Another Excellent Day In My Life

Last Wednesday my God Daughter’s school had a ceremony honoring veterans. Her mother and father are both teachers. I will not put their names out here to protect their privacy. But I have to say that I love the whole family dearly, and honor them greatly. The only really questionable decision I’ve ever seen them make was asking us to be the God Parents. (I mean, who’d leave their kid with me if they died, right?)

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In any event, and very seriously, I was deeply touched by the event held at Eagan High School. For those of you who have written off the younger generation, you have never met my God Daughter and her classmates. Fine young people who honored us (the vets) with breakfast and a ceremony that brought tears to our eyes. We felt loved. Honored. Appreciated. Respected.

In return, I swelled with pride over the young people who came up to me after the ceremony and introduced themselves as recent enlistees. Others, dozens, came to shake our hands.

Our country will be in good hands when these young people take the wheel. It’s that annoying generation just before them we have to survive. (I kid. I’ve met some amazing millennials who have served our country. Good people. Not a man-bun among them.)

Most of all, I knew how she felt about us (my wife is a vet as well) and was touched by the invitation. A very nice affair in every regard. And a fine young woman whom I love dearly.

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Here’s the link to the ceremony (It’s at the bottom right of the home page right now. A week from now I’m not promising). Carve the time out to watch it today. You will figure out where we all choked up by the end. I can only say, in my most humble voice, that I was among heroes on Wednesday. And it was an honor.

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An End Of The Week Veterans Day Mishmash.

This will be shorter than normal. Let’s start.

President-elect Trump, I’ve found the starting point for draining the swamp: The V.A. While there are many fine professionals working there in clinician roles, the joint needs a draining of administrators. Prosecute all those who have caused harm through venality and greed. Anyone who’s been proven to mistreat a vet, or push off their treatment just to make their numbers, must be prosecuted to the fullest extent. That would be the nicest present you could give us for this Veterans Day. Please start there, Mr. Trump.

Happy Veterans Day to all who have served. Especially my wife, a fellow sailor, spook, linguist, and Courtemanche (for 31 years.) I’m so glad that you are a part of my life.

To all my fellow spooks: you didn’t get the recognition you deserved in the day. I was laughing this morning at the highly-unauthorized group photo taken in front of the N.S.A. headquarters. My biggest regret is not having more pictures of my friends from that time. You were all, regardless of political persuasion, amazing people.

To this day, when I meet a vet they get an immediate ear. Seems they just try a bit harder than most. Proud to be numbered among them.

Finally, I’m at 97 reviews on Amazon. I know there are at least four of you who mean to write a review but never get to it. So, today’s the day. Click the link, log in to your amazon account, and write the review right now. I really would like to hit 100 reviews today. I appreciate your help.

Now, go about your business and collect those free dinners, lunches, and coffees. I’ll be at Famous Dave’s for mine. Dave’s a great guy, fine food, and they treat vets very well.

Be blessed. I’ll be back next week.

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In War: Resolution. In Defeat: Defiance. In Victory: Magnanimity. In Peace: Goodwill

I’m writing this as the results come in. The quote is from Sir Winston Churchill. I abide by it.

As I pointed out four years ago, no tanks in the streets tomorrow. Count your blessings that you can head to slumber in full confidence of this fact.

Some observations about the election:

The press shamed themselves. First they promoted Trump for the show, and to wreck the other Republicans. Well, they got their wish. At the end, not a nice word was to be found about him in the local fish-wrapper. I will not name them, except to say they’ve been known as “The Red Star” since I was a youth. Odious swine, including most of their colleagues on television.

The Republican party, especially the leadership among elected officials, also shamed themselves. They did not keep their pledge. Nor did the back their man. Louts. All of them. Except Reince. His was a lonely road. He is to be applauded.

The pundits. Tonight they are all agog over the results. Brian Williams, who was under sniper fire with Hillary in Rhodesia during the Second World War if I remember correctly, said “Nobody counted yard signs!” Really, doofus? For the sake of all… I counted them. My friend Bob counted them. The response from our liberal friends was that yard signs are not effective and a waste of money and it showed that Hillary! was smarter than Donald. I will continue to laugh for weeks. No matter which one wins, the press and the pundits were all very wrong.

Bill O’Reilly. Bill, I’ve got something for you: a swift kick in the ego. You pontificating nitwit. I knew you were a windbag for years. You have ugly ties. Now go eat a grenade and give Geraldo a hug. Seriously. You are now an official parody of yourself. My, but how tiresome you have become.

Now, to the rest of you: nice job. No riots, no bad behavior. The workplace was largely civil and I enjoyed standing with my fellow citizens to vote as we waited for the polls to open.

I’ll be back with some additional thoughts very soon. Right now, the noggin is empty. (Shut up, Larry. I hear you laughing.)

