Extreme memories
A while back I wrote a blog on current airport security in the States and my heavy thoughts on profiling. It’s a subject I have very strong opinions on and stated so in aforementioned blog, so I won’t rant about it again. Those of you who know me know that I’m a girl who will always live in the shadow of 9/11, lest I never forget. The shit I hear and read about daily on the news makes my gut wrench, and as I checked facts online tonight I’ve ran across more than I care to mention that makes my blood fucking boil – including thumbnail pics and links to videos of the murderous decapitations of Paul Johnson Jr. and Daniel Pearl. Enough said.
I recently received an interesting email that brought the subject of profiling fresh to the forefront of my mind again. (That’s right, look out…) This particular email has circulated around for years, which explains the original gap that skipped the years 2003-2008 – then someone inserted the Ft. Hood attack of 2009. Being the Bonster I am, I took the liberty of inserting my own material for those missing years since I felt it was too large of a gap to leave unaccounted for. Of course, I only picked one event per year to list – but believe me there were many to choose from. As always, I did my homework on the fact-checks.
Absolutely No Profiling! Pause a moment, reflect back… and take the following multiple choice test.
These events are actual events from history. They really happened! Do you remember?
Okay, so here’s the test.
1. In 1968 Bobby Kennedy was shot and killed by:
a. Superman b. Jay Leno c. Harry Potter d. A Muslim male extremist between the ages of 17 and 402. In 1972 at the Munich Olympics, athletes were kidnapped and massacred by :
a. Olga Corbett b. Sitting Bull c. Arnold Schwarzenegger d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 403. In 1979, the US embassy in Iran was taken over by:
a. Lost Norwegiansb. Elvis
c. A tour bus full of 80-year-old women
d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 40
4. During the 1980’s a number of Americans were kidnapped in Lebanon by:
a. John Dillinger b. The King of Sweden c. The Boy Scouts d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 405. In 1983, the US Marine barracks in Beirut was blown up by:
a. A pizza delivery boy b. Pee Wee Herman c. Geraldo Rivera d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 406. In 1985 the cruise ship Achille Lauro was hijacked and a 70 year old American passenger was murdered and thrown overboard in his wheelchair by:
a. The Smurfs b. Davey Jones c. The Little Mermaid d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 407. In 1985 TWA flight 847 was hijacked at Athens, and a US Navy diver trying to rescue passengers was murdered by:
a. Captain Kidd b. Charles Lindberg c. Mother Teresa d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 408. In 1988, Pan Am Flight 103 was bombed by:
a. Scooby Doo b. The Tooth Fairy c. The Sundance Kid d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 409. In 1993 the World Trade Center was bombed the first time by:
a. Richard Simmons b. Grandma Moses c. Michael Jordan d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4010. In 1998, the US embassies in Kenya and Tanzania were bombed by:
a. Mr. Rogers b. Hillary Clinton, to distract attention from Wild Bill’s women problems c. The World Wrestling Federation d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4011. On 9/11/01, four airliners were hijacked; two were used as missiles to take out the World Trade Centers and of the remaining two, one crashed into the US Pentagon and the other was diverted and crashed by the passengers.
Thousands of people were killed by:
a. Bugs Bunny, Wiley E. Coyote, Daffy Duck and Elmer Fudd b. The Supreme Court of Florida c. Mr. Bean d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4012. In 2002 the United States fought a war in Afghanistan against:
a. Enron b. The Lutheran Church c. The NFL d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4013. In 2002 reporter Daniel Pearl was kidnapped and murdered by:
a. Bonnie and Clyde b. Captain Kangaroo c. Billy Graham d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4014. In 2003, a series of events now known as the Casablanca bombings went down in Morocco. In all, 33 civilians were killed by:
a. Barney b. Toby Keith c. Mr. Magoo d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4015. In 2004, Paul Johnson Jr. was kidnapped and executed along with 2 other Americans and a BBC cameraman in Saudi Arabia by:
a. Leap Frog b. Tony Stewart c. Pedro d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4016. In 2005, 3 American hotels in Jordan (the Radisson, Grand Hyatt and Days Inn) were hit with bombs. 57 people were killed by:
a. A computer software program b. PETA c. My iPhone d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4017. In 2006, what is now referred to as the Sadr City bombings occurred, a series of car bombs and mortar attacks. It was to be the second deadliest attack since the beginning of the Iraq war in 2003. At least 215 people were killed and 257 were injured by:
a. The Bonster b. Bon’s cat Camille c. Bon’s gorgeous boyfriend d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4018. In 2007, the detonation of 2 car bombs near Algeria’s Constitutional Council and United Nations offices caused the death of over 60 people by:
a. Alex Trebek b. Marilyn Manson c. Dolly Parton d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 4019. In 2008, a car bomb and rocket hit the US Embassy in Yemen as staff arrived to work. 16 people were killed by:
a. Hugh Hefner b. The entire cast of Dancing with the Stars c. Gilligan d. Muslim male extremists mostly between the ages of 17 and 40No, I really don’t see a pattern here to justify profiling, do you? So, just to ensure we Americans never offend anyone, particularly fanatics intent on killing us, airport security screeners will no longer be allowed to profile certain people.. They must instead conduct random searches of 80-year-old women, little kids, airline pilots with proper identification, secret agents who are members of the President’s security detail, 85-year old Congressmen with metal hips, and Medal of Honor winner and former Governor Joe Foss, but leave Muslim Males between the ages 17 and 40 alone lest they be guilty of profiling.
