TWO OUT OF THREE AIN'T BAD, OR IT'S ABOUT THE BEST YOU COULD EXPECT
Election day is mere hours away. And voting seems like such a futile effort sometimes. Know why?? It’s the whole election process. Politics these days are like diarrhea—particularly at election time—unbearably discomforting, ugly, messy and coming with no warning whatsoever. Only when it’s over can we hope for any sense of relief.
Political campaigns are no longer about the issues. They abound with tales of trip and flights of fantasy that rival some of the greatest works of fiction ever written. It’s not about what a candidate CAN do, it’s about what an opponent DIDN’T or WON’T or CAN'T do. It’s not about today; it’s about what happened 20 years ago, magnified to astronomical proportions to sensationalize a personal characteristic that was a consequence of youth and not an ingrained fatal flaw.
I register a party affiliation only because I have to, if I want to vote in primary elections. Otherwise I wouldn’t waste the time. And, surprising as it might seem (to politicians, that is, because we lambs of the general public are all to aware), the negativity into which the campaign process has mutated is the quickest way to shut down my senses and cause me to seek a less caustic, more pleasant environment.
The worst aspect of the treacherous truth-be-damned tirades is when you find yourself seated in front of a radio or television set subjected to the volume of vociferous vocalizations concerning aspirants who have absolutely nothing to do with your morals, money or mission in life. I speak of the agony of being in a jurisdiction outside that governing your own political purview. Not only am I bombarded with worse than white noise from the babblings of the fools, but it wouldn’t matter a hill-o-beans anyway because they couldn’t get my vote even if they crossed my palm with coin of the realm (not like that hasn’t been tried before, but, thankfully, I never had the dubious distinction myself).
Politics is one reason I don’t watch too much mainstream television. It like being forced to watch a television channel with nothing but commercials. Not one sane—or even insane—person would put up with that kind of torture. The digital age, if nothing else, has made people more aware of the world around them. This also tends to expose BS for what it is, not matter how it’s packaged, who’s promoting it, and no matter how many gazillion times you hear it. Something along the lines of…if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, sounds like a duck…
If I had my way, there’d be no political parties. We’d have no expensive, exhaustive, excruciating exhibitions of erroneous eruptions ever again. I’d abolish political action committees, special interest groups and eliminate big money influence. I’d set term limits to one term, no matter what office. I’d restore public service to serving the public and not the private interests of those who serve. Pay raises would be at the discretion of the voters and not the elected. I’d prohibit public opinion polls, since they perpetually proclaim previously prepared propaganda. Oh, to have vanilla public servants who are driven by the urgency of the issues and not vice-versa.
Ah, but I am a student of reality, however much I fantasize about a better world. As such, I return to the title of this blog and what little control I can wield in this fall of furious firestorms. It’s a given that we can’t stop them from speaking evil. But, with the click of the remote or the push of a power button, we can instantaneously terminate their ability to force us to see and hear their evil. So, that’s two out of three in OUR favor.
I wonder…if a fool’s filth falls in the forest and there are no voters to hear it, does it really make a sound?? Sadly, we may never know the answer to this quintessential question.
I long for the day when politicians finally come to realize that by avoiding the issues, shifting the focus on lies and innuendo, they are only fooling themselves. But, in the final analysis, we get what we pay for. And if you don’t contribute your vote’s worth, you’ve suffer right along with the rest of us, only without a valid reason to complain. So, we’ll just blame you, since we exercised our patriotic duty and you joined the ranks of the slackers whose whining is always the loudest.
O give me a home where the candidates roam and the libs and conservatives play; where seldom is heard an encouraging word, and you can’t trust a word that they say.
Voting is a civic duty. It’s a shame those we elect don’t consider their offices likewise. We’re all one big dysfunctional family, at the mercy of our uncaring, unsharing, unscrupulous UNCLE SAM.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
TWO OUT OF THREE AIN'T BAD, OR IT'S ABOUT THE BEST YOU COULD EXPECT
Election day is mere hours away. And voting seems like such a futile effort sometimes. Know why?? It’s the whole election process. Politics these days are like diarrhea—particularly at election time—unbearably discomforting, ugly, messy and coming with no warning whatsoever. Only when it’s over can we hope for any sense of relief.
Political campaigns are no longer about the issues. They abound with tales of trip and flights of fantasy that rival some of the greatest works of fiction ever written. It’s not about what a candidate CAN do, it’s about what an opponent DIDN’T or WON’T or CAN'T do. It’s not about today; it’s about what happened 20 years ago, magnified to astronomical proportions to sensationalize a personal characteristic that was a consequence of youth and not an ingrained fatal flaw.
