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PearlWatson
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All I can think of is Ferdinand the Bull. Doesn't he sit around in the flowers?
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yeah, I know she was beautiful. She did a credible job being a horse lover in her greatest movie, which I'd have titled "The Girl Who Understood". Loving horses, saving them from fire, and saving a stupid man from a loveless life. . . . all good.
She wasn't in another favorite movie of mine, though. . . . which also had a link to Dan Patch. . .. and which I love despite its Disney maker....... "So Dear To My Heart", which has another theme about a woman who understood, in Granny...... who was the best sort of "mother", a mother who understood a boy.
Too bad we can't rewrite history and have Gail Russel and Burl Ives raising Tom Sawyer, or Huck Finn, somehow. . . ..
Someday maybe I'll write a screenplay about "The Boy Who Understood" a clueless but good mother. . . . .
She wasn't in another favorite movie of mine, though. . . . which also had a link to Dan Patch. . .. and which I love despite its Disney maker....... "So Dear To My Heart", which has another theme about a woman who understood, in Granny...... who was the best sort of "mother", a mother who understood a boy.
Too bad we can't rewrite history and have Gail Russel and Burl Ives raising Tom Sawyer, or Huck Finn, somehow. . . ..
Someday maybe I'll write a screenplay about "The Boy Who Understood" a clueless but good mother. . . . .
Babe's History of Property
Precedents: They Ain't What They're Cracked Up To Be
In regard to legal precedents, the first precedents were acted out by apes swinging in the trees, thumping their chests, and saying "Mine". In that era, Might made Right, and the five-hundred pound gorilla could just stomp in and have whatever he wanted. "Law" was defined at first glance by the power of psychological intimidation; if that failed at any point, the last definition was by force.
Since then we've had tribal chiefs, warlords, kings with soldiers, priests, priests with kings, kings with priests, emperors, and elected officials who could bedazzle the populace with rhetorical generalities while picking the pockets of lobbyists, and, finally, cult idols who could do it all. . . . .
history is replete with new paradigms of legal "precedence", all on the verge of being displaced by changing "interests" with the ear of the judges, or changing politicians whose ears are attuned to campaign financiers and lobbyists. . . .
If you're in the class of the "little people" you've got to find some kind of way to mobilize the masses, just like you. . . . .. vote the crooks out and replace them with new crooks.
Precedents: They Ain't What They're Cracked Up To Be
In regard to legal precedents, the first precedents were acted out by apes swinging in the trees, thumping their chests, and saying "Mine". In that era, Might made Right, and the five-hundred pound gorilla could just stomp in and have whatever he wanted. "Law" was defined at first glance by the power of psychological intimidation; if that failed at any point, the last definition was by force.
Since then we've had tribal chiefs, warlords, kings with soldiers, priests, priests with kings, kings with priests, emperors, and elected officials who could bedazzle the populace with rhetorical generalities while picking the pockets of lobbyists, and, finally, cult idols who could do it all. . . . .
history is replete with new paradigms of legal "precedence", all on the verge of being displaced by changing "interests" with the ear of the judges, or changing politicians whose ears are attuned to campaign financiers and lobbyists. . . .
If you're in the class of the "little people" you've got to find some kind of way to mobilize the masses, just like you. . . . .. vote the crooks out and replace them with new crooks.
PearlWatson
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If you are going to go Darwinian in your story you might as well start with the fish.
The history of property set to music:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZxnBSb4OKeU
Whose Grass is This?
Gold Butte, Nevada:
just across the Muddy/Virgin confluence with the Colorado from the "Lost City". Go to Overton, Nevada someday and see the Lost City Museum. This is my ancestral home. . . . uhhhmmm..... not the Lost City, but Overton, NV. Yah I grew up in St. George because my mom married a guy from St. George. He left when I was born and went to work in Henderson, Nevada, an hour down the shoreline of Lake Mead. . . .
The Paiutes native to the area are a related bunch to the Shoshone natives who inhabited most of Nevada, who still have a legal treaty claim to most of the land in Nevada. A treaty that legally trumps any federal claims to the right to administer indian lands, but which the whites with their government have always had the power to just ignore. Anybody know how many treaties the US government has conveniently disregarded, how many judges have turned blind eyes to the facts???
The Mexicans never "conquered" these people. The Mexicans patronized slave traders who exploited Ute natives who would raid into the areas occupied by paiute bands, called "digger indians" by Fremont and other whites migrating through their areas. They were peaceable when first encountered. Some northern bands, like the Goshutes, did become pretty difficult to manage as they raided white caravans, but they were pretty much just folks living in the river bottoms digging roots and growing a few veggies, hunting game and gathering pine nuts.
