Ever wonder how so many politicians earn only a good wage and yet end up multimillionaires? I may have found out why! The wicked accepts a bribe in secret to pervert the ways of justice..Proverbs 17:23 They are owned by who bought them.
It seems to me nobody owns Trump. Maybe that’s why he is so despised. What big money can’t control it will destroy. The deep state is very deep indeed. Follow the money is a great tool understand who really is in power. Find those in power and learn their agenda. Read the Bible and you’ll see it was all laid out from the ancient days. Give your heart to Jesus and rejoice in His soon return. So ..I guess I am now criminal for my faith.
I am just going to copy one paragraph from the Generation Y Blog. For some reason this paragraph is speaking to me and so I wanted to share with whoever might stumble on my blog.
Sad is the fate of those who are not remembered in a single joke. Poor is the man who never said “I was wrong,” who never knew the pleasure of engaging in arguments with an adversary, and who couldn’t even manage to taste the grace of humor.
Well today I am feeling like I have had an epiphany and it dawns on me that my family should find someone stronger and more interesting than me. I am not a strong person either in my physical ability or my mental self. I defer what I really think a lot because I really hate confrontations; they make me uncomfortable and uneasy. My ability to get things done here is severely limited by my lack of skill and my physical limitations.
Bottom line is that my family would be much better off if they could move on to someone better than me and that shouldn’t be too hard to find.
It’s just my weird way of thinking and seeing things but I am now thinking that with Sea World not having any whale or dolphin shows and with Barnum and Baily now shut down that this will have a negative effect on animals in the world.
Todays vocal activists became interested in animals after experiencing them by visiting places like SeaWorld and the Circus. The dilemma is this. Without the spark of interest created by such places as Barnum and Bailey and SeaWorld there will be fewer and fewer of these so called activists to worry about animal rights. That means that these activists have set their own cause back about 50 years or more. There needs to be more tolerance and flexibility to further the cause and not kill it.
But of course the hard core activists (whatever the cause) are absolutely never satisfied and keep pushing further and further. These activists will seen find out what other activists have started to find out, that the silent majority will allow itself to be pushed just so far and then they will start pushing back; and that push back will be further and harder then they normally would taking back a lot of the ground that the activists have gained.
The very people and groups who call everyone racists and sees racial overtones in literally everyone and everything are the very ones who when they first see a person see first the color, race, religion, clothes and so forth first and do not see the person first. And they also think that a black person, Asian or gay person are so weak and inept that they can’t think or fend for themselves. And who appointed these asinine liberals to speak for all groups in the world; did anyone ask these folks if they need or want these people to think for them.
I have seen obsessive animal lovers who say they won’t eat meat because it means an animal has to die and it is cruel. But I have noticed over time that these same people always without fail will make sure the dog or cat food they buy for their animals have “meat” in it. I don’t get it, is that meat in the animal foods not really meat – I don’t think so, I’ve read the label.
I don’t get it when I hear liberals rail against capital punishment as being cruel and inhumane but these same folks are all pro abortion. So somehow killing and mutilating babies is somehow ok? Of course the other side is a bit inconsistent also as Pro Life usually means Pro Capital Punishment; I am in this group I am afraid as if killers are put to death then they will not be hurting other people in the future.
On the lighter side when going to the grocery store to pick up toilet paper I find that it is not called toilet paper, it is called bath tissue. Now who among us has ever bathed with and dried off with “bath tissue”? It is toilet paper folks – always was and always will be.
Remember Slow Food?
‘Someone asked the other day, ‘What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?’
‘We didn’t have fast food when I was growing up,
I informed him.
‘All the food was slow.’
‘C’mon, seriously. Where did you eat?’
‘It was a place called ‘at
Home,” I explained. !
‘Mom cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn’t like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.’
By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn’t tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table.
But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it :
Some parents NEVER owned their own house, never wore Levi’s, never set foot on a golf course, never traveled out of the country or had a credit card.
In their later years they had something called a revolving charge card. The card was good only at Sears Roebuck. Or maybe it was Sears & Roebuck.
Either way, there is no Roebuck anymore. Maybe he died
My parents never drove me to soccer practice. This was mostly because we never had heard of soccer.
