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Archive for 21 January 2009
It will not be easy for President B. Hussein Obama. More than half the country voted for him, and yet our newspapers are brimming with snippy remarks at every little aspect of his inauguration.
Here’s a small sampling of the churlishness in just The New York Times:
– The American public is bemused by the tasteless show-biz extravaganza surrounding Barack Obama’s inauguration today.
by Andy Levy
The only thing worse than bad winners are sore losers, and we’ve had enough of them for the past eight years. So with that in mind, in the wake of today’s historic inauguration, here’s my Handbook For The Loyal Opposition, 2009 edition – a “To Don’t List,” if you will. Or even if you won’t.
DON’T question the motives – question the policy. When you disagree with Obama’s policies, say so, and make it clear why. But remember that President Obama is doing what he thinks is best for the country, as President Bush did. Both men love America and want what’s best for her. End of story.
DON’T make it personal. We don’t need another Derangement Syndrome. We don’t need people doing things like emphasizing Obama’s middle name in a derogatory fashion. How anyone would think that’s beneficial to their cause, or to the country as a whole, is beyond me. Also, it’s not even clever. Neither are smushwords like BusHitler, or sillywords like Rethuglicans and Dhimmicrats.
DON’T cozy up to and champion foreign dictators and despots. Sean Penn is an ass. No reason to be like him. ‘Nuff said. (Corollary: Don’t cozy up to and champion foreign dictators and despots and then act outraged when people question your patriotism.)
DON’T pretend you’re being brave when you criticize your government. Not while people in other countries actually, y’know, DIE, when they do that.
DON’T use the word “divisive.” At this point, all that word means is “You disagree with me,” and the English language gets mangled enough these days.
DON’T use the phrase “speaking truth to power.” EVER.
DON’T move to Canada.
DON’T say you’re going to move to Canada and then stay here. (I know it’s too late for Stephen Baldwin, but not for the rest of you.)
DON’T apologize to foreigners and say things to them like, “I didn’t vote for Obama,” or “He’s not MY president.”
DON’T say or do everything in your power to drive this country apart and then claim you want unity when it’s your guy in power. This is like the convicted felon who conveniently finds God when he’s up for parole.
DON’T call people un-American one week, and then talk about how “We are not blue states or red states, we are the United States” the next. (This rule may only apply to Tom Hanks, but I put it in just to be safe.)
DON’T automatically think people who disagree with you are stupid or evil. Some of them are, of course. But most of them aren’t, and you might actually learn something if you listen to them.
And finally, DON’T use the fact that many on the left behaved abominably for the past eight years as an excuse to behave the same way. America needs adults. And if it bothered you when they did it, it’s a good sign that you shouldn’t do it.
Nabbed from silent E speaks (Chris).
Well, we’re back from our little jaunt down to Clarksdale. No, we never did get breakfast, but that’s ok, cuz neither of us were all that hungry when we left, or even when we got down there. It’s about 45 miles, so it didn’t take too long. Since we had already stopped by there last month, only to find it closed, we knew how to get to the museum. It’s not real big, but it’s kind of neat. All kind of guitars that belonged to people, most of whom, I’ve never heard of, but no matter.
I took a picture of this really cool harmonica display:
Then I noticed a couple of really terrific dresses on display. I took this picture (sorry ’bout that glare thingy):
When I was getting ready to snap a shot of the other dress, that I absolutely loved, that automatically made me think of Ms Phelony, the Mr informed me there was a sign that said no picture taking allowed. Well, OOOPS! I didn’t see the bloomin’ sign. But me, being the nice person I am, didn’t get the picture. sigh… Sorry ’bout that Jones.
I’m wondering how Muddy Waters’ cabin got into that building? Was that the real wood and all? Not much to it…one room, that’s it! Now THAT is poor. All you yahoos whining about only having 3 TVs, or only one Caddy…..SHADDUP!
We had a nice chat with one of the ladies that worked there, asking for a recommendation on where to find the best BBQ in town. Well, she informed us there were a lot of places, but she didn’t eat pork or beef (????? what kind of suth’ner doesn’t eat the staples?), she couldn’t actually give a personal recommendation. However, there was a place that “President Bill Clinton ate when he was visiting down here”, so we thought we’d try it. Sadly, they only had the drive in open, and neither of us were particularly interested in munching BBQ sitting in the car.
When trying to get out of the drive, I turned right, instead of left, and there it was! A Lebanese restaurant! Well, being brought up in a house where Lebanese food was the norm, we decided to give it a shot. I am SO glad we did. It was pretty tasty! Actually, my kibbee is better, but their grape leaves were just as good, if not better than my mom’s. Sorry mom. Just being honest here. The cabbage rolls were fairly good too, but they were out of tabouli. How can ya be out of tabouli??? sigh… Oh well, if we ever go back to Clarksdale, maybe they’ll have it then? One can only hope.
Now, we are back at the hotel, trying to digest. Heh.
“He admitted it was his – but tried to play it off. He said he was doing research on how to better make sure kids’ rights were not abused,” a police source said. “Yeah, sure. It’s always research.”
Read more here.
H/T: Michelle Malkin
The Mr doesn’t think I can manage not to sit at my computer for a minimum of two hours every morning, so I’m going to prove him wrong. We slept late, so I’ve only been hunting ‘toons for less than an hour. We’re still going to miss breakfast though. No biggie. Not hungry. Well, I’m not. No doubt he is. Heh.
Our plan was to drive south about an hour, to go see the Delta Blues Museum. Not sure we’re still going to do that though. We THOUGHT it was suppose to be warmer today. Neither of us had enough sense to bring a heavy coat. This is Mississippi after all. That’s what we get for thinking. Had a little snowfall yesterday, and it doesn’t look like it’s going to be all that much warmer. But hey, the sun is out for a change, so who knows. We might get lucky.
So, on that note. It’s past time for me to get it in gear, don’cha think?
3 For if a man think himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceiveth himself.
4 But let every man prove his own work, and then shall he have rejoicing in himself alone, and not in another.
5 For every man shall bear his own burden.
6 Let him that is taught in the word communicate unto him that teacheth in all good things.
7 Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.
8 For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting.