Civil War 2.0?

20 Aug 25

07:30 hrs

     Good Morning Dear Readers,

     If you have seen any news from South of the 49th Parallel you are well aware that the Orange Shit-gibbon has sent armed troops into the streets of major Hugh-ess cities under the pretense of protecting federal buildings from the the destructive rampage of the radical left Woke mobs! 

     BULLSHIT!

     Deploying troops to LA was just a test for further muscle flexing and testing of the publics resolve. The Tangerine Tyrant has now placed Guardsmen in the streets of their Nation's Capital and at least four GOP states have pledged to send Guardsmen to bolster that contingent. Donny nationalized the DC police force and sent troops into DC's streets to clean up the rampant crime. 

     MORE BULLSHIT!!

     Well Campers, the general population of the Hugh-ess, including a growing number of MAGA-holes, is not staying quiet. People are holding rallies across the country and more importantly they are confronting members of Donny's Gestapo (ICE) when they suddenly show up to snag someone with brown skin. They're always claiming the individual is an illegal immigrant but in reality they have no clue who the person is but, since he has brown skin and does a manual labour job he must be.

24 Aug 25

06:55 hrs

     Yesterday, my Lobster and I watched the Pride Parade walk down 5th Street. Our youngest Loin Fruit was proudly wearing his military uniform while walking in the parade with his partner. How times have changed. And, for the better! 

     Inclusion saves lives. 

     Inclusion educates. 

     Inclusion is safe, not dangerous.

     And, it saddens me when i hear of what is not going on South of the 49th Parallel. The close-mindedness of the Olde White Christians (sic) who are currently ruling (ruining) their own nation because of their unfounded blind bigotry and racial hatred. If you read between the lines you will discover scraps of hidden legislation placed to bully and torment people who have done nothing but be different from their cast iron model of humanity. How about this one little nugget? Not only are trans-sexual individuals being kicked out of the Hugh-ess military (they can leave voluntarily), those individuals are being denied pensions or access to Veterans Affairs programs or a pension (if applicable). 

     Say what?

     So, here's the scenario. You are a Hugh-ess citizen and you want to serve your country by putting your life on the line for your fellow countrymen. Good on you. During your career, the laws change and trans people are allowed to serve in the military. You decide that now you can stop hiding and really be yourself if you fully transition. All good and as difficult as it is for some knuckle draggers to understand that for reasons that do not pertain to them you are no longer Mike but now are Michelle. Nothing really has changed.  You're still the same person with the same commitment to your service, et al. 

     However, here comes the Holier Than Thou Crowd wearing their Biblical Blinders spouting selective scriptures to enrage and rally the uneducated masses to their cause. Quick as a flash the rules of the game have changed once again. Not only what was allowed made not allowed it was deemed a crime! And since it is now a crime to be......whatever they have deemed to be a crime.....you will be punished. In the case of a trans service person, regardless of your service career, you will be dishonourably discharged which means no pension (if you were entitled to one) and no Veterans benefits. 

     And, it's not just trans service members that are being given the boot. This edict from the Orange Shit-gibbon applies to all federal government employees. The really sad part is the rulers of the Sycophant States are now applying this bullshit to their own corner of the Hugh-ess. 

     This, and all the other Presidential Orders, have regressed their country not just fifty but a hundred and fifty years and it will take just as long to undo all of the hate that has been blindly applied to make the weak feel safe and strong.

     Nuff said!

     There is only two weeks of summer left before the Kidlettes and Couch Monkeys start dragging themselves back to their local Learning Institutions. We have one just around the corner from the Wayward Inn. The massive addition to the school is not complete. My Lobster and I went for a walk to take a look and guage how large it really is. It is two stories tall and from the exterior size we figure there are at least a dozen classrooms plus multi-purpose spaces. We could see through the window openings that the interior walls are up which means the electrical, plumbing, wall boarders, painters, flooring and hvac contractors have yet to get started. There is no way it will be ready for the start of school. By Christmas, maybe.

27 Aug 25

21:30 hrs

     We are awaiting the arrival of our Sr. Loin Fruit. He is returning from his first work road trip with a new company. He was hired at the end of last week and was off to Capital City for three days of 12 hour work days. Accommodations, road mileage - or at least wages while traveling and lunch delivered to the worksite. It appears that the job is not quite finished and most of the crew has to divert to a project Over the Hump. The boss ask our Sr. Couch Monkey if he could return to Capital City on Friday to help him finish this project.

     Hmmmm.....

     This is where most people would consider the request for more assistance TO BE A TEST!!!!! 

     Of course, our dear boy is not thinking clearly. If he wants to get ahead and maintain employment he had better learn that unless you are due in court, are having a medical emergency, have bodily fluids gushing out of every orifice, have lost more than one limb in less than 24 hour then you, as an apprentice are at the boss's beck and call. Failing to do so could mean termination before the probation period. And in a small employment area like the Valley it's better not to start burning bridges.

     My Lobster and I will discuss it with him tomorrow. 

     Goodnight all.

Rain!

