it's a shame, really, but the mansfield news journal pulled my original post...
truth hurts, hey?
Posted 12/26/2010 7:18 AM EST on mansfieldnewsjournal.com
when a grown " man " devotes it's time to doin' it's damnedest to shatter folks day of celebration, simply because it has no tolerance for those who actually have found something to believe in...
the fact is, i'm not even one of those it dislikes so intently, as many of the arguments it spews are also thoughts that i hold.
thats of no consequence.
i know that most who follow the belief are sincere in their belief, and frankly, thats all that matters.
it's a very very small-minded person that endeavors to ruin others day or shatter their beliefs merely because they have no true sense of self to hold to, and blurts it's worthless opinion out in a manner calculated to stir strife and discord..
i don't claim christianity for myself because of the fact that
(1.) i have trouble with the basis of most christian churches are descended from catholism.
(2.) i refuse to support anything that does such evil in the name of " love ".
that aside, why attempt to ruin their special holidays?
you who most preach and teach tolerance are those who are actually least tolerant, why is that? do as you say and not as you do, hmmm?
and this re-inforces the validty of your argument how?
is it such an affront to your sense of self that others can and do believe in something beyond themselves?
what a weak minded person....
this bein' said: you are cordially invited to post away, snivel, complain, and otherwise caterwaul to your hearts content, i will leave this for those who care to comment, whilst i use a certain bloggers picture blownup and printed out as target practice both on the range and in the urinal.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
a Refresher Course for Apologetic Americans
these are NOT mine, but i damned sure like 'em!!
At a time when our president and other politicians tend to apologize for our country's prior actions, here's a refresher on how some of our former patriots handled negative comments about our country.
These
are good
JFK'S
Secretary of State, Dean Rusk, was in France in the early 60's when
DeGaule decided to pull out of NATO. DeGaule said he wanted all US
military out of France as soon as possible.
Rusk responded,"Does that include those who are buried here?" DeGuale
did not respond.
You
could have heard a pin drop.
When in England ,
at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the
Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of
'empire building' by George Bush.
He answered by saying,
"Over the years, the United States has sent many of
its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom
beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for
in return is enough to bury those that did not
return."
You
could have heard a pin drop.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There was a conference in France
where a number of international engineers
were taking part, including French and American. During a break,
one of the French engineers came back into the room saying, "Have you
heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft
carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he
intend to do, bomb them?"
A Boeing engineer
stood up and replied quietly: "Our carriers have three
hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are
nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to
shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with the capacity to
feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand
gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they carry half a
dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and
from their flight deck. We have eleven such ships;
how many does France have?"
You
could have heard a pin drop.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A U.S. Navy Admiral
was attending a naval conference that included
Admirals from the U.S., English, Canadian, Australian and French
Navies At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large
group of officers that included personnel from most of those countries.
Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a
French admiral suddenly complained that, whereas Europeans learn many
languages, Americans learn only English. He then asked, "Why is it that
we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than
speaking French?"
Without hesitating,
the American Admiral replied, "Maybe it's because the
Brit's, Canadians, Aussie's and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't
have to speak German."
You
could have heard a pin drop.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AND
THIS STORY FITS RIGHT IN WITH THE ABOVE...
Robert Whiting,
an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane.
At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport
in his carry on.
"You
have been to France before, monsieur?" the customs officer asked
sarcastically.
Mr. Whiting
admitted that he had been to France
previously.
"Then
you should know enough to have your passport ready."
The American said,
"The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it."
"Impossible..
Americans always have to show their passports on arrival in France !"
The American senior
gave the Frenchman a long hard look. Then he
quietly explained, ''Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in
1944 to help liberate this country, I couldn't find a single Frenchmen
to show a passport to."
You
could have heard a pin drop.
At a time when our president and other politicians tend to apologize for our country's prior actions, here's a refresher on how some of our former patriots handled negative comments about our country.
These
are good
JFK'S
Secretary of State, Dean Rusk, was in France in the early 60's when
DeGaule decided to pull out of NATO. DeGaule said he wanted all US
military out of France as soon as possible.
Rusk responded,"Does that include those who are buried here?" DeGuale
did not respond.
You
could have heard a pin drop.
When in England ,
at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the
Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of
'empire building' by George Bush.
He answered by saying,
"Over the years, the United States has sent many of
its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom
beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for
in return is enough to bury those that did not
return."
