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Thursday, March 31, 2005

How Can These People ALL Be Americans?

Above and Beyond the Call of Duty via Smash

Scum sucking sack of $hit via LGF

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

I'm No Treehugger Mind You, But...

I hate to see my comrades being treated this way. I know it's legal and all, but it makes me kind of sad. When I'm running on the beach and come across a fallen comrade, I always give him a salute in tribute.

I mean, I'm a hunter myself. I enjoy deer hunting with my father-in-law in Florida and Alabama when I get out that way in the winter. In fact, one year I shot two 8 point bucks one after another from a tree stand overlooking a beanfield. I love killing stuff. But casually walking up to a baby seal with a pickaxe... and wailing on it until it becomes a bloody blob of blubber is not very sporting. In fact, I'm not sure my constitution would allow me to actually do something like that.

One time at Ft. Chafee, Ark., I shot a 6 point buck with a suppressed M-4 and IRON SIGHTS from 187 meters. When I got over there to check him out, he had been hit in the spine and was dragging himself away with his front legs. I knew that I needed to put him down quickly to end his suffering, but as I approached he was moving so rapidly I couldn't get a decent shot. So I walked right up to him and pointed the barrel at the top of his head. Then he did something that I wasn't prepared for... he nussled his head right up to the end of the suppressor and stopped moving. I took the hint and doubled tapped him right away, but it was a strange moment that made me feel a teensy bit bad about having shot that deer.

This particular hunt occurred early in the morning before the training day started and I used the animal to demonstrate the effect of a 5.56mm round on live tissue (quite disappointing but that's another post), and I did an mini autopsy on the animal for the Platoon's benefit. Of course we ate him and his death was for a good purpose as well as good sport.

Clubbing baby seals is a little gratuitous in my opinion, but hey, they confiscated firearms in Canada, so they gotta hunt somehow.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Is There ANYBODY Out There?

Day after Christmas 2004

Day after Easter 2005

Knock, Knock *

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Stop the Insanity!

Cremation?!! Just when I began to think that Michael Schiavo had exhausted all his opportunities to look and act like somebody with something to hide, his attorney announces that he intends to have Terri cremated! Come... On! This cannot be happening. After years of battling the Schindlers over Terri's life, why keep fighting them about her internment? What possible reason is there to not allow her family to oversee her burial?

I have never been one of the "he beat her into a coma" crowd, believing that this guy is just trying to get paid. Now, I'm not so sure. The decision to cremate her and bury her in the SCHIAVO family plot is very disturbing. Why, with a wife and family of his own, would he want Terri buried in his family plot, cremated no less, if there was not some underlying nefarious purpose?

If Judge Greer turns down the Schindler's request for an autopsy (which they will surely make), then we need to start looking at Greer's finances and his relationship with Michael Schiavo or his attorneys. I am not a conspiracy theorist by nature, but this thing is getting spooky.

Saturday, March 26, 2005

We're Democrats! Saving Social Security One Invalid at a Time!

Not only is this woman not adding any money to the Social Security System, now she won't be taking any either. Our Social Security plan doesn't call for individual accounts that the simple people of America can't understand, it's a plan to make government more efficient... at getting rid of dead weight like Terri here. Terri is in what we like to call a Minimally Contributing State. She clearly has health problems that are unlikely to get much better without expensive treatment that takes away from the Kollectiv. You see she is really nothing more than a Medicare/Social Security sponge if we let her get old, and believe us, there was never a chance she was going to see retirement. Heh.

So there you have it folks, our trial lawyer friends will be scouring the nation for more of the "unproductive" citizens that we'll be "taking care of," on a contingency basis of course. The big "baby boom" retirement is right around the corner, so if we want to beat the republicans to the punch, we'd better get crackin'. There's a lot people out there that are ready for some "early retirement", if you know what I mean.

Friday, March 25, 2005

Moonbats for Terri

This is exactly what I was talking about in the previous post. A man tries to steal a gun with a box cutter in an effort to “rescue” Terri Schiavo. WTF? He reportedly told the employee at the gun store (who is almost certainly armed), if [you aren’t] on Terri's side then [you aren’t] on God's side, either,” I found that little story at the top of the Drudge Report where hardly anyone will see it. Super.

Here’s another gem. Several people (including this ten year old boy) have been arrested for attempting to bring Terri a cup of water to drink. What exactly were they planning to do with that cup of water if they had successfully made it to Terri’s bedside? Hand it to her? Pour it down her throat? With a decreased gag reflex, this could actually drown her or at least give her airway and breathing problems. This is not a serious attempt to help Terri. This is showboating.

Imagine this moonbat with a gun showing up at the hospice brandishing a firearm and potentially putting other people in the crossfire. Imagine the mind numbing irony of one of these water bearers drowning Terri. This nonsense has got to stop.

