It's a Chasing Pavements Kinda Day Thing

Dear America,

so if you are one of the two people who follow G, you would know this girl loves to carry a theme for a day or two or five...

So, you know that feeling when you have a pit in your stomach when watching Hoarders on TLC?  That should be how we all feel right now, being on the outside looking in on this debt ceiling debate/how 'bout we just add 2.4 trillion dollars to our bottom line without a care in the world. [weren't here just yesterday? then you would have no idea the connection, but continue, please]

Sure.  The president wants us/congress to give him 2.4 trillion dollars more credit -- to save about "4 trillion" OVER TEN F#%&^&g YEARS.  He thinks that is the most prudent use of the people's money...yeah, like that's a good idea.

Now quickly... doing the math in my little old head before another brainiac idea comes to his mind -- the wise one wants 2.4 T to add to our current debt, while knowing his current deficit for this fiscal year alone is @ another 1.5 T -- when you add 2.4 plus 1.5 we get 3.9 trillion dollars... OVER ONE f&*#%$g YEAR..

Which brings to mind, it's a good job if you can get it [and this just in, even the "GANG of SIX" is leaning this direction...reminiscent of G's gangbang'r day]

[and just so you know right out of the gate...the ride with this girl today will be like riding a wild mustang...unpredictable and virtually, totally, untamed]

Now, talk about G carrying on on a theme -- today is OPENING DAY at the races here in Del Mar.  It was two years ago TOMORROW...upon the very first "Day After"... that this girl jumped into the blogosphere.  It just so happened to also be a "day after" a big speech on Health Care from the president...but details, shmeetails.  It's all about me for these two seconds....one one thousand, two one thousand...

Moving on.org.

Let's talk about this Hoarding America some more...we haven't even entered the era of being gravely afflicted with the real costs of the "Affordable Care Act" -- we are still like two years away!  The trillion dollar "Affordable Care Act"  -- the oxymoron of the century busting out of the new age -- is yet to start taxing us, charging us, penalizing us, and costing us; and costing us a plenty.

And apparently, the "80% of Americans" [see Lie #19 on this link to the "American Thinker"]-- according to the Chief Pollster and certified king on the fly -- are all over this "bi-partisan" "balanced" approach to our debt and deficits, just like they were all over the president's affordable health care legislation, I'm sure.

Just how does he keep doing it and getting away with it, is what I want to know.  It's like he just pulls a number out of his head and thinks, gosh, that sounds like I know what I'm talking about.

G note to self (along with anyone else who might care to listen)  If that same hypothetical "80%" worked the numbers on health care just two years ago, they would have recognized the shoddy math pulling it all together -- I mean, stealing 500 Billion from Medicare to help pay for it just for starters...Where were all these people screaming about hands off my medicare then?  Especially when Sebelius -- UNDER OATH -- admittedly reported that she counted that same 500 B's twice!   I mean, it's impossible to even make this stuff up.

Haven't we learned anything? The federal government has become a master at hiding the ugly truth -- thoroughly masking the horrid details under some kind of pragmatic facade, masterminding the ideological shift away from self-reliance, and effectively throwing all future generations six feet under before their little lives even begin.  Running like any other 'credit worthy' bureaucracy, details the people will never ever know are safely and efficiently manipulated deep into the fine print.

While once something becomes designated worthy and subsequently placed into the system, it never ever never goes away, ever!  We just continue hoarding ourselves into oblivion -- through massive social reforms, under huge bureaucracies of paper pushers, adding hundreds of thousands of new government employees, headed under thousands of agencies and programs and departments and czars.

ARE YOU F^%#^&g kidding me?!  Oh no! G is not being out of line, I am just channeling a vice president from the good ole days, when something became a BIG f#^$%g Deal.  (remember that day with G...now THAT was a good day).  


This country is being buried under complete Bull Shit; and it is just wrong every which way to Sunday and back.

And don't get me wrong, like any decent hoarder -- the upkeep is usually condoned by a co-dependent or two.  It's not like it is the democrats fault any more than it is the republicans fault [even though, having said that, a sharp critical mind would recognize the exponential growth of the debt and deficits over the last three years is a wee bit different...I mean, we just can't add a trillion dollar stimulus, a trillion dollar banking bailout, a trillion dollar health care bill,  while adding "kinetic military action" in Libya and Pakistan and Yemen to two wars -- when we can't afford to pay for what we already got in unfunded liabilities in Social Security, Medicare and Medicaid -- each of which are on a trajectory of certain death].

