Year: 2014

Is the U.S. conducting a witch hunt, when they are the witch? This is common in American history…

1. The U.S. is upset over the tour of South America that President Putin was just engaged in…

2. And is reluctant to allow any form of “reconciliation; to occur between the Russian speaking Ukrainians and Kiev…

3. And is miffed at the formation of a BRICS Bank…

4. Plus really perturbed at the fact that BRICS also will start their own credit ratings and financial services to tell the west to pack it and leave on all accounts…

5. And Russia supports the Iraq president, while the U.S. wants it changed…

6. And we could talk Cuba and Lourdes, but we will not, for now…

7. What next a False-Flag?

8. And (Syria), and (add your choice here), and (add your choice here), and more and’s…

Such happy BRICS Presidents…

There are many experts who talk about the BRICS and what they are trying to do. The experts either ignore the BRICS or they talk down about the BRICS. These experts almost all are from the west and they almost all ignore the real world at large and the real world is large…

Lets get to the lake level today: The old well above is village era and not school era. It was made by an energetic individual (individuals,) who obviously had a run in with the lake people, over stealing water out of the fish ponds to water a huge garden, more like a field…

This person (persons) solved the water stealing issue by going far enough away to be off fish property, but still on the same level that the lake is. Then they sank a wood lined shaft, that when the lake is filled, the well is filled. The well is deeper than the lake and from what I see, it has water in it year around. It just does not have water at a high level until the lake is filled…

Hot lazy day and since Boza and I walked already this morning. I will just post some pictures that I like from the village area. No they are not exciting, nor will they win awards for photography, but they make me happy and I am posting them…

I got to observe guys finishing a boat. It was in the main village and they were putting the last coat of tar on the seams. It is a heavy cumbersome boat, but they work and they are getting better as the years go by. I remember that the first boats they started to make several years ago, virtually sank as fast as they put them in the water, then they must have found the right recipe for boat making…

The boats they make now, are solid built and from what I see, almost unsinkable (I have seen them paddle them back to shore full of water, after tipping and the wood always keeps the boat at the surface.) At least they do the job perfect for feeding the fish from. They look good and seem to be able to sit for weeks in the lakes and not take on water. Looks like they found someone who can build a boat and they need to keep him…

But oh my, they are heavy and I see them take 4 guys to move them. I would like to have one though…

This morning at 5:30 am, Boza and I stood on the crest of a hill looking out over kilometers and kilometers of vast expanse of land. The land was full of trees, farms, lakes and peace. Not quiet, but peace…

I could hear a farm tractor in the distance and saw the old Soviet blue colored tractor very far away. It chugged and chugged and chugged, as it went about its business, oblivious to the worlds issues. Then I heard a fox squeal and run as Boza disturbed his sleeping place. Then I heard before I saw, a huge Peterbilt truck on the main highway. It was a Model 389 and it had straight wide open stacks, faded blue in color and had a trailer fully loaded, as the twin turbos screamed as it took inclines.Then a biplane also heard before seen, rumbled in to view and absorbed my thoughts for the next few minutes…

When I grew up my grandma would make these wonderful burgers. They were so good and my favorite color of purple, that I would eat three or more if allowed. This meat burger was wonderful and there always seemed to be lots of extra patties when these big purple meat patties were served. Later in life I found out that grandma used garden beets to make a fake meat, so that a kid like me would eat and eat and eat…

Therefore, while this might seem like a new fangled way to eat healthy, but beet patties are a very old Russian treat. This make sense, because beets grow plentiful here in Russia and actually it is nice to eat a patty burger, even if it is not real meat. Russians actually do not make a sandwich from them, for they eat cutlets instead…

I am sitting here in the Russian Village and wishing I had some beets to make this delight, but you can make it them right now. Gather the ingredients, put them together and feed your family on the cheap today…

Purple Burgers: Beet Burgers from Russia…

I have discovered the pattern of development in this Russian village’s past. It was a female monastery to start with, then it became a village called Communal and that was a farm village, then it became a school for the deaf and blind and then it became just simply a village. Now we will add the next stage and that is a male monastery in progress…

The other day I was pointed approximately to the site of the old mill that the communal village used to grind flour. I knew it was here somewhere. How I was told is not important, what is important is that I found the old mill stone and the basement indent of the old mill. It most likely was a windmill powered grinding mill and after studying the land around the area. I realized that I had discovered the old stables, fields and corrals of the farm village…

I chose today, due to the cloud cover, to wash all the dishes and my clothes. It is hard on me to stand in the hot sun too long and I took advantage of a partly sunny day. If this day holds on to partly sunny, I will most likely install a carburetor on our Volga today also…

I use an old huge metal bowl to wash clothes, dishes and myself in. Thinking about doing a Jethro on the Beverly Hillbillies and eat cereal out of the bowl also… 🙂

Guess you have to be American and getting old to appreciate the Hillbillies…

Many many moons ago the West started it (That impossible lenticularis motion of ignorance that the world seems to rotate through every few hundred years!) and actually, virtually everything is a failure, except for making the rich richer. We have made the middle class in the Western Empire a poor class, the poor are simply welfare recipients and we have made the well to do, a smaller class of people, the new middle class and they are getting poorer by the day also. Then we have made the insanely rich, much much richer, with no end in sight to their wealth increase…