Saturday, March 05, 2005

Interesting website, reading ... oh... and THE TERRORISTS WIN!!!

I found another photo website that I am trying out. It has a very slick interface, but is still in beta, and limited space and bandwidth, so I'm not really ready to spend any money on it. I uploaded a few pictures, and I just got a notification that another user has added me as a "contact". It has a bit of a "community" feel, which I'm not sure I like yet. Check it out and let me know what you think.

Mike (my co-worker) and I made a realization the other day... and I am taking it to it's inevitable conclusion: the terrorists have won.

Our realization was that with all of the resources available to the anti-terrorist forces of the world, the terrorists have a limitless supply of the most effective weapon ever devised:

Cardboard.

If you don't know what I'm talking about, you obviously haven't spent any time on a military base recently. I don't know if things are as bad back in the States, but a cardboard box ("suspicious package") found by the side of the road here warrants shutting down the entire base for hours. Which makes this even MORE ridiculous is the amount of garbage that regularly blows around here. Pretty much anything that could be IMAGINED to be an IED (Improvised Explosive Device) mobilizes the EOD (Explosive Ordnance Disposal) team. Their methods include dogs, portable x-ray machines, robots, and LONG STICKS. (ok, I made the last one up ... but I'm sure they have one, and I'd bet it's got a ridiculously over-thought acronym; like ERD (Extended Reaching Device or EPPD (Extended Poking/Prodding Device)). Sorry, getting a little off-track here.

Here's the process. Some eagle-eyed patrol spots a bit of trash on the ground. They make some calls on the radio, using several important sounding acronyms, and several important people make several important decisions: close the base, send out the EOD, notify all the other bases (so they can close too), then wait for the inevitable report that they were unable to determine the exact composition of the "suspicious package", so they blew it up.

Seriously, that's pretty much how things happen (minus my creative license) at least twice a week here. And as far as I know... there's NEVER been any evidence that the "suspicious packages" have been anything OTHER than just junk. Maybe it was something useful to someone before it fell off a truck somewhere, but after it's been detonated, there has never been any indication that it was an act of terrorism. Just random garbage.

Thus, my conclusion that we've already lost the War Against Terrorism. If all the terrorists have to do is scatter cardboard boxes around various "key" installations to bring them to a grinding halt, why would they even bother packing anything less innocuous? We have millions and millions of dollars invested in equipment and personnel; they have WMD (Weapons of Mass Delay) that cost them $0.08 a pound to produce.

I only wish I were kidding about this.

Speaking of rampant idiocy (and we were, trust me), has anyone else seen this? I was having very similiar thoughts during the whole "US is STINGY" media-slam. i didn't know the specifics though... now I'm REALLY pissed.

Yes, it's VERY long, but it's very well-written.

BUT KEEP AN OPEN MIND

There are over six billion people living on our planet. Of that six billion, almost two billion are Muslims. That's roughly a third of the total population of the earth.

The earthquake that triggered the killer tsunami was centered just off the coast of the Indonesian island of Sumatra. Indonesia is the world's most populous Muslim country. It was also the most severely devastated by the wave. Nearly 100,000 of the victims of the December 26 catastrophe were Indonesian Muslims.

The vast majority of the victims were either Muslims, Buddhists or Hindu.

Got all that? Good.

Now, to the United Nations. The United Nations consists of 186 countries. The most powerful voting bloc is the fifty-seven Islamic countries that generally vote with one voice, especially when the United States or Israel are voting the other way.

The United Nations' head of humanitarian relief, Jan Egeland, criticized the West for being stingy. He didn't specifically mention America, but he cited the exact percentage of the US GDP that is budgeted for foreign aid, so there is little doubt of who the 'stingy West' was, at least in Egeland's mind.

Egeland slammed the United States for not raising taxes so that America could give a greater percentage of its GDP to the UN to distribute as part of the UN's foreign aid package.

Editorials in the Washington Post, the New York Times and other liberal newspapers echoed Egeland's charge, with the New York Times calling America's $350 million in direct government aid 'miserly'.

