More of The United States of the Offended
I started not to even go here. I say that because even writing about it gets my blood pressure elevated. But I haven’t wrote about it in a while now…. actually since the day after the Ft. Hood massacre. And that’s just what it was – a massacre. A massacre constructed by a terrorist that we let infiltrate our US Armed forces. A massacre that was allowed to happen because there were people who knew things were wrong or amiss with asshole hasan, and they failed to say anything.
The constant fears of terrorist attacks on our American airports are getting continually worse, and those fears are very justified. It seems to me that the asshole pigs sit there and salivate, maybe even more than that, just from staring at a picture of one of our airports.
Here she is folks. In all her glory, or madness… one hell of an Angry American. Forget that I’m female. Forget that I’m white. Forget (only temporarily) that I’m a Christian. You can take all that away and there will still be one thing left, which is my freedom as an American individual. And I will have my say.
Full body scanners. Wands. X-ray machines. Patdowns. Obviously this shit’s not working, it’s not enough. What’s it gonna take? I’ll tell ya what it’s gonna take. It’s gonna take some good old-fashioned stereotyping. That’s right, I said the word. And I don’t give a multiple shit WHO the hell I offend by saying it. Profile those bitches!!
If someone even hints to have the middle-eastern look about them, pull ’em right out of the lineup. Immediately. Call a spade a spade. Men, women and children – all of them. And don’t forget about those babies! You see, a terrorist will blow their own baby up if it holds promise of taking out a few Americans.
What, you say? We can’t do that? Speak a little louder, did I hear you say it would be offensive to the muslim community to “profile” them? I honestly don’t give a flying FUCK if it offends them or not. September 11th, baby. This day is no longer on the forefront of most American minds, and that in itself is a major problem. Who would’ve thought that horrible catastrophic day would’ve ever faded in the slightest from ANYONE’S mind, but sadly it’s done more than just fade. Nobody wants to talk about it anymore, to go back and revisit what I perceive to be the most abominable day in history. I can honestly tell you there is not a single day in my life since September 11th that I have NOT thought about it. Believe it or not, I was actually told once that I dwell on the horror of 911 too much. To say that made me angry is an understatement, and suffice to say I don’t think that person will ever tell me that again in their lifetime. I’d rather have nightmares about September 11th every single night for the rest of my life than to ever let it become passive in my mind.
The bottom line? ‘My way’ would mandate a complete agreement and understanding on the many stringent new ‘filters’ put into place when dealing with these high-risk passengers. Snags and delays for them should not only be expected, but planned. However long it takes to ensure the safety of our people. Deal with it, towelheads – it’s tit for tat if you want to come into our country. Believe me, you’re getting a real deal!! Your cost still ends up being much lower than the high price many thousands of Americans paid when they lost their lives to unmerciful terrorists who, still to this day, use your Muslim religion as backing for the foundation of their terror plots.
A spade is a spade is a spade. Call ’em as you see ’em, I sure do. Of course I realize all terrorists don’t have that middle-eastern look. But let’s face it – the vast majority of them DO. So pick ’em out of line then instead of allowing the assholes to pass through. Begin the filtering process before anything even has a chance to happen. Stringent filtering on the middle-eastern/muslim look. Would this seriously be a huge shock to anyone? And if it was, by now you realize what I would say to that. But I’ll spare you that one last profanity.
No, we will never be ‘allowed’ to do this. Apparently our government places more importance on public relations and not offending what could very well be the enemy than to implement tactics to defend the American population.
Land of the Free. I still say Profile Away, Baby.
Resolution perception
During my recent trip to the beach, I heard a very good commentary on television about New Years resolutions. This was on some sports show on ESPN and the guy was a radio commentator. I didn’t pay enough attention to know who he is, or I else would give him credit for inspiring me to write this.
He initially caught my attention with the next few comments.
‘People are always worrying about what they’re gonna drop or eliminate from their lives for their New Year resolution. Why is this? Why do people think they have to completely cut out a habit or feature from their lives in order to improve it? Or, quit something? Now, the quitting smoking I can understand. But as for the rest….’
‘Instead, why not add something to your life, to that which already exists? Improve on it. Instead of quitting drinking, start drinking a finer wine. Add something. In your venture to lose weight, assign the newly devoted workout time to also become family time. Take your family with you and use this time to everyone’s advantage.’
