That RealTree Hardwoods camouflage pattern bra and panties set may feel good and look really snazzy under other circumstances, but wearing it under a semi-opaque white dress to the office just doesn’t look right.
All posts for the month December, 2010
Thought for the Day
Posted by daddybear71 on December 15, 2010
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Blessed be the Peacekeepers
This morning, Richard Holbrooke died. Throughout his career, he indirectly touched my life in a number of ways.
He served in Vietnam during the time when my father fought there. As a child, the lives of my Air Force friends were impacted by his work in the State Department. When I was serving in Germany, he was the American ambassador. His work with NATO and the rest of Europe on the Bosnian War led directly to me learning Serb (sort of anyway), and his efforts to bring about the Dayton Peace Accords sent me to Bosnia.
Throughout his later career, he has worked for humanitarian causes to either draw the international community together or to make life better for the poor people of the world. His politics and mine probably didn’t sync up much at all, and he was no saint. But I believe that he worked for the betterment of humanity his entire life. His work to end the Balkan War alone should be enough for him to be remembered, but his accomplishments in Europe, Asia, Africa, and the Mid-East will have positive ramifications for years.
Rest In Peace, Ambassador.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God – Matthew 5:9
Posted by daddybear71 on December 14, 2010
https://daddybearsden.com/2010/12/14/blessed-be-the-peacekeepers/
Thought for the Day
The sensation of having a static discharge from a cat travel through your iPhone, through the earbuds, and into your auditory canal is one which will wake you up instantly.
– Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
Posted by daddybear71 on December 13, 2010
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Musings on Winter
It’s snowing outside again. We got about 1/4 of an inch of rain/ice last night, and now there’s about 1/4 to 1/2 of an inch of snow on top of that. I can’t complain though. My relatives in North Dakota and Minnesota are reporting 20+ inches of blowing snow, and wind chills hovering around 0 Fahrenheit. Winter has really begun at last.
I’ve always loved winter. When I was in North Dakota or Minnesota, winter was the best time of year. If you went outside, you could entertain yourself for hours with just a small shovel to dig a snow cave or a cardboard box to make a toboggan out of. The equipment heavy summer sports of baseball and fishing pale next to this simplicity. If you and a bunch of friends got bored with this, we could climb to the top of the 3 story piles of snow from the roads and play King-of-the-Hill for hours. We’d come in soaked from snow melted into our mittens and snowmobile suits and sit in front of the TV wrapped in quilts to warm up. Some of my favorite memories of childhood are of laying in a sunbeam on that avocado green shag rug during a sunny winter day.
I would sometimes dig a small depression in a snow bank, and then crawl in for a good sit. With my head just below the crust of ice on the snow, all noise would be gone, and the world would be silent, if only for the few minutes it took my brothers and sisters to find me and jump in the hole on top of me. Living with four loud siblings made these stolen moments of silence and solitude golden.
When I went to Russia, the summer and fall were pretty, but the pollution and just plain trash that littered the countryside made what was once beautiful forest and farmland a smelly mess. After the first few snows and a good freeze, once you got past the road itself, everything was white and clean. Even the soot covered monuments to communism in Saint Petersburg and Moscow had a whitewash of ice and snow for a few months.
Winter in Arizona was amazingly beautiful. It would get down below freezing for a few weeks in December and January, and we would get a few snow storms down in the valley every so often. Our post sat in the foothills of the Huachuca’s, and there would almost always be snow on the mountains after October. Those with four wheel drive could go up high enough to sled, and our children who had grown up in warm climates found the experience alien until they saw the joy on the faces of their parents after the first run down a hill.
Here in Kentucky, it gets chilly around Thanksgiving. We usually get a cold snap for a few days in December, and we may even have a white Christmas on occasion. January and February turn cold and gray, and Irish Woman starts to turn inward in an attempt to withstand the lack of solar stimulation. This is the time of year when our cooking begins with “Take a stick of butter and half a pound of bacon”. Comfort foods seem to bridge the sunlight gap that many here experience once the Winter Solstice swings around.
Winter to me will always mean clean, unbroken snow stretching out as far as the horizon on the prairie. It will mean listening to a blizzard whine across the front of our house in Minot, or the feeling of my tears freezing as I sit in the front of an iceboat on the lake. It means hot cups of cocoa and peanut butter toast after sledding. It means standing at the bus stop with Girlie Bear listening to heavy Kentucky snow hiss as it hits the ground and grinds against what has already fallen. These memories are what gets me through the heat and mugginess of summer. No season brings me alive like winter.
