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Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Dose of 'Merica!

Kalimera! (Google it. It means good day in Greek, one of the words I learned.)

Did anyone watch Obama's speech to the International Association of Chiefs of Police? I watched some snipits, but the parts I watched did not contain any meat and potatoes, but just introductory fluff which was pleasant and not offensive to me. Yet it was mostly an extension of sympathies for the current state of law enforcement. If anyone saw it in its entirety, please comment on what you thought of any solutions or progressive policies he wanted to implement or is implementing. I can't seem to find anything substantial in the news.

I really had an eye opener traveling with some liberal colleagues on our national state of affairs. They are happy as all get out with President Obama and LURVE him. I'm not exaggerating. I was the only one who had a different view. With their steadfast thoughts I entered a mode of observation and open ended questions because I really didn't feel like getting into a fist fight or debate which would have happened. They were a bunch of badgers about their standpoints and I do respect that, I just don't agree. Most of them are suffering from anxiety about Trump and voiced that Hillary will be elected which pleased them beyond a Cheshire cat smile. This part still floors me that people can set aside her lies, crooked tactics, and evil personality. But hey-I'm not one to push the fat girl down in the mud. I just want her to be seen for who she is and what she stands for, not this facade. OR...I guess she is and people just choose not to worry about it.

While I was in Greece, I did spend a lot of time talking to local intellectuals and you know their biggest question for me? Why does America disregard global warming and why not take away all guns to solve violence? You can imagine my lack luster responses. I just tried to be polite and stated different strokes for different folks. Eh. I didn't want to get into a big debate because I don't think the two cultures could come to an agreement just like the Greek economic crisis can't find workable solutions.

I do have to snicker that when "global warming" was rejected as was Al Gore's big visual movie disaster and conservatives coined it "climate change" that now it is referred to as climate change and the phrase is taken over by liberals. Yet, liberal still beat conservatives up over that issue.



This is the most divisive I recall the Democrats and Republicans to be. It seems we have drifted to far left and far right with no middle of the road considerations. But--I believe most Americans are middle of the road. Our outcries are ignored. Sometimes I join in by poking fun of both extremes.

I feel America is circling the drain. We need to get a hold of our nation, foreign politics, and our resources. Get a hold of yourself, America!

So without further ado...let me give you some ordinary funny stuff that happened this week and stray away from politics before we are all crazy in the head...OH WAIT TOO LATE!

While at physical therapy...

I was answering questions from the receptionist, a 60 something woman, pleasant lady. I coin  her Annie. That is her stage name. It might have something to do with her hair. Just a clue.

ME: You are a Virgo, yes?

ANNIE: What? (acting startled and weirded out)

ME: You are a Virgo? Your class ring on your index finger has sapphire. You also went to school when it was customary to get your ring in gold, not alloy. Very nice. (Yes, I guess in a way that was poking at her age. Gah. Big mouth)

ANNIE: Oh. Yes. I am. (relieved I wasn't actually reading her mind)

ME: Me too!

ANNIE: Oh. What day?

ME: The 13th.

ANNIE: Me too!

We were like soul sisters. I can't shut the police crap off. I try. It doesn't work.

And today...I was in a lunch and learn workshop and one of my coworkers actually told the person running the nutrition class that she just walks around with tape on her mouth or a mask to prevent herself from eating bad things. I kid you not.

There wasn't a big enough hole to hide in nor could I conceal my mouth drop and big eyes.




Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Garotte Techniques By The Government 101

I am back on American soil which brings back reverse culture shock and processed food. Bleck. Not to mention, I suffer from extreme jet lag which is worse than normal jet lag...



Some pictures will surely be posted of the highlights. There are so many, it might take a while to choose. Plus I need to review a book and put up some fall hunting excursions. Whew. Now we take a break for a nap...

ZZZZZzzzzz

I'm back but not for long. It's off to more physical therapy for my broken neck as now I have pinched nerves on top of jet lag, and I seem to be experiencing a bit of what the initial onset of being stoned by Medusa felt like one arm out of use at a time.


Beat me, isn't it fun getting old?

