Category: Auto-biographical
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Moggy’s Tunaboat Helicopter Manual Ch.5-4 “Packing your Bags “
Moggy’s Tunaboat Helicopter Manual Ch.5-4 2/2/2015 “Packing your bags for the Tuna Fields” A cheerful morning ramble to include some simple thoughts on “Packing your bags for the Tuna Fields” 1) Moggy’s Muddlings 2) Human Relations 3) Mindset, and middle digits 4) “instant walls” 1) Moggy’s Muddlings It’s a quiet early morning here on the…
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Angus – we all love you so much (2)
Angus, we all love you so much (2) 11/19/14 I finally, after two days, slept a few hours. I woke up with a start, his wondering face in front of me. Not looking at me. I cried again. With the ferocious, wounded animal intensity, that pitiful howling, that knows no limits to grief. I am…
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Interfaith Tolerance
Interfaith Tolerance The Muslims are to hold a ceremony in the Washington National Cathedral, and for some reason, people are all upset about it. But why? Here is the article.
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Some CNN presenters need a damn good smacking
Some CNN Presenters need a damn good smacking What IS IT with these dopey presenters? Look at that smarmy (sad shake of the head) pre-judging of the video you are about to see. Isn’t it awful? Those BAD, BAD cops. Those poor people. Dear, dear. That should be a law suit, eh? A Hunnered thousand?…
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Of Hermits and Authenticity, the Way of Life, and the Unconscious
A recurring theme of China’s hermit tradition is that it doesn’t represent a renunciation of society so much as a renunciation of greed. As a rule, hermits sought to reform society by first reforming themselves… From: “Road to Heaven ” by Bill Porter, p.198 Of Hermits and Authenticity, the Way of Life, and the Unconscious…
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Slea Head Dreams
note: Slea Head is a wild, rocky cliff off the South West coast of Ireland. (see ‘The Little Bird off Slea Head‘) Slea Head Dreams Backing far out into space Gazing down upon this place What farewell thoughts ply your mind As you contemplate Mankind? Did you wander soft and true Around our fragile white-and-blue?…
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A Blip on the Radar (42B) “The Peacemaker who tried – Part 2 “
A Blip on the Radar (42B) Part 2: The Peacemaker who tried Our net boat bumped against the hull of the purse seiner, and a sailor, alerted by the noise of our arrival, poked his head over the side. He recognized me. I had worked a three month vacation spell there, covering for the resident…
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A Blip on the Radar (42A) “The Peacemaker who tried – Part 1 “
THE PEACEMAKER WHO TRIED – Part 1 Part 1: Three Little Words I don’t like fighting. It seems such a primitive, savage, somewhat crude pastime. Whether it be physical, emotional, psychological or the result of business competitiveness taken to the extremes of what Testosterone charged males are capable of, I find it unsatisfying. Politics increasingly…
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A Blip on the Radar (41) “Dropping a Missile “
“I always do a good pre-flight. Always. Yep. I’m good…” A Blip on the Radar Part 41: Dropping a Missile I soloed some forty four years ago. If there is one thing I (might) have learned by now, it’s that we always seem to do stupid sheeee stuff. No matter how hard we try, no…
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A Blip on the Radar (40) “The Duel “
A Blip on the Radar Part 40: The Duel Of all the duels I have fought, including a strange, oddball jousting session with another helicopter, and sundry other Testosterone indulgence events, the one that comes to mind tonight is one I lost. My opponent, more resourceful than I, although knocked backed against the ropes, recovered…