Wow, so much to learn on this Earth Day founded in part by the Unicorn Killer, Ira Einhorn. Like is grand in lefty land.
I just love the fun Earth Day. So totally cool. Reminds me of my time at the fabulous Indiana State University when they used to give the kids the day off for what was then called Donagy Day named for some goof prof who was a big environmentalist wacko. Susan and I went to Turkey Run for some carbon emitting bar be que and leaving aluminum beer cans in our wake. Aaahhh the good old days when no one gave a damn because we were all supposed to be freezing to death.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Thursday, April 02, 2009
Random thoughts
I miss President Bush.
I am sick of this weather.
I hope we win one of those cars in that raffle.
I am sick of this weather.
I hope we win one of those cars in that raffle.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
barack obama is destroying our country
I hate to say this but barack obama is destroying our country. I dislike this man and his policies greatly but I truly believe that what he is doing is to form the US into something similiar to Venezula. I wonder what the Germans did and felt when Hitler rose to power. Could they believe that was happening? I don't believe what is happening here. His cabal of a cabinet is absolutey lunacy. yet, they party every Weds. night. How nice for a two lunatic, affirmative action pigs to have a cocktail party on the taxpayers dime. Lovely
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Until we meet again
Boy, do we really miss Hawaii. Aloha Oe, I couldn't wait to leave there but now it seems things would have been better had we stayed. But we are in Bristow, VA. I don't know what to do now.
Monday, February 16, 2009
I hate to fly
Thursday evening a commuter plane goes down near Buffalo, NY. It slams into a house and one person dies in the house. I worry about that little airport in Manassas and a plane coming into our house. But mostly, I hate to fly. I just hate it, it's not natural or normal to fly in a silver tube across the sky. Even if Cpt. Sully was the pilot I may feel better but I would still hate it. I used to not be that way, I used to love to fly but not anymore. It's gotten worse as I have gotten older. I hate it even more when I fly without the kids. I guess my rational is if the kids were with me, we'd go together-Michael too of course but flying to Aunt Lou's funeral was nutty for me.
Bless those poor people and their families. I guess it was 30 seconds of pitching before crash. It must have been the worst and longest 30 seconds, their final seconds of life.
Bless those poor people and their families. I guess it was 30 seconds of pitching before crash. It must have been the worst and longest 30 seconds, their final seconds of life.
Friday, February 13, 2009
RIP the Hargon Family
Every Valentines Day I think about the Hargon Family of MS. Why you may ask? In 2004, a young family in MS went missing. There was a father, mother, and an adorable just turned 4 y/o boy. It turned out his cousin killed this family. It touched me for some reason-the little boy was just beautiful and I guess it was James Patrick. Eventually they were found dead and I did send $25 to the family towards expenses. Years later I received a Thank You from the dead man's mother. She had beautiful hand writing and thanked me for the money.
Today the article below appeared on the web page of WMAL. It's such a sad story.
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VAUGHAN, Miss. (AP) -- Truth is, most of Earnest Lee Hargon's people had been wiped out by the time he went to death row, and those who knew the family weren't sorry to see him go.
He got there by killing his cousin, the cousin's wife and their 4-year-old boy - the one who was supposed to carry on the Hargon name - over getting cut out of a will. He told his wife about it over Valentine's dinner five years ago, hours after the murders.
"I got them, all three," he said.
If the Bible didn't trump superstition around here, some people might call the Hargons cursed. The patriarch, his wife, the young family, the grieving sister, the jealous, murderous cousin - the better part of three generations gone, most of them before their time. Even Earnest Lee died before he was supposed to, stabbed in a prison fight before the state could put him down.
"Maybe pride was our sin that caused this to happen," matriarch Diane Hargon once wrote, looking for the why behind all that befell her family. "We were so proud to be Hargons. This family did anything and everything for friends, family or even strangers in need."
The Hargons were the heart of Vaughan, a community about 40 miles north of Jackson where meandering, tree-lined roads divide sprawling farms. It's best known as the spot where railroad folk hero Casey Jones was killed in a crash in 1900. Everyone knows their neighbors here, and social activities revolve around churches, front porches and pitchers of sweet tea.
And everyone still talks about what happened to the Hargons.
