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Worth re-reading and remembering
Do youreally want to know who is responsible for the demise of the US of A as we know it. Here they are.
545 PEOPLE
By Charlie Reese
Politicians are the only people in the world who create problems and then campaign against them.
Have you ever wondered, if both the Democrats and the Republicans are against deficits, WHY do we have deficits?
Have you ever wondered, if all the politicians are against inflation and high taxes, WHY do we have inflation and high taxes?
You and I don’t propose a federal budget. The president does.
You and I don’t have the Constitutional authority to vote on appropriations. The House of Representatives does.
You and I don’t write the tax code, Congress does.
You and I don’t set fiscal policy, Congress does.
You and I don’t control monetary policy, the Federal Reserve Bank does.
One hundred senators, 435 congressmen, one president, and nine Supreme Court justices equates to 545 human beings out of the 300 million are directly, legally, morally, and individually responsible for the domestic problems that plague this country.
I excluded the members of the Federal Reserve Board because that problem was created by the Congress. In 1913, Congress delegated its Constitutional duty to provide a sound currency to a federally chartered, but private, central bank.
I excluded all the special interests and lobbyists for a sound reason.. They have no legal authority. They have no ability to coerce a senator, a congressman, or a president to do one cotton-picking
thing. I don’t care if they offer a politician $1 million dollars in cash. The politician has the power to accept or reject it. No matter what the lobbyist promises, it is the legislator’s responsibility to determine how he votes.Those 545 human beings spend much of their energy convincing you that what they did is not their fault. They cooperate in this common con regardless of party.
What separates a politician from a normal human being is an excessive amount of gall. No normal human being would have the gall of a Speaker, who stood up and criticized the President for creating deficits.. The president can only propose a budget. He cannot force the Congress to accept it.
The Constitution, which is the supreme law of the land, gives sole responsibility to the House of Representatives for originating and approving appropriations and taxes. Who is the speaker of the House? Nancy Pelosi. She is the leader of the majority party. She and fellow House members, not the president, can approve any budget they want. If the president vetoes it, they can pass it over his veto if they agree to.
It seems inconceivable to me that a nation of 300 million can not replace 545 people who stand convicted — by present facts — of incompetence and irresponsibility. I can’t think of a single domestic problem that is not traceable directly to those 545 people. When you fully grasp the plain truth that 545 people exercise the power of the federal government, then it must follow that what exists is what they want to exist.
If the tax code is unfair, it’s because they want it unfair.
If the budget is in the red, it’s because they want it in the red ..
If the Army & Marines are in IRAQ , it’s because they want them in IRAQ
If they do not receive social security but are on an elite retirement plan not available to the people, it’s because they want it that way.
There are no insoluble government problems.
Do not let these 545 people shift the blame to bureaucrats, whom they hire and whose jobs they can abolish; to lobbyists, whose gifts and advice they can reject; to regulators, to whom they give the power to regulate and from whom they can take this power. Above all, do not let them con you into the belief that there exists disembodied mystical forces like “the economy,” “inflation,” or “politics” that prevent them from doing what they take an oath to do.
Those 545 people, and they alone, are responsible.
They, and they alone, have the power.
They, and they alone, should be held accountable by the people who are their bosses.
Provided the voters have the gumption to manage their own employees.
We should vote all of them out of office and clean up their mess!
Charlie Reese is a former columnist of the Orlando Sentinel Newspaper.
Just so you’ll know
What I am doing here, writing this blog, is mostly a journal of sorts. I hope that someday my children, grandchildren nd even perhaps great grand children, will be able to get a look into my life, in my times and the joys and problems that presents.
I enjoy all those who read my blog and those who comment, even more. Through the writing of this and reading of other blogs, I have gotten to meet and perhaps even call friends, some wonderful people all around the world and get to look into their lives.
Every once in awhile when I get something of interest I will pass it on and let you know who wrote it or where it came from or something of that sort. I even go on a rant once in awhile.
This morning while waiting for it to warm up enough to go do my chores, I checked out the statistics on this blog. I wasn’t even aware I could do that. Lo and behold I found a place that showed where others had linked to one of my entries. Interesting.
I looked them over and found that my latest rant about whiners struck a nerve or a chord with others. I was taken to task and didn’t even know it!
One person mentioned that I was going out to feed my cows, hence I must have a dairy, as anyone else would have steers, calves and bulls. Too bad he didn’t understand that in this area “cows” can mean any bovine of any size or sex. We don’t use the word “cattle” very often. Weird? maybe, but we all know what we are talking about.
Another person took me to task for looking down upon and scorning my city and town cousins, as it were. What they didn’t notice was that I didn’t mean to exclude any person who does not live in a city or town. Ranchers and farmers whine also. Just usually on different subjects. It just happened that that morning all the whining I had read emanated from people who were in towns or cities and really didn’t have much to complain of, it seemed to me. That was the whole point of the post. That we all, me included, whine too much about too many things of little importance. What many failed to notice was the best part…..are you ready?
I was whining, in my post about whining!
Come on people, look up once in a while!
