Some vaccinated matter more than others?

If the vaccine mandate really meant something…..In other words, if being vaccinated really mattered for public health, then Joe Biden’s office would not have exempted the nearly half-Million Postal workers from his mandate.

If I were a business which had over 100 workers, I’d ignore the mandate simply because of this fact. (forget the fact that, OSHA really doesn’t have the power to “set emergency temporary standards that take effect immediately” until Congress changes things….)

One could also point out that this arbitrary number of “100 employees” forcing a mandate for vaccines shows exactly how stupid this all is…if the vaccine really mattered, then we would not exempt anyone at all, much less small business (nearly 30% of all employed people) employees…. and especially not a single block of a half million Postal Workers….Are we to believe that Postal Workers are somehow less likely to become infected or pass the disease?  .

If vaccination REALLY mattered, Congress and the President would make vaccination a requirement for Federal aid, welfare, and unemployment. If they wanted to get the Poor vaccinated, they’d make it a requirement for continued Obama-phones…

Certainly they would not exempt people based on politics or size of your employer’s payroll.

Like most things Covid, once politics get involved, we see the fact that is is not a real crisis, but instead a political and control issue. Note that, like most mandates, Congress (and this time Federal Juges and their staff) are also not included in this Presidential Mandate.

The part of me that likes tinfoil beanies wonders what, exactly, is the the reason for the Covid jab mandate….It certainly isn’t public health.

25 new ones

So I spent the day of 9-11-2021 with some other volunteers teaching a Hunter Safety course.

25 bright young minds learning safe and ethical hunting practices and methods.

I think educating the next generation is worth the time. and It as better than listening to the news media bloviate their carefully massaged and tailored message about the 9-11 attacks 20 years ago.

I still haven’t forgotten (posted a day early so you can think about it over the weekend)

20 years on…..And I haven’t forgotten.

Have you?

I remember…. every day…..That thousands of my countrymen were killed, not for what they had done, but for who they were….For the fact that they were American Citizens. That they were not followers of Mohammed, but simply because some bunch of assholes disliked them for their country that they were citizens of, or worked in, or simply because they were not the right kind of muslim….Simply because, by birth or adoption or simply where they worked, they were “Americans” and therefore the enemy. Not soldiers, but simply targets in the eyes of those who perpetrated and supported this crime. I realize (and remember) that, while many Muslims are peaceful and decent and make good citizens and neighbors, many others aren’t. I remember that on this day, Sept 11th, 20 years ago today, people who hate the US because of our culture, because of who we are, because of our freedoms, because of our religions….on this day, 20 years ago, nineteen radical individuals, aided and abetted and financed and encouraged along their way by rich people in other countries like Saudi and Oman, executed a years-long plan to kill citizens of the United States and strike terror and fear in our hearts simply because of who we are, because our beliefs are different than theirs ..because they wish to remain primitive and live like their ancestors did in the 7th century….and we don’t……I remember many muslims in other countries dancing in the streets because some other Muslims had struck a blow against the “Great Satan”….celebrating the deaths of my countrymen simply because we were different than them….because we thought differently, had different religious beliefs, because we had different morals than them.

I remember, and still do, that those in our legislature who opposed the President fought him at every turn, and both his party and the opposition party used this tragedy, this attack, the deaths of my fellow citizens in the days and weeks following the attack to increase their power and reduce my and my fellow citizens freedoms in the name of Security. I remember the failures of our watchdogs, the Intelligence community, to protect our country from these individuals who did the attacks and those who supported them, even though the data was there….That they failed utterly to see the threat or do anything about it, and that 3000 or more people died because they simply weren’t bothering to look for threats.

I remember the reports, as everyone thought the first plane was simply an accident, a terrible tragedy. Then we found out differently. It wasn’t an accident.

I remember the horror in my mind as I watched the second plane strike the tower. I remember knowing then that the world I once knew was going to be different from that point…. I was right.

I remember the reports of the third plane hitting the Pentagon,

I remember the joy in my heart, the pride, as well as the horror, as the reports came of the fourth flight failing to reach it’s intended target as the passengers found their strengths and their inner warrior and fought back. Knowing that the spirit, the strength, was not dead. That they chose to fight, and die on their feet…as wolves, rather than sheep.

But most of all, I remember that these people these “followers of Mohammed”, or at least a subset of them, felt that it was acceptable to come to my country as a guest, to learn to fly and then use a plane as a weapon to kill my countrymen, my fellow citizens. That these people, despite the aid and support and kindness we had given those people, helping them out of poverty, death, disease and despair…that my country and it’s citizens were hated and reviled by people of a religion and culture different than ours.

