I Believe

I believe that b.o. stole the last election.  I know that the states with voter i.d. laws all elected Romney.  Eric Holder fought a long battle to keep states from having those laws, anyone want to guess why?  I also think that the G.O.P. won't do anything about it. That useless Boehner does not have the testicular fortitude for the job at hand.
I believe that raising taxes at this time is fiduciary suicide.  Even the loser in the oval office said that you don't raise taxes during a recession.  Did he believe that then, when he said it?  Would someone please remind him.
I believe that if obamacare is actually allowed to become the law of the land, we are going to have death panels so fast, your grandma's head will spin.  I think that liberals in general and b.o. specifically have no belief that life is precious.  He had said once that he wouldn't want one of his daughters "burdened" with an unwanted pregnancy.  Considering that they both look like his Yeti wife- I cannot imagine either of them having sex with anything outside of a battery operated device. Speak the truth and shame the devil, as my Grandmother would say.
I believe that if the msm was doing its job, we would know more about the September Eleventh slaughter of our Ambassador in Libya.  I believe that they purposefully withheld information then, in order to get their boy elected.  Anything they say about it now is too little, too late.
I believe that unions could very well be the end of our economy.  I love twinkies.  I love those chocolate cupcakes with the unfortunate name.  I believe that unions destroy more jobs than they have ever "protected" and don't think they serve a useful purpose.
I believe that with the two most recent tragedies involving guns that the liberals will race to exploit these deaths.  Guns don't kill people.  Crazy people with access to guns do.  If you want to blame anyone, blame the people around those two nut jobs for not alerting the authorities.
I believe that the G.O.P. had better start listening to the conservative side of the party before we break off and take over the entire thing.  I don't want deals with the current administration.  I want fiscal sanity and an end to the deficit spending.  I cannot write checks when I have no money to back them up.  I believe the federal government should be the same way.
I believe in term limits.  I would love to know how Harry Reid was able to dump his stocks in solar energy right before we found out that Solyndra was a great big giant reach around.  If it's illegal for Martha Stewart to participate in insider trading- it ought to be illegal for all of us.
I believe that the elected officials should participate in obamacare, the same as the rest of us.  I believe that people in nursing homes should have access to the same great care  that the prisoners receive in prison.  And for the same price.  Think about it, you'll thank me later.

A Loose Definition of "Celebrity"

I don't watch reality television. Truth be told, I don't really watch television.  Four years ago, I realized that the only thing I did watch was Dexter and Monk, and so I quit my television habit, cold turkey.  I don't miss it very often, with exceptions like wanting to watch the debates.  One of the biggest reasons that  don't miss television is reality programming.
I hate the television writers for going on strike and making the networks see that they could still fill the programming with reality television.  I don't care who is on Survivor. I can spot a Kardashian by their excessive makeup and scanty clothing.  I don't care who is married to whom for twenty minutes, nor do I care that they prostituted themselves to pay for it.  If I want reality programming, I watch the news.  It seems pretty real, more so than following some person who is only famous for being famous.
I don't care about their plastic surgeries, although Kenny Rogers and Bruce Jenner have drifted into that asexual-what the heck were they thinking, do their ears meet in the back?- look.  Creepy.
I wish that someone would muzzle celebrity children as well.  I pray that Micheal Jackson's "children" have had their five minutes of fame and that they drift into wealthy obscurity very soon.  I think that Micheal Jackson abused children, I really do.  There were too many accusations that were paid off and hushed up for there not to be something to the stories.  As the saying goes "where there is smoke there is fire."  So now, I don't think that he will be grooming these purchased children.  But the idea of letting a fourteen year old girl have access to the media simply amazes me.  She is still a child, albeit a wealthy one.  Where are their Mothers?  It's crazy!
Another celebrity child that I grew tired of quickly is the daughter of Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown. I don't care if she is engaged, married or missing.  Engaged at eighteen to he step relative puts me in mind of some of my people from Kentucky, but I guess it's only inbreeding when you are Southern.  To quote one of my favorite movies ever, " Poor people are crazy. I'm eccentric."  Hooking up with your step anything is crazy. Doesn't matter how large your trust fund is, that is crazy.
But if the media would stop making these people instant celebrities, maybe they would go away.  Maybe the publicity departments that are hired by these narcissistic losers would have to tighten their belts and  I would consider owning a television in my home again.  Think about it, you'll thank me later.

