Saturday, December 31, 2005

I Kid You Not

I heard this little piece of politically correct Americana on the radio while my dsl was down. Maybe that's why it made me so mad. See if it makes you mad, too.

It seems the city of Seattle has built free housing for alcoholics. You read that right; free, as in built by the taxpayer, housing for drunks! The complex cost $11,000,000 and has been nicknamed Drunk Dorms. And just how do you qualify to live in Drunk Dorms? You have to have been an alcoholic for 15 years and failed at rehab 6 times. That's all it takes to live at taxpayers' expense and continue to drink! That's right, you don't have to stop drinking once you get your free accomodations. I guess Seattle officials felt that requiring drunks to stop drinking in order to get free housing defeated the purpose of building free housing for drunks.

Someone please tell me what kind of a world are we living in??!! I've been working my butt off all these years for nothing. I could've quit working 15 years ago, married a bottle of Jack Daniels, and be living rent free today with JD still by my side. What kind of madness is this? What ever happened to the idea of personal responsibility?

There was a time, long, long ago in a galaxy far, far away, when people were actually held accountable for their actions and suffered the consequences thereof. Oh yes, there was charity for the needy, but only the deserving needy: those who suffered through no fault of their own or who were willing to change their anti-social, self-destructive behavior. People who wouldn't change their behavior were left to reap what they had sown. Not anymore. Today, it's the height of pc compassion to aid people in the "safe" commission of self-destruction. And it's the depth of pc heartlessness to divide the poor into deserving and undeserving, or to pass judgment on their behavior. You're a Nazi if you even think of it.

And what does this pc compassion get us? Needle exchange programs, subsidized illegitimacy, generational helplessness, feminized poverty, and Drunk Dorms. I kid you not.

Friday, December 30, 2005

Back in Business!*

Hey friends! Just wanted to let you know that I got my dsl back on today, so I'll be posting regularly again. I sure did miss being a part of the blogging community. It feels so good to be back! I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and I hope you will have a terrific new year. Happy blogging!

PoorGrrl

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Christmas Was Great!*

Hi everyone! Christmas was great, even though it was the first one without Daddy. I thought it was going to be worse than it was because the whole month of December leading up to Christmas was a lot harder than the time leading up to Thanksgiving. Certain Christmas carols, and other songs, really got to me in the weeks before the holiday. The song, "Christmas Time Is Here", from that Charlie Brown Christmas show really made me sad. It's got a jazzy sound to it and every time I heard it on the radio I could see my Dad at his piano playing his jazz music. Like I said, it made me want to cry. But actual Christmas day was great. I spent the week-end with my Mom, and I actually got presents! My nephew's home from college, so that helped to make the day good, too. Well, I guess I'd better go. I still don't have dsl at home so I'm posting this from the library on my lunch break, and it's time to go back to work. Maybe next time I can post from home. Hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas!

Sincerely,

PoorGrrl

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Where Have I Been?*

Hello people! It's been almost a week since my last post. Sorry! Money is really tight right now, even with my new job, and my dsl connection is down at home. I'm posting this from my second home, the public library. I'm going to make a payment on my dsl when I leave here. I hope it'll be enough to get the connection back up. I do have a bit of good news: today I found $20!!!! I noticed it when I was pulling into the parking lot at Albertson's. I stopped at the first parking space I came to and got out of the car to get the bill. I thought it was only a dollar, and even that would've been great, but when I picked it up it was a twenty!!!! I feel bad for the person who lost it but for me, it was an answer to prayer. Also, my new boss threw a killer Christmas party at her house last night. There was great food, great music, lots of laughs, and an auction for different gift baskets. I got the gift basket with a kiddie 35mm camera, a Disney hot chocolate set, a Mancala game, and some bath fizzies(not really sure what they are). We used angel bucks, not real money, to bid on the baskets. I think it was really sweet of my boss to buy the baskets so we, the employees, could "buy" them without real money. That was some Christmas spirit! Well, gotta go now. You only get an hour on the 'net at the library. Hopefully my next post will be from my own computer. Merry Christmas everyone!

