Sunday, May 11, 2008

Happy Mother's Day, Marge & Sis

Four generations of remarkable women.

The Grand Dame in the center is Marge, Mag's beloved Mom. Marge left us in 2002 and we still miss her. She is surrounded by the women in her family, 'Mare (short for Rosemary) to her right, Mag's sister,Rosemary, in blue, Maggie, in black and little Melissa, ('Mare's daughter), sitting on Marge's lap.

Marge was a terrific woman who wanted to live to be 100. She was always up for anything. Mags and I would show up at her house at 0200 looking for breakfast and Marge was always there to make it for us, with a smile on her face and a laugh in her heart. The amazing thing to me is that she really loved my sorry ass and believed that I was the only guy for her daughter. I hope I haven't let you down, Mom.


This picture was taken at a barbeque we had at my parents home in the Catskills. From left to right, we are: me, my Father (deoleman), my oldest daughter, Melissa, my youngest, Moira, my Mom and scroff my brother, attempting to lift Cardboard Elvis to his shoulders, lol!

My Mom left us in 2004. She was a real Brooklyn goil and she loved my Mags as much as Marge loved me. We are both so lucky to have had such wonderful Moms.

If you are fortunate enough to still have your Mother with you, show her you love her, not just today, but everyday. You only get one, you only get one.

For All the Mom's on their Special Day!




Happy Mother's Day to all of our Moms!

d.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Philadelphia Police Officer Sgt. Steven Liczbinski


PHILADELPHIA — One suspect was charged and a second was being sought Sunday in the killing of a police officer who was shot with an assault rifle while responding to a bank robbery, police said.

Sgt. Steven Liczbinski, a 12-year veteran, was responding to the robbery of a bank inside a grocery store around 11:30 a.m. Saturday. The suspects fled, and opened fire after Liczbinski confronted them a short distance away, authorities said.

Full Story

I have long maintained that "Gun Control" meant hitting your target with every round. No more. Enough is enough! There is no reason in the world for civilians to own military style assault weapons.

If you want home defense, buy a shotgun. Personal defense? Handgun. Hunting? Rifle. Fighting Al Qaeda? Assault weapons.

It's time for a Nationwide ban on civilian owned assault weapons!
Couple that with mandatory Life Imprisonment for any crime committed with an assault weapon and we might actually prevent another family from losing their loved one! A loved one who swore to serve and protect us from the animals who prey on innocent civilians. If these scumbags will fire on a Law Officer, imagine what they would do to unarmed civilians.

Let's get real, people. Legitimate self-defense does not require the use of an AK-47 or an M-16. These are weapons used by drug cartels and lawbreakers who have no intention of ever giving up. Let's take them off the streets. Let's make sure that Sgt. Steven Liczbinski, did not sacrifice his life in vain.

This is for you Sarge.

The Final Inspection


The Officer stood and faced his God

Which must always come to pass.

He hoped his shoes were shining

Just as brightly as his brass.

Step forward now, oh, Officer,

How shall I deal with you?

Have you always turned the other cheek?

To My Church have you been true?


The Officer squared his shoulders... said,

"No, Lord, I guess I ain't,

'cause those of us who carry guns

Can't always be a saint.


I've had to work most Sundays

And at times my talk was tough,

And sometimes I've been violent,

'cause the world is awfully rough.


But, I never took a penny

That wasn't mine to keep...

Though I worked a lot of overtime

When the bills just got too steep,

And I never passed a cry for help,

Though at times I shook with fear,

And sometimes, God forgive me,

I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place

Among the people here,

They never wanted me around

Except to calm their fear.


"If you've a place for me here, Lord,

It needn't be so grand,

I never expected or had too much,

So if you don't, I'll understand."


A silence fell all 'round the throne

Where Saints had often trod,

As the Officer awaited,

The judgment of his God.


Step forward now, My Officer,

You've borne your burdens well,

Walk your beat on Heaven's streets,

You've served your time in Hell.

Sleep in Peace, Brother.



d.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

You Are Always In Our Hearts...

