Another Tuesday for greetings,
Since I use the search engine www.duckduckgo.com, I will start with another duck joke this week. Walter, who has been posting my letters is a graduate of University of Oregon in Eugene, Oregon. Other than the time problem with east and west coasts I enjoy watching the Ducks play football.
A duck walks into a general store . . . and asks the manager:
- "Got any fresh fruit?"
- "Got any fresh vegetables?"
- "No. We have only canned and dry goods."
The next day, the duck returns:
- "Got any fresh fruit?"
- "Got any fresh vegetables?"
- "No. I told you yesterday, we have only canned and dry goods. If you come back tomorrow and ask me the same question, I'll nail your flippers to the floor."
On the 3rd day, the duck walks in and asks:
- "Got any nails?"
- "Got any fresh fruit?"
There is a quotation that I have always liked. “The enemy of my enemy is my friend.” It is an old saying and has an irrefutable logic, sort of like one and one is two. I feel it must be quite old, but I will check on the internet.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend is an ancient proverb which suggests that two opposing parties can or should work together against a common enemy. The earliest known expression of this concept is found in a Sanskrit treatise on statecraft dating too around the 4th century BC, while the first recorded use of the current English version came in 1884. Some suggest that the proverb is of Arabic origin.
The proverb is sometimes phrased as "the enemy of mine enemy is my friend" or "my enemy's enemy is my friend.
Are you wondering why I bring this up today? I woke up thinking about the wording and what is happening today, especially with the Turkey airport bombing. Above was some rephrasing of the quote, and I can think of another one that is not there but would still apply.
The friend of my enemy is not my friend. I am not sure it has been said but it has the same logic as the original. The inability of our government not to be able to define a problem because of “Political Correctness,” at least within my mind, shows that my government is siding on the side of my enemy. Just saying! Sort of if it looks like a duck, quacks etc. it is a duck.
Muslims have been a war with civilization for about 1700 years. The United States did not enter this war that long ago but it reared its ugly head for the first time against the U.S. with Thomas Jefferson when the U.S. was having problems with the Muslims
In 1786, the new United States found that it was having to deal very directly with the tenets of the Muslim religion. The Barbary states of North Africa (or, if you prefer, the North African provinces of the Ottoman Empire, plus Morocco) which were using the ports of today's Algeria, Libya, and Tunisia to wage a war of piracy and enslavement against all shipping that passed through the Strait of Gibraltar. Thousands of vessels were taken, and more than a million Europeans and Americans sold into slavery. The fledgling United States of America was in an especially difficult position, having forfeited the protection of the British Royal Navy. Under this pressure, Congress gave assent to the Treaty of Tripoli, negotiated by Jefferson's friend Joel Barlow, which stated roundly that "the government of the United States of America is not, in any sense, founded on the Christian religion, as it has in itself no character of enmity against the laws, religion or tranquility of Mussulmen." This has often been taken as a secular affirmation, which it probably was, but the difficulty for secularists is that it also attempted to buy off the Muslim pirates by the payment of tribute. Our country was willing to pay to be left alone.
Jefferson and John Adams when they went to call on Tripoli's envoy to London, Ambassador Sidi Haji Abdrahaman. They asked him by what right he extorted money and took slaves in this way. As Jefferson later reported to Secretary of State John Jay, and to the Congress:
The ambassador answered us that the right was founded on the Laws of the Prophet that it was written in their Koran, that all nations who whould not have answered their authority were sinners, that it was their right and duty to make war upon them wherever they could be found, and to make slaves of all they could take as prisoners, and that every Mussulman who should be slain in battle was sure to go to Paradise.
Does that not fit exactly what is being said and done today?
I believe on the evidence that it was at this moment that Jefferson decided to make war on the Muslim states of North Africa as soon as the opportunity presented itself. And, even if I am wrong, we can be sure that the dispatch of the U.S. Navy and Marine Corps to the Barbary shore was the first and most important act of his presidency. It took several years of bombardment before the practice of kidnaping and piracy and slavery was put down, but put down it was, Quranic justification or not.
I am one that says push back with an extreme punishment until they either submit or die. They will submit.