20. In 2009, Fort Hood Texas – 13 people were killed and 30 some odd others were wounded by…
a. Fox News b. Howard Stern c. The Dude who broke in your car d. A Muslim male extremist between the ages of 17 and 40 (guess what folks, he was 39…)Tell me… does this fit the PROFILE?! I rest my effing case.
So if the A through C’s on the multiple choices weren’t hilarious enough for ya – I just heard the best (and most awesomely BRILLIANT) semi-solution to terrorism on planes. While listening to my local 103.7 (Tanner in the Morning w/ Catherine Lane) he came up with this:
How about every airport now come equipped with this ‘booth’ that every potential passenger walks into. This ‘safety’ booth will have the ability to automatically detect and detonate any bomb that walks inside it. BAM! There’s our solution. Seriously, it’s brilliant thinking at its best. Can you imagine hearing this over the airport intercom? “Attention, all passengers of Flight 1393 en route to Belgium… we now have a seat available…”
😆
Abs
The radio stations are having a field day with this little clip this morning. In none other than our very own Rock Hill, SC, a man was arrested and charged with hitting another motel guest in the face with a snake. Yeah, you heard that right. Only in the south, baby – only in the south.
So I got my first paycheck since switching my exemptions from one to zero. Exactly a seventy-five dollar difference (cut) in pay. Owww DAMN that hurts like a bitch. Expletive, expletive, expletive. Shit.
Gotta get in the zone. A different zone. Look forward to the weekend, Bon, quit thinking about bills and such. You pay what you CAN pay, no amount of worrying will aid you in doing any better. Effing BREATHE.
Abs are sore. Yeah. Focus on the abs.
Pink so rocks – and this song sums me up today.
Is it really worth the risk? Seriously?
Here we are, Monday. Another day, another .50¢.
The weekend was great. And beautiful. And warm. Need I say more? Other than I’d like to have it back.
So here’s yet another statistic I feel the need to talk about. Shit.
I have a friend who has had some less than desirable information recently come to light about her guy and the woman he’s apparently been talking to on the sly for some time now. This isn’t just any woman – the fact is that she is a well-known skank. Yeah, you probably remember my blog about skanks. Ole’ Bon holds the utmost disrespect for these lower-than-low chunks o’ sewer trash. My friend had a gut instinct about it and asked him point blank. Thing is, he chose to lie to her face when confronted.
That was reason enough for her to end the relationship.
Which leads to my next question. Will ALL guys, if bait is dangled in front of them, bite? Because I’m seriously starting to consider this possibility. In not all of the instances, but a very disturbing majority – the skank they’re cheating with/contemplating cheating with is much less attractive than his current woman. Now I’m not just saying this because she’s my friend – but this woman is absolutely gorgeous, a true knockout – as well as being a kind and decent person and loyal as the day is long. Any guy out there would think Heaven’s gates had opened if they scored her as their girl. So why would her current guy risk it?
Guys?!? Why ya gonna risk it? I’m seriously at the point where I need some answers.
**jic any of you out there are in the dark about what a skank is… lemmie help ya out a little.
1. Skank:
Derogatory term for a (usually younger) female, implying trashiness or tackiness, lower-class status, poor hygiene, flakiness, and a scrawny, pockmarked sort of ugliness. Used to describe un-hygienic habits, very little clothing and usually hints at that they are “easy”.
