Things Are Lousy In Jurupa Valley, CA

Here you go, middle of the week, all the news that is fit to print or causes fits in print … you be the judge.

Higher Edumaycayshun …. Police in Milledgeville, GA arrest a 6-year-old girl for simple assault and property damage after knocking over a shelf in a school tantrum that injured the principal. What are our schools coming to … children are upset so we arrest them?  Thank God that monster is off our streets

I got yo’ stuff see if you can finds me?  …. Here is one from the stoooopid criminal files.  A thief in Chicago was charged with stealing $17K worth of merchandise from a Radio Shack, including a GPS device that police used to locate him.

Honey there is something I neglected to tell you before we got married …. An Egyptian man who went online to watch a porno film for the first time got the shock of his life when he found that the woman in the film was his own wife“I found 11 films showing my wife in indecent scenes with her lover … it was the first time I watched a porno film and I did this just out of curiosity,” Ramadan told Egyptian newspapers at his house in the northeastern province of Dakhalia.

Yeah, and I hear people just read Playboy for the articles.

Don’t forget the sunscreen … Just in time for summer, how to hit a nude beach and not stand out.  Bonus articles too, including the best place to get naked, is there really such a place, c’mon?  An added bonus on the same page … Your own cool Border Patrol ball-cap, only $2.99.

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas … A new mobile medical unit is patrolling the streets of Las Vegas, providing intravenous fluids to people with wicked hangovers.  With packages starting at $90.  “Hangover Heaven” (catchy name eh?) treats patients with a proprietary blend of fluids, vitamins, and medications that the company claims can “drive the toxins out of your system and get you tuned up to enjoy your stay.”

The New Girl from south of the border … Nearly half of Brazilians are now overweight or obese, the government said this week.  In the past five years, the proportion of people in the land of bikinis who are overweight has ballooned from 43% to over 49%.  Now is the time for them to act to ensure we they reach the levels of countries like say … the U.S. where obese is getting to be the norm.  You don’t believe that?  Been to WalMart lately?

I am a sensentive person, no really, I really am … A convicted rapist prefers death over 20 years in prison, says he is “afraid of being raped in prison,:    “I prefer death a thousand times over being raped,” said Galvan-Hernandez.  A tiny man less than 5 feet in height, Galvan-Hernandez told the court he’d been sexually assaulted numerous times as a street youth in Mexico.  “I want to pay for the act of cowardice,” he added. “I admit it, but I just don’t want to be raped.”

Oh stop please, you are breaking my heart!  Let him serve out the full sentence in the general population and don’t give me this “cruel and unusual punishment” tripe.

When the poo-poo hits the whirly-dirly  (When the **** hit the fan).  Anyone here remember the Boz?  Here is a hint:  Poor Brian Bosworth when he played college ball for University of Oklahoma he was labeled a problem child and complained that no one understood him.  He was a crappy linebacker (in the NFL, the Seattle Seahawks fans did not adore him either). He was a crappy actor. Then he was a crappy landlord, apparently. He is being sued over poop problems … time has a way of catching up with all of us I suppose.

Hopefully he’s not a crappy real estate worker now, too.

Let’s form a committee and pool our ignorance …. Here are some people who are really off to a bad start.  The City of Jurupa Valley  has only been city for 10 months now.  The newly formed Planning Commission for the City of Jurupa Valley, CA. it seems is a bit dysfunctional.

The planning commission had a meeting last week to discuss building issues in the city.  One of the issues being discussed was a low income apartment complex for Veterans to be built in the city.  The apartment complex is planned by Mustang Affordable Homes LLC.  Representatives of Mustang Affordable Homes LLC were answering questions that the planning commissioners were asking.

Planning Commissioner Don Porter asked Mustang Affordable Homes LLC representative how the applicants could be screened for Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, (PTSD).

Okay Veterans here we go again.

Just because we might have PTSD, we are a hazard to the public or to the school children who will be walking by the apartment complex.  I don’t know about you but I am tired of these ignorant people.  I worked 30 years for the Santa Fe Railroad with my PTSD.  (I have PTSD, the VA says so).  I did not attack anyone because of my PTSD.  I did not go CRAZY and shoot innocent people because of my PTSD. I have never harmed anyone or anything because of my PTSD.

Yet a Mr. Don Porter would want me screened for PTSD before I could move into a Veterans Apartment Complex?  I am very upset over Don Porter’s question, insinuation or what ever you want to call it.  I think every Veteran should be upset.

These planning commissioners were personally appointed by the Jurupa Valley City Council.  In fact they were hand picked by the city council.  I think everyone should send an e-mail to every member of the city council and tell them what you think.  Then ask for the city council to remove Mr. Don Porter from the planning commission.  We don’t need a person with this kind of mind set on any city’s committee.

