As a long time Doors fan, I can say without any problem that this is one of the greatest of the stupidest gestures for no damn reason other than catch the spotlight that I have ever seen. Crist became a parody of the old cliche for a Southern Politician.

I’m a Changeling
See me change
I’m a Changelin’
See me change
I’m the air you breath
Food you eat
Friends your greet
In the sullen street, wow
See me change
See me change, you
I live uptown
I live downtown
I live all around
(The Changeling by The Doors’ L.A.Woman)

I sorta miss Jeb Bush. I do hope Scott does a good job.

Tamara being her usual smart.

On this date in 1775, the first guy to sign on the dotted line in Tun Tavern in Philadelphia turned, looked at the second guy in line, and said “Things were different in the old Corps!“

Happy Birthday, Devil Dogs!

MARINE CORPS ORDERS
No. 47 (Series 1921)
HEADQUARTERS U.S. MARINE CORPS
Washington, November 1, 1921
759. The following will be read to the command on the 10th of November, 1921, and hereafter on the 10th of November of every year. Should the order not be received by the 10th of November, 1921, it will be read upon receipt.
(1) On November 10, 1775, a Corps of Marines was created by a resolution of Continental Congress. Since that date many thousand men have borne the name “Marine”. In memory of them it is fitting that we who are Marines should commemorate the birthday of our corps by calling to mind the glories of its long and illustrious history.
(2) The record of our corps is one which will bear comparison with that of the most famous military organizations in the world’s history. During 90 of the 146 years of its existence the Marine Corps has been in action against the Nation’s foes. From the Battle of Trenton to the Argonne, Marines have won foremost honors in war, and in the long eras of tranquility at home, generation after generation of Marines have grown gray in war in both hemispheres and in every corner of the seven seas, that our country and its citizens might enjoy peace and security.
(3) In every battle and skirmish since the birth of our corps, Marines have acquitted themselves with the greatest distinction, winning new honors on each occasion until the term “Marine” has come to signify all that is highest in military efficiency and soldierly virtue.
(4) This high name of distinction and soldierly repute we who are Marines today have received from those who preceded us in the corps. With it we have also received from them the eternal spirit which has animated our corps from generation to generation and has been the distinguishing mark of the Marines in every age. So long as that spirit continues to flourish Marines will be found equal to every emergency in the future as they have been in the past, and the men of our Nation will regard us as worthy successors to the long line of illustrious men who have served as “Soldiers of the Sea” since the founding of the Corps.
JOHN A. LEJEUNE,
Major General Commandant
75705—21

I am very utilitarian regarding guns. Scrolls, artwork, engravings bear no attraction to me. But even the meanest of monsters will recoil and rethink at the presence of this beauty.
Kudos to Dinzag Arms!

Since Homeland Security has now announced that those who refuse to get microwaved by the new “whole-body imagers” will be subjected to an in deep, up close and no holds barred body search, I do hereby declare that if I can’t make the trip via land, I am not making it (Water traveling was self-verbotten many years ago when I discovered that I actually get seasick in a cruise ship tied to the dock.)

I know that the first SOB that grabs me by the boys is going to get a response that I am going to end up in Federal prison for. And if I see any male approaching my wife with intentions of placing his hands where I know I have absolute rights of Fondling (other then her Ob-Gyn), such male will be used as a test for “Can you use a Boeing 747 turbine as Cuisinart and create TSA Salsa?”

Why do I get the feeling that every sexual pervert not in the NICS system is suddenly applying for a position in TSA? I swear I can hear the rush of printers spitting out resignations from catholic priests and printing the resumes to take to the nearest TSA office.

Also, there is no frigging way that I will allow myself to be subjected to an electronic version of “Welcome to Auschwitz, now get naked ’cause we wanna make sure you ain’t hiding a darn thing.” I am guessing that Frequent Fliers will soon be recognized by the glow in the dark tan they will acquire after extensive “harmless” scans.

And you know what really ticks me off. The Government spent a boatload of our tax money bringing to life a nerd’s dream of the old school X-Ray glasses.