"Not us!  Not us!"  

That's what the other militias are saying after these guys got caught.

We have a bunch who run around up here with the same kind of ideas, if not methods.  They're very proud of themselves because they have an email list.  One of them pointed me out and said, "She knows!  She knows about Adolf!"  Hitler or Menjou, dear?

Hopefully this will quiet them down, now, too.  And their swastika-painting friend.

     God, I hate some religious people.
     I won't go into the whole discussion about slavery, tribal history, yada yada, but at one point, one of the people involved said:
     "That's why that tribe is all gone -- God got them."
      After I picked my jaw back up:  "What?"
     "For taking slaves.  He sent a tsunami.  The tide went out and all the women and men went down to gather clams and -- ."
     "You do know that's what tsunamis do?  The tide goes out?"
     "Yes, and it left only the old people and the children --."
     "I would be pretty careful about saying god got somebody for being bad, considering where we live.  You don't want to ask why he got you if a tsunami came in.  And as Americans, I don't think we should be pointing fingers about slavery."
     Let's just leave it at that.  I'm beginning to think we're living in the 1880's.  Wasn't that time for one of the Afghan wars, too? And the American South running amock trying to turn the clock back?  With the help of the nuttier of the religious orders?  It's hard to keep track sometimes.

Mussel Chowder
Just felt like wandering down to the reef and picking up a few small mussels for chowder. The big ones are too coarse; they're best for bait for greenling or lingcod.  Oddly enough, Dan doesn't like the mussels.  I find them rather yummy. This chowder also had onions, potatoes, golden beets, garlic, butter and soymilk (a bit sweeter than milk for cooking). You can see the little mussels in the broth.