We answered all the e-mails about Boza’s passing. Took awhile, Boza was popular…
Thanks everyone…
Kyle and Sveta
В самом начале войны зажиточные люди из западных стран платили очень серьезные деньги за стрельбу по «живым мишеням». – At the very beginning of the war, wealthy people from Western countries paid very serious money for firing at “live targets
Source: Богатые иностранцы приезжали поохотиться на жителей Донбасса в 2014 году (ВИДЕО – Video)
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North Korea cannot win for losing. Either the press is hating to “death do they part” North Korea and South Korea and or love it to the point of fanaticism…
I say, “Leave both North and South Korea alone and let them work things out!” and “Enjoy life!”
But…
The hate from America and or the love expressed is so far extremed, that we look like fools…
No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master. – Hunter S. Thompson
We need to get out in the world more and quit trying to bend it to our foolish ways…
WtR
In the last few months Boza almost died a hundred times. He finally gave up, but he really never suffered, not in a bad way. Physically Boza was still in very good shape. He just suffered from a tumor in the brain and it took his life finally after almost twelve years…
It ended up that it was a tumor that stole his sight and gave him seizures. We except that and that is that…
Little boy was tough and dies in Svetochka’s arms…
God does work in good ways and he died the best way for us….Yes I could get mad and whine about how it was not fair, but Boza reached almost twelve years old and he was loved the whole time. He was found at a gas station outside of Moscow and he stole Sveta’s heart. I did not want him, for I knew that doggies had a short life and it hurts when they leave. But never would I have known at that time that he would steal my heart more than any of the dozens of dogs I have raised and seen die…
Now Boza is free from all that was and I wish to think that he is now in a better place. This is my last tribute to him and I am now getting my life back. It feels good, yet it feels bad at the same time. My blood pressure has stabilized, my sugar levels have stabilized again and I am walking kilometers again a day, just for Boza. I promised him that I would walk and walk and walk…
I had to adjust my life and funnel my energy into him. Now I have it back and feel great. Sad in heart, but I will walk and walk, for nothing was more important to Boza’s daily life than his walks…
He taught me how to stay alive myself and for that I owe him to continue my multiple daily walks and I owe it to myself to stay healthy. Svetochka needs me and she needs me doing what I do best. I will start and finish my books I have almost finished and had to put on hiatus. Boza needed my energy to survive with a life as close to normal as possible. I knew this and took a back seat for about two years…
Bless his heart! Now Boza is free from that nasty tumor and free from pain…
Thank you God and enjoy our doggy. He is a fine boy and always believed in peace and harmony, not war and hate…
We are doing good and have our life to live…
Kyle and Sveta at WtR
PS: I want to thank everyone for the deep sincere letters. Thank You…
We want to thank those who sent RIP E-mails to Boza and we even got several pictures of their animals they share their home with. One in particular made me smile. Cats and computers are an interesting combination…
I personally had a rough day yesterday….but this morning, I feel better. The shock of his passing has tempered and I, after thinking, understand that it all is for the better. Boza was almost 12 years old. (Average dog death age.)
Three winters ago, Boza and I spent the most magical winter in “The Tiny Russian Village”. This winter was the last winter that Boza had at full strength and Boza and I tripped the lights fantastic…
http://windowstorussia.com/?s=Boza
Follow the search link above and you will find by the second page the exploits of Boza and I, in The Tiny Russian Village. The second winter with Boza in the village was rougher, Boza was starting to fail then. This winter, I knew he would not survive and being with Svetochka was very important. For both me and Boza…
I wish I could be as tough as Boza was!
Of course he thought I was tough and mean and grouchy!
