I’ve been spending time using the medical field and all their fun toys lately. There are a lot of scary looking machines. There is lots of poking and prodding in embarrassing places by people who you don’t know who are of a gender that you’d rather not have poke and prod there. Not that the other gender makes it any better these days, but that’s a bigoted statement now, so I didn’t say it. They can put a man or woman in a space station but still haven’t found the back for those silly gowns they make you wear.
It seems it’s the doctor’s job to shake your hand and say everything is fine as long as you have money. If you don’t have money you are on death’s door, but you’ll need a different specialist at a different hospital it seems. There are those who would argue that is wrong. That somewhere there’s a constitutional right to medical care. There isn’t, but there should be. Being a person who is healthy should not be the privilege of the wealthy only.
Having said that, what makes us think the government can provide that? Think in terms of the bank bailout. Think about Social Security. Think about Obama signing off on whether you have the right to have your tonsils removed or not. Why not? He’s now in the business of giving stock advice…Praise Obama…
But I really don’t want to think about that right now. Nothing I say will matter anyway. I like the nurses. They are nice and tell you things. The doctors spend 2 minutes with you and you are supposed to be enthused about their presence. They don’t care about you. To tell the truth neither does the nurse. The difference is the nurses have to deal with the fall out if you the patient are unhappy so they try to be nice.
What’s amazing to me is how you can rack up a bill the whole time you are having such a lovely time joking around with the nurse. The finance department doesn’t joke. They are just mean. Have you ever wondered how if you pay for the hospital stay, why you get a bill from every doctor who ever poked their head in the room? And every procedure creates a new bill by different doctors and different labs? I had a procedure once where I had one doctor who did the procedure, there were three other technician/doctors in the room at one point or another to adjust the temperature, or straighten the blankets or something. They got to charge as much as the guy who did the work. I don’t get it.
Manny Ramirez gets some big bucks, but does the bat boy charge him for services rendered? Or that kid who wipes up the floor at NBA games, does he get to charge per swipe? Or the guy who does your dishes at the restaurant, does he send a bill per utensil? Somehow hospitals and medical care live in a different world than the rest of us.
You know that’s true too when you go into the building. There are flowers on the wall, next to pictures on the wall, next to paneling, next to arrows directing you to departments. People in those departments rarely see those on another floor. They have a cafeteria to eat in, so they don’t leave the building for lunch. So they don’t see the real world either. Makes you wonder if they are shipped in from Area 51 where the government breeds them from the alien’s they found in Roswell. Who knows? It could happen.
This much I know is that they’re going to take some stuff out of me and charge me to do it. It’s supposed to make me feel better, but it really won’t. You’d think they’d pay me for the donation of parts. But they really don’t want my parts. So why should I give them to an unappreciative audience? They’re going poke and prod until I do anyway, so what choice do I have? It is for my own good, they say as they empty my bank account. But you see the government is doing that already so the joke’s on them. All they’re going to get is some diseased piece of me and Obama telling them what to do next. Maybe there is some justice in this world.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
On the Road to Failure
So Lizard Lips Pelosi is learning not to lick her lips on camera during a Presidential speech to a joint session of Congress. Now if she could just stop looking so pompous. And what in the world was that dress she was wearing. Did she think she was at the Oscars and she had to show off her endowment? We have Maria Carrie for a Speaker of the House.
Joe Biden looked like he was bored. Nancy showed him up too. She can jump out the chair faster than he can to cheer on his Highness. Too bad there wasn’t any water in the chamber; Obama could have walked on it for us all. That would prove to us his stimulus package is as potent as he brags (we all know how big the package is and he’s the winner of the last election because of it).
So BO doesn’t want to follow the losers from the Bush years. Think about this for a minute. Bush cut taxes. Economy boomed. Republican Congress spent like they were frenzied Democrats. Economy fails. Obama wants to spend like a Republican Congress apparently. Didn’t they fail according to his Holiness? So tax cuts don’t work, just ask Kennedy, Reagan, and Bush. Spending helps. Just ask Hoover, Johnson, Carter, and Bill.
Let’s see Hoover spending along with Roosevelt spending, brought us the Great Depression. Johnson spending brought us the 70s. Carter brought us the late 70s and early 80s and 21% interest rates. And Bill set us up for the good old recession of the early 2000s.
