How Do You Like to Serve Your Weasel, Anyway?

I am looking for a good recipe for weasel. Nothing too fried, I have to watch my cholesterol, you know. The reason that I ask is because I have found a perfectly good weasel, and I don't know what to do with it. You can follow this link and see for yourself. Let me know what you think. http://johnziegler.sitenewsonline.com/inc/rdr.asp?8138___091018202512___http://www.mediaite.com/online/why-david-keene-threatened-to-punch-me-at-wcpac/ I love John Zeigler. He asks the questions that any person with a half an ounce of sense would ask. He also asks it in a clever way that drips with irony. I watched the video of his Constitutional Rights being trampled outside Katie Couric's "award" for being so unbiased in her interview with Sarah Palin. I saw the interview, and it was to journalism as Jeffrey Dahmer was to cooking shows. Answer: a disgusting exercise, that should be illegal. I hope that by following this, you can see the way that his rights were blatantly tossed aside. I love the double speak when the Nazi-esque rent-a cop tells him that he cannot do it because he isn't a journalist, then makes him stand in the area designated for journalists! I am certain the ACLU will be attending to his violated rights, also. Any minute now. Yep. Here they come. Just you wait and see. In. your. dreams. So anyway, after watching a person's basic rights get trampled in the name of journalistic integrity,my irony meter was off the charts. I am officially boggled. Can you imagine the uproar if say-Micheal Moore- was pseudo arrested, assaulted, and generally frog-marched away like John Zeigler was? Of course they would have to be stout to drag Mr. Moore any where, but you get the idea. At what point in your life does all common sense leave the building? I learned this when I was working for the happiest retailer on the planet- some people should never ever be in charge of anything. Speaking of weasel and tasty recipes for them, near where I live we have had a couple of police officers who have been terminated for having sex with an eighteen year old female. Not at the same time, of course, but the same woman. The newspaper was full of stories about the Officer pleading for his job, and asking for leniency. These are the same officers who are supposed to uphold the law? Fire them, do it quickly, then sue them for the money they were paid from the time they had sex with this woman. And speaking of which, I have no idea who this person is, but I can't help but think there should be a warning label printed on her somewhere. Seriously. Too bad Slick Willie doesn't need a member in his secret service detail. It sounds like these two would fit right in there without missing a beat, what do you think? Click on the link I have to Mr. Zeigler, and give some serious thought to your Constitutional Rights. You'll thank me later.

Demonize the Word, Maybe THAT will Make it Untrue

I muddled my way through an interview of B.O.'s. He is not too fast on the answers when it isn't scripted, is he? As he tried not to make too big a mess of things (good luck with that) I listened to the talking points that he tried to reiterate. The only clear thing that I took away from his "off the cuff" remarks is that he doesn't like FOX because they have an agenda. When I picked my jaw up from my feet, I laughed at the hypocrisy of his statement. So is our first foreign born President in over one hundred years trying to insinuate that CNN, MSNBC, ABC, CBS, and NBC do not have an agenda? Seriously? Don't pee on my feet and tell me it's raining, okay? Wasn't it those other stellar media outlets that broke the fake service records of President Bush with un-abandoned glee? And how long did they wait until they were forced to retract the story? There you go. I am reminded of a line from Die Hard 2 when John Amos's character tells John McClain that he is an A**hole, he's just John McClain's kind of A**hole. I get the feeling that any time now, B.O. will be stamping his feet in irritation because the folks over at FOX just won't seem to realize and acknowledge that this guy knows much more than any of us ever will, and we should just rely on him to make all of our decisions for us. Socialism, anyone? I also enjoy listening to the liberal rebuttal. No one made more of a spectacle about George W. Bush's slim margin of victory than every liberal media outlet in America. Yet, when the State of Florida allowed the media access to the ballots through their Sunshine Laws, and the vote was in fact not hijacked by the left, you never heard a peep about it, did you? Nope, not one. I guess the truth didn't fit in with their plans, did it? I keep looking at the definition of Socialism. I don't like the direction that this guy is taking us, and I look forward to the next National Election with unchecked glee. Register to vote. Do it now, before you forget. You'll thank me later.

