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President Trump’s and the democrats…. a mirror image of Wile E. Coyote and the Road Runner?

November 12, 2019
….most of us have at one time or another seen a Road Runner cartoon, where the Road Runner is consistently outwitting the coyote, well for some reason this had me thinking of President Trump and the attacks by the democrats.

The democrats are like Wile Coyote constantly devising new ways to destroy the Road Runner, never stopping to realize that trying to stop the President with lies and innuendos was just like the Coyote’s absurd methods of catching the road runner. For over the three years we have seen the democrats screaming collusion with the Russians to throw the election, then during those three years and millions of dollars for them to make tenuous links it seemed to me to be akin to a paid hit where one after the other those links proved there was no collusion.

Now with the next Presidential election less than a year away the democrats are throwing their ‘Hail Mary’ with an attempt to show the President illegally used his power to bribe the Ukrainian government into revealing information about any illegal past connection between them and former vice-president Joe Biden and his son. The democrats believe that ‘we the people’ are dumb enough that when we hear a lie over and over we will in the end believe it is true and if not they will no doubt drag this impeachment hearing on long enough that many will believe President Trump must have done something wrong so they will not vote for him.

So I ask you….
is it wrong for the U.S. to withhold rewards to foreign governments
who make secret backdoor deals
with the Quid Pro Quo being
a job for the vice-presidents son?

because the democrats can not find anyone to beat the President
they have tried every lie they can think of to defeat him
maybe it is time to say enough
vote them out
and realize we have a President that has
not only produced the lowest unemployment in decades
he unlike previous Presidents does not bow to foreign nations
and is
proud to be an American.

Veterans day

November 10, 2019

On this veterans day only five words are necessary……


My father during World War Two


Freedom is not free

I want to write….!

November 7, 2019

Looking closely one can see we are not smiling as much as grimacing from the “cool” Alaska air!

I want to write
….about the time my son and I drove the treacherous Dalton highway in Alaska to the top of the world. Thinking back to that moment when we stopped at the top of Atigun pass, (Alaska’s highest mountain pass), and thought it would be a great place for a picture. Only problem as you can see from our painful expressions in the photograph it was brutally cold atop that mountain.

I want to write
….about life in the ‘new world’ well my new world anyway. I know some would find it interesting that I could go from being comfortable at -20 to living at +98. Plus learning to adjust to living where your nearest neighbor was no more than 20 feet away when for decades they were over a mile away.

I want to write

….about fishing a crystal clear remote Alaskan stream so far from civilization that your phone and radio have stopped working.

I want to write
….about a government filled with people that because they lost an election are willing to spend tens of millions of tax dollars to tarnish the name of our President, just because they are afraid of loosing to him in 2020.

I want to write
….about a 73 year old body that refuses to act like it did only a few years ago in the wilderness of Alaska. A body that finds new and inventive ways to radiate pain all over its currently disintegrating frame.

I want to write
….about the thoughts that permeate this old man on a daily basis and are like a dark cloud blocking out the sunshine of a life in an earlier day.

I want to write  
….about the thousands of American citizens and veterans who are homeless and in need of medical help they can not afford and the millions of illegal’s crossing our borders every year who get both free housing and medical help.

And lastly

I want to write

about the frustration

of not being able to be physically a part

of my grandchildren’s lives

or to understand why

I worry every day

about my grown children

that they are safe and happy.

I want to write

but can’t break through the dark clouds


An Alaskan wolf tale…. redux

October 25, 2019

….it has been over 20 days since I last penned a blog posting and I am still lost in a fog of uncertainty. Yes I have started many postings as my desktop can attest but though the inspiration does exist for their creation that inspiration soon fades and despair takes hold as that fog embraces my mind. So because this incident marks a memorable occurrence while I lived and worked in Alaska and because I thought my old friends and new visitors may enjoy reading about my encounter with the wolf packs of Alaska I offer you a taste of the old ‘Pete’s Alaska’ blog, enjoy!

The illumination from the normally bright security lights was devoured by the thick cold fog and was unable to even cast a shadow from the horse corrals surrounding it. I sat, gun in hand, in the middle of the yard on my four wheeler trying vainly to keep watch on the fleeting ghost like appearances of the horses. It was reminiscent of an old black and white horror movie, with the dense fog pulsing in intensity and the nearby howls of starving wolves. At different moments and from different directions one loan wolf crunched down teeth bared would appear and as I fired…. it vanished as if it never existed.

I had worked for Les Cobb, at Lost Creek Ranch, as an assistant hunting guide for two years now and because he was away working at a gold mine he called and asked me if I could go out to his ranch and help his wife keep some wolf packs from killing his animals. I made the 130 mile journey out from Fairbanks to find his wife Norma looking exhausted from her nightly wolf patrol.

Normally wolf packs do not join forces to attack their prey but because of the numerous forest fires raging they had pushed a number of packs in the direction of the ranch. Add to that the fact that there was a good number of animals at the ranch and because the now starving wolves had all picked up the horses scent a number of packs had joined forces to go in for the kill. Norma had notified Alaska fish and game but they did not believe her when she told them that it was more than one wolf pack attacking her ranch, and would not send any people out to help keep them at bay. Apparently wolf packs joining forces to attack is relatively unheard of in Alaska.

So hear I sat at six in the morning, beyond tired, feeling cold and damp shooting at ghosts in the mist. I could tell day was dawning because the light from the security light now appeared even weaker as the fog itself brightened with the coming sunrise. I could now see maybe 20 feet away from my position and could clearly see the fencing surrounding the horses. Like anyone who stood guard for an entire night at times my fixed stair would cross over to an awaking sleep….

