Nobody’s Perfect: Biden and Kamala
Wow. We’ve all seen the horrible damage done by Hurricane Helene this past week…and it’s heartbreaking. The lives lost, the billions it will cost to repair. And who is coming to give help to rescue these poor people? No water. No food. Downed power lines…no cell phones. Horrible. President Biden was on the beach, but he gave a rousing lying speech. Kamala? She had a picture where she made everyone look like she was in D.C. talking to FEMA. The Biden administration is still giving money to Ukriane. And yet, turn the channel off the destruction caused by the hurricane and you see. “Kamala takes the lead!”
In the meantime, President Trump, risking again his own life, goes down to the area with money, food, water…gas…doing the job that the President should be doing. And Elon Musk is helping. He’s getting cell service set up with Starlink.
But Biden? Kamala? Well, Nobody’s Perfect. (Except our two heros)
FEMA? Not there. Red Cross? Not there. Uh…gee, why do these people even have a job?
Glenn Beck is sending helicopters in. And me? I keep thinking that these disasters started under Bill Clinton. Funny, I don’t remember the fires, the hurricanes, the tornadoes being this bad. But I DO remember
Mother Nature Loves Me
Nobody’s Fool
Well, I’ve been thinking about this: I may be the biggest fool around. Why?
I”m too softhearted. Can there BE such a thing? And is there a fine line between being soft hearted and just a stupid fool?
Mmmm…..
Because I’ve just got this little blog, I won’t go into my BIGGEST mistakes, BUT…I was thinking tonight: I’m a bit too sentimental when it comes to mother nature. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a die-hard tree hugger, (Even though I HAVE hugged a few) but because I am alone much of the time, the nature around my house…well, it’s my family. You see, I don’t have a family. None. I don’t talk to my son, or my brother. Both my parents are dead. I am married, but we don’t talk much. Soo…I talk to my…plants.
And I pretent that they hear me. Yes!
Tonight I noticed this while I was raking leaves:
Oh-oh. THAT is right underneath my huge gumball tree. It’s just a baby. But, once upon a time I ignored another baby just like that one…and it did grow,the years when by and …well, that tree becamse a real problem.
Who knew a tree could grow between a fence and a concrete porch? On the other side of the fence is the driveway…pushed up about two feet. It’s just a few feet from the back of the house, and the only good news about this tree is that a tornado hit our street, all the other trees fell on the roofs of house, but this big guy didn’t move an inch.
Saved by a fool.
I tried pulling up that little tree a month ago, but it’s attached to it’s mother’s root.
Sigh.
And what is wrong with me? I feel bad just pulling up a newly born baby tree? OMG…they arrested the 75 years old women for praying for a baby’s life in a abortion clinic recently: She got 2 years. If I went near one, I’d get life plus 60.
I also talk to my plants. Well, it seems to work. And it’s not just plants that I love. For instance I just saw this butterfly on my trash can today: Yes, I talked to ‘him’ for a bit. He seemed to enjoy it.
But…you want to know the REAL problem? I can’t kill anything. Well, I did once, a mama rat. She had 19 babies and they were nasty things really. Rat…mmmm, they were right near the house. They got there because I was feeding the birds.
I know. Stupid.
The worst of my ‘mental problem’ is I had a mouse investation in my house several years ago. Because they were sooooo cute, like litttle gerbils, I put up mouse traps where they live…and I drove a mile somewhere and released them. I caught over 60 mice, and it took me a year to clean out all fhe nests from the house. They also destroyed a couch,and a matress, and lots of clothes…yeah.
They are gone thank goodness. Nevertheless, because of my love or thought that all animals on the planet have a right to live, I am..pretty…what’s wrong with me?
Seriously? Jordan Perterson would say I need a life. I’ve been told I’m ‘sensitive.’ But I think it’s just becase I live isolated and alone. So…they are all my…friends…and bring me joy. It’s pretty simple really.
I’ve never killed a rattlesnake, because if you don’t bother them they won’t bother you.
To me, there is a balance in nature, and I knew that all the mice I took and released in the woods, would probably end up as somebodies dinner. But hey, that’s mother nature.
And I’m a hypocrite because I LOVE hamburgers.
Anyway, I’m the fool.
And I don’t care. I like the fact that I am “sensitive.” And even if nobody else understands it…
To me, it’s one of my finest traits.
I love…just about everything.
P.S. Don’t get me around a baby elephant.
Rousa and Me
Nobody’s Opinion
St. Louis gets very hot in the summer. Most of the time it’s hotter here than in Miami. And last Sunday, our friends from Puerto Rico came over. Eli is a good mechanic. He fixes my old 2004 Santa Fe, and Rosa comes to drink and smile, and share an afternoon of laugher and drinking.
I usually end up giving her MY favorite bottle of Disaronno, and by the end of the day, it’s gone.
Rosa has the prettiest smile that lights up her whole face. She is learning English, and it doesn’t matter if we understand each other…we both laugh so hard, like one of those giggles you cannot STOP and we havn’t a clue why we are laughing.
