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<title>thoughts, thoughts, and lots of thoughts</title>
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<description>My thoughts in my time and my life.</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 21:14:36 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Governor State of West Virginia</title>
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Governor State of West Virginia
 
 
Friday night in Shirley West Virginia a pickup truck traveling at an excusive speed crashed thru my field fence, then struck a tree and bounced back into the State road. I witnessed the accident and watched as the driver and passenger climbed from the truck. The driver was a local 16 yr. old who is related to the so called County family that has been involved in committing crimes against me and my wife. I went to the phone and called the West Virginia State Police to report the accident. I returned to my porch and watched as his father and cousin came to retrieve the truck and gather up the evidence. As the local fire department came up the road they quickly took off dragging the truck up Sandy&amp;#39;s Run, with the fire truck chasing. They dragged the truck behind the house and informed the fire department that they couldn&amp;#39;t come on to the property. The fire Chief who is one of the families then called the Tyler County dispatch and canceled the call to the West...</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 21:14:36 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>MY HORSE</title>
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        You probably do not remember my horse as I do. You did not know that as he stood eating from the grain bucket less than 100 ft. from the neighbor&amp;#39;s front porch he was shot. You did not know that he was shot 10 to 15 times thru the stomach and intestines. That he raced away in terror to the upper meadow, where he collapsed and died. He did not understand why his life was taken. You probably did not know the Tyler County Deputy did not pursuer this, or the statement that if I did not forget this then it would become a misdemeanor crime and not the Felony it was. You probably were not present when a Tyler County Deputy said he was not going to arrest his family members for committing a crime against me. Then you were not there when the Tyler County Prosecutor stated that no one would be arrested for committing crimes against me or my property. Or the day the Tyler County Sheriff said I wasn&amp;#39;t welcome at the Sheriffs office. These facts have been held true to...</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 04:20:53 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>A Different Christmas Poem</title>
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 The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, 
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. 
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, 
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. 
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, 
Transforming the yard to a winter delight. 
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, 
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. 
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, 
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. 
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, 
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.     
 
    The sound wasn&amp;#39;t loud, and it wasn&amp;#39;t too near, 
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. 
Perhaps just a cough, I didn&amp;#39;t quite know, Then the 
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. 
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, 
And I crept to the door just to see who was near. 
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, 
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.      ...</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 19:02:18 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>HOG PEN SHOOTOUT</title>
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       I grew up in the mountains of Washington State and learned the values of my grandfather. Life took strong people and hard work to survive. Certain values were held as the way of life and these were taught to me. Later in life, I moved to the big city and people objected to my values. They were insistent that the law should handle any problems and I was wrong to defend myself. 
 
 
These ideas never seemed to work and I saw crime climb till it took over neighborhoods. When faced with this and the failure of police, I began to work on the problem without using violance. I found that embarrassing the drug dealers by making them publicly visible sent them packing to other areas. Most criminals or want to be&amp;#39;s have trouble dealing with psychological problems so I applied this too, and soon my neighborhood didn&amp;#39;t have as many problems as did other neighborhoods. 
