One year ago today: November 9, 2016, Trump is in.
Five years ago today: November 9, 2012, computer talk.
Nine years ago today: November 9, 2008, generic.
Random years ago today: November 9, 2014, made in Korea.
Another nothing day, though that is misleading because if anything really happened at the courthouse, I wouldn’t say. What happened instead is I had to file more documents, but I wanted them filed in a certain order. I was right, there is a museum right across the roadway, so there I was for a couple one-hour stretches. The lady running the desk is Argentine and speaks no English. That’s just great there, you libtards. The staff that people rely on for directions to historic and cultural exhibits doesn’t speak the language. And for the record, she would not speak Spanish either. The two languages are easy to intermingle, but the Portuguese are extremely prejudiced against the Spanish and will always pretend they can’t understand.
The Clovis relics in this photo date back to around 8,000 B.C., long before the current Indians arrived. And since no Clovis people survive to today, it’s clear somebody or something wiped them out, and wiped them out completely. How? I dunno, but warfare and disease come to mind. But don’t let this information become widely known because some of America’s best gambling casinos would become an endangered species if they had to pay their own damn land claims. Even though somebody exterminated the Clovis tribes and there would be nobody to make the payments to, they don't want the concept even discussed.
I know I need a new camera but maybe I’ll try a different approach. Face it, these camera manufacturers are not really trying. They can’t match the quality of the pictures taken by a giveaway cell phone. So instead of a camera that can take videos, I’m looking at video cams that can take or produce stills. They are bulkier but not inordinately so. Watch for this, but I can tell you right away I’m avoiding Sony and Kodak. Those manufacturers deliberately build flaws into their equipment, if you ask me. Installing the required Sony software will compromise your computer and Kodak is just too damn weird to even consider.
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The display of pistols was great for a small town that was not anywhere near any real civil war battles. This pistol was, I believe, military issue but that’s the limit of my acquaintance with these firearms. What diverted me was the mixture of technologies. The revolving drum has percussion nipples from British rifle design. And that hammer is right off an old flintlock. The cyclinder is a copy of Colt’s design, but the Colt cost, in those days, fifty cents more per gun.
Colt had the jump on that as well. He was around this time producing six-shooters where the entire cylinder itself could be easily dropped out and replaced by another pre-loaded unit. This gave way to guns which had the caps built into the cartridge base. It must have been fun reloading the pistol shown here on a wet and muddy battlefield fitting those tiny igniters.
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This museum picture tells much more of a story than at first glance. But you have to know your history or know somebody who does. So I guess we’re stuck, huh? Just kidding. This is a farmer and his unmarried daughter. Fully dressed like that in the Florida heat and under papa’s watchful eye. Ah, the times. Maybe she didn’t have a lot of “freedom”, but at least you knew what you were getting. Sigh.
Didn’t I read somewhere that downtown Auburndale and Bartow are build on land that rich cattle ranchers quickly “donated” to the settlers right quick after the news arrived that the Union had won. Beats swinging from a yardarm, one supposes. Anyway, before we get too much history, maybe the plants are cabbage. The way they are spaced gives another clue. There is room to walk between the rows. The reason is that many plants, such as hot peppers, were planted in the warm Florida winter weather. They were already growing when spring arrived in other states. The plants were then uprooted and shipped elsewhere to be replanted and finish growing.
Thank god I wasn’t around for that. Can you imagine the labor? Florida’s early agriculture was, I think, more similar to Australia than other parts of America. Huge inland ranches and plantations, with all other forms of agriculture taking place near the coasts on small plots like this one. Within a generation or two, only those outfits which swallowed up their neighbors would survive. There are no small farms left in Florida. Even the orange groves are ten times [the size of] anything in the Yakima valley. But not so in California.
I’m convinced California is out to steal the orange juice market. Not because they need it, but because they are concerned what will happen to the place once Trump clamps down on their sanctuary nonsense. Once the free money is cut off, they gotta have something. And unlike the other businesses in that state, an orchard can’t just haul ass over to Texas.
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