If you want to get Biblical, here’s one for you. The prophet Nathan came to King David and told him about a man who had murdered his neighbor and taken his wife and was now having a child with her. David demanded that the man be arrested and put to death for such a horrible act. Nathan told David, “You are the man.” You see David had sent Bathsheba’s husband Uriah to the front lines of the battle the army of Israel was fighting so that he would perish. David took Bathsheba as his wife and got her pregnant. The whole of Jerusalem knew what David had done, and his actions brought great discredit upon the Lord as David was known as “a man after God’s own heart.”

The moral here is that loving God and His Word is not enough to make you right. If your actions are ill conceived, wrongly motivated, or harmful in their own right you risk bringing discredit to the God you say you love. Forgiveness shall never depart for those who seek it, and that goes for everyone in this mess. This is a call to take stock in your own actions whether related to Terri or in your own personal life. Ask yourself if your statements and deeds are serving the purpose of your heart or if they are obstructing them.

Revenge of the Man Pleasers

I have been having an ongoing email dialogue with Aaron over at Got Design about the role that Christian activists have played in the Terri Schiavo situation. Aaron admires the activists for their compassion and respects and agrees with their sentiments. So do I. But that’s where we must part company.

I really want to address this subject from the Right, and you all are well aware of my position with respect to Terri and Michael Schiavo. Frankly, these people by and large have been nothing but an embarrassment to the Body of Christ, and their actions have done absolutely nothing to benefit the Kingdom of God. These are the same people who show up at gay pride parades with the “God Hates Fags” signs, and have giant posters of aborted fetuses laminated and glued to their Winnebagos. Exactly how many homos or abortionists are even marginally interested in becoming Christians and thereby changing their points of view on those issues when faced with such a brilliant marketing campaign? That would be zilch, zero, nada. These activists only serve to perpetuate the knuckle dragging, intolerant, hateful, and uneducated, gun crazy religious right redneck loser stereotype that the MSM is all too happy to promote. These people are not engaged in a purposeful enterprise with any chance of making a difference, they are part of a circle jerk public masturbation exercise designed to give themselves bragging rights and let them FEEL good about actually doing “something.”

The people near Terri’s hospice being arrested for “trying” to give her water are akin to the people who try to get Willard Scott read their sign saying hi to mom in Pigsknuckle, Arkansas. One of them even sent their kid to get arrested. Nice example you’re setting. The most ridiculous statement I heard in the entire Schiavo fiasco was some Priest comparing Mary Schindler to the Virgin Mary on the basis that each woman had to watch their child die. This is exactly the kind of histrionic statement that makes liberals, the MSM, and fence sitters alike say in unison, “I told you those right wing Christians are nuts.”

So what to do? I believe I have a mission to promote a culture of life in this country, and I do things that will actually lead to that happening. Let me make some suggestions. Pray. Share with a non-Christian friend why you feel the way you do about Terri in a reasonable way and listen to and respect what your friend says. Donate to politicians that you believe agree with you even if they are out of your state. Contact your local representatives and make them aware of your position on the matter. Last but not least, START A BLOG! That way you can get your message out in an efficient and effective manner.

Civil disobedience is a last resort measure that really has no place in this country at this point in our history. Aaron and I went back and forth on MLK and his use of CD which was integral to achieving his goals of equality for blacks. Aaron said he felt that we should stand up for or against things when the need arises just like MLK. Once again, I agree. But MLK had no other option. He had no rights, he could not vote, he had no representatives, he had no choice. He also placed himself in a position of great personal risk and was eventually murdered for it. Christian activists are in no danger, they have more effective options, and they risk nothing to do what they do. They only serve to alienate people who may be open to their underlying message, and make themselves a convenient and easy target for derision by the MSM. Derision and scorn that is borne not only by them, but the rest of us Christians who toil in secret.

Our Lord taught us that we should not let the left hand know what the right hand is doing. If we commit our good deeds anonymously, we will be rewarded richly and publicly. If we look to perform our good deeds for the pleasure of men, we have our reward.

Thursday, March 24, 2005

Gangrapists GUILTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Got 'em! Those three pieces of $hit that gangraped a 16 year old girl with a snapple bottle, a pool cue and a lit cigarette have been convicted on 15 of 27 FELONY counts. Let's see how well you like objects shoved up your a$$es boys.

This has really brightened my day. After all this Terri Schiavo talk, I was beginning to have a bad attitude, but now I can go home with a smug, satisfied smile on my face knowing that justice was done in the OC today, even if it won't be in Florida.

UPDATE: It seems that the rapists were not actually convicted of rape. I'm not sure how they got away with that, but Haidl was convicted of 6 felony counts of sexual penetration under intoxication. Funny, that sounds like rape to me. The other two scumbags were convicted of 5 and 4 felonies respectively. According to OC Weekly, they are eligible to from 14 to18 years in prison if the judge throws the book at them.