 
 
When I moved to West Virginia to farm and get back to my beginnings, I brought...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 03 Nov 2006 02:55:00 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>THE END</title>
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       The night sky was clear, and bright with the light of a full moon, as he and his comrades crept across the field. This time he thought, this time they would put their query to the ground. This task had been a long and strenuous task for the last three years. Always something stopped them from achieving their goal, but to night would put this to rest. He glanced around to confirm the presence of his comrades, and check their positions. They need to do this right for they would not have a second chance this night. Mentally he went over the plan, and the tools that they would use to put this query down. Every one of his comrades carried their favorite weapon, and plenty of ammunition, all were dressed in their black clothing, with black ski masks. Had they been throughal enough, had they thought of everything, was there no chance for the query to escape tonight? He checked again on his comrades, some had not been as enthusiastic for this, but he had pushed and bullied them...</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 04:22:00 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>WANTING to LIVE</title>
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I ran for my life brushing past the tree trunks, dodging from shadow to slice of moon light, and back to shadows. I gulped air into my lungs straining to achieve more speed from my legs. The blood pumped past my temples, and the force told me of my heart beat. This was a race I hadn’t wanted, a race for my life. Behind I knew they were coming, their nostrils filling with my scent. I knew they would run me to the ground if I slowed. Faster my mind shouted, faster if you want to live. I ran into a clearing bathed in the moon light, lighting every thing like daylight. As the ground flew under my feet I saw the stream just ahead. The water might help; my Grandfather had once lost them by splashing down a stream. He had said the splashing water had covered his scent. I ran for the stream turning down stream. A few quick strides and I was splashing in the cold water. The water slowed my speed, but if it worked I would be safe. Then I could find a place to rest. I drove my...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 08 Sep 2006 04:46:00 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>SUCCESS</title>
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He hurried up the rise knowing that having left the road would shorten the distance of travel. It was his at last he thought and no one could take it away. No one knew how he had cheated and swindled to get this and now it was his, only his. The birds making noise were irritating to him; need to get someone to shoot those birds he thought. Second thought he would take pleasure from killing them. On he trudged moving with more force to get up the rise. The trees would bring him money he thought, to bad he would have to pay for the logging. Perhaps he could jake someone into doing it for free. Then he could just sit and count the money. He thought of the house and how it would become his new base of operation. People would have to make the trip to ask for his favors, and he would be able to enjoy their discomfort as they came to the house. Being able to observe them long before they arrived. Then saying no just so he could watch as they traveled the road going away. He...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 02 Sep 2006 03:47:00 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>WAITING GAME</title>
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 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My life has been filled with waiting and no one has payed for the hours of my life they have wasted by making me wait. The government offices, doctors, courts, stores lines, gas lines, ticket lines, all make me wait till they are ready, and never do they think of the minutes of my life which are passing by. If I were to charge for this lost time in my life, I could retire very comfortably.  </description>
<pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 19:20:49 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>PLUGGING THE DIKE</title>
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 The little dutch boy pluged the dike with his thumb, they built the Hover dam to plug the colorado. So if you want to stop the illegals, build the Rio Grandi canal. Its simple enough to hand out shovels, picks, and wheel barrows, to the illegals as you catch them. Then put them to work digging from the Gulf of Mexico to the Pacific ocean. At 1000 feet across, 200 feet deep no illegals will be coming across. At the end of two years service give them citizenship for their service. What we spend on pork projects would cover the cost&#039;s, and in the end we would have a canal to bring in money, and save time of travel for the shipping of goods. This would give us a good border, money in the bank and a way to end this problem of illegals. </description>
<pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 03:26:46 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>EDUCATION</title>
<description>postamble(); &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I do not understand why educators think they are paid to express their veiws. My understanding is that they are paid to teach their students the studies that they were hired to teach, nothing more and certainly not their veiws of the world. It does not make any sence that I would want my tax dollars going to some teacher who brings their veiws into the classroom. This is a position of great responsiblity, and trust that educators ask for. We do not thrust it upon them. So when I hear or see some so called educator expressing their veiws instead of the ABC&#039;s I feel betrayed in placing my trust in that so called educator. These educators need to be taught that we will not tolorate this behavor in our schools. That is right our schools not their&#039;s, our money not their&#039;s. If they can&#039;t accept that then they should not be trusted around our children. If a school accepts federal money then they come under our control and should be held to our standards not...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 03 Mar 2006 03:11:29 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>ECONOMICS of a MOLE RAT</title>
