Monday, December 31, 2012

FRESH HORSES




Me Lord,news.

What ?

The stock market closed up.

Ah, Good news - the economy is improving!


Me Lord, news

What?

The Republicans did not agree to a compromise and we have gone over the fiscal cliff.

I like it not.
This news is not so good.
Bring me some other news.

Pardon Me Lord?
THIS NEWS IS NOT GOOD - BRING ME SOME OTHER NEWS!


Me Lord, news.

What?

The Republicans compromised and we did not go over the fiscal cliff.

Ah, good news!
LET THERE BE JOY AND CELEBRATION.  LET JUBILATION RAIN.

Yes, Me Lord.

Chiswick!   Fresh horses!









Sunday, December 30, 2012

ONE MORE FROM DAVE MALLETT

In this song  Mallett sings about the greed and avarice that drives our economy and destroys our ecosystem.



Enjoy
the Ol'Buzzard

THE STRANGE CONNECTION TO DAVE MALLETT




When I retired from the Navy my military background didn't translate to a civilian job.  I had to retrain or begin working manual labor at age 42.   My wife and I decided that we would both attend college and major in education.   As there was no GI Bill available for me at that time, the only way this was possible was to down-scale our life style.  

We bought a house in the woods in north-western Maine for $9,999 (the sellers came down one dollar.)   It was an old, run down – but structurally sound 1832 farmhouse at the end of a two mile dirt road.   The house had been used off and on as a hunting camp for over forty years and there was no electricity, running water or sewerage.   We had to let our Chevy van go but kept the motorcycle which was paid for.  We worked on the house over the summer to make it livable.  

The garden was our second year


When we started school in the spring we were heating with wood, hauling water from the creek behind the house for drinking, cooking and bathing.   At night we would come home, gather standing dead wood from the woods in front of the house, start the fire , cook supper and then zip up in sleeping bags to study by lamp light for our classes.  

The old house and our winter transportation
 

During that first year Dave Mallett played at the commons area at the university, and my wife and I attended.   We were immediately hooked.   Dave Mallett is the quintessential Mainer and his music speaks to life in rural Maine.  

Four years later  (still living in the farmhouse - much improved, but still without lights, water or plumbingto celebrate our graduation we made reservations for dinner  at a historic, in-home restaurant in a village 25 miles north of the college.   We were surprised when we arrived that Dave Mallet had been booked to play.   There were only twelve guest and Dave played for us in the small living room while we guest sat in the few chairs and on the floor – a very intimate setting.

The day we pulled out for Alaska in our new Toyota truck I had a cassette of Dave Mallett cued for his rendition of North to Alaska

North to Alaska


Four years later we vacationed back in Maine, traveling up to Bangor and then to Bar Harbor.   Our first night in Bar Harbor we went to a bar and restaurant and Dave Mallett was entertaining.    

We left Alaska after teaching for nine years in the Eskimo and Indian villages, and as we crossed the border into Canada they were playing Dave Mallett on the PBS radio station.  

After living for six years in Kentucky we returned to Maine.  In that first September we attended the Common Ground Fair, and that night Dave Mallett was playing.   We have seen him a half a dozen time since then at small performances around Maine

Most of Mallett’s songs are about Maine; however, after Obama was elected President Dave released this song: This is Where the North Meets South. 

It is a song of hope and healing – a new beginning for the country – but unfortunately it didn’t evolve.


 the Ol'Buzzard

Saturday, December 29, 2012

NOTHING HAS CHANGED

I have always been a Bob Dylan fan, much to the chagrin of my wife.   During the mid 1960 I was in the military in a Navy special unit.    The Vietnam war was in it's beginnings and the counterculture seemed alien to me - out of step with my military commitment and programming.   But, the music haunted me.   As I got older and the concept of war soured, the protest songs of that era spoke to me in a deep resonance.  

We have a new car and it allows me to connect my small Sonsa music recorder to the car stereo    

Running numerous errands this morning (the wife at home) I  selected a Dylan album.  Dylan's gravel voice boomed through the six speakers with 'The Times They Are A Changing."   I played it again, and then again.   The power of Dylan is not in the music but in the words; and I couldn't help but reflect back some forty years to the hope for the future that was the basis of the protest generation.  

And I realized that nothing has changed.