PoorGrrl

Sunday, December 11, 2005

"It Is the Soldier"

In anticipation of Thank a Soldier Week, I'm reprinting the awesome, straight-to-the-heart patriotic poem, "It Is the Soldier", by American soldier Charles Michael Province. Afterwards comes a brilliant quote by Ulysses S. Grant on the true nature of "peace activists". Though he spoke his words over a hundred years ago, their meaning for today is crystal clear.

"It Is the Soldier"

It is the Soldier, not the minister
Who has given us freedom of religion.

It is the Soldier, not the reporter
Who has given us freedom of the press.

It is the Soldier, not the poet
Who has given us freedom of speech.

It is the Soldier, not the campus organizer
Who has given us freedom to protest.

It is the Soldier, not the lawyer
Who has given us the right to a fair trial.

It is the Soldier, not the politician
Who has given us the right to vote.

It is the Soldier who salutes the flag
Who serves beneath the flag
And whose coffin is draped by the flag
Who allows the protester to burn the flag.

by Charles Michael Province, US Army


"Experience proves that the man who obstructs a war in which his nation is engaged, no matter whether right or wrong, occupies no enviable place in life or history. Better for him, individually, to advocate 'war, pestilence, and famine,' than to act as an obstructionist to a war already begun. The history of the defeated rebel will be honorable hereafter, compared with that of the Northern man who aided him by conspiring against his government while protected by it. The most favorable posthumous history the stay-at-home traitor can hope for is--oblivion."

Ulysses S. Grant, on Northern anti-war activists during the Civil War

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Brrrrr!!!*

Well, I'm home today, at least for a while. We got an artic blast in this part of Texas yesterday, and it's continuing today and on through tomorrow morning. Most schools are closed, but the day care center I'm now working at is open. However, my car was really acting funny while I was letting it warm up, so I decided not to chance driving it to work. I wasn't scared of icy roads. I can see the street from my back door, and cars are zipping by pretty good. Besides, the streets were suprisingly dry when I drove home yesterday even though we got a good dusting of sleet/freezing rain. I chose not to go to work because I don't have any money to pay for a tow truck if my car breaks down. I called my assistant director, and she said there weren't a lot of kids any way, so I should stay home and if I'm needed, she'll come pick me up. So now I'm in limbo. I seriously doubt if I get called in to work but you never know.

I don't understand why the center chose to be open today anyway. It was certain yesterday that most, if not all, schools would close. Most parents would opt to stay home with their kids. They're not stupid. Why take your child to day care when the schools have decided the roads are too hazardous to have class? I wouldn't risk it even if the schools were open. Like I said, the roads I take to work were pretty clear yesterday and appear to still be so today. But I don't know about all the side streets. Residential streets aren't top priority for the sanding trucks. But even if those roads are clear you have the bridges and overpasses to deal with. If I had to cross a bridge and/or overpass to get my kid to day care on a day like today, I wouldn't do it. I believe in what my brother's captain told him, like your job, love your family. If you end up wrapped around a telephone pole, you're not doing your family any good. And your boss won't declare you a hero and rush to pay all your medical and car repair bills. You probably won't even have a job when you get out of the hospital. Still, there are always those people who think that they just HAVE to go to work. Well, I'm not one of them. They can have the icy streets and freezing winds. Me, I'm going to have a cup of hot chocolate. Hmmmmm!

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Thank a Soldier Week

Hello people. Sorry I've been away for three days. The job's taking up my time like I knew it would plus, I've started a second blog called God and Me where I'll be writing about my love/hate relationship with the Deity. I've only written two posts on it so far, but it's taking up a lot of the thinking time that normally would've gone to PGZ. Check it out, if you want, at http://divinemusings.blogspot.com and tell me what you think. Now down to business.

