Say, God, We Need To Talk About This Garden.

About 1% of the haul

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Minnesotans obsess about the end of Winter. It’s not yet upon us in this moment, but our survival mechanism has kicked in and we’re already planning for Spring. It’s the only way you get through 5-6 months of freezing weather, icy sidewalks, frozen skin, and a lack of sunlight. Part of that obsession, in my case, is planning a garden.

Last year I had accumulated a bunch of gift cards for Amazon. I used them to buy seeds. Lots of seeds. (And Cliff bars…) I thought about how to lay out the garden, where it would go, and how to tend it. It filled many a frozen hour.

Come Spring, I had a couple of yards of garden soil trucked in, spread it on a vacant lot next to my house (the city didn’t seem to care if it was mowed or shoveled, I figured they wouldn’t object to a garden) and it was close to my garden hose. We had some warm days in April and I put in the seeds very early.

Now, months later, I’m on the second planting. I have harvested corn, watermelons, beets, zucchini, onions, and dill. Soon I will harvest sweet potatoes and the last of the zucchini. Most of all, I have harvested about a forty pounds of carrots, carefully shredded and stored to make carrot cake for the homeless meals.

God, can you explain to me why you let me do this? I have so much food that I’m dehydrating, freezing, and giving away at a furious pace. I haul zucchini in my backpack to the food shelf nearby. I have enough shredded carrots to make carrot cake for 150 and will soon have zucchini in an equal amount to make zucchini cake and muffins for a second gigantic Good Neighbor Meal.

I also have jars of vegetable chips I made in the dehydrator. Oh, how I love that wonderful machine from Cabelas. (Its making dehydrated cinnamon apple strips right now.)

Did I mention Rhubarb? Yeah, I have about 100 times as much of that as I can use as well.

Is this a message? Yes – I am blessed. I am able to kill off my stress and grow great things to eat. Not much better than a carrot fresh from the earth.

But next year, God, can you at least send someone to help with the weeding?

 

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Please Return To Your Seat. After You Wash Your Hands With Dove.

I was going to write a blog last week that criticized several major figures in the news. I was going to make it completely generic, and then at the very end point out that those of you who agreed with me just didn’t like the people involved and were ignorant of their actual positions. I never got the shot – real life events are even stranger.

Yesterday the internet’s sewer, social media, lit up with a Social Justice Warrior bashing of Dove soap. There was a gif posted that was condemned as racist. In the gif, a black woman took her shirt off over her head and transformed to a white woman. Oooohhhh – black people are dirty and Dove is evil. Memes abounded, minds were lost, Dove apologized.

Except… well, there was a third panel to the gif where a “woman of color” emerged when the white woman peeled her shirt off over her head. Yeah. I guess the message might have been “We’re all the same underneath, but the skin on top sure could use some Dove to get it clean.” That never happened, because someone edited the gif and destroyed Dove before noon.

The saddest part is that the minute I saw the crap-storm, I knew it was a fake. How? Because it was too obvious. Major corporations almost never attempt to destroy their brand that way- except the NFL. They seem hell-bent on driving away the fans. But Dove got screwed by the lunatic left.

Why is that sad? Because all sorts of otherwise thoughtful people I know hopped on the wagon and started throwing moldy turnips. There was no pause for thought, no questioning the hate they had been fed. In some cases it was clear that because their black friend had posted the screed, the white person had to be more outraged or be adjudged racist. Really? Wow. If not going nuts and jumping right in over a controversy dooms you to being a racist, just get me a hood. Some of you have decided that I must wear one when nobody is looking anyway, and it’s getting cold out. My head could use the warmth.

Back to the real world. Don’t believe everything you see on Facebook. Whether it’s Alex Jones and Infowars, or Black Lives Matter, they (everyone repeat after me) all have a product to sell, and want your money. I think I’ve said that about 10 times on this blog over the past few years. Every extreme position wants you to fund them. Period.

So, back to the original post – it’s just too choice not to post it after working up all the people above. (Yeah, I lose readers everytime I spout the truth. The truth, that is, that most of what you see on the internet is absolute crap.)

A whole bunch of the same people lost their minds when President Trump took action on DACA. If you’d like to learn a bit, and perhaps expand your horizons, read on. If you prefer to spew leftist talking points and sound bites, pretending that they are rational, adult views, you can return to your on-line copy of The Nation and use that new cover as a dartboard.