<description>postamble(); &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mole Rats blind little critters living below ground and prospering without the politics of Hillary or her associates. Never has there been a denouncing of the American way than what is publitized today. All in the name of political control by the few and enforced on the many. This cry for total control has climbed past representation of Americans to the level of it&#039;s mine and if you don&#039;t do as I say then I will take my power and sell it to the highest bidder. Who in their sencible mind would ever pay to hear people such as our so called representatives cry how it is all wrong and only they can make it right, just pass me the dollars. It&#039;s not only democrats, but republicans to who are chasing the dollar and forgetting about the representation of you and me. If they spent as much time in thoughtful thought as they do booking their speaches then I could see paying them their salaries. Time and again they are chasing dollars and pleasure while holding out...</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2006 17:47:05 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>PROTECTING THE RIGHTS</title>
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postamble();
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well once again some people have filed a law suit against a Christian thing. This time it is the&amp;nbsp;cross placed where Utah state troopers fell, in the line of duty. I understand that these people feel the cross infringes on their veiw, and the goverment should protect these people. So the question is how to protect these people&amp;nbsp;who are offended. Remove all of the objects that offend, at great expence then not allow such object&#039;s in the United States. Or remove the offended? This can be done with little expense to the tax payer. First remove the offended to a patch of NM, AZ, or NV sand. Then inform the offended that the United States, will not allow tv, radio, newspapers, magazines, or other material to be in their possesion. They are not allowed to have money, or a drivers license since these can be offensive. This space of sand is the only place they can be, so the United States can protect them, and their right not to be offended. Since they...</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 02:55:29 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>CHRISTMAS GOT LOST</title>
<description> &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I left the farm today, to do some Christmas shopping and to see the big city again. Since I left the big city five years ago, I seldom go back. But it&#039;s Christmas and some people will not be happy with a jug of home made syrup, or a jar of jam, so off to the city I went. The drive was nice, it takes about an hour, so lots to see. I was really antisipating the stores, people, and the Christmas lights. Yes the Christmas lights, these I first found when I was about eleven years old. When I was younger my grandmother always used ribbons, bows, and cones to decorate. The first stop was Salem WV, and as we drove into town you could see that they were doing their best to have Christmas lights. Salem is just a spit spot beside the freeway but they do have a Christmas there. To the bank we went, you always need money in the big city. As I sat in the truck waiting Santa Clause suddenly appeared and&amp;nbsp;walked up to the truck. He smiled and handed me two small suckers, saying...</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 05:09:50 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>DO I THINK</title>
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postamble();
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; People ask me what I think about things, and I express my thoughts. This time the question is Christmas restrictions. I do not understand why some people insist that the have some right to force their will upon everyone else. But today you find these people trying to use the courts to do their will, and as I know the rule of law can be used for just this purpose, and very effectivly. When you look at the picture of this drive you can plainly see that this is just a ploy by some groups to seize control of your life, by circumventing your right&#039;s for their rule. This type of control has been around for many years, and has been used successfuly many times in the past by Dictators, Goverments, and coporations to enforce their rule over the whole. A good example being used right now is the seizure of private property for finacial gains. This is an example, that is the same as you can not celebrate Christmas. This ploy will be used more in the courts as time...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2005 01:52:31 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>RUNNING FIGHT</title>
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postamble();
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well after many months and many court hearings, I now have a hearing for discovery. Now the prosecutor will have to turn over his information for me to examine, and then we can start the court procceses for examination and delays. Can&#039;t have a trial without full examination of all the evidence, and statements. 
 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; During the court hearings the prosecutor admitted that I couldn&#039;t have a peace bond, or restraining order, because it couldn&#039;t be enforced. &quot;Pardon me&quot; a peace bond, or restraining order is a court order, and can be enforced to the tune of money, and, or jail time. Only the criminals are personal clients of the prosecutor so he isn&#039;t in favor of the court orders, and will not submit them to the court. This hints at judicial misconduct, so I will be filing with the judicial reveiw board. 
 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now here is one you won&#039;t beleive. I filed a motion of dismisal of this case to the...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2005 03:08:09 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>PROGRESS</title>
<description> &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can accept that with approaching senility some of my skills and knowledge must atrophy, but it really gravels my craw that the many skills and much knowledge that I continue to possess in abundance have become obsolete.  