While surfing the net a few days ago, I came across this website: www.thankasoldierweek.com. It's a site that provides different ways to thank a soldier during the week of Dec.19-25. I'm asking everyone who drops by my blog to please take the time to visit this site and thank a soldier. Also, spread the word through your own blogs, word of mouth, e-mail, etc. Our soldiers are fighting and dying for us. It's time we showed them a little appreciation. We, the American people, need to let them know that there are folks back home who think they're doing something more than "dying for nothing", as certain people who get all the media limelight like to say. So stop by the website, get the info, and show our troops that there are Americans who really support them.

Thanks, and God bless!

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Pompous Windbag Tells it LIke it Is

Below is a post on the "Christian peacemakers" kidnapped in Iraq by their Islamic extremists friends, written by someone who speaks the truth better than I can. Thank you, Pompous!

Peacnik Group CPT Blames Bush And Blair For Iraq Hostage Abductions

You know, I thought I had heard it all but now along comes the CPT and their insane attack on Pres. Bush and Prime Minister Blair. CPT is a leftist human rights group that goes into lethal environments to spread the message of peace and love. www.cpt.org is their website. Here is a quote from said website concerning the terrorist abduction of their workers: "BAGHDAD: We were very saddened to see the images of our loved ones on Al Jazeera television recently. We were disturbed by seeing the video and believe that repeated showing of it will endanger the lives of our friends. We are deeply disturbed by their abduction. We pray that those who hold them will be merciful and that they will be released soon. We want so much to see their faces in our home again, and we want them to know how much we love them, how much we miss them, and how anxious and concerned we are by what is happening to them. We are angry because what has happened to our teammates is the result of the actions of the U.S. and U.K. governments due to the illegal attack on Iraq and the continuing occupation and oppression of its people. Christian Peacemaker Teams (CPT) has worked for the rights of Iraqi prisoners who have been illegally detained and abused by the U.S. government. We were the first people to publicly denounce the torture of Iraqi people at the hands of U.S. forces, long before the western media admitted what was happening at Abu Ghraib. We are some of the few internationals left in Iraq who are telling the truth about what is happening to the Iraqi people We hope that we can continue to do this work and we pray for the speedy release of our beloved teammates."Ok...so let me get this straight. You idiots go into a war zone, try to undermine the mission of the military forces there, stir up the populace against the military and now you want to BLAME the leaders of said military for your abduction? What the hell are you smoking? Did Cindy Sheehan send you some of her righteous "bud"?What is with these groups? They jump in front of soldiers and tanks, they let detainees know how to get in touch with human rights groups..blah, blah, blah. Where in the hell was the CPT when Saddam was torturing and killing his own people? Are they marching around Iran and Syrian to give a peaceful alternative to suicide bombings and other terrorist attacks? Did they let the people of Cambodia know about Amnesty International when Pol Pot was running the show? Of course not. These Marxist nincompoops are all about peace and love when it suits their agenda. They are anti-war when it meets their needs. Screw them. You play with fire, you will get burned. These terrorists are not like the US and British military. You can't flip them the bird and yell at them like you do our soldiers and expect no reprisal. They don't care about you idiots. They are religious zealots and want you DEAD. Can you not understand that? Peace and non-violence are not the way to deal with them. They understand one thing. Extreme Violence. They are just like Al Capone...so here is how to deal with Al Qaeda courtesy of Sean Connery in the great movie "The Untouchables"..."You wanna get Capone? Here's how you get him. He pulls a knife, you pull a gun. He sends one of yours to the hospital, you send one of his to the morgue! That's the Chicago way! And that's how you get Capone!" Substitute al-Zarqawi for Capone and the quote says it all.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

It's Merry Christmas, Dammit!

Well, we're four weeks away from Christmas and the anti-Christmas/Christian bigots are out in force. All over this great land, founded by Christians, people are getting hammered for saying Merry Christmas or Christmas tree. Happy holidays and Holiday tree are now the pc greetings for the season, although those phrases will probably be axed soon, since "holiday" is a contraction of "holy day", and we can't have anyone suggesting that religion has anything to do with this holiday--oops!--I mean festive, season.

