<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960</id><updated>2011-07-13T12:34:47.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bold As love</title><subtitle type='html'>The daily attempt of a black Libertarian trying to make sense of the world we live in.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-2619726469724041789</id><published>2009-02-05T09:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:38:15.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Pressure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/SYr5zUYzITI/AAAAAAAACP4/kGuxXETAKmU/s1600-h/pressure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299322571596177714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/SYr5zUYzITI/AAAAAAAACP4/kGuxXETAKmU/s320/pressure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“It's the terror of knowing what this world is about&lt;br /&gt;Watching some good friendsScreaming 'Let me out'&lt;br /&gt;Pray tomorrow - gets me higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;Pressure on people - people on streets”&lt;br /&gt;“Under Pressure” - Freddie Mercury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a moment since I last blogged, much has changed. Let’s examine the landscape:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Barack Obama is now President Obama. Community activistism goes national..&lt;br /&gt;2- America is in the grips of a financial crisis.&lt;br /&gt;3- Democrats control 90% of the Federal government.&lt;br /&gt;4- Republicans slink around with their tails between their legs. Rightly and justly so.&lt;br /&gt;5- Conservatives’ and Libertarians, once a factor in the Republican party, find themselves and their ideology alone in a cold barren world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All righty, looking at the list above, America has some issues. Looking at the list above, America seems to be in a bit of trouble. Looking at the list above it would be safe to assume (from a conservative viewpoint) that America is in for some seriously rough times. Looking at the list above it appears that America has fallen down and it’s gonna be a minute before(if she does) get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can address all of the above and much more with one simple statement from my 96 year old Grandfather, “ You reap what you sow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s right. You reap what you sow- what exactly have we been sowing in the last 20-30 years? Love for America? Practical and sound economic practices that are free of political tampering? Real world banking practices that are based upon real world risks? Educating our children on the concepts of good debt/ bad debt, moral/immoral? Oh hell-to- the- fuckin’- no, we have done none of the above, yet we desire an economy and lifestyle that all those things provide.What are we,a nation of infants? I mean the thinking above is infantile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the so-called “ stimulus package”- Let’s see, Americans have too much debt on all levels- private and business, so let’s go deeper into debt- yeah that’s the ticket. Let’s make our grandchildren pay for this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s got to stop. It will stop. We are going to stop it, or it will stop when the whole thing collapses in upon itself, either way it will stop.&lt;br /&gt;-Later’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-2619726469724041789?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/2619726469724041789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=2619726469724041789&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/2619726469724041789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/2619726469724041789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2009/02/under-pressure.html' title='Under Pressure'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/SYr5zUYzITI/AAAAAAAACP4/kGuxXETAKmU/s72-c/pressure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-6436288144964309988</id><published>2008-11-07T06:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:22:11.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ah.........Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/SRQyJcoZ-kI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PW-70xkkT6U/s1600-h/sup.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265889002188831298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/SRQyJcoZ-kI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PW-70xkkT6U/s320/sup.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the worm turned and bit the sorry-assed Republicans in their stupid asses. I didn't have a horse in the Presidential race, didn't buy a ticket and watch them run with glee, no, I didn't go to the track. I went about life- you know..... living it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched the election results and felt a certain respect and admiration for Presedant elect Obama. It was and is a historical event. But I have always felt and believed what he accomplished was possible for any black man or woman that set their mind to do so, I have always believed that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  MCain was not rewarded for being a thorne in the side of true conservatives(all three of them that are left in the republican party) and Sarah Palin gained valuble experience for the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How will President Obama govern? From the Left or from the Center- definatly not the right, is what I want to know. We have a economy that has one foot in a depression and the other on a banana peel. The Democarats are going to have to be carefull with their agenda. They are going to have to ease up on all the tax this ,tax that rhetoric. Let me put this in layman's terms- if the Democrats fuckin fiddle when they should faddle- we all are fucked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe America has proven that it is big enough and strong enough to survive Nancy Pelosi, Harry Reid and President Obama. Case in point: the last time the Democrats had majorities and the presidency ,Jima Carter was the man- whooo.... some of us came of age during that time, it was not pretty, but America took it, moved on and prospered. That's the secret of America, that's the the little special thing that this great country is able to do that seperates it from the rest of the world. It's like Ray Charles used to sing in his version of America the Beautiful, " God done shed his grace on thee" Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-6436288144964309988?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/6436288144964309988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=6436288144964309988&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/6436288144964309988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/6436288144964309988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahlife.html' title='ah.........Life'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/SRQyJcoZ-kI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PW-70xkkT6U/s72-c/sup.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-8097348052583855901</id><published>2008-06-09T08:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:07:31.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"WHO DO YOU LOVE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/SE0ocruEltI/AAAAAAAAADI/thWi30Ph78Q/s1600-h/220px-BoDiddley1997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209864817174943442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/SE0ocruEltI/AAAAAAAAADI/thWi30Ph78Q/s320/220px-BoDiddley1997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; BO DIDDLY- DEC. 30,1928-JUNE 2, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT CAN SAID ABOUT THIS MAN? MR. DIDDLY DID IT ALL AND SOME. HIS UNIQUE RHYTHMIC STYLE ON THE GUITAR MADE HIM AND HIS MUSIC RECOGNIZABLE WORLDWIDE. BO ASKED IN SONG,"WHO DO YOU LOVE", WE LOVED YOU BO DIDDLY - REST IN PEACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-8097348052583855901?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/8097348052583855901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=8097348052583855901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/8097348052583855901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/8097348052583855901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-do-you-love.html' title='&quot;WHO DO YOU LOVE&quot;'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/SE0ocruEltI/AAAAAAAAADI/thWi30Ph78Q/s72-c/220px-BoDiddley1997.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-5141217198235856148</id><published>2008-02-18T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:30:09.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yESSSSSSSS,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/R7nOo8fZzaI/AAAAAAAAACA/04dOJmKE_48/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168389250212285858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/R7nOo8fZzaI/AAAAAAAAACA/04dOJmKE_48/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-5141217198235856148?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/5141217198235856148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=5141217198235856148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/5141217198235856148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/5141217198235856148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2008/02/yessssssss.html' title='yESSSSSSSS,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/R7nOo8fZzaI/AAAAAAAAACA/04dOJmKE_48/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-9191161118646984244</id><published>2008-02-06T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:30:07.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There Must be Some Kind of Way Outta Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;“There must be some kind of way out of here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said the joker to the thief. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There’s too much confusion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can’t get no relief”&lt;br /&gt;All along the Watchtower-Bob Dylan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163889515443336338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="128" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/R6nSJ6NdNJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nJuRFHWeShk/s320/images.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s been awhile since I posted a new article. A short break from blogging turned into a long break. I view the absence as a healthy thing, I started this blog to vent and the less venting I do is an indication that things are going pretty damned good- either that or I just don’t give a fuck about what’s going on in the world, which is the case fifty percent of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Tuesday has necessitated the need in me to vent. Let me put the whole primary thang in a nutshell, I don’t like any of the candidates- none of them, Democratic or Republican. Let’s look at the choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitt Romney- Probably the least repugnant of the whole bunch, but I personally believe there should be a Federal law barring any politician from Massachusetts from pursuing the Presidential Office. I have no problem with the Mormon faith, my experiences with Mormons have been overwhelmingly positive. With that said, I didn’t believe the Southern states would be able to get past it and it appears I was right. Think about it, Catholics are still looked at sideways in the South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huckabee- Let’s face it, Ole’ Huck’s really not a conservative, a Republican- Perhaps, but not a conservative. Also, He hails from Arkansas. Bill and Hillary Clinton fucked it up for everybody coming out of Arkansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron Paul- Shit, Ronnie boy is and has always been plagued by segment of his supporters that are just wayyyyyyyy out there, I mean wayyyyyy out there. Ice water will be readily available in Hell before he ever gets the nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama- Straight up cradle to the grave big government type Liberal. You know what, I respect and admire the guy. Obama is what he says he is- his voting records shows it, his speeches and platform show it, hell it’s refreshing to see a candidate that you don’t have to have a James Bond decoder ring to figure out their platform. But, like I have always said, “ I don’t fuck with Democrats or Liberals”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillary Rodham Clinton- A cold-blooded, power hungry bitch from which there is no escape-ask Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John McCain- A cold-blooded, power hungry bitch that will fuck his own Party to further his political ambitions- and it looks like it’s gonna pay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-9191161118646984244?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/9191161118646984244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=9191161118646984244&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/9191161118646984244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/9191161118646984244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2008/02/there-must-be-some-kind-of-way-outta_06.html' title='There Must be Some Kind of Way Outta Here'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/R6nSJ6NdNJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nJuRFHWeShk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-207657600202059756</id><published>2007-06-16T05:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T05:42:02.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola Amigos.........</title><content type='html'>Is there no one that will uphold the Constitution of the United States of America? No One?- Minor league blogger, “Bold As Love”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayum, can you believe the Senate is preparing to make another run at giving our Country away by revisiting the bullshit Amnesty Bill? Recent polls have showed that most Americans want border enforcement and tougher penalties for employers employing illegal aliens first- then figure out what to do with those already here. This disconnect between our elected leaders and the American public is so pronounced that even the most feeble minded among us can detect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don’t think there is a disconnect, I believe it’s simply a case of the Political Elite attempting to impose their agendas upon a nation. How else can you explain Republicans backing Ted Kennedy? Yep, the Democrats want the illegal vote, and the Republicans want the cheap labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past whenever I have seen these two political parties hook up and push an agenda- Americans have gotten fucked, bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, most people are more concerned about Paris Hilton or the latest slammin’ Hip Hop track than the future of America. Most people invest more time keeping up with the latest reality show on TV instead of reading and analyzing the effects of legalizing a fifth of the Mexican population. Most people just don’t give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be it. Besides, America has a history of “Revolution”, it’s a tool with which we will have to re-familiarize ourselves. Trust me, at some point we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-207657600202059756?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/207657600202059756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=207657600202059756&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/207657600202059756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/207657600202059756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2007/06/hola-amigos.html' title='Hola Amigos.........'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-2907134791175845683</id><published>2007-05-30T02:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:23:35.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend..........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/Rl0Y21ANK0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/nn0RKw1BcmU/s1600-h/kaboom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070236085708991298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/Rl0Y21ANK0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/nn0RKw1BcmU/s320/kaboom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did the annual Memorial day camping trip in the Tennessee mountains with my kids and friends- it was great as usual. I have always loved whitewater rafting and the pic above is my crew bottoming out in a rapid. Yesss........ Well it's back to the daily grind- hope everyone had as great a Memorial day weekend as Me and mine did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-2907134791175845683?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/2907134791175845683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=2907134791175845683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/2907134791175845683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/2907134791175845683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2007/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend..........................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/Rl0Y21ANK0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/nn0RKw1BcmU/s72-c/kaboom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-357242577691517838</id><published>2007-05-19T05:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T05:28:22.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK THE REPUBLICANS.................</title><content type='html'>There, I said it. This bullshit immigration reform bill that is being hyped as the best thing for America is getting on my last nerve. I have always had differences with about 20% of the politicians that identify themselves as Republicans, but it seems like damned near all of them have lost their minds. They have “drank” the Kool-aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the hell does America keep going with these Idiots at the controls? I mean it was precarious enough when it was just the Democrats barking at the moon, now the Republicans are standing next to the Democrats barking like hell. Shit, what’s next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole deal feels like one big fucked up game of hide- and- go -seek, and our elected officials for the last 20 years have been counting "one- Mississippi &lt;a title="Mississippi" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mississippi"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, two-Mississippi, while everybody south of Galveston has been running across the border, pushing down salaries, and setting up households. Yesterday the Bastards hollered "Ollie, Ollie, in come free"- and we the native born citizens and the legally immigrated citizens are going to foot the bill for the 20-40 million illegal’s that our Senate wants to legalize. Just fuckin’ dayum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-357242577691517838?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/357242577691517838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=357242577691517838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/357242577691517838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/357242577691517838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2007/05/fuck-republicans.html' title='FUCK THE REPUBLICANS.................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-2122691965434611751</id><published>2007-04-20T05:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T05:26:03.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy on Campus.......................</title><content type='html'>It has been said; “ If six monkeys sat at typewriters and type randomly for an eternity. They will eventually reproduce all of William Shakespeare’s  life’s work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I submit to you that if Universities are prohibited from removing mentally unstable students from the student population due to Legislators deciding unanimously not to allow them to due so, Virginia’s State Legislators did so, and if background checks to purchase a handgun can not include information concerning a person’s mental status simply because the ACLU and a few others groups don’t want your privacy rights infringed upon, it was evitable that what occurred at Virginia Tech would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks, it seems like everybody dropped the ball on this deal. Shit. This whole tragedy seems to be wrapped in a veneer of politically correct bullshit. Since when did our Colleges become mental illness treatment facilities? Don’t these institutions exist to educate bright young men and women or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my belief that at some point and time this great country will end this sick love affair with political correctness and get back to exercising common sense. It’s too late for the families of the slain students of Virginia Tech and my prayers are with them. I hope the time comes soon when decision are made first and foremost with practical concern of those that may be affected- instead of some political agenda that happens to sound all nice and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya’ll take care out there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-2122691965434611751?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/2122691965434611751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=2122691965434611751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/2122691965434611751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/2122691965434611751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2007/04/tragedy-on-campus.html' title='Tragedy on Campus.......................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-4695804216854737241</id><published>2007-04-06T04:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T04:51:18.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Men in America..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/RhYJG6bin7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/zi7kuFtjKb0/s1600-h/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050234046511226802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/RhYJG6bin7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/zi7kuFtjKb0/s320/flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America is slowly but surely becoming a “Nanny State.” I fault the men of America, or rather what passes for men these days.There seems to be mostly extreme groups of men in America. Let’s take a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irresponsible thugs that respect no tradition or law. These assholes make it a habit to father children they have no intention of raising, they can be counted upon for nothing- except to populate our prisons systems. Can always be found hanging out on some street corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foppish-suited, back stabbing, narrow-shouldered, vain, business types that talk about tradition and law- but don't hesitate to circumvent it when they deem it necessary. Can you say Enron? American business and Law schools of the 80’s turned these weasels out by the truck load. These fuckshits tend to populate our political offices, both local and national.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earth-first/Green Peace I wanna’ go back to the womb girly men that just want to be hugged. These bastards whine about saving the rainforest and animals rights-They pontificate on the beauty of nature, yet have never spent a true moment in nature. How else can you describe their total ignorance of the fact that nature is a cruel Mistress that feeds the young, weak and aged to the strong and hungry. Nature doesn’t give a shit about what is fair and equitable. Left to these guys, America would subsists solely on soy products and really bad granola. These pisspots usually populate the Human Resource Departments of large corporations- that is until they go nutso fulltime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt-ridden, bed wetting, reality ignoring Liberals. Jeez, these pansies make real men want to walk up and bitch slap some sense into them. There is nothing these spineless pricks won’t apologize for- Slavery, the Punic wars, really terrible off Broadway shows- These slugs are usually actors, newspaper editors, TV anchor men and women, activists of various flavors, and lately often times they moonlight as Senators and Congressmen and Women. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spoiled Mama’s boys that will never grow the fuck up. Oops, a lot of ladies out there are nodding their heads in agreement on this group. There be a lot of these fuckers. They are the Masters of excuses, and the Princes of alibi’s. The only redeeming factor concerning these pussies is they are usually not politically active, other than that, they are useless and can usually be found hanging around their Mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly ass Wannabees. You know the type- guys that didn’t have the guts to go down to their local recruiter and join the military but wear camo every day of their lives- former soldiers never wear camo so trivially. We only wear it after our military service while hunting, and then it’s not military style camo but a camo made for hunting called Realtree. These freaks have every assault rifle ever offered for sale and are looking to acquire more and consider themselves conservatives, but will support anyone that advances their ability to acquire more assault rifles. Do not confuse these guys with your down home, hard core, country boy can survive rednecks that wear camo three days out of the week- most of them did serve in the military. These Silly ass Wannabees are all show ponies and can be found at weekend gun shows running up the price of mediocre guns by over paying for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metrosexuals- What the hell is this all about anyway-fags in waiting ? Are these the pretty boys of the new millennium? The most disturbing thing about this group is their sexual ambiguity pisses off both straight and gay men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on with this, but I think you get the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What America needs is more Men that understand what Honor, Respect, Freedom, Independence, and responsibility mean- Men that will die for those beliefs. Men that subscribe to a higher ideal, you know, Men that know what the fuck to do with WD40 and Duct tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-4695804216854737241?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/4695804216854737241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=4695804216854737241&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/4695804216854737241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/4695804216854737241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2007/04/men-in-america_06.html' title='Men in America..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/RhYJG6bin7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/zi7kuFtjKb0/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-117144244237092749</id><published>2007-02-14T03:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T03:43:06.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>words of wisdom......on a t-shirt.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/RdLLbYs5heI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yPVwVV5yr2g/s1600-h/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031307405073941986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/RdLLbYs5heI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yPVwVV5yr2g/s320/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-117144244237092749?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/117144244237092749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=117144244237092749&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/117144244237092749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/117144244237092749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2007/02/words-of-wisdom.html' title='words of wisdom......on a t-shirt.............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FZm8zsf6fxc/RdLLbYs5heI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yPVwVV5yr2g/s72-c/ShowLetter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-116306978514243856</id><published>2006-11-09T05:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T08:03:48.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to come..............</title><content type='html'>The smoke has cleared and the carnage is obvious. What happened? How the Fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s simple, as I have been saying for a while now- The Conservative base is the most astute block of voters in America, you can not blow smoke up their asses and get away with it, besides, we can be a vindictive bunch. You’ve heard the expression, “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned”, well,” a woman scorned hath no fury like a Conservative forced to pick between the lesser of two evils.” You govern like a Democrat, we will let the Democrats govern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Bush the elder learned this the hard way, remember his “no new taxes” bullshit. Bullshit that the base saw through and made him pay for. “W” and the new Minority party are standing in front of the black board as we speak, writing over and over again, “I will not Forget to govern as a Conservative”, finally realizing that galloping across the country screaming” the Liberals are coming, the Liberals are coming”, is not enough. We Conservatives that refused to back the Republicans may  actually feel a little guilt at some point, but we will get over it, remember we have been here before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few weeks you will hear the talking heads analyze the downfall of the Republicans. You will hear a call for non-partisan cooperation between the Whitehouse and the new Democratic majority, this will be from the Media, Nancy and the Crew long ago drew up their plans, and will run them straight up George Bush’s ass if they can. See, the Democrats understand the usage of power, they know what a majority means- having held such status and power for so long in the past, and unless W finds that Veto pen he lost for the last six years, their will, will be done. Yeah, it’s going to get very interesting over the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will quickly come to realize that Charlie Rangel is a stone cold idiot and will not be able to stomach his many appearances for more than two minute tops. As the many committees and chairmanships are assumed control of by Democrats, you will start to develope a thicker skin than you are accustomed too- it's a natural defense mechanism. The Democrats, finally back in power will once again put forth a liberal agenda, and once again America, which is basically conservative, will take away their majority. All these things and more will play out over the next two years-2008 is going to be one hell of a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, all is not gloom and doom for my fellow conservatives out there across the country.  Hey, at least we still have our health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-116306978514243856?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/116306978514243856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=116306978514243856&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/116306978514243856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/116306978514243856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/11/things-to-come.html' title='Things to come..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-116288338847761096</id><published>2006-11-07T02:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T02:13:13.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote Republican...........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/votegop-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/votegop-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was e-mailed this picture by a Republican friend in hopes that I would go out today and vote Republican- I’m still not voting. I decided a long time ago I would not pick the lesser of two evils ever again. Besides, the Republicans need to be taught a lesson from the conservative base- govern conservatively or go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day at the polls&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-116288338847761096?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/116288338847761096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=116288338847761096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/116288338847761096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/116288338847761096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/11/vote-republican.html' title='Vote Republican...........................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-116193102990797316</id><published>2006-10-27T02:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T02:37:09.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BOHICA</title><content type='html'>BOHICA – “Bend over here it comes.”&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Turned off the TV and Radio the other day, couldn’t stomach all the rhetoric that has been coming down the pipe-from both parties. Dayum, it’s strictly DVD’s and music CD’s until the elections are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There is a feeling of hopelessness among a lot of Conservatives lately, a sense of dreaded uncertainty concerning the Republican’s chances of retaining power. I for one would like to see them sit on the bench for a while, they haven’t governed like Conservatives, and should suffer the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The up coming election is but one battle of many. The real fight will be in 2008. That’s when the “Soul of America” will be at stake. That’s when Liberals, now preferring to be called “Progressives”, will make what will perhaps be their last stand before truly becoming progressives. Let me see if I understand this Progressive label thing- Here is a party that believes talking can solve any problem, there is no ideal or cause in which sacrifice or fighting is necessary, no murderer should be executed-yet unborn children, the truly innocent, should not be afforded any protection while in the womb. We can’t be inconveniencing the enlightened progressive women that find themselves just a little bit pregnant at the wrong time. Hmmm…… it’s about choice- allrightyy  then, so much for being progressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope Republicans can get it together in time for the 2008 presidential elections, I really do, because right now, they can’t tell the difference from their ass and a hole in the ground- Yeah, BOHICA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-116193102990797316?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/116193102990797316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=116193102990797316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/116193102990797316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/116193102990797316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/10/bohica.html' title='BOHICA'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-116011284312813602</id><published>2006-10-06T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T01:34:03.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM HOMELESS..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/homeless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/homeless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been coming for quite awhile. It’s official, I am, Homeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politically, I’m a Libertarian. I will never vote for a Democrat, ever. For the last six years I found a temporary home with the Republicans. I have been tossed out into the cold streets, once again, a Libertarian vagabond. Homeless……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? Well it’s simple. I have been making the suggestion to a lot of Republicans I know that they do not deserve to maintain their advantage in Congress. I have been saying that they, The Republicans, have forgotten what real conservatives are and what they do. I even have announced that I would be sitting out the fall elections because I can not bring myself to honestly support them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s bad enough that the Republicans won’t deal with the illegal alien issue, ( it’s not a immigration issue), it’s bad enough that they careless these days about real tax reform, but, I was willing to support them simply because I believe we need to fight the war against Islamic Terrorists. Now I am not willing to support them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Foley debacle was the tipping point. Let’s take the Speaker’s word and assume he was never told that the e-mails were sexually explicit, okay, someone was still asleep at the switch- in a big way. It’s simple, the way the Republicans have handled the incident concerning Rep. Foley has turned my stomach. I believe it would do the Republican party some real good to loose their majority, sit on the back bench for the next two years and get back in touch with their base- Conservatives. Yeah, Political Time out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-116011284312813602?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/116011284312813602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=116011284312813602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/116011284312813602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/116011284312813602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-homeless.html' title='I AM HOMELESS..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115933688703813599</id><published>2006-09-27T02:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T04:50:38.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Lately</title><content type='html'>“What’s Going On”&lt;br /&gt;- Marvin Gaye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the last week and a half, I get a little frustrated. You had Hugo Chavez talking smack on American soil, that creep from Iran also, former President Bill Clinton going off in an interview, Sheesh…. What’s next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it has been said, “when the center does not hold, things fall apart”. Baby, Western civilization’s shit is getting raggedy. At the rate we are going we have 20-25 years tops before it all comes tumbling down. Or, we can cut out all the dumb shit and get this great experiment called America back on track and continue the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends on the left, and some of my friends on the right, do not be mistaken, America has been, and is the best and only hope for a sane, safe world. Warts and all, America’s existence has been a stabilizing force on this planet. Show me another country that had the capability to subjugate the world and did not attempt to do so. Show me another country that has historically sent it’s young men and women into harm’s way and only asked for enough ground to bury those unfortunate enough to be killed. Show me another country that approaches anywhere close to the scale of freedom and prosperity that Americans have, show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear the appeasers amongst us will never understand what is at stake. The world seems to be reliving that nightmare of a year1932, sitting back, giving instead of being firm, allowing the enemies of freedom to grow stronger- much like the world did when Hitler was amassing one of the most efficient armies the world had ever seen. Hitler would couple that army with his Nazi ideology and damned near conquer the world. As Nazi Germany led by a madman rose in power, it inspired Japan to make a bid for it’s share of the world. History has a tendency to repeat itself, that is, if we allow it. God, I hope we don’t wait to late to deal with our enemies, I hope that at some point all the leaders in America recognize the threats that face us. At least step back and ask,”what’s going on”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115933688703813599?