Life is too short. Don’t get your panties in a wad. Especially over something I might post here. After all, it’s really just a journal and anyone who doesn’t agree with me or my views is free to say so in the comments. But to cuss me behind my back, so to speak, just really shows lack of good taste and borders on cowardice.
Now go have a good day! 🙂
You bunch of whiners! LOL
By the way….
Went in to town on New Years day and watched Avatar. Kind of like watching Smurfs on steroids, but a good show to watch. In 3D. It had me ducking my head once in awhile! It’s kind of a libtard movie with a “save the planet” , message to it, but well worth watching for the visuals.
2010
We are off and running in a new year. Damn, I sure hope there are some good things coming!
A guy sent me this and if you are on my email list I sent it on to you. If not, here it is. I agree with this guy and think we need to get it out to all our elected officials.
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“I’m Tired” by Robert A. Hall”
Robert A. Hall is a Marine Vietnam veteran who served five terms in the Massachusetts State Senate.
![]() I’ll be 63 soon. Except for one semester in college when jobs were scarce, and a six-month period when I was between jobs, but job-hunting every day, I’ve worked, hard, since I was 18. Despite some health challenges, I still put in 50-hour weeks, and haven’t called in sick in seven or eight years. I make a good salary, but I didn’t inherit my job or my income, and I worked to get where I am. Given the economy, there’s no retirement in sight, and I’m tired. Very tired. I’m tired of being told that I have to “spread the wealth around” to people who don’t have my work ethic. I’m tired of being told the government will take the money I earned, by force if necessary, and give it to people too lazy or stupid to earn it. I’m tired of being told that I have to pay more taxes to “keep people in their homes.” Sure, if they lost their jobs or got sick, I’m willing to help. But if they bought McMansions at three times the price of our paid-off, $250,000 condo, on one-third of my salary, then let the left-wing Congress-critters who passed Fannie and Freddie and the Community Reinvestment Act that created the bubble help them with their own money. I’m tired of being told how bad America is by left-wing millionaires like Michael Moore, George Soros, and Hollywood entertainers who live in luxury because of the opportunities America offers. In thirty years, if they get their way, the United States will have the economy of Zimbabwe, the freedom of the press of China, the crime and violence of Mexico, the tolerance for Christian people of Iran, and the freedom of speech of Venezuela. Won’t multiculturalism be beautiful? I’m tired of being told that Islam is a “Religion of Peace,” when every day I can read dozens of stories of Muslim men killing their sisters, wives and daughters for their family “honor”; of Muslims rioting over some slight offense; of Muslims murdering Christian and Jews because they aren’t “believers”; of Muslims burning schools for girls; of Muslims stoning teenage rape victims to death for “adultery”; of Muslims mutilating the genitals of little girls; all in the name of Allah, because the Qur’an and Shari’a law tells them to. I believe “a man should be judged by the content of his character, not by the color of his skin.” I’m tired of being told that “race doesn’t matter” in the post-racial world of Obama, when it’s all that matters in affirmative action jobs, lower college admission and graduation standards for minorities (harming them the most), government contract set-asides, tolerance for the ghetto culture of violence and fatherless children that hurts minorities more than anyone, and in the appointment of US Senators from Illinois. I think it’s very cool that we have a black president and that a black child is doing her homework at the desk where Lincoln wrote the emancipation proclamation. I just wish the black president was Condi Rice, or someone who believes more in freedom and the individual and less arrogantly of an all-knowing government. I’m tired of a news media that thinks Bush’s fundraising and inaugural expenses were obscene, but that thinks Obama’s, at triple the cost, were wonderful; that thinks Bush exercising daily was a waste of presidential time, but Obama exercising is a great example for the public to control weight and stress; that picked over every line of Bush’s military records, but never demanded that Kerry release his; that slammed Palin, with two years as governor, for being too inexperienced for VP, but touted Obama with three years as senator as potentially the best president ever. Wonder why people are dropping their subscriptions or switching to Fox News? Get a clue. I didn’t vote for Bush in 2000, but the media and Kerry drove me to his camp in 2004. I’m tired of being told that out of “tolerance for other cultures” we must let Saudi Arabia use our oil money to fund mosques and madrassa Islamic schools to preach hate in America, while no American group is allowed to fund a church, synagogue, or religious school in Saudi Arabia to teach love and tolerance. I’m tired of being told I must lower my living standard to fight global warming, which no one is allowed to debate. My wife and I live in a two-bedroom apartment and carpool together five miles to our jobs. We also own a three-bedroom condo where our daughter and granddaughter live. Our carbon footprint is about 5% of Al Gore’s, and if you’re greener than Gore, you’re green enough. I’m tired of being told that drug addicts have a disease, and I must help support and treat them, and pay for the damage they do. Did a giant germ rush out of a dark alley, grab them, and stuff white powder up their noses while they tried to fight it off? I don’t think Gay people choose to be Gay, but I damn sure think druggies chose to take drugs. And I’m tired of harassment from cool people