Apparently being out of touch with US news meant I missed nothing. We are still bickering over the same things and the GOP polls are mostly the same but Trump is whining more. I find it unbecoming. Halloween is fast approaching and I believe he should dress up as big girl panties. 

Again, I repeat...I don't think the Republicans are showing the people one strong candidate. Erg. I mean my fear is that Evil Hillary gets voted in and I can't tell you how nervous I feel. There are so many supporters of that nasty woman and I can't figure out why? WHY? Republicans, please grow some balls and have good policy ideas at the same time! Also, could you please reinvent the Republican party to modern times and have strongholds which make sense. I hate far right and I hate far left. Can we have that? 

(((shaking my head))))It's probably a pipe dream. 

One thing that does amuse me is HILLARYGATE. It seems that no one cares about the truth behind her emails or Benghazi. UNLESS.....it could have been resolved within a month of the incident. Americans are so 6 second blip. Now they don't care about the truth and just move on to the next news. I notice the comments on mainstream media are quite negative that Republicans are just after a witch hunt but no one seems to care about what the REAL TRUTH is. Do you really think their only agenda is to push the fat girl down and rub her face in the dirt? Please. The truth, people, the truth! Will we ever know? Probably not. I just wish she wouldn't lie but that is like asking God to drop a couple million dollars in my lap within in the next 24 hours. 

And what about the FBI director calling out The Ferguson Effect and labeling the war on cops as worrisome and problematic. I felt he spoke from his heart and for the truth of the matter even knowing it was probably not favorable. Shortly after his press announcement, the WH spoke out in opposition. 

Well, wouldn't you know that Obama is going to reveal his 21st Century Plan for Police today. I'm just dancing in my pants awaiting the announcement, at the same time I am cringing not knowing what to expect. Will it be political fluff to appease the demonstrating masses? Or will it actually have good workable solutions and funding? Yeah. That. Do they even go together as a regular business practice of the federal government? We shall see.


Don't forget about the recent four NYPD cops who have committed suicide. The nation should weep at our current state of law enforcement, the pressures they face, and the unresolved tension in the public. It feels like the time machine is slowly transcending to 1964. I know, I 'm exaggerating, but we are going backward and not forward as a nation. Yes, that's my opinion.

Here's something hot off the press. What do you think? Do you agree or disagree?





Monday, October 19, 2015

In The Field-LIVE FROM GREECE!

I am by no means a world traveler like OldNFO. In fact, embarrassingly enough I have only been to Mexico and Canada, eh? Certainly, I have to pinch myself in times like this when I could not afford exotic places but my work sends me out in the field...OF GREECE. Yeah. It's so awful and torturous. When I was sent out in the field for cop work it was literally in a field to find a needle in a haystack or a gun in the river or a body in the mountains. Academics are so rude to mislead me like this...
 
 
 
 

 
Cops in Greece don't mess around. Our bus driver parked in an area and the Chief of Police or so he claimed told the bus driver he was going to remove his plates and take his license. Rude. LOL. It so happens they were clearing the streets for the Queen of Spain and a religious leader. However, of all the 40 cops we passed today (in one spot) they were all beautiful people...thin model like women and strapping gentlemen. Beat me. I might like this job....a lot.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Fargo Weekend Blotter

So much has been going by in the world that I think the Kansas tornado that took Dorothy "afly" is surrounding me and I am stuck in the vortex standing still. We have political unrest, civil unrest, no speaker for the GOP, school shootings, more police officers getting murdered, Hillary going down the tubes while her email scandal continues to dominate the Democratic news while still nothing is done but talk about all these issues...etcetera, etcetera.

What of these fine things are newsworthy? I guess all of them, actually. I found, however, the speakers at the Million Man March to be hateful and divisive, calling law enforcement the "Blue Klux Klan" and chanting, "Down, down America!"

*Whiskey-tango-foxtrot*

Which organizer thought this was a good idea?

So weird. I think the more I watch the news, the more I suffer from Deerintheheadlightsitis, Headspinaroundbackwards Syndrome, and Whatthefuck Conundrums. Unfortunately, the doctors tell me the only way to cure these problems is to hide my head in the sand or drink excessively. Sand in my eyes is about the same as too many drinks. Oy.

