Recently, and previously, I have bitten, and harshly, those who attack my majority ethnicity as it is commonly construed. Why defend something I am not even close to being wholly or purely? Because it is closer to good and kind and just than the options. If you do not believe me, than pick a nation of an ethnicity other than which I speak of which you would choose to move. Find one nation with a different racial or religious majority that is more generous to their minorities, most of those differing nations being nearly genocidal to us and others and quite often their own. Then to have diverse racial equality or even superiority shoved at me every day from the left is enough to make me turn away, forever, from their positions on this, and everything else, in disgust. But to then have “conservatives” offer up that plate of feces as if they were offering me the holy grail just ends the deal. I will leave them a little gift in their comment plates. Hopefully, they will understand. But, I am seeing, most Americans are too blinded to their stupidity to be saved. Perhaps there are no more real conservatives who actually believe merit is how a man, regardless of race, religion, or whatnot should make it?
Am I a racist? If I am forced to choose, yes. I know which side of a locked wall I want to be on. If you do not, good on you but do not expect my help or respect. Especially if you decide to artificially support the group you have chosen to join. If you obviously choose to disrespect my apparent race, if our races are the same, in order to be included in some other racial group, you will do so without my blessing and with a verbal stick in your eye. I will let you know that it is not acceptable to disrespect my race (sex, religion, or anything else) for your folly. You want friends of a different race, cool. You racially debase yourself (thus me) to have those friends, again, a poke in the eye. I hope that verbal poke leads to intellectual and spiritual inflammation. For, surely, you are already poisoned and sick. And, you could never have been my friend to run down our race for your “new friends”. Beyond, if they were your friends, they would not want such a thing. It is grotesque. You are the worst form of racist, the one who starts at home. Is not the best and worst of any virtue or evil the one that starts at home?
My new neighbor seems to be an example of the bias against white people in society today. She is white, as are her two or three girlfriends. All of them seem to be single, yet most are pregnant and already have a black kid each. They seem to be being hit so hard about being white they do not even bother hooking up with their own, instead, offering themselves and their womb in apology for slavery they had nothing to do with to people who probably were not even related to slaves. It is so common here, and sad. I guess that is public education, but then again, even private schools have been invaded by this multicultural sickness.
Now, I am going to ask this once. Show me one part of the multicultural disease which has helped any part of society? Has it improved public education in any way? Has it reduced crime? Has it created a better work force? Has it strengthened social bonds? Has it improved international cooperation? Has it brought about God’s will? If you cannot say yes to any of these, and give sterling examples, then you must kill the beast if you can. I will certainly give it my best shot. Until it is done correctly, I will refuse to join it, the Empire that created it, and the drone army that supports and attempts foists it upon me like sick zombies trying to share their undeath, or the aids infected proffering to me the dark gift, or the other type of NAZIs and communists offering me their own other twisted misinformation and madness. Keep your disease in your pocket, it does not spend here.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Internet access is still not secure.
More news regarding the flood. Remember when I mentioned that the earlier estimates of the crest being both much higher and much later had mysteriously been changed? I am correct, and I have found the probable source for the change. You see, while the flood waters in Cedar Rapids is receding, and quickly, after they crested, the flood waters here in Iowa City and Coralville are not subsiding, and will not subside for up to a week. I had to ask myself how that was at all possible. Yes, the two rivers are separate rivers, but the only difference in the make-up of the two systems is a dam on the Iowa River (the one that goes through Iowa City and Coralville, the one that is maintaining the crest level for a week or more). I must assume that the dam and system of reservoirs consisting of several lakes, various cutbacks, and other systems, found a way to pack a BUNCH more water somewhere. They had to have flooded nearly a new lake, though they can probably account for some not to insignificant water via their transfer system, if they do it correctly. Why they will not discuss it is anybodies guess. I would have to guess that they used lots of privately owned land, and in a disputed manner. In this case, I am for that use. But in these litigious times, it is probably best to keep all the details behind closed doors. There is no guarantee that is the way of it, just a strong suggestion. And no, I am not going to poke around more.
