It's a Public Thing -- the Whole Thing -- Thesis and Antithesis -- Thing

Dear America,

my distractions seem to be mounting.  Is it just me or all of America?

remember way back when, when little old g just couldn't be done with summer fast enough? 

The idea of September -- being back into routine, and balance, and normalcy -- was just right there! Right there!  Just right around the corner!  It was so close, I could taste it.   Mmmm...coming home at the end of a day to roasted butternut squash, meatloaf and mashed potatoes, candied root vegetables drizzled with balsamic vinegar and extra virgin olive oil, and pie....lots and lots of pie.   It would be so marvelous, so simple, and oh so yummy... of course, in a 'have you done all your homework' kind of way. 

It was so close.  That sense of calm, that sense of all is truly right with the world, was upon us...and just waiting for us to pop the cork of a cabernet and take a long, contemplative, synthesizing sip.

But nooooooooooooo.

Not so fast.

The autumn breeze with ease and butternut crush with a hush (all over the world, tonight) must wait. [gosh I love that song...gonna try humming it as I do this; maybe that will turn my mind's mush into a kind of hush before pressing publish]

By the way, synthesis is my angel word on the day.

Given how the drill goes: I just close my eyes and pull an angel card out of the heart-shaped box; it's always a mystery as to which message comes my way.   The angels, so to speak, hold all the cards, ba dump ba!   you go girl...get that groovy groove back

But you know, upon first glance, I'm like, seriously? Do you even know me?  Have you no sense as to what is even going on in my world -- let alone with all of America? I'm in pieces and all over the place these days.   Is this a joke?  Synthesis?!?  Synthesis this.   Making a gesture and totally yelling at the angels at the top of my lungs.  Like what good is that gonna do?   ...But hypothetically... just what is the penalty for biting an angel's head off?

So calming myself down, I looked it up.

...I wanted to see if there happened to be something, anything, to gain from this assault upon my psyche before dismissing it in a hissy fit.   I mean, I KNEW the angels were just messin' with me -- but on the off chance they're not...what the hell, right?

And if you linked IN there, it would bring you to a current misguided vibe coming from our president....It's like, yeah, Mr. President, the opposition has no concern about the pending doom and gloom that only living beyond our means can bring along with that hefty 17 TRILLION dollars in debt; the GOP just wants to mess with you, yeah yeah

[oh! and it's because you are black; let's not forget to throw that into the mix-informed. yeah, yeah]

[and isn't the irony rich, that the first black president actually enslaves the whole lot of us]

ooh which reminds me of a tee shirt armed with a silk-screened message worthy of an encore:

"TO SAVE TIME, let's assume I know everything." 

ah, good stuff; more on that later.

But we digress.

Ah but really now, who are we kidding?  That tangent was all mine.  All me.

But back to SYNTHESIS.

It's such a good word.

1.  The combining of separate elements or substances to form a coherent whole.

2.  The whole so formed.

3.  Chemistry.  Formation of a compound from its constituents.

4.  Philosophy.  a.  Reasoning from the general to the particular; logical deduction.  b. The combination of thesis and antithesis in the dialectical process, producing a new and higher form of being.

In the general, we go about our every day in synthesis mode.   We make a day for the good, with the bad, and alongside the ugly.  No matter what life brings, we must take from the elements thrown at us and produce a union.   In the micro, in the macro, this describes America.

All we ever really have is moving parts and pieces.  And -- with great hope -- from every thing, we create a coherent, thoughtful, reasoning, productive, viable, solvent, whole -- worthy to be called a life when all said and done.

And what is Congress, but a reflection of the parts, the constituents, the ideologies, the varied elements of every person, place and thing, that is intended to come together to perform a duty to God and to country in UNION.   Thesis and antithesis in action, in the everyday.

Contrary to popular belief of THIS president -- and under THIS administration -- we are not a one size fits all.  

Just as Common Core doesn't equate when it comes to educating our little ones [really good stuff, MM.com!]; and just as Obamacare doesn't equate when it comes to insuring and covering health care costs in a free market, as America was designed; and just as Global-warming controlled regulations doesn't equate and forces the free market to take a backseat to a massive, global lie; and just as Gun Control and Confiscation doesn't equate when usurping the fundamental, Constitutional right for a free people to keep and bear arms; and

so, too, does this Congress -- and more specifically, this GOP, this opposition, and THIS president -- must find a way to synthesize the ideas into a policy the entire whole can live with in the every day.  This is neither a democracy or dictatorship.   We operate under a Republic [click it]  "A Republic:  The Public Thing: Leaving the People Alone."

