Let Me Splain This Clearly

This post is for all of my friends who are distraught over families being separated at the border when they are captured breaking the law. Yes, illegal immigrants. The legal ones come in through ports of entry with documentation. Now that we’ve established the difference, we need to break another line out for you: if you show up with your whole family as a refugee on the border, and are here for economic purposes, you’re faking that as well. Especially if you’re from Honduras, Belize, Guatemala, etc. You had other countries in which to take refugee status on the way here. And, economic gain is not a reason for refugee status.

Now that we’ve eliminated about 99% percent of the people in focus here as having bad reasons, what about the 1% who are real refugees? They are unfortunately buried by the wave of others. Sometimes bad things happen, relatively speaking. But it’s not quite so awful as you might think, so read on… there is a price for everything in this world.

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All of this is because Donald Trump hates brown people, right? Wrong. It’s the law. Has been for years. But he’s especially harsh on foreigners because he’s a xenophobe. Right? Wrong. And I’ll tell you why.

Essentially the people in question are homeless persons with no place to stay while awaiting adjudication. What if a similarly homeless woman in Kenosha, Wisconsin, was arrested for setting abandoned dumpsters on fire. Much like the silly argument that entering the country illegally hurts nobody, we now have a woman who has forced the police and fire department (like the Customs Border Patrol) to respond to the blazing dumpster. She has no address, she’s created a problem, and because you can’t just issue her a ticket and expect her to show up, you arrest her.

What about the kids? Well, some of my evangelical friends, and those on the left, think we should put them all up in the nearest Super 8 hotel and give them free waffles until we can hear the case and determine their fate. Uh, no. You put her in jail, and the kids in foster care if available. But what if you have 5,000 dumpster fires in Kenosha? Not that many foster care facilities. So you put the kids in a converted Walmart that has the facilities to care for them while 5,000 arsonists hang out in jail.

You see, putting children in correctional facilities with their parents is a bad idea. We used to do it in the previous centuries, and it led to horrible crimes against the children. This is for their protection. It’s also part of a straw-man argument that we face: it’s wrong to detain the parents because the children must be detained as well. Let’s not enforce this because it’s bad for the kids.

How about don’t drag your kids across the desert and break into my country in hopes that you will beat our laws and find a new life. How about you follow the immigration process, like everyone should, and then I’ll gladly welcome you in to become a citizen. Don’t want to be a citizen? Then I don’t really want you here. I want people around me that want to be my brother and sister Americans.

But back to the baby being torn from mom’s breast in the evil concentration camp. Not so much a real thing. Hyperbole. Maybe happened once or twice, but if you would like to see the irrational things people do when they are about to be put in custody, just watch three hours of Live PD on Saturday night.

It might change your frame of reference. I hope it does.

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Then There Was That Other Thing…

For those of you who have been along on this ride for a while, the next line is redundant. For the newcomers, it is safe to say that I have a busy life. In the past 17 days I signed a contract to record a new audio book, I put a novel in the hands of my editor for revisions, I have gardened almost daily, I have been working on a ghost-writing project, I have been taking care of a sick friend, I canned 6 different kinds of jam, I made reservations for a writers conference, I worked full-time at the day job, emceed a Memorial Day service for 1200 people, walked to work almost every day, annoyed hundreds on Facebook & Twitter, worked to organize my church’s mission trip to Haiti, and I agreed to coauthor a children’s book.

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Why? Because I’m happiest when I’m there’s something cooking. That drives my wife nuts, but this winter there was a period of enforced inactivity (relatively speaking) and it started to get to me. I got itchy. I fixed that with a trip the range, and after convincing myself that I am still the greatest shot in my household (Stormy can’t hit a barn with a pistol – no thumbs) I embarked on the current raft of activity.

The new children’s book will be co-authored by the most brilliant writer in the greater Buffalo area: my niece. She called me on Thursday and asked if I would write a book for people her age. I agreed, but only if she’ll help me write it. I need the help, she’s way smarter than I ever was, or will be. My niece and nephew are both great youngsters, and I am more in awe of them with each day. The elder of the pair is already able to deliver graduate level lectures on character development and plot as it relates to the Marvel Universe, and I have no doubt that his younger sibling will drag me along on the writing ride of my life.

Jane, I am so looking forward to our working together.

Now, If I can only get Stormy to put that pistol down…

“Who me?

