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The Acorns Dilemma, Chapter IV

Posted by Peppermint2 on Wednesday, May 06, 2009 10:59:30 AM
Red woke up about 3am and could hear someone talking in rapid Arabic over the telephone. Red jumped out of bed and ran to the other phone to listen in. One of the Muslims was on the phone with the State Complaint Department. He couldn’t understand what was being said however.

The next day at 6am sharp, the black shirt with his Volvo showed up banging on Red’s door. Red grumbled and opened the door only to be presented with a document which stated Red had to remove his dog from the premises.

Furious, Red told the black shirt there was no way he was removing Jeremiah from his house and shoved the document back into the black shirt’s face.  The black shirt informed him that the Muslims could not live with a dirty dog and demanded it be removed. Red told the black shirt he would get a pen and put Jeremiah in there outside if that would make the Muslims more comfortable. Anything to keep him from giving up his dog, the only thing he had left now with his child gone  and his wife in a catatonic state.

The black shirt said he would pass it by the Complaint board and see if that was acceptable. Red was thinking right then and there that all he had to do was set Jeremiah on this guy right now. But what would he do with the body?

The black shirt left and the Muslims were up saying their prayers to Allah. One of the Mexicans came from the basement where Red had placed them and the Muslims were upstairs. Red had to sleep on the couch since there was no room left for him.

The Mexican told Red they can’t have the Muslims up at 7am screaming their prayers to Allah this early in the morning. They needed to sleep late as their jobs were over night.

Red said he would speak to the Muslims about this. Just then the other two Mexicans came upstairs and they all rushed to the upper floor, blasted into the Muslims room and told them to shut up or they would knife every one of them. The Muslims started screaming in Arabic. Red rushed upstairs but too late. One of the Mexicans had already stabbed one of the Muslims. Blood was everywhere. The Muslim was already dead.

Red called 911 and a few minutes later, a hoard of black shirts squealed into Red’s driveway. They rushed upstairs to find a fight ensuing. The Muslims had their swords out swinging at the Mexicans but they were too agile to get sliced up. The black shirts stopped the fight immediately but not before the black shirts had shot all three Mexicans who were seriously injured. Paramedics were racing to get the injured Mexicans out of the house into the ambulances.

After the Muslims were all handcuffed and in the van, one of the black shirts came into the house to tell Red he was in big trouble allowing this to happen. Red tried to explain the situation but was told he would have to appear before the complaint board and state his case there because he was responsible for these men to be safe in his house.

Red told the black shirt he was not taking any responsibility for these men since he never asked for them to be living at his house to begin with and what a stupid thing to do to put the Mexicans together with the Muslims. Too many cultural differences Red explained. But the black shirt told Red he already had two strikes against him, the dog and this unrestrained fight that Red should have stopped before someone was murdered. Red was livid over this injustice and told the black shirt. The black shirt told him if he continued to back talk him, he would haul him off to jail to right now.

Red backed off and they drove away. He collapsed back onto the couch thinking how in the world he was going to work today with all that had happened in the past 24 hours. He had to devise some kind of plan to get out this nightmare that had been foisted upon him.

Suddenly Red thought about the mess upstairs and how he needed to clean up the bloody mess before Dusty came home. She didn’t need to be freaked out anymore than she already was. He called the State hospital to find out how his wife was doing. He requested to speak to her but was told she had not spoken a word or responded to anyone as yet.

Red fell onto the couch exhausted. He was not going into work. He just could not handle it after all the events of the day. Just then another knock on the door startled him out of his reverie. When he opened the door, there were two black shirts with guns pointed at him telling him they were advised to take him into the State Complaint Department until his case could be heard. He would be locked in a cell until such time his case came up before the judge. Red asked how long that would be and he was told it could be days.

As they were escorting Red to the van in handcuffs he saw another van called Animal Control taking Jeremiah and loading him into that van. Jeremiah was lying on a stretcher out cold as they had shot the dog with a tranquilizer while Jeremiah was outside doing dog business.

Red thought he could tear these guys to pieces if his hands were free. By now he was so furious he didn’t care who got hurt. His wife was gone, his child was gone, his dog taken off to who knows where. What did he have left to lose after all?  He vowed to take things into his own hands once this misunderstanding was resolved.

To be continued………….

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Kentucky Ice Storm

Posted by Peppermint2 on Wednesday, February 11, 2009 12:23:43 AM
I just know that you are all dying to see these pictures of the ice storm we had here.  We were without power for 3 days. We were lucky as some people are still without power. It gets mighty cold real quick with no heat. But Ron was able to cook us some soup and heat some water for coffee on a make shift camp fire he built outside. We had every quilt and blanket we owned piled on top of the bed where we mostly stayed to keep warm. We even had to cover our heads at night due to the cold in the house. By the 3rd day it was about 42 degrees in the house. Ron said I was a trooper to put up with this. But where would we go with 2 dogs and a cat? Besides that once under those piles of blankets and quilts you could not move. I was trapped under the weight of it. The old trooper could not move.


Here is the rustic old farmstead in the middle of iced trees and branches falling.

I did not know tress could dip down this far. This tree is now recovered but a broken branch hangs in it.
We figure by spring and the next tornado comes through that branch will be blown out. No need to do any
thing ourselves about it.

We definitely have a mystery here where there is a set of footprints going one way and not back. We still
don't know who or what that was.

On the 2nd day Ron ventured out with the jeep because we had no dog food or cat food. We were feeding
them stale doritos and stale cereal. We were getting nasty looks. So Ron took the chance and slid down
our road and over downed branches and tree parts. The animals were very happy to get real food when he
got back. We enjoyed a yummy can of tomato soup and some Dinty More Stew one night. Oh how deluxe.