To elminate my headaches from the real world, I exited it by going to my daughter's volleyball tournament which was a bummer because they lost the championship. Not only that, they lost it because they gave up which makes it worse than losing to a good team, which they didn't. They beat themselves. It resembled the new American way. Erg.


A little ray of sunshine in my life was lifted by a free local fair which featured some talented artists from the area. It took me to heaven for just a few hours.



Afterward, we talked to Seth's mom who is a wonderful lady. Seth's dad gave Bug an autographed pic and she got her picture taken with Seth Cook. Two local artists including the one featured in the below video also performed. We had an enjoyable time.


Briefly, life was just peaceful and fun with a splash of my childhood shining through. 

To wrap up the weekend, we had to sit down to watch The Walking Dead. Color me disappointed, but I thought the episode sucked monkey ballz. Maybe it was just me. 

At least The Blacklist was awesome. 



Friday, October 9, 2015

Sh*tz Going Down Fo Real

Had to share this because I forgot about it until I was browsing for Throwback Thursday. It made me giggle. So here's a little Fargo going to the gutter. Enjoy!

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This is the last post of the week. I  know, you are down on your knees thanking Jesus.



If you start at Saturday and work your way back to this one...you will see what I did during the 38 hours of no sleep...write about crap that happened and crap in a cop's brain and conversation crap in the car with the popo and conversation crap with my mother. That is two days too many of all about my crazy life. It was a long two days.

This conversation displays the sick twisted mind of cops when there is no criminal activity afoot, or acar...or ANYWHERE. And it might sound like a trucker convention. I'm sorry. LEPRESHAWN has a terrible potty mouth. It's the truth of the matter on this particular dialogue and all his others. Well, OK. I might have said occasional potty mouth as well.


At about 2:30 a.m. on Saturday morning...it slowed down. So because of this slowness, we were driving around blacked out and lurking...trying to catch a burglar...or anyone...anything...just something that moved in the night...

ME: [startled] Turn around. Did you see that?

LEPRESHAWN: No. What? Your fucking music was distracting me. See? I told you.

ME: Shut up. You are a damn woman.Turn around and go over by the fire department.

LEPRESHAWN: Why.

ME: [points]THAT.

LEPRESHAWN: Cheese and Rice! Fucking A! That is the biggest fucking raccoon. EVER!

ME: Try to run over it.

LEPRESHAWN: You are so sick. It would mess up the cruiser, you idiot.

ME: Well, just try. There are like a million of them under there in the sewer system.

LEPRESHAWN: I know.

Getting closer to the raccoon now running across the street.

ME: That is one big damn raccoon. [raccoon is about 50 pounds...no shit]

LEPRESHAWN: No shit. And fast. Look at him hump along.

ME: You missed him. Go back.

LEPRESHAWN: I am not going to run over him. He is too big.

ME: Look. He's stuck in the gutter over there. His fat ass is hanging out. Go back over there so I can poke him in the ass with my ASP. He will thank me for pushing him into his home. And wouldn't that be fun?

LEPRESHAWN: No. You are such a sick country girl. No way. He will back out and hiss at us and then we'll get fucking rabies.

ME: You are such a pussy. Aren't you a boy? Girls aren't even supposed to think about doing stuff like this. You should have come up with it.

LEPRESHAWN: Shut the fuck up. We're going to keep going. There is crime out there.

ME: [ignoring candy ass] We should all suit up in a rubber suit and totally go down there with shotguns. Wouldn't that be fun? I bet there are millions of them down there..hissing and being nasty gutter rats...and wouldn't it be fun to go down there with shotguns? Carnage.

LEPRESHAWN: No. Fuck NO! What is wrong with you? I'm getting Freddy Kruger situations going through my head. Who knows what sloths there at night...fuck! And none of us would probably come out alive. I mean, can you imagine how many are down there...for miles.

It's true that haunted houses fascinated me, rock climbing to a certain extent, creepy woods...did all that when I was younger. They still fascinate me but now I'm into serial killers and shit like that. It's a sick, sick thing in my brain. Probably because cops are adrenaline junkies...but me, I'm just curious.

