Socialist Tools: Race, Gender, “Money Tree” Economics, & “Politically Correct” Speech (published 2-28-2021)

6/4/2023, Sunday, addendum: This author updated the title of his second article on 2/28/2021, to better reflect its content. Otherwise, I didn't change the wording. Over two years have passed. The content of this article is even more timely and current. Anyone, who has sense, knows it.

Introduction

See the article from earlier today. At 4:20 PM, I will start writing about “poly-tics.” Note: “poly-tics” is from “poly” (many) and “ticks” (blood suckers). Previous articles have joked about that.

This second article today focuses on the socialist tools of race, gender, “money tree” economics, and “politically correct” speech. Don't let the socialists' tools distract you! Their tools are how they are deceiving this once great nation and driving it toward “Socialistic Utopian Oblivion!”

Socialist Tools

Race: I thought that skin color did not matter but that the content of character did. A wise man said that a few decades ago.

Why is there so much noise about skin color? Why is there so little focus on the content of character?

What is “systemic racism?” I was raised by the maxim, “Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in His sight.” I was raised properly. I know it.

What are reparations? Do blacks (i.e., people of color, as if red, yellow, and white are not colors) need reparation? What about the Irish? “No Irish allowed.” My ancestors faced that prejudice. What about Irish reparations? After all, March is Irish History Month.

Race is a socialist tool. I know it. Anyone, who has sense, knows it.

Gender: I hear that the socialists want to allow boys, who think that they are girls, to play on girls' sports teams. Really?

Do you have an “innie” or an “outie?” If you have an “innie,” you are a girl. If you have an “outie,” you are a boy. God created male and female in His image. A very vocal minority has confused His image. The truth, however, is absolutely “boy or girl.”

Sadly, this is more than about sports. Socialists think that bathrooms should not have gender distinctions, that churches that follow God's law should be in danger, and that freedom to speak on this topic should be restricted. It's coming, folks. Wait for it.

Gender is a socialist tool. I know it. Anyone, who has sense, knows it.

Economics (i.e., “money tree”): Apparently, “demorats” and “republican'ts” both think that money grows on trees. The “economic stimulus” debate is hot right now.

On 1/11/2021, I published “Status of a Once Great Nation.” The article links to the US Debt Clock. At 4:50 PM, the USSA (Ununited Socialist States of America) national debt is $27 trillion, 965 million, and chump change dollars. The debt increases every second. Check that website, if you are bored.

From where will come the 1.9 trillion in “stimulus” money? This once-great nation is broke. National debt has been higher than the debt-to-GDP ratio since 2013. See “Status of a Once Great Nation.” Today, those historical remarks have reminded me.

I assume that the USSA has a “money tree” somewhere. Otherwise, await the continuing higher cost of everything, as inflation leads to recession.

Economics (i.e., the “money tree”) is a socialist tool. I know it. Anyone, who has sense, knows it.

“Politically correct” speech: I retain my God-given right to be free. That includes, among other freedoms, the freedom of speech. The “politically correct” movement, which started decades ago, is winning. Various media outlets have reported the recent news. I will not waste time, by delving further into the details.

By the way, where is my Parler account? Oh, there it is! It's back. My website is still here. The socialists have not taken it down yet. If they do, I will continue to speak, verbally and in writing, on other platforms. I will not be defeated. I stand.

“Politically correct” speech is a socialist tool. I know it. Anyone, who has sense, knows it.

Conclusion

Well, at 5:40 PM, I'm done. I'll keep writing, if you keep reading. I heard Half Pint (our microwave's nickname) warming up supper. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had started a Sunday stew in the crock pot (or crack pot, as I call it). I wonder what Half Pint needs to warm. We should not have any leftovers. I heard potatoes being mashed. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman fed Molly (our doggy) her supper. Molly was lazy today. I don't blame her.

I'll stop now, to explore this domestic point of suppertime curiosity. Y'all keep turnin' right and goin' straight out there, you hear?

2/28/2021: APPALACHIAN IRISHMAN READERSHIP HISTORY, 06/2010 – 01/2021

Introduction

In my vanity, I was curious. I had to find out. Forgive my vanity.

Readership History

I own this website, Appalachian Irishman, until the socialists try to take it away from me. I will still have the God-given right to speak freely. The socialists may attempt to end that freedom. If so, I will go down, after having fired every written and verbal round. (That's my sarcastic, political humor, y'all.)

Analytics show me all-time viewer statistics. The internal link is Blogger Stats All Time, which only I can see.

The first article published is “HOW TO PRONOUNCE "APPALACHIAN" (published 3/6/2006; inaugural article).”

Analytics show annual view totals from June 2010 through January 2021. I see this month as well. Analytics do not go back to the initial article. The following list shows annual view totals by year. Only the last seven months are shown in 2010.

06/2010 – 12/2010: 3,207 total
2011: 4,491 total
2012: 3,482 total
2013: 4,273 total
2014: 3,673 total
2015: 4,508 total
2016: 5,369 total
2017: 3,137 total
2018: 4,008 total
2019: 4,481 total
2020: 37,699 total

Views increased from July 2020 through December 2020. Interestingly, on Wednesday, January 6, 2021, total views were 1,036. That was the most in one day, from 9/1/2020 through 2/27/2021.