Reagan set us up for the boom of the 90s. Kennedy gave us the boom of the 60s and Bush, brought us out the Clinton recession, turned the economy around after 9/11 and was doing really not too bad, until the Republicans lost their mind, and then the Democrats took over for the last two years. America’s sweetheart Barnie Frank and his glum friend Chris Dodd give us Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac. No one seems to know how to pay their taxes ala Charlie Rangel who wrote the bill.
So now where is the credibility? I’d say nobody in Washington DC has any. The banks don’t have it. The CEOs and the car makers don’t have any. Harry Potter couldn’t even ride in on his white horse waving his wand and fix this mess. It’s time to turn to something we’ve had for a long time and follow it, the Constitution.
It’s time we start understanding that elections aren’t like American Idol. We can’t vote for a Socialist government and expect Capitalism to erupt. We can’t trust a Lizard to guard the hen house. We can’t expect a President who would negotiate with terrorists to do anything else than give money to them to fix their bombed out Gaza. (This money by the way is from a country that relies on the radar of Lizard Lips to flick her tongue and find the mood of the country; then write some legislation that makes sense. I’m sorry Nancy, but that forked tongue of yours didn’t quite figure out the right thing to do).
So we send Pelosi, Obama, Hillary, Rangel, Dobbs, Sleepy Joe Biden, to Washington because they looked nicer than Romney, or Palin, or McCain, and Simon (the Press) liked them better.
Can we expect anything less than a riot this summer or even a coup? I hope so. The people who make sense don’t destroy their own futures. But you cannot expect us to go quietly to the execution of our Country’s values and principles. Wrap your tongue around that one and jump up out of your chair like a jack-in-the-box all you want Pelosi. I think your gang’s days are numbered. I hear there may be a job for you in Italy though.
Joe Biden looked like he was bored. Nancy showed him up too. She can jump out the chair faster than he can to cheer on his Highness. Too bad there wasn’t any water in the chamber; Obama could have walked on it for us all. That would prove to us his stimulus package is as potent as he brags (we all know how big the package is and he’s the winner of the last election because of it).
So BO doesn’t want to follow the losers from the Bush years. Think about this for a minute. Bush cut taxes. Economy boomed. Republican Congress spent like they were frenzied Democrats. Economy fails. Obama wants to spend like a Republican Congress apparently. Didn’t they fail according to his Holiness? So tax cuts don’t work, just ask Kennedy, Reagan, and Bush. Spending helps. Just ask Hoover, Johnson, Carter, and Bill.
Let’s see Hoover spending along with Roosevelt spending, brought us the Great Depression. Johnson spending brought us the 70s. Carter brought us the late 70s and early 80s and 21% interest rates. And Bill set us up for the good old recession of the early 2000s.
Reagan set us up for the boom of the 90s. Kennedy gave us the boom of the 60s and Bush, brought us out the Clinton recession, turned the economy around after 9/11 and was doing really not too bad, until the Republicans lost their mind, and then the Democrats took over for the last two years. America’s sweetheart Barnie Frank and his glum friend Chris Dodd give us Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac. No one seems to know how to pay their taxes ala Charlie Rangel who wrote the bill.
So now where is the credibility? I’d say nobody in Washington DC has any. The banks don’t have it. The CEOs and the car makers don’t have any. Harry Potter couldn’t even ride in on his white horse waving his wand and fix this mess. It’s time to turn to something we’ve had for a long time and follow it, the Constitution.
It’s time we start understanding that elections aren’t like American Idol. We can’t vote for a Socialist government and expect Capitalism to erupt. We can’t trust a Lizard to guard the hen house. We can’t expect a President who would negotiate with terrorists to do anything else than give money to them to fix their bombed out Gaza. (This money by the way is from a country that relies on the radar of Lizard Lips to flick her tongue and find the mood of the country; then write some legislation that makes sense. I’m sorry Nancy, but that forked tongue of yours didn’t quite figure out the right thing to do).
So we send Pelosi, Obama, Hillary, Rangel, Dobbs, Sleepy Joe Biden, to Washington because they looked nicer than Romney, or Palin, or McCain, and Simon (the Press) liked them better.