ME: You are saying a lot of "fucks" in my car and I think you are over the limit. You are in the presence of a lady. Watch your mouth.

LEPRESHAWN: [rolls eyes while driving]

ME: Have you ever been in the sewer system looking for evidence?

LEPRESAWN: Fuck NO! And when has your sissy ass ever been down there.

ME: A guy threw a gun there once, but I had the water treatment plant guy go down there to get it. And he was gone a while, but I kept the spotlight down there for him. See how nice of me that was? It was a big deal. I still don't know what it looks like down there. I want to see it down there. Wonder if it's like the movies? I am not going down there alone without a rubber suit on, tho. We should go down there sometime. Wouldn't that be fun?

LEPRESHAWN: [rolls eyes] No.

ME: You are such a pussy. You didn't even say anything about my thousand "down theres". Geesh. Pay attention. Pussy.

LEPRESHAWN: Whatever. I don't want to end up on a milk carton or made into some horror movie.

ME: I think milk carton kids are out of style these days. But you are about the right size.

LEPRESHAWN: Shut the fuck up. I'm still not going down there. You don't even know what's down there. It's creepy. And it stinks. And who the hell knows what is down there.

ME: Maybe a mutant serial killer. I wonder if that's why they have a high turn over at Sanitation and the Water Treatment Plant...

LEPRESHAWN: Could be. Shit Plant Bob was creepy...remember him? [snorts and laughs really loud]

 He knows Shit Plant Bob stalked all the female police officers working at night a few years ago and got fired and my other girl cop friend and I really hated him...he was really creepy.

ME: Shut the fuck up.

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Fofanna Bandana...Throwback Thursday

A little throwback funny for you today...see if you can recognize the sarcasm in my mind when I wrote this...





Running code to yet another family fight, I heard a call come over the radio. A dispatcher off duty was following a car with 3 men wearing bandanas over their faces. Not strange if you are riding a horse in a dusty storm...or in 1870 robbing a bank. Or even normal attire on Halloween. But this was in the middle of the week on a hot August night.

The backseat passenger was holding his hand over a girl's mouth and she was screaming. Several calls started streaming into the 911 center as other citizens reported the strange group. Naturally, a bazillion  three cop cars started hauling ass toward the direction of travel. Soon, it was a cat and mouse game.

Thinking I was missing out on of the local high school's theatre group pranks (complacency and doubt giving me preconcieved notions), I skeedaddled to my family fight and dealt with it as fast as I could wrap up a domestic argument.  Afterwards, the bandidos were still on the loose but the popo finally pulled in behind them and had pulled them over without incident.

Rookie training opportunity.

Lepreshawn thought this would be great training for a felony stop for Lunch Money, my rookie. Although the heat of the stop was over, there was still an investigation to be done.

I wandered their direction and with a glance and some inside knowledge, I observed the yahoos in the car were 3 young men, currently on probation, that had become frequent flyers in the course of their childhood. They were familiar. I recognized them. They were gangsta wannabes with no real ghetto experience. After the fake guns were put away, we identified the "brilliant mob boss", Max.



MAX: Hi, officers. Just joking! We thought it would be funny to ride around with bandanas and pretend we kidnapped someone.

ME: Where did you figure that was a good idea? Out of a Cracker Jacks box?

Scha-wing! You just landed yourself the attention of the entire city. And we have all day. Idiots.

Strangely enough, the car smelled like weed. The kids smelled like weed. Must be weed. Sure enough. Lepreshawn found weed. And so...gangsta wannabes became gangsta wannabes with weed tickets.

ME: You might just want to tie those bandanas around your neck next time. Use them as a necklace or as a tourniquet. Just an idea.

MAX: What's a tourniquet?

ME: A really tight necklace.  You can't be a gangsta if you don't know what that is. Just sayin'.

MAX:  We are. There are gangs. You don't know what we are capable of.

ME: I know you are capable of being the only people in the city dumb enough to ride around looking for the popo to pull you over with guns and to turn yourselves in for weed.

MAX: We didn't do that.

ME: Really? Aren't those weed tickets in your hand? And don't I have your weed? And didn't you do some crazy shit to flag us down?