And as if I haven’t already, I gotta throw another of my two cents in there…this is MY definition of one. Skank: a female that knowingly and purposefully goes after or persues a man that is married, taken, or otherwise already in a relationship.
Thanks, Urban Dictionary. 😉
The mariner has landed
I’ve decided that my ‘theme’ of the summer is gonna be nautical (yeah I know, my theme every summer is nautical). I’m now on a very stringent search for a silver pendant for a necklace. Nautically-themed, and I definitely want it to include an anchor. I ran across this one online and fell in love with it. I found it about a month ago and saved the picture, but I don’t know what website I found it on! The dufus I am.
Onto the rant of the day. Why can’t everyone just mind their manners and act nice? It’s not that difficult really. There’s always gonna be that idiot out there waiting to ruin your day. If ya don’t believe me, just look up a (positive) news story or youtube video, and check out the flow of comments underneath. I guarantee you the more comments it has, the more idiots on there saying stupid chit just to try and stir the pot or offend someone. Now I see why alot of people who upload vids to youtube disable the ability to leave comments.
So a famous television producer (formerly of Survivor) is being held in suspicion of the death of his wife while on vacation in Cancun. Now it’s come out that last weekend she found out he was having an affair. YOU KNOW ME, HERE IT COMES…. WTF??? Are ALL men cheaters? Wait, I know the answer to that – but it still doesn’t stop me from asking the question from time to time. What the hell are these men thinking? With? Ya wanna have sex with someone other than your wife? Okay, then save her the pain and humiliation and just separate first. Is it really that hard? Pardon the pun…
It’s all a big steamin’ pile of pelosi, I tell you.
I received an email recently that I just have to share the contents of.
NEW CUSS WORD
(No, not curse… we call it cuss here in the south so get used to it)
Years ago when I sometimes used unsavory language, I often used the expression “Bull S***.” As I grew up a bit and discovered it was not necessary to use such crude language, the expression became “BS.”
What did I really mean when I used those expressions? I meant that something was ridiculous, or idiotic or a half truth or just plain stupid. It covered any number of negative formats. The dictionary defines it as: nonsense; especially: foolish insolent talk.
I have decided that I no longer will use either of those expressions in the future. When I have a need to express such feelings, I will use the word “pelosi.” Let me use it in a sentence. “That’s just a bunch of pelosi.” I encourage you to do the same. It is such a nasty sounding word, it really packs a punch, we are no longer being vulgar, and it clearly expresses our feelings. If enough of us use it, perhaps the word could be entered into the dictionary.
When on a ranch watch your step and don’t step in pelosi. It will get on the bottom of your boot and won’t go away until the next election. What a fitting and descriptive legacy for the Speaker of the House!
PASS IT ON TO AT LEAST 10,000,000 PEOPLE. DO NOT BREAK THIS CHAIN OR YOU WILL GET MORE PELOSI THAN YOU CAN SHAKE A BULL AT.
Please and thank you. 
A Dis N Dat Monday
I was probably with the general population of people who didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. This put me in about a 30-minute time difference in crossing the bridge. Once again, it was hard to keep my eyes off the lake. The sun had already tipped the horizon lending the water some of it’s rising color – gentle pinks and blues.
I paid a little more attention this morning to something that used to be subliminal, but has become increasingly annoying to me. Let me first say that I do NOT drive and text. I will not even LOOK at my phone if my car is moving, even to read an incoming text. Trust me, I realize the danger and what it can result in. Now, with that said – I will read them when I come to a stop at a red light, and respond if I still have time. When that red light turns green though, my phone gets placed safely back in the console regardless of whether I’m finished or not (gotta love that autosave).
So what is annoying to me? The eyes. Yeah, I can feel ’em. The person in the lane beside me (usually in an SUV for reason of them sitting higher) that is staring at me like I’m committing a criminal act. Get over it dudes – there ARE people out there that obey the law and put the damn phone down when they’re supposed to. As well, I have never been hindered at noticing the change in the stoplight from red to green. This is because I’m still paying more attention to the traffic than the phone. Anyway, that’s my rant for the day.
The leaves are filling in so nicely on the trees. Along with it of course comes the pollen, but gotta take the bad with the good. I just had a coworker come in on top of the world. Her guy came into town for an extended visit this past weekend and she is definitely sporting a perma-grin. 😀 Just made my day.