Can we expect anything less than a riot this summer or even a coup? I hope so. The people who make sense don’t destroy their own futures. But you cannot expect us to go quietly to the execution of our Country’s values and principles. Wrap your tongue around that one and jump up out of your chair like a jack-in-the-box all you want Pelosi. I think your gang’s days are numbered. I hear there may be a job for you in Italy though.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Look! Up in the Sky!
We finally did it. We inaugurated him. I’m not a fan, but I want him to succeed. What worries me is how he will do it. And what will we have in the end. The inauguration was bland to me. The speech was ok, but not memorable. It wasn’t John Kennedy, Lincoln or FDR. Obama approached it as let’s worry about today. Tomorrow will take care of itself. It was a working presidential speech. It is a call to service and a warning to our enemies.
There was nothing new here. Bush’s second inaugural address was much better and substantive. Bush the first, I read his inaugural and found it an excellent speech, though it was ridiculed, it had at its core the values of America.
To me Obama took the best of many previous presidents’ speeches, put them in his own words and trotted it out there for all to hear. Of course there are many inspired by it. They should be. The speech borrows from several such speeches in the past. Compare it to Kennedy or FDR and yes even Lincoln and Bush I.
To me Obama took the best of many previous presidents’ speeches, put them in his own words and trotted it out there for all to hear. Of course there are many inspired by it. They should be. The speech borrows from several such speeches in the past. Compare it to Kennedy or FDR and yes even Lincoln and Bush I.
The good news for Obama is he doesn’t have the enemies that Bush II had coming into office. With the hatred that developed after his first term election, Bush could do little right, and the critics never let up until the end. There were things to criticize. St. Reagan had things to criticize. His Highness Bill had lots to criticize. The good news for Messiah Obama is that no one will criticize now or probably ever, because that would be wrong for the country and a bad show in race relationships. After all the prayer made sure the Whites will do what is right, does any one else have to do what is right?
The bad news is Zeus Obama is on such a high mountain top he has a long, long way to fall. The expectations are so high, he can’t reach them. Even if he gets halfway there he fails to live up to expectations. Of course, the media will couch it in other terms, until he gets on their bad side, if ever. The media loved Kennedy to the end, so who knows it may never happen. But Obama will not live up to the billing. I don’t wish him ill. We need him to succeed. But please in the process please remember it is capitalism that made the country great, not socialism.
Though the poem was strange it is good for him to read over again. In it he’ll see what the average person lives. YoYo Ma and Pearlman were great, but Alexander’s poem was down to earth.
Praise Song for the Day
Each day we go about our business, walking past each other,catching each other’s eyes — or not — about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and in, each one of our ancestors on our tongues.
Someone is stitching up a hem, darning a hole in a uniform,patching a tire, repairing the things in need of repair. Someone is trying to make music somewhere with a pair of wooden spoons on an oildrum, with cello, boom box, harmonica, voice.
A woman and her son wait for the bus. A farmer considers thechanging sky. A teacher says, “Take out your pencils. Begin.”
We encounter each other in words — words spiny or smooth,whispered or declaimed; words to consider, reconsider.
We cross dirt roads and highways that mark the will of someoneand then others who said, “I need to see what’s on the other side. Iknow there’s something better down the road.”
We need to find a place where we are safe. We walk into that which we cannot yet see.
Say it plain, that many have died for this day. Sing the names of the dead who brought us here, who laid the train tracks, raised thebridges, picked the cotton and the lettuce, built brick by brick theglittering edifices they would then keep clean and work inside of.
Praise song for struggle. Praise song for the day. Praise song for every hand-lettered sign, the figuring it out at kitchen tables.
Some live by “love thy neighbor as thyself.” Others by “first, do no harm” or “take no more than you need.” What if the mightiest word is “love” — love beyond marital, filial, national; love that casts a widening pool of light; love with no need to pre-empt grievance?
In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made,any sentence begun. On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp, praisesong for walking forward in that light.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
It's Not a Tantrum, It's not, It's Not, IT'S NOT! ok it really is.
I like to write, but to be honest, I’m at a loss. I’m tired of whining about the government, and I’m glad the election is over. I’ve become very cynical of everything the government does and I don’t trust them.
I’m not feeling real funny at the moment. I just sent a kid away for 2 years to Mexico. He will be doing a wonderful work and its something we planned for his entire life. In fact, he has 2 brothers we planned on too. The oldest one will now have to wait until he’s married and old to go. His younger brother says he wants to grow up to be like the one who just left…but is showing signs of growing up like the older brother.
