Something's wrong, shut the light Heavy thoughts tonight And they aren't of snow white Dreams of war Dreams of lies Dreams of dragons fire And of things that will bite, yeah
Sleep with one eye open Grippin' your pillow tight
And no, Opus #6, I'm not having a panic attack... ;^)
Hush little baby don't say a word And never mind that noise you heard It's just the beast under your bed In your closet in your head
There are constant media assurances that the US Government is not listening to innocent telephone calls made by citizens. It's illegal to do it without a court order, but legality isn't something that the Obama Administration seems to pay much attention to.
The Obama Administration wants a war in Syria -- possibly to divert attention to the myriad of scandals on the domestic scene (referred to as the Wag the DogScenario).
This blog has many elements and depending on your interests, may pique your imagination...or not. I urge you to be unreasonable. Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. The unreasonable persist in trying to adapt the world to themselves, therefore all progress depends on unreasonable people. The more unreasonable you are, the more likely you are to enjoy this blog. All men dream, but not equally.
If you're a socialist or a Marxist, you'll find that I poke fun at your absurd notions of "good government" on a regular basis. So you might not wish to follow this blog because you'll be offended.
John Locke said, "One unerring mark of the love of truth is not entertaining any proposition with greater assurance than the proofs it is built upon will warrant." I like what Locke said. We can't theorize without adequate information because when we do we inevitably twist facts to suit theories rather than theories to suit facts. In this blog and in my life, I try to maintain this perspective.
Either you believe in our essential spark of shared divinity, or you succumb to our human insecurity. Either way your conscience lets you slice it, the main thing is to earnestly do what is right at the time.
Today, I balance work and play as much as anyone can. All things remaining equal, play is more important. Life is short - it's important to make every day count for something, if only to yourself.
I'm a former tinker/tailor/soldier/sailor who has now decided that maybe it really wasn't all done for nothing.
The Death of the Center-Left in America
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Photo Credit:
Freepik
If the former semi-centrists cannot get over their love affair with the
hard left, America is doomed.
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Poundmaker's 2019 Powwow
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Wow, it's hard to believe I've neglected my blog for so long. I haven't
even shared photos of our annual Powwow yet and this was back in August.
I'll sh...
A rose by any other name...
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I've been busier than ever. And yet somehow, I still manage to find the
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Grateful That It Wasn't Worse
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We got home from the hospital this afternoon... exhausted. Yesterday
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shoulder afte...
Am I Missing Something...
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John Podesta's emails.
The Russian's hacked the election. They "hacked" into the Democratic
National Committee's computers. And they got...one guy's emails...