Sunday, July 29, 2018
When we FINALLY got M-TV after living in Chicago.
Ferris ping on the "fuck off and go home" gag.
Some Sailors used F-bombs just like that, and Chicago had that ATT cable cut (and we wondered if he was bribed to do it) Board of Trade trading was routed to New York Stock Exchange and Coming to America rocked morons who didn't know there were actual Kings and Queens in Africa.
This was FRILLIANT!
and why Hillary thought the 24/7 coverage was normal-ish.
I'd met squids who were so ignorant, they hardly qualified as "House Broken".
I was stationed at NAS Jax when this aired about 1989 after the MALE prostitution ring hit the news. My Dad was just about to retire from DoD's DARPAnet project trying to figure out how he and Uncle Charlie could explain the logistical advantage of tablet technology.
And here we are, The South African, Levittown social experiment failed.
I'd showed this to a friend and explained that when it comes to discipline, they were as Black as US!
It would have been cool to have seen THIS guy back then. The only other FEMALE AX, who worked the P-3 Orion was a CAMPBELL!
She was a Cracker Jack level Petty Officer.
I rather had a different perspective on National Security and intellectual property.
Being a mother, seeing a complete ASSHAT is trolling my neighbors with THIS kind of bullshit just ....
Tuesday, July 10, 2018
NOW I'm getting somewhere. I just had to zoom out A LOT!
(I'm still typing blind, but I guess that was the idea all long)
notes from decoding HMS Pinafore, Buckaroo Bonsai, Buffy and my family's actual genealogy of the era.
I miss Prince and Michael...
and had just discovered John Blackwell Jr was in New Power Generation while catching up on TIDAL
I'm also apparently a DeHolland and they are about to setup dragging Lake Michigan with outsourced help. WHAT ABOUT THE WORKERS IN CHICAGOLAND?
Somebody's in DEEP CA CA for nullifying the Marian years and the calls for #Jubilee
I should have been returned to UK when Congress SNORTED up our survival benefits.
penis envy is a joke and we only learned Keynes to know WTF men got the idea we'd tolerate such libelous, slanderous bloodthirsty bullshit.
imposter in chief is guilty af for high mutiny for stealing lands every time we were called for duty.
what story do you have without some kind of "GOD"?
So Catholicism was to merge the three philosophies, but the ILLITERATI was never to have been allowed to go this far.
So we've been mostly Navy, unless the college degrees didn't cover it.
Microsuck certs broke THE CHARTER that rules the waves.
Hidden Figures project predated computers, it seems and gold is a conductor that would magnify and signal only when the frequency of her distress resonated an actual biological SOS.
Oh yeah, I'm checking, but Blackwells and Morgans were tight after coming in from Scotia thru the Panama Canal, Jamaica and wherever we washed up from Cuba. Scotts and UK refused were sold out of Barbados, and all over there where melanin happened and all those songs about Brown Sally's.... and such. I don't mess with people named "Brown", especially not in A-School, 1988 after Grandad passed? Not sure, but I was throwing chairs at a MARINE across the room until he quit laughing. Do nothing during a break just to make "Blackwell go apeshit". and nobody wins a war against women, especially a suffragette named BLACKWELL, dammit.
The whole thing. Why? "Cause Imma Grant-BLACKWELL DAMMIT!"
and we are verbose
Jack was a Mulatto Jacobite from Wales? (Sparrow) who became skilled and then dangerous to the supremacist power structure. And the rant of lost meritocracy and slave mentalities.
And of course, everybody expected the Spanglish Inquisition.
Blackwell has it's own Rum now. Mr. Blackwell of Versace, was NOT a bloodline Blackwell and NYC took our island in a tax scam, during another fake depression.
Cowboys / Angus farmers were the first medics, before the official MD certification.
The Medici family was found INNOCENT of all crimes, thanks to THIS Pope. and no, I don't know who was in the Vatican at this time, don't make me look shit up, nobody's paying me a dime....the DIVERGENT rant.
We have family wheels that look like tipi covers, but now we are full circle.... or nearly.
The Space Race turned into the Net with fear of the commies driving the rest of the money.
But the Privateers/Dixiecrats/libertarians are getting their tax bill for cheating more than the width of the thumb. (Rule of thumb)
The ship called "Black Pearl" was sold in the 70s. But there were other "Black Pearls"
Do you remember how we couldn't do this before Obama was in office?
