The View from Lady Lake: There are more important things to deal with than our pathetic little lives.

Sunday, October 17, 2021

There are more important things to deal with than our pathetic little lives.

We have to Protect the fish, and the bugs and snakes, the birds and the bees. We have to save the world, for godsakes...

You think it's easy doing good for the sake of humanity?

Hell no - sometimes you have to kill people to protect them.

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In May of 1861, 9 year old John Lincoln “Johnny” Clem ran away from his home in Newark, Ohio, to join the Union Army, but found the Army was not interested in signing on a 9 year old boy when the commander of the 3rd Ohio Regiment told him he “wasn’t enlisting infants,” and turned him down.

Clem tried the 22nd Michigan Regiment next, and its commander told him the same. Determined, Clem tagged after the regiment, acted out the role of a drummer boy, and was allowed to remain. Though still not regularly enrolled, he performed camp duties and received a soldier’s pay of $13 a month, a sum collected and donated by the regiment’s officers.

The next April, at Shiloh, Clem’s drum was smashed by an artillery round and he became a minor news item as “Johnny Shiloh, The Smallest Drummer”.

A year later, at the Battle Of Chickamauga, he rode an artillery caisson to the front and wielded a musket trimmed to his size. In one of the Union retreats a Confederate officer ran after the cannon Clem rode with, and yelled, “Surrender you damned little Yankee!” Johnny shot him dead. This pluck won for Clem national attention and the name “Drummer Boy of Chickamauga.”

Clem stayed with the Army through the war, served as a courier, and was wounded twice. Between Shiloh and Chickamauga he was regularly enrolled in the service, began receiving his own pay, and was soon-after promoted to the rank of Sergeant. He was only 12 years old. After the Civil War he tried to enter West Point but was turned down because of his slim education. A personal appeal to President Ulysses S. Grant, his commanding general at Shiloh, won him a 2nd Lieutenant’s appointment in the Regular Army on 18 December 1871, and in 1903 he attained the rank of Colonel and served as Assistant Quartermaster General. He retired from the Army as a Major General in 1916, having served an astounding 55 years.

General Clem died in San Antonio, Texas on 13 May 1937, exactly 3 months shy of his 86th birthday, and is buried at Arlington National Cemetery.

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Oh, no - are the Brits losing their

sense of humor? Say it isn't so...

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How do you walk out of a 'Virtual meeting"?

(Asking for a friend)...
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My wife makes really nice jewelry - and it's all made by hand.

Every piece is unique, and they're all very reasonably priced.

Hand Beaded Black Matte Bracelet With White Pearlescent Seed Beads

and Irish Knot Button Closure

Click on the picture for information on this gift item.

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My niece lives in Melbourne. She says if you went out of the house when you weren't supposed to be out they'd lock you the fuck up. Those Aussies took this shit and drove it right off a cliff. Fuck that...

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Butterfly eggs. I had no idea butterflies laid eggs.

I guess I thought they just shit their young'uns out

or something. Actually, never gave it any thought

at all, so I don't know why I am now...
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Since I lost the Amazon gig I've had to get a new

side action going... What size do you wear?

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You can't say that this kind of mentality comes out of some twisted sense of compassion, so why the fuck aren't these being being locked up? Do they really want us to ALL become junkies somehow? I don't fuckin' get it, but then again, there's a lot I don't get these days.

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