Sex Scandals: Where’s Obama’s “Bimbo?”
Nobody Wins
- Hillary:They promised me…Susan: He’ll NEVER divorce her… Obama:I’d like a vowel please…
Everyone was just shocked..shocked, this week, that whoever leaked the sex scandal on Herman Cain has not succeeded in knocking him out of first place in the Republican run for the White House.
Well, what do they expect?
Bill Clinton has spent millions trying to clean up his playboy image from the White House afternoon cigar and pizza-with-a-thong romps. And lets not forget, Bill’s relentless rewriting of his own history has changed the national feelings on that sexual stuff. We all know that he is married to Hillary but they are in no way, nor ever will be again, husband and wife. They keep the image up, because they would lose all their power if they did not.
Don’t you find it funny that Hillary and Bill are never discussed anywhere as a couple anymore?
We are still being reminded monthly by the Democrats that Bill Clinton’s sex scandal was unfortunate, but it didn’t keep him from, “being a great President and giving us a great economy.”
Sooooooooooooooooo….
The whole Bill Clinton impeachment ordeal cost the whole country so much in money and embarrassments, that now, in 2012, the American people are absolutely sick of political parties digging up old sex scandals to win the game. We’re FED UP with it.
The Democrats did such a good job protecting the sex scandals of Bill Clinton, Ted Kennedy, Jack Kennedy, and Martin Luther King, with, “They can still run the country.” propaganda, that the American people are not about to condemn Herman Cain for maybe asking a girl back to his office late at night…twenty years ago.
Really, there should be a statue of limitations on sexual “misconduct.”
Right now, NOBODY wants to vote for Romney, so they’re sticking by the side of McCain, old sex scandals or not.
Since it’s fair game for reporters to bring up past affairs, or no affairs, or affairs that are in the imagination of the other political party, I think it’s high time we expose Obama’s affairs. So, I’m going to speculate about Obama’s sex life just like all the other reporters on the planet, because it’s not about the truth it it? It’s mostly about hurting the rich and powerful. (I’m not a reporter.)
NOBODY FLASHES
Barack Obama and Susan Rice
Obama is in a hot, sticky, clutch of hot, sticky (there’s those words again) hormonal infidelity, with no other than his ambassador to the United Nations, Susan Rice.
What do you have to support this malicious allegation Ms Joyanna?
Well, a lot more than they have on Herman Cain, I have my impeccable woman’s intuition!
Here’s a list of why they are meant for each other, never mind that they are both married, they are both part of the same elite ruling class. They are even starting to look like each other..like Elvis and Pricilla.
When Obama got into office, he made Rice the Ambassador to the United Nations and made that position for the first time in history, a cabinet position, so that they could go into private meetings any old time they wanted to. What’s Michelle going to say? Probably…
“I’m leaving for Martha’s Vineyard NOW! I want that plane NOW!”
- Rice ‘s father was a Cornell University Economics professor, and governor of the Federal Reserve
- Rice’s mother is an education policy scholar currently at the Brookings institution.(Hillary’s think tank)
- Rich’s brother got his MBA from Harvard Business School, and is the founder of Management Leadership for Tomorrow–an organization committed to developing top minority talent for leadership roles in the business and non-profit sector.
- Rice attended Stanford University (Where Chelsea got her degree) and received a Truman Scholarship.
- Rice, like Bill Clinton, was awarded a Rhodes Scholarship and attended Oxford, where she earned a M.Phil. (illuminati school for the up and coming rulers)
- Madeline Albright has been a longtime friend. (As she has been to Condi Rice)
- Rice was blamed for being the woman who told Bill Clinton to refuse bin Laden when he was offered up to us by the Sudan. She was central in that decision.
- Clinton made her Assistant Secretary of State for African Affairs in 1997. She visited Nigerian President Elect Basorun M.K.O. Abiola and he had a heart attack during the meeting and died.
- Rice left the Brookings institution to serve as a senior foreign politic advisor to Obama.
- Rice was named to the Obama-Biden Transition Project.
