Sunday, February 28, 2021

2/28/2021: POLY-TICS


See my earlier, 2/28/2021, article. At 4:20 PM, I think that I will start writing about “poly-tics” a while. Note: “poly-tics” is from “poly” (many) and “tics” (blood suckers). I've joked about that in my past articles.

By Topic

Race: I thought that the color of skin did not matter but that the content of character did matter. A wise man stated that, a few decades ago.

Why is there so much noise, about the color of skin? Why is there so little truth about the content of character?

What is systemic “racism?” I was raised: “red and yellow black and white, they are precious in His sight.” I was raised correctly. I know it.

What are reparations? Blacks (i.e., people of color, as if red, yellow, and white are not colors) need reparation? What about the Irish? “No Irish allowed.” I know. My ancestors knew. What about Irish reparations? March is Irish History Month, don't y'all know?

Race is a tool of the socialists. I know it. Anyone who has sense knows it.

Gender: I hear that the socialists want to allow boys who think that they are girls to play on girls' sports teams. Really?

Do you have an “innie” or an “outie?” If you have an “innie,” you are a girl. If you have an “outie,” you are a boy. God created male and female, in his image. The very few minority have His image confused. It is “black and white,” if you pardon my pun.

Sadly, it's more than sports. Bathrooms must not have gender separation. Churches that follow God's rules could be in danger. Freedom to speak on the topic could be in danger. It's coming, folks. We know it.

Gender is a tool of the socialists. I know it. Anyone who has sense knows it.

Money Tree: apparently, the “demorats” and “repubicrapers” both think that money grows on trees. The “economic stimulus” debate is hot right now.

On 1/11/2021, I wrote Status of a Once Great Nation. In that article, I linked to The USSA total debt, at 4:50 PM, is $27 trillion 965 million and chump change. The count continues to increase, by the second. Check out that website, if you are bored.

So, from where will the 1.9 trillion “stimulus” money originate? The USSA is broke. The USSA debt has been more than debt-to-GDP-ratio, since 2013. (I reference my Status of a Once Great Nation article, as my historical self educates my current self.)

I assume that the USSA has a money tree somewhere. Otherwise, await the continuing higher cost of everything, as the USSA spirals into recession.

Economics (i.e., money tree) is a tool of the socialists. I know it. Anyone who has sense knows it.

Freedom: I retain my God given right to be free. That includes, among other items, my freedom to speak. The “politically correct” movement that started decades ago is winning. The various points of news describe the details. I will not waste my time, by delving into the details.

By the way, where is my account? Oh, there it is! It's back. My website is still here. The socialists have not taken me down yet. If they do, I will still speak, by my voice and writings, in other forms. I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED. I STAND.


Well, at 5:42 PM, I'm done. I'll keep writing, if you keep reading. I had heard Half Pint warming up something. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had started her Sunday stew, in the crock pot (or crack pot, as I call it). I wonder what Half Pint needs to warm. We should not have left overs. I had heard potatoes being mashed. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman fed Molly doggy her supper. (Molly doggy was lazy today. I don't blame her.) Now, at 5:47 PM, Half Pint is warming something.

I'll stop now, to explore the domestic point of interest. Y'all keep turnin' right and goin' straight out there, you hear?



In my “vanity,” I was curious. I had to find out. Forgive my “vanity.”

My Readership History

I own my website, Appalachian Irishman, until the socialists try to take it away from me. I will still have freedom to speak. That freedom may be the end of me, by the socialists. I will go down, after I've fired every round. (That's my sarcastic, poly-tics humor, y'all.)

I see my “all time” readership statistics. My internal link is Blogger Stats All Time. Y'all can't see it. I can.

3/6/2006, Monday, was my first article: HOW TO PRONOUNCE "APPALACHIAN" (published 3/6/2006; inaugural article).

My internal link shows me annual readership totals from 06/2010 through 01/2021. I see 02/2021 so far also. My internal link does not go back to 3/6/2006. I wish that it did. The following are my annual, by year, readership totals. 2010 is six months only.

