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While trying to clean out some out of date drafts in my behind the scenes blog stuff, I came across this post, dated 16 June. Why I never hit publish, I have NO clue, but considering the circumstances at the time, I suppose it’s understandable. So, I’m going to hit publish now. If a few things are out of date, so be it. We’re still screwed either way if we continue on the path that we’re being dragged.
I’m fairly sure that most thinking people have noticed we no longer have a Constitutional Republic. They haven’t exactly completely done away with the Constitution, but what’s the point of having one, if those who are sworn to uphold it are constantly violating that oath? We might as well just go ahead and say it….our elected officials are following the tenets of Karl Marx. We have a president who rules by executive order, ignoring the will of the people. We have a Congress that passes bill after bill, that go no where, because we have a Senate led by the most incompetent boob known to man, who won’t allow any bills put forth by the House controlled by the ‘opposing party’.
1. Abolition of private property in land and application of all rents of land to public purpose.
Through the actions of the EPA, the Department of Land Management, and other unelected bureaucrats, we have pretty much lost the freedom to do what we wish with land we have bought and paid for with our hard earned money. A prime example would be the town of Tombstone, Arizona. After a devastating fire, torrential rain, and mud slides, they needed to repair the town’s municipal water supply. You know, that water that comes out of your tap when you turn a knob, or when you flush the toilet. Obama’s EPA has decided the town has to apply for a federal permit to make the necessary repairs. Seriously? Don’t the towns people pay the bills for this service….to the city? Why would an unelected federal bureaucracy have any say in the matter? In direct violation of the 10th Amendment, the EPA has decided they have control over who does what, where. Now they have decided if water runs through a ditch on your land, they own it. If it rains real hard, and you have water running through a gully, it is under their jurisdiction, and they have the right to prevent you from stopping the gully washer. I guess that means we can’t find a way to stop the flood that gathers in our front yard every time it rains, that has managed to kill the grass. If it rains, and creates what looks like a swamp, you don’t have the right to drain it, or prevent future flooding. Nowhere in the CWA does it state that the feds can confiscate, or regulate, what a person does with their own land to prevent erosion, or flooding. I’m sorry, but I can’t see my brother in law captaining a barge through our front yard.
2. A heavy progressive or graduated income tax.
Have you read the tax laws? As of 2010, there were 71,684. The people who write this garbage don’t even understand it, yet we, as lay people, are suppose to follow their ‘rules’? If my memory serves, the previous Revenue Act of 1861 was a temporary measure to fund the War of Northern Aggression. The 16th Amendment was shoved down the throats of the American people, and here we are, 99 years later, with an ever increasing burden on We, The People, in direct violation of several sections of Article 1 of the U.S. Constitution. If you can think of something the government does NOT tax, please let me know, because wracking my brain trying to think of something, ANYTHING, that doesn’t have a tax attached to it, in some way, shape, or form, has caused a raging headache. Yes, they even tax the air we breath. Oh, they call it a fee, or a fine, or some such thing, applied to companies, which support another unelected federal bureaucracy, but it’s still a tax, no matter what they call it.
3. Abolition of all rights of inheritance.
It’s called the ‘death tax’. Evidently, the government doesn’t take into consideration that a family farm (or any family run business, for that matter) may have large assets on paper, but in reality, this is equipment, etc., that is used in production of the food we eat. No liberals, food does not just appear out of nowhere on your grocery store shelves. When the farmer dies, the family is taxed for him/her dying. Wait a minute, didn’t said farmer already pay taxes on his property, including the equipment he used to grow said crop, or animals? Isn’t this double taxation, and isn’t that unconstitutional? The family farm has become endangered BECAUSE of the ‘death tax’. The family has to sell off the assets, equipment, land, etc., to pay taxes just because the farmer had the audacity to up and die. Families aren’t allowed to pass on their gains from their hard work to their children. The government evidently believes it is entitled to the proceeds of someone else’s hard work.
