Sipsey Street Irregulars: The "Joints," peeping toms, loping mules and Camp Jejune.

Friday, June 12, 2009

The "Joints," peeping toms, loping mules and Camp Jejune.

Peeping Tom: "Joint" in training.

jejune

Main entry:
Pronunciation: \ji-ˈjün\
Function: adjective
Etymology: Latin jejunus empty of food, hungry, meager
Date: 1646
1 : lacking nutritive value
2 : devoid of significance or interest : dull
3 : juvenile, puerile

A good friend of mine, a retired LTC of Marines, responded to my complaint about wasted tax dollars with an observation that the agents must know the silliness of keeping close tabs on me. I responded:

They do, but they can't help themselves. Somewhere, deep down in their psyches, they're peeping toms whacking off outside the window.

He then recalled:

Years ago at Camp Jejune, a Marine MP suspected his wife was screwing one of his buddies, so while on the night shift drove close to his quarters, parked and went to his house. Stood on a garbage can, peeped in the bedroom window, and there was his wife and his buddy going at it, but good. The on-duty MP got aroused, and started loping his mule to the extent that he fell off the garbage can, creating quite the racket & causing neighbors to turn on lights and come running to see what the hell was going on... there he stood, trying to get his mule back in the stable as someone's flashlight exposed this activity, and the buddy poked his head out of the window, joined by the wife...

Rumor has it that the Marine on the garbage can later had a very successful career in the ATF, and the Marine shagging his buddy's wife became a high-level career attorney with the DOJ, including time as a very successful US Attorney in Boston during Whitey Bulger's era...

He retired and became a defense attorney for pedophiles...

"Blues Came To Texas Loping Like A Mule" -- song by Blind Lemon Jefferson, early East Texas bluesman.

Huh.

Never knew what that meant until today.

2 comments:

oldblinddog said...: It's Camp LeJeune, with an "L".; June 12, 2009 at 7:10 PM
Dutchman6 said...: OBD<

He's knowns how it's spelled. He's retired LTC of Marines, after all. It is a play on words on his part.; June 13, 2009 at 7:11 AM

"Progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress."

I believe that liberty is the only genuinely valuable thing that men have invented, at least in the field of government, in a thousand years. I believe that it is better to be free than to be not free, even when the former is dangerous and the latter safe. I believe that the finest qualities of man can flourish only in free air – that progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress, and of no permanent value. I believe that any man who takes the liberty of another into his keeping is bound to become a tyrant, and that any man who yields up his liberty, in however slight the measure, is bound to become a slave. -- H.L. Mencken

"The Fate of Unborn Millions. . ."

"The time is now near at hand which must probably determine, whether Americans are to be, Freemen, or Slaves; whether they are to have any property they can call their own; whether their Houses, and Farms, are to be pillaged and destroyed, and they consigned to a State of Wretchedness from which no human efforts will probably deliver them. The fate of unborn Millions will now depend, under God, on the Courage and Conduct of this army-Our cruel and unrelenting Enemy leaves us no choice but a brave resistance, or the most abject submission; that is all we can expect-We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die." -- George Washington to his troops before the Battle of Long Island.

"We will not go gently . . ."

This is no small thing, to restore a republic after it has fallen into corruption. I have studied history for years and I cannot recall it ever happening. It may be that our task is impossible. Yet, if we do not try then how will we know it can't be done? And if we do not try, it most certainly won't be done. The Founders' Republic, and the larger war for western civilization, will be lost.

But I tell you this: We will not go gently into that bloody collectivist good night. Indeed, we will make with our defiance such a sound as ALL history from that day forward will be forced to note, even if they despise us in the writing of it.

And when we are gone, the scattered, free survivors hiding in the ruins of our once-great republic will sing of our deeds in forbidden songs, tending the flickering flame of individual liberty until it bursts forth again, as it must, generations later. We will live forever, like the Spartans at Thermopylae, in sacred memory.

-- Mike Vanderboegh, The Lessons of Mumbai:Death Cults, the "Socialism of Imbeciles" and Refusing to Submit, 1 December 2008

"A common language of resistance . . ."

"Colonial rebellions throughout the modern world have been acts of shared political imagination. Unless unhappy people develop the capacity to trust other unhappy people, protest remains a local affair easily silenced by traditional authority. Usually, however, a moment arrives when large numbers of men and women realize for the first time that they enjoy the support of strangers, ordinary people much like themselves who happen to live in distant places and whom under normal circumstances they would never meet. It is an intoxicating discovery. A common language of resistance suddenly opens to those who are most vulnerable to painful retribution the possibility of creating a new community. As the conviction of solidarity grows, parochial issues and aspirations merge imperceptibly with a compelling national agenda which only a short time before may have been the dream of only a few. For many Americans colonists this moment occurred late in the spring of 1774." -- T.H. Breen, The Marketplace of Revolution: How Consumer Politics Shaped American Independence, Oxford University Press, 2004, p.1.

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