Apr 28 2010
Archive for April, 2010
Apr 27 2010
The “Joy” of Nazi-like Laws in the US
Apr 26 2010
Money For Nothing
The American culture is obsessed with instant wealth. Lotteries, raffles, casinos, even Monopoly at McDonald’s. Other than losing a large part of your paycheck (and increasing in size as you eat fast food at every meal for 30 days for those Monopoly pieces) does it gain you anything? In fact, have you known anyone who has won anything substantial from gambling? The husband of one of our writers on this site won $20,000 from Power Ball in 2002, but nothing since. Yet she says, they still buy tickets for every drawing.
The Idaho Lottery has a raffle starting May 1st. $5.00 ticket gets you a chance at $500,000. Only 300,000 tickets to be sold, and only for two months. You know I’ll be buying a few of these raffle tickets. I buy some at Christmas when they have their million dollar raffle.
Earlier this year Idaho joined the Mega Millions lottery pool. We already do the other multi-state lotteries such as the PowerBall, the Hot Lotto, and the Wild Card 2.
I have no religious opposition to gambling. I think the government secretly encourages it as a recreational form of taxation. The government is complicit in the gambling addiction of the general population. Keep the people poor, offer many chances for addiction (pun intended) and blame the weaklings for playing your games.
Apr 25 2010
Chickens for Check Ups is Better than Blue Cross
…and Doctors love it!
“I’m telling you that this works. You know, before we all started having health care, in the olden days our grandparents, they would bring a chicken to the doctor, they would say I’ll paint your house. I mean, that’s the old days of what people would do to get health care with your doctors. Doctors are very sympathetic people. I’m not backing down from that system.”
Apr 20 2010
April Pancakes and Politics
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Come find out what Tom brings to the Idaho Senate Race and how he will undo all the Crapo stuff we have been developing. Bring your check books as I am sure his campaign needs all the nutrition it can generate at this critical time.
Oh, by the way, this will be our last Pancakes and Politics before the Truman Banquet (May 8th) and one of the last times you can purchase tickets at the reduced price of $35 each, before May 1st.
Remember, Pancakes and Politics is our monthly no-host breakfast club for us Democrats and Progressives. We meet on the last Saturday of every month at Dixie’s diner. We always have great speakers, good food, and great conversation. Come join the fun and meet Tom Sullivan!
As always, come early and stay late! We’ll have the coffee hot!
Apr 19 2010
National Day of Service and Remembrance
The flags few at half staff today around the city. I guess, around the country. President Obama issued a proclamation for a
National Day of Service and Remembrance for Victims and Survivors of Terrorism.
We didn’t get a whole lot of lead time on this, apparently it was done on Friday, April 16th. I heard about it today, and saw the flags being lowered mid-morning (although the proclamation says, “dawn to dusk”). The proclamation:
BY THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
A PROCLAMATION
There is no greater evil than willful violence against innocents. On this National Day of Service and Remembrance for Victims and Survivors of Terrorism, we pause to remember victims of terrorism at home and abroad, we honor the heroes who have supported them, and we redouble our efforts to build the kind of world that is worthy of their legacy.
Fifteen years ago, terrorists bombed the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City, killing over 160 men, women, and children, and injuring hundreds more. Even before the dust settled, heroes had emerged. First responders, medical professionals, clergy, relief organizations, local leaders, and everyday citizens stepped forward to help victims and their families. Again, when terrorists struck on September 11, 2001, and thousands of Americans –- and scores of foreign nationals –perished in New York City, at the Pentagon, and in Shanksville, Pennsylvania, Americans made a historic effort to assist all those affected. The dignity of those who were attacked — and the courage of those who came to their aid — reaffirmed the strength of our Nation, and the human spirit.
Terrorists prey on the innocent and vulnerable, and have nothing to offer except hatred and destruction. No cause justifies their actions, yet they have claimed many victims around the world. Wherever they kidnap or kill, they reveal only their own bankrupt vision, and disrupt or destroy lives. Their actions impact not only their victims, but the families, friends, and fellow citizens of those who are targeted.
Survivors of terrorism and their families, though bound at first by anguish and loss, are united by extraordinary acts of courage, love, faith, and commitment. They have risen against terrorism in the aftermath of the Oklahoma City bombing, the September 11 attacks, and other incidents of violence around the world. They are giving a voice to victims, speaking out against violent and extremist ideologies, easing the suffering of survivors, and helping them heal and hope once more.
Today, let us honor the good works of this inspiring movement that shows us that hope is more powerful than fear, and recognize the sacrifice of extraordinary citizens worldwide who have shown fortitude in the face of unspeakable tragedy.
NOW, THEREFORE, I, BARACK OBAMA, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and the laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim April 19, 2010, as National Day of Service and Remembrance for Victims and Survivors of Terrorism. I call upon all departments, agencies, and instrumentalities of the United States to display the flag of the United States at half staff on this day in honor of the individuals who lost their lives as a result of terrorism. I invite the Governors of the United States and the Commonwealth of Puerto Rico and interested organizations and individuals to join in this observance. I encourage all Americans to observe this solemn day of remembrance with appropriate ceremonies, activities, and acts of community service in memory of the victims and survivors of terrorism worldwide.
IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this sixteenth day of April, in the year of our Lord two thousand ten, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and thirty-fourth.
BARACK OBAMA
I felt the wording to be inspiring. I’m hoping, if he’s intending to do this every year, that there are activities planned. I’d like to participate!
Apr 18 2010
My Real Life Encounter with an Evil Twin
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I stopped by the grocery store to grab a few items before heading out to the farm, and he strolled up to stand right behind me in the self check line.
FAUX News’s finest, Glenn Beck.
Customers gawked as if Jesus himself had graced us with his almighty presence. “Could it really be HIM?”, a woman whispered to her friend. “It looks just like him,” another pointed.
I wanted to leave, but his Beckian gaze locked on to mine and I was overtaken with the uncontrollable urge to Stay Put…resistance was futile.
He clutched an aromatic platter of hot wings. My heart raced and I swallowed hard. I wanted to run, but I was no match for a man twice my size and with his hands full of chicken. What if he lobbed a wing at my forehead, knocked away my common sense, thus rendering me mentally helpless to fight off the forces of Fox News fanaticism? Truly, running and screaming through the aisles was not an option. And anyway, how many of my fellow customers were really just cleverly disguised minions? They’de dogpile me and that would be the end of it.
So I anxiously watched for the next open checkout kiosk, while he peered over my shoulder, examined my armload of items. He pointed to one.
“What’s rice milk?”
Did I dare to not answer? If I engaged him, then he’d think I was ready to join the Fox-family. But if I refused to answer, then there went my chance to enlighten a fellow human about the perils of mindless consumption.
What a quandry.
“Rice milk,” I began, since staying quiet is ultimately not in my nature, “is a healthy alternative to cow’s milk, which is by and large loaded with hormones, antibiotics, and other nasty chemicals that make people resistant to disease treatment such as the condition known as flesh-eating bacteria. The fact is, if you drink too much cow’s milk, you could end up losing your face. Or, since you’re a man, you could grow boobs and lose your erection. Thank goodness for Viagra, right?” I chuckled nervously, and it was his turn to swallow hard.
But, not to be taken down by a female mentioning the “e” word, he braved me again, with a different question.
“How’s Greek yogurt different from normal yogurt?”
And so it went, even after the kiosk nearest us opened. I pulled my purchases across the scanner and he asked questions about every single one. Until his gaze fell upon the 10-pack of D batteries, which made him blush. It was probably cruel to make him wonder, but wouldn’t it have been crueler to inform him that every good blue girl needs a fresh stock of batteries on-hand to keep her satellite radio sparked up and tuned in to liberal talk radio?
“The hot wings are for a group lunch,” he changed the subject. “I forgot all about it until my co-workers showed up with thier food.” Potluck? Glenn Beck? Was he serious?
Aside from my organicy food choices, I was sporting my peace sign shoes, peace sign earrings, ball cap with peace sign button, wearing my “witches are good spellers” tank top that shows off my tattoos and never really hides my bra strap like it should. There was no mistaking my personal statement. It was somewhere between “I love peace” and “mess with me and you mess with the whole trailer park”. But Glenn seemed entirely undaunted by it all. My suspicions grew.
He found an open kiosk just as I was finishing up at mine.
“See ya”, he said.
“Have a fun lunch,” I smiled.
Moments later, in the parking lot, he caught up with me (I’m fast at get-aways, but his legs were long and his purchase time short). The tail lights on my Subaru flashed in response to my key-fob click. So he learned which car was mine, and he smiled at the stickers (more peace signs, pro-health care, etc.). Then he hopped in to his own Subaru and drove off.
Government-haters hate me, too, and the real Glenn Beck would never stand for a casual grocery store chat with something like me. That’s when it dawned on me. This Beckian, who preferred to talk with a hippie rather than bask in the swoons of passersbys who thought he was a celebrity, was not Glenn Beck at all, but instead - his evil twin.
I’m lucky to have escaped. Doppelgangers are generally considered to be extremely dangerous. The original FAUX Newsy Beck goes everywhere armed and dangerous, so it’s anybody’s guess what this evil imposter had locked and loaded in his pocket. Maybe he was packing gum and had intentions to goo up my hair with it. It was only by stealth and quick-thinking that I spared myself any assault. So beware, Idaho friends. Beck’s bad-boy alter ego is out there, stalking our streets, breathing our air, purchasing our bbq chicken wings. The sky’s the limit as to what wickedness may follow in his wrath.
The end.
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Apr 16 2010
So You Want to Secede from the US -
Apr 15 2010
Monthly PFLAG Meeting April 18th
Eastern Idaho Chapter of PFLAG
555 E Street, Idaho Falls
Apr 14 2010