This case is notable not only for the heinousness of the offense, but also for the disgusting behavior of the defense attorneys in the case. Defense attorney Joe Cavallo saw Jane Doe’s parents, grandmother and a sexual-assault counselor sitting in the front row. He said,
“Oh, they put all the scum in the front row.”
He denied this later of course but he admitted to an equally dispicable act.
Minutes later, Cavallo scribbled something on his yellow legal pad and flashed it at Doe’s parents. In an apparent reference to a possible future civil lawsuit filed by the Doe family against Haidl, the heir to a Newport Beach family fortune, his note read, “NO $$$.” Cavallo grinned. The family, which has been through hell because of the rape case, sat quietly, shaking their heads in disgust.
Somebody needs to take this punk out in the parking lot and smash his head through the windshield of his Mercedes. But that's not all.
He’s frequently called the alleged victim, 16 years old and unconscious at the time of the videotaped incident, a “slut.” He has demanded to know why she wasn’t charged with raping the three, older male defendants. During his March 16 closing argument, he shocked court observers when he claimed it was impossible to tell how far the defendants shoved a pool cue inside the girl’s anus because “her rump is so big.”
I don't know how someone can say things like that in a public forum. After he gets his ass kicked, he ought to be disbarred. What a disgrace.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Son of Al Qaeda

PBS Frontline had a very interesting program on last night regarding one Abdurahman Khadr, the son of a prominent AQ operative and thereby scumbag murderer. It was a story about a person who questioned the authority of his family, their belief in jihad, and more importantly, the morality of islamofascist ideology.

He was captured in Kabul during the invasion and was recruited as an asset by the CIA. He went undercover as a prisoner to Guantanamo Bay, Cuba to report to the CIA on the conversations of the prisoners held there. He then traveled to Bosnia at the CIA’s behest to get recruited to be a foreign fighter in Iraq. He was being paid by the CIA for his efforts, but he dropped out of the program when he came near the point of departure to Iraq. He asked the CIA to release him to his home in Canada, which they did.

The story was especially interesting to me because it provided an inside account of what goes through the mind of a confidential informant, and the difficulty inherent in managing and cajoling a CI to do what it is you need them to do. As a Special Agent for US Customs, I know the challenges involved in this sort of enterprise. I have to say that Khadr was a pretty decent CI, and although he didn’t follow through with all the plans the CIA had for them, he went further than most. It is very hard to convince a CI to betray his friends, place himself in danger, and maintain security and good fieldcraft for money no matter how much he is being paid.

CI motivation is the key to making these types of operations successful. Coupled with the personality and temperament of the CI, the activities that you are attempting to get them to engage in must be in accordance with these concerns. It seems as if the CIA did not have much success recruiting significant numbers of CIs and therefore, they over reached by asking this CI to do things he was unprepared to do. But hey, you get what you can out of them, and then you move on. That’s the way these things work.

I will say this, the CIA was more than fair and honest with Khadr, and they cut him loose when he asked to get out. The goal of the operation must always come first, and yet one CI is not going to win the war. Khadr is going to have trouble assimilating with the muslim community in Canada, perhaps even surviving now that he’s in the open, but he seems no worse for the wear today. He’s got a pageturner of a book in his head and that ought to be enough to set him up for life. I wish him the best, and appreciate the help that he gave us.

An interesting sidenote is that he knew UBL and especially his children quite well in Afghanistan before 9/11. In the report it came out that UBL likes to play volleyball. Somehow it is hard to imagine UBL in a pair of shorts and Oakleys spiking a volleyball and high-fiving his teammates.

Michael Schiavo Has Won

Congratulations jackass, you won the “Kill Your Ex-Wife Lottery.” You’ll be getting your check before too long, but don’t spend it all in one place. You’ll be having some additional legal fees when the Schindlers drop a civil suit on you for wrongful death. Wait Froggy. Terri’s still alive and she is awaiting emergency relief from the 11th Circuit. It’s too late.

Terri will be six days without nourishment and hydration before an emergency injunction could put her feeding tube back in. But there is nothing to be gained from feeding her now. The effects of her lack of nourishment and especially hydration are already wreaking havoc on an already severely damaged brain. Even if the 11th Circuit acts immediately, Terri will finally be a vegetable and beyond assistance. Her potential for therapy to improve her cognition and communication is now gone, never to be reclaimed.

This is the reason that U.S. District Judge James D. Whittemore, a Clinton appointee, drug his feet and waited to issue his ruling in an effort to make further appeal to the 11th Circuit moot. Mission accomplished. If you think that this case has become a hopeless media circus, wait until Terri checks out on Good Friday. Some Christian activists are drawing comparisons between Mary Schindler (Terri’s mom) and the Virgin Mary (Jesus’ mom) by saying that they share the common experience of watching their child be murdered. Now that is some hardcore rhetoric.

Froggy is going to go ahead and avoid making any Virgin Mary analogies, but I will say that the law of reaping and sowing remains in effect (that’s the concept of karma for all you heathen). I believe that the only thing preventing someone in the model of an abortion clinic bomber from putting a bullet in Michael’s brain and instantly transferring guardianship to the Schindlers is the existence of his children. If he were single, he would be dead right now, and Terri would be getting all the therapy she could stand. Do not get me wrong, I do not advocate killing Michael Schiavo. However, he has sown to the wind, and he will reap the whirlwind.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Anatomy of a Conflict of Interest

While good people on both sides of the Shiavo case can respectfully disagree about whether Terri's quality of life is sufficient to warrant her salvation or demise, there can be no doubt about the fact that her “husband’s” position in the situation is utterly compromised. His behavior regarding her treatment has been extremely suspect and his motives ought to be subject to a high degree of skepticism.