Senseless Horror

Even without a television I am aware of the horrific slaughter of those precious children and others yesterday.  Why aren't teachers armed in the classrooms?  Why haven't they stepped up the security it these places that we trust with our most precious assets?  And why on God's green earth have the liberals decided to start babbling about the need for more gun control when these poor parents are choosing coffins for their babies?
To me, gun control is hitting what you are aiming at.  There are two shot guns and a hand gun in my home. Try to hurt me or mine and I will kill you dead if it is humanly possible.  I will not wound you so that you can sue me later.  I will kill you if it is at all possible, and then I will sue your family for not stopping you.  Watch me.
That being said, why are liberal now exploiting this terrible terrible day to blather on about their sacred cow of gun control?  Do you honestly believe that making guns unavailable to honest people will stop criminals from having guns?
Chicago (God help you if you live there) has some of the strictest guns laws in the country.  People are shot their every day.  I'm thinking that it isn't a great deterrent, what do you think? 
Pray for those children and others who were lost.  Hold your own babies a little tighter today.  You'll thank me later.

Holidays

Holidays are supposed to be a wonderful time of year, aren't they?  I used to love them when I was younger, probably because my Mother is the best cook I have ever met.  When I fix the dishes that she used to fix for Thanksgiving and Christmas, my able groans, trying to hold it all.
There was a turkey, of course, ( while I love ham, it is for Easter, thank you just the same) and corn bread dressing. We are southern, it is the best dressing in the world.  And then there would be some sort of vegetable, usually broccoli or cauliflower.  There was also macaroni salad, baked beans, mashed potatoes and gravy, baked sweet potatoes, and the best yeast roll you have ever put in your mouth.  When you recovered from that round, there was banana pudding, fruit salad, pumpkin pie, cherry pie, apple pie, sweet potato pie, and lemon meringue pie.  It was a feast.
It also took a whole week to fix everything, and we ate left overs for almost a month.  When I think of family gatherings, I always consider the food that we ate.  It was delicious, which didn't hurt, but it was the back drop for everyone that had come over.
Years later, after enduring several b a d  meals at the exe's Aunt's- I offered to cook and even his crazy father jumped at the idea.  I don't enjoy cooking all the time, but when I do, I like to go all in the way my Mother does. I didn't even mention the deviled eggs or the plates of olives and cheese that were out.  It just makes me homesick thinking about it.
So anyway, now that I am the grown up and my Mother lives about a million miles away from me, hopefully I will give my own children the same memories.
Even relatives that are more than annoying are tolerable when  the holidays are here.  If you don't have family close, consider getting together with all of the people you know that also have no where to go for the day.  There is always more happiness in a group, I think.
One of the saddest things to me is the dairy queen in this stupid little town is always hopping on Thanksgiving and Christmas.  I guess there are lots of people who have no where to go.  So if you can open your home to friends, think about having a meal with them on the Holiday.  You'll thank me later.

