In my years as a reenactor I have struggled off and on with many things, but the one item that has always been the most significant has been the ability to put together a quality, period correct kit. We all desire to provide as historically accurate portrayal as possible, but are often daunted by the vast amount of knowledge that we lack about how our ancestors lived in those past days.
We need shirts, pants, shifts, gowns, utensils, plates, lanterns, tentage, shoes, moccasins, hats, bonnets and numerous other items. Often we rely on the research of others for the sundry of items that make up our impressions. After several years in the hobby (or should I say lifestyle) many of us when we go shopping can tell a quality made product from ten or even fifteen feet away. However, is it the correct product in order to be true to the portrayal we have chosen? Have you ever been moving down traders’ row and looked at something as simple as a lantern, and asked yourself “Is it correct for my period?” Have you relied upon the fact that the lantern was at the event as evidence of it being correct?
Obviously, I am not perfect. My portrayal is currently all over the place with this item or that item that is likely incorrect for my chosen period. I want to improve my impression, but unfortunately I don’t know where to start looking. I’ve been reenacting for several decades and still struggle with accuracy. Thus I looked around to see if there was an organization that I could tap into for lectures and workshops. I stumbled upon a wonderful organization called The Hive, yet they are located on the east coast. As I am located in the Upper Midwest so I kept looking. Unfortunately, I haven’t found a similar organization in the region. Why should that stop me? It shouldn’t, and I’ve decided that it won’t.
Why should the east coasters have all the fun? Therefore it is my intention to put together an organization similar to The Hive here in this region. Many questions arise that I can’t answer because I don’t know who this will be shaped. What I do know is that I can’t do this on my own.
First, I want to start a discussion. Who has contacts with historical experts? What kind of a library should be put together? Do groups/units have a recommend reading list for their members? Is anyone capable of doing a lecture or workshop?
Second, I want to encourage existing organizations to get involved. This is our community and if we see something at issue, we should be looking for ways for our members to improve themselves. By tying our members into a lecture/workshop organization we can not only encourage people to improve, but provide them the tools they need.
Our first formal organizational meeting will be at the Trail of History event located at Glacial Park 6316 Harts Rd., Ringwood, IL on October 18th, 19th, & 20th. We will be meeting at the Ordinary by the name of The Black Horse with the consent and participation of the proprietress Christina Johnson.
Will you join us?
Your humble servant,
Christmas Eve has arrived, in all the snow coated glory that God could provide. It is a time for gathering together with our loved ones and reflecting upon the year that has passed. Some things have proven to be good, others not so much.
I sit here at this computer, wondering what I should write, fearing to release all that which I’m holding inside. Christmas is a time for reflection. A time of both joy and sorrow, we hold both tightly to our breasts. Holding on to those things that make our souls sing to the heavens, while fearing to let go of those things that have formed our lives, that pain we hide away from ourselves in those dark places. We know the pain is there, but we fear to confront it. Because without our fear what do we have? Peace.
Peace, not through the absence of fear, but the acceptance that fear is controllable. That we are more than our fears. That we are not controlled by our fears. That we control how we react to our fears. Knowing that ultimately fear is merely a reaction to the unknown, something primal and deeply engrained in our psyche. An unknown outcome, an unknown reaction, an unknown challenge from out of the dark, are all contributions to our fear, yet we can control how that fear manifests. It is our choice, our decision. We should never allow fear to control us.
Now that the dark has been dragged kicking before the lights of the Christmas tree, how do we proceed? We try to do so at peace. Peace is such a simple word, and much like it’s cousin love, is nearly impossible to quantify in any real terms. An absence of conflict can be construed as peace, but have both sides come to terms with the situation, or has only one side chosen to wait until a better time? An absence of fear could be peace, but does that not mean our peace can be shattered with a mere shout from the dark that stirs our blood? Ultimately, peace is an acceptance that we can’t control all the events around us, but again our actions to those events.
I find myself at peace. Not because I’m unafraid, but because I accept my fear as part of me and refuse to allow it to control me.
God bless you and yours. God bless those near and far. May God provide protection to those that deserve it, and guidance to those that need it. God bless those we have lost. God bless those I love, and those I fear.
I wish you all peace.