These two pictures above and below are of the catalpa tree outside out laundry window with the tobacco
barn behind it. You can see in this picture how thick the ice was on the branches.



As you can see in the picture below Shadow and the cat Mystic were keeping warm together. Dakota, my
Corgi was in the middle of the bed with Ron and me and had grabbed several blankets he was buried under.
We manage to stay warm but we could see our breath as we spoke as if we were outside. By the 3rd day,
our noses kind of felt like they would drop off, but we prevailed.


The only source of entertainment we had was an old boom box of mine which I replaced the batteries and
at night while we lay in bed warming up, Ron and I sang oldies but goodies along with the radio.
Hey, folks, you do what you gotta do and we got er done!





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Jeff, My Son RIP Part II

Posted by Peppermint2 on Saturday, January 31, 2009 6:33:22 PM
“Manic-depression distorts moods and thoughts, incites dreadful behaviors, destroys the basis of rational thought, and too often erodes the desire and will to live. It is an illness that is biological in its origins, yet one that feels psychological in the experience of it; an illness that is unique in conferring advantage and pleasure, yet one that brings in its wake almost unendurable suffering and, not infrequently, suicide.”
Kay Redfield Jamison, Ph.D., An Unquiet Mind, 1995, p. 6.

This is an apt description that sufferers of bi-polar or manic-depression go through and the pain of it is unbearable at times to the point of suicide. The suicide rate for this brain disease is from 20 to 50% of those who suffer with a disease they never asked for and do not want to live with.

When my son, Jeff was born, never did I imagine in my wildest dreams that he would end up suffering with this horrible disease.

As a baby Jeff was what many call an easy baby. He slept through the night quickly and fell asleep quickly after his feedings. As he grew into a toddler he was a happy, mischievous little imp and it was so hard to even get angry with his shenanigans. He would just give me that “look”, like see what I did Mommy, now isn’t that a riot?”

He was also a dynamo as his pediatrician called him. He was walking holding onto things at age 6 months and by 9 months walking on his own. He was very verbal and had many words he could say and communicate by the time he was 9 months.

He grew up to be a gifted child, one in spatial relationships but there was nowhere for his type of gift, like there is for English or Math gifted children. But, he was good in school and his command of the English language by the time he was in the 9th grade was way over the top. He wrote and spoke well.

He was also a compassionate child. One day he came home after school and told me about all the divorced parents and the children in his class who had only one parent. He worried over this and asked me if we could help them in some way. This was Jeff, kind and compassionate to the point of seeing almost everyone’s good side, not so much their bad sides.

When he became a teenager, however, things changed. He became unruly, wild with cars, and depressed. His first attempt at suicide was at school at which time we all got into therapy. Jeff was misdiagnosed with clinical depression and treated for that. Fortunately for us Jeff was not a drinker or a drug abuser, but his behaviors with cars and other activities were very dangerous.

He had to be hospitalized several times, but as he grew into his twenties things seemed somewhat normal. I imagine at those times the disease was in remission. He did however have bouts of depression but they seemed mild. But bi-polar is a tricky
disease, often not recognized for what it is.

But, a couple years ago, Jeff became extremely ill and was suicidal again. I took it upon myself to get him hospitalized; merely telling him to go right now and he went. He was in really bad shape at that point and was only then diagnosed with bi-polar disease. So all these years had gone by with this disease not being treated properly which left Jeff in a most precarious situation. Because the longer the disease goes untreated the worse it gets. The episodes of mania or depression get worse as each episode occurs. This eventually led to his suicide.

Jeff told me about ten months before he completed his suicide he did not think he could live the rest of his life under these circumstances. The pain of it was too unbearable. Jeff was humiliated and felt stigmatized having the disease. He felt shame which in our society is still a problem for those who have a brain disease. You would think being in the 21rst century this stigma would be gone, but it is not, something which angers me a lot.

I tried to tell him that his disease was a brain disease and just like having diabetes or a heart problem he would have to take medication for it everyday of his life. He hated taking medications of any kind and learning he would have to for the rest of his life was not something he could easily cope with. But, at the time I thought I had convinced him of the necessity.

Next, I’m going to put up a list of the symptoms of this disease and highlighted the ones that Jeff suffered the most with and eventually brought him to his demise.

What Are the Symptoms of Bipolar Disorder?

Bipolar disorder causes dramatic mood swings—from overly “high” and/or irritable to sad and hopeless, and then back again, often with periods of normal mood in between. Severe changes in energy and behavior go along with these changes in mood. The periods of highs and lows are called episodes of mania and depression.

Signs and symptoms of mania (or a manic episode) include:
• Increased energy, activity, and restlessness
• Excessively “high,” overly good, euphoric mood
• Extreme irritability
• Racing thoughts and talking very fast, jumping from one idea to another
• Distractibility, can’t concentrate well
• Little sleep needed
• Unrealistic beliefs in one’s abilities and powers
• Poor judgment
• Spending sprees
• A lasting period of behavior that is different from usual
• Increased sexual drive
• Abuse of drugs, particularly cocaine, alcohol, and sleeping medications
• Provocative, intrusive, or aggressive behavior
• Denial that anything is wrong

A manic episode is diagnosed if elevated mood occurs with three or more of the other symptoms most of the day, nearly every day, for 1 week or longer. If the mood is irritable, four additional symptoms must be present.
Signs and symptoms of depression (or a depressive episode) include:
• Lasting sad, anxious, or empty mood
• Feelings of hopelessness or pessimism
• Feelings of guilt, worthlessness, or helplessness
• Loss of interest or pleasure in activities once enjoyed, including sex
• Decreased energy, a feeling of fatigue or of being “slowed down”
• Difficulty concentrating, remembering, making decisions
• Restlessness or irritability
• Sleeping too much, or can’t sleep
• Change in appetite and/or unintended weight loss or gain
• Chronic pain or other persistent bodily symptoms that are not caused by physical illness or injury
• Thoughts of death or suicide, or suicide attempts

A depressive episode is diagnosed if five or more of these symptoms last most of the day, nearly every day, for a period of 2 weeks or longer.

