Oklahoma Indians are advertising their casino off the Interstate (Remember when they sat on the side of the road and sold you their trinkets? Those days are long gone). “Luck has no limits, a winner every seven seconds.” Is how the sign reads. So if this is true (which I sincerely doubt) why do we have all these expressions in our social vocabulary?
Here you go! This is for all of you like George Barenbrock who always had their science project turned in on time. Back in the day, when we were kids, we used to take Mercury and smear it all over a penny, to make it look like a dime.
Then we would go to the store and attempt to purchase a candy bar with it. Try doing that today, I bought a candy bar over the weekend, and it was $1.39 plus tax. My money doesn’t even slow down when it gets to me.
“So here is the question of the day for all you do nothing political bozo’s: “When the last star burns out, and there is nothing left but heaven, where are all you sorry lying Bastards going to hide?”
Usually I stay away from politic’s because of the fact, that in its simplest form, it is ugly, nasty, and downright dishonest. That is how I see it. This latest offering in the political arena in this country should be a shining example of just that. We always re-elect the petty little thieves and appoint the great ones to the highest office. As much as we all hope and believe that “things will change and they will get better” the realistic approach to all of this is …. It won’t. New blood or not, it will be the same old circus.
We are not all drinking from the same cup and Democracy as we know is dysfunctional, has been for a long time.
The sad part of this is if we only got 10% of what these idiots promise us, the majority of the population of this country would be just fine. But it aint gonna happen. We would not have to worry about going to heaven in our old age, we would have it right here on earth.
We need to get rid of the Electoral College in this country now.
We also need to have a ballot box that could be checked that reads: “None Of The Above.” I often feel like we would be in better hands if we had NO leadership at all. When I was a kid my daddy told me, “anyone can be president.” and now, some fifty-five years later, I believe him.
There isn’t anyone in America who can cast an intelligent vote any more, I am throughly convinced of that. I am sick of the entire system, we keep re-electing these Ya-Who’s who tell us ”they cannot see a light at the end of the tunnel,” so they just appropriate more money to buy more tunnel. If these people were put in charge of the Mojave Desert, in six months, we would be out of sand.
Let’s face it folks, “politic’s is just too damn serious to be left up to politicians.”
Instead of giving them a key to Washington, we should possibly be sending someone up there to change all the locks. I am sick of people massaging the vote from the poor people, while at the same time, they are sitting down to dine with the rich and promising them that they will protect each from the other.
We need to get rid of the Electoral college like I said. Come up with some kind of decent form of voting, other countries in the world do not suffer thru what we endure every four years. Set a period of campaigning before the elections, say 60-90 days and then that is it. This crap of running for the office for a year or more should get tossed out the window.
Have all the Governors from each state come in once a year for thirty days and let them do the business that needs to be done. The salary of a U.S.Congressman, versus the salary of governors vary from state to state but in the long run the savings would be immense. In the end, we would still be money ahead, by getting rid of all congressional representatives and their lobbyist buddies. They are as I see it a rag tag dysfunctional bunch of money grabbing thugs.
Under this proposal. Lobbyists will have to work three times harder to gain access to “voting representatives.” Money savings would be substantial. Less government, something we have all heard of all our our lives but sadly will never see.
Stop all this public outcry for a constitutional amendment. There will be no constitutional amendments, it takes a 2/3 majority, give it up, they will never vote themselves out of a good deal …. would you?
All these emailing idealistic and hopeless dreamers, screaming for amendments and pass this on, pass this on, should be located ran down and shot.
It Must Be Great To Be King
For everything else there is MasterCard.
President Barack Obama’s base salary is $400,000 a year. He also has access to a $150,000 expense account as well as a $100,000 tax free travel account and $20,000 entertainment budget. You on the other hand, have cable TV and get the bill. It must be nice being King. So here is the question of the day for all you do nothing political bozo’s: “When the last star burns out, and there is nothing left but heaven, where are all you sorry lying Bastards going to hide?” I said that and I approved of every word.
See you in four years, that is, if the country is even still here.
Cartoon lifted from Mostly Bright Ideas
The weekends are great this time of the year, we usually load up in our old hoopie and go garage saling (sp). That is what my bride calls it, from the male perspective it is called junking. So I am sitting in the kitchen at the kitchen table, reading the paper, and there it is, it had to happen sooner or later.
MARKED DOWN & DUSTED OFF: Fort Walton Beach, Fla. – Grandma Marge’s ashes weren’t for sale, but a bargain hunter in Florida walked away with them anyway. It seems that a touch of Grandma Marge was put in a potted violet, her favorite plant, after her death. The plant was accidentally sold at a weekend yard sale in the Panhandle town of Fort Walton Beach.