I kind of felt sorry for the youngest brother today though. He had a guidance counselor just rip him to shreds for not doing anything. He needed it, and I let it happen, but she was a bit harsh in her smiling nice way.
Reality is like that though. Harsh, unforgiving, and it is better to learn it early. The one thing I learned, probably too late is that life isn’t fair. Somehow there are those out there who are treated fairer than others, making things unfair overall. I’ve always wanted to be on the side that got the preferential treatment. Unfortunately, that isn’t fair I guess, so I’ll never be there. That’s a prime example of life not being fair.
Of course you talk to those who are on that side of things, and they don’t think their treatment is any better than anyone else’s. Some feel entitled to it. Some just look down their noses at the rest of us and say, “Life’s not fair, get over it and do something about it.”
And that’s just the thing, you do and do and do but you are never done, and since it isn’t fair you never get there, because the Elite have blocked you out. No, I’m not talking about the BCS and college football, but the principle does apply there as well.
It’s not fair that someone else is driving the Mercedes I want. It’s not fair that I have to travel behind morons who think they have to enforce the speed limit so they travel 5 to 10 under it…only of course when I’m in a hurry. It’s not fair that some people get paid millions and I can’t get a living wage on my own, even with the education and skills I have.
So my reward is in heaven. The question is if life isn’t fair, is the next life? I’m told it is, and whatever I lose out on here comes to me seven fold there. So why can’t I enjoy being the world’s putz, since over there I’ll be, well I don’t know what I’ll be, but I’m hoping it isn’t a District Manager in Hell.
That might not be too bad though. A golden parachute into hell might be better than ministering angel. I don’t know for sure about that, but floating down in the parachute past all those who float past me in this life might have some kind of benefit to it. They of course are elites who will mock me; but I get the last laugh with my golden pitch fork. As a ministering angel I’ll run around doing someone else’s errands. I do that now, so that isn’t a reward.
Of course I don’t want to go to hell, I’m here already. In the end, though, I still don’t want life, then or now, to be fair. I just want to get on the elite’s wagon and push them off. Then pull a bunch of those I know who never get a break on board. I’d even give those falling off a parachute, not golden, but it would serve the purpose to float them to where they really belong.
None of that is Christian thinking is it? We are supposed to love one and all, and not judge others. How is that fair? That’s half the fun of living; trying to prove you are better than everyone else. But since I’m not, and that’s not fair, I think I’ll just throw a tantrum and leave it at that.
I’m not feeling real funny at the moment. I just sent a kid away for 2 years to Mexico. He will be doing a wonderful work and its something we planned for his entire life. In fact, he has 2 brothers we planned on too. The oldest one will now have to wait until he’s married and old to go. His younger brother says he wants to grow up to be like the one who just left…but is showing signs of growing up like the older brother.
I kind of felt sorry for the youngest brother today though. He had a guidance counselor just rip him to shreds for not doing anything. He needed it, and I let it happen, but she was a bit harsh in her smiling nice way.
Reality is like that though. Harsh, unforgiving, and it is better to learn it early. The one thing I learned, probably too late is that life isn’t fair. Somehow there are those out there who are treated fairer than others, making things unfair overall. I’ve always wanted to be on the side that got the preferential treatment. Unfortunately, that isn’t fair I guess, so I’ll never be there. That’s a prime example of life not being fair.
Of course you talk to those who are on that side of things, and they don’t think their treatment is any better than anyone else’s. Some feel entitled to it. Some just look down their noses at the rest of us and say, “Life’s not fair, get over it and do something about it.”
And that’s just the thing, you do and do and do but you are never done, and since it isn’t fair you never get there, because the Elite have blocked you out. No, I’m not talking about the BCS and college football, but the principle does apply there as well.
It’s not fair that someone else is driving the Mercedes I want. It’s not fair that I have to travel behind morons who think they have to enforce the speed limit so they travel 5 to 10 under it…only of course when I’m in a hurry. It’s not fair that some people get paid millions and I can’t get a living wage on my own, even with the education and skills I have.
So my reward is in heaven. The question is if life isn’t fair, is the next life? I’m told it is, and whatever I lose out on here comes to me seven fold there. So why can’t I enjoy being the world’s putz, since over there I’ll be, well I don’t know what I’ll be, but I’m hoping it isn’t a District Manager in Hell.