Carnivorous ways
May I present to you… ((drumroll, please))… slimeball no. 6,283,937. 
Monogamous, synonymous, monotonous. RIDICULOUS.
Sex Rehab. Really? This rehab shit is really getting old. The refuge of the politically incorrect. How ’bout scumbag rehab? Is it possible to rehabilitate a scumbag? And if he needs to be in a sex rehab, then so do all the other little skanks of his that continue to surface – because they are the other 50% of the problem.
Fan support for the slimeball? Please spare me. Keep in mind that this person does NOT represent Harleys, or biking in general for that matter. So what that you’ve got biking in common?! Go out and get yourselves a real role model – hey, here’s a clue: maybe someone that has morals? Tell ya what I’m a big fan of – every dog has it’s day. And today, dog, just ain’t yours…
This doesn’t even deserve a spot on my blog, add in the fact I’ve already written about it. So, now that I’ve had another rant I’ll move on to bigger and better things! How about those iPads? Talk about bigger and better. God I want one so bad my mouth is watering. You can actually get a nicely equipped one for about the same cost as a laptop now. Unfortunately, the money isn’t there, and probably won’t be for a while. But if it was….
…I’d have one sitting pretty in my hands by 10:00am this Saturday, which is approximately one hour after it makes it’s official debut at the Apple store. Hey, I can dream can’t I?
A brand new month, wow! As loseusual, I don’t know where the last month went. One thing I do know – I don’t want to be saying that about the summer in a several months. I want this summer to last forever.
So now onto the subject of my blog today. What? You thought it was about Jesse? Nah – truth is, I love meat. I mean, I literally crave it. I could so never be a vegetarian. Besides, those little vegans running around out there look so unhealthy. And unhappy. A big fat steak, roasted chicken or hamburger is all it takes to (temporarily) make ole’ Bon a happy girl. Okay I just had to get that out.
What has been deterring my carnivorously happy ways lately is all the recent news we’re hearing of the manner that many of these animals are raised and slaughtered. I honestly can’t watch shows on the subject. I’ve started buying the organic meats (all-natural, no growth inducers, farm-raised, grain-fed, etc.) whenever possible. It is a little more expensive, but they say if half the population would do that it would force these mass producers to implement stricter measures for raising their livestock.
Last but certainly not least – today is my Daddy’s birthday! Here’s a man who was fortunate enough to have been assigned a birthday on April Fool’s. 😆 He’s always taken the jokes about it rather well and has definitely enjoyed pulling his share of pranks on his birthday. Anyway, I love and respect him very much. Happy Birthday to you, Daddy!
The hues of blue
I dreamed a little dream last night. It was the most pleasant dream ever, and seemed so real. I dreamt I was happy. 🙂
On my drive in this morning, the sun had yet to reach the horizon. This caused the lake to take on that ‘neon’ blue look about it – simply gorgeous. If you’ve ever spent the night on the water and wake the next morning at dawn, that’s the color of water I’m talking about. There’s really no other way to describe it, just as there is no name or description worthy enough. It is by far my favorite.
And the sky this morning? Carolina blue baby, at it’s best. We were threatened with a nip-freeze last night, it was 33 when I left for work and my fingers are crossed that it didn’t get any of my new or old plants on the balcony. I have babied some of those plants all winter long and to lose them now would be a real travesty.
I cannot believe it’s almost the fourth month into the year. This absolutely blows my mind. Where is time going and why is it going so fast now? The weeks are flying by – I’ve stopped wishing for the weekends because it’s BAM and they’re here anyway.
Blue is still the hue.
Now, on to my rant. I’m only gonna do this once. So… seeing I’ve got one shot I’d better make it count.
Who the hell decided to vote on the Sabbath anyway? Let me guess. And Prez-o justifies it by saying “we cannot waste another moment”? Give me a freaking break.
So let me see if I’ve got this right. I get to continue paying for healthcare while others, including the illegal immigrants, get it for free. I must surrender my bank account number to the government allowing them full access to garnish wages should an unforeseen event result in my not being able to pay.
Yeah! This justifies what I was told about Prez-o all along! “We the people” who work, get extra taxes pinched out of our paychecks to accomodate those who don’t, or won’t, work. Makes a whole lotta sense. Hey, works for him, doesn’t it? Here’s a few more key issues I have a problem with.
