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Category: Usual Suspects

  • OK, Florida DRC Members: You Want to See Hondo? Here Ya Go. Directions.

    Well, it looks like our “Favorite Florida Friends” (or maybe that should be those “Florida Flying F**ksticks”) have kept running their yaps. So I thought I’d finally tell them where to go.  (smile)

    Once again, this group of Dufi Royally Clueless have accused someone else of being me.  And this time, I’m both honored – and a bit peeved.  Again.

    Now, I’m supposedly CAPT Larry Bailey, USN, Ret.  Yeah, THAT CAPT Larry Bailey.

    That would be an honor.  Except I’m (a) not a former SEAL, (b) was never in the Navy; (c) have never been to sea, (d) have never been on an active Navy ship (though I have been on more than one Naval base, and I did visit a USCG Museum ship), and (e) left the service almost to 20 years after CAPT Bailey did. So I guess I can’t be CAPT Bailey.

    Are you guys for real?  So far, this makes 2 former and well-known Navy SEALs, a former Army GO, a serving Army CPT (or maybe by now MAJ), and a retired Special Forces SGM of being me – along with probably some others I don’t remember or missed.  And you’ve been wrong every freaking time.

    But you know, I’ve about had it with this crap.  So here goes.

    Listen up, you bunch of dipstick imbeciles who don’t seem to have the common sense to urinate in the bathroom’s toilet instead of the waste basket.  You want to see Hondo?  Fine.  I’ll help you out.

    Put away your comic books, and put your crayons back in their box.  Close your mouths, and remember breathe thru your noses instead of your mouths for a while.  Wipe the drool off your chins.  Sit down, and shut yer yaps.

    Now, pay close attention.  Here are your directions.  Follow these without screwing up and they’ll take you right to Hondo.

    No, these are not the shortest routes you could take.  Instead, I tried to make these directions as simple as possible for each of you to follow.  Lord knows you both have enough problems with even relatively simple concepts and actions.

    I’ve also depended on each of you to find a major highway reasonably close to each of your current abodes – US Highway 17, to be precise.  Hopefully you’re capable of doing that much by yourselves.  Even though your addresses are matters of public record by virtue of your own past actions, I decided to respect your privacy (though not the two of you personally) and refrain from giving detailed directions starting at your driveways or mentioning your current towns.

    Directions.

    For ThE NoRtHeRn FlOrIdA GuY.

    1. From your house, go to US Highway 17.  It’s generally east of you – that means you need to go towards where the sun rises in the morning.
    2. At US Highway 17, turn north.  That probably will be a left turn unless you manage to cross over US Highway 17 and have to double back.
    3. Follow US Highway 17 north until you reach Interstate Highway 295 south of Jacksonville.  The “north” part is important, so don’t screw that up.
    4. At Interstate Highway 295, take Interstate Highway 295 north towards Savannah.  Do NOT take the on-ramp marked “St. Augustine”.
    5. Follow Interstate Highway 295 to Interstate Highway 10.
    6. At Interstate Highway 10, take Interstate Highway 10 west.  That’s the ramp marked “Lake City”.  Do NOT take the ramp marked “Jacksonville”.
    7. Follow Interstate Highway 10 west to San Antonio, TX. It’s rather a long drive, so you might want to pack a lunch or two.  Given your advanced age and general state of physical and mental decrepitude, you also might want to plan on stopping somewhere overnight.  Your call.
    8. Where Interstate Highway 10 and US Highway 90 split (that’s in the San Antonio metro area, at the interchange where you also meet Interstate Highway 35), stay on US Highway 90 west.  Do NOT stay on Interstate Highway 10 or turn onto Interstate Highway 35.
    9. Follow US Highway 90 for roughly another 39 miles.

    For our other “FFF” – the one down in SW Florida – here are your directions, in italics.