- Rice is a member of the Council on Foreign Relations and the Aspen Strategy Group
- Rice played point guard in basketball in college. (Can you see why he built a basketball court?)
See? These two were MADE for each other.
Go ahead and find your own “Obama bimbo’s” We need to get working on this. Anything to get that man out of office.
Okay, so I’m silly. In fact, I’d say Obama would be a big disappointment to the democrats if he didn’t have an affair. Some three years ago, they put out a rumor that Hillary and Susan Rice…were gay.
And THAT’s my proof right there. Nobody Thinks it was a diversion to cut short rumors.
Hey? What? It’s not going to matter in the future..he’ll still get his statue in the National Mall right next to Lincoln, no matter what.
So…go ahead and find your own “Obama bimbo.” And make sure EVERYBODY knows.
(Nobody Makes This Stuff Up Because Everybody Else Makes Stuff up.) 
Knocking on the Atheist’s Door
Nobody’s Fool
“No John, ” I said to my friend as he was lying in the hospital bed. “You would be surprised to know that I’m not in disagreement with you…it’s just that, religion brings great comfort to so many people…you must know that?”
My 73-year-old very liberal friend, John, was getting so upset, that the beeper on the machine that was hooked up to his arms, started beeping. John shouted, “That’s annoying!”and pushed the button hard with his fist to call the nurse. He had surgery the day before to replace a kneecap.
Add that knee surgery to his past triple bypass, gallbladder removal, prostate cancer, and diabetes, and you have a man who is not exactly in good shape.
But when he looks in the mirror, he sees a vibrant young stud. Always will. And I have NO idea how he pulls off that little trick. To me, he looks just this side of George Burns without the sense of humor.
You see, John had never gotten married, because, he …loved sex. Hooked on it in fact. When we first met(at a library computer class) he would brag about his past and all he would talk about was…sex…how many thousands of girls he had…bedded. He was 60 at the time. It was driving him crazy that it was getting harder and harder for him to pick up the usual two or three women he was accustomed to. To him, the good old days of four girls a night were heaven.
To me, he was just a very lonely old soul. No wife, no children,…and he sold water faucets. Traveling salesman. Spending his life in cars. I would have crashed myself long ago into a ditch if I had been him, but he liked it. I can only imagine what he spent his money on, because all he had to show for his single life was a nice car and a condo.
I hadn’t seen him in ten years and within five minutes I was already getting lectured on the “weak” minded people who believe in god. Those people, like that damn Jerry Falwell, they have ruined the world..he said.
John is a very proud atheist. To him, anyone who believes in God is not as brilliant, or as strong as he is.
Strong was the word he used, and it was how he felt about himself.
“Well, Obama today is talking about God.”I said. “The Democrats are ALWAYS preaching in Churches.” Okay, I shouldn’t have said that. John is a liberal, and I was just about to find out…how he started down the path of how he became his wonderful enlightened liberal self.
It was in high school. He was only fifteen and he basically broke his virginity with a sixteen-year -old foreign exchange student from Sweden. It was there he learned how to look at the world. She taught him that what he was raised to believe in, was bull. This lead him to a life of hedonism that served the one purpose…himself, and his sexual needs.
Even though I have not seen John since I met him so long ago,he would write me emails telling me how lonely he was…searching for a woman. I had no illusions about it, his body was falling apart and there was no one to take care of him in his old age. John, was realizing that he needed someone to grow old with.
He showed me a picture of his new Swedish girlfriend. She was a doctor, 62 years old. He had met her online, and she was in great shape and by all accounts a beautiful woman.
He even had a picture of her when she was sixteen. There was one picture that was not exactly the best, and it galled me when he said, “Oh..that’s a terrible picture.”
That’s a godless man for you. Ugly old man, making a remark about a sixty -year old beautiful face.
You see, John had never gotten married, because, he …loved sex. Hooked on it in fact. When we first met he would brag about his past and all he would talk about was…sex. He was 60 at the time.
And now, he finally found someone.
“She was just screwing around with me when she got my email.” he said. “I told her I knew her little village well, and she didn’t believe me. She thought I was lying.”
