Some of the things that some people say or think never cease to amaze me. A few months back, someone said to me that politicians don't affect our everyday life and therefore they didn't care if they voted or not. Since they were sharing their opinion of the politicians, I replied that they had no reason to have an opinion then. You might have one if you don't vote, but since you don't voice your opinion in the one way that it matters, it is as worthless as the paper it is written on, I told them. So what is it that makes anyone think that vote doesn't count? Sheer stupidity. Yes, I will be so bold. In a fascist regime, your vote would not count but you would be required to vote like it mattered. Your voice would simply mimick whatever you were told to believe and if you spoke your true opinion, assuming that you had one, you would be arrested at minimum. Murdered possibly, with the sanction of the government that you spoke out against. Our government affects our everyday life. In this new global world, with the Information Age in full blown force, minutes to hear of what happened halfway around the world versus weeks or months, every government on this planet can affect and impact our lives. It is naive to believe otherwise, or wishful thinking at best.
First, ask yourself if you are working. Is your health insurance better than it was 6 years ago? Are your paying more for it? What happened to increase your costs and reduce your benefits? President Obama happened. Obamacare happened. And no matter what the Republicans may try to do to reverse it, the only organizations that benefited from Obamacare are the insurance companies--higher premiums and lower benefits. More in and less out...any corporation's dream come true. If you think the Republicans can or even want to unring that bell, well, I'm guessing you still believe in the tooth fairy too. The impact one President had.
Ask anyone in the private jet industry. Within six months of President Obama running his mouth about an industry that has been virtually untouched in decades by any recessions, they were struggling to keep even one fifth of the people that worked in their industry. As a primary contributor to the United States GNP (Gross National Product), you would think that the President of the United States, who was supposedly trying desperately to save the American Economy, would have known that before he opened his pie hole. But of course, we are talking about someone who was appointed to the Illinois State Senate, then re-elected as an incumbent (another words not elected initially on his own), then 1/3 of a term as a US Senator and decided to run for President of the United States. When this man started mulling over the possibility of running for President of the United States, one of the most powerful people in the world and one who's decisions potentially could impact everyone on the planet, he barely had over 5 years of political experience. He had zero management experience. No useful training for the illustrious position, the power of the position that is the President of the United States. Yet, somehow managed to get up there by sheer lip service.
Now, he wishes to give away the farm to Iran. Let's review Iran, shall we? Iran hostages in the 1970s? Ringing any bells? Threatened, over and over regardless of their leadership, to destroy America. You know America, the United States of America to be exact, the infidels? Us. Who do you think initially coined the term infidels to refer to America and Americans, in general? Ah, yes, technically Iran. Iran continues to finance global terrorism. Thus why all the trade sanctions. We don't want to help grow an economy that could use the money to finance more American and European and Asian allies deaths. So, our illustrious idiot would like to lift sanctions and even more intelligently (feel the sarcasm) allow Iran to obtain nuclear ore.
Okay, let's say you think so what? How does that affect me? Doesn't affect me. Not one bit.
After World War I, Richard Chamberlain, Prime Minister of England, gave Czechoslovakia to Hitler to appease him. No one wanted war and no one wanted to make Hitler leave Poland. So Prime Minister Chamberlain led the charge to appease potential German advances with territory and lifting of sanctions. How did that work out for the world? World War II proved to take more American lives than any war before or since. Hitler marched his happy butt right into France. Bombing of England day in and day out. The Holocaust. Do we really want to hand over ore that we have successfully prevented Iran from getting their hands on for decades? Do we want to hand over the ability for Iran to level Rome, London, Paris, Hamburg, or even New York City? Have we already forgotten the Twin Towers? Are we so ignorant to history, that we will allow nuclear capability to be handed over to Iran with a smile, a handshake and a wink from a President who lives in his own little la-la land? While I love the sound of the dream world he lives it, it is not the world that we actually live in.
