THE SUN IS SHINING BEYOND THE CLOUDS:
BUT FIRST . . . As Always – Following The 15th Of Every Month – Thank You To All Who Supported Galganov.com Financially.
As I Have Written Repeatedly . . . I Cannot Do-It all by Myself & During these Incredibly Hard Times Brought About by the China Virus . . . And our Unbelievably Incompetent & Corrupt Governments, which have Driven our National Cost of Living Over the Top . . . Your Help – Helps To Keep Me Going.
Personal Emails Of My Gratitude Will Be Sent To Each Supporter Over The Next Few Days.
Anne & I were Eating A&W Hamburgers & Fries Saturday Evening [January 15, 2022], Where we were Parked Outside the Restaurant in our Ford F-250 Super Duty with the Full Cab, with Tavor Lying in the Full Back, which is Tavor’s Private Domain, with the Back Seats Pulled-Up . . . as Anne & I Watched & Listened to the Trump Rally on Newsmax on my Smartphone.
We Relished Every Second Of Trump’s Speech . . . And Couldn’t Be More Grateful To Newsmax For The Incredible Live-Stream.
After we Finished Eating, we Drove Back to the RV Park Listening to Trump’s Speech, which was Just as Exciting to Listen-To as it was Watching-It, until we Got Back to the RV, where we Finished-Up Watching the Speech on our Big Screen TV through an HDMI Cable Connected to my Computer.
IN 2-WEEKS WE’LL WATCH TRUMP’S NEXT SPEECH DELIVERED FROM TEXAS:
It Almost Didn’t Matter What President Trump Said . . . Only That He Was On Stage Saying-It.
TO PICK UP ON MY LAST EDITORIAL’S THEME (JANUARY 15, 2022):
As Much As The LEFT Tries To Show A Divided Country, How Can The Media Explain Its Own Epic Demise In Audience?
DON’T BELIEVE THE POLLS . . . THEY’RE MOSTLY PROPAGANDA:
The Truth Is As Simple As Is The Explanation . . . The LEFT has Been Found-Out by a Majority of the Masses, which Until Recently Believed the Garbage the LEFT Peddled about Trump and the Non-Existent Endemic & Systematic Racism Throughout the United States of America.
The People Also Discovered That There Is No Shangri-La, No Safe Spaces & There Is No Something For Nothing.
And the LEFT has Proven Itself to be Void of Ideas & Integrity, Dragging their Media Sycophants Down their Hellhole with them, as the LEFTIST Lies Build Upon Each Other, just as Falling Snowflakes Fall Onto the Slope of a Mountain, which will Eventually Become an Unstoppable Avalanche Destroying Everything in its Path.
As I’ve Written Repeatedly . . . Far Too Often – Before we Can Get-Up on our Feet, we Have to Fall to Rock-Bottom for us to See that the Only Distance Left for us to Fall without Personal Intervention is to our Brutal End.
The Smart People Will Learn & Painfully Crawl Their Way Back . . . The Less Smart People Will Disappear.
The LEFT Gave It Their Best Shot & Lost, Which Doesn’t Mean They Won’t Stop Trying. But it Does Mean they No Longer Have the Support of the People who were Only Too Eager to Believe the Big Lie. And if the Media Wants to Survive in their Ever-More-Crowding Sphere of Influence-Peddling through Cable TV, the Internet [Live Streaming], Blogs, Podcasts and the Developing New Social-Media – Including Texting & Emails . . . Their Window Of Survivability Is Quickly Coming To An End.
IN MY LAST EDITORIAL I WROTE THAT I WOULD DESCRIBE TAVOR’S FIRST DOG-FIGHT:
I Wasn’t Being Entirely Forthcoming – Sort-Of, But Not Entirely. So Here’s What & How It Happened.
One of our Two Favorite Dog Parks in Langley BC, where the Dogs Run Free & Roughhouse with Dozens of Dogs of all Sizes, Descriptions & Breeds, is the Entirely Fenced-In 18-Acre Uplands Dog Park, which can Best be Described as Excellent, Where we Take Tavor to Run & Play as Often as the BC Weather Permits.