Posted by daddybear71 on December 12, 2010
https://daddybearsden.com/2010/12/12/musings-on-winter/
Utterly Amazing
H/T to FarmDad on this one:
An 86 year old cancer patient decided he wanted to hunt, and he was able to take a deer from the comfort of his chair:
It wasn’t long before a huge 8-point buck emerged from the woods, the biggest that Mr. Warner or his son had ever had the opportunity to take. They marveled at their good fortune. A hunter can go days without seeing a buck.
“Well, shoot it,” Mr. Warner told Brian.
“No, you’re gonna shoot it,” his son replied.
Mr. Warner stood up from the recliner and took aim. The buck bolted. He followed it for 80 or 90 yards. Then, as it slowed down, he pulled the trigger.
A perfect shot.
This determined man, along with a loving family, was able to bring something he enjoyed all his life to the way he ended it.
My only hope is that when my time comes that I will be able to spend it surrounded by my family and doing something that means as much to me as the yearly deer hunt means to this man.
Posted by daddybear71 on December 12, 2010
https://daddybearsden.com/2010/12/12/utterly-amazing/
Speaking of Intel
Brigid over at Home On The Range gives some hints to women on the aspects of men that they may not understand.
My favorite:
So when you just surprise your mate with “honey would you go to the store and get eggs and milk” and he’s sent into battle with no time for preparation, bombarded by countless displays that make no ergonomic sense and people shoving food and products at him “want to try the new Kiwi/Persimmon Pop Tart, now with antioxidants” he just wants to escape and as quickly as possible. Which is why he comes home with a case of beer, a bottle of olives and a birch tree.
Go have a read.
Posted by daddybear71 on December 11, 2010
https://daddybearsden.com/2010/12/11/speaking-of-intel/
Today’s Christmas Earworm
Yes, it’s a bunch of rich British singers exhorting the rest of us to give to charity, but it’s still a good message. Enjoy.
Posted by daddybear71 on December 10, 2010
https://daddybearsden.com/2010/12/10/todays-christmas-earworm-2/
On Wikileaks
Warning: This is a long one. I may ramble on a bit. You have been warned.
The other night a fellow GBC‘er, Attila, asked some very pointed questions about Wikileaks that helped me verbalize my gut feelings on the subject.
For those who’ve been under a rock for the past year or so, Wikileaks is a website and organization that takes documents that are normally kept under a cover of secrecy and places them out for all the world to see. They have been criticized for releasing information that puts American soldiers and human intelligence sources (read people who give us information) into danger.
Some have asserted that a lot of data is classified to cover up crimes. While this does happen, it’s illegal and unethical to do so. Basically, information is classified for two basic reasons:
- Operational plans and information – Data that shows what U.S. and Allied forces are going to do, have done, or are doing. This can also mean data that can be used to find the strong and weak points in our technology, our people, or our procedures. For example, the plan for a unit in Afghanistan’s activities is classified, as are a lot of the capabilities of our radios, weapons, and vehicles.
- Intelligence data, sources and methods – Information that we know about our worldwide adversaries, or data that can be used to figure out how our intelligence staffs find out what they know, or the methods they use to find and interpret information.
Wikileaks has let a few cats out of the bag on operational data, but their information was mostly older military information, which is less damaging and dangerous than publishing the plans for on-going or future operations. Apparently they have published the worldwide location of high-value targets such as communications and logistics hubs that the U.S. government compiled a few years ago, which to me needs to be kept under covers. That kind of information is a shopping list for those who want to do us harm.
The more damaging information that I’ve seen in the news is that which deals with intelligence sources. This information is kept secret so that these sources continue to produce. The method an adversary would close to eliminate a source varies with the source. If it’s a signals or imagery intelligence source, then the enemy can just change the way that information is kept hidden from us, such as putting up better aerial camouflage or using encryption. If it’s a human intelligence source, the most likely method is the application of a few grams of lead and brass to the brain stem of the source and his immediate family. That’s right, children. When Wikileaks gives away the identify of a human source, even if they redact the actual name, they are probably sentencing several people to death.
Some of you may remember the name Aldrich Ames. Ames was a counter-intelligence agent in the CIA. He became an agent of the Soviet Union, and betrayed several people who were providing our side with information. At least 10 of these people were executed. Wikileaks does the same thing when it describes an intelligence source closely enough that that source can be identified and eliminated.
Some have asserted that Wikileaks is nothing more than a journalistic organization that is passing along inside information to shed light on underhanded government dealings. I can sort of see where that point comes from. The press is a part of a functioning democracy that points out when the government is doing wrong and is using classification of data to cover it up. But very little of what Wikileaks has released shows malfeasance, and in my honest opinion, none of what I see should have been released to the public.