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Let’s Take A Moment To Help Others, But Not At The Cost Of Our Values.

Free association. It’s a great part of the American identity. Unfortunately, it’s been under fire the last few decades under the misguided (in my opinion) conception that you must treat everyone equally at all times in every way or you are criminally/civilly liable. This has been construed to mean that you must provide services to causes/lifestyles that you find morally objectionable.

The Supreme Court ruled on Monday in the case of a Colorado baker who had refused to make a wedding cake for a gay couple. The Colorado state officials then bludgeoned the man with bureaucracy and tried to destroy his business. It has happened to others, and will probably happen again. The court ruled that he had been singled out and maliciously treated. The court did not rule, specifically, on the constitutionality of the case regarding his alleged obligation to bake a cake for a gay couple.

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I can’t help but wonder what the implications are of this societal need to make you comply with the current moral climate. We never seem to learn that these things are transitory, and change with each era. Following one’s own internal compass, especially if it’s based in your belief in God, is not a bad guideline to avoid the moving target that we face today.

But, you say, some religions allow you to discriminate against homosexuals, women, and those of color! I guess that’s true, but I’m not talking about the codified structural systems under Sharia law. I’m talking about, as noted in the first sentence today, the right to free association.

It is fairly simple: the market will make room for any product for which there is a demand. You do not need to force people to provide goods and services based on lifestyle. If you haven’t paid attention, it is literally impossible to tell if someone is gay by looking at them. Black, Hispanic, etc., are visual in most cases, and discrimination on that basis shouldn’t be allowed. If a gay man goes into a bakery and orders a dozen pies, and his cash is good, nobody cares. But asking someone of faith, regardless of that faith, to make a product they deem objectionable violates the concept of free speech and association. There are others in the market that will provide what they desire, and since there is no monopoly on baking cakes, or flower arrangements, or photography, you can find another provider who will accommodate your needs and lifestyle.

You may ask, “Well, where’s the line?” It’s a good question. I won’t even try to answer it, it’s like pornography: I’ll know it when I see it. But I do know this much: if I was asked to be Santa for a gay couple’s children, I would. I have. I’m not blessing their association, I’m entertaining their children. If I was asked to officiate a gay wedding as Santa, that would be another story, as it would involve my religious faith, and set of principles, in the matter of holy matrimony. Similarly, if you asked me to be Santa at a NAMBLA event, there’s a really good chance of Hell freezing over before I’d take the gig.

In the current climate, I am not allowed to make all of the choices I want to make regarding these sorts of issues. So I have tightly restricted what I will and won’t do as a performer, and as a writer, to fit into my worldview. It means that I do turn down some things that I don’t object to just so that I am protected when the objectionable things come along. Is that fair to me? I can’t take work, or advertise for work, that I’d like to do because it means I might have to accept work from someone who’s life choices I find objectionable on a faith level?

Before you rush to flood me with work requests for events where they torture penguins in cyberspace, and take dirty pictures with middle-aged men, be aware that I won’t be available that day. I’ve turned down plenty of work from straight white people that involved tasks that I will not do. Examples? A party where the goal is to get really drunk and then cavort with Santa. A dirty/bad Santa telling off-color jokes *(Did you hear about the life-size Babzie doll and the drunken elves?)*, a stripping Santa (When you get done gagging, I have to say the paycheck offered was enormous.) And the list goes on.

What I suggest, humbly, is that you treat people nicely. And since you don’t want to be forced to bake the cake for White Supremacy Day, or make a floral arrangement that says “I hope you rot in hell because you’re a (fill in the blank)” that you not force that on other people. I am betting that someone will do it if you don’t want to do it. I know for a fact they found people to fill in the events above when I turned them down.

My point is simple: government should not be forcing people to provide business services to anyone. Yes, there will be mindless, stupid discrimination. Some of it will be mean spirited in your opinion. But should I really be able to go to the Hilal restaurant and order a BLT? Because I don’t think I should. I respect their choice. And there are plenty of other places that will make me the sandwich.

Let’s head back to that golden rule: don’t force other people to eat the crow you despise.

On that note, go out and be decent to everyone you meet.
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Memorial Day 2018.

This morning I was walking through the living room when the opening notes of the Star Spangled Banner sounded from the television. I stopped in place, came to attention, and presented a salute to the flag standard that I visualized in front of me. I sang along silently, each word a tender morsel for my soul. I thought about the men and women who had given their lives for us, that we might be able to honor them today. They didn’t die to be remembered, but if we fail to remember them today, they have died in vain. That salute, that honoring of the anthem, is a part of today.

