Joyanna Adams

Nobody's Opinion

Nobody Is Equal: Angels VS Liberals. (Or What the heck: Libtards.)

Nobody’s Cares

Yesterday, I had to go downtown St. Louis to the great Washington University Hospital Complex for my yearly doctor’s appointment. The complex is one of the biggest in the United States, and many a brilliant mind has come out of that institution. I was born in this hospital…and as I was driving up to it, I remembered my mother telling me when I was born, she needed a blood transfusion, and her doctor made her walk up and down the hallways. It was a nightmare she didn’t care to think about ever again.

She never told me why.

Next door was the Children’s Hospital who saved my son’s life. I spent a month at that place. Another nightmare, like my mother, I don’t care to think about.

Both of us lived. Due to the greatness of the doctors.

What would we do without the great minds of some of these doctors? And they are leaving at record rates.
I was there three hours early. Okay. Sue me. I don’t get out much and decided to walk around for a while….and I was on the 3rd floor when I heard it…. the most beautiful piano playing. Downstairs, on the first floor, someone was playing the most beautiful music. It floated up all 14 levels. I could barely see the grand, and I was drawn to it like a summer bug to a light. There was a lady standing near the balcony taking a video on her cellphone.

I had to get closer. From Mozart to Queen…so many variations. So much to hear. So much heart.

Imagine my surprise when I found the artist who was playing this remarkable rendition of the most complex and modern songs was…a boy about 13. Or 12. I couldn’t really tell.

And he played for HOURS. No music. All by memory. Something that even the grand masters can’t do.

He had the touch of an angel. The only mistake he made is when I sat down behind him…but nobody could tell but me.

A doctor came by with a big smile and waved at him. His hands started to quiver, so I left. He never did make another mistake.

Fast forward one day. Today, I went to a local pharmacy to pick up a prescription. While I was waiting I started talking to a man who was 72. He had been a painter all his life and was severely obese.

“It’s the horrible politicians.” he said, talking about the news on the TV. “They all use our tax money to fight, and nothing ever gets done.”

He had NO idea who he was talking to. You are on MY turf now.

“And Trump is the worse.” He said. “After he said that thing on the video, I can’t vote for him.”

“Well, I support Trump, and I voted for him.” I said. “That was just talk…. Bill Clinton was actually IN the Oval office.”

He had a blank look on his face. What could he say? He changed the subject.

“Well, they have to get rid of the electoral college.” he said. I had to look behind him to make sure Hillary wasn’t there.

Cleary, this man was no savant.

“Well, if you did that, than California and New York would pick every single President forever more.”

How did he reply to this? “California has the most electoral votes!”

Clearly, he could not understand why the state with the most electoral votes did not win the election.

“But the electoral system worked because Hillary won New York and California and Trump won….”

It was then I realized that this man was a democrat. He started out complaining about BOTH parties being corrupt, but he was repeating the liberal newspeak trash talk, without even thinking.

The point of this being….

Human being ARE NOT ALL EQUAL. Trying to put us all in one big round global village hole will never work. This man had probably never had an original thought in his whole life.

This young boy’s brain, was so superior to this 72-year-old man, all I could do was marvel at the wonder of it all.

The difference in certain people’s intellect is sometimes so blatant, it’s a wonder how so many people don’t see it.

Soon the “mentally” ill will be forbidden to buy a gun.

And you can be sure that the ‘mentally’ ill they find unable to buy a gun, will be the smart people walking on the planet.

But the man like the one I met at the drugstore, will be the ones who get the guns.

And they won’t even want them.

Because, by God’s own will it seems, the boat never showed up to the dock on that poor man.

But I will never forget that young boy’s hands…and the touch…and the sound that came from such a young boy’s heart.

Trust me. I’m going to think of that kid… every time I hear Hillary’s voice.

Some might call it escape. I call it… “Healing.”

And for some more “Healing” here’s another young genius who was just four when his dad made this video.

Imagine what he will be by 22?

Like I said: God didn’t make us all equal.

 

February 28, 2018 - Posted by | democrats, Uncategorized | , ,

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