The United States makes up some six percent of the world's total population, but we pay a quarter of the United Nation's total budget. The United States pays forty percent of the world's total disaster relief aid, and sixty percent of the world's total food donations.

The $2.4 billion (that's BILLION) dollars Washington spent in emergency aid in 2003 represented 40 percent of the total amount of emergency assistance from all bilateral donors provided that year.

Evidently, that isn't enough.

It didn't take long for these same liberal elitists to turn Mother Nature into an American right-wing hater of Islam.

Not only had America's imperialistic self-enrichment policies created the natural disaster, but also cold-hearted Muslim hating President Bush wouldn't leave his ranch in Texas... which by the way, is his home -- not a vacation destination -- and only offered a 'stingy' initial monetary donation.

While these elitist journalist were assailing President Bush and expounding the mantra that America should be giving more money to the devastated region in a token gesture that would 'show Islam that America didn't hate Muslims', UN Secretary General Kofi Annan was still on his vacation skiing in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. He returned to New York four days later.

The wave struck on Sunday, and it took only until Monday before the US announced its $350 million in initial aid, sent the USS Abraham Lincoln into the region, including helicopters, and C-130 transport planes, sent hundreds of tons of pre-packaged emergency aid supplies, and deployed some 14,000 American troops to help with the recovery and cleanup.

In Indonesia, U.S. helicopters flew at least 30 sorties, delivering 60,000 pounds of water and supplies, from the aircraft carrier USS Abraham Lincoln along a 120-mile stretch of Sumatra island's ravaged coastline.

Saudi Arabia and Kuwait, the richest nations in the Islamic world, donated a paltry $10 million each. The United Arab Emirates donated some $20 million to relieve the suffering of their Islamic 'brothers'.

Egypt's contribution at the time of this writing is $104,000.00. (Note: Egypt gets $2 BILLION in US foreign aid annually)

And did anybody notice that the majority of the private donations came from those evil corporate types the left so loves to loathe?

Pfizer donated $10 million in cash and $25 million in drugs. (That is more than oil-rich Saudi Arabia and Kuwait combined) General Motors pledged $2 million in cash, agreed to match employee donations dollar for dollar, and is sending vehicles to transport food and medical supplies to the region.

Other corporate donors include Nike Inc., American Express, General Electric, First Data Corp., Coca-Cola, Pepsi, Exxon-Mobil, Citigroup, Marriott International and the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation.

On the other hand, where are all the Hollywood liberals? Activist actors such as Ben Affleck, Susan Sarandon, Al Franken, Tim Robbins, Martin Sheen, and Barbra Streisand have not been heard from.

And where is George Soros, the world richest left wing liberal?

Actress Sandra Bullock donated one million dollars, but Bullock is neither an activist nor a liberal. (She also donated one million dollars following September 11.)

Super-rich liberals like Bono and Bruce Springsteen are promising to hold another "aid concert" to collect money (not theirs) for the victims.

America, as noted at the outset, represents six percent of the global population. But in any catastrophe, it gets one hundred percent of the blame. The UN's nose is out of joint because the Bush administration refuses to funnel its aid through the UN's various aid agencies.

Kofi Annan wants to use the catastrophe to shore up the UN's sagging image in the wake of the Oil-For-Food thefts from Iraq. The United States wants to ensure the aid doesn't end up lining the pockets of UN officials. So the US is 'too stingy' and gets another black eye.

Where is the rest of the Islamic world? There are fifty-seven Islamic nations, and the world's biggest Islamic nation is the one that took the hardest hit. But it is the United States -- the world's largest donor nation -- that is grabbing all the headlines for being "stingy".

To put things in perspective, I saw a news photo yesterday of one of the Indonesian victims.

He was wearing a T-shirt emblazoned with the face of Osama bin Laden.


Interesting, hmm?

Ok, I've uploaded some of the pictures I've taken recently. Haven't organized them at all, but they're in the Kuwait Album.

Love to all!

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Just another day?

The days seem to run together after awhile; working long (and strange) hours, changing sleep times, depending on what I want to try to do during my downtime...