 Come gather ’round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth saving’
Then you better start swimming’ or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changing’

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won’t come again
And don’t speak too soon
For the wheel’s still in spin
And there’s no telling’ who that it’s naming’
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changing’

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway
Don’t block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There’s a battle outside and it is raging’
It’ll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changing’

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly aging’
Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changing’

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fading’
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changing’
Copyright © 1963, 1964 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1991, 1992 by Special Rider Music



We are still at war
The poor are still down trodden 
The government is dysfunctional
There is defacto-racism
And a drive to disenfranchise women and minorities.


The times did not change.

the Ol'Buzzard






Sunday, December 16, 2012

BUSHMASTER

HEY POSER: You want to carry one of these?   Join the military.




the Ol-Buzzard

Saturday, December 15, 2012

PROTECTING LIBERAL VALUES



I left a comment on the Hump Day offering of Yellow Dog Granny’s blog and in retrospect feel so strongly about it I decided to post.

As we approach the fiscal cliff the White House is trying to strike a deal with House Republicans to avoid increasing taxes and across the board cuts to spending.  

I hate to say this, but because of the Presidents past track record of capitulating to Republican demands before attempting compromise, I do not trust the President to stand strong against cuts to Medicare, Medicaid, Social Security and other social programs that protect our most vulnerable.   



Thank goodness (notice I didn't say God) for Nancy Pelosi.   This powerful woman has our back and I can believe she will stand strong against severe cuts to entitlements.  


the Ol’Buzzard


Wednesday, December 12, 2012

A MOMENT OF GEEK




In an earlier post I mentioned that I believe that time is perceived differently by people of different ages.   So here is my reasoning.



According to Einstein’s theory of Special Relativity time is not absolute – it can vary according to the speed of an object.   The theory pertains only to the time relationships between two objects where one is moving away from the other at a fixed speed.

To simplify the theory let me give an example:




 A            rocket              B




A is a base station that shoots a burst of light to station B every two minutes.

There is a rocket ship traveling between A and B at ¾ the speed of light.

Every time the rocket receives the burst of light from A it fires an identical burst of light to B. 

Because the speed of light is constant B receives both beams of light from A and the rocket simultaneously at two minute intervals.

But, because the rocket is moving away from A at ¾ the speed of light (constantly increasing its distance from A) it is receiving the light flashes from A, not at two minute intervals, but at three minute intervals. 
Ref: Einstein’s formula – for geeks…
Elapse time = the square root of the  time in reference-one divided by one, minus the speed of the rocket square divided by the speed of light square.

The crux of this is that A is transmitting light burst at two minute intervals - and B receives the light from station A and the rocket at identical two minute intervals; where as the rocket is receiving and transmitting its light burst at three minute intervals.

Time is moving faster on the ground than it is on the rocket ship.  What takes two minutes to happen on the ground takes three minutes to happen on the ship. 

By the way, this has been proven in experiments.

Einstein’s General Theory of Relativity deals with time variations due to strong gravitational fields.   

But we don’t have to go into that - it is enough to know that time is not constant but can seem to vary under different circumstances.   (Actually the cosmos doesn’t give a damn about time and gravity and space – these concepts only matter to humans as we try to understand and catalog everything to our limited understanding.) 

Now for the Ol’Buzzard’s Theory of Relative Time:

A child of ten perceives a year as one tenth of his life.   It seems forever between one Christmas and another, or birthdays.

A man of seventy perceives a year as one-seventieth of his existence – a relatively short time between birthdays.



Time is experienced seven times faster for a seventy year old than for a ten year old.

Each year I seem to get older faster.   That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.  

the Ol’Buzzard  

Saturday, December 8, 2012

THANKSGIVING DINNER




We are now approaching the Winter Solstice (my wife and I don’t celebrate X-mas.)

As you grow older time seems to pass faster; we go from one season to another in what seems a blink of and eye (I have a theory about that; but more later...)

The point is that we just got through Thanksgiving and now we are headed into another holiday season.  

So, before it changes again I decided to share my Thanksgiving dinner with you. 

In years past we have traveled five hours to have Thanksgiving with family.  There would be twenty-five to thirty people or more (most who we did not know,) the noise level was high - the dog show ran continuously on TV; the food was great but …

This year we decided to stay home. 

My wife prepared turkey breast cutlets that we got at a local farm store, along with mashed potatoes, savory dressing, peas, squash and cranberry sauce.  



