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Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 4, 2020

My 2¢


<I shared a video from The Daily Connoisseur vlog where she shared her opinion on the Super Bowl's half-time show. I have since learned that some vloggers don't wish to have their vlogs shared. I am no longer sharing vlogs nor providing links.>

Can’t say it any more sanely or calmly than this. It really is important to speak up. What in the world will they do next year? Fornicate on stage while children sing? 

Thanks to all those with whom I have been having a conversation about this. Thanks to my friend Diane (who has a private blog) for sending this video link to me. 

Comments are closed today. 



Friday, July 18, 2014

Two Mug Morning

Well this post will only prove that everything around here is subject to change — time of posting for example. 
< insert wry, sheepish grin >



John has just left, kissing me lightly on the forehead as he always does before walking out the door. I thanked him for our time together. It was a two-coffee mug morning while we sat here discussing what God has been showing us, Israel, children on our country's doorstep, and now on New England's. There were some weepy moments and a prayerful attitude. We don't know the answers to all these dilemmas, but we know The One Who does. We have to leave it with Him and do what He says in any given situation. We find our hearts softening even as our resolve hardens. We are no fans of the current administration and think that much of the chaos goes on by intent and design. Yet we know that God Himself is in control.


Watching tv with John is interesting. He makes me laugh (I like gallows humor). Last night, we were watching C-SPAN when someone commented that Honduras has the highest murder rate on the continent. John said, "No, that would be Chicago." Amusing unless one lives there.


We are blessed to live in a relatively calm area of the country. Aside from the difficulties that go on with an imported group of people who have no intention of assimilating, we are "out of the fray." We choose not to subject ourselves to that corner so what was once "ours" has become "theirs."

Scripture asks us this: Can a man take fire in his bosom, and his clothes not be burned? (Proverbs 6:27) I'd add, can a country? Praying for those in responsible positions to make the right choices and praying for the children caught in the middle — it's the best thing we can do. (We also support those whom we trust, write letters, educate ourselves [hence the tears this morning], and make phone calls.) And we are listening for that trumpet! 

I am closing comments today as I do when I discuss anything political. The reason? I don't want anyone to become a target for anybody or thing. It's really that simple. If you have any comments, feel free to email me. 

A blessed day to you...







Wednesday, September 25, 2013

A Cruz


I don't have much energy for blogging today. C-SPAN 2 has been on through the night and until noon today. Thank you, C-SPAN! 

If Ted Cruz was willing to speak up on behalf of his constituents and the *nearly 75%* of all Americans who now realize that 0bamacare has no hope of working and will, in fact, destroy us — is in fact, now destroying us — if he was willing to do that, then the least I could do is stand with him in my simple way. 

We had spent the day yesterday calling our various Senators and Representatives. We've written letters, added our names to polls, done all that we know how to do. It won't change the fact that four out of seven adults in our immediate family are without work. I only hope that I am not bearing witness to the bitter end of this great country. 

My new way of handing political commentary is to close comments and tell you to send me an email if you'd like to chat.

 I'll get back to you after my nap. ☺

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Voting 2012

If you believe the disappointments—if you believe the disappointments in the last few years are a detour and not our destiny, then I'm asking for your vote. ~Mitt Romney
Last night was so beautiful around here. My daughter, who as I've mentioned, has been very active through this political season, had been to a few engagements yesterday (and even had to borrow some of my signs). Well, I'll just show you instead of wasting time on words.


Oh that's not it... This is my daughter and Charlie Summers who is running against a King. Charlie is fiscally responsible and a Conservative whom we'd love to see go to Washington. It would end decades of RINOs from Maine serving there. It is more than time! 


And this is how dear daughter looked at the end of her busy day having just returned my sign to its rightful spot. Think freezing. See that one little rose? Think popsicle. I do believe that it is truly the last rose of the season; although, that rose bush has surprised me all autumn long.























We only have sunsets and these colors in this season of the year. I'm hoping that tonight we'll have another and that, tomorrow night, we'll have another and the night after that... 

Many blessings as you head out to vote — if you live in the U.S.A. 

Monday, October 15, 2012

Monday Morning


So, in the end, I did take time away skipping Mosaic Monday last night and spending a pleasant couple of evenings away from the computer. (Though I'll add a mosaic here today, I won't link because my mosaic is more of a "just documenting" nature.) I visited everyone and gave myself the gift of not commenting; this is much more difficult than it may seem as I comment a lot too much.

The frost came just as we were warned. Hard frost. Killing frost. I brought in pumpkins and plants and wrapped the rosebush. The rest I let go. Not without shedding a tear, but I let them go. The morning glory and the climbing brown-eyed susan are all cleared away with only a memory and a photograph left.


My daughter gave me something new for the garden. A little red, white, and blue something new so I am pleased. 



