Off the Air

Well it finally happened.  We have run out of money and had to shutdown the NATV Movies..... The web pages are still up. Information is still available for VETS and other helpful things.  WWW.NEWABILITIESTV.COM .   We are working to get it going again. This has been a real long hard three years.... Was traveling 40 miles round trip to reboot the programs.  We finally figured out a away to fix that and now we are down.  Anyway.... Life is good and things will work out, as long as we keep our eyes on the Lord and working to help our fellow man.
See ya in Church???
God Bless

Amazzzzzzing Grace

I really don't want to start out in the negative but..... I just wrote a 300 word blog and lost the whole friggin thing!  That is enough to piss off the Pope.

I was blogging about the situation with Muslims and Christians.  They can stop traffic and create problems anyplace they go to pray to AlliBaba. I understand they are blocking traffic in New York when they decide to get in the street and pray. I think that is bullshit.

My grandchildren are not permitted to pray in school (or even in public I think), WE (Americans) are told that our Christmas and other Holy Day celebrations are offensive to “THEM”*

Them can mean anyone not an American citizen and even some citizens.

WE have “permitted” some of them to come here and they have taken advantage of a good thing.  It is time for WE to get up off our asses and take a large bucket of “WHIPASS” to every one of them.

“Illegal persons” I am speaking of.   If you were not born here or earned your citizenship then move it on down the continent.... see how they treat you there. See how they treat you anywhere other than your home country.

SOLAR FLARE ????????????????

COULD HAPPEN!

Y2K+12 = Mass Hysteria

Who knows who is right. NASA denies it and Scientist say it is a "good possibility".  What the hell am I talking about?  I am talking about the Solar Flare that "may" strike the Earth in 2012.  I am not an alarmist but I am a thinker. Yeah! I know... I stole that from Mr. Beck.  One of my favorite heroes! Should this Solar Flare happen, I said "SHOULD" this Solar Flare happen.... What if type of thing..It would transform the Earth back into the primitive times of the 1800's, maybe further back.  Who knows how man-kind will react to this radical change in life style. We are talking major changes....NO; Phones, Radios, TV's, iPod's, iPad's, Cell Phones, C.B.'s, Walkie-Talkies..... get the idea? NON CUMMINICOTO!  Or some Greek thing like that. Or is it Latin? Anyway, we will be stranded. Even with a generator you are limited to the time the gasoline decides to run out...  Natural gas may still work. That I have not researched. We are still working on the "CURE" for the Solar Flare!  That is right. I said "We have the CURE should it happen."I can't divulge exactly who WE are but we are finding the equipment needed and the brains to run it. Just found a big chunk of equipment today in an old warehouse.  We had stored them there some fifteen years ago, but they look like they may still be operational. The experts have been called and are on their way to inspect the equipment to make sure it will operate and put out the power needed. Can't tell you anymore than that.  It is Hush-Hush right now.

3 Strikes ... You're OUT

Just a few experiences from the past

ZONE Six is 10-8 (Police talk for I am on duty)

In just a matter of eight years as a police officer, I had so many various encounters with people, both good and bad, that I thought I would tell a few of the stories.

West Palm Beach Police Department:
A beautiful summer day in south Florida, clear blue skies, summer breeze coming off of the Intracoastal waterway, light traffic and I had just finished my first cup of coffee for the day.

While traveling north on Dixie Highway I fell in behind a vehicle traveling about 55 mph. The speed limit in this area was 35 mph. I followed the green station wagon about eight city blocks and realized it wasn’t going to slow down.

Pulling up behind the vehicle, I turned on my emergency lights and flashed my headlights in an attempt to have the little old lady driving pull over to the curb. This went on for another five blocks without any indication she was aware I was there. Hence… the siren was used. Still no response or acknowledgement that I was there, after another 10 city blocks of lights and siren she managed to notice my presents. She pulled to the right shoulder of the highway and stopped.

I approached the vehicle cautiously and noticed a frail white haired grandmother type woman clutching the steering wheel with both hands, her knuckles were white and she was shacking. After identifying myself as a police officer, calming her down and advising her that she had been speeding, she immediately started yelling that her little green station wagon would not go 55mph and that she could not have been speeding.

Upon retrieving her drivers license I returned to my police cruiser and started to right a speeding ticket. Before I could even get the ticket book opened, I looked up and there she was driving away like nothing had happened. I immediately pursued her for another 8 blocks, with lights and siren, and she finally pulled over.

