The Alien in the White House
The distance between the president and the people is beginning to be revealed.
By DOROTHY RABINOWITZ
The deepening notes of disenchantment with Barack Obama now issuing from commentators across the political spectrum were predictable. So, too, were the charges from some of the president's earliest enthusiasts about his failure to reflect a powerful sense of urgency about the oil spill.
There should have been nothing puzzling about his response to anyone who has paid even modest critical attention to Mr. Obama's pronouncements. For it was clear from the first that this president—single-minded, ever-visible, confident in his program for a reformed America saved from darkness by his arrival—was wanting in certain qualities citizens have until now taken for granted in their presidents. Namely, a tone and presence that said: This is the Americans' leader, a man of them, for them, the nation's voice and champion. Mr. Obama wasn't lacking in concern about the oil spill. What he lacked was that voice—and for good reason.
Those qualities to be expected in a president were never about rhetoric; Mr. Obama had proved himself a dab hand at that on the campaign trail. They were a matter of identification with the nation and to all that binds its people together in pride and allegiance. These are feelings held deep in American hearts, unvoiced mostly, but unmistakably there and not only on the Fourth of July.
A great part of America now understands that this president's sense of identification lies elsewhere, and is in profound ways unlike theirs. He is hard put to sound convincingly like the leader of the nation, because he is, at heart and by instinct, the voice mainly of his ideological class. He is the alien in the White House, a matter having nothing to do with delusions about his birthplace cherished by the demented fringe.
One of his first reforms was to rid the White House of the bust of Winston Churchill—a gift from Tony Blair—by packing it back off to 10 Downing Street. A cloudlet of mystery has surrounded the subject ever since, but the central fact stands clear. The new administration had apparently found no place in our national house of many rooms for the British leader who lives on so vividly in the American mind. Churchill, face of our shared wartime struggle, dauntless rallier of his nation who continues, so remarkably, to speak to ours. For a president to whom such associations are alien, ridding the White House of Churchill would, of course, have raised no second thoughts.
Far greater strangeness has since flowed steadily from Washington. The president's appointees, transmitters of policy, go forth with singular passion week after week, delivering the latest inversion of reality. Their work is not easy, focused as it is on a current prime preoccupation of this White House—that is, finding ways to avoid any public mention of the indisputable Islamist identity of the enemy at war with us. No small trick that, but their efforts go forward in public spectacles matchless in their absurdity—unnerving in what they confirm about our current guardians of law and national security.
Consider the hapless Eric Holder, America's attorney general, confronting the question put to him by Rep. Lamar Smith (R., Texas) of the House Judicary Committee on May 13.
Did Mr. Holder think that in the last three terrorist attempts on this soil, one of them successful (Maj. Nidal Hasan's murder of 13 soldiers at Fort Hood, preceded by his shout of "Allahu Akbar!"), that radical Islam might have played any role at all? Mr. Holder seemed puzzled by the question. "People have different reasons" he finally answered—a response he repeated three times. He didn't want "to say anything negative about any religion."
And who can forget the exhortations on jihad by John Brennan, Mr. Obama's chief adviser on counterterrorism? Mr. Brennan has in the past charged that Americans lack sensitivity to the Muslim world, and that we have particularly failed to credit its peace-loving disposition. In a May 26 speech at the Center for Strategic and International Studies, Mr. Brennan held forth fervently, if not quite comprehensibly, on who our enemy was not: "Our enemy is not terrorism because terrorism is just a tactic. Our enemy is not terror because terror is a state of mind, and as Americans we refuse to live in fear."
He went on to announce, sternly, that we do not refer to our enemies as Islamists or jihadists because jihad is a holy struggle, a legitimate tenet of Islam. How then might we be permitted to describe our enemies? One hint comes from another of Mr. Brennan's pronouncements in that speech: That "violent extremists are victims of political, economic and social forces."
Yes, that would work. Consider the news bulletins we could have read: "Police have arrested Faisal Shahzad, victim of political, economic and social forces living in Connecticut, for efforts to set off a car bomb explosion in Times Square." Plotters in Afghanistan and Yemen, preparing for their next attempt at mass murder in America, could only have listened in wonderment. They must have marvelled in particular on learning that this was the chief counterterrorism adviser to the president of the United States.
Long after Mr. Obama leaves office, it will be this parade of explicators, laboring mightily to sell each new piece of official reality revisionism—Janet Napolitano and her immortal "man-caused disasters'' among them—that will stand most memorably as the face of this administration.
It is a White House that has focused consistently on the sensitivities of the world community—as it is euphemistically known—a body of which the president of the United States frequently appears to view himself as a representative at large.
It is what has caused this president and his counterterrorist brain trust to deem it acceptable to insult Americans with nonsensical evasions concerning the enemy we face. It is this focus that caused Mr. Holder to insist on holding the trial of Khalid Sheikh Mohammed in lower Manhattan, despite the rage this decision induced in New Yorkers, and later to insist if not there, then elsewhere in New York. This was all to be a dazzling exhibition for that world community—proof of Mr. Obama's moral reclamation program and that America had been delivered from the darkness of the Bush years.
It was why this administration tapped officials like Michael Posner, assistant secretary of state for Democracy, Human Rights, and Labor. Among his better known contributions to political discourse was a 2005 address in which he compared the treatment of Muslim-Americans in the United States after 9/11 with the plight of the Japanese-Americans interned in camps after Pearl Harbor. During a human-rights conference held in China this May, Mr. Posner cited the new Arizona immigration law by way of assuring the Chinese, those exemplary guardians of freedom, that the United States too had its problems with discrimination.
So there we were: America and China, in the same boat on human rights, two buddies struggling for reform. For this view of reality, which brought withering criticism in Congress and calls for his resignation, Mr. Posner has been roundly embraced in the State Department as a superbly effective representative.
It is no surprise that Mr. Posner—like numerous of his kind—has found a natural home in this administration. His is a sensibility and political disposition with which Mr. Obama is at home. The beliefs and attitudes that this president has internalized are to be found everywhere—in the salons of the left the world over—and, above all, in the academic establishment, stuffed with tenured radicals and their political progeny. The places where it is held as revealed truth that the United States is now, and has been throughout its history, the chief engine of injustice and oppression in the world.
They are attitudes to be found everywhere, but never before in a president of the United States. Mr. Obama may not hold all, or the more extreme, of these views. But there can be no doubt by now of the influences that have shaped him. They account for his grand apology tour through the capitals of Europe and to the Muslim world, during which he decried America's moral failures—her arrogance, insensitivity. They were the words of a man to whom reasons for American guilt came naturally. Americans were shocked by this behavior in their newly elected president. But he was telling them something from those lecterns in foreign lands—something about his distant relation to the country he was about to lead.
The truth about that distance is now sinking in, which is all to the good. A country governed by leaders too principled to speak the name of its mortal enemy needs every infusion of reality it can get.
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Primarily, a place for folks to gather .................. if I {we?} can give you a chuckle, or a bit of hope, GREAT! If I make you think, so much the better ................. and if I encourage you to research for yourselves, to make your own, independent judgments - I will be fulfilled.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
The loony left is out in force ...........................................
the 'justifiers' of the "aid" flotilla are really getting into their anti-Israeli/anti-Jewish rant mode here - it's amazing to me, in this day & age, that otherwise presumptively intelligent people lay the vast majority of the world's woes on Israel - I must've missed those news reports where the IDF was cutting heads off, flying aircraft into buildings, performing 'honor killings' & FGM, etc., etc.
On a lighter note, from Old NFO, we get the new state flag of Arizona, intended for the uber-liberals in California and elsewhere:
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And from my friend in KCMO, one question - go ahead on & vote, then look at the results ...............................
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AND - this just in - Dubya is now on FaceBook - any members of FaceBook out there who want to let him know WE MISS HIM, click the link. I don't have a FaceBook account, but wanted to get the word out .............................
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Prime Minister Netanyahu:
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On a lighter note, from Old NFO, we get the new state flag of Arizona, intended for the uber-liberals in California and elsewhere:

