Friday, September 11, 2009

Never forget

(This year, instead of linking back to my own September 11 post, I'm going to give you the thoughts of Rich Grassi, as published in the September 10 edition of The Tactical Wire, (If you don't subscribe, you should.) As the editor notes, this is the same piece that ran last year, and nothing has changed.)

Editor's Notebook
by Rich Grassi

(In this space we are re-running the "Editor's Notebook: The 9/11 Commemorative Edition, The Tactical Wire" that ran on the September 11, 2008 edition of the wire. We've seen nothing to lead us to believe that anything's changed. In fact, there's no evidence to indicate that anyone is any safer . . . read on and remember those we lost.)

At 8:45 AM EDT, September 11, 2001, American Airlines Flight 11, outbound from Boston, flew into the north tower of the World Trade Center. The building caught fire. A large hole was apparent in the news video, broadcast live.

On that day, I came up to the front desk from Detectives. The clerk told me that someone had flown a plane into one of the WTC buildings. A TV was on at the front desk.

"Idiot," I thought. "Or maybe a private pilot had a heart attack."

As I watched, at 8:03 CDT (9:03 Eastern), I saw United 175, also from Boston, fly into the south tower.

So much for idiots or medical emergencies.

Like most of the people in my home, the U.S. of A., I was in White. When I first noticed the event, I assumed that it was nothing more than a horrible accident. This was no accident.

Forty minutes later, American 77 hit the Pentagon.

"They're trying to take out our military!" I heard someone say.

I understand how independent some military commanders can be. "It'll take more than hitting the Pentagon," I replied.

I saw the buildings collapse. We couldn't see the fear and panic, not the heroism and bravery that was going on. We found out later that United 93, its passengers cognizant of what happened on the other flights, slammed into a field at nearly 600 MPH.

Those passengers and crew took a stand. They were the first warriors in the as-yet unnamed War on Terror. They were among our first casualties, totaling around 3,000 KIA.

The evening of that horrible day, at 8:30PM EDT, September 11, 2001, we heard the following broadcast:

"Good evening. Today, our fellow citizens, our way of life, our very freedom came under attack in a series of deliberate and deadly terrorist acts. The victims were in airplanes, or in their offices; secretaries, businessmen and women, military and federal workers; moms and dads, friends and neighbors. Thousands of lives were suddenly ended by evil, despicable acts of terror.

"The pictures of airplanes flying into buildings, fires burning, huge structures collapsing, have filled us with disbelief, terrible sadness, and a quiet, unyielding anger. These acts of mass murder were intended to frighten our nation into chaos and retreat. But they have failed; our country is strong.

"A great people has been moved to defend a great nation. Terrorist attacks can shake the foundations of our biggest buildings, but they cannot touch the foundation of America. These acts shattered steel, but they cannot dent the steel of American resolve.

"America was targeted for attack because we're the brightest beacon for freedom and opportunity in the world. And no one will keep that light from shining.

"Today, our nation saw evil, the very worst of human nature. And we responded with the best of America -- with the daring of our rescue workers, with the caring for strangers and neighbors who came to give blood and help in any way they could . . . "

George W. Bush

Since then, many men and women - military and contractors alike - have gone downrange. They take fire. Some come home, a number in various states of disrepair. Others never make it back.

There's still work unfinished. A business acquaintance has as his signature on emails and forum posts: "Never forget those who died; Never forget who killed them."

Stay ready. Keep your wits about you. Be armed.

Never forget.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Dear President wants Congress to "stop bickering"

As we say around here, that's like pushing a limp rope--it just ain't gonna happen.

Outside of passing unneeded legislation to solve illusionary problems, bickering is what congress does best. And in the case of health care "reform", bickering may be the best thing Congress can do.

"Now's the time to act, and I will not permit reform to be postponed or imperiled by the usual ideological diversions," Obama said.

Really, Sparky? I mean, just when did you get elected to the position of little tin god dictator supreme leader the throne oh, whatever? So you have that mighty power?

I think you lie.

I think you're trying to give the appearance of being in control as things spiral down around you (link via Drudge). The American people are finally starting to wake up to just what sort of amateurish buffoon they foolishly elected, and the hangover from that party is going to be fierce. Say hello to Jimmah for me.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Speaking truth to power

"You lie!"

Yes, he does--note that his lips moved all the way through that speech.

