Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Why is it the IRS has No Problem Tracking My Money, But the Government Can't Track the Bailout Money?
Here's wishing the Governor the best of luck with his new position.
...Robert Byrd. No other liberal silliness shines above this moment on the Senate floor after Ted Kennedy was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Would someone please tell the Senator that Ted is still alive? You would think Byrd and Kennedy may have been lovers based on what you are about to see. This love fest is embarrassing for the good people of West Virginia. The rest of the country now knows the truth that they elected a senile old man to represent them.
Why West Virginia, why?
Finally, who could forget Peggy Joseph as we wrap up the year. She may not have won Bungalow Bill's Waky Liberal of the Year, but she gave Senator Robert Byrd a good run for his money. One more time for 2008, here's the spokeswoman for the entitlement generation, a woman who will be disappointed this time next year, and an example of what's wrong with America today, Peggy Joseph.
We don't see great things for Peggy Jospeph's future if she continues down the road of government dependence and entitlement. The greatest help anyone could give Peggy is this... Go out and make it happen on your own. You will be far happier.
Happy 2009 Everyone! Let's make it the year of the conservative voice.
When I would drive home for Christmas, I would see the signs along Interstate 44. They always advertised ways for help or reporting your neighbors if you suspected they were making it. Other than the signs, I was ignorant of how people used the drug, the ingredients, or how they went about making it. All of that was about to change.
I left Southwest Missouri State University between my junior and senior of college. I was offered a great sales job for a dental supply company out of Canton, Michigan. The offer was for more money than my friends with degrees were making (a dirty little secret about a college education), so it was off to the big city of Chicago. After years on the road and especially post 9/11 airport security, I got tired of taking off my shoes at metal detectors and looking through a windshield driving up and down I-65. I knew the time was coming to finish my degree, and I saved money and planned for the day.
After looking at all my possibilities, I knew it was best to come back to southwest Missouri. Southwest Missouri State had just been renamed Missouri State thanks to my childhood friend and governor, Matt Blunt. I reapplied, and I began looking for an apartment that would accept my dog Kayleigh. After a day of searching, I found a little studio apartment off National and Division. I knew it was a rough part of town, but I had seen worse selling to doctors in some of the south side neighborhoods of Chicago. It would only be a year anyway.
My Dad came up to Chicago and drove the U-Haul back to Springfield. The next day, we went and got the keys to the little studio apartment, which was an old house turned into three apartments. It was going to be cramped. I felt bad for my lab. She was use to stretching her legs and getting out in Chicago, and now we were going to be on top of each other.
I quickly got a taste of my neighbors. A gangsta looking man, almost Snoop Dog in appearance walked into my apartment while we were moving stuff in. I got a little worried, but he claimed he worked for the owner and he had to get some things out of the closet that he stored for his girlfriend. We moved in.
I watched my use of my electricity closely. I hardly ever ran the heat, after all, I was now Chicago tough. I had been through the worst of winters I would probably ever see, I could handle the mild winters here. I had a little space heater that worked just fine. The first two months were great. My bills were small.
The third month, they finally rented out the largest of the three units. I caught them moving in while I was off to school on my Scooter one morning—more gang bangers. Lucky me! I will just keep to myself. Keep my doors locked, and hope that Kayleigh would be a deterrent. Shortly after they moved in, I got a nearly $300 electric bill. I freaked. I was a student now. How could this be?
I called Springfield City Utilities. I explained that I live in a very small apartment and I never run my heat. I was use to paying Commonwealth Edison for my power, and they are among the highest in the country. Never did I have a bill that was even close to this much. I demanded that they check my meter. They came out and reread it. It was correct according to them. I wrote the check knowing that I would not be able to survive if this kept up. I became a miser—more blankets at night and I turned off the space heater. The next month, the bill came again. It was even higher. I dialed CU.
