Here lately I am seeing a solid stream of Oklahoma politicians, political wanna-be’s and other social miscreants making a bee line to Washington to pay homage or tribute to our newly elected President. As my Daddy used to say, “they are not fooling anyone, they are all lining up at the trough.”
Life beyond the TV tray … Supper time, the talking heads are on NBC telling me how good I have it, ABC is reporting “most everyone is dead,” and CBS says “these people are dead right now, they just don’t know it.” FOX has a hard hitting expose on which Movie Star got out of the limo last night at the awards show sans her underwear. CNN? Uh huh, don’t even get me started. Continue reading
Have not vented in awhile, so I am going to blow off some steam. By the way, “this post contains no literary value or socially redeeming information whatsoever. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead … most likely was on purpose.” (Lawyers said I might want to put that in there)
Here is what I am tired of:
I am tired of this “what do you want it for?” when I go to buy something. Why is it the salesperson selling this item feels that he/she “needs to know” what I am going to use it for or where I am going to apply it in my everyday life. Just sell it to me. One more (we’re headed for a bonus round Alex) this reply of “No, what you really NEED is this” (instead of what I asked for) … Beam me up Scotty, no intelligent life here, even if it is a “best buy.”
I am tired of needing a couple of these and when I go to the store, or outlet, only to discover there is only “ONE” of them for sale. What is going on with that? You need a pair of something and you find only one. Think about it … “Who buys only ONE loading ramp?” … Hell’s Angels?
I am tired of having to buy a dozen dry-cell batteries, when the device I use, only requires four. Why do I have to purchase all the others, that never seem to get used, and when it is time for new ones, these “spares” are now dead and useless.
I am tired of bad Hollywood movies about high-school where all the girls are clearly well-endowed, wearing low-cut, showing a lot of cleavage dresswear and are a bit of a hooker type image in a progressive school and they are the main character. The only girls I knew in high-school that fit this profile were (A) Robbing their big brothers sock drawer. (B) Using a lot of tissue paper. (C) The captain of the shot-putt team.
I am tired of sitting waiting on a stop light, when there is nothing coming in either direction, especially at $3.50 per gallon. Have you noticed that since it got above $3.50 that there is no more talk of: Offshore drilling, our dependence on other countries for our energy needs, solar power, wind power, the green initiative, shortages or shortfalls?
I am tired of television commercials where the respondents have the I.Q. of say, room temperature. It is insulting to all of us, and I wish they would stop … because I will never purchase anything that advertises in a stupid fashion (New and Improved dog food? Don’t squeeze the Charmin. Bob is really happy! The government wants to give you free money to name a few).
I am REALLY tired of politicians telling me that they are going to give me the leadership that I not only want … but I deserve. Which is neither.
I am tired of folks taking multiple cellphone calls in the cafe/restaurant while I am eating lunch and discussing the “size of their blind dates assets” on Saturday night, or what they can legally do about the baby sitter getting into their stash and going thru their clothes closets.
I am tired of teenager’s who walk around the mall in their droopy snoop-dawg underwear, wearing their ball-caps sideways (the bill goes to the front Nimrod) and sing while wearing IPODS … which really sounds bad. IPODs should have a warning label, much like a pack of cigarettes. It would read: “Caution, singing with headphones or earphones on, will not make you sound better to the general public at large.”
I am tired of neighbor’s who take up the entire aisle at WalMart with their shopping carts visiting when I need to get to the Oreos. People who get in the fast lane (20 items or less) with a cart stuffed tighter than a weight watchers pair of shorts.
I am really tired of the old geezer’s who are happy because they can go fifty miles without stopping for a bathroom break. And the two romantic bozo’s who sit in the matching bathtubs at the seashore, at sunset, holding hands, and living a richer more productive sex life? Give me a break. By the way, did you know the telephone was invented 74 years after the bathtub? Yeah, no poopy. You could have soaked for a long time, without the phone ringing, just think about that one for a bit.