That might not be too bad though. A golden parachute into hell might be better than ministering angel. I don’t know for sure about that, but floating down in the parachute past all those who float past me in this life might have some kind of benefit to it. They of course are elites who will mock me; but I get the last laugh with my golden pitch fork. As a ministering angel I’ll run around doing someone else’s errands. I do that now, so that isn’t a reward.
Of course I don’t want to go to hell, I’m here already. In the end, though, I still don’t want life, then or now, to be fair. I just want to get on the elite’s wagon and push them off. Then pull a bunch of those I know who never get a break on board. I’d even give those falling off a parachute, not golden, but it would serve the purpose to float them to where they really belong.
None of that is Christian thinking is it? We are supposed to love one and all, and not judge others. How is that fair? That’s half the fun of living; trying to prove you are better than everyone else. But since I’m not, and that’s not fair, I think I’ll just throw a tantrum and leave it at that.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Gadianton May Still be Winning
Alright…so we have Barak in charge soon, along with Lizard Lips and Harry and the senators. We now own the banking system, the housing market through Freddie and Fannie, and a bunch of insurance. Proposition 8 passed in California, so now its open season on Mormons, because they stood up for their belief in marriage (with blacks, and Catholics and many other religions I might add). But Mormons do have a handy downtown location for protest…so why not? They’re used to it anyway.
The question I have is if they are going to boycott Utah, how are they going to picket the Mormon’s office building? Hmmm, might have to rethink that one. Also if the gays boycott Utah what do you think the Utah natives are going to think? “OH No! They aren’t coming here any more?” I don’t think so. More like “would everyone else who hates Mormon’s please boycott too….Pleeeeeaaassse, and take Rocky Anderson with you!”
The world is too big to fit in a hand basket, so going to hell in one is a problem, but somehow, someway our faux leaders have figured out a way to do it. I am not violent by nature, but its time to take the country and its constitution back. Or is it too late? I really do want to see Obama succeed. Honest, I do. We are in such a mess making it worse is only going to…well make matters worse. The worser (I know it’s not a word) it gets the more powerless the people feel. But then, how long do we go with the flow? Or is it too late? Has madness just taken over? Are we living in Jonestown, USA? Or did I somehow fall asleep and slip into the Twilight Zone?
I just cannot understand how a people that created a country from hard work, democracy, and then saw the fall of socialism in very recent times, can fall for all of this. In the 60s we wanted to get rid of marriage, now everybody and everything should be allowed to marry who or what they may?
When will we get real leadership? Obama is going to lead, no doubt…but to what? Where is the leadership in either party that believes in good old American, mother, apple pie, work for what you get values, in a moral atmosphere, in a world where people can have differing opinions and not be mocked, and believe in God and not be punished for it? Where is that leader?
There are many out there. They just don’t have the political stage. We need a leader who stands up for truth, justice, and the American Way. But then Superman isn’t real, and it seems no one can fill those shoes and win. I’m afraid we’ve lost our country, our values as a society, and I for one have lost faith in the people of America as a whole.
We hate too much, we want too much, we expect too much, and we let the people who cause the problems try to fix it, with their own wallets in mind. You may hate Mormons and that actually proves the point, we need a General Moroni right now.
The question I have is if they are going to boycott Utah, how are they going to picket the Mormon’s office building? Hmmm, might have to rethink that one. Also if the gays boycott Utah what do you think the Utah natives are going to think? “OH No! They aren’t coming here any more?” I don’t think so. More like “would everyone else who hates Mormon’s please boycott too….Pleeeeeaaassse, and take Rocky Anderson with you!”
The world is too big to fit in a hand basket, so going to hell in one is a problem, but somehow, someway our faux leaders have figured out a way to do it. I am not violent by nature, but its time to take the country and its constitution back. Or is it too late? I really do want to see Obama succeed. Honest, I do. We are in such a mess making it worse is only going to…well make matters worse. The worser (I know it’s not a word) it gets the more powerless the people feel. But then, how long do we go with the flow? Or is it too late? Has madness just taken over? Are we living in Jonestown, USA? Or did I somehow fall asleep and slip into the Twilight Zone?
I just cannot understand how a people that created a country from hard work, democracy, and then saw the fall of socialism in very recent times, can fall for all of this. In the 60s we wanted to get rid of marriage, now everybody and everything should be allowed to marry who or what they may?