A mild to moderate level of mania is called hypomania. Hypomania may feel good to the person who experiences it and may even be associated with good functioning and enhanced productivity. Thus even when family and friends learn to recognize the mood swings as possible bipolar disorder, the person may deny that anything is wrong. Without proper treatment, however, hypomania can become severe mania in some people or can switch into depression. This is another part of the disease that is
tricky because it lulls family members into thinking the person is in fine shape, feeling really good and the disease is in
remission when it is not.

Jeff was in treatment with a psychiatrist, and a therapist, and was put on lithium after all attempts at other, newer drugs did not work for him. Even on the lithium, the doctor had a difficult time stabilizing him.

During Jeff’s short 39 years, he could do almost anything. He could build almost anything. He ran a gun board on the Internet with readers who loved him for his kindness, his helping and caring attitude, never displaying any sort of arrogance with his knowledge. And Jeff was knowledgeable about so many things. He was a voracious reader, loved history and read it constantly. Jeff was indeed a very talented person, gifted in so many ways. For Jeff to have bi-polar disease with all his abilities it all seemed so damn unfair to me.

After his hospitalization, Jeff took a 3 month leave of absence from work and then went back to work, took care of his children, did his duties at home which were numerous having an old house to fix up. He was not a lazy person. He was a hard worker. He fought one battle after another with his disease but lost the war.

Usually in our household, Ron is always cold and I’m always warm. We fight over the thermostat constantly turning it up or down. But, the afternoon Jeff died, I felt so cold, like a wind was blowing through my bones, chilling me so bad. Ron thought I was coming down with a virus or perhaps flu. But at the very time I felt this cold, my son was taking his life.

Rest in peace my son. You were a great guy. You are so loved and missed, BigPapa.


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Jeff, My Son RIP Part I

Posted by Peppermint2 on Friday, January 16, 2009 9:43:02 PM
I have been silent from many of you since December 2nd, but I have read all your comments, comfort, support, prayers. I have not missed a one.  Now I am going to speak out in several articles about my son and the disease he had, bi-polar brain disease.

Have any of you ever lost a child to death?  Through an illness or accident?  How about suicide, the worst of the worst?

Some of you have written me and told me you lost a child through illness. We have a commonality. We never forget that child, no matter what age he/she is. We grieve that child forever. Maybe the pain lessens over time, but it never goes away as some other parents have told me.  Your child is always your child and will be forever.

It is has been almost 7 weeks now since my son, Jeff aka BigPapa killed himself on December 2nd, 2008.  I grieve him, I still sob almost everyday. I miss him. I want him back. I know I cannot. He is gone from me forever. And how do I maneuver all the treacherous emotions of this?  

I received the phone call from my daughter in law on December 3rd who found him the night before in his apartment dead.

Ron and I were getting ready to go to Cincinnati to take him to his endoscopy on his pancreas. The doctors had checked out everything else, but Jeff remained in bouts of excruciating pain. The doctors were stumped, but decided he probably had stones in his pancreas or something else that was inflaming it.

When that dreaded phone call came in I can only recall screaming no over and over, then falling onto the bed hearing a far off moaning. Where was that coming from I wondered?  Ron sat on the bed holding me crying, saying no, no, oh no.

After that I sat in my study for what seemed like hours in complete shock, numb, could not feel anything. I stared out the window. It was bright and sunny. I stared at nothing. I stared at bails of hay off in the fields. I stared at my computer which I had just shut down trying to reach Jeff through email.

Somehow I found myself in a chair in the living room and Ron stood there and I asked him over and over, “How do I get through this one?”  I could not see how I could bear what now had hit me, coming out of shock, into the almost unbearable pain sucking the breath out of me. I sobbed, I screamed, I moaned, I rocked myself back and forth. Nothing, absolutely nothing could be worse than this. My son, my only son, my only child that I would ever bear aged 39 had killed himself.

This was bad for Ron too as over the past year he had gotten to know my son very well. They shared so much in common. Both of them were ardent gun hobbyists, they both liked to hunt, they both were right wing nut jobs as the libs like to call us. Ron felt like Jeff was becoming a son to him in some ways.

And Jeff loved Ron. He told me many times, “Mom, you got yourself a good guy this time, he’s the best”.

For those who say “take it one day at a time” are wrong. Those first days were minute to minute.

Ron and I did not sleep that night and since then we are up and down all hours of the night and day. Nothing is the same again. Nothing will ever be the same again. A part of me was ripped right out of me and my heart was broken into a thousand pieces and I still don’t know how to put them all back together again, if ever.

For a mother who has carried a baby for nine months, felt that child grow and move inside of you, that baby is always a part of you. There is a bond that can never be undone and this is something only Mothers can understand. Mothers love their children unconditionally. That child was a part of the Mother’s body and each and every Mother knows something about their child before it is even born. How it moves, how fast it moves, when it’s upset, when that child is peaceful and asleep in your womb.

As the days moved by, I started to receive comments from other TH bloggers, emails, cards, letters, gifts, prayers, books. All from wonderful friends at Townhall whom I have never even met. Some bloggers I knew better than others. Some not at all.

But as the days went by one by one just like the other, sorrowful and filled with pain, I would receive emails every day from people who cared from Townhall. My emails are the only bright spot of my days right now.