 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think I know now how those making buggy whips must have felt as they contemplated the coming of the automoble. They retained the skills and the knowledge; they just didn&#039;t have the buggies. 
 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Certainly it makes sense to get rid of old stuff that isn&#039;t needed anymore, but it also makes sense to not fix what ain&#039;t broken, especially when the changes leave old&amp;nbsp;country boys like me confused and disoriented. 
 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I feel somehow betrayed, as if the world had changed some time ago while I was nodding off. The new terms are a tad more descriptive, although one would have to be fairly obtuse to need an explanation of the old terms. The new...</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2005 04:58:39 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>SATISFACTION</title>
<description>  121 Court Street  
    Middlebourne, WV    
  26149  
   &amp;nbsp; 
  Sheriff Hupp:  
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     &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  This is in regards to the conversation we had on August 12, 2005, on the Sheriffs office porch in which you made the statement that all I ever do is complain, and that I am never satisfied. So let’s see what satisfaction the Tyler County Sheriffs office has given me!    
     &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  The first drug deal offered me in Tyler County was at the Floating Axehead Store in Shirley WV. Present at the time was one of your deputies who stood by as I was offered marijuana, then cocaine, in the course of the unsolicited offer of drugs it was explained to me that the dealer was protected by the sheriff’s office and if I dealt with the right persons I could get what ever I wanted. You had a problem the first time we met, with the fact that I carry tobacco in a plastic bag.    
     &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  When three assailants...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 03:54:39 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>SAVING THE COUNTY</title>
<description>The call came into 911 dispatch of TYLER COUNTY WEST VIRGINIA prompting the Tyler County Sheriffs office into action. Personal were scrambling, radio dispatches flying, the doors slamming as the sheriffs office responded and ran for the cars. Out of the sheriffs parking lot and onto Rt 18, then south towards Conaway Lake the sheriffs department raced. Dispatch kept contact and the&amp;nbsp;sheriff was on the lookout for the source of the call. Arriving at Conaway Lake a search of the area did not offer any answers. Someone told the sheriff to go south on Rt 18 and there the subject was aprehended. The subject was a BLACK male who was identified as a Sudan citizen. He was walking thur Tyler County on his way to the embassy in Washington D.C. to seek political refugee statis. The sheriff contacted the immigration dept. who knew of this man and told the sheriff to release him. True to the code that there are no blacks in Tyler County the sheriffs office transported the black male a distance of 44.82 miles, taking...</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2005 19:07:45 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>OLD FOOLS</title>
<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have politicians who act as if they are smarter than the rest of us. They lose all reality when they are in office, running to get their names in the papers or being on TV. In all reality they should spend their time doing better for the general population they are supposed to represent. The fact is, not only should they represent their states, but they should remember that all of the population is important not just their state. Lately they just seem more interested in vacations, travel, and parties, they seem to have forgotten the rest of us. Now to see themselves on TV they are demanding to know who the President is going to want on the Supreme Court. Well instead of getting on TV they should listen to what is being said by the President, he has not choosen or decided on anyone. All this demanding and talk on TV is just a reminder of what old fools they display themselves as. It is a constant reminder that the intelligent of&amp;nbsp;our representatives is constantly...</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2005 21:12:30 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>POLICE OFFICERS</title>
<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well I&#039;ve had some contact over the years with police officers and have found they all try to perform to a standard that they are taught. So when one of the officers goes to the effort of retribution it becames clear what his intentions are, this action is a black mark on all police officers. Who do you call for help when you can no longer rely on the police, do you now sit in fear of the criminals, and the police. This question has no answer when you can no longer trust the police to provide service with out becoming agressive in action because you might say or look like you did something. As for help, the only ones you can turn to is the police, and trust that they will conduct themselves in a manner that can restore your trust. It only takes one police officers to brake the barrier of trust, and begin the road to complete distrust of the officers. For me, I will from now on never talk to a police officer again without video taping the incident and having witnesses...</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2005 18:49:03 +0200</pubDate>
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