For some reason a colder than normal chill went down my spine and as I turned to ward it off I was shocked at the sight of a wolf not 5 feet away. In that instant the squalid, teeth bared wolf looked to be as big as a full grown bear and for that brief instant we both froze and just stared at each other. Yes I know not the actions one would expect from an Alaskan hunting guide, but with almost 24 hours of no sleep it could be expected.

Time seemed to be suspended and what surely was but seconds seemed like minutes before I raised my 357 and fired. In that same instant the wolf seemed to disappear and re-materialize on the bank of the stream 10 foot further away. I switched over to my shotgun and fired twice more as he headed down the embankment to the stream.The sounds of my firing brought Norma from the house and she arrived in time to see the wolf as he crossed the stream and melt into the dense brush.

We may have been disappointed

that no blood

or sign of a dead wolf was found

but we were content

that at least for another night

the animals of

Lost Creek Ranch

were safe.

President Trump…. sinner or saint?

October 6, 2019

….full disclosure I voted for him in 2016 because of his pride in America, the fact that he espoused to be a conservative and he said he stood for some of the same policies that I do.


In the keeping with that full disclosure thing I have to say I am tired and fed up with the crap that day after day is produced by the democratic party and then is echoed as truth by the left leaning media. I can not imagine what hatred exists in the hearts of those who from even before the 2016 election with the investigation into the link between President Trump, Russia and the election and now with more innuendo’s over a conversation with President Trump and the Ukraine’s president Volodymyr Zelensky, want the President removed from office.

The results of the former a more than two year money pit with absolutely nothing to prove a connection with the President and Russian election tampering. I say nothing but I am remiss because every single day there were thousands of news broadcasts and news articles proclaiming President Trumps guilt even without any evidence.

The results of the latter is that congress is opening an impeachment inquiry into the president because of a phone call (they say) where he “bribed” the President of the Ukraine to investigate one of Trump’s Presidential opponents in 2020 Joe Biden. But even though the President released a transcript of the conversation the democrats just like the last two years of investigations are ignoring the facts and now just want the word impeachment linked in the mind of every American voter.

President Trump
is definitely
no saint
after three years of lies and negative fiction
from the time he wakes up till the time he goes to bed
wherever he looks or listens it is all negative news about him
I know I couldn’t take it without a mental breakdown
so maybe just maybe
President Trump
does have the patience
of a saint.

60 seconds on global climate change….

September 21, 2019

Even though neither dinosaurs or people can stop the cycle of climate change that happens on our planet every 100,000 years or so, I would like to know who is behind using the millions of children to win support?

….though the marches and demonstrations were at times emotional it is once again time for (you) to step back and use your common sense to cut through the media hype and see the truth that there is another agenda influencing and financing this ‘global’ movement. I mean do you honestly believe a world wide movement was created because some 15 year old school girl skipped school to protest mans involvement in climate change?

Yesterday around the world old and young made their voices heard about global climate change. From marches and demonstrations to die-ins where people occupied important government offices and laid down on the ground in mock death to illustrate the danger of the intensifying change in global weather. In the UK some carried signs stating that the “fossil fuel era is over” and in Hong Kong there were signs that were carried by children some too young to understand what the sign meant when it read, “if we don’t act fast we will be extinct too”

common sense and research shows that….
Global climate change happens on the earth every 100,000 years
when our planet has an ice age
between those events the planet warms and the ice melts
like it is doing now!

People do effect and intensify climate change from:
the heat our bodies give off
the electricity we use at school, work or home
the fuel we use to drive our cars and buses

We will never completely divest ourselves of fossil fuels
like the fictional placard saying that fossil fuel era is over
until fusion reactors are common place.

…and unlike the child’s placard
we will disappear exactly like the dinosaur
if we do not accept and adjust to
our changing climate.


††††Click here to find out more about how our children are being used like when Seattle teenager Jamie Margolin, told the House Foreign Affairs committee “I want the entirety of Congress, in fact the whole U.S. government, to remember the fear and despair that my generation lives with every day,”

No blog postings lately…. now that is S.A.D.

September 17, 2019

A posting about nothing at all

….it was a little after two am, the snow beneath my feet not only reflected the color from the aurora overhead it echoed with the otherworldly crunch of ice crystals breaking at 34 below zero. I was making the quick transit between my cabin and generator shed and though I failed to notice the intense fluid green light show overhead I was painfully aware my pants were freezing solid and my lungs were starting to burn as I reached the shed.

For me it was just another January in the wilderness for most others it was just one example of S.A.D. (seasonal affective disorder). It’s ironic most people who have heard of the disorder S.A.D. think it can only happen in the far North and is directly related to the lack of sunlight. It is true my ‘nights’ in the cabin ran for 20 hours during deep winter and even when it was ‘day time’ in January the light outside was more like a sunset, but here I am experiencing a form of Texas S.A.D not because of darkness but heat.

Being a former smoker of almost half a century breathing the hot moist air for the past three months is like trying to exercise in a sauna, so instead of dealing with the discomfort I just stay in solitary confinement in my apartment. When you add to that the various other maladies people of my age are subject to you get the perfect storm of SAD Texas style.

So what is one to do about it? Lately nothing but lingering in bed and playing games on the computer. I mean why bother even writing about things happening around the world, after all I am preaching to the choir and my writing will not change one thing.

I mean do you truly think
my words will have any effect on:

† our congressmen and woman telling the truth

† these same congressman actually acting to benefit the public

† President Trump actually not tweeting insanity’s

† Our children acting morally instead of immorally

† People from other countries obeying the rule of law



Isn’t it?