Manages Parisian Family Office. Began Wall Street, 82. Founded investment firm, Native American Advisors. Member, White Earth Chippewa Tribe. Was NYSE/FINRA arb. Conservative. Raised on Native reservations. Pureblood, clot-shot free. In a world elevated on a tech-driven dopamine binge, he trades from Ghost Ranch on the Yellowstone River in MT, his TN farm, Pamelot or CASA TULE', his winter camp in Los Cabos, Mexico. Always been, and will always be, an optimist.

Friday, December 08, 2017

Dean Parisian, Canada, Colorado, Montana, 2017

So, where were you 6 years ago?  Hard isn't it?  Six years ago I made the decision to start applying to states in the western United States for the privilege and opportunity to hunt big game.  For myself and my two sons, Hunter and Jordan.  Back then I didn't have the time nor the inclination to do all the paperwork for each state so I hired somebody to do it for me.  I know, the easy way out, hire somebody to do it for you right?  No, hire somebody to save me the time, money and effort required to keep up to date on all the various state's in's and out's of changing application features and changing regulations.  I hired HUNTIN' FOOL to get me in the game and keep me there.   Not for every state I apply to but for some.   They have done a good job over the years and am satisfied with their work.   Six years ago I didn't have the money to run off on a guided hunt so I knew over the next few years I could salt some funds away diligently for a good hunt with my sons.   I kept a separate brokerage account earmarked for HUNTING and invested the money conservatively.  Unfortunately BITCOIN had not yet been invented!

This year my sons drew tags for Unit 101 on the eastern plains of Colorado for the November rifle hunts with 5 points each. When I think back on the 5 years of putting in for points and where each of them were in their lives it is amazing how fast time flies. When I started applying for points I didn't have a clue on where or when we might get to hunt in Colorado I just knew points were required. Just do it was my motto. The hunt would eventually take care of itself. So fast forward 5 years.........

Two years ago I book a deposit for the boys, now men, with Scott Limmer, not certain then when they might draw or when Scott would have a hunt opening. Scott is a great hunter and runs a quality operation. 


Before we rolled south to Colorado I had been invited by a friend, a retired biologist from the great state of Montana, to run up to Saskatchewan and go on a hunt that had been on my bucket list for a long time, a Canadian waterfowl hunt.   As a young kid I was on fire with hunting ducks.   My .410 was the tool and I still shoot that gun today.  My late Dad had been once to Canada and I remember him telling me stories about clouds of ducks and geese.   Probably a lot more snow geese  and Canadians today than back then, ducks not so much.  

There were 4 of us headed north in two pickups as we cleared Canadian customs in Montana with only 3 Canadian customs officials on duty. 

We had our paperwork in order ahead of time, guns handy, ammunition packed for easy review and no liquor on board.  A custom officials dream!

We were going to hunt for 3 days and as it turned out, three days was plenty.  We had hired an outfitter that my pal had hunted with previously and it was money well spent.    Free lancing across the provinces is probably a grand idea if you have a camping rig and plenty of time and the right gear, as in decoys and blinds.   I love DIY hunting but time was important and like the majority of things in life, having the right gear and foundation to get the job done is key.  You know well what I mean and am sure you would agree.    This is the waterfowl outfitter we engaged:


Hunting geese is something I have always loved to do.  I am pretty good at killing them.   My 3 pals were shooting .12 gauges while I elected to hammer with my .20 gauge.  I shoot a Beretta A-400 .20 gauge with a 28 inch barrel.   Nice gun, easy recoil, pounds on the geese not on me.  I have a hard time coming up in a lay-out blind with a .12 gauge shooting 3.5 inch magnum BB's after a couple of boxes of shells.    Less recoil, probably has to do with why I have been shooting a .243 since 1969.

We were hunting twice a day, mornings for geese, afternoons for ducks.  It was all dry land, field hunting.  Lots of birds, didn't see or hear any other hunters, locals friendly, good accommodations, lots of fun, professional outfitter.  Here is a taste of the snow goose shooting.

