BLM closes shop in Clark county Nevada.

For now.

 BLM backing down, says the Sheriff from creating an unsightly war-like scene, rallying opposition from all corners out in the open, and that is the part that cheers my heart -- citizens spending their own money using their own resources to converge and take visible action. But, surely there will be a way to squeeze out the rancher later quietly without creating such a fuss so damaging to public relations.

The county is shown unwilling to challenge Federal grab, Nevada is shown unwilling to back its citizens in the face of Federal land grab and manipulations. The thing is, the land-owning family is more steady than Local and State and Federal governments throughout. From territory to state, through federal government changing its own rules, snapping the rugs, this way and that, all around the landowner family, surrounding the family with its unsteadiness through time and through generations, switching arrangements as they go and laws and Department composition allowing for corruption in full bloom today, while the family stays steady doing what ranchers do. And even as government Departments grab the rancher's land and herd up his cattle they are elsewhere measuring his stock farts and dreaming up ways to tax him further, resulting in ranching altogether more difficult were it not for steady families.

Well played, Cliven Bundy, well played.

Hey! I just now thought of something. Wanna see something? This is a package aged bone-in rib-eye steak sitting in the refrigerator, mustn't freeze a thing like this...

...so no slouch of a steak and you can expect it to be expensive, up to pay a hundred bucks in a restaurant, but not this expensive raw. It's only a LB, not a side.  But I heard the guy say "aged beef" and that made me not care because it saves me a trip to Oliver's. I bought it anyway. But this kind of brutal government dictatorial and frankly unsteady activity, bearing down on ranchers militaristically like this, roping off "free speech zones" is effrontry to even faint-blooded Americans and measuring cow farts and deciding for global warming concerns or for vegetarian concerns or for whatever concern our most fiercely compulsive activists drawn to government dream up for us are the reasons why this beef is this expensive.

That and the dollar jacked with simultaneously.

I started off differently. Earlier I was loading 6 gallons of milk into a trolly when a bald man rolled up. This was two days ago. It seemed I am in his way and I do have gallons spread out on the floor in front of the cooler. "Would you like a gallon of milk?" I offered cheerfully.

"Are you really going to drink all that? 

Teutonic accent. Mess with him. "Yes." His eyes visibly widened. "I drink a gallon a day." He honestly had nothing to say to that obsenity. The corners of his mouth went downward. "But I'm trying to cut back to half a gallon." His face tightened. "In chocolate form."

"Oh."

His face relaxed and he rolled off. I lied. Didn't mention freezing it, but faking was fun.