(::: "snookered once again, america" :::)

the treason continues
friday, january 25 th, 2008

just as the 1800s western Indian chiefs sold-out their generational native tribes for wampum, trinkets, blankets, guns and firewater, today's corrupt and criminal leaders are allowing America to be sold-out from under us, for the same useless currency equivalent. Between Chinese scum and Middle Eastern filth, weilding bewildering amounts of unbalanced trade and inflated petro-dollars from America and other Western Nations, have bought and continue to buy-up massive portions of our financial industry, ports, manufacturing industry, real estate etc. After owning trillions of our national US Treasury Bonds, the petro-dollar filth have ravenously-turned to buying something more tangible and profitable than America's declining currency value: America itself. It won't take long for the cycle to be completed and America to become fatally-compromised. "The Enemy Within" is making so much "progress" in our erasing our Borders, polluting our English Language, and destroying our unique Culture, as well. Borders, Language, Culture®. What a concept! The gov't is using "Medical Marxism" to control American Citizens' emotions, drive and ambitions. Ritalin®, Prozac®, Zoloft® etc are numbing America's creativity, steel nerves and steely resolve. The "Cradle to Grave" and "Womb to Tomb" programs/entitlements will further ruin any incentive to provide the best medical care, as we've had for the past 65 years, and America will wind-up like the socialist medicene hell-holes of Canada and the toilet bowl-circling UK. What else doesn't our gov't want us to know about? How about all of this? No way, America says; We're not fooled! Did they watch "American Idol" or "Dancing With The Stars", last week? ABCNBCFOXCBSNPRCNNPBS? Will they watch Superbowl XLII next weekend? What are Britney, Paris, Lindsey and the others starlets harlots doing this weekend? Who's on "Oprah"? What's up with Jay Leno's show, tonite? Truth is, America is so completely distracted from what's really going on, by such worthless bullshit as the previously-mentioned "Americana", that they don't care what happens, as long as their Prozac Rx has 3 more refills, and the "thrill-a-minute" TV fantasy world is 24x7. Personally, I don't recognize "this America" anymore, but will fight like hell, to get it back from the zombies in the US Congress and White House, and return it to the values, mores and morals imparted by The Founding Fathers. As I said once before: There are two sides; pick one.