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And from my friend in KCMO, one question - go ahead on & vote, then look at the results ...............................
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AND - this just in - Dubya is now on FaceBook - any members of FaceBook out there who want to let him know WE MISS HIM, click the link. I don't have a FaceBook account, but wanted to get the word out .............................
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Prime Minister Netanyahu:
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I've posted this before, but per a friend ............................................
it's getting yanked - not on MY watch ........................
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Monday, May 31, 2010
I dunno about the rest of the world ..................................
but as an American who well-remembers the first WTC bombing, Khobar Towers, Beirut, the USS Cole, 9/11, 3/11, 7/7, Bali, Mumbai, and various & sundry other atrocities committed by the 'Religion of Peace", I REALLY have to take issue with those who flaunt well-recognized maritime laws, then claim "Israel started it", and expect the rest of the world to pat their hands and "there-there" them. {Of course, naming a vessel after someone who was too STUPID to get out of the way of a bulldozer leaves some cause for wonder if the collective IQ of the group is above room temperature.}
Compare & contrast the "reports" from Yahoo News here and here, with these two reports from Muqata and Theo Spark; also, check out Double Tapper's reports. In order to protect the "innocent civilians", the IDF was using PAINT BALL GUNS!
I'm hopeful that Prime Minister Netanyahu will, in the future, take the gloves off when dealing with those who would support Fatah, Hamas, Hezbollah, al Qaeda and any other Islamofascist organization {many of which, also, support/condone/force FGM on their female children}. If one is too obtuse to recognize the illegitimacy of groups that advocate wholesale genocide, they can then do the world a favor and 'Darwin' themselves.
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Meanwhile, in Pakistan .......................
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Compare & contrast the "reports" from Yahoo News here and here, with these two reports from Muqata and Theo Spark; also, check out Double Tapper's reports. In order to protect the "innocent civilians", the IDF was using PAINT BALL GUNS!
I'm hopeful that Prime Minister Netanyahu will, in the future, take the gloves off when dealing with those who would support Fatah, Hamas, Hezbollah, al Qaeda and any other Islamofascist organization {many of which, also, support/condone/force FGM on their female children}. If one is too obtuse to recognize the illegitimacy of groups that advocate wholesale genocide, they can then do the world a favor and 'Darwin' themselves.
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Meanwhile, in Pakistan .......................
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Saturday, May 29, 2010
From a friend {former Marine} .............................. watch til the end ..............................
and people wonder why Marines love their Navy Corpsmen?
Lest we forget what Memorial Day is all about ......................
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Lest we forget what Memorial Day is all about ......................
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For all those silent on the subject of FGM ..............................
go HERE and scroll down to "Types of Female Genital Mutilation" - don't worry, nothing graphic, just line drawings of what is done, very sterile appearing, then think about this: If you're a woman, would YOU undergo ANY of the variations listed? How about as the parent of a girl, would YOU permit this to be done to YOUR child?
As I noted, the drawings are very sterile appearing - the REALITY is that these "procedures" are often done with rusty knives, broken glass, and 'sterility' is a completely foreign concept {unless it's the emotional and physical sterility and pain foisted upon the girls}. It's most often performed on girls between the ages of 4 and 10, with mothers/mother figures performing it, demanded by the fathers/father figures.
So, to all the so-called "feminists" who wank/whine/whinge about Western men's behaviors, STFU unless/until you're willing to call out the practitioners of THIS barbarism and fight for the rights of these girls/women .............................
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As I noted, the drawings are very sterile appearing - the REALITY is that these "procedures" are often done with rusty knives, broken glass, and 'sterility' is a completely foreign concept {unless it's the emotional and physical sterility and pain foisted upon the girls}. It's most often performed on girls between the ages of 4 and 10, with mothers/mother figures performing it, demanded by the fathers/father figures.
So, to all the so-called "feminists" who wank/whine/whinge about Western men's behaviors, STFU unless/until you're willing to call out the practitioners of THIS barbarism and fight for the rights of these girls/women .............................
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Had a VERY interesting talk with a census worker yesterday ................................
I came home {late afternoon} as she was knocking on our door - I tend to become a LITTLE bit irritated at such - with the FodGuy working 3rd shift, he's SLEEPING then - she was asking about the address next to us {an empty lot} - told her it's been vacant as long as we've been here. HERE'S the thing - she's the THIRD census worker I've seen wandering around here - rather than figure out WHAT information is need from WHO at each location, this charlie-foxtrot of a census is sending multiple individuals out multiple times to the SAME locations - the lady I spoke with is #1 supervisor, following up #2 supervisor's complaints that #2's people 'aren't getting the information' {WAHHHHHH!}.
Number 1 lives locally, is in charge of an area ~ 10 miles x 5 miles - HER subordinates are having to run back & forth to the office, to obtain Spanish language forms, because of the numbers of illegals in this area, living 10+ to a household.
She recently tried to buy a lot adjacent to her property, but the owner turned her down {same thing happened with her neighbor across the street} - the property owner is putting not-worthy-for-doghouses trailers on the lots - NO septic systems being installed - when #1 called the county office that handles such, she was told it wasn't necessary, as OUTHOUSES were being provided ............................. ummmmmmmm, NO - 'we' may be living in "the country" but that doesn't mean we're all stupid .............................. the owner of the lots with the crappy trailers is moving illegals into them, up to 16 people in 3 bedroom trailers ............................................ I'm thinking the county government {since it's outside the 'city limits'} is gonna get a little SICK of complaints before "we're" done ................................................
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Number 1 lives locally, is in charge of an area ~ 10 miles x 5 miles - HER subordinates are having to run back & forth to the office, to obtain Spanish language forms, because of the numbers of illegals in this area, living 10+ to a household.
She recently tried to buy a lot adjacent to her property, but the owner turned her down {same thing happened with her neighbor across the street} - the property owner is putting not-worthy-for-doghouses trailers on the lots - NO septic systems being installed - when #1 called the county office that handles such, she was told it wasn't necessary, as OUTHOUSES were being provided ............................. ummmmmmmm, NO - 'we' may be living in "the country" but that doesn't mean we're all stupid .............................. the owner of the lots with the crappy trailers is moving illegals into them, up to 16 people in 3 bedroom trailers ............................................ I'm thinking the county government {since it's outside the 'city limits'} is gonna get a little SICK of complaints before "we're" done ................................................
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Friday, May 28, 2010
Ye-eah, the economy is doing SO WELL ....................................
for the first time since we moved here {2002}, free meals are being offered over the summer, June 8-July 20, for children aged 18 & under, @ the local high school .............................
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Thursday, May 27, 2010
Due to a request from HillBuzz ...................................
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Warning from a friend in KCMO .........................................
this is from Snopes
The e-mail said:
This warning is incredible and also verified. I'm sending it to everyone in my address book so as to head off possible future injury.
Warning: Be Careful Picking Up Plastic Soda Pop/Water Bottles
Don't pick up any plastic bottles that may be lying in your yard.
Read this and click the Snopes link for more info and a video: http://www.snopes.com/crime/warnings/bottlebomb.asp.
Be careful, watch the video and warn others.
· a plastic bottle with a cap.
· a little Drano.
· a little water.
· a small piece of foil.
· Disturb it by moving it and BOOM!!
· No fingers left and other serious damage to your face, eyes, etc.
People are finding these bombs in mailboxes and in their yards, just waiting for someone to pick one up intending to put it in the trash.
It takes about 30 seconds to blow after you move the thing. This happened not too long ago ... April 27, as a matter of fact ... and was reported by a Michigan deputy sheriff who safely exploded two of them.
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As an aside, if law enforcement/fire personnel are not available, I would think covering the bottle with a bucket of some type until appropriate personnel can take care of it would be prudent ........................
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The e-mail said:
This warning is incredible and also verified. I'm sending it to everyone in my address book so as to head off possible future injury.
Warning: Be Careful Picking Up Plastic Soda Pop/Water Bottles
Don't pick up any plastic bottles that may be lying in your yard.
Read this and click the Snopes link for more info and a video: http://www.snopes.com/crime/warnings/bottlebomb.asp.
Be careful, watch the video and warn others.
· a plastic bottle with a cap.
· a little Drano.
· a little water.
· a small piece of foil.
· Disturb it by moving it and BOOM!!
· No fingers left and other serious damage to your face, eyes, etc.
People are finding these bombs in mailboxes and in their yards, just waiting for someone to pick one up intending to put it in the trash.
It takes about 30 seconds to blow after you move the thing. This happened not too long ago ... April 27, as a matter of fact ... and was reported by a Michigan deputy sheriff who safely exploded two of them.
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As an aside, if law enforcement/fire personnel are not available, I would think covering the bottle with a bucket of some type until appropriate personnel can take care of it would be prudent ........................
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Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Received a 'can you help us out?' from the "new" GOP ..............................
My response:
Unless/until the GOP takes a firm stance AGAINST illegal immigration, and protecting/maintaining what little national sovereignty/integrity "we, the people" still possess, DO NOT LOOK to US to help in ANY manner.
Semper Fi'
Mary L*******
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Unless/until the GOP takes a firm stance AGAINST illegal immigration, and protecting/maintaining what little national sovereignty/integrity "we, the people" still possess, DO NOT LOOK to US to help in ANY manner.
Semper Fi'
Mary L*******
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Monday, May 24, 2010
From Theo Spark, on this Monday before Memorial Day .......................................
SO GLAD Dr. Utopia isn't shown!!!
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Thursday, May 20, 2010
From VDare.com .......................................
“Attagirl!” Postcards For Arizona’s Governor Brewer
Posted By Paul Nachman On 20 May 2010 @ 8:49 In General | Comments Disabled
On a prior occasion, I urged VDARE blog readers to send postcards of gratitude and support to Maricopa County (AZ) Sheriff Joe Arpaio. I’m just guessing that such tangible support — picture postcards from all over the country — will be both morale boosters and useful props for the sheriff to demonstrate that his immigration enforcement has widespread support from ordinary citizens.
Now it’s time to do the same for Arizona’s stand-up governor Jan Brewer. She’s come on strong in the last couple of months, not only by signing SB1070, for state enforcement of federal laws against illegal immigration, but also by signing two other bills that relate to what Peter Brimelow calls “the National Question,” i.e. whether a polity has the right to sustain its own culture.
One of those other bills makes it explicit that Arizona businesses have no obligation to provide translators for potential customers or clients who don’t speak English. The third bill aims to prevent the ethnic-studies curricula in Arizona public schools from being training classes for another generation of race-focused grievance merchants. These other two bills have been discussed by Brenda Walker (here) and Rob Sanchez (here), respectively.
Further, Brewer hasn’t backed down under the coast-to-coast vituperation resulting from her signature on SB1070. Instead, she’s found her voice, as noted by Larry Auster here and here.
Thus Brewer is that rarity among contemporary American politicians: She has a spine! Still, the execration from all directions must be at least somewhat daunting. So let’s barrage her with postcards expressing our gratitude and support.
Postcards are good because they’re tangible (unlike emails), colorful (if you send a picture postcard that features your locale), and easy to deal with: There’s nothing to open, and your message has to be short. Further, if you sign it and just give your city and state (i.e. no street address), it’s clear that no response is expected.
Here’s what I managed to — legibly — squeeze onto a card whose front is a spectacular photo of the rushing Gallatin River amid the Spanish Peaks:
Dear Gov. Brewer,
I wish you were here, signing good laws in Montana, too! I’m thinking of SB1070, the one against forcing businesses to supply translators, and the one against ethnic studies classes that teach sedition and hatred of whites. I’m sure citizens across the country envy Arizonans for having a governor with the courage to stand up for citizens’ interests.
To your good health!
Paul Nachman
Bozeman, MT
Her snail-mail address is
Governor Jan Brewer
1700 W. Washington
Phoenix, AZ 85007
Currently, postage for an “ordinary-sized” postcard (mine is 4″ X 5.75″) is $0.28.
Let’s swamp her with approval coming from all 50 states!
Article printed from VDARE.com: Blog Articles: http://blog.vdare.com
URL to article: http://blog.vdare.com/archives/2010/05/20/attagirl-postcards-for-arizonas-governor-brewer/
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Posted By Paul Nachman On 20 May 2010 @ 8:49 In General | Comments Disabled
On a prior occasion, I urged VDARE blog readers to send postcards of gratitude and support to Maricopa County (AZ) Sheriff Joe Arpaio. I’m just guessing that such tangible support — picture postcards from all over the country — will be both morale boosters and useful props for the sheriff to demonstrate that his immigration enforcement has widespread support from ordinary citizens.
Now it’s time to do the same for Arizona’s stand-up governor Jan Brewer. She’s come on strong in the last couple of months, not only by signing SB1070, for state enforcement of federal laws against illegal immigration, but also by signing two other bills that relate to what Peter Brimelow calls “the National Question,” i.e. whether a polity has the right to sustain its own culture.
One of those other bills makes it explicit that Arizona businesses have no obligation to provide translators for potential customers or clients who don’t speak English. The third bill aims to prevent the ethnic-studies curricula in Arizona public schools from being training classes for another generation of race-focused grievance merchants. These other two bills have been discussed by Brenda Walker (here) and Rob Sanchez (here), respectively.
Further, Brewer hasn’t backed down under the coast-to-coast vituperation resulting from her signature on SB1070. Instead, she’s found her voice, as noted by Larry Auster here and here.
Thus Brewer is that rarity among contemporary American politicians: She has a spine! Still, the execration from all directions must be at least somewhat daunting. So let’s barrage her with postcards expressing our gratitude and support.
Postcards are good because they’re tangible (unlike emails), colorful (if you send a picture postcard that features your locale), and easy to deal with: There’s nothing to open, and your message has to be short. Further, if you sign it and just give your city and state (i.e. no street address), it’s clear that no response is expected.
Here’s what I managed to — legibly — squeeze onto a card whose front is a spectacular photo of the rushing Gallatin River amid the Spanish Peaks:
Dear Gov. Brewer,
I wish you were here, signing good laws in Montana, too! I’m thinking of SB1070, the one against forcing businesses to supply translators, and the one against ethnic studies classes that teach sedition and hatred of whites. I’m sure citizens across the country envy Arizonans for having a governor with the courage to stand up for citizens’ interests.
To your good health!
Paul Nachman
Bozeman, MT
Her snail-mail address is
Governor Jan Brewer
1700 W. Washington
Phoenix, AZ 85007
Currently, postage for an “ordinary-sized” postcard (mine is 4″ X 5.75″) is $0.28.
Let’s swamp her with approval coming from all 50 states!
Article printed from VDARE.com: Blog Articles: http://blog.vdare.com
URL to article: http://blog.vdare.com/archives/2010/05/20/attagirl-postcards-for-arizonas-governor-brewer/
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Since it's "Draw Mohammed Day" .....................................
I'll just borrow from Gustave Dore:

