A Tattered Bit o’ Nuthin’

Well, blogging is forecast to be light to mediocre around here for a while.  Life is a changing, and changing big.  I had rather thought that I’d be staying in Okinawa for another year, but now it looks like that ain’t really gonna happen.  Soooo….NOW I have to frantically begin to pull all the pieces together I need to not only drop back to the civilian world, but also move this whole gypsy wagon back to the states.  Oh, did I mention I don’t have a place to live yet?  Or a job lined up?  Yeah, it’s kinda like that.

So, while I actually DO love blogging, believe it or not, it’s one of the things that’s going to have to kinda of go on hold a bit longer.  Can’t say I won’t EVER find a few minutes to knock something out, but can’t say I WILL either.

That said, have you noticed how more and more product labels are bi-lingual now?  Everything from my “Pure Life” bottled water, to my package of Chewy Runts, to the can of Turkey Chili on the shelf.  What’s funny is that in their desire to be all bi-lingual and multi-cultural, they pack so much gobble-de-gook on the damn things that it ALL becomes freakin’ illegible.

Is this a sign of a sort of general cultural acquiesence to the now-established fact that there are so many, uh, “immigrants” in this country who don’t speak enough Englais to read a soup label that we now have to print it in hispanish, too?  Is it basic economics?  The ESL crowd has become such a burgeoning demographic which what they can’t be ignored by the profit motivated corporations?

Welcome to this country and all, but hey, learn to speak the fucking language, ok?  Pardon my Francais.  This is A-M-E-R-I-C-A.  We speak E-N-G-L-I-S-H here.  They probably should have mentioned that on the brochure, eh?

Oh, and news flash for the apologentsia for the La Raza and Reconquista crowd.  If I see you taking down an American flag and trying to put up a Mexican flag?  Especially if it’s at a post office on other US GOVERNMENT PROPERTY? Well, let’s just say that as a serving member in this country’s armed forces, I am bound by oath to defend this country against all enemies, foreign and domestic.  So, when you raise a flag over our soil, which by long-standing tradition is meant to signify ownership, I will treat it as an act of aggression against the US government.  And as such, when I take a baseball bat to you and your friends, it won’t be a hate crime.  It will be defending sovereign US territority against occupation by foreign insurgents.  And here’s the cool thing…I’m trained to do just that.  Keep.  That.  In.  MIND!!!

You take down my flag? I take you down.  Cause and effect.  Life has consequences. 

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Well, sorry about that.  Sorta.  But the more and more I read about how so much of our society is just turning up its teats to the slow insidious takeover by a foreign power (come on, tell me you really don’t think there’s a whole lot of Mexican politics behind the continuing tidal wave of mexican “immigration?”), all in the name of political correctness and appeasement.  Just makes my blood boil.