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115933688703813599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115933688703813599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115933688703813599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115933688703813599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-lately.html' title='Here Lately'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115736200141727890</id><published>2006-09-04T05:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T05:42:41.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crikey..............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/si.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/si.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 22Feb.1962- 4Sept. 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early afternoon of 4 September 20064 , Steve Irwin was fatally stung in the chest by a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stingray"&gt;stingray&lt;/a&gt; off the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Barrier_Reef"&gt;Great Barrier Reef&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australia"&gt;Australia&lt;/a&gt; while filming an underwater documentry&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago while watching television with my kids, we stumbled across the “Crocodile Hunter”, Steve Irwin. Here was a man that wasn’t scared of anything that crawled, slithered, or swam. Just about everything he chased had sharp teeth, and knew how to use them. My kids and I were instant fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing of Steve Irwin’s death I was saddened. It’s simple, there are too many punk-assed men on television. Steve-o would be driving down a road and see movement in a mud hole, jump out of his land rover and dive in. After a considerable amount of splashing, low and behold, He would have12-15ft of crocodile in the full nelson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one episode where Steve was using himself to demonstrate how effectively a spitting cobra could spit. Wearing a pair of sunglasses he took quite a few shots from a very pissed off cobra. The camera work was superb, you could see the venom collecting on the glasses and the parts of his face that weren’t covered by the glasses. Needless to say the venom burned his bare skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television used to be filled with men like Steve Irwin. Men like Jacques Cousteau, Marlin Perkins and Jim fowler. Men that got down and dirty taking life threatening risks doing their jobs of showing the public the world of animals and their surroundings. Who really gave a damn about whales until Jacques Cousteau filmed them gracefully gliding in the ocean? How many children born in the 60’s and 70’s did these men and others inspire to appreciate the sometimes delicate ecosystems in nature, and the need to preserve and protect it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long Steve, Crikey……… we are going to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115736200141727890?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115736200141727890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115736200141727890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115736200141727890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115736200141727890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/09/crikey.html' title='Crikey..............................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115648408546044605</id><published>2006-08-25T01:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T01:46:01.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts.....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans--born in this century, tempered by war, disciplined by a hard and bitter peace, proud of our ancient heritage--and unwilling to witness or permit the slow undoing of those human rights to which this Nation has always been committed, and to which we are committed today at home and around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure the survival and the success of liberty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This much we pledge--and more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- John F. Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to Democrats like JFK? President Kennedy was not a perfect man by any stretch of the imagination. Hell, his personal life was just plain scandalous, yet he captured the essence of what America was all about. He also believed in tax cuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read JFK’s words out loud. Do you feel the strength and promise? Do you recognize the eloquence, the resolve? Where can this spirit be seen within the Democratic party these days? Nowhere, damn, there is a serious shortage of this spirit among Republican’s also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how Jack would feel about his party today? Would he approve of how the Democrats have resorted to cannibalism, just take a look at how the Democratic party is treating Joe Lieberman. Apparently Joe forgot to read the Democratic party’s newly revised Bible- &lt;em&gt;Pelosi 5:4 “Ye shall wander in the wilderness, alone, unsupported, and vulnerable. Lest thee follow the party line” &lt;/em&gt;Good luck Joe, I didn’t agree with you 70% of the time, but at least you took a stand on the Iraq war, all the while knowing it would put your political career on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The political agenda of both parties concerning illegal immigration is giving me nightmares. Is it just me, or does it seem like both parties really don’t want to deal with this issue? We appear to be caught between both parties on this issue, the Democrats want the illegal alien vote, and the Republicans want their cheap labor. Just Dayum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot understand the reluctance of some of my fellow Americans in recognizing the danger of Islamic terrorists. Just how much shit do they have to fuck up before some of us will take them serious? How many more 911’s have to occur before a little light goes off in their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the future is taking on the appearance of one big global crap shoot, I just hope we don’t crap out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115648408546044605?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115648408546044605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115648408546044605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115648408546044605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115648408546044605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts.....................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115509599651188404</id><published>2006-08-08T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:50:43.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free At Last, Free At Last.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S. House - District 4 - Dem Runoff&lt;br /&gt;Georgia 167 of 167 Precincts Reporting - 100.00%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnson , Hank  41,178 - 58.82%&lt;br /&gt;McKinney , Cynthia (i)  28,832 - 41.18%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nightmare is over for the people of the 4th congressional district of Georgia. Cynthia McKinney was defeated in a runoff by challenger Hank Johnson- ding dong the witch is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This outcome really is a loss for the Republicans of Georgia. Ms. McKinney was an embarrassment to the Democrats and could be counted on to make the sorriest Republican look good. Hank Johnson is a poised, soft-spoken, level- headed Democrat. This will strengthen the Democrats in Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the people of Georgia won’t be humiliated every time Ms. McKinney opens her mouth any more- and that’s a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115509599651188404?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115509599651188404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115509599651188404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115509599651188404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115509599651188404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/08/free-at-last-free-at-last.html' title='Free At Last, Free At Last.............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115491070566384043</id><published>2006-08-06T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T20:35:43.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;This article was sent to me by a friend. It is basically saying what I have believed for a very long time.Can a good Muslim be a good American? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Theologically - no. Because his allegiance is to Allah, the moon god of Arabia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Religiously - no. Because no other religion is accepted by his Allah except Islam (Quran, 2:256)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Scripturally - no. Because his allegiance is to the five pillars of Islam and the Quran (Koran).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Geographically - no. Because his allegiance is to Mecca, to which he turns in prayer five times a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Socially - no. Because his allegiance to Islam forbids him to make friends with Christians or Jews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Politically - no. Because he must submit to the mullah (spiritual leaders), who teach annihilation of Israel and Destruction of America, the great Satan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Domestically - no. Because he is instructed to marry four women and beat and scourge his wife when she disobeys him (Quran 4:34).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Intellectually - no. Because he cannot accept the American Constitution since it is based on Biblical principles and he believes the Bible to be corrupt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Philosophically - no. Because Islam, Muhammad, and the Quran do not allow freedom of religion and expression. Democracy and Islam cannot coexist.Every Muslim government is either dictatorial or autocratic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*Spiritually - no. Because when we declare "one nation under God," the Christian's God is loving and kind, while Allah is NEVER referred to as heavenly father, nor is he ever called love in The Quran's 99 excellent names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115491070566384043?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115491070566384043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115491070566384043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115491070566384043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115491070566384043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/08/questions.html' title='Questions............................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115432137642153138</id><published>2006-07-31T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:55:58.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GHETTO TAX............</title><content type='html'>Lately I’ve been hearing more and more grumbling about the so-called “Ghetto Tax”. You know the concept of po’ Black Peoples getting ripped off by insurance companies simply because of where they live. I ask you, is there such an animal in existence, or is it just another Liberal, “issue of the month’, which there seems to be no shortage of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is not just no- but hell no. There is no such thing as a “Ghetto Tax”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insurance companies are in the business of insuring risks. They are not benevolent agencies that exist to replace shit that gets broken, stolen, burned, flooded, ect... just for the niceness of it- they are in the insuring business to make a fuckin’ profit- yes, and the bigger the profit the better they like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once this simple fact is understood then it doesn’t take a leap of faith to see how idiotic the concept of a “Ghetto Tax” is. Still not there with me, okay, let’s play a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pookie and Ray-Ray live on the southwest side of Atlanta, in the’hood. It is not uncommon to see open air drug sales during all times of the day or night, and crack-addicted prostitutes wandering up and down the streets looking for john’s to finance their addition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Larry and Daryl live on the east side of town, Lithonia, in a middle class neighborhood. The houses are well maintained, lawns cut and landscaped, no broken glass fills the street, and the kids do not hang out under the street lights after dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pookie and Ray-Ray have both been the victims of vandalism a combined total of eight times in one year. The both have had their cars broken into several times by criminals either seeking to steal them or steal their radios. Pookie’s 3 bedroom  home was broken into twice, once while he was on vacation- it was damned near emptied out, and once during the day while he was at work. Being the hard working intelligent person he is Pookie made insurance claims in all instances, and his losses were minimized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray-Ray rents a 2 bedroom apartment and has had the door kicked in three times in the span of a year, twice by the police, and once during a so-called home invasion. Ray-Ray suffered a tremendous loss during the home invasion. He lost a lot of cash, jewelry and drugs. Due to the fact the Ray Ray can’t even spell leasers insurance, and he never purchased it, he has never made a claim against his losses during the so-called home invasion. And even  if he did have a policy he probably could not recover losses due to the illegal nature of his activities, but he has made multiple claims on his auto insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry and Daryl have homeowners insurance and auto insurance. Daryl loves to grill, and this past summer He failed to make sure the coals in his grill were completely out before pushing it under his wooden deck. This resulted in a fire in which an observant neighbor called the fire department , unlike Pookie’s neighbors that didn’t see nothin’ nor hear nothin’ when Pookie’s house was cleaned out. Daryl’s loss was a burned down deck, which his insurance company promptly made good on- after Daryl paid his deductible. Daryl has no other losses in the last two years, home or auto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry, on the other hand has had his car vandalized twice, both times while visiting his cousin Pookie. Each time He paid his deductible and his car was restored to it’s original state. Larry has never had to make a claim against his homeowners insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These four black men live in predominately black areas, are of similar age, bring in similar income,  at least on paper Ray Ray does. Yet, Larry and Daryl pay significantly less for the insurance coverage than Pookie and Ray Ray. Why- more shit happens in Pookie’s and Ray Ray area than does Larry’s and Daryl’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This translates into more money spent by their insurers whom in turn charge them more to insure their higher levels of risk. And it should be this way. I hear some people saying that we all pay for the losses that hurricanes cause insurance companies- false, State farm tried to do that and ended up having to refund millions of their customers the overage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all basic. Anyone that insists on propagating the concept of “Ghetto Taxes” is full of bull, case closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I close this post let’s take one last look at Pookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pookie purchased his house for a bargain at 65,0000.00 dollars due to the fact of the condition of the neighborhood,  plus the house needed a substantial amount of work done to it. Pookie understood all of this including he would have higher risks that would result in higher insurance premiums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pookie also understood that his house was built in the early 40’s- they don’t build them like that anymore, and invested another 50,000.00 dollars into it knowing that it’s value would one day quadruple. Pookie knows from experience that the area He lives in will take the course of the areas similar in the past. More people like Pookie will move into the area restoring and reclaiming the area and wake up one day with a vibrant, sought after neighborhood,  just like Larry’s and Daryl’s, with comparable insurance rates and property values off the chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115432137642153138?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115432137642153138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115432137642153138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115432137642153138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115432137642153138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/07/ghetto-tax.html' title='GHETTO TAX............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115380942414403519</id><published>2006-07-25T02:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T05:28:35.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/picsrv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/picsrv2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earl and Tida Woods baby boy won the British Open this past weekend in one of the most extrodinary displays of golfing prowess probally ever seen on the golf course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine Michael Jordon giving up his bread and butter jump shot during the a NBA final, imagine Larry Bird not throwing a single, made you look stupid, pass. Imagine The Big Unit throwing breaking balls for nine innings, His fastball nowhere to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the equalivent of what Tiger Woods did- Tiger hit one driver off the tee during the whole friggin' tournament. Relying solely on his 2 iron and 3 wood, Tiger fell short of breaking his own previous British Open record by one stroke, yet He still managed to win the tournament by two strokes. Just Dayum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listened to a local black radio talk show concerning the, "Plight of Black America", I shook my head and realized that the host of the show just did not get it. They and other so-called Black leaders just don't have a clue. There is no Government program, no political handout, no village, that can compare to the love, care, and gudiance of a Mother and Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Earl and Tida, thank you and God for this truly amazing individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115380942414403519?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115380942414403519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115380942414403519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115380942414403519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115380942414403519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/07/earl-and-tida-woods-baby-boy-won.html' title=''/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115328356807711709</id><published>2006-07-19T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T08:42:49.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/ial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/ial.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of Liberals are confused about what is going on in the Middle east concerning Israel and Hezbollah, so I am going to simplifying the issue for them.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of looking at all the graphs and charts and listening to tired -ass experts on CNN, all of which seem to believe you can negotiate diplomatically with Islamists Terrorists , Liberals can read the following paragraphs and consider themselves well informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel is kicking hard in some Hezbollah ass as we speak, let’s back up and look at the historical pattern that has lead to this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel gets wacked by Hezbollah, Israel launches raids against Hezbollah, Hezbollah cries and whines to the world community, world community tells Israel to stop, Israel stops. This scenario has played itself out over and over but recently things have changed. Here’s how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel cedes land that was previously captured and used as a buffer, going so far as to forcefully remove it’s own settlers from said land. In spite of this gesture of peace Hezbollah conducts raids that result in the capture of Israeli soldiers, Israel launches raids against Hezbollah to retrieve captured soldiers, Hezbollah  starts firing rockets farther into Israeli territory than ever before- due to the captured buffer being gone and the longer range Kassam missles that have somehow fallen into the hands of Hezbollah,  Israel turns loose the dogs of war, Hezbollah  whines to the world community, yet continues to fire Kassam missiles- missiles that are basically point and shoot,  world community implores Israel to stop, Israel says fuck all ya’ll and continues to kick off in Hezbollah’s ass. Okay, everybody’s up to speed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the classroom portion of this post is taken care of lets get to the editorial section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel should allow the dogs of war to run free until Hezbollah is a shell of what it was. In an ideal world Hezbollah would be hunted down and destroyed to the last man, but guess what, the world is not ideal- so I’d like to see Israel conduct this rat hunt for another two weeks,  that ought to be enough time to severely cripple Hezbollah’s ability to wage terror against the citizens of Israel. It amazes me that perfectly sane and intelligent people refuse to understand the concept of self-defense- of ones self or a Nation. Is this what the world has come to, afford thy neighbor every opportunity to destroy you, but never raise your hand in your own self defense? Hm….. what kind of a free people can live by those rules? Here’s a Hint: there never has been nor will there ever be a free people that live by those rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115328356807711709?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115328356807711709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115328356807711709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115328356807711709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115328356807711709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/07/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s going On'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115252196869631381</id><published>2006-07-10T04:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T13:55:23.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Cup ?????????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/wcp.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/wcp.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the world cup has been decided, and America basically yawned, except for the immigrants amongst us – legal and illegal. Why is this so? I believe it’s the game itself. Soccer, aka football, has never attained a status similar to the sports Americans love and adore. Here’s the problem in a nutshell- Soccer lacks the combination of pure power and grace. Yeah, it’s as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you are asking yourself – what the hell is he talking about, power and grace? I submit that all of the sports hallowed in America have this key ingredient. Let’s take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American football stands out in this regard. From the crushing tackles to the deft touch of a pass thrown by a quarterback to a receiver surrounded by defenders, to the shear fearlessness of a running back going through a line of defenders all outweighing him by a minimum of 150 pounds, this key ingredient is present in every play, Power and Grace. And we love it, we love this game played on all it’s levels, from Pop Warner ball, High school football, College football  , and the ultimate- Professional football. Power and Grace, every Saturday and Sunday on ESPN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s look at Baseball with it’s 80- 100 mile an hour fastballs, home runs smashed out of the park, shortstops cleanly picking white hot ground balls, making the throw to first base a split second ahead of the runner stepping on the bag, it’s all there- Power and grace. Let’s not forget the double play, a masterpiece in timing, yet we expect double plays to be turned routinely, and most of the time they are. How many times have we watched center fielders run down those impossible fly balls hit in the gap– and catch them, or the right fielder running to the wall and jumping up, glove above the wall and robbing a batter of a homerun, yeah, we love that kinda shit. Americans basically hate stealing, yet in Baseball the exception is made. If you can steal bases in the Major leagues, you’re a bonafide sports god. One of the most admired examples of thievery, the ultimate theft- stealing home plate, Power and Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball in spite of the thug-assed millionaires that play it these days, is still another example of Power and Grace. The shear stamina it takes to run up and down the court easily equals and exceeds all the running around you see on a soccer field. The passes made with the flick of a wrist, you know the ones where the spectators are fooled along with the defender- Grace, and if you have played the game on any level you know that there is Power hidden in such a seemingly subtle action. Slam dunks, Alley Oops, Tomahawk dunks, Three pointers, fast breaks that seem choreographed, defending down in the paint, elbows, charges taken that result in a player being hurled backward on his ass- Power and Grace. Speaking of Power and Grace, Muhammad Ali was the most recognizable man in the world until Michael Jordan came along- Yes, Mr. Power and Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s examine Hockey, you know the game where grown men skate around on ice hitting a little black disc. It ranks behind the rest of our sports but it has a following in the Northern States and Canada that is as faithful as Green bay packers fans- yeah, it’s that serious. Hockey is football, baseball, and basketball and ice skating all rolled into one- with a touch of boxing thrown in for flavor. Where else can you see someone skate like a figure skater one second and check an opponent into the wall resulting in blood on the ice. You have these heavily padded grown men skating at breakneck speeds and turning on a friggin’ dime, slapping weirdly angled shot into the net, passing the puck with delicacy- yeah, Power and Grace on the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you starting to understand what soccer lacks? I will say that at times soccer is graceful, and the players are very fit and athletic- but the consistent combination of power and grace is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer also suffers from image issues.  Soccer does not attract the best athletes during those crucial years of athletic development- childhood. Most kids that play soccer are there because they don’t play the other sports well- watching these kids play in one spastic exhibition after another is an ordeal- unless you are the parent of one of the kids. This issue is slowly changing and perhaps soccer in America will one day attract kids of all athletic skill levels, much like golf has been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer comes off as being the game of repressed peoples, dictators, despots, socialists, communists, and punk-ass Frenchmen. Think about it, given the choice of receiving free tickets to the Super bowl in a sky booth, or free tickets to the World cup finals all expenses paid, most American will take the Super bowl tickets. I know I would, and I’ve been known to watch a soccer game or two. Gottta have Power and Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115252196869631381?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115252196869631381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115252196869631381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115252196869631381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115252196869631381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup.html' title='The World Cup ?????????????'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115225078370426249</id><published>2006-07-07T01:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T01:42:32.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 60TH....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/jmmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/jmmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As most of you know I am not a big fan of Jimmy Carter. As a fellow Georgian there are times I wish he would shut the fuck up- it’s embarrassing some of the ideas and words that come out of his mouth. But there are some things I really admire about President Carter, one in particular is his marriage to Rosalynn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jimmy and Rosalynn Carter are celebrating their 60t wedding anniversary. It is my belief that the number-one status symbol you can acquire in our society is not a fancy car, a yacht, an airplane or an multi-million dollar mansion. It’s a long-term marriage. Why? It’s simple. You can’t buy one, you can’t win one, the only way to get one is to work your ass off for decades. It takes two people committed to each other, two people holding and backing each other up, two people going the distance together to have a long term-marriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Congratulations Mr. And Mrs. Carter, I stand in admiration of your achievement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115225078370426249?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115225078370426249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115225078370426249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115225078370426249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115225078370426249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-60th.html' title='HAPPY 60TH....................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-115079406870385183</id><published>2006-06-20T05:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T07:03:01.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There Be Cobras in Georgia ...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/ehognosespreading.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/ehognosespreading.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As a kid growing up, I would spend summers with my Grandparents. As I have written before my Grandparents lived in rural Georgia(the country), and this fact allowed my cousins and I to roam and explore the surrounding fields, lakes, creeks, rivers, and woods. Leaving my Grandparents house after breakfast we would get gone until supper time (that’s a southern lunch), eat supper, once again leave the house , and would not have to be back until dinner. Last week I saw a blast from the past- something I haven’t seen in over 25 years. Something that as a kid I saw quite frequently during those summers while playing in the fields and woods with my cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The picture you see above is of a Hognosed snake- the old folks called it by one of it’s other common names-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spreading adder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. It’s official name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Heterdon platirhinos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Eastern Hognosed Snake. Hognosed snakes were very common in Georgia when I was growing up, and still are when and where the habitat is suitable. It’s upturned nose, resembling a hog snout is how it came by it’s unflattering name.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The Hognose snake has some very unique qualities- qualities that would scare the hell out of a bunch of boys that watched Wild Kingdom religiously and knew about Cobra’s. The Hognosed snake when threatened will put on an impressive display of hissing, spreading their neck like a cobra, and even striking with their mouth closed. If one continues to bother it, they will roll over on their back and play dead. Despite their bold act, they never intentionally bite humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;We personally did not get to see one play dead the first time we encountered a hognosed snake, but then again, after surprising it and causing it to spread it’s neck like a Cobra- we didn’t stick around to see the rest of the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Imagine six little black boys playing in the woods, overall- clad, barefoot, pretending we were great explorers and hunters, running across a hognosed snake lying in the shade chillin’. My cousin Tim was the first to see the snake and shouted the agreed upon warning if anyone of us were to see a snake- “SNAKE!!!” We all stopped in our tracks and started looking for the snake he claimed to be seeing- My cousin Tim had a history of seeing snakes that turned out to be sticks, bundles of straw, old cans- hell, everything was a potential snake to him. This time Tim had spotted the real deal, it would be our first encounter with the Eastern Hognosed snake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Within 30 seconds everyone of us had some sort of stick in our hands- my cousin Steve was always the smallest and I swear he had what looked like a freakin’ tree trunk in his hands. My cousin Gerald had a tree limb with the leaves still attached, I still wonder where he got it from, and I myself, had found a nice stick about a inch in diameter that got bigger towards it’s end, which made it look like a little club, lying conveniently right off the path we had been walking along. The rest of my cousins had what amounted to switches, but we felt we were sufficiently armed and eased closer to classify what kind of snake we had stumbled upon. The enterprise came apart when my cousin Gerald nudged the snake with his leafy tree limb. What happened next still cracks me up to this day- Mr. Hognosed snake Flatten it’s neck and started hissing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I think all six of us broke the world record 100 yard dash, twice. The first 100 was broken with sticks in our hands, the second &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;sans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;sticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;We still laugh about that day during Family Reunions. After doing our individual Jessie Owens imitations, we showed up at the house out of breath describing what had happened to our Grandfather, he accompanied us back to the spot we had seen the snake- sure enough it was still stretched out in the shade- probably all laughed out about scaring the hell out of six little black boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;My Grandfather gave us one of his many lessons- “do not ever kill this kind of snake”, he told us," it eats mice and such and is harmless." He also showed us how the Hog nosed snake plays dead after the hissing act doesn’t work- it rolls over on it’s back an plays dead. Yeah, it’s comical because if you roll it back over onto it's stomach it will roll back over onto it's back, no matter how many times you do it-  so much for being dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Running across a Hognosed snake last week brought back fond memories- So folks, if you happen to run across a snake with a snout like a hog, flattens it’s neck and hisses- remember. There are no Cobras in Georgia-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Later’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-115079406870385183?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/115079406870385183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=115079406870385183&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115079406870385183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/115079406870385183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/06/there-be-cobras-in-georgia.html' title='There Be Cobras in Georgia ...........'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114947589308981752</id><published>2006-06-04T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:51:33.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY...............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/press1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/press1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         LATER'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114947589308981752?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114947589308981752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114947589308981752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114947589308981752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114947589308981752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/06/why.html' title='WHY...............................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114542610241254760</id><published>2006-04-19T01:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T03:12:10.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"BIG OIL" companies....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/images.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/images.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's say that you're selling a widget for $10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(cost of widget= $9.00) This cost includes the cost of the raw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;materials, equipment, facilities, and employees used to manufacture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the widget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're making a 10% profit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your profit is $1.00. Your profit margin is 10%. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now let's say that your costs go up by $9 a widget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This increase could happen due to increase of raw materials, equipment, and facilities. Maybe you have a rogue Union that has established it’s self with your employees and labor cost have gone through the roof, can you say Ford, or GM. Maybe it’s a combination of all the factors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(new cost of widgets = $18.00)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, you double the price at the widget store. Now widgets are selling for $20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your costs are $18 per widget, so you're making $2.00 on every sale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your profit has doubled to $2.00 per widget, but your profit margin is still 10%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're still making the same profit on every dollar that you invest in your business, but your profits have doubled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let’s replace the widgets with barrels of oil, hmmm…….., see where I am going with this. The “Big Oil” companies have been taking a lot of flack from Elected Representatives, mostly Democrats- but there are a few dumbass Republicans in the bunch, concerning the record profits they are making from the refining of oil. They are being accused of price racketeering and gouging, you name it, the “Big Oil” companies are guilty of it. As you can see above record profits do not mean your profit margins are going up, nor do record profits indicate you are screwing the consumer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some Facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. The “Big Oil” companies do not set the price on a barrel of oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. The “Big Oil” companies adjust to the fluctuating cost of a barrel of oil almost on a daily basis. They refine it into numerous formulas, all grades of gas, low, mid , and high octane, plus diesel fuels are formulated from the same barrels of oil. The “Big Oil” companies attempt to meet America’s demand for fuel in spite of the fact that there is more demand than there was 30 years ago but no appreciable increase in refining capacity(There has not been a new refinery built in America within the last 30 years) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Anyone that spouts rhetoric about how the “Big Oil” companies are scalping the consumers without mentioning profit margins- is a fuckin’ idiot- or they  think you are a fuckin’ idiot. Class dismissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114542610241254760?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114542610241254760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114542610241254760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114542610241254760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114542610241254760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/04/big-oil-companies.html' title='&quot;BIG OIL&quot; companies....................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114431029022576783</id><published>2006-04-06T03:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:53:03.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Your Meds, Please........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/feature1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/feature1_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/1ck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/1ck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictures: L/ Without medication&lt;br /&gt;R/ With Medication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are a lot of us Georgians that can’t quite figure out exactly when or why Rep. Cynthia McKinney stopped taking Her medication, but we wish She would start back.....soon. In the meantime,  She needs all of our compassion- and a little jail time. Rule #1- you do not hit cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, if you are currently on some type of medication that prevents you from acting crazy as a Bessie-bug, please continue to take the medication as directed by your physician. Your friends and family will appreciate it, hell, society in general will appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114431029022576783?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114431029022576783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114431029022576783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114431029022576783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114431029022576783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/04/take-your-meds-please.html' title='Take Your Meds, Please........................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114353745848090447</id><published>2006-03-28T04:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T05:26:46.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There goes Peter Cottontail............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/pc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/pc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Easter, malls across the country are changing their marketing plans to accommodate the politically–correct, cultural diversity, all inclusive agenda by erasing out of existence the Easter Bunny. The Easter Bunny is being renamed the “Spring Bunny”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I guess when the Spring holidays are over you can stash your plastic Spring Bunnies and baskets in the attic with your artificial Holiday tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What punk-assed fuckshit is coming up with these ideas? What’s next, the Celebration Candelabra (menorah)? * Menorah: The Menorah was the ancient representation of the Hebrews and is one of the oldest symbols of the Jewish people. It symbolizes the burning bush as seen by Moses on Mount Sinai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally broke ranks with the Easter tradition in my family. Easter for a lot of Southern Baptists seemed to me to be a fashion show. Everyone paraded to church in their new Easter outfits, matching handbags, shoes, and hats for the Ladies, new suits for the men, Easter dresses for the little girls, and new Easter suits for the little boys. God help you if you managed to get you brand new Easter suit dirty. I know from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The worst part of the whole affair, besides wearing a brand new, itchy monkey suit, had to be the mandatory Easter speeches.  Standing up in front of the church and reciting an Easter speech from memory was a recurring mightmare for me. These speeches seem to get longer and longer every year, for some kids that is. If you were a precocious child, like I was, by the age of nine you were reciting whole soliloquies, like I was. Some kids said the same line every year regardless of their age- “Jesus rose on Easter morn”, and when I mentioned to the adults that the whole affair was for their prideful appreciation- I was immediately beat down. After I became an adult, my Mother would laugh about it and tell me I was right and agreed with me not continuing that part of the tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that kept all the kids going through the whole ordeal was the Easter egg hunt and the huge Easter baskets we knew were waiting at home after church. My Mother and Aunts bought empty baskets and made them up for all the kids- they were great big baskets filled with little toys and chocolate eggs and generally one big ass chocolate bunny. Two kinds of baskets were made by my Mother and Aunts, one for the boys, one for the girls, yeah, gender specific, and we liked it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother’s family was huge. They lived in the country and were country. The Easter egg hunts were something to behold. For starters, the kids would be herded into the house and kept away from the windows, didn’t make much of a difference considering the back field was a little over ten acres and without a clear line of sight from the house due to a big stand of trees. Once my uncles were sure all the kids were accounted for, yeah, my cousin and I were the reason for accounting for all the kids after we hid in the woods one year to see where the eggs were being hid, they would hide about 50 dozen colored eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were three levels of difficulty in which the eggs were hidden, easy to find for the smaller kids, harder to find for the older kids, and damned hard to find for the smartass kids- like me and my cousin. It was a great time. So, in spite of the church torture, The Easter bunny brings back fond memories for me. When my children were younger I did the Easter egg hunt thing with them, not on the scale of my childhood, they loved it, and they didn’t have to sit through three hours of torture. Celebrating Easter with the Easter Bunny is basically for the kids. It’s their innocent time, before they get older and have to face the realities of what Christ had to go through dying for our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One large mall in the metro Atlanta area decided after announcing the name change that they would not be changing the name- after the complaints started rolling in, and the threats not to shop for Easter there grew. Let’s look at this thing from a business point of view, take away the sentiment. Okay, those offended and or not interested in the Easter celebration as it has been going on for generations in the south were not buying any of the products associated with the Easter celebration in the first place. Why in the world would a business possibly alienate the people that actually bought the products they sold during Easter by changing the name of the Easter Bunny. Stupid decision, politically correct, but stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw the Spring Bunny, screw the people that have reasoned we need to change its name, screw Holiday trees, and let’s quit walking on egg shells and at the least keep some of our traditions- I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114353745848090447?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114353745848090447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114353745848090447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114353745848090447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114353745848090447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-goes-peter-cottontail.html' title='There goes Peter Cottontail............................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114344976429873837</id><published>2006-03-27T03:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T04:00:50.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Higher Learning......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/cg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/cg.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/cg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;African American Studies MA &amp;amp; PHD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--- What…..? Okay, where does one work in the private sector with this degree? Is there a demand outside of Academia for this degree? The University of Georgia says this about it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The Role of African American Studies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Situate students within a learning environment that encourages appreciation of the history and culture of African Americans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Develop critical and analytic tools of inquiry necessary for research and publication. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Develop professionals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Teach the economic, psychological, and social situation of Blacks past and present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Inquire historically into the profound cultural gap between American ideals of the constitution and American practices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Test the contemporary hypothesis that conscientious dissenters of any color or creed are unpatriotic Americans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Liberate American thought from simplistic stereotypes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Explore the diversity and range of thought in the African Diaspora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Expand the range of academic inquiry about humanity and who is human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Foster interdisciplinary study in the humanities, arts, and sciences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Provide laboratory experiences in a cultural exchange to enrich the professions of business, law, economics, social work, education, and agriculture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Facilitate life-long enlightenment about theories and forms of African Americans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now that sounds all uplifting and empowering, but I want to know this, can a white boy from back-um-snatch Georgia be taken seriously with this degree? Will his race undermine his accomplishments in the field? That is my test as to whether or not I would encourage my children, or anybody else’s children to obtain this degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I believe a college degree of any type should transcend ethic backgrounds, or else why seek one in the first place.Now, let’s flip the script as they say in “The ‘Hood.” Can a black boy from wam-ba-lo Georgia obtain a degree in say, Native American studies, and be taken seriously? Naw, these degrees are (okay, here comes some Bold as Love non-politically correct terminology) racially proprietary. That’s right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Racially Proprietary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;. What I am putting forth is, a person not of color will not be given the same credence as someone of color? Why, simply because of the politically correct society we live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hear some of you saying European history is taught by professors of European descent, and they inherently have a lock on the subject, and people of color should enjoy that status also. Think about it, European history is also taught by professors of color, and they are recognized and acknowledged for their expertise in the field. I have noticed that these days it is not a two way street, white men are discouraged from professing any insight on minority issues whatsoever- I guess since most Liberals feel white men are the problem to start with, they can’t possibly be part of any solution. The following is what sums up my doubts about this degree. Do we need another layer of racial bullshit to add to the layers we already have. I thought our goal was to build a society that was based upon character, not racial identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What the hell is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;“Situating students within a learning environment that encourages appreciation of the history and culture of African Americans” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;going to really do? You do not have to appreciate a damned thing about anyone’s culture here in America, just do not violate that persons constitutional rights and all will be fine and dandy. It is terribly competitive on a global level these days. This degree and others are gumming up the works of American colleges. While American students are getting these degrees, the rest of the world is obtaining degrees in the hard sciences and getting shit done. While we sit around mulling over the complexities of the African American experience in America, other countries are turning out students that design the tools of the future. Just damn, enough already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114344976429873837?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114344976429873837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114344976429873837&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114344976429873837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114344976429873837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/03/higher-learning_27.html' title='Higher Learning......................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114304153820041278</id><published>2006-03-22T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T04:07:21.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping the Faith.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Cause the good old days weren't always good, and tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Billy Joel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keeping the Faith &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know, sometimes you can find serious truth in something as simple as a pop song. There is so much going on in the world that is not right. It’s just fuckin’ scary at times, and we get consumed with it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have Iran trying to go nuclear. Iraq has turned into the ultimate fix-it-upper, I knew it would, as we struggle to respond to the increasing violence against civilians there. Is it just me, or has anybody in the media, or say.... the Democratic party noticed the “Insurgents”,(terrorists) brutal shift from primarily trying to kill US service members to the wholesale wacking of civilians. If I am a terrorists organization that has been taking serious casualties for the last three years and I see a democratic government emerging from the rubble of bombed out Iraq, yeah, I’m shifting gears and I am going to try to destabilized that effort- When will Liberals see this tactic for what it is, when?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Africa is doing it’s usual bullshit. Look for another serious famine coming down the pipe in Africa in the next couple of years. China and North Korea still insist on living in an alternate reality, like that is gonna change anytime soon. The Bird flu is winging it’s way towards America as we speak, and Ted Kennedy is still hogging all the Chivas Regal there is in the Northeast, ain’t that a bitch. Everybody south of our borders feel as though they can enter our country illegally, work, suck up services meant for citizens, and cop an attitude when we cry foul- It’s like a nightmarish Mel brooks movie- “Green Cards, we don’t need no stinking green cards”. Makes you depressed doesn’t it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let’s back up and look at Mr. Joel’s words, “Cause the good old days weren't always good, and tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems”. The key is the good old days weren’t always good, hm.... he’s right. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 1918 flu epidemic had a estimated worldwide mortality between 25-50 million. This epidemic was only upon the scene for about eighteen months after it’s first case appeared. Compared to the plague of the middle ages with it’s 8-13 million dead globally per year, this may have been the most lethal recorded epidemic in human history. Keep in mind, influenza is spread by aerosol droplets, yeah breathing, and any and everybody had a chance at contracting it. It is believed up to 20% of the world population contracted the flu, not all that contracted it would die from it, but the mortality rate was 15.8% in the city of Philadelphia alone, wow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The epidemic of 1918 is one of the reasons I get upset with all the political correctness hype behind HIV, shit, you have to do something in a certain manner to become HIV infected. Yeah the good old days weren't always good especially if you check out recent history, there was a thing called “POLIO.” At the height of the polio epidemic in 1952, nearly 60,000 cases with more than 3,000 deaths were reported in the United States alone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 1950’s is usually considered the “golden era” of America, the good old days. That may have been true, if you were white and middle class and above. The 1950’s for my family was a decade to be endured, a time of struggle, with only a veiled promise hinting at what was to come. "Tomorrow ain’t as bad as it seems", would have sounded absurd to some of my relatives back in 1950, but tomorrow was going to be better. Tomorrow would see my family prosper on a level undreamed of by my ancestors that arrived to the coast of America in chains. Tomorrow was going to transform the KKK into a dysfunctional social club, not the dreaded beast that it was to my Grandfather. Tomorrow would see all of my relatives have access to an education. Tomorrow, it’s what they lived for, and I’m glad they did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am of the belief that nothing worth doing or having ever comes without sacrifice, and some sort of struggle. There will be wars, death, famine, and stupidity involving weapons that exceed our ability to comprehend the long term effects of their use, but tomorrow, in spite of the fuck ups to come, is what you live for. A better tomorrow .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later’ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114304153820041278?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114304153820041278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114304153820041278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114304153820041278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114304153820041278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/03/keeping-faith.html' title='Keeping the Faith.............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114232151661930684</id><published>2006-03-14T02:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T03:43:45.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to go back to school................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/images.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/images.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let’s go over this one more time, a lot of my Liberal, oh, Progressive brothers and sisters are having problems getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM: &lt;/strong&gt;Owning ones self and thoughts&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;Freedom is purchased with one type of currency and one type alone- Blood. That’s right boys and girls, blood is the only currency &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM &lt;/strong&gt;accepts. Whenever faced with a &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM &lt;/strong&gt;threatening crisis, get ready to bleed, because if you plan on maintaining your &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/strong&gt;, you are going to have to spill blood and or have your blood spilled. The one exception is when one surrenders ones &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM &lt;/strong&gt;- example: The Patriot Act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEACE: &lt;/strong&gt;a state of being that results from having attained &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APPEASEMENT: &lt;/strong&gt;Natural enemy of both &lt;strong&gt;Freedom &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;PEACE, &lt;/strong&gt;must be avoided at all cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE UNITED NATIONS: &lt;/strong&gt;Sworn enemy of &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;PEACE&lt;/strong&gt;. Originally founded to safeguard both, but was co-opted by socialist and dictators. It’s main tool is &lt;strong&gt;APPEASEMENT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA: &lt;/strong&gt;The last stronghold of &lt;strong&gt;Freedom, &lt;/strong&gt;located in the Western Hemisphere, shares the continent of North America with an &lt;strong&gt;APPEASMENT &lt;/strong&gt;based country called Canada. &lt;strong&gt;THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA &lt;/strong&gt;is a representative republic, not a &lt;strong&gt;Democracy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEMOCRACY: &lt;/strong&gt;A form of government that equates to &lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Mob Fuckin’ Rule”. Abhorred by the founding fathers of &lt;strong&gt;THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, &lt;/strong&gt;embraced by the &lt;strong&gt;THE UNITED NATIONS, &lt;/strong&gt;especially in the event they are unable to effect a socialistic society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INALIENABLE RIGHTS: &lt;/strong&gt;Rights all men have, God given. Not to be confused with &lt;strong&gt;CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS. Can not be revoked nor amended. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS: &lt;/strong&gt;Rights guaranteed under a constitution. Example: The right to bear arms, the right to remain silent, the right to a speedy trail of ones peers. These rights can be altered/amended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE SPEECH: &lt;/strong&gt;Exists in theory ,but in reality all speech has consequences. If an individual lives in a state of &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM, &lt;/strong&gt;said person is free to say whatever they please. This is as long as their speech does not interfere with the &lt;strong&gt;CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS &lt;/strong&gt;of their fellow citizens. The quest to obtain &lt;strong&gt;FREE SPEECH, &lt;/strong&gt;like &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM, &lt;/strong&gt;almost always results  in blood letting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that about covers it.&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114232151661930684?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114232151661930684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114232151661930684&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114232151661930684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114232151661930684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-to-go-back-to-school.html' title='Time to go back to school................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114198480821431320</id><published>2006-03-10T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T05:29:31.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain and Harm............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/yshahabo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/yshahabo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/Fig1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/Fig1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it seems as though the leaders of Iran are selling wolf tickets once again. I am just about at the end of my rope with these oil rich, female oppressive, back-ass ward, haven’t contributed a damned thing to the modern world Islamic bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a diplomatic solution to this problem? Oh, we are hoping that the U.N. places sanctions on Iran to encourage them to give up their quest for nuclear energy/bomb capabilities. Oops, but Russia has already said it will not go along with sanctions- too many business interest with Iran I guess. So much for the U.N. angle, come to think of it, since when was the last time the U.N. was able to get anything done other than showing up after the fact and talking smack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where does that leave us? I’d say we are caught between a rock and a hard place, translation- up shit creek; further translation- screwed. Is it just me, or is it kind of funny how an oil rich country is so hard up for nuclear power. I guess they are at a lost when it comes to figuring how to convert that surplus of oil into energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s for one minute do some serious thinking. Our Intelligence agencies are now saying that Iran might already have enough nuclear material to manufacture 10 nuclear bombs. Imagine what would happen if one of those bombs found it’s way to say, Queens, New York- If you think Katrina was a huge fuck up sit back and watch this scenario play out on Fox News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katrina would be a playground boo boo compared to a nuke going off in New York. There would be some serious long term changes in all of our lives, not to mention the loss of life and property and the damage it would do to our economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am of the mind that we are going through the motions concerning Iran. I believe we are going to outsource this job to Israel. Israel knows if Iran goes nuclear they will be the first in line to be on the receiving end of a Shahab-3 nuclear tipped missile. I also believe our government will aid Israel in the logistical aspects of a large scale raid, you know, stuff like refueling in mid- air, secret bases in Kurdish Iraq. I believe the Russians know this too, but being Russians they see no need to stop making money in the meantime because of sanctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How soon will all this play out? Who knows for sure, but time is getting short. I just hope while the Israelis are running around Iran destroying it’s nuclear sites, they take time out to bust a cap or two in asses of the leaders of Iran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114198480821431320?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114198480821431320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114198480821431320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114198480821431320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114198480821431320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/03/pain-and-harm.html' title='Pain and Harm............................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114136895220401567</id><published>2006-03-03T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T02:05:53.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To The Future....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/Ports1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/Ports1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In early 2006 America outsourced it’s port facilities to a front company of the UAB. Within a year America experienced the lost of 5 major cities through nuclear exposions, including New York, and was thrown into chaos. When the smoke cleared Sharia was the law of America, and Imam George Abu Bush was back in charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Historical Document 31245&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114136895220401567?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114136895220401567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114136895220401567&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114136895220401567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114136895220401567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-future.html' title='Back To The Future....................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-114112095548801726</id><published>2006-02-28T05:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T05:03:53.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame Duck my ass...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/ports.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/ports.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Presidents find themselves in a unique position after re-election and into their second term. Most people refer to this situation Presidents find themselves in as a “Lame Duck Presidency”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously President Bush does not see himself as a lame duck president, so much so he’s turned into a crazy ass duck in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving the UAE control over our ports- it’s the worst idea since we gave similar control over our infrastructure to the Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am a Bush fan, but this idea has me thinking if George wasn’t on crack in the 80’s , he sure as hell is smoking the pipe now. It’s bad enough the Democrats are trying their best to jack America up, now Bush seems to have lost his freakin’ mind. Is there any fuckin’ relief in sight? Every politician we have in office these days seems to be hell bent on screwing up this country, democrats and republicans alike. I can’t believe we are even discussing this issue, that plus the illegal alien issue. These two issues should be a no brainier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am convinced the one world order, globalization bullshit is going to be a fact of life, sooner than a lot of people expected too. With every year that passes we get further and further away from the concept of a free, constitutional republic America. While some of us argue amongst ourselves, our country is being taken apart piece by port, right by writ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight…… it’s time for the Bold as Love nuclear option: shift as many resources towards a 10 year plan to relocate to some out of way place. Build a self sufficient lifestyle( grow and raise own food). Prepare for the fall of western civilization and be ready to deal with the consequences. Sounds crazy, but I am starting to feel more and more crazier everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-114112095548801726?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/114112095548801726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=114112095548801726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114112095548801726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/114112095548801726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/02/lame-duck-my-ass.html' title='Lame Duck my ass...............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113999880950154279</id><published>2006-02-15T05:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T05:17:38.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Preference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/huntwithdick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/huntwithdick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough Said………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Later'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113999880950154279?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113999880950154279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113999880950154279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113999880950154279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113999880950154279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-preference.html' title='My Preference'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113946122302417448</id><published>2006-02-09T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T00:09:15.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funeral Rights.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/bush2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/bush2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems these days that one can conduct oneself any kind of way, anywhere, as one sees fit. Wrong. There is a time and place for everything, including trashing the President of the United States of America. Doing so at the Coretta Scott King political rally/funeral is not acceptable- regardless of what anyone might think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acknowledge Mrs. King because she was the wife of Martin Luther King. Whenever her Husband walked out the door she never knew if he was coming back home alive. One day he would not, and Coretta had to live that nightmare. But I have had a bone to pick with Her and her Children for years. It has to do with the King Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in the Atlanta area and having to see the King Center fall in disrepair like it has, largely due to their incompetent management of the center, broke my heart and angered me. Watching Coretta and her Children treat the King Center like a cash cow over the years hasn’t been easy. It made me want to grab them and shake hell out of them while saying, “ Martin belongs to all of us, not just you and yours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, the King Center will eventually become the property of the people of the America, and be maintained properly. Hopefully the Children of Martin and Coretta Scott King will find peace and closure. Last of all, hopefully I’ll never have to hear some of the ridiculous crap that I heard at the Coretta Scott King political rally/funeral at a funeral ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113946122302417448?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113946122302417448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113946122302417448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113946122302417448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113946122302417448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/02/funeral-rights.html' title='Funeral Rights.............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113921821054770568</id><published>2006-02-06T04:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T04:35:20.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion of Peace...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/2006_02_05t133027_450x300_us_religion_cartoons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/2006_02_05t133027_450x300_us_religion_cartoons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again the World is reminded of the fact that Islam is a religion of peace, as long as you do not make cartoon characters of the “Prophet Muhammad”, disagree with Allah’s will, do not wear your veil, forget your prayers, loose your library card, forget to get a doctor’s excuse, ect… oh, my favorite- be a infidel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the list of ways to run contrary to the followers of Islam grows bigger and bigger everyday. Here’s the dirty little secret- once contrary to Islamic followers, they can pop your ass, tax-free. Oh yeah, it’s in the Koran, read it myself. And guess what? They do it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you out there are saying, “Bold, watch what you say, don’t wanna wake up with a camel head in your bed”. I agree, but so far I haven’t said anything offensive, I simply listed a few rules and referenced what could happen to you if you break them. I am not by any means observing the political correct doctrine that Liberals have forced upon our society, nope - it’s a matter of survival. Since most of my fellow Americans seem to desire to be oblivious to the very nature of Islam, I am not taking any chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a shame really. I mean my ancestors had to survive the middle passage, the bulk of the enslaved Africans died during the crossing of the Atlantic, endure the cruelties and depredations of slavery, go head to head with the KKK during the Jim Crow era, risk what little they had gained in spite of the Jim Crow era by participating in the Civil Rights movement, and yet I hesitate to voice my opinion about Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because there is a Fuckin’ big-ass elephant sitting in the living room of the world and nobody wants to admit it, nobody wants to say this big-ass elephant has took a serious dump in the living room all over the brand new leather sofa. That’s why. Nope, I’m not going to be the first in my neighborhood to get burnt out because I broke the law of Sharia(Islamic Law), even though it’s not the law of this land. Judging by what’s going on in Europe, ignorance of the law is no excuse, and your location either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care, take real good care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113921821054770568?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113921821054770568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113921821054770568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113921821054770568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113921821054770568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/02/religion-of-peace.html' title='Religion of Peace...............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113838100753069806</id><published>2006-01-27T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T12:11:57.