I demanded that they come out to check the meter again. I met the guy outside, and asked him to make sure the meters weren’t crossed. When he flipped the switch, my lights stayed on. You could hear the fan from the heat pump next door shut off. He flipped it on again. When he flipped the other switch that he thought was my neighbors, my lights went off. I had been paying the neighbors high electric bills.
I thanked him for coming out, and I knocked on the door of my gang banger neighbors. A man dressed in North Carolina powder blue sweat suit and gold incisors groggily answered the door. “Wus up?” His head moved upward diagonally to the right.
I kept it short. “Our power lines were crossed, so I have been paying your electric bill and you have been paying my electric bill. City Utilities will make the adjustments on the next bill.” I knew I probably wasn’t going to have an electric bill for the rest of my lease in the little apartment.
A few days later I came home from classes on my scooter. I parked it under the stairs up to the upstairs apartment, and walked to the front porch. A trail of blood ran up the wooden stairs to Snoop Dog’s apartment. I followed it back to the mailboxes on the front porch. I didn’t want to know.
I sat in my apartment wondering if someone was stabbed. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to stir things up. This wasn’t a situation I wanted to be in. I slept on it.
The next day, I took my dog outside and walked. After she did her business, I walked back into my apartment and carelessly left the door unlocked. As I was shaving in the bathroom, Snoop Dog’s girlfriend comes rushing through my front door and quickly locks it.
“My old man is going to beat me,” she frantically screamed as I come out of the bathroom. “May I leave this stuff here?” There was a green duffel back and a framed lithograph. I said sure, without thinking. She then quickly left and ran down the road.
The cops soon came. Snoop Dog said he cut himself. He had medical bandages. I doubt he was telling them the truth.
I never saw her again, and the bag sat by the front door, and it had an odor. After a few days, I set it outside.
A few days later the landlord showed up, and Snoop Dog was gone. Somewhere during all this, the gold toothed guy and his friends moved out. They stiffed the landlord a bunch of money. He didn’t tell me this.
It took a few months to fill the vacancy. I heard the moving truck pull up, and a single mom and her baby began moving in. We would talk passing by, but it wasn’t until the roof started leaking and warping into her apartment that I would find out what was going on next door. She came over and asked if I had some buckets. I gave her my map bucket, and she discouragingly said she had enough of the apartment. It had been nothing but problems.
Her heater had gone out, so she and her baby were living off space heaters. I turned my heater on and invited them over to watch movies. Springfield, Missouri was suffering the worst early winter in years, and I was just a few short weeks from graduation. Classes were called that day, so we watched movies.
She told me that she couldn’t immediately move into the apartment. The landlord had to have it specially cleaned because they suspected they were cooking methamphetamine. He had to replace all the screens on the windows. They had used them to filter the crystals.
I asked her about her electric bill, and she said it ran just under $100, less than half of what I was charged when the lines were crossed.
She was surprised I never smelled anything, but sense of smell is my worse sense. I was gone so much for school and other things that I was rarely at the apartment when they were there anyway. Since then, I have learned this frequently goes on in smaller apartments and hotel rooms in Missouri. I was shocked that it was going under my nose.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Order of the Arrow (OA) ceremony night was Wednesday at Camp Arrowhead, found in Marshfield, Missouri. We met behind the mess hall after dark. Troop by troop marched single file into the dark Camp Arrowhead woods to the sound of an Indian drumbeat. As we got closer to the OA ring, the drum became louder. We continued to march until we arrived at the ring. The large campfire gave our first light since we left the mess hall.
All the troops at camp that week formed a large circle around the campfire. Behind the circle marched three scouts, dressed as Indians, suddenly pulled a scout by both arms out of the circle and then forced him to run with the three scouts to the chief of the ceremony. Two of the scouts released the arms of the chosen scout and the chief instructed the scout and gave an OA sash to wear on his uniform. One of the instructions was not to talk. I completed the ordeal that year.
I loved the OA ceremony. It has a sense of mystery to it, mainly, how did they know which scout to pull out of the circle to begin their ‘ordeal’ into full membership into OA.