Memorial Day is often confused with Veterans Day by civilians. Some crabby ex-military types get all wound up when strangers thank them for their service on Memorial Day. To those of us who served, and lost friends, it’s a sacred thing. You see, we do use that day to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. But if your heart is in the right place, that bit of thanks to the living isn’t really out of place. We all know we could be one of the fallen. We all wrote that check payable to Uncle Sam for the price of our lives, we just didn’t see ours cashed in service to the nation. I would ask my fellow veterans to be gracious when someone thanks them: they mean well.

Patrick is the gentleman in the center of the photo.

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With each passing year, I find myself a little more mellow on the issue of my service. Part of it is that I am grateful for that experience, and saddened by the loss of friends. As the decades have unreeled, I mourn for more and more of the people who have been killed in service during the current conflicts. Conflicts. Nice word. They are wars. When you grab a gun, or a helicopter, or a pair of swim fins, and go out to engage enemies, you’re at war. I see their names in the news, and say a prayer for them and their families. Because whether you die in Georgia near a Waffle House when your C-130 crashes, or you die in the mountains of Afghanistan, you gave your life in service to your country.

Some of the sadness is for the ones who come back from service wounded and take their own lives. I have come to understand that all of us who served in any kind of role were wounded in some way. For some the wound is a limp, or damaged hearing. For others, its a trauma that wounds the soul. Some of our company take their own lives. The pain is too great. I consider them combat casualties as well.

On Memorial Day we will gather. Young vets, old vets, family, civilians and clergy. We will honor the fallen. And then a lot of us will adjourn to the local VFW and tilt a cold one for absent friends. And whether you served last week, or in Korea, you will stare at the bubbles for a few minutes and think about the sacrifice they made for the nation.

I am humbled to have served with some, known others, and read about the rest.

God, please bless them all. And, while you’re at it, Bless the United States of America.

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The #PinkDeathmobile Is Coming On Time Today.

I ride the bus on the way home from work. Walk to work, ride home. At the end of the day I’m out of gas. In my area, I can catch a lot of different busses with just a 15 minute walk.

I was strongly tempted to do so recently when a bus pulled up at my stop. It was covered in logos and advertising for the local death merchants. You know, the ones who plan to rip living beings out of their mothers. I won’t name their name, but they do some contraceptive work to make their eugenics more palatable to the gullible.

The reality is, they kill babies. If you donate money to “help prevent teen pregnancy” you are funding abortions. They just move money from pot to pot so that they can keep the carnage flowing. The government even gives them money to kill babies. I’m not good with that at all.

So instead of the cheery pictures of birth control devices and the cheeky message, I’d like to propose the look of the bus if they used truth in advertising:

If they were honest.

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On the other hand, if you just changed a few things, and gave space to a group that is the oldest civil rights advocate in the nation, I’m sure the metro transit walla’s would never accept it, as it involves weapons and violence in their misguided world view. Yet the NRA has never killed a single baby. All they’ve done is train people in responsible gun use and protect your civil rights. You will never see this one:

We teach responsible gun handling.

So why is killing babies okay to fund, yet they don’t list that on their bus? Oh, it doesn’t fit the agenda. But if you brought an NRA logo bus to the line, there’d be protest in the streets about mass shootings, gun nuts, antiquated something-or-another, George Washington didn’t own an AR-15 (He actually had a better set of weapons in his era, but let’s not talk about that…) etc.

It’s all about optics, progressive and unelected governing bodies (The Met Council is appointed) and how they let us proles deal with life: only on their terms.

Climb aboard subjects, your overlords have a message for you.

I hate the rules of this nation. Nobody should be without an election in an office of power. No third terms for anyone in anything. You are our employees, not our rulers.

Maybe that’s why I like Donald Trump: he knows he’s just a temporary employee of the people. They should all remember that fact. Especially the ones letting the Grim Reaper pick the color schemes for the bus.

Next time, I’m walking. I hope you walk away as well. If nobody rides the Pink Deathmobile, maybe they’ll get the message.

(Final note: if they put a picture of a 21 week old baby on the bus, and write “This one’s still fair game for the vacuum!” I might change my mind. Evil loses its power when the sun shines.)

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