Teri “collapsed” in February of 1990 thus beginning the saga in which the nation today is engaged. In December of that year she had experimental implants placed into her Thalmus in an effort by her “husband” to ostensibly treat her for her condition. In 1992 Terri was awarded more than $1.5 Million from a malpractice lawsuit to be held in escrow for future THERAPEUTIC treatment NOT for maintenance of her current condition. The arguments made to gain this award by her “husband” must have hinged on his intention to continue to attempt to rehabilitate her. In February of 1993 Michael Shiavo DENIED rehabilitative treatment for Terri and placed a “Do Not Resuscitate” order in her medical record. This action is in direct contradiction to the purpose of the malpractice lawsuit and contradicts his initial intention to attempt to rehabilitate Terri.

In July of 1997 Michael Shiavo announced his engagement to the mother of his children only two months after gaining judicial authorization to remove Terri’s feeding tube for the first time. Since that time, the legal proceedings have pertained to the issue of Michael’s desire to deny nourishment and hydration to Terri.

Although Michael has had multiple offers of monetary compensation ranging from $1M to as much as $10M contingent upon his allowing Terri’s parents to serve as her guardian, he has rebuffed each and every one. Why? On the surface this seems to mitigate any monetary motivation on his part. Or does it? He stands to inherit the balance of Terri’s malpractice awards upon her demise, and as they say, “A bird in the hand…” This proves only that Michael is not greedy, but not that he isn’t motivated by money. I would imagine the acceptance of such offers would be a tacit admission that he is indeed engaged in an action chiefly motivated by money, but with the additional hazard of potential liability for wrongful death in a future legal action filed by Terri’s family.

Michael has clearly “moved on” with respect to his relationship with Terri as evidenced by his de facto marriage to the mother of his children. The most simple and lucrative solution for him is to invoke his privilege as Terri’s spouse and guardian to deny her nutrition and inherit her legal proceeds. This endeavor is made all the more dubious by the absence of documentary evidence of her wishes in such a situation and the lack of any corroboration of his contention that she would not wish to live in her current medical condition.

At a minimum Terri is entitled to her own legal counsel and a review of the facts of her circumstances. Anything less than that is a travesty of justice and a failure of our legal system to protect a weakened member of our society.

The timeline of her case is displayed here.

Monday, March 21, 2005

Earth to Harmon Rab

The SEAL Team SEVEN “trial” continues despite any rational purpose other than resume bullets for JAG officers seeking civilian employment after the government pays off their student loans. Even the AP is now saying that it is virtually certain that the SEALs had nothing to do with the death of the captured terrorist al Jamadi. According to the medical examiner (the military version of CSI for all of you fans)…

"The position that al-Jamadi was placed for interrogation together with the hood (covering his head) was 'part and parcel' of the homicide," Jerry Hodge, the military pathologist who autopsied al-Jamadi last year told the CIA's Inspector General's office.

Hodge found broken ribs and bruised lungs, but found no external injuries that would have resulted from the alleged beating by SEALs. Al-Jamadi's injuries were more consistent with "slow, deliberate application of force," such as someone kneeling on his chest or holding him down with the soles or heels of their boots.

One SEAL testified in January that he watched a CIA employee press his weight against al-Jamadi's chest with his forearm throughout an interrogation…

So it is quite clear that whatever scrapes and bruises this terrorist got on the way to the detention center, they had no causal relationship with respect to his death. Question: Why file charges for assault against the SEALs when the “victim” of the assault was subsequently killed by another separate entity? Isn’t that something like issuing a parking ticket for a car that ended up in a lake? I suppose the lake is a “No Parking Zone” but the car is totaled which seems to make issues related to its geographic location moot.

I’m pretty sure that there is not a parallel legal action ongoing against any CIA personnel for the actual F*ing killing of the guy. I think there would likely be some sort of media coverage of such a trial if it were in progress or preparation. I’m fairly certain that the CIA Inspector General knows who the CIA employees were that night who handled Mr. Jamadi, so what gives? The CIA sends a SEAL Platoon into a hostile neighborhood to conduct a snatch operation and then kills the guy they risked their lives to capture a half hour after he is in custody. The obvious next course of action is to put the SEALs on trial for “assault” and let the CIA guys get away with murder, right? Is this so difficult to adjudicate?

When is somebody going to run up the Bull$hit flag on this idiotic crusade?

Saturday, March 19, 2005

Fainting in Public

Sorry I missed you but I was in Monterey, CA for another ICSC event this week. For the uninitiated, Monterey is one of the most beautiful places on earth and the peninsula is home to the village of Carmel, John Steinbeck’s famous Cannery Row, and the world renowned Pebble Beach golf course. That’s the short list. My wife and I stayed at the Marina Dunes Resort, and we enjoyed our stay immensely.