I returned to Camp Arrowhead this year. I asked about the ceremony in hopes that someone would tell me how they know which scout to pull. The answer saddened me. They no longer pull the Scouts out like that. It’s considered hazing (bullying).
Yesterday, I blogged about Missouri State Representative Sara Lampe’s bill to discourage bullying, which focuses on gay teenagers. While I am sure Lampe’s intentions are good, legislators often fail to realize the full effect of their good intentions. Political correctness kills great traditions, just like the OA tradition to begin a chosen Scout’s ordeal. The more I think about Lampe’s bill and other bills similar to it, the angrier I get thinking about the consequences of this legislation. Lampe’s bill is a freedom killer, and I doubt she considers this as she obviously believes her bill brings about positive change.
Monday, December 29, 2008
After reading the Springfield News-Leader’s article in today’s paper, it appears this legislation is geared to protect homosexual teenagers. It’s another piece of legislation that will cost Missouri taxpayers while resulting in little success. Bullies are going to exist as long as humanity exists. They may eventually drug bullies like they drug any other child that shows the slightest bit of energy they consider out of control, but other than that, what are they going do?
Notice they make a drug for nearly every childhood condition now from hyperactivity to depression, but I don’t know of one yet to help teenagers deal with sexuality issues. I never advocate destroying a child’s personality with psychological drugs like Ritalin or Concerta. Please note that some childhood issues are dealt with drugs and others with legislation. Why is that? Why do lawmakers and psychologist discriminate behaviors?
A walk on today’s college and high school campuses displays all the failed efforts to stop bullying. There are safe zones for gay students, they have clubs to help kids deal with their sexual identities, and various faculty members are available to put out the fires and discuss bully/victim issues. All the money, training, and awareness programs provided, and bullying still occurs. Now Representative Lampe wants to throw more Missourians’ money at the problem.
Bullying is such a broad topic, that it’s nearly impossible to define all the behavior that is considered bullying. Heck, if you don’t wear the right clothes in school, you get bullied. If you don’t take part in sports, you get bullied. With Representative Lampe’s bill, we have another example of how government keeps us divided. In this case, it’s the rainbow divide. We always define students in groups, which is what Lampe’s bill continues to do. It’s them vs. us. Once you create the line, kids often see how far over the line they can go.
There were times in my life where I was bullied for different reasons. I feel bullying is a chance for a child to build some character. Of course, society doesn’t like for children to feel pain these days, so we get useless emotional legislation from government officials like Lampe. A child can learn to do two things with the bully. They can fuel the bully by running, showing fear, commenting in a manner the bully wants, or tattle telling, or they can learn not to fuel the bully. Learning not to fuel the bully is the key, not more government.
If we don’t start teaching children how to deal with pain, you can count on more senseless violence from the same overprotected children. It’s time we seriously evaluate how we raise children, and we don’t’ need a government program created to do it. It starts with learning you are going to get your feelings hurt many times in life. Deal with it!
Lampe’s legislation should already be common sense. It includes no name calling, no bullying on school busses, required reporting and response mechanisms, and more faculty training. Nothing revolutionary! Representative Lampe isn’t a genius here, and why they celebrate hers today on the front page of the Springfield News-Leader is beyond me. Clearly, the news in the Middle East wasn’t as important at Gregory Trotter’s front page headlines.
Here’s an idea for Lampe that would gain my respect. Why not introduce a bill protecting hard-working Americans from the bully known as the IRS? Oh, that’s right, she’s a Democrat—the party of nickel and diming Americans.
“As Oregonians drive less and demand more fuel-efficient vehicles, it is increasingly important that the state find a new way, other than the gas tax, to finance our transportation system.”
Everywhere I look, I see cameras--cameras that watch our movements. Now they want to attach GPS to our chief mode of transportation? Do you see the violation of your liberty and freedom caused by all these governmental uses of technology? Not only that, notice all the new ways they want to take your money. Every time you turn around, there is talk of a new tax.