If you do not believe that extreme punishment works take a look at President Truman (United States) versus Japan. Japan came back to the negotiation table so fast it would make your head spin.
The two dropped nuclear weapons on the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in August 1945, during the final stage of World War II, these two bombings, which killed at least 129,000 people most of them civilians and today remain the only use of nuclear weapons for warfare in history.
We need this same fortitude to dispatch the problem of today, not with nuclear bombs but with a force that is beyond belief say the bomb we used in Afghanistan, the MOAB (Mother of all Bombs) It is the largest of all explosive devices. It is non nuclear but made the ground shake 75 miles from the explosion. The Muslims involved will come to the table and be willing to talk peace. The only thing I am sure is this religion will return on a later day as soon as they feel it is once again safe to try and expand their religion once again, after all they have not learned anything different of the lunitic path for the past 17 centuries.
During my life I have had bar-b-que brisket a few times, mostly in Texas, as they seem to like smoked brisket. I have had corned beef which is a brined brisket (either red or grey). I have also helped cook corned beef while working for the 102nd Fighter Wing for St. Patrick's Day. The smell I still remember to this day. We could really stink up a building, it would take a couple of days to air it out. I am planning to cook or smoke a beef brisket using my new smoker, a father's day present. My daughter, Marcy, broke in the smoker with three pork tenderloins and I am proud of the way they came out. She also made her own rub prior to the smoking part, a feat I am also going to try with this process. Thank God for Google or in my case since I am at war with Google, I use www.duckduckgo.com a new search engine on the block. Most people have not heard of it yet. This letter might not make my friend Walter's page as he does not eat anything that has a mother and/or face the same with my Swedish friend Ann. I find it funny that he does eat most shellfish as he claims they have no faces.
I could stop right here and get back to briskets but during the 60s in exchange for learning the art of scrimshaw, a whaling thing, from a college professor whom I assisted with a grant to grow oysters on the ocean side of Cape Cod, Chatham MA. Oysters do have a sex of either male or female like most species. Therefore, they can be a mother or a father, so to speak. They unfortunately have another quality, which is interesting when times are bad they lose weight and become male and in times of plenty they become fat and female.
For some reason I remember the exact temperature, 68 degrees, with that temperature they let loose and start the mating process. They never know their mate as they can’t move, they spend their whole lives in one spot. The only movement they have is during the first three days of life. In this form they are called “spat.” They need to attach to a rock or another shell during this period of perish. Even after this attachment process they might be over crowded in an area and again many new oysters perish. We managed to grow the oysters on shells suspended from ropes tied to styrofoam blocks with some holes in the oyster shells and a half hitch knot tied. They sort of looked like beads about 3 inches apart. The shells with the attached spat, along with the styrofoam blocks were put in the harbor behind his house. We took a pipe to draw in sea water into his cellar so we then could regulate the water temperature to artificially start the mating process. The ocean water, on the ocean side was usually colder than normal for total control with the mating of oysters.
Little did I now that my friend Jenny, would later marry the professor’s cousin and become my son’s Godmother. Such a small world, I wonder how she is doing, as it has been years since I have seen her or the professor. As old as I am there is a good probability that they have past on.
Back to the brisket . . . This will be a three-step process. I usually do not like to make anything that is hard to do or very long to make. I am making the exception in this case. Sort of like my old style chile that took four days to make. It was a Kansas cowboy recipe received from an Air Force wife. I still miss her as she was the best pinochle partner on the planet. It was not unusual for us to win the weekly tournament on Wednesday night in the Phillippines NCO club two or three times a month.
Overnight soak . . . Put the brisket in a pan with beef broth, 1 cut up onion, ½ red, yellow, orange, and green bell peppers, 2 cut up apples, and some thyme overnight.
Dry brisket and then cover and pat down with the following rub.
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/4 cup sweet paprika
3 tablespoons kosher salt
1 tablespoon ground black pepper
1 tablespoon garlic powder
1 tablespoon onion powder
1 tablespoon dried oregano
One tablespoon dried savory
2 teaspoons cayenne pepper
Mix brown sugar, paprika, salt, pepper, garlic powder, onion powder, oregano, savory, and cayenne pepper together in a bowl.