JUDGE KITHIL points out these prominent issues of the newly imposed HCR:
** Page 50/section 152: The bill will provide insurance to all non-U.S. residents, even if they are here illegally.
** Page 58 and 59: The government will have real-time access to an individual’s bank account and will have the authority to make electronic fund transfers from those accounts.
** Page 65/section 164: The plan will be subsidized (by the government) for all union members, union retirees and for community organizations (such as the Association of Community Organizations for Reform Now – ACORN). • Update: As of 3-23-10 ACORN is reportedly closing it’s operations… well well. One thing’s for sure, they’re no longer needed for rallying in the healthcare reform area…
** Page 203/line 14-15: The tax imposed under this section will not be treated as a tax. (I’ll need to have this one explained to me…)
** Page 241 and 253: Doctors will all be paid the same regardless of specialty, and the government will set all doctors’ fees.
** Page 272. section 1145: Cancer hospitals will ration care according to the patient’s age. (Excuse me? “Ration”?)
** Page 317 and 321: The government will impose a prohibition on hospital expansion; however, communities may petition for an exception.
** Page 425, line 4-12: The government mandates advance-care planning consultations. Those on Social Security will be required to attend an “end-of-life planning” seminar every five years. (Death counselling.)
** Page 429, line 13-25: The government will specify which doctors can write an end-of-life order.
HAD ENOUGH YET????
** Finally, it is specifically stated that this bill will not apply to members of Congress. Members of Congress are already exempt from the Social Security system, and have a well-funded private plan that covers their retirement needs. If they were on our Social Security plan, I believe they would find a very quick ‘fix’ to make the plan financially sound for their future.
If it ain’t good enough for you baby – then it ain’t good enough for me. Plain and simple. Oh yeah, I forgot – I no longer get a choice, do I?
Silly me.
Head thoughts
What are these guys thinking. Just WTF ARE THEY THINKING. Yes, I am absolutely on a tirade. This is another truly unavoidable rant for me so I’ll go ahead and say click off now if bad language offends you.
Will there ever come a time when these men stop thinking with their penises. Note I used the word these men – meaning I am not referencing all men.
Sandra B appears to be the freshest victim of infidelity within a marriage. Here’s a very independent woman who previously stated on many occasions she’d never marry – and didn’t until she was 40. A strong female – she’s also credited for being funny, kind, and down to earth. All this is quite refreshing and rare for a Hollywood star. Because of these qualities, along with that beautiful smile and contagious laugh of hers, most of America has fallen in love with her. Oh did I mention she’s gorgeous? There’s your bonus.
So while she’s busy working to earn an Oscar on the other side of the continent, her husband Jesse aka scuz is busy porking a tatted-up biker porn skank.
Geez, why the name-calling, Bon?
Because I can. Now before anyone gets their panties in a wad, NO – I don’t have anything against tattoos. I don’t have anything against bikers, either. I do however have something against a homewrecker aka skank. Have any one of you seen pictures of this ‘woman’?? If not, please google, and feel free to let me know if the logic of my slang name-calling is not founded. Pretty damn simple! A tatted-up biker porn skank. I don’t buy her little story that she believed “He told me he was no longer with her, that they weren’t even living together”. C’mon – a REAL woman knows there comes a time in your life where you have to put your big girl panties on and check up on these guys. ‘Cause guess what? They lie.
Although realistically speaking, does this one even deserve a slot in the lie category? Sandra was filming in Georgia… and staying on site there while filming. So the “I’m no longer with her, we aren’t even living together” was a great workaround. He’s a sly one, that scuz is. See, the scuz knew the skank would buy into what he told her in a way that benefitted him. And, in the long run, her too. Because if she wasn’t rich before, she’s gonna be now.
Homewrecker. My personal opinion is that she sought him out, admittedly having sent him pictures in hopes of getting a modeling job there at that infamous West Coast bike company of his. I’ve had to deal with one such skank in my own personal life, for which I credit my ability at being able to spot one now.
So. Say she did seek him out. He bit. Trust me, I’m not blaming the skank any more than the scuz. To me, they’re both equally at fault – at the most hurtful and devious act one can commit against their partner in a marriage. Which is why they’re a scuz and a skank.
