Environment

On Just About Everything

“The greatest problem facing any organism is successful reaction to its environment. Environment, speaking scientifically, is the sum total of your experiences. In plain United States, this means fitting vocationally, socially and maritally into the place where you are.
If you don’t fit you must move or change your environment to fit you. If you can’t change the environment and you won’t move you will become a failure, just as tropical plants fail when transplanted to the Nevada desert.”
From the book,
HOW TO
ANALYZE PEOPLE
ON SIGHT by Elsie Lincoln Benedict
Written in 1921
I’m not sure what to think of that:-!

I’ve spent my life “bending” myself around my environment. I don’t think I even could change myself to “fit in”. I just be myself and those who can’t take my big ol tattooed self can basically suck it. For example we have moved to an area that has many Amish folk. They literally and openly stare at me and I can hear the wheels grinding but I smile and talk to them like I would anyone. I think they look pretty funny too but I don’t judge. The fact that their women still wear dresses and cover their hair amazes me but I am not going to hate on them for being different. I choose to change the “environment” of peoples pre-conceived notions. But this book was written in 1921 and people were alot different then so yeah then there is that.

Working On The House

Stuff I Dig!

It has been a busy month here at Casa de la Sparky. We finished the front fence and have started on some landscaping projects. I got my first bird feeders up. Lots of food for hummingbirds too! It has been in the high 90s all week and is going to be in the 100s for the next ten days they say. I will been working on it early morning and late evening to avoid the worst part of the heat.

Some before pics:

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Some after pics:

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Fears Part II

Random Writings

I just woke up from another horrible dream.

I was outside in my back yard about dusk and a friend came running through the yard right past me yelling something I could not understand. Just seconds after she ran through her son followed. He had a machine gun and was shot and screaming the most blood curdling scream. He got halfway across the yard when I heard rapid popping sound coming from behind him coming from the front of the house. It was in slow motion now, I saw raw terror on his face when still at a dead run he began to fall. It looked as if he were trying to give me the machine gun but he was still too far away. Just then the person shooting out in front appeared at the corner of the house. It was a soldier with a red star on his helmet. My friends son still in slow motion with the gun pointed in my direction as if to throw it to me, pulled the trigger. I side stepped and bent down with my arms wrapped around my head. Suddenly the soldier began to fire in our direction too. The last thought I had before the scene abruptly changed was, “OMG it’s here!”

Then the dream changed, I was in an upper floor of a high rise apartment building on a city street and there was an apartment building right across the street. I was looking out the window down into the open window of a friends apartment. They were having a party and I was on the phone with them. My friend was standing in the window looking up at me, she was trying to convince me to come down and join the party. I was trying to beg off. She finally convince me to go and Maria and I got dressed and went downstairs. For some reason when we got outside we got into my truck which was park facing the building where the party was. All of a sudden people where running and screaming. Just then my friend came running up to the truck on my side and her son on Maria’s side. My friend started saying that the TV said we were at war with Russia and they were already here in the U.S. She said there were soldiers arresting people. Her and her son had just dodged them inside and made it to the truck. She was asking for me to take her and the boy with us because I said we need to get the hell out of there. I said “GET IN” but as I looked across at Maria she had changed from Maria into April and she had that nasty look on her face she always got when I pissed her off. She was shaking head head no and telling me no we weren’t letting them in. I was just gearing up to battle her over it when I woke up. I woke up thanking God I’m with someone more mature and sane.

I guess this thing with Russia is still in my head.

The LAPD, The FBI and The CIA

Stuff I Dig!

The LAPD, The FBI and The CIA

The LAPD, The FBI, and the CIA are all trying to prove that they are the best at apprehending criminals. The President decides to give them a test. He releases a rabbit into a forest and each of them has to catch it.

The CIA goes in. They place animal informants throughout the forest. They question all plant and mineral witnesses. After three months of extensive investigations they conclude that rabbits do not exist.

The FBI goes in. After two weeks with no leads they burn the forest, killing everything in it, including the rabbit, and they make no apologies. The rabbit had it coming.

The LAPD goes in. They come out two hours later with a badly beaten bear. The bear is yelling: “Okay! Okay! I’m a rabbit! I’m a rabbit!’

Janurary 2015 can not come soon enough!

On Just About Everything

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Statements made by Fallin about why she voted nay on hate crimes bill.
By: Mary Fallin
Date: April 29, 2009
Location: Washington, DC

Providing for Consideration of H.R. 1913, Local Law Enforcement Hate Crimes Prevention Act of 2009 — (House of Representatives – April 29, 2009)

BREAK IN TRANSCRIPT

Ms. FALLIN. Mr. Speaker, I would like to thank the gentlewoman from North Carolina for the time.

I just want to say I am as appalled as any Member of Congress by crimes committed as an act of hate. Criminals who commit acts like murder, rape and assault do belong behind bars. But I oppose this bill because it lays the groundwork for the prosecution and the potential persecution of citizens whose crimes are not actions, but rather crimes of thought and speech.

The end result of this bill and the hate crimes agenda will be the suppression of both the freedom of speech and the freedom of religion. By establishing crimes of speech and thought, this law places pundits, journalists, preachers and religious men and women at risk.