We broke out a good bottle of Beaujolais wine and laid aside a Maine wild blueberry pie for dessert.  



Me in my long johns, my wife in pajamas – we had a great meal



while watching and old tape of the Legend of Sleepy Hollow



It doesn't get any better than that.

the Ol’Buzzard



to everyone who left a comment about my computer complaints: thanks.  
Perhaps it is time I replaced this machine.  
the Ol'Buzzard

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

More Computer Complaints

My computer is running slow and funky.   A computer repair company in town said they would scrub the hard drive and reinstall the programs I want for $200.00.  

My quandry is: should I put out $200.00 on a seven year old computer or buy a new cheap one for a hundred and fifty more?  

As I am not in the 2% the extry $150.00 is a concern for me. 

Has anyone had a harddrive scrubbed?  And if so, what was the results.

thanks
the Ol'Buzzard

Saturday, December 1, 2012

GOOGLE CHROME DELETED


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In the past I have posted on a problem that seems connected to Google Chrome. My complaint is that sometimes, when I am working off-line in Microsoft Word, my disk drive will start to whirl, things will slow down and I will get a message stating HIGH CPU USAGE BY GOOGLE CHROME.

What the hell is Google doing in my computer when I am not on the Internet? Sometimes the computer will even lock up and won’t let me shut down; and the only way I can stop the disk drive from spinning is to do an emergency shut down by holding down the On/Off key.



I have removed the program and reinstalled it before, but the problem still continues.



I like operating in Chrome as it seems faster and more efficient; but I have had it. Bye Bye Google Chrome.



Has anyone else had this problem?

the Ol’Buzzard

CHRISTIAN SHARIA LAW


SOMEBODY PLEASE: GET THE FUCKING MORALISTIC CHRISTIANS OUT OF MY LIFE.






One of the blogs I follow is OneAngryZebra posted by a retired Air Force sergeant. About a third of his blog posts are pictures of naked women – the other two thirds are aircraft pictures and history post…and some politics. As I clicked on his latest entry a WARNING came up from Google stating that a number of people had complained to Google about the content of his blog and in order to proceed I had to click a Continue Button.



My question is: if people find the blog distasteful – why not restrict it on their computer and troll someplace else? You don’t like it – don’t look at it.



I get disgusted with Christians trying to tell me what books I shouldn’t be allowed to read, and what music I shouldn’t be allowed to listen to, and what sexual activity I shouldn’t be allowed to practice, and what my wife shouldn’t be allowed to do with her own body and what restrictions she should have concerning her own health decisions.



We know that God hates women – ergo Christians hate women. In their doctrine women are responsible for original sin and their bodies are dirty. It is O.K. for a man to show his tits and nipples but women’s tits are dirty – hide the children’s eyes for if they see a woman’s nipples they will go blind…it will scar them for life.



I am sick and tire of Christian attempts to turn the U.S into a theocracy. If they had the political power to do it they would enact a Christian Sharia Law and we would see nudity of women a felony offense; abortion a death penalty crime and jails full of atheist – there would be crosses in all public offices along with copies of the Ten Commandments.



Let’s get rid of In God We Trust on our money, and reaffirm that We the People and not We the Christian People have a right to Life Liberty and Happiness; and as the founders of this nation decreed - free from Christian religious censorship, tyranny and control.



the Ol’Buzzard

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

WELCOME TO WAL-MART





There have lately been a number of blogs concerning Wal-Mart.

As a codicil I should mention that I am married to a much younger, beautiful and intelligent wife – who is a raving far-left liberal.   Myself, I range between far-left liberal and centrist libertarian, and my perspective of any situation is usually tempered by pragmatic reality. 

In my wife’s view Wal-Mart is the great Satan; but, we often risk our immortal souls and shop there.   

We live on a small retirement income that is just above the poverty line, so we budget our expenditures and shop at Wal-Mart to save money.   I drink wine (sometimes in quantity) and we buy Carlos Rossi by the gallon for our wine of the table.   At Wal-Mart a gallon of wine will cost me twelve dollars, while at the local grocery store it is fifteen.   Can goods are, on the average, fifteen cents a can cheaper.   We buy paper products, bird food, house wares, ink-cartridges for my printer, hardware, etc. all at considerable savings

The biggest complaints I usually hear from my wife is that Wal-Mart buys its products from China and under pays its workers.  This is undoubtedly true, but, if you bother to check your clothing labels from any store from L.L. Beans to Nordstrom you will find that much of it (if not most) is made in third world countries.  Wal-Mart is doing what every other store is doing, but perhaps purchasing the cheapest of the cheap, and passing the savings on the consumer while still making huge profit.  