Mohammed, in whatever circle of hell, per Dante, split with entrails falling out .............................
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Mohammed, in whatever circle of hell, per Dante, split with entrails falling out .............................
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Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Yeah, 'we' Americans are just stupid ....................................
here's a couple of good ol' boys who have one of THE most sensible ideas I've seen for the already-spilled oil .......................... but will those presumably "in charge" even LISTEN to them? Or, will the Southern accents immediately cause complete deafness?
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Thursday, May 13, 2010
Reading a bit about Elena Kagan as SCOTUS
nominee - it seems a LOT of folks are focusing on her sexuality, whatever it may be .......................... HERE'S my take on that, FWIW - as long as she doesn't force her attentions on someone not interested/a child/an animal, WHAT BLOODY DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE who she sleeps with? I presume she's of sufficient maturity {as a former Dean of Harvard Law} to make her own decisions about WHO she loves.
MY issues with her are regarding her denying military recruiters access to students; of course, what would you expect from me, as a former Woman Marine?
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MY issues with her are regarding her denying military recruiters access to students; of course, what would you expect from me, as a former Woman Marine?
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Sorry, but this one kicks over my giggle box ................................
to quote our Beloved LawDog ....................
Impressive, innit, how the 'human rights activist' claims hanging from the yardarm would've been "more humane"?
Captured Somali pirates 'dead' - Russia
Captured Somali pirates 'dead' - Russia
* From: AFP
* May 12, 2010 12:48AM
A GROUP of Somali pirates captured by the Russian navy in the Gulf of Aden and then set free in a boat are most probably dead after failing to reach the shore, a Russian defence source said.
The 10 pirates were captured last week after seizing a Russian oil tanker but were then unexpectedly released, with Russian officials saying there was insufficient legal basis to keep them in detention.
"According to the latest information, the pirates who seized the Moscow University oil tanker failed to reach the shore. Evidently, they have all died," the high-ranking source was quoted as saying by all Russia's official news agencies.
The source said that radio signals from the boat stopped just one hour after it had been set free by the Russian navy.
No details were given over the manner in which they could have lost their lives.
Reports have said that after their release the Russian navy put the pirates in a boat 550km offshore, removing all weaponry and navigational equipment from the vessel.
"It would have been more humane to have hung them up from the yardarm," a rights activist, whose name was not given, told the Kommersant daily at the weekend.
Marines from the Russian destroyer Marshal Shaposhnikov freed the tanker from the pirate's grasp in a dawn operation last week hailed as exemplary by Russian defence experts and officials.
President Dmitry Medvedev said the raid was "sharp, professional and quick" and ordered medals for all those involved in the rescue.
The fate of the pirates had been a mystery.
Media had at the weekend published a picture taken by state media showing 10 pirates lying face down, hands tied behind their back on the red deck of the Russian ship.
A top naval official also told Kommersant that the Russian navy had originally planned to accompany the pirates to within 20km of the shore but the offer of escort was turned down.
But Somalia's ambassador to Moscow Mohammed Handule denied that the Russian navy had acted improperly in the affair.
"Not one Somali or the government of our country sees Russia as being guilty in this. The Russian military showed they can act effectively so that not one crew member of the captured tanker was hurt."
"This is the most important thing," he said according to the ITAR-TASS news agency.
Russian shipping expert Mikhail Voitenko said reports about the pirates being set free in a boat could just be covering the possibility they had all been killed in the raid to free the Moscow University.
"I think this is linked to the fact nobody released the pirates and they were killed in the operation," Voitenko, editor of the Maritime Bulletin, told Moscow Echo radio.
"Then someone had the not very intelligent idea 'Let's pretend that they were released in the middle of the ocean hundreds of miles from the shore without any navigational aids'."
After the tanker was recaptured, officials had also sent conflicting signals about the future of the pirates.
Russia's investigative committee of prosecutors had said steps were being taken to bring the pirates to Moscow to face charges but later backtracked, saying that this was not being discussed.
The episode is the latest high-seas intrigue involving Russia, after the disappearance last year of the Maltese-flagged Arctic Sea ship which some reports said was carrying an illicit Russian arms cargo for Iran.
Russia denied the charges and arrested eight "pirates" who it said had hijacked the vessel.
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Impressive, innit, how the 'human rights activist' claims hanging from the yardarm would've been "more humane"?
Captured Somali pirates 'dead' - Russia
Captured Somali pirates 'dead' - Russia
* From: AFP
* May 12, 2010 12:48AM
A GROUP of Somali pirates captured by the Russian navy in the Gulf of Aden and then set free in a boat are most probably dead after failing to reach the shore, a Russian defence source said.
The 10 pirates were captured last week after seizing a Russian oil tanker but were then unexpectedly released, with Russian officials saying there was insufficient legal basis to keep them in detention.
"According to the latest information, the pirates who seized the Moscow University oil tanker failed to reach the shore. Evidently, they have all died," the high-ranking source was quoted as saying by all Russia's official news agencies.
The source said that radio signals from the boat stopped just one hour after it had been set free by the Russian navy.
No details were given over the manner in which they could have lost their lives.
Reports have said that after their release the Russian navy put the pirates in a boat 550km offshore, removing all weaponry and navigational equipment from the vessel.
"It would have been more humane to have hung them up from the yardarm," a rights activist, whose name was not given, told the Kommersant daily at the weekend.
Marines from the Russian destroyer Marshal Shaposhnikov freed the tanker from the pirate's grasp in a dawn operation last week hailed as exemplary by Russian defence experts and officials.
President Dmitry Medvedev said the raid was "sharp, professional and quick" and ordered medals for all those involved in the rescue.
The fate of the pirates had been a mystery.
Media had at the weekend published a picture taken by state media showing 10 pirates lying face down, hands tied behind their back on the red deck of the Russian ship.
A top naval official also told Kommersant that the Russian navy had originally planned to accompany the pirates to within 20km of the shore but the offer of escort was turned down.
But Somalia's ambassador to Moscow Mohammed Handule denied that the Russian navy had acted improperly in the affair.
"Not one Somali or the government of our country sees Russia as being guilty in this. The Russian military showed they can act effectively so that not one crew member of the captured tanker was hurt."
"This is the most important thing," he said according to the ITAR-TASS news agency.
Russian shipping expert Mikhail Voitenko said reports about the pirates being set free in a boat could just be covering the possibility they had all been killed in the raid to free the Moscow University.
"I think this is linked to the fact nobody released the pirates and they were killed in the operation," Voitenko, editor of the Maritime Bulletin, told Moscow Echo radio.
"Then someone had the not very intelligent idea 'Let's pretend that they were released in the middle of the ocean hundreds of miles from the shore without any navigational aids'."
After the tanker was recaptured, officials had also sent conflicting signals about the future of the pirates.
Russia's investigative committee of prosecutors had said steps were being taken to bring the pirates to Moscow to face charges but later backtracked, saying that this was not being discussed.
The episode is the latest high-seas intrigue involving Russia, after the disappearance last year of the Maltese-flagged Arctic Sea ship which some reports said was carrying an illicit Russian arms cargo for Iran.
Russia denied the charges and arrested eight "pirates" who it said had hijacked the vessel.
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Monday, May 10, 2010
I was ready to go 'Golden Flounce' today ................................
Walgreen's down here has clinics IN the stores - presumably, to offer care/vaccinations that one's doc doesn't carry all the time - MY doc gave me a scrip for the Zostavax vaccine {for shingles} - WALGREEN'S "policy" is to offer it ONLY to people over 60 - the FDA recommends people 60 & over get it - but it's APPROVED for people age 18 & over - soooooo, back to the doctors' office, to have THEM order it {it's frozen, so that places restrictions on storage} & administer it to me ..................... I've ABOUT had enough of this 'nanny-state' crap - I'm an adult full-grown, MY DOCTOR decided this was a good choice for me, and the idea of spending the next SEVEN YEARS waiting to be 'old enough' to receive a vaccine that will a) help preclude the agony of the post-herpetic neuralgia, and b) preclude my having to overuse medications such as Valtrex {and causing the same problems with anti-virals that we're experiencing with antibiotics, ie, causing the 'bugs' to develop immunity TO the meds} is enough to pi$$ off the Pope ..................... not only did my doc PRESCRIBE it, our insurance COVERS it - so, my question becomes, who the HELL does Walgreen's think they are, to deny this service?