As I said, my internet access remains hit and miss. My neighbor does not get internet access at all! Our ISP is the same company, we live 30 to 40 feet away, and we are nowhere near the flooding. I wish I had wireless set up, I would gladly share. He has the equipment, but I just do not have time to try and set it up! I do feel bad. He needs to download documents, articles, and such in his research. He is working toward a Ph. d. in English. I love his work, though I could never do it. I have seen his personal work, at least once, and I must admit to being impressed. I had thought English had gone to the dogs, to socialists, feminists, and communists. I think, for the most part, it has. I suppose even the dogs have to try to get someone in who has some actual talent in order to lay some claim to the existence of their department. Perhaps outside pressure, from, you know, people who know but who are no longer deadened to the nihilism of modern academe. Perhaps past graduates from the heydays of academic prowess who see and demand better and more from the current dead society which took over from the golden years.
Yeah, I just woke from a nap, if you must know. *laughs* No, I am not grumpy. Shut up and leave me alone, or you get it next, my fair target plumb. And, I am hungry! I thought to order pizza, I have been dreaming about it I think. But then I realized… the only places which deliver or even offer carry-out, from which I would even consider ordering pizza, are under-water! Arghhhhh! I do not wish to cook. I am not interested in going out, really. But, I think I will head out and get something. Just to not add dishes to the pile that is there. A pile which must be ‘cured’ before I leave. There is a place that makes a burrito which I cannot put one of my massive paws completely around. Though shorter than my manhood, it is pretty long too. *blush* Cheese, black or pinto beans, rice, beef, chicken, or pork, and all the fillings one might expect as options (black olives, jalapeños, tomato onion and something mixed, hot sauce, etc), plus the tortillas are fresh pressed while you watch, all combined into a very good burrito.
Oh, right! I found my way across the river today. My favored store for meats on this side of the river is underwater, but there is a back-up across the river. A not too harried drive found me in that store. And, my favored steaks were on sale! Ribeyes, boys and girls, a whole cut of them. I was so excited, I ordered a roast of steaks before I remembered I was not even sure if I could find dry ice. Doh! It all worked out. I drove a little farther, to Hy-Vee. I sort of lucked out with the Hy-Vee, however. They were the last turn off I could get to before that particular road (Highway 6) went underwater. And, they had not only the dry ice, but also a pale to shi… uhm, put the steaks and ice in that is. I hope to share a few of these around. But there are not as many as I thought their might be, even with me only getting inch and a quarter cuts. If I was not so close financially, with the uncertainty factor and the price of gas, I would get another cut. Hmmm, let me count then think. Well, I do have some extra t-bones I could bring too, I dunno. I might have to take some other meats, and experiment with various cooking methods while on the road.
My workout went well. It was very tight. I can tell I have been negligent. Still, I got it done and hope I can work out Wednesday as well. It does feel good to get it done. No one else will notice, but… the weight belt is going on a lot easier. Yes, I still have a nearly award winning beer belly, but the thing is only big in total mass. For my size, it is becoming a bit anemic looking. To think, in my prime, I though a pinch was fat. That was all I had, and only if I had had recent access to steaks and cases of beer it seems. At 240 pounds, I could only just squeeze a layer of skin between my finger and thumb at my worst. I never worked out a true six pack, I was not into the pretty boy look of it. I wonder if I can even get back to that? Benching 500, a 31 inch waist, no love handles, 240-250… I do not know about that. Perhaps that is only for boys? Well, at least I know I am meaner, hehe, mostly because running is not really a possible tactical solution for low level threats, so vicious when cornered has to do. Bah, I even avoid that necessity these days. Just an old dog, with ticks, fleas, and dreams. Grrrhhhh, hrumph.
