A lesson in history or when in doubt invade Liechtenstein

I am back. I will be brief. I did not get a chance to post on Friday as I mentioned and as is obvious. That damn winter weather. We are back into a short trip to the "deep freeze". I love the sound a car makes when you turn it over on a cold morning (I mean real cold, like Winnipeg or Portage La Prairie cold, which at -22 Celsius this morning it is), the engine kind of sounds like it is groaning (or at least deciding whether or not to start). The car started no problem, but the Wife asked how it was outside (she would soon find out for herself). The only response, other than motherfucking cold, was crispy. I could hear and feel the ice crunch beneath my feet. That is the deep cold for you, crispy. Everything is crispy. It is on its way to what happens when you dip a rose in liquid nitrogen....the petals just shatter and crumble to the touch.

That was not what I thought was funny. Apparently, last week, the Swiss were running some war games (with their Swiss Army knives no doubt) and accidentally "invaded" Liechtenstein. So it seems that if you are in Switzerland and politically you have to blame another nation or principality then the proper thing to do is blame Liechtenstein. Live and learn. Besides, though Switezerland is officially neutral, they have set up fortifications in the mountains that cover all the mountain passes, so that if anybody invades, they will be cut down. You never wondered why the Germans never invaded Switzerland during Hitler's reign. That is why. To have done so, would have been to court a massacre of your own troops. The men would sacrifice their women and children to save the country. A little history for you.

Ciao!