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Sunday, May 9, 2010
Friday night before payday @ ANY USMC 'slop-chute' ...........................
From Theo Spark ................... 'Slop-Chute' is the term for the clubs on base that serve adult beverages .................. I've SEEN Marines like this! {MAY have been one on occasion} ;-) ;-)
Video: Jungle Alcohol
This is a real video from a French documentary about Africa .
There are trees that grow in Africa which, once a year,
produce very juicy fruits that contain a large percentage of alcohol. Because there is a shortage of water, as soon as the fruits are ripe, animals come there to help protect themselves from the heat. What happens next, you can watch for yourselves.
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Video: Jungle Alcohol
This is a real video from a French documentary about Africa .
There are trees that grow in Africa which, once a year,
produce very juicy fruits that contain a large percentage of alcohol. Because there is a shortage of water, as soon as the fruits are ripe, animals come there to help protect themselves from the heat. What happens next, you can watch for yourselves.
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Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Hmmmm, any doubts this is real?
In case you can't read the sign {sorry, don't know how to "embiggen" as HillBuzz says}, the sign reads:
Give us FREE
health care
jobs - no taxes
house
food
you OWE us America!
We will shoot
more police in
Arizona until
we get free!
Ye-eah, I'm not so sure but that this is a 'shoot oneself in the foot' moment .................................
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Give us FREE
health care
jobs - no taxes
house
food
you OWE us America!
We will shoot
more police in
Arizona until
we get free!
Ye-eah, I'm not so sure but that this is a 'shoot oneself in the foot' moment .................................
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You have two families: "Joe Legal" and "Jose Illegal".
Both families have two parents, two children, and live in California.
Joe Legal works in construction, has a Social Security Number and makes $25.00 per hour with taxes deducted.
Jose Illegal also works in construction, has NO Social Security Number, and gets paid $15.00 cash "under the table".
Ready? Now pay attention....
Joe Legal: $25.00 per hour x 40 hours = $1000.00 per week, or $52,000.00 per year. Now take 30% away for state and federal tax; Joe Legal now has $31,231.00.
Jose Illegal: $15.00 per hour x 40 hours = $600.00 per week, or $31,200.00 per year. Jose Illegal pays no taxes. Jose Illegal now has $31,200.00.
Joe Legal pays medical and dental insurance with limited coverage for his family at $600.00 per month, or $7,200.00 per year. Joe Legal now has $24,031.00.
Jose Illegal has full medical and dental coverage through the state and local clinics at a cost of $0.00 per year. Jose Illegal still has $31,200.00.
Joe Legal makes too much money and is not eligible for food stamps or Welfare. Joe Legal pays $500.00 per month for food, or $6,000.00 per year. Joe Legal now has $18,031.00.
Jose Illegal has no documented income and is eligible for food stamps and welfare. Jose Illegal still has $31,200.00.
Joe Legal pays rent of $1,200.00 per month, or $14,400.00 per year. Joe Legal now has $9,631.00.
Jose Illegal receives a $500.00 per month federal rent subsidy. Jose Illegal pays out that $500.00 per month, or $6,000.00 per year. Jose Illegal still has $ 31,200.00.
Joe Legal pays $200.00 per month, or $2,400.00 for insurance. Joe Legal now has $7,231.00.
Jose Illegal says, "We don't need no stinkin' insurance!" and still has $31,200..00.
Joe Legal has to make his $7,231.00 stretch to pay utilities, gasoline, Etc.
Jose Illegal has to make his $31,200.00 stretch to pay utilities, gasoline, and what he sends out of the country every month.
Joe Legal now works overtime on Saturdays or gets a part time job after work.
Jose Illegal has nights and weekends off to enjoy with his family.
Joe Legal's and Jose Illegal's children both attend the same school. Joe Legal pays for his children's lunches while Jose Illegal's children get a government sponsored lunch. Jose Illegal's children have an after School ESL program. Joe Legal's children go home.
Joe Legal and Jose Illegal both enjoy the same police and fire services, but Joe paid for them and Jose did not pay.
Jose with his free tax payer entitlements makes $65,000.00 a year!
Do you get it, now?
If you vote for or support any politician that supports illegal Aliens... You are part of the problem!
It's way PAST time to take a stand for America and Americans!
What are you waiting for? ..
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Ohhh, "Anonymous"?
You can kiss my original EGA tattoo - you'd probably be more comfortable among the 'Obots' @ HuffPo or other "progressive" outlets - obviously, you believe in "The Won's" message of 'hopenchange' - keep drinking that KoolAid ....................................
Note to others - "Anonymous", in addition to hiding behind his/her keyboard, admonished me that I should be 'ashamed' for posting a great article by Jenn Q. Public - and, just for the record, my original EGA is on my left hip, in back ..............................
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Note to others - "Anonymous", in addition to hiding behind his/her keyboard, admonished me that I should be 'ashamed' for posting a great article by Jenn Q. Public - and, just for the record, my original EGA is on my left hip, in back ..............................
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Thursday, April 15, 2010
WOOHOO!!! Aldo's here!!
One of our best friends in Monterrey is now in the Houston area, teaching & playing in a band - we're gonna go see him perform 23 April, if not sooner {depending on his schedule} - Aldo is an intelligent, infinitely talented young man, who is an asset wherever he is ......................... I'm doin' a HAPPY DANCE!!
And, yes, there MAY be pictures from the show ..................................
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And, yes, there MAY be pictures from the show ..................................
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Sunday, April 4, 2010
Now, I've no great admiration for Ted Turner ...............................
I believe grown men playing at 'radical chic' is rather pathetic; THAT said, I have to give the devil his due, in that Turner's TCM channel is THE ONLY ONE I can find that recognizes some folks might prefer movies that celebrate their faith on Easter Sunday - as a child of the 60's & 70's, I find it sad that not ONE purveyor of 'entertainment' is willing to show Jesus Christ Superstar, for example, much less The Passion of the Christ - guess the whole idea of Christianity is just too damn inflammatory ................................... and yes, I realize that Turner probably doesn't make a lot of day-to-day decisions re: programming, but I'd be my bottom dollar that he's well-aware of his staff's choices ................................