As I said, my internet access remains hit and miss. My neighbor does not get internet access at all! Our ISP is the same company, we live 30 to 40 feet away, and we are nowhere near the flooding. I wish I had wireless set up, I would gladly share. He has the equipment, but I just do not have time to try and set it up! I do feel bad. He needs to download documents, articles, and such in his research. He is working toward a Ph. d. in English. I love his work, though I could never do it. I have seen his personal work, at least once, and I must admit to being impressed. I had thought English had gone to the dogs, to socialists, feminists, and communists. I think, for the most part, it has. I suppose even the dogs have to try to get someone in who has some actual talent in order to lay some claim to the existence of their department. Perhaps outside pressure, from, you know, people who know but who are no longer deadened to the nihilism of modern academe. Perhaps past graduates from the heydays of academic prowess who see and demand better and more from the current dead society which took over from the golden years.
Yeah, I just woke from a nap, if you must know. *laughs* No, I am not grumpy. Shut up and leave me alone, or you get it next, my fair target plumb. And, I am hungry! I thought to order pizza, I have been dreaming about it I think. But then I realized… the only places which deliver or even offer carry-out, from which I would even consider ordering pizza, are under-water! Arghhhhh! I do not wish to cook. I am not interested in going out, really. But, I think I will head out and get something. Just to not add dishes to the pile that is there. A pile which must be ‘cured’ before I leave. There is a place that makes a burrito which I cannot put one of my massive paws completely around. Though shorter than my manhood, it is pretty long too. *blush* Cheese, black or pinto beans, rice, beef, chicken, or pork, and all the fillings one might expect as options (black olives, jalapeños, tomato onion and something mixed, hot sauce, etc), plus the tortillas are fresh pressed while you watch, all combined into a very good burrito.
Oh, right! I found my way across the river today. My favored store for meats on this side of the river is underwater, but there is a back-up across the river. A not too harried drive found me in that store. And, my favored steaks were on sale! Ribeyes, boys and girls, a whole cut of them. I was so excited, I ordered a roast of steaks before I remembered I was not even sure if I could find dry ice. Doh! It all worked out. I drove a little farther, to Hy-Vee. I sort of lucked out with the Hy-Vee, however. They were the last turn off I could get to before that particular road (Highway 6) went underwater. And, they had not only the dry ice, but also a pale to shi… uhm, put the steaks and ice in that is. I hope to share a few of these around. But there are not as many as I thought their might be, even with me only getting inch and a quarter cuts. If I was not so close financially, with the uncertainty factor and the price of gas, I would get another cut. Hmmm, let me count then think. Well, I do have some extra t-bones I could bring too, I dunno. I might have to take some other meats, and experiment with various cooking methods while on the road.
My workout went well. It was very tight. I can tell I have been negligent. Still, I got it done and hope I can work out Wednesday as well. It does feel good to get it done. No one else will notice, but… the weight belt is going on a lot easier. Yes, I still have a nearly award winning beer belly, but the thing is only big in total mass. For my size, it is becoming a bit anemic looking. To think, in my prime, I though a pinch was fat. That was all I had, and only if I had had recent access to steaks and cases of beer it seems. At 240 pounds, I could only just squeeze a layer of skin between my finger and thumb at my worst. I never worked out a true six pack, I was not into the pretty boy look of it. I wonder if I can even get back to that? Benching 500, a 31 inch waist, no love handles, 240-250… I do not know about that. Perhaps that is only for boys? Well, at least I know I am meaner, hehe, mostly because running is not really a possible tactical solution for low level threats, so vicious when cornered has to do. Bah, I even avoid that necessity these days. Just an old dog, with ticks, fleas, and dreams. Grrrhhhh, hrumph.
Good, good, and good.
It was a bit of an imposition to prepare to be gone, essentially, three days early. But I am ready. As I have mentioned, however, I will not need to leave early. The good thing about this is three fold, however. First, now I can really refine my gear, the packing, and my lists. Second, I can spend some real time packing the Xterra so that I can more easily use the Xterra as a sleeping compartment more easily, if need be, and so that my gear is placed in the vehicle in an orderly fashion. And, lastly, I no longer need to rush. I should be able to do all of this in a rather leisurely fashion, resting as needed and recommended, and taking care of my apartment as I am doing so in order that I have a kempt apartment awaiting my return.