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/clip_image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/clip_image002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         A change of pace, some thoughts I wrote in my journal during the spring of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The past week was stressful.” I stated as a matter of fact to myself while sitting on the edge on my bed. The demands of work upon my free time had taken a toll. I was mentally and physically tired. Several twelve hour shifts during the week and one on the weekend had left me numb. Cradling my head in my hands as if I had been on a three day drunk, I knew I had to do something different. I had to break the cycle of waking up, showering and heading to work. So, I sat on the edge of the bed. “There” I said, “I’m in charge now.” I had nine hours to kill before going to work, hmmm. Reading material was in short supply, there had not been enough time to go by the library for a book or a magazine. Watching television was out of the question, I was sure there was nothing on worth looking at. I mean isn’t that always the case when you have limited time. Ah….. a thought materialized in my mind. I would do something simple, yet productive. I would tie some fly fishing lures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most normal fly fishermen, if there is such a thing, I can’t dedicate an entire room to the art of fly- tying like the professional fishermen in Fly Fishing Monthly. Neither do I own custom-made oak cabinets to store my materials. Nope, I simply reached under my bed and pulled out a wide shallow cardboard box and proceeded to spread out the contents of my fly-tying box upon my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desk, a particle board unit I caught on sale at Home Depot. Now what fly to tie? More bluegill flies? Some mayfly patterns for the coming mayfly hatchings? Naw, let’s be bold and tie that crazy looking bass fly that I had seen online, “The Gartside Gurgler”. Repeating the name of the fly over and over in my head I realized there is only one other hobby that has names for it’s tools as shameless as fishing. That would be bowling. I have seen bowling balls with names like the hammer, switchblade, oh and the ever popular barbed wire. I was starting to suspect that the fly tiers and the bowling ball manufacturers were one in the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gartside Gurgler, when tied properly, irritates the hell out of largemouth bass. It makes a sound that can only be described as a gurgling noise. Mr. Gartside lacking a fertile imagination , but possessing a above average ego , simply called the fly” The Gartside Gurgler”. I reviewed the tying instructions, “The Recipe” as they say in the fly tying world, and got right down to business. Twenty minutes later three Gartside Gurglers lay on my desk staring at me with animated eyes. That’s right, prismatic doll eyes are called for to tie this monstrosity. I just happened to have some. All in all the Gartside Gurgler is a very easy fly to tie, ugly, but easy. It had rained most of the day, but as I looked out of the window I saw that it had stopped. At that moment I decided to go give the Gartside Gurgler a little field test, make sure I had followed the instructions properly, and to get out and get some fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the local county reservoir within ten minutes and a few minutes later a Gartside Gurgler was tied onto the end of my 8 weight flyrod’s leader. A couple of false casts and the Gartside gurgler was doing it’s thing. My goodness, it worked as advertised. My hat off to Mr. Gartside , expanded ego and all. For the next thirty minutes I cast and retrieved my newly tied fly, slowly falling into the effortless rhythm that has captured fly fisherman all over the world. For the first time in over two weeks all was well in the world. I was shedding stress layer by layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wet, rainy day had transformed into a calm, peaceful evening. The lake smoothed out and became a mirror reflecting the setting sun, a sight I never tire of seeing. But like most peaceful moments it didn’t last. Splash!! Mr. Largemouth exploded up from the depths in a attempt to destroy the Gartside Gurgler- in mid gurgle. I raised the rod tip and set the hook. Adrenaline raced through both our systems, there would be no quarter given by man nor fish. Mr. Largemouth made a run for deep water but I managed to take up the slack and he went air-borne. There are few thrills in life like having a outraged largemouth bass on the end of your line that decides to jump. Time seems to slow down. There is a clarity of vision that is surreal. You are alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Largemouth made two more jumps and succumbed to my skill. That and the technology of the Three River Forks rod makers. Mostly the technology. These days fast action graphite fly rods in the hands of a half decent angler can be very effective. As I lifted Mr. Largemouth out up out of the water I realized, it’s the little things that really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113838100753069806?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113838100753069806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113838100753069806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113838100753069806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113838100753069806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-things.html' title='The Little Things'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113800069508551329</id><published>2006-01-23T02:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T01:57:41.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God, Guns, and Grits.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/ggg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/ggg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;“I can imagine that because a lot of you live with guns as an everyday thing the mentality must be a lot different.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-Dave Bones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/3333721"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.blogger.com/profile/3333721&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dave bones comment on the post I wrote concerning the late Tookie Williams inspired this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/tookie-dies.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/tookie-dies.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here in Georgia, my ancestral proving grounds, and all over the South, we have very liberal gun laws. We like it that way. Reading Dave Bones comments I was reminded of the fact that the gun laws I take for granted are unique. I have owned some type of firearm since I was 14, not including BB and Pellet guns, I started receiving those at the age of 9, and to be honest, some of those pellet rifles were just as dangerous as .22 rimfire rifles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mother bought my first shotgun for me at the age of 14, a single shot Stevens 410 gauge, for those of you out there in the know, yeah, it was a damn good shotgun for rabbits and squirrels. Moms was hardcore country and capable as hell. I guess she felt that her five sons should at least be able to do the things she could do.It would not be the last firearm she would purchase for me. There would be two more until I was able to do so myself at the age of 21. As I have stated before, my Mother’s family was, and still is in some cases, deep undercover country folks. They had and still have a tradition of hunting and most of us, my cousins and I- male and female, were happy to learn the skills and carry on the tradition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Guns were everywhere in my Grandparents household, loaded and ready to fire, as if they were strategically placed so someone in the family could get to a gun anywhere in the house if they needed to. Years later, when I was older, I was told stories of the “bad old days”, and I knew perfectly well why there were guns all over the house. Besides it was a normal thing, nothing unusual, most country families had the same practices to some degree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We were exposed early to the effects of firearms. We saw the game our Grandfather and Uncles brought home, the damage bullets and shot did, and had no desire to play around with a firearm. The rules were simple- you did not handle a firearm without permission, nor point one at something you did not want to shoot. I can remember at the end of a long hot summer day of helping my grandfather in the garden, feeding livestock, and whatever else we were asked to do, my Mother’s family had not been made aware of the child labor laws, a few of us would ask our grandfather if we could do some target practice. Nine times out of ten my Grandfather would go into the house and come out with an assortment of rifles and shotguns and we would walk to the edge of the hay field and shoot at targets penned to bales of hay. Everybody that desired so took a turn with whatever firearm my Grandfather thought they were big enough to handle. My cousins and I become very good marksmen and women. Those of us that grew up and own guns have educated are children in much the same manner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Most people from countries with strict gun ownership laws are astounded when they hear about my childhood and my exposure to firearms, along with some liberals here in America. Crimes committed with guns back then are no where in numbers like they are now, and I don’t expect them to be. It’s a different society now, very few patient Grandfathers teaching grandkids the do’s and don’ts of firearms. Most children see a real gun for the first time minutes before they accidentally shoot themselves or someone else.This tragic ignorance will not change, no more than thugs buying guns illegally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Basically the firearm laws in the South have pretty much stayed the same over the years and as I stated earlier, we like our firearm laws. I like our firearm laws. I don’t really know how to explain to Dave Bones our insistence on keeping our gun laws simple. For myself, and some of my family members, we remember the stories of the “bad old days”, and we will never be without the means to defend ourselves and our family- it’s just that simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113800069508551329?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113800069508551329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113800069508551329&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113800069508551329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113800069508551329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/01/god-guns-and-grits.html' title='God, Guns, and Grits.......'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113774670228246055</id><published>2006-01-20T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T03:54:15.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And You Know What I Mean.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/coxforkumhill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/coxforkumhill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still pissed about Hillary Clinton’s dropping of the “P” word, what’s next, she’ll be referring to Al Sharpton as “ My Ni&amp;amp;$a”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The use of the “N” word by our enlightened hip hop artists, and others, has always been a thorn in my side, especially the double standard they reserve in it’s use. You know the rule, “let no one born of woman that lacks dark skin pigmentation, and be not of Negro origins, use the “N” word.” I hate it when some hold others to a standard that they themselves can not keep. It is one of the things in life that really fires me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillary looked pretty damned cozy, hanging with the brutha’s and sista’s, shootin’ the shit, talking about, “the Man”. I don’t ever remember in the entire eight years of her husbands Presidency, seeing here so relaxed, and at ease around the same group. Hillary is not a people person, never was, never will be. All of a sudden she is. Who’da thunk’ it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it’s Friday and the weekend calls, to keep this post short and to get to the point, I guess my problem with Hillary using the “P” word is I have always believed she is infinitely more knowledgeable about the “H” word. As in Ho’s, like all the woman she had to keep away from Bill, and as she says, “and you know what I mean”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113774670228246055?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113774670228246055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113774670228246055&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113774670228246055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113774670228246055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-you-know-what-i-mean.html' title='And You Know What I Mean.............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113765560444145533</id><published>2006-01-19T02:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T02:38:04.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice to a Friend..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/images.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/images.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I received a call from a friend yesterday, I could tell by the tone of his voice something was bothering him. He finally admitted to me that being a black conservative was ruining his social life. He knew I’d made the switch from liberal to conservative in the early 80’s and he was interested in how I was received by the fairer sex during those years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I told him He is in a better environment these days for being a black conservative. When I switched there were very few black conservatives, yeah it was a lonely world, and the looks I received when my political affiliations became known were less than encouraging. While attending social gatherings the conversation would always get around to politics. In those days it was President Regan that everyone was all bent out of shape about and when I admitted to voting for him- I was attacked from all sides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I remember meeting one lovely lady at a gathering, we were clicking within minutes of being introduced to each other, yes, the evening was off to a great start. As the night went on we tended to gravitate back to each other and finally we just hung out together. Then disaster struck, yeah, somebody started talking politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It took all of 3 minutes to undo what had took me all evening to establish, ole’ girl looked at me as though I was the Anti-Christ. That beautiful, sensual face of hers turned into something I can only describe as ghoulish and hard. She immediately asked, no she didn’t ask, she told me not to use the telephone number she had given me- it would be in my best interest she said. That was the beginning, there would be more episodes like that to come. I told my friend that there were six common misconceptions that we black conservatives suffered from back in the day and today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We don’t party- yes we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We are all republican- I am a Libertarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We are boring and stuffy- I’ve met that type in conservative circles, but it is no way representative of us all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We are Uncle Toms, confused, wanna-be white, miserable people- Total bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We are Evil- I wish evil was restricted to a political belief, it would be a simple matter to identify and deal with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This last one probably does more to hurt a black conservative’s social life than anything else. We are not good in bed- Nonsense, sexual performance has nothing to do with political leanings. There are a few liberal women I’ve known that have had first hand experience with this misconception being false, much to their delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I told my friend that things started to get better once I learned to do one simple thing, keep my mouth closed when the conversations turned to politics. I also told him things started changing during the late 90’s, more black conservatives became noticeable, and life as a black conservative became much easier. People seemed to be at least open to hear our view point, we could participate in political discussions without worrying about not getting invited back to a get together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, our star was on the rise, then, a funny thing happened. George Bush was elected President of the United States of America. All hell broke loose, liberals started ranting and raving a rate that made the early 80’s seem like a cakewalk. Political discussions started to degenerate into chaotic name calling sessions, no matter how logical a argument a black conservative put forth, he/she was wrong.….. Back to square one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My friend told me he had recently met an interesting woman, she was intelligent, talented, very attractive- okay those are my words, he said she was,” finer’ than a motherf^%$$#, and sharp as a tack”. He went on to describe how they had so much in common, they both frequented the same places, and are jazz lovers. Yet when the subject turned to politics, like it does sooner or later, she cooled to him so fast it was shocking. She explained to my friend she could never get involved with someone that was part of an evil ideology, and if his political beliefs were not changeable, then there was no reason to continue seeing each other. Being the great friend that I am I told him she did him a favor, his time would be better spent with someone else. He agreed, but I could tell he was talking with his head, his heart was not into the statements he made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, with the dating game being tough enough without politics being an issue, why would anyone add the hardship of being a black conservative to it? Conservatism is more sustainable over the long haul. Conservatism rewards those that reach and exceed their potential. In a lot of cases it’s the only alternative for some of us, since Liberalism as it is practiced now, is so out of step with reality. Unlike most Liberals, we black conservatives have to deal with the reality of our beliefs, even if it means heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113765560444145533?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113765560444145533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113765560444145533&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113765560444145533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113765560444145533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/01/advice-to-friend_19.html' title='Advice to a Friend..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113748828449086216</id><published>2006-01-17T03:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T04:23:56.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/mlk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/mlk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Martin Luther King’s Jr. Holiday. It was supposed to be a day of celebration, a day to reflect back upon what used to be and what is now. A day to dedicate ourselves to further advancement, a day to unite with all people in the hopes of building something better and lasting—Yeah, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew very irritated as I watched one politician after another pad his or hers so-called legacy, this they did in spite of the fact that the day called for honoring MLK’s legacy. I expected the usual suspects to crank up the rhetoric machines, but Al Gore and Hillary Clinton pushed me over the fuckin’ edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayum, the words that spewed forth from their mouths was amazing. Hillary is campaigning for the Presidency, I expect every time she has a mike to speak into to blow smoke up as many asses as she can, but dropping the “plantation” word on MLK day- Al Gore, what the hell was he running off at the mouth about. Al has the knack of latching onto to an issue right about the time everyone else has turned it loose. Didn’t he get the memo, you know the one the Dems passed around saying that since President Clinton exercised similar authority concerning eavesdropping, proceed cautiously? I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politicians used to rise to the challenge when called upon to honor someone universally held in such high esteem as Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. History is filled with lesser politicians delivering eloquent speeches on days like yesterday. I think what bothered me the most is MLK is a childhood hero of mine, and still is, and I would have really liked to see our politicians and activists act like they have some damn sense, at least for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113748828449086216?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113748828449086216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113748828449086216&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113748828449086216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113748828449086216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday.................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113695845263488668</id><published>2006-01-11T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T01:58:34.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been There, Done That................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/Sensitive%20Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/Sensitive%20Man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113695845263488668?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113695845263488668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113695845263488668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113695845263488668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113695845263488668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/01/been-there-done-that.html' title='Been There, Done That................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113679213331216304</id><published>2006-01-09T02:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T01:09:56.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What If...................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/Israel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/Israel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NORFOLK, Va. - Christian broadcaster Pat Robertson has suggested that Israeli&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prime Minister Ariel Sharon's stroke was divine punishment for "dividing God's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;land." God considers this land to be his," Robertson said Thursday on his TV program "The 700 Club." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You read the Bible and he says `This is my land,' and for any prime minister of Israel who decides he is going to carve it up and give it away, God says, `No, this is mine.' "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat Robertson has been on my &lt;strong&gt;“Stuck on Stupid” &lt;/strong&gt;list for a pretty good while now. After initially being outraged at his above comments I wondered, “could Ole’ Pat be onto something”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s all just think for a moment, think outside this little politically correct box that is so popular these days, and remember some basic Biblical beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;God gave the land area call Israel to the Jews.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;God has punished leaders of said Nation in the past for forsaking his will.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;God has time and time again delivered unto Israel it’s enemies and land. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ole’ Pat might have a point, especially if it’s God’s will that Israel should not cede land that he has given them, and or delivered unto them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I entertained the concept of “&lt;strong&gt;lands God delivered unto Israel&lt;/strong&gt;”, a whole new set of thoughts emerged, and I started thinking about recent history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm……. I have often said in the past to friends and family that I would be reluctant to wage war on Israel even if I possessed nuclear weapons and they only had bows and arrows. Why, when God has desired for them to prevail, it don’t matter what you bring to the fight, your ass is gonna loose. Recent history supports my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to go back to biblical times to see Israel survive and prosper when basic survival seems doubtful. During the Israeli War of Independence (1948-1949) Israel was invaded by six Arab nations- Egypt, Syria, Jordan, Lebanon, Iraq, and Saudi Arabia, plus the local Palestinian forces threw in with their Muslim brothers. They all limped back home, and to this day can’t figure out what went wrong. If you read the military history behind this war you will see most military experts thought due to the imbalance in ordnance, along with the entry into the fight of the regular, relatively well-equipped and trained forces of the armies from the neighboring Arab states, the new State of Israel would be defeated within two weeks, but it didn’t happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Six day war (1967) Israel jacked up the military forces of Egypt, Jordan, and Syria, and took large amounts of land from each. &lt;strong&gt;(This is important, the lands Sharon is instrumental in giving back, The Gaza Strip, which was occupied by Egypt up until the Six day war, was taken at this time, or delivered unto Israel as some Jews believe.) &lt;/strong&gt;Oh, a little footnote in history- Iraq also participated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s look at the Yom Kippur (Ramadan) war (1973), a surprise attack carried out on Yom Kippur(Ramadan) by guess who…. Yeah, the usual suspects- Egypt, Syria, plus a little help from Iraq. Once again this combo failed to defeat Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see a trend developing concerning Arab countries attacking Israel with armies- I thought you did. Hell that’s why these countries encourage the Palestinians to wage terrorism upon Israel, they know militarily alone or together, they can not defeat Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go, the slippery slope that so many of us slip and bust our asses on- Believing that God plays an active role in everyday affairs- I believe God does, but it’s not Kosher these days to think so in mixed company, mixed company being  liberals. As a matter of fact, thanks to the heavy handedness of the religious fundamentalists (the Religious Right, as called by Liberals), most of us back peddle away from such comments in public. For arguments sake, if God did desire Israel to keep the lands Sharon was giving back- hey, we have a problem. The Bible is filled with leaders of Israel going off plan with God- the results were disastrous, for the leaders and Israel. This brings us back to Ole Pat and the statements he made, he might just be right, especially if God is not pleased with the giving back of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113679213331216304?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113679213331216304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113679213331216304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113679213331216304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113679213331216304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-if.html' title='What If...................................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113678616308225086</id><published>2006-01-09T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T01:04:00.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays are over......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/belafonte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/belafonte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;The American singer and activist Harry Belafonte called President Bush "the greatest terrorist in the world" on Sunday and said millions of Americans support the socialist revolution of Venezuelan leader Hugo Chavez.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;Belafonte led a delegation of Americans including the actor Danny Glover and the Princeton University scholar Cornel West that met the Venezuelan president for more than six hours late Saturday and attended his television and radio broadcast on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;"No matter what the greatest tyrant in the world, the greatest terrorist in the world, George W. Bush says, we're here to tell you: Not hundreds, not thousands, but millions of the American people … support your revolution," Belafonte told Chavez during the broadcast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Okay, I had sworn off making political commentary, I was burned out on politics period- but this shit is too much. I just want to know one thing- what possibly could Harry, Cornel and Danny have discussed with Hugo Chavez?  What’s the end game here? Did they go to Venezuela to solicit aid for inner city youths from Chavez, did they go there to encourage Chavez to extend more freedoms to his own people? Is there a common cause these men share? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  It’s my belief that there is only one issue these men all have in common- They hate George Bush. Why else would three highly visible, famous, black Americans sit down and have a pow-wow with a known Castro wanna be like Chavez. Oh, speaking of Castro, Mister Belafonte visited him also, with much the same to say about George Bush during his visit. Look folks, if you can’t stand Bush fine, if you think Our Presidents policies are wrong, fine- but don’t go running to communists and dictators making alliances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;America is not perfect, never was and never will be, yet we do have  a system that addresses our short comings,  and we only have to live with our Presidential leaders for 8 years max. Can Cuba say that, can Venezuela make those claims, no and hell no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113678616308225086?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113678616308225086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113678616308225086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113678616308225086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113678616308225086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2006/01/holidays-are-over.html' title='The Holidays are over......................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113585390859478572</id><published>2005-12-29T05:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T05:58:06.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligent Design</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/Serena3412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/Serena3412.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Enough said’&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113585390859478572?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113585390859478572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113585390859478572&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113585390859478572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113585390859478572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/intelligent-design.html' title='Intelligent Design'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113536547711187038</id><published>2005-12-23T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T14:26:42.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Spirit...............</title><content type='html'>Iam taking a break from all the political issues, all the economic issues, all the war issues, just gonna try to get my mind right, prepare to get my Christmas on. I'll visit other blogs and possibly comment on them, but the Bold as Love blog will be playing a Natalie Cole video and posting Holiday related subjects for the duration of the holidays-&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113536547711187038?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113536547711187038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113536547711187038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113536547711187038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113536547711187038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-spirit_113536547711187038.html' title='The Christmas Spirit...............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113506906088391931</id><published>2005-12-20T03:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T04:22:42.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spying....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/spy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/spy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a previous post I wrote about viewing all things and issues in black or white. It’s a concept that time and time again has proven to be very effective in my personal life and well as business pursuits. I hate dealing in gray areas. I refuse to deal in gray areas. After making a comment on Peace on That’s blog &lt;a href="http://peaceonthat.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://peaceonthat.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, and doing my own research on the issue, hell , the Media muddies up the issue so badly you can’t trust a dayum thing they print, I have this to say. This current issue concerning President Bush spying on American citizens is gray as a motherfucka’, and disconcerting as one for several reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are a Nation founded on the rule of law, not the wishes of the masses like so many Liberals seem to think.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have been down this road before in our history, the violation of the rights of Japanese citizens during WWII, is one example.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;An American President, the NSA, the Justice Department, the Inspector General, about 12 Senators, all decided spying on American citizens without a warrant was…. All Good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here’s the real rub, what President Bush did might just be technically legal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Okay, here is the Bold as Love solution to this whole affair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If President Bush, the NSA, the Justice Department, The Inspector General, 12 Senators, were within the law deciding to spy on American citizens without obtaining warrants- We need to close the loophole on this shit- immediately&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If these actions were not within the law, start impeachment proceedings for President Bush, clean house at the Justice Department, Strip the Inspector General and the 12 Senators of their jobs- ban them from seeking public office ever again. Lock up the Senator or Senators that leaked the actions to the press for a minimum of 20 years in Federal ass-pounding prison-without parole.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Yeah, Bush is my President of choice, but he can only be President for eight years at the most, I’ll be damned if I want this kind of power available to a President- who knows,  it could be Hilliary- oh, hell naw.&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113506906088391931?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113506906088391931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113506906088391931&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113506906088391931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113506906088391931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/spying.html' title='Spying....................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113416743067500051</id><published>2005-12-13T01:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:19:58.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tookie Dies.................................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/capt.fx10212122137.stanley_tookie_williams_fx102.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/capt.fx10212122137.stanley_tookie_williams_fx102.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a totally different post prepared in the event Tookie was executed, but after listening to a few talk shows this morning--I decided&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;not to post it. Yeah, it was mean-spirited, with a sick twist of humor, but that never stopped me before, I just feel enough has been said by enough people. I’ll say this though; to the families that lost loved ones at the hands of Tookie, I hope you have some sort of closure now and move on with your lives. To Tookie’s family and loved ones-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I hope you find peace. To Tookie,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My God have mercy on your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Take Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113416743067500051?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113416743067500051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113416743067500051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113416743067500051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113416743067500051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/tookie-dies.html' title='Tookie Dies.................................................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113437261155787234</id><published>2005-12-12T02:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T03:26:14.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Richard....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/rich.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/rich.