see more Lolcats and funny pictures
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see more Lolcats and funny pictures
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Thursday, April 1, 2010
GREAT article by Jenn Q. Public ...................................
http://www.newsrealblog.com/2010/04/01/the-rape-of-lady-liberty/
On the Rape of Lady Liberty ................................................
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On the Rape of Lady Liberty ................................................
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Monday, March 29, 2010
For those who can't make the trip to Washington DC April 15 .......................
you can join the Online Tax Revolt - if you believe we are MORE than Taxed Enough Already, jump onboard the 'virtual' bandwagon ...................
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Sunday, March 28, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
From a retired Mustang Captain ............................. ;-)
Let me get this straight......we're trying to pass a health care plan written by a committee whose chairman says he doesn't understand it, passed by a Congress that hasn't read it but exempts themselves from it, to be signed by a president that also hasn't read it and who smokes, with funding administered by a treasury chief who didn't pay his taxes, all to be overseen by a surgeon general who is obese, and financed by a country that's broke.
What could possibly go wrong????
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What could possibly go wrong????
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Thursday, March 18, 2010
Via Eternity Road, via Crusader Rabbit ...................................
if anyone else views the census this time around as a complete boondoggle & invasion of privacy, here's a link to a recommended, LEGAL response ........................
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From my Colonel .............................. ;-)
LATE NIGHT TALK SHOW HOSTS' COMMENTS ON OBAMA...
Liberals are asking us to give Obama time. We agree and think 25 to life would be appropriate. America needs Obama-care like Nancy Pelosi needs a Halloween mask. -Leno
Q: Have you heard about McDonald's' new Obama Value Meal?
A: Order anything you like and the guy behind you has to pay for it. -O'Brien
Q: What does Barack Obama call lunch with a convicted felon?
A: A fund raiser. -Leno
Q: What's the difference between Obama's cabinet and a penitentiary?
A: One is filled with tax evaders, blackmailers and threats to society. The other is for housing prisoners. -Letterman
Q: If Nancy Pelosi and Obama were on a boat in the middle of the ocean and it started to sink, who would be saved?
A: America ! -Fallon
Q: What's the difference between Obama and his dog, Bo?
A: Bo has papers. -Kimmel
Q: What was the most positive result of the "Cash for clunkers" program?
A: It took 95% of the Obama bumper stickers off the road. -Letterman
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The Dinner Roll ..
Once upon a time I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President.
I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips for computers and portable electronics.
There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a FREE country. There's nothing that the government can do to me if I've broken no laws. My wealth was EARNED honestly, and an invitation to dinner with an American President is an honor.
I checked my coat, was greeted by the Chief of Staff, and joined the President in a yellow dining room.
We sat across from each other at a table draped in white linen. The Great Seal was embossed on the china. Uniformed staff served our dinner.
The meal was served, and I was startled when my waiter suddenly reached out, plucked a dinner roll off my plate and began nibbling it as he walked back to the kitchen..
"Sorry 'bout that," said the President. "Andrew is very hungry."
"I don't appreciate..." I began, but as I looked into the calm brown eyes across from me, I felt immediately guilty and petty. It was just a dinner roll. "Of course," I concluded, and reached for my glass.
Before I could, however, another waiter reached forward, took the glass away and swallowed the wine in a single gulp. "And his brother, Eric, is very thirsty," said the President.
I didn't say anything. The President is testing my compassion, I thought. I withheld my comments and decided to play along. I don't want to seem unkind..
My plate was whisked away before I had tasted a bite.
"Eric's children are also quite hungry."
With a lurch, I crashed to the floor. My chair had been pulled out from under me.
I stood, brushing myself off angrily, and watched as it was carried from the room.
And their grandmother can't stand for long."
I excused myself, smiling outwardly, but inside feeling like a fool. Obviously I had been invited to the White House to be sport for some game. I reached for my coat, to find that it had been taken.
I turned back to the President.
"Their grandfather doesn't like the cold."
I wanted to shout, "that was my coat!" But again, I looked at the placid smiling face of my host and decided I was being a poor sport.
I spread my hands helplessly and chuckled.
Then I felt my hip pocket and realized my wallet was gone. I excused myself and walked to a phone on an elegant side table.
I learned shortly that my credit cards had been maxed out, my bank accounts emptied, my retirement and equity portfolios had vanished, and my wife had been thrown out of our home.
Apparently, the waiters and their families were moving in. The President hadn't moved or spoken as I learned all this, but finally I lowered the phone into its cradle and turned to face him.
"Andrew's whole family has made bad financial decisions. They haven't planned for retirement and they need a house. They recently defaulted on a subprime mortgage. I told them they could have your home. They need it more than you do."
My hands were shaking. I felt faint I stumbled back to the table and knelt on the floor.
The President cheerfully cut his meat, ate his steak, and drank his wine. I lowered my eyes and stared at the small grey circles on the tablecloth that were water drops.
"By the way," he added, "I have just signed an Executive Order nationalizing your factories.
I'm firing you as head of your business. I'll be operating the firm now for the benefit of all mankind.
There's a whole bunch of Erics and Andrews out there and they can't come to you for jobs groveling like beggars...we need to spread YOUR wealth around..."
I looked up. The President dropped his spoon into the empty ramekin which had been his crème Brule.
He drained the last drops of his wine. As the table was cleared, he lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair.
He stared at me. I clung to the edge of the table as if it were a ledge and I were a man hanging over an abyss.
I thought of the years behind me, of the life I had lived. The life I had earned with a lifetime of work, risk and struggle.
Why was I punished? How had I allowed it to be taken? What game had I played and lost? I looked across the table and noticed with some surprise that there was no game board between us.
What had I done wrong?
As if answering the unspoken thought, President Obama suddenly cocked his head, locked his empty eyes to mine, and bared a million teeth, chuckling wryly as he folded his hands.
"You should have stopped me at the dinner roll," he said.
WAKE UP AMERICA!!!
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Liberals are asking us to give Obama time. We agree and think 25 to life would be appropriate. America needs Obama-care like Nancy Pelosi needs a Halloween mask. -Leno
Q: Have you heard about McDonald's' new Obama Value Meal?
A: Order anything you like and the guy behind you has to pay for it. -O'Brien
Q: What does Barack Obama call lunch with a convicted felon?
A: A fund raiser. -Leno
Q: What's the difference between Obama's cabinet and a penitentiary?
A: One is filled with tax evaders, blackmailers and threats to society. The other is for housing prisoners. -Letterman
Q: If Nancy Pelosi and Obama were on a boat in the middle of the ocean and it started to sink, who would be saved?
A: America ! -Fallon
Q: What's the difference between Obama and his dog, Bo?
A: Bo has papers. -Kimmel
Q: What was the most positive result of the "Cash for clunkers" program?
A: It took 95% of the Obama bumper stickers off the road. -Letterman
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The Dinner Roll ..
Once upon a time I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President.
I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips for computers and portable electronics.
There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a FREE country. There's nothing that the government can do to me if I've broken no laws. My wealth was EARNED honestly, and an invitation to dinner with an American President is an honor.
I checked my coat, was greeted by the Chief of Staff, and joined the President in a yellow dining room.
We sat across from each other at a table draped in white linen. The Great Seal was embossed on the china. Uniformed staff served our dinner.
The meal was served, and I was startled when my waiter suddenly reached out, plucked a dinner roll off my plate and began nibbling it as he walked back to the kitchen..
"Sorry 'bout that," said the President. "Andrew is very hungry."
"I don't appreciate..." I began, but as I looked into the calm brown eyes across from me, I felt immediately guilty and petty. It was just a dinner roll. "Of course," I concluded, and reached for my glass.
Before I could, however, another waiter reached forward, took the glass away and swallowed the wine in a single gulp. "And his brother, Eric, is very thirsty," said the President.
I didn't say anything. The President is testing my compassion, I thought. I withheld my comments and decided to play along. I don't want to seem unkind..
My plate was whisked away before I had tasted a bite.
"Eric's children are also quite hungry."
With a lurch, I crashed to the floor. My chair had been pulled out from under me.
I stood, brushing myself off angrily, and watched as it was carried from the room.
And their grandmother can't stand for long."
I excused myself, smiling outwardly, but inside feeling like a fool. Obviously I had been invited to the White House to be sport for some game. I reached for my coat, to find that it had been taken.
I turned back to the President.
"Their grandfather doesn't like the cold."
I wanted to shout, "that was my coat!" But again, I looked at the placid smiling face of my host and decided I was being a poor sport.
I spread my hands helplessly and chuckled.
Then I felt my hip pocket and realized my wallet was gone. I excused myself and walked to a phone on an elegant side table.
I learned shortly that my credit cards had been maxed out, my bank accounts emptied, my retirement and equity portfolios had vanished, and my wife had been thrown out of our home.
Apparently, the waiters and their families were moving in. The President hadn't moved or spoken as I learned all this, but finally I lowered the phone into its cradle and turned to face him.
"Andrew's whole family has made bad financial decisions. They haven't planned for retirement and they need a house. They recently defaulted on a subprime mortgage. I told them they could have your home. They need it more than you do."
My hands were shaking. I felt faint I stumbled back to the table and knelt on the floor.
The President cheerfully cut his meat, ate his steak, and drank his wine. I lowered my eyes and stared at the small grey circles on the tablecloth that were water drops.
"By the way," he added, "I have just signed an Executive Order nationalizing your factories.
I'm firing you as head of your business. I'll be operating the firm now for the benefit of all mankind.
There's a whole bunch of Erics and Andrews out there and they can't come to you for jobs groveling like beggars...we need to spread YOUR wealth around..."
I looked up. The President dropped his spoon into the empty ramekin which had been his crème Brule.
He drained the last drops of his wine. As the table was cleared, he lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair.
He stared at me. I clung to the edge of the table as if it were a ledge and I were a man hanging over an abyss.
I thought of the years behind me, of the life I had lived. The life I had earned with a lifetime of work, risk and struggle.
Why was I punished? How had I allowed it to be taken? What game had I played and lost? I looked across the table and noticed with some surprise that there was no game board between us.
What had I done wrong?
As if answering the unspoken thought, President Obama suddenly cocked his head, locked his empty eyes to mine, and bared a million teeth, chuckling wryly as he folded his hands.
"You should have stopped me at the dinner roll," he said.
WAKE UP AMERICA!!!
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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
From my beloved Radar Rick ................................... ;-)
A cowboy from Texas attends a social function where Barack Obama
is trying to gather support for his Health Plan. Once he discovers the cowboy is from President Bush's home area, he starts to belittle him by talking in a southern drawl and single syllable words.
As he was doing that, he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head. The cowboy says, "Y'all havin' some problem with them circle flies?"
Obama stopped talking and said, "Well, yes, if that's what they're called, but I've never heard of circle flies."
"Well, sir," the cowboy replies, "Circle flies hang around ranches. They're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse."
"Oh," Obama replies as he goes back to rambling. But, a moment later he stops and bluntly asks, "Are you calling me a horse's ass?"
"No, sir," the cowboy replies, "I have too much respect for the citizens of this country to call their president a horse's ass."
"That's a good thing," Obama responds and begins rambling on once more.
After a long pause, the cowboy, in his best Texas drawl says, "Hard to fool them flies, though."
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is trying to gather support for his Health Plan. Once he discovers the cowboy is from President Bush's home area, he starts to belittle him by talking in a southern drawl and single syllable words.
As he was doing that, he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head. The cowboy says, "Y'all havin' some problem with them circle flies?"
Obama stopped talking and said, "Well, yes, if that's what they're called, but I've never heard of circle flies."
"Well, sir," the cowboy replies, "Circle flies hang around ranches. They're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse."
"Oh," Obama replies as he goes back to rambling. But, a moment later he stops and bluntly asks, "Are you calling me a horse's ass?"
"No, sir," the cowboy replies, "I have too much respect for the citizens of this country to call their president a horse's ass."
"That's a good thing," Obama responds and begins rambling on once more.
After a long pause, the cowboy, in his best Texas drawl says, "Hard to fool them flies, though."
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Took some liberties with the song "See You in September" .........................
maybe most of the CongressCritters & Senators will get the message? ;-)
See You In November
I'll watch the news each and every night
While you're at play, don't forget to write
Bye-bye, so long, farewell
Bye-bye, so long
See you in November
See you when the autumn's through
Here we are (bye, baby, goodbye)
Saying goodbye at vote places (bye, baby, goodbye)
We're so sick of all your faces (bye, baby bye, baby)
We're voting you away (bye, baby, goodbye)
Have a good time but remember
There is danger in Obama's plan above
Will I see you in November
Will you lose me to a "power" love
(counting the days 'til the end of you)
(counting the hours and the minutes, too)
Bye, baby, goodbye
Bye, baby, goodbye
Bye, baby, goodbye (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
Bye, baby, goodbye (bye-bye, so long)
Have a good time but remember
There is danger in Obama's plan above
Will I see you in November
Will you lose me to a "power" love
(I'll watch the news each and every night)
(While you're away, don't forget to write)
See you (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
In November (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
I'm hopin' I'll
See you (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
In November (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
Well, maybe I'll
See you (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
In November (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
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See You In November
I'll watch the news each and every night
While you're at play, don't forget to write
Bye-bye, so long, farewell
Bye-bye, so long
See you in November
See you when the autumn's through
Here we are (bye, baby, goodbye)
Saying goodbye at vote places (bye, baby, goodbye)
We're so sick of all your faces (bye, baby bye, baby)
We're voting you away (bye, baby, goodbye)
Have a good time but remember
There is danger in Obama's plan above
Will I see you in November
Will you lose me to a "power" love
(counting the days 'til the end of you)
(counting the hours and the minutes, too)
Bye, baby, goodbye
Bye, baby, goodbye
Bye, baby, goodbye (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
Bye, baby, goodbye (bye-bye, so long)
Have a good time but remember
There is danger in Obama's plan above
Will I see you in November
Will you lose me to a "power" love
(I'll watch the news each and every night)
(While you're away, don't forget to write)
See you (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
In November (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
I'm hopin' I'll
See you (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
In November (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
Well, maybe I'll
See you (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
In November (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
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From my LtCol ....................................... ;-) ;-)
Sometimes it DOES take a Rocket Scientist!! (True Story)
Scientists at NASA built a gun specifically to launch standard 4 pound dead chickens at the windshields of airliners, military jets and the space shuttle, all traveling at maximum velocity. The idea is to simulate the frequent incidents of collisions with airborne fowl to test the strength of the windshields.
British engineers heard about the gun and were eager to test it on the windshields of their new high speed trains. Arrangements were made, and a gun was sent to the British engineers. When the gun was fired, the engineers stood shocked as the chicken hurled out of the barrel, crashed into the shatterproof shield, smashed it to smithereens, blasted through the control console, snapped the engineer's back-rest in two, and embedded itself in the back wall of the cabin, like an arrow shot from a bow.