I checked with Fedex last night, actually. I just could not wait and they did have a phone number. The woman I eventually spoke with indicated she did not know when the package would be delivered, but that it had not been destroyed or lost. I am not sure if we were on the same page, so I indicated that the facility where the package last tracked was in Cedar Rapids, which is in a flooded state. She just would not or could not confirm or deny anything other than that her information concluded that the package was merely delayed. Fine, no real information. Nothing more than I had before waiting a half hour to speak to someone. I checked, online, this morning. The package is loaded and being delivered, or so it says. If they are taking the official detour, delivery will be four hours late. If they are taking the practical detour known to locals, I might have it as early as now, or earlier (though I have strong doubts about earlier except as a theoretical possibility no longer in my current realm of realistic probabilities, give or take, besides, if somehow, through inexplicable causation, I receive the package earlier, I will not be writing this). *laughs* Yeah, I think that way.
I am going to have to wrap a few things up locally. I am checking with my neighbor. His wife and daughter are set to go to a mother and daughter function for several days today, I think. Since we had not been able to get together earlier, and since I am leaving Wednesday, and with his new grill, he asked me to contact him today and see about a barbeque. Well, grilling anyway, I never add sauce to t-bones. He and his family will be leaving for a vacation before I return, I believe. Which means I will not be seeing them for well over a month, maybe closer to two months. It’s a bummer, but I think I will try and get out more when I get back (water permitting). Perhaps I will be able to be his fishing guide, for once. It would be great to be able to pay him back for his help in outdoor access, advice, and such.
I also need to speak with several men from my church. One of the men volunteered with me, and I think I will stop by his home this afternoon or tomorrow afternoon, depending on when the cookout is. As well, I need to speak with another gentleman about our bible study. It has been postponed until next Wednesday. However, I will not be here, so I would like to check in with him, let him know what I am doing and roughly when I will be back, and get that straightened out. This is a good lot of gents and I want to both keep on good footing with them, and create then maintain personal bonds with them. I know, many may differ greatly politically, but I have decided the church is stronger than politics, and I am no longer represented by any politician or party to any great extent at this time in any case. I should also let the church know I will be leaving. I did not get to church yesterday. I know that with only one way (I-80, and that part under construction) for me (and everyone else in Coralville) to cross to Iowa City, the trip would take an exorbitant amount of time and the chance of just not making it while also blocking up traffic seemed to put the event out.
I am also trying to figure a way to bring a load of steaks with me. I have promised my friend in Nevada a few, I would like to offer a few to my first host and hostess, and there are others and places along the way where a steak would be good to share. These will be Iowa, corn fed, top of the line steaks. I am not sure if they will be ribeye or t-bone, but they should be pretty good. That is, if I can find the right sized cooler, dry ice, and figure out how to put them together. No promises, only a plan.
I may drive over to Iowa City, just to check things out one more time, before I go. I hear that the water level is going down. I am not sure if the sandbagging did end up helping, at least so far if it did. I am not sure what traffic is like currently, but the last time I attempted to cross I-80, during a relatively slow time of the night, it took about an hour to get what would usually have been a 10-15 minute drive during a busy time. Being that it is day, that what classes are offered are probably back in session, that businesses are beginning to operate and more surely, with at least one of the interchanges closed, and with the road work on I-80, I am guessing it will be a bit of a trip. Well, maybe I will not go. Hmm, I could see how well the traffic is moving before committing.
I checked with Fedex last night, actually. I just could not wait and they did have a phone number. The woman I eventually spoke with indicated she did not know when the package would be delivered, but that it had not been destroyed or lost. I am not sure if we were on the same page, so I indicated that the facility where the package last tracked was in Cedar Rapids, which is in a flooded state. She just would not or could not confirm or deny anything other than that her information concluded that the package was merely delayed. Fine, no real information. Nothing more than I had before waiting a half hour to speak to someone. I checked, online, this morning. The package is loaded and being delivered, or so it says. If they are taking the official detour, delivery will be four hours late. If they are taking the practical detour known to locals, I might have it as early as now, or earlier (though I have strong doubts about earlier except as a theoretical possibility no longer in my current realm of realistic probabilities, give or take, besides, if somehow, through inexplicable causation, I receive the package earlier, I will not be writing this). *laughs* Yeah, I think that way.