I thanked God for all these wonderful caring people who did not even know me except through the blogs. I want to thank each and every one of you for all the comfort and support you have given me for the past weeks. Without your caring and support I do not know how I would have come through this far. And of course with Ron who has been by my side every minute of the day. That goes without saying as he is the best of the best.

All your prayers have meant so much to me and have given me strength. As Crawfish always says, “Pat, we’ve got your back”.

Willibeaux calls me and lets me cry and vent and say whatever I want. He has been a God send also.  He knows the pain of losing a child since he works with vets and their families who have lost love ones in Iraq. He knows how to comfort and how to be supportive.

I thank all who have given me their phone numbers so I could call and just cry or vent. So much goodness from so many people from Townhall. I cannot thank you enough for all you have done for me. Perhaps some day I will be able to repay all of you in some way for what you have given to Ron and me.

Neither one of us have much family left so my personal friends and all of you from Townhall have been our support and our family. That is how we think of you now.  Some of you who write me I have gotten to know more and more and what really kind and caring people there are in this world. Sometimes with all the bad news we see on TV we forget that there are still many wonderful, decent human beings out there somewhere. And, I think a lot of them are at Townhall.

For those of you who email me, please keep doing so. I cannot tell you how much it means to me. For those who call please keep calling.

We see my psychiatrist who tells me we have a long, rocky, hard road to go down for the first year. And we are going to join a group for survivors of suicide. One is going to be available to us nearby soon. We found out we cannot join a regular grieving group as suicide brings with it its' own set of special problems and issues.

Meanwhile through another friend at Townhall, Bob’s my Uncle, found an online survivors group for me and I have met many parents through there who are going through the same agony we are. I have met a woman in Australia through that group and we email each other every day now sharing our sorrows.

Lucie, (Purplegimp) called me on Christmas Day; a day she knew was going to be terrible for me. She even made me laugh and was the one bright spot in an otherwise horrendous day for Ron and me. We were alone that Christmas, no Jeff, no grand kids, no tree, no decorations or toys under a tree. It had to have been one of the worst days of my life.

So thank you all. I send out all my love, hugs, and prayers for all of you too as you have sent to me. Only God knows how much you all have helped me.

Please forgive me for not naming everyone who has helped us. You all know who you are. And even Bryce, our liberal has stopped by several times to give support. That should teach us all a lesson too, not to judge someone just because they may have different political beliefs than ours. When it comes down to it, we all are humans sharing in the same bumpy and dangerous waters of life’s everyday struggles.

In my next article I want to talk about bi-polar brain disease which some know about and others know very little, if anything. Maybe, that way I can help someone else. Who knows who we touch when we decide to let out the secrets we hold among ourselves within our families for fear of humiliation or shame.

Peppermint and Gos






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The Acorns Dilemma, Chapter III

Posted by Peppermint2 on Monday, December 01, 2008 12:17:10 AM

Red Acorn arrived at the State Hospital, swiped his identity card, and was shocked to see how many
armed black shirts were guarding the hospital.

When he entered the Hospital. Red stomped to the check-in desk and demanded he see his wife, Dusty
Acorn. The woman’s eyes swiveled over to one of the black shirts who immediately came up to escort Red
to his wife’s room.

Upon entering the room Red ran over to Dusty enveloping her with his arms but she did not seem to
notice. Instead she stared blankly ahead of her.

Red looked up at the black shirt puzzled and the black shirt told Red he had the police report on what had
happened in the police station. Red ripped the report from the black shirt’s hands, started to read it, and
fell into one of the overstuffed visiting chairs inside the room. He could not believe what he was reading.

He jumped up, grabbing the black shirt by his collar, yelling in his face, “where’s my child?”  The black shirt
pushed a gun into Red’s stomach and told him to back away.

“Where is my son, Nutley?” Red screamed. He whipped around to look at Dusty who still wore a blank
face.

“What’s wrong with my wife?” Red demanded.  A doctor entered telling Red that Dusty was in shock,
perhaps a catatonic state, and she would need to stay there for a little while. The doctor told Red they
were taking good care of her and this type of thing had happened before when a child was taken for its’
state education. Some of the mothers don’t adjust too well at first he was told.

Red slipped into the chair once again. The day’s exhaustion streamed over him. What had he done
wrong? What was all of this?  This community service, sharing the wealth? My little baby, Nutley, in a
state education center? When had this begun?

The black shirt seeming to read his mind handed him a huge wire bound book that was about 6 inches
thick. He handed Red the book and told him he had better spend some time reading the policies of his new
government.

The doctor told him that Dusty would not recognize him tonight and perhaps it would take a few days
before she regained her normal state and it would be best if Red went home for the night to get some rest.
Red gave Dusty a last hug and left her room.

When he exited the hospital, the black shirt who had visited him earlier in the day sped up to him in his
own Volvo. Red felt a flash of lightning rattle his brain and for one second he wished he owned a gun. He
would shoot that thief on the spot.

The black shirt smiled and told Red they were ready to deliver his boarders tonight. Red gazed at him as if
he were insane. The black shirt told him to get into his van and to follow him to the Immigrate Workers
Department.

Once they arrived at this department, the black shirt took him down a hall into a room filled with immigrants
or state workers as they were called. Seven names were called out and the men stepped forward. Red
burned a look at the seven men, four Mexicans and three Muslims. What the hell was he going to do with
these men?

The black shirt told him he would follow behind Red as he drove back to his home with the van loaded up
with the workers and their belongings.

Red watched as the men jumped into the van, the Mexicans holding take-out bags with food. The Muslims
entered the vehicle and one sat next to Red in the front seat. Red felt  little electric shocks shoot through
his head and looked at the man and flashed him a false smile. The Muslim did not smile back and uttered
something Red did not recognize.

