America is being divided again. While the Church murder slaughtering in South Carolina was bad and tragic, and understand that in no way are we saying that was right, by southern tradition the feller would be hung. However this political condition of removing a symbol of southern heritage from states flags, and memorials to a war that was tragic in itself, is just a bunch of bigots and yes even racists trying to grab headlines to feather their government jobs. If this had been a senseless killing which it was, on a white person, in another place in this nation done by a black person, there might have been a few headlines but soon forgotten. This would though not be the rucus that its being headed up today, by such organizations as the NAACPA and on and on. At a time this nation needs to be united , this mess is going to split this nation up even further. Sure the Knytes-of-Anarchy is fighting to retain the very symbol of a culture and a society that is not racist, not a hate group, just people who truly believe our cause was right. Wal-Mart today said it will remove any and all merchandise and products that sport the Southern flag. Might I remind many, Wal-Mart, Coca Cola, Walgreens and other retailers were founded in the south, right in Atlanta, under that flag they want to now tarnish , because it serves not their sense of patriotism, but threatens their wallet. While the symbol is of our southern ancestry and heritage, The Son's of Confederate Veterans, the Knytes-of-Anarchy, are coast to coast with camps and charters from coast to coast. If this was a say native American, who had done this or this had been done to a Native American, would this nation be so ambitious to rid this nation of their heritage and symbols? The answer is NO. Yet the same thing that occured to our southern states , happened to the Native American's. A US, President the same one by the way, Abe Lincoln, oppressed and by force took the Native American's off their lands, raped their wives and daughters, and we are supposed to be okay with that? Really. Beth Ann says its time to bring America home. This ain't no way to do it. It's time for healing, not starting up a fight, but if it comes to it, we as a part of and with southern ancestors are here ready for that fight. Guns are loaded, airwaves ready. Sorry for not airing a show overnight, had a mess to clean up on US-89 down in Utah, with our Utah unit, and I'm pooped. Oh and to the idiot, that thought it was cool, to poke a hole in the front tire of my small truck Your ass is mine, that cost me a service call.
TTYLY
It's crunch time at HCC. Dig this , the reason the show is late is because some dumbass decided that it would be a great prank to flatten the tire on LiL Wolf(aka Witchy Woman) but I had a service call, so pumped up the tire, and off I went. After swapped the truck for the car out at my friends shop, and got some needed things for being at home. It's these kinds of things that says someone is sending a message, yet if they who are sending the message thought it was fun the fuzz now has pics and its logged in, more over for a town that wants me to go, so damn bad , the way to do it is leave my rides alone, this is one reason LexiBelle is not here. I'll be damned if I'll let her get violated. Now to call out Mr. Beaver Dick, on something he mentioned, true fact toew service is not, nor will be in Evanston Wyoming. At least not yet. I'll know if I'm doing that mid next month. No we did not do the station up at the Well's Fargo building, we had it set, but the fact of not being able to find on air help and a staff to run the radio werx 24/7 meant the extra financial expenditure was not validated. So might as well just keep it here in the house, where I can do the show overnight, get my rides up to snuff and get the hell gone to Tooele Utah sometime September or October. Too bad too, as HCC was in the look see of recruiting staff for it, not only mechanics but C&C people as well. But when you keep getting close and folks grab your ass by doing vandalism to your rides and such you look at yourself and say why? Okay failure all around and I'd have not been here this long if my truck and car hadn't puked. Fortunately I was able to buy a good solid used one well below value, all it needs is a few gaskets, and refilling some fluids. But I'm looking forward to a week from Wednesday, as I'll be going to reunite myself with my beloved LexiBelle, swap the car for her, come over drag Witchy Woman take her over to Twin, put Lexibelle and all I own, in storage except for radio station , that'll go in the office at the shop. Then its go find me housing, shop then move the radio werx to Tooele. Then its fire up where the Knytes had albeit limited but some success. Oh and to answer the other call out by Beaver Dick, sounds like a screen name for a very troubled person, don't it? But no it was not a normal three day ride asshole, I took a ride in the rescue truck, but we all still went.
See ya'll on the radio at 23:00 Monday night.