The deceased elderly in this country get No Respect.
Today will most likely be a washout for me also. I never find anything remotely interesting at garage sales, don’t look for me on Oprah (Man finds painting at garage sale worth seven million dollahs! Uh huh, I am sure).
PRETTY IN PINK: Mr. Obama turned the White House pink this week in honor of breast cancer awareness . I wonder if Biden even noticed the change? I am not prone to dwell on political matters, but I do support something like this. It is a big killer of women and people need to pay attention.
SELF INFLICTED STUPIDITY: Now here is a prime example of person who is not the sharpest knife in the drawer. A Texas man this week slit his own throat in court after being sentenced. The Dallas man used a thin blade from a safety razor to slit his throat in an apparent suicide attempt Tuesday in the courtroom where a judge had just sentenced him to 40 years in prison. I have often thought of the very same thing, after a bad all meat burritos from “you know who?”
NOW THIS TAKES BALLS … WHERE ELSE …. IN SAN FRANCISCO: Lana Lawless, a former police officer in San Francisco California who underwent a sex change operation five years ago, is challenging the LPGA’s ban on transgender players. She (or he as the case may be) filed a federal lawsuit this week in San Francisco federal court claiming the LPGA’s “female at birth” requirement for competitors violates a California civil rights law.
Lawless is seeking to prevent the LPGA from holding tournaments in the state until the organization changes its policy to admit transgender players. She is also seeking unspecified damages.
Gives a whole new meaning to the expression … “A hole in one … Doesn’t it?” (don’t send me any letters, the box is full!)
SPORTS POLL (YAWN?) Dallas Cowboys are America’s favorite team for fourth straight year. The Cowboys emerged as the favorite team of NFL fans in a Harris Poll released this week.
It is the fourth straight year the Cowboys have been ranked at the top of the poll. Rumor has it they have hired a new backfield coach from the far east his name is Win Sum Soon (Well, whadya expect for free?).
EARTHQUAKE RELIEF: Donations are now being accepted for Earthquake Relief for Oklahoma. Please send anything that you can in order to help us get thru this crisis. Desperately needed: Boomer Sooner Ball caps, Oklahoma Thunder T-shirts, How to Noodle the Red River Video’s, Frog-Legs, and fresh cut Okra.
GLAZED OVER: Bartlesville, Oklahoma, a place I can assure you, that six billion people have never visited. Police there say a Oklahoma woman tripled her trouble when she stole a doughnut from someone’s truck, urinated in a parking lot and offered to perform a sex act on an officer for money.
The Bartlesville Examiner-Enterprise reports that the truck owner complained to police that the woman stole the doughnut at about 2 a.m. Wednesday. A convenience store clerk asked police to charge the woman because he said she relieved herself outside the store.
The lucky officer dispatched to this fun call says that when he told the woman she was under arrest, she offered to perform a sex act for money. At last report, the 27-year-old Tulsa woman was being held Thursday in Washington County Jail on charges of vehicle burglary, trespassing, indecent exposure and soliciting prostitution.
Jail records do not show if she has a lawyer, but I am fairly sure, she is going to need one. Who knows? In todays social norm … She might be able to settle out of court on an oral agreement.
POT HOLE POSSE: The news is also reporting that the current administration in Washington is poised to spend some $50 billion on our countries’ crumbling infrastructure. Which will most likely not make a dent in what amounts to about $33 Trillion needed to bring it all up to snuff.
Now if you will excuse me, I have to go. I want to send the I.R.S. an Email and ask them to cancel my subscription. Have a great weekend!
THIS IS THE EMAIL OF THE WEEK, I RECEIVED IT FROM ALABAMA OF ALL PLACES.
A new state law passed today in Oklahoma, 37 to 9, had a few liberals in the mix, an amendment to place the Ten Commandments on the front entrance to the state capitol. The feds in D.C., along with the ACLU, said it would be a mistake. Hey this is a conservative state, based on Christian values…!
Guess what …….. We did it anyway.
We recently passed a law in the state to incarcerate all illegal immigrants, and ship them back to where they came from, unless they want to get a green card and become an American citizen. They all scattered. Hope we didn’t send any of them to your state. This was against the advice of the Federal Government, and the ACLU, they said it would be a mistake.
Guess what …….. We did it anyway.
Yesterday we passed a law to include DNA samples from any and all illegals to the Oklahoma database, for criminal investigative purposes. Pelosi said it was unconstitutional.
