Bandit Notions

[tarbaby]

Every one was shocked when he showed up at a Washington party in a brand new civilian suit that she picked out for him—what shocked them was he had all his military decorations pinned to the lapels. I don't know nothing about it, why was it so shocking? Maybe he should have just worn a american flag lapel pin like his commander in chief, I just don't know.

What would George C. Marshall say about it? I guess he is my hero of what a general should be.


Sorry if you read my veterans day rant, I hope you had a good day on 11/11/12
Every day is veterans day here in san antone, a city of wounded warriors, what with the joint medical command here now.
Only good thing come out of the wars is the Trauma Center at B.A.M.C.


this guy is more eloquent
cutting and pasting

“In times of war the law is silent.”


In 1863, President Abraham Lincoln signed the Lieber Code. This writ is the rules of engagement and occupation of one or more countries invading one or more countries or even places within its own country or countries. Its origin dates all the way back to ancient Roman law. The Lieber Code deals with international or inter-nation law, and is often associated with admiralty law or maritime law. In fact, the Lieber Code can be found on record, at the International Court of Law (International Criminal Court – ICC) and in the US War Department, ’The War of the Rebellion: A Compilation of the Official Records of the Union and Confederate Armies.’ Clearly the imagery of all of this and of this post is war and specifically here, what we know as the Civil War between the Union and Confederate forces. But the Civil War was never technically called or a declarted war.

There have only been five times in the history of the United States that any so called declaration of war by Congress has ever occurred:

Ÿ The War of 1812, June 18, 1812

Ÿ The Mexican-American War, May 13, 1846

Ÿ The Spanish-American War, April 25, 1898

Ÿ World War I, April 6, 1917

Ÿ World War II, December 8, 1941

Is it a curious thing that the American Civil War is not included in the previous list? Technically, this was never a war. It was called a war, looked like a war, felt like war and for all practical purposes it was a war. But the Confederacy was never recognized as either a legitimate government or a sovereign nation. There were only, military surrenders. There was no formal peace treaty ever signed between the Union and the Confederacy. Neither the president (Abraham Lincoln) nor any other president (‘Commander and Chief) since 1863 has ever rescinded the Lieber Code of 1863! No Congress since 1863 has ever cancelled the Lieber Code! No Supreme Court since 1863 has ever overturned the Lieber Code!


The U.S. Constitution as the law of the land was written of, by and for the people to protect our unalienable rights “that among these are, Life Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness.” It is a legal document of limits; of checks and balances that is designed to limit the powers of government. As such an intended and limiting legal document, it was not and is not intended that “extraordinary Occasions,” “the public safety requires it,” that habeas corpus be suspended, that “military necessity,” a “state of emergency” that “in times of war the law is silent,” was or is perpetual!!!! But this is precisely how the government (de facto, in reality or as it is presently) has and is operating ever since the American Civil War!!!

The United States (are) entered the Civil War as several, independent and sovereign states. The United States (is) exited the Civil War as a sovereign nation. This was and is not the intention of the U.S. Constitution. This anomaly has another term. It is called, ‘Legal Fiction.’ It is legal because it proceeded from the Constitution, but it is fiction because it does not exist. Even the term Legal Fiction by its own definition was and is limited. It was and is not intended to be perpetual.

The election of 2012 is not about a person, persons, party, platform or policy. It is or should be about resetting the government of the People, by the People and for the People to ordinary occasions. It is or should be about the intended limitations of government and returning all other un-intended power back to the US, WE the People, the authors of the Constitution and the BOSS of the servants which are to serve US, WE the People!

“In times of War the Law is Silent,” does NOT apply to our current situation. We are NOT under threat of invasion. We are NOT being invaded. No such “state of emergency” exists. There is no such “military necessity.” There is no such military or otherwise, any need to occupy these several independent and sovereign states. This is all, “Legal Fiction,” and isn’t it time that WE the People know and understand what ‘Legal Fiction” is? Isn’t it time that WE the People return to ordinary occasions?

So what is this post really saying?

“In times of War the Law is Silent,” the American Civil War and the term ‘Legal Fiction,’ form another mathematical axiom – “things equal to the same things are equal to each other.” One way to understand the term ‘Legal Fiction’ is by the words “as if.” From the beginning of the American Civil War in 1860/1861 up to today, September 14, 2012, over a hundred and fifty years later, it is “as if” the Civil War never ended. This is precisely what has occurred and is presently occurring. But it is all, ‘Legal Fiction!”

Next time: Election 2012 – Legal Fiction

https://dahni.wordpress.com/2012/09/14/ ... is-silent/

[the mingo]

your rant was ok by me ... I've had a few rants of my own ... some of them real on-top-of-the-stump-jumping-up-&-down boilerplate classics ...