I register a party affiliation only because I have to, if I want to vote in primary elections. Otherwise I wouldn’t waste the time. And, surprising as it might seem (to politicians, that is, because we lambs of the general public are all to aware), the negativity into which the campaign process has mutated is the quickest way to shut down my senses and cause me to seek a less caustic, more pleasant environment.
The worst aspect of the treacherous truth-be-damned tirades is when you find yourself seated in front of a radio or television set subjected to the volume of vociferous vocalizations concerning aspirants who have absolutely nothing to do with your morals, money or mission in life. I speak of the agony of being in a jurisdiction outside that governing your own political purview. Not only am I bombarded with worse than white noise from the babblings of the fools, but it wouldn’t matter a hill-o-beans anyway because they couldn’t get my vote even if they crossed my palm with coin of the realm (not like that hasn’t been tried before, but, thankfully, I never had the dubious distinction myself).
Politics is one reason I don’t watch too much mainstream television. It like being forced to watch a television channel with nothing but commercials. Not one sane—or even insane—person would put up with that kind of torture. The digital age, if nothing else, has made people more aware of the world around them. This also tends to expose BS for what it is, not matter how it’s packaged, who’s promoting it, and no matter how many gazillion times you hear it. Something along the lines of…if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, sounds like a duck…
If I had my way, there’d be no political parties. We’d have no expensive, exhaustive, excruciating exhibitions of erroneous eruptions ever again. I’d abolish political action committees, special interest groups and eliminate big money influence. I’d set term limits to one term, no matter what office. I’d restore public service to serving the public and not the private interests of those who serve. Pay raises would be at the discretion of the voters and not the elected. I’d prohibit public opinion polls, since they perpetually proclaim previously prepared propaganda. Oh, to have vanilla public servants who are driven by the urgency of the issues and not vice-versa.
Ah, but I am a student of reality, however much I fantasize about a better world. As such, I return to the title of this blog and what little control I can wield in this fall of furious firestorms. It’s a given that we can’t stop them from speaking evil. But, with the click of the remote or the push of a power button, we can instantaneously terminate their ability to force us to see and hear their evil. So, that’s two out of three in OUR favor.
I wonder…if a fool’s filth falls in the forest and there are no voters to hear it, does it really make a sound?? Sadly, we may never know the answer to this quintessential question.
I long for the day when politicians finally come to realize that by avoiding the issues, shifting the focus on lies and innuendo, they are only fooling themselves. But, in the final analysis, we get what we pay for. And if you don’t contribute your vote’s worth, you’ve suffer right along with the rest of us, only without a valid reason to complain. So, we’ll just blame you, since we exercised our patriotic duty and you joined the ranks of the slackers whose whining is always the loudest.
O give me a home where the candidates roam and the libs and conservatives play; where seldom is heard an encouraging word, and you can’t trust a word that they say.
Voting is a civic duty. It’s a shame those we elect don’t consider their offices likewise. We’re all one big dysfunctional family, at the mercy of our uncaring, unsharing, unscrupulous UNCLE SAM.
Election day is mere hours away. And voting seems like such a futile effort sometimes. Know why?? It’s the whole election process. Politics these days are like diarrhea—particularly at election time—unbearably discomforting, ugly, messy and coming with no warning whatsoever. Only when it’s over can we hope for any sense of relief.
Political campaigns are no longer about the issues. They abound with tales of trip and flights of fantasy that rival some of the greatest works of fiction ever written. It’s not about what a candidate CAN do, it’s about what an opponent DIDN’T or WON’T or CAN'T do. It’s not about today; it’s about what happened 20 years ago, magnified to astronomical proportions to sensationalize a personal characteristic that was a consequence of youth and not an ingrained fatal flaw.
I register a party affiliation only because I have to, if I want to vote in primary elections. Otherwise I wouldn’t waste the time. And, surprising as it might seem (to politicians, that is, because we lambs of the general public are all to aware), the negativity into which the campaign process has mutated is the quickest way to shut down my senses and cause me to seek a less caustic, more pleasant environment.