"Everything just lined up the wrong way against this family," said James Powell III, the district attorney who prosecuted the case.
The Hargons' hub was Fowler Road Grocery, the one-story brick building they used as a convenience store for years until 1994, when the killing started.
The robbers arrived on a Friday, when they knew the store would have money on hand to cash checks. One waited in the car while two others went inside. Haywood Hargon (pronounced HAR-gihn), the proprietor and father, was shot and killed before a customer interrupted the robbery. The thieves made off with $114.
The store closed and the Hargons turned the building into a home. Haywood's son Michael eventually moved in with his wife and their boy, undeterred by living in the house where strangers shot his father down. Michael was an easygoing construction worker with a quick wit and a generous personality.
"All you had to do was say you needed something and Michael was scouting around to find it," recalled his aunt, Katherine Hargon Alexander, the lone survivor from her generation of Hargons or the next.
Michael, 27, and his wife Rebecca, a physical therapist's assistant, doted on their son.
"Rebecca was like an angel sent from heaven," Alexander said of the petite 29-year-old. "She was always loving. Always willing to help."
The vibrant couple had much vested in their son, named for his great-grandfather.
"James Patrick was to carry on the family legacy," Michael's mother, Diane Hargon, would later write.
Earnest Lee Hargon, a trucker often described as a modern day cowboy, was adopted into the family when as a young child his mother married a Hargon. Earnest Lee began to unravel in his early 40s with an addiction to crystal methamphetamine, which he began using to stay awake during his long trips hauling cattle.
In January 2004, his adoptive father wrote Earnest Lee out of his will and died soon after, leaving a 50-acre cattle farm in Madison County to Michael instead.
Earnest Lee, simmering over the will weeks after the fact, arrived before daylight that cold Saturday morning in a 1974 Corvette and banged on the door of his cousin's home.
Michael Hargon slipped on his boots and answered the door. They fought. Michael apparently tried to get to his truck where he kept a gun. Some of his teeth were found near the open door of the vehicle. Earnest Lee shot him in the head with a .22-caliber pistol.
His own blood pumping quickly, Earnest Lee stalked through the house. He shot Rebecca in the arm, beat her and choked her but didn't kill her, not right away. Then he choked the child into unconsciousness too.
He threw Michael's body across the Corvette's seats, torso on the passenger side, then heaved Rebecca atop her husband's corpse and stuffed their son in on top of her. Then Earnest Lee got behind the wheel, with his dead cousin's feet against his back, and drove nearly 100 miles south to his Taylorsville farm, ditching the pistol along the way.
Rebecca and the child were still alive when he arrived. This time he strangled the life out of them.
Earnest Lee told police how he cinched a leather strap around the boy's neck and walked away, and how Rebecca died with the child in her arms.
"The baby didn't even cry," he said.
He piled the bodies into a truck and hauled them down a rural road to an isolated field. He buried the family together in a shallow grave and covered it with several pieces of rusted tin.
That night, Earnest Lee took his wife, a veterinarian named Lisa Ainsworth, to a Mexican restaurant for Valentine's dinner. He told her what he'd done: "I got them, all three."
She told police, eventually. More than two weeks after the family disappeared and authorities undertook a massive search, Earnest Lee confessed to authorities and drew a cryptic map to the bodies.
Michael's mother, Diane, was battling colon cancer at the time and had pleaded for the family's safe return. Her hopes dashed, despair became hatred.
"He may have the name of Hargon," she said of the killer, "but no Hargon blood runs through his veins."
In November 2005, 20 months after the killings, Diane Hargon declined an interview with The Associated Press, saying cancer treatments were taking a toll and she needed to save her strength for Earnest Lee's trial.
She died a month too soon.
"God has a weird way of working sometimes," Michael's sister, Jennifer Hargon McBride, said after the trial, lamenting that her mother did not see justice. "But we're strong enough to get through it."
Six months later she was gone too, dead at 26 of an accidental overdose of sleeping medication. She left three children.
Like the other Hargons, Earnest Lee got less time than he expected. Most condemned killers in Mississippi spend 20 years or more on death row waiting to die, but not him. A little more than a year after Jennifer Hargon died, a gang member broke out of his cell at the Mississippi State Penitentiary at Parchman and stabbed Earnest Lee 30 times with a homemade knife.
