Limbaugh And The Republi-cants

Greetings All,

Rush Limbaugh.

What a supersize piece of crap you are, mister.
I really have to think that the more this guy talks the more people realize how ugly, vile and un-American his ideology really is.

Team AWOP Contributor, Thurman of Random Abstractions has a few thoughts on mister Limbaugh and those Republicants as well........

Republican Crybabies

I understand that President Obama doesn't want to come straight out of the starting gate playing hardball with the GOP members of Congress. Part of the reason I voted for the man is his innate ability to empathize with the points of views of people on all sides of an issue and find the common ground where we can all reap the greatest good. My patience with the shenanigans some members of the Republican party are pulling this week is quickly running out. I'm ready to see our majority kick down some doors.

To appease the far right, Mr. Obama personally asked for the removal of funding for family planning from the current stimulus bill. Okay, I can see where some people might not see that sort of thing as directly related to economic stimulus, even though we all know the real reason it was removed. Maybe our side stuck that in there just so we would have a few things we could yank out during the negotiating process.

Funding for renovating the national mall, one of the most visited national parks in the country, was also removed - again due to conservative posturing. That money would likely have been used to hire local area small businesses to provide the needed services. I thought this was the kind of thing this bill is supposed to do. It would certainly have meant hiring some people, who would have earned paychecks and ultimately would have spent some of that money in the local economy, thus generating economic stimulus.

I also read somewhere that funding for infrastructure improvements, a big part of what Barack Obama campaigned on last year, has been cut in order to slide more tax cuts into the bill. A lot of us voted for change in part because we believe that much of our national infrastructure is in dire need of repair.

We've tried stimulating the economy with tax cuts for the past eight years (some would argue even longer) and where has it gotten us? Look around at the mess we're in. The fact that you cannot cut taxes, enshrine endless consuming, and expect sustainable growth in perpetuity seems to have been proven beyond repudiation in the first eight years of the twenty-first century.

If all of the aforementioned Republican nonsense wasn't bad enough, this evening I read that some Republican senators are even threatening to stall a vote on Labor Secretary nominee Hilda Solis, due to her support of organized labor and the Employee Free Choice Act. Get a grip you babies - YOU LOST! A huge part of the electorate turned out last November and held a referendum on your ideas and policies -the verdict was quite clear. YOU LOST! Deal with it!

President Obama, if by some miracle you should ever read this, I applaud your efforts to reach across the aisle and consider the opinions of all parties involved, but there has to be a limit, a point at which you and your administration say to these sore losers, "you had your chance, now we do it our way." I believe we've reached that point. Don't let them water down your (and our) agenda for the sake of some pretended bipartisanship on their part, only to have them throw you under the bus at the first opportunity. Stand firm, we are with you.

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One other point before I close this evening.

Recently conservative talk-radio blow hard, Rush Limbaugh very publicly stated that he hopes President Obama fails. A few days later he was heard defending his unpatriotic remarks by rationalizing that Barack Obama probably hopes he (Limbaugh) fails too.

The difference here is that Barack Obama is the duly elected president of the most powerful nation in the free world, and you, Mr. Limbaugh, are merely an over paid, over rated, drug addicted, mouthpiece of corporate America with an over amplified microphone. While your ideology and your behavior absolutely disgust me, I will forever defend your right as an American, to continue showing your ass in public.

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What's up with those House Republicans? Same old shell game with the truth.



Peace Y'all

Moose and Squirrel

Greetings All,

I am loving this team blog thing. I am not particularly "funny". In fact, I am particularly too serious most of the time.

It is good to know humerous people like Lisa at Politics Over 50, my friend and AWOP TeamZine contributor. She is not just funny, she is VERY FUNNY. It appears that not only is she very funny, she knows people who are very funny.

Team Blogging...I had a feeling this thing could be fun...ny.

Moose and Squirrel



A little humor sent my way from Me-Me over at The Screaming Me-Me and Turquoise Moon:

For those of you who aren't as gnarled and ancient as me, these two characters originated in the (mainly) 60's cartoon show Rocky and Bullwinkle. When I looked up the show and their character descriptions, I had to smile:

"The scheming villains in most episodes were the fiendish, but inept, agents of the fictitious nation of Pottsylvania: Boris Badenov, a pun on Boris Godunov, and Natasha Fatale, a pun on femme fatale [Sarah wishes]. Boris and Natasha were commanded by the sinister [but rarely seen] Mr. Big [Cheney] and Fearless Leader [Shrub].

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She seems to be a bit more intelligent, or at least more thoughtful, [OK, so maybe not, but she DOES have boobs and a tight purple dress that turned red in the last episode - commie!] than Boris, and often points out flaws in his plans or voices slight contempt for his [campaign's] bungling, to which his customary reply was "Shuddup you mouth, Natasha." [We all wish he'd said it more often.] Also, in one episode, Natasha does say "SHUT UP YOUR MOUTH!!!!" to Boris, while their car goes over cliff. [Yes, Sarah will keep trying, all the way to 2012, to have the last word.]

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Usually, Boris's misdeeds are thwarted by Rocky the Flying Squirrel and Bullwinkle the Moose. Boris's attempts at killing "moose and squirrel" (as he refers to them) also always end in failure, usually by his own scheme backfiring on him. As Boris expresses his plight in one episode: 'I put bomb in squirrel's briefcase and who gets blown up? Me!'" [That's what you get for listening to the neocons, John.]

It's amazing how a 1960's cartoon can predict real life.

