Saturday, September 11, 2021

9-11 And I Feel "Empty".....

 That's about the only way I can describe it. All the blood, treasure, and broken lives served no purpose, other than to enrich some, and destroy others.

But they weren't the "others" we set out to destroy.

I'm greatly saddened by the astoundingly poor judgement shown in the recent "withdrawal" from the 'Stan. Grade school kids could have done better with minimal coaching. How do you even categorize this? "Withdrawal" is too nice a word, and so is even "Retreat". To "retreat" at least implies and orderliness to it. I don't even know if there's a single word that describes what happened. "Abandonment" is about all I can come up with. "Wanton and Willful Abandonment" doesn't even sound strong enough to describe the cowardly actions that took place.

Anyway.....we went to the Rist Canyon Mountain Festival today, a benefit for the Rist Canyon Volunteer Fire Department. It was great to see all the people there, without masks, enjoying the sunshine, music, food, and demonstrations put on by the RCVFD, Larimer County Sheriff, and the UC Health Lifeline helicopter crews. BTW, Helicopter N68RX is one of the choppers I see flying over regularly.

And a little girl did a bang-on rendition of our National Anthem. The canyon got quiet, she sang her little heart out, and there wasn't a hat on a head, or a dry eye.

When we returned home, we had the neighborhood block party to attend, and catch up with neighbors we hadn't seen in a while. SLW was marveling at the fact that NO permits, permissions, or regulations were required. They just coned off the street, set up the BBQ and some tables, and everybody brought a side dish.

A splendid time was had by all, and we're looking forward to TLG being here Sunday/Monday, as usual. His new little brother came home from the hospital after 80 days, and is doing extremely well. From the rate he's growing and gaining weight, I have a hunch he's gonna be a bruiser!


So life goes on, for now, and I hope you have a blessed Sunday.

8 comments:

  1. No permits, because we don't need no steenking permits.
    God Bless all y'all.

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  2. Sounds like a good time. This time of year I check the weather before entering slot canyons.

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    1. Yep. There was a 20% chance of precip, but it didn't even start getting overcast until around the time we left. My son was looking at all the warning signs ("Burned Area", "Flash Flood When Flashing", "Falling Rock") posted along Rist Canyon Rd, and was amazed.

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  3. Abandonment is the right word.

    As someone put it, we spent 20 years and a couple of trillion dollars to take Afghanistan from the Taliban and hand it over to the Taliban. Some of the guys in charge are the exact same people, released from Gitmo by Obama.

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  4. Never forget, never forgive... I know that's not popular, but I lost three friends in the Pentagon that day. Capt Larry Getzfred, Capt Jack Punches (ret), and AW1 Joe Pycior in the Navy Watch Center.

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  5. I'm very sorry for your loss, my friend.

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Keep it civil, please....

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