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DACA, as the link above stated, was a decision by the Obama administration to not prosecute illegal aliens. Mind you, they were smallish illegal aliens, but none-the-less they were not born here, and therefore not entitled to be here without going through the immigration process. Because calling it the “We’re not going to enforce the law and let this bunch of future voters slide decision” would be a mouthful, and all-too-truthful, the marketing whizzes at the Democrat party called it the Dreamers Act. Now, in the United States, acts are usually by Congress and known as laws. By mislabeling this thing (*not officially, but in all the public statements*) it made it sound like all of these little children (some of whom were 31 at the time of this decision – that’s a mighty big kid in my opinion…) were merely being protected from the evil government, and all would grow up to be doctors, lawyers (we have enough of that group), and nuclear rocket surgeons. Never was it mentioned that a “dreamer” might be a seriously underpaid indentured servant, a janitor, a painter, a roofer, a sales clerk… nope, all were future stars of society.

This clearly was unconstitutional. The President has prosecutorial discretion, but to take on an entire class of people breaking the law (yes, if you slip across the border, you are illegal) and use this as a replacement for the legally mandated immigration process, is clearly a violation. He (Obama) flaunted the law after repeatedly promising not to do what he actually did with this decision. Here’s his position before running for President:

So what, exactly, did Satan… I mean President Trump (Sorry, I was listening to NPR a while ago and it must have “earwigged” me) do that was so terrible? He said that this unconstitutional circumvention of legal process regarding immigration was going to be curtailed regarding enrollment immediately, and ended completely in six months with all prosecutorial items on the table once again. Further, he advised that during the next six months, the collection of lying and self-important idiots (my opinion, not NPR) that constitutes Congress, had best do their danged jobs and pass some kind of immigration reform that he would actually sign. If they want to preserve the status of any small kids dragged here against their will, he would consider it, but they (the lying/selfish/puffed-up idiots in Congress) had to actually pass a bill and send it to him.

Holy Crap! He’s asking the governmental process to do what it should… He is not just taking unilateral action to circumvent the law – unlike his predecessor.

Here’s the deal: he’s trying to uphold the law. Now, you might not like the law, but what he’s doing is the right thing. If you fault him for not “just fixing it” on this item, you must then accept his unilateral action on other things that you like even less. That’s the beauty of our system: it has checks and balances. He cannot/should not just make things happen when they belong to the legislative process. Obama did that frequently, and the wimps in Congress didn’t have enough spine to fight it. He (President Trump) is more-or-less double-dog-daring Congress to do their jobs and uphold the rule of law.

Me? I like the rule of law. One set of rules for everyone. This enforcement of federal immigration law does not deport any children born in the United States. But it does present a dilemma to their families – do we abandon the child and leave because we’re here illegally, or do we take them along. This is a situation completely of their own doing. Nobody forced them over the border at gunpoint and made them give birth here in the United States. Sound harsh? I don’t think so. You see, we have been tacitly rewarding people for breaking our laws by not enforcing them. They are now going to be enforced. It is up to the Congress to decide what law will be enforced six months from now when President Trump’s decision takes effect.

You see, all he is doing is upholding the law and not acting like an authoritarian. Isn’t that what you wanted?

Oh, and before you unfollow me, or send me nasty comments/emails, I’d like to remind you that the nation without laws is no nation at all – it is a hopeless cause. I want the laws enforced fairly for all. This being said, I will miss you as a reader if you go. But if you are intellectually honest, President Trump is not the problem here, he’s merely trying to get the system back on track. Don’t believe me? Listen to his opponents:

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This Will Be Rather Bare-Bones Regarding Las Vegas

Last week I was in Dallas. I taught a couple of classes on police work and weapons. The last 24 hours have been nothing but weapons and police on television and the internet.

My congratulations to all of the writers who attended my classes at the American Christian Fiction Writers conference. Each and every one of you clearly know more than the mainstream media about weaponry and how the police work by virtue of those two classes. That strikes me as very sad.

I am reserving my input on the Las Vegas attack, as it proves nothing except I know what to look for, and it would inflame some people. But there will be some facts coming out that will make the media jackals really look bad. One pundit has said (and I’ll mangle the quote to be sure) “For the first 72 hours, you’re better off getting your information from the crazy lady that talks to the statues in the park instead of the media.” I think he’s correct.

But for the love of all that is sanity, the media needs to take a deep breath, call on people that actually have fired a weapon as consultants, who understand the gun laws, and how difficult it is to obtain an actual machine gun, and knock off the politicization of every incident involving a gun.

If any members of the media are reading this post, please feel free to contact me for an interview. I’d love to help you get the story straight. My rates are surprisingly low, and I’m good on camera.

In the meantime, ain’t nobody got it right from what I’ve seen. Including some retired police officials who are “consultants” to the major networks.

It’s truly sad just how poorly our news is researched and reported.

