Good Morning Campers!
Thanks very much to all of you who’ve been taking the time out to write to us and share your feelings. It’s been great reading your comments and hearing how you feel.
It’s Tuesday….there’s not a hell of a lot to say about Tuesday. If it had it’s own motto it might go something like, “Welcome to Tuesday! At least we don’t suck as bad as Monday!”
Today is the first day of school for our the kids in our district. They’re going on an unusual school year this year. Instead of having a long summer break, they think that the kids will learn better by splitting the school year up into four nine-week semesters with about two weeks off in between and then two months off in the summer time.
I don’t know.
I remember being a kid and it seemed like summer lasted forever every year! Every single day was a new adventure. Mountains to climb, battles to fight, space ships to fly… nowadays kids can’t do that. And it’s not because they don’t have the imagination, but they don’t have the safety. We used to be able to run the neighborhood and beyond from dawn till dark…and then some…and our parents never worried about where we were. They knew that every other parent in the neighborhood would keep their eyes open and no one would let anyone get hurt.
It would terrify me to let my kid do that now. And it’s not because she’s not a good kid and it’s not because she doesn’t know better. She is as well informed, if not better informed of the dangers out there than I was. It’s because you can’t trust your neighbors any more. There’s no “neighborhood” per se.
It’s a scary world we live in…
and a scarier one that our kids are growing up in.
And we’ve got the morons in Washington doing everything they can to make it worse for our kids instead of better.
It’s gonna be up to us folks.
We are the ones who are going to have to make the changes that need made, get rid of the ones who are trying to rape our fine country and put in some people who give a damn.
November 2012 is coming.
We better make the right choices.
Now, let’s laugh!
Two robins were lying on their backs, basking in the sun.
A mama cat and her kitten were walking by. The kitten complained, “Mama, I’m soooo hungry, what can we eat?”
To which the mama cat, spying the two birds, replied, “How about some… Baskin’ Robins?”
What a stunning and motivational video….
This is incredible!
A young farm couple, Homer and Darlene, got married and just couldn’t seem to get enough lovin’. In the morning, before Homer left the house for the fields, they made love. When Homer came back from the fields, they made love. And again at bedtime, they made love.
The problem was their nooner; it took Homer a half hour to travel home and another half hour to return to the fields and he just wasn’t getting enough work done. Finally Homer asked the town doctor what to do.
“Homer,” said the doctor, “just take your rifle out to the field with you and when you’re in the mood, fire off a shot into the air. That will be Darlene’s signal to come out to you. Then you won’t lose any field time.”
They tried Doc’s advice and it worked well for a while. Homer came back to the doctor’s office..
“What’s wrong?” asked the Doc. “Didn’t my idea work?”
“Oh, it worked real good,” said Homer. “Whenever I was in the mood, I fired off a shot like you said and Darlene’d come runnin’. We’d find a secluded place, make love, and then she’d go back home again.”
“Good, Homer. So what’s the problem?” asked the Doc.
“I ain’t seen her since huntin’ season started.”
Why Sharks Circle You Before Attacking
Two great white sharks swimming in the ocean spied survivors of a sunken ship.
“Follow me son” the father shark said to the son shark and they swam to the mass of people.
“First we swim around them a few times with just the tip of our fins showing.” And they did.
“Well done, son! Now we swim around them a few times with all of our fins showing.” And they did.
“Now we eat everybody.” And they did.
When they were both gorged, the son asked, “Dad, why didn’t we just eat them all at first?
Why did we swim around and around them?”
His wise father replied, “Because they taste better without the shit inside!”
Now that’s a line of bullshit that would even make the Leprechaun proud!
I wish EVERYONE everywhere could watch this!
WHISKEY
In 1952, Armon M. Sweat, Jr., a member of the Texas House of Representatives, was asked about his position on whiskey. What follows is his exact answer (taken from the Political Archives of Texas):
“If you mean whiskey, the devil’s brew, the poison scourge, the bloody monster that defiles innocence, dethrones reason, destroys the home, creates misery and poverty, yea, literally takes the bread from the mouths of little children; if you mean that evil drink that topples Christian men and women from the pinnacles of righteous and gracious living into the bottomless pit of degradation, shame, despair, helplessness, and hopelessness, then, my friend, I am opposed to it with every fiber of my being.