President Obama has two more years in office, but the impact of handing over nuclear capability to Iran is forever. It is a permanent decision that affects every person in every country, free or not, on this planet. Call your Congressmen, call your Senators, email, snail mail...Call the White House. While President Obama's blunders so far are costing us money in our pockets, this blunder could eventually lead to a nuclear attack on one of our cities. New York, Chicago, Los Angeles, Dallas, Seattle, San Francisco. Imagine a nuclear wasteland on Long Island or where the Golden Gate used to stand. No one, not even in other countries, ever imagined that someone would fly planes into the World Trade Centers. I'm pretty sure none of us are so naive anymore as to assume that could never happen now. Imagine if just one of those planes had a nuclear weapon on it. Are you sure that you want to turn a blind eye as the President now hands that capability over willingly to those that have swore death to all Infidels, to all Americans? Hello?!?!? Wake up America.
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Monday, April 13, 2015
Bad advice or something of that nature...
Raising boys over the years has been a bit of a challenge. I never imagined it was because they were boys though. It was simpler than that. Single mother and three children. As anyone can attest to, having one is a big change, two seems like a piece of cake and for some reason adding a third can seriously change the balance. Of course, we all know that I was raised with the concept that I could do anything a boy could do and well, that included raising responsible young men. My oldest, as every oldest does, got a bit of the short end of the stick because every child rearing mistake was always on him. Of course, he also got the long end of the stick too. There are more pictures of him than my younger boys. Lots more. People always wanted to give me advice on how to raise them. Some good. Some not so good. A lot of people always want to give you advice on this or that. And having boys, well, I've noticed that some men give the worst advice. Don't get me wrong, but egocentricity tends to play a big part in giving bad advice whether it's coming from a man or a woman. But men tend to keep their opinions to themselves more than women. So generally when one is insisting on giving advice it can be a complete disaster to listen to.
My favorite worst advice I ever heard from a man was that idiot that used to have the dating guru show. You might remember him from the 90s. A goofy velvet top hat in purple who taught classes on how to pick up women, then turned it into a show on some cable network. His famous line was something along the lines of "treat a lady like a whore and a whore like a lady". I think quite a few men bought into this back then and a good portion of them just can't understand why they constantly end up with skeezy women. Well, here's the real advice guys. Treat a whore like a lady and she will still be a whore, but she'll come back over and over to suck you dry eventually of anything and everything you have. A lady will get fed up being treated like a whore and move on, leaving you in a lurch wondering why she bothered. Worst advice ever. In comparison, I told my boys a simple one liner. "I don't care who you date, white, black, purple or green or any shade in between, but you bring home any trash and I will throw it out." No matter how hard you try, you will never turn a whore into a lady. There's even a song to that effect. I've seen wonderful ladies get ragged from being mistreated and not be so lady-like. But a good woman will always revert back to being a good woman.
My ex-husband used to have this song he liked to ramble on to. "If you want to be happy for the rest of your life, make an ugly woman your wife." Ok. Seriously, this probably really applies to a lot of men, but not so much to women. Any guy will tell you, and I've observed it to be true, good looking men can get lots and lots of whores. There are just a lot more opportunities for a good looking man and for some reason that makes being with a good looking man more risky. But women, we are really on the opposite spectrum. Of the women I know that are horribly whore-ish, they're all dogs and not just physically unappetizing but ugly to the bone. Weight has nothing to do with it. Personality is fake. They'll run around and stalk your new girlfriend's Facebook page waiting to call you the minute your girlfriend takes your picture down. They'll pretend to be your friend. Can men and women be friends? Yes, of course. But that friendship is under a true respect for each other. Since whores don't actually respect themselves, they are definitely not respecting you. I've told my boys cover it up, because you'll never know what you've gotten with unless she's a stripper. Odds are really good then that she's been way around the block.