    1. Take local roads from your house to Interstate Highway 75.  As was the case with your FFF colleague, it’s generally east of you – e.g., in the direction where the sun rises.
    2. Get on Interstate Highway 75 north.  That’s the ramp towards Sarasota and Tampa, in case you haven’t figured that out for yourself.
    3. Follow Interstate Highway 75 north until you reach US Highway 17. 
    4. Take the exit for US Highway 17 and go north (the “north” part is important).  To go north, I’m guessing you’ll need to turn right at the end of the ramp.
    5. Follow US Highway 17 north until you reach Interstate Highway 295 south of Jacksonville.
    6. At Interstate Highway 295, take Interstate Highway 295 north towards Savannah.  Do NOT take the on-ramp marked “St. Augustine”.
    7. Follow Interstate Highway 295 to Interstate Highway 10.
    8. At Interstate Highway 10, take Interstate Highway 10 west.  That’s the ramp marked “Lake City”.  Do NOT take the ramp marked “Jacksonville”.
    9. Follow Interstate Highway 10 west to San Antonio, TX. It’s rather a long drive, so you also might want to pack a lunch or two.  Given your advanced age and even worse state of physical decrepitude than your north Florida “compadre”, you also might want to plan on stopping somewhere overnight as well.  In fact, since your trip is substantially longer than your friend’s, I’d recommend stopping twice.  But that’s your call.
    10. Where Interstate Highway 10 and US Highway 90 split (that’s in the San Antonio metro area, at the interchange where you also meet Interstate Highway 35), stay on US Highway 90 west.  Do NOT stay on Interstate Highway 10 or turn onto Interstate Highway 35.
    11. Follow US Highway 90 for roughly another 39 miles.

    In your case, there are shorter routes – but I chose this route for you in case you wanted to carpool with the northern FFF.  Given my understanding that your past public assertions in court have stated that you are “disabled” and on “pain medication”, IMO that might be a really good idea. 

    I’m sure you can find out where the northern FFF lives if you try; in fact, I’m reasonably certain you two have probably corresponded with one another in the past.  And if you two carpool, you’ll also have someone to keep each other company – even during any overnight stays.  Perhaps you’ll both enjoy that aspect of carpooling.  (smile)

    At Your Destination.

    Once you’ve completed the last step in your directions above, just find a convenient place to park.  From there, unless you’re blind or you’ve screwed up, by following the above directions you should easily be able to see Hondo.

    If you can’t, just ask anyone you see, “Excuse me, sir (or ma’am), where can I find Hondo?” If they appear Hispanic – and there’s a good chance they might – you might want to say, “Disculpe, señor, ¿dónde puedo encontrar Hondo?” instead. (If the individual is both Hispanic and female, say “Perdone, señora, , ¿dónde puedo encontrar Hondo?” instead.)

    I’m sure anyone you ask will be quite eager to tell either or both of you exactly where you should go.  Each of you IMO has such a “winning personality” that that’s virtually guaranteed.   (smile)

    Strip Maps.

    I’ve tried to make the directions above as simple as possible.  But just in case the above directions are too complicated for you – and you can’t find someone to explain them to you in terms you can understand – here are some pictures.

    First, the “big picture”.  For ease of viewing, I’ve broken it into eastern and western parts. I’ve also cropped the eastern part so that it doesn’t show the specific part of Florida where either of you live.  As I noted above, you’ve both made your current addresses easy to find on the internet; in fact, it’s public record information in both cases.  But as I alluded to earlier, I have no real reason to be an a-hole and post your addresses here – even if those addresses are already listed in Internet-accessible public records.

    Here’s the eastern part of the “big picture”:

    And here’s the western part of the “big picture”:

    Finally, here’s a picture showing more details about the western end of those directions:

    So, you fellas still want to see Hondo?  Well, now you know how to get to Hondo.  You even have detailed driving directions and strip maps.

    Whether you choose to make a “road trip” or not is up to you. I don’t much give a sh!t either way.

    Regardless, I don’t plan on holding my breath waiting.  But if you do choose to use those directions, I also predict you won’t much like the results.

    (smile)

  • The Peasants are Rioting in Paris….

    The French are rioting over Macron’s increase in the carbon tax.

    https://www.atr.org/french-revolt-against-carbon-tax

    In France, diesel fuel is now at $8.20/gal and gasoline at $9.00/gal. The bulk of the price at the pump here is taxes, not fuel costs. Macron wants to increase the carbon tax in France to $63/tonne. There is no reason for it, other than his personal greed factor. It goes for absolutely nothing other than payola to IPCC and to line his pockets.

    From the article: The loudest and most famous voice from the weekend protest is that of Jacline Mouraud, a diesel owner from Brittany who has become the star of the yellow vest movement due to her YouTube videos and appearance on all major French news outlets.

    “You have persecuted drivers since the day you took office. This will continue for how long?” she said in a YouTube video that has millions of views. “You only need those taxes for new china in the Élysée palace or another expensive swimming pool for your private residence!”

