Cost of an Illness

I'm sick.  I fell like six feet of worn out carpet.  And no, I don't think that it's the C word.

I tried for an appointment with my favorite witch doctor, and was asked if I'd be satisfied with a telephone visit.  Sure, why not?

At the appointed hour Dr. Muay calls me and tells me I sound sick.  Well, really now.  I bite off a somewhat pithy rejoinder (after all, Dr. Muay is actually a good sort, and he's trying to help me) and tell him what's wrong, which is mainly a sore throat which showed up the day after I had my root canal.

Anyone got $1,500 they don't need or want?  If so, send it to me.  Note that I'm not bothering to list my mailing address - I know you bums too well.

Along with the sore throat I'm having trouble swallowing.  When I try and eat something, a portion of the thoroughly masticated content gets diverted into my nasal cavity, where it resides until I choke it out and down the hatch.  Try that with BW3 hot wings and see what happens.  By the time I spoke with Dr. Muay, I was on a liquid only diet.  This isn't as bad as it seems, as I have protein powder, a stick blender, and the ingredients for a milkshake.

But I still can't swallow anything remotely solid.  Added to that is the fact that I'm one of those people with a heightened gag reflex (one reason I'd make a lousy faggot) and I have a great deal of trouble taking pills.  Part of this is mental - I have a foreign substance in my mouth that isn't food and should not be taken internally - and part physical (gag reflex).

Dr. Muay nixes the C Amoxicillin 500 MG tablets that my endodontist prescribed, and calls in a prescription for Amoxicillin and Clavulanate Potassium Tablets, USP, 875mg / 125mg.  My drug dispensary of choice got busted last week, so I use my alternate: Walgreens.  I give it an hour, and Walgreens Pharmacy admits to having my prescription ready.  Well, hot damn.

Now keep in mind that I have trouble taking pills anyway, and right now it's impossible for me to reliably swallow anything except a liquid.  So I pick it up.  And...

Edited: Doctor calls out CDC and school board at school board meeting with truth!

Repeat after me: The government would never lie to me, a mere civilian, about something as important as a vaccination for the killer disease severe acute respiratory syndrome coronavirus 2 (SARS-CoV-2), AKA COVID-19.

Then I made the mistake of listening to this man, who is a medical doctor and has been to school and stuff.

Read at your own risk.  The author of this blog is not responsible and is a known opinionated something-ist who likes fast cars and faster women.

Note: The social media site hosting the video has shut it down for reasons best known to any intelligent person over the age of four.  I'm posting a link to a page that offers superior coverage of the speech and story.

Dr. Dan Stock's Presentation to the Mt. Vernon School Board in Indiana Over The Futility of Mask Mandates and Covid-19 Protocols 

Bucolic Independence Day

 I drove up to Wisconsin to visit old Shotgun Bob over the fourth.  His family lives a bit off the beaten path, as do the rest of the people in Rice Lake (Pop. 8,419).  I found it relaxing.

We went to two fireworks displays, one in Rice Lake, another in nearby Shell Lake (Pop. 1,300).  The people were nice and courteous to each other.  Children didn't tear around shrieking and screaming.  Likewise the adults kept their conversations to themselves.  Pedestrians and traffic mixed easily.

Rice Lake

Shell Lake

You know what I didn't see?

Request For Opinions and Information

 Before the censors take this digital rag off their platform on the grounds of immorality, I'd like to get one more provocative, insulting, and emotionally stimulating question out there.  Unfortunately I can't take credit for this one, but I wish I'd thought of it.

I was wasting time over at Filthie's Thunderbox (Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted) and was reading his missive You Didn’t Build That….  when I stumbled across this little gem in the comments section posted by an idle reader calling himself Stuart (no first name, no middle initial), who claims to be from Louisiana but is probably from South Dakota or someplace.

Before we go any further, heed the standard disclaimer: Not for the weak of heart or those with a thin skin.  Missives posted by your host Mad Jack are for entertainment purposes only, and any insults are deliberate and delivered with conviction.  Only two sexes are recognized; male and female.  Continue at your own risk, and don't say we didn't warn you.

What Day Is It?

 Hey Mad Jack, what day is it?

You have to ask?  Today, the fourteenth day of July in the year of Our Lord two-thousand twenty-and-one, is National Nude Day.

Anyone unfortunate enough to have seen me in the buff in the past, oh, say, thirty years, is not going to want to see a naked photo of me now.  That's not we're about here at the Shack.  What we want are red hot female hotties who are busy celebrating National Nude Day.  I'm confident that a cursory search of the Internet will turn up a few interesting photos for both men and women - the only two sexes I recognize.

So if you're the sort that we'd all like to see, don't hesitate to strip down to your beautiful smile and take a few selfies, which you can post somewhere and send me the link to.  Or, if you're the shy type, just send your celebratory efforts to MadJackRacham (@) gmail (dot) com.

Here's how!

A Bolt From the Blue

I'm religious.  I cheerfully admit to being a born again Christian.  I am also a work in progress.

All that said, I've often wondered just why the Lord doesn't take a more active role in the various activities in our world - then something like this happens.

An Unusual Encounter on Friday

I live across the street from a Dollar General.  It hasn't closed down as yet, in spite of the blatant shoplifting that goes on there.  Last time I was in the store, I watched a 20-something female walk out with a fully laden basket of merchandise - and the cashier said nothing.

I spoke with a young cashier some months back, a 20-something man of average athletic ability, who had pursued a shoplifter, caught the thief, and retrieved the stolen merchandise.  The district manager gave him a reprimand instead of a medal.  But I guess that's the way things work.