The worst aspect of the treacherous truth-be-damned tirades is when you find yourself seated in front of a radio or television set subjected to the volume of vociferous vocalizations concerning aspirants who have absolutely nothing to do with your morals, money or mission in life. I speak of the agony of being in a jurisdiction outside that governing your own political purview. Not only am I bombarded with worse than white noise from the babblings of the fools, but it wouldn’t matter a hill-o-beans anyway because they couldn’t get my vote even if they crossed my palm with coin of the realm (not like that hasn’t been tried before, but, thankfully, I never had the dubious distinction myself).
Politics is one reason I don’t watch too much mainstream television. It like being forced to watch a television channel with nothing but commercials. Not one sane—or even insane—person would put up with that kind of torture. The digital age, if nothing else, has made people more aware of the world around them. This also tends to expose BS for what it is, not matter how it’s packaged, who’s promoting it, and no matter how many gazillion times you hear it. Something along the lines of…if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, sounds like a duck…
If I had my way, there’d be no political parties. We’d have no expensive, exhaustive, excruciating exhibitions of erroneous eruptions ever again. I’d abolish political action committees, special interest groups and eliminate big money influence. I’d set term limits to one term, no matter what office. I’d restore public service to serving the public and not the private interests of those who serve. Pay raises would be at the discretion of the voters and not the elected. I’d prohibit public opinion polls, since they perpetually proclaim previously prepared propaganda. Oh, to have vanilla public servants who are driven by the urgency of the issues and not vice-versa.
Ah, but I am a student of reality, however much I fantasize about a better world. As such, I return to the title of this blog and what little control I can wield in this fall of furious firestorms. It’s a given that we can’t stop them from speaking evil. But, with the click of the remote or the push of a power button, we can instantaneously terminate their ability to force us to see and hear their evil. So, that’s two out of three in OUR favor.
I wonder…if a fool’s filth falls in the forest and there are no voters to hear it, does it really make a sound?? Sadly, we may never know the answer to this quintessential question.
I long for the day when politicians finally come to realize that by avoiding the issues, shifting the focus on lies and innuendo, they are only fooling themselves. But, in the final analysis, we get what we pay for. And if you don’t contribute your vote’s worth, you’ve suffer right along with the rest of us, only without a valid reason to complain. So, we’ll just blame you, since we exercised our patriotic duty and you joined the ranks of the slackers whose whining is always the loudest.
O give me a home where the candidates roam and the libs and conservatives play; where seldom is heard an encouraging word, and you can’t trust a word that they say.
Voting is a civic duty. It’s a shame those we elect don’t consider their offices likewise. We’re all one big dysfunctional family, at the mercy of our uncaring, unsharing, unscrupulous UNCLE SAM.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
SPECIAL BONUS POST
(This was just way too funny not to share.)
HILLARY'S NEW AMERICAN INDIAN NAME
Senator Hillary Clinton was invited to address a major gathering of the American Indian National Convention two weeks ago in upstate New York. She spoke for almost an hour on her future plans for increasing every native American's present standard of living, should she one day become the first female president. She referred to her career as a New York Senator, how she had signed "YES" to every Indian issue that came to her desk for approval.
Although the senator was vague on the details of her plan, she seemed most enthusiastic about her future ideas for helping her "red sisters and brothers." At the conclusion of her speech, the Tribes presented the senator with a plaque inscribed with her new American Indian Name --- Walking Eagle.
The proud senator then departed in her motorcade, waving to the crowds. A news reporter later inquired of the group of chiefs as to how they came to select the new name for Senator Clinton.
They explained that Walking Eagle is the name given to a bird so full of shit that it can no longer fly.
(This was just way too funny not to share.)
HILLARY'S NEW AMERICAN INDIAN NAME
Senator Hillary Clinton was invited to address a major gathering of the American Indian National Convention two weeks ago in upstate New York. She spoke for almost an hour on her future plans for increasing every native American's present standard of living, should she one day become the first female president. She referred to her career as a New York Senator, how she had signed "YES" to every Indian issue that came to her desk for approval.
Although the senator was vague on the details of her plan, she seemed most enthusiastic about her future ideas for helping her "red sisters and brothers." At the conclusion of her speech, the Tribes presented the senator with a plaque inscribed with her new American Indian Name --- Walking Eagle.
The proud senator then departed in her motorcade, waving to the crowds. A news reporter later inquired of the group of chiefs as to how they came to select the new name for Senator Clinton.
They explained that Walking Eagle is the name given to a bird so full of shit that it can no longer fly.
THE INVISIBLE FENCE DEFENSE
I came up with this idea while driving in to work today. It struck me as so over-the-top that it transcends the patent political ping-pong that continues to stymie efforts to do little more than apply a band-aid to the 2,000-mile gaping wound that is the border between the U.S and Mexico.