No Option Left If You Wish To Save The Republic: Donald Trump

If you are a dyed-in-the-wool supporter of the most power-driven woman in history, one who throws subordinates under the bus, leaves good men to die in Benghazi (she did, in her defense, have help from Obama), and who has been shamed repeatedly by her competition with charges of corruption, then you’re probably not going to like this next bit. But don’t despair, I’ll get to Trump after the videos. I’ve not yet mentioned her shabby treatment of women who accused her husband of rape. But, we don’t want to talk about that. So, how about we stick to the serial lying? The video gets the point across:

Before I go any further, I’d like to talk to my friends who will be voting third party. I know some of you are doing so in protest. It’s about as effective as protesting gravity at this point. Frankly, if you have not been politically involved all along the process, and just bitch and moan today about how stupid both are so you’ll vote for one of the others, you have nobody to blame but yourself tomorrow.

If you are planning on this, and have not been involved all along in a third party based on ideological principles of that party, today you either deposit one in the pot or move on mutely to be quiet for the next four years. Vote for one of them. Yes, the lesser of two evils. Because “none of the above” isn’t going to win, and the two who are flipping the coin are not impressed with your protest. Pick a side. Either side. But pick one. The only thing that you get in the middle of the road is run over.

Back to Hillary.

If she was to enlist in the military this morning… she wouldn’t be let in even if she was 22, perfect shape, and ready to go. Why? Because she’d never get a security clearance based on her blatant misuse of classified documents. She couldn’t even maintain the computer the email was typed on. She is completely untrustworthy, and never will be. She has demonstrated her contempt for the citizens of this country over and over, lying to congress and the public.

No way, Jose.

Donald J. Trump is a vulgar man who has a lot of money. He’s blunt, he says a lot of things that get misconstrued. He says some things that are just dumb. But there is a hope that he will be helped to lead, blocked if he screws up, and exiled in 4 years if he fails. He will not fundamentally change this nation if he’s a train-wreck. He might do well. I’m not sure.

But I am sure that the rapacious woman from Chicago/Arkansas/Washington/New York is a vile creature who lets people die on her watch. A woman with contempt for the military. A woman who put our national security at risk so that she could avoid scrutiny of her email system. She’s unfit for any elected office, and unstable. Medically and emotionally.

Trump might shake a fist and bloviate, Hillary rages and throws things. She passes out and rides around in an ambulance.

I could go on, but if you’ve made it this far you have to make a choice:

Vote for her, knowing she’s a liar and a thief.

Vote for him, knowing that he’s a boor, but has the potential to follow the constitution.

Vote for none of the above, and elect her.

If you don’t vote for him because he’s not a good Christian, you’re going to elect her. A woman who holds no spiritual belief beyond a firm stance in favor of very-late-term-abortion, and her own divinity.

The reality is, he’s a jerk, she’s a menace. Jerks win over menaces every time when you have to pick someone to leave the kids with on Saturday when there’s an emergency and you’ve got to go to Detroit. He’s the Uncle Buck of candidates with hair that Alfalfa would have shunned.

She’s the one you leave the dog with and find out that she’s Cruella de Vil dressed in frumpy clothes and shower curtains stolen from a Motel 6 where Bill stayed on his way to pedophile island.

Trump try to be everyone’s president if they’re a citizen, or become one. I know that chafes some of you, but this election is for legal citizens.

She’ll be out for blood right away. She’s got a long history of that kind of behavior. Whoa be unto those who have crossed her.

Your choice. I’ll be able to hold my head up either way. Until I’m sent to the camp.

If you think that is a step too far, I hope you’re right. I suspect my taxes will be audited, my reputation sullied, and my dog is already thinking of shaving.

Dear Mr. Trump

Mr. Trump:

I wanted to write this letter before I cast my vote tomorrow. It’s been a long election season, and as a nation it’s been rough. I didn’t want to miss this final chance to get your attention as a private citizen in the event you win the election.

A little background might help you with the context. I’m a former cop. Didn’t do it for long, just a year. But I did get the degree in Law Enforcement and went through a fun-filled sixteen week academy. I also have a degree in Political Science, and am a total history and politics junkie. I am a nerd as well, with a third degree, and a bunch of certificates, in computer science and telecommunications. Finally, I held a military job as an intelligence collector/analyst and held the highest level of clearance you can have. I have a great deal of respect for the proper treatment of classified information.

Additionally I’m a Christian, married to the same woman for 30+ years, have a rescue dog, and do some acting on the side. The author thing? Yeah, one award-winning novel.

So here’s a list of reasons why I’m granting you the privilege of occupying the White House. Please pay attention, as you will be working for me and 330 million of my fellow citizens. If you *#@& it up, I’ll be writing more letters. Only fair, I plan on doing the same to your opponent if she steals… wins the election.