 A friend of mine works at Wal-Mart making ten dollars and fifty cents an hour for a four p.m. to eleven p.m. shift.    He is fifty years old and did not complete high school.   Until two years ago he worked seasonally as a manual laborer for a construction company that paid him ten dollars an hour.   He is legally blind in one eye and now suffering with medical problems.   Realistically, if we did not have a Wal-Mart here - where could he find employment?  

This type of employment has always been here: in the textile mills of the north-east and the farm lands of the South people have worked long hours for low pay.   Today, just like Burger King, Pizza Hut, Duncan Doughnuts, gas stations and many local stores in this area, Wal-Mart doesn't pay a living wage or offer benefits.  They do, however, offer employment to many people who would otherwise be unemployed. 

So we need to be careful what we wish for – change is always a double edged sword.  If Wal-Mart bought and sold American products and offer full time employment and a living wage, most of the people who work there would no longer have a job, and Wal-Mart products would be too expensive for most of us to afford. 

Could Wal-Mart change its business plan and be more humanitarian?  Yes.

Will it cut its profits and pay smaller dividends to its investors in order to offer more benefits to its employees? No

This doesn't mean that Wal-Mart workers shouldn't ask for better pay and benefits – and I support their strike.

But, sometimes you have to dance with the devil.  

the Ol’Buzzard   





   

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

SOMETHING I DON'T ENJOY TALKING ABOUT



The other MRMacrum (Lost in the Bozone) posted a clip of The Mamas and the Papas on his blog and it made me think nostalgically about radio days.  

For some reason it also made me think of the Vietnam War, because radio was the major entertainment and release for the troops – a touch of home.

Veterans Day just past and I didn't celebrate it.   I spent 22 years in the military and I now have bad feelings about it.    Coming back from Vietnam I was confused about the war.   I had been hyped by the military with the ‘kill them all and let God sort it out’ mentality; but actually being in country conflicted my view.  

Armed forces radio was the program we all listened to – there may have been TV’s on some sites, but I never saw them.   Good morning Vietnam was a wake up call I often woke to.  






And “ Chickenman; He’s everywhere, he’s everywhere” is a battle cry everyone was familiar with – and my favorite.  




My main emotion on returning home was elation.   I had that cheated death feeling that that military personnel experience: that everything I was seeing and able to do was wonderful and should be appreciated and lived to the fullest.   But there was also a down side: it is almost a cliché that is now bantered around by vets, and perhaps it was not an uncommon experience; but, my return flight to the states was on Quantas Airline out of Saigon that landed in me in San Francisco – I was in fatigues and as I went through the terminal a young girl ask me how many babies I had killed.   For weeks after my return you would have to wake me up from sleep by shaking my foot, because I might come up swinging.  

My only good memory of Vietnam is Armed Forces Vietnam Radio Network - and I had almost forgotten about it.  

There were 58,000 men military men killed in Vietnam and hundreds of thousands wounded – and no one can tell me what was accomplished. 

I feel the same way about current wars: the politicians that declare them do not fight in them, so the justification only has to be vague.   The men that fight and suffer, often coming back to broken homes and relationships, want to believe their service was valuable; but don't ask them what was accomplished - they probably can't tell you.  And no one here at home really cares.

The Ol’Buzzard  

  

Saturday, November 17, 2012

NEANDERTHAL


I did a post a couple of days ago that mentioned Neanderthals.   In the post I said that Neanderthal did not breed with Homo sapiens.    This seemed to be a point of contention; so here I list two conflicting references and a supposition.

1.    Adrienne L Zihlman ( Human Evolution) stated that in the area where Neanderthals and Homo sapiens existed at the same time there has been on DNA evidence found in Neanderthal remains that share DNA with Homo sapiens. 

2.    Chris Stringer (Lone Survivors: How We Came to be the Only Humans on Earth) states that Neanderthal DNA strands can be found in certain races of humans today. 

NEANDERTHAL BEAUTY
The supposition I can make from this is: Neanderthal women were butt ugly. 