Today was no exception, but I got to do a couple of things out of the ordinary. One of Shelley's co-workers has a husband on his way to Iraq, and he is in Kuwait for a couple of days. When I was home in the fall I talked to him a little bit about working overseas, and despite all my warnings, he did it anyway. Some people just never listen... hehe

Anyway, we finally managed to get together today, and I took him and a couple of his fellow workers on the "500 fils" tour of Kuwait, giving them my limited knowledge and understanding of the local culture. I can tell that they weren't impressed...

However, the highlight of this tour was we went up into the Kuwait Towers. I've posted several pictures of them, but have never managed to take the time to actually go up. Here they are from the outside:



And this is from the top of the tallest one, looking down at the smallest one:



For the record, there are three towers. The tallest one has an observation sphere in the top, and a couple of restaurants in the middle. The second tallest tower has a single sphere, and holds a million gallons of water. The smallest one has no sphere, but has two bathrooms at the base... seriously.

I got a couple of good shots in this area few weeks ago, but here was a hair (!) inside the camera... looks to be an eyelash. I haven't taken the time to touch the photos up yet... but not all the shots were ruined. There's a fishing pier down by Chili's (yes... they have a Chili's) on the beach:



... and here's the pier from the towers...



... also, down at the same beach:



When I first saw this sign, I thought it said "Grilling is Propheted" ... like it was some kind of Divine BBQ site or something...

I'll get all the photos uploaded and into an album, but wanted to give you a glimpse of my recent events...

Mobile PC Magazine just released "The Top 100 Gadgets of All Time" list... very interesting stuff!

That's all from now!

Love to all!



(In case you didn't know, or don't recognize me... I'm not the short one...)








Tuesday, February 22, 2005

Time for a new look...

I was getting tired of the old look, so I thought I'd try a new one. I'll have to migrate all the old setup to this new template, but I just don't have the time or energy right now. I'll turn on the default commenting system (doesn't require a blogger account anymore!), and re-add the Haloscan commenting later. Along with all the other things I need to do... that should get done sometime before I come home. Anything that you'd like to see back, remind me...

Love to all!

Friday, February 18, 2005

A post with substance

Ok, unlike my usual rantings, I'll try to make this one worth the time you spend here... and maybe for the times you've checked back only to find nothing has changed...



See... I could just stop right there, and that would be sufficient ... in my opinion anyway. Shelley got a bunch of pictures uploaded from Ryan's birthday party (and other various events... like tearing up the basement...) to the Latest Photos album

But WAIT, there's MORE! I got a brief hop on a UH-60 Blackhawk today, so I've got even MORE PICTURES ... In case you don't know what that is:







Get the idea?

I'll upload all the pictures to the Album after I get them organized, but there are some really good ones in there! Since they are such high resolution, I need to play around with the uploading process. Pixagogo automatically reduces the display size, so that it's not painful to view, but the upload (at a little over 3M per picture) is a slow and tedious process, especially if I uploaded everything I shot... let's just say it's a good thing this is digital. The cost of processing the pictures would have really added up by now...

Remember when I asked my mom to recount her recollection of the "Atari 2600 Xmas"? Here's what she had to say:

Hmmm...my version of the Atari 2600 Xmas, early 1980's. That was a LONG time ago. As my fuzzy memory recalls, although I don't believe it was the actual beginning of your geekdom, I believe it had a significant impact. As the song goes, "all I want for Xmas" was the Atari 2600, and that particular game. Well, of course, he got them both, being the spoiled rotten brat he was, but I only wrapped the game and presented that. Then told him I just thought maybe he could play it on one of his friend's Atari. The look on his face was akin to having told him his dog died (I had seen that face before actually), so I quickly told him that "or, you could play it on the Atari that's hidden behind the TV stand." THAT was the look I wanted for Christmas. The hugs and kisses were worth his official launch into geekdom. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.