1988 Max Headroom hack, Chicagoland. I'd been in the Navy for about a year, wondering if the P-3 Orion was named after my Great Grandad Orison Grant (Civil War UNION) followed by a Naval Steam Ship, then the P-3 Orion. So we're in the Prove Me Wrong stage.
Sunday, July 1, 2018
British royalty. Born in Dublin the third son of Richard, Duke of York, and Cecily Neville. George was created Duke of Clarence in 1461. After his brother Edward attained the throne, the king placed his two younger brothers, George, Duke of Clarence and Richard, Duke of Gloucester, in the household of his cousin the Earl of Warwick for tutoring and training. In 1469, George married Isabel Neville, elder daughter of the Earl of Warwick. George had actively supported his elder brother's claim to the throne, but following the king’s marriage to a commoner, a widow of a Lancastrian knight, even as Warwick was arranging a marriage for Edward IV to a French princess, many including George and his father-in-law, felt betrayed by Edward and the dynastic struggle known as the War of the Roses reignited. When Warwick deserted Edward to ally himself with Margaret of Anjou, George joined him in France. When Warwick hastily married or betrothed his younger daughter, Anne, to Henry VI's heir, however, George changed sides again. Because of his part in Warwick's rebellion, George was never again fully trusted by Edward IV. Eventually Edward could not afford his brother’s discontented though ineffectual plotting and had him imprisoned in the Tower of London and put on trial for treason, charges that have never been completely explained. Some historians believe that George had evidence that Edward IV's marriage was unlawful and that the king was pressured by his wife or her family to end the threat of exposure by executing his brother. The Duke of Gloucester protested loudly against the action. Following his conviction, George was "privately executed" at the Tower. A tradition grew up that he had been drowned in a butt (a barrel of 105 imperial gallons) of Malmsey wine rather than beheaded. The tradition may have originated as a joke, based on George’s reputation as a heavy drinker. He was buried beside his wife, Isabel, who had died in childbirth two years previously. (bio by: Iola)
1562-1626: SIR RODERICK “RORY” MACLEOD, 13th CHIEF (1595)
Roderick “Rory” MacLeod was born 1562, the second son from the marriage ofTormod and his first wife, Giles Julia MacLean. Of Rory Mor’s domestic life, and of his methods of governing his clan we know nothing, but the general impression left by the traditions is that he was a kind man and a wise ruler, who was loved by all who knew him.
Nearly half the original inheritance of the family had been wrested from Rory’sforebears by the MacDonalds, and were, de facto, (In fact) in their possession, but under the Charter of 1542 they were, de jure, (lawfully) MacLeod property. Rorywas untiring in his efforts to recover them. Several letters were written to the King in 1615 to partitioned for their rightful return. Apparently the King did not interfere, and the dispute was submitted to arbitration. The lands were assigned to MacDonald, who was ordered to pay a large sum of money for them. Sir Rory was placed in possession of Sleat until he had paid himself the amount due out of the rents. Besides arranging these great and difficult matters with remarkable skill and address, Rory managed his estate exceedingly well and in his time its value advance by leaps and bounds.
By the time that Rory began to govern the land in 1590 the old feud with theMacDonalds of Clan Ranald had come to an end. Hence forth Rory was on excellent terms with Clan Ranald. Rory and Donald Gorme MacDonald, tired of inaction at home, went to Ireland, each of them taking five hundred men, to assist the Red O’Donnell in his struggle against the troops of Elizabeth. Nothing much came of the expedition, but it got the Chiefs into trouble with the Government. Elizabeth complained, and James, anxious to not to do anything to limit his succession to the English throne, ordered the two Chiefs to come home.
But then in 1601 there broke out a war between MacLeods and Donald Gorme MacDonald. They had been on friendly terms to go together to Ireland, and in an attempt to make peace Rory offered the hand of his sister to Donald Gorme Mor MacDonald. The marriage itself was subject to a contract called a handfast. In a handfast arrangement, a man and woman lived together as man and wife for up to a year and a day. If, during this period, the woman bore a male child to be heir, then marriage would result. If not, then both parties returned to their respective families.