But for once in his lying life, John wasn’t lying. I can only imagine the hundreds of past trailing tears laying ribbons of despair after John was sexually through with them. When I reminded him that he must have lied in his life with so many girls, he said that was in the 70’s: Everybody lied.
Evidently this woman had been lied to, and was careful with her heart. John was truly surprised that she didn’t trust men.
“Oh..so people actually LIE in Sweden too” I said? “Is there an epidemic of lying that we don’t know about?” Insinuating that in his European utopia, people weren’t perfect.
John doesn’t get my sense of humor.
“Well John, I think there is some higher power.” I said, “Because there are things in this life, miracles if you wish to call them, that happen every single day and mathematically speaking, the odds are against it..without something else causing it.”
“For instance, what are the odds, that you would meet the perfect woman for you? One who doesn’t want to get married (he hates the institution)—who lives in the most beautiful town in the world, that you loved as a soldier, in a country which has high taxes (he thinks we need to be taxed more) who has perfect breasts (so important to him) and body. She’s your idea of the perfect blond, and on top of all that, she’s a doctor! You are in such bad shape, you’d be lucky to get a nurse for a girlfriend, but a doctor?”
“What are the odds that just by chance you would met this doctor on the internet?”
Well, I may not know calculus, but It doesn’t take much of a brain to see that the odds are like 1 million to 1, and if you saw John, you’d say, I was short a few billion.
To me, this selfish, moronic, and pathetic lonely soul lying in this bed was sent a miracle today by God. A real woman to finally love him in his old age. God is giving John one last chance of happiness. He should hurry as fast as a plane can carry him and go get this woman, and live his days out as a happy liberal in Sweden. 
BUT…she has a son.
“Personally, I think he should not be living with her, after all, he’s 21.”
John, doesn’t really want the 21 year old around.
There you go.
God knocks on many doors…and some just don’t care to hear it. Will John open door number One? Or door number two?
Sometimes, It’s All About the Color…
Nobody Flashes
I know, I’m supposed to be writing about the absurd, the insane, and the more than idiotic…and I will. But, I just had to stop and admire…this car.
It’s the 2012 Ferrari California which has a torque bump from 358 to 373 lbs, and a horsepower bump from 460 to 490.
Nobody wants to bump in it as much as me!
It also sychronize with your Apple products and Android. Nobody has a clue what this means, but I’m thinking you can plug in your Apple phone and it will drive the car,. whisle at pretty girls, and pay your taxes.
But…it’s the color that’s got me. Ooooooooooooooooo………..now that’s pretty!
Okay, back to reality. Wait…do I have to go back?
Integrity: Is Such a Lonely Word
Nobody’s Opinion
—-that long ago, when America was founded, the integrity of a man meant something. Our founders wrote about it—they strove to be decent, honest, caring, and proud. Integrity has disappeared..in fact, men with little integrity are all over the news today.
Nobody’s Perfect
One man a bit short on it is Bill Gates. He was being interviewed by Christiane Amanpour today, and I was having a hard time watching him. I don’t see how any man can have the sheer tenacity to expect the American people to “pay” for the rest of the world’s many problems, but that’s exactly what he wants. He says the rich only have so much money so it only makes sense that WE the American people have to help the poor all over the world. It won’t cost us much he says…only 1%. Nobody Cares if it costs 2o percent, it’s not his job to redistribute our money.
He is NOT an elected official.
Steve Jobs evidently has said some pretty nasty things about him in a newly released book, so Bill made a few comments about some people “going to India”or experimenting with drugs…and how Steve’s products cost too much..etc. Nevertheless, Bill Gates wants our money…to save the world.
Nobody Knows
Just this past week, we have witnessed gigantic lies being spewed out like hoards of Canadian flies, by our fearless leaders on both sides of the Atlantic.
Obama came out and announced that every single American soldier would be bought home from Iraq by the end of December. That’s a lie. In fact, thousands of them are going to Kuwait and he is also sending more ships to the Persian Gulf.