On Saturday morning, we gathered for the Birthday Breakfast. Though my daughter's birthday had come and gone, she had requested the Saturday morning breakfast because she's in the middle of painting her house trim and hoping to finish this year; she started last. It's a big house and she's done it alone. 

Saturday was windy and cold and so it was very pleasant to gather by 8:30 for a nice warm breakfast. This (birthday breakfasts) is something new for our family, though I can certainly recommend it. 

I served Judy's egg cup recipe from MGCC for the adults and chocolate chip waffles for the grands. We also had English muffins, raisin toast, and raspberry Danish. Orange juice and apple juice and coffee and Earl Grey tea were all served as well. I'd show you a picture of our table except that I didn't think to take a photo until only crumbs were left.

Then it was gift opening time...

 ~cheese~

~game time~


It was funny to watch this little guy ponder what fun things he could do to shake things up a bit.


There was a brief time of bowling...


Later in the evening, the birthday girl came back to show me the boot cuffs. She rolled them, which I thought looked cute, too.

There. Does that tie up all loose ends thus far? Not quite...there is the ongoing work on the garage. John has been challenged in a few ways. More on that another day.

Enjoy this fresh new beginning of a week and don't forget to get your note cards ready!

Friday, August 31, 2012

My Thoughts on the Tampa Convention

I remember watching the 1968 Democrat Convention. Say! That was exciting. Fighting in the streets and burly policemen with billy clubs. I'm not sure what was really going on except for good old-fashioned politics and Chicago thuggery. I do know that it had been a horrific year with both Martin Luther King Jr. and Robert Kennedy being assassinated within a short time of each other. It was a time of unrest and protests in the streets. Even worse times than these and, quite frankly, these are some of the worst times I've lived through. Still I feel a little better and brighter this morning.

Conventions have all been less exciting since, but this convention is one of the tamest I've seen, despite what I'm reading in the news and online about the president being beaten up.

So no one can say that I didn't tell you who I am, I am a Conservative and an Evangelical Christian, but not in that order. I bring this up in light of Rick Santorum's speech on Wednesday evening when he said: "The only Evangelical Christian running this year is Barack Obama." Yes, well, hmmmm. It may be that I am a size four Super Model, too. The point that Mr. Santorum was making is that Mitt Romney's faith should not have anything to do with his running for office. I would agree with that. The only time I'd disagree is if a radical muslim were running for office or a nazi or a skinhead or a ku klux klan member or a terrorist or...

My first impression of the Convention then is the tameness of it. Tame.

The second impression is the fact that the Republican women who have spoken are amazing. They're bright, articulate, and passionate. I had never heard Nikki Haley speak nor Mia Love.

~Mia Love~

Mia said this: President Obama’s version of America is a divided one, often pitting us against each other based on our income level, gender, and social status. His policies have failed us. We're not better off than we were four years ago and no rhetoric, bumper sticker or Hollywood campaign ad can change that.

I nearly stood up and cheered in my own living room. This resonates strongly with me. With so many people unemployed, losing their homes, and struggling with the high cost of living, I know that I am not alone.

Condoleeza Rice was very clear with these words: The world knows that when a nation loses control of its finances, it eventually loses control of its destiny.

When talking with a friend a few days ago, we decided that if everyone had children and grandchildren they would not be so willing to pass along 17 trillion dollars in debt to them. We would all have the courage to fix it now in our own generation. We would do the right thing.

I enjoyed hearing Paul Ryan's speech last night before last. I don't know all that much about him, though I like what I am seeing and hearing so far. I liked the respect and love he has for his mother; I liked his talking about caring for his grandmother with Alzheimer's. I especially liked these parts of his speech:

It all started off with stirring speeches, Greek columns, the thrill of something new. Now all that’s left is a presidency adrift, surviving on slogans that already seem tired, grasping at a moment that has already passed, like a ship trying to sail on yesterday’s wind.

College graduates should not have to live out their 20s in their childhood bedrooms, staring up at fading Obama posters and wondering when they can move out and get going with life. Everyone who feels stuck in the Obama economy is right to focus on the here and now. And I hope you understand this too, if you’re feeling left out or passed by: You have not failed, your leaders have failed you. 

My favorite speaker of all was Artur Davis on Tuesday evening who gave a wonderful speech, well crafted and beautifully delivered. You can find his speech in its entirety at You Tube if you'd like to hear it for the first time or listen again. Mr. Davis voted for the president in 2008. This is what he said in part:

Now, America is a land of second chances, and I gather you have room for the estimated 6 million of us who know we got it wrong in 2008 and who want to fix it.

Maybe we should have known that night in Denver that things that begin with plywood Greek columns and artificial smoke typically don't end well.
Maybe the Hollywood stars and the glamour blinded us a little: you thought it was the glare, some of us thought it was a halo.