The horrified Brits sent NASA the disastrous results of the
experiment, along with the designs of the windshield and begged the US scientists for suggestions.
You're gonna love this...
NASA responded with a one-line memo -- "Defrost the chicken." (True Story)
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Scientists at NASA built a gun specifically to launch standard 4 pound dead chickens at the windshields of airliners, military jets and the space shuttle, all traveling at maximum velocity. The idea is to simulate the frequent incidents of collisions with airborne fowl to test the strength of the windshields.
British engineers heard about the gun and were eager to test it on the windshields of their new high speed trains. Arrangements were made, and a gun was sent to the British engineers. When the gun was fired, the engineers stood shocked as the chicken hurled out of the barrel, crashed into the shatterproof shield, smashed it to smithereens, blasted through the control console, snapped the engineer's back-rest in two, and embedded itself in the back wall of the cabin, like an arrow shot from a bow.
The horrified Brits sent NASA the disastrous results of the
experiment, along with the designs of the windshield and begged the US scientists for suggestions.
You're gonna love this...
NASA responded with a one-line memo -- "Defrost the chicken." (True Story)
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Friday, March 5, 2010
The MOST I ever watched 'SNL' .............................
was occasionally in my younger days - I liked the original Not Ready for Prime Time Players - but Victoria Jackson knocks THIS one out of the park:
Via WorldNet Daily
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Via WorldNet Daily
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Monday, March 1, 2010
'Nother from my LtCol ................................... ;-)
Thought of the day:
Women are Angels...
And when someone breaks our wings...
We simply continue to fly.......on a broomstick...
We are flexible...
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Women are Angels...
And when someone breaks our wings...
We simply continue to fly.......on a broomstick...
We are flexible...
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From my LtCol ..................................... Obambi at the Bat
Via Pajamas Media ....................
Thanks to Ernest Thayer for the original:
Casey at the Bat
by Ernest Lawrence Thayer ©
Published: The Examiner (06-03-1888)
The Outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at that -
We'd put up even money, now, with Casey at the bat.
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.
But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despis-ed, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and the men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third.
Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.
There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey's face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.
Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt.
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped-
"That ain't my style," said Casey. "Strike one," the umpire said.
From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore.
"Kill him! Kill the umpire!" shouted someone on the stand;
And its likely they'd a-killed him had not Casey raised his hand.
With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Casey still ignored it, and the umpire said, "Strike two."
"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain,
And they knew that Casey wouldn't let that ball go by again.
The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey's blow.
Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville - mighty Casey has struck out.
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Thanks to Ernest Thayer for the original:
Casey at the Bat
by Ernest Lawrence Thayer ©
Published: The Examiner (06-03-1888)
The Outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at that -
We'd put up even money, now, with Casey at the bat.
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.
But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despis-ed, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and the men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third.
Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.
There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey's face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.
Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt.
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped-
"That ain't my style," said Casey. "Strike one," the umpire said.
From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore.
"Kill him! Kill the umpire!" shouted someone on the stand;
And its likely they'd a-killed him had not Casey raised his hand.
With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Casey still ignored it, and the umpire said, "Strike two."
"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain,
And they knew that Casey wouldn't let that ball go by again.
The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey's blow.
Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville - mighty Casey has struck out.
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Saturday, February 27, 2010
From my LtCol ......................................... WARNING FOR WOMEN RE: MIs
Ladies, this is worth the time to read if you have not gotten this e-mail before. I've received lots of "pass this on to your friends" emails recently and I've decided to only send on ones that I really think will be helpful! So—here goes…
NURSE'S HEART ATTACK EXPERIENCE
I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard. Please read, pay attention, and send it on! Diane K. in AZ. I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is the best description I've ever read.
Women and heart attacks (Myocardial infarction). Did you know that women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have when experiencing heart attack . you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor that we see in the movies. Here is the story of one woman's experience with a heart attack.
'I had a heart attack at about 10 :30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might've brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, 'A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up.
A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you've been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you've swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn't have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation---the only trou ble was that I hadn't taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasming), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR).
This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. 'AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening -- we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven't we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I'm having a heart attack!
I lowered the footrest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn't be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else ... but, on the other hand, if I don't, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in moment.
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics .... I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn't feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to unbolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in.
I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don't remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the Cardiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like 'Have you taken any medications?') but I couldn't make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.
'I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions a t home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the Paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St. Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stints.
'Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.'
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body not the usual men's symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my stern um and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn't know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they'll feel better in the morning when they wake up ... which doesn't happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you've not felt before. It is better to have a 'false alarm' visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be!
2. Note that I said 'Call the Paramedics.' And if you can, take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what's happening with you instead of the road.
Do NOT call your doctor -- he doesn't know where you live and if it's at night you won't reach him anyway, and if it's daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn't carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later.
3. Don't assume it couldn't be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it's unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive.
A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this mail sends it to 10 people, you can be sure that we'll save at least one life.
**Please be a true friend and send this article to all your friends (male & female) you care about!**
NURSE'S HEART ATTACK EXPERIENCE
I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard. Please read, pay attention, and send it on! Diane K. in AZ. I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is the best description I've ever read.
Women and heart attacks (Myocardial infarction). Did you know that women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have when experiencing heart attack . you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor that we see in the movies. Here is the story of one woman's experience with a heart attack.
'I had a heart attack at about 10 :30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might've brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, 'A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up.
A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you've been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you've swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn't have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation---the only trou ble was that I hadn't taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasming), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR).
This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. 'AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening -- we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven't we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I'm having a heart attack!
I lowered the footrest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn't be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else ... but, on the other hand, if I don't, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in moment.
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics .... I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn't feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to unbolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in.
I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don't remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the Cardiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like 'Have you taken any medications?') but I couldn't make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.
'I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions a t home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the Paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St. Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stints.
'Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.'
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body not the usual men's symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my stern um and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn't know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they'll feel better in the morning when they wake up ... which doesn't happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you've not felt before. It is better to have a 'false alarm' visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be!
2. Note that I said 'Call the Paramedics.' And if you can, take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what's happening with you instead of the road.
Do NOT call your doctor -- he doesn't know where you live and if it's at night you won't reach him anyway, and if it's daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn't carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later.
3. Don't assume it couldn't be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it's unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive.
A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this mail sends it to 10 people, you can be sure that we'll save at least one life.
**Please be a true friend and send this article to all your friends (male & female) you care about!**
Thursday, February 25, 2010
From a retired Mustang Captain ............................. ;-)
WHY ATHLETES CAN'T HAVE REGULAR JOBS
To:
WHY ATHLETES CAN'T HAVE REGULAR JOBS....AND SHOULD NOT RUN FOR PUBLIC OFFICE
1. Chicago Cubs outfielder Andre Dawson on being a role model: "I wan' all dem kids to do what I do, to look up to me. I wan' all the kids to copulate me."
2. New Orleans Saint RB George Rogers when asked about the upcoming season: "I want to rush for 1,000 or 1,500 yards, whichever comes first."
3. And, upon hearing Joe Jacobi of the 'Skin's say: "I'd run over my own mother to win the Super Bowl," Matt Millen of the Raiders said: "To win, I'd run over Joe's Mom, too."
4. Torrin Polk, University of Houston receiver, on his coach, John Jenkins: "He treats us like men. He lets us wear earrings.."
5. Football commentator and former player Joe Theismann: "Nobody in football should be called a genius. A genius is a guy like Norman Einstein."
6. Senior basketball player at the University of Pittsburgh: "I'm going to graduate on time, no matter how long it takes." (Now that is beautiful)
7. Bill Peterson, a Florida State football coach: "You guys line up alphabetically by height..." And, "You guys pair up in groups of three, and then line up in a circle."
8. Boxing promoter Dan Duva on Mike Tyson going to prison: "Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton ."
9. Stu Grimson, Chicago Blackhawks left wing, explaining why he keeps a color photo of himself above his locker: "That's so when I forget how to spell my name, I can still find my clothes."
10. Lou Duva, veteran boxing trainer, on the Spartan training regime of heavyweight Andrew Golota: "He's a guy who gets up at six o'clock in the morning, regardless of what time it is."
11. Chuck Nevitt, North Carolina State basketball player, explaining to Coach Jim Valvano why he appeared nervous at practice: "My sister's expecting a baby, and I don't know if I'm going to be an uncle or an aunt." (I wonder if his IQ ever hit room temperature in January?)
12. Frank Layden , Utah Jazz president, on a former player: "I told him, 'Son, what is it with you? Is it ignorance or apathy?' He said, "Coach, I don't know and I don't care.'
13. Shelby Metcalf, basketball coach at Texas A&M, recounting what he told a player who received four F's and one D: "Son, looks to me like you're spendin too much time on one subject."
14. In the words of NC State great Charles Shackelford: "I can go to my left or right, I am amphibious."
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To:
WHY ATHLETES CAN'T HAVE REGULAR JOBS....AND SHOULD NOT RUN FOR PUBLIC OFFICE
1. Chicago Cubs outfielder Andre Dawson on being a role model: "I wan' all dem kids to do what I do, to look up to me. I wan' all the kids to copulate me."
2. New Orleans Saint RB George Rogers when asked about the upcoming season: "I want to rush for 1,000 or 1,500 yards, whichever comes first."
3. And, upon hearing Joe Jacobi of the 'Skin's say: "I'd run over my own mother to win the Super Bowl," Matt Millen of the Raiders said: "To win, I'd run over Joe's Mom, too."
4. Torrin Polk, University of Houston receiver, on his coach, John Jenkins: "He treats us like men. He lets us wear earrings.."
5. Football commentator and former player Joe Theismann: "Nobody in football should be called a genius. A genius is a guy like Norman Einstein."
6. Senior basketball player at the University of Pittsburgh: "I'm going to graduate on time, no matter how long it takes." (Now that is beautiful)
7. Bill Peterson, a Florida State football coach: "You guys line up alphabetically by height..." And, "You guys pair up in groups of three, and then line up in a circle."
8. Boxing promoter Dan Duva on Mike Tyson going to prison: "Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton ."
9. Stu Grimson, Chicago Blackhawks left wing, explaining why he keeps a color photo of himself above his locker: "That's so when I forget how to spell my name, I can still find my clothes."
10. Lou Duva, veteran boxing trainer, on the Spartan training regime of heavyweight Andrew Golota: "He's a guy who gets up at six o'clock in the morning, regardless of what time it is."
11. Chuck Nevitt, North Carolina State basketball player, explaining to Coach Jim Valvano why he appeared nervous at practice: "My sister's expecting a baby, and I don't know if I'm going to be an uncle or an aunt." (I wonder if his IQ ever hit room temperature in January?)
12. Frank Layden , Utah Jazz president, on a former player: "I told him, 'Son, what is it with you? Is it ignorance or apathy?' He said, "Coach, I don't know and I don't care.'
13. Shelby Metcalf, basketball coach at Texas A&M, recounting what he told a player who received four F's and one D: "Son, looks to me like you're spendin too much time on one subject."
14. In the words of NC State great Charles Shackelford: "I can go to my left or right, I am amphibious."
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Wednesday, February 24, 2010
;-) Seems "we're" getting under the skin of commenters ............................
such as Hugo Rifkind, per James Delingpole -
“I’m not saying anyone who ever posts an internet comment is nuts….” it’s titled. Rifkind spends the rest of his essay, of course, saying pretty much exactly that.
As Crusader Rabbit says, "Take a bow!" ;-) ;-) ;-)
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“I’m not saying anyone who ever posts an internet comment is nuts….” it’s titled. Rifkind spends the rest of his essay, of course, saying pretty much exactly that.
As Crusader Rabbit says, "Take a bow!" ;-) ;-) ;-)
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Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
A long-time friend of ours just got back on eMail .................................
Friday, February 5, 2010
Best scene in a Western EVER ..................................................
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
In support of ...................................
Crusader Rabbit, via the gentlemen of HillBizz