Of course the government would never implant GPS devices to track the movements of illegal aliens. They are going to attach them to law abiding American citizens.
The more we accept that these cameras and GPS devices as necessary evils of government, the more freedoms we lose and the more government picks from our pocket.
- 10 million are illegal immigrants-They are driving up health care costs because they can't be denied in the nation's emergency rooms. Their lack of green card translates to lack of responsibility for their bills.
- 15 million are eligible for Medicare but don't apply (Let's hope this includes the hundred of thousands of UAW members that retire with sweet health care benefits, which are getting bailed out.)
- 15 million adults whose children are eligible for free health insurance
- 10 million childless adults
Redefining the Democrat's rhetoric weakens their argument. In the United States, not one of these 45 million people would be denied in an emergency room, even the people breaking the law (illegal aliens).
The argument was always weak. It's pathos designed for you to feel sympathetic for those Americans whose employers aren't generous enough to provide health insurance. I know, with the exception of keeping score at a local softball complex, every job I have had, has health benefits. This includes McDonald's providing you work enough hours.
The Democrats lie about it. They want to create health care envy like they created class envy. It's all designed to gain votes. Put the pieces together. Ten million illegal aliens without health care will be insured if the Democrats successfully pass nationalized health care. From Spanish to English, that translates to votes.
I watched the increase of Latinos in Cook County, Illinois, where I called home for over ten years. In the coming years, the Latino community will be the majority in Cook County, and this trend is occurring in other key states--California, New York, Texas, and Florida. If Republicans lose Texas and Florida, it will make winning national elections tough.
This is obviously the final piece of our puzzle. Democrats know that if they allow illegals to come into the country, give them amnesty to become citizens, and then shower them with social welfare, states like Texas will turn from red, to purple, to blue. Honestly, purple is wishful thinking.
The Hill Magazine published an alarming trend for Republicans. By the year 2020, The Hill predicts 20 percent of the total voters will be Latino. No wonder the Democrats are pushing so hard, while selling their country out for immigration legislation that legalizes the millions of illegals in this country.
The current law-abiding citizens of the United States will pay the most for the Democrat's greed. Not only will the costs of nationalizing health care drive up taxes, like it has everywhere it's been tried, it will also force rationing of health care. In other words, the government decides how important your life is compared to the treatment you need. Could party identification come into play one day when it's your life? You never know, but you may soon find out.
The promise of amnesty will drive even more people across the border. Education and housing costs will rise. Our infrastructure will be furthered taxed by the increase use. It will have a domino effect justifying higher taxes as well. At the same time, the more people who are in the job market, the lower the wages paid. It's a simple supply and demand principle that not only applies to products but to people as well.
I am not even going to mention the threat of terrorism. These democratic sponsored programs open the doors for increased terrorism as well.
The national debt has skyrocketed since FDR's New Deal. Don't kid yourself, the New Deal carried this same thinking of securing democratic power. This extension of New Deal thinking comes with a huge price--a price America might not be able to pay, especially after the bailouts.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Just looking at that picture, I doubt I could even swallow that stuff without gagging. Of course, I have tried tofu at BD's Mongolian, and that was the last time it touched my mouth. If someone from BD's reads this, I would love to see a location in Springfield, MO. I lived close to the one in Naperville, Illinois, and I miss it filling my bowl with lamb, beef, salmon, and on occasion crayfish. YUM!
Ozark Tiger Football Stadium with the high school a few yards behind the
The Ozark Tiger scoreboard with live video play back.
The press box and the section of stadium seating.
Apparently the walk to the high school was too much for the kids, so they
spent more of Christian County tax payers' money to build a field house.
Of course, you can't go anywhere without Big Brother watching these days.
Ozark residents aren't allowed to use the facility they paid for. They can't
walk on the track for exercise or use the field for a pick up game. The gates
are locked and there are security cameras everywhere you look. Keep in mind,
Ozark and Christian County residents and business owners pay the stadium's bill, while the
students raise funds for classroom computers.