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Most influential comedian of the last 40 years, possibly of modern times passed away. His name was Richard Pryor, and you know his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot one can say about this man, but first and foremost, he made us laugh. From the good ole' boy to the upscale urbanite, and all points in between- he made us all laugh. This man took his personal demons and addictions, everyday insight, wrapped them in comedy, boldly held them up to the light, just to make people laugh-and we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed so hard and long we could not see how much hurt Richard had inside, we laughed so hard that we did not realize our funnyman was doing more drugs than five rock groups of the sixties combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day we gasped. We gasped when Richard’s demons caught up with him in a self-inflicted inferno that threatened to rob us of his genius, a genius that we were willing  to stand in line an pay good money to witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we cried. We cried when the outlook for Richard’s survival was slim, when it seemed as though his genius was gone from our lives, no more Mudbone, no more insight into this crazy thing called life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, unexpectantly, we laughed once more. Richard was back, as if defying death itself, Richard came back. Striding across a stage during a live concert, Richard once again laid it all out there, held it up to the light, made us damned near bust a gut laughing so hard. Chastising us like children for the Richard Pryor on fire jokes some of us had made, drawing us into his near death experience, making us feel the desperation and pain of that fiery night, yes, by that time even the most dense among us knew there was pain involved with the laughter- he made us feel it, and once again, we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be Richard’s last great show, the last time he would walked onto a stage alone, hold a audience in both hands and wring the laughter out of it, but it wouldn’t be the last time Richard made us feel something, or laugh for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later we saw Richard Pryor, battling MS, cracking jokes about a disease that we didn't understand, but knowing it would ultimately take his life. Once again Richard put it out there, made us laugh. It was an uneasy laugh, a laugh that was aware of his mortality, a laugh that knew what he had given us, and what we were loosing. Yet it was a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS did take Richard’s life, this past weekend, and most of us are relieved that his suffering is over and pray that he has peace. I think Richard is having the last laugh- the funny men and funny women you see performing today- they all learned their craft imitating Richard, or imitating those influenced by Richard, there is a little of Richard in all of them, And it makes us laugh. It makes us laugh, long and hard- like Richard did. Thank you Richard Pryor, thank you for the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113437261155787234?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113437261155787234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113437261155787234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113437261155787234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113437261155787234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-long-richard.html' title='So Long Richard....................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113410609848088386</id><published>2005-12-09T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T01:20:45.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Pressure.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/bc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;CDC: Older Baby Boomers Plagued by High Blood Pressure and Obesity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Half of Americans aged 55-64 have high blood pressure, a major risk factor for heart disease and stroke, according to a new annual report on health in the United States issued today by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention's (CDC).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The report concludes that 40 precent of people in that age bracket are obese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The report features an in-depth look at the 55-64 age group, which includes the oldest of the baby boomers. In 2011, the oldest of the boomers will be eligible for Medicare, and by 2014, the ranks of Americans ages 55-64 will swell to 40 million, up from 29 million in 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I read this article I was fuming- Just Got Dayum, not only will the older baby Boomers be the last generation that will truly be able to receive social security, half of them are out of shape and sickly- Do you see the prescription drug nightmare that I see coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look folks, I have caught a lot of flack saying high blood pressure and obesity are lifestyle choice diseases, I include HIV contracted here in America in that category also. What bothers me about this article is there are companion articles whining about blacks having these problems in disproportionate numbers- Its racists medical practices that are to blame the activists claim. What’s up these days, everybody’s a freakin’ activist, neighborhood activists, community activists, environmental activist, homosexual activists-ect…. ect….. ect….. Anyway, I am very disappointed with the older baby boomers, and the so called activists that make excuses for them. How many times have you known or heard of a person that has high blood pressure or obesity issues and will not change his or hers diet, won’t exercise, won’t limit their alcohol intake, you know, doing all the shit they are not supposed to do with their condition. I have heard every excuse in the book for this behavior. Guess what, it’s never the person that is neglecting their health that has any responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the South, we have become a bunch of lazy, inactive people, so much so it’s pathetic. I play on a men’s and women’s softball team in the spring and fall, do you know how difficult it is to get some sista’s to play softball- can’t mess that hair up sweating. Most of the men on the team range in age from 30 -47, but we have to recruit younger women in their mid to late twenties to have enough women to qualify for the league. It seems black women in their 30’s and 40’s are very reluctant to sweat. A quick visit to the nearby park and you will see some very overweight women walking on the walking trails, God bless them, but never have I seen an over weight man, its not like they don’t exist. For you brothers visiting from out of town- know this, here in Georgia, if a woman claims she is thick, a lot of times it’s just a nice way of saying she needs to drop 40 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 43 years old. I could stand to drop 10-15 pounds, but I am very conscious of my health. I can still do and enjoy the things I did when I was 23, and my health, thank God, is the same. Oh, it’s harder with every passing year to make these claims, and I know the older I get the more I’m going to have to do to make these claims- but I’ll do what I need to do for this reason; My father suffers from high blood pressure and gout, it is one of the most frustrating things I have ever done watching him break all the rules concerning his diet and exercise. He is one of the boomers that the CDC is talking about and it doesn’t make sense for him to be this way with the resources he has access to, but he is. Yeah, it’s frustrating knowing that my 96 year old Grandfather doesn’t take the meds my Father takes on a daily basis. My grandfather takes vitamins and a placebo his doctor prescribes because he swears something is wrong with him-lol- I’m gonna be like my Grandfather if I have anything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s back up and look at this problem. The older baby boomers according to the CDC are jacked up, the kids are jacked up, and I see every day those in between are jacked up. I realize people come in all shape and sizes. I really do not find a bony woman attractive, I like some meat on a woman’s bones. But there is a big difference in having meat on ones bones and being unhealthy- people get out there and get some exercise, have some fun in the process and enjoy your older years. Medication free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113410609848088386?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113410609848088386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113410609848088386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113410609848088386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113410609848088386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/under-pressure.html' title='Under Pressure.................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113402557934200713</id><published>2005-12-08T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T02:24:21.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congressional Black Caucus to Oppose Alito..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/cbctemp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/cbctemp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;Congressional Black Caucus to Oppose Alito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what the CBC had to say concerning their opposition to the Nomination of Judge Alito:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;"The members of the CBC are concerned about Judge Alito's opinions, many in dissent, in race cases where his decisions have disproportionately affected African-Americans," said Rep. Mel Watt, D- N.C., the caucus chairman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;"We are troubled by what appears to be a very conservative judicial philosophy that seems greatly at odds with much of 20th century constitutional jurisprudence," Watt said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everyone has to do what they think is right. If you are committed to a cause, hey, more power to you, but I can’t stand hypocrisy. The Democrats, and the CBC, seem to believe whenever there is a vacancy on the Supreme Court while a Democrat President is in office they have the right to put forth any nominee they see fit. This belief has led to some seriously liberal thinking Judges, so much so that we have today what has become to be known as “Judicial Activism.” With a Republican President, and Republican controlled House and Senate, the Democrats and the CBC all of a sudden believe no party, especially the Republican party, has the right to put forth a nominee that represents solely their own political ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a strong dislike for hypocrites and hypocritical thinking. I especially hate the way the Media gives the Democrats a pass on this kind of thinking. The Media is well aware of the fact that during Democrat Presidential years the Democrats have never had any problems nominating and getting confirmed their Liberal judges. The Media is also aware that the Republicans do not receive the same treatment, by the Democrats or the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there was a time when a black congressional caucus was necessary, these days I’m not sure. The CBC is an organization that is totally composed of black Democrats, - I checked, it was founded in 1969 to address the legislative needs of blacks and other minorities. I believe the Democratic Party addresses those needs just fine these days, so much so in my opinion they hurt the ones they intend to help. The CBC calls itself the “Conscience of Congress”, I wish they would display some conscience concerning fair play in nominating and conforming judges. If you have any thoughts concerning the existence of the CBC, please feel free to air them out. Who knows, you might convince me to change my position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113402557934200713?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113402557934200713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113402557934200713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113402557934200713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113402557934200713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/congressional-black-caucus-to-oppose.html' title='Congressional Black Caucus to Oppose Alito..........'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113394725859048252</id><published>2005-12-07T04:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T04:37:35.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Got Your BAck...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/got_your_back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/400/got_your_back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Exactly…………………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo compliments of: &lt;a href="http://www.sacredcowburgers.com/"&gt;sacredcowburgers.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113394725859048252?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113394725859048252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113394725859048252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113394725859048252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113394725859048252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-got-your-back.html' title='We Got Your BAck...............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113386664698937214</id><published>2005-12-06T05:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T06:00:17.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Warming................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/global%20warming.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/global%20warming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global warming, yeah, had another argument/discussion about global warming with someone yesterday. I believe there is global warming, but I don’t believe man is at fault. I believe the earth goes through cooling and warming cycles, how else did the earth emerge from the many ice ages that it has experienced. Whenever discussing global warming with people that believe mankind is solely responsible for global warming be prepared for mother of all rants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will almost always hear this- “There is a consensus among scientists that global warming exists and man is the cause.” First of all, not all scientists agree with that statement. Second, let’s look at the word consensus- Webster defines consensus as: group solidarity in sentiment and belief, general agreement. Well that sounds all fine and dandy. The problem is, good science is not based on group hugging agreements, good science is based upon facts. I like Margaret Thatcher’s thoughts on consensus. Margaret said,” consensus is the negation of leadership.” Yeah, Margaret had a set, metaphorically speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we were supposed to wreck hell out of our economy observing the Kyoto accord, all because of a freakin’ consensus, Bill Clinton thought so. Good thing Congress didn’t. I was thinking how so much of our lives these days is being influenced by this group type of thinking/reasoning. That’s how you get concepts like- Animals are people in fur coats, or Guns kill people. It would be hilarious if it wasn’t so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113386664698937214?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113386664698937214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113386664698937214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113386664698937214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113386664698937214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/global-warming.html' title='Global Warming................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113376543051734615</id><published>2005-12-05T01:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T01:50:30.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Upgrades................................</title><content type='html'>Found this funny item while surfing. Let’s start this week off with a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Tech Support: Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0. I soon noticed that the new program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space and valuable resources. In addition, Wife 1.0 installed itself into all other programs and now monitors all other system activity. Applications such as Poker Night 10.3, Football 5.0, Hunting and Fishing 7.5, and Racing 3.6 I can't seem to keep Wife 1.0 in the background while attempting to run my favorite applications. I'm thinking about going back to Girlfriend 7.0, but the uninstall doesn't work on Wife 1.0. Please help! Thanks, A Troubled User.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLY: Dear Troubled User: This is a very common problem that men complain about. Many people upgrade from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0, thinking that it is just a Utilities and Entertainment program. Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and is designed by its Creator to run EVERYTHING!!! It is also impossible to delete Wife 1.0 and to return to Girlfriend 7.0. It is impossible to uninstall, or purge the program files from the system once installed. You cannot go back to Girlfriend 7.0 because Wife 1.0 is designed to not allow this. Look in your Wife 1.0 manual under Warnings-Alimony-Child Support. I recommend that you keep Wife 1.0 and work on improving the situation. I suggest installing the background application "Yes Dear" to alleviate software augmentation. The best course of action is to enter the command C:\APOLOGIZE because ultimately you will have to give the APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal anyway. Wife 1.0 is a great program, but it tends to be very high maintenance. Wife 1.0 comes with several support programs, such as Clean and Sweep 3.0, Cook It 1.5 and Do Bills 4.2. However, be very careful how you use these programs. Improper use will cause the system to launch the program Nag Nag 9.5. Once this happens, the only way to improve the performance of Wife 1.0 is to purchase additional software. I recommend Flowers 2.1 and Diamonds 5.0 ! WARNING!!! DO NOT, under any circumstances, install Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3. This application is not supported by Wife 1.0 and will cause irreversible damage to the operating system. Best of luck, Tech Support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113376543051734615?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113376543051734615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113376543051734615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113376543051734615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113376543051734615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/upgrades_05.html' title='Upgrades................................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113350872801523412</id><published>2005-12-02T01:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T03:20:29.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It ain't natural.........................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/skinny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/skinny.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've often heard a woman can not be too thin....they were wrong. See pic above. Ladies, quit starving yourselves. I was looking at a popular magazine that is devoted to celebrity worship, I was standing in the checkout line at Wally world( translation-Walmart in the south), when I noticed all the female celebs looked like Skeletor in the face, and holocaust survivors in body- which makes their breast surgeries look really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess if this trend keeps going we won’t ever again have female movie stars like Katherine Hepburn. Kate could act, and her roles changed as she aged. On Golden Pond just wouldn’t work with these plastic surgery addicted, anorexic actresses. Ruby Dee is another actress that let nature take its course, we movie lovers are fortunate she did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male stars of Hollywood seem to have a choice. Robert Redford and Clint Eastwood are prime examples of leading men that have more wrinkles than a basset hound, yet it doesn’t affect their career. So let me ask this questions- Do women, whether in the movie business or not, have surgeries and starve themselves, do they do it for men?  I’d like a little insight on this, and I don’t mean some silly study- just a woman’s opinion. Also, men, if you have some thoughts on this issue- sound off. Have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113350872801523412?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113350872801523412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113350872801523412&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113350872801523412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113350872801523412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/12/it-aint-natural.html' title='It ain&apos;t natural.........................................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113337549640884042</id><published>2005-11-30T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T01:21:47.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions and Answers.......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/homeimage.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/homeimage.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After commenting on one of &gt;&lt;a href="http://peaceonthat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peaceonthat&lt;/a&gt; posts, a fellow blogger that I disagree with on quite a few issues, but respect immensely, I was asked the following questions by Mikecch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mikecch said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BoldAre you of military age? Have you ever served in any branch of the military? If not, sign up. The Bush administration has extended the enlistment age to 42. Or are you like the people you are defending--not willing to serve but is more than willing to have other people fight and die for you. James, great blog. Keep it up. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:57 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mikecch,&lt;br /&gt;I am 43. Yes, I served in the Army- “82-86”. Combat Medic. If you ever visit San Antonio, Texas, slide by Fort Sam Houston. Fort Sam Houston is one of the few military installations where you will see buildings named after lower ranking enlisted personnel, this is an honor that is usually reserved for generals and such. These buildings are memorials to brave Combat Medics that died saving their fellow soldiers during battle. Fort Sam Houston is the place where they received their training. During training you are constantly reminded of their ultimate sacrifice- Some of these men would receive the Medal of Honor, posthumously. It’s a humbling experience, to walk the corridors of the Academy of Health and Sciences, hearing and seeing the stories of bravery everywhere. We had alot to live up to. Being known as and called "Doc" by the soldiers I supported was a honor I take pride in to this day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father was career military, he achieved the rank of Command Sergeant Major, He was Airborne his whole career and did two tours in Vietnam. My Father had five sons, five sons that due to his military service and deeds had access to the military academies. I was the only son that ended up in the military, inadvertently. My brothers and I grew up seeing the sacrifices soldiers make and didn’t want any part of it. I ran out of college funds and thought the military would be a great way to get the rest of the money I needed, plus I figured my love of travel could be satisfied in the process. By not pursuing a military career from the start, which would have meant going to one of the academies, I enlisted and started at ground zero-PVT-1- and as anyone out there that has served in the military knows, being an officer has a lot more privileges than being enlisted. The prospect of basic training intrigued me, and I looked forward to it- man was I dumb. A funny thing happened while I was hustling Uncle Sam for college money, ahem…serving my country. I started to appreciate the dedication with which career soldiers serve our country. I came to hold the men and women that served before me, with me, and to this day, those after me, in great respect. It is by and large a thankless job that is truly appreciated only by those who have done it, those that know the work. You damned sure don’t do it for the money- hell I got shot at for 895.00 dollars a month, and since it was not a, “declared conflict”, yet there were rules of engagement, no combat pay was included, but I’d do it again if I had to do it over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The military inspired in me a level of self –discipline I never dreamt of, a sense of what I was truly capable of. All the petty bullshit and whining that most 20ish young men go through was bypassed. I would come to learn just how cheap life was viewed in some places of this world. My military career lasted 4 years. It was the deal (contract) I made with the Army, and we parted ways. At the end of my enlistment I had a college fund to tap into and the Army had me on inactive reserves for another 2 years. It was a win-win situation for all concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have friends that serve in the military. They, most are in their 40’s and are nearing retirement age, have participated in the Iraq war from the beginning- Oh, they also participated in Desert Storm, that U.N. cluster-fuck in Bosnia, and various and assorted missions that aren’t generally kept up with by the public. When I talk about this war on terror and the need to fight it, I am mindful of my friends, very mindful. I fear for their safety but they, like when I was a soldier, volunteered for the job and its consequences. I often hear Liberals accuse President Bush of taking our soldiers lives for granted, of not giving them what they need, of not having a clear plan for them to follow. I ask this, if all that is true, why do soldiers like him so much? I’ll tell you why, the same reason we liked Ronald Regan, the respect he has for the military is genuine and soldiers can pick up on it real well. Soldiers couldn’t stand Bill Clinton, nor his desire to screw the military, yeah, soldiers understood exactly what he stood for. The only good decision Clinton made concerning the military was to basically give a name to the policy that was already in effect in the military concerning gays- don’t ask, don’t tell. Concerning gays in the military, I’ve never understood what being a good soldier had to do with whether one was heterosexual or homosexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I talk about war, troops, and all things military, keep in mind, I served and took the risks. Unfortunaty I have experienced the duty of processing Dead American Soldier’s bodies- let’s talk about dead American Soldiers for a minute. Dead American Soldiers to Liberals represent an issue to be used to undermine the war effort. I’m going to give you some insight on dead American Soldiers- soldiering is primarily a young man’s game, by that I mean the boots on the ground. As you age in your military career you move up the ladder into command positions that supposedly are less risky-but you can still find quite a few 30-40 year olds out on patrol, but its mostly youngsters doing the job. With that being the facts, most of the causalities are young men and women under the age of 27, fit, in the prime of their youth. It’s a strange, unreal sight to see such youth no longer alive, especially when you saw them the day before clowning around and joking. The best comparison outside of warfare would be the senseless slaughter of young black males that revolves around the drug trade- such a waste. Think twice about saying or doing anything that makes our soldier’s job harder or more dangerous. It’s the least one can do as an American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113337549640884042?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113337549640884042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113337549640884042&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113337549640884042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113337549640884042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/questions-and-answers.html' title='Questions and Answers.......................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113326099333897784</id><published>2005-11-29T05:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T05:49:00.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost that time, again..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/irs2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/irs2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;“THE INCOME TAX HAS MADE MORE LIARS OUT OF AMERICAN PEOPLE THAN GOLF HAS”- Will Rodgers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah, Ole' Will told the truth. The closer the end of the year gets, the more pissed off I get- especially with every Tom, Dick, and Liberal openly stating if given the chance they will reverse all tax cuts, and increase them to boot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113326099333897784?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113326099333897784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113326099333897784&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113326099333897784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113326099333897784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-almost-that-time-again_29.html' title='It&apos;s almost that time, again..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113317374883537097</id><published>2005-11-28T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T05:56:32.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Historical Reality........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/worldmap.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/worldmap.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever a people, or a nation becomes weak, it has ended up extinct or enslaved. This is an historical rule that holds true to this very day. There have been no exceptions to this rule. History is filled with examples of this rule, examples of great societies that were lighthouses of knowledge, yet they became weak and fell prey to a stronger less enlightened society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As young children we are taught the history of America, a history of a native people being conquered by a foreign people, a history of white Europeans taking the sacred land, we are taught the plight of the noble savage, living in harmony with the land. It’s all bullshit. The history of earth as well as America is the history of conquering and being conquered.&lt;br /&gt;Long before the white man ever dreamt of this distant land, the individual tribes of America were conquering each other, forming large dominant nations that took the best and most bountiful land from weaker tribes. The Comanche’s drove the Apaches out of what is known today as Texas into the arid southwest. It was there in that arid, unforgiving land, that the Apaches would emerge a nation of warriors that would prey upon the southwest, raiding deep into Mexico for a living- yep, the Apache raided for a living, if you were weak, your ass was theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we all know the history of the rise and fall of Rome. Rome, corrupt and weak, became a push over for the same barbarians that they had swatted aside like flies at the height of their powers. Genghis Khan and his horde rode out of the steppes and conquered everything they saw, they were stopped only by large geographical boundaries-oceans mainly. China lived under the rule of Mongol Khans for centuries- that is until the Mongols became weak enough for the Chinese to overthrow. Those of us that are descended from black African slaves here in America are a result of the rule. Stronger tribes sold weaker tribes into slavery. Do the numbers, just how many white men would it have taken to capture and enslave the 12-14 million Africans it is estimated to have been taken from West Africa.(some historians put the figures much higher) The coastal areas would have been the first places to become scarce of human cargo. This would have forced the whites to march farther inland and against a hostile people, and they would have had to do so for over 400 years. History, history that is often omitted by some, shows that we were captured, kept alive and marched to the areas where it was known that white men bought slaves. Ironically Africa was, and some say still is, the last outpost of human bondage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent history has taught us that there is no such thing as” peace in our time”, Neville Chamberlain forgot the rule. Hitler didn’t, and he and his Nazi thugs damned near conquered all of Europe. There just happened to be a strong, free, and resourceful nation by the name of the United States of America that came to the rescue of Europe during its darkest hours. Oh, and by the way, it wasn’t the first time, and it won’t be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Liberal brothers and sisters refuse to acknowledge this rule of history. They insist on living in an alternative reality where if one has kind thoughts and wishes for their fellowman all will be well. They ignore the lessons of history, like so many have done in the past, and oppose anyone that sees the world for what it is. They actively politicize our very safety, in hopes of gaining power to enact their flawed ideals. They call for abandoning a job our military started, much like they did in Vietnam, without regard to the people we have sold the idea of freedom to. To this day my Liberal brothers and sisters have not taken responsibility for abandoning the people of the Republic of South Vietnam, a people that were killed in greater numbers after we turned our backs on them, and they want us to commit this mistake again, with the Iraqis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emboldened by flimsy polls worded for certain responses by a Liberal press, spurred on by the fraudulent double talk of their leaders, my Liberal brothers and sisters fail to understand why they continue to loose elections, they fail to understand that most Americans see the world for what it is- a place where a aggressive, deadly enemy is probing for weakness. To my Liberal brothers and sisters, America is not going to make the same mistake again. There is great irony in the present state of Liberal America. Liberal America only exists because there are good men and women standing by to do violence to protect their right to be so got-damned silly. Ain’t that a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113317374883537097?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113317374883537097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113317374883537097&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113317374883537097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113317374883537097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/historical-reality.html' title='Historical Reality........................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113273695110981511</id><published>2005-11-23T04:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:28:19.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have A Happy Thanksgiving......</title><content type='html'>As my favorite holiday, Thanksgiving, draws nearer, I can’t help but think about the past Thanksgivings of my life. They were all great with one exception, the Thanksgiving of 2002. That year was the most challenging year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2002 will always be remembered as the year I lost the best friend I’d ever had and probably ever will have, my Mother. Late October of 2002 was the end of a 15 month long battle in which my Mother fought against a vicious form of breast cancer. My Mother always lived life on her on terms, and would do so even while dying. Born shortly after the great depression into a farming family (sharecroppers) in Rural Georgia, Her prospects for life would have had to seem daunting to the modern day social engineers that seem to be as thick as fleas these days, yet she exceeded all expectations. She met My father, a career military man, traveled the world, established frienships with people of all walks of life-and maintained some of those friendships up until the day she died, raised five great sons, further educated herself, and had some of the most eclectic interests and tastes for a country girl- My mother basically lived a hell of a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, even though my Mother left us shortly before Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving is still my favorite holiday because of the great memories and for the following reasons- I am so thankful for having been one of the five sons of my Mother, thankful for Her encouragement when I had doubts, thankful for Her teaching me how to live-------and how to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Thanksgiving, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113273695110981511?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113273695110981511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113273695110981511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113273695110981511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113273695110981511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/have-happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Have A Happy Thanksgiving......'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113256914511630069</id><published>2005-11-21T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T05:41:29.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Damned Good Idea............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/abe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/abe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/usa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“Congressmen who willfully take action during wartime that damage morale and undermines the military are saboteurs and should be arrested, exiled, or hanged.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest Abe was right on the money. It's time we faced reality about what our own elected officials are doing.&lt;br /&gt;Later'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113256914511630069?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113256914511630069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113256914511630069&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113256914511630069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113256914511630069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/damned-good-idea.html' title='A Damned Good Idea............................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113226183519493744</id><published>2005-11-17T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T16:15:50.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL ABOARD.......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;“Please don't miss this train at the station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause if you miss it, I feel sorry, sorry for you “ Love Train- The O’jays”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep, as I have said before,” the Underground Railroad is alive and well”. Mr. Derek Wallace, head of the Orlando chapter Of the NAACP, has caught the train and run off the Democrat plantation. Mr. Wallace, a construction company executive, said His business life was a big factor in his decision. Hm…. A Republican NAACP chapter, I suspect all the heating and air men and women that ended up in Hell are trying their damnedest to re-light the pilot light. Check the article out- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orlandosentinel.com/news/columnists/orl-maxwell1705nov17,0,2971218.column?coll=orl-news-col"&gt;http://www.orlandosentinel.com/news/columnists/orl-maxwell1705nov17,0,2971218.column?coll=orl-news-col&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Train rides require a ticket. In the 1700’s and 1800’s, tickets were distributed by word of mouth, slave to slave. Conductors risked life and livelihood ensuring that passengers riding the train had somewhere safe to stop, somewhere they could rest and gather their wits- riding on the Underground railroad was serious business back then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;These days tickets to ride on the Underground Railroad come in many forms. Some people, unable to support the liberal agenda concerning the killing of unborn children, use the abortion ticket. Some people, dismayed at the amount of money that is taken from their earnings, use the Tax ticket. I suspect being a business man Mr. Wallace redeemed one of these tickets. Some people, having spent the better part of the last 30 years hearing the same ole’ tired Liberal excuses, use the, “just dayum” ticket. Yes, there is a ticket for just about every need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In spite of the availability of tickets, it’s still dangerous to redeem one. Mr. Wallace is going to find out in the coming weeks that a Republican chapter of the NAACP is one chapter too many. Already Democrat Leader Tom Shea questioned Mr. Wallace’s decision saying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I'm a little confused. Are we talking about the National Association for the Advancement of Construction Professionals -- or Colored People?" I’ll admit, Tom got off a good one, but jokes aside, Tom and other Democratic Leaders can’t afford for Mr. Wallace to succeed. They know that if Mr. Wallace is successful, there can be four or five Republican NAACP chapters by this time next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like Ol’ Massa, the Democrats have to keep their chattel ignorant, isolated, and afraid to leave the plantation, afraid to loose what little they have. They understand, like Ol’ Massa did, that once the word gets out that the Train is running, all hell will break loose. And like Ol’ Massa, they are going to do all they can to stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113226183519493744?