Conclusion

Thanks, y'all, for stopping by for coffee more often! This online platform does not generate income. It is a free speech platform, as my public journal and commentary.

What do I know? First, “If you write, they will read!” The number of articles published, by year, in reverse chronological order, is:

2020 (55)
2019 (37)
2017 (1)
2016 (3)
2014 (2)
2013 (3)
2012 (1)
2011 (6)
2010 (10)
2009 (17)
2008 (3)
2006 (28)

I didn't publish articles in 2007, 2015, or 2018. I started writing and publishing more articles in 2019 and 2020. “If you write, they will read.” That's my new maxim.

Second, what happened in July 2020? Well, I have written about it. What happened on January 6, 2021? I have also written about that. The official start of the USSA (Ununited Socialist States of America) was on that date.

Finally, it seems that viewers enjoy the articles on “poly-tics” the most. I may, if I can tolerate it, write more on the topic, but don't cross your fingers in hope! Writing those types of articles drains me. I have enough willpower to write them. We will see.

2/27/2021: “LIFE, SUCH AS IT IS,” UPDATE

Introduction

When will we ever get rain? It is too dry. A dust bowl is starting. We need rain!

Of course, I am joking. The last rainy spell changed to a sunny but too warm pattern for a few days. That changed to the current rainy and too warm “winter” weekend. By the way, meteorological spring starts on March 1. I ignore astronomical spring, which starts on March 20 this year. We have one more day of winter. Spring, as I hope, will be cooler and drier than this so-called winter has been. Of course, spring could toss in a good snow or two! That would be fine.

Life, Such As It Is

Side note: I finally published an article four days ago about the new cold virus. I commented on it today. It was just a side note. The socialist propagandists still use the new cold virus for their nefarious purposes.

Monday, 2/22/2021: It was a rainy day. I was working from home. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, bravely, continues to drive daily to and from her vice principal/teacher job in Sevierville. Her sister, who has Corona Myopia Psychosis in spades, still “teaches” from home. Of the 30 educators in the school building, my sister-in-law is the only one who “teaches” from home, as per Mrs. Appalachian Irishman.

Last Friday, my dentist's office left a voicemail and texted my cell phone, while I was working at the office. I was taking a leak in the outhouse at the time. The office notified me that my dental cleaning appointment today at 9 AM was still set. I still had the reminder card from my last annual cleaning.

Last year, I had an upper left tooth crowned: 8/13/2020, temporary filling; 9/21/2020, temporary crown; and 10/19/2020, permanent crown set in place. I wrote about it. Now, my teeth are fine. I brush and floss three times daily.

After work last Friday, I tried to return the call from my dentist's office to cancel today's appointment. The voicemail system wasn't working. Today, a dental assistant called my cell phone while I was working from home. She wondered if I was in their parking lot. I educated her very quickly and politely.

I may arrange an annual cleaning appointment in July. Yes, I had some fun!

Tuesday, 2/23/2021: The rain yesterday has turned to sunny and too warm weather. I worked as usual. I did publish my more recent article before this one. See the above side note.

On 3/29/2016, almost five years ago, I acquired my “bionic” left shoulder, right knee, and right foot. I have written about this several times. I was 55. On 2/23/2021, Tiger Woods, at age 45, acquired his “bionic” right leg, as I understand. He may need to add left leg “bionics” also. Tiger Woods made the national news. I did not. One article about him is here. I have written my own articles about my “bionics.” They begin here.

Tiger Woods is 15 years younger than me. He is famous. I am “infamous.” He will have about ten years until he doesn't notice much difference, if he makes the proper effort to recover. I am almost at the five-year mark, still doing all that I can do to fully recover. I have about five more years to go.

Wednesday, 2/24/2021: I worked from home in the insanity. My wife worked as usual. She'd told me yesterday that she would not get a "corony" shot. Today, however, she arrived home at 5:47 PM. I didn't know what delayed her. I had swept out the garage and played with Molly, our “old puppy.” Afterward, I started warming up the leftover stew. Once my wife arrived home, she told me that she just took a "corony" shot at about 5:30 PM. Well, good, dear! I hope that you don't grow a new ear!

As of this entry, she is not growing a new ear. I assume that her sister will “man up” and get a “corony” shot. Afterward, her sister will have no reason to continue “teaching” from home.

Thursday, 2/25/2021: On Christmas Day, 12/25/2003, my wife and I were with Dad, who was still alive, and other family members at the homeplace. My youngest brother and his wife presented us with Smokie. She became our “little kitty cat.” We had Smokie, until her passing, on 2/25/2015. Smokie lived almost 12 years. She had been ill for a little while before she died. It was a form of feline cancer that the veterinarian could not cure. At about 4 AM in the darkness on 2/25/2015, we buried Smokie under the back deck. We were up with her most of the night. We knew her end was near. The outside temperature was about 15 degrees.