The concession area
Even the baseball field was built beyond the basic needs.
Frank finished fourth in Bungalow Bill's Wacky Liberal of the Year.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
This year, I believe my triumph over this synthetic holiday is nearly complete. The only mentions of Kwanzaa I’ve seen are humorous ones. Most important, for the first time in eight years, President George W. Bush appears not to have issued “Kwanzaa greetings” to honor this phony non-Christian holiday that is younger than I am.
It is a fact that Kwanzaa was invented in 1966 by a black radical FBI stooge, Ron Karenga, aka Dr. Maulana Karenga. Karenga was a founder of United Slaves, a violent nationalist rival to the Black Panthers and a dupe of the FBI.
In what was probably ultimately a foolish gamble, during the madness of the ’60s the FBI encouraged the most extreme black nationalist organizations in order to discredit and split the left. The more preposterous the organization, the better. Using that criterion, Karenga’s United Slaves was perfect. In the annals of the American ’60s, Karenga was the Father Gapon, stooge of the czarist police.
Despite modern perceptions that blend all the black activists of the ’60s, the Black Panthers did not hate whites. They did not seek armed revolution. Those were the precepts of Karenga’s United Slaves. United Slaves were proto-fascists, walking around in dashikis, gunning down Black Panthers and adopting invented “African” names. (That was a big help to the black community: How many boys named “Jamal” currently sit on death row?)
Whether Karenga was a willing dupe, or just a dupe, remains unclear. Curiously, in a 1995 interview with Ethnic NewsWatch, Karenga matter of factly explained that the forces out to get O.J. Simpson for the “framed” murder of two whites included: “the FBI, the CIA, the State Department, Interpol, the Chicago Police Department” and so on. Karenga should know about FBI infiltration. (He further noted that the evidence against O.J. “was not strong enough to prohibit or eliminate unreasonable doubt” — an interesting standard of proof.)
In the category of the-gentleman-doth-protest-too-much, back in the ’70s, Karenga was quick to criticize rumors that black radicals were government-supported. When Nigerian newspapers claimed that some American black radicals were CIA operatives, Karenga publicly denounced the idea, saying, “Africans must stop generalizing about the loyalties and motives of Afro-Americans, including the widespread suspicion of black Americans being CIA agents.”
Now we know that the FBI fueled the bloody rivalry between the Panthers and United Slaves. In one barbarous outburst, Karenga’s United Slaves shot to death Black Panthers Al “Bunchy” Carter and deputy minister John Huggins on the UCLA campus. Karenga himself served time, a useful steppingstone for his current position as a black studies professor at California State University at Long Beach.
(Sing to “Jingle Bells”)Kwanzaa bells, dashikis sellWhitey has to pay;Burning, shooting, oh what funOn this made-up holiday!
Kwanzaa itself is a nutty blend of schmaltzy ’60s rhetoric, black racism and Marxism. Indeed, the seven “principles” of Kwanzaa praise collectivism in every possible arena of life — economics, work, personality, even litter removal. (“Kuumba: Everyone should strive to improve the community and make it more beautiful.”) It takes a village to raise a police snitch.
When Karenga was asked to distinguish Kawaida, the philosophy underlying Kwanzaa, from “classical Marxism,” he essentially explained that under Kawaida, we also hate whites. While taking the “best of early Chinese and Cuban socialism” — which one assumes would exclude the forced abortions, imprisonment of homosexuals and forced labor — Kawaida practitioners believe one’s racial identity “determines life conditions, life chances and self-understanding.” There’s an inclusive philosophy for you.
Coincidentally, the seven principles of Kwanzaa are the very same seven principles of the Symbionese Liberation Army, another charming invention of the Worst Generation. In 1974, Patricia Hearst, kidnap victim-cum-SLA revolutionary, posed next to the banner of her alleged captors, a seven-headed cobra. Each snake head stood for one of the SLA’s revolutionary principles: Umoja, Kujichagulia, Ujima, Ujamaa, Nia, Kuumba and Imani — the exact same seven “principles” of Kwanzaa.