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113226183519493744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113226183519493744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113226183519493744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113226183519493744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/all-aboard.html' title='ALL ABOARD.......................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113160676395477981</id><published>2005-11-15T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:26:03.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies, Give Him what He wants.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/shavethebeaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/shavethebeaver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I just thought this was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113160676395477981?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113160676395477981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113160676395477981&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113160676395477981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113160676395477981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/ladies-give-him-what-he-wants.html' title='Ladies, Give Him what He wants.............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113195066834213723</id><published>2005-11-14T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T09:05:48.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Murderous NeoCons.............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://peaceonthat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peaceonthat&lt;/a&gt; was one of the first people I became aware of to express anger at President George Bush’s speech on Veterans Day. He was the first of quite a few people I know that, putting it mildly, despised the fuck out of W's speech. I immediately back-tracked and re-read the speech. It was a pretty good speech considering Bush is not a charismatic speaker, Okay, Bush has very limited speaking skills, but that’s nothing new. There was one single thing that all the people I know that hated the speech had in common, their displeasure of Bush finally addressing all the bullshit that the Democrats have laid at his feet concerning the reasoning we went to war. There is not one inaccurate statement that President Bush said in his speech, not one. It is my opinion President Bush did not re-write history in his speech . See excerpt of speech below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"While it is perfectly legitimate to criticize my decision or the conduct of the war, it is deeply irresponsible to rewrite the history of how that war began. Some Democrats and anti-war critics are now claiming we manipulated the intelligence and misled the American people about why we went to war. These critics are fully aware that a bipartisan Senate investigation found no evidence of political pressure to change the intelligence community's judgments related to Iraq's weapons programs. They also know that intelligence agencies from around the world agreed with our assessment of Saddam Hussein. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;They know the United Nations passed more than a dozen resolutions citing his development and possession of weapons of mass destruction. Many of these critics supported my opponent during the last election, who explained his position to support the resolution in the Congress this way: 'When I vote to give the President of the United States the authority to use force, if necessary, to disarm Saddam Hussein, it is because I believe that a deadly arsenal of weapons of mass destruction in his hands is a threat, and a grave threat, to our security.' That's why more than 100 Democrats in the House and the Senate, who had access to the same intelligence voted to support removing Saddam Hussein from power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"The stakes in the global War on Terror are too high, and the national interest is too important, for politicians to throw out false charges. These baseless attacks send the wrong signal to our troops and to an enemy that is questioning America's will. As our troops fight a ruthless enemy determined to destroy our way of life, they deserve to know that their elected leaders who send them to war continue to stand behind them. Our troops deserve to know that this support will remain firm when the going gets tough. And our troops deserve to know that whatever our differences in Washington, our will is strong, our Nation is united, and we will settle for nothing less than victory."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The problem is too many people have been fed the same lie over and over by Democrat talking heads- the same talking heads that supported going to war in the first place. See, these politicians saw the intelligence and knew that Saddam was up to no damned good, yet they also knew they could play both sides of the fence on the issue- Kerry, Kennedy, Hillary, they all gave the go ahead knowing full well if at any given time things did not turn up like the reports indicated they could make serious political hay. They understood that they were in a win-win situation, if all the intelligence turned out accurate, they where on the right side, if it didn’t, hell, they could claim they were lied to. They also understood that at any given time if the war went badly they could call for pulling out our troops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I think most peoples objection to going to war is basically because of the “ the pre-emptive strike concept”. This is a policy that many people can not get with, I myself am all for it, I guess that makes me a’ Murdering Neocon’, so be it. I simply refuse to allow anyone a first strike, hit me first, opportunity against America. The stakes are too high these days considering dirty bombs and designer viruses and germs that are available to anyone with the will and cash. The old paradigm is obsolete, and just because a Muslim terrorist lives in a cave and shuns the conveniences of this technology filled world we live in, it does not mean he is ignorant of its uses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I also don’t care about these so-called coalitions, all the real heavy lifting America has done in the past concerning freeing up whole continents from tyranny was without coalitions. If the truth is to be said you could put together the world’s largest coalition and America would still have the same responsibilities as usual- Supply the cash and arms, plus do the fighting. We are the world’s only super power, that big ass army in China is a accident waiting to happen, China has serious trouble feeding itself , that and many more problems that would limit their ability to project a war effort across the world and sustain it. Yes, they can launch missiles and demonstrated with their new space program that no place in the world is safe from their nukes, but defeating a nation that can shoot back, like us, requires more than nuclear muscle. If not they would have kicked it of already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://peaceonthat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peaceonthat&lt;/a&gt; and others have indicated that we NeoCons have not supported our troops- There is a axiom that says, “you go to war with the army you have at the time” I submit that is what we did and there is a ongoing effort to better equip our troops as time goes on. What I find amazing is it is a known documented fact that there is one party in America that has consistently withheld funding from the military and at times this seriously undermined their missions. You can’t spend your whole political career denying the military and then turn around and criticize someone else when you find out that some units lack armored Humvees- shit the money just wasn’t there to equip all the units with amoured Humvees. The military should not be given a blank check, but it should not have to scuffle for funding like it did during the Clinton years. As far as benefits for soldiers and Vets are concerned, Democrats have long known that it’s a demographic that you can screw and they can’t do much about it. When Republicans by and large cut soldiers benefits it’s a serious budget crunch with hard choices to be made, but when they can they try to increase funding-sort of like a payback. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;As far as over-extending our National Guard, this sound bite originated during the Katrina disaster, and no amount of National Guardsmen available could have mitigated the fuck up on the local and state levels. Let’s supposed you had 8,000 helicopters on hand within hours of the levees breeching- the limited airspace in New Orleans, and the slow, meticulously dangerous nature of the rescues would have kept 7,500 of them grounded. Couple this logistical issue with the Governor of Louisiana’s refusal to relinquish control, which resulted in not having a centralized command structure, the ineptitude of Fema, and you have what we saw any damned way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Let’s deal with back-door drafts and prisoner torture. There is no such thing as a back-door draft. Extending a soldiers tour and or enlistment is nothing new. It even happens during peace time. I’ve personally known fellow soldiers that were in fields that were dangerously under strength and had their enlistments extended a year- yes, they were pissed, but most soldiers, that is the ones that actually read their contracts(yes you sign a contract when you enlist) are aware of this possibility. I was sent to Central America in the early eighties for a six month hardship tour that ended up getting extended to a year. The ultimate extension happens during a huge global conflict like WWll, it’s simply stated as” for the duration”, which meant to the GI’s of that time “until this bitch is over”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Prisoner torture is not a United States of America Military sanctioned action- it occurs when soldiers start making their own rules. Every soldier gets it drilled into their head to follow orders during basic training, or Officers candidate school, the Academies deal with this also. Following orders is essential in the Military, but one of the first things you learn is you are not obligated to follow an order that you know to be unlawful, the excuse of following orders doesn’t work. My problem with the prisoner torture, and we are talking about Abu Garib, it was treated as a Bush administration problem. No, these things happen under a weak or incompetent Commander in the field, sometimes just a plain evil Commander. It must not be tolerated and the guilty have to be punished. There is one effective thing you can do to eliminate prisoner torture, hold the Commanders responsible primarily. Never have I seen a President held responsible for acts of torture that soldiers in the field commit. Like most Democrat accusations this one is a hell of a stretch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;There is something that is truly depressing that is happing more and more these days- Black people calling Black people of different political beliefs Uncle Toms. This shit needs to stop. First of all it makes light of all the accomplishments made by Condi Rice and Colin Powell, you would be hard pressed to find anyone that is a member of the Black Caucus that has achieved as much, gone as far, and been as influential as these two individuals. At one time two of the most powerful people in the world at the same fucking time were Condi and Colin. Bill Clinton never dream of giving that much power to anyone of color, unless you consider that shit He tossed to Ron Brown real power, and it got him killed. Make no mistake, these two individuals did and do their own thinking, Colin went against his boss on several occasions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Most people believe Colin Powel left the administration because of the intelligence he was given, but most insiders in the beltway say Colin left because his previous and ongoing relationships with several Saudi Princes would be a serious liability for the Bush administration in the long run. The Media left knew and hinted at it on several occasions, and much like the Democrat Senators they knew they had a win-win situation, if Colin stayed on they were going to crucify his ass, if he left then they were going to hype it up as division between him and Bush. He left. You will more than likely not see Colin Powell in politics again, at least not on the level he was once involved in, Colin and his Family made a lot of sacrifices during his long Military career and I don’t think he wants to subject his Family to what passes as politics these days. I can understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;As far as the Valerie Plame CIA leak goes, Hell, Her husband blew her cover long before this shit grew legs, introducing her at parties as His wife" the spy". Scooter is indicted for lying, not blowing someone’s cover. The special Investigator has His hands full now that more and more people are coming out saying that it was widely known in Washington circles that Valerie worked for the CIA. The same people he had the opportunity to talk to, but elected not to, before he filed charges. It’s just more political hay being made by the Democrats- they are good at making hay where no straw grows, or so they think. All the accusations they make get headlines and then die, why, bullshit doesn’t stand up to scrutiny. Anyone can make accusations, but when it’s time to prove them and you can’t, it all collapses. Democrats count on a forgetful, ignorant America, one that doesn’t research the issues. For a long while they had a monopoly of info, the left leaning Media. The rise of Talk radio and the internet has undermined their ability to blow smoke up America’s collective asses, and they can’t stand not being able to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;When we invaded Iraq and toppled Saddam Hussein our mission there took on a new role, its similar to your doctor peforming surgery on you to remove a tumor, and while inside of you he finds additional tumors-does he remove the one he was aware of and close you up- nope he gets all of them. Besides you don’t de-stabilize an area and walk away, not unless it is your plan to create chaos. It is My and many others opinion that this war on terror is the most important thing we will do in the next twenty years. These terrorist bastards can inflict much damage upon America up to and including destroying our economy, they planned to do just that, long before we ever dreamed of invading Iraq, as a matter of fact 911 was the kick off of that goal, they just didn’t count on President Bush bringing the war to them .They under estimated George W. Bush, just like the Democrats do on a regular basis. I believe when the history of these times is written, it will show that we Neocons were right. In the meantime those of us that do not agree, we will duke it out at the voting booths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Later’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113195066834213723?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113195066834213723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113195066834213723&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113195066834213723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113195066834213723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/murderous-neocons.html' title='Murderous NeoCons.............................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113161965055030313</id><published>2005-11-11T05:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T02:35:06.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tofu Turkey..................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/p_recipes_TRCooking9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/400/p_recipes_TRCooking9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was online today, doing my thang, when I ran across an article of Shirley Jones. You remember the “Partridge Family “Mom. I don’t know about the rest of you, but growing up we watched the show on a regular basis. Shirley had that cute little short hair style, nice frame, hey , there were a lot of adolescent wet dream fantasies revolving around Shirley back in the day- along with Ellie May of the “Beverly Hillbillies”, Mary-Ann of “Gilligans Island”, and especially Barbara Eden of “I dream of Jeanie.” Remember, this was way before hip hop videos came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that Shirley has teamed up with PETA, people for ethical treatment of animals, to make a video called “Life and Death for Factory-Farmed Turkeys”. In this video Shirley describes the extremes of factory turkey farming, including graphic images of maimed, dying, and dead turkeys. Shirley goes on to recommend that Americans eat Tofurky or Unturkey vegetarian roast instead of real turkeys---just dayum. What the hell is a Tofurkey? Tofurkey is a product made by Turtle Island Foods .&lt;a href="http://www.tofurky.com/recipes.htm"&gt;tofurky.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; . They make roasts, deli slices, sausages, and jerky, all of these products are made from organic soybeans, and wheat protein. MMMMmmm… Tofu turkey, sounds yummy doesn’t it? Let’s not even get into how you can make jerky without meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Shirley had found another cause to support. The main reason is Thanks Giving is my favorite holiday, filled with memories of family and friends, great food, it is the least commercialized holiday there is. Second, I’m just tired of aging stars and starlets throwing their hats into the ring for every two- bit bullshit cause that comes down the pipe. What’s wrong with feeding the little starving kids in the far corners of the world, or if they want to do something local, build a couple of Habitat Houses. Oh, here’s an idea, how about these aging stars and starlets campaign for the Fair Tax, that way the movie going public will have more money to spend on movies. Naw, makes too much sense. Anyway, I don’t know if Shirley realizes that PETA is not an organization that merely recommends Americans find alternatives to animal based products- they are adamant about Americas not eating anything that would lead to the death of an animal, whether it be farm raised or not. PETA’s position is of animal rights. Animal rights activists believes that animals are not ours to use for food, clothing, entertainment, or experimentation. I myself am an animal welfare type of person. Supporters of animal welfare believe that animals can be used as long as “humane” guidelines are followed. Growing up I watched my Grandfather raise livestock of all kinds. His concept was simple, “you don’t abuse a living thing”. If you want pure, clean, unadulterated truth- ask an Old man wearing coveralls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETA is on my list of terrorist groups, two spots above the NCAAP, right above the KKK, right under AL Qaeda. PETA and groups like them bother me because they are willing to take away a persons choice if allowed to. Yes, there are some inhuman animal farming practices that need to be dealt with, but when a group like PETA comes out against regular everyday people fishing with a rod and reel simply because they don’t believe the fish should be harmed- hey, that’s a bit too much, and in the long run they forfeit their ability to help change the practices that need to be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you go into next week, making plans and setting up your menus for the Thanks Giving holidays, contemplate roasting up a big ole’ Tofurkey. I thought about it-------- But, I’m going to go ahead and prepare TurDucken- what the hell is a TurDucken? Take a look, hint- PETA would have a turkey, duck, and a chicken about this.&lt;a href="http://www.chefpaul.com/turducken.html"&gt;chefpaul.com/turducken.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113161965055030313?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113161965055030313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113161965055030313&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113161965055030313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113161965055030313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/tofu-turkey.html' title='Tofu Turkey..................................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113160517065287382</id><published>2005-11-10T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T02:21:17.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to ease up and laugh for a minute.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/fr-map.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/fr-map.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of days have been a frenzy of reading and discussing topics that started on &lt;a href="http://mrigmaiden.blogspot.com/"&gt;mrigmaiden&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://peaceonthat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peaceonthat&lt;/a&gt;Blogs. So much so I didn’t write anything on my own blog yesterday. Anyone reading this that have never visited the two blogs linked above should do so. In the meantime I’m posting a little funny piece I read on grouchy old cripple. He is a blogger out of Atlanta and is quite different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;America makes plans to save France…. One more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Bush has authorized the Joint Chiefs to begin drawing up a battle plan to pull France out of the fire again. Facing an apparent overwhelming force of up to 400 pissed off teenagers Mr. Bush doubts France's ability to hold off the little piss-ants. "If the last two world wars are any indication, I would expect France to surrender any day now", said Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joint Chiefs head, Gen. Peter Pace, warned the President that it might be necessary to send up to 5 marines to get things under control. The general admitted that 5 marines may be overkill but he wanted to get this thing under control within 24 hours of arriving on scene. He stated he was having a hard time finding even one marine to volunteer to help the ungrateful French out for a third time but thought that he could persuade a few women marines to do the job before they went on pregnancy leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Bush asked Gen. Pace to get our marines out of there as soon as possible after order was restored. He also reminded Gen. Pace to make sure the marines did not take soap, razors, or deodorant with them. The less they stand out the better.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://grouchyoldcripple.com/"&gt;grouchyoldcripple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113160517065287382?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113160517065287382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113160517065287382&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113160517065287382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113160517065287382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/time-to-ease-up-and-laugh-for-minute.html' title='Time to ease up and laugh for a minute.............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113144534617369099</id><published>2005-11-08T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T05:41:37.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn Baby, Burn..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/france.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/france.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hell has broken loose in France. France has been the scene of bonfire party gone mad for the last 12 days. You would think General Tecumseh Sherman, the Union General that burned a path sixty miles wide starting from Atlanta, Georgia and ending at the sea, Savannah, Georgia, has been reincarnated and owns a lifetime supply of matches. This rampage began October 26, when two Arab youths, fleeing what they thought was police pursuit, leapt onto power lines and were electrocuted. It was as if someone stood up and declared,”let the riots begin”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as it pleases me to see the French squirm, I receive no satisfaction from their current predicament. Why, we are heading down the same path that the French walk now. The rioters roasting marshmallows over burning buses and cars every night in France are of Algerian, African, and Muslim origins. Their parents originally immigrated to France in search of work and what they found were jobs the French didn’t want to do. These youths were born in France, have French citizenship, but were never assimilated into the French culture- they are as much French as Me and You. Faced with the lack of gainful employment, the unemployment rate in the areas the youths live in is atrocious at 20%, They have very little hope for a future. Couple these facts with a different belief structure based on religion, these nightly firestorms were bound to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the parallel. We too have been welcoming foreign nationals to come to our country to do the jobs we supposedly don’t want to do. We have not required them to assimilate into our culture, we don’t even require them to learn to speak the language. Go to any Home Depot and all the aisles are labeled in Spanish and English- Why do I have to choose whether or not I want instructions in English or Spanish at ATMs, hell if my ancestors could learn English under the harsh realities of slavery, they( the illegal aliens) can damned sure learn it here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being required to speak the language, living separate in their own enclaves, the children of this massive wave of illegal aliens we have been allowing to enter our country are a time bomb waiting to go off. And we have brought it upon ourselves. Everyone talks of solving the problem, everyone is mad as hell that both political parties have drug their feet dealing with the issue. What is the answer? Some groups advocate bringing all these illegal aliens into the fold with an amnesty act- Regan tried that in the 80’s, it only increased the flow. Some groups want our borders closed, a wall built. I say the solution is basically simple- Any employer found to be employing illegal aliens should be fined so damned harshly that any profit they stand to gain vanishes. The stream of illegal aliens will turn into a trickle damned near over night. I don’t think we have a whole lot of time left to make this decision- ask the French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113144534617369099?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113144534617369099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113144534617369099&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113144534617369099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113144534617369099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/burn-baby-burn.html' title='Burn Baby, Burn..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113134876480636116</id><published>2005-11-07T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T04:20:47.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Cowboys...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/heath_ledger1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/heath_ledger1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universal/Focus plans to release a gay cowboy movie called, ”Brokeback Mountain”. Well, it seems like even though there wasn’t enough interest in Mel Gibson’s ‘Passion of Christ” for Hollywood to bankroll his movie, He ended up risking his own money, there is plenty of money to go around for gay cowboy movies. I am still at a loss at how so many people simply dismiss Hollywood’s biased agenda. Look, its simple- this assumption of a so-called inclusive society that Hollywood operates under is total bullshit. Hollywood leans hard to the left. So much so that a lot of movies made are movies that the majority of the movie going population could give a damned about. This movie is a movie that an Independent studio should have made and released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s get to the issue of gay cowboy movies. Did gay cowboys exist? You darn tootin’ they did, but the question is why would a studio like Universal/Focus films, which I am a fan of, make a movie that depicts explicit gay sex scenes according to interviews by the Academy members that have screened the movie, when there are so many great cowboy/western stories that could be made into movies. Just think about it- there needs to be big screen treatment of the Buffalo Soldiers, tons of stories to be told with the view point of the Native Americans about how the west was won, and shit, we are no where near into the meat of Louie L’ Amour’s collection of westerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie making is a business. Universal and the rest of the movie studios will remember sooner or later that the movie going public will respond to well made movies. In the meantime I guess they will continue to turn out movies like “Bareback Mountain”, oh… I meant “Brokeback Mountain”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113134876480636116?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113134876480636116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113134876480636116&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113134876480636116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113134876480636116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/gay-cowboys.html' title='Gay Cowboys...............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113109460907207557</id><published>2005-11-04T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T10:47:55.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Madonna......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/madonna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/madonna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading about how Madonna stole the MTV awards show, and viewing some pictures of her during the show, I came to this conclusion. Madonna needs to get a new costume designer. At 47 years old she is still pimping the same outfits that she wore in the 80’s. Hell, Tina Turner had better legs than Madonna, but she knew when to get away from the Ike Turner "Proud Mary" skirts. This shit is tired. Looking at pictures of Madonna these days wearing outfits that she wore in the early eighties gives credence to a old saying I once heard, slightly updated to fit the times—“You can’t put a 2005 Cadillac grill on a 75 pinto and sell it new, its still a 75 pinto”&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113109460907207557?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113109460907207557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113109460907207557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113109460907207557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113109460907207557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/madonna.html' title='Madonna......................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113082982020556666</id><published>2005-11-03T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T02:16:17.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do Men want..............?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want every damned thing…………….and that’s a problem 99.9% of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113082982020556666?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113082982020556666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113082982020556666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113082982020556666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113082982020556666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-do-men-want.html' title='What do Men want..............?'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113082768126564641</id><published>2005-11-02T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T04:57:37.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/rx.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/rx.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AIDS Gel on a Faster Track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merck, Bristol to License Drugs Free for Use in Poor Countries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YORK, Oct. 31 -- New research in monkeys suggests a combination of AIDS drugs applied as a vaginal gel might prevent infection with HIV, and two major drug companies said Monday they would license promising compounds at no charge so that such a product can be created.---- &lt;strong&gt;Washington Post, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By Justin Gillis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been saying for years now that the attempt to find a cure for HIV/AIDS was a resource wasting venture. First of all every disease that has ever threatened a population was responded to by quarantine measures. The plague, cholera, tuberculosis - let your kid attend a school where viral meningitis breaks out, he or she will be taken out of school and won’t go back until they are completely over it – At the beginning of the HIV/AIDS epidemic we didn’t follow normal quarantine measures, and we still do not to this day. It is my belief we paid a heavy price for not doing so. This deviation from historical practices when faced with such a devastating disease such as HIV/AIDS set the stage for the virus to move unchecked from the gay population where it was primarily found into the general population. Quarantine sounds cruel but when I can’t spend a day in my life without some public announcement about the deadly threat of HIV/AIDS in our society, I find it odd that quarantine is not an option. Second of all we have never cured a virus, we simply have developed drugs that suppress the virus or mitigate the deadly symptoms while the virus runs it’s course. The day we find a cure for HIV/AIDS will be the same day the common cold virus will be history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could a quarantine method that was sensitive and effective have been developed—hell, I seriously doubt it, the two political parties haven’t worked together for the good of the country since WWII, but it should have been explored at the least. What we should have concentrated on in the beginning was something like this gel, something that would have prevented the spread of the virus. Okay, I have strong feelings about a lot of the irresponsible sex practices that go on every day in America. It is my opinion HIV/AIDS is a lifestyle disease resulting from an irresponsible sexual lifestyle, but I do realize that there are circumstances where people believe they are safe but in reality aren’t- a cheating spouse is one. Also I recognize that in extreme areas of poverty like Sub Saharan Africa, the HIV/AIDS virus would spiral completely out of control if nothing is done. I also have strong feelings about the governments/leaders of those countries and their responsibilities, but we won’t go there today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to hear all the conspiracy theories and The Tuskegee experiment parallels, once the virus was in the general population and spreading at a geometric rate none of that shit means a dayum thing. This gel is good news. Imagine this. Where condoms use is shunned, a gel that would also provide lubrication would be readily acceptable- if not, the woman could use it without the knowledge of her sex partner. I sincerely hope successful progress is made with this gel and a usable, reliable product is available in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113082768126564641?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113082768126564641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113082768126564641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113082768126564641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113082768126564641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally.html' title='Finally........................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113074402898344805</id><published>2005-11-01T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T01:16:27.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That was then..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/display_database_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/display_database_photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few years now I’ve been marveling at the resurgence of all things 70’s. Hell, it’s understandable, I grew up in the seventies and they were fun, unique times. Just think about it, bellbottoms and afro’s – even my pigment challenged brothers were wearing afro’s. Kool Aid at dinner time-the red kind. Turn on the cartoon channel these days and the only cartoons worth looking at, with a few exceptions, are cartoons of the 70’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woody Wood pecker was probaly the most violent cartoon ever made- except for Jonny Quest, you actually saw Dr Benton Quest and his trusty assitant, Race Bannon shoot people- dead. Is it just me or did Jonny Quest look like he was Race's son instead of Dr. Quest's?- I guess there was no DNA testing available. Of course you had Bugs Bunny doing his thang- and the Road runner, Freud could have a field day writing papers on those two shows. Looking at the Flintstones as a adult I found that the writers were writing episodes with two levels of humor- one for the kids, and one that went right over the heads of kids for the adults watching- ingenious. Remember the cartoon Popeye? Not the new stuff they eventually made, but the ones we watched growing up. Popeye was a weird dynamic involving spinich, speech impediments, tattoos, penitentiary grown forearms, violence, and love for a bony-assed babe named Olive Oyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the 70’s made me think of one of my favorite childhood toys- the Sears Spyder bicycle.