treating me like a freak when I tell them I never tried marijuana. I’m tired of illegal aliens being called “undocumented workers, especially the ones who aren’t working, but are living on welfare or crime. What’s next? Calling drug dealers, “Undocumented Pharmacists”? And, no, I’m not against Hispanics. Most of them are Catholic, and it’s been a few hundred years since Catholics wanted to kill me for my religion. I’m willing to fast track for citizenship any Hispanic person who can speak English, doesn’t have a criminal record and who is self-supporting without family on welfare, or who serves honorably for three years in our military…. Those are the citizens we need. I’m tired of latte liberals and journalists, who would never wear the uniform of the Republic themselves, or let their entitlement-handicapped kids near a recruiting station, trashing our military. They and their kids can sit at home, never having to make split-second decisions under life and death circumstances, and bad mouth better people than themselves. Do bad things happen in war? You bet. Do our troops sometimes misbehave? Sure. Does this compare with the atrocities that were the policy of our enemies for the last fifty years and still are? Not even close. So here’s the deal. I’ll let myself be subjected to all the humiliation and abuse that was heaped on terrorists at Abu Ghraib or Gitmo, and the critics can let themselves be subject to captivity by the Muslims who tortured and beheaded Daniel Pearl in Pakistan, or the Muslims who tortured and murdered Marine Lt. Col. William Higgins in Lebanon, or the Muslims who ran the blood-spattered Al Qaeda torture rooms our troops found in Iraq, or the Muslims who cut off the heads of schoolgirls in Indonesia, because the girls were Christian. Then we’ll compare notes. British and American soldiers are the only troops in history that civilians came to for help and handouts, instead of hiding from in fear. I’m tired of people telling me that their party has a corner on virtue and the other party has a corner on corruption. Read the papers; bums are bipartisan. And I’m tired of people telling me we need bipartisanship. I live in Illinois, where the ” Illinois Combine” of Democrats has worked to loot the public for years. Not to mention the tax cheats in Obama’s cabinet as well. I’m tired of hearing wealthy athletes, entertainers, and politicians of both parties talking about innocent mistakes, stupid mistakes or youthful mistakes, when we all know they think their only mistake was getting caught. I’m tired of people with a sense of entitlement, rich or poor. Speaking of poor, I’m tired of hearing people with air-conditioned homes, color TVs and two cars called poor. The majority of Americans didn’t have that in 1970, but we didn’t know we were “poor.” The poverty pimps have to keep changing the definition of poor to keep the dollars flowing. I’m real tired of people who don’t take responsibility for their lives and actions. I’m tired of hearing them blame the government, or discrimination, or big-whatever for their problems. Yes, I’m damn tired. But I’m also glad to be 63. Because, mostly, I’m not going to have to see the world these people are making. I’m just sorry for my granddaughter. Robert A. Hall is a Marine Vietnam veteran who served five terms in the Massachusetts State Senate. |
New Years Eve 09
New Years 2010
Two thousand nine is almost done
So I ponder on what has passed
Seems as I age each year just goes so much quicker
Life sails by way too fast
So many changes have happened this year
Good and bad scattered throughout
Stockmen fought snow and cold ‘till spring
I almost wished for a drought!
We had three blizzards in just two weeks!
Even the old timers never seen that
But then they didn’t have four wheel drive either
Afterwards the coyotes got fat
All that snow sure helped fill up the dams
Along with the following spring rains
All the hay and grass that grew so high
Helped to ease most of the pains
Odd how we always seem to need a calf killer
To ensure a bountiful year
Cattleman made ghoulish jokes to ease the pain
Trying to dispel some of the fear
That maybe the prices wouldn’t be quite enough
To ensure all their payments in fall
As always they tightened their belts a notch
Pulled their hats down and stood up tall
No, two thousand and nine maybe wasn’t the best
Like all years there was thick and thin
But we ended up with lots of feed for the stock
We’re in good shape for the shape we’re in
Two thousand and ten is bound to be better
That’s my prediction tho’ I ain’t no Wiz
How do I know? ‘Cause it’s plain as hell
This is the best “next year” country there is!
Robert Dennis 12/28/09
Happy New Years all!
Same old thing
Fed stock. Sat around and played with the grandsons. Let Kass whip me at cribbage. She say’s it’s a first but I doubt it. I have to run Cindy in in the morning for work and get a pump for my loader. The old one leaks pretty bad and the loader sure doesn’t seem to want to work very well. Kass took my car when she left tonight, seeing as how hers is in the shop. She made it to Wasta and had a flat tire I guess. Tate took his little Dodge over to Punkin Center and got new tires on back. Hopefully he can get around better now.
Our Christmas
We had it yesterday evening when Hope got here from work. Kids opened their presents and there were even a few for the old people. Grandkids got red wagons to share between brothers and we had put one together. They sure had fun. Pushed and pulled each other around the house. They are learning about steering. Every little kid ought to have a wagon.
Tate and Chancve helped me with fixing my sled that I broke trying to get it out of a drift that was around it. Tate also helped me with my pump on my loder while Chance welded a new pin for the sled. I am afraid I need a new pump for the loader. I suppose I will have to take Cindy back to work and then pick up a pump while I am in town.
3 below at 7:30 this morning.