Today, I remembered. It's easy to remember. Dad joined my mother on 1/25/2008. The days are the same, plus a month and seven years for Smokie. I wonder if my parents, Smokie, and the dogs that have gone on (Bandit, Wendy, and Buddy) are having a great time. Smokie was a good kitty. All good dogs go to heaven. Good kitties do too.

Friday, 2/26/2021: Well, my wife and I survived another workweek. Rain was coming. By the way, Molly, our dog, is doing wonderfully well. You should see us as Molly and I play “doggies” outside! We play the “got 'ems” game inside every evening. My wife should video record us!

Molly and I, however, were robbed of hiking House Mountain together often. A few hikes have been when someone was with us to help me control the leash. Molly and I hiked several times, before my “fun” started on 3/29/2016. We haven't hiked but a few times since. We were robbed, Molly! Eventually, we will hike with Bandit, Wendy, Buddy, and even Smokie in the everlasting hiking realm.

Conclusion

As I told a neighbor earlier today, I occupied my time by writing this article. Today, the rain held off, while I hauled off trash and recycling. My wife made her usual visit to her folks and shopped for groceries. She added shopping at the Dollar General Store, just for extra “fun.”

At 5:52 PM, I'm signing off for now. I'm still working on my next article. It will be about recent “poly-ticks” in this once-great nation.

2/23/2021: Corona Myopia Psychosis Update by the Numbers

Introduction

I started working on this article two days ago, before hiking House Mountain for the 176th time on that Sunday afternoon, 2/21/2021. While hiking, I wondered if 2 people turned 21 on 2/21/2021. Get it? Mentally, playing around with numbers like that humors me.

I have decided on another effort to educate those who are still afflicted with Corona Myopia Psychosis, as I call it. We all have the psychosis. I do not have the myopia. Unfortunately, many still have the myopia. This article attempts to clear the myopia for those who still have it.

The Data (2/21/2021)

(1) TN State Government COVID-19 Unified Command (via https://experience.arcgis.com/experience/885e479b688b4750837ba1d291b85aed):

All end dates are Saturday. COVID-19 death totals are cumulative. I broke down the quarterly COVID-19 deaths.

TN 2020 COVID-19:
  01/05/2020 (Sun.) - 03/28/2020 (2020 1st quarter; 12 weeks): 6 dead.
    Notes:
      03/07/2020: 0 cases (the date the data started to show).
      03/21/2020: 1 dead (the first death that shows).

  06/27/2020 (2020 2nd quarter; 13 weeks): 584 dead – 6 = 578 new deaths.
    Note: 44.46 average deaths per week.

  09/26/2020 (2020 3rd quarter; 13 weeks): 2,374 dead – 578 = 1,796 new deaths.
    Note: 138.15 average deaths per week.

  12/26/2020 (2020 4th quarter; 13 weeks): 6,443 dead – 1,796 = 4,647 new deaths.
    Notes:
    357.46 average deaths per week.
    6,443 total 2020 deaths in 51 weeks = 126.33 average deaths per week.

TN 12/27/2020, Sunday, to 2/20/2021 COVID-19:
  8 full weeks: 11,115 dead – 4,647 = 6,468 new deaths.
    Notes:
      51 new deaths on 2/20/2021.
      808.50 average deaths per week.

TN 1/1/2021, Monday, to 2/20/2021 COVID-19:
  11,115 dead as of 2/20/21 – 6,907 dead as of 12/31/20 = 4,208 dead in 2021 so far. 

(2) TN IndexMundi (key COVID-19 numbers below match the numbers above)
via: https://www.indexmundi.com/clocks/indicator/deaths/united-states
via: https://www.indexmundi.com/coronavirus/country/us/state/tennessee

TN 2021, as of 2/21/2021, 10:18 AM ET:
     9,578 non-COVID-19 deaths (so far; the number keeps increasing).
  + 4,208 COVID-19 deaths (so far).
     Notes: this is 2021 COVID-19 deaths: 11,064 on 2/19/21 + 51 on 2/20/21 = 11,115 so far.
     - 6,907 12/31/2020 cumulative total = 4,208 2021 COVID-19 deaths (as of Friday,
     12/20/21).
= 13,786 total 2021 TN deaths, as of 2/21/21, 10:18 AM ET.

This calculates: 30.05% of all TN 2021 deaths so far are from COVID-19.

(3) TN 2019 Total Deaths:
https://wonder.cdc.gov/controller/datarequest/D76;jsessionid=311A2150206900156684CFE45AB8
2019 total TN deaths: 71,935

For the life of me, I could not find the 2020 TN total death number. It is not there yet.

Observations from the Data (2/23/2021)

First, the average COVID-19 deaths per week are continuing to increase. The “mitigation” efforts either are hogwash and are not working or are saving the lives of countless others, who could have been included in the death totals. I suspect hogwash. I will not reference the valid science that refutes the pseudoscience, which the socialist propagandists use. The true science does refute the false science.

Second, the propagandists have won. The Ununited Socialist States of America (USSA) is, as of 1/6/2021, an official “socialist utopia.”

