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Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Autism, vaccines, doctors

A very curious statement was made by a Doctor today. He said, "There is not a single shred of evidence whatsoever that shots are harmful or that there is any link at all between vaccinations and autism."

As someone who does not hold a doctorate degree, and isn't a doctor, may I brazenly say that Doctor's don't know everything? I believe many doctors form an opinion that is based on nothing more than feelings.
I say this because I have brought the subject of vaccinations up to many MANY doctors over the years and I have received a 50-50 split on responses. The last two Doctors I have seen this past year each said that they do not give their children immunizations at all and never would. Then another doctor says there is nothing harmful at all and has given all 6 of his children the full recommended doses.

Does everyone out there realize that 20 years ago there were (about) 18-25 shots given to a person in their lifetime? Now a child before the age of 12 gets 69...that's SIXTY NINE shots!!!

I truly do believe in absolute moral truth. I do not believe truth is necessarily relative at all times. Regardless of THAT particular philosophical can any doctor, without any evidence, say with absolute conviction that there "is not a single shred of evidence...that shots are harmful..."

How about a simple google search? I know that's not academia at it's finest, but lets just take a look at what is in a standard vaccination shot:

Here is an exact quote from the Center for Disease Control (CDC) website as to side effects from common vaccines:

Mild Problems
Several mild problems have been reported within 2 weeks of getting the vaccine:
  • headaches, upper respiratory tract infection (about 1 person in 3)
  • stuffy nose, sore throat, joint pain (about 1 person in 6)
  • abdominal pain, cough, nausea (about 1 person in 7)
  • diarrhea (about 1 person in 10)
  • fever (about 1 person in 100)
Severe Problems
More serious problems have been reported by about 1 person in 100, within 6 months of vaccination. These problems included:
  • blood in the urine or stool
  • pneumonia
  • inflammation of the stomach or intestines 
Now hear this...also a direct quote from the CDC website.

 These are the Common substances found in vaccines they include:
  • Aluminum gels or salts of aluminum which are added as adjuvants to help the vaccine stimulate a better response. Adjuvants help promote an earlier, more potent response, and more persistent immune response to the vaccine.
  • Antibiotics which are added to some vaccines to prevent the growth of germs (bacteria) during production and storage of the vaccine. No vaccine produced in the United States contains penicillin.
  • Egg protein is found in influenza and yellow fever vaccines, which are prepared using chicken eggs. Ordinarily, persons who are able to eat eggs or egg products safely can receive these vaccines.
  • Formaldehyde is used to inactivate bacterial products for toxoid vaccines, (these are vaccines that use an inactive bacterial toxin to produce immunity.) It is also used to kill unwanted viruses and bacteria that might contaminate the vaccine during production. Most formaldehyde is removed from the vaccine before it is packaged.
  • Monosodium glutamate (MSG) and 2-phenoxy-ethanol which are used as stabilizers in a few vaccines to help the vaccine remain unchanged when the vaccine is exposed to heat, light, acidity, or humidity.
  • Thimerosal is a mercury-containing preservative that is added to vials of vaccine that contain more than one dose to prevent contamination and growth of potentially harmful bacteria.
Give that a read-through...I feel like a conspiracy theorist, but this is on the GOVERNMENT website! Common substances found in vaccines are FORMALDEHYDE, ALUMINUM and MERCURY!!!

But it's "okay" because there are only very small amounts of these in each shot. But WAIT! Remember, that is a small amount...times 69. May I also remind you that Mercury is a neurotoxin that attacks the brain, aluminum is a toxic element and formaldehyde is a poison. But it's okay, because some Doctors say that there isn't a shred of evidence showing that vaccines are harmful.

Now, please don't get me wrong...I am not advocating everyone stop getting vaccines...where would we be if Measles or Rubella weren't stopped cold?...millions dead! What I am advocating is that people don't walk around and drink the cool-aid...that you please, PLEASE learn to think for yourself and not just listen to every quack website (like mine) and every quack person with a degree that comes along sounding smart-ish.