This hit me like a ton of bricks. I could sit here right now and incorporate this with my own resolutions. We’re ultimately so concerned with the elimination of certain things, habits, features, etc. that we usually only see one path to take to accomplish our goals. Maybe enhancing the things we want to eliminate IS the way to go. Maybe, just maybe – there’s a chance of this working. Maybe there really IS more than one way of “getting there”.
The ripened years
I was listening to the radio on the way to work this morning, and the topic of age came up. Apparently there’s been a study done to determine ‘the best age’ to be. The little wheels in my head started spinning and for whatever reason, the number 28 popped up. The actual result was 46.
It was explained that 46 is the ‘Gateway to the Golden Years’. Well, that philosophy in itself kinda turns me off. I mean, I know the golden years are gonna happen, but I honestly don’t know of anyone who looks forward to them. Furthermore, it certainly wouldn’t top my list of explanations why 46 would be ‘the best age’. Anyway, they went on to say that 46 is the time in life when one seems to be most settled – usually having a loving spouse and children (yes they really said this), a house, and a good career. In conclusion, persons of this age are overall the most financially stable or content.
Well. As the old song by Meatloaf goes – Two outta Three ain’t bad. (Cough-cough)…in my case, two outta five. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful as hell for those two outta five.
In any case, the above interpretation at least shines a different light on how I feel about the current age I’m at. Although it’s not gonna make me anticipate my ‘golden years’ any more, I think it’ll at least make me more grateful for the present. And, I did get a chuckle or two out of writing this blog. 🙂
Christmas funds
I heard a story yesterday that disturbed me. Someone I know was out Christmas shopping, and rode by one of those payday loan institutions. The line apparently went down the sidewalk – where an estimated 40-50 people stood in line. Hearing the story I quickly got a visual of this, and it broke my heart.
These establishments are nothing more than glorified loan sharks. Once a person ‘enrolls’ in one of these ‘loans’, they get locked in and basically have to pay the establishment each week just in order to be able to keep the remainder of their check. It’s a vicious circle, and is very difficult to get out of.
It’s disparaging to hear that, in this day and time, this is what a good many people are having to resort to in order to buy their kids or families Christmas. Something’s gotta give in this economy.
Authenticity
What does it take to be at the point in your life of finding someone real and genuine? After talking with a friend about this last night, I’ve done some more thinking on the subject. Dangerous, I know. 🙂
I honestly think some people never reach this point, and that is very unfortunate. Oftentimes in the younger years, people concern themselves with qualities in a mate that carry little significance. How much wealth they may have, whether or not they are of ‘trophy’ status, etc. I’m not saying these things shouldn’t matter at all – it just shouldn’t lead the search. Way too often you give up the true and sincere qualities of a person for these things.
If you do reach the point of seeking the real and genuine person, it’s usually in the later years of your life, and could come from being in a very hurtful or damaging relationship that’s ‘shed light’ on these very qualities that really matter in a relationship. Being real and genuine covers a big ground. Honesty, integrity, loyalty… lends the ability to love, totally and completely. In searching for the ‘right thing’, it also makes you a better person.
Tiger’s EX?
I’ve avoided the subject so far, at least through writing. But I heard a little break of news this morning that I’ve been wanting to hear since this whole ‘story’ broke.
Wife to leave the golf great?? Well, I don’t believe this will be a shock to anyone. The disturbing story of the infidelities, in which numbers seem to increase daily, has consumed media headlines for weeks now.
One thing is for sure. Two lives are never to be the same. What of the mistresses, you ask – and their lives? I don’t know and really don’t care, to be honest. Being the big girls they are, they knew full well what they were getting into.
Tiger will go on and, eventually, move on as the story fades into a little piece of history. There’s really no choice for him, he’s at the bottom now – this will be a true test for him to pick his self back up and move forward, hopefully having learned from his mistakes. That’s about the nicest I can be when it comes to him, though. After all, he is the one who ‘made his bed’.
Elin, however, has her work cut out for her. I don’t know her or what she was like before. At the very least I’m picturing a beautiful vibrant woman who was slammed full of self-confidence – who has now been reduced to someone that’ll have trust issues for the rest of her life. The sheer humiliation of what she’s enduring is heart-wrenching to the public that doesn’t even know her. Any person – be it a man or a woman, who has ever had to endure the pain and humiliation of a cheating spouse can empathize with her. I simply cannot imagine though, the mass quantity of these ‘instances’.