But, he also knew I loved him, as I love Svetochka also, with all my heart, we were a family…
Thanks for the kind e-mails. Good people come out when needed…
WtR
Boza had four good walks yesterday, he had eaten three times and he pranced and danced on his last day on earth…
For six months I knew what Sveta, who has only had one doggy in her life, would come and come sooner than we want it to. I warned her, but she never understood, until yesterday what I was talking about…
Doggies are a bit of heaven that come into your life and change the way that you see life…
I will continue to walk, for it is for my health and Boza would want me to continue our walks. He saw life as a bowl of cherries and even those damn pits, could not get in the way. Everyday was a new experience and he barged head on into whatever was there to see and do…
I have to sort out what changes this will bring:
For a year now, I have had to adjust my life to help a little guy have the best of the rest of his life he could have. I chewed his food for him, I carried him when he would get sick and I held him for hours as he struggled with the debilitating issues that he had to deal with and in the same token, I never hesitated to grab the good times and allow him to live life, even as I held him up to pee and poop. I watched every step he made as he was blind, I was a seeing eye human and tried my damnedest to support him in his quest for living his life…
As long as quality of life was above the decadence of life. I was going to give him what he needed…
But, now all that is gone and now I have to concentrate on myself and Svetochka…
Svetochka is hurting, she has lost her little buddy. She has lost family and she has learned, as I have learned, many things from Boza. Svetochka said last night, “Boza taught us many things about life!” (Maybe expound on that later in life?)
Boza spared us from having him put to sleep. Boza was that kind of doggy:
He went fast and instantly. No pain, no suffering and Svetochka was holding him as he fell down. I heard his last breaths, that death rattle, and I jumped up and said, “He is dying!” Then I said, “He died!” As I grabbed him in my arms and felt his soul leave….I had brought him back several times and tried what I always have done, but I knew better…
Svetochka was stunned and it took her awhile to garner what happened in her arms…
I thanked God that she was holding him as he died. I would say he had a stroke and passed away…
So for a day or so, I will think and walk. I will clean up the Boza stuff and clean up the dog fur that has been part of our life for over ten years. It is sad to think that once I sweep up that dog fur, it will not come back, faster than I sweep it up…
If doggies go to doggy heaven and wait for their favorite owners? I know he will be there waiting for Svetochka…
He loved her and would give his life for her. I was alpha and this alpha is crying, for his buddy, a family member, has died…
See you in a few days. I have to think…
Kyle and Svetochka at WtR
Just this side of heaven
is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together…
Boza will be waiting for Svetochka and that I know as fact…
Kyle and Svetochka and (one last time) Boza…
by John Stanton
“Democracy is talking itself to death. The people do not know what they want; they do not know what is best for them. There is too much foolishness, too much lost motion. I have stopped the talk and the nonsense. I am a man of action. Democracy is beautiful in theory; in practice it is a fallacy. You in America will see that someday. Fascist education is moral, physical, social, and military: it aims to create a complete and harmoniously developed human, a fascist one according to our views.” Benito Mussolini
Back in January 2017, I wrote that President Donald Trump should not be too hastily compared to Benito Mussolini, the fascist dictator of Italy who would come to an ignominious end. Well, I was dead wrong about that. America’s reasonable facsimile for Mussolini is Donald Trump. His mannerisms, posture and facial expressions, all call to mind the Italian dictator. Trump’s call for a military parade, being dutifully carried out by the Pentagon, closes the case for Trump-as-Mussolini.
You think that’s too harsh. Take a look at the clips from Mussolini and two of his fabulous, Make Italy Great Again military parades from the 20th Century.
Trump does not give a damn about celebrating members of US Armed Forces who engage in combat operations on a daily basis or the families that wait, and hope, that their son, daughter, wife or husband return in . The US military is a toy as far as Trump is concerned. He wants to one-up military parades—conducted based on weak political and conventional capabilities–the world sees yearly from Russia, China and North Korea to suit his own pathological ego. “Mine’s bigger than yours,” is what Trump is all about. Trump’s gaudiness is revolting.
Here’s a guy who used deferments and some sort of foot ailment diagnosis to avoid service in Vietnam, like one of his predecessors, Bill Clinton. They both feel compelled to show off their military challenge coin collection, perhaps to compensate for the fact that they were draft dodgers. Trump’s collection sits on the table behind his desk. Clinton had his depicted in his Presidential Portrait.
How Much?