Finally, as previously stated, I hiked House Mountain for the 176th time last Sunday afternoon. See yesterday's article. Why did I start this article? Why does anyone care about the new cold virus numbers anymore? I don't know, unless it fits the socialist propagandists' agenda. They won. The historical USA lost. Several of us, not the majority, apparently, still stand, as once free people, in a once free and great nation.

Conclusion

As of about 5:22 PM today, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, Molly (our “old puppy”), and I are still “livin' la vida Rona!” It ain't fun. We endure.

Keep on enduring in the former USA, my friends! I may have another article on “polyticks” in a day or so. Please wait for it.

176th Hike on House Mountain on Sunday, 2/21/2021 (published 2/22/2021)

Introduction

Late last year, on Wednesday, 12/30/2020, I took a personal day off from work and managed to hike House Mountain for the 175th time. Seven weeks have gone by. I haven't hiked since due to several reasons. The main reason has been the too warm and wet weather on those previous seven weekends. Other reasons exist. A time or two, I blamed myself for my “weakness.”

I almost hiked on Saturday. In my laziness, I decided to let the muddy trails dry another day. That was my excuse.

176th Hike on House Mountain on Sunday, 2/21/2021

Well, the trails on my mountain, as I call House Mountain, were still sufficiently muddy in the usual areas. Yesterday afternoon, Sunday, 2/21/2021, I hiked House Mountain for the 176th time. I hope you enjoy the following photographs and my comments.

I started up at 1 PM on the dot. I chose the easier east trail, because I wanted to reach the middle bluff faster.

The above photograph is about 15 minutes from the middle bluff. I decided to take the photograph, since I do not think that I have taken one at this spot in a while. The area is not too hard.

Farther up, the final switchback is still hard enough for my “bionic” knee and foot, especially in the mud. Hikers, over the years, have cut the switchback and eroded it, which makes it harder. I had to place my left knee in the mud to secure a position to climb up by using my hands, feet, and knees. I do not have to do that if it's not muddy. I have taken a few photographs of that switchback in the last year or two. You can find them if you search previous articles about hiking.

It took me 59 minutes, to 1:59 PM, to get to the ridge. I used to do it in about 40 minutes. My foot and knee do not slow me down that much! The mud is what slowed me down this time. Also, I talked with a few folks hiking down as I hiked up. I have the gift of the gab!

At 2:12 PM, I reached the middle bluff. (The time is the same before and after my “bionic” joints.) The above photograph shows some snow that was still in shady areas. Do you see the snow? The position of the sun cast long shadows in the image. I saw the snow more clearly.

The above photograph looks northeast. Most of the middle bluff is to the right, not visible in the image. I still enjoy the view even after all these years.

As I was leaving, I met a couple who had just arrived. The man and the woman both had “bionic” joints, as I do. They are both younger than me by a few years. We talked about our “bionics.” They hike. I hike. They endure. I endure. They have endured more “bionic” years than I have. I am only almost five years, from 3/29/2016, into my endurance. This couple inspired me.

From 2:30 to 2:45 PM, I hiked back west along the ridgeline, reversing my own path to the middle bluff that was behind me now. Yes, I stopped to talk with a few other hikers!

I hiked down the same east trail that I had hiked up earlier. The downward hike took from 2:45 to 3:59 PM. No, I am not that slow! I met additional hikers who were hiking up.

Notably, I met a group of three. The man was 82 years young. His name is Mr. W. I know his first and last name. Two others were with him. Mr. W. is a man of God and a brother in Christ. Recently, he was diagnosed with the same type of illness that my father-in-law, also 82, has endured for a couple of decades. Mr. W. had to wait on the other two. They could not keep up with him! Mr. W. inspired me.

At 3:59 PM, I finished my hike. It was three hours, minus one minute. I have been noticing that my right knee and right foot seem to be improving. Of course, my left shoulder seems to be improving since 2/6/2021. My hike down was easier today. I feel something different in my knee and foot. I assume that it is progress. Give me another four or five years! I hope to make more progress to the point that I don't notice much difference anymore!

The above photograph is of my silver 2006 Frontier. He loves to have his photograph taken. We were lucky upon arrival. A person who had that spot was leaving. I waited. I took the spot! Folks were parked everywhere. The lower parking lot was full. The spots along the sides of the road were full. Folks were improvising parking spots.

Conclusion

After my hike earlier today, the time is now 5:58 PM, as I am typing now. I may not publish this article until tomorrow. I'm hungry. I hear our Half Pint microwave warming up supper. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman has two minutes to say, “It's ready!”

I'll publish this article tomorrow, on 2/22/2021.

Well, I'm back on Monday, 2/22/2021! I am finally publishing this article. Guess what? It's close to suppertime again today! The time is 5:52 PM, as I type this last sentence. Happy hiking, y'all!

SATURDAY, 2/20/2021: “LIFE, SUCH AS IT IS,” UPDATE

Introduction

Why didn't I just go hiking today? The low temperature was 10 degrees Fahrenheit this morning. The high reached an approximate and balmy 42 degrees. A high-pressure system is in control. Well, I might hike tomorrow! Today, I blame it on my own laziness or “bionic” joints.

