This is such a disgrace to the military, their families, and the respect that every serviceman or servicewoman deserves and is entitled to if they are buried at Arlinton National Cemetery. These clowns are surely incompetent and scared right about now and they should be. Hopefully, the Pentagon or DOD Inspector General or US Army CID should be looking into this matter. It is no longer a "mis-management issue" it should be a criminal matter with false statements and destroyed documents. Only after people are interviewed under oath by federal investigators or before a grand jury do their memories become more clear...or not. They need to apply some pressure to get some leverage on these clowns and obtain the true story of what happened and why.

Happy Veterans Day!

Rio rocks and will really be rockin' come 2016. start saving some coin.

So the question begs to be asked, "Why take a knife to a gun fight?" or Why does a person feel like they need to take a firearm to a townhall forum or a public meeting? The answers are many: Because I can? Do I take it loaded or unloaded? Why not, everyone else is packin', right? Who can I impress, bully, or freak out? I need more attention today? The NRA is hiring and I need a job. Got my pic on the national news and in the USS "Person Of Interest" list. My gun's bigger than yours. I have no common sense, right? Etc...etc.

Well, as a wannbe "Afgan Warlord", longing to grow fields of poppies in the Afganistan mountain valleys, I too have my hand out for a gimme from Uncle Sugar. According to a retired DEA agent supervisor that I know, this has been going on for years and years. Reagan, Bush, Clinton, Bush II, yep, they all threw cash at the Taliban to "police" their own crops. Some areas got more policing than others, kinda like Mexico. Back then a million $$$ meant something. It meant that Uncle Sugar would hand off cash to the Chief Warlord and no cash receipt was needed. The contractors have just about ruined it for us wannbe "Afgan Warlords". Way too much paperwork, snitches, and IGs looking over every contractor's shoulder. Bribery and kickbacks, the way of the World. If you get caught doing it in the US, it's a crime, unless you live somewhere with no extradition treaty with the US. It's seen as a "low-key" economic crime by other nations, including Afganistan.

I got to go get my fields ready for spring planting...

Mark, what were you thinking? The planet is in peril and you want to throw $$$ into a SUV crossover/bendover? Who had you by the balls? Well, it is what it is as my Dad used to say. I just hope you don't stop recycling. I'll send you a copy of John Denver's Greatest Hits to listen to so you can pretend that you're in the Rockies while looking for a parking space downtown.

Happy New Year Mother Earth!

Now Granny Clampet was the true original "Home Cookin'" cook, NOT a chef, that many of us grew watching in the 90210/Beverly Hills' mansion kitchen. Granny Clampet could whip up a "Possum Stew" or "Possum Pie" in mere minutes and always had some good "Home Cookin'" simmerin'on the kitchen stove. I wish she was still alive to share her recipes with us. Fried squirrel and hard-boiled golf ball eggs gathered by Jethro were another delectable meal. I think now is the time for a "down home" less is more cooking program with several stew and soup recipes that can feed a family of four or more for just a few dollars.

Please pass the Possum Pie.

Tom, you could have done so much better on this piece. If people truly think about that time and place, the early 1970s, the FBI, Mr. Felt included, did nothing without the approval of Director Herbert Hoover. So, I suspect that Hoover approved of the criminal information being leaked because Nixon & Co. had pissed off Hoover. So, in retrospect, many years later, if that leak had not come to pass, chances are we would have had another crook in office as President (Vice-President Spiro Agnew), the former Governor of Maryland, who also got caught taking bribes and selling state positions, etc., ala Gov. Brodjobitcheee-boy.

So we should all tip out hats to Mr. Deep Throat and salute him for a job well done.

I have been standing up for pie since I was 4 years old. That's when my Momma turned me on to Lemon Meringue Pie that she made herself right there in the kitchen. Later, there was dew-berry pie from fresh dew-berries we hand-picked along the railroad right-of-ways in Central Texas. Momma's homemade apple pie was downright sinful, especially if you slapped it with a big scoop of homemade vanilla ice cream. My head is spining right now just thinking about it. Oh, she had some back-up pies, too, hand-picked peaches from Fredericksburg, TX, used in her peach pie recipe and an occasional strawberry pie with real whipped cream on top. If I was real good or it was a special celebration, like my birthday, Momma would whip up a Boston Cream Pie, which I know is sort of like a cake but she made it in a pie tin, so to all of us it was a pie. Then there was Coconut Cream Pie and Banana Cream Pie. The more cream the better. Okay, now I'm headed to the "House of Pies" to drown my sorrows. So to those fellow American Pie eaters out there, "Let them eat pie!"

Happy Festivus to all!

Yes, and we all are labeled and obected, inspected, and defected. Happy Festivus!

The Redneck from Texas