Walmart Might Consider KY Jelly for Their Associates

I really hate going to Walmart.  I have a lot of reasons that I don't like the place, not the least of which is their unending quest to keep moving crap around.  I like to be able to get in, get out.  There is a list of reasons why this is almost never possible.
1. No matter when I go there, there is always some sort of reunion breaking in front of me.  Who are these idiots who have to stand there blocking the aisle while they catch up with each other?  Go stand out of the way if you need to talk for more than ten seconds. Please.
2. Small children that aren't controlled by the adults who brought them there.  You may think that your little princess is adorable now that she can walk, but I almost run her over because silly me, I'm not checking the floor for your little bundle of newly walking joy.
3. Body odor.  For the love of heaven, soap doesn't cost that much.  There are third shift people in this local Walmart who make your eyes water.  God forbid if you are stuck shopping near them.  Good bye appetite.
4. Gossiping friends.  Okay, this one is my fault, but it still slows me down.
5.That herd of people who have to yap away with the people greeter. Just take your cart, ask your question and keep moving!  Those big glass things are letting more people in behind you, you know.
In my last trip through, I spoke to one of my former co workers.  She was telling me that they will not receive a quarterly bonus this go around.  Shock of shocks, how can that be?  Walmart is one of the few stores who are holding their own, aren't they?  So if the retail Rock of Gibraltar can't make its sales quotas, what does that say for the other retail establishments?
Why isn't the msm telling me any of this?  I can't believe, (she said sarcastically) that they have some kind of agenda.
Walmart used to be a great place to work.  With a few changes, it could be again.  They need to do away with the nepotism (one support manager I know went from support to co-manager in 12 months) they need to do away with the dead weight, and they need a much more responsive management team.
When I left their happy family, I was making about $17 an hour, so it's not that they aren't paying well.  It took me almost 10 years to get there.  I started at $6.50 an hour, but it was still more than the union grocery store was willing to start me at.
Walmart is not the family company that Sam Walton founded.  Think about any purchases that you have to make there.  You'll thank me later.

Daylight Savings Time and Other Dumb Ideas

I am lucky enough that my commute to work takes five minutes on foot.  I say that now, of course, because there is no snow on the ground to contend with yet.  When the snow ( a miserable four letter word, if ever there was one) comes, it will probably add another five minutes to my commute, as I have a dog that is delicate, just ask her.  She might weigh 165 pounds, but her delicate feet were not made to step in water or snow. But as I walk to work, I see children standing in the dark, waiting for the school bus.
Some of these children remind me of the old SNL costume, 'invisible pedestrian' as they stand there in dark clothes with their dark jackets.  I keep dreading the day when one of them will be hit by a car, the street they gather on doesn't have a lot of drive ways, so the street is parked up and the traffic is down to one lane in places.  I hate it, but it's going to happen one day.
I have written before that the hour "saved" in the whole stupidity of changing clocks is mythical.  If you want an "extra" hour to exercise, or do yard work, or whatever your plan is- set your alarm an hour earlier.  How easy is that?
In the state that I live in, the idea of changing clocks was very contentious.  It was voted on four times and defeated.  Seems to me that no one wanted it, right?  But the powers that be were determined to drag them kicking and screaming into time changes, and presto!  There has been no great increase in commerce that was promised.  There has been no increase in anything.  I guess whoever ramrodded it through was full of feces. Typical politician.
Another dumb idea that has been aggravating me is something I call the Caucasian tax in obamacare.  You probably weren't aware of this one unless you use a tanning bed.  I don't like them, they make me feel as if I am crawling into a glass and chrome coffin.  But I use one a few times a year because if I don't, the people around me cringe away.  Not because I am as pale as milk ( that would be the Sister, Shawna) but because I am so unbelievably irritable while I am not getting all of the vitamin D that I need.  So three or four times in the fall I will climb into a tanning bed and when I come out, I no longer want to rip of someone's head and crap down their neck. (Not counting the ex or his boyfriend, of course.)
But the morons who had to pass it to tell me what was in it, added this ten percent tax on tanning.  Who tans? Do you see a lot of black people lining up?  How about Mexicans, or even Asians?  No.  What you have are a lot of white people who either don't want to be the color of milk, or they use it like I do, for the vitamin D.  Seems a little discriminatory, doesn't it?
Finally, I guess the dumbest idea to me these days is a helmet law.  I know, I know, they save lives.  So do seat belts.  But if a person is old enough to make the decision to ride on a motorcycle, aren't they old enough to decide if they want a helmet on their head or not?  Goose stepping into a nanny state is an aggravating thing.  Scary, also.  Think about how much freedom you have, and how much you are willing to give away.  You'll thank me later.