“I refuse to accept my civil servants as my rulers”
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“I refuse to accept my civil servants as my rulers”
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Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
RainGirl died today .............................
I found her just over 3 years ago, in November, just before Thanksgiving - she was following her mom around, out in a cold drizzle. She was never what one would call a "healthy" cat, but she would improve, then get congested again, then improve. She'd been failing for about a week this time, just wanting to cuddle. I was holding her as she died today. As the FodGuy & our Progeny noted, she had a LOT more time, was always warm & fed, and KNEW she was loved - but it still hurts ...........................................
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Thursday, January 21, 2010
Some support, please ..................................
for the Gentlemen of HillBuzz ...................... as can be seen from this open letter, the SoroZombies & Kossacks have determined that 'the Boyz' are to be marginalized, if not eliminated, as voices of dissent from the socialist/obamunist/communitarian worldview ........................... I don't agree with 'the Boyz' on everything - matter of fact, I don't agree with anyone on "everything" - but I DO, with all my heart & soul, agree with them regarding love of this Nation. THEY DO *N*O*T* DESERVE the treatment they are receiving - and if there's any 'karmic balance' in this life, they will be recognized and appreciated for all they offer.
Semper Fi', Gentlemen of HillBuzz
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Semper Fi', Gentlemen of HillBuzz
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Saturday, January 16, 2010
The FDA has been Pwned!!!
A federal judge has ruled that they have NO AUTHORITY over eCigarettes!!
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
H/T Lewis Carroll