Guess what ….. We did it anyway.
Several weeks ago, we passed a law, declaring Oklahoma as a Sovereign state, not under the Federal Government directives. That, for your information, makes Oklahoma and Texas the only states to do so. Guess what …… More states are likely to follow. Louisiana, Alabama, Georgia, both Carolina’s, Tennessee, Kentucky, Missouri, Arkansas, West Virginia, just to name a few.
Should Mississippi act, so will Florida. Save your confederate money, grab yo’ Dixie Cups, it appears the South is about to rise up once again.
The federal Government has made bold steps to take away our guns. Oklahoma, a week ago, passed a law confirming people in this state have the right to bear arms and transport them in their vehicles. I’m sure that was a set back for the Kennedys and Ms Pelosi.
Guess what ……. We did it anyway.
By the way, I imagine Mr. Obama does not like any of this.
Guess what …. who cares … were doing it anyway.
“The cartoon courtesy of Center for American Progress” (online)
Which is a good thing, especially for me, because I love BLT’s (bacon, lettuce, and tomato) sandwiches. I would absolutely hate to see anything conflict with that part of my life. No more trips to the Cracker Barrel for me, and that would create a hole in my world you could drive a bus through.
So today, this morning, let us develop a healthy curiosity in the world of pigs, swine creatures of media fame here of late.
Drive through the Oklahoma Panhandle and you will see it dotted with shiny tin roofs, new hog barns, there is a huge profit in the raising and caring for of hogs. But there are also drawbacks. Hogs are nasty, they produce about 8 times the waste of a human each day, they take an ocean of water to clean them up and all hog farms have huge water retention ponds to collect their waste. Potential breeding grounds for all the little ugly things that attack us and make us sick.
Eventually all this nasty bio-waste makes it thru the food chain to you.
Here’s the connection: if a commercial flight is a prime breeding ground for airborne infectious disease, consider the digs of modern hogs. Concentrated Animal Feeding Operations (CAFOs), also known as factory farms, bring together tens of thousands of animals in quarters that make a sold-out 747 look spacious. Keeping a cap on disease in such conditions has risen to a sort of macabre art form involving the use of antibiotics (including the “non-therapeutic” use, which means that they feed the animals antibiotics as a preventative measure) to ward off the infectious diseases you might expect to thrive in such a place.
This practice has been linked to the spread of drug-resistant MRSA bacteria, but is not likely the cause of the influenza outbreak. Manure lagoons, the gigantic receptors for the millions of gallons of excrement expelled by the thousands of animals, may be the more likely culprit.
All of this beside being an obvious health nightmare presents a public relations nightmare for the hog farmer. I suppose hog farmers and pork producers would prefer we call it something else, other than swine flu. Perhaps it would be better to use the scientific name, A(H1N1) 2009 but that just seems so benign, no ring in that, where is the snap, where is the crackle and pop?
We seem to gravitate towards the outrageous, the completely insane in this country when it comes to descriptive metaphors. Calling this Swine Flu just doesn’t seem appropriate.
Look at the auto companies and the banks for instance. We use terms such as financial meltdown, bailout, huge losses, bankruptcy and other insidious terms that reek of socialism, “nationalism” comes readily to mind here. All of them basically negative in nature.
So we change it up, we refresh the negative and we call it something else. We say “unexpected profit inversion” or “asset augmentation” or “new and unique profit-partner partnerships between the private sector and the government.”
Like our now long gone moose gooser from Alaska would say … “We continue to put lipstick on the pig” and call it everything other than what it really might be. There is an old expression that goes something like this: “You can try and teach a pig to sing, but it will not work, and all you do is irritate the pig.” Call it what it is, and stop renaming all of this stuff.
We are good at this, we have after all, have been transferring blame and changing the language for years. Adultery … An affair. Abortion … Lifestyle choice. Genocide … Ethnic Cleansing. We do it all the time; a housewife is no longer a housewife, she is a domestic engineer. Used Car Salesman … Finance Specialist and the list goes on and on infinitum. A four door hoopie from Ford or General Motors is now a “sports sedan” … Television evolved to wireless cable …. which is pretty stupid really and then there is … Mercy Killing.
That one I do not understand at all. But I am usually a little slow on the uptake anyway.
Sadly one rule of life is …. “What you practice the most, is what you will become.” As long as we continue “to shade the truth” and not face it, we will have problems in this country.
The worst of it all, was not here nor was it in Israel, where they steadfast refused to call it swine flu for religious reasons, but in Afghanistan where they moved the only pig in the Kabul Zoo into a locked room out of fear of swine flu. Now that was some progressive thinking there, that saved a lot of lives no doubt.