This morning I traveled to San Diego to attend the wedding of my friend Mike’s son. The wedding guests were very young and very, shall I say, San Diegan. I must be getting old because it just seemed like many of the guests were either trying to look like Brad Pitt in Ocean’s Eleven or white versions of Bob Marley. Is it too much to ask for people to refrain from wearing doo rags to their friend’s wedding? Apparently so.

It became quite clear early in the ceremony that the military culture of our youth is in some state of decay. This unlearned lesson was learned the hard way to the incalculable humiliation of the best man. Let me start by saying that showing up in a tux with your hair spiked in every direction is going to draw a certain amount of attention, not all of it good. While I am not opposed to following the prevailing fashion trends, there is a time and a place to give it a rest. It seems to me your brother’s wedding might fit that description. But it gets worse. Much worse.

10 minutes into the ceremony, the best man and brother of the groom, who had never been warned against locking out his knees during prolonged standing, dropped like a stone. My friend who was strategically stationed in the front row on the aisle as the groom’s father normally is, prevented this poor boy from bouncing his skull off of a wooden pew. As you might expect, the ceremony was temporarily interrupted to care for the lad and to usher him out the side door. These things happen, and I felt terrible for the kid who must have felt awful for having went down like a felled tree. So after having been utterly embarrassed in front of hundreds of friends and relatives I expected to next see him at the reception. That’s not what happened.

After 5 minutes of recovery, he reentered the fray and took his place beside his brother to fulfill his sworn duties. Fair enough. I’m certain that his brother wanted him by his side on his special day. But a few minutes later he left the stage again having turned a sickening shade of whitish gray. Ok, no problem. He gave it a shot and he couldn’t continue on. And then he was back. Then gone again. Then back again! This went on three or four times. Each occasion more distracting than the last. It became an absurd game after a while and the pastor had to pause and wait for him to get into position. The other groomsmen had to switch positions, some would leave with him and come back on their own only to move again when the best man returned.

Finally it came time to exchange rings and the best man was so out of it he had to be reminded to get out the ring each time only to rifle through his pockets to find the things. Finally the ceremony was complete and the wedding party left the stage in pairs as is the custom. While the new couple was vociferously applauded, the best man received nearly equivalent adoration from the assembly I suppose for having endured this most hearty of adventures.

While Froggy has few equals in the empathy department, my patience for such folly has its limits. As far as I’m concerned, once you go down in the midst of the ceremony, you watch the rest on video the next day. This wedding will be remembered by all in attendance for his many unnecessary disruptions rather than for the demonstration of the young couple’s love to their family and friends. Although I don’t subscribe to the theory that the wedding itself will be an indication of the success of the marriage, they should pray that this adage is nothing more than an old wife’s tale because it couldn’t have gone much worse. On the bright side, they may have a shot at the Grand Prize on America’s Funniest Videos.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

The Social Security Post

While I certainly understand that I have little or no credibility on the issue of Social Security, I do have a stake in it and therefore an opinion. I have been waiting to hear some kind of feasible and realistic option for repairing the system and yesterday I think I may have heard the first good idea that has potential. It came from Dick Morris of all people on Hannity and Colmes.

His basic idea was to force people to make a choice about their future benefits, their retirement age, and how they might achieve that goal. Essentially the powers that be should determine several types of benefit levels based on actuarial reality, prior contributions, the person’s age, and the age at which they wish to begin receiving their benefit. Based on those parameters their FICA tax percentage they are willing to withhold should be instituted and imposed upon them until which time they reach the age of retirement. If you want a higher benefit to start at a lower age, then you should commit to paying more payroll tax to achieve that. If you would rather not accept a guaranteed benefit, then you should be able to sock away a significant percentage of your payroll taxes into a personal account and take your chances with the market. If you want to split the difference, then you may choose to forego a certain guaranteed benefit level and rely on a certain amount of allocation into a personal account.

That way the ball is in your court, and you go on into the future with eyes wide open knowing what to expect from the government and what you are expected to sacrifice now to achieve that. The fact is that hard choices need to be made now to ensure some amount of solvency is maintained in the system. Things cannot go on the way they are no matter how badly democrats wish it to be so. At the end of the day each of us is responsible for own resources. It isn’t the first time the government made a promise that it had no intention of keeping… and it surely won’t be the last. Might as well get over it.

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Even a Dog Learns Something From a Beating

But it seems that liberals don’t have the sense of a mangy dog. I am constantly disturbed by the unrelenting stupidity of the Left in America today. No matter how badly or completely they are beaten and repudiated, they simply refuse to stop taking a dump on the rug.

Easter Sunday 51 years ago a memorial to the war dead of San Diego was dedicated on Mt. Soledad in La Jolla, CA. 16 years ago a gaggle of self appointed authorities on the Constitution decided to launch an effort to scrape the Cross that is featured in the memorial from the site so that atheist crybabies around the world would no longer be subjected to its affront. It seems that the atheists have won this battle in their war against the historical piety of America and its tradition to honor its fallen heroes with symbols of the religion that carried them through the travails of war.