Iranian war fever is being pumped up by everyone, and those of us here who could care less about some kind of assassination attempt of some Saudi ambassador..have found out once again, that our opinion doesn’t matter. It seems our Congress and even the Tea Party Candidate Michelle Bachmann is up in arms about it and ready to go to war with Iran.
Over an ‘attempt’.
Never mind that NO one was assassinated, and that the United States has been assassinating men on their soil for quite some time now. And since Obama seems to be on a roll, why not just assassinate Ahmadinejad? Is it any wonder we seem like hypocrites to the world?
On the other side of the Atlantic, our old mother England, under the strong arm of Cameron, has completely ignored it’s promises ( they lie too) to give their own people the right to vote on whether to even be a part of the EU.
European democracy…is dead according to Vox Day:
Being for the most part historically illiterate, few intellectuals are prepared to admit that modern representative democracy and the basic concept of individual rights are 18th century phenomena that were the byproducts of a Christian society. They prefer to attribute both institutions to the Enlightenment, despite the fact that it was the Enlightenment that led directly to the revolutionary horrors of the French revolution and it is the Enlightenment that presently serves as the inspiration for the anti-democratic authoritarian bureaucracy of the European Union. the United Kingdom, all three major political parties are actively denying the English, Welsh and Scottish peoples the opportunity to vote on continued subjugation to the European Union, despite the fact that all three parties promised a referendum on the EU of one sort or another.
WhenEurope loses all sense of democracy,the United States will be right behind her. Democracy, and integrity go hand in hand and the written laws of both countries are being completely ignored.
Nobody Flashes
Jeb Bush just said this:
Republican candidates should categorically reject the notion that President Obama was not born in the United States,” said Bush. “It is a complete distraction from the failed economic policies of the president.”
that Jeb Bush will run someday for President with Mark Rubio as his VP. Rubio, cannot be President under our Constitution. If that one rule would have been followed, we would not be in the horrible mess.
Over in England, the rules of ascendency to the throne are being ignored and changed. Girl royal babies can now inherit the throne. What a better way for the Royal family to keep in the good graces of the people than to have the new royal couple have girl child, name her Diana, and then the future of the monarchy will thrive on the memory of the most beloved Royal in our lifetime?
Nobody’s Fool
The good news is: I witnessed true integrity in a humble baseball couch today. Who knew? Surprised the heck out of me. After all the big World Series parades, the confetti, the cheers,— Tony la Russa, the Coach of the Cardinals, got up and talked about…How proud he was…no wait…he didn’t talk about that. He started off with his love of the Busch Clysdesdales horses….and how happy he was that they were using them again. He said it was one of the reasons he came to St. Louis. He loves those horses.
There were not many dry eyes today as we watched Tony ride into the stadium on beer truck pulled by those magnificent animals. As they lead the parade. Each beautiful leg prancing high steps….strong. Proud. Champions in their own right…and right in the middle of the street…among all the cheers, one of the lead horses leaned over to the other lead horse and they both nuzzles each other as if to say…
They knew, who knows how? But they knew.
Tony didn’t say the usual blah blah…team…yada yada speech. No…more than any man there..he was the one who really thanked the fans…by mentioning how the people stood up…in the 9th innings, when the Cardinals were down…all hope lost, and cheered the guys on to win. Without that moment long ago, they would not have won the series, Tony said, and it was the people that did it. And then Tony showed true class. Out of the blue, he bought up a player who didn’t even get to play. He praised the integrity of the man.
Maybe we should put the coaches in charge.
“Integrity..is such a lonely word, everyone is so untrue…Integrity is hardly ever heard, but mostly what we need from you.”
Integrity. You know it, when you see it, and you don’t see enough of it.Nobody GLOATS!
Cardinals WIN THE WORLD SERIES! 
We’re bad—We’re bad. We’re bad!!!
This is one happy town tonight! 
And now, a word from our sponcer, who no doubt was the luckey charm that gave us the best game every witnessed in baseball (GAME SIX) So said Bob Costas!
Sorry all you squirrel haters, this one for YOU!