This is pathetic! I'm not a church goer, but I'm pissed at this blatant suppression and censoring of the religious heritage of this nation. Lets face it, Christians founded America. Muslims didn't; Jews didn't; Bhuddists didn't; pagans didn't; and atheists certainly didn't. Christians did! Christians wrote all our founding documents, from the Mayflower Compact to the Constitution and all subsequent documents. Christianity provided the worldview which produced the Founding Fathers' political philosophy. Christian pastors, known as the Black Regiment because of their black clerical garments, wrote the majority--about 80%--of the pro-revolutionary pamphlets during the Revolutionary War. In fact, the Black Regiment was so influential that one British member of parliament was prompted to say, "Cousin America has run off with a Presbertyrian parson." And if you're still not convinced of America's Christian heritage, consider this.

Look at a US map. From Providence, RI, to Los Angeles, CA, hundreds, if not thousands, of America's cities and towns bear Biblical and Christian-based names. Four state capitals: Santa Fe, NM; Salem, OR; St. Paul, MN; and Providence, RI, have Christian names. The name of one Texas city, Corpus Christi, actually means Body of Christ. Numerous (Jeru)Salems, Hebrons, and Bethlehems dot the American landscape. Saints abound: St. Paul, Santa Fe, San Francisco, San Antonio, Santa Cruz, San Fernando, San Jose, San Diego, San Angelo, Santa Barbara, San Bernardino, San Luis Obispo, and St. Petersburg to name a few. There's a Palestine, TX; a Trinidad (Trinity), CO; a Las Cruces (The Crosses) NM; and a Sacramento (Sacrament), CA. Need I go on? No! Any honest person will get the picture. America has a religious heritage, and that heritage is Christian.

But, the Christmas/Christian haters will whine, what about all the non-Christians in the US now? Shouldn't we be inclusive of them? Before you answer that question, recognize that it's a false question. Words like "inclusive", "diversity", and "multicultural" are increasingly becoming nothing more than euphemisms for anti-Christian. Think about it. What religion is always the one that's silenced, censored, or suppressed in the name of inclusion, diversity, or multiculturalism? Christianity! So when the diversity police come around, let them know you're on to them and you're not about to disown your own heritage to make any body else feel "included".

Non-Christians who come to this country need to understand what kind of a country they're entering. The burden is on them to accomodate themselves to our history, culture, and heritage. Christian Americans have no obligation to disown who they are or deny the supreme role they played in the creation of this nation. Recognizing this fact doesn't mean discriminating against non-Christians or denying them the freedom to practice their religion, or lack thereof. It does mean not asking Christians to submit to policies that would be instantly acknowledged as discriminatory if applied to non-Christians. And to those non-Christians who insist on being hypersensitive about anything Christian in the public square, I say, thank whatever god(s) you serve that America was founded by Christians who believed in religious freedom for all, for that's why you can live here as equals without subscribing to the dominant faith; I doubt that's the case in countries controlled by people who follow your religion.

Merry Christmas

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

I Got a Job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

I got a job!!!!!! Yep, I'm officially no longer one of the unemployed. For those just arriving at my blog, I was fired from my last job in August. I worked part-time for one of my best friends in her antique store until she couldn't afford to pay me anymore. Starting on Oct. 28, I was totally unemployed, no full or part-time job, until today! My new job is at a day care center, so I won't need to edit my profile where it says occupation. I'm starting out at $7 p/hr, which is pretty good for day care, and I start tomorrow. I'm so excited! I was getting really bored not having anything to do all day and, of course, I need the money. The only thing I regret is that having a job will cut down on the time I'll have for blogging. I'm thinking I'll just have to do most of my blogging in the early morning hours, since I don't have to be at work until 11am. The hours, 11am to 6:30pm, are the only things I don't like about the job itself, but I can handle it.