    This seems to be a growing movement in France since 283,000 people in 2,000 locations rioted and burned stuff over it. I’m waiting to see how long it takes Macron to realize that  – well, the French generally hate him. But they voted him in over Marie LePen, and she warned them what would happen.

    The link to WUWT’s article is here: https://wattsupwiththat.com/2018/12/02/president-macrons-climate-change-fuel-tax-riots-continue-in-paris/

    It also appears that in Paris, some of the rioting is the work of groups closely resembling the antifas here this country. There is much damage in Paris, and Macron is ‘shocked’ about it.  Well, les Crapeaux had a chance to vote in Marine le Pen, but they went for this King of Disconnectedness instead. I wonder if he will offer the peasants cake to eat.

    It is not just in France that this tax-to-death attitude is going on. There is a proposed bill coming up to inflict a $55/ton carbon tax on us, the unsuspecting public.

    I’ve already discussed how a similar tax proposed by IPCC on my gas bill alone would cost me income I simply do not have.  I did the simple math to find out what this carbon so-called tax might cost me, the same as the IPCC’s carbon tax, which was a staggering $21,000 per month by 2030, based on cubic feet of natural gas usage.

    Converting therms to tons was easy enough. There is a site that does that. The result for me was 3.774892954361 tons in January 2018, which is about average for me. My January bill is usually $115 to $120, depending on the weather. The carbon tax is an incremental tax, meaning that it starts low but increases every year for five years to an unconscionable $55/ton, which in my case is $206.14, making my wintertime household gas bill $325.98, an amount that is unaffordable at best, and egregious at its worst.

    This proposed so-called tax is not meant to benefit any of us at the taxpaying end of the economic scale. It will simply go into a massive slush fund with an elaborate title that this bunch of tax-sucking slugs in Congress will be able to dip into at will.

    https://www.atr.org/details-horrible-carbon-tax-bill

    The real anti-growth economic impact for the USA is discussed here:  https://www.atr.org/study-shows-devastating-economic-impacts-carbon-tax

    From ATR:  A carbon tax will not be pro-growth. Most carbon tax scenarios reduce GDP for the entirety of the 22-year forecast period. 

    Better than break-even economic performance may not be possible unless revenue is devoted entirely to corporate tax relief. A lump-sum rebate results in lost GDP equal to between $3.76 trillion and $5.92 trillion over the 22-year forecast period.

    That is trillions, not millions or billions of dollars – trillions lost to this nonsense.

    If you want to drive a thriving economy into a profound economic Depression, you tax the living daylights out of it until it is squeezed dry. Keep raising taxes and before long, there will be no more taxes to be found. We had a revolution in this country a while back because George III imposed a Stamp Tax Act on everything that was printed, to squeeze colonists dry. We fought that, and won.

    Here’s something else that is disturbing: the Bill authorizes armed carbon tax enforcement agents:  The bill authorizes armed carbon tax enforcement agents to collect the new tax on energy used by Americans. As if customs enforcement doesn’t already have enough on its plate, the bill states:

    “The revenues collected under this chapter may be used to supplement appropriations made available in fiscal years 2018 and thereafter –

    “(1) to U.S. Customs and Border Protection, in such amounts as are necessary to administer the carbon border fee adjustment.”

    So, if you somehow don’t pay this energy tax into this slush fund, you’ll get arrested???? If it shows up on my gas bill, which is my only source of carbon, men with guns and badges are going to show up on my doorstep demanding money from me? Aside from this looney-tune proposal, this loudly smacks of Gestapo tactics to me.

    The true nature of this proposed tax is discussed at the links, but most egregious is the 2-child limit per household included in the language of the proposal.  Here it is, straight from the bill text:

    “A carbon dividend payment is one pro-rata share for each adult and half a pro-rata share for each child under 19 years old, with a limit of 2 children per household, of amounts available for the month in the Carbon Dividend Trust Fund.”

    The reasoning behind a limit of 2 children per household is not specified, not at all. Because it is poorly written, it can be read as a means of forcing population control on families, which is what the Chinese government has been doing for decades.

    You may want to call Florida Republican Congressman Francis Rooney at 202-225-2536 and ask him why he has signed onto this absurd and harmful Democrat tax proposed by Deutsch, which seeks to impose a tax that is nothing but a feed into a slush fund. You should also call your own Congress critters and tell them to vote against this bill. Or send them e-mails to that effect. And sounding angry about it, in a civilized way, is acceptable. It isn’t a sales tax. It is larceny.