A few days ago, I figured out that a quarter of my main joints (i.e., left shoulder, right knee, and right foot) are “bionic.” A person has twelve main joints (i.e., neck, left and right shoulders, left and right elbows, left and right wrists, hip, left and right knees, and left and right ankles).

Why have I been complaining these almost five years, since I just about died on Tuesday, March 29, 2016? That's a “bionic” joke, y'all!

Life, Such as It Was, from Last Sunday through Today

Sunday, 2/14/2021, was VD Sunday! That's Valentine's Day Sunday. I hope that y'all had a fun VD day. It was cloudy and damp. That meant no hike.

Monday, 2/15/2021, was Presidents' Day. As a state employee, I was off work. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, as a Sevier County employee, had to hit a lick. It was still cloudy and wet. No hike. I did the best that I could.

Tuesday, 2/16/2021: I worked from home. It was “fun” in my sarcastic style. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had a paid “snow” day off from work. The low was 24 degrees. The high reached 28 degrees. It was a mild winter day in Russia. Also, a niece turned 35. She was born in 1986. After work, I called her cell phone. I talked with “Uncle,” her son. He seems to like it when I call him uncle in jest. He knows that I am his uncle. He said that his mother would call me back. She has not yet, as of this entry. Well, “Uncle” said that all was well there.

Wednesday, 2/17/2021: My wife had a two-hour “snow” delay due to no snow. A few flakes must have fallen in Sevier County, not around here. I continued to work from home that day. The low was 21 degrees. The high was a warm 41 degrees.

Today, Rush Limbaugh died at age 70. One of many links is here. He was from Cape Girardeau, Missouri. We lived nearby from 1986 through 1994. That was before Russia (1994-1999). I remembered him. This nation lost a conservative champion. Socialists, however, in this country felt a victory. Rush did well in the political realm by his radio show and other formats.

I saw a video on a television station, in which Rush Limbaugh indicated that he was saved by God's grace through his faith. I hope so. If I, as the meager Appalachian Irishman, could have his audience, I would talk about the Lord's free gift of salvation in the context of historical, philosophical, political, and theological conversations. Rush didn't do that. I would. I do not have the platform that he had.

Thursday, 218/2021: We had rain to clouds. The high was about 42 degrees. My wife had another “snow” day off. What snow? I was offered to work at home. I did. I won for a change. Also, I had been hearing about “catch the wave” on a local radio station. I finally inquired. A 30-something-year-old man and I talked after exchanging email. The “wave” folks want $4,050 from me to “heal” my “bionic” joints. Insurance does not cover it. I turned down “the wave.” If the young man wants to hike House Mountain with me, I would enjoy his company, if he can keep up with me.

Friday, 2/19/2021: The weather was finally sunny. The high was in the 30-degree range. My wife and I both worked. I drove to and from the office for the only day this week. The reason why is in the minds of state bureaucrats. Their logic escapes me. I did it.

Today, Saturday, 2/20/2021: See my introduction above. Why did I not hike today? I am a “coward.” The low was 10 degrees. The high reached a warm 42 degrees. My wife spent about $1,000 for her “haircut.” (It's a joke, dear. I know it was only $135.60.) A haircut should not cost that much, unless it's every three or four months. Tony's Best Clips charges $20 for my every-four-or-five-week haircut. He used to charge $12, before the new cold virus. At least Molly, our “old puppy,” and I had several minutes of fun outside in the yard after I hauled off trash and filled my truck's gasoline tank.

Have y'all noticed that the price of gas is going up? Remember, these are the “good” days at the beginning of the Ununited Socialist States of America (USSA). It will get worse soon. I know it. I am a political prophet. Mark my words.

Conclusion

It's 6:15 PM at the time of this typing. When is supper ready, dear? You are 15 minutes late.

I'm 10-10 on the side. “It's ready,” she just said.

2/13/2021: TONY'S BEST CLIPS

Introduction

Do you remember, when the USA was a free nation, that you could walk into your barber's shop, on any given day, even on a Saturday, to get a fine haircut? No appointment was needed. I do. I had been doing so for years.

Well, the new cold virus and the transformation of the USA into the USSA stopped that last year, at some point. Since last year, I have been calling my fine barber and friend, at Tony's Best Clips, to set a haircut appointment, usually on a Saturday. (If you search articles on this, from 2020, you will find the historical comments.)

Tony's Best Clips

This website has views from several countries. I see number of views and from which nations. Viewers span the globe. For viewers in “Knoxvegas,” Tennessee, you will do no better than to visit my barber and friend, Tony.

 

Today, Saturday, 2/13/2021, I had another fine haircut, by my barber and friend! In the “new normal,” I had called him earlier in the week, to set the haircut appointment date and time. Tony had other clients today. We all have to arrange by appointment.

Tony and I had a great conversation, as usual, while he cut my hair. I was glad to see that my barber friend and his family are doing well enough, in the “new normal” USSA. I am very glad that he is able to continue his barber business, despite the socialist efforts (federal, state, and county). Regardless of what the socialists claim, they hope to shut down many businesses, including my barber.