One more thing. I hate to ask, but if you can spare it, I really need my blogging friends to put a little something in my tip jar. Just because I have a job now doesn't mean I have money now. I have all of $15 to last me until I get my first check, and when I get that check it'll have to get immediately for rent, so I won't have anything left for electricity, food, etc. So if you can give anything, please do. It will be greatly appreciated. And while we're talking about money, has anyone used Google Adsense? I've been thinking about signing up for it since it's free, but I'm worried about how the ads will look on my blog--I don't want them taking up my link field--and I was wondering if it really works. I mean, no matter how pretty the ads might look on my template, they won't do me a bit of good if they don't make any money! Anyone out there who's used or is using Google Adsense, write a comment telling me how it's going. I want the bad info as well as the good; that's the only way I can make a wise decision.

Well, it's time for bed. Past time, actually. I just wanted to tell the blogosphere I'm a taxpayer again. And even though I've paid into the public trough, I'm proud to say that I never took any public assistance while I wasn't working. No food stamps, no rent help, no nothing! That's the essence of the conservatism I espouse. People, not government, should help people. Anyway, I really need to go to sleep. I have a big day tomorrow, and I don't want to be late!

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

How Ironic

I just read on Yahoo! News that four peace activists have been taken hostage in Iraq by a hither to unknown outfit calling itself The Swords of Righteousness Brigade. I know this sounds mean, but I almost find this funny.

The peace crowd would have you believe that the only bad guys in Iraq are Americans. For them, the insurgents are modern day Minutemen, as Michael Moore called them, fighting for their country's freedom (for the historically-challenged, the Minutemen were the good guys in the American Revolution, the Redcoats were the bad guys). So it'll be interesting to see how the peaceniks will spin the "good guys" kidnapping four of their own.

This is just too good. Don't misunderstand me. I wish no civilians in Iraq any harm, and I hope that the hostages are released safely. But these peaceniks need some kind of jolt to wake them up to the kind of people the insurgents really are. This kidnapping might just be that jolt. Not only did this Islamic group kidnap peace activists, but German peace activists, people whose country actively opposed the Iraq war. Evidently, such opposition isn't enough to make you a good guy in the eyes of the terrorists, even though it's the quickest way to become a good guy in the peaceniks' book. Well, it looks like the peace crowd will have to rethink just who are the Minutemen in Iraq, and who are the Redcoats. Lets hope and pray they're now smart enough to figure it out.

Monday, November 28, 2005

To Kill an American

Below is one of the most movingly patriotic pieces of writing I've seen in a loooooooong time, and it wasn't even written by an American! I found it on the Canadian blog North American Patriot, and am reprinting it here with permission. All you left-wing, Michael Moore types who think that patriotism is about spewing hate-filled "dissent" at your country, take a good, hard look at the article below. Maybe you'll learn what true patriotism is really all about. God bless America!

To Kill an American

To anyone who hasn't figured it out yet...yes, I am an American lover. Wanna know why? Well, it's all summed up pretty well in the words of a very wise Aussie...
Passed on by the great Nickie Goomba...
You probably missed it in the rush of news last week, but there was actually a report that someone in Pakistan had published in a newspaper an offer of a reward to anyone who killed an American, any American.So an Australian dentist wrote the following to let everyone know what an American is... so they would know when they found one. (Good on ya, mate!!!!)