But like I said, co-dependent relationships giving creative license to keep on keeping on, even if it will ultimately kill us, seems receptive only on deaf ears.

The thing is, even a baby has more juevos rancheros to negotiate better, reminding myself of a favorite imagination of a truly brilliant mind:

"Infancy conforms to nobody;

all conform to it; 

so that one babe 

commonly makes four or five 

out of the adults who prattle and play to it."

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Indeed.

How the populace of a certain congress begins to all look alike, no?

Quickly conforming to a false cultural belief before standing firm on self-reliance, even if it is just their own -- what a sham.  How our founders must be viewing the antics from upstairs in total, gut-wrenching, utter disgust...either that, or they have turned us off altogether, tuning into re-runs of Hoarders in Hulu Heaven, more fascinated by the mischief of human nature wreaking havoc upon a segment of society who clearly knows not what they do or how to stop.  Thanks to TLC, at least then, it appears more like entertainment than real life.

Mitch McConnell just makes me ill; and just like my first sentiment on the day -- that sickening feeling we should all be feeling right about now (at least 80% of us anyway) -- to the point, that at times, being unable to watch a second longer -- THAT is how I feel listening to this Senator.  He personifies a political hack that should be gone by now.

If virtue is it's own reward, than the opposite affect must be a sad, sad thing to behold.

How can any republican support the soft tyranny running amuck within this administration?

America is leaning towards SOCIALISM in every way -- since when is this ideology American, let alone okay?

"Socialism is the philosophy of failure, 

the creed of ignorance, 

and the gospel of envy, 

its inherent virtue 

is the equal sharing of misery."

Winston Churchill

just allowing the hoarding to continue, simply closing our eyes when we walk in the door, doesn't change a thing.

Which reminds me of another good day in G land, when lamenting "if all is not well, than it's not the end"...awaiting a flourishing finish.

and yet it is the end of this day, which just so happens to be opening day at the Del Mar Race Track ...and away they go...(gotta say it with an accent kinda like a Rupert Murdoch)

Make it a Good Day, G

my money's on pink.


fyi...G Thing title on the day has more to do with the overall mood...supported by another new favorite song, by Adele...just click on the title and you, too, can get into the mood.

Dear America,

catch my tears somebody -- it's Maundy Thursday and how.

so the guy has since apologized, basically choosing to take full responsibility only as an afterthought; he regrets the post, but stands by his criticism anyway; he is only sorry if it offended, not so much that the deed was done.

All brought to you by Wonkette ...with no need to say more...but we will.


Please, read the Jack Stuef blog (don't be afraid, it's short and stupid):

Greatest Living American: 

A Children’s Treasury of Trig Crap On His Birthday

"What’s he dreaming about? Nothing. He’s retarded,"  

Jack Sprat spews from the recesses of idiocy...

"Is Palin his true mother? Or was Bristol? (And why is it that nobody questions who the father is? Because, either way, Todd definitely did it.) It doesn’t matter. What matters is that we are privileged to live in a time when we can witness the greatest prop in world political history." 

So we are back to questioning the true mother, are we?  While Jack Sprat takes it one step further, saying "either way, Todd definitely did it?"   that's so funny I forgot to laugh.  I mean, that was trying to be funny, right? you aren't really insinuating a case of incest with the Palin's, right?  oh well, either way, makes you look ridiculously stupider than any child with Down's.

Hey, Jack, do you know any family with a Down's child besides through the miracle of TV and the subsequent narrow minded lens of political posturing? Do you have any real sense of the power of the written word?  Even your half-heart'd apology with no regrets makes a continuing mockery of the whole charade.

You see, I can speak about this, because this thing called Down's I happen to know an awful lot about.; it is something I keep pretty close to my heart, along side a reality steeped and mellowed and warmed with nearly fifty years of intimate, family, brotherly experience.  This meaningless trash talk you just throw out on a blog on a whim on the fly without thinking -- using a Down's child as the worst prop in world blogosphere history, I might add -- is deplorable, a corruption of humanity.  Have you no soul?

And then, as if THAT isn't enough, the entire experience is rounded out (if you get the nerve to take a whiff, anyway) by reading the onslaught of Palin polluting commentary unfit to be seen or heard, let alone taking in with a long, deep breath...just where is the UN? I believe we have an epic human rights violation occurring upon the earth, the likes of which we have never seen before.  oh the sludge, the grime, the irreparable damage...I can't watch.

