Bunker Mulligan "Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." ~Mark Twain

August 21, 2004

Thick Skin

Filed under: General Rants — Bunker @ 5:25 pm

La Shawn felt it necessary to reinforce that she is “Queen Of My Domain”. Good for you, La Shawn. Ain’t control wonderful? But sometimes scary. She can handle it.

I’ve not had the need for such measures, and wonder how I would handle them. I did have someone call me a moron in the comments. I simply replied, “Thank you for playing.” He never came back.

The last few days I’ve had something even more pernicious–comment spam. Different names, different emails (all fake), but the same message and pointing to the same site. An online pharmacy. I visited them. I hit their “Contact Us” page and left a message.

If you care to continue advertising on my blog, I would be pleased to host you. My fee is only $100 per Comment Advertisement. Please contact me (I gave them my phone number, but not my email address–how times have changed!) for payment, or cease posting advertisements on my site.

I’ll continue to send them the same message each time I get one of theirs. I don’t know how many I should keep before taking any kind of legal action, but that’s the only way to stop them. When I keep the evidence, it won’t show up online unless you see it before I get to it.

Dave

Filed under: Golf — Bunker @ 4:42 pm

Today was an interesting round of golf. I played poorly for much of the round, but did very well playing against Dave.

Dave is a good golfer, a 1-handicap. He will play in the USGA Mid-Amateur qualifier this week in San Antonio. But he can be a pain to play with. He is slightly arrogant, which I can accept on the golf course. But he is also condescending, which I don’t tolerate well anywhere.

I had a fousome set up for this morning, and he showed up a little later than I’d like, as usual. Then he piddle-farted around, and we got off late. The reason he dallied is because he had taken it upon himself to invite someone else to play with us. The other guy never showed. If he had, he and Dave could have waited for another start. It was my foursome.

Then he wanted to play a side bet–a quarter skin. I asked him how many strokes he was going to give me–I have a 13-handicap. No answer. Okay.

After three holes I told him, “Dave, I’m already into your pocket for 75 cents. You better get to work.” Pressure. He doesn’t like it. Especially from a high handicapper.

Understand, I can hold my own with just about anyone in match play. Any high scores I shoot are Dalyesque–a big number on a couple of holes. After nine, he was only 1-up without giving me any strokes.

When we get to the tenth tee, he wants to change the game to two bucks a stroke, and he’ll give me six strokes. Okay. We both hit good drives, but my second bounces off line into the bunker. A wet bunker. My first attempt stuck the ball in the bunker’s face just under the lip. I tried to pop it out, but it rolled back into a hole in the sand. I couldn’t get the club through that much sand.

I picked up and played out. He got a par. “How many strokes do you want to take on this hole?”

“I can only post a seven for handicap, so let’s just say I give back all six strokes and we play scratch from here on out.” He got a wide grin. And soon regretted it. I matched him hole for hole all the way around, but bogeyed the 18th and he got a par–to beat me by one stroke. Boy did I have fun. He was getting pretty frustrated. On a par 5, his second finished 20 yards from the hole. I had a bad drive, and my second left me 130 yards. Our third shots both finished on the green the same distance from the hole. I left the putt short, and he misread the line. We both got par. Had I made birdie to his par, I’m sure he would have exploded.

Dave likes to tell everyone how far he hits the ball. And he does hit it well. But on the 16th, we arrived at our balls on the fairway, and I set up to hit the one that was about five yards shorter. I looked down, and it was his ball. “This one’s yours.” No return comment.

I don’t mind. I get a kick out the different personalities I meet on the course. I’ve met few people I hated to play with. Sometimes Dave gets to me.

Today, I got to him.

Altruism

Filed under: International — Bunker @ 12:35 pm

Sarah has posted something of interest at trying to grok. She is comparing the essence of the book Dark Star Safari to the situation in Iraq. The question posed is whether we can change a culture, or even want to.

Setting up the conditions for people to be free won’t work if the people don’t yearn for freedom. Similarly, setting up the conditions for progress won’t work if people can’t see the big picture.

I’ve pondered the same question.

I guess this is the factor in politics that interests me. I don’t like the political process. I don’t care much for career politicians. But the political process has absorbed much of what is our society and culture. Or, our culture and society have surrendered. The latter is far more likely. Too many people want the government involved in some small thing, and that expands daily once the government has its foot in the door.

I want to see our society and our culture separate from politics. That is the libertarian in me. I had a long discussion with a friend yesterday about the place of the Boy Scouts in this country. They are being shoved aside by people like the ACLU who see their reverence as a threat to the government.

