Why your pet feels shame

This is why dressing up your pet can be fun but what about how the dog or cat feels? I know some people say they probably don't have feelings but you know this poor dog is not happy. Still it is Halloween an give them double treats they will get over it.

American Blackout

National Geographic is airing a TV show about a blackout caused by a cyber attack. The blackout lasts about 10 days an the show is about what happens in the US during this period. I haven't seen the show yet but quite a few people have a pretty good idea about what happens in most urban areas of the country. Think Katrina but more wide spread an less water. Lets face it with unemployment as high as it is an few people with high moral values,well it won't be pretty. The sad thing for me is that when I was young a 10 day blackout would not be easy but back in the 50's,60's even the 70's people tried to stick together an help each other. Today not so much yes there are good people out there an it would not all be bad, but so many so called citizens have no values an expect nothing but handouts from the Government ie the tax payers. With the power out for these types it is the rule of the jungle an with the lights out, a very nasty jungle it will be. An really bad after the sun sets. So if you get the chance this might be worth watching an probably much closer to the truth if we, make that when we have a major long lasting blackout !

My daughter having a Happy Halloween a few years back,the couple in the bench were newlyweds.

Hardtack (or hard tack) is a simple type of cracker or biscuit, made from flour, water, and sometimes salt. Inexpensive and long-lasting, it was and is used for sustenance in the absence of perishable foods, commonly during long sea voyages and military campaigns.

Army Hardtack Recipe
Ingredients:

4 cups flour (perferably whole wheat)
4 teaspoons salt
Water (about 2 cups)
Pre-heat oven to 375° F
Makes about 10 pieces
Mix the flour and salt together in a bowl. Add just enough water (less than two cups) so that the mixture will stick together, producing a dough that won’t stick to hands, rolling pin or pan. Mix the dough by hand. Roll the dough out, shaping it roughly into a rectangle. Cut into the dough into squares about 3 x 3 inches and ½ inch thick.

After cutting the squares, press a pattern of four rows of four holes into each square, using a nail or other such object. Do not punch through the dough. The appearance you want is similar to that of a modern saltine cracker. Turn each square over and do the same thing to the other side.

Place the squares on an ungreased cookie sheet in the oven and bake for 30 minutes. Turn each piece over and bake for another 30 minutes. The crackers should be slightly brown on both sides.

The fresh crackers are easily broken but as they dry, they harden and assume the consistentency of fired brick.

http://press.discovery.com/us/mil/programs/what-if-armageddon-1962/Watched this show on the Discovery channel and it was a sobering look at what could have been.

• Peppersauce Cave is a limestone cave found in the Santa Catalina Mountains approximately ten miles south of Oracle, Arizona. Peppersauce is frequented by about 23,000 visitors every year and contains approximately one mile of mapped passages.

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 A really neat place to visit if your healthy enough to climb an crawl to get in,not extremely difficult at least it wasn't 20 years ago. It is not handicap friendly nor maintained. I know somewhere near the cave I found a dry stream bed that had a lot of fossils but when I returned the following year I couldn't find it. Be careful if you enter the cave an take hardhats and several flashlights. You will get dirty.

The Gods of the Copybook Headings

1919

As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race,
I Make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market-Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.

We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.

We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market-Place.
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.

With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings.
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.

When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease.
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Heading said: "Stick to the Devil you know."

On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "The Wages of Sin is Death."

In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "If you don't work you die."

Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew,
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four --
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.

             *   *   *   *   *

As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man --
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began --
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool's bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire --
And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!
  by Rudyard Kipling              one of my favorites

Other then the shuttle version you would never go wrong with any of the others.

If you had just 1 wish/which starship would you choose?

I wanted to start a new blog since I really messed up my wordpress blog. I somehow deleted or think I did anyway all the stuff I have been pecking away with for the last year. It kind of make you feel good to sometimes write something. I love to read an since I've been disabled for quite a few years.Bad back,legs,feet an pain to go with it,you tolerate pain or learn to live with after a year or so but losing your mobility due to age an physical problems can be dare I say a paradigm shift. Thus Paradigm Carnival shall be created today and we will see where it leads. The Brave New World picture above? Well lets just say all of us are being dragged kicking an screaming with all these Socialist ideas. I believe that history doesn't so much repeat but it does rhyme an right now my gut tells me it feels a lot like the late 1930's an if that is true,we are in for one hell of ride. Change is good sometimes but trust me the last 20 years have not been good if you believe in our Constitution an in particular the Bill of Rights . WWII happened right at the end of the 1930's and economically speaking we are at the door. So for now I will try to maintain this blog an drop by an write down a few words of wisdom,chatter,random thoughts an whatever.