All the money in the world can’t buy happiness for ‘these men’. For them, true happ-penis apparently comes from having the best of both worlds, or hell maybe three or four worlds. This means having a good woman at home as well as a side-serving of one or more tramps. Is it some sort of power thing with these men? Seriously, I wish someone would explain it to me. Because I still don’t understand the risks they take, the lies they must tell to accommodate the risks, and the good women they end up destroying with their selfish acts. I guess I’ll never understand it.
Bon, why do you care? It’s Hollywood stars, you don’t know them! Why do you concern yourself?
If you’ve ever been on the receiving end of the infidelity stick in your marriage, male or female – you’ll empathize with others that endure the same. Celebrities are much more widely publicized, and if you’re a fan it makes it all the more personal to you. My opinions written here are just that, my own opinions – just like the time I wrote of my empathy for Elin on Tiger’s many indiscretions.
Unless something monumental breaks on the recent woes of these two, my opinion’s not gonna change. All I’ve got to say is, JJ my man – you just gave up the best thing you’ll EVER have. If it wasn’t apparent before, it is now – you never deserved a woman like that in the first place.
Needful things
You really can’t get any two more different ramblings than those which I have right now. This is me, though. A smorgasbord of thoughts running rampant through an already overactive mind that’s currently working overtime. So I have to unload sometimes, and this blog is my dumpsite. This is my life.
The Life of Bon.
Oh, they’ve finally labeled it. It’s taken this long. (Initial thoughts on Ft. Hood.). The Ft. Hood attacks are now officially being termed as “an act of radical Islamic Muslim Terrorism”. Geez, why couldn’t they have labeled it as such when the details of the attack first surfaced? In my humble opinion we have a buffoon as the Homeland Security Secretary, Ms. Janet “The System Worked” Napolitano. America is slippery at best with her holding this position. I trust her about as far as I can throw her since she’s already been proven a liar. Oh, she needn’t feel alone in her position… I believe her to be just one of many buffoons within the current administration.
When the hell are the higher-ups of this country going to stop worrying about offending the people of Islam by using the term radical Islamic Muslim terrorists? Radical. Islamic. Muslim. Terrorism. Say the damn words! And often. Because it’s alive and well.
On a much different note, I was recently sent a survey via email correspondence that ended up telling you some of the qualities that your perfect mate would possess. Laughable, I know, because those little survey things are never really accurate anyway. But, it got me thinking, what are we really looking for in life from a partner? And is it actually possible to find your soulmate?
Oh yeah… I must go there. So off I go.
- True sincerity.
- He will be honest and forthright.
- He will have high goals set for the future, and consistently work hard to achieve them.
- He will possess confidence in his self without being haughty or boastful.
- He shows kindness and consideration to wait staff, clerks and the general public who services him.
- Noticing a stranger in a tight spot, he will stop to help them.
- He’ll keep his manners about him even when he thinks no one is watching.
- He knows what he wants in life and how to get it – furthermore, gets it.
- He will have a patience level beyond that of anyone I’ve ever known.
- He will have class, and strong moral values.
- He will be a non-smoker. (Only because I have to stay quit myself.)
- He will love his children unmercifully.
- He will provide a strong sense of stability, and is reliable.
- He will have impeccable hygiene.
- He’ll enjoy taking that occasional trip or vacation.
- He will be tall.
- Loves to laugh and cut up, but also knows when to be serious.
- He will do his best to protect me at any cost.
- He’ll be a hard worker in whatever profession he has.
- He will be able to calm me when I am in disarray.
- He will believe the Bible is the Truth, and love and trust our Lord.
- He’ll respect my southern belle beliefs.
- He will never show even the slightest hint of violent behavior.
- He will love animals.
- He will have me on his mind 24/7, and I’ll know this only because he tells me so.
And I will never, even once, doubt his love for me.