TTYLY
Oh how impersonable we as a nation and society have become. With the passing of one of my not just UCSMC friends but a childhood friend, and while again the Knytes as he too was a member stood up and was there with not only honors of our forgotten member, but an arm around me saying all will be fine we'll all be together in Stovacore. Yet with that and all going on with the church shootings in South Carolina, did anyone, I mean ANYONE here in Evanston come by and say we kind of know what your going through maybe we can at least offer a prayer. Even my friendly Bishop and or a counselor could have at least dropped by. Which leads me to a few insights. A few weeks ago, there was the singing of the Star Spangled Banner in our ward, here in Wyoming. As much as I wanted to, I could not in good conscience stand up and sing that song. It's not that I'm unpatriotic or anything hell I spent 35 years of my life defending and fighting for it. Yet the fact remains, the same nation I stood and fought for is coming unglued at the very threads of the stars and stripes. Yet all I got was a chewing off, and have not yet, had one member of the church come by and say, your forgiven, how about coming back to church. This past Friday, even though I was in Burley doing some duty to Dennies family during the tragedy of their loss, not even a phone call from Brother Dean to say are you coming to clean the church? This reminds me of the same take out garbage that I got at my Mom's funeral, in 1983 at the Hazzard ward of the LDS Church. At the end of that funeral, the Knytes were there, some of the cast from the Dukes were there, many put their arm around me , two club members stayed overnight with me to make sure I was okay, Jimmy rode with me to Grace Idaho for the burriel. Yet, not one member of that congregation of the LDS church even said we're sorry for your loss, but they sure ate themselves pig full at the wake. Their kids enjoyed the toys I alone donated to 14 families with 12 kids a piece, a lady who tirelessly gave and served the church, yet not even one Relief Society member, not one Elder or Priesthood member came by and said can we help, in any way? Yet the Knytes were there. Granted I am greatful as can be at the charity that the Uinta Ward of the LDS Church gave me and the club in recovering the radio gear, paying of my rent for a few months so I could get my feet under me here, but there are times when just a visit, from the church, a prayer, and a shoulder to cry on, is worth more than any financial assistance.
Most of the years before , and I'm getting to something here, most of the years prior to relocating from Twin Falls to Utah then reluctantly here to Evanston, on Fathers Day, I at least got a phone call from my eldest son Eddy. Or a card, or even a visit, taking me to eat at Denny's there in Pocatello when I lived there. Yet today only my daughter called saying to a my best Dad. But nobody else. Today would have been a good day for a church member to drop by. But nope. So dear Bishop, if I don't come running back to the Ward, for a few more weeks , now you know why.
TTYLY
By now there are a bunch of people including our members wondering the thoughts from the terrific tragedy that is of the shootings in South Carolina. While the Knytes, nor the AyreWolvez condone the actions of this troubled youth, that the racism, and hate built in him to the point of committing such a thing, there are some of us that can see how this kind of thing can escalate to such a point, where one looses their grip on what's good, bad or justified and goes off the deep end. Like this guy that loves to heckle me on our www.livestream.com/hazzardayre comments section. I can see , while not outright killing Beaver Dick, I can see , messing this guy up, to the point he shuts the hell up. I myself did a great job I thought of suppressing the outright rage that I and the Knytes had over some idiots in Mountain Home Idaho a few years back. I've never seen that kind of hate thrown back at someone they said was racist and all , when they were doing the hating, and just egging something on. The club flat wanted to take a short trip to that medium sized community, and tear these people a new one. Even when one kept calling me out, the prick never showed , and decided to hide. I had the pipe, knife and gun ready and I was ready to use them. As such I did what I needed to do, remove myself from the situation, even if it meant getting called yellow. Same thing goes for many here in Evanston, keep pushing and someone's going to break. Not all have the self control and support I have. I chalk it up to Yankee stupid and leave it at that. Of course the fact that every Knyte and Wolf-Pack member sports a Confederate battle flag on their rides and on our bodies, means we align with our southern brethren. I thought it very interesting that Ben Jones aka on TV Cooter, was the feature guest of MSNBC. On the issue of South Carolina, keeping a battle flag on their community building as one Black American person as a symbol of hate. I remember a few years ago, a black American recited the poem , I