There was always smoldering hostility between the two clans on account of the claims of the MacLeods to Donald Gorme’s estates. This was brought to a head by a deadly insult which Donald offered to Rory. After a year and a day, Margaret MacLeod had not borne a child, male or female. Furthermore, at some point during this year, she had lost the sight in one eye. Donald MacDonald, having no further use for Margaret MacLeod, decided to send her back to her brother. He tied her, facing backwards, onto a one-eyed horse, led by a one-eyed servant and followed by a one-eyed mongrel dog, and sent all four back to Dunvegan Castle. Rory was furious. He declared that if there had been no bonfires to celebrate the marriage, there should be some very fine ones to celebrate the divorce.
Rory MacLeod, incensed by the insult to his sister, and ultimately to himself and his clan, once again declared war on the clan MacDonald. He gathered his clan, and carried fire and sword into Trotternish devastated the Trotternish peninsula in the north of Skye, which prompted MacDonalds to attack MacLeod land in Harris. They also by invaded Harris, where they killed great number of people and carried away many cattle.
The battle of Carinish 1601: The MacLeods then invaded North Uist to recover the cattle and other effects that had been placed there for safety. Rory sent 40 men under his cousin Donald Glas MacLeod to seize goods that the locals had put for safety in the Trinity Temple at Carinish. As the raiders ate breakfast in the church, they were surprised by twelve MacDonalds led by Donald Mac Iain of Clan Ranald, who led the MacLeods into an ambush. Only two MacLeods survived the Battle of Carinish; Donald MacLeod was among the dead. Rory believing that large forces were at hand, withdrew from the island and went to Harris meditating vengeance. The raids were carried out with so much inveteracy (persistence) that both clans were brought to the brink of ruin, and many of the natives of the devastated districts were force to sustain themselves by killing and eating their horses, dogs, and cats. These battles became known as the Wars of the One-Eyed Woman.
A fortnight after the battle of Carinish a terrific gale sprang up, and Donald Mac Iain of Clan Ranald, who was on his way back to Skye to report his victory, was forced to seek shelter at Rodel in Harris Rowdell Harbor, where Rory was then living. Rory’spage alone knew of the strangers arrival. He was wondering how he should tell his master the unwelcome news, when Rory rose, opened the lattice, looked forth on the howling tempest, and said, “Ah, If my worst enemy, Donald Mac Ian Vich Shamuis were here tonight, I would not refuse him shelter.” The page saw his opportunity, an told Rory of Donald’s presence. Rory welcomed his guest with the best grace possible. At supper he had much ado to restrain his followers, especially when one of the MacDonalds said, “Ah, a fortnight ago we were fighting at Carinish” But no outbreak occurred during the meal. Donald refused Rory’s offer of a bed in the house, and went with him men to sleep in a barn. This barn Rory’smen set on fire, unaware that as the gale had let up, the MacDonalds had decided to sail away. The MacDonalds saw the flames as they were going out of Loch Rowdell, and were infuriated by the treachery of their host. (Which was done without Rory’s knowledge or approval.)
The feud continued to escalate, causing a lot of suffering among the people.MacDonald decided to end it with a decisive battle. Rory MacLeod went to seek the assistance of Archibald Campbell, 7th Earl of Argyll. MacDonald took the opportunity to launch an all-out invasion of northern Skye. The cattle seized in this attack were driven south to a traditional refuge for raiders. Alexander, the Chief’s brother, caught up with the MacDonalds. They joined battle late in the day and continued well into the night. The MacLeods were defeated, with the capture ofAlexander MacLeod and 30 of his kinsmen. However, they inflected heavy damage to the MacDonald’s also.
The Privy Council now intervened to end the feud. MacDonald was ordered to surrender himself to George Gordon, 1st Marquess of Huntly, and Rory MacLeodwas to surrender to the Earl of Argyll. MacDonald agreed to release his prisoners, and the end of the feud was celebrated with three weeks of feasting and festivities atDunvegan Castle. Aside from a brief flare-up in 1603, that was the end of violence between the two clans.
Rory started out his reign in good favor of the King, however, his invasion of Coigeach and Loch Broom in the company with Torquil Dubh MacLeod, and failing to appear before the Council and produce the titles to his estates as ordered to do by the Act of 1597, put him in bad stead with the King. But by 1609 when James ordered all the Chiefs to meet at Iona, under the presidency of Bishop Knox, Roryattended and was again restored to the Kings favor. There the Chiefs agreed with the new rules laid down by the King. The 10 rules were:
- War between the clans was forbidden.
- Each Chief must send some of his kinsmen to reside in the south as hostages for his good conduct.
- Each Chief was to be held responsible for the malpractices of his clansmen.
- Each Chief must appear annually before the Council in July to answer for his doing during the previous year.