When the group reached Red’s house, the black shirt got out and told Red to just set the men up in their
rooms for right now and tomorrow he would receive further orders on what needed to be done for the men.

The black shirt jumped back into the Volvo speeding away. As Red watched him drive off, he caught sight
of one of his neighbors, Charlie Crawfish, who had just arrived home from work, watching with intensity at
what was going on at his house. Red felt mortified that this man whom he knew very little was viewing this
humiliating scene.

The men, meanwhile, were jumping out, throwing their jumbled belongings onto the lawn. One of the
Mexicans tossed his empty bags and Mountain Dew bottle out of the van onto the lawn. One of the
Muslims frowned at the Mexican who smiled big and told Red he sure did have a nice place.

Without any warning, a huge crash split the quiet early evening and here came Jeremiah, Red's German
shepherd having smashed through the front living room window heading straight for the Muslim who had
been in the front seat with Red.

Before anyone could do anything but gape, the dog had the Muslim on the ground by his neck. The Muslim
was screeching in some volatile language Red did not understand. He called the dog off the man, horrified
at what had happened.  

Red commanded Jeremiah to halt and sit. Jeremiah stood over the Muslim growling his lips pulled all the
way back in a snarl and the hair on his back standing straight up. The dog sat, but his eyes never left the
Muslim. One of the Muslims stepped forward just then and told Red in broken English that they could not
live in the house with  that foul dog.

By now, Red was completely exasperated with the whole situation that had been thrust upon him. Red
screamed at the Muslim,” That’s too damn bad, you hear me?”  “I don’t care what you think, the dog
stays”!  Red stole a quick look and caught Charlie Crawfish grinning.

The Muslims asked to use his telephone. Red's eyes glinted at the men and told them no one was using
the telephone tonight. Just get in the house he said and he would show them to their rooms. Ha, “their
rooms” Red was thinking. My rooms, my house, my dog, my wife, my son, my life!
What happened to all of it?  Well, for the time being, he was taking charge. He had more than his share of
orders and insanity for one day.


To be continued............

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The Acorns Dilemma, Chapter II

Posted by Peppermint2 on Monday, November 24, 2008 12:03:10 AM
Red Acorn had left the house the same time as Dusty that morning to go to his office. Not knowing of Dusty’s fate, he started his usual routine that morning once reaching his office, whistling softly to himself.

About 10am that morning, Red received a knock on his door. A black shirt entered smiling as Red told him to take a seat. “What can I do for you today?” Red inquired.  Being an accountant who owned his own firm, Red was sure the black shirt had come for advice.

The black shirt produced two documents and handed one of them to Red to look over. While Red studied the document, he felt his face burning. He looked at the black shirt in amazement and said, “Surely this is wrong”.  The black shirt assured him it was not. Red squeaked out to the black shirt, “I’m to give up my house for a less fortunate family?” The black shirt nodded but told him he had a second document and that he would be given a choice. He handed Red the second document which ordered Red to perform community service for a year in payment for him being able to attend university and earn an MBA.

Red stared at the black shirt and told him he had received all of his degrees long before Mr. Obama had been elected so he did not understand. The black shirt told him the community service was retroactive and that indeed he would have to give to his community. It was either that or forfeit his house to a larger family who needed his big house with all that space.

Red felt trapped and looked all over his office for what reason he didn’t know. He kept thinking this had to be a nightmare. “I supported Mr. Obama and gave to his campaign.” said Red.  The black shirt thanked him for his generosity.

Red’s face dropped and he felt as though he might cry, but he held it together asking the black shirt what kind of community service would be necessary. The black shirt told him that he would merely have to board several workers for a year.  Red asked what kind of workers. The black shirt assured him it was no real problem.  Just four Mexicans and three Muslims, just for a year while they worked their jobs.

You have plenty of space in your big house, 6 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. It will be no real problem. All you have to do is provide these workers rooms and food the black shirt assured him.

Red thought about the problem and decided there was no way out. He didn’t want to lose the home for which he had worked so hard. But three Muslims and four Mexicans? In the same house?

He looked at the black shirt and asked when Mr. Obama had decided to order these types of services. The black shirt looked at him as if he had no head and told him that Mr. Obama had discussed this during his campaign and Red must not have been paying attention. Red said he never heard this.  The black shirt asked Red, “Do you not remember Joe Wurltzebacher who asked the tax question to Mr. Obama and was told about sharing the wealth?”  No, Red told the man he had never heard of that. “Oh, don’t worry about that plumber; he is in Gitmo for now”.  Red gazed back in shock at the black shirt.

"Mr. Obama spoke quite often about giving community service. It is something in which he believes quite strongly, Mr. Acorn," said the black shirt. "Don't you recall the many uplifting speeches he gave before he was elected?"  Red honestly could not recall much. He remembered feeling dazed while Mr. Obama spoke at length, but he didn't actually recall the details of those speeches.

The black shirt continued to stare at him waiting for an answer. Red asked him if he could consult with his wife first before he made the decision. The black shirt told him no, these documents had to be signed today and arrangements were already in the process. If he chose not to comply today, the house would be taken away immediately and he would be detained.

Red quickly decided he had better sign the second document. The black shirt asked him to step outside after he had signed the document.  Once outside, the black shirt pointed to a 10 passenger van and told Red that would now be his vehicle. His Volvo would be confiscated until his community service was completed.  He would need the van for hauling the boarders back and forth to their jobs.

Red squinted in the sunny, but cold air at the leftovers of the passenger van. The van had a back missing bumper, one of the front bumpers was torn part way off and just hung there in space. There were dents all over the van; one of the doors was caved in from where it had obviously been hit. The back window was broken out and plastic was taped to it. All Red could think about was what his neighbors would think of him driving that piece of junk.

