Monday, July 30, 2012

Reported Attack Page!

leading_from_behind_miniter.jpgI first saw this story last May, but the source was unnamed and no one else followed up on it so I had my doubts, and then I lost the link. (Bad blogger!) Now the story is back in a new book by Richard Miniter, who still does not name the source. My hunch is Leon Panetta.
In "Leading From Behind: The Reluctant President and the Advisors Who Decide for Him," Richard Miniter writes that Obama canceled the "kill" mission in January 2011, again in February, and a third time in March. Obama's close adviser Valerie Jarrett persuaded him to hold off each time, according to the book.

Miniter, a two-time New York Times best-selling author, cites an unnamed source with Joint Special Operations Command who had direct knowledge of the operation and its planning.
"President Obama's greatest success was actually his greatest failure," Miniter told The Daily Caller Friday. "Leading From Behind," he said, traces the arc of six key Obama administration decisions, and shows how the president made them — and, often, failed to make them.
When I first clicked through from Lucianne's post to The Daily Caller's story I got this big scary warning:

daily_caller_attack_page_warning.pngYeah, right. Nice try, lefties.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Aurora Borealis over Crater Lake

Fluid-by-Design-300x199.jpgBrad Goldpaint of Bend, Oregon, captured the Aurora Borealis over Crater Lake during the early morning of June 17, 2012. Today's APOD, and more on his web site. He will also present an Introduction to Landscape Astrophotography Workshop on August 18th. That sounds like fun.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Readings from the Book of Barack

1 In the beginning Govt created the heavens and the earth. 2 Now the economy was formless and void, darkness was over the surface of the ATMs, and the Spirit of Govt was hovering over the land.

3 And Govt said, "Let there be spending," and there was spending. 4 Govt saw that the spending was good, and that it separated the light from the darkness. 5 Govt called the spending Investments, and this he did in the first day....
Read it all. David Burge, of course: iowahawk. Not to be missed.

(Via Prof. Reynolds; also indispensable.)

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Atlas Shrugged Part II

Just in time for the election. Will it sway any votes? Which way?

Monday, July 16, 2012

Too Clueless to Complain

Lumberjack wonders about that guy Barry told him about.

Friday, July 13, 2012


When I was a young boy with five brothers and sisters all getting ready for school at the same time my mother didn't have time to make us breakfast. She and Dad would get up before daylight and have theirs, and if you were up early she'd cook you a pancake too, but after seven o'clock we were on our own. She'd leave the griddle hot, the batter mixed and ready, a carton of eggs and a pound of bacon on the counter, but that was it. If you wanted it cooked you had to cook it yourself.

Years later I watched my young bride frying eggs. She had a lot of heart but you could tell she was green.

"Honey, why don't you let me cook breakfast?"

And for fifteeen years afterward I did, almost every morning. Pancakes, waffles, biscuits, crêpes; eggs over easy, scrambled with cheese, sunny side up; bacon, sausage, ham; blueberries, whipped cream, home made syrup and blackberry jam.

When the kids came along I had cheering section. First one up called the shots. What do you want for breakfast? Waffles! No, crêpes! With whip cream!

Those were the days, but they're gone now. The kids are grown, we're watching the carbs, and I rarely eat breakfast any more.

I miss it, though. More than the food I miss the challenge, the excitement. So when we were divvying up meals for the family campout — there will be fifty of us this year — I raised my hand and volunteered for Sunday breakfast. Not all alone, of course. Randy said he'd bring twenty pounds of bacon.

Monday, July 2, 2012

Leaving On Their Honeymoon

jon_and_lizzy_leaving_on_honeymoon_thumb.jpgLizzy and Jon left on their honeymoon today. They hope to camp in the redwoods tonight. Beyond that they will follow their noses and make new plans every day. We made them promise to text us each night when they stop.

After a beautiful ceremony at the church we hosted a reception for a hundred guests on our lawn. Leslie had prepared enough food for probably two hundred — when I opened the refrigerator the next day I met a solid wall of food — and we actually had a dozen bottles of unopened wine.

Special thanks to Barb and Ron and Sue and Tom who helped us to set up and tear down, and to Cheryl and Jolee and Teresa for everything, and to everyone who loaned us canopies at the last minute. We didn't get much rain but it was enough.