Politics Over 50

Illegal Wiretapping Gone Wild

This is unacceptable in a free country.

Abandoning our values to protect our values is an exercise in ignorance, Mr. O'Reilly. Extreme ignorance.

Below is just one of the screen shots I could find from February 2007. My then blog, The Peace Tree, was visited on several occassions by various Government entities. The particular one you see here was CENTCOM.
The blog was also visited by the Pentagon and the CIA. They didn't hide their identity. I think they wanted to scare me and they did. And for what? Exercising my right to disagree with a Constitutional criminal? What did I do about it? I Blogged about it and posted the screen shots.



Peace Y'all

Stop For A Second And Look Before You Buy It

Greetings All,

Today we have a guest post on the Progressive Living page from Jodi at Jodi's Journey.

She has some practical tips on how we can do our part to help bring about the kind of America we wish to see. Like any change, it always starts with the self. Give these simple tips a try and be sure to check out Jodi's blog. I really dig it and I think you will too.

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Stop For A Second And Look Before You Buy It
Jodi

I was surprised by what I discovered I had to share it with you. When I think of the job situation in this country, and of course myself and my husbands situation right now, I can't help but think this can help in some small way if everyone would try doing this.

I don't know how many households there are in the U.S. but if these were the only things we bought think of the impact.

This past weekend I was at Kroger. I needed 60 watt light bulbs and Bounce dryer sheets. I was in the light bulb aisle and right next to the GE brand I normally buy was an off brand labeled "Everyday Value." I picked up both types of bulbs and compared the stats, they were the same except for the price. The GE bulbs were more money than the Everyday Value brand but the thing that surprised me the most was the fact that GE was made in MEXICO and the Everyday Value brand was made in the USA. So throw out the myth that you cannot find products you use every day that are made right here from a company in Cleveland Ohio!

So on to another aisle for my Bounce Dryer Sheets. Bounce was more money and made in Canada, the Everyday Value brand was less money and MADE IN THE USA! I did laundry yesterday and the dryer sheets performed just like the Bounce Free I have been using for years and at almost half the price!

So my challenge to everyone is to start reading the labels when you shop for everyday things and see what you can find that is made in the USA, the job you save may be your OWN or your neighbors, or in this case MINE! Tell others so we can all start buying American, one light bulb and dryer sheet at a time, lol! Besides, you might even save a little money in the process. Stop buying from China. We should have woke up more then a decade ago.

Lets get with the program, help our fellow Americans keep their jobs and create more jobs here in the U.S.A.

Jodi
Jodi's Journey
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Peace Y'all

Have You Migrated Yet?

Migration....

In this crazy, ever changing world of blogging it is never long before you realize you are always at the mercy of someone else for something important. Oh sure, it would be nice if I had the mental capacity to do all that is necessary to blog all by my lonesome, but that is wholly unrealistic.

uh oh, all my feeds via FeedBurner have to be migrated to FeedBurner/Google?

I caught wind of this via Dead Rooster's post on his experience.
Of course I rushed right over to FeedBurner and sure enough...there it was...
the "Was I ready to pull the trigger" notice.

NOOOOOOOO.

Something told me that was not going to go just right.

My 59 subscribers at my personal blog changed to 39 and the 20 we had here at the Zine turned into 10 in a mere matter of seconds...guess we shall see if that number changes tomorrow.

I have no idea if this affects any of my subscribers on their end. Hope not. I love my subscribers.

The truth is people who are way smarter than me thought this whole feed thing up and they don't charge me a thing for it.

I think I will just be grateful for that and my 39 subscribers.

Peace Y'all

Sunday Poetry Series

Greetings All,

Welcome to the Sunday Poetry Series.

I have selected a favorite, Rudyard Kipling's "If", in honor of the upcoming inauguration of Barack Obama. May he embody the leadership our nation so desperately needs.

If
Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master;
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run--
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

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Peace Y'all

Something New And Something Not

Greetings All,

My first post here at the AWOP TeamZine is actually and old post.
I wrote this short story shortly after the Iraq war and my blogging career began...if you can remember that far back.

So, for those who have not read and for those who have...

The Wreck

I was racing down the highway of hypocrisy, measuring the distance by the headlights of my short sightedness.

False confidence, the rush of speed and power holding me firm in its embrace. I smiled to myself, secure in my justifications to build and profit from weapons that would kill for a God made in my own image.

Lost in my reverie, contemplating my complete freedom from conscience, the road of self-righteousness I was traveling narrowed.

The canyon walls of cause and effect rose high above and pressed in upon me from either side.
I saw the hair-pin curve of consequences ahead and suddenly speed and power were my bane. The distance, that had once seemed so long, now drew near and my glory shimmered, empty and useless, before me. I slammed on the brakes of my desperation and prayed for mercy to the God of my own making but there came no answer.

The screeching of my realization straining against the pavement of false pride and heinous pretense rose in my ears like the sound of a million children screaming. Where the black lines of the destiny I had made for myself crashed through the guard rails of my humanity, I left the road.

I found myself standing on the edge of the empty highway, watching with a strange relief, as the remains of my mortal existence were received by the eternal desert below, a glow rising into the night like the campfire of an ancient truth.

I turned to look back up the road of horror from whence I had come and there before me stood a dark-eyed child.
In her hand she held the bullet I had made for her, the bullet that killed her.

I have come to take you home where you will remember that we are one, she said.

She took my hand and together we walked out of that dark canyon of consequence and into the light.