This is going to be Texas style as during my lifetime, to me anyway, this was by far the best tasting brisket. Sorry, St. Patrick.
Soak wood chips in a bowl of water, 8 hours to overnight. (I am using mesquite wood.)
Preheat smoker to between 220 degrees F (104 degrees C) and 230 degrees F (110 degrees C). Drain woods chips and place in the smoker.
Smoke brisket in the preheated smoker, fat side up, until it has an internal temperature of 165 degrees F (74 degrees C), about 12 ½ hours. Wrap brisket tightly in butcher paper or heavy-duty aluminum foil and return to smoker.
Continue smoking brisket until an internal temperature of 185 degrees F (85 degrees C) is reached, about one hour more.
I have purchased the wood for the process now I need to go out and buy a brisket and use my time for the process.
I have the distinguished honor of being a member of the Committee to raise $50,000,000 for a monument to Hillary R. Clinton.
We originally wanted to put her on Mt. Rushmore until we discovered there was not enough room for her two faces.
We then decided to erect a statue of Hillary in the Washington, D.C. Hall of Fame. We were in a quandary as to where the statue should be placed. It was not proper to place it beside the statue of George Washington, who never told a lie, or beside Barack Hussein Obama, who never told the truth, since Hillary could never tell the difference.
We finally decided to place it beside Christopher Columbus, the greatest Democrat of them all. He left not knowing where he was going, and when he got there he did not know where he was. He returned not knowing where he had been, and did it all on someone else's money.
Hillary R. Clinton Monument Committee
P.S. The Committee has raised $2.16 so far
THE LIST: Which do you not like?
I like the way this is phrased because it recognizes that the political class are "bought and paid for". I believe that the basic premise is correct: If you listen to Trump, he is hitting many of the hot buttons of the electorate. But you have to listen to him and not be distracted by his showmanship (which is designed to give him free publicity since he's paying for his own campaign).
I like the list of 13 things that I, as a senior American citizen, want.
Trump is at least talking about issues that most Americans are concerned about. Our Special Bucket List for 2016 ....
HERE IS WHAT WE WANT...
1. Hillary: held accountable for her previous wrongs!
2. Put "GOD" back in America !!!
3. Borders: Closed or tightly guarded!
4. Congress: On the same retirement & healthcare plans as everybody else.
5. Congress: Obey its own laws NOW!
6. Language: English only! (I can give this up as I lived in a Polish speaking household.)
7. Culture: Constitution and the Bill of Rights!
8. Drug Free: Mandatory Drug Screening before & during Welfare!
9. Freebies: NONE to Non-Citizens!
10. Budget: Balance the damn thing!
11. Foreign Countries: Stop giving them our money! Charge them for our help! We need it here.
12. Fix the TAX CODE!
And most of all.
13. "RESPECT OUR MILITARY AND OUR FLAG!!"
We the people are coming! Only 86% will send this on. Should be a 100%.
What will you do?
Please send it on; if only to one person.
It has been quite a while for me to write some more about the history of Otis AFB. There is really quite a lot to write about this base, beginning with the name Otis.
In the early 1930s, the land comprising Otis was originally set aside as a campsite for the 26th Yankee Division or the National Guard. in 1933, an area was cleared for use as a grass runway. In February 1938, C. F. Hurley, the governor of Massachusetts, proclaimed the name of the camp as Camp Edwards in honor of Major General Clarence P. L. Edwards the first commander of the 26th Yankee Division. With the same proclamation, the airfield portion was named Otis Field in memory or Lt. Frank Jesse Otis, a Massachusetts National Guard pilot Who was killed on January 11, 1937 when the observation aircraft he was flying crashed into the Illinois River near Hannepen, Illinois. Lieutenant Otis was one of the first flight surgeons to attend the U.S. Air Corps School' of Aviation Medicine, which he completed in 1935.
During World War II, Camp Edwards and Otis Field were very active, as a training base and an anti-submarine patrol aircraft station, respectively. Only a few of the hundreds of wooden barracks buildings still stand which once housed more than 100,000 combat ready members of the Yankee Division.