You
could have heard a pin drop.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There was a conference in France
where a number of international engineers
were taking part, including French and American. During a break,
one of the French engineers came back into the room saying, "Have you
heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft
carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he
intend to do, bomb them?"
A Boeing engineer
stood up and replied quietly: "Our carriers have three
hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are
nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to
shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with the capacity to
feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand
gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they carry half a
dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and
from their flight deck. We have eleven such ships;
how many does France have?"
You
could have heard a pin drop.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A U.S. Navy Admiral
was attending a naval conference that included
Admirals from the U.S., English, Canadian, Australian and French
Navies At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large
group of officers that included personnel from most of those countries.
Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a
French admiral suddenly complained that, whereas Europeans learn many
languages, Americans learn only English. He then asked, "Why is it that
we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than
speaking French?"
Without hesitating,
the American Admiral replied, "Maybe it's because the
Brit's, Canadians, Aussie's and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't
have to speak German."
You
could have heard a pin drop.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AND
THIS STORY FITS RIGHT IN WITH THE ABOVE...
Robert Whiting,
an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane.
At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport
in his carry on.
"You
have been to France before, monsieur?" the customs officer asked
sarcastically.
Mr. Whiting
admitted that he had been to France
previously.
"Then
you should know enough to have your passport ready."
The American said,
"The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it."
"Impossible..
Americans always have to show their passports on arrival in France !"
The American senior
gave the Frenchman a long hard look. Then he
quietly explained, ''Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in
1944 to help liberate this country, I couldn't find a single Frenchmen
to show a passport to."
You
could have heard a pin drop.
Tuesday, June 08, 2010
ONE OF THE BEST EXPLANATIONS OF WHY OBAMA WON THE ELECTION
found in my inbox, and i thought it worthy of sharin' (-;
From a teacher in the Nashville area.
"We are worried about 'the cow' when it is all about the 'Ice Cream.'
The most eye-opening civics lesson I ever had was while teaching third grade this year...
The presidential election was heating up and some of the children showed an interest.
I decided we would have an election for a class president.
We would choose our nominees. They would make a campaign speech and the class would vote.
To simplify the process, candidates were nominated by other class members.
We discussed what kinds of characteristics these students should have.
We got many nominations and from those, Jamie and Olivia were picked to run for the top spot.
The class had done a great job in their selections. Both candidates were good kids.
I thought Jamie might have an advantage because he got lots of parental support.
I had never seen Olivia's mother.
The day arrived when they were to make their speeches.
Jamie went first.
He had specific ideas about how to make our class a better place. He ended by promising to do his very best.
Everyone applauded and he sat down.
Now is was Olivia's turn to speak.
Her speech was concise. She said, "If you will vote for me, I will give you ice cream." She sat down.
The class went wild. "Yes! Yes! We want ice cream."
She surely would say more. She did not have to.
A discussion followed. How did she plan to pay for the ice cream? She wasn't sure.
Would her parents buy it or would the class pay for it... She didn't know.
The class really didn't care. All they were thinking about was ice cream..
Jamie was forgotten.. Olivia won by a landslide.
Every time Barack Obama opened his mouth he offered ice cream and 52 percent of the people reacted like nine year olds.
They want ice cream.
The other 48 percent know they're going to have to feed the cow and clean up the mess."
This is the ice cream Obama promised us!
Remember, the government cannot give anything to anyone --
that they have not first taken away from someone else.
Did you vote for the ice cream?
From a teacher in the Nashville area.
"We are worried about 'the cow' when it is all about the 'Ice Cream.'
The most eye-opening civics lesson I ever had was while teaching third grade this year...
The presidential election was heating up and some of the children showed an interest.
I decided we would have an election for a class president.
We would choose our nominees. They would make a campaign speech and the class would vote.
To simplify the process, candidates were nominated by other class members.
We discussed what kinds of characteristics these students should have.
We got many nominations and from those, Jamie and Olivia were picked to run for the top spot.
The class had done a great job in their selections. Both candidates were good kids.
I thought Jamie might have an advantage because he got lots of parental support.
I had never seen Olivia's mother.
The day arrived when they were to make their speeches.
Jamie went first.
He had specific ideas about how to make our class a better place. He ended by promising to do his very best.
Everyone applauded and he sat down.
Now is was Olivia's turn to speak.