Our Mother - Sissy
October 7, 1926 - April 28, 2004

We Will Never Forget You
We Will Always Love You


Parable of Immortality


I am standing by the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze
and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength,
and I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud
just where the sun and sky come down to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says :
- 'There she goes!

Gone where?
Gone from my sight - that is all.

She is just as large in mast and hull and spar
as she was when she left my side
and just as able to bear her load of living freight
to the places of destination.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her.

And just at the moment when someone at my side says:
- 'There she goes! ',
there are other eyes watching her coming,
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout :
- 'Here she comes!'

Henry Van Dyke 1852 - 1933

Your Heart and your sons,

Alby, George (scroff) and Chris (deuddersun)
Your's Forever, Mom

Saturday, April 19, 2008

The American Patriot Institute Welcomes a New Member!


Say hello to Senior Chief Petty Officer "Chief", the newest Resident Scholar of the American Patriot Institute!

Chief
has been defending the Constitution of The United States of America since 1958, as a member of the United States Navy. Chief posts at Liberty Street. I would like to invite everyone to visit Chief. The man has seen a lot and offers the perspective of a Senior Non-Commissioned Officer who has dedicated his entire life to defending our Constitution and our way of life.

We are extremely proud that he has consented to join us.

Welcome Aboard, Sir. Your voice is truly needed.

d.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

For My Magster...


A beautiful spring evening...an even more beautiful woman...a very lucky man...

For my Mags...





I hope you too, are with someone you love tonight...

d.

Saturday Afternoon with Hypo

This picture was taken with my camera phone. Pictures seem to do better than videos. Well, what the hell, it's a phone after all, not a Panaflex (Hell, you can't buy one of those at any price!). The mutt on the left is me with my buddy Mike, aka, Hypo. No he's not an addict and he doesn't think he's always sick either, just a little, um, hyper-active, but let me tell you, he does get the work done ricky ticky.

The job is going well. The hours are long, as usual, and as you can see include Saturdays at this point, but hey, we just came off a strike and the schekels are most appreciated. Since I haven't found anyone rich who thinks I'm such a great guy I deserve to share in their wealth, I guess I'll have to keep on keeping on. That's not such a bad thing. As you can see, we always enjoy ourselves, no matter how hard the job. I've always said the hardest job in the world is easy with the right people and the simplest job in the world becomes unbearable when you are working with assholes. So since this crew is great, the work is easy and enjoyable. Now who could ask for more that that?

To quote Buffalo, "Life is good", because I'm having fun and making money and it just don't get any better than that.

d.

Saturday, April 05, 2008

Something New



So I took this little video with my camera phone. It isn't very clear, but if you look closely you can seee Drew rolling Rob through the shop in a giant light well. And they pay us for this...

Hopefully, I'll now be able to send pics right from the set now. Should be pretty interesting. Ofcourse, there won't be any commentary until I get to a computer and add it. Just a little experiment. Hope you enjoy.

d.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Any Which Way - Back in The Fray

Although they never really officially left, scroff and Ruthie at Any Which Way just seemed to fade away. Posts were more and more infrequent. Months would go by without a peep. The forums disappeared. Nothing new replaced them. The whole site became a memorial to the Left's failure to bring about necessary change in our government and our nation. This hurt me particularly, because scroff is my Brother and Ruthie is my Sister-In-Law and I am here today because of them. And I love them both very much.


From Left to Right: damarvelous44magster, deuddersun, Cardboard Elvis, scroff and Ruthalla

The picture above was taken the last time our family was all together. It was our Mother's last 4th of July. We all enjoyed ourselves immensely and I am so grateful that we had that moment together. There will never be another one like it.

Recently, I stopped by their site and to my surprise, they are back with a vengeance! The most recent post deals with a film that is scheduled for release in April called Body of War. It is a sobering look at the Iraqi War through the eyes of the men and women who fought it. It is a post all of us should see, if for no other reason then to strengthen our resolve.

The next post deals with the Fifth Anniversary of Bush's Folly in Iraq, entitled, "It is begun, Five Years Later"

Here's an excerpt and my response. This should tell you how important these people are in my life.