(Edit, 9/10/2009 1035: Damned if I would have apologized to these asshats.)

You might be a redneck if

(Via Timebomb 2000)

One of the Timebombers got this via email and shared it on that forum. I like it so much Im going to lift it and share with ya'll.

We have enjoyed the redneck jokes for years. It's time to take a reflective look at the core beliefs of a culture that values home, family, country and God. If I had to stand before a dozen terrorists who threaten my life, I'd choose a half dozen or so rednecks to back me up. Tire irons, squirrel guns and grit -- that's what rednecks are made of.

You might be a redneck if: It never occurred to you to be offended by the phrase, 'One nation, under God.'

You might be a redneck if: You've never protested about seeing the 10 Commandments posted in public places.

You might be a redneck if: You still say ' Christmas' instead of 'Winter Festival.'

You might be a redneck if: You bow your head when someone prays.

You might be a redneck if: You stand and place your hand over your heart when they play the National Anthem.

You might be a redneck if: You treat our armed forces veterans with great respect, and always have.

You might be a redneck if: You've never burned an American flag, nor intend to.

You might be a redneck if: You know what you believe and you aren't afraid to say so, no matter who is listening.

You might be a redneck if: You respect your elders and raised your kids to do the same.

You might be a redneck if: You'd give your last dollar to a friend.

If you got this email from me, it is because I believe that you, like me, have just enough Red Neck in you to have the same beliefs as those talked about in this email.

God Bless the USA!
I like it.

If at first you don't succeed...

...redefine "success".

Barr said that "even if HAMP is a total success, we should still expect millions of foreclosures"....

You know, we could take this one and run with it. No matter how miserably you fail at a task, you didn't. You were incredibly successful, it's just that there's more work is to be done.

Oh, wait. This isn't new--liberals have been doing this for years. And here I thought I had made a great discovery. *sigh*

Monday, September 07, 2009

Helpful advice for the homeowner

Never use a solid color stain on a deck. It's a bad idea. If the deck's wood is so damaged that you're considering a solid stain as a last ditch "just make it last a little longer", DON'T!! Just pull it down and rebuild. You have been warned.

But if you should use a solid color stain on a deck, never try to strip it off, even using the good sodium hydroxide stripper. Just keep staining the damn thing.

Ask me how I know.

Watch for it

President Barack Obama returns to Washington next week in search of one thing that can revive his health-care overhaul: a sense of crisis.

Those who think that he is somehow magically above ginning one up just to help out his agenda have failed to read your history. Clinton and Bush both did so; the Big O will do so if he can. After all, we can use that crisis to accomplish great things.

Expect to see piteous stories about the lack of health care for the poor and starving masses, the unemployed who are just dying to get into a hospital, and other major exaggerations of fact. A hospital or two suddenly going broke wouldn't be a big surprise. And don't forget that H1N1 flu, coming soon to a school near you.

Wash your hands, cover your coughs, avoid the obviously ill if possible and ignore the health care hype.

Another catastrophic failure in the victim selection process

A cab driver shot and killed a would-be robber around 10 p.m. Sunday at Carowinds Boulevard and South Tryon Street, Charlotte Mecklenburg Police said.

But the money quote comes from one of the bystanders.

Nearby resident Sean Wilson said he heard gunshots outside his apartment. He went out a short time later and saw police pull up and pull a cab driver out of his car and into a squad car.

Wilson said he saw a person in the front passenger seat of the cab and that he appeared to be dead.

He said police told him it was an attempted robbery. "It was an apparent robbery that went wrong," Wilson said. "Or, it went right, depending on how you look at it."

Yes, Mr. Wilson, it did go "right"--the bad guy has now assumed ambient temperature. However, the Charlotte Observer, ever aware of its position as the fishwrap of record for Moscow on the Catawba, just has to throw in this tidbit.

In North Carolina, it's legal to kill someone in defense of yourself or another. In self-defense shooting cases, police and the Mecklenburg District Attorney work together to investigate and decide whether to press charges.

Note that it's legal to "kill someone", not to "defend yourself". Local officials have to get in the game as well.

Authorities have not said whether McClure will be charged. The Mecklenburg County District Attorney's Office will make a final decision.

I say the cabbie needs a medal and a free box of ammo in the caliber of his choice. I also anxiously await the lowlife's family protestations of how good a person he was and how he would never have hurt anyone.

Which, of course, our brave cabbie has now ensured.