Jimmy Carter Was the Worst President in Modern Times, and Other Random Observations

Jimmy Carter was to the United States Presidency as duct tape is to vegetable soup: useless. I got a hair splitting email from someone who actually defended him. Yikes. This person also tried to tell me that B.O. was not foreign born. You have heard this word before. Whatever. Until someone shows me a birth certificate that matches the issue numbers for his date of birth, I still know where his sister was born, but not so much the President that ACORN fraud bought. I am too cynical to believe that the furor made over John McCain being born in the Panama Canal wasn't the early conditioning to get sheep used to the idea of a President who is Constitutionally barred from holding the office. But then, what does it matter where the socialist came from, the problem is what to do with him now that we are stuck with him? I have been watching him as he goes about the business of paying for the political favors he bought. With four out of five brothers and a brother in law or two in the military, you can imagine the enthusiasm for the assault on the "don't ask, don't tell" policies. Having B.O. as Commander-in- Chief is something like having a pig run a butcher shop. The pig's first instinct would be to disable the shop wouldn't it? Well, get ready, because with all of the asinine rules of engagement the military is forced to use, the shop is being disabled. Do not engage in military action that you do not intend to win. You would think that is a no-brainer, wouldn't you? But Johnson was the first that I saw engage in this particular suicide, and I haven't been disappointed by a democrat since then. Who can forget slick willie's "wag the dog" moment when the testimony from his received "she had sex with me, I didn't have sex with her" was released. We shelled some stupid ineffectual country for about two minutes, then went back to wondering how someone could get away with being so stupid and still be in office. Of course, I was told that it was 1) untrue-which turned out to be a lie, thanks to a bizarre desire to hang on to the evidence 2) not a big deal, because it was only perjury about sex-which is still perjury the last time that I checked. Imagine if a Republican tried to get away with that. Oh wait, wasn't there a Senator who was ridden out on a rail for that very thing, by the media? Now, what was his name.......? At any rate, perjury is perjury, which may explain why slick willie has the proud distinction of being one of the few disbarred ex-presidents we have. 3) is my all time favorite-Europeans laugh at us and think it is no big deal. Sex is sex over there, we should be as open minded as they are. Uh huh. They also have a different idea of hygiene and need the United States' Military every time something bad happens to them. But hey, why not use them as a role model? I can only hope that B.O. won't be the worst President we've ever been saddled with, but it looks like he's giving it the old college try. I have a countdown on this blog for the next National election. Register now, so we can overcome the voter fraud and wrong direction this country is in. As a personal hero-Ronald Reagan -asked "Are you better off now then when he took office?" Record high unemployment and other internal mismanagements of the economy point to no for many in this country. Remember that in the next election, and don't let another one get stolen. You'll thank me later.

Leave My Insurance Alone Until You Fix AMTRAK

I was considering taking a trip to visit my good friend in Chicago last week. I didn't want to drive so I took a look at the train schedule, since AMTRAK has a station close to here. I ended up not going because of all the double speak at AMTRAK. Now, had I known a month ago that I would be interested in taking a spur of the moment trip, I would be all set. But to just get on a train and ride for a little while to see my friend was -in the words of one of my favorite people- cost prohibitive. In English, that means it was way too flippin' expensive to even consider. I stayed home. Not only was the trip ridiculously over priced, but the train was 90 minutes late on every stop until it arrived in Chicago almost four hours late. And these are the people who want to take charge of my insurance? No thank you. I think they should leave it be until they can make the train show up when they say it will, and not charge me the arm of my first born to go somewhere. But back to health care. I have read the proposal that B.O. endorses. That alone is like having Ted Bundy do ads for your dating service. It took me two days to muck through it, and they still won't give me all the answers to my questions. When I called Senator Bayh's office about it, they never got back to me. He must still be in a snit over not getting the Veep nod. Oh well. But no one has contacted me, by phone or otherwise, and I don't like it when the government won't let me see what they are talking about. If it smells crooked, and sounds crooked, chances are, I better stock up on condoms by the time this thing is ready, because I bet I am about to be screwed. Call your elected officials. Demand to see the plan that they are working on with real numbers and figures. Don't let them get away with another flim-flam job, remember, they work for us. And if you are planning on a trip and don't want to drive, reconsider the whole train idea; you'll thank me later.

