There are storms….
And then there are STORMS.
And then…. it strikes! And then in Irma’s wake not a shoe store with cook kicks is safe… as usual.
There are storms….
And then…. it strikes! And then in Irma’s wake not a shoe store with cook kicks is safe… as usual.
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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The usual suspects.
The greatest threat to the continued existence of America as a unified state rather than a geographic label is the Negro underclass.
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Our son and his family showed up about an hour or so ago and they have 4 computers set up on the dining room table, all of them streaming live video from various parts of Cape Coral under attack by hurricane Irma. The eye hasn’t crossed into the land mass yet.
When they heard 2 days ago that there was a potential storm surge of up to 18′ they decided to leave as the finished floor elevation for almost all newer homes is about 10′, and older homes is who knows. Back in the old days they just set em right on the bare ground, flooding be damned.
So they threw as much stuff as possible, including 2 young kids and 2 cats, and headed north to their sanctuary, our house, well out of harms way. They’ll be staying here for the duration and possibly beyond. Everything is unknown at this point.
The is a unique situation occurring in Lee County, Florida (Lee county??? OMFG!!!! Somebody call Sharpton!!!), in that the counter rotation of the storm is aligning in perfect harmony on both the front and back sides of the eye with the high and low incoming and outgoing tides. It appears the Caloosahatchee river is being sucked dry as Pine Island Sound is being flooded, and as the storm passes this effect will reverse. This has never happened before. The river is rather large so the force to do such a thing is tremendous. I saw video awhile ago of manatees laying on the empty river bed suffocating under their own weight. Their numbers are already endangered and this will make it worse. If I was there I’d be airboating all over the dry river scoping out the treasures that had been trapped underwater – watches, wallets, fishing gear, who knows. And the large Groupers floundering, not to mention the crabs and lobsters. Mmmmmm…..
My son is insured and there is little they can do about the things that are going to happen to there property. It all may be gone entirely. I told them to turn off the drama cause all that unsolveable horror and angst is not good for the system. Come out on the porch and crack a brew and watch the wild turkeys frolicking in the yard. And think ahead, about all the potential scenarios, the aftermath, and the solutions. In a way, the now is the past for them and it cannot be changed. But the future can be accurately predicted if you make it happen, and that’s what they should be doing. Making it happen in their minds, rather than lamenting what was.
No, it’s not my problem so I see it differently. But I’ve been a problem solver for other people for a very long time and that is where my mind spends much of it’s time, including now. I may go back down there with them and help with the clean up but what I’d really like to do is help them pack their shit and move up here to the hinters where life is easier all the way around and the notion that you life and your things can be disappeared in a moments notice is almost absent.
Man! The things you see when you don’t have your Thompson SMG. That gun is well known to bring order out of chaos. The shooting of looters is a well known, and long used remedy for civil disorder. It seems that when it went out of fashion to shoot looters, the looting class made a comeback.
Wonder why the videographer didn’t shoot them?
Oh that’s right – – massive pussification nationwide.