We shot snow geese, blue geese, Ross's geese, white-fronted geese often called specks or speckle-bellies and of course, when in Canada, one shoots Canadian geese!  As anyone knows who has hunted snow geese, older, mature snows are smart.  Probably 80 to 90% of the birds killed were juvenile birds.  When those old leaders out front shy off from the decoy spread and give that distinct, gutteral "GRONK, GRONK" it's off and away they go.  The shooting was spectacular and at times it was raining geese!
I lucked out and was able to shoot a few Ross's geese.  This one below is an absolute beauty and looks to be very old.  Maybe 15 to 25 years old?  Ross's geese are about 40% smaller than snow geese and are named after a Hudson Bay Company agent in the Northwest Territory of Canada.   I love that unicorn looking bump on the very top of the bill! Those bluish, warty looking bumps are called caruncles that mature, male Ross's geese develop at the base of their bill.  And yes, I am having it mounted!

Afternoons were busy with gunning ducks in the fields.  Mallards, a few pintails, lots of widgeon.  The four of us were satisfied with the overall number of birds!   It is exciting to have hundreds of ducks headed into your decoy spread at the same time!  
We were hunting hours north of Regina, Saskatchewan and the birds were plentiful coming off the roost to hit the lentil, pea, canola and barley fields.  There is something magical being so close to so many hungry birds making so much beautiful music!

Our guide served up a wonderful opportunity for me to "win" the GOLDEN BB award which was a free meal, bought by the guide to the hunter who killed, at his call, a bird that was particularly high or coming downwind at the speed of light.   It's not about all the shot headed into the heavens, it's about shot placement.  The .20 did what it was supposed to do. 

The time flew by and we headed back to the United States.  At US Customs we were met by 6 customs officials, one who had a rather miserable attitude toward American hunters.   It seems every time I have driven back into the United States from Canada there has to be a bona fide prick in the mix of outstanding government employees who are simply doing their job.  Always a bad apple in the bunch isn't there?  I nicknamed the guy "Sessions" because he just didn't want to do the job he was being paid to do in a professional manner.    

When we got back to Montana to my place on the Yellowstone River the big game season was in full swing.  A good friend of mine who hunted Canada with us had a tag for a deer and he was going to kill his first deer.   He had a wonderful shot opportunity on the first morning of his hunt on this beauty.  These pictures were taken long before the season started.  Sure is a beautiful animal! 

Unfortunately he made a less than ideal shot and it took several days to recover him.  We had a sighting of the buck two days after the initial wounding and caught up with him days after that.  We beat alot of brush looking for that animal and we never gave up. Our search paid off! 

I have been a trapper my entire life and I try my best to thin out the local coyote population and usually have some success.  I have been trapping canines for over 40 years and still love it. Saving fawns and killing coyotes never gets old!
I love the sound of jingling chains when coyotes are pulling!  Back in the day it was the sound of money.

On a side note, we headed to the gun range to make sure a friends rifle was 100% accurate and all of a sudden out walked a bull moose from behind the berm.  Talk about a neat surprise in eastern Montana!
A friend, an Air Force officer and his beautiful wife came to hunt and although he missed a gorgeous whitetail buck he put a healthy doe in the freezer.  That is some wonderful eating!
Eastern Montana has a good population of both whitetail deer and mule deer.   I had taken this picture of a band of mule deer bucks earlier in the fall on my way home from town.  Boys  being boys before the rut started!  
I didn't want to be hunting with my sons in Colorado.  I wanted to be there to support them in whatever they might need and not be worrying about getting a buck tag filled.  Youngest son Jordan is a junior at the University of Georgia and has led the UGA Bass Anglers fishing team for the past two years as President.  He has qualified for the 2018 National BASS competition in Louisiana in late May.  As an electrical engineering major he has a good handle on math and angles and is a capable hand with his Hoyt bow.  He loves to bow hunt!     
Oldest son Hunter is a First Lieutenant in the Unites States Air Force.  He should make the rank of Captain in May and has had a stellar career in his short tenure in the Air Force already.

Check out some of the hardware Hunter accumulated recently as the #1 missileer in the Air Force!


It is really a treat to be around him and his friends who are so motivated, bright and serve their country as ICBM launch officers who accomplish the mission that is so critical to our nation.  It's true, peace through strength.  Proud Father I am.