MAX: *blink*blink*

ME: Oh, and tell your probation officer hello. I expect that revocation warrant to be out next week.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Bear's Right to Arms and Legz

The media right now are panning their cameras at all politicians in light of another tragedy used for gun control stances to come out of the woodwork YET AGAIN. Do we ever address the real underlying issues? Can anyone ever answer WHAT WILL THAT PREVENT? or WHAT WILL THAT CHANGE? when they proclaim their solutions? Don't we need solutions that fix a problem, not band aid an agenda? It's just a question.

Let's rile up the peanut gallery, shall we? 



My answer is PUMPKIN! Pumpkin fixes everything. 


Continuing on with the intelligent brilliance of Fargo's brilliant one...The Russian Bear...


Gun control is: 

A) Jerry Miculek--The leaders in gun control!
B) using two hands.
C) useless. It only disarms the law abiding.
D) a red herring. "Closing the gun show loophole" is tantamount to a ban on private transfers of gun ownership. (i.e. I would be required to file a form and have my daughter pass a background check and wait three days before I could give her a handgun to defend herself from her crazy ex. (see C above.)
E) another step toward the state having a monopoly on violence.
F) pointless without a constitutional amendment.
G) dangerous.  Creation of gun free zones favors the mass shooter.

Again. I have no retort. I stand in agreement. Actually, I'm sitting down typing at my desk right now, but you know what I mean. 

The President has cited Australia as an example in his recent speeches. (Oh, Yuri, glad you cited this and let me tell you my students brought this up the other day as well. They are spewing hearded words which they know that you can't compare apples to oranges and the difference in the constitutions.) 

Australia went with confiscation..(mandatory gun buyback.)  Australia didn't have an explicit constitutional right to keep and bear arms.  We do.  Unless an amendment is passed repealing the 2nd, there is no legal way toward confiscation.  Of course, I never thought we could be ordered to buy something simply because we're alive. So there's a precedent.  

There is more than one supreme justice that would rule in favor of a mandatory buy back, citing that there is no longer a militia, and it would be for the "greater good", and "love of mankind" etc.



In short, laws only apply to the law abiding.  Those with evil intent do not care what the law says. What the gun control advocates really want is confiscation, but have been too timid in the past to admit it. I think they are overcoming their timidity.

So I want to hear what you think of The Russian Bear's red remarks and how about a discussion on Australia? Let's have it!

Stickz And Boehners

Occasionally, "someone" pops up in my email with great words of wisdom about the current events going on in the politics or law enforcement establishments of our United States. At times I solicit the great thoughts...other times it is random. Well, I have been picking at The Russian Bear about our GOP circus and the goings on of the world right now. Here is the start of a beautiful conversation...

Check it out...

ON BONER's Resignation:

I, myself, was very ready for this change in leadership. Here's what RB had to say...

News of Boehner's resignation as speaker was met with cheers at one of Rubio's speeches.  I think the "establishment" go-along-to-get-along surrender caucus is being challenged finally.  How much good it will do at this point?---Not much.

So, it is probably true that the change over is good, but what will really change? Maybe not much. I agree. Let's hope for the best. Optimism UP!

NATIONAL SECURITY BLANKETS FOR SALE:

The Russian Bear came right out and said what many of us our obviously thinking, but keeping tucked WAAAAYYYYYY back in our heads...

The surrender caucus was more worried about having an issue to run on, than actual national security. Iran will have a nuclear weapon, and they will use it. I fully expect a nuclear bomb on American soil within my lifetime.

Yeah, I think so, too, but I don't want to think so. I want to be a mushroom...one that looks like nuclear explosion. Not really. It's just too scary in the dark right now...

My Heart Will Go On...Take Her To Sea, Mr. Murdoch!

What about America? Where are we going? Do we have a direction? Yes, The Russian Bear certainly can sum up our direction and it seems to be very vertical at the moment...

Bill Whittle made an analogy about the American Republic.  America is the Titanic. It is too late to change course, we will hit the iceberg.  The choice now is to either mash the throttle and hit it head on, sacrificing a few bulkheads. Or to continue with slow glancing blow that unzips the entire side of the ship, dooming every one on board.