I am really tired of medicine that has the following: Dizziness, dryness of throat, dry cough, sleep disruption, nausea, and explosive diarrhea … Why can’t they put some Imodium ID in this stuff when they are mixing it up to begin with and put a stop to that last one.
I am tired of “Did you find everything you were looking for?” and when you reply, “No. Where are the ______ ?” and then they say something like … “Okay.”
I am tired of standing in line at the bank waiting on a teller, when there are ten windows, but only TWO girls working the counter. I am tired of viewing a commercial and the the NEXT commercial is the SAME commercial … I got it the first time.
I am tired of the right lane being shut-down in 1,500 feet for no apparent reason.
And lastly … before I lift off and head for my own planet
I am tired of cheap phones that do not work, and then being required to sign a two year agreement in order to get another cheap phone that does not work, when I have been a good, loyal, valid and documented always paying on time customer, for over ten years.
I guess that would just about cover it … Unless of course …. Something else pop’s up, we will keep you advised. I am headed out to watch some Charlie’s Angels … Hang loose.
Listen, we need to clear the air here on some things that are really starting to bug me. Please stop sending me all this tripe on Obama, I get it, you don’t like the guy. Your guy did not win, I get it. The other guy was the best man for the job, Okay. Now do me a favor …. Stop sending me all this crap about succeeding from the union and not being a paying member of the lower forty-eight. Especially all of you who sucked off the Federal tit after Katrina.
I get it.
Here are a few facts of life. Politicians are the only people in the world who create problems and then campaign against them. You know that and so do I, what amazes me is a large percentage of you continue to re-elect the bozo’s and then you send all of these emails to me bitching about it.
You need to understand. It is dysfunctional, it is out of control, there is very little that you as a citizen of this country can do about it. Sending all of this tripe to me and loading me up with it, will do you absolutely no good whatsoever.
545 of them are controlling 300 million of you, and like it or not, every four years, you enable them some more by re-electing them.
One more time, try and understand this concept. You and I don’t have the Constitutional authority to vote on appropriations. The House of Representatives does. You and I don’t write the tax code, Congress does. You and I don’t set fiscal policy, Congress does. You and I don’t control monetary policy, the Federal Reserve Bank does.
One hundred senators, 435 congressmen, one President, and nine Supreme Court justices equates to 545 human beings out of the 300 million are directly, legally, morally, and individually responsible for the domestic problems that plague this country.
Not one guy (Obama) and certainly not me.
You want to make waves, you want a change, why aren’t you sending this to the people who are sticking it to you? It sure as ___ aint me.
Ask those 545 human beings who spend much of their energy convincing you that what they did is not their fault. Those who cooperate in this common con, this Federal Ponzi Scheme of untold proportions, regardless of party.
It seems inconceivable to me that a nation of 300 million cannot replace 545 people who stand convicted — by present facts — of incompetence and irresponsibility. I can’t think of a single domestic problem that is not traceable directly to those 545 people.
It is also a mystery to me why folks continue to send me this “politically charged material” to me here, when this site is known for not being political anything.
Send it to some one else. We are tired of it.
Every now and then I come onto the Internet and I run across something quite by accident that makes me really wish that I lived somewhere else. Such is the case this weekend, some dumb cop in Piedmont, Oklahoma, wrote a ticket to a toddler’s mother for the kid urinating in their front yard.
Piedmont, Oklahoma, is a little bedroom community of Oklahoma City just north of the city out on the prairie. Its most noted distinction is every now and then God comes thru there and wipes the slate clean with a tornado or two.
When you read stuff like this, it all kind of makes sense.
The child, who is three by the way, was observed by a police officer urinating in the front yard. So he drives over, demands ID (from the mother, I suppose, I understand the kid was not responding) and then writes her a $2,500.00 ticket!