(pictured above) This bad boy, cheater slicks(tires), banana seat and all, was sitting under the Christmas tree one Christmas morning. I thought I was set for life- I mean there was only one bike better, the Schwin Krate, and there was no way in the hell my parents were ponying up close to a hundred dollars for a bike, very few in my neighborhood could. I can remember rolling down the drive way on Christmas morning and it seemed like the whole neighborhood was rolling on Spyders. People talk about America’s love affair with the Car, Shit, it started with bicycles as kids. We rode them every where, I believe we easily put 15 to 20 miles a day on those bikes, easily. Neighborhoods and towns were a hell of alot more bicycle friendly growing up in the 70's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not a week that goes by without seeing a report on the problem of obesity in kids these days. Looking back there were chubby kids when I was growing up, but you just didn’t see as many kids over weight as you do now. It was those damned bikes we rode, they were heavy as hell. I bought a mountain bike a couple of years ago that a seven year old could hoist above their head. Also the gearing of our bikes –one gear mostly- meant that going up hills you had to exert some effort, or risk getting left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s sad really what kids have to do to ride a dayum bike in safety these days. First you have to load up the bike, drive to a nearby park, get the bike out, strap on that funky looking bike helmet-yeah, some counties have a helmet law for kids riding bikes. Ride the bike, take the silly ass helmet off, (I know somebody is gonna tear me a new one about bike helmets) load the bike up, head back home, unload the bike and hang it up in the garage. No wonder so many kids are obese these days, more time is spent getting ready to ride than riding. All we did was mount up and hit the street, everyday, all day. Yes, we had some good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113074402898344805?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113074402898344805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113074402898344805&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113074402898344805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113074402898344805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/11/that-was-then.html' title='That was then..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113047316564323655</id><published>2005-10-31T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:45:24.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all Good ...Or is it?.......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/50cent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/50cent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Moral relativism-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Moral relativism is the position that moral or ethical propositions do not reflect absolute or universal truths but instead are relative to social, cultural, historical, or personal references, and that there is no single standard by which to assess an ethical propositions truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In street terms—“It’s all good.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is the ideological foundation of the modern Liberal agenda. This refusal to deal with absolutes has created some interesting paradoxes. One prime example is the issue of death- I watch my liberal brothers and sisters advocate the killing of unborn innocence and then immediately turn around and admonish anyone that believes in the death penalty for convicted murderers. Make no mistake, liberals aren't the only ones practicing moral relitivism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love absolutes, I need absolutes. I have never been comfortable dealing in the vast wastelands of moral gray areas. As a matter of fact, I refuse to. When confronted with a moral or ethical issue, I squint my minds eye and look at the issue in black and white, good or bad, right and wrong. Had the executives at Enron approached their responsibilities in this manner there would have never been an Enron scandal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So it came as no surprise while reading AP releases, that activists in Los Angeles were demanding Paramount pictures remove billboards for Curtis"50 Cent" Jackson up coming movie "Get rich or Die tryin' ". It appears that these billboards depict" fity-cent" holding a microphone in one hand and a gun in the other. To top it off, one of the billboards is located right next to a pre-school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is my humble opinion that the last thing we need is another movie about a drug dealer rising up out of crime through hip-hop, but hey, it's a capitalistic country, and if they can sell it to a market, more power to them. Hell, it might just turn out to be a pretty good movie, but this billboard campaign is a major fuck up. I am pretty sure the executives at Paramount wouldn't want a billboard featuring “Fity-cent” holding a microphone in one hand and a gun in the other near their children's pre-school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The absence of absolutes makes this possible. See in the eyes of the Paramount’s marketing team,such a billboard in their neighborhood is wrong, but not so in some neighborhoods. You know, I really hate this type of thinking. It is the root of many of our social problems here in America. I am damned tired of politicians and activists arguing in favor of certain behavior in certain areas that they would not tolerate in their area. At best it’s hypocritical, at it’s worse it’s devastating to the community that they supposedly are helping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As far as “Fity-cent” is concerned. I have no beef with him, he has been consistent since he popped up on the radar screen. He has never claimed to be anything he isn’t, and as a parent my job is easy when the wolves are dressed like wolves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Take Care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113047316564323655?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113047316564323655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113047316564323655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113047316564323655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113047316564323655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-all-good-or-is-it.html' title='It&apos;s all Good ...Or is it?.......................'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113038702537132385</id><published>2005-10-27T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:15:41.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Different...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that know me intimately, my love of the outdoors is no surprise. I was raised most of my childhood on Military reservations. Every summer no matter where we were I was sent home to Georgia, to spend the summers with my Grandparents. It would be a under statement to say my Grandparents where country. Hell, they were deep under-cover country, and I loved them for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was from my Grandfather and my Uncles that I learned to hunt and fish. Their patient country ways instilled a deep love and appreciation for nature in me. It was my Grandmother and my Aunts that showed me that the simplest things had their own beauty, such as a honey-suckle bush, it’s flowers fragrant in the warm summer evenings. One of my fondest memories is sitting on my Grandparents front porch at night watching the lighting bugs light up the fields that surrounded their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandfather had a 5 acre vegetable garden in those days. It still amazes me how our labor in that big garden was transformed it into beautiful jars of great tasting , nourishing, home canned food by my Grandmother and Aunts. They were, and still are, mighty women. Both Grandparents, my Uncles and Aunts taught me a work ethic that revolved around a simple concept- If it’s worth doing, do it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out with my up bringing that I have always lived on the edge of the developed and undeveloped areas. It has been an effective compromise for many years. My children and I have always had access to the mainstream, but we didn’t have to deal with some of the problems with living in the mainstream. Yet in the last ten years the edges have been pushed back. I find myself no longer on the edges but surrounded by development. Development in Georgia these days is a cruel, evil process that consists of cutting down every tree, removing the top-soil, selling it, and building cookie cutter subdivisions. The irony of it all is this development initially skipped over me, so in order to get back to the edge I will now have to move twice the distance than if it had not skipped over my area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was sitting on the deck this morning, sipping on my coffee, getting depressed about my current circumstances, plotting my next move, when I heard a hawk scream over head. “Dayum”, I thought, “that’s a hawk screaming”. If you have never heard a hawk or an eagle for that matter scream, I am truly sorry you haven’t. It is a pure, primal, joyous type of thang. That’s the best my limited abilities can describe it, and it made me think, “I can live where the hawks can still be heard screaming’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113038702537132385?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113038702537132385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113038702537132385&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113038702537132385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113038702537132385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/something-different.html' title='Something Different...............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113029822526114207</id><published>2005-10-26T02:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:52:30.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Mrs. Parks.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/par0_image2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/par0_image2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                 February 4, 1913 - October 24, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking what more can I say about this courageous woman that hasn’t already be said? Very little, but I can thank her for making a stand. Yes, Rosa Parks made a stand at a time in America when to do so was a death sentence in the South. Mrs. Parks was the point man of the Civil Rights Movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those without knowledge of military terms a point man is the person that walks ahead of the main column of troops while on patrol. The job of a point man is to alert the column to danger ahead and in a lot of cases it’s the point man being shot and or killed that provides the alarm. It’s a lonely, dangerous job that very few willingly do. When Mrs. Parks sat down in that seat at the front of the bus, she was virtually stepping out on a battlefield alone, way out in front of the troops, troops that had yet to be assembled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Rosa Parks, thank you for making a stand. America is a far better place for your efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113029822526114207?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113029822526114207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113029822526114207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113029822526114207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113029822526114207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/thank-you-mrs-parks.html' title='Thank you Mrs. Parks.........'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-113021854453264590</id><published>2005-10-25T01:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T11:23:25.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/DSCF0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/DSCF0207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/DSCF0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/DSCF0173.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from vacation. Did my annual camping trip to Cumberland island off the coast of Georgia- My friends and I have been making this trip annually for 20 some odd years. The picture posted was taken by myself and is of the main trail leading to the campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed the last post I did before going on vacation drew some comments- hm….. it always amazes me how many different views there are concerning income taxes. The truth of the matter whether you want to believe it or not is simple- the lower taxes are the more revenue collected-point blank. Also if you over burden the rich with taxes you create a climate where they protect there assets any way possible- and history has shown the rich can live anywhere- they simply pull their money out of the system and head to a more friendlier tax system. Here is the most important thing- when is the last time you got a job from a poor man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a great example that came from the Clinton years. The luxury tax. It placed a serious tax on high end luxury items. This tax crippled the yacht building industry along the lower east coast. Some of you say, hell fuck the rich and their yachts- but that’s because you can only conceive the economy being static, in actuality the economy is a dynamic interwoven entity that is as fragile as it is resilient. See, the “Rich” didn’t want to pay this tax since it was cheaper to buy a yacht manufactured elsewhere and hire a crew to sail it to the USA. In the mean time normal everyday craftsmen, men and women , that used to make a very good living building everything from teak cabinets and decking were out of work. Even the companies that made the small things like galley fixtures were adversely affected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of taxing the rich is a double-edged sword that cuts it’s owner as easily as it cuts other things. There are many in America that want a socialistic style society. This has been and is being tried in other countries and to this day the amount of wealth and opportunity that exists in the good ole’ USA has not been matched by those countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear over and over again- poverty this, poverty that. Just what the fuck is poverty these days. I mean have most of you out there that repeat some of this shit over and over ever visited a third-world country. You know places where real poverty exists, not like poverty here where even the poorest among us have a video game, television, etc…Places where if you don’t work you don’t eat, and there is a serious shortage of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit listening to the talking heads. Do your own research, form your own opinions. Get to the bottom of these issues. Look historically at what has happened and why- it is said, ‘those who don’t know history are doomed to repeat it’, abandon the concept of weakening the strong to help the weak. It has never worked in the history of the world, and it won’t work simply because you are doing it. If you truly want to help people then demand something of them. Allow them to build something of their own, not something confiscated from someone that busted his butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, stop this “they are the lucky ones’ shit. It is not luck when you work hard and make a dream reality. The vast majority of wealth in this country is new wealth. The Old money crowd is still around but they are a minority these days. One last thing before I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 60’s some damned good men and women of different racial backgrounds fought the good fight. It was called the Civil Rights Movement. They wanted to live in a country were the color of your skin would not exclude you from enjoying the American dream. ( kinda funny you never here of the Japanese dream, or the European dream, or the South American dream) They succeed beyond most of there wildest dreams- but it doesn’t make one damned bit of sense to legislate away some of those success’ with outrageous tax burdens. If my father was taxed at the rate I am there is no fuckin’ way he could have raised 5 boys on his military income—Yes, I had a father that participated in my upbringing, that alone these days is enough to ensure that a child doesn’t grow up in poverty, especially since the largest growing segment of our society living in poverty are households of single women with children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-113021854453264590?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/113021854453264590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=113021854453264590&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113021854453264590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/113021854453264590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-from-vacation.html' title='Back from vacation'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112961239988038038</id><published>2005-10-18T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T02:21:18.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tax the Rich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/tax2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/tax2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;This is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irs.gov/pub/irs-soi/03in05tr.xls"&gt;the latest data&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt; for calendar year 2003 just released in October 2005 by the Internal Revenue Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 1% pay over a third, 34.27% of all income taxes. (Up from 2003: 33.71%) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 5% pay 54.36% of all income taxes (Down from 2002: 53.80%).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 10% pay 65.84% (Up from 2002: 65.73%).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 25% pay 83.88% (Down from 2002: 83.90%).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 50% pay 96.54% (Up from 2002: 96.50%).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The bottom 50%? pay 3.46% of all income taxes (Down from 2002: 3.50%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And who earns what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 1% earns 16.77% of all income (2002: 16.12%).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 5% earns 31.18% of all the income (2002: 30.55%).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 10% earns 42.36% of all the income (2002: 41.77%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 25% earns 64.86% of all the income (2002: 64.37%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 50% earns 86.01% (2002: 85.77%) of all the income. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 1% is paying nearly ten times the federal income taxes than the bottom 50%!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 1% earned $295,495-plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The top 50% were those individuals or couples filing jointly who earned $29,019 and up in 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Does the words &lt;em&gt;‘ We hold these truths to be self-evident’&lt;/em&gt; ring a bell. So much for taxing the rich more. Just how much more do we need to tax the so-called rich. Go to the website http://www.irs.gov/ and weed through the statistics and glean some info. You will find the definition of the rich just might be you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112961239988038038?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112961239988038038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112961239988038038&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112961239988038038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112961239988038038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/tax-rich.html' title='Tax the Rich'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112952073206263973</id><published>2005-10-16T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:55:05.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/jimi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/jimi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"You are a fascinating conservative- and you still haven't told us how it happened, and I Tagged you ages ago to tell us the story.How did you become a Black Conservative? How can you relate conservatism to Hendrix?" ---Dave Bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dave Bones asked a question that needs to be answered. Around about 1981 I was dissatisfied with the answers that the party of my family was giving me. Being a student of history, I began to realize that the Democrats where not the party that they use to be. They were going farther and farther to the left. I also did my own research and came to the conclusion that the break up of the black family was a direct result of their welfare policies. It’s a simple fact that when you reward a certain kind of behavior you get more of it. If you take the time and look at the data you will notice that the black family was intact and thriving until the early seventies- hmmm… you will also notice it was during that time welfare started to have a big impact. I came of age during a time that black males in America in ever increasing numbers did not have to support the children they produced. This was disastrous and the Democrats never took responsibility for it, as a matter of fact they demanded even more welfare. Then the kicker came- taxes. I started to make some real money, guess what- I didn’t like they way they were raping my check. When Reagan passed his tax cuts I saw an immediate effect, did some research and found out that JFK also believed that lower taxes produced more tax revenue. So why did the Democrats abandon an ideal that one of their better presidents believed in? I couldn’t get an honest answer, but it didn’t matter, I was prepared to vote for Reagan to be re-elected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a few years passed I came to realize that the Republicans/conservatives were way off base on some issues. Some very important issues. So much so that I couldn’t vote for just any Republican/conservative candidate- I became a Libertarian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I believe in freedom. That includes the freedom to screw your own life up, as long as you don’t ask your fellow freeman to fix it, like so many people are doing, or infringe on somebody’s else’s rights. . Although I share a lot of views with conservatives, the conservative label just does not cut it- I don’t see eye to eye on some views with conservatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some conservative viewpoints are silly as hell- example: Issues concerning drugs are a serious problem for conservatives- History has shown that drug use among a population will happen. It is when you criminalize it that you get a whole host of issues instead of just the one. The Mob was built because of criminalizing alcohol. Yes I believe most drugs should be de-criminalize even though I don’t use them-it’s freedom. Decriminalize drugs, tax them but keep them ultra cheap and you have eliminated 80% of the crime in America. A crack head that only has to raise $25.00 a week for his habit will not be a crime problem, and the taxes collected will be used to make their last days, after he or she has blown all the circuits in their brain, comfortable. The rules would still be the same, if you want a job that requires drug testing you have to be able to pass it. Just think about it, are we stopping drug use, hell no, and we won’t stop it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I voted for George W. Bush for one reason, Taxes- After 911 the war on terror was cause to vote for him again. The democrats aren’t willing to fight it. I know some of you out there are in denial on this war on terror, but take a minute and do some research. Don’t let Michel Moore blind you to the reality—there is a global jihad and it will not stop until we either destroy their ability to wage it, or the jihadists institute Sharia’. Do I like the spending that “W” is doing, nope seems like there is a Democrat in office in that respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As far as relating to Jimi Hendrix- hell everybody should relate to Jimi. He was a left handed motherfuckin’ genius. Jimi’s music will travel to the stars with Humanity, that’s if we don’t destroy ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112952073206263973?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112952073206263973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112952073206263973&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112952073206263973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112952073206263973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/why.html' title='why...........'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112918227637186187</id><published>2005-10-14T05:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T02:02:23.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy Theories..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/levee%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/levee%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been alarming. Let me explain. I have been hearing more and more black folk espousing the idea that the levees in New Orleans were blown on purpose. Now, I didn’t worry when that racists Minister Farrakan started spouting his rhetoric, I didn’t flinch when Spike Lee ran his mouth, but I’m hearing perfectly normal, educated, productive black people repeating this idea. This alarms me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been said that if you repeat a lie often enough it will assume some semblance of truth. This is my worry. One only has to study a little history to see how a repeated lie eventually becomes gospel. Nazi Germany is an excellent example. Hitler hammered the Jews with false accusations and was able to kill them by the millions. It was called the Holocaust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear an outrageous claim like this one that people are holding up as fact, I do a simple thing- I ask some questions, what is there to gain from this, and for whom. See this is the disturbing part about this so-called conspiracy. It is my belief that as more and more black people leave the Liberal plantation the overseers ( black activists and civil rights pimps) are resorting to outright fear to keep them from leaving. Asking the above questions prove my point. I can not find anything that the government could gain from blowing the levees. But I can find some gain for the Liberals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is this what it has all come down to, retaining power? I am afraid so. There is an upside to all of this. Although the New Orleans levee conspiracy has spread farther than I would like, it will only temporarily stop the exodus from the Liberal plantation. See, there are a lot of Harriet Tubmans out there, and we aren’t afraid to ”steal away home” And we are leading more and more people to freedom. Yeah, who would've thought the Undeground Railroad would run again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112918227637186187?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112918227637186187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112918227637186187&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112918227637186187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112918227637186187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/conspiracy-theories.html' title='Conspiracy Theories..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112909662856629657</id><published>2005-10-12T05:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T02:09:36.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blazing Saddles.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/18m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/18m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when the world gets to be a little too much for me. You know, every direction you turn the infamous Twin Bitches, pandemonium and mayhem, are plying their trade—I had my fill of it all today so I did what I usually do, watch a movie DVD. One of my all time favorite movies,” Blazing Saddles”, was selected to ease my mind. I simply never tire of watching this movie and some months I can view it up to three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the movie, and laughing my ass off, a thought occurred to me. ”Could this movie be made today”? Oh hell no. First of all, could you get as much talent to do the movie? The cast of Blazing Saddles reads like an All Star acting team. Second, you have Slim Pickens and Burton Gilliam dropping the “N” word like it’s hot, but it works and I suspect it does because Richard Pryor had a hand in the screen play. Thirdly and most important of all, I’m pretty damned sure some animals were harmed during the filming. Yeah, PETA would put the kybosh on this movie for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blazing Saddles is what I call an equal opportunity, fuck with everybody, type of movie. Mel Brooks didn’t miss a group or institution when he filmed Blazing Saddles. Too often the butt of all jokes these days seem to be white males. I know my paler brothers can be pretty funny, but what we are getting these days mostly is boring and lacking in creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we tried to make Blazing Saddles today the usual suspects would step forward. Jessie “I have a scheme” Jackson would be on all of the news channels threatening lawsuits, unless a substantial contribution be made to the Rainbow Coalition, via certified check. Rev. Al, “Mr. Process”, Sharpton would be in the streets preaching racial Armageddon,  inciting the feeble minded amongst us. The Black Caucus would demand some form of Government intervention on the basis that somewhere some poor black child’s self esteem would be in jeopardy. Just Dayum. Blazing Saddles made today would set off one of the biggest boycotts seen since the Montgomery Bus boycott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blazing Saddles is one hell of a movie and it’s a shame all the agenda driven bullshit of today would make it damned near impossible to make. To Quote Slim Pickens,”I am depressed.” Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112909662856629657?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112909662856629657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112909662856629657&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112909662856629657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112909662856629657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/blazing-saddles.html' title='Blazing Saddles.....'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112902315991034991</id><published>2005-10-11T05:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T05:37:39.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Police beat 64 year old……..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/_40891160_nopdhorse203ap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/_40891160_nopdhorse203ap1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, everybody has seen the video of New Orleans finest, and their so-called struggle to control a 64 year old allegedly drunk man. Also we have heard the weak excuse that they, the policemen, have been under a lot of stress. Well, that shit ain’t gonna fly. This case is really disturbing due to the fact that there seems to be hardly any resistance being put up at all. Rodney King was probably a beat down waiting to happen, but even his dumb ass did not deserve to get the beat down he received. There is something fundamentally evil about several people ganging up on a single person. Always has been and always will be. So let’s just hope the punk ass policemen that beat Mr. Davis down get what they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112902315991034991?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112902315991034991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112902315991034991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112902315991034991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112902315991034991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/police-beat-64-year-old.html' title='Police beat 64 year old……..'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112857832315290631</id><published>2005-10-07T01:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T23:20:35.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Squeaky Wheel..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/oil%20can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/oil%20can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always heard that the squeaky wheel gets the oil. Over the years I’ve come to realize how insidious such a simple and seemingly benign saying is. Case in point: coastal Mississippi was virtually wiped off the map by hurricane Katrina. Yet you’d never know to what extent it was devastated due to the city of New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Orleans elected officials at best are a peculiar collection of individuals. Here lately they have become a giant hemorrhoid on the ass of America, an itchy and inflamed pain in the ass that refuses to respond to treatment, no matter what you say or do. Never have so much back biting and blaming- shifting been followed by so many demands. Mayor Nagin announced that he would be laying-off half the cities employees and almost immediately the howling started. “The Federal government should pay their salaries”, was one complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are people going to understand that the Federal Government doesn’t produce a dayum thing, it collect monies through taxes and redistributes them.&lt;br /&gt;What really bothers me about the suggestion is what the hell is unemployment insurance for? All across America local and city governments are laying of workers for different reasons. In a lot of cases local governments realize that they can’t continue to raise taxes and are left with one solution—reduce employees. These out of work employees collect unemployment benefits until they find another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Orleans needs to be mindful of another saying,” beggars can’t be choosy”. Let the people of coastal Mississippi get some of the attention—please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I’m still pissed about President Bush’s choice to replace Sandra day O’connor , really pissed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112857832315290631?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112857832315290631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112857832315290631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112857832315290631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112857832315290631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/squeaky-wheel.html' title='The Squeaky Wheel..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112839692287230136</id><published>2005-10-03T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:42:27.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blank Page......</title><content type='html'>Harriet Miers, a blank page, yes this is one description of President Bush’s Supreme Court nominee. There are others that I won’t repeat, but let’s just concentrate on my description which can be summed up in one word----Pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am so damned disappointed in this choice. I mean Janice Rodgers Brown was waiting in the wings and W pulled this pathetic rabbit out of the hat, shit. Where the fuck is Karl Rove the celebrated “liberal slayer”? Has everybody gone dead at the switch in the Whitehouse? There is only one upside to this nomination. Maybe she is the ultimate stealth judge, maybe she has one purpose and that is to hold the constitutional line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I’m not going to dwell on this nomination. There are more noteworthy things happening in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     August Wilson, Black playwright, died today. Take some time to check out his work, you won’t be sorry. August was a self made man. After dropping out of school at the age of 16 because of the racist treatment he received, he finished educating his self at local libraries. August believed this was when his real education started, working menial jobs and pursuing a literary career he managed to have several poems published and in 1969 became active in the theatre and founded the theater company black Horizons on the Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Stories like August’s remind us that excellence will not be denied, it will find a way to emerge. There has never been, nor will there ever be, a government program that can produce this kind of excellence. August’s success is repeated through out the black experience in America. During the worst moments of this nation’s history to the dawn of the civil rights movement, up until this moment, there have been men and women that have achieved regardless of the circumstances. This is not a black thing—it is an American thing. Let’s just hope America continues to be the place that men and women of all walks of life can defy the odds. I hope Harriet Miers knows what America is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Take Care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112839692287230136?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112839692287230136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112839692287230136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112839692287230136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112839692287230136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/blank-page.html' title='A Blank Page......'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112832129282908236</id><published>2005-10-03T02:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T04:41:12.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/bill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, Bill Bennet stepped on his dick last week with a pair of tree climbing spikes. Where does Mr. Bennet get off thinking he can freely express his opinions? Does he actually believe he can draw analogies using metaphoric concepts, even plain facts, to get his points across? I mean, doesn’t He realized He is a white male? Doesn’t he understand that everyone from the lowest ex-drug dealing hip-hop artist, to an illegal alien working and living without fear of deportation can make any comment and be good to go,yet white males best keep their opinions to themselves. Oh, unless they agree with the groups previously mentioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;See, Billy boy was fucked the moment he made his comments. Forget whether or not they were taken out of context, and they were, he just didn’t play by the rules as set forth by the liberals. Forget about tolerance. It’s a one way street that the liberals can travel upon in any direction they choose, but everyone else gets run down by a tractor trailer while traveling on it. Yes, I hope my Caucasian brotha’s out there learn this lesson. I hope it is obvious what diversity means these days, Yeah, everything and body but your white ass. I am so sick and tired of my melanin challenged brothers forgetting these rules and getting their lily white asses torn out of the frame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the assholes out there that were outraged at what Bill Bennet said, let’s look at what he said. The bold font words below were reported and the rest conveniently left out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;BENNETT: Well, I don't think it is either, I don't think it is either, because first of all, there is just too much that you don't know. &lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do know that it's true that if you wanted to reduce crime, you could -- if that were your sole purpose, you could abort every black baby in this country, and your crime rate would go down.