Spreading New Year's Cheer In Turkey

That should really say spreading new year's fear and terror. Someone, believed to have been wearing a Santa Claus outfit, opened fire in a crowed nightclub in Istanbul during New Year's Eve celebrations. It has been reported that so far 35 people are dead an another 40 injured. It could have been a lot worse and once things settle down it may be found to be worse since there reportedly were over 500 people at the cub. (Source.)

I am keeping my fingers crossed for us here at home but sooner or later, with the admission of all these so called refugees (belonging to the Religion of Peace) into the USA, this is going to become common place here.

All the best,
Glenn B

From Our Grandson To The World...

...a wish for you on the eve of the new year:

All the best,
GB

Justice Is Not Blind, It Is Insane.

A Englishman - who reportedly was sentenced to a one year prison term for yelling "racial" slurs and for leaving raw bacon sandwiches on the doorstep of a mosque and tying bacon to the mosque's door knobs - recently was found dead in his prison cell. An investigation is forthcoming. Yes folks, imagine that - the British justice system put someone in jail for a year for petty harassment like that and now he has died while in custody. The judge in the case had the gall to call it "an attack on England". More here. Me thinks the judge forgeteth what was England!

I believe that judge needs to have his head examined if he does not see that the real attack that is taking place is that the Englishman of yesteryear has been largely replaced by radical Muslims seeking only to destroy England and to conquer all in the name of allah.

All I can add is to say pass the bacon please.

All the best,
Glenn B

When Someone Tells You The Ammo Is Loaded Staggered...

...within the magazine, they don't mean that you should load your ammo into the mag like this:

 

 

That though is exactly how someone I once knew loaded the mags for a AR15 or Mini 14 (it was one of the other) way back when I was a Customs Patrol Officer with collateral duties as a firearms instructor. Another range officer and I could not figure out why the magazine kept falling out of the shooter's rifle and when it did stay inserted, why she could not get another shot off after the first one did fire. She would do something like: insert the mag, yank the trigger really hard once or twice, twiddle with this or that, try to push the mag in more, yank the trigger again (and I mean mightily), try to operate the bolt and sooner or later while doing some or all of those - the mag would fall out. She even removed a round from the mag that did not seem seated properly. Then she tried all over again with pretty similar results.

 

We put a stop to it and found the cause. While the above is not a photo of the actual mag in question, it does show exactly how she had loaded the rounds into the mag and she had several rounds in it just like that. It was just another "I wouldn't have believed it unless I had seen it" moment at the range.

 

All the best,

Glenn B

 

 

When You Order This...

Source: https://www.smkw.com/frost-world-s-greatest-trapper-with-tin-grandson#

...and when you receive it, it looks like this...
 

...then something is really very, very wrong. Now, don't get me wrong- while I was not happy about that bolster having a scrape on it, it was the other thing that wound up making it totally unacceptable, not only to me but to my daughter and to my son-in-law, as a gift for their son, aka: my and my wife's first grandson. Have you figured it out yet. If you have not then you most assuredly either do not get me at all or are not that observant or both.

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Possibly The Most Ironic Death of 2016

In August 2016, Reginald Hillard, Jr., a man who reportedly had a fear of flying and who had never before flown, was given the gift of a sightseeing flight by his girlfriend, Briana Davis. He accepted and they both enjoyed the flight despite his fears. That was until the landing. The small Cessna, in which they were be given the tour by a pilot, was hit by a rain storm and crashed into a lake about 1,000 feet before the runway. According to the girlfriend, Hillard kicked open a door on the plane and pushed her out. The plane went down right after that, taking Hillard and the pilot with it both evidently drowning. There is more here.

If having a fear of flying but accepting a gift of a sightseeing flight from your girlfriend and immensely enjoying your first flight ever only to wind up drowning in a plane is not ironic - then irony does not exist. What a tragic end for so young a life and a good man at that.

All the best,
Glenn B

From Obama, To Obamessiah, To Obummer...

...to Ocryer.

Source: It was on Facebook but seems to be gone now.

The man-child, known as President Obama, is a disgrace not only to the USA but to the Office of the Presidency. To have said that, had he been able to run a third time,he could have beaten Donald Trump (source), is not only arrogant and divisive but falls completely within the realm of narcissistic self indulging fantasy balderdash. It is of absolutely no real importance to anyone, except himself, in light of the fact that he could not have run again. So why say it at all other than due to sheer self indulgence?

It is time for him to come to grips with reality and to realize he is out, to smoothly transfer power and responsibilities to the incoming president with the dignity of the Office of the President of the United States of America, to then likely go down on the record as the worst American president ever (yes even worse than Nixon, Johnson, Carter, FDR or Wilson) and to fade into the shadows of history. Even though he will be forced to cede the presidency soon, he steadfastly refuses to do so with dignity as he continues to show himself to be an obnoxious self centered childish egomaniac.