"I thought, pretty much, Earnest Lee got what he deserved and the type of death he had was appropriate for the pain he inflicted," said Powell, the district attorney. "I'm not encouraging anybody to do that, but I'm not sad that it happened."
Today, Michael and Rebecca Hargon's home sits empty, surrounded by barbed wire to keep out the vandals and gawkers. On a recent afternoon, the place was eerily still. A large hawk swooped down into the dead grass behind the house, the leaves of a few cedar trees the only green in the dull winter landscape.
"It is a like a giant cemetery monument to them," Diana Hargon once wrote of the site.
Just down the narrow road, Katherine Hargon Alexander can stand on her front porch, look through the pecan trees and across a field and see the home in the distance.
Somehow, it comforts her. This land has been in her family for generations.
"Sometimes I tear up and I have to stop and think, 'Who I am tearing up about?'" she said. "We've lost so many."
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VAUGHAN, Miss. (AP) -- Truth is, most of Earnest Lee Hargon's people had been wiped out by the time he went to death row, and those who knew the family weren't sorry to see him go.
He got there by killing his cousin, the cousin's wife and their 4-year-old boy - the one who was supposed to carry on the Hargon name - over getting cut out of a will. He told his wife about it over Valentine's dinner five years ago, hours after the murders.
"I got them, all three," he said.
If the Bible didn't trump superstition around here, some people might call the Hargons cursed. The patriarch, his wife, the young family, the grieving sister, the jealous, murderous cousin - the better part of three generations gone, most of them before their time. Even Earnest Lee died before he was supposed to, stabbed in a prison fight before the state could put him down.
"Maybe pride was our sin that caused this to happen," matriarch Diane Hargon once wrote, looking for the why behind all that befell her family. "We were so proud to be Hargons. This family did anything and everything for friends, family or even strangers in need."
The Hargons were the heart of Vaughan, a community about 40 miles north of Jackson where meandering, tree-lined roads divide sprawling farms. It's best known as the spot where railroad folk hero Casey Jones was killed in a crash in 1900. Everyone knows their neighbors here, and social activities revolve around churches, front porches and pitchers of sweet tea.
And everyone still talks about what happened to the Hargons.
"Everything just lined up the wrong way against this family," said James Powell III, the district attorney who prosecuted the case.
The Hargons' hub was Fowler Road Grocery, the one-story brick building they used as a convenience store for years until 1994, when the killing started.
The robbers arrived on a Friday, when they knew the store would have money on hand to cash checks. One waited in the car while two others went inside. Haywood Hargon (pronounced HAR-gihn), the proprietor and father, was shot and killed before a customer interrupted the robbery. The thieves made off with $114.
The store closed and the Hargons turned the building into a home. Haywood's son Michael eventually moved in with his wife and their boy, undeterred by living in the house where strangers shot his father down. Michael was an easygoing construction worker with a quick wit and a generous personality.
"All you had to do was say you needed something and Michael was scouting around to find it," recalled his aunt, Katherine Hargon Alexander, the lone survivor from her generation of Hargons or the next.
Michael, 27, and his wife Rebecca, a physical therapist's assistant, doted on their son.
"Rebecca was like an angel sent from heaven," Alexander said of the petite 29-year-old. "She was always loving. Always willing to help."
The vibrant couple had much vested in their son, named for his great-grandfather.
"James Patrick was to carry on the family legacy," Michael's mother, Diane Hargon, would later write.
Earnest Lee Hargon, a trucker often described as a modern day cowboy, was adopted into the family when as a young child his mother married a Hargon. Earnest Lee began to unravel in his early 40s with an addiction to crystal methamphetamine, which he began using to stay awake during his long trips hauling cattle.
In January 2004, his adoptive father wrote Earnest Lee out of his will and died soon after, leaving a 50-acre cattle farm in Madison County to Michael instead.
Earnest Lee, simmering over the will weeks after the fact, arrived before daylight that cold Saturday morning in a 1974 Corvette and banged on the door of his cousin's home.
Michael Hargon slipped on his boots and answered the door. They fought. Michael apparently tried to get to his truck where he kept a gun. Some of his teeth were found near the open door of the vehicle. Earnest Lee shot him in the head with a .22-caliber pistol.