Hunting in eastern Colorado when the corn crops are still in the ground is difficult.  Deer hide in the corn forests!
In all my years I have never seen so many pheasants as we did this fall in eastern Colorado!  It was amazing the number of birds we saw.  Deer were a different story.  For the week we were able to get two bucks down.  We hunted hard, ate well, glassed and glassed some more, had a fine guide, made some great shots and brought some wonderful meat home.  We saw some magnificent bucks, most on property we could not secure access too.  Eastern Colorado has great genetics, great nutrition and enough private land to get deer into a mature age class.  It is really fun to see such huge bucks!  It was a great time for my sons and Dad.   I am not a "score" guy so I don't have a clue what these bucks might score.  I don't care.  Doesn't matter.  Great bucks, great hunt with my sons, priceless memories.  What on earth does a "score" have to do with our hunt?   The trophy is in the hunt, not in the deer!

Jordan tagged this brute as he was jumping a fence.  Nice buck!
Hunter hammered this bomber on the last day with a running kill shot at 338 yards.  We kept our spirits high.  Optimism was NOT in short supply with this crew.  It was a sweet ending to a great week for sure!
We had a wonderful guide.  Very professional, knew his deer, great cook, great positive attitude.  He had never guided a hunter under the age of 30 in his 22 year career as a guide.  He had a lot of fun with my young men!  It wasn't all hard work in the hills as you can see here.  The mid-day sun made for a good nap or two!

Here's a picture of our guide in the hills with my sons.  As you can see, blaze orange is  required in Colorado for a hunters head and upper body!  I wish it were required nationally.  Might save a life or two.  Maybe even yours.


One of my best pals and someone I have been hunting with since the early 90's sent me a picture of a big hog he hammered in south Georgia while I was in Colorado and thought I would share it.  Hogs are increasing their range and numbers across the southeast and Texas has millions of them!   It's great fun to lower the numbers any chance you get. 
         

After finishing up in Colorado I headed back to Montana with  general deer and elk tags in my pocket.  I had a good idea where I might find a decent muley buck and headed into the hills to see what I could turn up.   I located a big doe group that from a long distance had a fine buck running the show and made the decision to see what I could do.  It was obvious thru my Swaro glass the buck had me spotted and was looking directly at me from a half mile away.  Any mule deer hunter knows that the eyesight on a big muley is uncanny.   They can detect eye contact at hundreds of yards.  So what does an old salt like me do?   Yup, you guessed it.  I put the backpack on, shouldered my rifle and start walking.  Walking directly AWAY from the deer and over the hill without looking back.  The topography, luckily was in my favor.  I was able to circle around, drop into a series of draws and stay hidden.  What seemed like close to an hour later I was crawling up a good hill into position across the canyon from the bedded doe group.  Avoiding cactus at all costs, it takes a month for those stickers to work their way out, it was slow going.  My rifle is heavy.  I shoot a BAR .243 with a high end Swaro scope and moving that rifle up ahead of me with one hand while crawling became tiring.  I had to laugh at myself.  As a big fan of Cameron Hanes, he no doubt has NOT had the problem of his arm tiring on a long stalk.  If you don't know who Cameron Hanes is I respectively suggest you look him up on the internet.  So, I admit, I didn't spend enough time in the weight room and I was rehashing in my mind that next year will be different.  I had ranged both hill tops and knew the buck was laying between them surrounded by his does. I had my shooting sticks set up at the right height before I started crawling, had shed my pack, range finder, hat  and binoculars as my crawl progressed and was ready to get it done as I moved higher to the knob where I would have a clean, long shot.  Two does to the south side of the hill had spotted movement and were "deer alert", up and ready to flee.   They started moving and I could see more deer up and moving through the grass into the wind so I knew it was now or never.  I came up fast behind some sagebrush, having guessed right on which way they would blow out and which side of the tall sage to shoot from, got on the sticks in a nanosecond,  located the buck, hoping that this was THE buck and not a smaller buck in the group and got on him. I learned decades ago a guy shouldn't focus on antlers when shooting at an animal.  It usually makes for sordid tales at deer camp about the one that got away!   At the shot the buck humped and continued moving so I touched off another round as he went into a circular dance before going down.  The does came together in a tight group as they crested the hill and I didn't see any antlers.  I had a hunch the buck I toasted was the big boy.

It took me a bit to get across the canyon and sure enough, I went up the wrong little drainage and couldn't find a dead deer.  Another one of those high to low moments that a guy dreads.  I looked at the hill again and figured I was wrong and went over the knob and there he laid. 