So how much cash is the Pentagon going to spend on this project? Fuel costs for the inevitable Army, Marine and Air Force aircraft flyover and tactical wheeled vehicles will be pricey. Could we not put those funds to better use in Afghanistan? Is Trump going to have Minuteman III or Trident D-5 missiles on display? Or how about showing off the Army’s Army High Energy Laser Tactical Test Truck or the Polaris MRZR military all-terrain vehicle with a tethered drone during the show?
You know the F-35’s will show up overhead along with unmanned aerial vehicles of the type used for Intelligence, Reconnaissance and Surveillance.
Will White House proconsuls Chief of Staff John Kelly (USMC, Ret.)and LTG HR McMaster be standing in a modified Humvee waving and saluting to the citizens, and cameras, that line the streets. The same John Kelly who suggested that the Northern and Southern states could have compromised to avoid a Civil War to end secession and slavery?
I’m a pro-military person. I agree that the Nuclear Triad should be upgraded. The Nuclear Posture Review was a great read. I like the F-35 and the next generation Columbia-class submarines and B-21’s that will be fielded when I’m ashes in an urn. I think Secretary of Defense Jim Mattis is an exceptional military and historical mind.
Too Far for Me
Trump’s ongoing deification of the military, and his worship of those in and out of uniform, lifts the practice to a new and unnerving level raising concerns about the durability of civilian control of the military or even the American Republic. Consider the view of Major Danny Sjursenis, a U.S. Army strategist and former history instructor at West Point who did tours with reconnaissance units in Iraq and Afghanistan.
“It’s worrisome when president after president defers to and all too often hides behind the supposed wisdom of active and retired three- and four-star flag officers. Don’t get me wrong, some of these guys can be impressive. No one is perfect, but former Chairman of the Joint Chiefs General Martin Dempsey was a gem with genuine scholarly and combat bona fides. But consider him and a few others the exceptions that prove the rule. Which is why civilian control of the military, and of the policymaking process that goes with military action, is not just a constitutional imperative but desirable for thoroughly practical reasons. Which, in turn, is why the makeup of the current administration ― with an unprecedented number of generals in key positions ― raises some serious questions. And yet the problem is so much bigger than that. Somehow ― and this should be truly unnerving ― Americans have gotten to a place where, it seems, they trust only soldiers.”
Is Trump’s parade going to focus on the defeat of the Islamic State in Iraq and Syria? But wait, we only worked “by, with and through” the Iraqi’s and Syrian Democratic Forces (SDF) as they blasted the Islamic State. Will we see Iraqi and SDF personnel marching in the militaristic celebration? I do expect we will see an A-29 Super Tucano with an announcer saying over the loud speakers, “Here is the A-29 flown by a pilot from the Afghanistan Air Force who has many combat missions under his belt.”
Trump’s military extravaganza will have to include high school marching bands and perhaps the Boy Scouts. Of course military veterans from prior conflicts will have to be paraded around. Who will provide the musical entertainment? And don’t forget the Defense Industrial Base contractors will want to be front and center with the uniformed military personnel. A military parade is not possible without Lockheed Martin, Boeing, Northrop Grumman, BAE Systems or General Dynamics. And movie or television personalities will have to be recruited to support the event.
Then there is the matter of the costs needed to secure the event. The military parade will be designated a National Security Special Event, the same as America’s Super Bowl and the Oscars. That means Washington, DC will not only be flooded with military personnel but they will need to be protected by Washington, DC and regional police forces, elements of the Department of Homeland Security, the FBI, and scores of other protective services ranging from the Secret Service to those who monitor for Chemical, Biological, Radiological and Nuclear weapons.
Oh, the irony. The mighty military has to be protected by civilians during its parade.
“But in a country, where the perpetual menacings of danger oblige the government to be always prepared to repel it, her armies must be numerous enough for instant defence. The continual necessity for his services enhances the importance of the soldier, and proportionably degrades the condition of the citizen. The military state becomes elevated above the civil. The inhabitants of territories often the theatre of war, are unavoidably subjected to frequent infringements on their rights, which serve to weaken their sense of those rights; and by degrees, the people are brought to consider the soldiery not only as their protectors, but as their superiors.” Alexander Hamilton, Federalist Papers, 8.