An American is English, or French, or Italian, Irish, German, Spanish, Polish, Russian or Greek.An American may also be Canadian, Mexican, African, Indian, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Australian, Iranian, Asian, or Arab, or Pakistani, or Afghan.An American may also be a Cherokee, Osage, Blackfoot, Navaho, Apache, Seminole or one of the many other tribes known as native Americans.An American is Christian, or he could be Jewish, or Buddhist, or Muslim.In fact, there are more Muslims in America than in Afghanistan. The only difference is that in America they are free to worship as each of them chooses.An American is also free to believe in no religion. For that he will answer only to God, not to the government, or to armed thugs claiming to speak for the government and for God.An American lives in the most prosperous land in the history of the world.The root of that prosperity can be found in the Declaration of Independence, which recognizes the God given right of each person to the pursuit of happiness.An American is generous. Americans have helped out just about every other nation in the world in their time of need.When the Soviet army overran Afghanistan 20 years ago, Americans came with arms and supplies to enable the people to win back their country!As of the morning of September 11, Americans had given more than any other nation to the poor in Afghanistan.Americans welcome the best, the best products, the best books, the best music, the best food, the best athletes. But they also welcome the least.The national symbol of America, The Statue of Liberty, welcomes your tired and your poor, the wretched refuse of your teeming shores, the homeless, tempest tossed. These in fact are the people who built America.Some of them were working in the Twin Towers the morning of September 11, 2001 earning a better life for their families. I've been told that the World Trade Center victims were from at least 30 other countries, cultures, and first languages, including those that aided and abetted the terrorists.So you can try to kill an American if you must.Hitler did.So did General Tojo, and Stalin, and Mao Tse-Tung, and every bloodthirsty tyrant in the history of the world.But, in doing so you would just be killing yourself. Because Americans are not a particular people from a particular place. They are the embodiment of the human spirit of freedom. Everyone who holds to that spirit, everywhere, is an American.Author unknown
Pass this around the World
...Happy to!

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Welcome Back SweetP2!

Hi SweeP2! It was so nice to hear from you! I'm glad you had a nice Thanksgiving, and that you're still stopping by to check out my blog. Yes, I would like to chat with you, that's why I wrote the previous post to contact you, and your political views aren't kryptonite to me. I suspected you were left of center based on your support of gay marriage, but that didn't stop me from talking to you, did it? I'm surrounded by liberals, and I love them all. My family has pretty much the same views on the issues as you do, SweetP2. I'm the black sheep of the family, politically speaking. My uncle, sister, brother-in-law, and nephew are all ultraliberal, except when it comes to illegal aliens, but we all get along great. We have some lively debates from time to time, and that's how we learn to respect each other even if we disagree passionately with each others' opinions. So I have no problem chatting with you, SweetP2; in fact, I look forward to it. And I'd really like to see you blog. When you said you weren't a blogger, that is what surprised me! I was all ready to read The Skeptic2, and was crushed to find out it didn't exist. Get on the net girl, and let your opinions fly! You know you've got at least one reader waiting on you. So plug in and rant on, SweetP2. Blog, baby, blog!

Check ya later,

PoorGrrl

Friday, November 25, 2005

Paging Sweetp2!

Sweetp2! Come in Sweetp2! Hey Sweetp2, I'm looking for you. I enjoyed our little debate on the gay marriage thing and wanted to keep hearing from you, but you haven't shown up lately. What gives? Also, when I clicked on your blog, The Skeptic2, the url came back as "not found". Are you not on Blogger, Sweetp2? Please comment to this post and let me know what's going on. I'd really like to hear from you.

Sincerely,

PoorGrrl

Thursday, November 24, 2005

A Good Thanksgiving*

Thanksgiving was great!

The holiday went much better than I expected considering that this is the first Thanksgiving without Daddy. I spent the night with Mom Wednesday. We had a good time watching "Mighty Joe Young" together. There were a few emotional scenes in the film, and I actually cried during one of them. That's one of the changes I've noticed in myself since Daddy died. I'm more emotional now, crying about things that I would've ignored or found silly before. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but I definitely notice it.

Mom did better than I expected, too. She talked about Daddy a lot, almost to the point of getting on my nerves, but she didn't cry, and she had a great time at my sister's house where we went for dinner. I think what made the day easier for me, Mom, and Sis is that my nephew was home from college. His arrival gave us something happy to look forward to, which blunted the pain of Daddy's absence. In fact, I didn't even think about Daddy while I was at Sis's because I was enjoying being with my nephew so much. I also enjoyed all the other relatives who were there. Dinner was awesome with ham, two turkeys, loads of veggies, rolls and five desserts. If Daddy had been with us in the condition he was in last Thanksgiving, he couldn't have enjoyed the feast because his cancer had made it almost impossible for him to eat. He died two months and two weeks after last Thanksgiving.