But the Mexicans claimed their land on the same legal theory that Spain owned all the land ever pronounced as theirs by bands of explorers waving their arms across wide horizons in the New World.
Then the United States marched some troops down to Mexico and killed a bunch of Mexicans, and forced Mexico to sign a treaty giving the United States the Shoshone lands. Under the impetus of "Manifest Destiny", the American government of that time had a clearly understood policy of rounding up natives and putting them on reservations, and making them wards of the State living lives of abject poverty under conditions that couldn't be better designed to decimate their population if they were true racists and eugenicists hell-bent on genocide. Socialism's laboratory, so to speak.
But for the whites, it was understand that all the new land should be deeded out to settlers or at least grazed by white folks' cattle. It was the understanding of all "Americans" that all the lands gained by purchase or war or treaty should be developed by American citizens, mostly white.
Every territory had land offices and county recorders' offices set up for the explicit recordings of deeds. The evidence needed for a deed? Build a shack, mark some boundaries, and it's yours. Congress later began to make some laws to regulate the process and keep ranchers and settlers from just having range wars and extermination wars against one another, yah.. . ..But nobody was really thinking the FEDERAL government was going into the Landlord business. . . . .
That change occurred at the turn of the century, around 1902, and was made gradually, subtly, without advertisement. One act after another expanded regulation, cemented control, and locked people out of the federal land. By the 1970s, the federal lockout began in earnest under the propaganda of the environmental movement. We were told it was "our" public land, we were told "multiple use" needed to be better managed. Then we were told that the turtles, fish, pond scum, and gnats needed protection, and had to be given priority because if these died off, we'd be next.
That was only half true. The turtles, fish, pond scum and gnats are not going to die out, but the world population needs to be reduced to one billion or less.
So now we are all being rounded up and put on reservations, called cites today, and given socialist rations just like we did to the native Americans.
Folks who go on supporting this kind of government policy today are a new breed, perhaps, but still "racist" eugenicists who want the earth to belong to them and their kids. Well, nah.. .. most of the folks who do this are not on the list which the elites are really going to reserve the earth for. . . . .just dupes who don't know what's really going on, as they shuffle into the corrals and take their place in the butcher's parade.
Gold Butte, Nevada:
just across the Muddy/Virgin confluence with the Colorado from the "Lost City". Go to Overton, Nevada someday and see the Lost City Museum. This is my ancestral home. . . . uhhhmmm..... not the Lost City, but Overton, NV. Yah I grew up in St. George because my mom married a guy from St. George. He left when I was born and went to work in Henderson, Nevada, an hour down the shoreline of Lake Mead. . . .
The Paiutes native to the area are a related bunch to the Shoshone natives who inhabited most of Nevada, who still have a legal treaty claim to most of the land in Nevada. A treaty that legally trumps any federal claims to the right to administer indian lands, but which the whites with their government have always had the power to just ignore. Anybody know how many treaties the US government has conveniently disregarded, how many judges have turned blind eyes to the facts???
The Mexicans never "conquered" these people. The Mexicans patronized slave traders who exploited Ute natives who would raid into the areas occupied by paiute bands, called "digger indians" by Fremont and other whites migrating through their areas. They were peaceable when first encountered. Some northern bands, like the Goshutes, did become pretty difficult to manage as they raided white caravans, but they were pretty much just folks living in the river bottoms digging roots and growing a few veggies, hunting game and gathering pine nuts.
But the Mexicans claimed their land on the same legal theory that Spain owned all the land ever pronounced as theirs by bands of explorers waving their arms across wide horizons in the New World.
Then the United States marched some troops down to Mexico and killed a bunch of Mexicans, and forced Mexico to sign a treaty giving the United States the Shoshone lands. Under the impetus of "Manifest Destiny", the American government of that time had a clearly understood policy of rounding up natives and putting them on reservations, and making them wards of the State living lives of abject poverty under conditions that couldn't be better designed to decimate their population if they were true racists and eugenicists hell-bent on genocide. Socialism's laboratory, so to speak.
But for the whites, it was understand that all the new land should be deeded out to settlers or at least grazed by white folks' cattle. It was the understanding of all "Americans" that all the lands gained by purchase or war or treaty should be developed by American citizens, mostly white.
Every territory had land offices and county recorders' offices set up for the explicit recordings of deeds. The evidence needed for a deed? Build a shack, mark some boundaries, and it's yours. Congress later began to make some laws to regulate the process and keep ranchers and settlers from just having range wars and extermination wars against one another, yah.. . ..But nobody was really thinking the FEDERAL government was going into the Landlord business. . . . .
