No Transgender applicants please!!

The honest to real all full bodied genuine USDA He-male is in terrible danger of becoming extinct. If your a real guy, who loves to fill your eyes with serious female flesh in sensious threads your interests , in fact our way of lyfe is in danger of none existence . The Gay component of our era is killing any sense of the male who is into male to female interaction, football, bikes, trucks, beer and braun. Nope our population is now saying we have to accept gender altered men as women. Example, The Knytes placed an ad on Craigslist for some female honeys to enhance some trucks on our upcoming website to uprate HazzardAyre Radio. The only critter that applied was a heshe. Really? This is what its become ? Of course the trade mark of ours is the toew smooch 

 to put some spice into our section for Toew

 Trucks . There is no way in all eternity that I'm going to smooch some guys toes. Ain't going to happen. Now granted this is not the first time we got someone that's a bit sideways to apply, for a part, I remember years ago, we put the word out through some Mickey Mouse agency in Provo Utah, and got one of those sister wives from Lehi that showed up. The main difference? At least the sister wife had a working vagina, not a penus. 

 If you see this run don't walk, its a heshe . I'd much rather hire someone that looks like this 

 or this 

 or even this 

 but surly not this 

 no heshe's will ever be hired by SouthernSteele/HazzardAyre Media. 

Okay then; while not as bad today, that raging inferno that I had for Shelly is beginning to erode. I still care for her and all, but her internal anger aggravated by years of abuse and over protection , I call it domestic prison, erupts in absolutely innocent of circumstances. Example; yesterday, was at Walmart, here in Etown. Standing in a rather long line one older lady CSM at Walmart opens a lane, this gal in her early 50's says, she was jealous that we got a first person, spot in the next lane. The word jealous was enough to spark Shelly. By the time we reached the General, of course Shelly was steaming over this other gal, that I didn't know. Overnight the entire night was volatile over the episode. Really Shelly? Then today was at Smith's here and I mentioned that I had a date tonite. The meaning time to go work on my toew truck. Guess what friends? Yep bitch me out city. Really? Glad Amber wasn't at Suds when we stopped for lunch. Shelly would have tore Amber up. All day I have been in within milliseconds of the idea of just getting Shelly on the bus and be done with it. The only reason I don't is that Shelly has stuck with me for a year, paid the Knytes and me back for medical and loss of production billing hours for HazzardAyre Radio, the shop and some other things. Because of that, I'm sticking with Shelly to help her get her junk turned around and straightened out. For damn sure her brother Kenny and mother wont do it. Look they promised her they would send her, her full SSI check. The brother squandered that. The promises come, but no action, quite frankly because of my ignorance and big heart, her brother and mother have pawned Shelly off on me. Quite frankly, I'm not ready to get married to anyone for many years. But I did tell Shelly earlier last night, if she got into good physical shape, got her emotions in check, and got in to see a shrink, then there might be a better than good possibility that her and I can be a us. However if not then, I've got to cut her loose, my nerves and health just wont take it. 

Last here, both Dixie Nation and the UCSA facebook pages are picking up some momentum. People who ya'll wouldn't expect, are taking a look.  However we need to pick up steam. The times we are living in demand that our political organizations get busy. All too many people had a con game election last November 2016. Many voted for Trump, slightly fewer voted for Hilary Clinton. Yet there was an additional party not heard from yet had a solid platform. That Platform and political party is the United Confederate States Party. Without going into issues, we as an organization needs to start beefing up our presence to get at least in the running this time. Trump is selling us down the river on everything from the Ruskies, to healthcare. The time to start building image is now. We as a group need to get the right publicity, we need to get the right exposure, and we need party members in each state if not several in each state, to get on the UCSA bandwagon. If we don't no matter what you think we will be eating borscht . On the subject of the gig near North Korea, remember the start of Vietnam, started the same way. A few ambassadors , a little military, soon we were in a full blooming battle that took a decade and a half to fix. Donald Trump, knows that to save face and his Presidency , he needs to beef up public image, what better way than to create a war in the south Pacific? Obama did it in the mid east, Trump is doing the Korean shuffle. Same stuff just a different day. Remember HazzardAyre Radio goes back on the air come next Monday and over the terrestrial air in June. We are moving the current gear into a new place downtown. 