Sound like a lot to be looking for? I say, nah. These are the essential traits I’m in search of. As well, I would expect everyone has that mental list of necessary traits they’re seeking in a lifetime partner. Realizing that no one is ever going to find that exact match, neither do I believe we have to settle. The truth is, we are all sinners saved by Grace – so there’s not a perfect one of us out there. But there are certain key elements we must insist on in order to maintain a long and successful relationship. These just happen to be mine…
Yeahhh, I’m the Tax Mannnn… ♫♪
Oh, Yay. Let me, like the many countless others on the social networking sites and twitter, state the things I shall plan/do with all this mega money I shall get back on taxes. Hmm. Money, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I am one of an apparent couple of people who are not getting anything back on taxes. The average person I’ve spoke with this year is receiving a refund of between $6000 to $12000. The lower end of this was a person of lower-to-poverty level, and the higher end was a low-to-mid bracket person (>$50K) who happened to make the smart move of buying their first house last year. Bammo – an automatic $8 grand in your pocket. This doesn’t include all the extras…
I make less than a teacher’s salary. So no, I am not up there in the higher tax bracket. I do not own anything. I do not claim unnecessary exemptions throughout the year to get more money on my paycheck. Furthermore, I pay out as much or more taxes as all of these other people. So what’s the deal? I’ve done comparisons down to the T, and there seems to be no reasonable differences to warrant my refund of zilch.
One guy I know normally has trouble feeding his own family and has health problems that need addressing. Now he’s bragging about his new 42″ plasma television, his-and-her trips to the mall for new wardrobes, and last but not least, joking about accidentally punching in an extra set of 00’s at the ATM machine and opting to stick it in their pocket in lieu of getting upset about it. I feel like punching this person out. At his height and weight, I could justifiably do it.
Facebook is crawling with all the lucky ones’ status updates. Here’s one I woke up to this morning:
• Tax return season! I have my list made of things to catch up on / pay off, as well as some things I have wanted for a very long time, like a laptop. Tell me all the things you haven’t been able to afford until now… what are your plans and where are you going??
I’ve seen some comments made to this such as paying off (a couple of) credit cards, to buying a laptop, to putting it into cd’s to ‘let it grow’… here’s some extras:
• We got a couch, love seat and new tv. I’m taking a girl’s weekend trip… paid up up the house payments. It felt great to pay some bills up and I’m so excited about my trip…..never been away from home unless I was having a baby, lol.
and how about this one:
• I got a nice amount back, so I went out and got a laptop, which I have always wanted. I got my sweet man an iPod touch for his birthday because he wanted one and I love him (smile) – put some towards bills and will put some away so I have some saved for a change. What a great feeling!
Good God. I guess, no I know – that I’d be excited about my newfound rewards too. The difference in me and these people? I would NEVER broadcast these earthly earnings to either my work or my social networking site. Geez, why would you? I understand being happy about the money, okay even ecstatic – but why would you want people to know? For one I, who as of this very month has been 3 years without a raise in pay at work, would consider it bragging. Plain and simple.
A friend of mine is so right – if you didn’t believe something smells foul in Washington before, you’d better believe it now.
Go ahead, call me a Curmudgeon at Large. But let’s put the shoe on the other foot for a bit, shall we? And see how ‘they’ would feel if the tables were turned….
Shaken, not stirred
I woke up this morning to news of a 4.3 earthquake to the immediate west of our own very own city of Chicago, IL. Wow, that really hits home. Pardon the pun.
There’s not much being said about it on the news, which surprises me. It scares the crap out of me after what just happened in Haiti. The reports indicate it was ‘widely felt’ even though it happened in the middle of the night. From where the quake was positioned it was reportedly felt across three states: Illinois, Indiana and Wisconsin. Wow.
I don’t know why but this starts me thinking about patterns. Kind of like earthquakes seem to follow a pattern, so do the lives of certain people follow a pattern. More often than not, these are patterns that need to be broken. Be that as it may, if you find yourself repeating the same patterns, like finding yourself in the same situations time and time again – it’s definitely time to take another look at yourself.
From personal experience, I usually won’t even recognize the pattern until I see myself making excuses for it. I’m not proud of the patterns I’ve followed in the past, but there’s this one I seem to fall into over and over again. Even recently, when I’m asked by close friends or family about this particular pattern, I end up trying to cover it up or sugarcoat it. I try to explain my way out of the pattern. I do my best to disguise the fact that there’s no attempt being made by the other person to help their self. I’ve even lied to people about it, I admit it. These lies are easier for me to tell rather than face the truth. But remember, I’ve done it all before – that’s what makes it a pattern. I should be a real Pro at it by now.
Why is this, and where is the logic? When I know, deep down inside I know, that it is what it is….
Which is another pattern that I’ve fallen into.
Who’s America?
I know of one person in particular who will read today’s pitiful blog and literally laugh their ass off, because we were sitting together watching MSNBC when they broadcast this today.
“Obama’s America – 2010 and Beyond”. Shit, are you kidding me?