Around The Garden Center™.
Last Thursday's snowfall finally tallied 4-6", and ended around 9:00pm, according to the local WGAL weather website. I was so engrossed in learning CSS (Cascading Style Sheets), that I didn't even notice the time. By the time I did, it was going-on midnight, so I closed everything down, and went to sleep. I was up around 4:30am Friday, to feed and water the cats, logon to the local weather stations to check the forecast, and had a look outside: a white, frozen, heavily ice-glazed wonderland. Yuk. Turn-up the heat, and back to sleep for a couple of hours. I slept until 8:00, made coffee, maple & brown sugar oatmeal with sliced bananas, dressed in layers and my LLBean insulated Maine Hunting Boots, and left for work. I had some snow shovelling and plowing to do, and I hate getting cold doing it.
Employees Arthur and Bob were already at the GC&N Complex, when I arrived at 9:30am on Friday, and Bob told me that he wasn't taking the bank offer of employment, after all. (((Big sigh of relief))) They both plowed and shovelled, so I didn't have to. I had to rush one of my condo cats — Mama Kitty — to the local vet's clinic, since one of her paws was bleeding. (This is the same vet's hospital which humanely and properly-euthanized Pickle, several years ago, in my office.) So I grabbed the cat carrier and her medical records file, and left at 11:30am to go get her and take her into the med ctr. As of 2:45pm, she's out of surgery, resting comfortably, getting antibiotics for a respiratory infection the vet found, her front paws are healing, had her ears cleaned, and she'll stay over the weekend until I pick her up on Monday morning. I'll be giving her antibiotics, orally for 1-2 weeks. Not really looking forward to shoving an eyedropper full of stinky antibiotics down a struggling cat's throat, daily, for 2 weeks.
On Saturday, I took Arthur with me for a couple of trips to various pet stores and finally, Wal-Mart's pet section, to look for a heating pad for our "mystery stray dog's" bed of burlap in the truck bldg, near the compost pile where he's been holed-up, during the winter months. No luck. Then I called the local Tractor Supply Co, in York, and they had had them for $84 (incl tax). Arthur bought one with my GC&N CC, and set it up a few layers down inside the burlap bed we fashioned a few weeks ago. Arthur brought-in a heated water dish (from his former pet, a duck; no, don't ask...), and also brought the dog's food dishes into the unheated bldg. At least the dog's out of the weather, now, and has a warm place to sleep and eat.
I was up at 4:15am Sunday, and even with a sheet, 2 woven-cotton blankets and a heavy wool blanket, I was shivering-cold. I'd set the nighttime temp to 55°F, and it was there and the condo felt very cold. My other condo cat, Murphy, was also agitated at the cold, even though he'd snuck under the covers and was laying next to me, for warmth. It was a 17°F with a bone-numbing wind chill of 2°F, outside. I quickly turned-up the condo heat from 60°F to 75°F, and it felt good almost immediately. (A fried egg sandwich with cheese and catsup, washed down with cold milk, also helped to get my body temp up.) I used to be able to handle cold temps at night, with heavy bedcovers, but over just the past 1-2 years, it seems that I'm really minding the cold more than usual. (Ditto going into the GC&N Complex, in the bitter-cold Winter mornings: getting the main bldg opened-up and heated, takes about 15-20mins, so I usualy go back and sit in the warm Jeep, listen to the local morning WSBA-910AM "Gary Sutton" talk show, until the place is warmed-up enough for me. I hate the cold/icy Winter months; conversely, I also hate the hot/humid Summer months. Spring & Fall are the only two seasons which I like, these days.) Belly full, now warm and cozy, I went back upstairs and slept until 8:45am. Nice. I made the weekday morning maple & brown sugar oatmeal, and had coffee.
Scanning the news, I noticed that many of the Southeastern states got a surprise snowfall, on Saturday. And a region-wide freeze on Sunday. IMO, the best thing they could do is stay-off of the roads, until it all melts, as they're the absolute worst drivers in snow, since they get very little 'practice'. I remember several 80s business trips to Atlanta with 'freak snowfalls' and 600-800+ accidents in one day. No thanks. Hey: welcome to Glo-bull Warming!
Sunday was also loaded with playoff football, which I seldom-if-ever watch, and this year I decided to watch some of it (mainly 4 qtr) on my RAID 0+1 computer's 19" Dell LCD, instead of going upstairs to the loft, to watch the Sony 27" Trinitron's screen. No beer and pretzels for me, these days. I had some food shopping to finish-up, get some stuff for the GC&N Complex, and some 'chores' to get done around the condo, so I listened to some of it, mostly. With numerous browser windows also open, I also toggled between The History Channel, FX-TV movies, TNT Movies, The Weather Channel and The Discovery Channel. "Man does not live by football, alone". The Patriots and Giants won; BFD.
I had to stop to gas-up the Jeep, and it was brutal waiting for the tank to fill, in that bitter-cold 2°F wind, darnit. I just can't imagine anyone choosing to live in this kind of weather, but many do in Alaska, Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire, Michigan, Wisconsin, Minnesota, North Dakota etc. I could more easily handle it when I was in my 20s and 30s, but as reality set-in during my 40s and 50s, I hate it. There are actually people, many of them my customers, who think I go to Florida or the tropical islands during the Winter months. Heh; what a wild idea. The reason I had a facial tan, in the early years, was that I worked in the GHs when there was no shadecloth on them, and in 30mins, I had a quick and deep tan in those warm and cozy GHs. Those days are over now, as all we use them for is nursery stock storage, and not veggie/annual/bedding plant seed sowing in January and February. By 7pm Sunday evening, it was 16°F and 1°F windchill, outside.
By 4:30am Monday, it was 11°F and a -2°F windchill, outside, but I felt the cold inside the condo, even at the ambient 60°F. I again cranked-up the heat to 75°F, and went back to sleep for a couple of hours. It was 12°:F when I got into work at 9:30, and after turning on the heaters, found that the bathroom water pipes were frozen. I rigged a portable heater to defrost them inside the building, and went out/around the Main Bldg, into the pump house, and turned-on the heat lamp directly on the pipes. Within an hour, they were back to running water. Jennifer and Bob were in to work on the Spring deliveries for new inventory items in our 2 computer's database, in Counterpoint. My new Galco magazine carrier arrived today, but it was the wrong color leather, and I had to send it back for an exchange. I had a couple in today, inquiring about 25-30ft trees, so I'll have to make some calls to see what's available locally, since we don't buy-in anymore than 8-10ft or 10-12ft, since most smaller trees caliper-up quickly in one season due to our drip irrigation in the fields for the 800+ trees we have in stock. A few years ago, I donated ($42,000) my last 52 very large trees to the Penn State University/ York Campus, in my Dad's name, who's a PSU Alumnus. And we got a very nice "Thank You" letter from Graham Spanier, PSU's President. We also landscaped the Pullo Family Performing Arts Center (Pullo Center) at Penn State/York, as a paid landscape job. I picked-up Mama Kitty from the vets offices, at 4pm, and Murphy and I both were happy to have her back at the condo, with us.
I'm long past due for another trip over to nearby state-of-the-art Freedom Armory's pistol range, and another round of combat/personal defense shooting with my Kimber 1911 .45cal ACP "Eclipse Target II", as opposed to simple target shooting. I need to "re-up my yearly membership" there, anyway. It's on my ever-growing, "to do list".
Tuesday was another bitter cold morning: 18°F and a 7°F windchill. Still no sighting of our "mystery stray dog", after 2 days, but his food and water dishes are always empty, and we know he's slept in our makeshift, burlap bed. Jennifer and Bob were in to work on the computer inventory for Spring, and James stopped by to drop-off a couple of customer folders needing landscape estimates for the Spring months. I finished-up some other paperwork, and left by 4pm. Wednesday was just more of the same, kind of like the movie, "Groundhog Day". Truth be told: there are a lot of days like that, during the Winter months; always have been for the past 18yrs.
Another bitter-cold morning — 16°F and a windchill of 4°F — and then the day got busy. Gift certificates to be dispensed, front retail counters to be cleaned, reorganized, and scores of 2007 papers and documents — for use with retail customers and landscape crews — to be changed, updated and master copies made, for copying. Website pages need updating, new ones need building, the CSS-xHTML "Journal" for next Friday (Feb 1) needs work for its debut. I had some food shopping to to for the cats, and got home around 5pm, and immediately began working on the website pages, since potential lscp cutomers will be visiting them. The lscp estimates will have to wait for a few days until I get the web projects done. Mmmmmmmm, a homemade ¾lb cheeseburger, a steaming bowl of tomato soup, a salad and Hagen Däsz Coffee Ice Cream, for dinner. Ahhhhhhhh, I'm now feeling better about working on the paper and pixel stream of stuff.

