Stopping Asian Carp

Remember my recent post about the closing of the Huron-Manistee Forest to Hunting and Snowmobiling?

How about keeping the Asian Carp out of the Great Lakes!

Senator Debbie Stabenow states that she has been leading the fight in congress to stop the spread of Asian Carp in the Great Lakes.   This is about closing the waterway from the Mississipi River Basins to the Great Lakes.   Likely, the only way to stop the Asian carp from decimating our Great Lakes.
The Army Corp of Engineers is holding public meetings about it on Jan. 7th,  (past) in Traverse City,  and in Ann Arbor in March.  You can learn more at http://glmris.anl.gov and they will be accepting online comments until March 31, 2011.   We all need to speak up on this issue and save the Great Lakes!

LONG LIVE HUNTING AND FISHING IN MICHIGAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Closing Hunting in Huron-Manistee National Forest

The USDA Forest Service is taking comments on whether are not they should kowtow to environmentalist and anti-hunting groups, to ban hunting in the Huron-Mansitee National Forest in Northern Michigan

This has been hunting land since way before the Forest Service existed.   You can send your comments to :

comments-eastern-huron-manistee@fs.fed.us

and in the subject line of your email,  put:  ” Forest Plan SEIS”  .    Comments will be accepted until Feb. 11, 2011.

UPDATE:  It turns out that this whole idea is the brain child of a spoiled lawyer,  and the Sierra Club.

P.S.  When I woke up this morning it was minus 9 below zero,  can we get a little Global warming here?

Once upon a time……….

A True Tale of Demon’s and Wizards

Once upon a time (at least 5 or 7 years ago),  there was a very large castle in the land of  Brittle Stone.  The Lords of the castle had spend a lot of gold to make their castle large,  beautiful,  and hopefully secure.  Unfortunately,  when the last stone was laid,  they realized that they had forgotten to install doors,  windows,  and stairways,  making it quite difficult to use the castle.  They saw that other castles where hiring wizards to magically install wonderous  doors, windows, and even stairways.  After some time of deliberation and debate,  they decided that they too needed a wizard to make their castle complete.   A nearby castle’s wizard had a young apprentice,  and the Lords decided that they could hire this apprentice reasonably,  by passing the large fee’s of an experience wizard.

With help from his mentor,  and from a young page of the castle,     the apprentice grew rapidly into a full fledged, powerful Wizard.   The Wizard worked feverously to build thousands of magical doors and windows,  and finally beautiful long winding stairways.   The Wizard even brought completely new and unheard of magic into the Castle,  and shared his knowledge of it,  with other nearby Castles,  so much so that the Castles where all eventually joined by a long moat.

This sharing nature of our Wizard,  led in part to his downfall.   It seems that one of the Castles brought into the circling moat,  had visions of power and glory.    The Greatnit Castle is was called.    It seems that the Greatnit wizards immediately had in mind to control everything inside the moat.

Our Wizard went merrily through his days,  tuning his magic,  always making it stronger,  and testing the magic of the other Castles to help then strengthen their magic.    This went on for a number of years with our wizard happily toiling away,  while in the dark recesses of Greatnit,  evil magic was worked against him.   Our Wizard heard rumors that the Lords of the Castle were making plans to replace him with a troop of new wizards,  who used a new and entirely different type of magic, but he wasn’t overly concerned with these rumors,  because everyone knew that he was getting older and was ready to move back to the high distant mountains were he originally learned his craft,  and drift slowly away from the busy world of Castles and moats.

Our Wizard,  arrived at his enchanting chamber one morning to check a couple of his spells,  and was shocked to find that the encantations to open ALL of his spells had somehow been changed.   He nearly panicked,  what damage could be done the Castle?   Just in time, he remembered a sort secret enchantment that he had build years ago for just this kind of invasion.   He quickly muttered the arcane words,  and the spells eerily wavered in and out of his vision,  enough for him to see that all of his locking spells had been removed,  in fact all traces that identified him had been removed.   Now he did panick,   before he could think things through,  a dark spell of magic ending words spewed from his lips.  The doors wiffed away in puffs of smoke,  the windows went black,  and the long graceful stairways shimmered once and were gone.   He sat there in his now dark and quiet enchanting room,  planning his next move to bring back the doors, windows and stairways. Again under his control,  and not under the control of the unknown demons.