But reverence is a sense of calm and acceptance of moral standards. It doesn’t have to be on-the-knees worship of a deity. Those values must exist in some form. My friend was adamant that the government could not force people to be subjected to any religious thought. I asked him what the Constitution said. “Well, it says no religion is allowed.” I asked him to quote it. He couldn’t, so I did. He walked away a little stunned.

And this is a man whose son is an Eagle Scout, and sees the value in scouting. Where has our culture gone in two generations?

The help-yourself mentality is losing ground in our society. Boy Scouts used to do all kinds of community projects. No longer allowed in many places. Might be a “separation of church and state” issue. Funny how people can quote this phrase written by Thomas Jefferson, yet ignore things like his words at the top of my site. Same man. Same sentiment. Misinterpreted.

Are we ready to be like the countries in Africa?

Definition

Filed under: Education — Bunker @ 5:27 am

Federal funding for all kinds of research pays great dividends. Sure. Much of the money goes to thing like boondoggles. Boondoggle is a term used often in the military. I haven’t heard it used nearly as much in the civilian world. RAMMER has.

The cost of water isn’t much and yet scientists keep getting grants to go on boondoggles to Sweden to keep reporters writing this sort of article. (By boondoggle, let me just say that the per diem for Stockholm is about $220 per day.)

This fits in nicely with my earlier post regarding fuel cell research. We could be spending that money on the development of nuclear power facilities which would actually accomplish something.

I have always been a Conservationist. I grew up hunting and fishing, learning to respect what nature offered. “Take nothing but photographs, leave nothing but footprints.” The Environmentalist movement has done nothing of net value in the world. Yes, they’ve had successes. But those have been balanced by the losses due to their interference.

When RAMMER can spend a few minutes doing a little research into the cost of water, you’d think the “scientist” doing research work at a university under a government grant could take those few seconds himself. Ah…but then there would be no reason for the government to continue funding his pet project.

Never mind.

August 20, 2004

Olympiad Athens

Filed under: International — Bunker @ 2:35 pm

As we all struggle through this election cycle, Ilana Mercer has an excellent piece at WorldNetDaily

The acme of athletic achievement, expressed in the immutable truths of speed, strength and skill, is uncontested. The charmed men and women gracing the podiums of modern Olympia are there for no other reason than that they are the finest in their fields. What greater contrast can there be between the Olympian, who powers himself to the pinnacle, and the politician, who drapes himself in the noble toga of idealism, in the famous words of Aldous Huxley, so as to conceal his will to power.

Competition, so hated by the far left, rears its ugly head. And guess, what. We like it.

Liberal Response

Filed under: Politics — Bunker @ 1:34 pm

While the shrub’s goons question Kerry’s honesty with outright lies like “Nixon wasn’t even president in 1968”, the Kerry campaign has produced new photographic evidence which should finally put this whole silly argument to rest.

Liberal Larry has obtained one of the highly-classified photos from the highly-classified mission.

World War IV

Filed under: International — Bunker @ 1:17 pm

It is simply coincidental, yet a little serendipitous, that Alex put together his essay Anti-Americanism in Part One, Part Two, and Part Three at about the same time as Norman Podhoretz published World War IV: How It Started, What It Means, and Why We Have to Win in Commentary.

Podhoretz’s article is far longer than anything I typically read on a monitor, so I printed it out and read through it at my leisure. Alex’s first part I linked to earlier. He writes from the perspective of someone who has lived in Europe, not simply visited as a tourist, or even living on a military installation and making weekend forays into the civilian population centers. Sarah can attest to the differences.

First of all, Podhoretz writes in unglowing terms about Nixon, Ford, Carter, Reagan, Bush 41, and Clinton. He has little good to say about Dubya’s first months in the Oval Office, either. Understand, this is all in relation to our responses to terrorist actions. He makes no comment regarding other areas of Presidential prerogotive.

But he is nearly absolute in his assessment of Dubya’s approach to things since 9/11. So, for those of you who immediately want to characterize him as a “chicken-hawk,” you can click that mouse button and ignore the rest of this post.

What he saw was a transformation. I think we all saw it. Some didn’t like it. Some still hate it. Others always will. The transformation I saw was what makes me an unapologetic Bush supporter. The 9/11 attack woke us all up, but he was the one politician willing to say the things that needed to be said. And he was willing to do the things which needed to be done. Still is. Still is. I see in him all the things I admire about Teddy Roosevelt and Harry Truman, who were viewed by “their betters” as a cowboy and a dullard.

Few, if any, of Truman

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