Liar Liar Pants on Fire

Why is it that the biggest private employer in the United States of America cannot offer decent insurance to its employees? Would it cut into the millions that it makes every week? Or would it just be the right thing to do and therefore impossible? In recent months the retail giant-that-cares has received gobs of unflattering publicity for the insurance that it offers to its associates. I have seen this insurance up close and can tell you that it isn't that good. How many people can afford to have three thousand dollars just sitting around waiting for the deductible to be met? Not many making Walmart wages, I can tell you that. Why doesn't Walmart shop their insurance to local insurance companies? Why don't they take bids from the people in their own communities that sell insurance and see what the best deal is for their 100+ associates? Does it make too much sense? Would it really benefit the local businesses that receive the and then benefit the rest of the community? It seems to me that instead of handing out one thousand dollars here, and five hundred dollars there, Walmart could do something that would benefit everyone. The associates would have people fighting to give them the best deal on insurance, and some lucky company would have an instant pool of over one hundred clients. Sounds like a win-win to me. But the odds of this happening are slightly more than MSNBC admitting that they have a bias, so I'm not holding my breath. Speaking of holding my breath, I am still waiting on someone to get back to me on why there is never anyone in the section of the store that I am shopping that can help me. I have gone so far as to step behind the counter to mix my own paint. No one stopped me. Heck, no one even passed by me, much less asked me what I was doing. I just took my paint up to the counter and paid for it. Come to think of it, I should have gotten an employee discount, huh? At any rate, remember this when you have to make a decision to shop somewhere. Ask yourself if this is this the sort of company that you want to support with your money? You'll thank me later.

Divorce Is Big Business

I am attending a divorce seminar that will "vastly improve my day to day relationship with my former marital partner." Sure it will. And in the meantime, it makes the company running it about $400 bucks. I am looking at the other people paying this "divorce tax" along with me. There looks to be about a dozen of us, and at four hundred a throw, that is a pretty nice chunk of change. Wouldn't you like to make five thousand dollars every three months for an hours' time? I would love to know what the overhead is on this and how they split up what can only be pure profit. I cannot wait to see what the pearls of wisdom that will drip from this forced lecture series. I can only hope that some of the life wisdom will explain to me what I should do about the over four thousand dollars that my ex stole from my children's savings account. I know it isn't any Jon and Kate sort of numbers, but considering what all I went without to make sure that my children had money for their education, it kind of irritates me to think that I only financed some one's adulterous lifestyle for a few months, instead. Of course, in the town that I live in, the ex used to roll odometers at his job. I thought it was a felony until his attorney explained that it isn't-not that he ever did it, of course. But if you want to see the copies that he made so he could blackmail his former employer, let me know and I'll be happy to email them to you. I have sent them to the Chief of Police, the Indiana Attorney General's Office, and several others. And the responses to this have been none, nada, zip. Probably because so many of the Officers in this town were busy having sex with a teenager while they were on duty. Nice huh? And not that I don't have a stack of copies that the ex used to make sure he got a "severance" package when he left his old job. But again, odometer tampering is not a crime in Indiana. The chief of Police even took copies of the information, and as of today, no charges have been filed. For those of you keeping score at home, that's small town bs 1-justice 0. There is a company that also does business here in Indiana. It's called the Northeastern Center, and try as I might. I cannot find out how much this private company made last year in profits. If anyone has that information, do please send it on to me. I would love to know. it seems to me that any company that is the right hand of a small town government is dwarfed into being a part of that small town government. I'll give an example. Let's say that a couple raise their children in the Catholic Church, even sending their children to Catholic school. Would it be a stretch then to think that the couple agrees with the teachings of that particular church? Or is one of the parents obsessed with manifestations of right and wrong? What does that mean? If you ever wonder why our society is going to hell, look no further than a court system that allows a man to steal every penny from his children to finance his affair with a coworker, then does nothing to protect the children or their assets. Ask your elected officials why this is, if you get an answer you can thank me later. ***** This is for the "person" who sent me an anonymous email, telling me that I sounded bitter, irrational, and that was probably why these things had happened to me. I thank you for taking the time out of what must be a thriving psychiatry practice to diagnose me from the several paragraphs that I wrote. It must be incredibly rewarding to help so many people with your astounding gifts. My Only question would be why you haven't been awarded some sort of prize for your ability to read a few hundred words and instantly be able to sum up an entire situation. You are an amazing person, whose talents are being wasted. Thank you so much for your opinion, I only wish I had been able to give it the proper respect it deserved. Alas, I just bought some Charmin this week, and I don't need anything else to wipe my behind with. But, Thanks!!!!*******

Where Are You When We Need You, Ronald Reagan?