Her speech was concise. She said, "If you will vote for me, I will give you ice cream." She sat down.
The class went wild. "Yes! Yes! We want ice cream."
She surely would say more. She did not have to.
A discussion followed. How did she plan to pay for the ice cream? She wasn't sure.
Would her parents buy it or would the class pay for it... She didn't know.
The class really didn't care. All they were thinking about was ice cream..
Jamie was forgotten.. Olivia won by a landslide.
Every time Barack Obama opened his mouth he offered ice cream and 52 percent of the people reacted like nine year olds.
They want ice cream.
The other 48 percent know they're going to have to feed the cow and clean up the mess."
This is the ice cream Obama promised us!
Remember, the government cannot give anything to anyone --
that they have not first taken away from someone else.
Did you vote for the ice cream?
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
one crazy night in "79"
way back in the summer of 79, i was takin' a break from the road, and was in the area of wichita kansas.
i was yer usual 22 year old, up for damned near anything, long haired and bearded, more balls than brains, and so damned tough i made superman look like a pansy ( or, so i thought at least? lol )
anyway, the folks i was hangin' out with said " let's go to theorosa's bridge. "
now, be advised, there are a number of stories of how this place came to be, and honestly, i wasn't around to know the whole truth, i just know what happened when i was dared to call on her.
it was a typical august night in south-central kansas, temp was probably in the mid-eighties at midnight, and likely never went below the lower seventies that night.
there was no moon, no clouds, not all that humid, just a great night to hang out, party, and just in general, be alive.
a couple vehicles fulla folks headed out, the girl i was ballin' then and i were in the back of a friends pickup, along with probably seven or eight other folks.
we got out in the country, and after a bit, the drivers pulled into this road that had bridge out and road closed signs, and drove in about 100 yards, and shut down their engines.
we all bailed out, and milled around a bit, talkin' over the history, who had done what, when, and had happened as a result. several of us headed to the bridge, my girl didn't care to go along, and was pretty vehement that i not go either.
i basically laughed it off, sayin' something to the effect" this is just an ole wives tale, there aynt nuthin' out there", lol.
anyway, we walked the quarter mile or so to the old bridge abuttment, all that left there after the bridge had been burnt out some years before, and one of the gals mentioned that theorosa had burnt the bridge down because it was where her child had been lost.
a couple minutes later, i was dared to step up, and holler out" theorosa, theorosa, come to me, mother, i am your long lost child ".
with a laugh, and a roll of my eyes, i did just that.
suddenly, the temperature dropped by what seemed to be thirty or forty degree's,
a mist seemed to appear from midair, and suddenly, someone said " look!!"
about fifty yards downstream, and about treetop high, there were what looked to be two football sized and shaped red objects.
the crickets and frogs and other such kansas creekbank life were not makin' any sounds, which is very unusual.
it was so quiet, i could hear a train wailin' it's way through crossin's on it's wayinto wichita from several miles away, and that was all i could hear.
that mist "swooped", for lack of a better term, upstream, coagulatin' in the divide where the bridge had once crossed over the creek, and sorta rose up off the water.
suddenly, i felt a deep chill, as those those red things zoomed in and stopped a few feet away, surrounded by that mist, and i felt what seemed to be a hand grasp me by that goatee i was sooo proud of, and a voice, high pitched, yet deep and sonorous, said" don't toy with me, boy, you are no child of mine".
a few seconds later, the fingers released my goatee, and lemme tell ya one somethin': i beat feet the hell up outa there!!!!
i got back to the rides, not noticin' that i was the only person still there, aqnd as i approached, the headlights came on, blindin' me.
several of the folks ran up, once they recognised me, and were babblin' about how they were about to leave for a search team.
i said" why?? i was right there, in plain sight, and why the hell did you leave me there all alone?"
thats when they said" man, you were there, and then you were gone!! and that was 30 minutes ago!!"
i said" no way, i stepped up, n hollered," and told them what i experienced, and my girl reached up, turned me into the headlights glare, and screamed.
my luxurious, long, blonde goatee was silvery-grey in the shape of a hand print, and remained thus through all my years up untill i actually got old enough to have it all mostly silver-up.
we got back to town, my girl split, and i never saw her again, and that my experience with theorosa's bridge, near valley center kansas, in august of seventy-nine.