06/2010 – 12/2010: 3,207 TOTAL
2011:   4,491 TOTAL
2012:   3,482 TOTAL
2013:   4,273 TOTAL
2014:   3,673 TOTAL
2015:   4,508 TOTAL
2016:   5,369 TOTAL
2017:   3,137 TOTAL
2018:   4,008 TOTAL
2019:   4,481 TOTAL
2020: 37,699 TOTAL

My readers increased from 07/2020 through 12/2020. 1/6/2021 (Wednesday): 1,036 views. That was the most in one day, from 9/1/2020 thru 2/27/2021.


Thanks, y'all, for stopping by for coffee more often! I do not make any money from my website. It is one of my free speech platforms.

What do I know? First, if you write, they will read! My article counts by year are:

2020 (55)
2019 (37)
2017 (1)
2016 (3)
2014 (2)
2013 (3)
2012 (1)
2011 (6)
2010 (10)
2009 (17)
2008 (3)
2006 (28)

I started writing more articles, in 2019 and 2020. If you write it, they will read. That's my new axiom.

Second, what happened in July 2020? Well, I have written about it. What happened on 1/6/2021? Well, I have written about it. (The official start of the USSA was on 1/6/2021.)

Finally, it seems that my readers enjoy my “poly-tics” articles the most. I may, if I can tolerate it, write more on “poly-tics,” but don't cross your fingers, in hope. Those type of articles drain me. I have enough power and will to write them. We will see.

Saturday, February 27, 2021

2/27/2021: 'LIFE, SUCH AS IT IS,' UPDATE


I wonder when we will ever get rain! It is too dry! The dust bowl is starting. We need rain!

Of course, I am joking. The last rain changed to sunny, but too warm, for a few days. That has changed to yet another rainy and too warm “winter” weekend. By the way, spring starts on 3/1/2021, not 3/20/2021. We have one more day of “winter.” Spring, as I hope, will be cooler and dryer than “winter” has been. Of course, spring could toss in a good snow or two! That would be good.

Life, Such As It Is

Side note: I finally posted my article, on the new cold virus, on 2/23/2021, Tuesday. I added an addendum, by my comment, today. It was a side note. The socialist propagandists still use the new cold virus, for their nefarious purposes.

Monday, 2/22/2021: it was a rainy day. I was working at home. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, bravely, continues to drive to/from her vice principal/teacher job, in Sevierville, daily. (Her sister, who has Corona Myopia Psychosis in spades, still “teaches” from home. Of the 30 educators in the school building, sister-in-law is the only one who “teaches” from home, as per Mrs. Appalachian Irishman.)

My dentist office had voice mailed and texted my cell phone, on 2/19/2021, Friday, while I was at work, at office, sadly. (I had been in the crapper at the time, taking a leak.) His office gave me notice: my 2/22/2021, Monday, at 9 AM, cleaning appointment is still set.

I had kept the reminder card, since my last annual cleaning. I didn't care. I had my left, upper crown done – 8/13/2020 (temporary filling), 9/21/2020 (temporary crown), and 10/19/2020 (permanent crown set in place). (I have written about it.) They had checked all my teeth. My teeth are fine. I brush and floss three times daily.

On 2/19/2021, after work, I had tried to call and leave voice mail, for my dentist, to say that I ain't coming! His voice mail system did not work, apparently. On 2/22/2021, his assistant called my cell phone (while I was working at home). She wondered if I was in their parking lot. I educated her, very quickly and politely.

I may set an annual cleaning appointment for a date and time in July of this year. Yes, I had some fun!

Tuesday, 2/23/2021: the rain yesterday turned to sunny and too warm. It was the work-a-day usual. I published my last article. (See the above side note).

On 3/29/2016, almost five years ago, I acquired my “bionic” left shoulder, right knee, and right foot. (I have written about it several times.) I was age 55. On 2/23/2021, Tiger Woods, at age 45, acquired his “bionic” right leg area, as best that I can understand. He may have left leg “bionics” also. He made the national news. I did not. One article, for him, is here. I have written my own articles, for me. They start here.

Tiger Woods is 15 years younger than me. He is famous. I am “infamous.” He has about ten years, until he reaches the point that he doesn't notice much difference – if he does all that he can do to help himself recover. I am almost at the five year mark – doing all that I can do to recover. I have about five more years to go. I am ahead of him. I could help him, if he would call me. That's my sarcastic humor, y'all!