Red was now very angry, but the black shirt had already taken off while Red was in his reverie. Red noticed that his Volvo was now gone.

He rushed back into his office to call Dusty.  But, the bank told him she had never arrived at work. Red called home, thinking perhaps the baby had gotten sick on the way and Dusty had returned home but there was no answer.

Red called everyone they knew and the doctor’s office and no one had seen her. Now Red was really worried about his wife and child being missing. He decided he should call the police although he figured they would laugh at him and tell him he had to wait until she was missing for 24 hours, that she probably had just run off with another man.

But, when he talked to the policeman at the station, he was told that indeed his wife had been there this morning, but she was taken to the state hospital. Red, now in a panic, asked what happened to his wife, had she been in an accident, was she hurt, what was wrong? The policeman told Red that Dusty had come in with a false complaint, did not like the answer she had gotten and had just gone mad. She had to be tranquilized and shipped off to the state hospital for observation. He told Red to just go to the hospital where he could see his wife and find out more.

Without even looking back or locking his office door, Red jumped into the old van and veered off into the traffic to rush to the state hospital wondering all the way what had happened to his wife and child. Fear was crawling over every inch of his body now and the realization of all that occurred this morning came down on him like a heavy black tarp covering him in gloom.

To be continued………….

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The Acorns Dilemma, Chapter I

Posted by Peppermint2 on Wednesday, November 19, 2008 12:25:35 AM
Dusty and Red Acorn were your typical suburban couple, married for ten years, one child, and had squirreled away a lot of money. They also happily supported and contributed to the Obama campaign.

Dusty worked at a bank as a loan officer and every morning took her little baby, Nutley Acorn, to the bank with her where child care was provided and she could see the little one during lunch.

Red having gotten his MBA worked for an accounting firm doing well and between the two of them had bought a very nice $500,000 home.  Nice lot with trees and a yard for Nutley to play in when he grew.

On a blustery, but sunny day in February, Dusty packed up Nutley and headed for work. As she drove through her city, she happily hummed John Lennon’s “Imagine” to herself knowing Obama’s black shirts were situated all around the area. She felt quite content. No conservatives to deal with any longer. What a peaceful world this was now.

She parked her car and was getting Nutley out when she was approached by one of Obama’s black shirts. She gave him a big smile and good morning. He smiled back and handed her several papers. She was surprised but delighted at the attention.

As she read the documents, her smile slowly disappeared and she stared at the black shirt before her. She told him there had to be a mistake. He shook his head no. She told him she had supported President Obama and she thought only these kinds of proclamations were for conservatives.

The black shirt shook his head in disbelief. “No ma’am,” he said, “all citizens must comply with these orders when determined.”

The first proclamation stated that Nutley, now being 3 mos old was due for state educational training. The second proclamation stated that her BMW was being confiscated because another family, less fortunate than her, needed a car.

Dusty asked the black shirt how was she going to get to work. He suggested alternative sources, such as a bike for which she would receive a tax credit and an additional $100 supplement check when they filed their taxes.

The black shirt went to take Nutley from Dusty’s arms, but Dusty fought with him trying to hang onto her 3 month old child. “Sorry, ma’am, but you have to hand over the child. It’s federal law and if you don’t comply we will have to arrest you.”

Dusty, in tears, let go of her child. The black shirt assured her that the child would be brought back home on weekends for them to visit with him. But, for the next 18 years of his life he was now a ward of the state.

Dusty handed over the keys to her car and the black shirt drove off waving with a huge smile and wishing her a good day.

Dusty stood there in disbelief, her face streaming with tears. How could this have happened?  She was an Obama supporter, had voted for him and donated to his campaign. She was a liberal for crying out loud. She decided she would walk down to the local police department and report this as a kidnapping and car theft. That black shirt was a fraud she just knew it.

Once inside the police station she reported to the officer on duty what had happened. He made a few phone calls while she sat nervously chewing her lip and watching handcuffed felons coming and going to and from different rooms.

About fifteen minutes later, the police officer told her there had been no mistake and the black shirt was not a fraud and he had been doing federal government duty. She demanded that the police do “something” about getting her baby and her car back. The police officer told her there was nothing he could do and chastised her for not knowing the laws by now.

Dusty shook her head and said she knew of no such laws. The policeman shook his head in despair. “Lady”, he said, “you didn’t keep up with the executive orders that were being passed down did you?”  Dusty shook her head no. As he laughed he said to her, “Too busy watching American Idol?”  

At that moment, Dusty started screaming and several officers dragged her off to a room where she was tranquilized by a state nurse. Dusty fell into a dreamy state, once again humming to herself,
“Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace……”

To be continued………….

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Vote Your Dog Choice

Posted by Peppermint2 on Wednesday, November 12, 2008 5:51:44 PM
OK, now the time has come for voting your dog choice for the BHO family.  I know you have all been breathlessly awaiting this moment. The crowds are roaring and rioting to find out just what dog will be the best choice for BarryBravehart and Michellehell. Besides what else have you got to do while waiting for the first nuke to hit us?  Have some fun, enjoy yourself. January is coming soon enough.

You can only choose one and there are no write ins at this point.  Please pick your number. The number with the highest score wins without saying.  Please choose carefully as we and the press corp will have to live with this choice for 4 to 8 years.

Also please leave any and all comments on the following questions. The adoring public just HAS TO KNOW all about the new dog.  Good grief, there are no other news stories important as this one. 