He ended with these words:

Ladies and gentlemen, there are Americans who are listening to this speech tonight who haven't always been with you, and I want you to let me talk -- just to them - for a moment.

I know how loaded up our politics is with anger and animosity, but I have to believe we can still make a case over the raised voices.

There are Americans who voted for the president, but who are searching right now, because they know that their votes didn't build the country they wanted.
To those Democrats and independents whose minds are open to argument: listen closely to the Democratic Party that will gather in Charlotte and ask yourself if you ever hear your voice in the clamor.

Ask yourself if these Democrats still speak for you.

When they say we have a duty to grow government even when we can't afford it, does it sound like compassion to you -- or recklessness?

When you hear the party that glorified Occupy Wall Street blast success; when you hear them minimize the genius of the men and women who make jobs out of nothing, is that what you teach your children about work?

When they tell you America is this unequal place where the powerful trample on the powerless, does that sound like the country your children or your spouse risked their lives for in Iraq or Afghanistan?

Do you even recognize the America they are talking about? And what can we say about a house that doesn't honor the pictures on its walls?

John F. Kennedy asked us what we could do for America. This Democratic Party asks what can government give you. Don't worry about paying the bill, it's on your kids and grandkids.

Bill Clinton took on his base and made welfare a thing you had to work for; this current crowd guts the welfare work requirement in the dead of night.

Bill Clinton, Jack Kennedy and Lyndon Johnson reached out across the aisle and said meet me in the middle; but their party rammed through a healthcare bill that took over one-sixth of our economy, without accepting a single Republican idea, without winning a single vote in either house from a party whose constituents make up about 50 percent of the country.

You know, the Democrats used to have a night when they presented a film of their presidential legends: if they do it in Charlotte, the theme song should be this year's hit, "Somebody That I Used to Know."

My fellow Americans, when great athletes falter, their coaches sometimes whisper to them "remember who you are." It's a call to their greatness at a moment when their bodies and spirit are too sapped to remember their strength.

This sweet, blessed, God-inspired place called America is a champion that has absorbed some blows.

But while we bend, we don't break.

This is no dark hour; this is the dawn before we remember who we are.


***

As for last night's speeches... As stated, I am feeling brighter and better this morning. Mr. Romney was not my first choice. I didn't feel as if I knew much about him. After his wife's speech, I knew that she loved him and that's always good and I knew that they had worked hard to get where they are today and, yes, success is a good thing.

I have been dismayed beyond words by the current president's attack on business and successful men and women. This leveling of the playing field baloney that has been going on has been an all out assault on the American way of life. We all deserve an opportunity, but what we do with our opportunity is entirely up to the individual. The good thing is that there are second chances. I hope so as many of us must start building from the ground up again after this past four years.

The "speech" by Clint Eastwood was comical and left some wondering. We laughed and appreciated it for what it was: A Little Chat with An Empty Chair An Empty Suit. When his voice cracked for the 23 million unemployed Americans, I understood his being there very well.

Marco Arubio [Hahahahahahaha...that would be Rubio] would have been my choice for vice-president so it goes without saying that I so appreciated his speech, his comedic timing, and his love of this country. (ETA in 2019: I hope that this guy never gets anywhere near the White House.)

The third impression is this...LOVE of this country, its values and ideals, and LOVE for its people. I see that in the Romney/Ryan team.


It’s the genius of the American free enterprise system – to harness the extraordinary creativity and talent and industry of the American people with a system that is dedicated to creating tomorrow’s prosperity rather than trying to redistribute today’s.

That is why every president since the Great Depression who came before the American people asking for a second term could look back at the last four years and say with satisfaction: “you are better off today than you were four years ago.”

Except Jimmy Carter. And except this president.

This president can ask us to be patient.

This president can tell us it was someone else’s fault.

This president can tell us that the next four years he’ll get it right.

But this president cannot tell us that YOU are better off today than when he took office.


To the majority of Americans who now believe that the future will not be better than the past, I can guarantee you this: if Barack Obama is re-elected, you will be right.

and finally...


Everywhere I go in America, there are monuments that list those who have given their lives for America. There is no mention of their race, their party affiliation, or what they did for a living. They lived and died under a single flag, fighting for a single purpose. They pledged allegiance to the UNITED States of America.

That America, that united America, can unleash an economy that will put Americans back to work, that will once again lead the world with innovation and productivity, and that will restore every father and mother’s confidence that their children’s future is brighter even than the past.

That America, that united America, will preserve a military that is so strong, no nation would ever dare to test it.

That America, that united America, will uphold the constellation of rights that were endowed by our Creator, and codified in our Constitution.

That united America will care for the poor and the sick, will honor and respect the elderly, and will give a helping hand to those in need.

That America is the best within each of us. That America we want for our children.
UIf I am elected President of these United States, I will work with all my energy and soul to restore that America, to lift our eyes to a better future. That future is our destiny. That future is out there. It is waiting for us. Our children deserve it, our nation depends upon it, the peace and freedom of the world require it. And with your help we will deliver it. Let us begin that future together tonight.


