Tuesday, September 19, 2017

The Man who Burned

Willie Joe yelled at Tom for shooting the man who was on fire.

“What the fuck you want to go and do that for, huh?” Willie Joe waved his arms. The M-16 in his right hand went up and down when he waved his arms. “The fucker was gonna die, Man. What you want to go and shoot him for?”

“He was on fire,” Tom said.

The answer didn’t do anything for Willie Joe’s anger.

“Exactly what I’m talkin about, Man.” Willie Joe got close to Tom’s face. “Why d’you think we called in air support, huh? Why?”

“Because we couldn’t get them out with what we had. Our own fire, I mean.”

“Riight,” Willie Joe said, and his head went up and down in fast nods. “We couldn’t get the motherfuckers out. So we call in air support, they drop napalm, and the gooks fry.”

“He was on fire,” Tom said.

“He was well on his way to being a crispy critter, Man.”

Tom looked across the open space between the rice paddies and to the clump of trees, where there were bunkers and trenches and the black thing lying not fifty meters away. The thing that was the man Tom shot looked like a line drawn in the grass, small and insignificant.

Tom said, “He’s a crispy critter now. What difference does it make, whether I shot him or not?”

Willie Joe got closer to Tom’s face. “The difference is, he was supposed to suffer. The difference is, he’s supposed to be a fuckin example. Anybody fucks with us, he gets fried. He doesn’t get shot, he doesn’t get put out of his misery. He fries.”

Tom looked at the black line. Small wisps of smoke rose from the body. “In New Guinea,” he said, watching the smoke rise and diffuse in the hot air, “they call it long pig.”

Willie Joe was no longer in Tom’s face. “Do what?” he asked. “What you talkin about?”

“People,” Tom said. “People cooked for eating. In New Guinea, they call it long pig.”

Willie Joe’s face squinched up. “That’s fuckin disgusting, Man. That’s -- ” He waved his arms. “That’s the most disgusting thing I ever heard.” He turned then, and walked away.

From When I Went to Vietnam

Bureaucrats, Lord love 'em

My wife answered the phone Monday evening. The caller said she was with a state-sponsored agency that provides services to John, my wife’s brother. She asked if she could speak to John. My wife said, “John does not live here. I am his sister; how may I help you?” The state person asked my wife’s name, and when given that, said, “You are not on the list of people authorized to speak for John.” My wife said, “I am his legal guardian.” The woman said, “You are not on the list. We need to speak with John personally.” My wife said, “You do realize John has the mental capacity of a 5-year-old.” Silence from the state person. Then: “We need to speak with John.” My wife said, “All right. If you will call tomorrow, I will be at John’s assisted living home, and you can talk to him.” The state person and my wife agreed for 10 a.m. today.

How this has gone in the past: The state person calls. My wife holds the phone. The state person says, “Can you tell me your name?”

My wife: “John, tell the woman your name.” John does.

State person: “What is your birthday?”

My wife: “John, say Ten.” John says Ten. “Twelve.” John says Twelve. “Nineteen Fifty-Six.” John says Nineteen Fifty-Six.

State person: “What is your Social Security Number?”

My wife: “John, say Five.” And then the remaining numbers, one at a time.

This year would have some additional remarks from John. First additional remark: “We had a hurricane. Wind blew big. Wheew, wheew! And it rained real hard.” Second additional remark: “My bowels move good. I go and go.” This has been a good year for John’s bowels. He tells everyone.

Like telemarketers, bureaucrats work from a script. Say A, get response. Say B, get response. Not on script: ““You do realize John has the mental capacity of a 5-year-old.”

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Today’s news brought to you by …

“The young people you see in the mass media are just are fogy-ish as an old fogy. They are positive that the old model is still relevant. They create the news and supply it to you in doses they believe you can handle.”

http://thezman.com/wordpress/?p=11485

(It’s not news until we say it is.)

Friday, September 15, 2017

Wiergate, Texas

Wiergate is in far East Texas, on State Highway 63, between Farrsvile and Burkeville, not far from the Louisiana border.

Wiergate had a population of around 1,000 in 1936. Today, 450 people live there.

The town was established in the middle of thousands of acres of never-cut forest. The area was prime for logging.