Good eastern Montana buck.  No ground shinkage!  What a great stalk. Great shooting. Great time. Great deer.  Not a clue what he scores.   Just another priceless memory and great eating.

A day later found me on the road with an elk tag burning a hole in my pocket.  I headed out with a friend for some old-fashioned tent camping in some cold weather.  We had secured permission on a beautiful ranch that we had killed elk on before.  The ranch owner and his crew had downed several bulls during the first week of the season and I was optimistic I might put a tag on a great bull.  It's been a few years since I had a good bull in my cross hairs.  The last bull elk I shot at was a clean miss in thick timber and a strong wind.  I remember it like yesterday! Like I say, elk hunting can be a game of inches and I wanted a good bull.  Who wouldn't?

We saw plenty of elk.  50 maybe 60, I lost count.  None were on the property we had permission to hunt on.  We saw a nice bull get killed, glassed some huge bulls, had a monster bull 250 yards on the other side of the fence. You know, just a ton of reasons I didn't get one down.  All valid reasons, I never fired a shot.  Tent camping at 15 degrees was rather exhilarating.  Everyone should do it on an elk hunt!

We were a long way from anything.  Going to sleep at 7 pm and waking at 5:30 was interesting.  I wish natures call a couple of times a night would vanish but that won't happen at my age.  It was a tad nippy coming out of a warm bag! Listening to coyotes howl all night and watching billions of stars twinkle, to say nothing of shooting stars was special.  It is pretty nice not to deal with other humans for a few days a year and elk camp is a grand place to do it!

I was wearing my lucky hat that my late Mom knit for me in 1974.  I have worn that hat on so many great goose and predator hunts and it is one thing, warm.  Had some warm weather midday too.  Sunglasses were a huge help.
I covered alot of ground, played the wind correctly and looked into every nook and cranny that might have harbored a great bull, post-rut, late in the season.  I did find a couple of beauties.
 Eating Mountain House food, especially chili mac, was a treat!

We left elk camp in good spirits without a single shot being fired. It was a great hunt.  We went hard, stayed optimistic and saw plenty of elk.  It isn't easy, nor cheap.  I won't like tag soup this year with my elk tag!

My buddy filled his deer tag on his last day in Montana.  Three bucks he missed were larger than this guy but he had fun.  I always tell other hunters, not that I know that much about hunting or shooting or ballistics, how important it is to know your rifle.  Know how it shoots. Be comfortable with your rifle, off-hand, on sticks, laying down, off a pack, sitting, kneeling, against a rock, against a fence post.  How many people head west not being properly prepared is rather amazing.  Ask any outfitter or guide you know how often they  encounter paying customers who simply can't shoot under normal shooting circumstances out west.  Lots of hunters spend vast amounts of good  money and are not prepared.  Not prepared physically, not prepared emotionally to kill a big buck.   As I tell others, shoot 3 boxes of shells through your rifle.  Every. Single. Year.  It will pay off.    
  
Thanksgiving was around the corner and my sons were coming to our property with Montana deer tags in their pockets.  Jordan was going to hunt with his bow for the week.

Hunter was going to wait on killing a big buck!  They went hard that week. On stand early, on stand late, on stand all day.  They saw some beauties but didn't kill a buck they wanted to shoot.  Jordan had some bombers out of range with his bow. They learned long ago you can't kill big bucks when you kill small bucks.  Remember, MT only allows one buck per hunter per year.  Hunter wanted a great buck and having two doe tags, wound up punching a couple of does for meat.  

During the week I got a phone call from Jordan.  From his stand he had spotted something unusual.  He told me to come take a look.  There is a first time for everything and this is what I saw.

   
The bucks were locked up and the smaller buck was near death.  As the guys approached them close the bigger buck got a shot of adrenaline and broke off his horn that Jordan is holding above and walked off grunting.   The other deer died right before our eyes!  I had called a neighbor who sits on the MT private land/private wildlife council who called a MT conservation officer to obtain a permit to field dress the buck for consumption.  When we opened it up you could see where the horn tip of the bigger buck had gored the dead buck.
  
