Halloween Bash

For years the serious party animals have trekked to the Captain's Wheel Resort for Halloween festivities. This year is no exception.

Costumes are desired, the more outrageous the better. Prizes will be awarded for those that dress up.

Live music will be on hand with the band, Borgata. The party starts at 800 pm, Saturday night, October 31. The last time I dressed up for Halloween forced me to hide the pictures taken of me. I came a Peacock.

Come on down or you will wish you had.

Bayview Businesses

The tourist season has come and gone. This year was real tough what with the heat, wildfire scares and dense smoke. In normal years the local businesses make enough to slide through the Winter months whole. That may not be the case this year.

Those of us that took the Mercantile for granted with past ownership, felt the sting of having to trek to Athol or even Coeur d'Alene for items that could have been purchased locally. Many items when mileage expenses are thrown in do not justify driving long  distances to save a buck or two.

The restaurants are in the same position. We could loose one or more this winter if patrons do not give their support. Please make an effort to patronize these businesses as much as possible. As a tourist town, we could dive into a bad local recession if businesses can't make ends meet.

For those of you that do not live in Bayview, keep in mind that regardless of weather conditions, the state keeps hwy 54 in excellent shape all winter. Many of us do not even bother to mount snow tires every fall.  Come on down, check the million dollar view, spend some money here.

Human Caused Global Warming, a Hoax

I was given a book on the defense of fossil fuels by my brother while in Indiana last week. It was written by an expert on Climate, Alex Epstein, titled, "The moral Case for Fossil Fuels."

Whether you are a proponent of the Liberal Mantra which is closely related to extreme tree hugging, Spotted Owls, etc. or are actually hungering for objective information in this area, I urge you to take the plunge and either buy, borrow or steal a copy of this 2014 publication, published by Penguin.

Some examples of the history of farming, which of course covers the fight against world starvation, are repeated in this book. Examples which I had not thought of and I suspect many of you hadn't either.

We have the utterances of the imaginative Al Gore, who predicted that we would run out of oil in 2017, while realizing a glut which has brought costs down immensely. Others, such as our current Secretary of State, are also exercising their flannel mouths and shallow thinking about the good and bad regarding fossil fuels.

The worst of course is coal. Except that if the world stops burning coal, which nature has provided abundantly, starvation and freezing weather would cause more deaths than the Black Plague back in the dark ages.

For example, less than 100 years ago, farmers walked behind a mule towing a single blade plow or other implement.   Today we have huge tractors towing many plows that instead of allowing us to farm 5 acres, we can farm 5000 acres. This caused the death of family farms you say? How many family farms could feed the millions of people that populate this earth. The answer is none, other than the farmer's own family, of which my family experienced back in the '30's and '40's.

This graduation from the mule to tractor was made possible by fossil fuel. Diesel, gasoline and oil. Take these away and the world starves. There is no way that we can survive without fossil fuels. There is nothing in sight that will economically replace even a fraction of the need.

I will have more on this subject as time goes on. My voice is weak and the propaganda purveyors loud, but I will speak out anyway. Get the book. There is a ton of research that I couldn't begin to repeat. Buy the book.

Hillary's History

I received this as an e-mail. The origination is unknown, but since it relates historical facts I decided to reprint it here:

So The Clintons Weren't So Bad, Eh?

If you're under 50 you really need to read this.

If you're over 50, you lived through it, so share it with those under 50.

Amazing to me how much I had forgotten!

When Bill Clinton was president, he allowed Hillary to assume authority over a health care reform.

Even after threats and intimidation, she couldn't even get a vote in a democratic controlled congress.

This fiasco cost the American taxpayers about $13 million in cost for studies, promotion, and other efforts.

Then President Clinton gave Hillary authority over selecting a female attorney general.

Her first two selections were Zoe Baird and Kimba Wood - both were forced to withdraw their names from consideration.    Next she chose Janet Reno - husband Bill described her selection as "my worst mistake."

    Some may not remember that Reno made the decision to gas David Koresh and the Branch Davidian religious sect in Waco, Texas resulting in dozens of deaths of women and children.

    Husband Bill allowed Hillary to make recommendations for the
head of the Civil Rights Commission. Lani Guanier was her selection. When a little probing led to the discovered of Ms. Guanier's radical views, her name had to be withdrawn from consideration.

    Apparently a slow learner, husband Bill allowed Hillary to make some more recommendations.

    She chose former law partners Web Hubbel for the Justice Department, Vince Foster for the White House staff, and William Kennedy for the Treasury Department.

    Her selections went well: Hubbel went to prison, Foster (presumably) committed suicide, and Kennedy was forced to resign.

    Many younger votes will have no knowledge of "Travelgate." Hillary wanted to award unfettered travel contracts to Clinton friend Harry Thompson - and the White House Travel Office refused to comply.

    She managed to have them reported to the FBI and fired.

    This ruined their reputations, cost them their jobs, and caused a thirty-six month investigation.

    Only one employee, Billy Dale was charged with a crime, and that of the enormous crime of mixing personal and White House funds.