HOMO SAPIEN

The Ol’Buzzard




Friday, November 16, 2012

OLD MAN SHOUTS AT CLOUDS

John McCain's Conspiracy Theory!



We have all had the old grandfather or old uncle that is permanently safety wired in the pissed off position.   My on wife makes it a point, when I start grumbling and grouching about how things are, to remind me that I am one step away from ‘Old Man Shouting at Clouds.’    

The personification of this axiom is John McCain.   McCain is a sour bitter old man who did not get his way four years ago and can’t move pass his disappointment.  

We all know that McCain suffered as a POW in Vietnam…as did many Americans.   His military service is to be praised.   But, though he is identified by his military service, he has not been a friend to the troops.   He has continually voted against increased funds for the VA and also against education and other benefits for veterans.  

We must remember that McCain is the son of an Admiral, who was the son of an Admiral, and that he is, and always has been, as out of touch with the military enlisted man as Mitt Romney is with food stamp recipients.

John McCain is not particularly bright (though, by the standards we set for our Senators and Congresspersons he is probably considered above average.)  He graduated at the bottom of his class in Annapolis; and we saw his ignorance demonstrated when he toured Iraq with Joe Lieberman during his run for President, and Lieberman had to correct him – that in fact Iraq and Afghanistan does not share a common border. 

And now John McCain shouts at clouds in hope of creating a conspiracy theory to motivate the idiot base of the Republican Party to demonstration against the President.  



the Ol'Buzzard speaks out about another Ol'Buzzard


Wednesday, November 14, 2012

REVERSE EVOLUTION




An article today in Yahoo News posed the hypothesis that people are actually getting dumber.

The fact that the human race evolved from lower order animals is not deniable.   The scientific line of evidence – molecular, comparative anatomy, behavioral, fossil record and ecology all converge on the same results.  

About five million years ago evolutionary events set the stage for hominid development.   Climate change resulted in the expansion of the savannas.  The great apes, already equipped for ground travel, now found they must travel longer distances each day to forage.   By four million years ago hominids were extensively bipedal. 

Our early ancestors adapted to life on the savanna as opportunistic omnivores, depending on tools and skill to collect food, and some amount of thinking and reasoning ability to select safe shelters.  

Australopithecus had a larger brain then the apes, but was small in comparison to today’s humans, but with large teeth and heavy jaw muscles for chewing.   Hand bone fossils between two the three million years ago show a shift in the specialization of the hands from locomotion to manipulation.

Although bipedal walking existed four million years ago the brain did not evolve quantitatively until about two million years ago.    

Prior to one million years ago Homo (Homo erectus) had migrated into south east Europe and central Asia.   Between 800,000 and 200,000 years ago Homo was wide spread in Europe, Asia and Africa.   Scientists have elected to define this group as Homo heidelbergensis.  Somewhere around 600,000 years ago Neanderthal split from the sapiens line – and DNA has shown Neanderthal to be a separate species from Sapiens with no molecular evidence of interbreeding.  

Molecular studies have confirmed that our species, Homo sapiens, originated in Africa about 150,000 years ago – viewing this consensus we might all claim to be African Americans. 

At one time, physical strength and environmental savvy dictated the survival of the fittest.  But, as the human brain developed in response to survival necessities, the need for physical strength and environmental savvy no longer held sway on life and death.   Brighter and manipulative individuals advanced civilization on the backs of the uneducated and unskilled.

There have always been Kings and serfs, bosses and workers; and there have always been really stupid people that somehow survive.  

Today, in the United States, survival stimuli hardly exist.  We drive to work, we draw our pay, we shop at Walmart, we eat our pre-prepared frozen dinners, we watch reality TV and then we go to bed and get up and do it again.   The government actually does take care of many of our needs.   Higher thinking skills necessary to complete our daily functions practically don’t exist.  

The old adage: If you don’t use it you lose it – could apply to the mental faculties of a large portion of our population.   We see the far right running around with tri-corner hats and tea bags hanging from the brims; the fundamentalist religious declaring the world is six thousand years old; supposedly educated government officials claiming women can’t get pregnant as the results of rape; a large portion of the population denying climate change and declaring science as unfounded propaganda.  The list can go on and on and on…but the bottom line is that we have more crazies in our population than at any point in our past.  