John Stanton can be reached at jstantonarchangel@gmail.com. His last book is titled Trump & Friends, a collection of essays.
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Homo “Sapiens” is an amusing misnomer if at any time there was one…
Homo is our Genus Homo Sapiens is our Species. Presently, the Homo Sapiens are partitioned into two species; the Neanderthals and the Homo Sapiens Sapiens?
Homo Sapiens Sapiens is our Sub Species – Modern people are Homo Sapiens Sapiens…. Homo Sapiens is our species…
On the off chance that you recommend to the hypothesis that Humans are isolated into subspecies, similar to Homo Sapiens Neanderthalis and Homo Sapiens Idaltu, at that point “Homo Sapiens” isn’t a mistaken proclamation. You could likewise order both of these, alongside Homo Sapiens Sapiens, as Homo Sapiens…
So all Homo Sapiens Sapiens would be Homo Sapiens, however not all Homo Sapiens would be Homo Sapiens Sapiens. Today, be that as it may, we’re all similar species….every damn last one of us…
Lets just say Homo Sapien instead of trying to analyze Homo Sapiens Sapiens… Homo sapiens sapiens – a subspecies of Homo sapiens; includes all modern races. Everywhere on earth, but we are simple Homo Sapiens…
Be that as it may, it is significant there is significant question over the presence of subspecies inside the Homo Sapien species, and numerous charged subspecies are all the more regularly named their own particular separate life form and not similar species. Or maybe, they are simply in similar variety. For example, a great many people distinguish Neanderthals by Homo Neanderthalis…
Homo Sapiens is not any more a term being used. It was initially beget to recognize individuals from our species when around 40,000 years prior, when we saw a move in social idiosyncrasies. What happened 40,000 years prior was Homo Sapiens interbred with Neanderthals….yes that caveman dragging grandma off to his home is grandpa…
Over the mediating time more information has brought about 2 things: 1) Neanderthals are presently named a different animal groups — Homo Neanderthal. Hence there is never again any requirement for a “subspecies” order of Homo Sapiens. 2) taxonomists started to desert the utilization of the grouping “subspecies”
Homo Sapiens is the subspecies to which every single living human have a place. The Neanderthal individuals are once in a while thought about another subspecies, Homo Sapiens Neanderthalensis, and there is another, Homo Sapiens Idaltu, thought to be the prompt progenitor of H. s. sapiens.
There is a refinement. Homo is our Genus Homo Sapiens is our Species Homo Sapiens Sapiens is our Sub Species Modern people are Homo Sapiens Sapiens, however there is a wiped out Homo Sapien called Homo Sapiens Idaltu. Homo Sapiens Sapiens are the main surviving sub types of Homo Sapiens. On the human development graph we are Homo Sapiens. Not that you asked, but rather here’s the way we separate: Domani: Eukaryota Kingdom: Animalia Phylum: Chordata Subphylum: Vertebrata Class: Mammalia Subclass: Theria Order: Primates Superfamily: Hominoidea Family: Haminidae Subfamily: Homininae Tribe: Hominini Subtribe: Hominina Genus: Homo Species: Homo Sapiens Subspecies: Homo Sapiens (Sometimes Neanderthals are marked as Homo Sapiens Neanderthalensis however they are additionally named as a different animal varieties; Homo Neanderthalensis)
We are all “Mankind” but you better call us “Peoplekind” and not get in trouble…maybe saying “Womankind” would keep you out of hot water?
Somewhere in our mess of a linage, we are all related and maybe that is the issue. Family likes to fight….just do not knock a woman over the head and drag her to your cave, no matter how she effects you. The “Keystone Cops” will hunt you down…
Then again…that is what succeeded to keep us on top and become the dominant species on earth. Dragging off your mate to your home…
Hmm…
Oh and yes, I am a biology major….I just hope I got it all correct. Still gets confusing at times….religiously, politically, genetically and socially…
Lions and tigers and bears! Oh My…
WtR
Many years ago I stepped out of America:
I had been crushed by a system that did not want me. It did not want my thinking, my questions and my search for knowledge. It wanted me silenced and tried to silence me in many ways. This silencing continued even after I left America. WtR has been brutally threatened and beaten to death over the years…. Why?