Meanwhile crackheads, child molesters, rapists, car jackers and what have you, walk the streets with impunity. Welcome to Piedmont, Oklahoma, please set your watch back fifty years.
Over the weekend I made a trip to town and I noticed this sign. Kind of made me wonder what is going on and all? Not totally out of the game, I do realize that the country is changing and all that. We now have people who were not even born here, serving in Congress, and they are being sworn in without the Bible (this in a country who prints In God We Trust on their currency) and other foreign texts. I also noted that Burger King is now selling the “Angry Whopper.”
It wasn’t all that long ago, they were running commercials that stated “that you could have it your way at Burger King.” Now it flat out says something different. “I would like a Angry-What-A-Burger and I want it my way.”
The little cheeky thing working behind the counter, looks you right in the eye and then replies ….. “NO!”
Perhaps that is the Angry Whopper?
Saw a deal on the news this weekend and it was showing statistic’s on the recent elections. In one instance, well actually it was three instances of a dead man winning the seat that he was running for. Can you imagine the embarrassment of a Wanna-be Congressman, running for office against a dead man and then losing? Man that has to suck.
The same newscast pointed out that out of 24 possible candidates, something like 22 of them were returning to Washington, DC having successfully ran campaigns to get re-elected.
Kind of vindicates me, I have been saying for years, that they (the voters) always send the same tired bunch of clowns back up there instead of putting in some new blood.
But all is not lost, the girls are doing better.
We now have a lot more lesbians, immigrants, even a Harvard Law Professor sprinkled in here and there. Lot of new female ladies in this latest batch of political hopefuls. (And I use that word loosely)
Might as well give The Sisters a shot at it, they cannot do it any worse than the men did, which we all know was really ______ up.
(Insert expletive of your choice here)
Sisters Doin It for themselves.
Each day in North Dakota, they load up a 104 car tank-train with oil. Each car holds 70,000 gallons of oil which came out of the Bakken Field which has known proven reserves that exceed those of Saudia Arabia. This oil then leaves this location and heads south on the Burlington Northern Santa Fe (BNSF) Railroad for a port in Louisanna. Please note I said port and not refinery, because you see, all of this oil is being exported oversea’s to locations such as China and India. Soon, the loading facility will expand, which will when it comes on line, double the export of the oil.
If you ever wondered where it is all going, take another look at the photo above, this year China will be largest automotive manufacturer in the world. This would be a pretty good indicator why it is you pay so much for fuel, it is leaving the country in a massive flood, one train at a time.
Why do they get priority and you do not? Simple … They own us.
Do a little research on the country, the numbers will astound you. China has 19% of the world’s population, China consumes … 53% of the world’s cement, 48% of the world’s iron ore, 47% of the world’s coal and the majority of just about every other major commodity that you can think of.
In 2010, China produced 11 times more steel than the United States. They recently set a New World Record: China made and sold 18 million vehicles in 2010. China recently bought the entire rice crop of the country of Brazil, not part of it, all of it.
There are more pigs in China than in the next 43 pork producing nations combined. A pig produces more waste than a human, something like 8 times more. China currently has the world’s fastest train and the world’s largest high-speed rail network, along with steam and coal burners. The largest dam in the world, Three Gorges, ten million people lost their homes when they built this, so big and environmentally unsound the World Bank would not finance it.
China is currently the number one producer in the world of wind and solar power. But don’t use it themselves. While they manufacture 80% of the world’s solar panels. They install less than 5% and, build a new coal fired power station every week. In 1 year they turn on more new coal powered electricity than Australia’s total output!!!
China currently controls more than 90% of the total global supply of rare earth elements. In the past 15 years, China has moved from 14th place to 2nd place in the world in published scientific research articles. China now possesses the fastest supercomputer on the entire globe. At the end of March 2011, China accumulated US $3.04 trillion in foreign currency reserves – the largest stockpile on the entire globe.