Nobody Needs Your Help…
Nobody’s Opinion
Well, I wish I could say I’ve got an opinion on the news of the day, but to tell you the truth, I haven’t been watching much. Somewhere between Joe Biden claiming that we are all going to be raped, plundered and murdered if we don’t pass Obama’s job’s bill, and Obama ending the war on a very quiet, “Oh, by the way…I’m running again so I guess I’d better end the war like I promised now that I killed a few bad guys myself.” quote—I just had to tune out.
I took a day off, went over to my neighbor Shirley’s house, who is a big Cardinal fan, and watched the fourth game of the World Series with her. She is all alone since her husband died, and I figure…she needed the company. I’m afraid I talk to the pitchers, and I think she was ready to throw me out, because I started admiring the TEXAS Rangers…and making calls like:
“You did WHAT? You took the guy out who just made a World Series Record of 7 walks in one game, in a 1-0 5th inning, and the guy you puts in, gives the other team a home run pitch which puts them on top? What? I would have kept him in…you gave in to PRESSURE you BUM! “
You know, stuff like that. I also jumped up at the end of the 7th inning and starting singing “Take me out to the ball…game…” I..don’t think she was ready for my…enthusiam. She started feeding me banana bread. And yes, I feel like Rodney Dangerfield tonight.
Nobody gets no respect.
Besides, I am getting tired of looking at that old picture of myself on my blog… taken last Christmas. It’s just got to go. I don’t know where I’m going to find another one…but I know one thing..today I went through all fifty or so Word Press templates and I had a hard time making up my mind…I also have NO clue why I have two blogrolls when I can’t even get one right. I go to popular websites and some of those guys have a ga-zillion “blogroll” people, and it’s like they are listing all their friends on Facebook.
And speaking of FACEBOOK…can I harass Mark Zuckerface? I posted a few blogs, and got at least two millions gazillion people wanting to be my friend. I can count my real friends on one hand. So…who are these people?What do they want? One lady named Angela somebody, keeps inviting me to her parties in California. I’d LOVE to go, but what can I say?
I DON’T KNOW YOU Angela!
I could list you at least a hundred good books I’ve read, but blogrolls? There are millions. Someday, I’ll get some time to figure out this computer world…but like many of you, time is precious, just ask Steve Jobs who has told us at least five hundred times in the last few days that we’re all going die and death is the best thing that ever happened to life. Like we are all just cow spuds to be spit out for the new cows to spud.
Between you and me…I think he had one too many canola bars when it came to his philosophies.
Anyway, I’d rather concentrate on writing something…if not meaningful, at least something that makes us all think. (like what a cow is thinking when she’s spudding) Someday I will look like all those other cool blogs…I simply don’t know how. It’s like I’m genetically programmed to be an alien.
The truth is, I’ve been blogging since 2000, and sometimes I wonder…why? The reason why is that I know I have a precious few that read me, and for that I am more than thankful. But I also write, like most writers, because I simply must get all this junk out of my head. Just be glad I don’t put my dreams in here…oh no. That’s a whole other universe. Sometimes it takes me half the day to forget them, let alone figure out what I’m trying to tell myself. You know what I mean?
Anyway, I’m going to be trying out different templates in the next couple of weeks, and if you see a design that you really like…please tell me. Feedback would be great!
In the meantime. Thanks for letting me complain.
And Now, A Word From Our Sponcer…
Nobody Wins
—if we can’t have a bit of fun after all this doom and gloom in the world, right? Right.
I’m watching the Cardinals, they are leading 8-3 against the Rangers in Texas, in the World Series. It’s only game number 3…but it’s a good feeling here tonight. The restaurants are filled, and everybody in St. Louis are noticeably happier….it’s like for a moment in time, we are back to ourselves again. Sports can do that to a town. It’s seems to be the only time when a society can say “YES…we are better than YOU!” and it’s okay.
But check out these guys..I’ve followed my son around while he played disc golf, and he can throw a frisbee pretty good…but these guys.. they are really amazing!
Enjoy!
Steve Jobs: Bleeding in Six Colors for Us
Nobody Flashes
After hearing about Steve Jobs death tonight, I was watching this video and couldn’t help but think of Thomas Edison. Thomas invented the motion picture camera so that school children could learn from watching movies. He thought the books were too boring. Learning was the goal. Help kids to learn.