Abortion. I’m fairly impressed with your stand. You’ve had a change of heart on the issue. She’s more offensive than ever on the topic. She endorses late term abortion, up until the moment the baby emerges from the womb. I have two good friends that are respected doctors: both say that there is no medical condition that requires killing the baby once you’re past about 26 weeks. None. She’s in favor of it, you aren’t.

Classified material. I’ll be blunt: she’s a lying felon who should be in prison. Nobody I know, and I know a lot of people who have/have held a top secret clearance, would have been allowed to stay free until their trial given what she’s done. The mere fact that she set up a clandestine email system to avoid the Freedom of Information Act, and then used it was a felony. The fact that classified material was sent that way is an additional felony every time you do it. It was hundreds, or even thousands of times. Jail for life, Donald. She has rigged the system. You’re right. Intent doesn’t matter, the act is what counts. I know you have not had access to classified material until recently. You haven’t mishandled any as far as I know, and I’m sure Hillary would have let us know, so keep it that way. People lose their lives when felons like Hillary get hold of that power.

Campaign funding. I’m going way back to 2008 and her scandals then. Her opponent, the guy who’s POTUS right now, slammed her for her ethics regularly. I remember some waiters donating big bucks to her campaign. You, well, you really can’t be bought. You’ve got a ton of your own money. She’d sell her grandchild for the right figure. Let’s hope Abuela doesn’t get an offer from the Saudi’s for the kid, or the line: “How much for the little girl?” wont’ just be a line from The Blues Brothers.

She’s abused more women that I know of than you have. You’re a crude man on occasion. I’ve only recently become aware of just how bad you can be. Her? I knew about her merciless selling out of women since the whole fun-fest that Bill’s exploits brought. She called Lewinsky a stalker. James Carville suggested that one of the women who accused Bill of rape
was trailer trash and a prostitute. I don’t remember Hillary leaping to her defense. Back to the Saudi’s: she takes their loot and they subjugate women to an extent almost nobody outside the Taliban can top. Yup, she’s a real champion of women. You, Mr. Trump, put your money where your mouth is and have a number of women high up in your company. I understand that you also pay them well. Versus Mrs. Clinton paying lower wages to her women.

You have promised to drain the swamp. She embodies all that is wrong with politics in the United States.

Benghazi. She lied about what triggered it and was complicit in letting those men die. You seem to be a friend of the military. Not even a question. You’re the guy on this one.

Voting for her is voting for a felon awaiting indictment. It’ll never happen, but she’s as dirty as can be, and the Clinton Foundation is ripe for a RICO. Sunday Comey said no new info on the Weiner hard drive. Again, the mere fact that the information was sent on a clandestine server is a multiple felony. I also loved the news today that she had her freaking maid printing out and faxing classified information. Her maid. Sweet hopping… Enough. I won’t put up with four years of that if I can avoid it.

You have promised to pursue term-limits. I’ll spare you her history of backing long-term politicians with one exception: She was very fond of Byrd, a former Klan member who died rather unrepentant. He was still using the “N” word until the year before he died. She honored him as a great leader at the time of his death. Yup, she’s all about change.

My hope, Mr. Trump, is that you tone down the exaggerations and outright lies that sometimes fall into your dialogue as you campaign. It’s not becoming at all. You don’t need it in any way. Be honest. Call a wood plank a wood plank, and don’t embellish. She’s an amazing liar. She lies through her teeth and gets caught over and over again, but just forges on in hopes that people will tire of it. I’m done with her. You still have a way to go. Get on it.

Build a wall. It’s a sovereign nation and I want our borders intact. She’s looking for open borders. I like being an American. She’s evidently not all that fond of our national identity.

Put your business in your kid’s hands (Donald or Eric, don’t care which. Ivanka would be a good choice as well) and let them run it while you have the executive job. Keep your nose clean and don’t mix business and government: she’s shown us how that works out.

Keep on hammering on the corruption.

You’re not perfect, but she’s abysmal. I am hoping that you blow the rot out of the pipes.

I also hope that you will set up an informal council of people to advise you who are like me. Random names picked from the phone books across the nation. Fly them to the White House in groups of three. Ask what they think. Keep in touch with the people. Don’t become isolated. Don’t pander to popularity and getting the next election. Do the right thing.

I suspect I’m an unlikely candidate for your cabinet, but if you front me the plane ticket and a hotel, I’m available for consultations when needed. I know a bit about the Middle East. And baking. I’m a good cook. Most of all, I’m an American who’s sick to death of the corrupt machine that is politics. I’m on your side until you really annoy me. Feel free to call. I’d love to help my nation become great again.

Respectfully,

Joseph Courtemanche
11-07-2016

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Come back tomorrow for a vintage rant. I’m way overdue.