Who do you think will take over the training of the dog? 
Do you think Rahm Emanuel will be in charge of this? 
Or do you think Michellehell will have to do it?
Do you think PETA and the SPCA will approve of the BHO family having this dog?
Who do you think will go out with the pooper scooper in the morning to clean up after the dog? 
Will this be Sec.of State John Cary?  (Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, he's too busy practicing traitorism. )
Will Henry Paulson be in charge of the dog's vet shots and vet bills?
Or do you think the vet bills will be sent to us starting with the first name in the phone book?
Which dry cleaner will be used to take out the pet stains from Michellehell's designer suits and dresses?
Will the dog make it through the first 4 years of the BHO/Michellehell administration?
Do you think the dog will need a pet psychiatrist after spending a short time in the BHO family?
Will Bill Ayers attach a bomb to the dog after it bites his ankles during his W/B House visit?
Will Rashid Khalidi try to use the dog as a pidgeon carrier to fly State secrets to Palestine?
Will Jeremiah Wright be angry if the dog is not black and rant God damned America for choosing the dog?
Last, but not least, what name do you think should be given to the new dog?


1. 
     Black Russian Terrior


2. 
     Standard Poodle


3. 
     American Pit Bull


4. 
    Pekingese


5. 
     Rottweiller


6. 
     John Meachum, Editor of the Great NON News Producing Rag Newsweek


7. 
     Labrador Retrievers


8. 
     Chatohoula Dog


9. 
     Minature Poodle


10.
              Just Ugly


11.
      Tom Brokaw, washed out hack for NBC NON news station


12.
      Southwestern coyote


13.
      Charlie Rose, washed out hack from NON news station PBS


14.
      Jeremiah Wright, Crazy anti American, anti white preacher hack


15.
      Mountain Cur


16.
      Coon Hounds


17.
      Bullshiite Dog


18.
      Washed out political hack with hoof and mouth disease
       and hair plugs that fall out onto people's clothing.


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MSM Find Obama Creepy

Posted by Peppermint2 on Friday, November 07, 2008 1:00:00 PM
The MSM has been duplicitous in covering and advancing the election of Barack Hussein Obama. We know they were deliberately in the tank for him.  As Sean Hannity has repeated over and over again, "this is the year journalism died in this country."

Now, comes out an amazing interview between Charlie Rose and John Meachum, Managing Editor of Newsweek Magazine, Tom Brokaw, and Evan Thomas.  What did they know and when did they know it?  If you listen to them, they don't know anything about Barack Hussein Obama. Not only did they not care to investigate, as did many on the Internet, but now they are in fear of the man and what he really stands for.  It would be laughable if it were not so downright negligent of these men who call themselves journalists. Now they are expressing their veiled fear.

ROSE:  I don't know what Barack Obama's worldview is.

BROKAW:  No, I don't either.

ROSE:  I don't know how he really sees where China is.

BROKAW:  We don't know a lot about Barack Obama and the universe of his thinking about foreign policy.

ROSE:  I don't really know.  And do we know anything about the people who are advising him?

BROKAW:  You know that's an interesting question.

ROSE:  He is principally known through his autobiography and through very aspirational (sic) speeches, two of them.

BROKAW:  I don't know what books he's read.

ROSE:  What do we know about the heroes of Barack Obama?

BROKAW:  There's a lot about him we don't know.

MEACHAM:  He's very elusive, Obama, which is fascinating for a man who's written two memoirs.  At Grant Park he walks out with the family, and then they go away.

ROSE: Mmm. Mmm-hmm.

MEACHAM:  Biden's back, you know, locked in the bar or something.

ROSE: (haughty chuckle)

MEACHAM:  You know, they don't let him out.  And have you ever seen a victory speech where there was no one else on stage?

ROSE: Mmm.

MEACHAM: No adoring wife, no cute kid.  He is the messenger.

THOMAS:  There is a slightly creepy cult of personality about all this.  I mean, he's such an admirable --

ROSE:  Slightly. Creepy. Cult of personality.

THOMAS:  Yes.

ROSE:  What's slightly creepy about it?

THOMAS:  It -- it -- it just makes me a little uneasy that he's so singular.  He's clearly managing his own spectacle.  He's a deeply manipulative guy.

ROSE:  Watching him last night in that speech, he finishes --

MEACHAM: Yeah.

ROSE: -- and he sort of -- it's almost like he then ascends to look at the circumstance.

MEACHAM:  He watches us watching him.

THOMAS: Watching him!

ROSE:  Exactly!

THOMAS:  He does --

MEACHAM:  It's amazing.

ROSE:  It is amazing.

THOMAS:  He writes about this metaphor being a screen upon which Americans will project.  He said they want of Barack Obama; I'm not sure I am Barack Obama.

ROSE: Mmm!

THOMAS: He had -- he has the self-awareness to know that this creature he's designed isn't necessarily a real person, and he's self-aware enough --

ROSE:  Ahhhhhh!

ROSE: Mmm. Mmm-hmm.

Now consider that Tom Brokaw's answers are either stupid or he took no time whatsoever to look into the life of BHO. Brokaw makes himself look foolish.

John Meachum and Thomas Evans are "creeped" out by BHO.  They and their magazines had 2 years to investigate and vet BHO, but instead did either nothing or chose to keep this to themselves until after the election. Once again, the MSM did not do their job of reporting the facts about Barack Hussein Obama. The victims: the American people.

Now, we see that the MSM is as scared of Obama as the rest of us, but they allowed it to happen. They do not know enough about his policies. They know almost nothing about who he really is. They find him "creepy".  These 3 journalists are pretty big guns in the MSM industry, Tom Brokaw, John Meachum, and Thomas Evans, yet by listening to them, they know nothing, or practically nothing about BHO.  Now you can hear the fear in their voices by what they say. Now they are perpetuating a CYA.

