Sunday Breakfast Burrito

I’m not a Rule 5 guy, but I’ve noticed that three of my top five posts involve bikini-clad women, and the fourth one is a close up of two women sipping cocktails. Hmmm… But I take comfort that Jesus is still #1.





Your Government Can’t Save You

There’s a serial bomber on the loose in Phoenix. Where’s Heimatlandsicherheit? Where’s Janet Napolianitano? Needle attacks in New York, children setting other children on fire in Florida…

We are an ill society, and no amount of government can protect us from ourselves. If someone wants to randomly shoot into people’s houses, or destroy as many others as possible with his car, he can do it, and get a lot of damage done before somebody intervenes. Someone can punch fellow pedestrians as he walks down the street or snatch a child that has strayed.

That’s life, and it’s why culture, morality and virtue matter more than the number of pie wagon bureaucrats we have on the public taxpayer-funded dole.

The Scott Walker Indictment Thing

What was behind a teary-eyed Fathead Ed Schultz bawling that "Scott Walker could very well be indicted in the coming days?"

Here’s the only halfway credible article I could find. It’s written by a lefty blogger in the normally sane Forbes Magazine: Is Scott Walker Facing Indictment? By Rick Ungar.  There could be something there, but we'll have to wait and see.

Go Army!

I took the kids out to Fort Carson yesterday to see the live fire demo they had prepared for the public.  It was really cool, with lots of static displays.  It started with a 6 humvee convoy coming under attack, exchange of small arms fire, then a blackhawk came in for a dustoff as they towed the disabled vehicle and called in reinforcements to bring down the bad guys.  They fired howitzers and tactical rockets and then two F-16s came in low to bomb an enemy position.

It brought back some memories.  You never appreciate that stuff as you do when you're being mortared and then you hear those F-16s screaming in low, cutting through the sky to bomb the crap out of the perps, and the artillery fire is music to your ears.  It was 90 degrees out and I had goosebumps.

I was more at home as we went through the support tent, since that featured my area of commo:  Radios, computers and satcom.  It was really neat being back in a tactical environment, even if I was merely among the herd of observers that included little kids and grandmas.  I also enjoyed seeing all the uniforms again and talking turkey with the Signal Battalion troops.

Hopefully we will continue to unwind our overseas contingencies and these types of exercises on our own territory will again become the norm.