I too have seen the rain. Welcome home Brother Jim.
We were there when we were needed. ~ J.B.
Victory!: It’s a Good Day to Die
“In the beginning of a change, the Patriot is a scarce man and brave, hated, and scorned. When his cause succeeds, however, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a Patriot.” ~ Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)
If the Heavenly Father should choose to call me home this day, no one can say that I haven’t been involved with the fight. And on this day, we have come out the victor in a major battle with the United States of America, Inc., for by this hour on Thursday night, the United States Senate voted in favor of Senate Bill (SB) 2554, commonly known as Arming Pilots Against Terrorism and Cabin Defense Act of 2002.
Three days after the attacks of September 11th, 2001 Continue reading
I have watched this story all week long and it makes me sick. I’ll not recant the saga – if you don’t know it by now – you never will. Yet this morning, I went to one of my normal trap lines and came across the Divine Profit Osteen’s * latest variation on his story of turning away people from his Lakewood Church in Houston – people who were seeking safety.
Oh – you’ll want to see the complete photo essay that accompanies the written word. God knows Houston can handle this. Oy Vey!
And it all reminded me of the circus surrounding Jake and Elwood you know – the Blues Brothers!
* Reference to the not so-good ‘Profit’ – not the Prophet.
What will be the Consequences?
Since President Trump (it’s nice for the first time in over eight years to be able to say that word, ‘President‘) signed his Executive Order dealing with the blockage of ‘refugees’ from 7 Nations – all hell seems to have broken loose… and it’s about time, BUT…
Deportations which have been getting swept under the rug for years, if not decades are beginning to happen, yet no thanks to the 9th Circuit Court – unvetted, questionable individuals are being allowed to not only enter the country, but to come and go as they please. Who are they? What are they? What do they represent? What do they REALLY want? Continue reading
With today’s offerings – I return to the issue, which angers me the most – the intentional invasion and ultimate destruction of this Nation.
The following five offerings (the first since returning from my ‘fishing’ trip) were a part of my broadcast, Life, Liberty & All That Jazz on December 19, 2016.
If I had one single issue, which I could address each and every day – the Invasion of America would be that subject – and with it – the desire for change… Not only the change of taking America back from those who have sold us out, but the name of this website.
For those of you who served “in Country” back in the 1960’s and 70’s – you (‘no Dinky Dau’) will understand the meaning of my desire for change…
The development of a brand new website, called: didiMau.com, which translates loosely into…
Get the phuock outta here!
But for now – you’ll need to continue to find our commentary on this issue posted within the pages of the Federal Observer.
Sunday morning I received an email from Father O’Leary asking me the question posed in the title of this column.
I was referred to a column on Economy and Market entitled, Harvard Economist Warns “$700 Gold by Mid-2017″. While visiting the column, I noticed another column titled, “Property Prices to Drop 40%” (in actuality – it was an advertisement).
Well – for one – if “column” #2 is accurate then the Harvard Economist is an idiot – but we are getting away from the point of this post…
My response to the Good Man that he is… Continue reading
What… You don’t like the images below?
The Federal Observer was born July 24, 2001 – a mere 50 days before 9/11, and next week we will be full of nearly every broadcast in the country re-airing as much footage as they possibly can, but…
For just one minute – let’s buy into the official story spun by Washington DeCeit… and pretend that it was a bunch of Rag Heads that did the dirty deed…
If in fact this was the case, then why are the American borders open to every damn one of their cousins who want to come to this nation and inflict their evil ways upon us? It’s like ‘Three Blind Mice’ – they want to “cut off our heads with a…” – well – you get the idea.
“…to realize the the problems of this world don’t amount to much. After all – we’ll always have muffins!” ~ Rick
For someone who is “manhandled” by her boss, I always thought that she was rather attractive.
As Craig T. commented in our initial commentary about Huma ‘severing‘
relations with the Weiner:
What are the chances that the whole debacle has been written, rehearsed, and laughed at by them before it was turned into the contemporaneously publicized vomit? It seems to me that they’re all going to hell as fast as they can. But who am I, shy of another idiot? As for Hilrod & Huma making each other’s carpet minty fresh…good, they’ll breed each other outta existence.