4. Confiscation of the property of all emigrants and rebels.
Do you have the audacity to oppose the actions of the federal government? Be prepared to forfeit any property you may have. Shoot, even if you are a major Obama supporter, but say something he, or his minions don’t like, there’s a chance you’d get your property stolen. Hey….they’re planning on stealing more of your income starting January 1, 2013, so what difference does it make if they take your home, your car, or anything else you paid LEGALLY earned money to acquire. Recent actions by the DoJ is a glaring example of just how corrupt, and anti Constitutional the government has become, especially under the Obama administration. In direct violation of the 4th Amendment, and probably some of the 5th Amendment, the Holder Department of ‘Justice’, no doubt, at the direction of the current resident in the White, has confiscated somewhere in the vicinity of 2.5 BILLION dollars worth of private property. The innocent have suffered at the hands of this regime, not just the guilty. If the guilty suffer, I don’t give a flip. Unless the way it was gone about was unconstitutional. THEN, I DO give a flip….many flips!
5. Centralization of credit in the hands of the state, by means of a national bank with state capital and an exclusive monopoly.
The Federal Reserve has nothing to do with the federal government, yet it is a dot gov. It is privately owned by privately owned banks. The voting majority of the board is appointed by the POTUS. Why it has the power to regulate interest rates, etc., is beyond me. In Article 1, Section 8 it states: “To coin money, regulate the value thereof, and of foreign coin, and fix the standard of weights and measures;…“ I don’t see anything in the Constitution that gives authority to a group of private bankers to regulate diddly. I am far from an expert on the Fed, but from what I’ve read, and my small understanding, we have got an entity that is owned by private banks, that regulates, and basically OWNS the U.S. Treasury. How is this not a ‘national bank’, that has a monopoly?
6. Centralization of the means of communication and transportation in the hands of the state.
Think the Federal Communications Commission, whose purpose is to issue licenses for radio and/or television stations. Preventing the overlap of stations is a good thing, which on occasion, they have failed miserably. That ‘bleeding over’ is one of the more annoying things when you are traveling, trying to find a decent station on your vehicle’s radio. Giving unelected officials the authority to issue a license for your radio station if you don’t happen to agree with their agenda is a very dangerous power, and should NEVER have been given to a ‘central government’. The beloved Transportation Security Authority has made travel for everyone a total nightmare, but hey…they’re keeping us all safe, right? I mean, after all, when a 5 year old is groped by TSA agents, don’t you feel safer? Never mind those who actually WANT to blow up planes (aka Muslims) and murder innocent men, women, and children. When airports HAVE to apply to the inefficient federal agency to get rid of the inefficient federal agency so they can hire a private security firm, that is typically 100% MORE efficient, there is something really out of whack!
7. Extension of factories and instruments of production owned by the state; the bringing into cultivation of waste lands, and the improvement of the soil generally in accordance with a common plan.
Two words…. General Motors! Then there is the numerous executive orders, including the one signed in March by the U.S.’s head Marxist, giving the POTUS the authority to take over any, or all, resources, in the the name of ‘national security’. Authority for this total takeover of all national resources is granted with nothing more than the writing of a single statement that claims these actions are necessary to “promote the national defense.” Uh…yeah….right.
8. Equal obligation of all to work. Establishment of Industrial armies, especially for agriculture.
It doesn’t look like it, with all the millions of people out of work, but with so many dependent on the government for their sustenance, there is an ‘army’ being created. An army of those who don’t want their ‘free ride’ to end, and will likely do whatever it takes to stay dependent. And while you’re at it, read Sec 5210 (page 496) of that fiasco called ObamaCare.
9. Combination of agriculture with manufacturing industries; gradual abolition of the distinction between town and country by a more equable distribution of the population over the country.
Take a gander at the U.S. Department of Labor website. Under Bureau of Labor Statistics, there is an Occupational Outlook Handbook – Urban and Regional Planners.