Yep. I hope I get to kiss Leonardo before we go down. Just saying. 

THE THREE AMIGOS MUSKETEERS STOOGES

I have noticed a shift in leadership styles and thoughts. To me, it seems like there are no more congruent thinking tanks and we are all at opposites trying to get what is best for oneself, not what's best for the masses in majority. The world leaders are trying to make statements and impact putting their mark on the world, but not necessarily making it better but making it selfish. I call it political graffiti. RB hits it like others see it: 

A book was written about the president, prime minister and pope that changed the world.  The three leaders were Reagan, Thatcher and JPII.  The world is changing again (Nuclear Iran, Massive Muslim Migration), but this time the president, prime minister and pope this time are pretty much the anti-thesis of the the former.

What? Taking Away My Chocolate Pie?

Here's something I didn't really think about. I have been changing my ways by planting more and more organic fresh food. At the same time I have noticed food prices going through the roof and skyrocketing out of my budget zone. WTF, over? Well, we can see the writing on the wall sometimes. Here are thoughts from The Russian Bear...

Are you prepared for an interruption in the food supply?  How about an interruption in the energy supply? I think my family has food for about a month.  According to my teen-aged boys there is never any food in the house, ever.  I have meat for about a year, but can only keep the freezer going for a couple of weeks on the generator.

There is a stream nearby, and we have enough firewood to last 4 weeks.  In short, my household would be okay for about 2 weeks.  Anything longer than that, and we would have to make some hard decisions.--trading thawing meat for firewood or gasoline.  Need to get on that gardening thing pronto.

Is preparing just for those silly Doomsday Preppers? Or maybe they aren't so silly? Maybe the Zombie Apocalypse is just a metaphor of a real life crisis?



We await and entertain any thoughts, comments, questions, declarations...

Shenanigans and Other Big Words of Mischief Describing Pantie Thieving Dogs

It's the 7 degrees of Kevin Bacon Fargo nonsense post.



I can't even keep up with yesterday let alone begin to think about today or cry me a river about tomorrow. As if any of that makes sense to anyone except a procrastinator or someone overwhelmed with life's events. Much to catch up on fo sho.

The press continues to gather the facts and distort them as much as possible or at least bend them to their liking. I don't even know what the truth is anymore. As Jack Nicholson said in  A Few Good Men..."You can't handle the truth!" That's probably it right there.


If work isn't changing faster than a mother changes a newborn's diapers, I don't know what is. We have some major moving and shaking going on as far as workload, job descriptions, forward progression, and deadlines. It all makes students crazy like a full moon makes shit go bad on the streets for the PoPo.  Egads, man, the aliens have landed! I never thought the world was short of shrinks, but we need a lot more to handle all these nonsensical emotional calamities. I mean, seriously, our kids are not able to cope and expect us to solve the world's problems in 2.5. 

Speaking of 2.5...it is not appropriate to tell a student the only thing you can do in 2.5 is fart Yankie Doodle for them. Just saying. I like to pass on free learning experiences when I can. 

Panties continue to fly by me at lightning speed at the Harry Potter House. I have no idea how those little shits get our underwear out of our drawers, baskets, etc. so fast. Damn dogs are crotch detectors. Hmm...maybe that is something we should take note. I would spray pepper spray in there to deter the dogs, but well, you know. I don't think I could handle the hoohah on fire all day. But, Neds, what do we do besides beat them to get them to stop using panties as a sling shot or tug-o-war game piece?


Commando is not just for Arnold. It might be the way of the world for two chicks in a historic house somewhere in the Heartland. 

Besides my underwear falling apart, so is my body. Off to more doctor visits and retests. Sad to say, but my rotator cuff is about shot thanks to police work, fights, and landscaping overexertion. I am prolonging surgery as long as I can but I need to get something to relieve some of this constant numbing effect and painful bursts of WTF-just-happened-when-I-reached-for-my-coffee moments. 

So...without further ado...I'm going to be posting some political chaos with new spins and inner thoughts from The Russian Bear. BE READY to be MIND BLOWN!!!