Other nations have gone down this path before and seen their liberties curtailed. In nations like Canada and Great Britain, where hate crimes legislation has been expanded to include speech, now columnists must avoid certain subjects, and cartoonists worry that their caricatures could become a crime.

Even in this country, hate crimes legislation has already been used as a political tool to suppress religious speech. In Pennsylvania, we saw a State hate crimes law used to file felony charges against 11 Christians speaking their minds and preaching their beliefs concerning a gay pride parade. Because sexual orientation had been added to the Pennsylvania hate crimes statute, the Christian demonstrators faced the following charges: Criminal conspiracy; possession of instruments of a crime–and the instruments of the crime were bullhorns; reckless endangerment of another person; ethnic intimidation; riot; failure to disperse; disorderly conduct; and obstructing highways.

I believe America is the greatest country in the world because we do have freedom of speech and we do have freedom of religion, and we must protect those ideals.

Mr. Speaker, any acts of murder, rape, assault, harassment, theft or any other crime should be punished equally under the law. I cannot support legislation which establishes thought crimes or lays the foundation for a country in which religious and political speech can be deemed hateful and even criminal.

Fears

On Just About Everything, Random Writings

Isn’t it strange how we deal with our fears?

I just woke from a horrible dream. In this dream I was a kid again I think because I was riding a bike through town. It was a bright beautiful morning with only very high clouds. I was enjoying the sunshine. I stopped and closing my eyes I briefly turned my face up to feel the sun. I open my eyes and looked high in the sky. I saw something weird. There were several tiny silver dots way way up high. I might have thought they were ducks if they hadn’t been so high up because they were in a “V” formation. They were moving at a very high speed. As I followed them with my eyes another formation came into view only this one was headed in the opposite direction toward the first dots. What happened next stopped my breath. The first dots fired missiles at the second dots. I could see the white trails of smoke as the missiles were fired. I watched in horror as the missiles hit and destroyed several of the opposing dots leaving gaps in their formation. I lowered my head a glanced around for someone to tell what I was seeing. My heart was thundering in my chest and I was gasping for air. Had I just seen the beginning of WWIII? Cars were going by and I screamed and pointed up but they all did the “oh look a crazy person” thing, you know that thing where when you see a crazy person you look the other way and pretend to be staring intently at it. I looked back up and didn’t see anything for a second so I began to ride for home as fast as I could. Maybe I had imagined it. I glanced up again and there were multiple formations of these tiny dots. They were groups of two, all were heading toward each other shooting missiles at each other with the same effect of sections of each being hit and disappearing in little puffs of white smoke. I was peddling fast now. I had to get home to my children to tell them it was time. We have had an emergency response drill since they were little. We all have emergency “bug out” backpacks loading with survival gear. We have had them since 9/11. We made a plan of where we would go and I was trying to get to them to tell them it was time to head for the hills.

I was almost blown off my bike when a line of fighter jets flying low out of Tinker AFB blew past in formations of three. I looked around and saw that people noticed these jets. They kept coming. hundreds of them. I looked up and the dots I had seen before were no longer dots. They were war planes. Jets and planes I knew from living near an American Air Force base and others I didn’t know. They others had strange markings.

As I was looking up one of the strange planes dropped something. It looked like a little red and white missile but when it hit the ground ahead of me it didn’t explode. I stopped and went to look at it closer. There was a note attached to it that said, “You will open this package.” I don’t know why but I did open it and all of a sudden a big puff of white powder came out and I thought, “Ricin! OH MY GOD I HAVE JUST INHALED RICIN!”

From Wiki:

{Ricin is very poisonous if inhaled, injected, or ingested; it acts as a toxin by inhibiting protein synthesis.[4] It prevents cells from assembling various amino acids into proteins according to the messages it receives from messenger RNA in a process conducted by the cell’s ribosome (the protein-making machinery)—that is, the most basic level of cell metabolism, essential to all living cells and thus to life itself. Ricin is resistant, but not impervious, to digestion by peptidases. By ingestion, the pathology of ricin is largely restricted to the gastrointestinal tract, where it may cause mucosal injuries; with appropriate treatment, most patients will make a full recovery.[5][6]

Because the symptoms are caused by failure to make protein, they emerge only after a variable delay from a few hours to a full day after exposure. An antidote has been developed by the UK military, although it has not yet been tested on humans.[7][8] Another antidote developed by the U.S. military has been shown to be safe and effective in lab mice injected with antibody-rich blood mixed with ricin, and has had some human testing.[9] Symptomatic and supportive treatments are available. Survivors often develop long-term organ damage. Ricin causes severe diarrhea, and victims can die of circulatory shock. Death typically occurs within 3–5 days of exposure.”}

I knew I was in a dream now because being a child of a Marine who fought in WWII and, like every other American, had the crap scared out of them by the Cuban_missile_crisis, I had those fears drill into me.

Sitting here now drinking coffee and trying to calm down I realize how the news of that Malaysia Airlines jet that was shot down in the Ukrain affected me. I wonder if schools will bring back the “Duck and Cover” drills of days gone by. I hope not, they honestly would do no good whatsoever and would only create more children that live in fear.