“It had the last large lumber mill built in East Texas in 1917 by Houston lumberman Robert W. Wier, for whom it was named. The Wier Long Leaf Lumber Company was to clearcut an 86,000-acre tract of virgin longleaf pine in northern Newton, Jasper, and Sabine counties owned by the heirs of early lumbermen Henry Jacob Lutcher and G. Bedell Moore. The Lutcher and Moore heirs, who considered cutting and transporting the lumber to already established mills too expensive, gave Wier a contract to build a large sawmill on the site.”

https://www.tshaonline.org/handbook/online/articles/hlw34

Reportedly, Wier wanted to build the big sawmill at Burkeville, but landowners there didn’t want “rough sawmill workers” wondering around in town. In other words, “We’ll take the money the lumber brings, but we don’t want those people upsetting Burkeville.” Wier built a new town, carrying his name, four miles west of Burkeville.

The mill had a cutting capacity of 200,000 board feet every ten hours.

“In its heyday Wiergate was in all respects a company town. With a peak population of perhaps as many as 2,500 persons, it had a company-owned commissary, a drugstore, a barbershop, an ice plant, a depot, a swimming pool, a movie theater, and two schools and community houses (one for blacks, one for whites). … Wier also built the fifteen-mile Gulf and Northern Railroad, which connected his town to Newton.”

With lumber pretty much gone in the early 190s, Weir “dismantled the large mill, and abandoned the railroad. The population of Wiergate, estimated at 1,000 in 1936, fell to 350 by the end of the 1940s. However, a smaller mill, with a daily capacity of 50,000 board feet, was still in operation in 1990, using lumber from the region's second-growth forests.”

(Same link.)

Here is a satellite image link: https://www.google.com/maps/@30.9996389,-93.7251869,5200m/data=!3m1!1e3

There are a lot of trees around Wiergate. They do grow back.

Thursday, September 14, 2017

Tom Quick – 18th century hero, 20th century genocidal maniac

“The story is told that young Tom was out with his father and brother-in-law one day on some errand across the river, when the senior Quick was felled by a round from a marauding Indian’s rifle. Young Tom and the brother-in-law tried to drag the elder wounded Quick to safety, but he was dying and commanded them to run for their lives. The two men then frantically made their way back across the frozen river. Tom paused after reaching the bank to see if they were being pursued and saw to his horror his now-dead father being scalped.

“Something snapped in him and from this point on, Tom Quick swore vengeance on all Indians.”

http://www.legendsofamerica.com/loa/tom-quick/

Link at http://knuckledraggin.com/2017/09/tom-quick/

For a similar character, see http://www.johnlivereatingjohnston.com/




Wednesday, September 13, 2017

In case you are wondering if stupids are still in charge of the Democratic Party

MSNBC newslady says Democrats should have more of their people move to Wisconsin and Michigan.

"Why would the Democratic Party not just recruit people from California to move to Michigan and to Wisconsin?" Tur asked, adding it seemed like a "simplistic answer."

Tur said her friends had "brought this up repeatedly whenever we've talked about what's going on with the Democrats."

"Democrats have more voters, but they're in the wrong places," New York Times reporter Nicholas Confessore said.

Liberal guest Zerlina Maxwell interjected that there are policies in red states that "marginalize communities and that's why we choose to live in places like California and New York."

"Got it," Tur said.

(Got it? I don’t think so.)

http://freebeacon.com/politics/katy-tur-democrats-people-move-california-wisconsin-michigan/

Link at http://americandigest.org/


Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Facebook users exposed to new ideas

Zuckerberg promises error will never happen again.

“MENLO PARK, CA—Assuring users that the company’s entire team of engineers was working hard to make sure a glitch like this never happens again, Facebook executives confirmed during a press conference Tuesday that a horrible accident last night involving the website’s algorithm had resulted in thousands of users being exposed to new concepts. ‘Unfortunately, late Monday evening, a major failure in our news feed program allowed a significant number of users to come into contact with concepts unfamiliar to them,’ said CEO Mark Zuckerberg, appearing contrite as he emphasized to reporters that the issue had been resolved and that it was now safe to visit the social media site again without fear of encountering any opinions, notions, or perspectives not aligning with one’s existing worldview. ‘To those who were forced to read a headline they did not agree with when they visited Facebook yesterday, we are deeply sorry. It’s an inexcusable failing on our part if your viewpoints were not reinforced by what you saw onscreen. I want all Facebook users to know that you’ll never again encounter any ideas on our site that are in any way novel or ideologically challenging to you—that’s my personal promise.’ Zuckerberg then concluded the press conference by thanking users for their support, assuring them that a news article confirming their own individual political and personal biases would be directed to their news feeds with more information on Facebook’s policy.”

http://www.theonion.com/article/horrible-facebook-algorithm-accident-results-expos-53841

Link at http://americandigest.org/