- The Chiefs’ households were restricted to 6 guards and one galley.
- The churches must be repaired and new ones built.
- The Chiefs, and all owners of sixty or more cattle were to send their children to the south for education.
- The consumption of liquor was to be curtailed.
- The Chief was forbidden to receive “sorners” (roving warriors for hire) in his territory.
- Hand fasting was forbidden.
Gradually but quickly clan feuds came to an end, agriculture began to revive, cattle, the staple product of the country, began to be exported, and a state of prosperity was brought about in a short time, which only a few years before had seemed impossible.
In 1613 Rory undertook the long journey to London to see King James, by the Kings own invitation. The King knighted him, and on June 1, 1613, he wrote three letters to the Council in Scotland. In the first he says Sir Rory has complained of the wrongs that were inflicted on him by the men of Knoydart, and ordered them to take steps for the punishment of the malefactors. In the second he commends Sir Roryto the “special favor of the Council.” In the third letter the King appointed him as a “Justiceof our Peace.”
Little is known of Sir Rory’s latter years except that he was exceedingly prosperous, and highly looked up to, respected, and loved. In 1623 he was mad a burgess of Edinburgh, a remarkable honor for a Highland Chief to receive. He was surrounded by a retinue of pipers, harpers, jesters, and bards. The pipers were MacCrimmons.
In 1626 he went on some business or another, to Fortrose, which was then known as the Cononry of Ross, and which was the great legal center of the Highlands. There he must have been taken ill, and there he died and was buried beneath a stone on which his coat of arms are cut and his name inscribed.
Rory married Isabel daughter of Donald MacDonald, 8th of Glengarry. Little is known of her. She lived 30 years after Rory’s death. They had 5 sons and 6 daughters:
- John “Iain Mor” MacLeod, 14th Chief (1595-1649)
- Moire, who Married John of Moydart. (1596-1660)
- Margaret who married Hector MacLean (1598-1650)
- Donald MacLeod, “of Greshornish” (1601-1619)
- Mary who married Sir Lauchlan MacLean of Duar (1605-1660)
- Sir Roderick Rory MacLeod “of Talisker” (1606-1675)
- Sir Norman MacLeod, “of Bernera” (1614-1705)
- William MacLeod, “of Hamer” (1617-1698)
- Daughter who married Lauchlan MacLean of Coll (1620-1690)
- Janet who married John MacLeod of Rasay (1624-1700)
- Florence who married Donald MacSweyn of Roag (1626-1726)
MacDonald of Clanranald
No, it's not OK to throw a party to celebrate The FOOTBALL handoff!
Amy singing "Soft Kitty" with different accents cracked me the hell up.
My cat loves that song.
One has got to admire China's greatest national defense mechanism is the language itself.
Holy Cow and Boy Howdy!
My last days in the Navy was duty driver for three Chinese officers in late 1990. Florida's winter
wasn't a big deal for a kid from Maryland, so it wasn't too bad, but the hours SUCKED for a night shifter.
Laughter is definitely universal...
They didn't know I was pregnant until the baby kicked and made me giggle.
The one who spoke English asked what was I was laughing at.
I patted my THIRD TRIMESTER baby bump and showed him where she'd kicked me.
He was shocked and hearing him translate my condition to the two officers in the back seat
sent me into hysterics. I was laughing so hard I had to pull over!
Between their surprise, and the baby kicking that spot... on the right of my belly.
Those poor guys...
I can't remember if they were medics or pilots, but pretty sure they were worried I'd go into labor right there by the road. One of them took baseball catcher stance.
A pick-up truck chauffeur in 1990. It was the same drab grey Ford we used to rotate the watch around Hangar 1000.
Mini-me arrived at NAS JAX at NINE pounds 13.5 ounces.
I was having a C-section I tried very hard to avoid, when the Gulf War (pt one) Cease-fire was called a month or so later.
So anyway... with my preggo shirt sticking nearly straight out by then,
I was a short-timer, out of the Tron Shop and driving these guys to their meetings in a Ford Pickup.
The carrot offered when I joined the Navy was NASA/FAA flying planes, but that was bullshit.
One lesson was about two month's pay.
Constant swing shifts made taking classes impossible
And the average mentality was about 30 years behind reality...so it wasn't much more than
THIS needs to happen.
Sunday, June 24, 2018
Saturday, June 16, 2018
Does Geiko have an NAACP travel advisory for the West Coast? Please look into it.