I’m a nobody. Well, that’s what I’m told at least. By who you may ask? Why the world around us! Sure we are individuals, but are we not also just little cogs in the giant machine of society? All parts moving in harmony together to a happy ending, right? It is the responsibility of us all to work together, so the least among us can keep moving. Nobody should be above another, nobody should be better than another, we should all be equal.
At least that is what we are told. By whom? Our leaders!! For the good of society, for the good of the machine, we each labor in our small way so that society, the machine, continues to operate. A portion of our labor is to support the good of society, for without society we can’t have the things that are around us. No police, no fire protection, no schools. For this we are to give a portion of our pay, a result of our labor, to society.
Yet there is a cancer in that society. A large portion of the cogs in the machine have seized up and are no longer spinning. No longer contributing to the society. No longer putting in their portion of pay, their labor, into society. What has happened? Our leaders!!
Society is an imperfect machine. Trade for value makes that machine move. It is the lubrication, the oil, that ensures that the machine does not seize up. That trade for value may take its form in many ways. Historically it was through barter. As society developed barter became burdensome. You can’t always carry chickens around if you want to get some beans from the farmer. Another form of exchange representing value was developed. Money. Money has become that lubrication because of what it represents. Value that has been added to something, be it a product or service.
Now we are getting to the heart of the matter. Some of the cogs aren’t putting in any lubrication, they are taking it. All they are doing is absorbing the oil that allows the machine to move freely. The machine, society, is beginning to slow down. It is beginning to grind quietly, but it is ever growing louder in the distance. Society can only continue for so long with less and less lubrication being put into the system. It will eventually seize.
So, I can’t forever be a nobody. I can’t forever just be a cog in the machine. I need to be more. More for myself. More for my family. More for society. Yet I can’t be alone. I can’t be the only one who realizes this. I need to bring others with me, bring them out of the machine and help them understand that the machine is worthless without people who produce the lubrication. Yet the ones that have to be taught, are the ones who are absorbing the lubrication. They are benefitting from the effort and labor of others. They are merely taking that which others produce. Society cannot sustain itself this way, it must change. Otherwise I fear what might happen.
I keep hearing that the Budget Repair Law in Wisconsin is not valid until published in the newspaper. Soooo, let’s look to see what the law requires. I did a word search in CHAPTER 35 – PUBLICATION AND DISTRIBUTION OF LAWS AND PUBLIC DOCUMENTS for the word newspaper.
LEGAL NOTICES; CLASS 5 (Definition: Class 5 — Legal notices.)
35.35 Requisition procedure
(1) (a) The legislative reference bureau shall provide to the secretary of state camera−ready copy in type not smaller than 5.5 point for the printing of any enrolled proposed constitutional amendment and of each enrolled resolution ordered to be printed in the official state newspaper by the president of the senate for resolutions originating in the senate or by the speaker of the assembly for resolutions originating in the assembly. The copy shall identify material deleted from existing law by stricken type, and material inserted into existing law by underscored type.
(b) The department may contract to sell, at a price equal to the cost of composition, camera−ready copy of the laws to any commercial publisher.
(2) Every state agency required by law to publish legal notices in a newspaper shall furnish printer’s copy to the department with a requisition therefor.
(3) All such printing shall be in the English language.
35.36 Fees; state legal notices.
(1) The compensation to the official state newspaper and other papers for all legal notices required to be published at the expense of the state may not exceed the rates specified in s. 985.08 (1), (2) and (3). All expenditures incidental to such printing shall be absorbed by the newspaper doing the publishing. Whenever the state elects to provide camera−ready copy for the publication of its facsimile ballots or other legal notices the maximum chargeable rates shall be adjusted as provided in s. 985.08 (2) (b).
(2) The costs of publication of legal notices shall, unless otherwise provided by law, be charged to the appropriation of the agency on whose order such publication is made.
35.84 Distribution, to whom.
The department shall make distribution of official documents as indicated and shall charge the appropriations of the state agency publishing or arranging for publication of each official document for the total cost of distribution as determined under s. 35.80. Distribution is automatic unless indicated otherwise. [See Figure 35.84 following]
(Editorial note: cropped the table for clarity)
99. Each newspaper as listed in Blue Book . . . . . . . . . . .
Blue Books; Code and s. 35.24 (1)
OK, anyone else unable to find anything in the law saying that the law is not valid until published? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?