Things Which Make Your Head Explode™.
Two weeks ago, in "While America Rots", I named Dubai and China as the most corrupting, criminal influences upon the dunderheads in DC. Bubba Jeffy Klintoon is no exception: Dubai owns his ass. The only GOPer/Republican Conservative in the race, was US Rep Duncan Hunter (CONSERVATIVE-CA), and now he's called it quits, after more huge losses in Nevada and SC. I truly don't understand what's going on in America; I just don't recognize this country, anymore. Thanks for trying Mr Hunter.
Last Thursday was the 10th Anniversary of Bill Clinton/Monica Lewinsky, as reported by The Drudge Report, on the Net. Remember it? I sure do.
Golly gee whiz, I hope you all had a nice "MLK Holiday", this past Monday, as I had to work, and the only slugs and lowlifes who get off that day are the incompetent, EEOC-hired Niggas® and White trash®, who work for the fed/state/local gov'ts, banks, post offices etc. Real Americans work on that day. King was a liar, plagiarist, drug user, womanizer, commie sympathizer and all-around piece-of-shit, IMO. Yes, Niggas®: MLK Day on January 21st IS AN INSULT TO America and to Me! Martin Luther King was stinking garbage. Rot in hell, King! Good riddance, scumbag!
If you were ever stupid enough to think the demokkkRATs were "the party of the people", then read this article. The Palm's Steakhouse food and the sumptuous/luxurious Bellagio Villa accomodations, on the campaign contributors' hard-earned dimes? Hardly what passes for "average American fare", these days, is it? F•cking hypocrite scumbags. Wake-up, America!
Ummmmmmm, lessee: 5 lowlife, dirtbag, subhuman Niggas® beating-up a White Jewish boy isn't a hate crime, but 5 Whites beating-up a Nigga®, is a hate crime? Makes perfect sense, to me.
Any question that the lowlife, subhuman, dangerous, MEChA, LaRaza and the National Council of LaRaza spics, are planning a race war against America and the wholesale killing of The White Man? None in my mind, after watching this film. I'm "more than ready"; bring it!
So you're a John McCain supporter/voter? Have you seen this, or read it? Go ahead; I'll wait.
This is hillarious: liberal-demokkkRATs (women especially) either vote for race or gender — a black man or white woman — and not the ability to lead a faltering nation. And read all the dumbass black bitches' comments; they're priceless. Typical lib-dem dilemma: vote for style over substance.