Friday, September 19, 2014

On Bacon

Do to a commented request on last month's post. I am doing a post on BACON.

I believe that unclean animals were made clean in the New Testament for consumption both because of the redemptive salvation of Jesus Christ, AND because God wanted us all (Jews included) to be able to eat BACON!!!

In my house, we get our bacon in large quantities from a local farmer, and I can hardly eat store-bought bacon anymore after having my taste buds exposed to the glorious deliciousness of this salty-piece-of-heaven.

Everyone knows the 'eggs are good eggs are bad' argument....professionals still can't seem to decide what is good for us or not. Remember the "Fat Free" craze? Tasted like crap, so they dumped in tons of sugar to make the crap taste better. How did that work out? Like crap.

I have heard bacon is good, bacon is bad. If you want something bad enough, you can justify whatever you want with statistics. But I did read a recent study that says real bacon fat (don't know if that includes injected colored processed stuff in the store...?) is almost as good to cook with from a nutritional stand-point, as Olive Oil. Can you believe it!? I do, because I save and use my bacon fat.

Did you know that it is not the cholesterol that causes blockage in the arteries? Seriously. It plays a part, but it is sugar that is the killer. Sugar creates abrasions within the arteries, cholesterol merely collects and builds plaque on/in these abrasions and spurs. So what's the point? Eat more bacon, and less sugar.

Rabbit trail- There is sugar in EVERYTHING in America. I'm not talking about natural sugar found in apples and fruit and all that, but processed and refined sugar. It's in bread (oh by the way, next time you buy a loaf of "whole wheat" bread in the store, look at the ingredient don't even know what half of them are. And "natural flavors" could be's natural! Oh, and try to find bread that doesn't use 'enriched' flour. Real bread should have no more than 6 ingredients) Okay, enough on that. Start looking and researching and your cupboards may just turn into ingredients instead of pre-boxed/canned everything. SO many preservatives and chemicals are the cause of so much obesity and health problems that it's just killing us. Okay, off the rabbit trail. - there is no sugar in bacon!

I am fairly confident that you could wrap bacon around an old boot, fry it with bacon and it would be delicious!

My favorite treat is cutting jalapenos in half length-wise, spooning in pre-mixed cream cheese and shredded cheese, wrapping with bacon and tossing in the oven until golden brown and delicious. Serve hot, or even better, cold...mmmmm I'm drooling.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014


In other news, I have recently started college classes again! Didn't really see that one coming at all...I have been in a pretty solid career position for about 6 years now. At the moment I have no intentions of switching careers or anything, I just felt prompted to go back and study. Strangely, not even for the sake of a Bachelors itself, but the supplementing of life in general.

One never ceases to learn, that is for sure. I am very much enjoying easing back in with a light 6 credit semester, online for now. Full time family and full time job are a lot to have on the plate without adding college as I'm sure many know.

Rabbit trail: Heard a radio station start out the day with an intentional up-beat news report of the top five uplifting stories. What a change! First story was a guy running with his dog, he got attacked by a black bear and the dog saved him. There were several others, but I was so impressed that a news station took the time to intentionally report something good!

I don't have television, intentionally. When I do look at the news, I go online and seek it out. There is so much negativity and sludge in the media I don't do more than give it a cursory glance every once in a while.

Nothing profound this month. I just like to do a minimum of one post a month. I did notice that a post a while back on Zombies got over a thousand views!!!? Crazy. I think it was that high anyway.

Haven't had many comments in a while. Must be time for something controversial :)

Friday, July 25, 2014


Summer, as usual, is passing by far too quickly. End of July already! I feel like I have spent the majority of the summer cutting my lawn. We packed a couple family vacations in. My wife said that family vacations feel like work, and a trip to Target kid-free feels like a vacation! Truth.