Today I needed a greeting card, so I got my ragged old self dressed for civilization, then debated taking my pistol.  I'm only going across the street.  What could happen to me?  Besides, I'm wearing nylon pants and the pistol tends to print.  And, well...

Your Bible and Your Pistol

These days I'm heeled wherever I go, and that includes inside my own home.  Because you just don't know what's coming at you over the rise.

Watch a Decisive Victory

I got this from the Prehistoric Naval Flight Officer, who highly recommended it.  As usual, he's understated the video content.

Have you ever had to deal with a public school board?  Have any of you ever met the conceited fatheads who are supposed to be serving on the school board, and keeping the best interests of the students and parents somewhere near the top of their list of priorities?

Ever considered... never mind.

Like Old NFO, I rarely post a video, but this one is rare.  Note the delivery as well as the content.

Thanks Joe!

 My thanks to Joe, Kamala.  If fuel wasn't so expensive, I might be able to spend that excess money on food, shelter, or clothing.

 

But since I'm an ancient white boomer - it don't fuckin' matter.

Wuhan Flu: In Theory and Practice

I read Sarah A. Hoyt every so often.  Usually I just take a look at what she's written and skim it.  Sarah is a prolific writer with an I.Q. that's a solid 40 points above average (maybe more in these diverse days) and an education that far surpasses anything you can get inside most classrooms in the U.S. of A.  With all that, she's often a bit deep for me.  I'm more of a Fred Reed sort.  All that being the case, Sarah hit an infield homer the other day.  I've been meaning to write about it, but I got sidetracked somehow.

So here we go, complete with the standard disclaimer.

A Few Complaints

Today I was picking up a few items at the Dollar General across the street from my home.  While I'm standing in line a teenager and her boyfriend walk out the door with a full hand-basket of items.  They didn't pay for anything and the clerk wouldn't pursue them or demand payment.

We now have Olivia Kurtz and Ty-Sean Finch, both of whom are on the dark side of the lawn.  No arrests have been made.

Standard disclaimer: The thin-skinned, SJWs, or members of any racist civil rights group should take one milligram of Xanax and wait thirty minutes before continuing. 

Black Power Demonstration

I grew up in the 1960s and remember a few events with clarity.  The Cuban missile crises, the civil rights riots in major cities, the desegregation busing, the voting rights laws, the protesting by college students who screamed about the inherently evil establishment while being supported by their parents... these were turbulent times.

We also had the Weathermen, the White Panthers, and the Black Panthers, all of who were violent groups.  Now we have this crap, and I'm beginning to wonder if there's some truth to organized violence on the horizon.

One More Dead Teenager

We've got another one on the dark side of the lawn in Columbus, Ohio.  I'm using this shooting as an example of what happens in the city of Columbus, Ohio's State capital.

Standard disclaimer and warning: There are no microaggressions here.  I'm moving right along to blatant insults and racial slurs.

This Just Ain't My Day

To begin with, I'm frustrated.  I'm assembling a novel, and the pieces don't fit - and they should.  I started around 9:00 AM and gave up at 11:00 AM EST.  I decided to go for a bike ride.

Standard disclaimer.  I'm not looking for sympathy, which I can find on my own and we all know where.  I'm telling anyone who cares to read about it that I'm having a really crappy day.  My detractors, such as Migraine One and her SJW friends, will love reading about this one.

The Cost of Peace

I enjoy reading Glen Filthie over at Filthie's Thunderbox (Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted).  Given the specified parameters, don't ask me what I'm doing there.

The other day (Wednesday, May 19^th, 2021) Glen posted a rambling, disorganized, but somewhat cogent missive on government expenditures, government funded benefits, and howler monkeys during mating season.

I found his missive inspiring, and so posted a reply.

I was so impressed with my own efforts (I'd been drinking), that I copied my short essay, did some judicious editing, and posted it here.  Read it as it amuses you to do so, with the usual warning and disclaimer - void where prohibited, no deposit no return, the sleeves will ride up with wear, and thin skinned SJWs and affiliated moonbats should be offended to the point of mandatory psychiatric treatment.

Civil War II

I often read Peter Grant, the Bayou Renaissance Man.  Peter is a man I'd call well read and well traveled, and I respect his opinion.

However-comma...

Keep reading if you like, with the usual caveats about mileage and sleeve length, and the customary warning to thin-skinned politically correct moonbats, SJWs, and various other left-wing organizations.

Shooting in Columbus Update

I wrote about the Ma’khia Bryant shooting yesterday, then I found an update today which justifies the use of deadly force by officer Nicholas Reardon, courtesy of Resist The Mainstream.

Shooting in Columbus, Ohio

In the latest news, Derek Chauvin has been found guilty of unintentional second-degree murder, third-degree murder and second-degree manslaughter in the death of George Floyd, so now we can all go home.  Right?

Death and Confusion

Or confusion and death, as the case may be.

This isn't news, however it's a starting point.  On April 11^th, 2021, Daunte Demetrius Wright was pulled over for a moving violation - expired plates and an object dangling from his rear-view mirror (an air freshener, not that it matters).  Both of these are illegal in the State of Minnesota.  The arresting officers ran his license and discovered that Daunte Demetrius Wright had a warrant out for his arrest.  They (being three police officers, one young male, one elderly looking male, and one middle aged female) put the perpetrator under arrest.  Not wanting to go to jail, Daunte resisted the arrest and got loose, then got into the driver's cabin of his car.  Officer Kimberly Potter shot him - one shot, one discharge from her sidearm.  Daunte managed to drive about 500 yards or so before his car crashed.  Not surprising as he'd bled out and was DRT.

Now the fun starts.