Who knows? One of these days, I may only be able to get a not very good haircut, at a USSA approved barber. That did NOT happen today!

Today, Tony gave me permission to photograph his business card, above, for a website article, which I had told him that I would publish “in a few days.” It is published today!

Conclusion

If you are local, please check out the other business listings on this website. I recommend highly Tony's Best Clips and the others. One of these days, the USSA-approved and socialist businesses will take their place. It will happen. Give it time.

Until then, remember that we are living in the “good” days, at the start of the USSA. Have you noticed the price of gas going up? I have. Eventually, this website will be banned – even though I own it. I have all the articles, from 2006 to now, saved on my home computer. I know what I've written, over these fourteen plus years.

At 5:50 PM, as I close, I had no idea that I would be living in the fall of the USA and the beginning of the USSA. As I say, at every location where I stop that requires a mask, “mask on” or “mask off,” depending on if I'm entering or leaving, “I am still a FREE MAN, in a ONCE FREE and GREAT NATION.”

Tony and I were without masks, for my haircut. (Oops! I'm sorry, Tony! I hope the “mask police” do not read this!) As friends, we did not need masks.

When will this once great nation take off its mask? I give it about seventy years. That's how long the USSR took, before it removed its mask and fell. The USSA is at least seventy years behind the former USSR.

Well, what do you know? I have written and published the second article today, well before supper time! Live FREE out there, y'all. I am. I STAND!

2/13/2021: LIFE, SUCH AS IT IS, HUMOR

Introduction

I see a blank canvas, on this rainy and cloudy Saturday. Let's write!

I Won

On 12/22/2020, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had one of her annual medical appointments. She is fine. Her 12/30/2020 BCBS EOB indicates:

 $627.00 total charges
 $383.65 discounts
 $231.98 BCBS paid
= $11.37 that my wife still owed her medical provider (doctor).

Why couldn't her doctor get by on $231.98 that BCBS paid? Her doctor needed the extra $11.37. On 1/25/2021, the anniversary of Dad's passing, in 2008, my “long-suffering” wife received a bill from her doctor, for $11.37. I had to have some “fun,” to make Dad proud! I think that I saw Dad smile, from his everlasting Home!

On 1/27/2021, I send her medical provider a pithy and professionally written letter, with a $10 bill and a $5 bill enclosed, as payment. (I saved the PDF image that I had taken.) My letter stated that my wife will either receive a check, from her medical provider (doctor), of $3.63, or that I would turn the medical provider's office over to a collection agency. I wrote sarcastically, in humor. I did not expect to see a check.

On 2/9/2021, my wife's medical provider sent her, by postal mail, a check for $3.63! The doctor had to sign the check! It was amazing! I won!

We might deposit that check, into our bank account. If we don't, then her medical provider will have to figure out how to balance the accounting ledger!

Bird Crap

Some weeks ago, a bird or a flock of birds managed to splatter bird crap on a window in the master bedroom (where the master and Mrs. Appalachian Irishman sleep). How did the bird, or birds, dive bomb at a horizontal angle? I suspect that they dive bombed in the air, while flying over, and that the wind, from the southeast, blew their waste into the window.

I didn't take a picture of the splatter. I did find a photograph, below, of what looks like bird splatter on a window.

 “Door sliding door barrier,” on Pikwizard. “Free for personal and commercial use.”

That looks like frost, not bird dive bombing, but that was the best that I could find.

Today, having been tired of looking at the bird manure, I took paper towel and window cleaner in hand! I cleaned off that stuff! It's done! I should not have procrastinated so many weeks. I learned my lesson!

Conclusion

This is a little “life, such as it is” update, from the Appalachian Irishman. The time is 4:12 PM, on Saturday, 2/13/2021. I may write and publish another article today.

Are y'all “livin' la vida Rona” well enough, as we watch the USA transform into the USSA? We are. Remember, these are the “good” days, as the USSA begins. Why is the price of gas going up so fast? (I had to interject a bit of political humor.)

2/9/2021: Sunday, 2/7/2021, Photograph for Fun

Introduction

Well, well, life, such as it is, goes on. It's the usual.

 Sunday, 2/7/2021, Photograph

 

I took the above photograph on late Sunday afternoon, 2/7/2021. I was just having some fun! This is in Mrs. Appalachian Irishman's kitchen.

Our above-the-stove microwave stopped working a few weeks ago. We still had the Sharp Half Pint microwave stored in the basement. We got that microwave when we lived in Missouri (1986–1994). Half Pint was used by family members at the homeplace in Hawkins County while we were in Russia (1994–1999) and for several years afterward, until around 2008. Historical family memories come to mind. Half Pint rested in our basement until recently. He still works! (Yes, old Half Pint is a guy.) Eventually, we may buy another above-the-stove microwave.

Allegedly, the coffee pot was made in East Germany, a nation that doesn't now exist. My father-in-law gave it to my wife, when she started college back in the 1980s. It still brews coffee for me. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman has sworn off drinking coffee.

