Not Germane To The Conversation

Clean Up After Your God

I’ve heard it said and I have read, certain entities and/or ideologies, are unimpeachable, not political, not germane to the conversation.

Let me make my opinion of the observations I have had, perfectly clear.

I have noticed, ever since President Obama declared his preference for Arugula lettuce over any other kind, EVERYTHING is political. From politically correct speech to the color you wear to support your cause, even the shape of the ribbon and that’s just in the U.S.A.

Until the Chinese government stops persecuting the Dalai Lama and his followers, for their belief system, religion is political. Until Evangelical Christians stop trying to declare the United States of America, a Christian based nation and stop trying to rewrite the U.S. Constitution, religion is political. Until all countries stop using their officials’ particular brand of Centrism, to decide the clothes people wear, the caste they belong in, if a human being is allowed to read, write and eat, religion is political. Until Israel stops persecuting the Palestinians and vice versa, while still being separate branches of the same tree, religion is political. Until there are no more ‘Religious Police’ in the world, no more female genital mutilation, no more democratically elected Popes, land grabs, nation based religious coercion, gender-biased and color based, exaction and extortion of humanity, religion is political.

I have news for EVERYONE.

IF there is a Deity, we are ALL chosen or NONE OF US ARE.

HOPE – Anonymous

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DNC Fraud Lawsuit #PayATTENTION

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Don’t Think of an Elephant – Guest Post by Arthur Ritter

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While Lakoff is an unabashed Berkeley progressive, he said Democrats are decades behind in understanding how to frame issues in a way that can reach swing voters.
“Protection is part of the progressive moral system, but it has not been celebrated enough,” Lakoff writes in Don’t Think of an Elephant. For example, progressives should start calling federal regulations “protections.” If they start re-framing Trump’s promise as “getting rid of two-thirds of federal protections” — and spell out what some of those environmental and health and water quality “protections” are — there might be less support for repealing federal regulations, Lakoff said.

“Every progressive knows that regulations are protections, but they don’t say it,” he added. Similarly, “taxes” are actually “investments in public resources.” Government investment pays for the infrastructure on which private industry and everything else is built, Lakoff said. “Roads, bridges, public education, national banks, the patent office, the judicial system, interstate commerce, basic science for drug development — all of that is financed by government investments.” Yet Democrats allow Republicans to frame the debate in terms of tax “relief,” he said.

Lakoff met with Barack Obama when he was still a Senator, and tried to get him to change the terms of the debate more than 10 years ago. When he arrived at the Senate office, he got a round of applause from Obama’s staff and found all of his books in speechwriter John Favreau’s office. But when he gave Obama a copy of his book Thinking Points, Obama immediately handed it off to Favreau. “Obama assumed framing was about messaging, and it was about giving speeches. He is a very good speaker, so …” Lakoff trails off. “Obama did a lot of things right in 2008 when he was running, but then he dropped it. He understood the idea, but he didn’t apply it consistently. I think he believed he could balance both sides, but he wasn’t prepared for the culture wars that he encountered.”

Lakoff believes it’s a mistake for Democratic politicians to move toward the center in an effort to reach more moderate voters. The Republicans have moved further to the right, and they continue to win elections. What Democrats need to do is articulate their message in terms of metaphors that voters can understand, and stick to their core values, Lakoff said.

Every Last United States Member

This Is Why We Do What We Do

 

There will come a time, hopefully in the very near future, where all this competitive politicking will end. Every cycle looks more and more like a football game, where people are choosing sides over whose player and team is going to win.

 

We buy their merchandise and sell their philosophy of life, to our friends/not friends, neighbors and relatives until we’re all nauseous … or at least I am.

 

We have technology now, almost all of us do.  Throughout the world, we all need to start communicating with each other, without mediators trying to censor us, represent us and redact us..

 

I submit to you an idea, that will form, in one way or another, hopefully very soon. Truth to tell, because we can read and have the means of an explanation at our fingertips, we no longer need political representatives.

 

We can full and well, represent ourselves.

 

If I were to receive legislation to vote on, I would vote on it, ‘yay’ or ‘nay’, and not need anyone to do it for me. Just someone to send me the email with the votes of the day in it, with their explanations, so I could vote on EVERYTHING and so could everyone else if they wanted to.

 

Add to that a fine of $25.00, if you didn’t participate as your own electoral advocate, in the way our nation is molded, through a majority opinion of voting, on a daily, weekly or even a monthly basis.

 

For those of you that would prefer a paper ballot and hand count. Have the legislative material sent to your inbox, print it, choose it, go to your local ballot counting office and watch while it’s counted as ‘yay’ or ‘nay’ on any particular ballot item.

 

As for the details, I’m sure we can find really great computer people to work out the details and security issues. Just imagine all the taxes dollars we could save once we put ALL our representatives out of a job.

 

It’s time for us to take responsibility for where our whole world is heading, instead of letting corporations or even just Joe or Josephine Blow, make these decisions for us.

 

Money for education, health care, clean energy, etc … it’s just sitting there waiting for us to have a technological revolution. Just take over and choose the best way for the world.

 

I think it’s high time that we actually had a government that was “Of The People, By The People and For The People” run by every last United States member of We The People.