Yes, this Thanksgiving was good. Daddy wasn't with us, but that's because he's in a better place, where not having a working stomach doesn't matter. Everyone else who was alive and well last holiday was alive and well this holiday. Even Foxy's doing better. And for that, I'm thankful.

Monday, November 21, 2005

Happy Thanksgiving!*

I must confess. I hadn't planned on writing a Thanksgiving post. I don't know why, but I just hadn't planned on it. Then I got the nicest e-card from an old school friend of mine, and I got so emotional that I just had to write. The card was simple, but it really touched my heart. The message of the card, combined with the heartwarming music, actually put a lump in my throat.

The card got me to thinking about what's really going on in my life. I've been feeling pretty down for months, ever since I got fired from my job in August. Since then, nothing has been going right for me, or so it seems. Plus, this is my first Thanksgiving without my Dad, so I didn't feel like I had much to be thankful for. Then I got the card. My friend was wishing all of her family and friends blessings and joy for this Thanksgiving season, in spite of the fact that she just lost her father only a few weeks ago. And I was suddenly ashamed of myself.

Yes, this is my first Thanksgiving without my Dad, but Daddy died in February, so I've had nearly a year to deal with the grief and begin the long, hard process of going on with life. My friend is still in the painful, beginning stage of living without a loved one, yet she is full of gratitude for the blessings in her life--she sees blessings in her life--when she could so easily be bitter and depressed, like me. As I said, I felt ashamed, and started to take stock of just what I actually do have in my life, and I realized I've been overlooking quite a few blessings.

First, and most important, I'm alive. Unlike thousands, perhaps millions, of people, I lived to see another day. Without life, there's no hope, and I'm blessed--blessed--to have both. I don't always feel hopeful, but as long as I have breath I have the chance to make my life better. Until about an hour ago, I didn't appreciate that. Shallow, I know.

Second, I'm healthy. Yes , I'm overweight, but I can do something about that. I don't have some chronic disease or disability that restricts my every move. All my senses work. I can live on my own and take care of myself. I can drive and revel in the independence that gives me. Maybe I don't look like a supermodel, but I'd rather be fat and driving than thin and bedridden.

Third, my family. Actually, my family's been the source of some deep personal pain over the years, but I know that I couldn't live without them. They've hurt me, and I've hurt them, but they've also brought the most happiness into my life. My sister is my best friend and her son is the child I never had. My brother is the epitome of real manhood and his daughter first taught me the joys of being an auntie and recently made me a great-aunt. My maternal grandmother showed me genuine unconditional love, and my uncles were knights in shining armor, holding would-be players at bay. My mother took care of my physical needs excellently, and my father taught me the value of just being a nice person. So my family is pretty special, in spite of all the fighting--and we can fight!--and that's definitely something to be grateful for.

And lastly, my friends. I've never been a gregarious person. Outside of my family I've had only a handful of true friends, but they've been the best friends anyone could be blessed with. Some I've known for over twenty years, others for only five or six, but each has added a layer of love to my life that I wouldn't be the same without. They've given me someone to talk to when even my family couldn't be trusted. I've laughed with them, cried with them, and shown my truest self to them. My friends let me be me in a way that my family never has and probably never will. And for that, I'm truly thankful.

So I see that my life is not nearly as worthless as I thought it was. I repent of the pity party I've been throwing for myself, and resolve to try and live life to the fullest. That doesn't mean wallowing in license and excess, but making the most of the good things God has given me, and indeed, all of us. Jesus said He came to earth to give us abundant life, and He did. Life is a gift. Treasure it, live it well, and, above all, be grateful for it. Give thanks. I'm going to.

Happy Thanksgiving!

PoorGrrl

Borrowing From Ironfist

Below is a 1907 Teddy Roosevelt quote on immigration. I found the quote on http://derekdahl.blogspot.com. I asked if I could put it on my blog, and it was ok with Ironfist, so here it is. If only politicians today had such clarity and the courage to express it.