Saturday, 2/6/2021, was my lifelong friend's birthday. That evening, in the dark, I finally replaced an exterior light bulb. It is near the southeast landing, where steps lead up to our back deck. The old bulb blew out many weeks ago. In the cool darkness, Molly, our dear “old puppy,” was outside with me, taking a leak and wondering what I was doing. I decided to take a leak outside too! Don't worry, I was not visible to any nearby neighbors.

Conclusion

I hear Half Pint warming up leftovers. The time is 5:55 PM. Supper, such as it is, is almost ready. Life, such as it is, goes on.

2/8/2021: “LIFE, SUCH AS IT IS,” UPDATE

Introduction

I needed to write my article of yesterday. I wish that I had not had to do so. I didn't enjoy writing it. I wrote it. It's done.

Now, let's have some “life, such as it is,” fun! The writing will help me. I hope it helps you!

2/6/2021, Saturday: a Birthday Reconnection

Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I are part of a “gang.” The “gang” includes three others. We know who we are. Some of you may know us. We have had many great “gang gatherings” over the decades. We are a very friendly little “gang.”

One member of the “gang” had a birthday, on 2/6/2021. The “gang” hasn't been together, in person, since just after his birthday last year. (It's the “new normal;” don't you know?) After his sister assured me that my friend hadn't passed to the next world, he call me back, from the voice mail that I had left him.

I have always known my friend. His mother and my mother were friends. As far back as I can remember, I have known my friend. We talked over a hour. We are both “livin' la vida Rona” as well as we can. We reconnected.

Who knows? Will the “gang” be able to get together, visit, go out to eat, etc., as we used to do – before Corona Myopia Psychosis started, almost a year ago? We will see.

2/7/2021, Sunday: Snow at 8:12 AM Photographs

The next day, my wife and I awakened to about an inch of snow. The ground was covered well. I took two photographs, from the deck. The time was about 8:12 AM.

  

The above photograph is looking southeast. The sun was starting to break the clouds.

The above photograph is looking southwest. Eventually, the clouds broke, as the high pressure system took over. The sun came out fully. The snow melted. The photographs are a moment in time.

2/8/2021, Monday

Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I had to “hit a lick” at work again. It's the routine. My next-to-youngest brother attained age 52 today. He called me, while I was working at home (Monday through Wednesday at home; Thursday and Friday at office – as the insanity continues), just after 8:30 AM. I took a work-at-home break. It was before the utter insanity of the day had started. My brother is doing well enough. I'm glad he called. I had planned to call him later.

Our every-four-week chiropractic adjustment was today, at 4 PM. I drove from home. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman drove from her Sevier County work location. (Hey, “favorite sister-in-law,” when will you “man up,” to join your sister?) I needed that adjustment today. My “bionics” have been “taking with me.”

Conclusion

On 2/6/2021, before I'd spoken with my lifelong friend, on his birthday, I had managed to lift the little 10 pound weight straight up, with my “bionic” left shoulder – with no adjustment or popping/cracking! I can lift the little weight straight up with my “bionic” shoulder the same as my right shoulder!

Life goes on, such as it is. It's almost supper time. I'll “see” you again!

Parasite Paradise Parades Onward (published 2-7-2021)

Introduction

I have a “Farcebook,” as I call it, account. It is under a not given alias as some readers may know. I use it to encourage readership on this website.

I know two fine Christian gentlemen. We met in Russia back in the 1990s. We are friends and brothers in Christ. Furthermore, we are also “Farcebook” friends.

These two fine brothers posted recently on “Farcebook.” One was a repost of another brother in Christ's post. The posts were not the usual dribble on “Farcebook.” They deserve commentary. I will do so.

The Insane Asylum

One fine brother in Christ wrote, "Watching the congress and administration since I returned to the USA nearly 20 years ago, I surmised my taxes were buying the most expensive circus ticket ever…. and the clowns were not even funny. Now, I realize my taxes are paying for an insane asylum with the mask of a circus indecently exposed to the whole world.”

My comments: That is well-written wordsmithery! We returned from Russia to the USA in late 1999. We have seen the same developing insane asylum.

On January 6, 2021, the USA (United States of America) became the USSA (Ununited Socialist States of America). The first President of the USSA was inaugurated on January 20, 2021. As the previously mentioned brother stated eloquently, the “insane asylum with the mask of a circus indecently exposed to the whole world” is continuing.

These are the last days of the USA and the early days of the USSA. In time, the cost of everything will be much higher than now. Taxes will be much higher. Socialistic calls for equity, not equality, will continue. Those with higher incomes will, in equity, have their income redistributed by force to those with lower incomes. Eventually, those owning private homes will be forced, in equity, to share their homes with others. The list will go on until the USSA falls as the USSR (Union of Soviet Socialist Republics) did. We are in the last days of a once-great nation (USA) and in the early days of the USSA “insane asylum,” as this brother has described so eloquently. We must remember that these are the “good” days.

Historically, I understand how people must have felt, who lived during the last days of other nations or empires. Relatively recent history includes the falls of the empires of France, Germany, Britain, the Soviet Union, and so forth. The transition from the USA to the USSA is only the next nation to begin to fall. I may see my brother in a USSA gulag one of these years if we live long enough.