But let’s face it here, what the hell was a Muslim woman doing marrying a Jew in the first place. It was only a matter of time before she would cut his ‘head’ off – but then – he always was a dick anyway. Continue reading
Over the past few months, many of us have been watching the beautiful but ultimate end of one journey and the beginning of another. The story of Country Music entertainer, Joey Feek, her husband Rory and their now two year old daughter, Indiana has been a wonder to watch. Continue reading
A few words between old friends…
I’ve been in New Yawk for the past week and am flying home later today. It’s beginning to snow.
“Wait! Didn’t Al the Gorical tell us that there would be no more snow?”
Of course he did, because he knew that we were all going to Hell anyway. I mean, the only global warming is escaping from the mouths and anal portals of our elected official-DUMB in D.C.
“Yup, and these Devil incarnates will definitely be leading the way back down into the hole from which they sprang.”
Associate Justice Antonin Scalia was found dead of apparent natural causes Saturday on a luxury resort in West Texas, federal officials said.
Scalia, 79, was a guest at the Cibolo Creek Ranch, a resort in the Big Bend region south of Marfa.
According to a report, Scalia arrived at the ranch on Friday and attended a private party with about 40 people. When he did not appear for breakfast, a person associated with the ranch went to his room and found a body.
And so now the battles begin, and the RepublicRATS in Washington DeCeipt had better be on their guard. Let’s be honest – we already have three left-leaning women serving in the United States Supreme Court; Clarence Thomas who is still looking for pubic hair on a coke can; and John Roberts – who sold out to the Obama Administration (on ObamaCare) the minute he read letters to the Editor of the New York Times that swayed his vote.
So that cares for six who “serve.” I don’t know enough about the rest of them to be able to make a determined assessment – but we are in trouble. Continue reading
Or do we just say, ‘the hell with it all!’???
~ Forewords ~
It has been a long time since I have had any desire to write any new columns for this publication, and frankly this is the closest that I am able to come at this point. You will soon understand why.
Earlier today, I received a phone call from a great friend and former contributor to The Federal Observer, Karen-Lee Bixman. Our conversation was comprised of catching up with the world around us – in other words – our families – among other things. Amongst the reasons she called me, was to thank me for having maintained her archives all these years (her last official submission was on January 28, 2004), as her now grown children are beginning to inquire of her work. While doing a quick archival search of our old files, the following column came before me, and while some of the details have changed, my sentiments persist. (NOTE: Due to some technical updates of this site, the old archives of the Federal Observer are no longer available.) Continue reading
~ Forewords ~
The following post has been erroneously attributed to Chuck Yeager, a retired brigadier general in the United States Air Force and record-setting test pilot. However – on review, it has been established that Yaeger has never offered any such support of Mr. Trump. Another Urban Legend gone awry, HOWEVER…
… although we at the Federal Observer do not currently endorse ANY person currently attempting to take up residency at 1600, we thought, “sure, why the hell not?” – and so we post the following for your consideration. It will be up to you – the reader to investigate the accuracy of said post. (Editor)
…and this is how you deal with the enemy.
R.I.P. America, June 26, 2015. I left the jungles on January 6, 1970, but feel that I have never stopped fighting one damned war after another.
Saddle up Brother’s and Sister’s. Saddle up!
Eddie: “I have no memory of ever being bit by any kind of bee.”
Slim: [interjecting] “Were you?”
Over the past year as I have completed a ten month long project of home restoration, I began to note something I had never witnessed before – not to the degree I have seen now – dead bees laying on the ground. Sometimes there is just one, sometimes several – and even on one occasion – several dozen. Continue reading
Or something like that.
May 31, 2015: My wife and I have had tickets for Phantom of the Opera at Gammage Auditorium since my birthday (a present you know), and so as beat as I am we left her house (hahahahah) at about 11:20 for a 1:00 p.m. curtain call. If you get their early enough – you are guaranteed a parking spot nearby.