Chinese consume 50,000 cigarettes every second … They are already the largest carbon dioxide emitter, and their output will rise 70% by 2020. Of the top 30 cities in the world rated for pollution, China has 28 cities on the list.
So we’re saving the planet are we, LITTLE Vegemites?
This so-called green initiative that is being pumped thru the media, is it really going to work? It will not make one iota of difference what we do or what people anywhere else do for that matter. As long as you have countries growing and consuming at these extraordinary rates.
Take three carbon credits and a buck sixty-nine to Denny’s and that will buy you a cup of coffee (that is, if there is any left).
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“So here is the question of the day for all you do nothing political bozo’s: “When the last star burns out, and there is nothing left but heaven, where are all you sorry lying Bastards going to hide?”
Usually I stay away from politic’s because of the fact, that in its simplest form, it is ugly, nasty, and downright dishonest. That is how I see it. This latest offering in the political arena in this country should be a shining example of just that. We always re-elect the petty little thieves and appoint the great ones to the highest office. As much as we all hope and believe that “things will change and they will get better” the realistic approach to all of this is …. It won’t. New blood or not, it will be the same old circus.
We are not all drinking from the same cup and Democracy as we know is dysfunctional, has been for a long time.
The sad part of this is if we only got 10% of what these idiots promise us, the majority of the population of this country would be just fine. But it aint gonna happen. We would not have to worry about going to heaven in our old age, we would have it right here on earth.
We need to get rid of the Electoral College in this country now.
We also need to have a ballot box that could be checked that reads: “None Of The Above.” I often feel like we would be in better hands if we had NO leadership at all. When I was a kid my daddy told me, “anyone can be president.” and now, some fifty-five years later, I believe him.
There isn’t anyone in America who can cast an intelligent vote any more, I am throughly convinced of that. I am sick of the entire system, we keep re-electing these Ya-Who’s who tell us ”they cannot see a light at the end of the tunnel,” so they just appropriate more money to buy more tunnel. If these people were put in charge of the Mojave Desert, in six months, we would be out of sand.
Let’s face it folks, “politic’s is just too damn serious to be left up to politicians.”
Instead of giving them a key to Washington, we should possibly be sending someone up there to change all the locks. I am sick of people massaging the vote from the poor people, while at the same time, they are sitting down to dine with the rich and promising them that they will protect each from the other.
We need to get rid of the Electoral college like I said. Come up with some kind of decent form of voting, other countries in the world do not suffer thru what we endure every four years. Set a period of campaigning before the elections, say 60-90 days and then that is it. This crap of running for the office for a year or more should get tossed out the window.
Have all the Governors from each state come in once a year for thirty days and let them do the business that needs to be done. The salary of a U.S.Congressman, versus the salary of governors vary from state to state but in the long run the savings would be immense. In the end, we would still be money ahead, by getting rid of all congressional representatives and their lobbyist buddies. They are as I see it a rag tag dysfunctional bunch of money grabbing thugs.
Under this proposal. Lobbyists will have to work three times harder to gain access to “voting representatives.” Money savings would be substantial. Less government, something we have all heard of all our our lives but sadly will never see.
Stop all this public outcry for a constitutional amendment. There will be no constitutional amendments, it takes a 2/3 majority, give it up, they will never vote themselves out of a good deal …. would you?
All these emailing idealistic and hopeless dreamers, screaming for amendments and pass this on, pass this on, should be located ran down and shot.
It Must Be Great To Be King
For everything else there is MasterCard.
President Barack Obama’s base salary is $400,000 a year. He also has access to a $150,000 expense account as well as a $100,000 tax free travel account and $20,000 entertainment budget. You on the other hand, have cable TV and get the bill. It must be nice being King. So here is the question of the day for all you do nothing political bozo’s: “When the last star burns out, and there is nothing left but heaven, where are all you sorry lying Bastards going to hide?” I said that and I approved of every word.
See you in four years, that is, if the country is even still here.
