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Wife and I are heading north to Sacramento tomorrow (Saturday) to see some friends.  I will blog from the road if I can; if not, I will take a couple days off.  I've been fighting with almost everyone lately and I need to give my adrenal glands a rest.

I think my last couple of posts were influenced a recent segment of "Bones," the TV show.  The show depicted a movement of people who believe that telling the unvarnished truth, all the time, is the best policy, regardless of how abrasive, tactless and direct this may be, or who it offends.  So when a nice lady asks you if you like her new blouse, you can reply, "It is ghastly," if that's what you really believe.

This episode made me think:  what would we all say if we agreed to write what we really think on the subject of race in America?  Forget the social ostracism, the hate from the left and the deafening silence from the right that greets such expressions.  Just say it!  Note:  I am not advocating hateful expressions.  I am advocating truthful expressions.  Example:  White racism against blacks is mostly a factor of black social pathology (crime, broken homes, rotten attitudes).  That's what I really think, and my conclusions are based on a lifetime of observation.  The real question is:  how can black social pathology be significantly reduced so both races can live in greater peace and prosperity?  You can't solve a problem if you are forbidden to discuss it.  

I am going to say what I think on this and other subjects, regardless of who likes it or doesn't like it, regardless of who cares or doesn't care.  I am sure that I have the talent, the writing skill, the deep wisdom and the patience needed to piss off nearly everyone, black and white, right and left.

Of course, my goal is not to irritate, but to describe real problems and possible solutions, based on an honest assessment of the facts, with my opinions undiluted by fears of being labeled a racist.  Stay tuned!

I'm in Temecula, California, about 70 miles north of San Diego, near Riverside.  My son and his family are thinking of moving here from Northern California and are house hunting.  So this morning it is breakfast, church and real estate.

I see on the news that the new war in Libya is going full blast.  I figure it is only a matter of time before the allies have boots on the ground.  As long as they are there, I hope they (1) kill Gaddafi Duck and (2) steal as much free oil as possible.  (We paid $4.29 a gallon for regular yesterday.)

Of course, I am not serious about stealing Libya's oil.  At 2% of the world's resources, it isn't worth the trouble.  Now Saudi Arabia, that's another question.  Not only could we take their oil, we could make Mecca into a giant filling station, with a crescent moon and star as the new gasoline company's logo.  Now for a rousing rendition of "Ahab the Arab":

I am driving to Los Angeles this afternoon, in spite of the blustery weather.  I'd rather stay home but I am obligated to go.  I will take my laptop with me and blog from the hotel if it has WiFi.

Blogging may be light due to my trip.