Daily (or semi-daily) Jim Traficant-like "sermons" on things I can't allow my blood pressure to pontificate on too long!
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Remember, a vote for someone other than a Democrat is a wasted vote (no offense Senator McCain!)!!
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Sunday, January 22, 2006
2006 Update
OK folks, I know that I've said before that I was going to start regularly posting here but The-Voice has been, shall we say, speechless for a couple of months and its about time I started talking again. The atrocities, the Gestapo-like tactics of this White House has made me seethe recently. The tragedies in my lineage home-state of West Virginia, now with 14 dead coal miners in two different mining "accidents" in three weeks; I've yet to comment on the colossal unpreparedness of what the residents of New Orleans faced with Hurricane Katrina; and several other bits that I'm chomping at the bit to comment on are not too far away.
Stick with me as I am trying to make some positive changes on the blog. I'm still a little uneasy with the template thing and making sure the HTML is correct.
Max is doing well. His teacher called him brilliant to me on the phone the other day. Also says he is a top-class negotiator. . .meaning he's a chip off the old block when it comes to talking, or at least trying to, talk his way out of or into situations. Additionally, he's become savant-like recently by picking up on his own how to add. Just say what's "x+y" and he'll give you an answer. . .one that's correct. Being anything but a mathematical genius, I cannot take credit for him picking that up from me!
So nonetheless, I'm still plugging along here, trying to make ends meet and struggling along in this democracy we call America. Being out "in the country" suits me well except with the price of gasoline (petrol for my British friends) which sometimes keeps me at home when I'd rather be doing something (when you have a 1984 Olds Delta 88 that off the production line got only 20 miles per gallon on a GOOD day, with 200,000 miles you choose your destinations more carefully!)
Not sure I mentioned it here on a personal note, but 2005 was quite a year for me. My sister, Desiree, had her first baby, my strapping little nephew Hank, who has taken a recent dislike to me and to most other men; she also got married to her boyfriend of ten years, David. Tragically, my grandmother, who at many, many times was like a mother to me, died from complications with emphysema on July 13, 2005, the same day, in fact, a half hour after, Max lost his first tooth. Betty Jean Hall Garrison (1931-2005) will always be with me, good or bad, looking over my shoulder and, if death and spirit should imitate life, pointing out what I'm doing wrong and steering me in the direction she sees fit for it to be done right in! I know that afternoon, heaven was rejoicing with the addition of its latest angel!
We still have a ways to go but its looking like that if the media can keep the Bush White House's shortcomings in the news long enough, and whittle away at that son-of-a-bitch Karl Rove, the Democrats might just win back the House, if not the Senate. And I'll be watching for my candidate to arise from our cold ashes for the White House in a few years. Could it be Barack Obama? I'd like it. Howard Dean? We'll see how he does with the Party chairmanship-- remember, he was my presidential primary candidate. I don't think Hillary Clinton could beat who I am certain will be the Republican candidate, Senator John McCain (whom if it is, I will have a hard time running into the ground as I see him as a good man and a fine legislator!).
Folks, when the morning star lowers and the sun takes it's place, I'll be right here, still watching my blood pressure while I watch the news, steaming and venting in some capacity about the wrongs of the right, the right of the left, and those of us left-over, the disenfranchised!
For now, The-Voice will quiet down. Until another day. . .
Stick with me as I am trying to make some positive changes on the blog. I'm still a little uneasy with the template thing and making sure the HTML is correct.
Max is doing well. His teacher called him brilliant to me on the phone the other day. Also says he is a top-class negotiator. . .meaning he's a chip off the old block when it comes to talking, or at least trying to, talk his way out of or into situations. Additionally, he's become savant-like recently by picking up on his own how to add. Just say what's "x+y" and he'll give you an answer. . .one that's correct. Being anything but a mathematical genius, I cannot take credit for him picking that up from me!
So nonetheless, I'm still plugging along here, trying to make ends meet and struggling along in this democracy we call America. Being out "in the country" suits me well except with the price of gasoline (petrol for my British friends) which sometimes keeps me at home when I'd rather be doing something (when you have a 1984 Olds Delta 88 that off the production line got only 20 miles per gallon on a GOOD day, with 200,000 miles you choose your destinations more carefully!)
Not sure I mentioned it here on a personal note, but 2005 was quite a year for me. My sister, Desiree, had her first baby, my strapping little nephew Hank, who has taken a recent dislike to me and to most other men; she also got married to her boyfriend of ten years, David. Tragically, my grandmother, who at many, many times was like a mother to me, died from complications with emphysema on July 13, 2005, the same day, in fact, a half hour after, Max lost his first tooth. Betty Jean Hall Garrison (1931-2005) will always be with me, good or bad, looking over my shoulder and, if death and spirit should imitate life, pointing out what I'm doing wrong and steering me in the direction she sees fit for it to be done right in! I know that afternoon, heaven was rejoicing with the addition of its latest angel!
We still have a ways to go but its looking like that if the media can keep the Bush White House's shortcomings in the news long enough, and whittle away at that son-of-a-bitch Karl Rove, the Democrats might just win back the House, if not the Senate. And I'll be watching for my candidate to arise from our cold ashes for the White House in a few years. Could it be Barack Obama? I'd like it. Howard Dean? We'll see how he does with the Party chairmanship-- remember, he was my presidential primary candidate. I don't think Hillary Clinton could beat who I am certain will be the Republican candidate, Senator John McCain (whom if it is, I will have a hard time running into the ground as I see him as a good man and a fine legislator!).
Folks, when the morning star lowers and the sun takes it's place, I'll be right here, still watching my blood pressure while I watch the news, steaming and venting in some capacity about the wrongs of the right, the right of the left, and those of us left-over, the disenfranchised!
For now, The-Voice will quiet down. Until another day. . .
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