Ronald Reagan was great. In my own humble opinion, he was the greatest President we have ever had, besides Abraham Lincoln. And since Lincoln was before my time, my vote goes to Mr. Reagan. He had such a strong sense of patriotism, it's hard to believe that he was from California. How that state had the good sense to elect him governor amazes me. This is a country that is proud of Mayors who refuse to let Military recruiters do their job. Nice. But back to Mr. Reagan. He had a wicked sense of humor, and he was so personable that even the notoriously left leaning media had a hard time saying anything about him. I'll forgive him those chimpanzee movies to the idea that everyone has to eat, and just explain why I think he was so cool. Regardless of what anyone may think of her-he loved his wife, Nancy Reagan. I have a relative who loves to quote from a rumor mongering tabloid style "journalist". It's funny how no one else ever remembers things like that isn't it? But back to Mr. Reagan. He had a vision for the United States of America and nothing was going to sway that. He wanted us to be the top of the line again, and with his leadership, it happened. The pathetic leadership of the former administration's inept handling of the Iran hostage situation is all that needs to be said about that guy. Ronald Reagan came in shootin' so to speak, and put this country back on the right path. I will go to my grave believing that he bluffed the former Soviet Union in to bankruptcy. And he never got a Nobel Prize, did he? If stopping the threat of nuclear war isn't worthy, than I guess, it is better off with some foreign born pretender to the throne, isn't it? Especially one that has done so much with the office already. I guess getting the Olympics to Chicago as repayment for favors must be a bigger deal than I thought. But back to one of my heroes. I have a friend who complains that the deficit skyrocketed while Reagan was in office. My reply to that is that at least we got our money's worth. What price would you put on removing the threat of annihilation? And I believe he was the first president to start the conversation about the deficit. He is also the only president that I have heard discussed in terms of doing away with the term limits on holding that particular office. If the media hadn't scraped together every piece of mumbo jumbo on the Contras (can you say much ado about nothing?) I believe that Ronald Reagan would have served twelve years in the White House. Oh well. Keep an eye on the count down on this blog. That's set for the next election in this country-providing of course that ACORN doesn't steal another one-when hopefully, we can begin to take our Country back. Register to vote if you haven't yet. You'll thank me later.

I love watching the unchecked glee that the media is showing over the dissention in the RNC, don't you? I would almost think that they are on the same team as the liberals, but that cannot be, can it? I mean, they are a completely independent organization without any bias or political leanings, aren't they? That is what they keep telling me, isn't it? Of course, they seem to forget all that glee when their chosen one steps on his........ own foot again. And again. Can you imagine how much digging they would have done if G W Bush had been a member and supporter of an organization that perpetuated voter fraud? They would still be digging up crap all these months later. Or if that failed, they would be making it up out of nothing. It's not like they haven't done that, is it? But enough finger pointing. I am so thankful that there are people with nothing better to do than to examine the fonts in a made up memo. I also love watching a reporter who is married to a very liberal person explain to me that there is no bias in anything that
their comic drawing husband writes. My Dad had an expression that I use more than I thought I would: Don't pee on my feet and tell me it's raining. I'll be watching the next few months with more unchecked glee as B.O. has to begin paying back all the political favors he has promised. It will be curious to see how the main stream media assures me that he is still in touch with the average person. Of course, experience must not count for much, I have touched on the fact that my thirteen year old has more school experience than B.O has political experience before. With that in mind, here are others with more experience than the current dufus on Pennsylvania Avenue. Bob Graham, the Senator from Florida has more experience than B.O. Senator Graham was an excellent Governor of Florida. He actually spent time during his campaign for Governor doing real every day jobs that his constituents did. He paved roads, he waited tables. He is great. Can you picture B.O. stooping to something like that? He's too busy looking down his nose at us fools who still cling to our guns and religion. I can tell you right now, if someone tries to break into my house, I won't sit down and reason with them like B. O. wants to do with our enemies. I won't try to see things from their perspective as he constantly tells me I need to do. Nope. I won't apologize for what I have earned through my hard work and offer to give them half. No sir. I will use the .38 I have for just that purpose and see if the person breaking into my home is ready to sacrifice everything for a few appliances and some jewelry. I bet they aren't. Hang on to your weapons of self defense and the ammunition you need to use them. Don't let a Socialist regime take away one of your God given Constitutional Rights. You'll thank me later.