I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow)
We didn’t have a television in our house until I was 11.
It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at midnight, after playing the national anthem and a poem about God; it came back on the air at about 6 a.m. And there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people.
I was 19 before I tasted my first pizza, it was called ‘pizza pie.’ When I bit into it, I burned the roof of my mouth and the cheese slid off, swung down, plastered itself against my chin and burned that, too. It’s still the best pizza I ever had.
I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone in the house was in the living room and it was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn’t know weren’t already using the line.
Pizzas were not delivered to our home. But milk was.
All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers–my brother delivered a newspaper, six days a week. It cost 7 cents a paper, of which he got to keep 2 cents. He had to get up at 6 AM every morning.
On Saturday, he had to collect the 42 cents from his customers. His favorite customers were the ones who gave him 50 cents and told him to keep the change. His least favorite customers were the ones who seemed to never be home on collection day.
Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or most anything offensive.
If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren
Just don’t blame me if they bust a gut laughing.
Growing up isn’t what it used to be, is it?
MEMORIES from a friend :
My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother’s house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to ‘sprinkle’ clothes with because we didn’t have steam irons. Man, I am old.
How many do you remember?
Head lights dimmer switches on the floor.
Ignition switches on the dashboard.
Heaters mounted on the inside of the fire wall.
Real ice boxes.
Pant leg clips for bicycles without chain guards.
Soldering irons you heat on a gas burner.
Using hand signals for cars without turn signals.
Older Than Dirt Quiz :
Count all the ones that you remember not the ones you were told about. Ratings at the bottom.
1. Blackjack chewing gum
2. Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water
3. Candy cigarettes
4. Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles
5 Coffee shops or diners with table side jukeboxes
6. Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers
7. Party lines on the telephone
8 Newsreels before the movie
9. P.F. Flyers
10. Butch wax
11.. TV test patterns that came on at night after the last show and were there until TV shows started again in the morning. (there were only 3 channels…[if you were fortunate)
13. Howdy Doody
14. 45 RPM records
15.S&H green stamps
17. Metal ice trays with lever
18. Mimeograph paper
19. Blue flashbulb
21. Roller skate keys
25. Wash tub wringers
If you remembered 0-5 = You’re still young
If you remembered 6-10 = You are getting older
If you remembered 11-15 = Don’t tell your age,
If you remembered 16-25 = You’ re older than dirt!
I might be older than dirt but those memories are some of the best parts of my life.
Don’t forget to pass this along!!
Especially to all your really good
It has been said that the young look to the future and the old look to the past. Since I am pushing 70 I can attest to that first hand. The last few years I have thought a lot of childhood memories and places.
I remember when every family had only one car and the whole family shared it with the kids being at the bottom of the pecking order. Today though it is common that every member of the family has a car – they feel it is their right.
I remember when every household had only one telephone and it was attached to the wall with a cord. That progressed to the point that telephones became cordless and you could walk around the house. In todays world everybody has a cell phone and it can be used anywhere you go; people are on the phone in movies, while shopping, while driving or walking – everywhere.
And music, well it just isn’t good anymore. I have always loved music of all kinds except for Opera and Rap. I even love some music recorded way before I was born. One thing I have noticed over the years is that the singers and groups of the past always dressed up and looked great with suits or matching outfits; but in todays world the singers and groups look like they have just crawled out from under a bridge where they passed out from drinking too much. And the old music (except for the novelty songs) was basically about love, looking for love, lost my love and so forth and was for the most part fairly poetic (case in point was The Elusive Butterfly by Bob Lind); but today all the music is about “sex, drugs and rock n roll”.
I remember that most homes had only One Television and it was basically a piece of furniture. We had to have an antenna either on the roof of the house or some of us used rabbit ears which we could move around to get a stronger signal. We had about 3 channels plus the public broadcasting channel (vhf or uhf). Today TVs are thin and can be as large as 70 inches; or TV shows can be watched on your iPhone or tablet. Oh yeah and thanks to Cable or Streaming services those 3 channels are now hundreds of channels.
I remember seeing the first man walk on the moon and it was exciting. Today space travel does not excite anyone. They just don’t care as long as they can stare at the screen on their iPhone.