TTYLY

In the words of officer Bimbo, " This Bullstuff has to stop" The flat tire blues

So , I'm done watching the Hollywood Knights for the umpteenth time, and see from my bank, my money's in the pot. Unlike SheWolf, who had a bit of a time with that Amscot outfit in Florida, mine arrives right on the button. So with a need to feed and nicotine I venture out. One because if I get to the money a bit early the fast cash outfit can't get at it, and two, other one finger bandits can't get at it. So I got into the General JaXson, and found him a bit tougher than usual to steer. Discover a flat. Now its one thing to get a flat, its another when you know all was well earlier in the evening when I went to fetch milk and grub at 21:30 hours, its another to find it just about flat, as I found on my run to town. So went out to the shop, and found I couldn't get the shop door open, the damn thing was froze to the floor. So couldn't get all my tire tools our or the General into the shop, so in the blowing cold in BFW(Bum-Fracked-Wyoming). With my mini compressor pumping up a tire. Which means I got to go to Freeway Tires here In Etown and buy a new tire or get this one fixed. Its a new tire so should cost much but with my bread so spread so thin anything much hurts. 
Now I know purtty well that its somebody sending me a message, but who you going to call? The local fuzz? They ain't going to do anything if they do anything at all. Kick who ever it is's butt? Be nice if I knew who. So I'm out at the shop, called little Rick, nobody home, or no answer and at 03:00 most likely in bed. Same thing with Nate. Here's what it gets down to. And it might be because Twin Falls, Idaho is HQ of the Knytes, but all the time I lived there and I can say lived, not just existed there. Nobody messed with my rides, NOBODY. No slashed radiator hoses, like happened here on Gabriella, no slashed or drained air out of the tires, like on Gabriella and now General JaXson, and I never lost one damn tool or chains like I did off both LiL Wolf and LexiBelle here. With that it might be gleaned that a few here might want me to vamoose. Not a problem, planning on doing that anyway, but disabling my rides, is not the way to accomplish that. No rides, can't leave, if I can't leave there Etown, your stuck with me and the rest of the Knytes. Any mile ; Still waiting for word from our Texas Angel, on her 10% for Club fees. SheWolf will be sending hers today. So with that,
See Ya'll around Hazzard .
L8R Ya'll

The things you see on Facebook and ask yourself why?

There are things I see on Facebook and ask myself why? The major pain in the butt on Facebook is once you post some comment on something on Facebook, you keep getting the rest of the comments posted on the topic or pic or whatever. What that does is fill up my Gmail inbox, for hours , some times days. To the point I either have to leave the group, page or check quit reminding me about this. Once or twice is enough. Not hundreds. Then of course you get that one guy who is a stoner or worse there ON YOUR newsfeed that seems so poor off that you just ignore them. Why the hell can't the gurus of Facebook tailor YOUR newsfeed to only show items from YOUR real FB friends YOUR groups, and or YOUR pages. to hell with all these group suggestions and friend suggestions. How about just tending to things that your interested in, and Facebook only posting things that YOUR interested in. For as big a billion dollar company that Facebook is, one would think they'd have better algorythums of stuff to post. I don't care about ShoeDazzler, or women's shit, show me more ads, on bikes, trucks and my world. 
Saw that our Texas Angel was either ignoring me this evening or she just went to beddy bye. Oh well gave me a chance to get caught up on radio production. Now to Hazzard things you need to know.
The Hazzard County Knytes has always been ones that thought hey lets explore Hazzard County CSA, beyond the lives of that famous Duke family. As such, while it is a money maker and all, the Hazzard County Nationals which is held every year in various places that the Hazzard Knytes has charters, is the real thing of Hazzard County, and not just acres of General Lee's. Here's one of those questions you might ask yourself . With the infamous car being named the General Lee, why was it they never truly honored the old Confederate General? No General Lee days. However one episode, was that there was a sword that was once was General Jackson's. The Duke Boys to get out of trouble was asked to transport it. So they was made deputies and so the story went. That was the first episode you met Jeb Stuart Duke. Daisy dressed in a very hot grey suit, and the celebrated General Jackson Days. Why not General Lee Days? Of course the writers of the series were from New York, and Boston respectively, what the hell did they know of real Southern history? That's the difference between TV and The Hazzard County Knytes. We are the real Hazzard, Hazzard County. 
As such come the last week right before Sturgis , there is the HazzardCounty Nationals, aka DukesFest West. Let ya'll know the dates, in a later entry here.
As such body is tyred I'm headed for bed.
See ya'll on the radio in the morning.
Later Ya'll

