Tales from a Rolex Submariner

I’ve always liked nice watches.

Most of them, however, have been cheap rubber Casios or whatever the hell I could find because I worked in law enforcement for years. I broke at least four watches during various fights in my career. In my younger, salad days of course.

Today, being an elder gentleman and more irascible, in my seventh decade, I won’t fight you. I’ll just shoot you. Which is why I can finally wear my Rolex Submariner.

It’s a beautiful watch and it has an incredible back story. It goes like this.

My father passed away in 2009 at the age of 88. He was a member of The Greatest Generation, flew B-17s for the Mighty Eighth, and seldom spoke of his service. I cornered him for a couple of days a few years before he died and got him to talk a bit about his family. Those conversations are on cassette. Yes. Cassette. Tape.

About two years before he died, as we were gathering documents and I was assembling his wishes, archiving them for my oldest brother, the executor of Dad’s estate, he quite mysteriously told me that I’d one day find a chest.

He didn’t tell me where it was. But he said I’d find a number of things there. One of them would be a watch he’d acquired when he was in Hong Kong but, he said, it was likely a knock-off because it hadn’t been all that expensive at the time in the 1960s.

He said it looked like a Rolex, so he’d bought it. He said he wanted me to have it when I found it.

The strange thing was, about two months prior, he said he wanted to get a very specific watch that he’d found at the WalMart on Watt Avenue. I took him there and purchased it for him. He was really quite pleased. To have Dad happy was, well, magical. The watch would illuminate when a button was pushed. Remember that.

My father passed away at 3:30 AM on Wednesday, February 11th, 2009. It was now my oldest brother’s job to tend to the estate.

The strange thing is, with a few exceptions, neither of my brothers were interested in very many of Dad’s things. My oldest brother’s wife insisted on taking a trunk from the living room and the family heirloom book, plus a knick-knack I wanted from Grandma’s house. But I stood back and let whoever wanted to take what they took when they wished. I was the youngest brother. I felt I just had to take one for the team.

There were tons of photo books. Uninterested. I took them. There were tons of Dad’s books. Uninterested. I took them. There were tons of family slides and photographs. Uninterested. I took them. Then I found something.

I found the chest. It was in Dad’s shop, up high, in the rafters. It was heavy. I managed to heft it down and opened it. Inside I found maps of California from World War II marked CLASSIFIED, which I kept. Dad was a USAAC pilot and they were likely maps he’d used in PriFly. I’m not giving those maps to anyone. They are mine.

I found his USAF dress hat as a Colonel, with the beautifully-embroidered clouds and lightning on the brim. I also found one of his piss cutters still in its original plastic bag (one of the most stupid caps in the history of history) with a price tag affixed. $2.75.

I found his custom desk sign when he was a Captain.

And I also found a green box — not so impressive — which contained an absolutely gorgeous watch in blue, silver and gold, called a Rolex Submariner. You know. The fake watch he bought in Hong Kong.

A few months after the funeral, I wondered. Was it fake or was it real? I took the watch to a couple of local jewelers, both of whom said they could neither confirm nor deny its validity. They both said I needed to take it to a person on Fulton Avenue who could examine the watch.

To simply open up the back of the watch — much less confirm any kind of provenance — was a $200 charge.

The appraisal was another $250.

But wait.

That Rolex Submariner was appraised at $15,000+.

Gulp. It was real.

And Dad gave it to me. No one else. It’s a beautiful watch. Hell, it’s gorgeous.

But, according to Dad, it didn’t light up at night. And if you didn’t wear it, it would die. It just didn’t interest him. He sort of liked the colors but that was it.

He’s right. It doesn’t light up at night. Unless you hold it under a lamp and cause the face to illuminate for a while. It dies if you don’t wear it and keep it running by the movement of your wrist.

It will tell you the numerical date, but you have to adjust it for Leap Years.

It’s hella analog in a digital world.

But it was my Dad’s, it’s real, and I’ll treasure it always.

BZ

 

Why you voted for Trump — and what they really think of you

The 2020 elections are next year.

The LDAMM — Leftists, Demorats and the American Media Maggots — think your eyes are off the ball. They think you don’t matter. No. Wait, In their minds they know you don’t matter. If you don’t occupy a massive American Rat Cage — a large urban city — as far as the LDAMM are concerned: you don’t count. You are nothing. You hinder them. Your vote means nothing. Your thoughts or wishes are less than significant.

Watch. And please be reminded of the arrogance, indifference and dismissiveness of the LDAMM.