Secretary of State LaFollette, you are full of crap.
There has been something sticking in my craw for a while, and I’d like to dig around in there with a toothpick. The damn thing is uncomfortable and it needs to come out. Well, here it comes now and it might be a little bloody on the way out.
When the economy took a dive these 24 months past everyone started to do what is natural. We tightened our belts. We cut back, and by God we made it through because we prioritized our spending. This is where my craw is not sitting well. The people cut back to be within our financial means, but the drunken politicians broke out the credit cards and rang up the bill ever further. WTF?
Then the teenagers up in Washington looked at those of us in fly over country, kicked out their hips, rolled their eyes and told us we didn’t understand. Like hell we didn’t understand, we’re the friggin parents! We understand all too well what happens when you can’t pay your credit card bill and the bill collectors start calling every day (maybe even more than once a day).
Well, the parents are looking like they will be taking that credit card away here pretty soon, and by God we’re going to set some better priorities. In order to guide those priorities, lets look at what our Grandparents wrote down on our “to do” list a couple years back.
The Congress shall have power to lay and collect taxes, duties, imposts and excises, to pay the debts and provide for the common defense and general welfare of the United States; but all duties, imposts and excises shall be uniform throughout the United States;
To borrow money on the credit of the United States;
To regulate commerce with foreign nations, and among the several states, and with the Indian tribes;
To establish a uniform rule of naturalization, and uniform laws on the subject of bankruptcies throughout the United States;
To coin money, regulate the value thereof, and of foreign coin, and fix the standard of weights and measures;
To provide for the punishment of counterfeiting the securities and current coin of the United States;
To establish post offices and post roads;
To promote the progress of science and useful arts, by securing for limited times to authors and inventors the exclusive right to their respective writings and discoveries;
To constitute tribunals inferior to the Supreme Court;
To define and punish piracies and felonies committed on the high seas, and offenses against the law of nations;
To declare war, grant letters of marque and reprisal, and make rules concerning captures on land and water;
To raise and support armies, but no appropriation of money to that use shall be for a longer term than two years;
To provide and maintain a navy;
To make rules for the government and regulation of the land and naval forces;
To provide for calling forth the militia to execute the laws of the union, suppress insurrections and repel invasions;
To provide for organizing, arming, and disciplining, the militia, and for governing such part of them as may be employed in the service of the United States, reserving to the states respectively, the appointment of the officers, and the authority of training the militia according to the discipline prescribed by Congress;
To exercise exclusive legislation in all cases whatsoever, over such District (not exceeding ten miles square) as may, by cession of particular states, and the acceptance of Congress, become the seat of the government of the United States, and to exercise like authority over all places purchased by the consent of the legislature of the state in which the same shall be, for the erection of forts, magazines, arsenals, dockyards, and other needful buildings;–And
To make all laws which shall be necessary and proper for carrying into execution the foregoing powers, and all other powers vested by this Constitution in the government of the United States, or in any department or officer thereof.
Oh, and for those that think the “general welfare” clause gives us a blank check, let’s double check the note Grandfather James Madison put on the outside of the envelope.
Some, who have not denied the necessity of the power of taxation, have grounded a very fierce attack against the Constitution, on the language in which it is defined. It has been urged and echoed, that the power “to lay and collect taxes, duties, imposts, and excises, to pay the debts, and provide for the common defense and general welfare of the United States,” amounts to an unlimited commission to exercise every power which may be alleged to be necessary for the common defense or general welfare. No stronger proof could be given of the distress under which these writers labor for objections, than their stooping to such a misconstruction.
Had no other enumeration or definition of the powers of the Congress been found in the Constitution, than the general expressions just cited, the authors of the objection might have had some color for it; though it would have been difficult to find a reason for so awkward a form of describing an authority to legislate in all possible cases. A power to destroy the freedom of the press, the trial by jury, or even to regulate the course of descents, or the forms of conveyances, must be very singularly expressed by the terms “to raise money for the general welfare.