am their flag at a SOCV rally. There are those informed and educated as to what that flag, we honor means, and there are others that want to play the race card. I for one think too, all too many want to play that race card when it suits them, they get a 15 or so minute of fame , cut a book and speaking contract with a major news source like FoX or MSNBC and after awhile they vanish. The youth who committed this crime was wrong no doubt. Killing innocent people is also wrong, but the public heckling one gets online can drive a person to do such things. I'd like to see some attention gave to stopping online heckling and bullying. Cut down the fuel you extinguish the fire. However over the last few days, our Confederate brethren have all came back out from under their shells yelling stop the Confederacy bashing, I too have said enough is enough on the air and will say here again, stop it. But its like this Beaver Dick, that screen name ought to tell you how miss aligned this guy is, wants to keep pushing. He lives for the hours he can watch our vid radio show then bitch afterwerds on the same site. I myself I can let it roll off my back, yet there might be a Knyte and especially a Knyte of our Honor Guard, that just might track down this Beaver Dick, and feed him his dick, right in his neck after they behead him. My advice? Don't push dude. I can remember once speaking of our lost Knyte and another founding club member. We were at the Flying J Cafe when there was one in Boise. There was one young punk, that kept heckling Dennie and myself, and a gal we all were friends with. While the heckler wasn't killed, after he mentioned he couldn't hear Bro, he did leave with a reason not too, one ear carved off his head by big knife. Bro hated hecklers and backed that up. Strange we never got heckled there again. The Knytes and AyreWolvez have never been racist, we welcome new able to be members and pledges from all ethnic groups except for Musslims we wont let them in for nothing we do draw the line, but we also draw the line on allowing people in based on character and loyalty factors, not just because of their skin color or race. Our Sub Charter in Blackfoot Idaho has as its President a Mexican American. He's one of my best friends. I have seen Videl go against his own race in defense of the club, its a loyalty thing , not a race thing. I have more on this, but I need to get ready for tonight's HazzardAyre show, but in closing yes I can sort of see this youths point, get heckled enough your going to break. You lash out, was it wrong? Sure, but lets get off the fact of our battle flag, and all of that lets look at how we stop online bullying and urging, then such things wont happen.
TTYLY
It was a run alright but not for fun. Over the last 3 days the Knytes along with our brother club the AyreWolvez treked over to the Hazzard part of Idaho to give memory and attend a funeral of one of our own of the AyreWolvez. With a fly over and all that took place I say Dennie has a better place to rest. Reganald K Denniel of Hazzard Idaho past away while serving in the peace missions of the Persian Gulf. He and his team were assaulted by Surface to Air weapons . At Least Dennie past away doing what he loved to do, fly. I can remember it was a mild sweet summers day in 1976 when Dennie and I cruising by CSI in Twin Falls spotted a light robin egg blue 65 Mustang with some real hotties in it. We gave pursuit, and ended up in that pursuit signing up for USMC . Of course I myself didn't immediately qualify, and so was taken in by the U.S. Navy as a ICS when it was learned my skill was not going to be used for 2 years, I opted to Aviation Mechanics. At least I got on a ship, fixing aircraft. Of course when I got to AFFEES and all in Boise, with some trepidation the Navy discarded me, but with some area scrambling by two recruiters, at the time the office of Senator Frank Church and the Senator himself, while the USN didn't want me, the USMC did. So there I was. So Dennie and I met in the Shilo Inn in Boise, had our grand dinner of $10.00 and partyed like there was no more time on earth. We both arrived at Pariss Island NC, stood on those yellow boot prints, had our hair shaved off and within a year, both of us were in San Diego CA. Only for 8 months Dennie was in CA, I was in Florida. Apparently the US-DOD had left off the mechanics side of the aviation side of my specialty training and just put on Aviation. Within 3 years I was in all parts of the South Pacific, Dennie on a carrier, me on ground duty except for the few times we had to do quals on a carrier. in March 1982 I got assigned duty with the 214, and by mid March duty stateside with the 214 in reserve active duty at Yuma Arizona. I put my nose to the study zone and by 1991 had climbed up the ladder to Major as did Dennie.
In closing I lost a very dear friend and am still healing and so we have decided to run another edition of HazzardAyre Retro. Of course the Fathers Day Bike/truck run to all parts Wyoming Utah and Idaho has been scrubbed until the weekend following the 4th of July.
That's all I have to say about that.