Looks Like Walmart Will Be Hiring

I've read with a fair amount of amusement, the movement to have people who work for the largest retailer in the world, simply walk off their jobs on black Friday in protest of the policy that people have to work on Thanksgiving.  I worked for Walmart for ten years, let me tell you, I never had the Holiday off.
When I took the job there, I understood that I was working in a retail occupation.  I also understood that they day after Thanksgiving is the largest retail day for the store.  It's called "black Friday" because for many retailers, that is when they go into "black" that is-they actually make a profit for the year.
The things that all of the people buy don't magically appear by fairies and elves.  Real live associates are needed to put that stuff out there so that people can buy it.  When is it that they are supposed to do that?  If you know that you are going to really be busy on a certain day- wouldn't you plan on being ready for it?
Because Obama and his moronic policies have created 20% unemployment, any job is a good job right now.  While you may not like having to rearrange your Holiday, would you rather be living on the street because you cannot pay for your housing?  I am certain that all of these newly outraged people who plan to call in sick would rather have a roof over their heads and food in their refrigerator.  Sometimes there are hard choices that you have to make.  And if the worst thing that these employees have facing them is that they have to rearrange their Thanksgiving meal I have three words for them: suck it up.
If you have a job right now that is paying you full time wages, do you realize that you are better off than in three people?  If you have enough money to pay your way through life, thanks to B.O. you are better off than almost half of the people.  If you need something to be thankful for- I'd start right there.
There are service men and women who are being shot at on Thanksgiving.  They will hopefully eat a simple meal from a metal tray.  It may be turkey, maybe not.  There will be no family around them to laugh or enjoy the day with, and there will be no relaxing nap afterwards.  They aren't going to call in sick, they can't.  Nor will they stage a walk out-and Thank God- our freedom and safety depends on them.
If you are looking for something to be thankful for, I'd start right there.  The world doesn't owe you the hours that you want to work, and since B.O. was able to steal another one, just be thankful that you have a job.  You'll thank me later.

Obamanomics in Action

Here's a true story from the day after the morons put that socialist back in the oval office:

I have said on more than one occasion that I would love a day off.  I was hopeful that mittforbrains had chosen well, and like me, other conservatives would pull the lever for him, if not for Romney necessarily.  Well, that didn't happen and now we are stuck with four more years of the worst hot mess since Carter.  At least Carter meant well, I have to believe.  So B.O. is re installed  his yeti wife can continue to get all the free crap her sasquatch like hands can hold and I cannot afford to hire a part time person because of obamacare.

I had hoped that I could, had even narrowed down my search to one person and told him that I would be starting him after the election-provided of course-that b.o was kicked to the curb.

Well, bright and early this morning, I had to call my non employee and tell him that because of mass stupidity I was not in a position to hire him.  He needs the job.  He really does.  I believe him with my whole heart, and I truly wish that I could afford to hire him.  Not just for those blessed hours I would have off from work, but I truly believe in paying it forward.  But I can't take the bread out of my mouth for his.

He was almost in tears and I was in tears.  He needs to make the money to keep his small family afloat.  I get that, I really do.  But I can't help him and it is not just Obama's fault- it is the fault of every moronic, welfare believer in the nanny state that voted for him then or now.

And the crap doesn't stop there.  Did you realize that obamacare has a tax in it that specifically penalizes white people?  It puts a ten percent tax on tanning bed salons.  Who tans?  Do you see a lot of hispanics or blacks in there?  No, you see caucasians and only caucasians. How is that not racist?  

Thanks to b.o. there are so many regulations that are involved in hiring someone to work for you.  I can't afford the penalties (they are not taxes no matter what an idiot Supreme Court thinks) so I am stuck here for about seventy three hours a week.  

How's that for change you can believe in?  What's more- I am just one small business.  Do you really think that I am alone in my ideas?  I am not.  I have spoken to dozens of people like me, and we all agree that we'll just gut it out.  Is it any wonder that real unemployment is double digits and rising?  There is more feces coming.  Get ready for it.  Buy gold. Buy ammunition. Stockpile food.  You'll thank me later.

