Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Baraboo Circus

Baraboo Wisconsin Circus Museum welcomed Junior Bear

Wednesday, March 9, 2016


Seining The Pond....

My father had what he called a minnow seine we used to catch bait fish from small lakes. So I was very familiar with the process.  
In the Summer of 1963 I hauled water to the Concrete Batch Maker as the H.E. Bailey Turnpike was being built.  We filled our water trucks up at ponds or lakes on private land.  On one occasion the farmer who owned the pond asked us to pump it dry. 
He wanted to enlarge the pond and need it dry in order to get the bulldozer in it to do the job.
When the pond had about a foot of water left in it the concrete crew helped the farmer and his family seine the remaining fish out of the pond.
It was full of fish. Catfish and carp mostly. It also had a fair share of snapping turtles and water moccasin snakes.  Dad took three cat fish out of the nets, and we ate them that evening.

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Project Eldest Son

In Nam...when I went to the Special Security Officer of the Battle Field Intelligence Command to claim the SIGINT items captured and also I trade PX cards and MPC for the captured weapons, the Sgt. who was in my language school told me me not to take any of American made ammo that had be re-captured. to use in the AK's. It seems that a certain percentage of the ammo was left to be captured and a percentage of that was stuffed with HE not "gun powder". It not only scored kills, but discouraged the enemy from using ammo captured.
Latter I found it was named "Project Eldest Son". I always remembered this tactic, worked often very well.

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Causes For Beliefs Are Always Lost If They Are Not For The God that Is Not.

Beliefs are like sand in water, it flows with forces and lodges in bars and beaches, spits and shoals, each changing with the storms and droughts solid for a time even rooting life then dissolved and are carried a way to appear somewhere some day or even deposited to arise an ancient stone at an unfathomable time and place.   The rivers and oceans, the forces, are unopposed by the sand except by friction and gravity and time.

Until I was 18 I believed that I was gifted of God.  I was in a special place, in a special denomination, with special knowledge, and I was called to do special things.   What an ass I was.  So I went to a school for like type asses.  I began to learn and unlearn.   It felt so good.  Learning was a real gift but it didn't support my beliefs of all those special things I was and from.    I clung hard and tired not to leave the embrace of my belief.  My nation however required that I follow another belief In conflict with mine of God.  The Military had my butt, even if god had my heart.

Killing....hunting down...finding ...having killed... ordering killed...sacrificing deaths for deaths...sitting high...influencing destruction....corollary casualties calculated and caused... embracing my warrior I let slip my belief in God.  On my return my embrace was a mere net but it contained both a GOD and a god.  The GOD was outgrowing the net holding my belief and my god had shrunk so small that it slipped through the holes of the net.  GOD now was too large to embrace and no net could hold him and yet he was no longer my belief. Not even an existence. Beyond existence he was just...GOD....beliefs for me could no longer access a God outside of being.

My sand sunk to the shelf of the ocean into which my river flowed.  
It took a trip of my seven decades to fall there.  Mixing with pollution and fish shit it may re-emerge maybe as stone. 

Now I rely on the beliefs needed for simple evolution need to move the simple to complex to what ever random thing I may have to behold with to beyond my existence, beyond any belief, to experience the beyond existence GOD ever so slightly.

There is no god, but God that is not.

Friday, January 1, 2016

Detroit, underwater ghost town

(once upon a time this blog had pictures that were attributed to their source, it seems the fucking source is so possessive of their rights that they can't share the pictures with an obscure blog that credits them with the product.  So sad really. I find it is the little people in little places that simply are so ignorant of the power of the web that they would rather lick their own balls and call that Satisfaction than share!)