However, if by whiskey you mean the oil of conversation, the philosophic wine, the elixir of life, the ale that is consumed when good fellows get together, that puts a song in their hearts and the warm glow of contentment in their eyes; if you mean Christmas cheer, the stimulating sip that puts a little spring in the step of an elderly gentleman on a frosty morning; if you mean that drink that enables man to magnify his joy, and to forget life’s great tragedies and heartbreaks and sorrow; if you mean that drink the sale of which pours into Texas treasuries untold millions of dollars each year, that provides tender care for our little crippled children, our blind, our deaf, our dumb, our pitifully aged and infirm, to build the finest highways, hospitals, universities, and community colleges in this nation, then my friend, I am absolutely, unequivocally in favor of it.
This is my position, and as always, I refuse to compromise on matters of principle.”
Today’s Last Word is from a blog called Brutally Honest….I’ll put the link at the end. This very well written essay should be pushed as far and wide as possible.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Peggy Noonan’s lost that lovin’ feeling
We’ll first go to October of 2008 and these words from Ms. Noonan:
The case for Barack Obama, in broad strokes:
He has within him the possibility to change the direction and tone of American foreign policy, which need changing; his rise will serve as a practical rebuke to the past five years, which need rebuking; his victory would provide a fresh start in a nation in which a fresh start would come as a national relief. He climbed steep stairs, born off the continent with no father to guide, a dreamy, abandoning mother, mixed race, no connections. He rose with guts and gifts. He is steady, calm, and, in terms of the execution of his political ascent, still the primary and almost only area in which his executive abilities can be discerned, he shows good judgment in terms of whom to hire and consult, what steps to take and moves to make. We witnessed from him this year something unique in American politics: He took down a political machine without raising his voice.
That was then… this is now:
The secret of Mr. Obama is that he isn’t really very good at politics, and he isn’t good at politics because he doesn’t really get people.
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The fact is, he’s good at dismantling. He’s good at critiquing. He’s good at not being the last guy, the one you didn’t like. But he’s not good at building, creating, calling into being. He was good at summoning hope, but he’s not good at directing it and turning it into something concrete that answers a broad public desire.
And so his failures in the debt ceiling fight. He wasn’t serious, he was only shrewd—and shrewdness wasn’t enough. He demagogued the issue—noSocial Security checks—until he was called out, and then went on the hustings spouting inanities. He left conservatives scratching their heads: They could have made a better, more moving case for the liberal ideal as translated into the modern moment, than he did. He never offered a plan. In a crisis he was merely sly. And no one likes sly, no one respects it.
So he is losing a battle in which he had superior forces—the presidency, the U.S. Senate. In the process he revealed that his foes have given him too much mystique. He is not a devil, an alien, a socialist. He is a loser. And this is America, where nobody loves a loser.
And so yet another Obama supporter succumbs to the reality. Ho hum. I’m getting a little bored with the flip floppers. The Obama supporters who’ve lost their mojo. But this one at least has one thing right when she calls Obama good at dismantling. He’s dismantling this once great country. He’s dismantling that which made her great but thankfully, he’s also dismantling the false pedestal upon which he was placed by his supporters and an accomplice media. The house of cards that formed the basis of who we were told the man is is collapsing.
Don’t get me wrong, there’s still work to do. There are still ardent supporters, some of which will never be swayedbut the hope is that there are those like Noonan who see the man for what he truly is.
He is not what he was portrayed back then to be. He never was.
And as promised, here’s the website. Brutally Honest… I love this guy’s tag line. “Plain thoughts, delivered roughly.” http://www.brutallyhonest.org/brutally_honest/2011/07/peggy-noonans-lost-that-lovin-feeling.html
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