Friday, April 5, 2019

Neapolitan


Originally posted in 2012.

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When I was a child, one of my greatest fears was being lost and separated from home and from my parents. For that reason, this real-life vignette got to me.

This past Friday, my friend and I were out running errands and we stopped by a gas station to fuel up. As my friend pulled up to the pump, he narrowly missed a rail-thin man who had walked right in front of his truck.

“Watch out, crack-head,” I said.

“No,” Todd countered. “That man is retarded. Down Syndrome, maybe.”

I gave the man a closer look and so it was. He had malformed ears and a slightly misshapen head. He was of either Korean or Chinese descent -- something which made him stand out in the area where the gas station is located.

His complexion and eyes were clear; he had an innocent smile on his face and a barely-healed gash on his right arm. He was no more than thirty years old. I watched as he headed toward the entrance to the gas station’s store, and then forgot about him for a minute.

As Todd went to pay for the gas, I sat in the truck and, like nearly everyone else in the First World, I picked up my phone to read my email and surf the Internet. But something told me to put the phone down.

I did and glanced toward the store entrance right at the moment when the store’s manager/owner -- either Middle-Eastern or Indian -- was pushing the young man out of the door. The smile was gone and the young man was resisting.

I could see Todd standing in line while watching the commotion. I steeled myself because I know that my friend has great empathy for beings weaker than himself, and that he isn’t shy about intervening to help said beings when they are being hurt. I got out of the truck.

As I headed toward the entrance, I could hear some of the other patrons saying things like, “Leave him alone,” “Stop fighting him; he doesn’t know any better,” “He’s retarded.”

Then a couple of patrons -- an older black man and a young Hispanic woman -- lead the man away from the store. They talked to him and comforted him as they kept him among the pumps and out of the way of approaching cars. He didn’t talk to them, nor did he speak during the whole encounter, but the smile was back.

Todd came back and began to pump his gas.

“Idiots in the store were saying things like ‘the hell with him; he’s not part of our community just because he’s Asian.”

“Fuck that stupid shit,” I exclaimed. “He’s a human being.” I looked at Todd.

“Please can we stay and help keep him of trouble?” I said. “I won’t be able to rest if I don’t know what happens to him.”

“Okay.”

Todd made a few phone calls and we stayed. I turned to the young woman.

“Has anyone called the police?”

“Yes, but they’re taking their time getting here,” she said.

“You want to go home, don’t you?” I asked the young man. The older man and the woman talked to him gently and tried to hold his hands to keep him from entering the store. He reacted as if they were playing with him and kept smiling at his new friends.

“I can’t stay here much longer,” said the older man, to whom the young man had taken a liking. “I have to take my sister to the doctor.”

“I’ll take care of him,” said Todd and we said our goodbyes.

So we waited and waited for the police to arrive. The young man tried to get back into the store, but Todd found gentle ways of stopping him. He and the young woman managed to corral the man right outside of the store.

“I’m having trouble keeping him out of there,” said Todd, laughing as the two played the hand-holding game. “I could do it easily but I don’t want to hurt him.”

The sweet smile remained. A minute later, one of the workers from the store -- a tall black man -- brought the young man an ice cream sandwich. Neapolitan. It stopped the struggle.

“I’m going to call the police again,” I said. I went to the truck to get my phone. Just when I connected with the emergency operator, a lone police car rolled up. I quickly told the operator what the situation was and disconnected.

One of the officers, a young woman, was going to lead the man away, but just as that was about to happen, an employee of the group home where the man lived came up to claim him and I found out why the young man liked the original older man so much: he was a dead ringer for the group home employee. Our new friend was going home.

The woman and I smiled, hugged each other, introduced ourselves, and praised God. Then Todd and I were off.

“He was just a child, a lost child,” said Todd later.

“A baby.”

“And all he wanted was some ice cream.”

I rested well that night.

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Wednesday, April 3, 2019

The Military Discriminates Against Transgender Persons -- and a Lot of Other People, Too

It’s always those who know nothing about the military that want to shape it toward their purposes, whatever those purposes may be. Of course, this never involves improving military deadliness readiness.

As an informed observer, the fun part is exposing the ignorance of the "reformers."

(Related side note: the Rathergate fraud was exposed because of several incredibly stupid mistakes the perpetrators made. One that receives less attention than the others is that official military letters are strictly formated in composition. The perps did not know this when they typed up the Rathergate fake letter and presented it to the public.)