Wednesday, 2/24/2021: I worked at home, in the insanity. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman worked to/from, as usual. She'd had told me, on 2/23/2021, that she was NOT going to get a "Corony" shot, at 5:30P today. Today, she arrived home at 5:47P, after having called me. I had no clue why the delay. She didn't tell me, by phone. Upon her arrival – after I'd swept out the garage and played with Molly doggy a long time – she informed me: she had the "Corony" shot, a little earlier than 5:30P. I had already started warming up the left over stew. Well, good, dear! I hope that you don't grow a new ear!

As of this entry, she is not growing a new ear. I assume that her sister will “man up,” to get her “Corony” shot. Afterward, her sister will have no excuse, to continue “teaching” from home.

Thursday, 2/25/2021: on 12/25/2003, Christmas Day, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I were with Dad (who was still alive) and other Ferrell family, at the homeplace. My youngest brother and his wife presented us with Smokie. She became our “little kitty cat.” We had Smokie, until her passing, on 2/25/2015. She had lived almost 12 years. Smokie had been ill a little while. It was a form of feline cancer that the veterinarian could not cure. About 4 AM, while still dark, on 2/25/2015, we buried Smokie, under the back deck. We had been up with her most of the night. We had known her end was near. The temperature was about 15 F.

2/25/2021, I remembered. It's easy to remember. Dad joined Mom, on 1/25/2008. The dates are the same, plus one month and seven years, for Smokie. I wonder if Dad, Mom, Smokie, and the dogs who have gone on (Bandit, Wendy, Buddy) are having a great time. Smokie was a good kitty. All good dogs go to heaven. Good kitties do to. I know it. I can verify it, by logical reasoning.

Friday, 2/26/2021: well, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I survived another work week. The rain was coming. Oh, by the way, Molly doggy is doing wonderfully well. You should see me, as Molly and I play “doggies” outside! You should see us as we play “got 'ems,” when she is inside, every evening. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman should video record it!

Molly and I, however, were robbed of hiking House Mountain together, except for the few times that someone was with us, to help me. Molly and I hiked several times, before my 3/29/2016 “fun” started. We haven't hiked but a few times, when someone was able to help me. We were robbed, Molly! Eventually, we will hike with Bandit, Wendy, Buddy, and even Smokie – in the everlasting hiking realm.


Well, as I had told a neighbor earlier today, I have occupied my time, by this article. The rain held off enough, while I hauled trash. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman did the usual visit to her folks and IGA shopping. She added the Dollar General Store shopping, just for “fun.”

At 5:52 PM, I'm signing off, for now. I'm still working on my next article. It will be on the recent “poly-tics,” in this once great nation.

Tuesday, February 23, 2021



I had started writing this on 2/21/2021, Sunday, before House Mountain hike #176. I had wondered if 2 people attained age 21 on 2/21/21. I like my number play humor.

I had decided to take another effort to educate those who are still afflicted by Corona Myopia Psychosis. I do not have the Myopia. We all have the Psychosis. Some do not have the Myopia. I will attempt to clear the Myopia for those who have it.

The Data (2/21/2021)

(1) TN State Government COVID-19 Unified Command (via:

All end dates are Saturday. COVID-19 death totals are cumulative. I broke down the quarterly COVID-19 deaths.

TN 2020 COVID-19:

01/05/2020 (Sun.) - 03/28/2020 (2020 1st quarter; 12 weeks): 6 dead.


     03/07/2020: 0 cases (the date the data started to show).

     03/21/2020: 1 dead (the first death that shows).

06/27/2020 (2020 2nd quarter; 13 weeks): 584 dead – 6 = 578 new deaths.

     Note: 44.46 average deaths per week.

09/26/2020 (2020 3rd quarter; 13 weeks): 2,374 dead – 578 = 1,796 new deaths.

     Note: 138.15 average deaths per week.

12/26/2020 (2020 4th quarter; 13 weeks): 6,443 dead – 1,796 = 4,647 new deaths.


      357.46 average deaths per week.

     6,443 total 2020 deaths in 51 weeks = 126.33 average deaths per week.

TN 12/27/2020, Sunday, to 2/20/2021 COVID-19:

8 full weeks: 11,115 dead – 4,647 = 6,468 new deaths


      51 new deaths on 2/20/2021.