As he sat and contemplated, a knock came at his door.   A page had brought the message that the Lords wanted to see him immediately!   As he rode his magic carpet over to the Lords hall,  he was worried.   He thought that they would be very angry that he had allowed this to happen,  so mad,  that they had pulled him away,  before he could bring back even the deodorized doors and windows.

He was escorted into the Lords Hall by a large heavily armed Blue Knight.  Once inside the hall he saw all the the main Lords and two more heavily armed Blue Knights.   The main Lord told him to sit,  the told him to drop his spell book on the desk, along with any magic potions or powders that he had on his person.   The high Lord then told him he was to be escorted off of the Castle Grounds,  and would never be allowed to return,  not even to clean up the magic that he normally left sparking around his chamber.   The Lord also stated that someone would contact him in a week,  to collect any Castle related potions, powders, knewts eye’s etc, etc,  that he kept at his cave.   The two Blue Knights then sternly escorted him out to his magic carpet and directed him away from the castle.

The Wizard was stunned,  no explainations,  no courtesy for his years of faithful service.   On his way back to his cave he stopped and talked with another wizard   (of a different branch of Wizardry) for advice.   This Wizard being wise in the ways of the world suggested that he quietly wait a bit and see what the spirits brought him.  Which being a wise wizard, he did.

During the week  he waiting for the lower Lord to visit his cave to collect the paltry bit’s of magic dust, bat poop,  and such,  the spirits brought him a wealth of knowledge about the confusing time he had just gone through.  It seems that the Ring of Lords had made a secret decision to replace our Wizard with the group of Dark (and he learned EVIL) wizards from the Greatnit Castle group.   Rather than tell him of this decision,  they determined to keep it secret from him,  shun his help,  and have the Blue Knights throw him out.   This troubled him greatly and he meditated over it much.    During his meditations he was visited by a kindly spirit,  who eased his mind by telling him that the Ring of Lords had severely damaged thier meta-physical persona’s by this treachery,  and would pay for it, in the afterlife.

In the years that followed, our Wizard came to understand that the Dark Evil Wizards of Greatnit,  had enchanted the gullible Ring of Lords,  worked their evil magic,  and now controlled all of the moated Castles with a heavy hand,  and the people of the lands around the moat,  paid much gold  for their dark  services.    He was a forgiving Wizard,  and never sought revenge on those who had wronged him.   He moved back to his quiet mountain cave,  under the flowing waters,   and lived out his life in enchanted harmony.   Well almost,,,,,,   he did work one small slightly dark spell,  that caused a small bit of the gold sent to Greatnit,    to find it’s way quietly up into the mountains,  under the flowing water.

A TRUE STORY.

Canadian oddness

From PapaTodd.com I learn that,

Canada’s Broadcast Standards Council has banned “Money For Nothing,” a 25-year old song by Dire Straits.  In its supreme wisdom, the Council has decided that the song’s lyrics are unacceptable for sensitive Canadian ears because the word “faggot” is used repeatedly.

Gee,  I hope they’ve figured out how to block American radio stations brodcasting across the border.  I’m also hoping for a big boost in sales for the Dire Strait’s CD,  oh yeah,  and you can hear the song at either of the above links,  and buy a copy of the CD at Amazon for a couple of bucks.   The Dream Police, are getting into my head!

Silly me

After reading about Joe Huffman’s attempt to reason with Joan Peterson (Brady Campaign board member and anti-gun bigot) on her most recent blog post,  I had the loafty notion that I might also be able to bring  some small station of reality to her life.  Silly me!

I simply told her that yes, we disagree,  but my opinion is backed up by the Bill of Rights (specifically, The Second Amendment).

Her response,

“Why does the Bill of Rights support you any more than it supports me grey beard?”

Sometimes you just have to try.   Since the way I read it,  it says “Shall Not Be Infringed”,  and the U.S. Supreme Court agree’s that it say’s “Shall Not Be Infringed,   I am fairly confident that the Bill of Rights does support me more than it does Joan.   The First amendment gives us both the right to voice our opinions,  Joan 1 , GreyBeard 1 .   The Second Amendment give all sane and law abiding citizens of the U.S.  the right to BEAR firearms.

GreyBeard 2,  Joan 1 .     Sorry Joan,  but going into the explanation of why the founding father’s  wrote the documents they wrote,  is a little beyond the time requirements I’m willing to put into this blog.

UPDATE:   Typical “reaoned discourse”  from a typical anti-gunner,   even though I’ve been very polite,  I’ve been blocked from further comments on Joan’s blog.