Have to go now, I am off to check out this latest email rumor I received yesterday. It concerns a woman who left her two-year old son at a day care center yesterday morning in Seattle, and when she returned to pick him up in the afternoon he was completely grown!
Day care officials are crediting the Obama hot lunch program.
Me? I am not buying it.
Some days are going to be good days and then some days are painful and not all that good. Like it is when you have that small pimple on the bottom of your nostril, and you know you have to squeeze it, and at the same time, you absolutely KNOW that it is going to hurt really bad.
Yesterday was one of those kind of days.
I am in line at the bank, there are eight windows, and ONE TELLER so the conversation is strained at best, you can cut the tension in the air with a knife. So rather than being somewhere pleasant and nice, I find that I am over at the bank and this lady in the line is all hopped up about what she calls “Obama Money.” It is some kind of stipend that is currently being distributed to retiree’s and people on Social Security, the amount I believe is $250.
She wants to know if I have mine yet?
Not overly concerned about $250 in mad money from the government, I ponder this one very disturbing thought …”How does this complete stranger know that I am retired?” …. It is a sad state of affairs when people recognize you as a retired person without really knowing you, I must have that “rode hard and put up wet” look about me again.
When you notice that no one bothers to ask you if you are a “senior citizen” for the 10% discount, then I would say you have officially arrived.
Here is a little ditty about two retiree’s.
Recently in New York retired rogue cops Stephen Caracappa and Louis Eppolito, who were convicted in 2006 of assisting the Mafia for many years were sentenced to life in prison. However, because the men retired from the force before they had been charged with crimes, they are entitled by law to their lifetime pensions of $5,313 a month and $3,896 a month respectively.
No word if they are to receive Obama money.
You ever stop to think about this $100 million President Obama has ordered cut from his $3.5 trillion budget. This represents a reduction of 0.0029 percent not exactly worth crowing about or writing home to Mama. If a family with an income of $100,000 cut a comparable amount from its budget, it would spend just $3 less over the course of a year.
Might be why the average Joe is rigidly locked down and staying in place these days. With the decline of housing prices and the economic uncertainty the populace is not moving. Some 35.2 million Americans changed residences this year, the lowest number since 1962, when the nation had 120 million fewer people.
Have finished what I consider a good read, “Brothers” which is a compilation of 26 stories of love and rivalry. The complete issue was originally published in the March issue of Playboy. One story that was extremely interesting was the segment of what it was like to be the Uni-Bomber’s little brother. Weather has turned off rather nice, stopped raining, you can slink out onto the porch sit in the chair and read a page or two before the dogs wake up to greet the meter readers in the backyards.
Life in the suburbs.
I read where a 17 year old Eagle Scout is doing fine after being stranded for almost three days on New Hampshire’s Mount Washington. Having sprained his ankle during a routine day hike, he spent numerous days on the mountain. He decided to take a short cut down the 6,288 ft peak which proved not to be the right move. Snowpack and running rivers blocked his path, and also his retreat from the normal route of trails.
He said that he slept beneath pine trees and in large crevasses and started fires with hand sanitizer gel. He was finally spotted by rescuers after he decided to head up the mountain, towards a weather observatory. “I would never do it again during snow conditions” he was quoted as saying.
Now on the other hand, I got lost when I was twelve years old, in a national forest for about 26 hours. Not all that scary, but it was an “eye opener” for sure.
Not having a clue as to where I was or where I was going, I eventually sat down beside a fallen giant and started a campfire with my zippo lighter and was sitting there smoking a Marlboro when a national forest search agent walked up to me and said, “You must be Don Smith, and this must be Fritz (our family weenie dog).” And I replied, “Yes, I am.”
He then instructed me to put out the fire, led me back to my parents who were overjoyed to have their wayward child back. My dad asked the guy, “How did you find him?” and the ranger said, “I saw his campfire smoke and walked up on him, he was sitting there smoking a cigarette and staying warm.”
At that point my mother promptly grabbed me and hugged me for all it was worth, later on my dad, whipped my butt for smoking again.
Proof again, that all stories do NOT have a nice ending. To this day I remember it as not being lost, but rather, just powerfully confused.
Some days are diamonds and some days are stone (from the song with the same title and/or lyrics). Now I return to my Clark Kent atmosphere, my duty in life that compels me to walk this uncertain, often turbulent path, to faithfully do what meets the needs of the day or pays the bill, and not what it is that I truly want to do.
What is your Clark Kent job this Wednesday, are you lost or just powerfully confused.
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