~Mitt Romney


I have been back and forth on whether comments would be open today. I've concluded that having no comments takes everyone off the hook. If you'd like to comment on anything here, feel free to email. You know where I am!

*****

ETA on January 1, 2019... though I wish that we could have avoided a second term for President 0bama, I am profoundly grateful that Mitt Romney never became president and that Paul Ryan did not become vice-president. IMHO, they are men of low character, very low character. My opinions have changed so much since 2012. I want nothing to do with them and the many other RINOs who hold office. And I am sorry that I ever wrote this post in support of them.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Not Again!



I've committed yet another commenter error. What now this time you're probably thinking. Well, I've made a comment on a dear blogging bud's post and an anonymous commenter attacked her for my comment. Did you know that that can happen? It can. Readers sometimes judge us for what our visitors say in response to our posts.

This caused some name calling on the part of the anonymous commenter and an attack on my verbiage. Seems that the A.C. thinks that anyone who believes differently from her is a dolt, completely unenlightened. Apparently, she also believes that only her opinion should be expressed. Sigh. There is no way to intelligently discuss any topic with such people.

Now I did learn something about my own commenting behavior once again. I learned that I was guilty of attaching my opinion to another's post. That should be reserved for my own blog where commenters can attack me for my opinions instead of my readers' opinions.

My apologies to my blogging friend for my not saving the comments, which might be considered by some to be insensitive, for my own blog. (She, my blogging friend, handled this little tempest beautifully.)

However, I do not apologize to her anonymous commenter. In fact, I'd like to address Anonymous directly:
Dear Anonymous One,

The world is a big place and one day you will discover that someone equally as intelligent as you, equally as educated as you, equally as spiritual as you, equally as caring as you, equally as wonderful as you in every possible aspect will believe the exact opposite as you do. (I hope that you don't marry him.) And when you discover this, you will realize that every little thing is not true just because you think it.

Why did I bring this up? Why not and why else — so we could all learn something. I used to think, and not so very long ago, that I had to be longsuffering with these types of commenters. I used to have several of them lurking around in the shadows, but I have learned that I can dispatch them and I do not hesitate to do so today.

My advice to them is this: You are welcome to comment when you can enter into an intelligent conversation where you allow variety of opinion. Otherwise, don't let the door hit you where the...

And when I read *this* devotional from April 1, 2010 at Our Daily Bread, I positively cheered. About time and thank.you.very.much.

Today, I felt the liberty to post as I have and, in case you think I'm having a bad day, you're wrong! I'm having a great day!

You go and have a great one as well... (that means you, too, Anonymous!)

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P.S. Just a reminder...this blog no longer accepts anonymous commenters due to an incredible deluge of spam. Have always despised that stuff...


Saturday, June 27, 2009

Outraged...Oh yes I am!

Political Commentary Ahead...consider yourself warned.

"If the American People are not outraged by this, they never will be."
~Congressman John Shadegg

What is that? Congress passed a Global Warming Bill (often referred to as the "Cap and Trade" Bill, which amounts to a tax on utilities) that Congressmen and women could not possibly have read. Why? Because an unethical Speaker of the House filed an additional three hundred pages to a 1200 page bill (loosely defined...no specifics...we're.all.in.so.much.trouble.if.this.thing.passes.the.Senate) at three in the morning yesterday. Three in the morning!!!!! The vote happened at approximately seven last night. Our rights as property owners, vehicle owners, virtually any rights we now hold will be in the hands of an out-of-control government.

Oh yes, Nancy Pelosi is one wily, sneaky, unethical politician. She deserves every bit of the scathing criticism that she will certainly receive for this one. May the people of California see fit to remove her from office at the earliest opportunity.

The American people, through a constant flooding of the phone lines, voted 20 to 1 against this bill and still this rogue Congress approved it. Despicable. I am ashamed of all those Democrats who allowed their arms to be twisted by unconstitutional treachery. And I am appalled by the eight Republicans who voted for this bill. If this group of eight Republicans had voted against this bill... Who are they?

1. Mary Bono Mack-California
2. Mike Castle-Deleware
3. Mark Kirk-Illinois
4. Leonard Lance-New Jersey
5. Frank LoBiondo-New Jersey
6. John McHugh-New York
7. David Reichert-Washington
8. Chris Smith-New Jersey

Hope that they're voted out at the earliest opportunity as well.

“This is the biggest job killing bill that’s ever been on the floor of the House of Representatives. Right here, this bill,” said House Minority Leader John Boehner. “And I don’t think that’s what the American people want.” Source

Outraged? Yes, I am mad as I can be and I am not going to take this anymore without comment. May you comment? Sure. Email me. ;>