Yesterday a single judge sitting on the Superior Court of San Francisco County decided that he was right and millions of his fellow Californians (more than 60% of voters) were wrong when they chose to restrict marriage to its traditional form. This was after the Mayor of San Francisco openly flouted state law and more importantly the will of the people to marry homosexuals last year. The arrogance of this decision is perhaps one of the most breathtaking acts of judicial hubris that I have ever witnessed.

Reversing themselves and the laws of 17 states the US Supreme Court ruled this month that juvenile murderers could not be executed under any circumstances. The explanation of this ruling rested not on any established Constitutional foundation, but rather by citing international treaties, and the laws of other nations. It seems that feeling comfy at a DC cocktail party trumps the Constitution these days. SCOTUS has just launched the juvenile assassin program inside metro areas across the country.

To add to these recent examples there are countless others from the LA County seal to the abolition of nativity scenes at Christmas to the vile “baby killer” rhetoric spewing forth from ANSWER to “Republicans are evil” from the Chairman of the DNC. There is a concept known as blowback which says essentially that provocative actions tend to have unintended and often serious consequences. The potential for blowback is something that is taken into account (to the extent it can be predicted) when the US supports a person or policy that may be of questionable integrity. In so doing we obligate ourselves to accept the consequences of those activities and statements. This is what the Left has done to itself whether it is willing to admit it or not. Most recently Ward Churchill has said that chickens will come home to roost, and in that general statement he is right.

I think the American Left will be eating a lot of chickens in the coming years as they come home to roost. As for the rest of us, we’ll be having the Left for breakfast.

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Burka Brigades

Via LGF
Check out this freakshow

Saturday, March 12, 2005

This Hurts

It’s something I noticed a few weeks back when the Ward Churchill story was reaching its zenith. Churchill appeared at a rally on the campus of UC Boulder in an effort to gain popular support for his asinine statements regarding the victims of 9/11. He was joined onstage by Russel Means who played Chingachgook in the brilliant film “Last of the Mohicans.” In addition to the outstanding role he played in the film, Means is an Indian rights activist and supporter of other Indian “heroes” like Leonard Peltier.

While I know that idealizing movie characters and the roles they play is silly, the fact is I love that film and especially the scene at the end where Chingachgook avenges the death of his son Uncas. Uncas had just died trying to save his love while fighting the evil Magua (Wes Studi) making his father Chingachgook the “Last of the Mohicans.” The terror and vengeance displayed by Means upon seeing his son flung from a cliff always makes Froggy cry. The payoff revenge killing of Magua is perhaps one of the most satisfying moments ever captured on film. I can’t help but wish that faced with those circumstances, that I would have the ability and the will to do exactly as Chingachgook did. In addition, the blue battle staff that he wielded to strike down Magua is possibly the most perfect weapon of hand to hand combat that I have ever seen.

Means is obviously a deranged moonbat, and yet I lament the fact that he felt it necessary to inject himself into this debate. I could have lived my whole life knowing nothing of Means, and believing only in his existence as the just warrior of my fantasies.

Thursday, March 10, 2005

Future Darwin Award Recipient

Via Wizbang

Think you have what it takes to be a member of a 3 letter agency? I actually got turned down by the DEA, but this idiot made the cut. While giving a gun safety presentation to children, this knucklehead managed to shoot himself in the leg. It's not hard to tell that something bad is going to happen the way this loser is brandishing his GLOCK .40 like a Palestinian funeral party. Oh, did I forget to mention there was video? Click the link and enjoy the spectacle.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Froggy in Philly

Thank you so much for your overwhelming response to the baby name request. There are many great names amongst your submissions, and I personally appreciated the warmth and generosity of many of your comments. I'm in Philly this week at the Wharton School of Business which is part of the University of Pennsylvania for classes related to commercial real estate development. The classes are put on by the International Council of Shopping Centers ICSC and provide a great opportunity to learn more about the business and to meet and network with the top people in the industry. This is a very exciting time for Froggy with the tadpole on deck and big real estate deals bouncing around inside my skull. As you may have noticed the blogging production has fallen off in recent weeks, and while I enjoy writing about the issues of the day, time is a luxury. I will blog exactly as much as I can afford to, and that amount is in a constant state of flux. I would like to say that I truly value my readers and appreciate the relationship that I have with you all. So hang with me, and link me up when I'm any good.

BTW
If anybody out there is an architect, general contractor, owner's rep, broker or investor that has experience with mixed use development in Southern California, hit me with an email.

Saturday, March 05, 2005

Froggy's Baby Name Contest

Froggy will be adding a tadpole to the lilly pad this summer, and we're trying to come up with some interesting boy names. My readers are encouraged to leave your favorites in the comments. I'm not particularly interested in popular names or people trying to make jokes, but if you are fond of a name and want to put it down that would be great.