05 Aug 25

08:00 hrs

     Hello Campers, 

     I'm sitting out in the Catio with Miss Mocha. She's our new adoptee and things aren't going so well with her. It's been well over a month and the integration with Mr. Wilson and Jack has not taken place. We've tried all of the normal methods and it is not happening. She'll put the run on both of them. And as much as Jack beats up on Wilson he tucks tail and hides under the Sr. Couch Monkey's bed. Mocha and Wilson will tolerate each other on the same space but if he runs she'll chase after him. We really don't know what to do. Jack is so stressed he's been crapping on the floor and not in the box.

     There is a very large wildfire beside the lake going to where our Friends Over the Hump reside. It is human caused and appears to have been started on or near the old rail bed on the North side of the lake. Over the past few days it has spread up the slope and properties on the opposite side of the mountain are threatened. As bad as that is, if the winds were to change direction a small section of Old Growth Protected forest would be in danger of burning to the ground. Cathedral Grove contains giant red cedars, fir and hemlock trees that are five hundred or more years old and are taller than the Leaning Tower of Pisa. The province has been putting all available resources in not only battling the fire but in preventing the ignition of this stand of trees. To make matters worse the snow cap on the Beauforts has long since melted away and there has been no precipitation a month or more.  In town the lawns are brown and the tops of trees the leaves are beginning to yellow as they dry out. And that is with the limited amount of watering we are allowed. So, you can imagine what the forest is like. The good news is that we knew that rain would be coming. Not a huge deluge but a long slow drizzle. A big cloud burst would simply hit the ground and run off with no benefit. But a nice constant rain over many hours, even if it's only falling at 0.2mm per hour will have a greater effect by cooling the surrounding air and being absorbed by the foliage.

     My buddy Gordo and I have been monitoring the weather for another reason. We're working an alternating graveyard shift where one of us is on one week the the other is on the following week. The contractor is repainting all of the markings on the runways, taxiways and the apron. Plus rubber remediation. It's a huge project last will last nearly three months. To complete the project the hard surfaces must be dry so as much as the forest needs the rain the contractors do not. It rained for about thirty minutes this morning but in the afternoon it's supposed to start again and then drizzle through the night and all day tomorrow and tomorrow night. I hope the forecaster has got it right this time.

     My Lobster and I are planning a short trip to celebrate our 30th anniversary. We will travel to The Peg for a few days and see the old haunts plus a couple of friends and relatives. Then, we will jet to The Big Perogie see a couple more old friends before returning to The Rock. 

10 Aug 25

06:50 hrs

     Last night, we, the family plus one, we to Elric the Stalwart's home to aid in celebrating his 60th Birthday. His Lobster had asked him what he wanted for a meal. Roast beast, mashed taters and veggies. We said we would bring the Yorkshire puddings, so I made a couple of dozen of them. There was still some concern as to the amount of food as we has a plus one and they had a couple of students so on the way to their place we stopped off at The Big Box Store to pick up roasted chicken. At their house we all pitched in to make things easier for the hostess. Our Jr. Loin Fruit made the mashed taters and helped with the gravy my Better Half aided in setting the tables, I broke down the chicken, sharpened up a rather large chef's knife - which probably hadn't seen a steel in many years - and carved up this gorgeous piece of beef. After the meal there was birthday cake, fresh fruit and white port. By the time it was all over we were too tired to play cards so we chatted for a length of time before heading home to the Wayward Inn. 

     I'm back on graveyards starting tonight so I'm going to try to get some projects done for my Lobster today. Being on graveyards is not so bad if you live by yourself ecause you can sleep and rest up when you want. But, when you're in an active household it is up to you that has to find the work/sleep/obligation balance.

     Speaking of this project, about two weeks ago Gordo was with the contractors and part of the job was to remove two separate lines on the airfield. These particular lines are referred to as Hold Short Lines. They are like the big stop line you would see and an intersection which tells you where to stop. On an airfield it is a visual means for the air traffic controller to safely direct ground traffic, both vehicles and taxiing aircraft, around the aerodrome. So, two lines and a helipad were removed. So what, right? Well, the removal of one hold short was required because it was it was no longer needed to prevent vehicles or aircraft from encroaching onto the helipad when it was in use. But, one of the twits in the planning department figured that the other hold short line on the opposite side of the now non-existent helipad wasn't needed for the same reason and had labeled it for removal. Which it was! At the end of the night, Gordo informed the control tower that yhe helipad and the two hold short lines were removed. 

     Uh oh, Shaggy! No one had consulted with the air traffic controllers about this second line being removed. This particular second line was there to identify where vehicular traffic was to stop preventing them from getting out near the main active runway. Sure enough an incident occurred last week and by Friday morning the command structure was in a fast rotating spin cycle on how to get this issue corrected and fast. Sure enough, I get the call asking, almost pleading if, in the morning, I could escort a contractor out onto the airfield to put up some temporary indicators so traffic knows where to stop until the hold short line gets reinstalled. 

     Sure thing.

     I'm not saying that I was the hero. Both myself and Gordo and a couple of other former airfield qualified Cmres have had to go back in to work to assist in correcting someone's mistake. It's what we do. This particular mistake should never have happened and had the potential of being catastrophic.

     On another note, the wildfire near The Hump is still burning. The amount of rain that was received did help but not much. From last reports it's still spreading but headway is being made in curtailing its advance. Today is going to be another hot one - up to 30°C. We're going to hunker down, stay cool, play some games and stay put of the sun.