{"id":9663,"date":"2026-05-29T01:34:15","date_gmt":"2026-05-29T01:34:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bigcountryexpat.com\/?p=9663"},"modified":"2026-05-29T05:09:41","modified_gmt":"2026-05-29T05:09:41","slug":"wow-we-got-busy-fast-and-guantanamo-bay-and-ses-adventures","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bigcountryexpat.com\/index.php\/2026\/05\/29\/wow-we-got-busy-fast-and-guantanamo-bay-and-ses-adventures\/","title":{"rendered":"Wow!!! We got BUSY Fast and Guantanamo Bay, and SES Adventures"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Greetings and Salutations!
Ahhhh another Saturday that was full of fun.
I mean it.
I had a great day!<\/strong>

Nice change from the normal ‘blah’ stuff. I even formulated and have set in motion a plan for a new gig. I’m going to be stuck doing a 200 hour class, but in the end, the license, when I pass it, will open a LOT of doors around here. I couldn’t have done it without your <\/strong>support either. The fundraiser that Tactical Hermit set up is allowing me to pay for the course, books and then the test itself, which under normal circumstances would be outside of my financial range.

However, because of HIS thoughtfulness, and y’alls unreal generosity, I’m able to start another adventure. So from the bottom of me cold, dead heart, Me and Doonie thank you profusely.

Of course if this doesn’t<\/strong> work out, I’m selling the Casa and getting the fuck out of Dodge, probably to Saipan, which in itself would open a VAST new set of adventures in The Land of Big Countryness so to speak…

I mean just in the history of the place….
The Corps really<\/em> put the effort in there.
And the Japanese did what the Japanese did, which was be absolutely hardcore and ruthless<\/em> in NOT giving up at all<\/strong>. They even ended up having a HUGE number of civilians kill themselves by huling themselves, with a LOT of their kids off a cliff… “Suicide Ridge” as it was called… there’s a Memorial there now…

“Following the defeat of the Japanese forces, thousands of civilians and retreating soldiers fled to the northernmost tip of the island near Marpi Point. Driven by propaganda and the fear of American capture, thousands of people jumped from the towering cliffs to their deaths or took their own lives with grenades.”

OK…
Sorry for the Big Time Break…
As the SEALs and UDT say
“The Only Easy Day Was Yesterday”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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It’s been a few days…
LOTS of appointments
VA
CPS
Court
Like a never-ending cavalcade of Bureaucratic Stoopidity.

The problem:
DD (DedDaughter as I’ll refer to her now) had ALL the public assistance one can imagine an unemployable millenial with a newborn baby could have. EBT, Medical Insurance, Cash Assistance… all the bennies that you and I financed. Now… here’s the problem.

The MAJORITY of the assistance was for Muldoon.

Like almost ALL of it.

The issue is now since she (DD) was reported as KIA, the state shut ALL of the bennies down, leaving the Doonie in a lurch. I -was- writing this up this past Sunday\/Monday when on Tuesday we had a visit from our caseworker. Seems that we were told that for some reason, ALL of the assistance was shut down instead of being transferred to G.

Dammit

And on the fon, when we were<\/strong> able to get through, (mind you when I said IF we were lucky to get through, USUALLY G would be on the fon for about 5-10 minutes each time, only for the message to come up “We are experiencing high call volume, please try again later” and the fon automatically disconnects!!!!)

…so WHEN and IF we got through, the response was “Reapply”.

So we did that, and again<\/strong> the application got bounced back, this time<\/strong> for me not including a copy of my phone bill…

Which they didn’t fucking ask for<\/em> to begin with<\/em>

Begin Mindless Ragebeast Mode.

Le Sigh… it would seem that we have FAR TOO MANY <\/em>DEI\/DIE Morons, leading us down to The Bureaucratic Heat-Death of the Universe apparently. SO we spent this week getting certified copies of the death certificate, because apparently a copy of a copy isn’t good enough. THEN going to the various agencies to prove<\/strong> that DD is, in fact, ackchually ded.

It got so frustrating at one point I suggested we bring the ‘Jug O’Powdered Daughter’ with us to show that yes, in fact she IS fucking ded and gone.

G said no, and mainly because she figured they’d then insist on proving<\/strong> said powder was ackchually human remains…

NGL: Prolly Legit knowing them…

Another aspect to the horror factor is every. single. place. we had to go was infested<\/em><\/strong> with the the worst of the worst. You think the Mos Eisley cantina was bad? Let me tell you, the MyACCESS Florida Offices? AKA the SNAP\/EBT offices? Now truly, there<\/strong><\/em> is an absolute<\/em><\/strong> wretched hive of scum and villainy.

I was worried about contact highs I swear.

The place positively reeked<\/strong> of tepid negros and skunk weed…

And FFS…

WTF is up with them ALL talking on the fon at full fucking volume? While wearing what might<\/em> be considered ‘pajamas’ under some circumstances… the ONLY comfort I had was the Tactical Baby Gear backpack\/diaper bag I got has a multiplicity of pockets to store ‘things’ of a self-defensive nature…

That and hey, we needed a diaper bag as DD’s was a nasty worn out dirty AF thing that I sure AF wasn’t carrying… When we FIRST got it, and I opened it, much to my absolute horror<\/em> there was a dirty diaper from who knows how long ago hidden inside… it reeked to say the least. Thanks to the Tactical Hermit we were able to get this one… plus it has a cool changing pad:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I got the one in Khaki.
Link HERE <\/a>for what it’s worth (I get nada for linking but hey, you might know someone who might want\/need)
GREAT construction too. Reinforced bottom, plenty of hidden pockets for defensive items… stuff like that. Carries 4 spare mags on top of the handgun itself

Jes’ Sayin’

That and for whatever reason, they thankfully did NOT have metal detectors at the doors… they had armed security but IMO they were a bit of a joke. One was a half asleep Hispanic Male who literally was a “Sleepy Rodriguez” stereotype, and the other I saw was a FAT Shaniqua who was more interested in her Candy Crush or whatever game on her phone…

“Top Men”<\/p>\n\n\n

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So thankfully, no chimpouts nor shaniqua-shenanigans.
Just a lot<\/strong> of bullshit.

So today, we’ve got another appointment, and I have to get down to the store to do the grocery shopping. I haven’t been able to follow a lot of the news-news lately, however I did see that it was announced that Pam Bondi is fighting an aggressive thyroid cancer… which makes her like the 4th or 5th member of Trump’s former inner circle to come down with an aggressive<\/em> Turbo Cancer.

Any bets if they took the Clot Shot?
I’m not taking that particular bet.

The other<\/em> point of interest is some shitbag from the Special Executive Service at the CIA got busted with a metric fuckton<\/strong><\/em> of gold, Rolexes, cash and a bunch of ‘other shit’ that he shouldn’t have had. Add on that he ‘faked it ’til he made it’ i.e. his rezoomie was complete and utter fiction<\/strong>?

Yep.
Let me tell you about MY interactions with the Special Executive Service or SES as it’s better known as. The SES, per the Goolag AI:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The Senior Executive Service (SES)<\/strong> is a distinct personnel system in the U.S. federal civil service that bridges the gap between top political appointees and the rest of the federal workforce. Members are primarily civilian, career, and non-career executives who manage programs and policy-making across approximately 75 federal agencies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Core Characteristics & Structure<\/p>\n\n\n\n