Behold the irony.
Several Democratic lawmakers replaced the POW/MIA flags outside their Capitol Hill offices with transgender equality flags to protest President Trump’s new [sic] policy on transgender troops.
The National Center for Transgender Equality sent flags to all members of Congress, including Republicans, to commemorate “Trans Visibility Week,” Fox News reports.
Democratic presidential candidate Sen. Bernie Sanders, I-Vt., tweeted a photo of the door to his congressional office with the transgender equality flag standing in place of the usual black-and-white flag honoring prisoners of war and Americans missing in action.
Sanders’ tweet:

Sorry, Bern, but the military discriminates and will continue to discriminate.

 And many "forget" that it was President Obama who, in 2016, changed the military’s long-standing policy barring transgender individuals from serving in the military. President Trump simply reverted to the old policy.

Like almost all disqualifications for military service, the original transgender ban and the reinstated ban is strictly a military-readiness issue.  Simply, if your condition makes your presence dangerous for you and/or others in a war zone, you cannot enlist, not even as a Chairborne Ranger.

The old bans – those involving racial segregation and open homosexuality -- did not involve deployment risks and were merely sociological. That’s why they were discarded.

During my time of service, I served alongside several gay people -- Don’t-Ask-Don’t-Tell was a thing long before President Clinton made it official policy. I didn’t care about this and most people I know didn’t either. (As a matter of fact, several of my good friends have come out after leaving the USAF.)

The point is that these people served honorably and were not a hindrance to the missions of which they were a part.

And the notion that there is no place in the military for discrimination is laughable.

While I was active duty USAF, I had three career fields: Aircraft Armament Systems Specialist, Germanic Linguist, and Slavic Linguist (Russian). And – pertinent to this topic – in the Reserves, I was an Aeromedical Services Specialist and an EMT.

I have many talents.

As Reserve medics, we performed the paraprofessional part of annual physicals for both flight crews and ground personnel and for some new recruits; that is, immunizations, EKGs, hearing tests, eye exams, etc. (I was the NCOIC of the Immunization Clinic.)

And it was our duty to be familiar with the regulations regarding entry into service and continued service.

Those regulations list the terms of discrimination and the terms are manifold.

Here are a few which bar entry into military service:
  • Any immunodeficiency
  • Deafness
  • Blindness
  • Diabetes
  • Pregnancy
  • Absence of one kidney
  • Being too short or too tall
  • Asthma
  • Previous cold injury (frostbite)
  • Organ transplant recipient
Disqualifications for continued service are a little different, but the point is that the military is discriminatory by its very nature.

So, all the Democrat congressional wailing about the military's transgender ban is mere floor-showing.

And, a patriotic and honest person who is transgender would understand the reality of his/her situation and that of the military. I bet there are such people out there.

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Thursday, March 28, 2019

Russian Collusion Hoaxers Must Pay

Sandy Burglar.

RatherGate.

Loads of Obama stuff. For example, few remember that two sets of divorce court records belonging to his US Senate opponents were magically unsealed, causing him to win.

(Burglar was fined $50K. Bill Clinton probably hit his Paypal tip-jar. Oh wait .. that's my tip-jar.)

No one did anything about these and many other blatant crimes. No one went to jail.

Now the Russian Collusion Hoax.

President Trump must make them pay. And he will. They know it, too.

As a former USAF linguist, having held a high-level security clearance, and knowing full well what would have happened to me if I had "mishandled" classified information like the late Sandy Berger or built a server in my house for my classified email account like Hillary Clinton, I have simmered in low-level rage for over a decade as I watched them walk free after their deeds were exposed.

The only thing that makes me smile a little is imagining an unrepentant Sandy Berger explaining his little heist to the Almighty.

Bet that went over well!

Some commentators have said that President Trump and his supporters should be magnanimous in victory.

Bullshit.

If these people don't fry for trying to overthrow this president, they will just try it again, as they have been doing for decades. More than a half a century, in fact.

We have to make the consequences no longer worth risking.

Donald Trump has a history of crushing his enemies, and, as Thomas Wictor has been pointing out for a while, has it well-planned.

I want to see it, maybe in person. I want to see them finally pay for trying to turn my country into a third world shithole -- like they've done to my state.

And it will happen. I can smell it in the air.