When will we get real leadership? Obama is going to lead, no doubt…but to what? Where is the leadership in either party that believes in good old American, mother, apple pie, work for what you get values, in a moral atmosphere, in a world where people can have differing opinions and not be mocked, and believe in God and not be punished for it? Where is that leader?
There are many out there. They just don’t have the political stage. We need a leader who stands up for truth, justice, and the American Way. But then Superman isn’t real, and it seems no one can fill those shoes and win. I’m afraid we’ve lost our country, our values as a society, and I for one have lost faith in the people of America as a whole.
We hate too much, we want too much, we expect too much, and we let the people who cause the problems try to fix it, with their own wallets in mind. You may hate Mormons and that actually proves the point, we need a General Moroni right now.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Give Me Liberty or Give Me Politicians
I've decided its time we take our government back. In order to form a more perfect union we the people reserve the right to change things similar to what happened in 1776. We are not represented...the people who are back there do not know what they are doing and have said so. We should all stay home on election day. Who can win if there are no votes cast? We should all stop paying taxes. They can't bail out the rich if they have no money to begin with...well not entirely true they're doing it now.
I'm really thinking it may be time for a coup by the people. Throw everyone out. Start over with the same constitution we now have, and put people there who will follow it. Where in the constitution does the Treasury Secretary have the power to spend money as he sees fit. I thought that was Congress.. and we know where that leads.
The President is taking on powers not granted to him by the constitution. The Congress is trying to go along...because they can't get a loan for their campaigns and Freddy and Fannie have dried up. When is enough, enough? When do the states (who aren't governed much better) say shove it to the feds? Get your act together and we might be able to work something out. Glenn Beck trusts no one...I trust even fewer people than that. I am sick of the politics, I am sick of the arguments, and I am sick of the money problems.
Instead of giving the rich 700 billion dollars why not a million dollars to each person who voted in the last presidential election. It would be cheaper and stimulate the economy...and guess what...the poor will no longer be poor..and Obama can then tax them all. Who would need a loan then? Oh wait that might put the Simmons family out of the banking business...oh sorry Harris...Papa Roy never intended you to be unemployed.
If I had a million dollars (two actually, my wife voted too)...I might just pay off the house, get Countrywide off my back. And I might just save some money, and I might just buy a new fridge, or new car and stimulate the market. You want an incentive plan? There's one that makes sense.
You want to help the rich? Go to Hell.
I'm really thinking it may be time for a coup by the people. Throw everyone out. Start over with the same constitution we now have, and put people there who will follow it. Where in the constitution does the Treasury Secretary have the power to spend money as he sees fit. I thought that was Congress.. and we know where that leads.
The President is taking on powers not granted to him by the constitution. The Congress is trying to go along...because they can't get a loan for their campaigns and Freddy and Fannie have dried up. When is enough, enough? When do the states (who aren't governed much better) say shove it to the feds? Get your act together and we might be able to work something out. Glenn Beck trusts no one...I trust even fewer people than that. I am sick of the politics, I am sick of the arguments, and I am sick of the money problems.
Instead of giving the rich 700 billion dollars why not a million dollars to each person who voted in the last presidential election. It would be cheaper and stimulate the economy...and guess what...the poor will no longer be poor..and Obama can then tax them all. Who would need a loan then? Oh wait that might put the Simmons family out of the banking business...oh sorry Harris...Papa Roy never intended you to be unemployed.
If I had a million dollars (two actually, my wife voted too)...I might just pay off the house, get Countrywide off my back. And I might just save some money, and I might just buy a new fridge, or new car and stimulate the market. You want an incentive plan? There's one that makes sense.
You want to help the rich? Go to Hell.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
AIG Won't Collapse and Other Things to Not Worry About
Since the last time I wrote, (I’ve been busy, get over it), my grandson turned 2, I got promoted with no raise, Obama beat Hillary, Lizard Lips Pelosi made a fool out of herself (and wrote a book I hear), my Dad turned 80, my Dad died, and the day after the funeral my son found out he’s going to Mexico at the end of the year for 2 years. Oh yeah, and the economic underpinnings of the United States fell apart, and Ike devastate half the country.
Not much going on otherwise.