But for the sake of the argument, let’s say that the individual who passed along the latest dump of information to Wikileaks thought that at least some of the information was classified only to cover up crimes and bad behavior. Such use of classification is prohibited and is an abuse of information control procedures, so our intrepid leaker takes copies of the information to the press, hoping that something will happen to fix the situation. My response to this is to ask why he did not go through the appropriate channels to report illegal or unethical activity? Was the Inspector General or the Criminal Investigations Division not interested? What about his Congressman? I’m sure that if an intelligence analyst calls his Congressman’s office and reports that he has evidence of a crime that has been illegally classified to cover up the crime and does not feel comfortable going through his chain of command that the congress critter would make time to look into what was being asserted.
In this instance, I believe that Manning took as big a bite as he could out of the classified information he could get to on the classified network, regardless of what it contained, and deposited it in Wikileak’s lap with no thought that he was doing something noble. This is the action of a poseur who wants cred, not a conscientious whistle blower who goes to the press in order to stop a cover-up. The Pentagon Papers may have been damaging to the U.S. war in Vietnam, but they did not lead directly to the death of U.S. troops and Vietnamese allies, and did show unethical activities by the Johnson administration. Deep Throat gave light to a situation that had no hope of coming out of the dark without his efforts. Manning was looking for a way to count coup on Internet chat boards.
Yes, the government really dropped the ball in allowing a low-level intelligence analyst to get access to as much information as Manning did. Some have questioned the usefulness of classifying information that three million people have access to. I’m hoping now that the cow is out of the barn that the government is doing what it can to make it harder for the rest of the herd to bolt. But that’s beside the point. When Manning signed for his clearance, he agreed to only access data that he had a need to know, and he promised to protect classified information of all stripes from exposure to non-cleared personnel. The data could all have been in one big, wide open directory and he should have still left the data he didn’t need to do his job alone and kept the data he used safe.
And if Wikileaks is a news outlet, then maybe they should be vetting their information before putting it out for the world to see. Is it newsworthy to out the ‘secret’ that diplomats make reports on what they observe when they meet with representatives of other countries. The location and identification of critical infrastructure facilities, along with the impact of their loss or degradation, is not something that should be shouted from the Internet roof tops. I’m not a journalist, but I would think that some journalistic ethics should kick in when you’re giving definitively identifying information about human intelligence sources to the New York Times.
So to summarize, Wikileaks and organizations like it do have a place in our society. If we look at them as part of the press, then their job is to give whistle blowers a place of last resort to report bad governmental behavior. But if all they do is produce volumes of documents meant solely to embarrass governments, then they lose that role and become a conduit for damaging information to be given to enemies.
As to what should happen to Julian Assange and the rest of Wikileaks, I leave that to the courts. They may be able to argue that they were acting as journalists and beat the rap, assuming that they will be indicted. But for those who feed them from inside the government without trying to follow other paths to justice first, I feel no remorse in saying that I hope they are punished severely and publicly. If the information that they leak is used to track down and murder people who are helping our war effort, then the leakers should be executed. At the least, they should be made to spend a large percentage of their lives looking at the sky through bars.
Posted by daddybear71 on December 10, 2010
https://daddybearsden.com/2010/12/10/on-wikileaks/
I did not know that
Massad Ayoob talks about his memories of the day that John Lennon was killed. He mentions how Lennon was a big supporter of the NYPD, and how the officers involved made sure that the investigation was done well and that protection was provided at no cost to Lennon’s family.
Color me surprised.
My mental image of John and Yoko was of anti-establishment drug addled hippies. Having heard how my mother the unrepentant hippie and some of her friends talked about the police, I just assumed that Lennon, one of her heroes, had the same attitude.
Turns out John Lennon cared more about the welfare of the police than the city government of New York did in some ways.
Two things occur to me in this:
- I made the mistake of assuming that because someone in the 1960’s/1970’s leaned to the left they would be automatically anti-police. I’m sure there were a lot of people on the political left during that time who recognized the need for police and supported them. It just didn’t occur to me until now. I need to remember that politics does not absolutely rule attitudes towards other areas of life.
- The current political left leaning glitterati, as an aggregate, seems to be more hostile to the police and other sheepdogs than Lennon appears to have been. Can you imagine Sean Penn paying for body armor for patrol officers in Los Angeles? I certainly never expect to see Drew Barrymore holding a benefit for the local FOP Widows and Orphans fund. Our current crop of neo-hippies need to learn from their forebears and show some respect and compassion towards those who protect them from things that go bump in the night.
I was 9 years old when John Lennon died, but his music has been an influence on me for my entire life. Since it’s Christmas time, here’s your John Lennon earbug for today.
Posted by daddybear71 on December 8, 2010
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