Friday, May 31, 2013

I've been a bit quiet lately.  But, here it is again, Friday, when the amateur puke-bag stalkers come out, crawling out of the wood work, hiding in their cars.  This old leopard still has claws, as well as fangs.  They did a couple of drivebys this afternoon when my faithful dog and I were sitting in the open garage, facing Pat the Rat's humble abode, peacefully drinking beer, smoking a good cigar, reading my Kindle, enjoying the spring afternoon, and hosting my camera.  So, shitbirds...when you drove by, I got some great telephoto shots of you, facial recognition and all.  I'm going to post the whole lot on Facebook and hang you pukebags out into the sunlight, which curls your reptilian skins.

(I live on a cul de sac.  No one has a reason to drive by my house unless they live on the street, so the turds really stand out.)

IOW, Fuck you!

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Men are more ready to repay an injury than a benefit, because gratitude is a burden and revenge a pleasure.

Tacitus

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Take the time to listen to this...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gkRKMZNlZU&feature=youtube_gdata_player

This is how you boil a frog...

We ain't having any of this shit.
INVICTUS, by William Ernest Henley...

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Journalism is printing what someone else does not want printed. Everything else is public relations. -- Ben Swann 

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Hey, Pat! Give up on the little faggoty waves from your little faggoty truck, okay?  You make me sick.  You are totally blown.  You piece of shit.  Tell me again about the all-black Army aviation outfit you fought with in Nam where you killed 300 Chinese with a Ma Deuce.  (But you don't know what a Ma Deuce is, do you, asshole?)

Chinese ?  Wrong fucking war, douche-bag.  That was Korea. You fucking clown. We fought the Vietnamese in Vietnam. Do the world a favor and crawl off and die.

(President Harry S. Truman deactivated the last segregated black unit in the DOD in 1949.  Ever hear of Google, asshole?)

You were trying to elicit racist remarks from me, asshole.  You were wired. You think I did not immediately recognize that?  Trying to paint me into a corner as a radical, weren't you?  You failed, paint store manager.  You failed.

Just like your leading statement about how much armor piercing ammunition you had, when you had previously told me all you owned was a shotgun.  That didn't work either, did it?  Wired, fool.  You were wired.

(There hasn't been an all black Army aviation outfit in existence since the Tuskegee Airmen in WW II. The Red Tails.  P-51's. You fucking idiot.)

(If you want to bullshit someone about things relating to aviation, don't take on a guy who has spent his entire life in the profession, and over two and a half years in Army aviation.)

You are, without a doubt,  the most incompetent, pathetic liar I have met in my 70 year existence.  Stick to paint, asshole. That's all you know.  You're an amateur.  A Useful Idiot. You ain't James fucking Bond, small-time.

They set you up, fool.  All along, you were fooled into believing you were setting me up.

They set you up.

You are expendable.

They want me to whack you, so they can nail my ass for murder.  Sorry, assholes.  He ain't worth a bullet, particularly at today's prices.

"He who goes in search of revenge should first dig two graves."

I'll just sit here and watch you crumble, Pat, and hope I outlive you so I can piss on your grave.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid. - Benjamin Tucker

Monday, May 20, 2013

'Too many are occupied in throwing over precious cargo; they are lightening the ship even of its fuel' -

PT Forsyth


Monday, May 13, 2013

To the two punks sitting in your little car tonight...Got a great photograph of you.  Watch for it on Facebook...

Thursday, May 9, 2013

You fascist bastards should watch Glenn Beck's address to the NRA convention.  We are not going away. Five million strong and growing rapidly... We're in it to the finish.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013


When the defense of liberty becomes a crime, tyranny is already in force. At that point, failure to defend liberty makes slavery a certainty.

Bravery is not the absence of fear, but the willingness to embrace it, continue to function within it, and soldier on in the face of adversity and mortal danger.

If, by your courage and your actions, you can instill mortal fear into your enemies, it may give them pause for thought before they proceed in their aggressiveness. If they truly believe they may sacrifice their very lives when attacking you, it will help provide for your defense.

If, by them provoking a situation where they believe they hold the upper hand, where your one accurate shot will splatter their brains, then they may reconsider the potential ramifications of their actions.

It always happens to the other guy.  Right?

Monday, May 6, 2013

“Freedom is the sure possession of those alone who have the courage to defend it.”

– Pericles

“Freedom has cost too much blood and agony to be relinquished at the cheap price of rhetoric.”

-- Thomas Sowell

Sunday, May 5, 2013

"People living deeply have no fear of death."

- Anais Nin