As to Las Vegas, I mourn for the families of the fallen.

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Something Was Restored This Weekend. #ACFW2017

It is after midnight in a very dark hotel room. The only light is from electronics recharging and the screen of my laptop. My wife is sound asleep across the room, and I’m sitting here in a dress shirt and shorts writing. My suit (yes, I actually own one) is hanging on the back of the chair, and my cowboy boots are kicked into the space between my bed and the balcony. It’s a pretty darned good night in my life.

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I’m in Dallas, scene of my Genesis victory two years ago. That same book, Assault on Saint Agnes, didn’t even make it to the final round of the competition for published works this year. While I was a little disappointed, it wasn’t fatal. I was actually okay with that, as I was competing against some industry heavyweights now, and you don’t win all of them. I went to the conference anyway, mainly because I’d skipped it the previous year.

Why did I skip it? The list was long, but 2017 came along and I had new goals and skills to flaunt. So I applied to teach at this year’s American Christian Fiction Writers conference. I submitted 6 different lesson plans, and they hired me to teach two of them (I have a copy of the check if you don’t believe me.)

I studied my material. I read a lot of websites, blogs, and PDF documents on police work and crime scene investigation. I was amazed at how little all of that had changed in the 36 years since I was a sworn officer. I was secretly pleased that maybe for an old man I had something special to contribute. I even did ride-along nights with the excellent people of the Ramsey County Sheriff’s Office, and the Bloomington Police Department. They treated me very well, and gave me excellent access to verify my studies – and it was like magic: I was back in a patrol car and loving it. (Don’t worry, Dearheart, I won’t do it again for at least 20 years.)

My wife and I got to Dallas a day early, spent some quality time shopping. Yes, I even bought something for me. Nice meals, Netflix at night, and some time to be married.

The next three days were consumed with attending classes and teaching classes. I have to say that my two hours in the teacher role were a delight. I heard good things from my students, and they asked questions that told me I had the subjects in a good place. Mind you, some of these people write murder mysteries that you would recognize, and they loved my classes on Basic Police Patrol and Crime Scene Protection, as well as another class designed to teach authors about the finer points of weaponry for their books. I had finally given back after all the hours I spent in other people’s classrooms.

Saturday night was the awards banquet. It was actually great fun to watch the new authors compete for the same award I won two years ago. Smiling faces now launched on their way to publication. It’s still a long road for most, but they’re serious about their craft (being here for a very expensive conference that lasts 3 days is not for the people just dabbling!) and moving forward at a rapid pace.

Then it was time for the awards for the people I compete with all year for sales. To my delight, I was pleased for all the winners with no bitterness. After attending these events for over five years, I knew these authors. I had read some of their books, and I was aware of what they do for new authors. More than a few of them had mentored me. Best of all, I usually knew two of the three finalists, sometimes all three. All worthy of their awards. It made me smile to see good people who write to promote the Kingdom of God do well.

We wrapped it up in the hotel bar. No, I did not crawl out of the bar. (I had to clarify that for my sailor friends.) But I did get to talk to old friends, smile at people who won nice awards, and plan for the next year.

Changes are coming folks. Good ones. Ones that will be revealed soon.

In the meantime, be blessed. Revel in the victories of your friends. It feels good.

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London 9/15/2017 – Probably Not Missionary Baptists Putting Bombs On The Tube

Remember my post from 9/12? Forgot already, eh?

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For those of you who are probably wondering how I know that it’s not Baptists, it’s because the Gospel of Jesus Christ does not endorse this kind of madness. The Quran, on the other hand, does exactly so in its dark pages.

You might be thinking – “It didn’t amount to much. Nobody was killed.” Yeah. Let’s change things a tiny bit – it goes off while the train enters an underground section of the route. It doesn’t fizzle, but ignites properly. Now it’s dozens, perhaps hundreds, dead.

That is the enemy: they will kill you for being you on the way to work. Children, old men, business women – doesn’t matter. It’s all in the name of Jihad.

So before you dismiss this one as “another lone-wolf attack” think about where you’ve been lately where a 5-gallon pail would be unremarkable. Now picture it exploding in flames.

I’m betting that your tolerance of Islam just went down about 90% or more.

It’s real, people. Be on guard.

Oh, yeah.. it has not been identified as an Islamic terrorist attack as of 0749 Central Daylight Savings Time. But it will be soon. If it is not, visit this page next week for my apology and the picture of me writing a check out to an Islamic Charity.

Bwhahahahaha. Not bloody likely. It’s not bigoted if its factual, and this observation is based on over three decades of observing this death-cult.

But just so all of you snowflakes are feeling balanced: Daggone Baptists.

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