For the Walking Brain Dead that Voted for B.O.

http://www.theblaze.com/stories/how-many-businesses-have-announced-closings-or-lay-offs-since-obama-won-a-second-term/


There's some change that you can believe in.  The recession that should have been over is only going to be longer and more painful than we could ever believe.  In fact, when you use the numbers that they used to calculate our economy during the 1930's we are smack in the middle of  a depression. In 1931, our unemployment numbers were 15.3%. In 1932 it was 22.9%. In 1933, it was 20.6 % and 1934 gave us 16% unemployment.  Removing the mumbo jumbo of only counting people who are receiving unemployment and counting all unemployed- we have 2009- 21%. 2010 we  are looking at 22%.  In 2011, it stayed steady at 22% unemployment.  For 2012, it is 23% unemployment.
We have let ourselves be overrun by people who are more concerned with the next free handout, the next gimmee, that we have signed over our sovereignty.
We are no longer the world's best hope- we are that homeless guy waiting for the next spare change to hit his cup.  We are no longer world leaders.  We are only the leaders of debt and  jobs lost.  We cannot get to the space station that we built unless we hitch a ride with a country that hates us.
We cannot even pay our own bills, and yet we are giving away billions in foreign aid.  A lot of that aid goes to countries that don't like us.  Pakistan is a fine example.  They were hiding Osama Bid Laden and we had to sneak into our "friends" country to get him.  Of course, Barry was quick to take the credit for it.  Quick to want the appreciation, even though he denied permission for the raid until he found out it was about to be leaked.
That's your guy and you can have him.  He has socialized twenty percent of our economy with no real way to pay for it.  But the idiots, useful or otherwise, heard free and they signed on in droves.  I pity them.  I will anyway after I get finished figuring out how to clean up this latest mess.
I had planned to hire a guy until the election results came in.  While I am still waiting to see how much of it was stolen, I am not hopeful.
If the main stream media can't even tell me how many people are dead because of fast and furious, I don't expect that they will tell me how many  voting booths were faulty or how many areas where B.O. received 105% of the vote.
Nope, they are in the tank for their guy, plain and simple.  So I am not hiring. My store will limp along and I will continue to work 16 hour days.  I will not expand, I will only hunker down and try to ride out the storm. As soon as mittforbrains gave up and quit ( surprised? no) I put the sell order into my broker.  He was getting a lot of those on Wednesday.  I converted the majority of my holdings into gold and silver, much like many people were doing.  I have a full freezer.  I have three guns in my house (one on every floor) and enough ammunition to stop the moron who thinks it is a good idea to steal from me or break into my home.  I would suggest that you do the same.  You'll thank me later.

Go Vote the Socialist Out of Office

Tomorrow is one of the most important elections of our life times.  Not only do we have to go about fixing the mess that has been wreaked on us for the last four years, we have to make sure that it never happens again.
I am not a fan of Mitt Romney.  Anyone who takes even a casual glance through these posts can see that I think he is John McCain revisted. I don'tt think he is conservative enough, and I don't like him.  I love Paul Ryan, however. He has a bold set of ideas, and he has a plan-something that the msm has been more than happy to ignore about B.O. lo these last four years.
If we allow the guy in there now to have four more years to tear up our economy, our identity, our standing in the world, we may not be able to fix it when he is finished.  Do you like that there is a kill switch on the internet?  Do you like that he won't even salute our flag?  He has no problem saluting other flags, just not ours.  I don't like the idea of having to pay him for the rest of his stupid life, but he smokes, and hopefully, that is a problem that will take care of itself.
God forbid, if he got hit by lightening on one of his endless games of golf, Joe Biden is in charge. Does that not scare the crap out of you??  It keeps me from getting a good night's sleep many times.  Go out and vote!  You owe it to yourself, to your children and to our Republic.  We simply must make our voices heard, that all that there is to it.
Go vote. You'll thank me later.