GPS: 44.712696, -122.191303
Directions: From Salem Oregon, head east on OR-22 for 50 miles. The remains of the town are accessible via Mongold State Park

When the Oregon Pacific Railroad was being built by the scoundrel, Colonel T. E. Hogg, one of the last work camps was Coe, established in 1889. Unfortunately Colonel Hogg’s skimming of profits from the railroad came to a head in 1890, and the railroad officially shut down. But this was not enough to kill the burgeoning town though.
In 1891 enough residents lived in Coe to necessitate a Post Office. Unfortunately the name was too close to the Eastern Oregon town of Cove, so the Post Office was opened as Detroit with Vanness G. Danforth as the post master. The name was chosen because of the number of Michigan residents in the area.
A.B. Hammond and E.L. Bonner purchased the railroad in 1895 and changed it’s name to the Oregon Central and Eastern Railroad. Numerous lumber camps were established in the areas, and Detroit continued to grow as it supplied materials to them. Like many railroads in those days, passenger service became an important side business. Sportsman came to the area for fishing and hunting, and several hotels were built to cater to their business. One of these was Merle Bruckman’s Breitenbush Hot Springs Resort built in 1927.
Unfortunately A.B. Hammond died in 1934, and the Great Depression was in full swing. This killed both the timber industry and tourism industry in Detroit. In 1946 the United States Army Corps of Engineers started buying land in the area in preparation to building the Detroit Dam. The town of Detroit was moved to it’s present location in 1952 on the site of a former lumber camp high above the proposed level of the new lake. The Detroit Dam was finished in June 1953, and the former town site was inundated as the lake filled up.
Detroit Oregon
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The remains of the town can only be seen at periods of extreme low water. The above pictures were taken in February 2013, and I have been informed several times now are actually the remains of the camp built to house workers at the dam as it was being constructed

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Sunday, December 27, 2015

Oklahoma Didn't Want Hispanic Students To Go To College 30 Years Ago Either: "don't really belong there"

        College for All, Regardless?

                        Editorial Oklahoman  
YET another large-scale affirmative action plan is being advocated for Oklahoma's tax-supported colleges and universities at a time when fiscal austerity is the order of the day.
It's not being called that in so many words, but the recommendation that state college administrators intensify their recruitment of and efforts to retain Hispanic students amounts to the same thing.  State Regents for Higher Education are urged to pursue "enhanced college recruitment activities, especially at the comprehensive universities" in a report by Joe E. Hagy, a staff member. His report also says college officials should take steps to attract more Hispanic high school graduates directly into the higher education system.
The statistical basis on which Hagy builds his conclusions is the fact that while Hispanics comprise nearly 2 percent of Oklahoma's total population, the number of Hispanic students attending the 27 state-supported institutions of higher learning make up only 1 percent of the total student enrollment.
What we have here is the same old "numbers game" being played with respect to Hispanics that has characterized the long-running dispute over the number of blacks in state colleges in general and the role of Langston University in particular.
The report also coincides with a lobbying campaign by Oklahoma's higher education chancellor, Joe Leone, urging public support for higher taxes to alleviate a fiscal crunch at state colleges and universities. Leone stoutly defended the need for 27 different state-supported institutions at a meeting of the Higher Education Alumni Council last week in Oklahoma City.
Any reduction in the number of institutions would restrict college access to many Oklahoma students, Leone argues, because the existence of so many institutions throughout the state makes higher education both accessible and affordable.
This is a straightforward exposition of the old populist theory, still deep-seated in many aspects of Oklahoma's governmental structure, that dates to pre-statehood days. It expresses the view that everybody has something akin to a "right" to attend college, and that it's up to taxpayers to provide all high school graduates with that opportunity.
Affirmative action plans such as the one for Hispanics now being suggested go a step further. In effect, they say that it's not enough for taxpayers to provide the campuses and faculties but they also must subsidize minority student recruitment and retention.
College presidents naturally would like to see enrollments keep climbing to support their pleadings for more state funding. But in reality, there is no such thing as a right to attend college.
The state has a responsibility to make a realistic and affordable level of higher education opportunity available to individuals who are competent enough to take advantage of it. But taxpayers shouldn't be asked to subsidize programs to entice anybody into college, especially when experience suggests many who are currently enrolled don't really belong there in the first place.