[stilltrucking]

thanks for your tolerance
I am moving on now,

mary pickford comes to me
says there will be an answer let it be me

Hocus Pocus, interesting read, first book I got into in a long time, my ereader broke

I been swinging like a pendulum between Vonnegut and James Joyce
like beauty and the meat

[the mingo]

Found an adapter on the floor this morning, picked it up and looking at it thought
"I wonder if this will fit that unit I have that nothing else fits?" So, with a bit of excitement, I tried it. Well, it won't fit all the way & it won't seal completely but (big but) it does fit tight enough to stay on - unlike everything else. So I'm going to call it the "Charlie" adapter after the Viet Cong ... they took a broad view of "winning" - not being able to win but unwilling after a decades long struggle to live under any kind of domination decided all that was necessary was to "not lose". What followed that view is history.

Adapters are the second most powerful item on the planet. The first is the mind that finds a use in them.

[zero_hero]

the issue for me at this point in this life of mine is I am trying to be double minded, that line from James, stuck with me about the double minded men, maybe we need more buddhists I dont know, they make toasty martyrs, China got little old ladies standing on the corners watching out for people carrying gas cans, where, Peking,little old Mongolian women, little old ladies like to gossip always on the look out for trouble makers.

double minded for me right now is Vonnegut's eye as a combat veteran with a case of the creative PTSD's and James Joyce who only had eyes for beauty.

Hocus Pocus an updated sort of Slaughter house five, sounds like he was talking with a lot of vietnam vets.

adaptations going to be the end of me one day

[tarbaby]

only issue for me is finding the time
between the days that line the way
finding the time to notice the sun coming up
and the sun going down
to be grateful I am not Lazarus

Hocus Pocus finished now, first book I have finished in months. Strange ending not what I expected of Vonnegut. Writen in 1991 but time line in the novel starts in 2001. It interests me what combat veterans have created from their experiences, I want to say the ones who have a gift for writing are fortunate but then I think of Gus and I am not so sure

[stilltrucking]

every body trying to tell you something you all ready know.

I read some where that yesterday marked the 150th year since the Dakota Wars,

everybody got a story they got to tell

I was reading the label on a can of refried beans and thinking about you,

you got so little to say about so much

For some reason I kept thinking of Yasser Arafat when I read Lazarus. They going to dig him up, test his bones for polonium poisoning

My life on the line, I am too interested. Life is good, just day today, why don't i do more to extend it.

I got the Mohamed's radio blues again
makes me want to rock and roll
with the abomination on the mountain top
some people worked up about Obamanation

[the mingo]

"you got so little to say about so much"

ain't it the truth ain't it the truth!

on my way to work yesterday saw a trucker get cut severely off by some lady in a Hundai - he was just trying to get his cargo from point a to point b and live to tell about it when he got home ...
- song came to mind and i youtubed it when i got home - here ya go -
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzTNUMiMIsU

Well its happened - the doo-wads have found the biggest hinky ever or so far & death will take the fruit out of your jello without a moment's notice which brings the immediacy of eternity into razor focus - dingle-who's tell me there are exciting things going on in evolution meanwhile my dog is out licking snow - this is the day after the day after and the shadows all look the same to me - I mean I had to throw out the blueberry pie from Thanksgiving yesterday and that was probably three days overdue - seems obvious that once the guns or the lawyers come out someone has lost control over the situation - there are people running around trying to find themselves - hell, I never had that problem, I never wanted to find myself in the first place - at the age of ten I saw it was not about finding things but about losing them - the obsession with finding, or, more to the point, keeping things, has kept the therapy industry in potatoes, meat, & Mercedes for decades. My dog likes to lick ice off the front stoop, he will do it for hours if left undisturbed. He will never need therapy or have any use for Buddha-nature. He will never vote or pay taxes. He is not worried about where the next meal or female is coming from. He does not give a damn about climate change or unchange, the price of gas or winter fuel. He does not suffer from wanting to make things right & don't give two shits about game-changers or the status quo. If the world ends in the very next moment he will die as he has lived, as a dog, and will be happy with that.

Any one of us should be so lucky.

[stilltrucking]

I thought you might like this, reminds me of your dog.

My life as a turkey, from the BBC Natural World documentary based on the book @Illumination in the Flatwoods’ by Joe Hutto.

