Well, members of the Obamanation, do ya? Do you like the 'change' you screamed for? 'Cause I don't. And yes, I have the right to bitch, whine and complain...I voted, but not for your guy.
If you're a smoker, my Obama lovin' pal...do you like that new 'tax'...can you still afford your smokes? If not, how long before nicotine withdrawal has you going nutty and cursing change?
How about the campaign promises...no bi-partisan goo, no earmark/pork spending...how ya likin' how that's worked out for us? Just curious...you know, someone else's change may not be the change you had in mind.
Personally, I hold to the whole 'change starts at home'...just like education. If you want something changed (your life, your situation, your gov't), you gotta do the changing and not depend on someone else to do it for you. We've become a nation of lazy, do nothing for ourselves people. We (I use the term loosely here) sit and wait for someone to come and tell us what to do. We are lost without someone else giving direction.
Then there are a select few (roughly 3%) that think on for ourselves, don't wait for MSM to tell us what is really going on and make an effort to ensure that we don't become one of the raging insane should TSHTF...we aren't looked on too kindly. We are played up as crazy, fight starting nutjobs. We should stop thinking, stop forming opinions and start following along, right?
Someone goes apeshit...people die. 'Survivalists' are painted up as the culprit because apeshit has/had guns. Newsflash, not EVERY survivalist has guns. Matter of fact, you're reading one. I take that back, we do have the shotgun. Whoa, watch out...gonna take over the city with a two barrel shotgun. You should really be more worried about what I can do to you without a weapon...you might be unpleasantly surprised.
The point is...you keep your change. Why? Because your change is nothing new...it's the same ol' bullshit that politicians have been slingin' for years. It's just a horse of a different color pulling the poo wagon now. Doesn't make it smell any sweeter and hell, it must be the wrong kind of shit in the first place...nothing grows where it falls for long.
Surviving mild insanity in a slightly sane manner. Preppin' for the worst, hoping for the best.
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5 comments:
Yes, yes, yes!
I wanna do that scene from When Harry Met Sally now.
SO WELL SAID, lady!
"I'll have what she's having!"
LMBO...thanks for stoppin' by Melonie!
You're complaining about taxes on tobacco?!? Don't you have any Indian friends?
Nah, kiwano...not complaining really...haven't had a smoke in something like two weeks. Do get the odd fanatical craving every once in a while, but push on through.
No Indian pals either...come to think of it, I don't think I've seen any in this little podunk town. But then again, I'm not exactly a 'townie', lol.
Amen Sister!
Kiwano, do your Indian friends ship UPS? Heh heh heh.....
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