In other news, my love for rock climbing has not dimmed in the least! A couple local climbing enthusiasts and I planned and executed a climbing trip up the North Shore for a group of 14 guys (no plans to take a group that big again in the near future)

. Pictured is Matt, one of several guys I got the chance to get to know a little better. What could be better than good company, adventure and God's great outdoors? Very little at this part of the journey.

Everyone got a chance to rappel down Carlton Peak, then get a little bloody on the sharp Anothorsite rock.
The roundabout climb got us up above ground level about 1000 feet (not the height of actual climb). With two 60 meter ropes in my ruck I just about had a heart attack on that march. Here I swore never to go on a ruck march much for saying never! It did remind me that the gym alone is not a well-rounded workout and I have since started hitting the cardio again.

One could say I have become a bit obsessive about rock climbing. Since the trip referenced above I have been back to Duluth area twice and word of a trek to the needles in South Dakota is rumored. You may remember a previous post last year when I was just getting started? Now I'm getting gear, inciting friends to climb, building a bouldering wall in my basement and hitting the local climbing gym in the winter months. Hey, there are worse hobbies out there right?

Hope everyone reading this is having as much fun as me this summer. It is nice to write a post when I am not angry about something. Ironically, that is usually when I write. Unfortunately it gives the impression I am a cynical rage machine. Not true!

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Ranger Ricky

"This is what my parents think I do, this is what my friends think I do, this is what I think I do...this is what I really do."

That was the phrase going through my head on a weekend camping trip to a state park. Going through my head as some park ranger tried very hard to be stern and tough, while coming off as a complete jack-wagon who always wanted to grow up to be a cop and never could. So, he settled for park ranger bad-boy instead.

Don't get me wrong, respect to park rangers, DNR, police and security guards everywhere. I am not trying to fulfill any stereotypes. But this guy took the cake.

I was having a great time camping with my family, except my daughter woke up at 0200 hrs that morning and decided she doesn't like camping anymore, screaming, yelling, flopping. So I did what any good dad would do; I caved in, and drove her to a friends house where we spent the remainder of the night.

Within minutes of returning to camp the next day, Ranger Ricky (not real name), a non-law enforcement, cell phone packing bad boy shows up at our camp. "I noticed you don't have a park sticker on your windshield!" He growls. No smile, no hello, no welcome to camp, nothing.

This tool is probably in his mid-40's, he's taken up a semi-defensive stance and has a hand on his hip/cell phone. (very reminiscent of Paul Blart, mall cop)

It took everything I had to summon up what some people call an inner-monolog...apparently the military never issued me one, and I've had to make an attempt with a artificial one I've developed. I responded, "Really? Could have sworn I've had one there since September 2013 and it's good for a year. Hmm, ltet's look!" To which he responds, " don't." We walked around to the front of the vehicle while Park Ranger Ricky gives me the stink-eye and the "I'm-going-to-call-the-real-cops-on-you-for-not-having-a-sticker and I-don't-have-any-real-authority-but-I-really-really-want-some-power" look.

We get to the front of the vehicle and I point with an amazed look on my face and say, "Oh my gosh! Look at that! A sticker!"

Did I need to be slightly sarcastic? No. Did I anyway? Yes. Why? The age old childhood argument, "He started it."

No apology, no "my mistake sir" from him. Nothing. Just hands on hips, a glaring look on his face as he scans the camp, looking for some other infraction. He then points at a dog (which, ironically, was not actually my dog, but a different camp site's dog. I didn't feel like pointing it out yet, too much fun watching this wanker act like a complete idiot."

Still pointing he says, "I see your dog is tied to a tree. Just so you know, I've seen dogs get away from trees. Just make sure the dog stays secure."

With that, off stomps Park Ranger Ricky. My wife saw me turn around and asked why I was smiling. "Oh, I was wondering if that guy wasn't held enough as a child, and if he would still be able to breath with a cell phone shoved down his throat? I am also happy that for whatever reason, that guy is NOT a real cop."