Urban and regional planners develop plans and programs for the use of land. They use planning to create communities, accommodate growth, or revitalize physical facilities in towns, cities, counties, and metropolitan areas.
Interesting. Shouldn’t the people who actually LIVE in such areas plan what goes where? What about the people who actually OWN the land? Those who worked hard, made a decision, bought land, paid the bills, and all the taxes required….isn’t it up to them what will be done with their land? Not according to the numerous federal bureaucracies.
10. Free education for all children in government schools. Abolition of children’s factory labor in its present form. Combination of education with industrial production, etc. etc.
Where to start!?! Ok, I have no problem that the ‘children’s factories’ were abolished. Kids should be kids, not worker bees. Considering the times back then, it was understandable why so many children went to work in factories. It was called ‘feeding the family’. Mom, dad, brothers and sisters were all needed to contribute so the family could have a roof over their heads, and food on the table. They didn’t live well, or long, for that matter. I don’t think many of us today could have survived in such conditions. The words ‘spoiled rotten’ come to mind.
Now, the ‘free education’, which isn’t free, has become what was intended….indoctrination centers. Glossing over true history, preaching fabrications like ‘global warming’, the theory of evolution, etc., as fact, and why the blazes can’t these kids read, write legibly, add, subtract, multiply and divide without a machine? Why aren’t they able to actually think? Why is rational thought, being able to work out a problem in their own heads, no longer required? Kids parrot what their teachers tell them, and seem incapable of disputing the ‘facts’.
….there could still be seven of ‘em! I had hopes, after a few days of their absence. I should have known better! You’ll notice, of course, that Mrs Peacock has returned as well. sigh….
I HATE THOSE FREAKIN’ BIRDS!
There’s nothing like an uninvited guest on a regular basis. I just happened to glance out the kitchen nook’s window, and caught a snippet of some color that is not part of the deck. Yep…there he was…all snuggled up and comfy. Once he got a look at me looking at him, he evidently thought I was going to come tearing after him. Pfft! This ol’ woman doesn’t go rushing off after stupid birds on only 4 hours of total sleep. In other words, I’m flippin’ tired! And I’m really tired of chasing those darn birds!
I noticed that Mr Peacock was all by his lonesome. Where was the Mrs? No where in sight!
The way I’ve figured it…as long as they stay on the back deck, where they can no longer do damage, we won’t have a problem with them. They seem to like our deck, snuggled up in the shade. Once they go around to the front, where we are working hard to spruce the place up, and start their dance of destruction, we WILL have a problem, and eventually, will deal with their invasion!
But I STILL HATE THOSE FREAKIN’ BIRDS!
It started out as a reasonably pleasant morning. A bit chilly for my tastes, and had to turn the heater up, but other than that….no problem. Well, I could have used another hour of sleep. After yesterday…a humdinger of a Monday, the extra hour might have improved my frame of mind. It really is the pits when you stick yourself in the eye with mascara, then dump a full cup of Dr Pepper all over the place at the ladies meeting. sigh…
I went to get my last cup of coffee, and lo and behold…………….
Will it never end? Will our lives be consistently plagued by them? Will I ever catch that evil fowl, and snatch those tail feathers off his hind end?
Then, I looked up, and TA DA! They evidently didn’t believe he was serious about them vacating the premises. EVIL! Just plain EVIL!
So, it was time to do the ‘infamous ol’ broad peacock dance’….which entails me hobbling behind them, doing my best to herd them towards home. Not the easiet thing to do, lemme tell ya! We went around the house. We went across the yard. We danced through the field, several times, when finally, I do believe the male, at least, got the message. There would be no eating of recently potted flowers for them! At least, not today….so far. He waddled himself back down the hill towards home.
The female, on the other hand, not the brightest of God’s creatures, thought it might be fun to play hide and seek around a tree. First, we went one way, then we went the other way..round and round. Stupid bird! Eventually, I suppose she decided she wasn’t going to win this game, and headed off after her mate. Wise decision!