Steve had the same goals…to improve learning, and whatever else happens in between is a bonus.
Like every other genius that ever walked the planet, the seeds that Steve Jobs sowed in his lifetime will flourish just like Edison’s. Other geniuses will build on the technology that he developed. Someday, some one will be holding a fifth generation of IPOD”s, and thinking the same thing as I am right now about Steve Jobs.
If you can’t listen to this all, listen to the first few minutes, where he talks about his employees. They told him they didn’t leave the company because, “I bleed in six colors.”
Steve said that was code for the loyalty to Apple.
So…someone running for President should take an example from the man and say, “I bleed in three colors …red, white, and blue.” We should remember that America is and always has been a great country. Our ancestors have spilled their blood on every shore …for freedom. For America.
I loved that comment. Steve was proud of what he had achieved. He was loyal to Apple, which became the biggest company in the world before he die.
We should take a lesson from Steve…we need to go back to our history, back to being proud. Look at the inventions we have given the world! Look what Steve Jobs gave the world. Thomas lit up the world, and Steve stood on his shoulders.
Nobody can believe he was only 56, but fortunately, we can all pull him up on our computers (Macs or not) and learn from him anytime.
Steve…may your soul rest in peace…and bleed no more. It’s somebody else turn now. Right?
Right.
Crack-Giving Addiction: Confession
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Nobody loves watching them all gather to eat in happy chirps more than me.
Every year, I would celebrate my little Cardinal couple having babies, and THEIR babies have babies, knowing that my little wonders would never have to worry about food or water even in the coldest of winters made me feel very happy. If I could not control my life and the world around me, at least I could do something good. Feed the birds, the squirrels, and the raccoons.
Who doesn’t love baby raccoons? It wasn’t only the enjoyment of watching nature, it was the feeling I got for…sort of doing my part. I know— I’m not the only one doing this. Lots of folks feed birds, raccoons– even deer for their own feeling of enjoyment. But this week, I am in shock. Not only shock, but embarrassment. Embarrassed at how stupid I have been.
What’s that saying: Don’t mess with mother nature?
You see, when you feed birds, they drop the shells on the ground. Don’t listen to the man selling bird seed to you, your grass will die, while he is on vacation in Hawaii. I would buy 40 pounds of sunflowers seeds a week, and the guy would always say” “This will HELP your grass!” You might as well spray it with bleach.
And the seeds bring mice, then rats. And rats have litters of 19, and the realization that feeding the birds has a high price: you will also feed the rats, and rats can bring disease.
So, I have to stop. After 30 years it’s time, and not a moment too soon either. At these times of higher gas, food, electric, etc, prices, every single worthless American dollar counts. For every future dollars I could spend on feeding birds,— that might be one more meal that I would miss when I’m 75.
But, I never thought I’d feel so bad about stopping. What would my poor babies do without me? Just today, I looked at my window, and saw my Cardinal running all over the ground, as if he was in a panic. The squirrel he shares his evening meal with: right beside him. The same squirrel who came up to my back door window and looked at me for the first time, in anger, with a “HEY…where’s my FOOD!” look.
I feel terrible.
Like I said– stupid. I was stupid to get all these birds hooked on free meals. Now, I will have to watch them struggle, and go back to depending on whatever DNA God gave them to tell them to eat.
If they could go on strike, I’m sure they would. I’d see them carrying little union birdie signs saying, “How do you expect us to feed our children?” AND; TAX the rich lady in the house, SELL the house and give us our food!”
And that’s what happens: All the movie stars, the CEO moguls, the liberals, —cannot stand any suffering of any kind. They want to redistribute the wealth to those poor little babies in Africa, the illegal’s from Mexico’s–WHOMEVER– because you see…it makes them FEEL good about themselves.