Could I have handed that differently? Maybe. I could have been a bit more loving or understanding, and I usually am. Maybe HE had a rough night too. Maybe he's had a death in the family. I don't know, but in the moment, I guess I was just human, and didn't do a good job of taking the high road.

But, these are the happy thoughts that make me smile day to day. The rest of camping was pretty good by the way, but I think I'll wait until the kids are a little older before we try again.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

What is Stress?

Is in the eye of the beholder
You could say I work in management. You could also say many other things about the work I do. No, I am not going to come right out and tell you what I do either. Mostly because it is not important, and even though I have a weblog on the world wide web, my life is not always an open book.

The other day, I had a women yelling at me. No, not my wife. I often deal with people yelling, it's part of what I do. I very much dislike it when people yell. Ironically, I work very well when the yelling starts. I remain calm and get a steel-like disposition. Sometimes I yell back. Sometimes I don't say a word. Sometimes I take complete control of the situation. Sometimes it just plays out. At times I feel like a dealer at a casino, a mere observer as life is dealt out in front of me.

Back to the women yelling. She was growling in-between yelling. The problem she was having was actually pretty minor. I know when you reach a breaking point, it isn't the minor 'thing' that is the issue, but it is the straw that finally crushes you, and you do not act logically.

However, after the first growled statement, "You don't know what stress is!" I disengaged from the conversation at hand and was transported to a different time and place. A strange buzzing sound, some small puffs of dirt in the desert sand. It wasn't until I felt the air pass by my face that I realized what was happening. A 7.62 x 39 round had just missed my ear lobe by inches. I ate gravel as I hit the deck and low-crawled towards the radio a million miles away. I was on an OP (Observation Post) and needed to call in fire support before I could engage the enemy, I might not get another chance...

"Are you listening to me? I'm telling you how stressed I am here..."

I'm whisked away to another time, near the same place as they brought my friend back from several different body-bags. He had stepped on an anti-tank mine. We had just played cards together the night before.

"...I mean, it' like you don't even care what I'm telling you. Now, as I was saying, do you know how hard it is to argue with someone who doesn't respect you?"

Many images rush at me. Piles of bodies, twisted, burned, dismembered. Truck after truck of bodies passing by my post, dripping a red trail for half a mile. The largest VBED (Vehicle Born Explosive Device) we had ever seen, killing dozens and dozens of the locals because they wanted to be free from a dictator.

"...Seriously, are you listening to me?"

"Oh yes, I'm listening to sounds like you had a very stressful day. What is it exactly you would like me to do?"

Anything that does not kill us makes us stronger? Sometimes. I thank God every day, for each moment I get to live on this earth. No one gets out alive. We only get one life to live, and we should live it to it's fullest. Completely conscious that we are responsible for every moment wasted and every moment well spent. I can only hope I live out the design I was created for, and that I finish the race well. I long to hear these most cherished words, "Well done, good and faithful servant."

I guess stress, is in the eye of the beholder.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Spring! Not

I am not going to talk about the weather, because that is depressing lately in Minnesota :(

It is the last day of April and I was having a tough time coming up with a post before the month ends. I didn't want to do doom and gloom, goodness knows there is enough of that in the media.

I did not feel like re-visiting anything "Iraq" related, though that has been on my mind a lot lately.

Instead, I decided I would focus on a good, positive program that is taking place in our are right now, and you can help!

That program was a fund raiser. It is over now and the program I was rooting for did not make it into the finals :( enough said.

However, it was fun to be very involved in a good cause. Think I'll do it again one day.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Room

I was out driving the other day, thinking about nothing in particular...the wheat fields were just black dirt covered in snow, looking like so much cookies 'n' crème for a mile in all directions.

Out of the blue I had a random thought that jerked me back almost 8 years to a hot day in Iraq.

(I have remove said story previously published for personal reasons)

With Fallujah falling back into the hands of terrorists I have been asked a couple times if our time in Iraq was worth it.