“But what color can the objection have, when a specification of the objects alluded to by these general terms immediately follows, and is not even separated by a longer pause than a semicolon? If the different parts of the same instrument ought to be so expounded, as to give meaning to every part which will bear it, shall one part of the same sentence be excluded altogether from a share in the meaning; and shall the more doubtful and indefinite terms be retained in their full extent, and the clear and precise expressions be denied any signification whatsoever? For what purpose could the enumeration of particular powers be inserted, if these and all others were meant to be included in the preceding general power? Nothing is more natural nor common than first to use a general phrase, and then to explain and qualify it by a recital of particulars. But the idea of an enumeration of particulars which neither explain nor qualify the general meaning, and can have no other effect than to confound and mislead, is an absurdity, which, as we are reduced to the dilemma of charging either on the authors of the objection or on the authors of the Constitution, we must take the liberty of supposing, had not its origin with the latter.
The objection here is the more extraordinary, as it appears that the language used by the convention is a copy from the articles of Confederation. The objects of the Union among the States, as described in article third, are “their common defense, security of their liberties, and mutual and general welfare. ” The terms of article eighth are still more identical: “All charges of war and all other expenses that shall be incurred for the common defense or general welfare, and allowed by the United States in Congress, shall be defrayed out of a common treasury,” etc. A similar language again occurs in article ninth. Construe either of these articles by the rules which would justify the construction put on the new Constitution, and they vest in the existing Congress a power to legislate in all cases whatsoever. But what would have been thought of that assembly, if, attaching themselves to these general expressions, and disregarding the specifications which ascertain and limit their import, they had exercised an unlimited power of providing for the common defense and general welfare? I appeal to the objectors themselves, whether they would in that case have employed the same reasoning in justification of Congress as they now make use of against the convention. How difficult it is for error to escape its own condemnation!
I got that 5:00 a.m. phone call today. You know the one I’m talking about. That call that wakes you from a dead sleep and after you put down the receiver there is no way on the good Lord’s earth you are getting back to dreamland. By God you are awake now and you have to deal with the situation somehow.
Now my phone call wasn’t one from the police, or a hospital, or even a family member calling about someone who has passed. Scratch that. It was definitely that last one. Except mine was regret calling and kicking in my door to say hello and sit in my heart. It wanted to share a bit of whiskey and think about old times that never happened, but should have. Regret had come calling to reminisce about my brother passing away and things left undone.
My brother passed away on a clear morning, much like I was hoping this morning to be, and I find myself directed to other things. It’ll be five years this coming October. I was mowing the lawn when that call came in. My biggest concern was seeing that my brother’s wife got what she needed. At a certain point some news takes a while to sink into your brain, and even longer for it to hit the soft spots that we all keep hidden from the world. A week later we buried him with all his due honors. Honors of love and service. He had turned 27 in the February of that year. Two days after we laid him to rest, I turned 31.
Birthdays for me are hard now. They are usually a pleasant affair, with a rim of sadness ringing the events. My wife helps at this time with those little things that women are won’t to do for us men. She keeps my children at bay when she can see I’m off thinking of something other than the celebration around me. Maybe she helps me along with that next drink to try and make that prior week something to enjoy, rather than fear. Most often she is there for me in a way that can only be appreciated by a spouse who doesn’t want to be where he is at, and she can see it in the way I breath the very air.
So we come back to my brother. A man of such personality that after he passed you could almost feel the hole he had left behind. A man of love and compassion for others, tinged in sweet sarcasm and a wry wit. At least that’s what I’m told. My brother and I didn’t talk much the years prior to his passing. He was overseas serving his country, going to school, or out with friends. I was going to school, getting married, having kids, insert some platitude about life getting in the way here, but it all means I didn’t make the time.
Oh, those weren’t the only things floating out there. I’ll admit that. There was a bunch of other stuff that we both carried on our backs like Atlas carrying the world. Baggage. That crap we all pitch up on top of our shoulders every once in a while because for some reason we think we should carry a big suitcase of pain and poor decisions around for a while. A great bid pile of stupidity that we feel we need to hold on to. Well, Regret came and told me to put mine down and rest.
My biggest regret is that my brother and I let someone else’s decision come between us, our family’s and our lives. That caused my brother and I to be estranged. Big fancy word for not talking to one another. Outside of family events, we didn’t really talk for nearly 10 years by my reckoning. It was a colossal waste of time. Now only filled with a brown swirling mass of lost moments and joy that will never have existed.