It was a great season.  All of the neat things I was able to see.  The majestic incredible sunrises in Canada, the breathtaking sunsets in Montana, the elk shed I found stuck way up in a tree, the eagles, the antelope, the hawks, the pheasants, the geese, the coyotes.  To me, Montana is the best state in the United States.  I have not visited every state but that's probably not necessary to come to my conclusion.  So, thank you Montana.  Thanks for letting me spend my youth here and and thanks for letting me fall in love with you.  Thanks for letting me be a part of the place that so few people get to call home.   There are plenty of reasons that Montana is called The Last Great Place.  I am thankful for it all.  God willing I will get to experience it many years into the future with my family! 




Wednesday, December 06, 2017

Christmas. Pine Ridge, South Dakota Privilege

I lived on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation when I was in high school.  Didn't have a choice.  My father was Chief of Police for the Bureau of Indian Affairs Police Department in Pine Ridge.  If you want, call it RED PRIVILEGE!

It is a rather poor place.  Not much has changed in the 40 years since I was in high school except the names.   The truancy, the lack of motivation, lack of parental involvement, lack of desire to make oneself better is still there.   The crabs are still trying to claw their friends back into the bucket when they try to escape.  If you go to school in Indian country you know what I mean.

Lots of blame to go around.   Lack of two parent households are the biggest culprit but nobody wants to talk about that because the financial incentives are all wrong there.

Once again this year I will be in Pine Ridge before Christmas.  Once again I look forward to the visit.   It was the roughest high school out of the 4 I attended without a doubt.  I was failing algebra.  I bought my first beer in Whiteclay for the high school prom.  Walked in with cash, no questions asked.  Age, 15.

To say that I am grateful for the life I have been given is an understatement.  There is absolutely no way my life has turned out the way I thought it would.  We all face great challenges in life.  All of us.   It is the privilege we all have for waking up.  I thank my Creator daily for the will and motivation that my parents fostered towards education.  The privilege of education.  We all have it.  It is what prompted me to start my scholarship at the University of Minnesota.  My scholarship helps leverage resources to produce long-term meaningful impact for students who need them the most and to help break the cycle of poverty, addiction, moral courage and the suffocating absence of opportunity.  Call it American privilege, I get it, you should too.  Gratitude is an awful powerful human emotion and I am elated to have plenty of it.  Every. Single. Day. 

In Pine Ridge it is hard to swallow the poverty and carnage of the federal government handing out scraps of freebies.  The drug scene is out of control.  I would like to help the enormous loss of human capital.  Bringing coats in the winter isn't doing it.  Painting churches in the summer isn't doing it.

Pine Ridge has the problem.  Pine Ridge and only Pine Ridge has the answers.  Pine Ridge has the privilege.

It starts in the mirror.  The power of one.  Go ahead Pine Ridge.

Change!  You can do it.  Reach deep Ridge.  Get after it.

TIME MAGAZINE

In the United States, in 2017, if you're not a "victim" or "survivor",  preferably, both, of something or other then you must be a non-person.

It started as a hash-tag and became a "movement".  GMAFB!

The number one problem in the United States is a captured media. The Democrats control 90% of the media/entertainment complex.  A captured media is wholly inconsistent with liberty and a constitutional republic. 

Merry Christmas to all!

Tuesday, December 05, 2017

District of Corruption Humor..........

“What are you in for?” “Manslaughter. How about you?” “Rape. Sexual assault.” -Senators conversing in the Capitol building

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Jordan Stone Parisian

Another year, another Montana tag flying home in my pocket. Bowhunting is tough and anybody who has done it would tell you the same. Trying to stick a mature, trophy buck is even harder. Its more than just killing a deer, but giving that deer every advantage you had and beating the odds against you - odds that increase significantly when hunting a mature buck who has survived the brutality of nature for a few years like these two bucks who fought to the death. Its the hunt itself that makes a deer a trophy when bow hunting, not the points. I find myself frustrated far more than rewarded, especially when I am the only bow hunter in my family hunting a river bottom property where a rifle kills pretty much any deer in sight. Too far to shoot, too dark to shoot, too loud, a bad range, or a wrong wind are all things we have to beat for things to work out just right, on the right deer. Unfortunately these past two seasons that opportunity didn’t present itself to me, and while frustrated in the moments, I am far more grateful to have the opportunity to experience these incredible animals up close and personal and love it more than anything. And when that arrow does carry all the work, time, and dedication into a mature buck, it will be all the more worth it! Shoutout to all my bowhunters, and shoutout to all the hunters who let em grow this year. Can’t wait till next year. #KeepHammering@ Rosebud, Montana

HIGH SCHOOL TEACHERS listen up!