Arrogantly, Obama assumes he not only knows everything, but that he knows better -- better than you, better than me, better than conservatives, heaven forbid the Tea Partiers, even better than God.

He has no intent to synthesize anything.  At hello, he's heard enough.

There is no compromise, there is no transformation of equal parts into a whole, all synthesis stops dead in its tracks; the possibility for endless opportunities becomes a root with no where to go.  HE has made up his presidential-entitlement mind.  In other words, WE are at the intersection of  "five days away from fundamental transformation" and five years later.

When I began this G thing, it was at the very beginnings, the roots, of Obamacare and 657 blogs ago.

I feel like I have grown into this thing called G, as well as, this thing called life, right here before your eyes.  It's been baby steps, but from all the elements we think of when we think of America, and from the world as a whole, we have developed a relationship with it all.  I am not the same person, you are not the same person -- and together, we are not the same people.

We create, through the task of synthesis, a new whole every time we wake up and welcome a new day.  Some might even call it an evolution; while for others, still, a revolution.

And yet, it must be said, some things must stay the same.  
What do we want?  How do you want to live?

But the reality shows us in this new day, we are losing the Republic --  whether we choose to accept the elements for what they are, or not.

We are losing it.  [In more ways than one]

What we thought was going to be an easy, breezy cover-girl kind of fall, is really, truly, a fall from Grace.  It's a fall so great, even the likes of a butternut squash soup with a basil/kale pesto swirl, and a big hunk of sourdough bread,  followed with a warm slice of chocolate pecan pie fresh from the oven can't even touch.

While the Harvest Moon is full of lamentations of what was... 

Common sense is neither prized or placed atop a pedestal.  A Common Core where mediocrity meets up with a mindless march against independent, critical thinking is the new thing all the way around, as a one size fits all approach becomes the general answer for everything.  For THIS president, with good measure from the likes of this congress, has nationalized every bloody bloomin' thing at this point.   It's a day we thought would never come.

Winter comes next. 
Joy to the  world.

Make it a Good Day, G

DEFUND OBAMACARE TODAY!  

 

It's Just a Girl's Deconstruction of Chaos Thing

Dear America,

so welcome back.

welcome to a new day -- or is it?

Just link the last blog with this blog, and vow to never break the chain.

Via Fox News, just yesterday:

"I know it's tempting

inside of Egypt

to blame the United States

or the West

or some other outside actor

for what's gone wrong.

We've been blamed by

supporters of Morsi.

We've been blamed by

the other side

as if we are supporters of Morsi --

That kind of approach

will do nothing

to help Egyptians

 achieve the future

that they deserve." 

President Obama

 

 

Acknowledging the "incoherent" policy under this administration -- the mixed messages, the playing to both sides, the contrived presidential pause to pose a few measured remarks on the chaos in Egypt even in the midst of his seasonal, highly elitist, retreat (escaping the pressures of commanding over the  "ordinary people," of course)     --  even the president admits he's a textbook case.

 

 

Just notice how he makes it about us even while he says it's all about them, the Egyptians.

But the truth of the matter is, we are still sending billions of dollars in aid to Egypt  --  and for what?  To who? How is this money, provided by the American taxpayer, being used or, perhaps more appropriately, abused?

From a place called Defense One -- under the post written by Stephanie Gaskell, The Pentagon Has Lost Its Leverage With Egypt, Now What?:

Defense Secretary Chuck Hagel has been on the phone with his Egyptian counterpart, Gen. Abdul Fattah al-Sissi, almost every day since the July 3 military ouster of President Mohamed Morsi. And every day he has urged the Egyptian defense minister to find a peaceful resolution to the political turmoil. He’s called al-Sissi at least 15 times since the military booted Morsi from power, a Pentagon official told Defense One.