Just To Set The Background To This Story . . . Until just a Week-Ago, there was as Much as 8-Inches of Snow Covering the Ground where we are Staying, Including the Uplands Dog Park, which After it all Melted, the Snow Left an Extremely Soggy & Slippery Mud-Mess just Under the Grass.
So Here Is Where The Story Begins . . .
Amongst the Many Dozens of Dogs at this Park, which are Always Coming & Going, there are Breeds of all Description, Including No Shortage of Pit Bulls & Rottweilers, But Not Many German Shepherd Dogs, since German Shepherd Dogs are Not Known for Playing Well with Others.
So Imagine How Excited Anne & I were to See Two German Shepherd Dogs at Play, One which was a Female of about 75-80 Pounds, with the Other Being a Big Male Over 90-Pounds, which Looked Like a Mature Doppelganger of what Tavor will Look Like in a Couple of Years. But every Indication is that Tavor will Surpass 100-Pounds at Maturity.
And as Soon as Tavor Saw the German Shepherd Dogs, the Game was On, as these Three Dogs Roughhoused to the Max . . . And then Came a Mature Irish Setter with a Chip on its Shoulder.
The Way the Dogs were Running & Wrestling over a Large Expanse of Area, it was Impossible to See them all at the Same Time, then all of a Sudden, the Friendly Barking & Growls Turned Serious, and as I Reeled to See What was Happening, there was our 10-Month-Old Tavor in Real Combat with the Older Setter.
DON’T TRY TO STOP A DOG OWNER FROM PROTECTING HIS OR HER DOG IN A FIGHT!
There’s No Way My Dog’s Going To Get Into A Fight & I’m Not Going To Intervene.
So, At Just One Month From Being 72-Years Old . . . I Lunged at the Fighting Dogs & Slipped on the Surface Mud, which Literally Covered me from Head to Toe. And the Harder I Struggled to get Back on my Feet to Break-Up the Fight, the More I Slipped on the Mud.
And Almost as Fast as the Fight Started, the Fight Came to an End with the Setter in Full Retreat. And Before I could even Get to my Feet, the Owner of the Setter was Upon me Profusely Apologizing because His Dog Started it, to Which I Replied, No Need To Apologize – Dogs Will Be Dogs, as my Clothing Literally Dripped Mud.
Please Bear In Mind, this Whole Battle of the Dogs Lasted Probably Not More than 15-Seconds. And as I was Getting-Up, Anne Said to me . . . “What The Hell Were You Doing”, to which I Replied . . . “Didn’t You See That Your Dog Was In A Fight”, to Which Anne Shouted-Back . . . “It Wasn’t Our Dog”.
As it Turned-Out, it was the Large Doppelganger German Shepherd Dog of Tavor, which Was in the Fight. And still Being Somewhat Confused I Asked Anne . . . “Where The Hell Is Tavor”? . . . to Which Anne Pointed Behind Her as Tavor Sat-By Looking Somewhat Amused at the Carryings-On.
We Finished our Long Walk Around the Park Laughing at the Non-Event, as I Continued to Drip Mud, Talking about How the Other German Shepherd Dog Owner Thanked me for Coming to His Dog’s Defense.
We Cleaned-Up Tavor, Covered the Truck’s Driver Seat with Towels & Headed Home with a Funny Story to Tell. However, as Late Afternoon Turned-Into Night, and After I Washed-off all the Mud, the Realization that I Gave My Left Wrist a Serious Sprain while Playing the Dog Fighter Took Away Some of the Humor as I Iced my Wrist & Wrapped it in a Splinted Pressure Bandage.
But Thankfully . . . No Dogs Were Hurt In The Telling Of This Story & I’m On The Mend.
WE ALL NEED A REASON TO SEE THE FUNNY SIDE OF LIFE:
The Moral Of This Story . . . Virus Or No Virus Life Goes-On – And Even When Things Look The Most Dire . . . They’re Usually Not.
Best Regards . . . Howard Galganov