So here we sit in the wee hours of the morning. Me typing away at a computer; you likely, hopefully, sleeping in your bed wistfully dreaming that your July 4th party won’t result in a brutal hangover. You may fail at that hope because you did everything in your power to make it happen, but I’m doing… nothing. Nothing to be done now, but regret the things we can’t control and pitch another duffle on top of that pile sitting between my shoulders even though what I really want to do is unload some of that baggage and have less regrets in my life.
I miss you terribly my brother. Go with God and I’ll see you again when He calls me as He did you.
So, I haven’t posted in a while. Reasons abound, but the short version is that life got in the way.
Work ramped up, school is still in session and the deadlines tend not to shift. One week I saw my wife, while conscious I must add, for a total of about 5 minutes.
The good news is that work has returned to normal (as normal as that can be), and my wife is happy to have me home. Well, at least as far as I don’t disturb her routine.
Summer is quickly approaching, with the harbinger date of Memorial Day just around the corner. The last week of classes will swiftly pass, exams will arrive and depart with nary a whimper, and my summer will begin. Four more years of school (at the minimum) yet lay before me. Being on the downhill end of this educational slog means I can see the end, if not virtually taste the graduation glass of Scotch on my parched lips. I’ll have to make sure I get something especially nice for the occasion. Steak dinner for all? Maybe. There are many days between now and then.
Many nights of study and head shaking at the priorities of those kids in college. Do I really get to call them kids? I think so. Hell, many of my fellow students were being born the year I graduated high school. Do you think that qualifies? Maybe I’m being ageist, but I would argue that a couple of more years, a marriage, three kids, a couple of cats and dogs, military service, travel and good friends who give one a healthy dose of reality gives one a perspective on life that I wish I could impart upon my fellow students.
Alas, I feel slightly melancholy over the whole prospect. In the fall I will start classes with students I will never see again, and I will graduate with more that I have not yet seen. Oddly enough I’m guessing a couple of the instructors at the school will have retired before I graduate. I’m not a 90 year old great-grandmother getting her masters, but a near middle aged man working on that bachelors degree. An associates can only take you so far before you run into the reality of the world. A bachelors is the new high school diploma. Sad really.
I’ve been listening to the 5,000 Year Leap. It’s been excellent so far. The discussion of the writings that shaped the Founding Father’s thoughts and beliefs was enlightening. I already knew the concept of Natural Law, but never really delved into the origins. Cicero? The guy predates Christ! I look forward to the rest.
Also reading Crucible of War, and Dust of Dreams. Both are interesting. Crucible really delves into the personalities that shaped the events of the world’s first global war. The other is a fantasy novel, but the author in many ways examines philosophical views through his characters. I usually can chew through fantasy novels pretty fast, but Erikson’s novels seem to need crib sheets and a handy reference for Kant.
More thoughts down the road.
So, as I’m diligently plowing through my work day a thought occurs to me.
We’re going to get stuck with the universal health care debacle waiting in the wings, and I figured out how the Democrats will do it. Assuming of course they get slaughtered in November at the polls.
Reconciliation is the vehicle, the timing is at question. Everyone is concerned with the here and now, because the President has just had his health care summit dog and pony show. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that they will table the proposal until later in the year. I’m not sure how they will do it to save face, but that doesn’t matter. The prediction is not swayed by such a thing, but only the resulting Democrat effort.
Health care will rear its ugly head after the November elections. They currently have enough of a majority in both the House and Senate to pass destruction upon 1/6th of the American economy via reconciliation. Reconciliation is filibuster resistant in the Senate, which is the only real stopping point to the society destruction that is the Democrat proposal. The House has a slimmer majority, but to get the structure in place Pelosi will likely be able to break enough arms, and blackmail enough people to get her 50+%.
Now the rub, they’ll do it on the backs of outgoing politicians who have been shown the door by the people in the time between the elections in November, and the new Congress being sworn in that following January. What the hell do those lame ducks have to fear? They already lost their jobs! Screw the small minded peons who don’t understand what is best for them? Based on current predictions for possible Republican successes in November, they won’t have enough of a majority to generate the 2/3 majority required to overturn an Obama veto of legislation put forth to repeal the Democrat boondoggle.
Not that I would expect the Republicans to try and repeal the abomination. They wouldn’t have the guts.