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Monday, March 18, 2019

Underneath the Mask Evil Sometimes Wears


Straight white male murders a bunch of mostly straight white people.

Muslim male murders a bunch of mostly gay people.

Muslim male and Muslim female murder a bunch of people of nearly every race.

White male murders a bunch of mostly white children and some of their teachers.

White male domestic abuser murders a bunch of white Christians.

Asian male murders a bunch of people of every race.

And now …

White nihilists murder a bunch of Muslims.

And, black Muslims murder a bunch of black Christians.

I could go on and on, but call this a microcosm. Almost every observer wants to put his/her own political spin on these atrocities and I could put my own “War on Christianity” spin on it if I were inclined; and it is that. But there’s an overarching view to it.

Because too many view Christianity as a political ideology, it’s necessary to refute that and give its true meaning. Christianity is a relationship with God – one in which He defines the terms of the relationship. The terms are simple: acknowledge that Jesus is the Christ – the Messiah – and claim Him for your personal savior and your liege Lord.

For those who don’t do that, they put their trust in something and/or someone else -- or in nothing else.

This is not a criticism toward non-Christians. I’m just outlining the basis of my thought process.

I’ve said before that mass murderers and serial killers are demonically-possessed and I believe this more than ever. In whatever manner it may have come about, demons cross these murderers’ spiritual egresses and made themselves at home. As often as not, of course, the demons were invited. The demons then proceed to lie to them.

“You’ll feel better if you do this.”

“God wants you to do this.”

Your race will survive if you do this.

It will be fun/funny if you do this.”

This list of lies is not exhaustive.

And here is where I part company with those who want to put an ideological or even a religious spin on every iteration of mass death.

All the “justifications” are suits of camouflage.

The religious, political and carcass-worship manifestos? Please. The demons lie to the on-looking world just like they lie to their hosts.

The devil seeks to steal and destroy, and he does not care which method his children use to make it happens as long as it happens. And his greatest weapon is terror, both the feeling and the act. The two can create a seemingly inescapable circle. A Carousel of Hell.

I know. It’s easy for me to dispassionately say that it’s not about being a Muslim or a Christian or a homosexual or a conservative or whatever when no one I love has been the victim of these murders. And, perhaps that’s why I can see it, along with the fact that I naturally look for patterns when similar actions are repeated more than twice.

And, in the cases of these types of slaughters, the pattern is so obvious that it has almost become boring to witness. Almost.

There will be more because the Devil knows his time is short.

Your mission: to refuse to be terrorized. Also, don't be taken in by the terrorists appeals to tribalism -- even if that tribalism is labelled "Jesus."

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Friday, March 1, 2019

My February 2019 Post Digest for DaTechGuy Blog

Rent, electric, gas, insurance. Hit the tip-jar, if your are so inclined!

A Deeper Look at Northam -- linked by Instapundit
A two-meme pileup.

Antidote to Trump Anxiety
Experiment Fails Again
Bravo Sierra and Paying Attention
Not Dead, Just Resting
She Didn’t “Build” That
Why Do Hoaxers Hoax?
Underminers

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Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Donald Trump May Have Saved His Country

When the new abortion laws in New York state were signed by Governor Andrew Cuomo (D) and the words of Governor Ralph Northam (D-VA) became a news sensation, it was the first time in a long time that I felt true fear for this country.

So, I did what I’ve learned to do in such cases. I again apologized to God for my own sin of abortion and for other sins. As a result, I was reminded that my sins were already forgiven and that I needed to take my eyes off myself. After all, my personal repentance had no effect on the fact that other children were being murdered in that very moment.

Here's the thing. What puts us in danger of the wrath of God isn't that abortions happen. It's that we have incorporated abortion into the body of the nation. Abortion became law and, therefore became us. And when New York and Virginia happened, it was as though they (we*) were saying "screw you, God! We'll kill these babies coming out of the chute!"

We all know how it tends to go when God responds with "Okay, then."

And, that train of thought conjured the story of the prophet Jonah and his soggy trip to the city of Nineveh.

Most people remember only one thing about Jonah: that he had the unique experience of being swallowed by a whale or some other large sea creature and of living to tell the tale. But many forget why Jonah ended up in the belly of the beast.
1 Now the word of the Lord came unto Jonah the son of Amittai, saying,

2 Arise, go to Nineveh, that great city, and cry against it; for their wickedness is come up before me.
-- Jonah 1:1-2

God had told Jonah to go to Nineveh to inform the city that it was about to be judged for its sins. Instead, Jonah went in the opposite direction. God, however, can be very persuasive.