Because much of what I have to say, comes true:
I found someone who accepts me as I am and she happened to live in Russia. I found myself faced with going to Russia (that terrible evil place,) and or spending the rest of my years in America silent and hoping that no more bricks and no more houses would be burned…. Yes I have had homes burned to silence and threaten me…
In my life I have been beaten by Feds, bricks thrown through my windows, guns put against my head and yet I still tell things how I see them. Thank God, Russia does not chase me around and do the same as I dealt within America…
No conspiracy, a gun against the back of your head is reality and it is cold, a deep cold that you will feel into your soul. My family will never understand why I walked away when I did. They just do not see that America is an issue. They just say, “Leave all alone and no one will bother you!”
I left them alone and it is more for protection than anything else…
It is called, “The head in the sand,” syndrome….in Russia they do not have to keep their heads in the sand. Russia really is free. Yes it really is compared to America…
I talk about how Russia is 50 years behind America in its social destruction. But I also talk about how Russia is slowly working the same path as America has gone. It is inevitable I am afraid. Svetochka is amazed at how I talk about stuff happening here in Russia and or what will happen and it does. From seatbelt laws, mandatory to little rules and regulations that will implemented. they are happening, slowly, but they happen in Russia…
I talk about it and then it happens. Svetochka sometimes wishes I would not say anything, for it always happens….like someone is listening to me talk all the time… 😉 It is called, deja vu…
The difference to me is:
I will not be alive when Russia becomes what America is now, 50 years from now. I will be way and long gone. The world will have changed too much and I don’t care to see it anyway. For now, Russia is the olden ways and thank god, I have found such a home that accepts me…
I know Russia will still be 50 years behind the west and that will still make Russia a better place. Maybe, just maybe, Russia will stop the inevitable slide to rune and learn from what the west has become. I hope China and Russia learn, the world needs it. It is far from all good, but….what Russia and China are is a far cry better than the materialistic, immoral and extirpating western society has become…
I just tell what I see, feel and experience:
This blog has way over 6000 posts. Much junk to be honest. Much has been me growing in how I write and what I write about. I change how I write, when in the Tint Russian Village, I write more about everyday life as a simple villager. In Moscow, I write about world issues and world problems. All posts have a place in my life and all posts are very important. I write to express how I feel and what I see…
I live in a whole different world than many of my readers. At 2000 readers a day, I don’t talk about what you want to hear. I talk about what I want to tell you about what bothers me. Today, I expressed about Ukraine. I am sick and saddened at what America has done to Ukraine. Ukraine was a my home away from home and I no longer have that home to go to. Ukraine has literally been destroyed and to travel Ukraine is taking your life for a grain of salt. I am one who will take chances, but Ukraine has evolved to a situation that is not worth the time to travel. Ukraine and or Kiev to be more exact is/has become a cesspool…
Svetochka and I have been all over:
I am thankful that Sveta and I were able to travel (eg. Ukraine by car.) Twice we have driven all over Ukraine. Many times her an I have traveled many many kilometers and seen the sights of several countries. I have flown to many more and even driven all over Israel several times. We traveled to Ukraine back when Russians could travel Ukraine and have a good time. When I talk about what is happening in this part of the world, I talk from experience, not sitting in an ivory tower and making stuff up….as 99% of what you read from the west is nothing but made up trash to feed the western mindset and agenda…
I have a front row seat:
I sit and watch with my microwave popcorn. I watch the geopolitics, the games, the lies and the collapse of the west. I am far from understanding it all and much of what I write is, “Why?”
I see what is happening and yet I am not capable of stopping it and I am not capable of thinking as the ones driving it think….I am glad I do not think that way…
Today I ask why? Why cannot Ukraine be the safe and wonderful place I use to spend many days enjoying?
America? Could you answer why?
In 2010 I wrote about how Ukraine had finally started to get out of the doldrums…
WtR