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C’mon, DISA! Tiny humor can’t be forbidden. Help needed.

A military intel officer of some 28 years, in field ops, but who also did up some work at DISA at Fort Meade across from the NSA, called me up from across the country the other day to ask what the deal was with my not answering his personal emails to me. I told him that I used to get his humor-meme emails all the time, but then they quit. And no recent personal emails at all.

Typical of the lifetime military intel field officers that I know, this guy is forever re-forwarding humor-memes in group emails. It’s humor therapy. Like any Geico commercial has it: If you’re a life-time field officer, having seen way too much for your lifetime, it’s what you do. Humor is a balm for the soul. Ask any VA volunteer with enough clearance to talk to these guys and they’ll tell you the same thing. Humor is essential. But the humor stopped coming my way, many months ago. Uh-oh.

I asked our intel hero if, after he had set up his group email, he had ever gone back in to the group email-setup to edit any of the addresses. Never, he said, not ever. While we talked I had him check my address. Someone had hacked into his email, went to that group list, changed just my address to something he wouldn’t question, but really quite different, both for the group list and for the general address list. In other words, our humorless hacker guy has been getting emails that were supposed to be sent to me, both memes and personal, from our hero intel officer for a long time. I didn’t even know these communications existed.

Hacking into other people’s emails – those associated with me – and redirecting them to an email address that looks like mine but is not? I’ve had plenty of stalkers in my life, but this is the next level of creepy. Of course, that guy can start playing me as well, answering real people as if he were me. CREEPY.

I’ve been dealing with stuff like this all my life because of what CCS at DoS in conjunction with DSCC in Rosslyn did to me a lifetime ago in favor of one of their field operatives who looks like me and who’s the same age as me, who has the same travels and languages as me. It was nothing against me personally (it never is), but it was just convenient for them at the time.

But this is not them. It’s all entirely different. And it crosses the line. This involves real people in my parish, national heroes, messing with them, gaslighting them, also stalking them because of me. That’s not cool.

So, here’s my request to DISA, NSA, CIA, FBI, DoS, DoJ, DEA and anyone who has ever been involved with me, hunt down this freak-boy hacker-stalker-guy and shut him down in favor of my 28 year military intel friend. Just a favor, tiny as it is. Thanks. It’s just tiny, you know, tiny, as in, like, tiny. Get it? Tiny?

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ACS American Community Survey impossible questions for a priest

The ACS of the U.S. Census Bureau is still visiting the blog, you know, from Suitland, MD – a real city, look it up in Google maps – and from Fort George G Meade. So, I’ll keep up my critiques. Here we go:

Question 34 LAST WEEK [That’s the ACS capitalization screaming at you, not me.] what time did this person’s trip to work usually begin?

Answer: The problem in answering this is that for a priest there is no “usually”. Once it was something like 4:30 AM. Another like 5:35 AM. Another 5:00 PM. Another like 11:30 AM. Another like getting on toward 7:00 PM. Sometimes it’s after midnight as there are trips to the emergency room anytime day or night. There are emergency last rites calls at any time of the day or night, and not just at the local emergency room, but in many hospitals including out of state. It is what it is. There are trips to the supermarket for Covid-comorbidity stricken people any time during the day or evening. On and on. A priest is to be man of service both religiously and for the corporal and spiritual works of mercy, and that service isn’t timed to the minute and with a “usually” known perhaps only to those tender snowflake government desk jockeys who seem to think that can be done (because surely they think that everyone is just like them, right?). If they had a greater solidarity with their fellow man they might make such a question possible to answer for a man of service, right? I mean, do they not stop on the way to or from even their desks to get things for the Covid-morbidity people in their lives, in their neighborhoods, in their towns? No? No service needed from even these elite desk jockeys? Never gets more complicated making times really impossible to fall in a category of “usually”? Pity, that, that we have such a heart-less, soul-less, truly un-American ACS. Americans stick together, but, this?

Question 35 How many minutes did it usually take this person to get from home to work LAST WEEK? [That’s the ACS capitalization, screaming at you, not me.]