By all accounts, al-Sissi had agreed. Just last week, Hagel hung up the phone with Cairo and was reassured that the Egyptian military wanted a peaceful transition. "Minister Al-Sisi underscored his commitment to peaceful resolution of the ongoing protests, and thanked Secretary Hagel for U.S. support,” the Pentagon said, in a description of the Aug. 5 phone call.

This is a peaceful resolution, a peaceful transition, a peaceful Egypt?

And isn't all of this something --  considering the highly suspect, and extraordinary premature, liberal elitist response in wishing the president's vision for hope and change would be hastily masterminded, translated, and manufactured out of thin air, simply by virtue of awarding a Nobel Peace Prize before he even completed his first year of office.  Oh the hopes! -- "for his extraordinary efforts to strengthen international diplomacy and cooperation between peoples" -- to come true!

We jinxed it.

From BBC News, US credibility 'in tatters' Over Egypt Crisis...

Since the ouster of Hosni Mubarak in 2011, the US has struggled to strike a balance between support for the tenuous progress towards democracy and protection of its national security interests.

Is the goal really to strike a balance?  Seriously?
How about we try standing on principle with regards to international and national security interests?

How about we just try being consistent?  We meddled and intervened with Hosni Mubarak...we didn't leave it for the people of Egypt to decide way back when... we kinda set this scenario up, didn't we?  didn't we?

By the way, if you so choose to link into that BBC post -- a photo showing President Obama with an Ayatollah beard attached is embedded about half way down, with the caption "President Obama has faced criticism from both sides in the Egypt crisis."   I wonder if the NAACP, or the Justice Department, will investigate it as a hate crime (pick a side)?   [And while we're at it -- snaps to Michelle Malkin here and here.]

The BBC post ends with nothing but emphasis upon international policy meeting clarity :

"I think it's time for the United States to recognise that what we have here is the restoration of a military dictatorship in Cairo," said Tamara Wittes from the Brookings Institution, and a former State Department official working on Middle East democracy issues during the first Obama administration.

"That means that the United States needs to call these events what they are - under American law it needs to suspend assistance to the Egyptian government because this was a military coup and it is a military regime."

No gray area there:  "under American law it needs to suspend assistance to the Egyptian government because this was a military coup and it is a military regime."   Besides -- as  Mr. President "America cannot determine the future of Egypt" Obama and Mr. Press Secretary "this is up for the Egyptians to answer" Carney have outright said -- the Egyptians can handle things all on their own.

Maybe, just maybe, we need to leave it alone.

Indeed.
Which reminds me of this great nations first intentions when it comes to international relations, encapsulating the ideals of our founding fathers who magnificently recognized that this day would come.

From my favorite book in the whole wide world, The 5000 Year Leap, by W.Cleon Skousen -- quoting Washington:

Observe good faith and justice toward all nations.  Cultivate peace and harmony with all.  Religion and morality enjoin this conduct; and can it be that good policy does not equally enjoin it?  It will be worthy of a free, enlightened, and, at no distant period, a great nation to give to mankind the magnanimous and too novel example of a people always guided by an exalted justice and benevolence.

In the execution of such a plan nothing is more essential than the permanent, inveterate antipathies against particular nations and passionate attachments for others should be excluded, and that in place of them just and amicable feelings toward all should be cultivated.  The nation which indulges toward another an habitual hatred or an habitual fondness is in some degree a slave.  It is a slave to its animosity or to its affection, either of which is sufficient to lead it astray from its duty and its interest.

At the close of the chapter, Avoid Entangling Alliances, Skousen poses this:

Looking back, one cannot help wondering how much happier, more peaceful, and more prosperous the world would be if the United States had been following a policy of "separatism" as the world's great peacemaker instead of "internationalism" as the world's great policeman.

Something to ponder, isn't it...

In any event, what the times require is to stand on principle -- even if we must go back 238 years to find it.

But then there's this --
and now returning to the "Incoherent" Obama policy post from Fox News (yes, back to where we began the day) --  which positions John Bolton, the former U.S. ambassador to the United Nations under W, for argument support:

Bolton said the wisest thing for the president to do would be to not say much at all. He claimed that the reality for the U.S. is that the best option is for the Egyptian military to stay in control, "ugly as it may be." The Muslim Brotherhood, he said, is an "armed militia" and not a political party.