      808.50 average deaths per week.

TN 1/1/2021, Monday, to 2/20/2021 COVID-19:

11,115 dead as of 2/20/216,907 dead as of 12/31/20 = 4,208 dead in 2021, so far.

(2) TN IndexMundi (key COVID-19 numbers below match the numbers above)



TN 2021, as of 2/21/2021, 10:18 AM ET:

9,578 non-COVID-19 deaths (so far; the number keeps increasing).

+ 4,208 COVID-19 deaths (so far).

      Notes: this is 2021 COVID-19 deaths: 11,064 2/19/21 + 51 on 2/20/21 = 11,115 so far.

     - 6,907 12/31/2020 cumulative total = 4,208 2021 COVID -19 deaths (as of 12/20/21, Friday).

= 13,786 total 2021 TN deaths, as of 2/21/21, 10:18 AM ET.


(3) TN 2019 TOTAL DEATHS:;jsessionid=311A2150206900156684CFE45AB8

2019 total TN deaths 71,935

For the life of me, I could not find 2020 TN total death number. It is not there yet.

Observations from the Data (2/23/2021)

First, the average COVID-19 deaths per week are continuing to increase. The “mitigation” efforts either are hogwash and are not working or are saving the lives of countless others, who could have been included in the death totals. I suspect hogwash. I will not reference the valid science that refutes the pseudoscience that the socialist propagandists use. True science refutes the false science.

Second, the propagandists have won. The USSA is, as of 1/6/2021, an official “socialist utopia.”

Finally, I hiked House Mountain #176, Sunday, 1/21/2021. I have written about it. Why did I start this article? Why does anyone care, about the new cold virus numbers, etc., anymore? I don't know, unless it fits the socialist propagandists' agenda. They won. The historical USA lost. Several of us, not the majority, apparently, still STAND, as once free people, in a once free and great nation.


At about 5:22 PM, on 2/23/2021, Tuesday, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, Molly doggy, and I are “livin' la vida Rona!” It ain't fun. We endure.

Keep on enduring, in the former USA, my friends! I may have another article on “polytics” in a day or so. Wait for it.

Monday, February 22, 2021

HOUSE MOUNTAIN #176 (Sunday, 2/21/2021)


On 12/30/2020, Wednesday, I had managed to get House Mountain hike #175 done. (I had taken vacation time off work.) Seven weeks have gone by. I hadn't hiked, for various reasons. The main reason was the too warm and wet weather, on those seven weekends. Other reasons exist. I blame myself for my “weakness” a time or two.

I almost hiked Saturday. In my laziness, I had decided to let the mud dry another day. That's my excuse.

House Mountain #176

Well, my mountain was still muddy enough, in the usual areas. On Sunday afternoon, 2/21/2021, I completed House Mountain hike #176. I hope you enjoy the photographs and my comments.

I started up at 1 PM, on the dot. I chose the easier east trail, because I wanted to reach the middle bluff faster.

The above photograph is about 15 minutes from the middle bluff. I decided to take the photograph, since I do not think that I have taken one at this spot in a while. The area is not too hard.

Farther up, the final switchback is still hard enough for my “bionic” knee and foot, especially in the mud. Hikers, over the years, have cut the switchback and eroded it, which makes it harder. I had to place left knee in the mud, to secure my position, to climb up. I do not have to do that, if it's not muddy. I have taken a few photographs of that switchback in the last year or two. You can find them, if you search my articles.

It took me 59 minutes, to 1:59 PM, to get to the ridge. I used to do it in about 40 minutes. My foot and knee do not slow me down that much! The mud slowed me down. Also, I talked with a few folks, who were hiking down, as I hiked up. I have the gift of the gab!

At 2:12 PM, I reached the middle bluff. (The time is the same before and after my “bionic” joints.) The above photograph catches some snow that is still in the shady spots. Do you see the snow? The angle of the sun wasn't good, for the angle of my image. My eyes saw the snow more clearly.

I am looking northeast, in the above photograph. Most of the middle bluff is to the south, in the photograph. I still enjoy the view, even after all these years of seeing it.

As I was leaving, I met a couple, who had arrived after me. The man and the woman both had “bionic” joints, as I do. They are both younger, by a few years. We talked “bionics.” They hike. I hike. They endure. I endure. They have endured more years than me. I'm only almost five years (from 3/29/2016) into my endurance. The couple inspired me.