Giving is a very important human emotion: no doubt it triggers TONS of serotonin, and you can get addicted to that “giving” crack. The biggest problem with the Michael Moore’s’, Obama’s, Oprah’s, and all the other bleeding hearts…is that, they are the ones hurting the world the most, and don’t even realized it, because, they want to feel GOOD about themselves. In the meantime, they are crack giving addicts. Obama feels good when he can take it from the rich, and spread it around. After all, he remembers how good he felt on Cocaine. Even if he is not still on Cocaine, (which is dubious) his addicting synapses in his brain didn’t go away.
Once an addict: always an addict.
After all the billions that have been given to all the nations in the world, tell me: Is Africa better off? How about Haiti? Mother nature meant for us all to take care of ourselves. Man is just as much part of mother nature as the little birds in the air.
It’s not good for birds, and it’s not good for humans. A few hundred humans cannot take care of the masses of the world, but they want their “fix.” The most humane thing for any man or woman to do, is to let other humans take care of themselves. Help out when necessary, but always aim to let mother nature take its natural course.
We need less of it, not more.
As for me…I’m still in withdrawal. It’s a painful lesson…I can’t wait for the day when I look out my back window and see my fine Cardinal friend still around. It’s time I started getting back to “Mother Nature” and let my grass grow back…who knows what lies beneath those crack- giving addicting weeds in my mind?
The Rich, the Poor, and the Reverend.
Nobody Reports
I came across this little gem today:
Reverend William Symonds preached a sermon at “White-Chappel in London on April 25, 1609. He was trying to convince his countrymen to go to America:One of his arguments about the tyranny in England was this:
“The rich shopkeeper hath the good, honest, poor laborer at such advantage that he can grind his face when he pleaseth. The poor metalman worketh his bones out, and swelteth himself in the fire, yet, for all his labor, having charge of wife and children, he can hardly keep himself from the almsbox.”
Sound..familiar?
So, history says: The rich can become tyrants. But at least in the old days, you could move.
Rubber Legs
Nobody Cares—
That if you gave me the choice between watching Dancing with the Stars and watching these guy…no contest, this gets my vote.
Nobody is posting this because my dad used to dance JUST like this guy, they called him rubber legs. And the story told to me by my parents was that one night, my dad asked my mom to dance, on a boat here in St. Louis, called the Admiral. Which had a huge ballroom dance floor back in the 1940’s. Dad was in his sailor outfit, and mom was in her sexy little skirt, and the very first time they danced, they cleared the floor and every one on the boat formed a circle around them and clapped because they could do THIS. Back then it was called a Jitterbug Jive, mixed with a “Jersey Bounce.”
But my dad, would also jump high in the air and come down on the other side of my mom, with a BIG grin on his face..and there you go. They got married a year later and then their kids had to learn how to do this.
It may not look hard, but try to keep it up.
Rubber legs, I miss ya. And I would give a year of my life just to do this one…more…time with you.
So men, remember to dance with your daughters…they will love you forever for it.
Enjoy! (Thanks to Tom Beebe)
Nobody’s Perfect No. One: Steve Jobs Gives Good Advice
Nobody’s Perfect
Although, it’s the Nobody’s Perfect day and I have already picked my candidate for tonight, I couldn’t help but put this up. It’s got some real common sense lessons about life. I have received many really good video’s lately in the mail, and I know time is precious to most of us, so I’ll only post the long ones I think are worth watching.
Enjoy.
Jane Fonda Wants You Back!
There she was on Charlie Rose: Lady Jane Seymour Fonda, better known as the woman who started out as a sex symbol, then actress…turned into a communist anti-war activist, then “feminist,” then exercise guru, and now, she is out trying to get everyone to forget about what she did as a young woman, and well…Let her put all her exercise tapes and books on QVC. You see, too many people protested about her being on the channel, and they took her off.
Jane might be a lot of things but, she knows business. She is apologizing right and left about her stupid activities during the war, and also emphasizing that she is a Christian. Smart PR. And how did she become a “Christian?”, Charlie asked, as if he was asking how in the world she got leprosy.
She went to a lot of political activities and talked to Jimmy Carter, she said.
Yeah—- there’s her problem right there. Jane is ALWAYS talking to the wrong people.
