert Storm. Dario Lorenzeti - US Army, Ranger, State Dept. Afghanistan.

These are not just names, nor do they deserve to be forgotten in lieu of a bbq, a beer bash, a free day off.

I think of other names, mostly MP's (since well I'm kinda biased that way) who have died for this country. My last count of MP's killed in the Middle East was 162...but then I stopped counting. It got too hard. I'll take up the count again when my heart doesn't hurt quite as much.

I will work on Memorial Day as I usually have, and say just a prayer for the fallen, because I'm lucky, I went to war and came home. A lot of uniformed men and women have come home in a box, or were buried on foreign land. "there but for the Grace of God, go I".

*Snap to attention. Rendering Final Honors*

 

Some Days I Just Have to Wonder

So, I've had a couple of days to stew on this one. The Speaker of the House said words to the effect of "The President has gotten all he's going to get" in reference to tax revenue increase.

Well, ain't that nice of you to say, Sir. And quite honestly, the Sir is habit, no respect meant at all.

In the first four years in office the President (and please understand that he wasn't my real first choice go to guy, Hillary had my vote, I even considered McCain until he chose Palin and even then I thought he was joking) caved to Republican leadership in reference to taxes, medicare, budget and other social programs (now Republicans say he won't "talk to them", huh, seems enough talking *cough, cough* caving was already done).

Now with the "Sequester" in place certain persons of certain parties (read idiotic 5 year old acting persons, but mostly tea party owned persons) are pointing fingers at the President.

I'm officially calling bullshit. I know *gasp* Roselle used the word bullshit. Get over it.

I'm tired of having certain things I and every working person in this country have worked for and fecking PAID for be held hostage. I'm tired of the fecking boogieman sticking his head out (or rather be forced out by certain politicians). I'm tired of taking table scraps while the so called 1% gets the benefit. I work just as hard or harder than the guy or lady (have to be fair here) who have the MBA, (probably harder since I don't see them walking in the crap weather like I do, I'll get back to that choice in a minute or ten) and honestly I'm tired of fecks who make around 170K a year in DC argue round and round so that things DON'T Goddamn well get done. (Please excuse my language, mom will send me to my room if she ever reads this).

First off, we put two wars over ten years on the country credit card. That bill has come due, children. Because of those two wars (one I have no beef with, we had the evidence. The second we had no evidence so the guy in charge fabricated the evidence just cause someone threatened daddy and quite honestly "cuz he could") the VA budget had to increase by twofold (HOW DARE THEM MILITARY TYPES GET HURT), the Defense Budget went through the fecking roof and I don't know (and apparently neither does the the accounting budget office) how much was actually handed over to the "winning bid contractors", a majority of whom oddly enough had ties to the "War Administration". Apparently "Conflict of interest" had no meaning for those in the cabinet of the then-sitting administration.

Raise your hands if you know one of the first acts of the Obama administration was to actually publish the war budget. During the Bush administration the war budget was hidden behind "National Security". Hell people, if I were President and my dog took a shit on the White House lawn it could be hidden under "National Security".  From that point, pen to paper, ink to fabric the budget skyrocketed. The technical term of what the President did is called transparency.

And then came the bank fiasco, and the auto fiasco, bailouts were handed to banks, while the auto industry had to fight for it. In my humble non-MBA opinion I like Iceland's approach:  jail the fecking cheater bankers who KNEW it was idiotic at best and criminal at worst. But no...again if I were President it would be "How long can I put him/her in solitary for? Really? Only that long?"

Then we have the infamous meeting of the conservative tea party owned Republicans who vowed to make President Obama a "one term President". Not my words boys and girls but an accurate thing; they even apparently put out a memo for those who could not attend.

If you as an elected official do obstruct the due political process of the interests of the American people there should be a serious penalty (both parties honestly). I'm thinking knee capping, but I'm told that's not really productive and kinda illegal.

So back to that whole 1% thing. I guess about 45% of the 1 percent actually work for their money. Them I have no problem with. I'd give them a pass. 2/3 of the remaining 1% have inherited their money and have actually never worked a fecking day in their life. You I have a problem with, as I have a problem with the remaining percentage who have been given a company, driven it into the ground, tossed out "Executive bonuses" while your rank and file are on food stamps (see boogieman generalities..I can do it too just like tea party republicans...wow this is kinda fun, I'll have to find more) and then later to find out the pension fund has been raided but wow you line workers are shit outta luck.

And now 40 minutes later not ten sorry, sometimes I do have to think and not cuss as much, I walk around in the weather as I do my job, just as some people with an MBA choose to sit behind a desk and not get their hair wet, that's all cool. I love what I do as they probably love what they do,  but Mr. Speaker...

If you think we are getting out of this financial boondoggle that yes, you Mr Speaker, no don't turn around and look at the Democrat from Missouri, that YOU helped build, without raising taxes, you are a bigger idiot than I was when I signed my enlistment papers. 'Course I was 18 -- I'm not sure what your excuse for fucking over the country is, except pure selfish cussedness.

Oh and one more thing...gun owners..and yes I am one...NO ONE IS COMING FOR YOUR FUCKING WEAPONS. Jesus, God get a freaking grip. Since the age of 10 I've been hearing about gun control, gun bans and ammo bans...raise your hand if the government ever came for and took your damn "toys". I'm 46 now. I have yet to have Mr Policeman, FBI, ATF, and what ever else alphabet soup weenie come for my gun or yours...hell I was hearing that back when President Carter was running for reelection. I know off topic but it was a burr under my butt.

Darn, I was hoping one more boogieman would come to me and try to scare me...oh wait I remember one....no sorry it was just a possum. dang.