From 2:30 PM to 2:45 PM, I walked back west, along the ridgeline, as I followed my own path to the middle bluff that was behind me now. Yes, I stopped to talk with a few hikers!

I hiked down the same east trail that I had hiked up earlier. The downward hike was from 2:45 PM to 3:59 PM. No, I am not that slow! I met a few more hikers, who were going up.

Notably, I met a group of three. The man was age 82. He is Mr. W., as I write now. I know his first and last name. Two others were with him. Mr. W. is a man of God and a brother in Christ. Recently, he was diagnosed with the same illness that my father-in-law has had for a couple of decades or so. They are the same age – 82. Mr. W. had to wait on the other two. They could not keep up with him! Mr. W. inspired me.

At 3:59 PM, I finished my hike. It was almost three hours, minus one minute. I have been noticing that my right knee and right foot seem to be doing something differently – possibly better. Of course, my left shoulder seems to be doing something possibly better, since 2/6/2021. My hike down was easier today. I feel something different in my knee and foot. I assume that it is progress. Give me another four or five years! I will make more progress, to the point that I don't notice much anymore!


The above photograph is my new 'ol truck. He loves to have his photograph taken. We were lucky, at arrival. A person who had this spot was leaving. I waited. We took the spot! Folks were parked everywhere! The lower lot was full. The spots on the side of the road were full. Folks were improvising parking spots.


At 5:58 PM, 2/21/2021, the time of this sentence, I might not get this article published until tomorrow. I'm hungry. I hear our Half Pint microwave warming up something. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman has two minutes to say, “it's ready!”

Wait for my published post, on 2/22/2021. I can. Okay, on 2/22/2021, Monday, I published, finally. It's close to supper time. Time is 6:03 PM, at this publication.

Saturday, February 20, 2021



Why didn't I just go hike today? Low temperature was 10 F this morning. The high reached a balmy 42 F, approximately. The high pressure system is in control now. Well, I might hike tomorrow! I blame it on my own laziness or my “bionics.”

A few days ago, I figured out that -- of a person's twelve main joints (i.e., neck, left and right shoulders, left and right elbows, left and right wrists, hip, left and right knees, and left and right ankles) -- I have a quarter (i.e., three of the twelve) that are “bionic” (i.e., left shoulder, right knee, and right foot). Why the heck have I been complaining these almost (since 3/29/2016) five years? That's a “bionic” joke, y'all!

Life, Such as it Is, from 2/14/21 Sunday through 2/20/21 Saturday

2/14/2021, Sunday, was VD Sunday! That's Valentine's Day. I hope that y'all had a fun VD day. It was cloudy and damp. That means no hike.

2/15/2021, Monday, was Presidents' Day. I was off work, as a state employee. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, as a county (Sevier) employee, had to hit a lick. It was still cloudy and wet. No hike. I did the best that I could.

2/16/2021, Tuesday: I worked at home. It was “fun,” in my sarcastic style. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had a “snow” day off work – paid. The low was 24 F. The high was 28 F. That's a mild winter day, in Russia. Also, our niece attained age 35 on this date. She was born in 1986. After work, I called her cell phone. I talked with “Uncle,” her son. He said that his mother would call me back. She did not, as of this entry. Well, “Uncle” said that all is well there.

2/17/2021, Wednesday: Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had a two-hour “snow” delay, due to no snow. I continued my work-at-home. The low was 21 F. The high was 41 F, balmy.

Rush Limbaugh died, at age 70. One of the many links is here. He was from Cape Girardeau, Missouri. We lived nearby, from 1986 thru 1994, before Russia (1994 - 1999). I remember. The USA lost a champion. The USSA had a "victory." He did well, in the political realm, by his radio show, etc.

I saw a video, on a TV station, where he had indicated that he had been saved, by God's grace, through his faith response. I hope so. If I, as the meager Appalachian Irishman, could have his audience, I would talk about the Good Lord's free gift offer often, in the context of historical, philosophical, political, etc., conversations. Rush didn't do that. I would. I don't have the platform that he had.