His own blood pumping quickly, Earnest Lee stalked through the house. He shot Rebecca in the arm, beat her and choked her but didn't kill her, not right away. Then he choked the child into unconsciousness too.
He threw Michael's body across the Corvette's seats, torso on the passenger side, then heaved Rebecca atop her husband's corpse and stuffed their son in on top of her. Then Earnest Lee got behind the wheel, with his dead cousin's feet against his back, and drove nearly 100 miles south to his Taylorsville farm, ditching the pistol along the way.
Rebecca and the child were still alive when he arrived. This time he strangled the life out of them.
Earnest Lee told police how he cinched a leather strap around the boy's neck and walked away, and how Rebecca died with the child in her arms.
"The baby didn't even cry," he said.
He piled the bodies into a truck and hauled them down a rural road to an isolated field. He buried the family together in a shallow grave and covered it with several pieces of rusted tin.
That night, Earnest Lee took his wife, a veterinarian named Lisa Ainsworth, to a Mexican restaurant for Valentine's dinner. He told her what he'd done: "I got them, all three."
She told police, eventually. More than two weeks after the family disappeared and authorities undertook a massive search, Earnest Lee confessed to authorities and drew a cryptic map to the bodies.
Michael's mother, Diane, was battling colon cancer at the time and had pleaded for the family's safe return. Her hopes dashed, despair became hatred.
"He may have the name of Hargon," she said of the killer, "but no Hargon blood runs through his veins."
In November 2005, 20 months after the killings, Diane Hargon declined an interview with The Associated Press, saying cancer treatments were taking a toll and she needed to save her strength for Earnest Lee's trial.
She died a month too soon.
"God has a weird way of working sometimes," Michael's sister, Jennifer Hargon McBride, said after the trial, lamenting that her mother did not see justice. "But we're strong enough to get through it."
Six months later she was gone too, dead at 26 of an accidental overdose of sleeping medication. She left three children.
Like the other Hargons, Earnest Lee got less time than he expected. Most condemned killers in Mississippi spend 20 years or more on death row waiting to die, but not him. A little more than a year after Jennifer Hargon died, a gang member broke out of his cell at the Mississippi State Penitentiary at Parchman and stabbed Earnest Lee 30 times with a homemade knife.
"I thought, pretty much, Earnest Lee got what he deserved and the type of death he had was appropriate for the pain he inflicted," said Powell, the district attorney. "I'm not encouraging anybody to do that, but I'm not sad that it happened."
Today, Michael and Rebecca Hargon's home sits empty, surrounded by barbed wire to keep out the vandals and gawkers. On a recent afternoon, the place was eerily still. A large hawk swooped down into the dead grass behind the house, the leaves of a few cedar trees the only green in the dull winter landscape.
"It is a like a giant cemetery monument to them," Diana Hargon once wrote of the site.
Just down the narrow road, Katherine Hargon Alexander can stand on her front porch, look through the pecan trees and across a field and see the home in the distance.
Somehow, it comforts her. This land has been in her family for generations.
"Sometimes I tear up and I have to stop and think, 'Who I am tearing up about?'" she said. "We've lost so many."
Thursday, February 05, 2009
You go Girl!
Boy, gotta hand it to Etta James. She told old Beyonce to stick it and that she wanted to kick her ass. I believe she could. Old Etta has been through a lot in her 71 years and she could teach old Beyonce a thing or two or three. She also said Obambi wasn't her President. I love it. He's not mine either. Plus she called him "Big Ears!". The leftist tools are all po'd. I love it.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Saturday, November 01, 2008
I'm selfish and I'm voting for McCain
I am selfish according to Barrackus Obmacus because I'm tired of paying for those losers who sit around on their mac and cheese asses, those who bought more home than they could afford, those who have baby after baby after baby to get welfare, I could go on but generally the lower rung scum of society.
I'm not voting for the messiah like all the hypnotized losers. He's not my messiah
I'm not voting for the messiah like all the hypnotized losers. He's not my messiah
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Just a typical white person, clinging to her guns and religion
You know I am sick to death of these elitists like Susan Eisenhower dissing Sarah Palin. She's an absolute blue blood who disdains those of us who are not like her. Ike may have been from a "farm" before he went to West Point but old Mamie came from $$$$ as well. Ms. Eisenhower probably looks down her nose at any service member who didn't attend West Point and doesn't have a trust fund.