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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
H/T Lewis Carroll




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Friday, January 8, 2010
Difference between a LEADER & a "community organizer" ............................
Also, I notice that "America Rising" has been deleted - guess it was hitting too close to home? To quote a VERY dear friend, 22 year Marine ....................
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Sunday, January 3, 2010
Via HillBuzz, FINALLY found this @ Daily Motion .....................................
EVERY OTHER location {YouTube, etc.} is removing it .............................. guess they're getting their panties twisted by Obots .............................. as they say in Russia, "tough shitski, Dahlink!" ;-)
Thanks to KG of Crusader Rabbit for the repaired embed codes .................


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Thanks to KG of Crusader Rabbit for the repaired embed codes .................


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Thursday, December 31, 2009
Firecrackers goin' off already ............................................
@ 1841 CT {6:41 pm, for civilians 
}, which is a "Texas THANG" for New Year's ........................ the FodGuy is NOT working tonight {it woulda been himself & ONE other person}, so we're going to go up the road a bit to a little honky-tonk for a spell - if it's too crowded/loud/whatever, we'll just head on out to dinner somewhere .............................. so, to KG, Gecko, MK, Tiberius, Bayou Renaissance Man, the LawDog, the Gentlemen of HillBuzz, Old NFO, the folks @ iOwnTheWorld, any of my visitors from around the world, and any and all Brothers & Sisters in our beloved U.S. Military, a heartfelt "Semper Fi'", Hand Salute, and




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Wednesday, December 30, 2009
WOOOOOHOOOOOO!!! I done HIT THE BIGS!!!!
I received a thank you from iOwnTheWorld .......................... doin' a HAPPY DANCE!!




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Not only do I have some most-valued friendships via Crusader Rabbit, I also have a 'presence' at iOwnTheWorld ........................... life is GOOD!!
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Not only do I have some most-valued friendships via Crusader Rabbit, I also have a 'presence' at iOwnTheWorld ........................... life is GOOD!!
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Being a Sagittarius ........................................
according to astrologer Linda Goodman, I've a .................... tendency .................. to kinda be the personification of 'hope springing eternal', whether warranted or not .................. I HAVE my pessimistic moments, but rather like Finian McLonergan, I'm always thinking it'll be better when I get to the "hill beyond yon hill" {which yes, can be actual or metaphorical} .................... we're having a bit of a rough patch, but like the song below, we'll be fine ........................
Hey, maybe I'll dye my hair
Maybe I'll move somewhere
Maybe I'll get a car
Maybe I'll drive so far
They'll all lose track
Me, I'll bounce right back
Maybe I'll sleep real late
Maybe I'll lose some weight
Maybe I'll clear my junk
Maybe I'll just get drunk on apple wine
Me, I'll be just
Fine and Dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
I'll be fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow get me way down
Hey, maybe I'll learn to sew
Maybe I'll just lie low
Maybe I'll hit the bars
Maybe I'll count the stars until dawn
Me, I will go on
Maybe I'll settle down
Maybe I'll just leave town
Maybe I'll have some fun
Maybe I'll meet someone
And make him mine
Me, I'll be just
Fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting throung tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
I'll be fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
I'll be fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
'Cause I'll be fine
(I'll be fine)
Oh, I'll be fine
Whether your Christmas is grand or modest, I wish you all love & peace in your hearts ....................... and that you remember the 'reason for the Season' .......................


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Hey, maybe I'll dye my hair
Maybe I'll move somewhere
Maybe I'll get a car
Maybe I'll drive so far
They'll all lose track
Me, I'll bounce right back
Maybe I'll sleep real late
Maybe I'll lose some weight
Maybe I'll clear my junk
Maybe I'll just get drunk on apple wine
Me, I'll be just
Fine and Dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
I'll be fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow get me way down
Hey, maybe I'll learn to sew
Maybe I'll just lie low
Maybe I'll hit the bars
Maybe I'll count the stars until dawn
Me, I will go on
Maybe I'll settle down
Maybe I'll just leave town
Maybe I'll have some fun
Maybe I'll meet someone
And make him mine
Me, I'll be just
Fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting throung tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
I'll be fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
I'll be fine and dandy
Lord it's like a hard candy christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
'Cause I'll be fine
(I'll be fine)
Oh, I'll be fine
Whether your Christmas is grand or modest, I wish you all love & peace in your hearts ....................... and that you remember the 'reason for the Season' .......................


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Friday, December 18, 2009
Ray Stevens has been writing/performing humorous songs .......................
for YEARS {when I was in high school, his The Streak was VERY popular, as was streaking itself ;-) }
Now, he gives us We the People:
SING IT, BROTHER RAY!!!

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Now, he gives us We the People:
SING IT, BROTHER RAY!!!

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Sunday, December 13, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Via Theo Spark, BEST MARINE CORPS AD EVER!!
What makes this so great is, the vast majority of Marines I've had the privilege of knowing/associating with, are JUST like this - you'd think they're without hearts, always professional, NO room for emotion/kindness ...................... the look on that little boy's face kinda gives the lie to that, doesn't it?


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Some friends bust my chops about how "hard" I am ............................
on computer power supplies & hard drives - tonight, as a combination anniversary/Christmas present {this is just PART of his Christmas!}, the FodGuy tonight got a 32", 1080p, 16:9 aspect ratio LCD TV as a computer monitor ...................... then we went out to dinner - I was thinking he was planning it as my 'birthday dinner', since he'll be working on my birthday next week ..................... I'm not overly snobbish, but Golden Corral just ISN'T my idea of a 'birthday' place ........................


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Thursday, December 3, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
From the "if you SEE something, SAY something" files ....................................
couple of weeks ago, news report were that a flight was delayed, from Atlanta to Houston; WHAT WE WERE TOLD WAS, "a passenger" refused to end a cellphone call - OK, most folks gaff it off, figure he'd been too indulgent in the airport bar(s), & the flight crew, TSA, airport security would handle it, right? Seems that's not quite the full story .........................
From Old NFO, a report from a former U.S. Navy diver who was initially on the flight, before it left Atlanta.
THIS is the narrative of a Chaplain who got on the flight after most of the drama had occurred ..........................
Thank God there were people on the plane who weren't willing to "go quietly".
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UPDATE: I sent an eMail to The Atlanta Journal Constitution last night, calling them to task for glossing over this 'incident', which devolved into a snark-fest with their "evening news manager"; he went to Old NFO and responded to my comments there via eMail - apparently, he was too unsure of their 'reportage' to assert their veracity in an open forum. ANYhoo, I eMailed the Chaplain mentioned above, to thank him for his account - HE had just gotten off the phone with the AJC, and they were 'digging deeper'. SOOOOOO, thanks to "citizen advocacy" as opposed to "advocacy journalism", we MAY get the real story from the MSM, yet.
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From Old NFO, a report from a former U.S. Navy diver who was initially on the flight, before it left Atlanta.
THIS is the narrative of a Chaplain who got on the flight after most of the drama had occurred ..........................
Thank God there were people on the plane who weren't willing to "go quietly".
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UPDATE: I sent an eMail to The Atlanta Journal Constitution last night, calling them to task for glossing over this 'incident', which devolved into a snark-fest with their "evening news manager"; he went to Old NFO and responded to my comments there via eMail - apparently, he was too unsure of their 'reportage' to assert their veracity in an open forum. ANYhoo, I eMailed the Chaplain mentioned above, to thank him for his account - HE had just gotten off the phone with the AJC, and they were 'digging deeper'. SOOOOOO, thanks to "citizen advocacy" as opposed to "advocacy journalism", we MAY get the real story from the MSM, yet.
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