Have I mentioned recently…..I HATE THOSE FREAKIN’ BIRDS? Well, if not….
I HATE THOSE FREAKIN’ BIRDS!
Things You’ll Need
Bird cleaning tools
1 Acquire a peacock. There are several ways to get your hands on a good roasting peacock. Sometimes farmers sell their peafowl at livestock auctions. While this may be a hit-or-miss scenario, it may be worth checking out a local livestock auction. Otherwise, check online for peacock or poultry/pheasant dealers. If you can locate a company online, there’s a great chance that you can also order a peacock online or by phone.
Well now…. acquiring said foul fowl might not be such a problem at all!
As per my normal morning routine, I stagger into the kitchen with the intent of getting the coffee going, in the hopes that I’ll have at least one eye opened in short order. Naturally, all the cats followed me and took up various positions, one on the couch, one crunching some breakfast and two sitting at the window, with Mr Spot doing his occasional patting at the window when something is out there. Like he can dig his way out to get it? Heh. I figured it was one of the dogs that tends to wander around on regular basis. So, while the pot is filling up, I go to see what had his and Chubs’ interest.
So…after the Mr chased ‘em off, what did they do? Why, they had to come around to the front, where I had just spent a small fortune on new plants and flowers to put on the porch. Previously, they had destroyed every single plant I stuck in a pot, along with the pots, or plopped in the ground. Nearly $500 worth of damage! And I’ve yet to see a dime from their owner! I wouldn’t have bothered this year if I had thought they were back. Well, not the originals, because….heh….they all went to peacock heaven! Want some feathers?
So, you’re asking…why not just take these out as well!? Well, I’d like to give the guy a chance to keep his evil fowl …. on HIS property. If not, then, I reckon we’re going to add to our collection of peacock feathers! Hopefully, if we do have to send them off to wherever peacocks go when they’ve been blown away, the male will still have all those feathers attached. :evil: Hey…he’s the one who told me to shoot ‘em if they kept coming around! I took him at his word!
It is not amusing to see a short chubby ol’ woman, with a bad heart and a fake knee flying out the front door in her jammies, chasing those evil creatures away from my flowers! Thank goodness the Mr didn’t have a camera in his hand! We went all the way around the house….big evil, followed by little ol’ woman, followed by the girlfriend, who had the gall to squawk at me! HUMPH!
I finally got them headed in the direction of home, and thought that was it. I waddled m’self back into the house, sat down, look up, and who is looking back at me? GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! So, we had to do the Peacock Dance….again!
I HATE THOSE FREAKIN’ BIRDS!
Gonna give the man a chance to save this one. If he doesn’t, we’re going to add to our peacock feather collection! (insert appropriate peacock hating words here)
Tell me I did NOT hear peacocks when I was outside a few minutes ago! I HATE THOSE FREAKIN’ BIRDS!
Unfortunately, I also found the kittens I had thought were carried off by coyotes or some such. Sigh… They’re all in a pile, playing in what use to be the flower bed on the side of the house. That puppy seriously needs to be cleaned out, so said kittens will go away? One can only hope!
I’ve said it before! I’ll say it again! I HATE THOSE FREAKIN’ BIRDS! Luckily, I saw him BEFORE he got up on the porch to crap all over the place.
Looks like the ‘neighbor’ got all those great tail feathers before we could send Mr Bird to peacock heaven and strip his hinder. Heh. Just as well.
Minding my own business, warming up my cup of coffee, I glance out the front window, and what do I see???
Well, naturally, me being me, I have to ‘discourage’ that stupid bird from coming up on the porch, so off I go, in my jammies and a pair of flip flops. Jammies, not a problem. Flip flops? Not such a great idea. Did you know that grass is still damp even at 10 in the morning? Well, it is at our house this morning. And it needs to be cut too. The taller the grass, the more wet my jammie bottoms got, and since I never went out to rake the last time it was cut, naturally I get covered in grass clippings. All because of that stupid bird!