With the completion of the Distant Early Warning (DEW Line) in 1958 the northern areas of the United States and Canada were well protected but both the Atlantic and Pacific Coasts were still vulnerable. Consequently, our radar warning networks were extended seaward at Otis AFB on the east coast and McClellan AFB on the west coast by using the 551st and 552nd Airborne Early Warning and Control Wings respectively. Today, these wings supplement our radar detection system along the entire coastal lengths of the United States. I joined the Navy in 1958 and switched to the Air Force in 1962. I arrived on Otis in 1963 after finishing my technical training.
The making of the runway system on Otis was the largest land clearing and leveling project on Cape Cod, with the second being probably the Cape Cod Mall. At one time there was a Prisoner of War camp on Otis, which when talking to some older people held mostly prisoners from Italy captured during World War II. I have used my metal detector to search the area and could only find footings of buildings and part of the fencing (double) about six feet apart which I assume were for dogs or guards petrolling the exterior of the prisoner encampment. My metal detector found no coins but I did find one hunting knife belonging to a Boy Scout. The scouts would camp in the woods in that area in the 60s and 70s.
The airfield was a NASA Space Shuttle launch abort site. It was only able to be used during high inclination launches. The comparatively short main runway at Otis also made its use for this purpose unlikely when compared to other nearby installations such as Westover Air Reserve Base or Pease Air National Guard Base, both former Strategic Air Command installations with runways more than 2,000 feet longer than Otis.
I could go on and on having been part of three different units affiliated with the base over my lifetime. Perhaps I will pick a different area next time.
So Very British! Not a word spoken but funny.
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About three months ago I mentioned I could not stand to watch the “My Pillow” commercials any longer and gave in. I ordered two, as one is always free. Patty and I used the data in the fitting guide and our sleeping habits and ordered two different sizes, blue and green, green being softer. These colors are just a guide as the all the pillows are white. Colors only have to do with the amount of filling inside the pillow.
She liked her green coded one right off. I found mine, blue, very uncomfortable, very hard. They exchanged my pillow free of charge as advertized and shipping was also free. I now also have a green model and am very happy.
We liked the pillows so much we purchased another pair of pillows for the guest room and to take advantage of a $10 reduced price offer.
Ya gotta love the South !!
The owner of a golf course in Georgia was confused about paying an invoice, so he decided to ask his secretary for some mathematical help.
He called her into his office and said, “Y’all graduated from the University of Georgia and I need some help. If I wuz to give yew $20,000, minus 14%, how much would you take off?”
The secretary thought a moment, and then replied, “Everthang but my earrings.”
A senior citizen in Louisiana was overheard saying, “When the end of the world comes, I hope to be in Louisiana .”
When asked why, he replied, “I’d rather be in Louisiana ‘cause everythang happens in Louisiana 20 years later than in the rest of the world.”
The young man from Mississippi came running into the store and said to his buddy, “Bubba, somebody just stole your pickup truck from the parking lot!”
Bubba replied, “Did y’all see who it was?”
The young man answered, “I couldn’t tell, but I got the license number.”
A man in North Carolina had a flat tire, pulled off on the side of the road, and proceeded to put a bouquet of flowers in front of the car and one behind it. Then he got back in the car to wait.
A passerby studied the scene as he drove by, and was so curious he turned around and went back. He asked the fellow what the problem was.
The man replied, “I got a flat tahr.”
The passerby asked, “But what’s with the flowers?”
The man responded, “When you break down they tell you to put flares in the front and flares in the back. I never did understand it neither.”
A Tennessee State trooper pulled over a pickup on I-65. The trooper asked, “Got any ID?”
The driver replied, “Bout whut?”
The Sheriff pulled up next to the guy unloading garbage out of his pick-up into the ditch. The Sheriff asked, “Why are you dumping garbage in the ditch? Don’t you see that sign right over your head.”
“Yep,” he replied. “That’s why I’m dumpin’ it here, ‘cause it says: ‘Fine For Dumping Garbage.’”
Y’all kin say whut y’all want ‘about the South, but y’all never heard o’ nobody retirin’ an’ movin’ North.
That is it for this week. I will try to get the brisket cooked and give a taste report. Off to my exercise class.