    A jury acquitted him of any crime in less than two hours.

    Still not convinced of her ineptness, Hillary was allowed to recommend a close Clinton friend, Craig Livingstone, for the position of Director of White House security.

    When Livingstone was investigated for the improper access of about 900 FBI files of Clinton enemies (Filegate) and the widespread use of drugs by White House staff, suddenly Hillary and the president denied even knowing Livingstone, and of course, denied knowledge of drug use in the White House.

    Following this debacle, the FBI closed its White House Liaison Office after more than thirty years of service to seven presidents.

    Next, when women started coming forward with allegations of sexual harassment and rape by Bill Clinton, Hillary was put in charge of the "bimbo eruption" and scandal defense.

    Some of her more notable decisions in the debacle was:

    She urged her husband not to settle the Paula Jones lawsuit.

    After the Starr investigation they settled with Ms. Jones.

    She refused to release the Whitewater documents, which led to the appointment of Ken Starr as Special Prosecutor.

    After $80 million dollars of taxpayer money was spent, Starr's
investigation led to Monica Lewinsky, which led to Bill lying about and later admitting his affairs.

    Hillary's devious game plan resulted in Bill losing his license to practice law for 'lying under oath' to a grand jury and then his subsequent impeachment by the House of Representatives.

    Hillary avoided indictment for perjury and obstruction of justice during the Starr investigation by repeating, "I do not recall," "I have no recollection," and "I don't know" a total of 56 times while under oath.

    After leaving the White House, Hillary was forced to return an
estimated $200,000 in White House furniture, china, and artwork that she had stolen.

    What a swell party - ready for another four or eight year of this type low-life mess?

    Now we are exposed to the destruction of possibly incriminating emails while Hillary was Secretary of State and the "pay to play" schemes of the Clinton Foundation - we have no idea what shoe will fall next.

    But to her loyal fans - "what difference does it make?"

    Electing Hillary Clinton president would be like granting Satan absolution and giving him the keys to heaven!

 
   

 

Great Escape

Sniffling, sneezing, coughing and wheezing, I boarded a Southwest Airlines 737 bound for the eventual destination of Indianapolis, Indiana. Actually the destination was/is Carmel, Indiana, an upscale residential community north of Indianapolis. The occasion was the celebration of my brother Stan Huseland's 80th birthday which will happen Saturday, October 10.

I call this a great escape, because my poor abused lungs were hacking up crap for two long months and counting, as smoke from area wild fires inundated my home in Bayview, Idaho.

The trip started a little rough, as I tripped coming back from the bathroom late the night before. I found myself propped up against a tray table, but apparently alright. My big toe though, hurt a little, so I turned on the light to inspect same digit. Much to my surprise, not only was the toe and the one next to it bloody, but the big one had lost it's nail entirely and the other partially. How that happened I have no idea, except I apparently caught my toe in the carpet. I slapped an over-sized band aid on it and took an APC, commonly known as Tylenol Three.

Not wishing to cancel my trip, I jumped in my car and headed toward the airport in Spokane, with an intermediate stop to see my newest grandchild, just a couple of weeks old, parented by my son Brian and his lovely wife, Jennifer. Lana, a fifth daughter is of course a beauty, albeit born a little chunky, weighing in at over 9 pounds.

I checked in, presented my baggage and went through security. I discovered a new rule. If you are over 75, they don't make you take your shoes off, which was fortunate, since the left one had a bloody band aid on it and I wore no socks, just moccasins. I tippy toed through the terminal, dodging killer feet that were determined to step on my abused big toe. 

My flight was in two parts. Spokane-Denver and Denver-Indianapolis. Landing in Denver, the touch down was a little rough either meaning we hit a wind shear on short final or the flight attendant made the landing, but we managed to walk away from it safely, which 99% of the times is routine in our airline industry. Still, when I passed the pilot I was moved to suggest they not let the flight attendant make any more landings.

When we deplaned, I noticed that we taxied past the huge concourse that Southwest uses as a hub, to the very end. I inquired what gate I needed to go to for my second flight, I was informed that it was gate A28, which I learned later, was a half mile walk from where I was.

Arriving finally in a pre-collapse condition I explained my recent toe challenge to the very nice lady at the counter, who immediately ordered up a wheel chair ride to the plane. I had pre-boarding  privilege, as a disabled passenger, and was boarded first, a new experience. They also ordered up a wheelchair for the other end.

As my brother and sister-in-law scanned the arriving passengers, they overlooked the old guy being wheeled out of the tunnel until I waved. I told them not to be concerned, as my condition was temporary. The young porter was extremely kind, even remembering to stop off at a rest room. He wheeled me right up to the car in the parking garage and was tipped accordingly.

Lo and behold, all my symptoms are gone. No more hacking up Flem, sneezing or any of the usual stuff I suffer every morning. Fresh smokeless air does wonders. I will spend a few days here until Wednesday, October 14, then repeat my journey back to my home, which I hope will be smoke free when I return.

Gone

I will be out of touch until the 15th.