Hump Day
Lookie here, “Hump Day for a five day a week wage slave in Oklahoma” The weekend is just now appearing on the horizon. Hang in there Bucko, you are almost there.
Awhile back I wrote a piece on schools teaching our kids manners, common decency. Now an Oklahoma City Judge has stepped up to the plate on the same issues, by ordering an out of line local attorney to write a journal article on civility and conduct.
This really touches home with me, as I used to have to do this very same thing all of the time, except it was on a black board. Over and over, “I will not call Mr. Wilson a scum-bag,” even to this day, when I hear the word scum-bag, it brings a virtual flood of memories of dust, and that horrible raking sound your fingernails make on a black board.
Uh-yuk.
A local skateboarder was on trial, something to do with a dispute with an insurance company. The lawyer in question after saying to another attorney in the courtroom “be like a potted plant and sit quietly in the corner” was reprimanded by the judge. So now he has to answer for his offensive and unprofessional personal attacks. No wonder, I believe it should have been, “Why don’t you, be like a potted plant and sit quietly in the corner.”
But I am not a judge.
A Midwest City resident recently quoted in the paper on the English only issue, said that “I wish just one politician would stand up say that this is the will of the people and figure out the right thing to do. They’re disconnected from their constituents and need to be replaced.” But this is nothing new in Oklahoma, we vote in laws all the time around here that are virtually never enforced or actually put into effect.
Sixty-eight percent of the voting population of this state voted to abolish cock fighting but it still continues to this day. Even so far as legislator’s complaining that “the penalties are to severe and it should be reversed.”
In other words, “the voters don’t know what they are talking about.”
Immigration is the sincerest form of flattery. This is not sincere patriotism, it is economic’s, and it is not a heartfelt urge for Freedom and all the benefits that come with it. It seems to be moving closer to the front burner of the stove now, Sneaking Into America had over 110 hits in one day. Which is somewhat remarkable for an off the cuff piece on this type of subject.
If anything … It proves that it is on the mind of the people.
We might have all been better off, if the Native American Indian Population had a stricter immigration policy and that is for sure. I got jumped about it the other day, and this guy says to me, “I will have you know that my ancestors came over on the Mayflower!” and I just shrugged my shoulders and said, “You’re lucky, immigration policies are a lot stricter now” on the east-coast that is, the rest of it is sliding downhill pretty quickly.
I don’t suppose it would be as bad, if they would just carry their own weight (fair share of the burdens). You take an ant, they are very small, but they are strong. Ants can for instance, carry 20 times their own body weight. Which is useful information, if you’re moving and you need help carrying a potato chip across town.
Remember that.
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Related Post: Here is an interesting take on the illegal colonization of The United States of America check it out.
Native Americans know better than the rest of the population what happens when illegal immigration is allowed to go unchecked.
I am on day two of my self-inflicted diet… So all I can remember from what I just read is POTATO CHIP. Holy fried potatoes, I could really use a bag of chips right now.
Don, I have to commend you on your most excellent technical skills demonstrated in this post. Someone has taught you well.
My “hump” day feels strange. I’m at the downtown Philadelphia office today, wearing suit and tie, with shoes that double as mirrors. All in all, I prefer working from home. Especially with the price of gas… And rush hour traffic…
What I wrote on the chalkboard: “I will not call Mr. Howell… ‘Prune Lips’”.
I’ll bet that old Mr. Howell picked a lot of prunes in his day. Bushels and bushels of fresh prunes right off of the tree. That old Prune Picker!
I only ever picked plums.
Brother John
Lansdowne, Pennsylvania USA
“Why don’t you, be as a potted plant and sit quietly in the corner.” Grins!
Regarding the relaxed immigration policies of early Indians, if I may: yeah, it was screwed up. But worse, I am hearing talk these days like of a future Red Rebellion, and a retaking of (at least) sensibilities in America.
[1] Hey James, we could stand a little of the Native American Cultural Experience if you ask me. They owned all the land, they were not paying any taxes on it, it was in good shape from an envioromental perspective, and they had the all the women doing the majority of the work. That to me, sounds like win-win all the way around.
[2] Betme, you ever notice that when you are on a diet, that virtually all of the commercials on television are dealing with food? Americans spend more that $540 million a year on under arm deoderants, but when you are on a diet, there isn’t a smelly armpit within five miles of you. Good luck, lose a lot of weight, go out and buy some new clothes girl! GET IN TOUCH WITH YOUR FEMINE SIDE.
Check out the afternoon post, PASS ME THE GRAVY, we seem to be on the same wave length or something. It concerns dieting and living with your fat-cell friends.
[3] Brother John my Pencil-vania Fren …. Ahhhh, dressing for success, the American Dream! Go for it. I am spending mostly uneventful days here at the Landfill in Okie City, mowed the lawn this morning, trimmed a hedge and then went out for chinese food at noon. Ate something new this time, don’t really know what it was “exactly” and it did bother me for awhile, lying there, staring back at me, took me awhile to get used to that.
Thanks for the comments on the technality of the page (ooooo aren’t we getting more smarter fasterly?) and the use of them thar things that make the page skip all around the place. That movie flash thing, is the cat’s meow John, it will be really helpful. I hate it when the text encroaches the media art or picture like that.
I am now posting at 5am and at 5pm, that is the new routine for me in the month of June. Leaves me more time for good quality television such as Trick My Truck, and Beaches of the World, the food channel …… Hope you understand.
You came close to the prize on Prune Picker, you were the only one to reply, so you win the prize. (Unfortunately, the prize is nothing at this time, as I am not a rich man and do not have a J.O.B. sorry). First time I heard the term it was a racial slur directed towards Okies in California. When they first came out there (Grapes Of Wrath era) they mainly picked fruit as the majority of them lacked any kind of skills. Thus the term Prune Picker which in those days meant a transplanted Okie.
[4] LM you page is looking fine, take one atta-boy outta petty cash for a job well done. I sure wish you would have corrected my comment the other day when I typed “Assed” which was supposed to have been “Assessed.”
I looked like some kind of stupid assed when that appeared later on. I guess that is what a nano second is. “The amount of time that passes when you click okay, and see on the page “assed” as the comment goes off, unedited with the mistake still in place.”
Whooooosh! Man, I hate that.
When you guys do take it all back (Americka as Bush puts it), please remember your friends, eh buddy? Eh buddy? Buddy? … Keep the faith and by all means, keep up the good work.
[] Y’all thanks for stopping by, taking a little time out your busy days to drop a comment or two and add to the mix, that is what makes it all worthwhile.
DS
When me and my buddies take back America, I’ll put in a good word for you and your CupCake– and it won’t be “assed”! Probably more like “Umm- Him talk good. Him friend. Keep him.”
[06] You, my friend, make me smile.
Thanks.
DS