Racism is as Racism does, and there's always something about feet

I picked up on a post of the other CSA fb group page, about if one kid in South Carolina can cause this much junk requiring the removal of our flags, and tearing apart of our southern heritage, that we just line him up and pull the trigger, likewise of the Muslims and so on. In part I agree, if one comes to this nation green card or not and violates our nation, then either terminate that person, or at very least give em the boot. That said this nation,is, like it or not a melting pot of all creeds and ethnic groups. What if back in the 1820's or thereabouts if every Scotsman, Irishman, etc were tarnished and feathered just because they were of a paticular ethnic group? There would not be the Southern nation that we love. Since 80% of Southeners are Irish/Scottish roots. Our nation is a great place to reside. Yes there are many who are up in arms over violent crime and corruption in Government. Thing is if we a the Dixie Nation, are to finally win after nearly 200 years the things we once were accused of one, being racist, need to disprove that idea and belief. Or we are not telling the whole truth. As far as the Don being sworn in, hey I didn't vote for the crook. Sure Obama was not the President we thought he would be, and I can just see the noise that'll be made by all those TV ads for addition treatment and all, when the great Donald, rolls back Obamacare, but must we condemn people here that are of a different color or creed, just because they are ? Consider this, every time I hear or read someone bashing the Mexican's that come here to work and taking away jobs, I'd bitch too, if just one white kid, went out to a field and moved sprinkler pipe, hoed beets, picked rock, milked cows, shoveled manure and cleaned out a dairy barn, or picked produce. Thing is you can't get these so called privladged white kids to do that work. Especially for the wages migrant workers do it for, so why bitch, be glad when you eat that salad or pour that glass of milk that some migrant worker and a farmer made that possible.

 This occurs everytime I bring up the concepts of feet, toes and hosiery. Right away from most especially women. First its the why, explained in other sections of this publication. Two; from the guys and some gals, is when I had to smooch those feet and all, is did they stink? Answer is no. For some odd unknown reason, Women's feet and toes especially in nylon hose, 

 do not smell bad. I have always wondered why, somebody told me once that the makers of such, put in a fragrance in the color dyes. The fact is this organization is based in part on the TV show Dukes-of-Hazzard. Which good or bad, had Daisy 

 who had at the time , the hottest legs on a woman known to man. Today Daisy's new comer April Scott 

 In any case, in the Day of the original Daisy Duke, by TV network, censors had to wear nylons. As such The Knytes in most of what we do along the lines of visual aids followed suit. Right down to my company slogan, that was much better than you put it in, we'll pull it out, we did it up as we love toews, which resulted in 

 which has for better or worse, has became a trade mark. However it has nothing to do, with me having a foot fetish. Yet this subject is one of those taboo things, that your not supposed to talk about. Women have 80% of most of their nerve endings in their feet. As such messing around with their feet especially their toes gets em all kinds of frisky. So they don't want to talk about it. When you do, expect the 20 questions . 

Now back to my football game, maybe there is a corelation foot and ball. You decide.

TTYLY

 

Why do I work so hard for the Knytes?

This evening right before I went into the local Charter meeting of the Knytes here in western Wyoming some ignorant guy smugged and asked why I work so hard and sacrifice so much for a bunch of road bumbs as he called us, (damn near got his ass turned into manure) ? The answer is very simple. Even long , long, before I 1983 when my Mom died, there was the club, but we we as a open public fan club, was not as brotherly as we became from 83 onward. When my Mom died in March of 1983, there was not one dang member of our local Ward of the LDS church there in Hazzard, Idaho, that even came up, put their arm around me and did some brotherly love and compassionate caring. Nope, even after two years prior giving up a warehouse of my own toys some that today would be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars as collectables. I even had an original batmobile miniature with diamond headlights that got gave away. The list goes on, but nobody from the Priesthood, Relief Society , NOBODY from that Ward in Hazzard, even came up and asked if they could help with even the most small of domestic skills, like sewing etc, to date I still can't make a pancake or French toast. I can make exotic southern dishes that I've learned how since but still no pancake. Can't heim a pair of pants. But it was the Knytes that came up to the big house that got me out of a very bad mental state , to where I could function. Bro taught me how to cook, Rick taught me how to handle money, Skipper taught me business skills, Jimmy taught me how to sew. Jimmy also although barely taught me how to play guitar , Jimmy went with me all the way to Grace Idaho, for the burial , it was the Knytes. Few weeks ago, had an invite from our Bishop to become an indexer for our Ward here in Wyoming. I was really excited, Bishop said he'd get the people to train me over so I could get started. Since then no phone call, no visit. It might be noted I was once escalated in the ladder of progression in the Church , in Hazzard, but seems when the Bishopric changed 3 times the record of that escalation was lost. Really? Real answer; I busted two Bishop' sons for excessive speed and one for narcotics and thus the escalation in the church was mysteriously lost. 
I'm getting off topic. I work hard to not only to keep alive this organization that has become 250,000 strong today that started with the Divine-9 as we call ourselves that met in a tiny malt shop in Hazzard in 1982. I am dedicated to each and every patched member, and serve daily even hourly for not only the members , but their families, wives, daughters grandparents, etc. The Knytes are not just a biker club, we are a mongrel mix of a bikers club, big rig truckers organization , aviation club, and of course an organization dedicated to bringing all states of this nation to and part of the Confederate States including the Mountain West. So why do I work so hard for this club? Its simple, when I go to bed at night, and put my head on my pillow, I know that while my Heavenly Father protects me from heaven, there are Knytes near by with swords and knives watching over me as well. I know when I close my eyes that the love of 50 local club members as well as the rest of the Knytes love me and would not give it a second thought to lay his or her life down or spill blood for me. Nor I them. That's why I work so hard for the Knytes. 
More later
TTYLY