So, after the fish barfed Jonah up onto the beach, he went to Nineveh and walked the streets telling the inhabitants what God planned for them.
4 And Jonah began to enter into the city a day's journey, and he cried, and said, Yet forty days, and Nineveh shall be overthrown.
5 So the people of Nineveh believed God, and proclaimed a fast, and put on sackcloth, from the greatest of them even to the least of them.
6 For word came unto the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, and he laid his robe from him, and covered him with sackcloth, and sat in ashes.
7 And he caused it to be proclaimed and published through Nineveh by the decree of the king and his nobles, saying, Let neither man nor beast, herd nor flock, taste any thing: let them not feed, nor drink water:
8 But let man and beast be covered with sackcloth, and cry mightily unto God: yea, let them turn every one from his evil way, and from the violence that is in their hands.
9 Who can tell if God will turn and repent, and turn away from his fierce anger, that we perish not?
10 And God saw their works, that they turned from their evil way; and God repented of the evil, that he had said that he would do unto them; and he did it not.
-- Jonah 3:4-10

Nineveh’s leader leads his subjects in repentance – a 180-degree turn in direction -- and, it occurred to me that, unless this nation’s leader did a similar thing, we were in perilous danger of being overthrown, in whatever form that would take.

So, I began to pray that the president of the United States would call on the nation to repent.

And then it happened.
There could be no greater contrast to the beautiful image of a mother holding her infant child than the chilling displays our Nation saw in recent days. Lawmakers in New York cheered with delight upon the passage of legislation that would allow a baby to be ripped from the mother’s womb moments before birth. These are living, feeling, beautiful babies who will never get the chance to share their love and dreams with the world. And then, we had the case of the Governor of Virginia where he basically stated he would execute a baby after birth.
To defend the dignity of every person, I am asking the Congress to pass legislation to prohibit the late-term abortion of children who can feel pain in the mother’s womb.
Let us work together to build a culture that cherishes innocent life. And let us reaffirm a fundamental truth: all children — born and unborn — are made in the holy image of God.
-- President Donald J. Trump, 2019 State of the Union Address

Stark language, as we have come to expect from this president.

Some are saying that the president’s statement didn’t go far enough, but they missed something which I did not. The phrase ‘feeling pain’ is a tiny little grenade rolled into the ideological tent of the pro-abortionists; a seed planted. Children can feel pain long before they exit the womb and I’m looking forward to the emergence of earthly proof that children feel pain from conception.

Therefore, I contend that there may be a stay of execution of judgment on us. Maybe we haven't quite turned around, much less begun to walk in the opposite direction, but those words are indeed a halt of progress toward the point of no return.

So, I thank you very much, President Trump, for halting our march toward damnation.

*When the prophet Daniel addressed God about the sins of his nation, he said that "we have sinned," even though he, the individual, had not sinned.

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Tuesday, February 5, 2019

Goodbye Google Plus -- And Almost All Old Comments

Last week I received email from Google informing me that Google Plus was going away -- at least for low-traffic rabble like me. This wouldn't be a big deal except for one HUGE issue.

I misread the email and though I had until March 1st to fix things, but just discovered that all comments and followers that interacted with this blog via Google Plus are gone as of yesterday.

From my dashboard:


Apologies to all my commenters.

What I probably do: add Disqus. But I am considering returning to Typepad. The only reason I went away from it is that I had been using its monthly paid service for years, and when my descent into penury began in 2014, I changed to Typepad's free service. But Blogspot's free service was better, so I moved to this platform.

That you get what you pay for remains a constant in the universe.

Suggestions?

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My January 2019 Post Digest for DaTechGuy Blog

My 2018 Posts That You Might Not Have Noticed
Silenced and Broke -- Linked by Instapundit
Why Big GOP Hates Donald Trump
Voyage to the Edge
That Time When God Said: “Watch This!”
They Want to Make Him Pay
While We Weren’t Looking
More on Nathan Phillips
Why Stacey Abrams Will Give the Democrats’ Response to the SOTU -- If you have to picked one to read today

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Monday, February 4, 2019

Manifestation

A week ago today, I declared this.


As it happens, my miracle is in progress. Thank you, God, for being You. And thank You for bringing good people into my life.

The battle continues.

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