Muslim Abortions

X-ray of a baby still in mother's womb

This is truly sickening.
Of course it isn't making the news here in the US; not a whisper from the NY or LA Times, WashPo or the netjerks. I waded through a week's worth of World News in the LA Times and there were over a half dozen stories about the violence in Syria, but not a one about the following.

From the UK Daily Mail:

The unborn children of Syrian women are the targets of a sickening war game where a shooter who murders a foetus in its mother’s womb is awarded with cigarettes, a British surgeon has revealed.

Dr David Nott witnessed evidence of fighters using civilians as target practice and on several occasions shooting pregnant women in the stomach, killing their unborn babies.

[...]‘One day it would be shots to the groin. The next, it would only be the left chest. The day after, we would see no chest wounds; they were all neck [wounds].’

Dr Nott told the newspaper that in his 20 years volunteering in war zones, this is the first time he had witnessed pregnant women being targeted.

He described the day two consecutive patients arrived at his clinic, heavily pregnant with their babies shot to death in their stomachs.

‘The women were all shot through the uterus, so that must have been where they were aiming for. I can’t even begin to tell you how awful it was.

'Usually, civilians are caught in the crossfire. This is the first time I’ve ever seen anything like this. This was deliberate. It was hell beyond hell.’

The White House has issued several statements protesting the use of cigarettes as a reward for aborting unwanted, dangerous fetuses.

First, President Obama insists that Syrian rebels impose hunter gun safety courses and a mandatory thirty day waiting period before being issued a sniper rifle.

Second, the First Lady would much rather see fresh vegetables or subscriptions to a health club used as incentives for snipers. Cigarettes, of course, are extremely hazardous to the snipers' health.

What Happened To 77324?

Three Auswitz survivors, numbers 77322, 77323 and 77325.

H/T imgur

Crowder Does Detroit

For decades Detroit was the fourth largest city in America. Now it is number 18.
Detroit has lost over 1.1 million people since 1950.  It's population now is barely 700,000.

This is heartbreaking, but nothing that we do not already know.

Liberals hate prosperity that they do not dispense.

Liberals hate the happiness that comes from people who are free to take care of themselves.

If liberals did not hesitate to condemn the once fourth largest city in America to ruination, what do you think they will do to the entire nation?

Diversity Is My Middle Name

I stumbled across this listing and was so moved that I had to share it with you. Here is a sample of some actual diversity dates that corporations expect you to celebrate in joyous ooooh whatever.

January 14 is Makar Sankranti, a major harvest festival celebrated in various parts of India.
[This may be one of the festivals where you can throw your wife in a burning pyre. The gods will be pleased. ~ sig94]

January 20 is World Religion Day. This day is observed by those of the Baha’i faith to promote interfaith harmony and understanding.
[This is also know as "Peyote and Kumbaya" Day. ~ sig94]

February 11 is Losar, the Tibetan Buddhist New Year. Losar, which means “new year” in Tibetan, is considered the most important holiday in Tibet.
[Since their invasion of Tibet, it also means "loser" in Chinese~ sig94]

March 10 is Mahashivratri, a Hindu holiday that honors Shiva, one of the Hindu deities.
[Since no one knows for sure how many Hindu gods and goddesses there are, there probably ain't enough freaking days in a century to celebrate every one of them. Since they all don't get along they won't agree to one big massive bash and leave us alone the rest of the year. Let's face it, one has six or eight arms, one has four butts, another has a homicidal streak a mile wide - it ain't easy picking out party music. ~ sig94]

April is Celebrate Diversity Month, started in 2004 to recognize and honor the diversity surrounding us all. By celebrating differences and similarities during this month, organizers hope that people will get a deeper understanding of each other.
[This is also know as "We Get To Hire Another Useless Asshole In The HR Department" Month. ~ sig94]

May is Asian-American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month in the United States. The month of May was chosen to commemorate the immigration of the first Japanese to the United States on May 7, 1843, and to mark the anniversary of the completion of the transcontinental railroad on May 10, 1869. The majority of the workers who laid the tracks on the project were Chinese immigrants.
[This is not to be confused with "Hammer Those Little Yellow Bastards Into The Ground" Month which was chosen in January, 1942. ~ sig94]

August 9 is International Day of the World's Indigenous Peoples. The focus this year is "Indigenous peoples building alliances: Honoring treaties, agreements and other constructive arrangements."
[This day also is not to be confused with "Beaners Honoring Border Treaties By Staying The F**k Out of Arizona, California, New Mexico and Texas" Day. ~ sig94]