Indeed.  "Ugly as it may be" -- there is that; with a bloody Nile to prove it.

But Oh "to not say much at all."
What are the chances?

Make it a Good Day, G

It's a Nanny State & The Professor Thing

Dear America,

"Official motto of the White House economic team: Those who can, do. Those who can’t, fantasize in the classroom, fail in Washington and then return to the Ivy Tower to train the next generation of egghead economic saboteurs. Life is good for left-wing academics. Everyone else pays dearly."

that's what she said.

That is what Michelle Malkin opened her column with just yesterday; hm. same day G was thinking the exact same thing.  Only, Malkin, far more polished in her delivery, backed up thoughts with names, numbers and data to string a mile long...for G, not so much. [insert smiley face here]  But gotta love it when, there she was, with Sean Hannity last night, explaining the "abandoning ship...going back to academics" theory on national TV -- hence, backing up the G thing hook, line and sinker.

Poking some kind of fun back on the lefties who come off "untouched and unscathed by reality" while living in their Keynesian house of cards, she keeps building up her case..."and we get told we're the morons!" she added, basically throwing down all her cards and showing Sean, along with the rest of his viewers, black jack.

good times. good times indeed.

Considering G was hopped up on everything free market yesterday, in the middle of her piece, Malkin said this:

"Goolsbee’s most recent “innovation”: the “White House White Board,” a weekly video lecture teaching everyone else how to hitch what remains of America’s free-market system to the wagon of the state and how much (or rather, how little) we should make doing it. He illustrated his grand interventionist strategy to pick and choose “Startup America” winners by drawing a trough of broken light bulbs (symbolizing entrepreneurial ideas) piling up in a “Valley of Death” because they lacked government support.

A comical choice of imagery given the Democrats’ enviro-nutty ban on incandescent bulbs. But I digress."

And speaking of digressing, nothing like starting off the day with one, eh.  This isn't exactly where I wanted to go this morning, but I just couldn't help myself.  My first thought of the day went right to sweet synchronicity rounding up full circle.  To read her full column, go here. 

so, from what remains of the free market to the remains on a day...what else...what else... oh right...now this is really neither here nor there, I mean, my gosh, the story came up from down under.  But did you hear about the new protectionism, specific to wildlife, showing favor expressly for a certain group, namely possums?


The way the story goes, domestic felines have a curfew; no more gallivanting around the neighborhood in the middle of the night, causing all sorts of mayhem.  Possums seem to be unable to hold their own down under, so again, the first thing environmentalists think of is scratching natural law and order, scrapping Darwin's survival of the fittest, in one giant leap.  And again, deciding for us, who deserves special privileges, special rights of passage and the like, posing one animalia against another even -- all while swiping the civil liberties of the domestic cat with one scratch.

Here's a bit of kitty kibble on the matter:

"There have been some 564 reported cat attacks on ringtail possums in the last year alone, making up the biggest part of total cat attacks on wildlife, wildlife protection agency WIRES said. 'It's a small thing to ask people to keep their cats indoors if it means protecting our native wildlife.' McKenzie said 'After all, they were here first, we've introduced domestic pets, so we have a responsibility to control them.' "

really?

How do we know if whether or not the possums started it?  I mean, is someone actually stalking the Sydney neighborhoods in search of cats run amuck, wreaking havoc upon the poor, defenseless possums?  I'm sorry, are we talking about Fluffy, Dingleberry, and Boo?  C'mon.

And seriously, if a possum can't seem to handle a little harassment from frick and frack, who is to say they deserve to be in the wild in the first place?  what a let down in the name of wildlife everywhere, eh.  Oh G is a heartless bitch this morning.

But really, I love wildlife as much as the next girl (as long as that girl does not subscribe to the philosophy and actions of greenpeace... most often an outfit controlling the rights of mother nature to the extremes) -- but this seems downright ludicrous. Perhaps the way to go might be to begin "domesticating" possums, ever think of that?  If they can't handle the real world, let's bring them indoors and treat them like babies.

Now, in my old neighborhood, not to be confused with my new neighborhood which is pretty much the same, we get possums, and raccoons, and rabbits, and what not -- sometimes even coyotes.  And the truth is, we seem to be losing more felines (proof is in the pictures taped to the sides of telephone polls...the sweet faces of lost Dingleberries pop up all the time).