I am now fully packed for my uh – ‘fishing trip‘ – yeah – that’s what I call it, so we were easy breezy, except that I had not been to Gammage in some years, so it took a bit of driving around the May pole to remember where it was. We made it in time for a great parking spot – but too early to be seated – that would be another 20 minutes or so – and God – I am tired… Continue reading
My Eleventh Moon has come and gone. It has been the most peaceful night in some time. It’s raining tonight with much thunder and lightening – my favorite kind of weather. The rainbow home is holding up well as of this hour.
I shall miss this place – but will be back many times in the years to come.
I’ll be away for a few days both in print and on the air as I complete moving back into my home.
My apologies to those writers who have submitted their work for publication.
I will see you toward the end of the week.
Without Apology I am,
Dateline: March 1, 2015
This past eight months have gone by, and I owe our readers an apology.
On June 23rd, 2014 I moved into my son’s home in Phoenix, Arizona, with the intent of a two month clean-up, paint and minor repair renovation. The purpose: To resell the home at a fair and comfortable profit for the kids. It sure beat selling it for less that what they had paid but two years earlier.
The intent of well laid plans wasn’t meant to be. In a few more days I will be witnessing my ninth full moon in this place, which I now recognize as Heaven on Earth. For those who regularly listen to my daily broadcast, this project has turned into one of total restoration of a home that was built sometime before 1955 and 1962. The jury seems to be out on that one as of yet – but we’ll get it figured out. Continue reading
There must be lights burning brighter somewhere
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue
If I can dream of a better land
Where all my brothers walk hand in hand
Tell me why, oh why, oh why can’t my dream come true…
Yesiree Bob and Bobettes – after the Holy-day known as Martin Luther King Day – we shall be “privileged” to watch the U.S. Capital SELL-ebrate another faux Holy-day – the annual State of the Dis-Union address by his Whole-i-ness Barry Soetoro – the Usurper in Chief!
Yassuh – that’s the night that politically situated guests are all invited to listen to another bore-ing (mis-spelling intentional) bunch o’ B.S. from de man ob de Century – B.O. (and man does he stink). We’ll get to see the camera pan himz lobely wife (the ‘chef’ ob de school cafeteria) probably sitting next to the likes of Michael Brown’s parents – or maybe even de self-righteous “Reberend” Al Sharptongue – hell – it might even be the Administration’s new Ambassadors to Cuba – Beyonce and Jay-Z! How come they got to go, when travel to and from Castroland was forbidden?
Hey you Pansy-ass from Chi-town – or Honolulu, or Kenya – stick that Cubano Delgado where the moon don’t shine – then stuff it in yo’ mouf and light it up! Continue reading
By now, most of you know that Robby Noel will be leaving this geographical region of the Earth within a matter of days from this post.
September 8, 2014 marked the final broadcast on the Micro Effect and September 9, 2014 for the Republic Broadcasting Network. Time marches on and Robby has made a decision to return home to his family rather than participate in the ongoing destruction of this once great republic. Continue reading
The best time of my life… for now!
June 23, 2014: I moved into my son’s house, as he and his family had relocated to Ohio for a two year run before moving on to North Carolina (which will give me an excuse to visit Donna).
My job? Renovate this house and prepare to put it on the market.
The project has been a longer and more difficult one than I had suspected, as we spent considerable time re-plastering a large portion of the main body of the house – the so-called “living area,” which includes the entry way, original living room, kitchen and dining area. There were so many different textures on walls that it looked like a jig-saw puzzle gone wrong. Continue reading
God I wish I could poop!
Good day all and welcome to my world.
Surgery was scheduled at 8:00 a.m., January 16, 2014. As far as I know that is when the deed was done. The last thing I remember after being wheeled into the OR and moving myself to the operating table, was having a mask fitted over my nose and mouth and told to breath deeply. I remember maybe three breaths and woke up in the recovery room some time later looking feeling as though I had been involved in a bad bar brawl the night before. Come to think of it, my gut still looks as though this had happened.
It is after 2:00 a.m. as I write this and I can’t sleep. I guess that this is part of the recovery process as well… Continue reading