The thieving bastards are running amok.  They got the previously mentioned ammunition.  Then, they stole a container of audio cassettes I've had for years that were stashed over in the rear seat of my truck. That was three nights ago.  The next night, they entered my room and stole a Wilson Combat magazine for my .45 Colt Auto, loaded with Speer Gold dots.  And last night, they reentered my room, again while I was again asleep, and stole an Albuterol inhaler I use to alleviate symptoms of my COPD.  These people are truly bold.  They sneak in the room of a 69 year old, half deaf, half blind, disabled old man and steal his stuff.

Great American heroes, these.  A fine example of upstanding American manhood. They're devout, practicing cowards who do not have the courage to meet me head on, but lurk in the night, only attacking me when I am asleep.  A great example of American courage, in the flesh.  If I ever wake up when they're in the room, I will do my dead level best to to kill them, for which I will be well within my rights according toe the laws of the state of Florida.

Worms like this need a good dose of DDT.  I realize it is banned, but it should be resurrected in order to deal with slithering, low-life scum such as this.  They're one step above single-cell organisms.

The repeatedly commit felonies which, if apprehended, would get them several years behind bars in the Florida State Penitentiary at Starke, commonly known as Raiford.  But they act with impunity, because they work for the US government and have its full protection.

I think what drives them to such extremes is that, simply, I don't fear them.  I've lived through many life-threatening situations during my long career and punks like this deserve only contempt.  They have mine.

The transparent liars are the worse.

I have a neighbor around my age who told me several stories of his supposed adventures in Vietnam.  He initially said he had killed 300 Chinese.  I thought he was discussing Korea, where the Chinese exhibited their true character.

I asked him what unit he was in in Korea, as he did not appear to be of sufficiently advanced age to have fought there. He replied that he was a Marine in Vietnam but had been assigned to the Army, to an all-black unit, as a door gunner on a Huey.  So I just went along with him to see just how deep he was gonna dig the hole.  He said his weapon was a "fifty."  More bullshit. I replied, "The Ma Deuce?"  He just nodded.  He had no idea what I was talking about.

Then, he said his personal weapon was a "Browning."  I said, "Browning?"  He said, "Yeah, the automatic rifle."  I had to call him on that one to a minimal extent, but his bullshit was so entertaining and I wished to discover where he was heading with this.  I said, "You mean the B-A-R?"  He said, "yeah."

His entire story was composed of lies.

One: any Marine or soldier who actually fought in Nam would identify his specific unit, with pride.  Two:  The only Chinese engaged in Vietnam were the Nungs, mercenaries who fought on our side with Special Forces units in the mountains.  Three:  There have been no all-black units in any branch of the U.S. Military since 1949.  Four:  It follows that there was no all-black Army Aviation unit in existence in Vietnam.  Five:  The "Ma Deuce", the ubiquitous M2 Browning .50 caliber heavy machine gun, very much still in use today, was not normally used in UH-1 helicopters because of recoil and excessive weight.  The M-60 was the standard side-firing door gun on Hueys.  Six:  The Browning he mentioned as a personal weapon was used minimally during the first couple of years in country, around 1960/61, but was replaced by the M-14, which had begun to be issued to Airborne units in 1962 and units in Vietnam prior to that.  And anyone who carried a Browning Automatic Rifle invariably refers to it as the B-A-R.

Additionally, it is well-known that most fighting men talk little about their combat experiences to strangers and I have never met a one, and I have known many, who brags about the number of enemy he's killed.  Most simply do not know, but most wish to put it behind them and get on with their lives.

His story was a compendium of blatant lies.  People are such fools.  This guy is the living personification of the renowned literary character, Walter Mitty. 

He obviously lied to curry favor with me, successfully burying himself in bullshit.  Is there a sinister meaning behind his nonsense?  Perhaps.  He would not be the first neighbor I've had attempt to interrogate me.

Pathetic.

Trust no one.

Been a long time since I posted.  Almost forgot about it.  Too many distractions

I am under heavy attack.  Constant breakins and thefts, some not so petty.  Recently I had about $400.00 worth of handloaded heavy caliber (.458 Winchester Magnum) hunting ammunition stolen and at least 100 rounds of reloadable .375 H&H brass stolen in one fell swoop. I have a list three pages long of stuff they have pilfered over the past twenty years or so. I will replace it all.  They are nickle/diming me, trying to impoverish me.  I am already isolated with "friendly" people attempting to subtly and not-so-subtly interrogate me.

I have taken a vocal anti-Obama stance and this is bringing heat from unknown sources, probably DHS scum.  They are petty thieves and strain my prolific profanity vocabulary to describe the thieving, slithering slimebuckets.  I always travel well armed and, as previously mentioned, our anti-stalking laws here in Florida have enabled me to strike fear into their cowardly little hearts. Now they only stalk me from vehicles, and that not too successfully. I am fighting this battle alone, and I will never surrender.  They can kiss my Alabama ass.

BTW, Alex "Constantine", or whatever his actual surname is, is an asshole.