Here’s the deal, I’ve been watching all of this go by wondering how much more can we all take? Gasoline used to be a big deal, until milk prices went up to match. That used to mean something until the country got into the mortgage and insurance business (is there an owner’s discount for the tax payers? I could use some cheaper insurance). All of that, it turns out doesn’t mean squat when you take a nearly 80 year-old man to a 2-year-old’s birthday party. I watched both of them. They seemed to act about the same. The 2-year-old was more active of course, and he was in charge. Whatever anyone else was doing he had to do it, or have it. He was so innocent and 2…everything was his and no one could touch it.
How do we lose that innocence? I mean Pelosi was 2 once. How did she become such a snake? How does the world fret about things like Internet Explorer versus Google’s Chrome explorer, and why does it matter? Why do people have to be greedy to the point that they put Lehman Brothers into bankruptcy, and the government decides to nationalize the financial industry, and who in their right mind thinks that’s a good idea? Nobody really knows what to do. That’s the one thing that is very clear.
We are gambling with our future, but we don’t know what the odds are. As long as somebody is making money damn the torpedoes (in this case the public) full speed ahead. My Dad proved you can’t take it with you. He spent a lifetime trying to leave a legacy. He did. The world doesn’t change though. There are plenty of people’s lives he changed while he was alive with the houses he built, but we still are in Iraq. He helped a bunch of kids in little league, but we still now own AIG as a country. He left a bunch of assets to his kids, but Obama still might win despite the fact his financial advisors are, among others, the same people who killed Freddie and Fannie.
Nope. In the end my Dad lies entombed in a wall with a hammer in one hand, his wallet in the other and a baseball beside him. The tragedy is the two-year-old didn’t know him, neither did his kids, and he blamed that on them (I know. I was there when he said it). And guess what…Pelosi is still licking her lips, Hillary is still a woman and a Senator (and still married to that jack-ass), Obama is still a left wing socialist, McCain still will try to shake things up, and will if he dies in office leaving us with Palin in charge. A nice lady but the glasses don’t do a thing for her. I don’t know maybe she’ll do just fine. Then again someone once told me how sound a company AIG was and that they weren’t going to go anywhere overnight.
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Here’s the deal, I’ve been watching all of this go by wondering how much more can we all take? Gasoline used to be a big deal, until milk prices went up to match. That used to mean something until the country got into the mortgage and insurance business (is there an owner’s discount for the tax payers? I could use some cheaper insurance). All of that, it turns out doesn’t mean squat when you take a nearly 80 year-old man to a 2-year-old’s birthday party. I watched both of them. They seemed to act about the same. The 2-year-old was more active of course, and he was in charge. Whatever anyone else was doing he had to do it, or have it. He was so innocent and 2…everything was his and no one could touch it.
How do we lose that innocence? I mean Pelosi was 2 once. How did she become such a snake? How does the world fret about things like Internet Explorer versus Google’s Chrome explorer, and why does it matter? Why do people have to be greedy to the point that they put Lehman Brothers into bankruptcy, and the government decides to nationalize the financial industry, and who in their right mind thinks that’s a good idea? Nobody really knows what to do. That’s the one thing that is very clear.
We are gambling with our future, but we don’t know what the odds are. As long as somebody is making money damn the torpedoes (in this case the public) full speed ahead. My Dad proved you can’t take it with you. He spent a lifetime trying to leave a legacy. He did. The world doesn’t change though. There are plenty of people’s lives he changed while he was alive with the houses he built, but we still are in Iraq. He helped a bunch of kids in little league, but we still now own AIG as a country. He left a bunch of assets to his kids, but Obama still might win despite the fact his financial advisors are, among others, the same people who killed Freddie and Fannie.
Nope. In the end my Dad lies entombed in a wall with a hammer in one hand, his wallet in the other and a baseball beside him. The tragedy is the two-year-old didn’t know him, neither did his kids, and he blamed that on them (I know. I was there when he said it). And guess what…Pelosi is still licking her lips, Hillary is still a woman and a Senator (and still married to that jack-ass), Obama is still a left wing socialist, McCain still will try to shake things up, and will if he dies in office leaving us with Palin in charge. A nice lady but the glasses don’t do a thing for her. I don’t know maybe she’ll do just fine. Then again someone once told me how sound a company AIG was and that they weren’t going to go anywhere overnight.
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