Not all of the time.
By Don Bobbitt, 2015
Not all of the time.
By Don Bobbitt, 2015
OK, Before you read this any further, please accept my apology for my obvious stupidity.
I mean, I must be stupid, because at this point in our nation’s history (and my life) there are so many things going on in our political process that I just don’t understand, I get baffled easily.
So, here is my problem, today;
Hey, I was just thinking:.
There is far too much censorship in our world these days, and someone sent this to me in an email.
At first, I laughed and then I almost deleted it as being “too insensitive”.
But then I realized I was thinking this way, not out of concern for the people around the world who call themselves “Muslim’s”, but out some distorted “fear” of my perceptions of them, and (of course) I was swayed to some degree by what those (mysterious) radical terrorist factions might do, either to me or to others.
Well, that’s a problem in our society these days, this distortion of public opinion driven mostly by our press.
So, I am sharing this email with you, out of a sense that everyone in America really is equal. And that equality includes their having to be joked about, just like the rest of us in this country.
We Americans are a fantastic amalgam of races, religions and ethnicities. And. we all have something that someone can make fun of. In my America, People who call themselves “Muslims” deserve no more special treatments than anyone else in my America, so here goes.
Oh, and if you do have some perverted sense that you are so special that you should not be exposed to our American sense of equality, including our humor, then do not read the rest of this posting.
But, you might want to think about why you are here, sharing our great society, in the first place.
Sometimes, I just have to share something that strikes me as being insanely useless information.
By insane, I mean when I see that someone has taken the time to seriously research a thing, spending time and resources just to get to a resolution, I have to wonder what was in their mind.
I was reading an article on HubPage that I will provide a link to below, where a group in the UK decided to do a study on, what were the favorite colors of cars for birds to POOP on?
OK, Me? well, my mind does go in some strange directions sometimes, and I do think about some strange things that I witness in the world. But …… Bird Poop Toilets (aka cars)? This one never entered my mind.
I don’t know, maybe its just me, sitting here over my morning coffee and flipping through the top 5 network news channels over the past several days.
So, OK, I am White, and I do live in the South. If I had to label myself (And I hate labels.), I am a pretty middle-of-the-road conservative person.
And, what happened in that Charleston church was an atrocious act, performed by a very sick person.
Lately, my wife and I have been walking a number of Nature trails and other public trails to get our exercise.
We try to get in at least 5-miles a day and the great places for us to walk are the Nature or “Natural” trails that many cities are now providing for their citizen and visitors.
These trails are usually wide enough for walkers, joggers, and bike riders to all enjoy at the same time.
But, we are finding that too many of the bike riders are not aware of the common courtesies they should follow when they are sharing the trails with others.
I do it sometimes you know. Think!
Like my friend in the picture above, chewing on his Cud, I was just thinking ………….. about the number one excuse cops have for pulling a person in a car over.
You know, the famous (wink, wink) Broken Tail light or burned out tail light? We know, and the cops know that we know, that this is just an excuse to get their heads (and noses) into our cars, so they can have an excuse for writing a ticket of some kind.
I keep looking,
from the people
who are so famous and even idolized,
in this crazy world of ours.
I read what they say,
I weigh it with such hope.
I had a Dreamsicle the other day.
And it was good.
You know what a Dreamsicle is, of course, but what I’m talking about is the Dreamsicle of my youth.
I would walk up to Deb’s Place on a hot summer afternoon and lay my dime on the counter, that I could barely see over , by the way.
People normally don’t get to take a vacation when they are already retired in many peoples view. Most people think that; Hey, they’re retired, how can they take a vacation from a perpetual vacation?
Well, we retirees do get to go on vacation trips but our real vacations are when we get visitors.
Read my article on my Retiree Blog on how someone who is retired often gets a vacation.
by Don Bobbitt, 2015
This Hate thing, it’s such a raw emotion that when I see it displayed near me, I actually back off from the person who is spouting it.
Every Day just cannot be a GREAT Day!
I know, even I occasionally write an article about what a Great Day I’m having.
And, I have had and still do have a LOT of Great Days in my Life.