That change occurred at the turn of the century, around 1902, and was made gradually, subtly, without advertisement. One act after another expanded regulation, cemented control, and locked people out of the federal land. By the 1970s, the federal lockout began in earnest under the propaganda of the environmental movement. We were told it was "our" public land, we were told "multiple use" needed to be better managed. Then we were told that the turtles, fish, pond scum, and gnats needed protection, and had to be given priority because if these died off, we'd be next.
That was only half true. The turtles, fish, pond scum and gnats are not going to die out, but the world population needs to be reduced to one billion or less.
So now we are all being rounded up and put on reservations, called cites today, and given socialist rations just like we did to the native Americans.
Folks who go on supporting this kind of government policy today are a new breed, perhaps, but still "racist" eugenicists who want the earth to belong to them and their kids. Well, nah.. .. most of the folks who do this are not on the list which the elites are really going to reserve the earth for. . . . .just dupes who don't know what's really going on, as they shuffle into the corrals and take their place in the butcher's parade.
PearlWatson
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That was a beautifully woven story but it is too depressing to dwell on.
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That is decidedly no fun.
PearlWatson
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Is there some story behind this or are you razzing?
I've changed a few diapers, and I know what you mean. My wife, however, being the first of some 14 children. . . .42 if you count the extended "family" as she does. . . . was an expert teacher, however.
I give her credit because she didn't tell me "No that not's how to do" and do it over again. . . .Twins can make even pros melt down and take any help they can get. . . .
yes, there is a story behind that.
The alcoholic star, on the downslide of fame, drove her car right into a fast food outlet, a Hires or something. . . .
what is really sad about that is that it seems she was haunted from her youth with some kind of lack of self-assurance, which is what actually made her such a sympathetic sort of girl. None of that. . . . for lack of a better term. . .. cockiness. . . and self-importance that so often goes with beauty. . . .or talent of any kind.
And, no. As in NO. My wife is not alcoholic, has a rather good set of coordination/reflex skills, and could probably win the Grand Prix in her van, and has not had an accident. . . . yet. . . well, except for the drunk who plowed into her side when she was stopped at a stoplight. And she does it while talking and gesticulating for emphasis with literally both pointy fingers at the same time.
knock on wood.
I regularly tell her to slow down. Sometimes I insist on taking the wheel, and then drive even faster, hoping to ditch the evil spirits. I figure if angels can't fly that fast, the imps can't either. . . .
I had to throw that in, because since she maxed out on speeding tickets a couple of years ago, forcing me to seek refuge by dropping her from my insurance policy. she hasn't had another ticket, while I got one, and have been "let go" by two officers who could have given me tickets. . . .
with her, it's the "immortal illusion" of youth, with me it's the absentmindedness of age plus the cognitive dissonance involved in driving a good car instead of my old 93 Nissan PU that won't go eighty
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You were let go for speeding on two separate occassions? How fast were you going in those instances?
It wasn't seven mph.
I've also gotten tickets maybe five times where I took the ticket in court, and won. Three times I paid the fine anyway. Ya wanna prosecute the judges too?
I didn't say anything but to be grateful for the officer, and admitted the speed I saw when I saw the cop and looked at my speedometer. With me, as I said, it's occasional. The cops know me and usually see me driving slower than the speedlimit. Downhill and tailwind and new, good, smooth vehicles foil my sense of judgment for a few minutes sometimes. Besides, I religiously take every ticket to the court and do public penance for my sins, at the expense of methodical revenue operationss that depend on massive numbers of uncontested tickets to make a dollar for the government. . . . .
the officer makes a realistic judgment call about effective law enforcement. If a red light and a conversation will save my life, and possibly a cow's life, from my forgetful recklessness, I'd say they're doing very well. . . . I also make a point to say "thanks" to the officer first thing. And I will remember the event and check my speedometer every time of I think of it.
Every citizen should do as I do. It's your public duty.
oh, I know there are enforcement officers out there on a mission to lay down the law, who would make it a point to string me up to the full extent of the law. Is that the kind of person you prefer???
PearlWatson
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Good job, grandpa.
I don't trust new-fangled contraptions. I like the old trucks with standard transmission. If you're not involved in running the machine, maybe the machine is running you. All I usually see is elk, deer, antelope. . . maybe two or three other vehicles because I mostly drive at night, and make the headlights my focus and calculate my reaction time plus stopping distance. That keeps me under the speed limit pretty good. Daytime drives I look at the scenery too much, and forget to look at the speedometer.
We get a lot of wind, lots of 40 mph wind. If it's a headwind it'll cut my speed down by 10 mph because it whistles through the baling wire I use to tie the fenders in place, and everything rattles. If's a tailwind it's plus ten miles because it help push the truck along, and the noise is less. . . . You should see the look I get when I take my truck in for the safety inspection. . . . .
And did I ever tell anyone I make up good stories?????