Riots - Calling the Shot

A black man ambushes and shoots point-blank range killing a white woman and a white man for the flimsiest  of reasons.  The silence from the left is deafening except they can't get to a microphone fast enough to decry it as further justification for extreme gun controls.  Yet, let a police officer in a confrontation with a black man shoot him and all mighty hell breaks out.

I can't help but think someone somewhere in the upper echelons of government calls the shot to turn the dogs loose for riots when police-on-black incidents occur in riot-ripe ghetto cities like St. Louis and Baltimore.  Its uncanny that the same professional rioters show up in the different cities.

Bush- Clinton Dynasty

Lets see now, we have a former First Lady and the brother and son of two former presidents running for president.  Somehow I don't think this passes the smell test.  It smells too much like a dynasty of incestuous ruling elitists.  I find that contrary to the traditional American psychic.  Our forefathers fought a war for independence from a ruling class of elitists.  As we've evolved from a society of rugged individualism to a dependency socialist society we've come to more and more accept the concept of a ruling class of people.

Washington, Madison, Jefferson and Lincoln are spinning in their graves.

Once again - Americans and a Brit save France

Once again the French were saved by Americans and a Brit.  Three American friends and a Brit leaped to action on a train bound for Paris to subdue a radical Muslim terrorist with two automatic weapons and nine magazines of ammunition no doubt with intent to kill as many people on the train as possible.  He didn't expect anyone would try to stop him.  He miscalculated the fact that Americans may be on the train.

Europeans are often quick to criticize Americans for our guns and our cowboy mentality.  But, when danger  lurks in the offing they're quick to let the Americans take care of the problem to protect them.  It was befitting that France bestow its highest honor on them and the Brit.

It gives cause to pause and contemplate how it is a known radical Muslim terrorist is in the data base and on the watch list of several European countries with his movements tracked, yet he gets on a train from Brussels to Paris armed to the teeth to kill, and it was three unarmed young Americans and a Brit that brought him down.  Go figure.

Obama and Trump

I would have to write a book to catalog the differences between Obama and Trump.  But, one different characteristic really stands out every time they speak.  With Obama it is:  I this,  I that, I can, I will,  I, I, I,  as he reads the teleprompter.  With Trump it is:  We this, We that, We can, We will, We, We, We, as he speaks extemporaneously.  That is a significant difference in the mentality of the two.  We've had enough of the "I" mentality.  It's time for someone with the "We" mentality.

 

The Democrat Party and Socialism

I find it telling that Debbie Wasserman Schultz, Democrat National Chairperson, could not on national TV answer the question of how is the Democrat Party different from socialism.  She stuttered, stammered and tried to deflect the question, but Chris Mathews (MSNBC) persisted.  She never was able to answer the question.  Yet, Bernie Sanders, an avowed socialist, is running as a Democrat and racking up huge numbers in audiences and the polls outpacing the Queen of the Democrat Party.

Socialism can not exist without capitalism.  Someone has to work to pay for it.  As Margaret Thatcher said, "Socialism is great until you run out of other peoples' money to pay for it."

There is no doubt.  The Democrat Party is socialism in disguise.

Questions for All the Republicans at the debate

Questions to ask all at the Republican debate:  (Each question to be answered with a simple 'yes' or 'no'.)

°  Have you ever had to clean a really filthy dirty toilet bowl?

°   Will you have a 24/7 live-in advisor other than your spouse in the White House?

°    Have you ever been in a knock-down drag-out fist fight?

°    Can you throw a baseball at least 60 feet that is catchable?

°   Can you shoot a basketball and make the basket at least 1 out of 5?

°   Can you fire a rifle and hit a target at 100 yards?

°    Do you know the meaning of "Gee-Haw"?

°    Is political correctness killing America?

°    If elected president will you play golf?

°    If elected president will you quash your ego and eat humble pie?

°    If elected president will you keep your ear to the ground?

°    If elected president will you honor the sanctity of the office?

°    If elected president will you treat the White House as the peoples' house, and not your house?

Regret and Quality Time

As many of you know my beloved wife of 65 years passed away last January.  She was not only my long time wife but we we also knew each other as kids and teenagers.  So we knew each other a long, long time.  It has been very difficult for me to give her up to God and live a life without her.

Then, my sister just younger than me passed away July 1st, her birthday.  She and I were very close, as kids, teenagers and adults.  She and my wife are about the same age and knew each other as kids.  It was through my sister that I became aware of my wife as a kid because they were friends and she would come to our house to play with my sister.  I'm three years older and didn't pay much attention to a kid.  It was when she was 12 and I was 15 that I really began to pay attention to her.  I hit her in the head with a newspaper.

I was a paperboy.  We did a 3-corner fold on the papers so they had a certain aerodynamic characteristic much like a frisbee, though frisbees hadn't been invented yet.  We pedaled down the middle of the street throwing our newspapers.  We had to get them onto the porch, else go back and put them on the porch.  I got pretty good with my accuracy to the point I was kind of cocky about it.  I seldom had to go back and put one on the porch.  I was pedaling down the middle of the street and saw my wife sitting on the porch of a friend playing 'jacks' with her.  They were about four feet apart. I knew very well who they were.  Cocky me, I thought I'll throw this paper right between the two and scare them.  Not so.  I hit my wife squarely in the side of her head.  Of course I had to stop and come back because I didn't get the paper onto the porch.  She was crying.  She didn't want anything to do with me despite my apologies.

A few days later I asked her to the Saturday morning movies at the local neighborhood theater.  Ten cents admission and a nickel for a big bag of popcorn and the Saturday morning western serials.  She accepted.  It all started then.  A few months later I kissed her for the first time on May 24, 1943.  I know the exact date because recently (since she passed away) I read it in her little diary she kept.

I worked for an oil company most of my adult career.  The nature of my work was such I had to travel a lot at times.  I'd be gone a few days, or weeks, or months, depending on the nature of the work to be done.  My wife had her own business in North Dallas.  When I retired I worked for her for the next ten years.  We got to spend a lot of time together then.

She sold the business and we moved to South Central Texas in 1995.  We did a lot of things together.  We were both active in local Republican politics and I served 12 years as an election judge and my wife served as my clerk.  Still my greatest regret is I did not spend as much time with my wife as I could have.  I had a lot of other interests and I often neglected time with her to go 'dig a post hole' so to speak.  I miss her immensely.

My wife and my sister were close friends most of their lives.  My sister even married a local boy we all knew as a teenager.  The four of us spent many times together before and after marriage.  My wife and sister are buried in a family cemetery about 12 feet apart with room for her husband and me.

So, I say to you husbands out there.  Spend more quality time with your wives.  It is precious time you both will always cherish.