I hope, for her sake, that it’s true she’s leaving. To move on from this horrible set of events in her life, allowing her to eventually find someone who will love her the way she deserves to be loved. Apparently that’s a rare find nowadays.
To Adore or Abhor
It seems like everybody else is doing one of these, so I figure why not me? Yeah, yeah you say… if your buddy jumps off a bridge are you gonna do it too? To which I respond, of course not. But maybe if I was guaranteed a soft landing, and the ride down looked enticing enough…..
Things I Like:
That first good whiff of a clean towel when I get out of the shower •• Daydreaming •• The smell of the beach, every little smell •• Seashells •• When a baby smiles at me – it’s the purest thing you’ll ever see •• Wrigley’s 5 gum •• Being told ‘I love you’ •• A very cold can of diet coke •• Fresh flowers •• Well-written love stories •• Time off from work •• Photography •• The first sip of a freshly opened bottle of white merlot •• The ocean, the lakes, the rivers •• Sunrises and sunsets •• Naps in the afternoons •• Big bright windows •• British accents •• Smeagol/Gollum •• Nostalgic moments •• Butterflies •• A few moments of true belly-laughter •• Payday •• Animals – and people who love them •• Flip flops •• Naturally funny people •• Hugs and kisses for no reason at all •• Long hot showers and baths •• Character •• The smell of fresh cut grass •• Writing •• Elderly people •• Annual Saturday sheet changes •• Jalapenos •• Rainy Sundays •• Witnessing a romantic moment •• Dissecting my dreams •• Gentlemen who hold the door open for me •• Finding God in unexpected places •• Manners •• Music that corresponds with my mood •• Witnessing acts of kindness •• The open road before me •• Sleeping in on weekends •• People-watching, minus the creepy •• Singing •• Baking during Christmas •• Being alone
Things I Dislike:
Drama of any flavor •• Parents that are bossed around by their kids •• An angry drunk •• A liar •• A cheapskate •• People that shun caffeine of any sort for spiritual or any other reason •• Pick-up lines •• Abortions •• People that hate having their picture taken and constantly stick to it •• Telemarketers •• Idolatry of any kind •• Animal abusers •• Spouses who raise their hand in anger •• Traffic and bad drivers •• A rude or otherwise loud person – minus a’million points to the boastful atheist •• Alarm clocks •• Barack Hussein Obama •• Confrontation •• People who use people •• Loose females •• Bad breath. Bad hygiene, period – only homelessness can validate this •• Terrorists •• Chewing tobacco •• Spiders •• Foods within shells •• Overly negative people •• Cheating spouses •• People who stop at yield signs •• Pain •• Broken promises •• Habaneros •• Bad grammar •• Drunk drivers •• Being sick •• People who underestimate me •• People who judge me •• The “I can top that” person •• Pornography •• Close-toed shoes •• Being financially unstable •• Extreme heat and cold •• Being alone
Frugal or cheap?
A frugal person usually isn’t afraid to spend money. They do insist on getting the most out of their dollar, though. A frugal person always shops around for the best prices and comparable services. They often have a system in place for this since they are usually well organized people.
A cheap person won’t spend money unless absolutely necessary. When they do have to spend, oftentimes it’s become somewhat of an emergency. Lowest cost is of utmost importance – never mind the competency of service or quality of an item. They will often speak in an agitated manner about having to spend their money. Cheap people simply cannot understand why they can’t get something for free.
A cheap person in a mate is a huge turnoff. To all you cheap guys out there – if you are fearful about taking out your wallet for that once-a-week dinner you take your girl to, rest assured she’s gonna pick up on how you’re feeling. This would also bear reference to the sorry tip you left the waiter, thinking she didn’t notice. Spare her the time and embarrassment next time and just don’t go.
You can learn a lot about a person by how they act while dining out. I used to know a couple who, when they would dine out, make a habit of finding something “wrong” with their meal. This usually resulted in their bill being “adjusted” or, as I also witnessed, omitted entirely. This makes me sick to my stomach. Needless to say, you’ll never catch me out to dinner with them again.
Cheap people’s cheapness affects those around them. Frugal people’s frugality affects their own selves. (as quoted from NY best-selling author Ramit Sethi)
Motivation
The term itself is characterized as ‘the activation or energization of goal-oriented behavior’. Hmm. Goal-oriented.