All safe and sorta warm

Three trucks, a bunch of cussin and fussin but the rig finally gave and it was us that did the save. Not bad for a nights work. All caused by a freight hauler who just had to avoid a deer. So all safe now and warm.
So turned on this TV show on TNT called Castle. Not bad, the show before it called Good Behavior I started to get into but the script writers must be on vacation as the series after the first few episodes lost some punch. Just like on FoX with Lucifer , which calls up biblical quotes to verify the story line lost its glue to hold it together. Can't see either one lasting past next season, but then network executives save junk and toss out the good. Something I'm noticing though, LAFF TV is gaining ground. Perhaps its because outside of their limited advertiser base, the actual shows are good old 1 hour comedy dramas as well as some damn good movies. This is the kinds of programs, the James Best (Sheriff Roscoe) and such were trying to get on TV. Seems as TV may be saved sort of, the noise from the trades has it where Viacom and CBS are trying to divorce themselves from each other. Which means Viacom programs, such as the Dukes could really be bought and transplanted elsewhere to a different channel or parent network. 
Also saw a thing in one of the trades where there and it might have been a opinionated piece, but where there is a movement afoot to get rid of the FCC and turn what limited powers the FCC has over to the Commerce Department or Federal Trade Commission. Why not let the industry police itself? The NAB could be a governing body . But that might be to radical of thinking since the NAB only cares about big radio properties and licensee's as well as just terrestrial over the air stations. I think though there will be a shake up there.
So you elected good old Donald Trump, , How do you like him now? He isn't even sworn in and already causing waves and it good. Just the selection of treason plagued or Russian influenced Sec-of State , who has financial ties to the Kremlin should raise some eye brows. More over the shake up of both China and Korea . If those two nations get pissed they might call in a few of those big loans that has kept the United States afloat for many years. Then what? Do you think mega retailers, like Walmart and Target amongst others are going to rush back to the none United States to set up manufacturing factories? Horny toads, their going to go to India or some other location to get goods made where labor and regulatory things are less. And this even before the Don gets real power. But hey ya'll voted for him, you get what ya'll voted for. 
Okay then on the Knytes front. Knyte-Wolf is not just a title of a piece of the blog here, I'll hold off on what that is for another page, as for HazzardAyre and all it's parts, the Knytes and I have agreed that until we get at least 3 new computers to handle the load plus old Bessie here that its best to let our radio project be put on hiatus for a time. Plus before HazzardAyre is fired back up, I want to transplant the operation to where there's a larger pipeline with more muscle to carry the traffic we run. While AllWest is a great company and all their reluctance as well as any other telecom to run fiber even to the Wolf's Lair here, means need to find more affluent and target rich hunting grounds. 
TTYLY

Then of course there's the Knytes of Dixie

Then there are the Knytes, companion organization of the Iron Knytes. I get these small inquires of people wanting to join the fan page and all, which isn't bad, but I don't think they understand that while you might get your rocks off reading our Facebook page, real membership is a very long in serious pursuit. There are except 5 , sworn, patched , voting women that are real members, complete with blood ceremony and initiation. All new members are what we call Prospects . Prospects pay a scheduled set of dues for two years, of $375.00 a month. No exceptions even wives of members are required to pay dues. New members have to attend at least the majority of meetings, and have a serious attitude about and to the Club. You just don't get on Facebook and say I want to be a member. 
TTYLY