    It is extremely necessary on the part of all of us to be aware of these vultures and give them as much room as possible to expose themselves for what they really are. Without awareness of them and their agenda, we will lose the very things we value most.

     

  • The Martians Are Coming! Happy Hallowe’en

    Happy Hallowe’en! If you want to mess with your kids’ heads, put this old radio play on speakers without warning them, but don’t let them see the screen. Speakers only.

    It is Mercury Theater On the Air’s 1938 broadcast of War of the Worlds with Orson Wells at the helm of it. No commercials or breaks, no explanations, just actors and sound effects, and much more effective than any of those movies that have been made about this matter.

    There was a disclaimer broadcast at the beginning of this show, but if people tuned in a few minutes late, they’d have missed the disclaimer and became – well, concerned. Some people did leave New Jersey for “safer” places.

    As the Smithsonian article says, some people became upset, called police stations, newspaper offices and radio stations to find out what was going on. But the panics reported in the press were mostly exaggerations, like that’s anything new, right?

    https://www.smithsonianmag.com/history/infamous-war-worlds-radio-broadcast-was-magnificent-fluke-180955180/

    And here it is, in its entire silly glory with Orson Wells in charge. He sold no wine before its time.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xs0K4ApWl4g

    How would anyone pull off something like that today? Simple: shut down the internet, all of it and wireless telecomm. Shut down all satellite communications, too. One bodacious solar EMP would likely fry cell towers, power stations, and high power lines. Even radio stations might go off the air, if their power source failed and nothing could get out.

    Remember, we have a full generation of people whose entire lives are embedded in electronic junk and if that shuts down, so will their minds. If only there were some way to really blow their minds…. (nefarious laughter follows)

    Alexa is not your friend…. she knows what you’re up to….

    Happy Hallowe’en!!

  • Secret Squirrel Code Talkers

    I have been fascinated by Secret Squirrel Code Talk for a long time. In fact, it is so fascinating that I wondered if it was even vaguely possible to develop a new Secret Squirrel Code to throw off the Bad Guys, whether they are Splodeydopes or 6-limbed critters with a third eye in the middle of their foreheads. (It’s for aiming the megalaser guns they stole from the Fleet factory on Dionysius 11B Central.)

    So I worked on it for a while, and came up with a few things, and then realized that there are amazingly talented people in the TAH viewing audience who can quite easily create Secret Squirrel Code Talk in a heartbeat.

    Here’s my contribution for starters.

    Note to Chef d’Équipe:

    We’re ordering 30 pounds of onions, 30 pounds of potatoes and 4 cartons of tabasco for dinner

    Translation: we’re dropping 30 bumpers of conventional bombs and 15 MOABs plus 4 incendiary bombing runs

    Is there any smell with those onions? Negative. We provide only the best materials when we have dinner guests.

    Translation: are any of those bombs loaded with nerve gas or chemicals? Negative. All are non-chem and clean.

    SHOPPING LIST:

    5 lb potatoes – all red, no russets – carpet bombing 5 runs

    5 bottles of McIlhenny hot sauce – incendiary bombing 5 runs

    Cooking spray – 6 cartons – 6 squads of fighter-bombers or for land forces, 6 brigades of heavy artillery-based infantry

    Who’s jumping out of the cake at the end?  Yo mama! – Nuke mines are planted and primed. Get the hell out of that valley now.

    = = = = =

    Now it’s your turn, and it does not have to involve food. It could be beer or whiskey, volcanoes, fishing expeditions – you name it, it’s good.

    I’m a strong believer in full, front participation in these War Games quizlets, so have a good time.

    No, I don’t know where Waldo is, either, but if you take a hint, he might be up the street at Joe’s Bar & Grille. Remember, somebody might be listening! They may only look like the sparrows next door.

  • Trump Orders Declassification of Russia Investigation Records

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    Today President Donald Trump ordered the declassification of records surrounding the Russia investigation. Citing “reasons of transparency” White House Press Secretary Sarah Sanders announced the president’s decision, confirming the action.

    Trump ordered the Director of National Intelligence, the Department of Justice, and the Federal Bureau of Investigation to declassify select parts of the FISA court application to spy on his former campaign surrogate Carter Page during the 2016 election.

    Trump also ordered that FBI interviews with Bruce Ohr be released surrounding the ongoing Russia investigation as well as all text messages relating to the Russia investigation from former FBI Director James Comey, Deputy Director Andrew McCabe, and agents Peter Strzok and Lisa Page.

