Out and About
Finally, after week after week of cruddy, rainy, cold and/or windy weather, I awoke from my nap just after dawn to find a lovely morning Out There.
Perfect flying weather, thought I, so I grabbed my trusty micro Aeronca Champ, my transmitter in its case with some freshly charged single cell batteries, and headed out. It wasn’t long before I felt the gusty breeze and saw the treetops tossing a bit that told me there would be no flying…a 1.3 ounce aircraft just doesn’t fare too well in a blustery wind, and given that it was my first outing of the season and I’m out of practice, I wasn’t about to risk injury to the plane.
No worries, I was out on a pretty day for the first time since late autumn. This was no time to squander it by returning home, so I pressed on to the bowling alley’s parking lot a mile away. Once in a great while the air warmed by the sun will counterbalance the system driving it to yield a net calming of the wind but today it only increased the wind’s velocity and the air’s instability. Big whoop…I was OUT, and it was glorious.
I spent an hour or so soaking up sunlight and feeling the free wind on my face, remembering that this was just a taste of what I’ll be able to experience once I’m freed from confinement. While there I experienced a reminder of why I like Tennessee so much; a nice older lady driving by stopped to inquire if all was well and if I needed any help. That’s honest human nature at work…she stopped because she wanted to, not because anyone had coerced or pushed her into doing so. Yet again I was confronted with another reminder that Americans are some of the most giving and helpful people around, giving the lie to our dismal coerced ‘charitable’ Welfare State that extracts resources from productive people at gunpoint to give itself the appearance of altruism, while even more wealth is stolen from ordinary people to continue America’s perpetual wars of aggression in the Warfare State.
This led me to thoughts of another captive, Sergeant Bowe Bergdahl, the American POW I’ve written about before. Does he have days like I did today from time to time on nice days in Afghanistan? Does he wonder when he’ll quit being used as a political pawn so he can go home and get on with his life? I feel a lot of affinity with Bowe; the circumstances couldn’t be more different, but with all of the parallels I can’t help feeling some empathy for a man who’s lost four years of his life to captivity.
Unjust imprisonment sucks, pure and simple. Americans to a great degree have been held captive by the many schemes, scams and other dirty work foisted upon them by the arrogant elites, even when they aren’t physically restrained as I’ve been. I really would like the opportunity to get out of my fix and do what I can to reverse these crimes against my fellows. I’m trying my best from my desk, but four years of being stuck is having its effect; without the ability to get to work facing these people and communicating with the public it’s slowing me down and draining more precious energy I can’t afford to waste. Some days I feel sludgy, almost as if I’m trying to swim in pudding.
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