The Panic Begins

After observing the news, and reading between the lines, it's beginning to look like panic is setting in with the those that took part in the attempted coup. Muellor retired, Comey is scrambling for face time, Brennan is appearing more insane, and Clapper knows his efforts to dismiss Barr's efforts are futile. When the numerous underlings begin to realize they are now cannon fodder, they'll be willing to trade jail time for information. Those they once feared are now feckless, and soon to be facing things they probably don't want to face.

I'm usually not severely vindictive, but these traitors don't deserve any punishment less harsh than death. It doesn't have to be painful, but it is necessary.

Memorial Day (Amazing Grace Bagpipes)

Setting the Bar

A former CIA officer was sentenced for selling state secrets for $25,000. The link describes the sentence, which is harsh, which it should be. It was a crime that deserves such punishment, and should set the bar for the results of Hillary's shenanigans. In my opinion, her punishment should be life in prison, or a harsher punishment.

Probably a Stupid Thing to Do

The mayor of London, who I personally feel is nothing but an ISIS sympathizer, doesn't think the President deserves a state visit.  That's he personal opinion, and since he's the mayor, it can only be determined that the city shares the same feeling.

I don't know how this will affect tourism, but there will be some repercussions. That, and more feelings of disgust for the United Kingdom. 

Newspaper Lightning

It all started around 10:30 last night. The power went off, which woke me, so I went outside to observe the weather.

I call it "newspaper lightning". The flashes are so often, you can read a newspaper. It happens rarely here, but it always signifies a weather event with strong thunderstorms.

There were storms all around, but we weren't having any rain. Radar showed a severe storm to the west, which was moving to the northeast. This meant it would miss us, so I went back to bed.

Thunder, heavy rain, and strong winds woke me at 12:30. Looking out the window only revealed heavy rain between the flashes of lightning. I rose, and started pacing the floor, while my wife did the same.

My wife used her flashlight to see out on the front porch. She commented about the roll up shade being in tatters, and soon exclaimed: "It's all over the yard." The wind picked at the shade ( which was rolled up and tied) and spread it like confetti into the yard.

It took about an hour for the storms to move on. With the end of the strong wind, I ventured onto the porch.

The rain gauge was at the top, so I knew at least five inches fell in the brief heavy rain. That meant the road to my house might be flooded, and going to work might be a problem.

I eventually went back to bed, only to be wakened at 5:00 am by the power returning. Looking out the window revealed a steady rain, so I prepared to leave for work.

I drove to the point where the road floods, and decided to return home. The half mile stretch was like a lake, and I couldn't see the depth.

So, now I'll wait until daylight to see how bad the road is flooded, and start reading the local news about storm damage. Hopefully, the weather forecasters are wrong about this all happening again this evening. I think we've had enough.