Today is the fifth anniversary of the fiasco in Iraq. Bush had all nice things to say about Arabs and Americans joining together to flush Al-Qaeda out of Iraq. Amazing, since there weren't any Al-Qaeda in Iraq to begin with... nor were there any WMD... nor was there any reason to invade at all but those in the imaginations of the PNAC and the neocons and of course Israel appreciates Iraq being torn to shreds. And there's the oil factor.

This is Bush's address from March 19, 2003, and my introduction to it. Read. Remember...

My response:

"How well I remember. I remember jumping for joy. Years of frustration over terrorist attacks by Muslim fanatics against the United States and it's citizens were finally being avenged. No more would we tolerate this. George Bush was President and I was glad we had a "cowboy" in the White House. I wanted someone tough enough to deal with the forces of evil. The invasion of Afghanistan had gone as well as Gulf I and Bin Laden, Al Queda and the Taliban who had supported them were heading for the hills, running for their lives from justice long overdue. I was all too willing to buy Bush's bullshit that Iraq was a willing partner on the attacks of 9/11.

Fortunately, my brother, scroff and his wife, Ruthie, woke me up from this dream turned nightmare. Patiently, they opened my eyes to the truth and I am forever grateful for that awakening.

In those days, both scroff and Ruthie were prolific posters, with new evidence and arguments daily. Time, and an unresponsive American public has long since tarnished and diminished their enthusiasm. They were scorned, threatened and bashed, both here and at Activist San Diego, a progressive site we all used to frequent. My brother, an Honorably discharged United States Marine was called a traitor, un-American, un-Patriotic and more. The Rightwing trolls would scream insults and rain obscenities down on both him and Ruthie. But they perservered. They knew they were right.

There were forums here then, and many Rightwing posters used to comment. Some were trolls. Others, like Mad Mikey, were welcomed for their willingness to discuss the issues. Even though we liked them, it soon became obvious that their discussions were merely the parroting of the Republican talking points we heard constantly from Limbaugh, O'Reilly and other Rightwing talking heads, talking out their asses. Eventually, scroff and Ruthie just stopped posting, and except for an occasional rant, not much was heard from either of them and this site became a memorial of sorts, a graveyard if you will, of good ideas and best intentions gone sour.

I am glad to see them posting again. I am glad to see new life here at Any Which Way. They changed my mind and perhaps my life, and that is important. They still have much to say. I hope they take the time and believe, as they once did, that a single post can make a tremendous difference.

Welcome back. It's been way too long.

yerbrudder"


Finally, there is this new post, Know What Sucks? If you want to see, first hand, what Bush's tax cuts really mean to our fellow Americans, this is a must read. It sickens me even now to think about it.

The War we are waging against Bush and the Neo-cons, (and make no mistake about it, it is a War), is a difficult one, as all wars are, and there are and will be many casualties. We on the Right side, that is to say, the Left side of the aisle, have suffered a few hard ones, the loss of strong voices like Lurch and Steve Gilliard. What would they have us do? Yet, the Always Wrong Right has suffered too. Many of the frothing Rightwing blogs of yesterday have passed into dust as every one of our predictions has been proven true. Many others have become more moderate. No longer do they troll our sites, baiting, bashing and blasting us at every turn, for at every turn they have been proven wrong, and a person's ego can only stand so much. Even Rightwing mouthpiece Tucker "The Bowtie" Carlson has been knocked from his soapbox at MSNBC thanks to the efforts of Progressive Bloggers

We are winning, friends. The tide is slowly turning. Now is not the time for the timid or weak of heart. Now is the time to turn up the heat, to shine the light of truth into all their dark corners, to show them for what they really are, mindless minions of an Administration so corrupt they make men like John Gotti and Al Capone look like Alter Boys.

To that end, to the restoration of our once great nation to it's former glory, as a leader in the areas of Human Rights, Human Dignity and Freedom and Justice For All, we must "screw our courage to the sticking point" and press on, harder than ever before, with dangerous resolve and deadly purpose. Nothing less than the Freedom of the World hangs in the balance.

Welcome home, scroff and Ruthie.

d.