Global Warming BS™.
Have you seen this video: "BBC: The Great Global Warming Swindle"? It was outright-banned from leftist, hate-filled, dirtbag lowlife scumbags, Google.com's and YouTube.com's websites, by the mentally-ill, left-wing, global warming idiot wackos, but I've preserved it, for posterity, aka you, me and *ours*. Watch, be informed and download it for others to see. It's on my corporate server, and will stay there, BTW.

islam Is A Criminal Organization™.
72 virgins for a muslim-ialamist-arab who martyrs himself? Bullshit. It's 72 raisins, idiots! Lotta PO'd murderous subhuman muzzie filth, down in Hell, wondering what happened! Heh!
"Racist Asian thugs" nearly killing a White Guy, in the UK? The dumb-assed, shit-for-brains "newspaper" really means muslim-islamic-arab filth, but they havn't the balls to say so. Reason #1 why I carry a Kimber 1911 .45cal ACP "Eclipse Target II" with 2 extra Wilson Combat 8-rnd mags. I'd "drop" that murderous, subhuman muslim-islamist-arab shitscumfilth in a heartbeat, if I could. "islam delenda est".
If you ever had any questions about muslims-islamists being subhuman filth or lowlife, dirtbag, less-than-animals, this "honor killings" article and this "Israeli body parts" article, will clear it all up, for you. My eyes were truly-opened on 9-11; since then, nothing those pig-fucking, camel-molesting garbage surprises me.
Bravo, Geert Wilders, for telling the Truth About islam. Watch your back. Lock 'n load.

Ten Thoughts to Ponder for 2008™.
Number 10: Life is sexually transmitted. Number 9: Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. Number 8: Men have two emotions — Hungry and Horny. If you see him without an erection, make him a sandwich. Number 7: Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day, teach a person to use the Internet and they won’t bother you for weeks. Number 6: Some people are like a Slinky — Not really good for anything, but you still can’t help but smile when you shove them down the stairs. Number 5: Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing. Number 4: All of us could take a lesson from the weather — It pays no attention to criticism. Number 3: Why does a slight tax increase cost you $200.00 and a substantial tax cut saves you $30.00? Number 2: In the 60’s, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is Weird and people take Prozac to make it normal. And The Number 1 Thought For 2008: We know exactly where one cow with mad-cow-disease is located among millions and millions of cows in America but we haven’t got a clue as to where millions of illegal immigrants and terrorists are located. Maybe we should put the Department of Agriculture in charge of Immigration? ”Life is like a jar of Jalapeno peppers — What you do today, might Burn Your Ass Tomorrow”.
(From an email I received yesterday; author unknown.)

Scams, Lies & Rackets™.
AIDS is one of the biggest lies, scams, rackets and 'industries', in the world. It is 97% preventable, and only the innocents born with it, should be saved from death. All the rest should die and cleanse the world of the subhuman filth. Spending $8-10 billion on it every year, the so-called 'world community' of turd-world nations is 100% to blame for allowing it to happen, spread and prosper. Millions around the world are employed in that racket industry; millions. And to pull 95% of the funding would quickly unemploy those scumbags. Hmmm, I don't have a problem with that.

Lowlife, Dirtbag Filth™.
Awwwww, America-hater, Jew-hater, 9-11 worshipper, mentally-ill piece-of-dogshit, Bobby Fischer, died of kidney failure. Good riddance and rot in hell, asshole!

Some People Just Need Killing™.
Track down this subhuman, filthy, dirty, murderous, lowlife illegal alien spic, Jose Perez Gonzalez, 28, of South San Francisco, who is an illegal piece-of-shit from Guadalajara, Mexico. Then KILL HIM! No trial. Hang the subhuman garbage!

Airborne Cats™.
The feline resume already boasts a crowded list of attributes: cuter than heck, worshipped by ancient Egyptians, subject of numerous comic strips. Now add to that list: amazing when photographed midair. Witness this portrait of a crouching tiger, flying kitty. And this guy bravely fending off a giant corkscrew. Behold feline worship: "All hail the orange fuzzy!" And see, err, catsercize? "1-2-3, 1-2-3, come on girls, it's easy." This cat laments that the other refrigerator magnets make fun of him. But he doesn't care! And ... boing! The airborne skill of these cats hardly seems fair. If cats are gonna fly, birds should be allowed to sleep all day, then gnaw on our leather shoe straps.

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