October is National Disability Employment Awareness Month. This observance was launched in 1945 when Congress declared the first week in October as "National Employ the Physically Handicapped Week." In 1998, the week was extended to a month and renamed. The annual event draws attention to employment barriers that still need to be addressed.
[This Awareness Day was changed into a month because it took so long for all those crippled sons of bitches to show up for work. ~ sig94]

November 20 is Transgender Day of Remembrance, established in 1998 to memorialize those who have been killed as a result of transphobia and raise awareness of the continued violence endured by the transgender community.
[This Day of Remembrance is sponsored by the National Society of Plastic Surgeons who offer half price penis removal surgery, this day only. ~ sig94]

December 26 – January 1 is Kwanzaa, an African-American holiday started by Maulana Karenga in 1966 to celebrate universal African-American heritage. It is observed by lighting candles to represent each of the holiday’s seven principles, libations, feasting, and gift giving.
[Kwanzaa is also observed by massive amounts of celebratory gunfire directed at the chests and heads of participating celebrants. This represents the goodwill that African-Americans display toward each other and it's da white peoples fault. ~ sig94]

Get Out Your Hanky

A teen who has been in foster homes all his life asks to be adopted; he believes God hasn't given up on him.

This is the adorable portrait of Davion Navar Henry Only taken when he was seven years old and looking for a family to adopt him. Eight years later, aged 15, Davion is still looking and still waiting.

The heartbreaking insight into a child's life in foster care emerged after Davion, who recently discovered his mother had died, went to a Florida church congregation last month and asked if someone would please adopt him.

The boy's moving plea has sparked an incredible reaction online with close to 300,000 people reading his story on MailOnline and his foster home being inundated with 300 calls from potential adoptive parents across America.

The interest in Davion's case began in September when he nervously stood before worshippers at St Mark's Missionary Baptist Church and said: 'My name is Davion and I've been in foster care since I was born... I know God hasn't given up on me. So I'm not giving up either.

So far over 300 inquiries to adopt him have been received.

Davion is now 15 years old.

Sadly, Davion's story of lifetime in foster care is far from unique in the U.S. There are currently 399,548 children in the system across America, many being cared for by devoted, temporary parents, and yet lacking in a definite place they can call home.

There are many older teenagers like Davion but fewer than 10 per cent of children adopted from foster care are between 14 and 17.

Davion himself knows how hard it is to find a family - indeed it was his idea to approach the St Petersburg church to find his own adoptive parents and take control of his future.

In three years time when he turns 18, he is aware that he will be on his own. Davion will turn 16 on February 12, 2014.

The average number of children who age out of the U.S. foster care system each year is 20,000.

Last month, Davion spoke quietly in front of the full pews at the Florida church wearing an over-sized, donated suit that had come from his latest foster home.

In my mind there is no better place to make a request like this than in a Christian church.

Through the saving blood of Jesus we are all adopted into the family of God.

Eph. 1:4-6

For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he predestined us for adoption to sonship through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will— to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves.

Viewer's Choice

Don't blame me. Kid wanted a picture of the eye lash mites that frolic and poop in your eyelashes ... at night ... while you sleep.

Just one hair follicle may contain as many as of these 25 eyelash mites, all snuggled comfortably together, pooping in your mascara.

An eye lash mite may live as long as two and a half weeks, with his friends and family pooping and fornicating ... in your eye ... while you sleep.

Nighty night!

So THAT'S How It Works

Researchers have exciting news on why we sleep and how necessary a good night's sleep is to our health.

Like a janitor sweeping the halls after the lights go out, major changes occur in the brain during sleep to flush out waste and ward off disease, researchers said Thursday.

The research in the journal Science offers new answers to explain why people spend a third of their lives asleep and may help in treating dementia and other neurological disorders.

In lab experiments on mice, researchers observed how cellular waste was flushed out via the brain's blood vessels into the body's circulatory system and eventually the liver.

[...]The process is sped along during sleep because the brain's cells shrink by about 60 percent, allowing the fluid to move faster and more freely through the brain.

The whole operation takes place in what researchers call the glymphatic system, which appears to be nearly 10 times more active during sleep than while awake.

So, to sum it all up, my brain needs to take a good healthy dump at night; it pretty much works like my ass.
Somehow I always knew that.

Cookie Research

I just had an epiphany.  It all became clear to me after that oreo cookie story.

Yesterday I saw that my wife just bought home a bag of oreos, first time I've seen them in the house for well over a year, maybe even two or more.

