Thursday, April 26, 2007

Funny haha and Funny Queer

A successful rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife. She was determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little about ranching, so she placed an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand.

Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk.

She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied
she decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk.

He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours every day and
knew a lot about ranching. For weeks the two of them worked hard and the ranch was doing very well.

Then one day, the rancher's widow said "You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great. You should go into
town and kick up your heels."

The hired hand readily agreed and went into town on Saturday night.

He returned around 2:30 am, and upon entering the room, he found
the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine,
waiting for him.

She quietly called him over to her.

"Unbutton my blouse and take it off," she said.
Trembling, he did as she directed.

"Now take off my boots." He did as she asked, ever so slowly.

"Now take off my socks." He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots.

"Now take off my skirt." He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the fire light.

"Now take off my bra." Again, with trembling hands did as he was told and dropped it to the floor.

Then she looked at him and said: "If you ever wear my clothes into
town again, you're fired!"

Friday, April 20, 2007

Getting in on the Conversation

Over at the Dailygut, they’ve been discussing an article wrote by Mark Steyn where he called the student in the VT shooting less than men for not confronting the psyCho killer. I wanted to comment over there but they have this ridiculous comment length limit and I need spell check to make sure I don’t look like too much of an idiot.

I would like to go on record now and call Mr. Steyn a fool for stating that the students in the VT classroom were less than “men” and that they were more than children. I’ll explain the more than children statement first. All though I’m sure that most of the students were of legal age to be considered adults, I doubt that any of them had enough life experience to be called such. Age has little to do with the ability to act as an adult. What’s more is that experience that they lacked probably would have caused them to act differently. Those students had yet to live a life that wasn’t sheltered by teachers and parents. They were not on their own and the toughest decision they ever had to make was whether they were going to buy real food or get the ramen noodles and beer instead. To be able to react under a stressful situation, one most go through stressful situations and be forced to make a decision during that stress. I’m not talking about whether or not to study for a final. Nor am I talking about whether to cut the red wire or the blue wire. I’m talking about the type of stress that one is subjected to during training such as military, police, fireman, martial arts, or other activities that require decision making during times of stress. The one thing that you will hear a lot when some one interviews a hero is that they relied heavily on past training or experiences. These children did not have enough time in their lives to experience that. Yes at 19, I was more of an adult than these “children”. I had already gone through Army basic training, Airborne School, and Ranger Indoctrination Program. The largest portions of these training programs were to give you the ability to make decisions under high stress. This training gives you something to rely on when the “flight or fight” instinct kicks in.

The less than men part is particular egregious. No where in any of the combat training I’ve had, has anyone instructed me to rush an armed opponent if an avenue of escape was available. Some of you might say that there was no avenue of escape for some of these students, but I say in that split second when you realize you can’t run there is now zero opportunity to close the gap to the opponent and dispatch him before he shoots you. (It’s still not known whether people died trying to rush him or not.) If you wonder why a few students didn’t try to take him in a team effort, ask yourself how well you can get a few people to work as a team on something they’ve never done before when you have no time to plan or coordinate? The truth is even an experienced team of soldiers might not have been able to accomplish disarming an armed assailant without weapons. Actually, having been a trained soldier my first trained instinct when shots ring out is to get on the ground. Doesn’t sound very brave, does it?