Cartoon lifted from Mostly Bright Ideas
This has to be the email of the week, I got this out of New Mexico and thought I would share it with all of you. As for the validity of it and all that, it could or could not be true.
But it is pretty amusing.
Judy Wallman, a professional genealogy researcher in southern California , was doing some personal work on her own family tree. She discovered that Senator Harry Reid’s great-great uncle, Remus Reid, was hanged for horse stealing and train robbery in Montana in 1889. Both Judy and Harry Reid share this common ancestor.
This is the only known photograph of Remus showing him standing on the gallows in what was then Montana Territory.
On the back of the picture Judy obtained during her research is this inscription: ‘Remus Reid, horse thief, sent to Montana Territorial Prison 1885, escaped 1887, robbed the Montana Flyer six times. Caught by Pinkerton detectives, convicted and hanged in 1889.’
So Judy recently e-mailed Senator Harry Reid for information about their great-great uncle.
Believe it or not, Harry Reid’s staff sent back the following biographical sketch for her genealogy research:
“Remus Reid was a famous cowboy in the Montana Territory . His business empire grew to include acquisition of valuable equestrian assets and intimate dealings with the Montana railroad. Beginning in 1883, he devoted several years of his life to government service, finally taking leave to resume his dealings with the railroad. In 1887, he was a key player in a vital investigation run by the renowned Pinkerton Detective Agency. In 1889, Remus passed away during an important civic function held in his honor when the platform upon which he was standing collapsed.
“Like my Daddy used to say, “When it comes to politic’s son, the first liar doesn’t even stand a chance.” Guess “It is all in how you spin it” when it comes to these things, eh Harry?
(It takes a little bit to load, but it is worth the wait)
Oh My Gosh …
A friend of mine, she uses that saying or expression a lot, as a matter of fact, a great deal. “Oh my gosh,” is her favorite word of description for just about everything. She will drop something in the kitchen and she will exclaim “Oh my gosh.”
Now when I do that I usually exclaim “Oh shoot” (which is the other word really … only that one doesn’t have two o’s and you spell it differently.)
It is her blanket endorsement of everything from Thermal Nuclear War to the torn hangnail on her ring finger straight down from thumb on her left hand … “OMG” Curious word phrase, it can apply to just about anything, if you stop and think about it.
- You win the lottery, there before you, the five winning numbers you have searched for, and the bonus number on top of that … “OMG”
- You get the bill from the I.R.S. on your winnings … Uh huh … “OMG”
- The end of the stick turns blue …. “OMG.” (It is a female thing guys)
- Yes, I am washing my face with Dial soap … “OMG!”
- Running hard and fast thru the Oklahoma Panhandle, and you pass one of the many hog farms that dot the landscape. Your wife turns, gives you “the look” and then exclaims … “Oh my gosh!” (Hog farms smell horrible in case you didn’t know or have never been around one)
- Stumbling in the dark, you nail your big toe on a chair … “OMG.”
- (On some days it doesn’t pay to get out of bed, trust me)
- One time on a lonely stretch of highway in Utah, just a little north of a small town named Moab. I noticed a great deal of what appeared to be steam or smoke coming out of the back of the bus. Pulling over in the first wide spot I could find, I walked back and opened the hood, and there was my piston, sort of lying there, like a dead animal of sorts, halfway out the side of the engine.
- At that point …. I thought to myself ….. “This is really ungood man.”
- (Got you there, didn’t I?)
Now my Mother her favorite expression was “Oh my Gawd.” But Dad he was different when it came to me, what my Dad thought, well let’s just say that this is somewhat of a family site, so his primary response is not printable.
If you have hung around this long, there is one more. (There is always one more)
All the Media Talking Heads this morning, they are saying that we have a distinct possibility of re-electing a lame duck president and the guy in there now could possibly win a second term to the highest office in the land.
All I could think of was …… “What the hell?”
(But we probably spell it differently)
See you at the water-cooler.