This not only affects the Veterans of Jurupa Valley, CA.  This affects every Veteran no matter where we live.

Below are the city council members e-mails.  The very first e-mail is the mayor’s.  Please, lets flood their mailboxes with e-mails telling them how disgusted we are with Mr. Don Porter.

lroughton@jurupavalley.org
FJohnston@JurupaValley.org
BHancock@JurupaValley.org
MGoodland@JurupaValley.org
VLauritzen@JurupaValley.org

You know there are times I wonder about things.  Little things, big things, often on the very edge of reality, I wonder about stuff when I hear of something like this.  It is getting to the point, that all you have to do in this country, is stick a shovel in the ground, anywhere, and something “ugly is going to come to light.”  It just makes me wonder.  This morning, I was wondering “how big the Petri dish might be” where this country grows all these civic do-gooders and misguided idiots.  I bet it is a whopper.

Here is our Public Service Announcement for Wednesday April 18th, 2012.  Please be advised The Byrd Spring Rod & Gun Club is sick and tired of receiving questions about the Club’s mascot dog who mauled:  Six people wearing Obama tee shirts, four wearing Pelosi tee shirts, two Democrats, 3 Santorni supporters, nine teenagers with pants hanging past their butt cracks, three flag burners, and a Pakistani taxi driver.

FOR THE LAST TIME … THE DOG IS NOT FOR SALE!

See you at the water-cooler.

OOO

OOO

EMAIL OF THE WEEK: Of Men and Honor

Look carefully at the B-17 and note how shot up it is – one engine dead, tail, horizontal stabilizer and nose shot up. It was ready to fall out of the sky. (This is a painting done by an artist from the description of both pilots many years later). Then realize that there is a German ME-109 fighter flying next to it.

Now read the story below…

Charlie Brown was a B-17 Flying Fortress pilot with the 379th Bomber Group at Kimbolton, England. His B-17 was called ‘Ye Old Pub’ and was in a terrible state, having been hit by flak and fighters. The compass was damaged and they were flying deeper over enemy territory instead of heading home to Kimbolton.

After flying the B-17 over an enemy airfield, a German pilot named Franz Steigler was ordered to take off and shoot down the B-17. When he got near the B-17, he could not believe his eyes. In his words, he ‘had never seen a plane in such a bad state.’ The tail and rear section was severely damaged, and the tail gunner wounded. The top gunner was all over the top of the fuselage. The nose was smashed and there were holes everywhere.

Despite having ammunition, Franz flew to the side of the B-17 and looked at Charlie Brown, the pilot.  Brown was scared and struggling to control his damaged and blood-stained plane.


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


BF-109 pilot Franz Stigler

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

B-17 pilot Charlie Brown.

Aware that they had no idea where they were going, Franz waved at Charlie to turn 180 degrees. Franz escorted and guided the stricken plane to, and slightly over, the North Sea towards England. He then saluted Charlie Brown and turned away, back to Europe.

When Franz landed he told the CO that the plane had been shot down over the sea, and never told the truth to anybody. Charlie Brown and the remains of his crew told all at their briefing, but were ordered never to talk about it.

More than 40 years later, Charlie Brown wanted to find the Luftwaffe pilot who saved the crew. After years of research, Franz was found. He had never talked about the incident, not even at post-war reunions.

They met in the USA at a 379th Bomber Group reunion, together with 25 people who were alive – all because Franz never fired his guns that day.

(L-R) German Ace Franz Stigler, artist Ernie Boyett, and B-17 pilot Charlie Brown.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When asked why he didn’t shoot them down, Stigler later said, “I didn’t have the heart to finish those brave men. I flew beside them for a long time. They were trying desperately to get home and I was going to let them do that. I could not have shot at them. It would have been the same as shooting at a man in a parachute.”

Both men died in 2008.

This is a true story.


This was back in the days when there was honour in being a warrior. They proudly wore uniforms and they didn’t hide behind women and children – nor did they plant bombs amidst innocent crowds.


How times have changed… Have a Great Weekend.

OOO

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It’s A Dogs Life

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa,and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was ill and dying.  I told the family we couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure.

They felt as  though Shane might learn something from the experience.  The next day,I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker’s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on.

Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away. The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped
up, “I know why.”

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d  never heard a more comforting explanation. He said, “People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?” The six-year-old continued, “Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”

Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like: When loved ones come home, always run to greet them. Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride. Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.

Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you’re not.
If what you want what lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.

“Reputation is what people think you are, Character is what God knows you are!”

Spell the word “Dog” backwards and what do you get? *

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A special thanks to my friend Art in Nevada for passing this on.