Answer: Same thing as above. My “work[place]” – for them, because they are desk jockeys, think that “work” must be a “work[place],” that is, in a fixed geographical location, like a Census Bureau desk. There’s no thought in the ACS for any priest who is a pastor in the… wait for it… pasture. I’m with the flock all the time. Today will be the same. About six hours of travel and more doing things only a priest can do. My parish spreads out in three counties, and, effectively, four, because of certain logistical logistics about which I have spoken with my higher-ups any number of times. Moreover, I have an apostolate in the diocese which carries me elsewhere, even outside the diocese. Moreover, I am still a Missionary of Mercy, and this can carry me far and wide. The problem in answering where work happens to be is that my “work” as shepherd is everywhere that the flock happens to be, you know, wherever that one stray sheep out of a hundred happens to be, where any dying sheep happens to be. So…. “work[place].” I get it. It’s impossible for a priest to answer this. Again, I am liable for not answering up to the tune of $5,000.00 and five years in prison. As president Trump would say, these are real beauties who come up with this kind of sheer self-centered idiocy. Today is one of those days wherein I will be five or six hours on the road to get to where I am going as the priest that I am to do up some priestly work that only a priest can do. Other days, with Masses in multiple counties and Communion calls in multiple counties, that count could be four or five hours minus the Masses and stops. If you include all that I can be running from, say, 2:00 AM to even 8:30 PM (once it was getting on to midnight), at which point I want to just drop from exhaustion instead of timing every minute for desk jockeys who know nothing other than their desks. If they want such an intimate account of everything in my life, they should come along with me for a “day in the life…” I get to choose the day! Other days, it might be like less than 10 minutes on the road, but even that depends. Often I stop to talk with people on the way. Does that count? Or am I not allowed to be a priest? I like being out and about with Jesus’ little flock. There is no “usually.” An average doesn’t account for the truth. And if an interrogator assisting me to fill out the form says to just write down anything because, like, who cares, because they themselves change the answers at will to get what they want, you know, for security reasons, as they themselves say, well then, I would still refuse to lie. Ain’t gonna happen. But instead of letting it go, the ACS threatens, again, to fine me up to $5,000.00 and put me in a Federal Penitentiary for up to five years, you know, for not answering even one question on their 48 page intimate questionnaire. At least they don’t [yet] use polygraphs about “work” and what “work” really is, you know, to prove it, by reciting what goes on in, say, spiritual direction or a Sacramental Confession, you know, on the fly, not at my desk. Happens everywhere. Is that work? You know, in an airport terminal, in a train, on the side of the road? It’s the chaotic life of a shepherd who is with his sheep, caring for them, out in the pasture, and away from the pasture, beyond even those highly touted peripheries.

In other words, the ACS is more interested in taking out a citizen in good standing, a man of service for the community, for those most in need, and stop him specifically from being a Catholic priest, with all their fines and imprisonment, just to check off another box on another form, but meanwhile causing a whole region to suffer for having no pastor for the flock. Do they care? They should have been at the epic funeral we had yesterday… Had they tender snowflake ACS crowd been there to hear the homily about death, I think they would quit the ACS and get a life.

If you think I’m being too harsh about this, know that these guys have already proven their specifically anti-Catholic malice. I’ve written on that recently, and about their opinion of all Catholic priests living in Catholic Rectories. Do I have to repeat it, taunting the ACS at the Census Bureau? I feel like doing up some litigation against these anti-Americans just to cast a light on their fraud, because it is that, isn’t it? Just a question. But a SCOTUS Justice like Amy Coney Barrett might be able to answer that for all of us.


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American Community Survey and Buying Elections? This priest rebels.

The American Community Survey is meant to take a snapshot of a community through the lens of a fish bowl view of just a few individuals in that community with the aim of using this information gleaned from a few people as the rationalization for the distribution of billions of dollars of government grants for the benefit of the entire local population.

The two would-be respondents in my area that I know about have both worked for the U.S. Census Bureau and both are good-to-go for NOT needing any government funding, that is, more so than the vast majority of the local population. So, the obviously non-random choosing of us is a purposed skewing of the needs of this region, making it seem as if we have no needs at all for any federal monies in this region.

Nothing could be further from the truth. This region is far and away one of the most drug-infested, violent, gang fraught, ultra poor areas in these U.S.A. It would be great if the American Community Survey could go to the drug houses and out-shacks in this little town and examine what’s going on there, with, say, one or two dozen people living in just one wretched trailer without any human dignity whatsoever (one trailer counts 28 people…), or, say, a half-dozen in a garden shed with no facilities, no water, no electricity. Yes. Why doesn’t the ACS put such people in a fish bowl, examine them, and discover the true needs of this area? Seems to me that the purpose of not examining those who are truly needy is because the ACS desires to distribute that money elsewhere, you know, for political reasons.

After all, this is one of those white-privileged areas – mostly Scots-Irish – so we are not worthy, by definition, of any programs; we are not worthy of help for proper water and sewer coverage, for proper equipment for the volunteer fire department, for the propping up of our tiny police force, etc., and so on and so forth.

Federal monies are much better spent on populations – it is thought by the U.S. Bureau – populations that will take that money as a welcome bribe to vote in a certain manner in certain elections. Right? I mean, the politicos will jump at the chance to claim that they themselves are personally the beneficiaries, right? Because people in this area won’t be bribed (proven fact), we are not worthy, right?

I’m sick of the gangster corruption of these Marxists, and they are that, right? After all, you purposely withhold every possible bit of help for poorest of the poor and you make them angry, join gangs; you community organize in this way against “the man”, right? Typical. I’ve seen this in Marxist countries all around the world. Now I’m seeing a push for it here.

I hate that I’m being pushed to be a puppet in all this by being made a respondent of the American Community Survey, in which, get this, they themselves say that they will change the answer to fit their needs. Yep.

This is anti-American.
This is anti-Community.
This is not a Survey.

I’m not going to be forced into doing this. I know, it’s up to a $5,000.00 dollar fine and up to five years in a federal penitentiary for refusing to participate. But it seems to me that the entirety of this operation is immoral.

There’s one thing I learned in life: Never compromise. Once you compromise you’re done; it’s over; you are owned; you are nothing, a mere puppet. That’s a foretaste of hell.

Ain’t gonna happen. I want to go to heaven.

I totally realize the ACS will rush to get other respondents to prove that what I say here is bunk. Whatever, I have many other reasons for refusing to participate in the ACS. I’ve written about another in these pages. I have yet others, one more serious than the other.


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