How many of us have tried to put into place or restart an existing exercise regimen? Quit smoking? Cut your bills and do without certain things in order to save money or even survive? Clean out an entire room in your house…. Of course it can span a much broader spectrum, it may even branch out into relationship and child-rearing woes that need addressing. A continued lack of motivation results in more, and more, and more procrastination. To use an overused term, it’s a vicious circle.
Often you hear people speak of the need to get motivated. Something that sounds so easy can be one of the absolute toughest things to do in life. I struggle with it on an almost daily basis. When we get into a really deep slump, sometimes even thinking about making positive changes just seem too strenuous.
This is where having a goal comes in handy. Not an unattainable goal, either – something that is within your reach and realistic. Start small – you can’t fail if you start out with something ridiculously easy. Having a goal to push for is the key, and like many other things in my life, it’s taken me a while to come to this realization.
Try not to pay attention to the things in life aren’t going to matter tomorrow anyway. Avoid the people with negative energy who try to suck the life out of you. Accept and embrace the fact that you will sometimes fail. And live, love and laugh as much as you can. Emphasis on the laugh. 🙂
NYY Fan Base
I read a status on FB this morning (from a family member no less) that read: “All these Yankees statuses, sheesh!! How many of y’all are actually from NY?!?!?! I know of only a few”. I’m thinking, and your point is….?
Prior to 1995, ‘our’ Carolina Panthers did not yet exist. Back then, the general consensus around here resulted in the locals being either Cowboys or Redskins fans. Throw in a few Dolphins fans for good measure. Try telling of these people they weren’t a true fan – seeing as how they weren’t originally from Texas, Washington or Florida! Laughable. Furthermore, if you were to ask these same people today – the majority would still speak of their ‘original’ team with fond regard. This is called being a fan. It’s what being a fan is all about.
I’ve been a Yankees fan for longer than this almost 30-year old individual has been an adult. So why does that particular comment bother me? I guess it’s because a comment like that insults the integrity and the pride I feel and hold for my team. If you have years invested in following ‘your’ team, why would someone even touch on insinuating your intentions for following that team would be for anything less than genuine reasons?
I live on the North/South Carolina border. This area has not yet been lucky enough to score their own MLB team. That said, many of the people with roots here are Atlanta Braves fans. I do like the Braves myself – but MY team is the Yankees. If I WERE a Braves fan though, would it make me less of a fan since I am not from Georgia??
Hell no it wouldn’t.
So, here’s to the 27th World Series Championship, Yanks – very well earned, might I add. I’m so proud of you. Much love sent from your fan here in South Crackylacky.
Change
Well, the Possum has spoken.
He says that his country music ‘identity’ has been stolen by the newer artists, specifically targeting Carrie Underwood and Taylor Swift. Although I see a hint of a core point he’s attempting to make – you guessed it – I have a few issues with his statement.
Change. There’s a word most of us hate, even if we refuse to admit it. Things change, flow, evolve…. times change…. people change…. as well, the demands of the people change. One thing about the music, George – it’s always gonna be there. That’s the true beauty of music. It’s yours, it’s mine. No one or no thing can take it away from us. It’ll still be here, years after we are long gone.
I can only speak for myself when I say that I wouldn’t be listening to country right now if it weren’t for artists like Carrie Underwood, Rascal Flatts and Brad Paisley – just to name a few. Prior to six months ago, the mere suggestion of listening to country was, well less than appealing. Now, though I do ‘prefer’ the newer artists, just becoming a fan has made me appreciative of the older artists. Reba, Dolly, Cash, Loretta, and yes even you, George. I’m an 80’s girl who just recently started listening to country. By now you’ve gotta realize that ‘times change…. people change….’. Seriously, time just keeps ticking on, man.
Unfortunately, there are a few things that don’t change. Mr. Jones – why do you single out the two youngest female stars? The top two females on the country charts right now…. hmmm. Surely you’re aware that there are currently just as many male artists out there performing the newer country music that, and I quote, “needs it’s own genre title”. So why didn’t you use Rascal Flatts or Keith Urban as your examples?
I’ll tell you why. Because they’d have come back at you within a flat two seconds. Instead, you pick two of the youngest females to use as your examples. This explains to me why you’re still stuck back in the music of the ‘old times’ and refuse/rebuke change. There’s plenty of room out there, Georgie. Embrace your coworkers, male and female, each having their own flavor. I’d be willing to bet your fans will love you for it.
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