"In the first place we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the man's becoming in very fact an American, and nothing but an American...There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn't an American at all. We have room for but one flag, the American flag, and this excludes the red flag, which symbolizes all wars against liberty and civilization, just as much as it excludes any foreign flag of a nation to which we are hostile...We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language...and we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people."Theodore Roosevelt 1907

Friday, November 18, 2005

SHOOT This Bastard!!!!

Normally, I don't like profanity, but sometimes I get so mad that profanity says best what needs to be said. What's got me so riled up, you ask? That America-loathing, enemy-aiding, pinko New Jersey professor John Daly ( I guess I spelled his last name right).

In case you don't know, this is the guy who e-mailed one of his students and told her that freedom will come to Iraq only when our soldiers start killing their superiors. Yes, you read that right. This professor, who'll probably claim to be a stalwart patriot, actually advocates our soldiers killing their officers! This is how the peaceniks really support the troops.

Just thinking about this guy and his virulently hateful words makes me want to puke. Where are the liberal language cops? Aren't they always screaming against hate speech? Well, here is some in-yo'-face hate speech! They should've dragged this prof away in handcuffs a long time ago. Oh, that's right, the liberal language police are only against the wrong kind of hate speech; the right, or should I say left, kind of hate speech is protected by the Constitution and should be spewed all over the place without rebuttal. How could I forget that? Silly me.

So, what do we do with this New Jersey freak? Kill him. You heard me. KILL HIM!!! SHOOT THE BASTARD!!! If this guy thinks it's ok to advocate killing people, then I advocate killing him. Frag this prof!! And don't feel bad about it. He removed himself from the human race the second his malicious thoughts hit his computer keyboard. He has the moral value of a cockroach. So if he ends up the victim of his own advice, I say, Ahhhh!!! Justice!!!

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Number One Sell Out

I suppose you've heard that "hawkish" Congressman John Murtha, D-PA, has called for an immediate US pull out of Iraq. I know some will say that I shouldn't criticize Rep. Murtha because he's a Vietnam vet and, therefore, knows all there is to know about war and foreign policy, but I just can't let this pass. This man is NUTS! And maybe even evil. Strong words, I know, but I'm tired of subversive peaceniks spreading their defeatist poison across this land and trying to disguise it as patriotism.

What I want to know is this: what does Rep. Murtha and his defeatist friends think will happen in Iraq if we just up and leave? The answer to that question will reveal a whole lot about what the peace crowd really thinks about America and how the world works; but I think we already know what they think.

For the "peace activists" America, not war, is the problem. In their warped and malicious ideology, the only thing wrong with the world is us. America is the corrupting influence that keeps nice people like Osama Ben Laden and friends from acting according to their natural decency. Therefore, if America will only leave Iraq, paradise will break out by default. It has to, because all the bad people, i.e. Americans, will be gone. This is the worldview that's driving the "peace" movement. Rep. Murtha probably doesn't subscribe to this worldview in toto, but he's clearly under its influence.

Well, I've got news for you, Rep., and all your "anti-war" friends. Paradise won't break out when the last GI leaves Iraq, just as paradise didn't break out when the last Israeli left Gaza. What broke out, and still continues, was a flood of jihadi bravado declaring that their intifada drove Israel out of Gaza and would drive Israel out of all of "occupied" Palestine. Rather than pacifying the terrorists, Israel's pull out emboldened them by allowing them to claim victory. That's what will happen in Iraq if we leave without winning. The victory will go to the terrorists and they'll use it as a powerful recruiting tool for more jihadis. We won't be safer, but will be in even more danger because the terrorists will see us--the politicians, not the soldiers--as weaklings beneath their contempt.

So, go ahead, Rep. Murtha, bring home the troops; live in your "anti-war" fantasy land. Just don't act surprised when a dirty bomb explodes in a major American city, or more planes fly into skyscrapers. After all, if you bring the troops home now, the jihadis will have no choice but to follow them.

Support the Fence!

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