Besides that we kind of are ingrained by society to be with someone that is equal in appearance. There was a fascinating study I saw about 5 years ago. The men and women in the study couldn't see each other, but each were numbered with 1 to 10. They were told to find the person that they thought they would be interested in dating. The twenty wandered talking and even though they had no idea what each other actually looked like, the 10 ended up with the 10. The 9 with the 9. The 8 with the 8. Yes, all the way down to 1. We might have no clue how we look but we still end up with someone that other markers tell us who we should be with. Yes, it's not just looks. It's our own perception of ourselves from others and then our own perception based on that helps us choose who we would or would not prospectively be with.
My oldest son is a chicky wicky magnet. He's way too intelligent for a chicky wicky and over the years I've told him to find a smart girl, one smart enough that he can have conversations with. Nothing sucks more than talking with someone day in, day out that hasn't got the same intellectual level. Don't get me wrong. In spurts, a date here or there. Four hours to 12 hours a week. Sure. But 14 to 24 hours a day? No one can be around someone all the time like that unless they have the ability to converse. The trick is to find someone on the same level as you, I've told him. It is a trick, right? I mean I met an utterly amazing looking man that was so dumb I was pretty sure he had to get his driver's license out to spell his name. I'd have been bored stiff with someone like that. Don't get me wrong. A chicky wicky shouldn't want my son either. He'd annoy her with his over-intellect. Heck, he annoys me sometime with it. Smart aleck meets a high IQ that is a sponge for information who is independent enough to form his own opinion. Really I have no idea where he gets it from...(yea, ok, bull). I raised him to respect a woman's opinion, so a woman who is just going to agree with him all the time and not form her own opinion is going to drive him nuts. Look for who meets your mind.
Of course, my advice over the years has been based on the fact my Granddaddy, two of my uncles and my Daddy all told me I was equal to a boy and some of my best friends have been guys. While this has not benefited me relationship-wise over the years, I think God thought it would benefit my boys and eventually whoever they're in relationships with. One of my less favorite aunts told me once that God didn't give me a girl because the world wasn't ready for a girl raised by me. In hindsight, she's right that God didn't give me a girl for a reason. She was just way off base why. Men instill confidence in their daughters. Women instill respect in their sons. Men will always mimic their male role models, so it's their mothers make them into someone lovable. Women will always instill the sugar and the spice that makes girls women. But the confidence of a woman to stand equal, well, speaking from experience, when a man has tried to put me in my "place", it isn't my mother's or grandmothers' voices that I hear. I hear my Granddaddy, "don't ever take that from a man or anyone for that matter. Respect yourself enough to stand up for yourself." So why did God give me boys? Because we've forgotten to teach our sons to respect. As we've taught our daughters to stand up for themselves, we forgot the boys need to learn valuable softening lessons. My boys were raised old school--not treat a lady like a whore and a whore like a lady. Open the door, pull out her chair, pay. A lady doesn't go dutch and trust me when my youngest went out with his girlfriend, he paid...well, I paid. I didn't have a girl because I couldn't teach her anything as valuable. I could teach her to be a lady, but the world is still full of ladies. The world is starting to fall short of gentlemen.
My favorite worst advice I ever heard from a man was that idiot that used to have the dating guru show. You might remember him from the 90s. A goofy velvet top hat in purple who taught classes on how to pick up women, then turned it into a show on some cable network. His famous line was something along the lines of "treat a lady like a whore and a whore like a lady". I think quite a few men bought into this back then and a good portion of them just can't understand why they constantly end up with skeezy women. Well, here's the real advice guys. Treat a whore like a lady and she will still be a whore, but she'll come back over and over to suck you dry eventually of anything and everything you have. A lady will get fed up being treated like a whore and move on, leaving you in a lurch wondering why she bothered. Worst advice ever. In comparison, I told my boys a simple one liner. "I don't care who you date, white, black, purple or green or any shade in between, but you bring home any trash and I will throw it out." No matter how hard you try, you will never turn a whore into a lady. There's even a song to that effect. I've seen wonderful ladies get ragged from being mistreated and not be so lady-like. But a good woman will always revert back to being a good woman.