218/2021, Thursday: it was rain to clouds. The high was about 42 F, balmy. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had a “snow” day off. What snow? I had an offer to work at home. I did. I won, for a change. Also, I had been hearing about “catch the wave” on a local radio station. I inquired, finally. An age 30 something man and I talked, after having exchanged e-mails. The “wave” folks want $4,050 from me, to “heal” my “bionics.” Insurance does NOT cover it. I turned down “the wave.” If the age 30 something man wants to hike House Mountain with me, I would enjoy that – if he can keep up with me.

2/19/2021, Friday: the weather was sunny, finally. It was 30 something for the high, balmy. We both “hit a lick.” I drove to/from the office, as my only day this week. The reason why is in the minds of the state bureaucrats. Their logic escapes me. I did it.

2/20/2021, Saturday: see my introduction. Why did I not hike today? I am a “coward.” The low was 10 F. The high was about 42 F, balmy. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman spent about $1,000, for her “haircut.” (It's a joke, dear. I know it was $135.60.) A haircut should NOT cost that MUCH, unless it's every three or four months. Tony's Best Clips charges $20, for my every-four-or-five week haircut. He used to charge $12, before the new cold virus. I know. At least Molly, doggy, and I had several minutes of fun outside, in the yard, after I'd had hauled trash and gotten gas.

Have y'all notice how the price of gas is going up? Remember, these are the “good” days, in the early USSA days. It will get worse soon. I know it. I am a political prophet. Mark my words.


It's 6:15 PM, at the time of this typing. When is supper ready, dear? You are 15 minutes late.

I'm 10-10 on the side. “It's ready,” she just said.

Saturday, February 13, 2021

2/13/2021: TONY'S BEST CLIPS


Do you remember, when the USA was a free nation, that you could walk into your barber's shop, on any given day, even on a Saturday, to get a fine haircut? No appointment was needed. I do. I had been doing so for years.

Well, the new cold virus and the transformation of the USA into the USSA stopped that last year, at some point. Since sometime last year, I have been calling my fine barber and friend, at Tony's Best Clips, to set a haircut appointment, on a Saturday usually. (If you search my website articles, from 2020, you will find my historical comments.)

Tony's Best Clips

My readers are from several countries. I see readership numbers. I see from which countries my readers are. My readers span the globe. To my local readers in “Knoxvegas,” Tennessee, you will do no better than to visit my barber and friend, Tony.


Today, Saturday, 2/13/2021, I had another fine haircut, by my barber and friend! In the “new normal,” I had called him earlier in the week, to set the haircut appointment date and time. Tony had other clients today. We all have to arrange by appointment.

Tony and I had a great conversation, as usual, while he cut my hair. I was glad to see that my friend and barber and his family are doing well enough, in this “new normal” USSA. I am very glad that he is able to continue his barber business, despite the socialist efforts (federal, state, county) – regardless of what they claim -- to shut him – and many other businesses – down.

Who knows? One of these days, I may only be able to get a not very good haircut, at a USSA approved barber. That did NOT happen today!

Tony gave me permission to photograph his business card, above, today, for my website article that I had told him that I would post “in a few days.” I have written today!


Please check out the other business listings on my website. I recommend highly Tony's Best Clips and the others. One of these days, the USSA-approved and socialist businesses will take their place, if they are even needed. It will happen. Give it time.

Until then, remember that we are living in the “good” days, of the start of the USSA. Have you noticed the price of gas going up? I have. Eventually, my website will be deleted – even though I own it. I have my articles, from 2006 to now, saved on my home computer. Also, I know what my mind has written, over these fourteen plus years.

At 5:50 PM, as I close, I had no idea that I would be living in the fall of the USA and the beginning of the USSA. As I say, at every location I stop that requires a mask, “mask on” or “mask off,” depending on if I'm entering or leaving, “I am still a FREE MAN, in a ONCE FREE and GREAT NATION.”

Tony and I were without masks, for my haircut. (Oops! I'm sorry, Tony! I hope the “mask police” do not read this!) As friends, we did not need masks.

When will this once great nation take off its mask? I give it about seventy years. That's how long the USSR took, before it took off its mask and fell. The USSA is at least seventy years behind the former USSR.

Well, what do you know? I have written and posted my second article today, well before supper time! Live FREE out there, y'all. I am. I STAND!