i was yer usual 22 year old, up for damned near anything, long haired and bearded, more balls than brains, and so damned tough i made superman look like a pansy ( or, so i thought at least? lol )
anyway, the folks i was hangin' out with said " let's go to theorosa's bridge. "
now, be advised, there are a number of stories of how this place came to be, and honestly, i wasn't around to know the whole truth, i just know what happened when i was dared to call on her.
it was a typical august night in south-central kansas, temp was probably in the mid-eighties at midnight, and likely never went below the lower seventies that night.
there was no moon, no clouds, not all that humid, just a great night to hang out, party, and just in general, be alive.
a couple vehicles fulla folks headed out, the girl i was ballin' then and i were in the back of a friends pickup, along with probably seven or eight other folks.
we got out in the country, and after a bit, the drivers pulled into this road that had bridge out and road closed signs, and drove in about 100 yards, and shut down their engines.
we all bailed out, and milled around a bit, talkin' over the history, who had done what, when, and had happened as a result. several of us headed to the bridge, my girl didn't care to go along, and was pretty vehement that i not go either.
i basically laughed it off, sayin' something to the effect" this is just an ole wives tale, there aynt nuthin' out there", lol.
anyway, we walked the quarter mile or so to the old bridge abuttment, all that left there after the bridge had been burnt out some years before, and one of the gals mentioned that theorosa had burnt the bridge down because it was where her child had been lost.
a couple minutes later, i was dared to step up, and holler out" theorosa, theorosa, come to me, mother, i am your long lost child ".
with a laugh, and a roll of my eyes, i did just that.
suddenly, the temperature dropped by what seemed to be thirty or forty degree's,
a mist seemed to appear from midair, and suddenly, someone said " look!!"
about fifty yards downstream, and about treetop high, there were what looked to be two football sized and shaped red objects.
the crickets and frogs and other such kansas creekbank life were not makin' any sounds, which is very unusual.
it was so quiet, i could hear a train wailin' it's way through crossin's on it's wayinto wichita from several miles away, and that was all i could hear.
that mist "swooped", for lack of a better term, upstream, coagulatin' in the divide where the bridge had once crossed over the creek, and sorta rose up off the water.
suddenly, i felt a deep chill, as those those red things zoomed in and stopped a few feet away, surrounded by that mist, and i felt what seemed to be a hand grasp me by that goatee i was sooo proud of, and a voice, high pitched, yet deep and sonorous, said" don't toy with me, boy, you are no child of mine".
a few seconds later, the fingers released my goatee, and lemme tell ya one somethin': i beat feet the hell up outa there!!!!
i got back to the rides, not noticin' that i was the only person still there, aqnd as i approached, the headlights came on, blindin' me.
several of the folks ran up, once they recognised me, and were babblin' about how they were about to leave for a search team.
i said" why?? i was right there, in plain sight, and why the hell did you leave me there all alone?"
thats when they said" man, you were there, and then you were gone!! and that was 30 minutes ago!!"
i said" no way, i stepped up, n hollered," and told them what i experienced, and my girl reached up, turned me into the headlights glare, and screamed.
my luxurious, long, blonde goatee was silvery-grey in the shape of a hand print, and remained thus through all my years up untill i actually got old enough to have it all mostly silver-up.
we got back to town, my girl split, and i never saw her again, and that my experience with theorosa's bridge, near valley center kansas, in august of seventy-nine.
Friday, May 21, 2010
illegal immigration?
personally?
i say we should bring our military home from all over the world, put them to work on our borders, cut a "free-fire zone" 250 yards wide on our side of the borders, mine it, and create obvious warnings, and ample, obvious entry-ports and guard our borders and entries. then, deport every illegal, from where-ever, and whatever background, and let them come back the right way.
i have no problem with legal entry...
i DO have an issue with ANYONE who attempts to subvert our nation by:
(1.) refusing to speak our language.
(2.) abusing our health, support and educational system in order to "anchor" themselves by having children.
( 3.) trying to make our nation fit their idea's of what we should be, instead of extending an effort to BECOME Americans.
(4.) taking our money and sending it "home" so that other family members and "friends" can finance their invasion of this nation.