What all high schools should teach: -Opportunity cost -Diminishing returns -Compounding -Self sufficiency -Sales 101 (aka dealing w rejection) -Mindfulness -Conflict resolution -Resume building -Interviewing -Serving others -Entrepreneurship -Finding any answer on Google

Monday, November 27, 2017

Nature isn't easy..............

Note the bloody horn tip of the standing buck on the right side.  That tip punctured the heart/lungs of the dead buck several times.  It was amazing being up close to the fury.  When we got the bucks "unstuck" the survivor walked away grunting in a foul mood.

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Cameron Hanes

On Friday, athlete, bow hunter and one, tough competitor in life, Cameron Hanes,  will take on the Moab 240 mile Endurance Run, a 238.3 mile ultra through some of Utah's most challenging terrain. 

Excited to see how he finishes because he simply puts in the work to prepare.

In life, that is nearly 90% of the battle.


Tuesday highlights from America...........

Whenever I think there's a slight chance of hope for this country in the political arena I am forced to remind myself of all the zoo animals that live off the public dole in every big city in America.

OVERRATED in Dallas Texas

I've been in Dallas for less than a year and haven't taken the time to cook at home very often.

We spend a substantial amount of time dining out.  Often.  Very often.

Last Saturday night we dined with friends at the Ritz Carleton at FEARINGS before heading over to listen to Mr. Tim McGraw and Ms. Faith Hill pretend to play their guitars and sing some songs.  

Mr. Dean Fearing stopped by the table to check in.  Nice guy with charm.

The food (and service) was less than stellar.  Those two little chunks of buffalo I was served were not anywhere near worth the price tag.  I have been eating buffalo since I was 12 years old.  Where do they train these cooks?  

Along with Ocean Prime and Water Grille it deserves to be mentioned to save you some of your hard earned money.  

It will be a long time before we go back.

Friday night we had a disaster at Coal Vines around the corner as well.  You would have to pay me to enter again.   The white pizza was uneatable and how about being able to just order a single glass of wine?  Are you kidding me?     No wonder why we questioned there were so many empty tables on a Friday night in Uptown Dallas!  At 63 and having lived on both coasts and raising sons I like to think I know an edible pizza from a non-edible.

Coal Vines. Never again.  Yuck.     

Monday, October 09, 2017

2008, Bailed out Wall Street, Screwed Main Street NEVER FORGET

FINAL VOTE RESULTS FOR ROLL CALL 681
(Democrats in roman; Republicans in italic; Independents underlined)

      H R 1424      YEA-AND-NAY      3-Oct-2008      1:22 PM
      QUESTION:  On Motion to Concur in Senate Amendments
      BILL TITLE: Emergency Economic Stabilization Act of 2008