&lt;/strong&gt; That would be an impossible, ridiculous, and morally reprehensible thing to do, but your crime rate would go down. So these far-out, these far-reaching, extensive extrapolations are, I think, tricky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, notice how his words take on a whole new dimension when they are read in context. Okay, so what was the big flack all about other than Billy boy is white talking shit he is not supposed to according to the liberal’s handbook of correct white male behavior? Yes, you see it also, the elephant sitting in the living room. There is not a damned thing he said that was not factual—check the numbers, go to any database that tracks crime and you will come to realize a fact: If you abort babies of different demographics of the population in massive numbers you will get certain results. The whole issue hinges on the crime rates of black males and their victims-other blacks. This is the issue that attention must be deflected from.The inability of the liberal agenda to solve this problem and the fact that their policies are responsible for the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you happen to possess a set of testicles, very little skin pigmentation, and consider yourself a Caucasian,  keep your opinions to your dayum self. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112832129282908236?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112832129282908236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112832129282908236&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112832129282908236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112832129282908236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/10/ouch.html' title='OUCH..............'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112779478190638118</id><published>2005-09-27T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T00:23:40.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Necessities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/heineken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/heineken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this is what I truly love about the internet. We all saw the picture of ole’ boy hauling off a tub of Heineken during the flooding of New Orleans, well it was a matter of time before someone doctored it up. This is one for the archive. I wonder if Heineken sales have went up? I’ve never been a big Heineken fan, or a big beer fan, I’m more of a martini type, but I found myself wanting an ice cold Heineken. Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112779478190638118?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112779478190638118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112779478190638118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112779478190638118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112779478190638118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/necessities.html' title='Necessities'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112779294599812527</id><published>2005-09-26T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T23:49:06.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Spender</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/050922bigspendersx.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/050922bigspendersx.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        Would somebody please remind President Bush that he is a evil, tight-wadded, black and po' folk hatin' Republican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Later'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112779294599812527?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112779294599812527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112779294599812527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112779294599812527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112779294599812527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/big-spender.html' title='Big Spender'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112746454077940942</id><published>2005-09-23T07:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T04:41:07.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One down, One to Go...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/janice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/janice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Okay, Judge Roberts is practically wearing His black Supreme court robe, So it’s time to figure out whom President Bush will pick for His next nominee. I am hoping it will be Judge Janice Rodgers Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge Janice Rodgers Brown was raised on a 158 acre farm in Alabama (oops another black female Bama’ conservative). Shortly after the birth of her first child her husband died of cancer. In spite of her husbands untimely death she managed to put herself through college and law school while a single mother. Judge Brown has long been vilified by the left, standard procedure for anyone black that doesn’t profess to be a liberal/democrat. Judge brown has shown that not only can she can take the heat, but she can thrive off of it. Here’s a taste of what we can expect from Judge Brown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Collectivism was (and is) fundamentally incompatible with the vision that undergirded this country’s founding. The New Deal, however, inoculated the federal Constitution with a kind of underground collectivist mentality. The Constitution itself was transmuted into a significantly different document...” Judge Janice Rodgers Brown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks, that’s some tasty shit—the stuff that liberal nightmares are made. If President Bush nominates Judge Brown you will hear the howling of the liberal left from coast to coast. Yes, it’s gonna be a fun time in the old town if this shit goes down. I think I might have as much fun as I did during the last two Presidential elections, as a matter of fact, if Judge Brown is nominated, I know I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112746454077940942?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112746454077940942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112746454077940942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112746454077940942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112746454077940942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-down-one-to-go.html' title='One down, One to Go...........'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112736835750047958</id><published>2005-09-22T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T01:55:34.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it comes again.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/gasguage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/gasguage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                          NEED I SAY MORE…..????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                              Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112736835750047958?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112736835750047958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112736835750047958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112736835750047958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112736835750047958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/here-it-comes-again.html' title='Here it comes again.......'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112728288832056256</id><published>2005-09-21T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T05:29:26.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazi Hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/simon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/simon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington Post---9/20/05 Simon Wiesenthal lost 89 relatives during the war. He survived five Nazi concentration camps and seven other prisons, weighing just 99 pounds when a U.S. Army armored unit liberated him and other inmates at Mauthausen in May 1945. Wiesenthal spent more than 50 years hunting Nazi war criminals, speaking out against neo-Nazism and racism, and remembering the Jewish experience as a lesson for humanity. He estimated he helped bring some 1,100 Nazi war criminals to justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Wiesenthal was a very interesting man. Mr. Wiesenthal hunted down Nazis like Van Helsing of horror fantasies hunted down Vampires- with no mercy. When Mr. Wiensenthal uncovered a hidden Nazi, no matter were they were in the world, or how long it had been since the war, it was the equivalent of a stake in the heart. Over 1,100 of those vampires were drug out into the light of day. Yes, the man was dedicated to tracking down Nazis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the high-profile Nazis were front page news when they were uncovered by Mr. Wiesenthal. But I wonder how many low- profile, run of the mill, doing evil because they could Nazis, simply turned up dead, seemingly victims of ordinary every day crimes and illnesses. I betcha’ a dollar to a donut this occurred, and probably quite frequently during the first few years after the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Wiesenthal has hung up his mallet, packed his stakes, and has gone on to meet his maker. Will there ever be another real life vampire hunter. I damn sure hope so. See, I believe at the end of this war on terror, yes there will be an end, there will be thousands of vampires hiding in the dark, moving in the shadows, just needing a stake through the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe if a vampire hunter emerges this hunter will be a she, an Arab woman to be exact. She will go about her business much as Mr. Wiensenthal did. Curious about how I came to this conclusion? It’s simple, terrorism as we know it, has basically been around for about 30 odd years, but Muslim women have suffered at the hands of Muslim men since Mohammad recruited followers. This Arab woman to be will fill the night with the screams of former terrorists, She will demand a reckoning, and get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112728288832056256?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112728288832056256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112728288832056256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112728288832056256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112728288832056256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/nazi-hunter.html' title='Nazi Hunter'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112720967580728589</id><published>2005-09-20T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T05:56:34.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is fishy......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/aqua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/aqua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On November 23, the state of Georgia, my Ancestral proving grounds, will open an Aquarium. This will be a huge aquarium with rare species of fish and mammals from all over the world. I know a lot of you are saying, woo-hoo, big deal, but Check this out. The Georgia Aquarium will open debt free having been constructed from private donated funds. Home Depot co-founder Bernie Marcus provided $200 million plus of his own funds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It’s how things ought to be done. Too many times cities, even states, are strong- armed into sinking taxpayer monies into municipal boondoogles, arenas and stadiums . Professional sports owners are the worst. Often times the threat of loosing the pro teams are mentioned by the owners. The results are usually the same, the owners see most of the benefits, or the municiple project never pans out. Check this example out. Here in Atlanta, Georgia one of the number one tax revenue industries is the Strip club business, or the booty shakin’ bid’ness as they say down here. The booty shakin’ bid’ness generates more tax revenue than the Atlanta hawks, Braves, and Falcons combined. Just Dayum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, if you are driving or flying through Georgia, stop and visit our new Aquarium, catch a Falcons game, and visit our booty shakin’ clubs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112720967580728589?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.georgiaaquarium.org/' title='Something is fishy......'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112720967580728589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112720967580728589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112720967580728589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112720967580728589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/something-is-fishy.html' title='Something is fishy......'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112710730802831387</id><published>2005-09-19T04:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T01:36:27.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Rebulid With You Mr. President</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/donnab11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/donnab11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“On Thursday night President Bush spoke to the nation from my city. I am not a Republican. I did not vote for George W. Bush -- in fact, I worked pretty hard against him in 2000 and 2004. But on Thursday night, after watching him speak from the heart, I could not have been prouder of the president and the plan he outlined to empower those who lost everything and to rebuild the Gulf Coast.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna Brazile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Democratic political consultant, managed Al Gore's 2000 presidential campaign&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, After Reading Donna Brazile’s article in the Washington Post, I sat staring at what I had just read. See, I have what some people would call a, “love hate,” type of thang going on concerning Donna Brazile. Please allow me to explain. Donna first caught my attention when she worked on the 1992 Clinton-Gore campaign. Donna and I are at the opposite ends of the political spectrum. We see eye to eye on very damn little. But I am no fool blinded by politics. What I said in 1992 about Donna applies to this day—If the republicans had Donna in their camp, they would possess 40-60% of the black vote. Donna has skills, serious skills. That coupled with a sharp intellect, Donna is partly responsible for a lot of the success Clinton had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna pushes the edges of the envelope. This tendency of Hers has gotten her in more than a few tight spots, but it has paid off more often in huge dividends. I respect Donna Brazile. I always have, she is a worthy adversary and keeps the Republicans on their toes. Donna doesn’t walk around spouting the Democartic Mantra---Donna creates them. If you are just now becoming aware of her, keep your eyes on her because she will continue to shape parts of the Democratic party for the next 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see Donna sitting down to write the article she wrote, heart still heavy from watching her hometown in such misery, going through draft after draft. Donna does not play the political game just for the sake of playing like so many out there. Donna plays for keeps. So she starts stringing the words together, forming sentences, paragraphs, and the article is done. Donna proofs reads it once, yes once because she is a deliberate person and calls it finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often I see both parties block each others ideas simply because they are not their ideas. Forget whether or not it’s a good idea, it's just not their idea. Donna’s article is representative of what I would like to see in politics. Political adversaries working together to accomplish something greater than their own political agendas. So Donna has stepped up and said .”I’ll work with you to rebuild my hometown”, and I am hoping George Bush puts Her right in the middle of the project. Take Care Donna, don’t worry about New Orleans, people like you won’t let it die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112710730802831387?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112710730802831387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112710730802831387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112710730802831387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112710730802831387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-will-rebulid-with-you-mr-president.html' title='I Will Rebulid With You Mr. President'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112694526505285821</id><published>2005-09-16T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T05:39:48.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some more crazy shit....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/cs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/cs1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/cs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt; “George Bush needs to stop talking, admit the mistakes of his all around failed administration, pull our troops out of occupied New Orleans and Iraq, and excuse his self from power.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; Those are the words of Cindy Sheehan. The fact that she gets media time in my opinion is amazing. No, not amazing---fucking silly. Let’s examine this closely. There was a time when the media wouldn’t print the words of someone like Cindy Sheehan. There was a time when not one frame of video tape would have been wasted on this crazy bitch. Not these days, these days the media will put forth anyone that has anything to say, as long as it’s against George W. Bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; I remember growing up sitting impatiently through the local newscast, then sitting through the national newscast, simply because back in the day there was one television in the house. One television that my Father decided what would be watched and what would not. Yeah, my Father was a feminists nightmare, taking charge of a family the way he did. Every night of my childhood we (tv viewing was a family thing back then) watched Walter Cronkite tell us the way it was. Guess what, we were some pretty well informed kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; During my childhood it was Walter that helped a newly formed agency called NASA inspire a whole generation of young boys and girls. I never missed a launch. I practically lived and drank the space program. Yeah I drank the hell out of Tang and if it’s confession time—I still like the shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; For damned near a decade of my childhood we watched the Viet Nam war unfold and collapse. We watched men being carried on bloody stretchers to waiting helicopters, sometimes under fire, limbs dangling lifelessly over the sides of the stretcher. We came to know the reporters and the risks that a lot of them were taking to bring us the stories that we saw. We sat in silence watching the last Huey helicopter take off from the American Embassy in Saigon, the panicked desperation of people trapped with their backs to the sea , using anything that would float or fly to get the hell out of dodge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; What I didn’t know growing up was the Media big boys were deciding even then what we would see and know. At least we didn’t see the stupid assed shit we see the media doing these days. There is no sense of journalism, it’s all agenda driven. I like Fox News but there are times they piss me the fuck off too. I just want the events as they are. I don’t want some assholes opinion and or his agenda. There is a time and place for opinions in the news- it’s called commentary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; Let’s go back to Cindy Sheehan to finish this post. I am sincerely sorry Her son was killed in Iraq. I appreciate his sacrifice and hope to hell he didn’t die in vain. But isn’t that what it would be if we did what she is asking? I have one word for Cindy Sheehan, Therapy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;           Later’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112694526505285821?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112694526505285821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112694526505285821&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112694526505285821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112694526505285821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-some-more-crazy-shit.html' title='Just some more crazy shit....'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112676568204832867</id><published>2005-09-15T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T03:45:16.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of the Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/soccer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;World News---A footballer had to have six stitches in his penis after it was ripped open in a tackle. Chavdar Yankow, 21, sustained a three-inch gash playing for Hamburg 96 in Germany. His shorts were "soaked with blood" but team doctors managed to patch Yankow up. Amazingly, after the painful incident Yankow returned to the pitch and played on. And the German went on to score in his side's 2-0 win over Frankfurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Hold up a minute. How many times have you heard the expression, “ Live like there is no tomorrow”? I think Chavdar was doing just that. The sports world is filled with men and women possessing the same attitude. Remember in the first Rocky movie, Rocky stumbles to his corner, face looking like chopped liver, eyes swollen shut, and He tells Mickey in Rocky-speak to cut “em. Cinematic bullshit? Nope. Boxing history is filled with stories of fighters doing just that. Muhammad Ali had his jaw broken by Ken Norton in the second round of their 1973 title fight. He fought on losing the fight by a split decision. You know Norton kept hitting that jaw. Ali didn’t have a quit gear in his transmission . The really amazing thing about Ali was by that time the fight occured he had lost valuable time in his career. Prime time during which he could not fight due to his refusal to submit to the Vietnam draft. Had Norton came along during those years Ali would have cleaned his clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us remember a great baseball game where an injured Kirk Gibson walked up to the plate and proceeded to knock the shit out of a fastball thrown by the un-hittable Dennis Eckersly to win the 1988 World Series. Kirk hobbled his ass around the bases pumping his fists. These days in baseball, Kirk would have more than likely been on the DL. Oh, and we can’t forget Kerri Strug, the 1996 Gold medalists gymnasts. Looking like she weighed all of 80lbs. soaking wet, Kerri nailed the landing on a bum ass ankle she had injured on her first vault attempt. Kerri held the landing long enough to get the score and collapsed in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the news clip about Chavdar Yankow, and remembering the events I mentioned, I asked myself, “is there anything I like to do that I would continue to do with a 3” rip in my dick.” Hell to the no. And that’s a shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New personal Motto: “Ripped dick or not, Drive on”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112676568204832867?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112676568204832867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112676568204832867&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112676568204832867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112676568204832867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-love-of-game.html' title='For the Love of the Game'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112659976207065149</id><published>2005-09-14T03:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T00:05:01.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What do Women want????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/female%20sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/female%20sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What do Women want?...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be damned if I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112659976207065149?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112659976207065149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112659976207065149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112659976207065149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112659976207065149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-do-women-want.html' title='What do Women want????????'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112658394631955772</id><published>2005-09-13T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T00:07:56.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's to blame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/12_2_0911_new_orleans_boat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/12_2_0911_new_orleans_boat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;New Orleans, who is to blame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Up until now I’ve hesitated to enter the blame game fray. Why, because People were dying, and mainly because Monday morning quarterbacking don’t mean shit. That plus at one time in my life I was involved in emergency rapid response work. It was difficult, mentally, physically, and emotionally. The Substance abuse rate among the men and women that respond to our emergencies, large and small, are fuckin’ unbelievable. Let’s not even discuss the divorce rates, the spousal abuse rate, etc… Also the logistics of crisis management is not an exact science, contrary to what everybody is saying these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Folks sometimes people fail, Okay. In this case there were failures from the local level all way up to the White house. These failures range from not following pre-Katrina evacuations plans fully to showing up on the scene of a historic disaster 24 hrs. late. But I guarantee you none of these failures were intentional or without concern for the victims. I believe Mayor Nagin wants the best for his citizens. I believe Governor Blanco wants the best for her citizens. I believe President Bush wishes he had gotten better information in the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let’s back up and examine the things that are amazing about what happened in New Orleans. The Coast Guard launched a unprecedented rescue effort, saving over 10,000 lives. For every story about looting and violence there were 10 about people helping each other. The fact of the matter is if this disaster was anywhere else in the world the loss of life would be nowhere near what it is in New Orleans- it would be greater. The city itself would be doomed, we plan to rebuild bigger and better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These partisan bitch sessions are getting old and at best are got-damned childish. This disaster will set the standard. We will do better next time. We have to do better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112658394631955772?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112658394631955772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112658394631955772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112658394631955772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112658394631955772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/whos-to-blame.html' title='Who&apos;s to blame'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112653446532017095</id><published>2005-09-12T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T10:20:47.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, first Nawlins' gets wacked.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/vert.brown.ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/vert.brown.ap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first Nawlin’s gets wacked by Katrina, now  Clarence”gatemouth” Brown dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; BATON ROUGE, Louisiana (AP) -- Clarence "Gatemouth" Brown, the singer and guitarist who built a 50-year career playing blues, country, jazz and Cajun music, died Saturday in his hometown of Orange, Texas, where he had gone to escape Hurricane Katrina. He was 81.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; If you haven’t heard any of Mr. Brown’s music—do so. Mr. Brown was never really comfortable being called a bluesman. In a 2001 interview he said” I’m so unorthodox a lot of people can’t handle it” Well, he was right. First time I heard him it was on the lawn in D.C. during a week long blues festival in the early 80’s. I didn’t quite know what to make of him and his music. I’m of the opinion that what we mere humans don’t understand, we fear. You know what happens once we have a fear—yeah, we have to destroy what we fear. Be it metaphorically or just out right physically. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; That particular weekend I was surrounded by a lot of brave, knowing people. The usual shit didn’t happen. I relaxed and allowed Mr. Brown’s music to flow over and through me—I allowed the music to touch a piece of me deep down within my soul. Before I knew it I was embracing the music like a long lost lover—His music speaks to my primative side- much Like the great Robert Johnson’s music does- Yes, I like my blues straight up- no chaser. Mr. Brown was right. His music is some other shit; a mixture of jazz, country, Texas blues, and Zydeco, fused together so you can hardly tell where one ends and the other starts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I hope when Mr. Brown enters the pearly gates he don’t get offended when St. Pete says, “welcome home Bluesman.” Take care Mr. Brown, and thanks for making a summer Saturday afternoon long ago such a great memory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                        Later’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112653446532017095?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112653446532017095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112653446532017095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112653446532017095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112653446532017095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay-first-nawlins-gets-wacked.html' title='Okay, first Nawlins&apos; gets wacked.........'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112649694447921567</id><published>2005-09-11T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:52:56.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the anniversary of 911. I used to call 911 America’s wake up call, but these days, I just don’t know. Liberal America’s love affair with radical Islam amazes me to this day. Let’s just cut out all the bullshit--- there is no such thing as radical Islam. Islam by it’s very nature seeks to make us all submit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;911 was a turning point in American history. On that day most people finally realized that we could be hit. Most people finally realized that sitting back doing nothing was the equivalent of waiting for the other guy to throw the first punch, and the next time the punch may be a nuke. So we find ourselves a nation split right down the middle, hey that’s just how I like it. Being a libertarian I never want to see all of America happy about what’s going on in our country. As much as I hate to admit it, we need the Liberals. Yes they do serve a purpose. There has to be an opposing group, there must be a opposing group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               What I would like to see is liberal America admit that conservative America does a better job at protecting America from outside forces. With this admission, I’d like to see conservative America admit that liberal America is better suited to handle a lot of the domestic human issues. I’d like to see both Americas handle our hard earned tax dollars more responsibly—Yeah these days the republicans are spending like democrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to see all of America remember 911 for what it was, an attack on our way of life.&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Take Care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112649694447921567?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112649694447921567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112649694447921567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112649694447921567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112649694447921567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/remember.html' title='remember'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9301960.post-112633955163015389</id><published>2005-09-10T04:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:02:50.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural disaster survival skills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/1600/surviving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2823/672/320/surviving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural disaster survival skills&lt;br /&gt;Do you have them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today we are going to talk about surviving a natural disaster. Why? Because the recent events in New Orleans have convinced me that most Americans don't possess the basic knowledge of survival. We could argue the point that too many Americans have been sucking on the big liberal government tit so long that they’ve become fat and lazy, unconcerned with self survival, but, it would be a waste of time to make that argument. I suggest we concern ourselves with the future. If it has happened once (Katrina), it dayum sho’ will happen again, it’s just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most disturbing things that happened in New Orleans was how easily the thugs and assholes preyed upon their fellowman, and women. The reports of rape, taking of supplies, and outright murder are depressing. Did we really expect the gangs of the 9th Ward to all of a sudden grow a heart? Naw baby, it was business as usual for them. That’s what bad guys do. Bad guys keep it real 24/7, 365 days a year, it was just another day in the ‘hood to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my belief that a man or a woman that fails to secure the means, and or training to defend and protect their loved ones are simply asking to be victims. We live during a strange time in the history of the world. A time where there are some amongst us that consider it poor taste to stand your ground and refuse to become a victim. A time where liberal social engineers tell us that having the means to defend and protect oneself, a gun, should be illegal. The philosophical bullshit that gets spouted from the lips of people who have never had to stare into the cold, uncaring eyes of a human predator is, putting it mildly, fuckin’ amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic rules of survival during a natural disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;These rules are by no means the end all and be all. Survival is a constant, evolving challenge. You can easily add to or subtract some of these rules. It just depends on the circumstances. I didn’t just sit down in a vacuum and come up with these rules. My life hasn’t always been a predictable, peaceful, suburban existence. Most of these rules I was taught, and the rest I gleaned from men and women that have lived through some horrific adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Self preservation&lt;/u&gt;- You can’t help anybody or anything if you succumb right off the bat. This includes evacuating yourself and loved ones from areas that are at risk. Especially if you get adequate warning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Buy and learn how to use a weapon (gun) properly ,and keep plenty of ammunition&lt;/u&gt;. This rule of survival is one that causes the most controversy. For you ladies out there that are easily outweighed by over a hundred pounds by the average male---you know the deal. Never apologize for the ability to control what happens to you and yours. A shotgun is usally considered the best all around home protection weapon. Me myself, I feel better with a nice sizable pistol along with the shotgun. Remember--you can never have too much ammunition, that shit just doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maintain adequate foodstuffs in household&lt;/u&gt;. Okay this one is also tricky. I am not talking about the paranoid stockpiling of food that a lot of doomsday prophets are talking about. Most households don’t cook on a regular basis these days, hence here in the south (Georgia), everybody runs out and buys milk and bread when there is the slightest hint of snow. Five days of basic can goods and a couple or three cases of water should be sufficient. If house bound fill all empty containers including bathtubs with water. If you have to mess this rule up, make sure it’s not the water. Why five days worth of supplies? Anything longer would require more skills to survive than most people are willing to learn. Also help should arrive within that period of time. If not, then hell, you’re fucked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hide yourself, your loved ones, and your resources&lt;/u&gt;. Most people are complacent creatures and as long as everything is going well give no thought to preparing for seriously bad times. Desperation can turn your best neighbor into your worst enemy. Also, do not initiate confrontations. You are supposed to be on the survival down low remember. In some cases there is safety in numbers. Be realistic about whom you trust your loved ones survival with. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maintain a emergency medicine kit&lt;/u&gt;. This should be a standard in every household, and most households keep enough of the basics on hand. But having a kit or two will certainly make surviving easier. Also make sure prescriptions for chronic illness’ such as asthma and diabetes are in supply enough to last fives days. Never refill prescriptions when you get down to the last few doses, do it with at least a weeks supply left, that’s a everyday habit that should be followed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, these are the basics and if you noticed, they would have made surviving flooded out New Orleans easier. Now, that shit that happened at the Superdome and the Convention center, that was a lack of good men stepping forward and protecting the weak. Another discussion for another day.&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;*update---- As recommended by:Vido Barbonne, Keep a battery powered radio handy and fresh batteries--Check out the self-powered units that you hand crank. They are pretty damned good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9301960-112633955163015389?l=mything1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/feeds/112633955163015389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9301960&amp;postID=112633955163015389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112633955163015389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9301960/posts/default/112633955163015389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mything1.blogspot.com/2005/09/natural-disaster-survival-skills.html' title='Natural disaster survival skills'/><author><name>bold as love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926744616679644899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/210/8257/1024/8997610_TN1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