My ex-husband used to have this song he liked to ramble on to. "If you want to be happy for the rest of your life, make an ugly woman your wife." Ok. Seriously, this probably really applies to a lot of men, but not so much to women. Any guy will tell you, and I've observed it to be true, good looking men can get lots and lots of whores. There are just a lot more opportunities for a good looking man and for some reason that makes being with a good looking man more risky. But women, we are really on the opposite spectrum. Of the women I know that are horribly whore-ish, they're all dogs and not just physically unappetizing but ugly to the bone. Weight has nothing to do with it. Personality is fake. They'll run around and stalk your new girlfriend's Facebook page waiting to call you the minute your girlfriend takes your picture down. They'll pretend to be your friend. Can men and women be friends? Yes, of course. But that friendship is under a true respect for each other. Since whores don't actually respect themselves, they are definitely not respecting you. I've told my boys cover it up, because you'll never know what you've gotten with unless she's a stripper. Odds are really good then that she's been way around the block.
Besides that we kind of are ingrained by society to be with someone that is equal in appearance. There was a fascinating study I saw about 5 years ago. The men and women in the study couldn't see each other, but each were numbered with 1 to 10. They were told to find the person that they thought they would be interested in dating. The twenty wandered talking and even though they had no idea what each other actually looked like, the 10 ended up with the 10. The 9 with the 9. The 8 with the 8. Yes, all the way down to 1. We might have no clue how we look but we still end up with someone that other markers tell us who we should be with. Yes, it's not just looks. It's our own perception of ourselves from others and then our own perception based on that helps us choose who we would or would not prospectively be with.
My oldest son is a chicky wicky magnet. He's way too intelligent for a chicky wicky and over the years I've told him to find a smart girl, one smart enough that he can have conversations with. Nothing sucks more than talking with someone day in, day out that hasn't got the same intellectual level. Don't get me wrong. In spurts, a date here or there. Four hours to 12 hours a week. Sure. But 14 to 24 hours a day? No one can be around someone all the time like that unless they have the ability to converse. The trick is to find someone on the same level as you, I've told him. It is a trick, right? I mean I met an utterly amazing looking man that was so dumb I was pretty sure he had to get his driver's license out to spell his name. I'd have been bored stiff with someone like that. Don't get me wrong. A chicky wicky shouldn't want my son either. He'd annoy her with his over-intellect. Heck, he annoys me sometime with it. Smart aleck meets a high IQ that is a sponge for information who is independent enough to form his own opinion. Really I have no idea where he gets it from...(yea, ok, bull). I raised him to respect a woman's opinion, so a woman who is just going to agree with him all the time and not form her own opinion is going to drive him nuts. Look for who meets your mind.
Of course, my advice over the years has been based on the fact my Granddaddy, two of my uncles and my Daddy all told me I was equal to a boy and some of my best friends have been guys. While this has not benefited me relationship-wise over the years, I think God thought it would benefit my boys and eventually whoever they're in relationships with. One of my less favorite aunts told me once that God didn't give me a girl because the world wasn't ready for a girl raised by me. In hindsight, she's right that God didn't give me a girl for a reason. She was just way off base why. Men instill confidence in their daughters. Women instill respect in their sons. Men will always mimic their male role models, so it's their mothers make them into someone lovable. Women will always instill the sugar and the spice that makes girls women. But the confidence of a woman to stand equal, well, speaking from experience, when a man has tried to put me in my "place", it isn't my mother's or grandmothers' voices that I hear. I hear my Granddaddy, "don't ever take that from a man or anyone for that matter. Respect yourself enough to stand up for yourself." So why did God give me boys? Because we've forgotten to teach our sons to respect. As we've taught our daughters to stand up for themselves, we forgot the boys need to learn valuable softening lessons. My boys were raised old school--not treat a lady like a whore and a whore like a lady. Open the door, pull out her chair, pay. A lady doesn't go dutch and trust me when my youngest went out with his girlfriend, he paid...well, I paid. I didn't have a girl because I couldn't teach her anything as valuable. I could teach her to be a lady, but the world is still full of ladies. The world is starting to fall short of gentlemen.
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