Not Enough Fridays In A Week

I love my job. I truly do. I get the opportunity to talk with people and eight times out of ten, I get to help them with their problems. Which isn't to say that I don't have a lot of excitement in my job. A few months ago I had an appointment with a couple in the country out by where I live. The address is out in the middle of no where, and since I do not have what is known as a sense of direction, I wasn't sure if I was at the right address for my appointment. I was just getting ready to call the gentleman when someone stepped out of his barn, covered in blood from forehead to feet. Not a smear or two, but soaked right through covered in blood. The woman that came out behind him was just as bloody. I could actually see the headline in my mind : WOMAN MISSING-POLICE BAFFLED!! I locked my car door and picked up my phone. At first he looked puzzled. Then he said, "Are you Milissa?" I didn't care if he knew my name, better safe than sorry. I said, "Maybe." He was still puzzled as he looked at me until he glanced down at himself and said, "Oh, honey, you're okay. We had a cow break a leg in the field and we had to butcher it. You're okay, come on out." I made sure that my phone was all set to dial 911 and that the signal was strong. I stepped out of the car and his wife apologized for the mess. They asked if it was okay to have the meeting right there and I told them that was fine. Frankly, I didn't want to go inside any building with them. Again, better safe than sorry. I ended up taking care of what they needed, and have even seen them a couple times when they weren't looking like extras from Friday the Thirteenth part XXIII-Jason Runs out of Stupid People to Kill and we always laugh about the first time we met. But there are times when Friday cannot get here fast enough. My brother always tells me that Friday is just a phone call away, but I have this silly work ethic that keeps me from just setting around. Plus I haven't been able to figure out a way to pay bills without money. If I do, I'll let you know and you can thank me later.

I Lie Because I Care

I got an interesting email from someone who has followed this blog for a while. He was offended because, by my definition, he is a miserable liar who will burn in hell some day for cheating on his girlfriend. His defense-if you can call it that-is that she doesn't tell him everything that she does, and he knows that if he told her this, it would only hurt her feelings. My suggestion to him was that perhaps he should reexamine his desire for a monogamous relationship, because if he is kissing someone else(not sex he told me) or doing anything else with another person that he wouldn't want his girlfriend to know about then he is either A) not as committed to this relationship as he says he is or B) a lying cheating weasel without the moral fiber God gave a turnip. I am leaning towards B but please don't tell him I said so. I have believed that cheating is on the upswing for a long time. I know three people who have never cheated on someone they were with. Three. Everyone else I know seems to think that it isn't cheating if you don't do certain things, or if you only do them at certain times. Riiiight. I am single, and plan on being that way for just about the next forty years, but if I were in what I thought was a monogamous relationship,only to discover that he had a different definition of monogamous, some one's head would roll. I am not kidding. There is a reason that people have guns and shovels, and I suppose my neck is just red enough to want to do something about being cheated on. Which isn't to say that it doesn't happen. I have ended a long relationship with someone because I did not realize that he had an attraction to what I believe is another man. At least I think it's a man until a Doctor tells me otherwise. But that's a blog for another day. Back to the subject of lying and cheating. Don't do it, okay? If the temptation to be with someone other than the person you have committed yourself to is that strong, be a man-or woman- sack up and tell the person you are involved with what is going on. Maybe you are so wonderful that your partner will stick around while you sort your feelings out. True love conquers all, right? Or, maybe, you will save someone from having to be tested for HIV and other gifts that keep on giving. Either way, you'll thank me later.