But then again, I am just a typical white person, clinging to my guns and religion with antipathy towards those who don't look like me according to The One.
But then again, I am just a typical white person, clinging to my guns and religion with antipathy towards those who don't look like me according to The One.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Just two more weeks
So here we are with a little over two weeks until the election. I am so fearful of what will become of this country under an obama presidency. The left on the daily kook site is hoping we're all going to commit suicide or something. I despise those people but I don't hope they all commit suicide although it wouldn't be a bad thing. I've never seen such a group of hateful people. Well, Hell awaits them.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Yes, we've forgotten
Here we are 7 years after 9/11 and for many in this country Bush is the anti-christ, the military are his lieutenants and Republicans are his goons. This country is headed down the toliet pretty quickly and I am really fearful for the first time in my life that this is going to become a place no one will recognize very shortly.
Friday, October 17, 2008
How did we get here?
Today I was informed that our 22K MasterCard is maxed out. How did this happen? Oh, that's right someone was putting money in the stock market instead of paying off the bills and then the stock market crashed and now we have nothing. I guess I just forgot.
It's going to be a lot worse before it 's better I am afraid. I am soooooooooo mad. His stupidity is affecting the whole family.
It's going to be a lot worse before it 's better I am afraid. I am soooooooooo mad. His stupidity is affecting the whole family.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Revisiting the posts of two years ago
Two years ago I commented that 6 years previous my Aunt Sissie and Mark were at the wedding and now were gone. 8 years later Uncle Jack and Aunt Lou are also gone and I am afraid very soon so will Aunt Ginny. We have been lucky in many ways but this has been a year where there have been some deaths in my immediate family.
So, it's been two years
Today, it's been two years since Mark was KIA. It's one of those days where there was another "event". The earthquake on the Big Island happend at about the same time he was killed, oddly enough. I was on the phone with my parents on a Sunday morning when it happend. Granted we didn't get any damage, in fact the door that wouldn't close suddenly did, but it was scary and we were without power for about 15 hours. Also tonight I watched something on HBO on Section 60 of Arlington where Mark is.
I know he's in a better place but I will never forget that sad letter his father wrote to him a year ago. I said a prayer for him and his family this evening. I hope that they can find peace and that he is at peace as well in the arms of God.
I know he's in a better place but I will never forget that sad letter his father wrote to him a year ago. I said a prayer for him and his family this evening. I hope that they can find peace and that he is at peace as well in the arms of God.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
When will it end??
I am so sick and tired of Barack and Michelle Obama. They are two of the most narcissitic people I've seen in a long time. What a bitch she is. He, well socialist about describes it.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
So we have to bail out losers too?
Well, I am about to make a phone call to my senators and the White House. I am fed up with having to pick up the tab of the irresponsible be they on welfare, medicaid or people who bought a big home and now they can't afford it. Losers all. I have no pity for them. I think I will be cutting back on charitable giving to those who are losers on welfare, medicaid and have to be bailed out of their mortgage. I support them with my taxes, that's enough.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Why must we bail out losers who are in foreclosure?
What the hell is wrong with this damn government? Why do the "grownups" have to bail out the "piggy kids" who are in foreclosure. I think very soon there is going to be some riots because I am sick and tired of these welfare hacks, these losers who are in foreclosure and having to clean up their mess.
Monday, September 22, 2008
If Tim Robbins died, I'd laugh
So, we got that creep Tim Robbins out there doing another "anti-war" film. It's disgusting that these clowns are allowed to even play people in the military. I can 't stand seeing his ugly ass mug in "Top Gun" either. What a pig, and his skank ho-those two-ick. They tell us that we're the "haters". I'm sure this flick will flop just like every other anti-war film has.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
So, who cares part ?
Well this morning there was a Faux news alert about some clown that used to be engaged to Nicole Richie and another clown who used to be a drummer for Blink 182 being in an accident in a lear jet on their way to Van Nuys, CA. These clowns constantly yap about the "environment" and how awful everything in this country is. Wow, and these fools were in a lear jet. Stupendously stupid.
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