Now I'm wondering if she's been hiding them from me. Years ago the kids found her secret stash of Pepperidge Farm chocolate cookies tucked away in the laundry room and to this day they never let her forget about it.

Or perhaps this "research" was nothing more than a Nabisco corporate sponsored PR exercise to increase sales to crack addicts.

Hmmmmmm - your guess?

I Don't Believe It...

Look at the last city in Yahoo's list of the Best Places to Retire on  $75 a Day.

Once you no longer need to worry about getting to work in the morning, you're free to have a second cup of coffee, look out your window at the pillowy snow drifts and think about all the money you're saving by not retiring in a more expensive area.

Then why are so many people moving away from here? The population in Syracuse has dropped from 190,000 in 1970 to about 144,000 today. The County's population has been stagnant for the past 40 years; 14.6% are aged 65 and older as opposed to the national average of 13.7%.

My doctor has already warned me not to do anymore shoveling in the winter.
Sure, retire to Syracuse and die face down in a snow drift.

Next: Mexican Oreo Cartels

Be prepared.
That's all we need, another faux science theory that prompts the government to become more intrusive than it already is. This is what happens when college sophomores are allowed to pretend to be scientists and run amok in the goody section. Thank God they didn't get into the vanilla creme soda and Viagra sections.

Researchers Discover Oreo Cookies Are Just as Addicting as Cocaine

That white stuff sandwiched in between two chocolate disks may not be cocaine, but it could be just as addicting. Using lab rats, researchers from Connecticut College have demonstrated that Oreo cookies can affect the brain in the same way as cocaine or morphine.

[...]To test the addictiveness of America's favorite cookie, Honohan and her research team placed rice cakes and Oreos on opposite ends of a maze and measured to see how much time the rats would spend on either side. Then they compared the results of a similar test, except they replaced the Oreos and rice cakes with injections of morphine or cocaine on one side and saline on the other. It turns out that the rats conditioned with cookies spent as much time on the Oreo side of the maze as the rats conditioned with drugs.

Idiots. The academic world is full of idiots.
All they proved was that rats would rather get hit in the ass with nose candy rather than just getting hit in the ass. Some experiment. We see that every day in the ghetto.

Let's Get Small

The world gets real strange under a microscope.

 Sliced banana

Split end

Eyelashes

More here.

Navy Buddies

B&W Photo - 1945

Color - 50 years later

God bless 'em.

Git Er Done

We're Home

We're back in the Socialist Republic of New York. I decided to drive straight through instead of stopping over at my sister's in MD. We left NC on Saturday evening at 1830, took us 11 hours of driving but the night traffic was light. We left from the coast at Cape Carteret  and arrived home at 0700 Sunday morning. Stopped only for gas, breakfast and a 20 minute siesta to rest my eyes.

Our girl is well, but depressed over the condition of her friend John. He is getting much better physically but his brain trauma is manifesting itself in his behavior. He was moved to an Army hospital facility in Texas shortly before her return so she never got to see him. We are hoping and praying that his recovery will continue and that with God's grace he will be restored completely.

We took one of her soldiers out to dinner on Wednesday. This is a very interesting fellow,  an Iranian Jew whose family emigrated from Iran to LA about ten years ago. He is a very handsome lad, about 6'5" and strong as an ox, he said that our girl "rescued" him from his unit's former platoon sgt. who was replaced because of poor performance issues. Our girl calls him her Jewish bear.  I asked him why he joined the Army as his previous position in his father's import business paid him very well. His reply was that in memory of 9-11 he decided not to buy a t-shirt but joined the Army instead. He enjoys getting paid to carry a gun and is looking forward to getting deployed again. IMHO he is a classic warrior.

As an E6, our girl now receives an allowance for housing, so she is looking to rent a house. We spent three days looking at prospective homes throughout Fayetteville. I really liked one in particular but it doesn't have much of a yard and she wants to get a dog ... a large one if possible. Due to the large turn over of military personnel in the area there are many choices and options for housing but you have to be careful. IMHO there are many less than desirable homes and you have to go through them thoroughly. I gave her  a lot of pointers - I used to do home construction and remodeling on the side.

We are truly blessed with friends who put us up for the entire week. He is a retired Lt. Col. and his wife works for a rental management company and they have three wonderful sons. We met them when the Army sent him to Comptroller School at Syracuse University in the late 1990's. My wife taught their children in Sunday school and our Army daughter baby sat for them.  Their kids were not even in elementary school then and now one is in college and the others are graduating from high school! They are all handsome lads and all are either in or planning to enter Army ROTC just like their Dad. We thank the Lord for this godly family, for their aid, comfort and guidance for our daughter as she navigates her career in the Army and for their friendship to us - they are truly a remarkable family.