I am going to have to wrap a few things up locally. I am checking with my neighbor. His wife and daughter are set to go to a mother and daughter function for several days today, I think. Since we had not been able to get together earlier, and since I am leaving Wednesday, and with his new grill, he asked me to contact him today and see about a barbeque. Well, grilling anyway, I never add sauce to t-bones. He and his family will be leaving for a vacation before I return, I believe. Which means I will not be seeing them for well over a month, maybe closer to two months. It’s a bummer, but I think I will try and get out more when I get back (water permitting). Perhaps I will be able to be his fishing guide, for once. It would be great to be able to pay him back for his help in outdoor access, advice, and such.
I also need to speak with several men from my church. One of the men volunteered with me, and I think I will stop by his home this afternoon or tomorrow afternoon, depending on when the cookout is. As well, I need to speak with another gentleman about our bible study. It has been postponed until next Wednesday. However, I will not be here, so I would like to check in with him, let him know what I am doing and roughly when I will be back, and get that straightened out. This is a good lot of gents and I want to both keep on good footing with them, and create then maintain personal bonds with them. I know, many may differ greatly politically, but I have decided the church is stronger than politics, and I am no longer represented by any politician or party to any great extent at this time in any case. I should also let the church know I will be leaving. I did not get to church yesterday. I know that with only one way (I-80, and that part under construction) for me (and everyone else in Coralville) to cross to Iowa City, the trip would take an exorbitant amount of time and the chance of just not making it while also blocking up traffic seemed to put the event out.
I am also trying to figure a way to bring a load of steaks with me. I have promised my friend in Nevada a few, I would like to offer a few to my first host and hostess, and there are others and places along the way where a steak would be good to share. These will be Iowa, corn fed, top of the line steaks. I am not sure if they will be ribeye or t-bone, but they should be pretty good. That is, if I can find the right sized cooler, dry ice, and figure out how to put them together. No promises, only a plan.
I may drive over to Iowa City, just to check things out one more time, before I go. I hear that the water level is going down. I am not sure if the sandbagging did end up helping, at least so far if it did. I am not sure what traffic is like currently, but the last time I attempted to cross I-80, during a relatively slow time of the night, it took about an hour to get what would usually have been a 10-15 minute drive during a busy time. Being that it is day, that what classes are offered are probably back in session, that businesses are beginning to operate and more surely, with at least one of the interchanges closed, and with the road work on I-80, I am guessing it will be a bit of a trip. Well, maybe I will not go. Hmm, I could see how well the traffic is moving before committing.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
The crest is nigh?
So they say. The news today indicates that the Iowa River has crested, or is within an inch or two. In spite of two weeks of being told the crest would not be here until Monday midnight at the earliest or Thursday at the latest, with all bets off if we received more rain. We received more rain three times, each having areas with 3-5 inches, and the area which received rain was fairly large, if the rain went through in only a few hours, it still seems very odd to me. Something does not add up. I will not dig, I do not care. I suppose I should just accept the good news and hope that it allows my trip to go off as hoped, with a little less stress, on time, rested, and without the fear of maybe coming home to a flooded apartment.
My cell phone was interesting, but it is not as powerful as I had hoped. It functions, but in a fairly limited manner. I can, as I have said, only guarantee that I can receive email and perhaps view blogs, news, and such. My ability to function within my blog, leave comments on other blogs, or do business online, is all rather dubious. Success has been very limited, with only one application being successful out of 3 or 4 things I attempted. Again, it may have been because everyone who lost access as I did was attempting to do the same thing I was and the demand was higher than the system is truly able to maintain. I am also not sure if the use of email or internet, while I travel, will cost more (or even if it is accessible at all, save maybe for certain in larger cities).