I am almost willing to bet that he will make at least one stunningly outlandish major attempt at presidential pomposity to show himself - to himself - as the All Powerful Oz. I would not put it past him, should the thought occur to him (or to one of his flunkies) and if it were in anyway doable, that he would try to make his final mark as president by doing something as outlandish and anti-American as pardoning every illegal alien within our borders. What final and worse slap could he give to the face of America, and its incoming president elect, other than that? Well, maybe a coup attempt but I doubt has the balls for the latter. Simply put, he is a disgrace.

I believe that for the first time in my life, I can truly say, I loathe a child man who is our president. I will rejoice on the day he is out of office, not so much that we will have a new president but more so because this one will be gone.

All the best,
Glenn B

I Love Criminals...

...as stupid as were these two morons. I love it even more when it goes bad for the bad guys and the good guys win and are left unharmed. In this case, two true arsehats, of he highest caliber, attempted an armed robbery at a gun shop. One was shot and killed, the other is being sought by police. More here.

All the best,
Glenn B

 

It's A Fight, No - It's A Loud Noise, No - It's A Gun Shot...

...whatever - it's a madhouse. Such was the case in several malls across the United States on Monday when fights and other disturbances, some accompanied by loud noises apparently from furniture being toppled and mistakenly thought by mall patrons to have been gunshots, started panics among the sheepish shoppers. At Roosevelt Field Mall in Nassau County, NY and at The Mills in Jersey Gardens mall in NJ shoppers fled from the malls in abject fear for their lives but those incidents were only two such panics among several that took place across America yesterday.

A similar incident also took place in  Tempe, AZ at Arizona Mills Mall where loud noises, evidently due to a fight, prompted customers to flee through the mall's exits. In Indiana, fights broke out in a mall and reports of gun shots being fired in the parking lot were received but not confirmed by the police. Town Center Aurora (uncertain if this was the name of a mall or a central area of the town itself) was closed by police, ion Monday, after fights broke out at a local mall - fights that had been broadcast over social media before they had started. At the Beachwood Place Mall in Beachwood, OH, police reported that there were 500-600 people involved in creating mayhem in that mall, also on Monday, the day after Christmas (one of the busiest shopping or merchandise return days of the year). There reportedly also was a report of gunfire at that mall. 

While police are so far denying that these incidents are connected, my bet is that they are connected in as much as troublemakers across the country chose yesterday to cause nationwide panic in shopping centers. I'll say it again, we are becoming more and more like Bizarro World on a daily basis as the leftist animals run amok. 

All the best,
Glenn B

 

It's Not Called San Fransicko For Nothing

Thought For The Day

All the best,
Glenn B

Intelligence...

...lacking.

All the best,
Glenn B

Give Thanks...

 

...if you use one. Me, I could not care less.

 

All the best,

GB

Baby It's Cold Outside

All the best,
Glenn  B

Who Gives A Shit

 

All the best,

GB

A Butter Knife Is Best Used...

...to butter your bread, not stick in someone's head. Yet, a Brooklyn, NY man is alleged to have done just that, stick one in someone's head while in a diner in York County, PA. The victim survived and even reportedly declined hospital treatment. More here.

All the best,
Glenn B

I Would Hope It's Not

All the best,
Glenn B

Yes, That's Me All Too Often

 

All the best,

Glenn  B

My Son and I Wish You A Warm...

...Christmas night.  With a few hard ciders, a few strong ales, some German bier and about 90% of a jar of Moonshine Cherries and a bit of vodka - along with a nice fire - we surely have had a nice warm Christmas night!

All the best,
GB

What Better Christmas Breakfeast...

...than German cold cuts on Linseed Rye could there be for me. Maybe if I had had it with a German bier instead of coffee it could have been better but I am holding off on the bier until later and I really needed that coffee this morning. Now for that sandwich, it was made from a slice of linseed (flax) seed rye and had a thick helping of Kassler liverwurst. This particular Kassler liverwurst is a store specialty made only one day a year, for Christsmas, by Morscher's Pork Store where I bought it. It is an excellent old style butcher shop with truly delectable foods and an aroma of smoked meats that is other worldly. I added several slices of gelbwurst (also made by Morscher's) to my sandwich and slathered it all with a good helping of Whalen's horseradish mustard (which was a Christmas present from Hans, my brother-in-law).

It was truly a divine feast as should be any meal on Christmas day. Maybe later another sandwich made from goose-liver liverwurst  (yes I picked up one of them too but this time with Bauer's mustard with horseradish and a slice of onion). That would be either before (as in lunch) or after (as in a midnight snack) we sit down for our dinner. inner is slated to be roast duck (which my wife will be cooking) and smoked chicken thighs (which my son will smoke) and all the fixings. My meager contribution, I bought them all and also brought home some Linzer tarts from Rudy's Pastry Shop (the name on the storefront is as I put it but name on the website is Rudy's Bakery & Café) in Ridgewood, NY. I have been eating cookies, pastries and the like for well over 30 years. Their Linzer tarts are the best I have ever eaten.

I've got to go, it's almost time for lunch and a bier or maybe a nice crisp hard cider.

Merry Christmas,
Glenn B

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL THOSE DEPLOYED...