But, it’s not all laughs, Rosa’s life is hard. While Eli is outside fixing my car, Rosa talks about her job.
She works in a hotel, cleaning rooms. She sighs, heavily, her big eyes in pain. They can’t find workers, and she has to clean 18 rooms a day, by herself. She tells me that the Mexicans are the worst. They live like dogs. She finds shit on the floors. She must take down everything, to clean, because they smoke and stink up the room so bad. The curtains, bed, mattress, rugs, everything has to be sent to be cleaned. Some rooms take up to two hours.
Last week they destroyed a picture worth over $100 dollars.
Rosa speaks Spanish and English, so she is in high demand. But it’s very hard work. When she was in Puerto Rico, she was studying to be a pharmacist. But her classes did not count in the U.S. She would love to go back to it, but she knows–the money. Impossible.
Eli and Rosa met online. In a phone conversation. They talked for a year before she ran away with nothing but a suitcase and ran right into his arms: to America to start a new life. Her husband in Puerto Rico had hit her so hard, he broke her leg. She even left her car.
Eli, like a hero, came to the rescue. They now have been married a year. They want to buy a house. He calls her his “Queen.” And she looks at him with adoring eyes, and touches his face with the tenderness that only a heart full of love could do. Her eyes sparkle when she looks at him.
There is no doubt that Eli would die for Rosa. No man DARE hurt her.
Eli, lucky for us, is a great mechanic. With the cost of repairs being so high, he’s a godsend.
But he can’t get a license here for some reason. Money, I suppose. He is against the Democratics wish to make Puerto Rico a state. If that happened then HE would become an illegal, and he would lose his status as an American, and all that goes with it. It would hurt his chances to keep his good job.
Both Eli and Rosa talked about Puerto Rico, how they miss their home, and how it was destroyed by Hurricane Maria. The whole island was out of electric, and it was never fixed even after a year. FEMA was nowhere to be found. The people were left to suffer basically. You won’t find MSNBC going out to help the people of Puerto Rico, will you?
So, it’s clear, we live in an oligarchy of rich, tyrannical elites…sucking the American people dry. Only a handful in Congress care about the people. And we sit back and watch while our country is destroyed, city by city. They could care less about our country becoming a third world country. And now, with the borders of the United States being invaded by unknowns from everywhere…the Spanish who came here legally, are just as worried as the Americans.
Both Eli and Rosa are very hard working. As were the Cubans when they came here.
Nobody Wonders…will they be able to get their house before and IF the democrats manage to steal the elections again?
I don’t know. But…I remember, long ago, my mother gave up some rooms for two young musicians from Costa Rico to our home, and they couldn’t even speak much English.
There are good people everywhere….I guess I’m like my mom.
But Rosa? Eli? They are the kind of people we want in our Country.
Let’s hope we can save it for them. And Rosa can finish another bottle of my Disaronno!
(I love you Rosa…hope you get to read this.)
Somebody Tell Them to STOP!
Nobody Flashes
You know what drives me absolutely out of my mind? Women politicans WAVING their hands around because they were TAUGHT by some idiot that WAVING their hands around will make the audience believe them. It’s SOOOOO annoying. I want to reach into the screen and GRAB those hands and say, “What idiot taught you to do this!” Kamala Harris is not only brain dead when she talks, I think she is concentrating more on her hands than what she is saying…like she is thinking “Okay, I’ll wave both my hands THIS way…”
I want to scream.
Did you EVER see men do this? Trump, once in a while does a comedy routine as a joke, where he waves his hands around, but never, ever to make a point. He does very little and what he does is effective. Same with Elon Musk. Very effective. Very natural. Therefore you pay attention to the face, not his hands. And you pay ATTENTION to what the men are saying. Is it any wonder you don’t pay attention to these liberal ladies who think by waving their hands around they are doing a good job at communicating?
You know who esle does this? Nancy Pelosi. She ALSO drives me nuts. I couldn’t watch all of the video below (5 minutes was WAY too much) but Nancy has got the hand signals down pat. She never stops waving them, in fact, you tend to watch her hands and not pay attention to all the BS coming out of her mouth. So, maybe the liberal ladies use it to distract you from their BS.
I still remember her tearing up Trump’s speech back in 2017. This lady is ruthless and power hungry and has been taught by the best. I hated her for that moment. I really did. I was shocked. She should have been kicked out of Congress for that. But hey, free speech. Good to know Nancy was a bully.
Nobody Knows, but there are video’s on line that will teach you how to do this. Next time you see a conservative women: Watch. When THEY talk, they almost never, EVER wave their hands, and so, they not only sound smarter, they look smarter. You pay attention to what they are saying.
You know what? After thinking about it, I hope they keep it up. It’s no wonder thousands of people are standing out in the freezing cold tonight to hear President Trump speak.
NOBODY would do that for Nancy. or Kamala. Hand wavers extraordinary pluto’s. Nobody would do that for Joe Biden. He can barely stand let alone wave his hands around.
So, people–this Nobody Wonders: Does the hand waving bother anybody else besides me?
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
Joyanna Adams
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