On another note, my knees are getting worse every week. It's been bone on bone for over two years and this trip was a bit of a trial. I am now in the process of scheduling the first of my knee replacement operations. Fortunately I am a good candidate for partial replacement so my recovery times will be shorter and there will be less chance of complications.
In any event, sometime next month...

It's good to be home.

BTW - except for the post where I am embracing my daughter, all the other posts were written prior to our departure for Ft. Bragg last week. Today is my first since then.

Here's some more photos of the home coming for the 319th MI BN.

Typical army hurry up and wait. The 319th's flight from Baltimore was delayed by DHS as our daughter's 1st SGT's last name was the same as someone on the terrorist watch list. So they delayed 150 people because DHS didn't like the name of a decorated 12 yr Army veteran with over a half dozen deployments. Typical useless federal jackholes, they are nothing but speed bumps. The Battalion almost lost their flight to Ft. Bragg that night because of them.

The 319th finally comes marching in after waiting another half hour for some two-star general to get his dumb ass to the terminal. They made them stay on the plane until he showed up. They almost had a mutiny on their hands.

The Chaplin gives a prayer of thanksgiving. Everyone made it back. The soldiers in the maroon berets are a detachment of 82nd Airborne who returned with the 319th.

Now the general has to shoot his mouth off for awhile. We're proud of you, job well done, yada yada... and of course after telling the troops they're released to finally join their families he schedules another meeting immediately after the ceremony for some more army BS. Ties us up for another 20 minutes. All told we were at the terminal for about five hours.

Hey, we're delighted and thankful that she's back. But the same thing happened after her first deployment and you'd think that they would eventually get it right. Finally the  real welcome starts

And Mummsie got the lovin' first.

So that was Tuesday night. Then she had to go back on Thursday morning for a half day of meetings. She was pretty pissed off when she returned; seems like the Army is very condescending towards it's soldiers and treats them like high school sophomores. I won't go into detail but from what she said, our leadership is nothing but a bunch of prissy spinsters who are afraid of offending everyone but  soldiers.

Obama's army.

The first four photos are from the 319th MI BN Facebook page. I took the last one. Almost blew out a knee climbing to the top of the bench. That's what happens when you're excited. The friends we stayed with are right in front of me to the right. He's holding up our welcome sign. They were as excited as we were.

Just got word, she rented a nice 3 bdrm ranch with a big backyard! This was about the fifth house we inspected last week. Her rental agent is a retired Army E7. We spent some time going over the property and talking about stuff; he seemed like a straight shooter. I gave him my business card and told him to call me if, ... you know...

He just grinned and said. "we're dads."

Crazy Cop Stuff

This is dated, but it reminds me of a stop I did once back in 1986 when I was assigned to Patrol, 3rd Platoon, as a Sergeant. People have no idea of the crazy kaka that cops wander into. Someday I may do a post about it. Anyway, enjoy:

“We spotted the green Hyundai Elantra traveling at approximately five miles-per-hour in the passing lane with a huge shower of sparks coming from the rear of the vehicle. As we got closer we noticed that the rear end of the vehicle was dragging on the ground due to the fact that there were no rear tires or axle on the vehicle,” said Lt. Sullivan of the Canton Police. “After the vehicle pulled over, we approached it and found that the driver was not only drinking a can of beer, but that he was not wearing any pants and that he had urinated on himself.”

After not one, but two, brief foot chases, Francis Fasher, 45, of Foxboro, was placed under arrest.

“There were also two female passengers in the back seat,” stated Lt. Sullivan. “One of the females was asleep, partially clad. The other was extremely hysterical. At that time, we believed that she might have been under the influence of PCP, due to the fact that she claimed there were mice biting at her and climbing on her.”

Because of the size of the two women, police were unable to pull the women out of the rear doors of the vehicle. After members of the Canton Rescue Squad cut the roof off the vehicle, and with the help of a crane supplied by Shaugnessy Crane, the women were lifted out of the car. Police estimate the weight of each woman was between 300 and 450 pounds.

The rest of the story here.

Q: Why is this man laughing?

A: He is an idiot.

H/T to Joann.

Who Is He?

Using modern techniques, some Civil War photos are being imbued with color.  This picture was taken in 1862.

Guess the identity of the man reclining with the dog.

Give up?

Still trying?

Okay, here's a hint.

His last name is Custer.

More photos here.

Dear Congress