This previously cited brother's eloquence also wrote, “Politicians promise a paradise for parasites.” His literary pattern of repetition is outstanding! It inspired the title of this article. Beyond that, however, is the reality in this once-great nation. Since at least the 1930s, politicians have pandered for votes by funding the parasites with our tax dollars. Sadly, this parasite paradise parades onward.

The Earth is the Center of the Universe

The other fine brother in Christ reposted an original post by Dr. F. LaGard Smith. You can search online by his name to find his published books. He is a scholar and a man of God. I have not met him, but I have read his books. His website is simply Lagard Smith, which is active as of this article's publication date.

Dr. F. LaGard Smith's original “Farcebook” post wrote in part, “Merely consider the 'science,' from Aristotle and Ptolemy on down, affirming the earth to be the center of the universe (with the Church lamely 'following the science,' not the reverse, as is often claimed).” He mentioned the “faux science” of this new cold virus, the myopic focus on which I call Corona Myopia Psychosis. You can find and “friend” Dr. Smith on his “Farcebook” profile to see his full post. Why he didn't write an article on his website is beyond my understanding. He should have.

Further comments: Dr. F. LaGard Smith writes in a pithy manner about the macroevolutionary theory (Darwinism). That catalyst behind the theory was humanism. The humanist philosophy started with Protagoras (485-415 BC). He stated, “Of all things the measure is man, of the things that are, that they are, and of the things that are not, that they are not." This is often paraphrased as man is the measure of all things. Darwinism advanced humanism. Humanism advanced communism and socialism.

Darwinism affirms, without proof ever to be established, that existence started from nothing. That nothing exploded (i.e, the Big Bang Theory). The explosion, over billions and billions of years (e.g., Carl Sagan), evolved into the current universe. It is hogwash! There is no proof. By God's grace, in Russia, we led atheistic evolutionists to Christ. The evidence for the man, who comes around annually on December 25 to deliver presents to all good children, has more credibility.

Dr. F. LaGard Smith's point was obvious. The Catholic Church “followed the science,” when the majority of scientists affirmed that the earth was the center of the universe. The science was wrong. The majority of scientists were wrong. He placed that in the context of this new cold virus.

The bottom line is: The USSA socialist parasite paradise parade has just started! Wait for it to get “better” (i.e., worse) in time. Do you remember the old joke from the Soviet Union? I do. A soviet bureaucrat asks a man, “How are you, comrade?” The man replies, “We are warm. We are healthy. We have a good apartment. We have plenty to eat. We have good jobs.” After the bureaucrat leaves, the man returns to the family apartment, which they share with another family. It is cold. They are hungry. No food is in the apartment. Not much food is in the soviet stores. They have few rubles to spend on food.

Conclusion

The USSA parasite paradise parades onward. I may have another article or two, possibly tomorrow. You may like them better than this one. I didn't like having to write this article. I did. It is done. It's almost suppertime.

Tribute to the Older Daughter of My Youngest Brother and His Wife (published 2-2-2021)

Introduction

Why did Mrs. Appalachian Irishman have “snow” days off yesterday and today? What snow? Do you call a dusting and mild winter weather snow? Weaklings! I digress, of course.

As another digressive note from yesterday, I am supposed to work from home Mondays through Wednesdays and at the office, doing the same job, on Thursdays and Fridays. The schedule was imposed upon me yesterday. Coworkers had similar schedules dictated to them. I am quite ready to retire from my state job, since the higher-ups disregard the wisdom of my suggestions as to how to better manage the state department. Forgive me for another digression.

Having cooled my Irish dander, let's focus on the purpose of this article! Our niece, the older daughter of my youngest brother and his wife, is honored!

Photograph from The Rogersville Review, 12/25/2020 Edition

 

 

A sports section article in The Rogersville Review, 12/25/2020 edition, included a photograph of the Cherokee High School Chiefs ladies junior varsity basketball team. The main web page is Cherokee High School: Girls Basketball. I see a Ferrell, standing proudly and wearing number 22. Don't you?

Photograph from The Rogersville Review, 1/27/2021 Edition

Another sports section article from The Rogersville Review, 1/27/2021 edition, includes the above photograph. I see number 22 in action! Do you?

The article describes how the Lady Chiefs Junior Varsity won the game. It states that our niece scored seven points!

Conclusion

As usual, my work schedule is insane. Life goes on, such as it is, for our family and for those reading this article. Frustratingly, we are “livin' la vida Rona,” due to the current obsession with the new coronavirus. Political vexation is found in the disturbing beginning of the Ununited Socialist States of America (USSA). We shall survive!

Our niece, however, brings honor to the Fearghail clan. Her achievements bring me joy, as I write this in her honor. Dear niece, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I love you! We love your father, mother, and younger sister too! When will we see you all? We have Christmas gifts for your sister and you!

Today is Groundhog Day, by the way. Current socialistic and unconstitutional “lockdowns” are preventing and delaying families from getting together!