You don’t count, suburbans. You don’t count, American Taxpayers. You don’t count, those who hold religion dear. You don’t count, people who believe in the Founding Fathers and the US Constitution, Bill of Rights and the Declaration of Independence.

Your stupid aborted infants need to die. Who fights for tissue? Your stupid Bible needs to die as well. Outdated values, outdated thoughts. Guns, God and all your stupid backward ways.

Play it again. And then this, from Barack Hussein Obama.

The LDAMM believed it then. And they believe it now. You’re intellectually inferior to Leftists. You don’t possess the brain power. You lack the ability to recognize their erudite, cultured and superior views and arguments.

They believe that you are weak, disinterested, distracted and indifferent.

2020.

BZ

 

Rep Jim Jordan: the Constitution and Mueller

Remember: OMB. Orange Man Bad.

A great video in which Representative Jim Jordan (R, OH, 4th) makes just a point or three.

Is it lawful or not? Bottom line.

Again I repeat, at the risk of enlisting the help of the Dept of Redundancy Department: it’s all about the OMB. Orange Man Bad.

BZ

 

High wattage Democrat hypocrisy

Jabba or Jerry? Which is the true Hutt?

Either unfortunately or thankfully the Leftists, Demorats and American Media Maggots seem to forget that something called the “internet” exists.

Despite their best intentions and the focus of Google and other fact-eliminating social media Mega-Censors, some videos and facts have managed to escape complete and utter digital liquidation.

You see, it would appear that House Judiciary Committee Chairman Jerry “The Hutt” Nadler has called for and acquired committee contempt orders for Attorney General William Barr despite those orders being illegal and, well, in direct contravention of what he precisely wanted in a prior situation involving a Demorat.

Let’s check our internet on this for comparison, shall we? Because, as we shall hear, “flip-flopping for abject political line purposes, thy name is Nadler.”

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, thankfully the genius named Hank Johnson weighed in and revealed the true intentions of the Demorats, Leftists and American Media Maggots. By the way, what the hell happened to Johnson’s lower jaw? Bad gauze? A serious Band-Aid accident? Shaving?

Just asking: did Hank Johnson happen to pass a few years ago, and was subsequently replaced by a Disney Audioanimatronics robot that still somehow can’t pronounce the English ranguage or, minimally, the word “obfuscation”?

Let’s not forget that this is the same Hank Johnson who called President Trump a white supremacist, a Nazi, and compared him to Hitler.

And let us not forget that this is the same Hank Johnson who — thank God — forewarned us about the island nation of Guam because he was sniffing paint out of a paper bag that day.

And who could forget this wonderful HJ video (H/T to Rick!) about helium:

So please, let’s attempt to acquire a semblance of a perspective. It is the Leftists, Demorats and American Media Maggots who couldn’t care less about

  • Facts
  • Logic
  • Rationality
  • Prorportion
  • Common sense
  • Context, or
  • History

Until it uplifts and furthers their own narrative. Period.

It seldom, if ever, does.

BZ

 

BZ’s Berserk Bobcat Saloon Radio Show, Thursday, 5-9-19, with guest MICHAEL JONES and an SHR Media Special Report: “FOOTSTEPS: The Specter of William Barr”

Featuring Right thinking from a left brain, doing the job the American Media Maggots won’t, embracing ubiquitous, sagacious perspicacity and broadcasting behind enemy lines in Occupied Fornicalia from the veritable Belly of the Beast, the Bill Mill in Sacramento, Fornicalia, I continue to proffer my thanks to the SHR Media Network for allowing me to utilize their studio and hijack their air twice weekly, Tuesdays and Thursday nights, thanks to my shameless contract — as well as appear on the Sack Heads: Against Tyranny Show every Wednesday night.

Apparently this was Tongue-Tied Thursday.

Hour 1BZ spoke with The Underground Professor, MICHAEL JONES, about teaching Constitutional Law, stare decisis, the purposeful failure to teach the history of the US Constitution in ConLaw classes, the Second Amendment and much more.

Hour 2: BZ offered an in-depth SHR Media Network Special Report: “FOOTSTEPS: The Specter of William Barr.” Many on the Demorat and Leftist side are hearing footsteps approach as the noose begins to tighten around those responsible for the soft coup against an American citizen — a presidential nominee, a president-elect and then a sitting president. The footsteps can be heard, the PSH is redolent as is the stench of fear emitted from those higher-ups in the 44 Presidency. History will clearly adjudge that to be one of if not the most corrupt in US history.

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