It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything, and even longer since I’ve posted something Conservative.
I think I’ve turned a corner in my life. I no longer have the rage that I used to have against Liberals. Oh, sure, they are not my friends and never have been, and I don’t intend on changing that any time soon.
I think I am happy, for once in my life.
This does not mean that I am in some Zen induced coma, and it does not mean my life is perfect. I still have problems, ambitions and plans, and I want to implement them. But, for this moment, I have everything I need, some things that I want, and nothing that I don’t need.
I don’t think it’s the mood stabilizers, I think I’ve just come to a place where I am doing good for other people, and this has fed enough positive vibrations that I’m beginning to feel them back.
Therefore, I am putting the Zone on Standby. Until I decide whether or not to shut it down completely, or start it up again, this will be the only post on the board. I might also take out the archives, but I’m not sure.
I started this blog for two reasons, one was because I wanted to rail against Liberalism, and the other to document my journey with my mental illness. I have reached a point where my illness is as good as it’s going to get, and because of this I no longer need to tilt at windmills.
See you Later.

It was on this day, this hour, this minute sixty-five years ago on a clear Hawai’ian morning, that the sons of the Chrysanthemum Throne screamed out of the sky and devastated the American Pacific Fleet.
Sunk was the Arizona, the West Virginia and Oklahoma were capsized, the Nevada beached, and the rest of the battleships, Tennessee, Maryland, California and Pennsylvania were all damaged to some degree.
While most historians consider this a decisive Japanese victory, it wasn’t. While tactically the Japanese might have won, because of all the damage done, it was a Japanese strategic loss, simply because the shipyard, fuel farm, and submarine base was left intact.
It has been said that an archer with no arrows is useless. If the Japanese had gone after the support structure, and left the ships alone, they would have crippled the American fleet much worse. Not only because the fleet could not sortie, but because the battleships would have still formed the backbone of the Pacific Fleet, instead of having to rely on the aircraft carriers.
At the time, American strategists still believed that naval power came from a gun, instead of the aircraft. While the Battle of Pearl Harbor might have turned some opinions, I don’t think so. They would have taken the fleet out and had it promptly sunk, this time in deep water where they could not be repaired. Aircraft Carriers, relegated to the roll of scouting, would have eventually come to the forefront of American battle tactics, hopefully before they were sunk.
But the course of the war would have been much different if the Japanese had done things a little differently. America would have still won, but a 4 year war could have turned into a 6 or even 8 year war. First, Pearl Harbor would have to have been rebuilt, allowing time for the Japanese to consolidate their East Asian Co-Prosperity Sphere, and possibly build up their industry to the point where it would be very difficult to defeat. But, America is the Land of the Assembly Line, and we would have prevailed, it was just a matter of time and blood.

You know, I used to pound out three entries a day, every weekday. Now, I’m posing more Warhammer 40k battle reports than anything. When I post at all. I don’t think I’m more depressed, it’s just that my job has demanded more and more of my time, and I have less and less time for this blog.
I have also found that my railing has been more like tilting at windmills, ala Don Quixote. While I don’t have the vitriol like the Tennessee Guerilla Women, I don’t see how my spewing has changed anything in any significant way. I am not like my friend Mike, who while on hiatus still gets 10 times the hits I did when I was at my prime. I was getting 400 hits a day for a while, but that was because someone had put a pornographic picture in my blog and Yahoo! and Google cached it.
I think I need to write this to get some things off my chest, as I still struggle with my mental illness every day. Despite the fact that I haven’t had a major attack or an urge to blow my brains out for quite a while, I am three missed doses away from having those come back at full force. I am stuck in limbo at the moment, my life can only get better by getting worse, and can only get worse by getting better first. I know that was confusing, but I have some issues that I can’t discuss even here.
I guess I’m also a little down today, my first pet bird, Ozzie, died yesterday. I shouldn’t be too down, because he was a $15 Zebra Finch, but I have had 5 years of his comforting trumpeting. He outlived two mates, and also outlived two of his daughters that I kept. He is survived by his son, Spot, and I miss him very much. His quiet trumpeting was never the loud squawking of my Conures, but like I said, his trumpeting was comforting to me.
I wish I had a picture of him to share with you, but I don’t. Bye, Ozzie.

Last Year, this nerd wired his house’s Christmas lights to Wizards in Winter by Trans-Siberian Orchestra. He’s back at it, with someone’s rendition of Jingle Bells. Enjoy.