Kwanzaa was the result of a ’60s psychosis grafted onto the black community. Liberals have become so mesmerized by multicultural nonsense that they have forgotten the real history of Kwanzaa and Karenga’s United Slaves — the violence, the Marxism, the insanity. Most absurdly, for leftists anyway, is that they have forgotten the FBI’s tacit encouragement of this murderous black nationalist cult founded by the father of Kwanzaa.
This is a holiday for white liberals — the kind of holiday Bill Ayers and Bernardine Dohrn probably celebrate. Meanwhile, most blacks celebrate Christmas.
Kwanzaa liberates no one; Christianity liberates everyone, proclaiming that we are all equal before God. “There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus” (Galatians 3:28). Not surprisingly, it was practitioners of that faith who were at the forefront of the abolitionist and civil rights movements.
Next year this time, we’ll find out if our new “Halfrican” president is really black or just another white liberal. If he’s black enough to say the “brothers should pull up their pants,” surely Barack Obama can just say no to Kwanzaa.
Number five is a lib that disgusts me with his hateful rhetoric blended in huge words that I don't even believe he understands. I couldn't stand him on ESPN. Now he is helping sink MSNBC, which isn't a bad thing.
Would someone tell Keith Olbermann that if Bill Clinton had taken terrorism seriously, George W. Bush may not have had to clean up Iraq. Of course, Olbermann will never admit that truth. He has made a name for himself screaming at W. Well, he doesn't have W. to scream at in a few short days, so we will surely watch Olbermann ride off in the failed Franken sunset. By the way Keith, Saddam used plenty of weapons of mass destruction during his tenure as a hateful tyrant, and he is responsible for more deaths than any other middle eastern Islamic terrorist. I hope this statistic remains true, Mr. Olbermann, for if it doesn't, you might be a shadowy remain on a New York sidewalk wishing for the leadership that Bush provided just before your demise. You are a disgrace to journalism Mr. Olbermann, and you are Bungalow Bill's fifth place Wacky Liberal of the Year.
"But this is like, you know you said – in your career – my career has been 22 years long,” Myers said. “That’s a good career in TV, but talking about climate – it’s like having a car for three days and saying, ‘This is a great car.’ Well, yeah – it was for three days, but maybe in days five, six and seven it won’t be so good. And that’s what we’re doing here. We have 100 years worth of data, not millions of years that the world’s been around."
Lehr suggested the earth is presently entering a cooling cycle – a result of nature, not man.
“The last 10 years have been quite cool, and right now, I think we’re going into cooling rather than warming and that should be a much greater concern for humankind. But, all we can do is adapt. It is the sun that does it, not man.” (Did you hear that Dan Shapley?)
Friday, December 26, 2008
Jerry Agar and the Kidders are no longer featured on WLS. WLS recently hired Erich 'Mancow' Muller for the 9-11 spot. (Rush Limbaugh, a Missourian like Mancow, congratulated Mancow on his first day at WLS. Mancow wrote a few spoofs for Limbaugh.) Agar has filled in for Mark Levin, and I am sure we haven't heard the last of from Agar. Here's a couple of Slagle's routines:
Tim Slagle on Taxes
Tim Slagle on Al Gore and Global Warming
Proving the power of a woman over a man, the CIA Viagra fights the war on terror with Viagra. US officials in Afghanistan exchange the little blue pill in exchange for valuable information about the Taliban and Al Qaeda.
The CIA recently offered four pills to a 60 plus year-old tribal leader and husband of four young wives. Four days later, he returned to the tribe and received a smile and all sorts of information about Taliban movements and supply routes.
It's not uncommon for American conveniences to be used for information, but Viagra is performing miracles in more ways than one. Not only that, but you have to love how America uses its ingenuity.
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