You know I make it a habit reading comments after articles just to get a read on where the nation sits on various subjects, through media left and right; it's kind of one of my favorite guilty pleasures -- it's like it's so bad, but it feels so good, and all the while, what comes out of it most days is a sense that most of us DO think before we speak.

Not always, of course; but generally, after well meaning articles pick apart the facts, separate the opinion, and keep to a line of respect and professionalism, the comments thereafter generally respect the contributor, writer, commentator right back.  There is divisiveness, at times; other times, opposing opinion cuts off any chance for understanding another person's view before it even has a chance to sink in; but more often than not, those who frequent the site on a regular basis, those who already align with the view before even popping open the home page, naturally concur with most everything said.

That being said, the comments following Jack Sprats juvenile rampage fit to a T.

from 'Barb' --

"...I've said it before and I will say it again, it has to suck for Trig to have a special needs mom.
Happy Birthday Trig! I hope your parents took you out of the 7-day diaper bag long enough to have some cake. I'm sure they will make you a baby bottle full of Triaminic, with its cool grape goodness, and you will go seepie-byes real soon."

from 'Downfist Troll'  --

Here's to Trig! May he be the first Palin to get a G.E.D.

from 'Gopherit'  --

"i can say, with zero snark, that Trig will likely be the most qualified Palin for the presidency. Sorry, Trig. Wish your family didn't suck."

from 'DustBowlBlues' --

"The look-I-didn't-abort-this-retard prop baby named after Roy Rogers' horse. Poor little Trigger got dragged to every possible campaign event in 2008, no matter whether it was time for him to be in bed or not."

every       single      one     of the comments.  all three hundred and thirteen and counting. Wonk on, Wonkette toads, wonk on.

catch my tears somebody.


these are the young, hip minds Obama wooed the first time, in order to get elected; they are all apart of the d-list crowd who watched his Town Hall meeting on Facebook, I'm sure; this, by example, is the kind of civility, generally and widely accepted, from the mouths of his faithful followers.  Stooping to the lowest of the low is part and parcel of the MO they keep and share and pass around like a virus -- taking Saul Alinsky's Rules for Radicals to heart and to market.


catch my tears somebody.

How in the world did we make people who no longer care about another person's feelings in this way?

Is it simply the unintended consequences tied up in the after-birth of the new age, living vicariously and recklessly and anonymously on the net with no strings attached?  As if it doesn't matter what we say or how we say it or who we talk about -- even if using a Down's baby as a visceral, provocative, prop?  Or is it we only ingenuously care when they are on the right side of our political ideology?  either way, this is as ugly as coyote ugly gets.

catch my tears somebody.


You know, the reality of living with a Down's baby -- for me, coming along a year after and teaching him how to walk...and on through the years...bearing witness to that same Down's baby who never failed to show up and be the brightest bulb on the block... no matter where we were -- is a reality I wish everyone could know.  In truth, everything I ever really needed to know, of the things that truly matter, I learned from him (not to mention his supernatural dry wit, the irreverent displays of all things silly, and the unbridled shaking of the family funny bone all the days of my life).  I love you so much kissy!

catch my tears somebody.

I weep for the world this morning; we seem to be continually losing something of ourselves in each new waking day.  Decency, civility, virtue, are things becoming all too often heavily disregarded and freely discarded, thrown by the wayside and left for dead -- aborted by popular belief and a general sense of selfish, narcissistic, invincibility that reigns superior over everything else. 

wonk on with your big bad self and let's just see where this leads the world, huh? 
are you proud of yourselves? 
does this make you feel good? 
all of you, not just Jack Sprat... all of you... every        single     one of you, huh?

for once, put yourself into somebody else' Tom's shoes, I beg of you.  What you all seem so-happy-go-lucky to throw around on a whim without a care, seemingly quite pleased with yourselves for doing so -- I would not wish this kind of hatred upon my worst enemy.  AND, having this kind of hatred paired with a subject matter so thoroughly and characteristically in-congruent -- the innocence of a Down's baby -- my heart is left stunned by the violation.

...oh my... what's this?  wonders never cease to amaze me.
I am not alone... what is it we have here... I do believe... heaven is crying along side me... hence the drizzle outside my window to the world.


For some of us, I question the probability on this one, but no matter, let's complete the day in our usual flare anyways...


Make it a Good Day, G

really good
as good as it gets even
well, as good as it can get for a Maundy Thursday, anyway.
bless us one and all.