Money is always the sticking point. But with my simple little plan, we can do way more than merely finance the construction of a barrier to one-up the Great Wall of China. And the simplicity of it will appeal to legislators on both sides of the aisle in both houses of Congress and tickle the President beyond distraction. Not only that, not a nickel of bona fide taxpayer contributions will be required to accomplish this Herculean feat. Our economy will enjoy a virtually instantaneous positive effect once my “plan” is implemented.
So, what are we talking about here?? We’ve got oh-I-don’t-know-how-many million illegal Mexican (I pick on them because they are unquestionably the vast majority) aliens euphemistically referred to by libocrats as “undocumented aliens.” Efforts are afoot to grant them drivers’ licenses, voting rights and government benefits simply to gain votes. This sordid scam of a scheme is costing American taxpayers dearly and diluting our economy as a result of billions of dollars earned here that are floated back home to feather Mexican nests and prop up an anemic third world economy.
My solution is three-fold.
First, you identify the illegal aliens. Hey, if we can conduct a census, we can hunt them down and count them. We DOCUMENT then as illegal resident aliens and issue them provisional identity cards for the purpose of taxing (at a rate to be determined, but not less than twenty percent to simplify the math) their Made-in-the-USA income. Along with this come stiffer penalties for employers who don’t play nice.
Second, we temporarily halt all international monetary transfers from the U.S. to Mexico, say for about a year, to get the newly documented illegal aliens used to not doing it anymore. This will piss off a bunch of Mexicans on both sides of the border, but it will keep a pretty fair chunk of change within the economy where it was earned. This will eventually be a deterrent to many would-be wetbacks who won’t bother to make the trip. And it will encourage those already here to: 1) vamoose back where them came from, 2) legitimize themselves, or 3) continue to pay the price for being here illegally.
Thus, we have the concept of the invisible fence: if you take away the carte blanche that enticed them here, you remove the temptation to take the risk. But, just in case, it’s always better to be safe than sorry. So, we’re going to need one more phase—the actual physical fence.
Third—and the beauty of this is so poetic—we let the “windfall” tax dollars collected from the resident illegal aliens PAY FOR THE FENCE!!! Freeing up congressionally mandated budget dollars would allow us to beef up our border patrol forces during and subsequent to the fence’s construction and enable us to better screen the criminal element that regularly crosses both ways in the guise of propriety. And I doubt it would be difficult to find temporary construction labor to work on the south side of the border who would help build the fence that will keep them securely in their Mexican homeland once construction is complete.
Once the libocrats stop whining over the loss of votes my plan eliminates, and when the media quickly loses interest from it not being a partisan propaganda playground, America will cease to have a revolving back door. That’s a start. Then we look to our northern border, eh?!
AMERICA—Apprehend Mexicans Expecting
Riches Infiltrating Country Above
I came up with this idea while driving in to work today. It struck me as so over-the-top that it transcends the patent political ping-pong that continues to stymie efforts to do little more than apply a band-aid to the 2,000-mile gaping wound that is the border between the U.S and Mexico.
Money is always the sticking point. But with my simple little plan, we can do way more than merely finance the construction of a barrier to one-up the Great Wall of China. And the simplicity of it will appeal to legislators on both sides of the aisle in both houses of Congress and tickle the President beyond distraction. Not only that, not a nickel of bona fide taxpayer contributions will be required to accomplish this Herculean feat. Our economy will enjoy a virtually instantaneous positive effect once my “plan” is implemented.
So, what are we talking about here?? We’ve got oh-I-don’t-know-how-many million illegal Mexican (I pick on them because they are unquestionably the vast majority) aliens euphemistically referred to by libocrats as “undocumented aliens.” Efforts are afoot to grant them drivers’ licenses, voting rights and government benefits simply to gain votes. This sordid scam of a scheme is costing American taxpayers dearly and diluting our economy as a result of billions of dollars earned here that are floated back home to feather Mexican nests and prop up an anemic third world economy.
My solution is three-fold.
First, you identify the illegal aliens. Hey, if we can conduct a census, we can hunt them down and count them. We DOCUMENT then as illegal resident aliens and issue them provisional identity cards for the purpose of taxing (at a rate to be determined, but not less than twenty percent to simplify the math) their Made-in-the-USA income. Along with this come stiffer penalties for employers who don’t play nice.