During the 1960s Fonda engaged in political activism in support of the Civil Rights Movement and in opposition to the Vietnam war. Fonda’s visits to France brought her into sympathetic contact with what she later characterized as “small-c communism”: Leftist French intellectuals who were opposed to war.
(Tell me…does communism come in different c cup sizes?)
While watching her banter with Charlie, I thought: she’s good. She apologized profusely about the horrible things she did during the Vietnam war…sitting on that cannon..aimed at our boys. Heck, even I bought her remorse. But tonight I have to remember…Jane Fonda is one of the best actresses on the planet.
Fonda:
The photo exists, delivering its message regardless of what I was doing or feeling. I carry this heavy in my heart. I have apologized numerous times for any pain I may have caused servicemen and their families because of this photograph. It was never my intention to cause harm .
The question is: does she really mean it? Nobody Thinks so, but it’s a bit too late.
And just look at her. At 73, she looks almost a young 45, due to picking the right plastic surgeons. Nobody thinks she looks better than she ever has. (FACE) Money has it’s perks.
Many people would say that poor Jane just couldn’t help turning out as she did. Born into a very liberal Hollywood family, and then: her mother committing suicide when she was 12. Yeah, rich or poor, that’s rough. But did she have to take it out on us?
Jane has apologize for causing so much heartache during a time when thousands of men were sent to Vietnam— many to die. Did she think they WANTED to be there? Sure, we all felt the war was insane, and we hated it, and we all thought we should not even be there, but Hanoi Jane took it a step further.
According to Wikipedia:
Fonda said she had no regrets about the broadcasts she made on Radio Hanoi, something she asked the North Vietnamese to do.
But Jane wasn’t the only one doing damage: John Kerry comes to mind, and he’s still in the Senate.
Nobody Thinks, not only was she doing it for her own compassionate reasons, she was just plain stupid, as many leftist/ liberals are. They want to save the world, to make themselves feel better. And it’s hard to believe that she was that naive to NOT know she was hurting the boys in the field, but her feelings were much more important.
“See what a good person I am?” It’s as if an invisible mommy is lying on their shoulder. It’s as if these people fly high in their planes over the world, and never come down to really see it. They have no clue. No kind of injustice has ever happened to them I guess. I don’t know. What makes these people think like they do?
After the war, Jane made the exercise videos and life went on. She had a good product and if people had not bought her tapes due to her past, she would have never become the millionaire that she is.
But, the war was not her only “mistake.” She has been right up there with every feminist movement ever given a stage. She demonstrated with Women in Black against Israel’s occupation of the West Bank and Gaza Strip.
Has Jane said a word about the poor treatment of the billions of Muslim woman who live is slavery? Has she done a protest in front of a Mosque?
I don’t know. You tell me. The “feminists” from the sixties now just want to know if they have the right vibrator, and that’s in Jane’s new book too.
Ted Turner left her for a younger woman. She said he couldn’t take her “religion.” Whatever. She was just dumped for a newer model, something that all feminists were always complaining about, and any woman worth her salt would have damned the action: but not Jane. She learned a lot from Ted, she said: Why, he could look up in the air and recognize a red falcon!
(Okay, maybe she is dense.)
But, with Charlie gushing over her every breathe, she looked to me to be wanting the very thing every single feminist in the world tries to act like she doesn’t want: adoration. Especially from men. Jane Fonda, wants to be the sexy woman, at 73, that she always wanted to be…you see, she always thought of herself as an ugly duckling, and I see nothing wrong with that. I only wish she’d admit it.
You have to admit one thing…she stuck to her liberal views and has never wavered, and I am going to read her new book, because, I know NOTHING about vibrators, or why feminist are such terrible mothers.
And Jane is going to tell me.
Jane Fonda, is Nobody’s Fool. Whatever you many think of her politics, that woman does one thing extremly well: she makes money. Good for her.
Nobody’s Shopping Defects
Nobody Cares
Our very defects are..shadows of our virtues. —Ralph Emerson
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Hopefully, in ten years, with my good friend’s help, I might even learn how to shop.
About
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.
You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
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