I pondered this.
We did a LOT of good over there that the media didn't care much about. We helped build a hospital. We built a water purification plant on lake Taqqadum. We instituted a school where girls could be educated (first in the area). That says a lot for an Infantry unit. That's not typically the type of mission we do.

There are certain stories I choose to never share. Too many questions, too many stares, too much judgment.

 I hear that time heals all wounds; I don't think it does. There will always be burdens I and my fellow soldiers carry. However, I find that the more I share, the more people are able to help me carry that burden, and it is much less of a weight.

Yes...freedom comes at a price. was worth it

Friday, February 14, 2014

Valentine's What?

So, haven't researched any of this. When did a story about a guy named Valentine getting executed turn into Chocolate, flowers and a mandate that guys do something special for their girls?

(Time to digress on a rabbit trail)

Don't get me wrong, I love doing special things for my wife. With three kids, I think it is very important to make sure you date your spouse so you don't turn into glorified roommates. I take my wife on one date a week MINIMUM. Lots of excuses out there...the top two being:

     1. I don't have enough time
     2. I don't have enough money

Those are both valid excuses. Wait a minute. NO THEY ARE NOT!
Though they certainly help, neither are a valid reason not to date your wife.
Some of our fondest memories are dates that didn't cost a penny. Get creative, do a word search on free dates, invest some of yourself into the process. The dating process doesn't stop when you get married. Unfortunately for so many, it does. Maybe that is PART of the reason divorce is so rampant in America.

If you want something bad enough, you can find a way to make it happen. Dates aren't about meals and movies and flowers. They can be part of it. Going on a walk is free. Friends, family, church can be a possible resource for low cost/free child care.

(back on track)

There, now that you all know I am not some slob that sits around 364 days out of the year, then complains about the one holiday where there is an expectation for a date.

This can all be summed up nicely. I was at the grocery store and the female clerk stated how Valentine's day was all about her and all women and it was the guys duty to do nice things for her. I looked at her, shaking my head (joking of course) and with typical Zeke-no-mouth-filter style said, "Only a women could take a day some guy died on and turn it into something about them!

Sunday, January 19, 2014

New Year

Well, here we are in 2014. I didn't bother making any "resolutions" to speak of. Mostly I want to spend time investing my energy and time into people that matter.

To that end, a close friend and I road-tripped and visited another buddy from a neighboring state and spent an afternoon belly laughing and re-living some old memories while making new ones. Ah what a genuine joy is the company of a good friend.

Random thoughts:

1. I know that as of January I am already so very tired of winter and am looking forward with great anticipation towards spring.

2. I am seriously considering returning to college this summer and finishing up a bachelor's degree. Complete change in major to Business Management. We'll see how that goes.

3. I went back through my blog because my 8 year old niece didn't believe I was a soldier. After showing her some photographic evidence she says, "Uncle, you always have the coolest jobs!" That warmed my heart a little bit...ah the wonderful ignorance of childhood. Blissful.

4. "Register your guns" they said, "for your safety" they said. Two years later, "Give us your guns" they said, "for your safety" they said. "Turn in your neighbors" they said, "For your safety" they said. Not too much later, "Get on this train" they said, "Show us your papers" they said. They didn't want to get on, they didn't feel safe. But it didn't matter what they wanted anymore, they had no choice.  Location: Nazi Germany: in what used to be a free country

"Register your guns" they said, "For your safety" they said. Fail to do it by Jan 1 2014 and you are a felon- Location: Connecticut in what used to be the free country of USA
(Response- You are a conservative nut, gun registration does NOT mean gun confiscation, Obama is not after your guns!!!)

"We see you have xxxxx guns registered with the city. Turn them in or you are a criminal." (is that confiscation?) This is for your safety they said. Location:  New York City 2013 in what used to be the free country of USA

Yes, I still cling to my old fashion values of God, Family and Guns. If any one starts to go, the others are soon to follow. But it is usually degraded in the order listed.