Cool tail feathers, eh? heh heh heh I have been very hesitant to let the Mr shoot him, since it’s the “neighbor’s” very last one. Can’t imagine what happened to the other six.
I finally convinced him he didn’t really want to be over here, I think. While I was out playing peacock chaser, I came across this, that looked a whole lot cooler in person than it does in the picture.
Just in case ya can’t tell, that’s a spider web, all covered in dew. While I detest spiders, they sure do make some cool webs!
Oh, and by the way……I hate that freakin’ bird!!!!
Some people are too stupid to live. I’m guessing our “neighbor” is one of them!
Ick and Short person left this morning, after much hard work on Ick’s part. I was sitting here, enjoying the quiet, minding my own business, look up and see……….a bird, crapping on our walkway. Now, normally, this wouldn’t be an issue, birds do it all the time, and it’s just part of nature. HOWEVER, after the infamous Peacock War, I didn’t expect to ever be chasing after THIS again!
Now, after the “neighbor” told us if his birds bothered us, to just shoot them, why on earth would he get another one of those stupid birds?????? Did he forget what he told us? Does he want us to shoot this one too?
Nice tail feathers, but honestly, I’ve got a whole bucket of the things sitting in my garage right now from our previous encounters with those stupid peacocks. I don’t want any more! Not sure what to do with the feathers I’ve got! But I’ll be damned if I’m going to spend all my time chasing after HIS stupid birds and cleaning up after them!
Hmmm….. I wonder if I have the patience, or inclination, to wait till I can gather up a sack load of HIS bird’s crap and present it to him, along with his damn bird’s carcass? Minus the tail feathers, of course!
After the last couple of days, I really could have used a break. But what do I see this morning when I get up? A really stupid bird greets me, pecking at silk flowers, on the front porch.
I stopped taking care of the real flowers when my knee started crapping out, so what better way to have some color? Silk ones! Well, evidently, this bird is too dumb to know the difference.
I keep wondering what Mr Spot would do if he ever actually got a hold of that bird. He sure does have a great time attacking the window though. Obviously, he’s not in attack mode here, but he was. Guess he got tuckered out pretty quick, since he hadn’t had breakfast yet.
Honestly, it was just a tad too nippy for me to go haulin’ out the door, in my jammies and bunny slipper to go chasing him…not to mention my knee isn’t quite up for that kind of joyful activity.
Since our “neighbor” wouldn’t control his excessively pooping peacocks, we decided to help him out a bit. His goats have been another story. He did manage to fix his fence last year, but evidently, not very well, since we’ve had a few visitations in the past couple of weeks.
Now, seriously, I wouldn’t mind them staying out in the weedy areas. Great lawn mowers in a way. But if we don’t run ‘em off, they tend to get into the stuff we spent money on to have planted, and they killed 3 of my magnolia trees. Not to mention numerous other plants and flowers. Which by the way, for which said ‘neighbor’ never did re-emburse us.
I managed to hobble out there, cane and all, and shoo ‘em off. At least for the time being. Did you know that canes don’t work too well on soft ground? The off and on rain from the recent hurricanes and tropical storms did manage to water the grass quite a bit. And that’s the ONLY time this dirt has been soft. Just ask the Mr! :) The stuff is like concrete most of the time.
Oh yeah, back to the goats. I’m thinking a big ol’ goat roast might be in order if Mr “neighbor’ doesn’t fix his fence…….again.
Honestly, I thought he was dead…..gone to the great peacock world in the sky! Perhaps that was seriously wishful thinking on my part. Well, now he’s up on the roof, crapping all over everything, pecking around, getting on my nerves.
Yes, I know. Shoot him. But in my current lack of sleep condition, do ya really think that would be such a wise move on my part? Naw….didn’t think so either!
I REALLY hate that bird, and all his little birdies that ‘went’ before him!