Message 2021.0432

"The axe in the barn needs sharpening."

"Bill drives a red pickup truck."

"The dog needs to go out."

"Patty can recite the alphabet."

More instructions later.

The Xiden Gang Going Door-To-Door

To see if you've been jabbed, and try to convince you to get one if you haven't. There will only be ONE response from yours truly while openly armed...

"GET THE FUCK OFF MY PROPERTY!!"

Old School Series - Part 5

Cable television did not come to the areas of Kommiecticut outside of the cities and larger towns until the mid-1980's. By today's standards, those CATV systems were primitive and limited. Prior to that we had what was available over the air and in those days it was standard broadcast, not HDTV. I grew up in the sleepy little dairy town of Ellington. It is located in the northeastern part of the low lying flat Kommiecticut River Valley, so we had no obstruction of TV signals. Our house had a large VHF/UHF directional antenna on the roof mounted to the chimney, and it had a rotor system. We got the local CBS, ABC, NBC, and PBS affiliates from Hartford, New Haven, and Springfield. At night we could pickup Channel 19 and Channel 10 out of Albany and Channel 6 out of Providence. In the summer when atmospheric skip would occur, we could occasionally pickup Channel 38 out of Boston which had programming not available in our normal market. This is what sat on top of our 25" wood cabinet Sylvania color console TV.

The antenna rotor control head from Radio Shack

When installed properly, the antenna was oriented to the compass points on the dial. I believe it came with a sheet of decals with all the channel numbers (2-13 VHF and 14-83 UHF). Once you knew where to point the antenna for a particular channel's best reception, you put the corresponding number sticker on the dial face so you could find it fast in the future. On this particular model, you would spin the dial to the desired location, and the motor pointer would follow one tick at a time. It was moved by a solenoid mechanism, so at each tick mark it made a loud "bzzzzt!" noise about once per second. It was really annoying if you were turning the antenna 180 degrees or more

There were 3 sets of cables that came down from the antenna and went into the house as well as one bare aluminum ground wire that went to a ground rod for lightning protection. One cable was for the VHF part of the antenna and reception, another was for the UHF part of the antenna and reception, and the last cable powered the bi-directional rotor motor. The controller dial did not go 360 degrees around so as not to wrap the cables around the antenna mounting pole, eventually breaking them.

If you did not have a directional antenna with a rotor system, you either had an antenna pointed in one direction, a weaker omni-directional antenna on the roof, or at worst a set of rabbit ears sitting on top of your TV. Rabbit ears were OK in a big city with multiple TV stations located nearby, but otherwise sucked.

The first job I ever had was working for a TV shop in East Hartford. We did sales, service, and installations. I was 18 years old and installing rotor antenna systems on peoples houses. We sold the Channel Master brand of antennas and rotor systems. The control box on those did not use a solenoid to move the dial, but a nice silent smooth motor. An install could take a few hours, especially the ones that were not just replacing an antenna or adding the rotor, but having to do the entire shebang. One hard lesson I learned was about putting the ladder on the van roof rack properly. I did not do that once, and had the ladder hanging too far off the back of the van. I put it through our warehouse window as I backed the van up in our parking lot. The boss made me fix the window.

Leave a comment if you remember such a device from your youth.

This Blog

Is a replacement from my former one (that will remain nameless) for which very few people know the connection. It will stay that way for SAFESECS. The old blog was up for just under 5 years and had a total of 83,000 views, of which 16,000+ were some kind of bot activity. This blog, which has been up since February, is currently at 52,550 views of which I figure only 3,000 or so are bots. Also, the comment activity is much higher. There are probably as many posted comments so far as there were in total on the old blog. I write this blog mostly for me, and do not make a penny off of it. The fact that it is freely shared with folks that want to read it amazes me, and I thank you all.

I refuse to refer to today as "The 4th of July," it is INDEPENDENCE DAY and America's birthday and should be celebrated as such. So have a happy one.

As The Saying Goes...

"If you shoot at The King, you'd  better not miss."

I am the King Of My Realm (meaning ALL of my property) and I am always armed. To the Fudds that think that is just crazy I say "FUCK OFF!" What happened yesterday morning in the normally quiet wealthy Hartford suburb of Glastonbury should be a wake up call to everyone. A woman heard a noise outside and went to check. She opened her front door and saw thugs attempting to break into her car. She yelled for them to stop, and the thug response was to fire a couple of shots at her. Luckily she was not hit because as we all know, not being proficient in firearms or shooting a gun gangsta style does not make for effective fire. In my younger days, getting yelled at by someone like that for doing something bad would make me want to just run away, not attack them. Like a rabid dog, these animals cannot be helped and must be "put down."

A link to the story on NBC CT can be found here.

Pull that shit at my house muthafuckas. Go ahead, I dare you. You will simply disappear off the face of the Earth and maybe just become a missing person never to be found. We can all laugh at your momma's tears on the evening news as she cries about her missing good boy(s). I have learned long ago that out here, the cops ain't comin'. Although I have carry insurance through CCWSAFE (their Ultimate Plan), I would rather not have to use it.