(5.) sneaks into our nation without doing it legally.
it is my belief that these acts and many more amount to an invasion and a declaration of war against the USA, and those who support them are the enemy.
like it or not: this nation was founded on the basis of a belief in a Supreme Being.
this is historical FACT, not opinion. granted: the name, or names, of that Supreme Being are open for debate, as are the religious and/or doctrinal values of many of the signers and creators of the Declaration of Independence, Constitution and the Bill of Rights, yet the fact remains, they believed in something beyond human comprehension. don't believe me? fine, read those documents for yourself, and feel free to reference a dictionary for those words you may be uncertain as to the meaning of.
every one of those first ten amendments were written to keep their decendants free from oppression, and unwarranted interference from government.
don't merely take my words and accept them, or dismiss them; research this for yourself.
think about it....
i say we should bring our military home from all over the world, put them to work on our borders, cut a "free-fire zone" 250 yards wide on our side of the borders, mine it, and create obvious warnings, and ample, obvious entry-ports and guard our borders and entries. then, deport every illegal, from where-ever, and whatever background, and let them come back the right way.
i have no problem with legal entry...
i DO have an issue with ANYONE who attempts to subvert our nation by:
(1.) refusing to speak our language.
(2.) abusing our health, support and educational system in order to "anchor" themselves by having children.
( 3.) trying to make our nation fit their idea's of what we should be, instead of extending an effort to BECOME Americans.
(4.) taking our money and sending it "home" so that other family members and "friends" can finance their invasion of this nation.
(5.) sneaks into our nation without doing it legally.
it is my belief that these acts and many more amount to an invasion and a declaration of war against the USA, and those who support them are the enemy.
like it or not: this nation was founded on the basis of a belief in a Supreme Being.
this is historical FACT, not opinion. granted: the name, or names, of that Supreme Being are open for debate, as are the religious and/or doctrinal values of many of the signers and creators of the Declaration of Independence, Constitution and the Bill of Rights, yet the fact remains, they believed in something beyond human comprehension. don't believe me? fine, read those documents for yourself, and feel free to reference a dictionary for those words you may be uncertain as to the meaning of.
every one of those first ten amendments were written to keep their decendants free from oppression, and unwarranted interference from government.
don't merely take my words and accept them, or dismiss them; research this for yourself.
think about it....
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Stupid question, great response!
For those that don't know him, Major General Peter Cosgrove is an Australian..
General Cosgrove was interviewed on the radio recently. Read his reply to the lady who interviewed him concerning guns and children. Regardless of how you feel about gun laws you have to love this! This is one of the best comeback lines of all time.
In a portion of an ABC radio interview between a female broadcaster and General Cosgrove who was about to sponsor a Boy Scout Troop visiting his military Headquarters.
FEMALE INTERVIEWER:
So, General Cosgrove, what things are you going to teach these young boys when they visit your base?
GENERAL COSGROVE:!
We're going to teach them climbing, canoeing, archery and shooting.
FEMALE INTERVIEWER:
Shooting! That's a bit irresponsible, isn't it?
GENERAL COSGROVE:
I don't see why, they'll be properly supervised on the rifle range.
FEMALE INTERVIEWER:
Don't you admit that this is a terribly dangerous activity to be teaching children?
GENERAL COSGROVE:
I don't see how. We will be teaching them proper rifle discipline before they even touch a firearm.
FEMALE INTERVIEWER:
But you're equipping them to become violent killers.
GENERAL COSGROVE:
Well, Ma'am, you're equipped to be a prostitute, but you're not one, are you?
The radio-cast went silent for 46 seconds and when it returned, this interview was over.
Monday, May 03, 2010
arizona law is " bad "?
ok, lemme see if i can make sense of this:
a state, here in the USA, has made it a LAW to uphold a FEDERAL law, and this is a bad thing? wtF?!?!?
what part of ILLEGAL IMMIGRANT is beyond comprehension?
before ya go gettin' all hater on me, be advised: in no WAY am i asgainst immigration, immigrants, etc., what i AM against is criminals tearin' down my country...
come on over, come on in, but, please, do it the RIGHT way, learn the language, help our country grow stronger, become a citizen, and all those things as well...
i'll bend over backwards to help ya fit in, hell, i even habla espanol, comprende? but if ya just here to pillage my land, abuse my social services, have "anchor babies" to gain "rights" to whatever, that makes YOU an enemy of my state, my nation, and my lifestyle, and i will fight these overt acts of aggression to the fullest of my ability...
yes, if you support those illegal immigrants, then you, as well, are an enemy of my nation.
a state, here in the USA, has made it a LAW to uphold a FEDERAL law, and this is a bad thing? wtF?!?!?