Victims of Our Own Success

Ever wonder why it seems that the US seems content to fight the GWOT with one hand tied behind our backs? I have, and it is a seemingly intractable issue and source of frustration for many Americans, Veterans, and Active Duty Servicemembers. We’ve all heard the stories of military lawyers vetting targets and miles of political red tape hamstringing military commanders from taking offensive actions against enemies in the field. Contrary to the conventional “wisdom” of left wing activists, the US military has been extremely cautious about “pulling the trigger” on suspected terrorist targets. Some of this can be attributed to some notable errors resulting in collateral damage that was quickly exploited by the MSM and the international left.

A couple of conversations I had last week with some friends close to the issue turned out to be a real eye opener. I spoke to a high ranking SOF operator currently in theater that bitterly complained to me about the machinations he has to endure in order to get Direct Action missions approved. Obviously this is not news, but it is disturbing nonetheless. Another former SOF operator who was intimately engaged in the planning of SOF missions during the initial invasion of Iraq explained to me why this is so.

US military technology is “50 years” ahead of that of our allies and light years ahead of the Neanderthals we are killing wholesale in Iraq and Afghanistan. He said that we are “updating” our allies constantly so that we can even coordinate operations with them. For example, US aircraft can place munitions in a 3 meter circle anywhere on the planet. This level of deadly accuracy is as much a burden as it is a blessing.

In WWII the US had to deploy hundreds of tons of munitions to destroy a designated target. Nowadays that target can be destroyed with a single bomb from nearly unlimited altitudes. The near incineration of Dresden during the allied bombing campaign of Germany is the most obvious example. There is no question that military targets abounded in the Dresden area, but the only way to strike them at that time was to essentially carpet bomb the region. Certainly no one would prefer this type of application of military power to an area with a large civilian population, but military imperatives and the limitations on targeting abilities conspired to produce a massacre.

A commander’s risk aversion with respect to collateral damage is directly related to his unit’s targeting accuracy. If he can reliably strike targets with a 3 meter circular error probability, he is expected to limit his collateral damage to a very narrow band. In the hyperaccountable environment of the US military, these expectations of accuracy place a very high price on failure. When failure is not an option, striking enemy targets becomes optional.

Friday, March 04, 2005

"These are good chimps," the woman said. "This is just devastating."

I'd say so lady, but not for the reason you’re describing. Devastation would seem to be a somewhat mild description of what St. James Davis (that is not a typo, his name is reported to be St. James) has endured at the Animal Haven Ranch in Bakersfield, CA.

“Dr. Maureen Martin, of Kern Medical Center, told KGET-TV of Bakersfield that the monkeys chewed most of Davis' face off and that he would require extensive surgery in an attempt to reattach his nose… Kern County Sheriff's Cmdr. Hal Chealander told The Bakersfield Californian that besides the damage to his face, Davis had his testicles and foot mauled off.”
Frankly, there are no words…
The Davises were at the Animal Haven Ranch to celebrate the birthday of Moe, a 39-year-old chimpanzee who was taken from their suburban Los Angeles home in 1999 after biting off part of a woman's finger. The couple had brought Moe a cake and were standing outside his cage when Buddy and Ollie, two of the four chimpanzees in the adjoining cage, attacked St. James Davis, Martarano said. Officials do not yet know how the chimps got out of their enclosure, he said. The son-in-law of the sanctuary's owner killed the animals… "He saw what was happening and had one kind of weapon with him and then got another he felt would be more substantial and shot them," Martarano said. "He pretty much saved a life."
Besides the obvious fact that housing wild animals that are not native to this hemisphere is a bad idea unless a Zoo is involved, this story coming on the heels of the Tiger incident in Ventura County is instructive. I shudder to think what might have become of some unlucky bastard that happened to run afoul of that hungry Bengal Tiger in the midst of a pick up Basketball game at the park. While it is unfortunate that these animals have ended up in the unenviable position of residing in places like the Animal Haven Ranch, there is no good reason to sustain them in their pitiable condition. So much more so as a result of the dangers that they pose.

I'm uncertain how to approach the subject of bringing a birthday cake to a Chimpanzee . I am not prepared to make personal judgement with respect to the Davis' and their proclivities with respect to their relationships with wild animals. And I do hope that St. James can somehow regain a quality of life somewhere north of carnival freak, but it doesn't look good.

Thank You Jesus

LGF has the story of an EOD tech that now has the opportunity to evaluate his existence and determine, "Why am I here?" I advised a friend to do this very thing a few years ago when he was run down by a speed boat in La Jolla Cove. My friend was struck in the head by the propeller while snorkeling, and survived only because his swimbuddy was there to help and the boat came back and picked him up. Times like these ought to inspire us all to recognize that, "By the the grace of God go I."

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Combat Fatality = Homicide?