YEASNAYSPRESNV
DEMOCRATIC17263  
REPUBLICAN91108  
INDEPENDENT    
TOTALS263171  


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Abercrombie
Ackerman
Alexander
Allen
Andrews
Arcuri
Baca
Bachus
Baird
Baldwin
Barrett (SC)
Bean
Berkley
Berman
Berry
Biggert
Bishop (GA)
Bishop (NY)
Blunt
Boehner
Bonner
Bono Mack
Boozman
Boren
Boswell
Boucher
Boustany
Boyd (FL)
Brady (PA)
Brady (TX)
Braley (IA)
Brown (SC)
Brown, Corrine
Buchanan
Calvert
Camp (MI)
Campbell (CA)
Cannon
Cantor
Capps
Capuano
Cardoza
Carnahan
Carson
Castle
Clarke
Cleaver
Clyburn
Coble
Cohen
Cole (OK)
Conaway
Cooper
Costa
Cramer
Crenshaw
Crowley
Cubin
Cuellar
Cummings
Davis (AL)
Davis (CA)
Davis (IL)
Davis, Tom
DeGette
DeLauro
Dent
Dicks
Dingell
Donnelly
Doyle
Dreier
Edwards (MD)
Edwards (TX)
Ehlers
Ellison
Ellsworth
Emanuel
Emerson
Engel
Eshoo
Etheridge
Everett
Fallin
Farr
Fattah
Ferguson
Fossella
Foster
Frank (MA)
Frelinghuysen
Gerlach
Giffords
Gilchrest
Gonzalez
Gordon
Granger
Green, Al
Gutierrez
Hall (NY)
Hare
Harman
Hastings (FL)
Herger
Higgins
Hinojosa
Hirono
Hobson
Hoekstra
Holt
Honda
Hooley
Hoyer
Inglis (SC)
Israel
Jackson (IL)
Jackson-Lee (TX)
Johnson, E. B.
Kanjorski
Kennedy
Kildee
Kilpatrick
Kind
King (NY)
Kirk
Klein (FL)
Kline (MN)
Knollenberg
Kuhl (NY)
LaHood
Langevin
Larsen (WA)
Larson (CT)
Lee
Levin
Lewis (CA)
Lewis (GA)
Lewis (KY)
Loebsack
Lofgren, Zoe
Lowey
Lungren, Daniel E.
Mahoney (FL)
Maloney (NY)
Markey
Marshall
Matsui
McCarthy (NY)
McCollum (MN)
McCrery
McGovern
McHugh
McKeon
McNerney
McNulty
Meek (FL)
Meeks (NY)
Melancon
Miller (NC)
Miller, Gary
Miller, George
Mitchell
Mollohan
Moore (KS)
Moore (WI)
Moran (VA)
Murphy (CT)
Murphy, Patrick
Murtha
Myrick
Nadler
Neal (MA)
Oberstar
Obey
Olver
Ortiz
Pallone
Pascrell
Pastor
Pelosi
Perlmutter
Peterson (PA)
Pickering
Pomeroy
Porter
Price (NC)
Pryce (OH)
Putnam
Radanovich
Rahall
Ramstad
Rangel
Regula
Reyes
Reynolds
Richardson
Rogers (AL)
Rogers (KY)
Ros-Lehtinen
Ross
Ruppersberger
Rush
Ryan (OH)
Ryan (WI)
Sarbanes
Saxton
Schakowsky
Schiff
Schmidt
Schwartz
Scott (GA)
Sessions
Sestak
Shadegg
Shays
Shuster
Simpson
Sires
Skelton
Slaughter
Smith (TX)
Smith (WA)
Snyder
Solis
Souder
Space
Speier
Spratt
Sullivan
Sutton
Tancredo
Tanner
Tauscher
Terry
Thompson (CA)
Thornberry
Tiberi
Tierney
Towns
Tsongas
Upton
Van Hollen
Velázquez
Walden (OR)
Walsh (NY)
Wamp
Wasserman Schultz
Waters
Watson
Watt
Waxman
Weiner
Welch (VT)
Weldon (FL)
Weller
Wexler
Wilson (NM)
Wilson (OH)
Wilson (SC)
Wolf
Woolsey
Wu
Yarmuth

---- NAYS    171 ---

Aderholt
Akin
Altmire
Bachmann
Barrow
Bartlett (MD)
Barton (TX)
Becerra
Bilbray
Bilirakis
Bishop (UT)
Blackburn
Blumenauer
Boyda (KS)
Broun (GA)
Brown-Waite, Ginny
Burgess
Burton (IN)
Butterfield
Buyer
Capito
Carney
Carter
Castor
Cazayoux
Chabot
Chandler
Childers
Clay
Conyers
Costello
Courtney
Culberson
Davis (KY)
Davis, David
Davis, Lincoln
Deal (GA)
DeFazio
Delahunt
Diaz-Balart, L.
Diaz-Balart, M.
Doggett
Doolittle
Drake
Duncan
English (PA)
Feeney
Filner
Flake
Forbes
Fortenberry
Foxx
Franks (AZ)
Gallegly
Garrett (NJ)
Gillibrand
Gingrey
Gohmert
Goode
Goodlatte
Graves
Green, Gene
Grijalva
Hall (TX)
Hastings (WA)
Hayes
Heller
Hensarling
Herseth Sandlin
Hill
Hinchey
Hodes
Holden
Hulshof
Hunter
Inslee
Issa
Jefferson
Johnson (GA)
Johnson (IL)
Johnson, Sam
Jones (NC)
Jordan
Kagen
Kaptur
Keller
King (IA)
Kingston
Kucinich
Lamborn
Lampson
Latham
LaTourette
Latta
Linder
Lipinski
LoBiondo
Lucas
Lynch
Mack
Manzullo
Marchant
Matheson
McCarthy (CA)
McCaul (TX)
McCotter
McDermott
McHenry
McIntyre
McMorris Rodgers
Mica
Michaud
Miller (FL)
Miller (MI)
Moran (KS)
Murphy, Tim
Musgrave
Napolitano
Neugebauer
Nunes
Paul
Payne
Pearce
Pence
Peterson (MN)
Petri
Pitts
Platts
Poe
Price (GA)
Rehberg
Reichert
Renzi
Rodriguez
Rogers (MI)
Rohrabacher
Roskam
Rothman
Roybal-Allard
Royce
Salazar
Sali
Sánchez, Linda T.
Sanchez, Loretta
Scalise
Scott (VA)
Sensenbrenner
Serrano
Shea-Porter
Sherman
Shimkus
Shuler
Smith (NE)
Smith (NJ)
Stark
Stearns
Stupak
Taylor
Thompson (MS)
Tiahrt
Turner
Udall (CO)
Udall (NM)
Visclosky
Walberg
Walz (MN)
Westmoreland
Whitfield (KY)
Wittman (VA)
Young (AK)
Young (FL)