I’m driving home the other night and I’m thinking how a in mid-January the President was on the radio talking about how he intends to get the TARP money back from the banks who borrowed it. Except he wants to only go after the top 50 firms in the country (who apparently have paid back a large portion of the TARP money).
I did some digging and I find that 829 firms received TARP money. 50/849 comes out to about 5.9% of the firms that received TARP money will be assessed the “financial crisis responsibility fee”.
This didn’t sit well with me.
First because anyone who believes that corporations pay taxes doesn’t understand basic economics. Taxes are a cost of doing business, and you pass the cost of doing business on to the end user (that would be the little guy putting $5 from his paycheck into the bank).
Second, because this really seemed to smack of a bill of attainder to me. Not in a literal sense, I know that the government won’t pass a law saying these financial firms are guilty of treason, but in a figurative sense. These firms are being turned into pariahs of the highest order by our government and the media in this nation. They are being accused of being the only reason our economy took a nose dive at the end of 2008. It was the banks that destroyed us, so now they must be punished!
By all that is holy, if the behemoth that is the US Federal government is not partially culpable then we need to walk over to the sink, turn the faucet on high (tepid water please) and place our face firmly underneath the stream to wash the cobwebs off.
I’m not an economist, I don’t play one on TV, but no bank is going to give a loan to a person who can’t pay it back unless there is a gun being held to their head. Do some digging, it doesn’t take long to find a history and summary of what happened. You might start to choke, so don’t have a drink handy while reading.
When the people fear their government, there is tyranny; when the government fears the people, there is liberty.
If someone from the government showed up at your door, is your first response a racing heart beat? Sounds like the fear is on the wrong foot.
JOE LEGAL vs. JOSE ILLEGAL
You have two families: “Joe Legal” and “Jose Illegal”. Both families have two parents, two children, and live in California .
Joe Legal works in construction, has a Social Security Number and makes $25.00 per hour with taxes deducted.
Jose Illegal also works in construction, has NO Social Security Number, and gets paid $15.00 cash “under the table”.
Ready? Now pay attention…
Joe Legal: $25.00 per hour x 40 hours = $1000.00 per week, or $52,000.00 per year. Now take 30% away for state and federal tax; Joe Legal now has $31,231.00.
Jose Illegal: $15.00 per hour x 40 hours = $600.00 per week, or $31,200.00 per year. Jose Illegal pays no taxes. Jose Illegal now has $31,200.00.
Joe Legal pays medical and dental insurance with limited coverage for his family at $600.00 per month, or $7,200.00 per year. Joe Legal now has $24,031.00.
Jose Illegal has full medical and dental coverage through the state and local clinics at a cost of $0.00 per year. Jose Illegal still has $31,200.00.
Joe Legal makes too much money and is not eligible for food stamps or welfare. Joe Legal pays $500.00 per month for food, or $6,000.00 per year. Joe Legal now has $18,031.00.
Jose Illegal has no documented income and is eligible for food stamps and welfare. Jose Illegal still has $31,200.00.
Joe Legal pays rent of $1,200.00 per month, or $14,400.00 per year. Joe Legal now has $9,631.00.
Jose Illegal receives a $500.00 per month federal rent subsidy. Jose Illegal pays out that $500.00 per month, or $6,000.00 per year. Jose Illegal still has $ 31,200.00.
Joe Legal pays $200.00 per month, or $2,400.00 for insurance. Joe Legal now has $7,231.00.
Jose Illegal says, “We don’t need no stinkin’ insurance!” and still has $31,200.00.
Joe Legal has to make his $7,231.00 stretch to pay utilities, gasoline, etc.
Jose Illegal has to make his $31,200.00 stretch to pay utilities, gasoline, and what he sends out of the country every month.
Joe Legal now works overtime on Saturdays or gets a part time job after work.
Jose Illegal has nights and weekends off to enjoy with his family.
Joe Legal’s and Jose Illegal’s children both attend the same school. Joe Legal pays for his children’s lunches while Jose Illegal’s children get a government sponsored lunch. Jose Illegal’s children have an after school ESL program. Joe Legal’s children go home.
Joe Legal and Jose Illegal both enjoy the same police and fire services, but Joe paid for them and Jose did not pay.
Do you get it, now?
If you vote for or support any politician that supports illegal aliens…
You are part of the problem!