The insanity continues. Imagine that you and your wife are enjoying a meal at a riverside restaurant when someone cruises up in a boat and starts shooting, killing your wife and several others. Or that you are having a drink at your local bar when someone walks in and starts shooting, killing and then turns around and calmly leaves. Another? You are praying in your church when shots ring out and parishioners are wounded or killed. All of this occurred within a matter of days in different parts of our country. In many, the shooter then commits suicide.
It has finally happened; we’ve found ourselves in a situation where we are reluctant to leave our homes, fearing some nutcase will end our lives for no apparent reason while we grocery shop or fill our tanks . . . or grab a bite to eat. Meanwhile, duly appointed law enforcement officers are targeted simply for carrying out their duties. It is my understanding that the Communist News Network has developed a digitized format which allows ICE officers to be tracked, not only by location, but by what they are wearing!
Personally, I am not pleased with the way Donald Trump chose to handle the illegal immigrant problem. I believe he created the dangers his ICE agents are facing with these very public raids. A better and safer method would have been a quiet concerted effort to locate illegals with long criminal arrest histories and deporting or imprisoning them. This, as opposed to raiding farms and businesses and arresting illegals whose only crime other than illegal entry is working to feed their families.
Before I continue, I must make a personal apology to Senator John Fetterman from Pennsylvania. When he was elected, I couldn’t comprehend how this individual defeated who I felt was a much more competent and experienced candidate. However, he expresses far more intellect and intelligence than any ten of his fellow Democrats combined. “Senator Fetterman, I most humbly apologize for underestimating your abilities. If I was Pennsylvania resident, I would cheerfully vote for you in coming elections. But . . . please dress appropriately?”
As most of you are aware, we are just hours away from a government shutdown and “Chuckie” is making no effort to prevent it from happening. How this individual has managed to remain in Congress for decades is something I will never begin to comprehend. I’ve heard that he may not be re-elected and that his nemesis is none other than Another Odious Communist! Our country will then revert to only forty-nine states . . . and the People’s Republic of New York.
On to other things: In the past few days, I’ve found myself reminiscing about the time I spent in Germany sixty-odd years ago. (Caution! If you find me recounting the same events, please keep in mind the age of the author.)
I spent thirty-one months stationed at Seventh Army Headquarters near Stuttgart. At that time, it was still two Germanys and the Cold War was raging. Because I’m terrified of electricity, the army made me a power generator specialist and we supported Seventh Army in the field which meant negotiating narrow German cobblestone streets while driving a five-ton truck and pulling a trailer with an additional 60KW generator. The army was always paying for damage to buildings as a result of these convoys, but the residents turned out in bunches to watch.
Eventually, my commanding officer learned that I had been a schoolteacher in civilian life and transferred me to headquarters where I handled education and training. It was in this capacity that in June, 1963 I was able to witness something which I will never forget. I was at the edge of the landing area when the helicopters set down and President John F. Kennedy exited one with then Army Secretary Elvis Stahr. Kennedy was on his way to give his famous Ich bin ein Berliner speech. Who would have dreamed that he’d be gone almost exactly five months later. The announcement was made on the Armed Forces Network that fateful day as I was driving back to the Post and, at first, I thought they were doing a drama on Lincoln. Years later, I visited the site in Dallas where it took place and relived my German tour and the evening I heard the news.
Speaking of news, currently it is all spewing hate. Individuals who do so from the relative safety of their closets are despicable. I have a challenge for you; dare to approach me and display your hatred one-on-one. Do you think you could possibly accomplish that? I would be amazed and, candidly, impressed. And I would even be very happy to help you pick up your teeth!
Paco
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