... damn ... that's pretty much exactly how I remembered it too. I was hoping for a bit more detail that I had either forgotten or was never aware of... guess not. But can you imagine the cruelty of teasing your child like that? I can't wait until MY son REALLY wants something... then I can enjoy the "dead dog" look as well! Who knew parenting could be so FUN?

hehe

So have I atoned for my extended absences yet? What? You want MORE? Ok... here's a few more tidbits:





That should be enough to hold you over until I get all of them uploaded...

YAY!  I'm ONE YEARS OLD!!!




Monday, February 14, 2005

Happy Valentine's Day! Happy Birthday Ryan!

A good friend of mine has been publically dreading this day on his 'blog, and he said there was no reason for this particular date (Feb 14) to be celebrated. That made me curious enough to spend a few minutes searching, and found this reason (among many others):

St. Valentine's Story
Let me introduce myself. My name is Valentine. I lived in Rome during the third century. That was long, long ago! At that time, Rome was ruled by an emperor named Claudius. I didn't like Emperor Claudius, and I wasn't the only one! A lot of people shared my feelings.

Claudius wanted to have a big army. He expected men to volunteer to join. Many men just did not want to fight in wars. They did not want to leave their wives and families. As you might have guessed, not many men signed up. This made Claudius furious. So what happened? He had a crazy idea. He thought that if men were not married, they would not mind joining the army. So Claudius decided not to allow any more marriages. Young people thought his new law was cruel. I thought it was preposterous! I certainly wasn't going to support that law!

Did I mention that I was a priest? One of my favourite activities was to marry couples. Even after Emperor Claudius passed his law, I kept on performing marriage ceremonies -- secretly, of course. It was really quite exciting. Imagine a small candlelit room with only the bride and groom and myself. We would whisper the words of the ceremony, listening all the while for the steps of soldiers.

One night, we did hear footsteps. It was scary! Thank goodness the couple I was marrying escaped in time. I was caught. (Not quite as light on my feet as I used to be, I guess.) I was thrown in jail and told that my punishment was death.

I tried to stay cheerful. And do you know what? Wonderful things happened. Many young people came to the jail to visit me. They threw flowers and notes up to my window. They wanted me to know that they, too, believed in love.

One of these young people was the daughter of the prison guard. Her father allowed her to visit me in the cell. Sometimes we would sit and talk for hours. She helped me to keep my spirits up. She agreed that I did the right thing by ignoring the Emperor and going ahead with the secret marriages. On the day I was to die, I left my friend a little note thanking her for her friendship and loyalty. I signed it, "Love from your Valentine."

I believe that note started the custom of exchanging love messages on Valentine's Day. It was written on the day I died, February 14, 269 A.D. Now, every year on this day, people remember. But most importantly, they think about love and friendship. And when they think of Emperor Claudius, they remember how he tried to stand in the way of love, and they laugh -- because they know that love can't be beaten!


I don't know if it's true or not, but it makes a good story, doesn't it?

Anyway, sounds like the birthday party was a big success. Ryan was surrounded with friends, family, and lots of love... just like everyone should be on their birthday.

Happy Birthday son!

Sunday, February 13, 2005

Fishing is usually boring ...

I think I'll start a new photo album and call it: Things I Saw Today, and You Didn't. Most of my pictures already fit into that category, but more than a few of them are more unique than others.

How's this for a fishing boat?



No, those aren't fishing poles sticking up; those are .50 caliber guns on the back, and a SAW (Squad Automatic Weapon) on the front. This is just one of the patrol boats that buzz the port here, and I'm sure they do a great job of discouraging the local fishermen from wandering too close.

Tomorrow is Ryan's birthday, and Shelley is having a party for him. My mom and dad are there, and I'm sure he'll get plenty of attention from everyone there. I would give anything to be there.

It's also Valentine's Day, another reason to wish I was home. I owe Shelley way too many special days and nights, and they're really starting to add up. I can only send so many flowers and cards before they start losing meaning.

They just completed some work on the house, so Shelley hasn't had a chance to get the computer hooked back up. I'm hoping she'll do it soon so she can send me some recent pictures. I'll get them posted as soon as she does, I promise!

Got to run, love to all!