When I approached and asked her why she had driven away, she said, “I really do not have time to sit around waiting on you. I have shopping to do for this evening's dinner”.
I advised her that she would have to stay there and it would only take about five minutes to issue the citation and she would be free to go on her way. I returned to my vehicle and started to right the citation.

Yep… you guessed it! Looked up from my ticket book and there she was tooling down the highway. So, again I pursued her, but this time I pulled my police cruiser in front of her vehicle (which was definitely against regulations) and stopped her for the third time. I approached her car, reached in and took her keys from the ignition so that she would not be able to drive off this time. She was mortified that I would take her keys and she let me know it in no uncertain terms of endearing adjectives. I was amazed that she knew that many colorful words. Maybe she had been in the Marines or a biker chick at one time.

If that wasn’t enough, she decided that she did not want to sign the traffic citation. When I advised her that dinner would be very late and her husband would be a little disappointed about paying a bondsman to get her out of the city lock-up she finally agreed to sign the ticket and be in court at the appointed time and place.

This was just one of the lighter-sides of my years in Zone Six..

Another Close Call

But for the Grace of God

I was honored to have served with the two fine officers in the article below.
It was shift change and Office Fletcher was waiting at the side door for me to turn over the vehicle so that he might pull his eight hour shift.
As I pulled up to him a call went out that there was trouble at the bank in the north end of town. The bank was in my zone I had been working that day shift. I advised Officer Fletcher I would take the call since he was yet to get his equipment ready to load into the vehicle.
Officer Fletcher advised me that he would take the call and I went into the headquarters building to dress down into civilian clothing. I was not aware of the events taking place at the bank until I arrived home. I found my mother and wife waiting anxiously because they had not given the name of the fallen officers. Needless to say, my wife and mother were very distraught and very happy to see me walk into the house. I must say I was very blessed and happy to walk into the house.
I feel it was God's grace that kept me from taking that call. However, I thought for sometime, "That should have been me."
Please read the article about these two very brave officers and the strange things that can happen to Our Finest.http://www.wpbpolice.org/william_h_fletcher.php

It was THAT Close

NO PARADES ALLOWED

Governor Claude Roy Kirk, Jr.
Florida's 36th governorship was marked by several milestones. Most notably, Claude Kirk was elected the first Republican governor since 1872. Kirk had previously been a Democrat but became an avid GOP leader during the 1960s. In another milestone, Kirk was one of only three Florida governors to marry during a gubernatorial term. He wed Erika Mattfeld at West Palm Beach in 1967. In the next three years the Kirks had two children, Claudia and Erika Henry. Soon after, in 1970, Kirk's older daughter, Katherine Gilmer Kirk, was married.


It was the day of Governor Kirk and Erika's wedding. Bright sunny day with a beautiful breeze coming off the ocean. I was in the station filing a report when I was dispatched to the church where the Governor was to be married. There was a lone man protesting the marriage by walking back and forth in front of the church. I was advised to see that he left the area before the wedding started.

When I arrived there was a white male in his twenties walking along the sidewalk in front of the church. He was dressed in a suit and appeared to be just walking down the street. However, when he turned to walk back I could see a sign hanging on his chest. As he approached me I could see what the sign read, "Erika Is A Whore".

I immediately advised the subject to approach me with his hands in front of him. I asked him what he thought he was doing. He stated he was protesting the Governor of Florida marrying a woman of ill-repute. I advised him that if he did not have a permit to march on city streets (which I knew he did not) that he would have to leave the area or be subject to arrest. He argued for a moment and stated he had the right to protest the wedding and started to walk away from me.

I told the gentleman to stop and to come back, but he continued walking away. I shouted to him to stop and I started to walk after him. It was at this time he started to turn around to face me and was reaching into his suit coat. As instinct has it, I immediately went for my gun, dropped to one knee and aimed at his chest. I was just about to pull the trigger as I yelled for him to put his up and don't move. The hammer on my Colt revolver was about half-way back and about ready to slam forward on the cartridge. I was about to take a man's life for the first time in my life. As I aimed for his chest, he pulled a Bible from his coat and said, "The Lord will take care of the Governor in his owe good time".

I holstered my revolver and placed the man on the trunk of my police cruiser spread-eagle and handcuffed him. I placed him under arrest and returned to the station to book him on charges of parading without a permit. I am not sure to this day if Governor Kirk and his beautiful bride were ever aware that the incident even took place. I never told him.