George Carlin's comedy was brilliant, and I was very like the woman who teachers listened to, but the truth is I'm singing the praises of the unsung I'm finding now. Thank you Monty Python for your service! (yeah, they were kind of a government anti-conspiracy showing love shared warts and all. I get notes from Geiko, but fascists in Oregon took my license and doctors without borders who USED to offer superior skills, don't if you are an actual brown Mason.
I've been taxed for the gas I'm not using, just like the first hybrids of 1999.
Anyway, I'm no fraud, they were violating the terms of my PASSPORT!
I'm actually MIA from Europe since at least 1965 when I was born in a Levittown outside Ground Zero.
The effective capitol of the west coast is Hollywood, but the rest of the world, are just getting the message. I'd love to know who my lawyer is, at this point in my frustration with the #StolenValor accusation that is literally killing my family in ignorance.
So this is what Libertarians call "winning".
OK I already found drumpf is related to ME, not the other way around because my family birthed the P-3 Orion out of the Civil war (Orson Welles and Orison Grant) and I was born in the neutral zone so this is the BS equivalent of that declaration that Congress and Parliament are broken Labor vs RW Tories. Gaslight = Off, don't come to the states thinking we're the Earth and "Earth Girls are Easy", we are apparently Ferenginar. now
nobody wants to be Frenginar. I'm at least part Klingon and need to drive for a weird condition that probably has a name, but I have no idea what it is. Apparently a genetic defect that gave me the face of a smartass and extra femoral arteries. I thought it was occupational, but it's likely genetic....says a lab technician, not a drunk VietNam vet calling me a mean drunk. I hate these voucher farms. Had I actually BEEN DUI, I'd be flying something that could put out these forest fires, not flushing edema with beer I hate drinking when it's cold outside. Oregon was hunting unicorns. and pissed off one from Culloden Mary MacLeod's Navy veteran / grandaughter. I've got about 8 surnames in this song and some idjit hacked another genealogy website. Yeah, avoid the US for awhile.
UK might be getting over it, but Canada is coming around. IDK how to get what I need to quit this gaslighting torture. I should have been back to Scotia over 40 years ago. OUr genealogy records were blocked and the woman in my story was NOT the town drunk of Waverly, Mo. She was killed by a drunk driver. I think some service guy on leave around Kansas City, MO or the country somewhere. gentrification is genocide. The selectively allowed NAFTA hires in Canada and US based on race. I was one of only women in the ASW billet AX - Aviation Anti-submarine warfare technician. And our rights have been reversed again on the sins of guys over 30 turning our Levittown into a BROTHEL for DC.
The Charter is Broken. This reverses WWI and WWII when a person of color makes use of our civil rights. The other AX named Campbell, ALSO tracks back to Culloden.
SHE WAS MY COUSIN and we thought so during boot camp and A-school. Chick saved my life and I've never been able to TRAVEL or FIND HER and THANK HER.
NAS JAX Florida was ridiculous. They targeted us for every kind of fraud you could have imagined. for a lousy 10K /year? pfft My Motorcycle Safety course was to last a LIFETIME. So, this creepo cop said I was CRAZY during the government shutdown and I haven't been able to recover since the EDS / HP layoffs after 9-11.
Oh, that was nice getting that out, but all I was doing was driving at night and got lost when my ATT iPad GPS went out and the cop named LUNDY lied like a little bitch. I pulled up behind a traffic stop to ask for directions and it was that OBAMA HATING cop who had SCREAMED my middle name into the parking lot ON PRIVATE PROPERTY because I am a Roman Catholic who would NOT be phished or catphished by an atheist NERD who thought he could take out the Muze of Arcadia Asylum builders Blackwell.
I'm divergent, missed Mensa by two points and my computer is the ONLY thing I drive like this. One Miller Geniune Draft and a half. and I'm watching Monty Python at the Hollywood Bowl. Since I was born in DC / Neutral Zone, I had the right to chose my citizenship.
This social experiment failed because we couldn't even do this on whatever the internet was before Barack Obama.
Hey, it's not like I got a Law Degree, even though I aced the crap outta Business Law.
The kids of the Hidden Figures Days are STILL being treated like shit.
The Global class of 1983, were born in the year of the snake and have the right to claim our preference. I'm about 70% European, so what should have my tax bill been?
where auto insurance is a luxury tax. Football was invented in Scotland, btw