I plan on finishing all but the very last check of my packing today. Everything I had hoped to wash, save for a few last things (which I am currently wearing and which will not be going with). My house is a bit of a mess, but as things become packed to go or packed or stored otherwise, this will clear up. And, as things go into the Xterra, or on hangers and in drawers, life should become more comfortable. I am trying to use as few dishes as possible, snacking, reusing pans, paper plates, and fresh fruit seem to be the way. I await one final delivery. However, that package, at last update, was in Cedar Rapids. I will find out Monday, hopefully, whether the package is delayed and might make it by Wednesday or whether the package has been destroyed or lost in the flood. I do not know where the UPS package system exists in Cedar Rapids so I cannot be sure if it has been flooded.
In my rush to expedite my preparedness to leave, I have been missing my medicines. Yes, I know, but pushing my awake time and being completely out of my schedule have combined to throw me off that track. I am on them, again, as of this morning. As well, workouts have been delayed. I am hoping to work out tomorrow and Wednesday. I know, but I really had to push so that I could get out tomorrow if I really had to leave. If the river was still rising as it had been, I would have had no choice. I might have been flooded out by late tomorrow! I am still not quite off the adrenaline rush, but I do need to kick it down for the final stages of my planning, which will require intellectual agility rather than raw strength, energy, and personal push. As well, I am actually feeling the drain and near nausea caused by running on adrenaline for too long.
Thanks for all the prayers. Since I did not end up requiring some of them, though they may have played a role in my dry times, I will release them to all the others out there who do (and still may) need them. I certainly add my prayers for those who are out and suffering. Thankfully, so far, no deaths. And, it looks like only Iowa City has even needed to worry about looting (and put a curfew in place… thanks, I.C. and Coralville, for all those graduates of inner-city Chicago you snuck in without letting citizens even know what you were doing!). They obviously do not fit here, this is not the way Iowans comport themselves.
My cell phone was interesting, but it is not as powerful as I had hoped. It functions, but in a fairly limited manner. I can, as I have said, only guarantee that I can receive email and perhaps view blogs, news, and such. My ability to function within my blog, leave comments on other blogs, or do business online, is all rather dubious. Success has been very limited, with only one application being successful out of 3 or 4 things I attempted. Again, it may have been because everyone who lost access as I did was attempting to do the same thing I was and the demand was higher than the system is truly able to maintain. I am also not sure if the use of email or internet, while I travel, will cost more (or even if it is accessible at all, save maybe for certain in larger cities).
I plan on finishing all but the very last check of my packing today. Everything I had hoped to wash, save for a few last things (which I am currently wearing and which will not be going with). My house is a bit of a mess, but as things become packed to go or packed or stored otherwise, this will clear up. And, as things go into the Xterra, or on hangers and in drawers, life should become more comfortable. I am trying to use as few dishes as possible, snacking, reusing pans, paper plates, and fresh fruit seem to be the way. I await one final delivery. However, that package, at last update, was in Cedar Rapids. I will find out Monday, hopefully, whether the package is delayed and might make it by Wednesday or whether the package has been destroyed or lost in the flood. I do not know where the UPS package system exists in Cedar Rapids so I cannot be sure if it has been flooded.
In my rush to expedite my preparedness to leave, I have been missing my medicines. Yes, I know, but pushing my awake time and being completely out of my schedule have combined to throw me off that track. I am on them, again, as of this morning. As well, workouts have been delayed. I am hoping to work out tomorrow and Wednesday. I know, but I really had to push so that I could get out tomorrow if I really had to leave. If the river was still rising as it had been, I would have had no choice. I might have been flooded out by late tomorrow! I am still not quite off the adrenaline rush, but I do need to kick it down for the final stages of my planning, which will require intellectual agility rather than raw strength, energy, and personal push. As well, I am actually feeling the drain and near nausea caused by running on adrenaline for too long.
Thanks for all the prayers. Since I did not end up requiring some of them, though they may have played a role in my dry times, I will release them to all the others out there who do (and still may) need them. I certainly add my prayers for those who are out and suffering. Thankfully, so far, no deaths. And, it looks like only Iowa City has even needed to worry about looting (and put a curfew in place… thanks, I.C. and Coralville, for all those graduates of inner-city Chicago you snuck in without letting citizens even know what you were doing!). They obviously do not fit here, this is not the way Iowans comport themselves.
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