I remember, and I, at least, will NEVER forget.


In the days afterwards, as I learned more, I remembered the lessons my parents taught me, and struggled to remember to not hate, to not judge the actions of a people by the actions of individuals. It is a difficult struggle, even today, but I remember that lesson. . So I don’t hate Muslims, which may have been the aim of the 9-11 attackers, but I do remember that while I and my countrymen are expected to accommodate their beliefs, they will not accommodate to ours….That while we may be tolerant, they are not. That while we may not hate them for who and what they are, they indeed hate us for who and what we are. That while we may not wish to be enemies, they do. That while we may prefer to leave them alone to live as they wish, they will not leave us alone.

I remember that we, as a country, forgot that we have people who wish us harm, and that, while we may not wish to fight, to maintain vigilance, people who choose to be our enemies have not forgotten, and see our peacefulness as weakness, not strength. That we must remain ever vigilant, ever watchful, ever ready. That while we may not wish for War, others do. That it takes 2 to make peace, but only one to cause conflict.

I have not forgotten, and I never will.



Because Black Lives Matter…..

58  now updated to 65  people shot over the long weekend.

6 killed.

Few, if any of the victims or the witnesses are cooperating with police. It is, after all, the South Side of Chicago.

At least 8 of the shooting victims were kids

1 of the kids was 4 years old. He died.

But Black Lives Matter, don’t they?

And despite the narratives of last year…..Oddly enough, the cops didn’t kill any of ’em.

Flying to the medieval

So on Saturday, MC and I flew the 340A to meet Aaron in Pontiac, Michigan to attend the local RenFaire.

A good time was had by all. Aaron got his turkey leg (You should have seen the serving  kid’s face when I told him I only wanted Left legs….) and we had a great time. Food, shops, Lots of cutlery (of the pokey-stabby kind) and costumes, jewelry, etc. It was an awesome time with a friend that I have not seen too often lately.

The RenFaire was HUGE, larger in area than Bristol, Wisconsin (which MC and I have attended in the past) and, while not as well organized, was attended by a great many more people. I love people watching and so had a good time….Plus food. Plus music. Too soon we had to head home.

We flew to PTK from NW Indiana, departing IFR… first cleared to 3000 feet, then cleared to 11,000 feet and final cruise of 17,000 feet. Total time was 1 hour 4 minutes, then a visual approach to the newly paved and painted 27L runway at PTK. The view was beautiful on the way to PTK. Here is the view just as we began our descent into PTK.


(As you can see at the end of the video clip, we were really “haulin’ the mail”)


After the RenFaire (we left a bit early due to deteriorating conditions in Indiana and I didn’t want to do an IFR approach at night in the 340 just yet)), we were delivered back to the airport by Aaron and departed on an IFR flight plan back home. First cleared to 3000, then 11,000 then our cruise altitude of 14,000. The headwinds were brutal, at 32 knots (14,000 was the least bad of the altitude choices)) .

One nice thing about flying the 340A is that there is less traffic in the mid and upper teens, so one gets clearance via the route one files for, at least most of the time. Higher than the “Bug Smashers” (Hey, I used to fly one of those!) and lower than the big jets and the airlines…so less traffic for ATC to deal with at your altitude.

We were IFR shortly after leaving PTK before reaching our initial assigned altitude of 3k, then all the way home we were in the soup (this means in the clouds with no visual reference for up/down or left/right….only instruments… easy to get disoriented).  I blew the approach on the first try and went missed and had to be vectored back for my second, successful, approach….. we broke out at 1300 feet (Minimums are a little above 1000 feet) and I made a nearly perfect landing.

All in all, a good day, time with friends, flying, learning more about the plane and a challenging flight home.

I’d like to thank Aaron for his hospitality and just being a good guy.


Have you noticed?

In my AO, the number of Biden-Harris bumper stickers and yard signs and such have suddenly declined….greatly…and rapidly.

Like there are nearly zero to be found.

And this is a “purple” county…..

It’s almost as if folks are suddenly ashamed of admitting that they voted for the senile, groping imbecile.

I guess all those “Mean Tweets” pale in comparison to incompetence.



The Media is now warning us that the threat of Flu is a big one, when added to the threat of Covid..

30-50 THOUSAND deaths from flu is the normal yearly number…..400,000 hospitalizations.

This “double Whammy” could cause havoc in the coming months, as far as the Health Care System is concerned.

Yet last year, 2020, there were essentially zero reported Flu deaths.

Odd, that.