    The volume of unclassified information will throw the Russian investigation into chaos as the motivations for the investigation into Trump campaign collusion will likely be revealed. Exactly as intended.

    Citing a Fox News report about Page’s testimony, Trump commented on the investigation on Twitter on Monday, that there was no evidence of collusion before the Mueller appointment.

    “The case should never have been allowed to be brought,” Trump added. “It is a totally illegal Witch Hunt!”

    “Click” look at all the roaches running from the light. We may “Live in interesting times” as the Chinese curse goes, but damn this will be fun to watch.

    View the entire article Here.

  • Costa Fotopoulos’ Memorial Day

    Costa Fotopoulos’ Memorial Day

    Costa Fotopoulos, AKA CONSTANTINOS FOTOPOULOS, last known to live in Flushing, New York, born 11/24/1967, was enjoying himself on the social media yesterday. For clarification, there is no record of his service;

  • Happy Birthday TAH!

    Birthday

    Eleven years young, Congrats! Jonn, modest as ever, tried to low-key the fact in the WOT, but fortunately I have no such scruples. So happy birthday to TAH and may there be many more years of it’s good works.
    *Ahem* In order so help celebrate, may I direct your attention to the Donate button in the upper right of the page. Jonn won’t ask, and this place won’t run itself.
    Thanks to Jonn and the usual suspects who run the joint, and to you, fellow ladies and gents of TAH, for making this place happen.
    R/
    AW1Ed

  • “It’s like deja vu all over again”

    Well, it looks like one or more of those “fine individuals” that we all “know and love” have been running their yaps.  Once again, some Dorkish Royally Clueless tool has wrongly identified someone else as being me.

    And just like before, I’m both honored and a bit peeved.

    Again.

    For at least the fifth freaking time.

    Apparently, someone out there has determined that I am in reality Larry Bailey, former SEAL and CAPT, USN (Ret). Yes, THAT CAPT Larry Bailey.

    Yeah, right.  GMAFB.

    Oh, don’t get me wrong; that would be quite an honor.  Except . . . it’s a load of bullsh!t.  It’s just not true.

    To whoever is out there claiming I’m CAPT Bailey:  listen up.  I’ll make this simple for your benefit.

    1. I’m not a former SEAL.  I previously made that fact quite clear, but hey – maybe you missed it the first time.
    2. I was never in the Navy.
    3. Other than a commercial boat ride or three, I have never been at sea.  And those commercial boat rides were littoral, not open ocean.
    4. Best I can recall, I have never set foot on an active US Navy ship – though I have been to more than one Naval installation over the years, and I did visit a museum ship that was once a USCG cutter.
    5. I left the military many years after CAPT Bailey did.  So I think he’s got a few years on me.

    Given the above, even someone who’s a totally clueless fool should be able to figure out that I can’t possibly be CAPT Larry Bailey.  That includes whoever is out there spreading the false rumor that CAPT Bailey and I are the same person.

    Sheesh.  Are you for real?  Do you have enough common sense to p!ss in the toilet vice the trash can when you use the bathroom?

    Let’s recap here.  First, close to two years ago supposedly I was a retired and relatively well-known Army GO (don’t I wish).  Then I was wrongly identified as being The Hair himself, Don Shipley; I’m not, of course.  Or maybe I was supposed to be Don Shipley first, then the retired GO. Hell, those particular bogus claims were made approaching two years ago now, and the claims change so often it’s hard to keep them straight.

    After that, I was allegedly a retired Special Forces Sergeant Major.  Um, no.   Not even close.

    And a while after that, purportedly I was a serving Army CPT (or maybe by now MAJ) teaching ROTC. It would be nice to be that young again, but – no.  Incorrect.

    That’s only the four I’ve heard about and can think of off the top of my head.  My guess is there are a few other similar false identifications out there that I don’t remember or just plain missed.

    Give it up.  You’ve been wrong every freaking time so far.  This time around, supposedly I’m CAPT Larry Bailey – and guess what?

    You’re wrong again.  You’re still batting oh-fer-whatever.  And based on what I’ve seen, that ain’t going to change any time soon.

    Still:  this foolishness is getting old, and I’m getting kinda tired of it.  Maybe I should finally tell anyone who’s interested precisely where to go if they want to see Hondo.

     

    (My apologies, Mr. Berra – wherever you are.  But that quote was simply too perfect a title for this article.)