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Queen of the Sirens

Circe 4 June of 2012, my husband lost his Jack Russell Daisy, a beautiful little girl. She was stung by a bee and died in his arms. We assumed it was some kind of allergic reaction, to her biting down on the bee that was trying to attack me.
After some consideration, we decided not to get any more animals, unless both of us just had to have another one.

 
in February of 2012, I moved my salon next door to my favorite place to take our other dogs, Groomingdale’s. I’d been to 4 other groomers and Sami is the only one that didn’t leave bite marks, from the clippers, on my dogs.

 
During the summer of that year, several people tried to get us to take in another dog, we weren’t ready.

 
Sami and I became fast friends. I feel like family whenever I go over to visit and when my salon was next door to her, I used to go over almost every day. Sometimes it’s just good to visit with other people’s furry little babies, to know that they at least, are well cared for. Time went by like that for me, all summer long. I would go over and visit, and see all the different kinds of dogs that would come in.

 
On the 14th of December 2012, I had an hour to kill before my first client came in, so I went next door to visit with Sami and the animals. There are two tiers of kennels in the back, where the dogs take their turns to be bathed, dried, groomed and brushed. I’m a hairdresser by trade and I love to watch Sami work. There’s just something so admirable about someone who knows exactly what they’re doing.

 
I walked in through the front door and gave them my usual greeting of “smee,” it was an inside joke having to do with a conversation Sami and I had about the movie Hook.
I walked around the corner and in the top tier of crates, there she was. I fell in love at first sight. I was prepared to see her and then let her go, knowing that she was going to a good home and that I would see her again when she came in for another grooming appointment.

 

I asked if I could hold her and Sami said, “yes”. So I took her out of the crate and I said to Kiri Sami’s daughter, ” She’s so beautiful.” Kiri said to me “and she’s homeless.” I asked what her name was and Kiri told me, but I don’t remember it now. I remember saying to Sami and Kiri, ” she has a new name now, ” then I said ” Mine “.

 
I had to make sure this was going to be okay with my husband Robert, even though I was thinking about making up all kinds of stories so I could take her home with me. So when he came by the salon to see me before he went home, I was standing in the driveway waiting for him.

 
When he pulled up, he rolled up all the windows except for leaving a crack in his window and asked me what I wanted. I literally dragged him into the shop , because I knew, if I could just get him to hold her, like I had, she would be mine. He took her into his hands, she licked his nose and we had a new family member. She was like a gift from the Universe, to me.

 
The 4 of us were trying to come up with a name for her. I wanted her to be my salon mascot. The salon is called Sirens, like the Sirens from Greek mythology and Sami came up with the name Circe, Queen of the Sirens, the perfect name. Circe was only 5 months old, and part of Pickle’s litter of 4 puppies. Kiri belongs to Pickles.

 
When Pickles had her puppies, all these people wanted one. 5 months later, the people who took her, didn’t want her, they wanted a Shit Zu. They told Sami she ate shoes and tore up the house and barked all the time. I just couldn’t believe that anyone would NOT want her. Sami told me Circe was in a kennel the entire time she was with them.
My husband and I brought her home and she was the most well behaved, loving dog I have ever met, she would let me do anything with her and she followed me everywhere.
She was mine and I was hers.

 
I used to talk to her about everything, I shared my dreams with her. Every plan I had, included her. When I woke up every morning Circe was with me, I would always reach out to pet her, before I got out of bed.

 
June 24th of 2016, almost 4 years later, I’m having a really good day. I made a lot of money doing hair. I made tortilla chips to go with dinner. I was really happy and even shared a few chips with Arrow, Beaugie (the other 2 dogs) and Circe.
Then I went out the back door with all 3 dogs.

 
Like I did every day, in our fenced yard.

 
The fence my husband and I put up, to keep our animals safe.

 
I went to the chicken coop to get the eggs from our chickens. I turned on the drip system for the backyard on my way, the hens laid 3 eggs and I took the eggs with me, to turn on the drip system for the front yard.

 
I went into the house and thought to myself, ” I’ll go ahead and cut the lettuce from my garden and give it to the chickens before it goes bad. ” I walked into the house through the front door, went into the kitchen and washed off the eggs, then I went out the back door again.

 
I bent over to the tool drawer to get my knife out to cut the lettuce.

 
I grabbed the knife and when I looked up, the neighbor’s Pit Bull was climbing over my fence. He grabbed my little 4 pound girl and killed her, then he took her back over the fence with him and dropped her on the ground and walked away.

 
I was too far away to stop it from happening.

 
It was like someone reached into my chest and ripped out my heart and my soul.

 

My whole world changed in an instant. No one can witness something like that and not come away changed to their very core.

 
The neighbor is supposedly a Service Dog Trainer, but has no permit. The neighbor has been reported to Code Enforcement for not having a roof where she lives, for holes in the walls of both dwellings on the property and for having several dogs with no fence in her yard, no tie outs to keep control of the animals and not having her kennel cemented into the ground, because that’s the business she’s in.

 
She had the Pit Bull less than 24 hours when this happened. She tried to say the dog wasn’t hers, and the only thing she had to say to me was ” These things happen. ”
I was in too much pain to respond.

 
No one was there, except her son, when this happened. He was in the house without the roof. The Pit Bull was completely unsupervised.

 

My husband Robert had to go next door to get Circe and bring her lifeless body home to me. All the while he was yelling at her son to ” CALL YOUR MOTHER AND GET HER HOME NOW!”

 
Considering her job title and job description, these things aren’t supposed to just ‘happen’.

 
She was cited for trespassing and destruction of property, as well as not having her dog under control.

 
Her Pit Bull was put down.

 
Should have been the owner.

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