So he rises up from behind the pulpit and preaches a sermon. Here’s this ever-charismatic man, our President – who doesn’t frequent Sunday church services in Washington and has yet to find a permanent congregation for his family in the capital – standing behind the pulpit in a Baptist church. The thing that bothers me most about it? It literally took him several minutes to utter the word “God”, and finally towards the end he managed to insert the word “Lord” in there as well. So what was the word he used those first few minutes when referring to our God? “The Devine”.
Obama’s America. Yeah, I’d like to have seen them try and sell that little jingle during the Bush Administration, or the Clinton Administration, for that matter. It never would’ve flown.
I’m not even going to go any further with this. The Angry American lives on, folks. Little ole’ me does realize that everything that our entire future has already been spoken, and written. Many of the aforementioned circumstances (reference previous blogs) have already come to pass. I am very much aware that what will be, is gonna be.
More of the Angry American
Well, the curmudgeon-at-large is at it again. I need to vent.
The tragic quake in Haiti has been devastating and my heart truly goes out to the victims in the wake of it’s tragedy. Although the wholeness of has yet to fully sink in, I do realize the magnitude of the situation.
But now, making headlines, is the fact that they’re ‘angry’. Well. They’re angry. Angry at the miniscule amount of aid they’re receiving. At the lack of sufficient medical supplies. And they say that ‘anger’ is now turning to ‘violence’.
We’re looking at over 9 million people in a country smaller than the state of Maryland. Cripes, people. NINE MILLION. Trying to land a plane into the airport of Port-au-Prince itself is a joke. Planes are being turned away and rerouted because of the limited space availability.
Angry? One must look at the many countries that have literally jumped in to afford them search and rescue, aid and supplies. To see all these different nations, including our own, coming together as one in the aftermath of this great catastrophe, is well, nothing short of amazing.
So we’re bringing many of the injured over here to the US to aid in healthcare. AND GRANTING SAID INDIVIDUALS TEMPORARY CITIZENSHIP.
WE’RE DOING WHAT? What the FUCK is this all about? Listen, I have no problem with providing medical attention to wounded individuals. None at all. But since when did granting any type of citizenship, even temporary, become a prerequisite to providing healthcare? Simple. It didn’t, and it’s not.
In the first place, it’s been determined that literally thousands of escaped prisoners are now running mad among the commoners. It’s just a guess of mine that some of these convicted felons could be the machete-bearing tyrants currently taking over in the streets. If you think for one second that the US is going to background check even one of these injured Haitians, I’ll be first in line to call you a fool.
Secondly, the sister country to their immediate left, the Dominican Republic, has very graciously offered FREE HEALTHCARE to all Haitians. Not discounted. Not reduced. FREE. Is this offer not being heard to the rest of the world? Hmm, I’m kinda confused because see, I myself heard it announced on the evening news….
Thirdly, do you really think these individuals are ever gonna go back to Haiti? Seriously?? NO! What’ll happen is this. They’ll disappear into the crowd. Just fade away, blending back into the masses of all the other imports that we have so wrapped our ever-lovin US of A arms around.
Shhh, do you hear that?? It’s the sound of uncontrollable laughter at the US coming out of the other Nations.
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.
The United States of the Offended
I’m one angry individual this morning.
Fort Hood. The sense of it. An avoidable tragedy? I don’t even know where to start on the subject, or even if I want to start. It would almost seem like a disservice to not say something about it….
I don’t really care how others see or take my views – I want to make that perfectly clear. I don’t CARE if I offend anyone. What in holy hell is our military thinking by employing, or retaining employment of, a terrorist?? With all the documented statements he’s made – and I’ve done a lot of reading this morning – what the hell made everybody keep quiet?
Has America been silenced this damn much? “Oh no, don’t say that… it might offend…” Do you think this man, Nidal Malik Hasan, worried about offending anyone with his views and statements? Which turned into horrific actions because no one wanted to OFFEND him?? This has obviously become an ‘Anything Goes America’. To everyone, that is, except Americans.
Does the term 9/11 mean anything to anyone anymore? There is not a day in my life that goes by that I don’t think about it. Sometimes I may even dwell on it a little too much – but brother, I’ll take that dwelling any day, as opposed to letting it fade away. Go ahead, call ME miss misery. Remind me in my dreams Dear Lord, every night if you must, but never let the memory of that horrible event fade from my mind.
God help us.
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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