INVESTING 2017 STYLE

An ETF that holds Bitcoin futures. "A derivative of a derivative of an unregulated asset "

A sure thing!!! (Until it isn't"

Thursday, October 05, 2017

United States Congress

I met a fairy who said she would grant me one wish.
Immediately I said, "I want to live forever."
"Sorry," said the fairy, "I'm not allowed to grant eternal life."
"OK," I said, "Then, I want to die after Congress gets its head out of its ass!"
The fairy replied, "You crafty bastard."

Wednesday, October 04, 2017

Puerto Rico Debt

Puerto Rico's $74 billion of debt is less than 1 month of Fed monetization.

It's only 10.5% of what Paulson & Kashkari gave their pals!

Novel Law Enforcement Action

I've heard that Police Departments in many cities have replaced sirens with the National Anthem to force suspects to stop running and take a knee.  WINK!

Monday, October 02, 2017

Calling bullshit on ex-con Milken..........

My legacy isn't any one asset class like junk bonds.  It's the understanding of capital structure and how best to finance companies that create jobs and drive change.

Michael Milken
Financier and Philanthropist

Mike,

That is all good, it's called selective memory.  I wish I could've gotten a handful of those side-pocket sweetheart deals via warrants in junk offerings myself.   For the 10,000 proud flag-waving employees of Drexel Burnham Lambert it's a different story about your legacy.


What is the score?

Here is the score boys and girls and for those of you in Marty, Mandaree and Manderson.
67 Trillion US Total Debt
4 Trillion Fed Balance Sheet
107 Trillion US Unfunded Debt
242 Trillion US Banks Derivatives
That sums to 420 Trillion in Debt that will not stop compounding.

Outdoor Concerts and Life in America

If the outdoor music scene is your thing you might want to heed this advice.  It looks like the kooks are ramping things to a new level.  Sick twisted demented scum bags for sure.

Prepare.  Buy a tourniquet, a real one that has a windlass and know how to apply it.  It may save your life and is probably much more useful than a sidearm once the shooters open up.

And while you are shopping throw in a clotting sponge for good measure!

God Bless this great country.

Sunday, October 01, 2017

NFL National Felons League

It's Sunday, October 1,  2017.

What a great day today.

Didn't watch a single play on any device.

Hell with them.   Since 2000, more than 850 NFL players have been arrested!!!   

And boycott these companies if you care........

§                         Anheuser-Busch
§                         Barclaycard US
§                         Bose
§                         Bridgestone
§                         Campbell’s Soup Company
§                         Castrol
§                         Courtyard Marriott
§                         Dairy Management, Inc. (Fuel Up to Play 60)
§                         Dannon
§                         Extreme Networks
§                         FedEx
§                         Frito-Lay
§                         Gatorade
§                         Hyundai Motor America
§                         Mars Snackfood
§                         Microsoft
§                         Nationwide
§                         News America
§                         Papa John’s
§                         Pepsi
§                         Procter & Gamble
§                         Quaker
§                         Verizon
§                         Visa
§                         USAA