...IN OUR ARMED FORCES WHO ARE ON FOREIGN SOIL, SEAS OR IN FOREIGN SKIES THIS DAY. GOD BLESS YOU ALL AND KEEP YOU FROM HARM'S WAY. MAY YOUR RETURN HOME COME SOON AND FIND YOU IN GOOD HEALTH. MERRY CHRISTMS AND HAPPY NEW YOU TO YOU ALL, EACH AND EVERY ONE.

So as not to forget the reason for the season, listen to this one:



Then, listen to these; there are a lot of Christmas classics, for you to enjoy, here:



Merry Christmas,
Glenn B

Santa Claus - His Work All Done...

...except for two things he still needs to do, heads back to the North Pole to do them right.

In Sharing Some Christmas Eve Cheer...

...I'm hoping that you and your loved ones dear, have a very Merry Christmas & Happy New Year.

When some say that we have forgotten the true meaning of Christmas, say that we think about gift giving too much on Christmas and that we need to remember to keep Christ in Christmas - well, you truly need to remember that Christmas is all about gift giving. It has been that way ever since the Immaculate Conception when Mary, who would become the mother of Jesus, was conceived without sin. It was the greatest gift that God ever bestowed upon a single human being.

Sometime, probably between the eighth and ninth month of her pregnancy, God bestowed another gift - this one for us all - in the form of a star to guide those who would seek the messiah. 

Then, on the day that Jesus was to be born, a much more humble gift was given - this by a man whom history does not name - to the expectant parents. It was the gift of the manger. It truly was a humble gift of meager lodgings among farm animals but it was a gift nonetheless and it was a gift fitting a King. 

Of course, on the very first Christmas, the day of the birth of Jesus, God the Father gave us the gift of his only begotten son. What better gift could he give to all mankind.

Even with the birth of the Christ child, the gift giving did not end. It is said that the magi journeyed from afar in the east and bestowed upon the child King gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh.  In other words, people gave to people on that first Christmas, God gave to mankind, and men gave gifts to God. Today, we keep it going and if we do it in the spirit of that first Christmas it indeed will be a Merry Christmas.

All the best,
Glenn B

I Hope...

...that your aluminum pole was sturdy and strong, that your grievances were aired completely and to your satisfaction and that no one pinned you to the floor until you had beaten them soundly at least three times on this Festivus, for the rest of us, 2016.

All the best,
Glenn B

I Am Going Christmas Shopping...

...and I am going to love it even if it kills me! Really now, I need to go to Costco and that can raise my BP enough to make my head burst so maybe I should take some extra BP meds before I go there. It promises to be a madhouse today based on my past experiences but I need to get some supplies that were forgotten. Then I need to get at least a couple more presents today.

Tomorrow, Christmas Eve, I will do likewise. I have gone Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve every year since I was about 10 - 12 years old. I am virtually certain I have done so without fail although I suppose it possible, though not probable, that I might have missed once or twice and forgotten about it. Anyway, I will be going shopping again tomorrow. It is my tradition and I love doing it although I cannot say I always love dealing with some of the arsehats out and about on Christmas Eve. If you go shopping on Christmas Eve, you like me can wind up running into any of the multitude of arsehats that seem to abound during the last minutes of the Christmas shopping season.

On Christmas, when I was in my late twenties or early thirties, I had the sinking feeling that someone was following me. I stopped by a store and pulled an old movie trick that the director probably learned from a cop. I used a store window as a mirror and after a few stores where I was able to repeat that, I realized two guys were indeed following me. They looked like Puerto Rican (most prevalent group f Hispanics in NYC at that time) junkies. I even saw they peering into a store I had entered to look at jewelry. I made it look as if I was going into another store and came out of its recessed store front at full speed and one of them almost walked into me as he approached. He was frazzled after that; yet, him but he and his accomplice persisted in following me store to store and I went in and out of many. I walked into another recessed storefront and made sure my pistol was ready in the holster with my coat out of the way so it was showing. The guy just about ran up to the store front to try to get a glimpse of what I was buying or maybe if I paid with cash. He was shocked to see me standing there, and saw what was on my hip. I did not see him or his pal after that.

Other times dealing with Christmas Eve arsehats has been much more benign but maybe more annoying. I have had to fight off a woman trying to grab an item I was buying right out of my hands. She said something stupid like she saw it first but she was nowhere in sight when I found it on the shelf, to the pushers and bumpers who think of you as an impediment to move out of their way, to the jerks who don't know how to or refuse to hold a door for you, to those who seem incapable of saying thank you if you hold the door for them or show them some common courtesy, to the morons cutting you off in the parking lot or on the road so they can get there before you or before all the deals are gone, to the drunken Santas demanding you drop a donation in the kettle to the protesting atheists who show up at shopping centers to try to make you and others miserable. Yes, I go regardless and I will love having gone even if it kills me.

And now I had better get going before there are too many of them out and about.

Merry Christmas to all of them in advance because shortly I may not feel like saying it to them at all.

All the best,
Glenn B