Second, we temporarily halt all international monetary transfers from the U.S. to Mexico, say for about a year, to get the newly documented illegal aliens used to not doing it anymore. This will piss off a bunch of Mexicans on both sides of the border, but it will keep a pretty fair chunk of change within the economy where it was earned. This will eventually be a deterrent to many would-be wetbacks who won’t bother to make the trip. And it will encourage those already here to: 1) vamoose back where them came from, 2) legitimize themselves, or 3) continue to pay the price for being here illegally.
Thus, we have the concept of the invisible fence: if you take away the carte blanche that enticed them here, you remove the temptation to take the risk. But, just in case, it’s always better to be safe than sorry. So, we’re going to need one more phase—the actual physical fence.
Third—and the beauty of this is so poetic—we let the “windfall” tax dollars collected from the resident illegal aliens PAY FOR THE FENCE!!! Freeing up congressionally mandated budget dollars would allow us to beef up our border patrol forces during and subsequent to the fence’s construction and enable us to better screen the criminal element that regularly crosses both ways in the guise of propriety. And I doubt it would be difficult to find temporary construction labor to work on the south side of the border who would help build the fence that will keep them securely in their Mexican homeland once construction is complete.
Once the libocrats stop whining over the loss of votes my plan eliminates, and when the media quickly loses interest from it not being a partisan propaganda playground, America will cease to have a revolving back door. That’s a start. Then we look to our northern border, eh?!
AMERICA—Apprehend Mexicans Expecting
Riches Infiltrating Country Above
Friday, October 20, 2006
CRUEL AND INHUMAN…
Ohio is the latest state to halt an execution to allow a death row inmate to join a lawsuit claiming lethal injection is “cruel and inhuman punishment” and therefore in violation of the US Constitution.
This takes so little to figure out that even I can’t understand why the libocrats, the media and the judicial system continue ad nauseum to pander to the perpetrators and denigrate the victims. Okay, I’ll spell it out. Did even one single solitary murder victim have a chance to challenge the fact that the cause of his/her death was cruel and inhuman?? Don’t waste your brain power—the answer is undeniably, deafeningly NO!
And, since there have been numerous executions to date where lethal injection was the method du jour, must we now call for the exhumation and resurrection of all those criminals to allow them to jump on the bandwagon? That idiotic idea makes about as much sense as allowing those awaiting their just dessert to prolong public agony and expense while they continue to breathe the very air that they themselves deprived of their victims.
As their victims suffered, so should the killers suffer. Lethal injection, electrocution, firing squad, hanging—none is more cruel and inhuman than the taking of an innocent life. Why should we make it easier on the criminal than the criminal did for his/her victim(s)?? What’s fair is fair, and what’s going on in our nation now is just as “cruel and inhuman” as the crimes committed by the criminals being mollycoddled by a justice system out of touch with both the spirit and the letter of the law of the land. Thanks, libocrats! That’s a debt to society you’ll never be able to repay.
Lady Justice’s blindness is a virtue. Her bleeding heart is a terminal illness that can be cured only when she heals herself and once again provides …justice for ALL!
Ohio is the latest state to halt an execution to allow a death row inmate to join a lawsuit claiming lethal injection is “cruel and inhuman punishment” and therefore in violation of the US Constitution.
This takes so little to figure out that even I can’t understand why the libocrats, the media and the judicial system continue ad nauseum to pander to the perpetrators and denigrate the victims. Okay, I’ll spell it out. Did even one single solitary murder victim have a chance to challenge the fact that the cause of his/her death was cruel and inhuman?? Don’t waste your brain power—the answer is undeniably, deafeningly NO!
And, since there have been numerous executions to date where lethal injection was the method du jour, must we now call for the exhumation and resurrection of all those criminals to allow them to jump on the bandwagon? That idiotic idea makes about as much sense as allowing those awaiting their just dessert to prolong public agony and expense while they continue to breathe the very air that they themselves deprived of their victims.
As their victims suffered, so should the killers suffer. Lethal injection, electrocution, firing squad, hanging—none is more cruel and inhuman than the taking of an innocent life. Why should we make it easier on the criminal than the criminal did for his/her victim(s)?? What’s fair is fair, and what’s going on in our nation now is just as “cruel and inhuman” as the crimes committed by the criminals being mollycoddled by a justice system out of touch with both the spirit and the letter of the law of the land. Thanks, libocrats! That’s a debt to society you’ll never be able to repay.
Lady Justice’s blindness is a virtue. Her bleeding heart is a terminal illness that can be cured only when she heals herself and once again provides …justice for ALL!
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