It never ceases to amaze me how The Left is able to so cavalierly proclaim their ideas about the conduct of war with little or no practical experience and a reflexively Anti-American tone. Describing the career ending Non Judicial Punishment meted out to a Navy SEAL Lieutenant for “dereliction of duty and conduct unbecoming an officer” relating to the death of detainee Manadel al Jamadi…
“Yet again, we're concerned that nonjudicial punishment has been used in a case which was very serious," said John Sifton, a lawyer for Human Rights Watch. "It was a homicide, somebody died. Everybody's pointing the finger at everybody. Nobody's serving jailtime and this is becoming a pattern."
Wow John, that’s very astute of you to make the very compelling connection between somebody dying as a result of combat operations and the “fact” that a homicide has occurred. Maybe you can get some work as an advisor to the producers at Law & Order.

But frankly that is a matter of semantics. The real issue with respect to this SEAL’s case is that the military pathologist who investigated the case, Jerry Hodge said…
“the prisoner's broken ribs and bruised lungs most likely were not caused by the alleged beating he received from the SEALs, according to a summary of his interview last year with the CIA Inspector General's office, which was obtained by the AP. No external bruises were found that would indicate such a beating, he said.”
Meaning that not only is there no consensus that a “beating” even occurred while Jamadi was in the SEAL’s custody, stipulating that it did occur does not account for the condition that led to his death. And yet, apparently some “jailtime” is in order. Thank you Detective Sipowicz.

Essentially Human Rights Watch’s position is that if you are a member of a SEAL Platoon ordered to assault a terrorist safehouse in Iraq, your best concept of operations is to call for an airstrike on the building because, hey, don’t nobody deserve no beatin’. Right? Wait a minute, that could cause innocent Iraqi children to be murdered. OK, I know. You enter the building and shoot everybody (except the children, of course). Well, that could be a war crime because, what if the guy didn’t die from the first shot and then somebody shot him again? That could be considered shooting a wounded enemy. We already know that entering the building and forcibly taking a terrorist into custody is wrong because that is what happened here. Perhaps the Platoon could surround the house FBI style, and use a megaphone to call the guy out… with his hands up! That could actually be considered humiliating though. Probably the best thing to do is send him a Notice to Appear at the local detention facility. Give that a week; then somebody could go and post the Notice on his door and really scare the guy.

Obviously, Human Rights Watch does not consider any action in Iraq to be a worthwhile exercise and probably most things are construed as oppressive or cruel. Whatever. They are entitled to their bias which is the reason they are subsidized by The Left and hailed by moonbats everywhere. But they are not entitled to inject themselves into a legal proceeding in which they have no standing. Arrogant admonitions of punishment against innocent combat veterans may pay the bills, but it doesn’t make you right. Why don’t you take a nice little jaunt up to North Korea and see if anyone around there could use some “jailtime”... bitch.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

SEALs Playing Ranger

That’s a phrase I never thought I’d write. Nothing against my Ranger brothers, but SEALs aren’t in the habit of pretending to be Rangers… until now.

I just got the Military Channel last week at my house, and it is awesome! Tonight there was a reenactment of the battle for Robert’s Ridge in Afghanistan in 2002. My longtime readers will remember that Neil Roberts, for whom the ridge is named, was in my BUD/S class, and was just an outstanding guy. He fell from a helicopter during evasive maneuvers to avoid enemy fire on a mountaintop overlooking the Shah e Kot Valley in Eastern Afghanistan.

The focus of the program was the Ranger Quick Reaction Force (QRF) that was launched to rescue the five remaining SEALs and one CCT that went back for Neil once they realized he was missing. As the program progressed, I began to recognize the actors who were playing the Ranger and PJ QRF members because many of them were SEALs that I had known or served with! It was funny to see these guys, who don’t look like Rangers and who were SEALs, acting like Rangers reenacting a battle that was initiated by the first SEAL casualty of the GWOT. Did you catch that?

The most interesting thing is the psychology behind taking this acting assignment. All of the guys I recognized from the show were contemporaries of mine who, like me, never got the opportunity to go to war. The 90’s were a very disappointing time to be a SEAL; we trained just as much and as hard as the guys do today, but we were never let out of the cage. Imagine working very hard to make the New England Patriots football team. Imagine going through grueling summer camp, 2 a days, and hours of study and preparation only to have the season canceled. Knowing that your Team is the best in the world and that there are lots of “football” games that need to be played makes this situation all the more frustrating. But there’s no shortage of road trips, and the travel season is never over. Oh yeah, we couldn’t negotiate lucrative contracts, but were paid standard low rates with some minor incentive bonuses.

Many of us left in the late 90’s after having watched the Khobar towers and the Embassies in East Africa get bombed, and yet nothing was done to counter the aggression. By the time the USS Cole was hit, I had been out of the Navy for six months. It occurred to me that these friends of mine were pretending to fight in Afghanistan in some way to make up for the real world operations that they never got to go on. They say in the Teams that you can’t chase a war, it finds you. That has been very difficult for me to accept, and not everyone has been able to do it. Why do you think Blackwater and Triple Canopy are full of former Frogmen?

As for SEALs pretending to be Rangers, it may not be such a bad thing. After all, three Rangers and a PJ gave their lives to save some SEALs. HOOAHH.