‘’ we do not have a privileged access to reality, so many of us live either in the past or in the future; betraying the moment and in some sense we forget to live our lives. and the wild turkeys were always reminding me to live my life. I think as humans we have this peculiar disposition to be always thinking ahead and living a little bit in the future, anticipating the next minute, the next hour, the next day; and we betray the moment….the wild turkeys don’t do that. They are convinced that everything they need, all theirs needs will be met only in the present moment and in this space and that the world is not a better place half a mile further through the woods, it is not better an hour from now and it is not better tomorrow, but that this is as good as it gets…and so they reminded me to do better and not to live in this abstraction of the future, which by definition will never exist… and so we sort of betray our lives in the moment an dteh wild turkeys reminded me to be present, to be here……………’’

http://www.pbs.org/wnet/nature/episodes ... sode/7378/

[the mingo]

Jack I can't believe you unloaded turkeys on me at 2:45 a.m. on a Friday! I started crackin up the second time the author mentions them damned birds. I read somewhere once that Ben Franklin wanted the turkey to be the national bird - he thought the eagle was a stupid idea - Teddy Roosevelt had similar thoughts - he wanted a grizzly bear for the national symbol - anything but "that stupid eagle".

[the mingo]

i'm gonna call it a day and go to bed and read the book of james - that double-minded man thing gets to me ... always has - I like James - he pulls no punches and lays the deal out in no uncertain terms ...

[stilltrucking]

Tlingit Culture and Traditional Food
http://video.pbs.org/video/2152205229

Saw the whole show it was on this morning. Sad but beautiful too.

I was partial to Luke for a long time, the only one of the twelve who was not a Jew, or am I wrong?

The only unforgivable sin, I liked that bit, not sure if it is in any other gospel. I have only read once complete book in the New Testament and that is Luke.

I like the Hank Williams album Luke The Drifter a lot too.

keeping the faith the best I can even if my faith is heretical
Liked this book a lot, almost finished it
The Faith of a Heretic by Walter Kaufmann

[the mingo]

I liked the guy's "half-white" day - and then he runs the canoe into a tree - yeah, had those days in the kayak - just because you might be one with the boat does not mean you are one with the current - Ha!

I like Luke too and you're right he was the only Gentile among the gospel writers - I liked the way he wrote about Jesus - brought out more of his humanity - I mean Luke gave you to see that you could imagine walking along the road with this man - Mark is short and in your face without a break - like walking into a machine gun - and Matt is weighty with all those Old Testament quotations the Holy Spirit had him salt his writing with - John & Luke are my favorites -

[the mingo]

Fuck !

I just had the memory of hot pants come flashing cross my mind like a military assault aircraft set to stun. All that pussy hugged tight just barely out of sight ! Eggs over easy Baby! ... and toast with lotsa butter and ... and ... jam! or marmalade or - peanut butter - or honey!! Fuck! Rocket fuck bomb fuck bullet fuck even, I hope, the indians that got those infected blankets, I hope they fucked on top of them good time before they died because the story is that the dead don't fuck - that's why they are called "the dead" - no fucking - shit!

Every one alive fucks - everyone dead don't - who set this carnival up anyway ? - carnival - root word carn = equals, means, flesh - greek word for flesh, sarx - if you're in the flesh you're fucking and if you're in the spirit you're not fucking - this "either/or" shit fucks me up but there it is - Fuck!

that's why I'll never be a spiritual man, no fucking, I drew the line there because there will be plenty of time for no fuck when you're dead so no sense of wasting time now in the one place that fucking exists - so Fuck! because the quality of anyone's life is enhanced considerable by fucking and considerably diminished by no fucking - when folks say they are lonely what they mean is they are not fucking or being fucked -

it's simple really - fuck or die - Fuck!

The lingo is in the dingo, Babydoll, so come on over here and tell Daddy all about it. The river is just waiting to wash you down.

Killjoys will intuit that the experience of life cannot be reduced to fucking - 'tis true of course ... fucking was never meant to reduce - it was meant to expand.

Fuck on, everyone, or die.

[SadLuckDame]

You shouldn't have this kind of attitude with me,
because it's not that I was dead or playing dead, I need to set the table, I need to make the bed and hand wash the stockings, I like to look at them hanging over the shower curtain and on exposed pipes! I really get pleasure out of folding them and neatly tucking them on top of each other in the dresser drawer

well and I am warm about wearing them in secret under my jeans, when nobody knows about it, unless I decide to snatch em up and wear them through the bedroom in front of the mirrors or photograph them, then photoshop them

make them into poetry.

It is o.k. how I am doing this before I dabble in any screwing or the hot kisses.
I might not kiss anyone,

I could steal Jack away behind the music man and warm his thigh, I may kiss him there.

But, we didn't have that happen yet

I still have wet stockings hanging over the shower curtain,
they are snagged up the knee and I am busy looking at that.
You better watch it, mister, mister
or you might find yourself with your lap full of a muggy, mouthy doll
as in me and if I'm fighting, you'll get a worn out mugger of your own with more kissing than you'll know how to write of.

So there, brat.