On this day in 1836, a date few native Texans, let alone the hoards of newcomers fleeing the Democrat-Obama economy, actually remember, Texas broke away from Mexico and became a republic.
Of course there was a little matter of a war to win to make it so, but that proceeded more or less apace. After looking pretty dicey at San Antonio and Goliad. But all’s well that ends well, eh? Texas became the 28th state nine years later, on Dec. 29, 1845.
Via Legacy of Texas.
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Posted in Evolution, History, South of the Border, Texana
You see this phrase a lot in texts. Sometimes in emails. The meaning is obvious. Or is it?
My question is, is it really from Australia? And if so, how did it become an artifact of the email/texting technology? A part of Internet slang.
Just because it’s short?
Well?
Posted in Evolution, History, Obsessions, Science/Engineering
Tagged internet slang, origin of "no worries", texting memes
While we’re swiping stuff from author Kurt Schlichter ( a former Army infantryman, no less, which obviously appeals to me), let’s do up his case for nominating and electing President Donald Trump.
As I often say, a floor mop would be better than the Hildabeast. And you should add in that bum-who-wants-your-money Bernie. But the Thumper? Well, consider…
“Most of Trump’s supporters are good people, patriotic Americans burned by an elite that sees their misery as collateral damage in a coastal, urban-led struggle for feel-good progressive change and personal enrichment. The positive, optimistic, even Reaganesque language Trump uses when describing the future speaks to them – and Trump is the first major American figure in a long time to speak to them of hope and with respect.
“Mostly the culture lectures them on their stupidity for not having attended Harvard, their selfishness for not wanting to support welfare cheats with their hard work, and their unforgivable, innate racism for having a great-great-great-great-great grandfather who came from the British Isles. These are the Americans who built this country, who fought for it, and who died for it, and until Trump came along, all they ever were was dumped on.”
Hear, hear. Not to mention that Trump is a capitalist. Capitalists know how to make money and so are bound to know how to support an economy that helps people make money. Unlike what we’ve had for almost eight years under Little Barry Hussein. Also known as President Fail. The man who couldn’t find his economic ass with both hands.
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Posted in Blogosphere, History, Obamalot, The Culture, The Economy
The headline is author Kurt Schlichter’s bet on who our Little Barry Hussein will nominate to replace newly-deceased Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia. He whose strict constructionism of the increasingly ignored U.S. Constitution has helped keep the Socialist Democrat Party from imposing more nonsense on us than they already have.
“The next president will appoint Justice Scalia’s replacement, and thereby determine whether the Supreme Court will remain a bulwark of liberty or a tool of liberal fascism – that is, assuming that sad sack Mitch McConnell stays sacked up and refuses to allow a vote on whatever token commie Obama decides to nominate.”
The Democrats have always denounced any Republican president’s bid to nominate a justice during a presidential election year. Not that they believe such should apply to them. So it’s up to the Republican majority Senate (and its Obama toady McConnell) to deny what Schlichter calls “President Fail’s Che-loving creep.”
Even if he does, if the Hildabeast or Bernie win the White House, you can bet it’ll be a nominee of similar ilk. Perhaps even Barry Hussein himself. Gasp.
Via Instapundit.
Posted in Blogosphere, History, Obamalot, Obituaries
Tagged Kurt Schlichter, Scalia's replacement
Unlike hybrid tea roses, which stand erect in a line like soldiers at inspection, antique roses are bushy. Even the climbers are pretty bushy. And when you prune them, as I did our three Chinas this afternoon, you don’t have to be finicky.
Lopping off a third of the bush is the rule. Now we’ll sit back and expect our antique rose bushes to start blooming like crazy in March. Earlier if we’re lucky. And continue, at intervals, the rest of the year. I’m tempted, however, to dig up Louis Phillipe whose red blooms have always been too sparse to satisfy me and replace it with the Bourbon antique Souvenir de la Malmaison.
Had a Souvenir back in ’07, I see in my archives, whose pictures unfortunately did not make the forced transition from Yahoo to WordPress in 2013. But in ’09 the neighbor on the other side of the fence laid down a bunch of herbicide to kill something and it leeched through the soil and wiped out Souvenir. Then a replacement got run over by the landscaper’s mower and finally the neighborhood deer (courtesy of the city council which refuses to do anything about them) got in the backyard and ate it down to nothing. They think roses are candy. The deer, not the politicians.
Karma, you say? It was, after all, to commemorate my Mississippi great, great grandmother who mentions her’s in her pocket diary of the 1850s. She was a slave owner. Well, we all have our faults. So I’m going to try again. Maybe.
At the very least, I could follow the lead of Austin gardener Pam Penick and erect a bottle tree. Since bottle trees supposedly were invented by Southern slaves, maybe there’d be some redemption there. Maybe even enough to spare a new rancho edition of Souvenir de la Malmaison from assorted catastrophes. Eh?
Another from OCS bud Jay Fortun. My old stomping ground of Hoi An (first half of 1970) was a major stop on the ancient Europe-to-China sea route around Africa called the Silk Road. As such the seaside town of about 120,000 today has long had warehouses and villas built by Dutch, Portuguese and Japanese.
My Advisory Team 15’s compound was believed to have been built by the East India Company. Subject of one of my short stories in Leaving The Alamo and more in my novel The Butterfly Rose.
Hanoi is now promoting the little port for tourism, including building hotels, and Jay says the crowds of foreigners show it’s working. Even UNESCO is in on the act, branding the core area of about five by five city blocks a historical preservation site.
My OCS buddy Jay Fortun spotted this poster on his recent father-daughter trip to old South Vietnam.
Posted in History, Infantry OCS, Viet Nam
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