what part of ILLEGAL IMMIGRANT is beyond comprehension?
before ya go gettin' all hater on me, be advised: in no WAY am i asgainst immigration, immigrants, etc., what i AM against is criminals tearin' down my country...
come on over, come on in, but, please, do it the RIGHT way, learn the language, help our country grow stronger, become a citizen, and all those things as well...
i'll bend over backwards to help ya fit in, hell, i even habla espanol, comprende? but if ya just here to pillage my land, abuse my social services, have "anchor babies" to gain "rights" to whatever, that makes YOU an enemy of my state, my nation, and my lifestyle, and i will fight these overt acts of aggression to the fullest of my ability...
yes, if you support those illegal immigrants, then you, as well, are an enemy of my nation.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
rememberin' an ole truck and mountain roads
back in the day, i worked for a carnival workin' central and western new york & pennsylvania, as what in the biz is called a double-back driver.
anyway, the ole truck in this case looked kinda like this:
those air-ride seats were mighty comfy, the shifter sat well forward in the cockpit, big ole wire-spoked and wood steerin' wheel with a knuckle-buster at about 7 o'clock on the wheel, perfectly situated to let ya rest yer left elbow on the windowsill and steer easily, right hand thus bein' free to shift, snatch the mic for the cb radio, twiddle with the ancient am radio ( dayamn, why in the hell can't they make am radio's that well and sweet soundin' now??? ) or to carress le babe de jour, lol.
twas almost magical...
damn, i miss that ole truck....
this job basically entailed (in those far-gone days, at least ) many hours behind the wheel, operatin' on the ragged edge of utter exhaustion, as well as the wire edge of dexadrine (speed) coffee, weed and which ever lil sweety was willin' to ride along and help me stay awake.
(my thanks, ladies, for your awesome efforts in keepin' me awake and alive!! )
(-;
(my thanks, ladies, for your awesome efforts in keepin' me awake and alive!! )
(-;
anyway, the ole truck in this case looked kinda like this: 1957 dodge short-hooded tractor with a big-block 440 buckled up to a 10 speed eaton transmission, with dual exhausts stickin' up tall behind the cab.
ole smokey was her name, and talk about sweet soundin', rollin' down into those lil mountain towns in that area, downshiftin', back pressure through those stacks reverbin' off hillsides, buildings, etc, now n again a sharp blast of blue flame out the stacks if the throttle was played just right, was music to the ears sweepin' round curves into town and the deep throaty growl as ya rolled on the throttle up to around 2800 rpm, then backed off to slip easily into yer next gear with a ferris wheel, round-up, paratrooper, rollo-plane, or what ever ride my load was on that run.
she was a faded red, black trim, some chrome, not much, not real flashy, yet she'd grab yer eyeballs and keep yer attention as long as she was in sight.those air-ride seats were mighty comfy, the shifter sat well forward in the cockpit, big ole wire-spoked and wood steerin' wheel with a knuckle-buster at about 7 o'clock on the wheel, perfectly situated to let ya rest yer left elbow on the windowsill and steer easily, right hand thus bein' free to shift, snatch the mic for the cb radio, twiddle with the ancient am radio ( dayamn, why in the hell can't they make am radio's that well and sweet soundin' now??? ) or to carress le babe de jour, lol.
twas almost magical...
damn, i miss that ole truck....
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
hey asshole obama?
hey,obama!!
we-the-people (those of us that actually VOTED for you, that is) voted you into office, not to be our DICTATOR, but our EMPLOYEE.
you are NOT God, you are NOT a king, nor an emperor, you best read up on the Constitution and Bill Of Rights, and understand exactly what you are are trying to tear apart.
Congress was created for a reason, as was the Judiciary System, as was the Presidency, they are all Checks And Balances,
you best wake the hell up and do the job you were hired to do, not the bullshit you WANT to do.
we-the-people (those of us that actually VOTED for you, that is) voted you into office, not to be our DICTATOR, but our EMPLOYEE.
you are NOT God, you are NOT a king, nor an emperor, you best read up on the Constitution and Bill Of Rights, and understand exactly what you are are trying to tear apart.
Congress was created for a reason, as was the Judiciary System, as was the Presidency, they are all Checks And Balances,
you best wake the hell up and do the job you were hired to do, not the bullshit you WANT to do.
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