TTYLY
This morning I did two things I ain't done too often these last few weeks. First I got off the air on time, and on budget. We made some money on air last night. With that in mind I then sat , had coffee and watched FoX 13 news and while it was what news is, I'm very impressed by the hot blonde , FoX 13 has doing weather. Okay then, my insides though are all twisted up. Guess that chilli I had at 21:00 hours preve eve didn't help much. Its also residual of the uphevil that was that seatcover from Texas. She's okay and all, and she can believe what she wants to, but there was a job for her here at HazzardAyre. Thing is that both Kim and Kent ain't been to swell on me nor the Knytes since Kim killed the buy of KBAR. Considering that he saw us as a threat if we had've bought that dinky station. But what the hell even Bambi has enemies. However too, the ordeal, made me realize , just as I said last night on air, I like women just fine, they smell purtty and all, but I'll keep from getting too emotional and caring both from a personal and especially professional basis. It also reminded me, why I live and like to live by myself. While my four pawed cousins are social creatures, this Wolf ain't one of them. I like my privacy.
Okay then on the ride that was planned for this weekend that has been put off until the 11th or right after the 4th of July, the reason is one of our Wolf-Pack of our brother organizations the AyreWolvez was killed in a SAM fight in Afgone as we call it. So we will be doing both 4 and 2 wheel road trip to Tooele Utah to honor him at his funeral. Deets on Highway Hooker Toewing.com
We're looking at doing a flyover as well in his honor. News deets will be on Fox 13.
Can't wait to move home to or near Hazzard.
TTYLY
At least I alone and maybe I am alone in this, but I know what it means to not only live in , but live everyday as though I was in Hazzard County. Sadly there are too many and much of our nation that has no damn idea. The simplicty of living Hazzard County of the early years is gone. Sadly our United States is all but United, freedom and liberty , no matter how many elections , no matter how many high paying politicians we throw at it our nation is gone, or just about there. Sure there is Heavenly Father that I hope he will send his son to intervene soon, but our planet is killing itself. Which is why I withdraw into a sort of shell, every day and all night that takes me back to when I just flat floored a hot rod through Hazzard(Hagerman) Idaho, outwitting most of the time the local law that was bound and determined to lock me or one of the Knytes up for high speed demonstrations. But I really remember the quiet times too. There is simply not the words to convey the unwinding feelings of sitting at Hazzard lake with a Russian Olive tree branch with a string and a diaper pin bent just right fishing for trout and that sometimes small mouth bass or catfish. I remember just watching the squirrels and rock chucks and other critters, some that became some what pets. They'd come to me for a treat and chatter away. Sitting on a tree log in the shade , just thinking of a mad world that then was at least for me at the time galaxies away. Our only contact with that mad world was Miss Tizzdale and the mail, and Mountain Bell the phone company. Past that unless we hot footed to Twin Falls, there was peace.
In Hazzard itself anything and everything was possible, and few dared say anything against the Knytes, more over nobody felt a need to. We did our thing, and as for things like getting a gal or two to co-host a radio show or be a pinup, was as easy as a CB call away, or if need be a notice at GearHeads Cafe. Past that it was big inch Mopar, Chevy, or Ford engines that filled our lives.
Of course then there was the loyalty factor, which there was plenty of, yet today and believe me when I say Kim And Kent Lee are going to find out what it means to insult the Knytes, yes the bastards at Lee Family Broadcasting did it again. Told our potential new hire that we were full of it, and run. Thing is I can also remember the money of the Knytes building their cash stash as well. An old mentor of mine, by the name of Mike Parkhurst that created Overdrive Magazine said it best. Don't lie about me and I wont have to tell the truth about you. Hell I've known that little snot nosed fart knocker Kim and his idiotic nerdy brother Kent since we were dang near toddlers. I and I alone, helped initiate what became their Z103 when I took on an idea, album rock on KFMA 92.7 in Jerome Idaho, that his entire empire was built on. Maybe a few loyalty pills out to be taken inwerds. The real reason, that HazzardAyre Radio and all was created in the first place was simply that all too many LDS bound bigots, racists and carpetbaggers in local media in that are then said no to all things Hazzard County. So Hazzard County fired back and we won.
Any mile the gal from Texas blew off the concept, and if I sound like I'm upset, maybe a bit, but not at her, but at a few of who I once called friend has became a enemy. And Knytes fix enemies.
HazzardAyre returns at 23:00 Friday.
TTYLY