Like Neanderthal breaking from the Sapiens line – when do we have the Darwinian split – the nut cases separating from the competent?  

They might all travel to Texas, secede from the United States – inbreed and eventually create a new species: Homo Crazy.    There is no doubt that their inability to reason and process logic would, like the Neanderthal, result in Darwinian demise.   In which case, the world might be better off.  



the Ol’Buzzard

Yellow dog Granny what is your second choice for a state?   There is room for you here in Maine

Sunday, November 11, 2012

ENOUGH SAID.

My last fucking post about the election:




the Ol'Buzzard

THE CHRISTIAN SCIENCE MONITOR

THE ABSOLUTE BEST NON-PARTISAN NEWS SOURCE 
WITH THE MOST IN-DEPTH REPORTING.


Anyone who has followed my blogs knows my feelings about organized religion.   Religions in general, and Christianity specifically, has been the bane of human existence for a thousand years.   
That said; the absolute best source for news, both world and national, is The Christian Science Monitor.  

No religious bullshit: just good news reporting. 

Follow the above link and check it out for yourself.  

the Ol'Buzzard 

BIBLE THUMPING REPUBLICANS - TAKE NOTE


GAY MARRIAGE HAS PASSED IN MAINE

NOW MARIJUANA NEXT.

It is a new fucking world Republicans.
If you don't like it get out of it.  



the Ol'Buzzard



Saturday, November 10, 2012

Maine's Marriage Equality Passes.



MAINE PASSED A GAY MARRIAGE REFERENDUM AT THE LAST ELECTION.


Two years ago the Maine legislature passed a gay marriage amendment to the constitution.  The amendment met vehement opposition from the fundamentalist Christian groups, with pious protectors of Maine's morals turning out in number. During the legislative hearings Christian opponents screamed out Bible verses and shouted 'abomination' at gay participants..  

The amendment passed but was later defeated in a public referendum spearheaded and financed by the Catholic Church and other groups outside of Maine. 

During this election the Marriage Equality referendum was again offered to Maine voters, but this time it passed.   People turning out to vote for President Obama soundly defeated the Christian fundamentalist opposition.  

common sense over religious ignorance

the Ol'Buzzard


Sunday, November 4, 2012

THE 2012 ELECTION


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THE COVERAGE IS DRIVING ME CRAZY - LET'S GET IT OVER WITH.
the Ol'Buzzard
  

Saturday, November 3, 2012

THE ZOMBIE TURKEY APOCALYPSE IS NOW!




THERE IS MORE HAPPENING THAN GLOBAL WARMING!

It all started with the hurricane.   Sandy roared into New Jersey and swung north putting large segments of New England underwater and without power, then it tracked north into Canada - but only skirting northwestern Maine.  As the storm passed us we experienced thunder, lightning, heavy rain and a strange mist that was too heavy to be considered fog.

The first inkling that something was wrong was a telephone call from my neighbor up the road.   Hunting season had opened and at dawn Marge’s husband had left for his tree stand in the woods behind his house.   He returned about nine-o-clock with his clothes torn and ripped and his face clawed and both his eyes sockets empty.   Somehow he had found his way home.   Ned was raving that he had shot a turkey and that when he left his tree stand to pick up the bird it came back to life and attacked him.   Marge’s two teen age boys grabbed their guns and headed to the tree stand and at dark they still were not back

Meanwhile, the paramedics had collected Ned and he was still raving about a turkey trying to eat him.   The paramedics said that Ned had probably fallen out of his tree stand into heavy brush which poked out his eyes, and that he was suffering from delirium.

Later that afternoon Marge called and said that there were thirty turkeys in her back yard and that she had taken her rifle and shot six.  She said that the birds dropped in their tracks shivered and within a minute stood up shook their feathers and then attacked the house, throwing themselves against the door and the windows.  Two had crashed through the kitchen windows and she had locked herself in the bathroom with her cell phone.   She called 911 and the police dispatcher threatened to arrest her if she made any more crank calls. 

They are coming to get you Barbara!
 

I took my shotgun and went down the back trail to Ned’s place. There were, in fact, about 23 turkeys in her back yard – around half were pecking seeds under the bird feeder like turkeys do, but probably eight or ten were flapping and squawking and seemed to be enraged.   Just then Ned’s Rottweiler came around the corner of the house and rushed at the turkeys.   Some of the turkeys continued to clean up around the bird feeders, but the wild acting ones converged on the dog with such ferocity that the dog fled into the woods. 