How would might this group suggest we keep the possums in -- at night?  Because I have seen possums willing to take on small children in these here parts  (really)  (not kidding).

Here's a piece of advice handed down to cat owners in the wake of this assault upon the average possum (considering that there is no law in place to give them any authority to forbid households to let their cats out at night):

"Whilst the curfew cannot be strictly enforced, an education and information program to be sent out by the local government will propose that cat owners keep their pets indoors between dusk and dawn, monitor their cat's activities during the day and attach two bells to their collar."

attach two bells, they suggest...
that's gonna go over well.
they seem not to have a clue about how the typical cat ticks.

Isn't that domestic cat abuse?  wouldn't a couple of bells announcing their every move cut a cat's psyche right in two, emasculating whatever natural tendencies they happened to be born with as one of God's beautiful creatures?

and this may sound over the line, but wouldn't this be like telling a gay or lesbian student to wear a letter across their chest in school, announcing who they are on the inside, and to back off, long before they've even had a chance to say hello?  I mean, what you are asking a cat to do here is wrong.  What gives you the right to decide how to level the playing field -- and assuming the field is full of land mines only blowing up one side?   For isn't the real world a place where we all have to get along...even in conditions that might test our very souls, if not, our outright ability to fight for what we believe and who we are?

Maybe, why stop at bells and whistles calling out all cats, how about we have possums sit down and watch a video like "It gets better" while we're at it.

And call me stupid if I think possums could probably do a better job at adapting, or move to higher ground.

But again, throwing the risk of repetition against the wind, how do we not know for sure that it was the possum who stuck it's tongue out in the first place?

I would also be remiss if I did not ask the age old question:  Is Fluffy really capable of taking down a wild animal like a possum?  My bet goes to the feral kitty sitting there in the corner, looking like the Cheshire cat.  Can you say gill tea? 

so no. my two cents today did not remain inside American borders.  shoot me. throw me in a cage. leave me for dead.  whatever.

but if need be,  I can make a course correction right now, on the fly, if you like... 

Survival of the fittest is a good thing, it makes us adapt, and expand, and take action -- to protect and guide and manifest a magnificent future.  It is a very American ideal, indeed.  It is an idea not intended for wussies, or should I say pussies, as the observations of today chime in in the back of my head (who are we kidding, it was just a couple of bells).

WE, as a country, used to teach all our youngin' how to hold their own -- getting better at it as time went by -- generated by the top down (ergo from mom and pop, people of authority, our leaders...).  Kids understood their place -- and how to work awfully hard to get out from under parental control and make their own way, albeit in a warped give me liberty or give me death kind of way.

But somehow, in the last thirty or forty years, we have shifted -- going against the natural Darwinian flow and teachings surrounding our duty to raise self-reliant, able-bodied, rootin' tootin' kids ready to take on the world -- these days, we are raising a bunch of fluffies with a social cause ringing around their ears.  Yes, extreme G lives and reigns.  But think about it, here in America and down under, the social justice agenda is replacing a beautiful industrial life in a dog-eat-dog cat-scratch-fever kind of way.

With good intentions (I'm sure...say that with some attitude please) our political correctness has enabled scores of protectionists, environmentalists, fascists, marxists, social justice-ists, to control the population.  It always starts out small and grows.  First, it is adding a just couple of bells around our neck, but pretty soon, we are locked up in cages (but only at night).

I am not happy with things down under with this whole goodbye kitty police state.  And it has taken me by surprise, really; for, of all places, you would think the great Outback would choose Darwin over Code Pink Hello Kitty any day of the week.  The thing is, considering evolution by the hundredth monkey effect seems to be in full force, this doesn't bode well for the rest of us.

here we go. there we go. it's all the same thing on this incredibly stupid day.  are you ready for a cat fight?

Make it a Good Day, G

speaking of which, did you know we are engaged in a fourth war?  covert ops, they say.  In Yemen.  oh yes, and you lefty's thought you had found yourself an anti-war anti-imperialist golden child  -- thing is, he just doesn't tell anyone about it or get congressional approval.  that's all.  may I suggest you write your congressman.   but really now, can I get a chorus of "whiskey tango foxtrot" for the president?