Sunday, June 20, 2021

Will's Good Idea for Father's Day 2021

We've figured out the Dems' plan. Joe will die, or be set aside because of the dementia or some such. There may even be a humiliating incident live on camera which the Corporate Media attempts to turn into a sympathetic moment. They'll try to push the agenda through 'for Joe'. Kamala was brought up from Willie Brown's love nest precisely because she is so weak. She is malleable. Ron Klain will be the power behind the White House boudoir.  

We are reminded of the Egyptian Army's plea to the Soviets after the Israelis fried their falafel in '67, 'Our general staff has studied your Great Patriotic War. We've lured the Jews into Sinai. Now we wait for winter!' 

Kamala will be the weakest president to take the oath of office since Andrew Johnson, a southern Democrat distrusted by southern Democrats, northern Democrats, and the Republicans. There's no there, there. An empty head, a cackling middle aged woman who's had one too many glasses of white wine after yoga. An empty minivan pulled up to the White House and out stepped Kamala.

Dark and foreboding times await. Perhaps they are already here. Still, we agree with the sentiment expressed by Tim Pool and Michael Malice last week. We're pessimistic in the short run, but optimistic in the long.

Yesterday we did some great research for our Apache scenes. We read a memoir (by a Brit Apache pilot actually) and skimmed the US Army field manual. This gives us enough to write intelligently on the gunships. We promise no miracles, but the scenes should be pretty good. 

We actually came up with ad-hoc corps' plan of attack. They're attacking with the 8th Infantry Division on the left and the British 4th Armoured Division on right. But the attack is staggered, in echelon. The Americans are going in first to try to draw out the Soviet south, rear flank division for the Brits' to attack. The Brits will make mince meat of them and then, bam, there's the East German 9th Panzer Division. Hello, Jerry! We still need a general to command. We had thought about just having SACEUR do it, but that would preclude us from writing, 'Gentlemen, I've just gotten off the line with SACEUR. He says we're it.' Sounds like the commander should be a limey, no?

Well, it's Father's Day. And tomorrow is our Dad's 75th birthday. One day we'll write about our dad, but that day is not today. We're quite confident we're a good dad. Flawed, but who isn't? The girls get good grades, have friends, are creative, participate in extracurricular activities. Our teenager is, well, 14.  

In truth, Mrs. Stroock and we probably spend too much time with the girls. When they were younger, outside time was a family affair. This wasn't about helicoptering, it was about spending time with the kids. They'd play, we'd sit on the stoop with our guitar.  We did Mr. Mom duty with all three. We are an expert on being a stay at home dad. And if we may brag, we took summer 2013 off from teaching to make sure we got baby time in with our newborn. In ten years when they're 24, 21 and 18, we won't regret time not spent, that's for sure.

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