Turkeys marshaling an attack on the dog!


With whoops and screams the wild turkeys pursued on the ground and in the air.  The rest of the turkeys stopped feeding on seeds and followed the attacking birds.

Chasing the dog into the woods


That was six days ago.   This morning while I was away from the house my wife disappeared.  I found truck tire tracks in the driveway of a six wheel vehicle with a tread of the kind used by the military 6X6’s.  I checked up and down the neighborhood and no one was home.  The entire road we live on was empty of people.  At some houses the doors had been left open.   At the mouth of our road where it ties into Route 4 there was a blockade and a government quarantine sign warning people that the road was closed and under marshal law due to a bird flu epidemic affecting the area. 

On the way back to the house, down a side trail to the creek I saw the back end of a military Hummer vehicle.   I parked behind the vehicle, took my deer rifle and started down the trail.  I hadn't gone thirty yards when I came across the body of a young male in what was left of a fatigue uniform – he looked like he had been the victim of a school of piranha.   Further down the trail I came on the body of a young lieutenant.  He was alive, but barely.  The lower half of his body was shredded and his intestines were exposed.   I gave him comfort and talked to him and he eventually told me the people on our road had been collected and transported to a quarantine facility north of Eustis, on the Canadian border.   He was afraid the turkeys were going to return and he asked me to end it for him – and I did.  

I returned home for my cold weather gear and some food and more ammunition.   I found the electricity off, the telephone no longer worked and there was no cell phone service.  As I left the house and traveled north it seems the whole area of western Maine had no electricity and no cell phone service. 

I am now sitting on a ridge overlooking a wire enclosure that looks more like a concentration camp than a quarantine center.  The compound is overseen by what appears to be military troops but in black uniforms.  There is actually no one guarding the fence compound which is only about five feet high and looks to be made out of chicken wire fencing, but the fenced in area appears to be under the observation of a couple of men huddled around a camp fire near the fence gate.  There is a helicopter in the clearing north of the fence and beside it a large tent there are four large troop carriers and a couple of Hummers.  

The men, women and children in the compound are all necked and wandering around in what appears to be a drugged state.  They shuffle more than walk and often bump into each other. Occasionally one will urinate or defecate while shuffling around.

I estimate about four hundred people in the enclosure and so far have not seen my wife.  About an hour ago four of the soldiers came into the enclosure pulling fifty gallon drums filled with what appears to be gruel, which they dumped into a trough.   They banged on a large pan with a ladle and that seemed to get the attention of the people who turned and shuffled toward the troughs.  Some stuck their heads in the food and ate while others clumsily scooped food up with their hands and smeared it in the vicinity of their mouths.   There is a hose stretched about six feet high behind the troughs and it appears that water is dropping from holes along its length, as I see people amble to that area and hold their heads back with mouths open – appearing to drink. 

The weather is cold.  I don’t think many of these people will last the night without clothes.

My plan is to locate my wife and tonight strip bare ass and try to infiltrate the compound.  I will get my wife and bring her out through the woods to my truck which is well hidden not for away in a draw.   I am not sure where we will go, possibly cross into Canada on the back logging roads.

LATER:

The wife and I made it out and across the boarder, and are staying at a motel.  My wife has improved and hopefully will recover fully.   Meantime I must warn you – There appears to be a turkey zombie apocalypse in progress and it appears it is being covered up by the government.  If you see turkeys, chickens or any type of birds stay away from them – and whatever you do don’t kill them.
 
And this is very important: On November 6 we are still having a presidential election and you have got to ask yourself who would you rather be handling this Turkey Zombie Apocalypse: Flip-flopping Romney, who’s answer is to cut taxes, protect the rich and shuffle government responsibilities to the private section; Or, Barack Obama who ended the war in Iraq, rescued the Somalia hostages, killed bin Laden and brought order to the devastation caused by the massive hurricane Sandy?    The future is in your hands. 

THE ZOMBIE TURKEYS ARE COMING!

THE ZOMBIE TURKEYS ARE COMING!

THE ZOMBIE TURKEYS ARE COMING AND THEY ARE NOT VERY NICE BIRDS.

VOTE OBAMA 2012.

the Ol’Buzzard