The truth, of course, is that they knew about Obama and his alliances with the likes of Saul Alinsky, Reverend Wright, Father Flager, Rezko, his community service with ACORN, but they chose to ignore all of the evidence and make sure this guy was elected. A pox on the MSM and those who kept information from the American people who read their rags, who listen to their broadcasts, and Americans who have no access to the Internet or listen to Fox News Hannity & Colmes.

Those in the MSM have lost all creditbility and they will probably never recover from their negligence. Once the real Obama stands up, a lot of Americans will start to see that they were duped.  I, for one, have no sympathy for them. They earned the anger they will receive in the future when most Americans figure out Obama is all about smoke and mirrors and foam Greek columns.

Addendum
Since the MSM continues on with its' glorious stupidity and enlightening reporting on BHO, wanting to know what puppy the BHO family should pick, I thought it would be fun if we displayed our picks for the family. Since this is of utmost importance and a great priority of the MSM's list of information with which to supply us, let's all join in  the MSM fun. No, Tom Brokaw is not allowed to pick. He is far too stupid and would not have the time to investigate.

I'll start off with my pick:  The Black Russian Terrier
A breed obtained by crossing Giant Schnauzers with Rottweilers and several other breeds in order to produce a perfected military service dog suited for the protection of any army installation and for police work. The breed was purposely developed as a guard dog for military and industrial sites in Russia.

The breeding program was initiated after World War II at the Soviet Union's Red Star Army Kennels. The first stud to be involved in this military breeding program was a Giant Schnauzer called Roi (born in 1947). He was mated with several Airedale Terrier bitches, Rottweiler bitches and several other bitches known as Moscow Retrievers, themselves crosses from Newfoundlands, Caucasian Sheepdogs and Eastern European sheepdogs. The other breeds used include the Great Dane, the Borzoi and the Laika.

Now I invite anyone to contribute their pick for BHO and family. Send me a picture and brief description of the dog you choose and I will place it on the blog. Later we can have a vote to see which new puppy would be best for BarryBraveheart and MichelleHell.

xpressit and dawndawn's Pick

Poodles:
Though many think Poodles originated in France it is more likely that they derived from Germany!
Poodles are retrievers; or gun dogs, and can still be seen in that role.   Poodles are skilled at most other dog events including agility, obedience, tracking and even herding.
The name Poodle comes from the German word Pudel, which is short for Pudelhund, which means "splashing dog". This reflects the breed's use as a water dog--the word "pudel"  is in fact related to the English word "puddle"

Willibeaux's Pick

Pekingese, or Pekinese, is an ancient breed of toy dog, originating in China. They were the favored pet of the Chinese Imperial court.
They were considered a guardian spirit as they resembled Chinese lions.
Pekingese can be stubborn and jealous. Do not expect them to come when it is called. Pekes are sometimes aggressive, especially to other dogs, and it may take a long time for Pekes to get used to any other dogs except puppies and siblings.  The Pekingese personality has been compared to a cat. Where a cat can be trained, a Pekingese needs to be convinced that the training is beneficial to him as well as to you.
The Pekingese is generally a one-person dog. Many breeders will not place the breed in households with young or boisterous children as they do not enjoy rough play.
The Pekingese is a large dog in a small body. It expects to be respected and will not tolerate being treated otherwise.

Sue's Pick

Rottweiler:
In the hands of a responsible owner, a well-trained and socialized Rottweiler can be a reliable, alert dog and a loving companion. However, any poorly trained dog can become a danger in the wrong circumstances. In general, Rottweilers are fond of children, very devoted, quick to learn, and eager to please. They are typically very bright dogs. Rottweilers are playful animals who may frequently demand attention from their owners. However, if they are not receiving the mental stimulation they desire, they will find creative and sometimes destructive ways to elicit it. Such behavioral problems as chewing, barking for attention, and eating less, can be a result of lack of human interaction. The Rottweiler is a good working dog that is also good for protection of children, as well as guard duties.

The Rottweiler is a steady dog with a self-assured nature, but early socialization and exposure to as many new people, animals, and situations as possible are very important in developing these qualities. The Rottweiler also has a natural tendency to assert dominance if not properly trained. Rottweilers' large size and strength make this an important point to consider: an untrained, poorly trained, or abused Rottweiler can learn to be extremely aggressive and destructive and, if allowed to run at large, may pose a significant physical threat to humans or other animals. They can be strong-willed (bull-headed) and should be trained in a firm, fair, and consistent manner - the owner must be perceived as the leader. If the owner fails to achieve this status the Rottweiler will readily take on the role. However, Rottweilers respond readily to a clear and benevolent leader. Aggression in Rottweilers is associated with poor breeding, poor handling, lack of socialization, natural guarding tendencies, and abuse.

The Rottweiler is not usually a barker. Male dogs are silent watchers who notice everything and are often quite stoic. Females may become problem barkers in order to protect their den. An attentive owner is usually able to recognize when a Rottweiler perceives a threat. Barking is usually a sign of annoyance with external factors (car alarms or other disturbances) rather than a response to actual threats.

Darvin Dowdy's Pick

Pit Bull:
The APBT is a strong-willed, sturdy companion. It is a breed that is loyal to friends and family, and friendly to strangers. Under a firm hand, APBTs are obedient and show a high desire to please. However, when left without direction they can be become stubborn and they're a breed well-known for dog aggression, though the media may perpetuate this stereotype.

A well bred APBT should have a stable and dependable temperament. The American Temperament Testing Society shows a pass percentage of 84.1% for American Pit Bull Terriers. However, a firm, even hand and early obedience training are strongly recommended for this breed. They generally have a lot of energy and high predator drive; they need exercise and stimulation in order to channel their energy properly and not become frustrated, bored, and destructive.

APBTs often display dog aggression, especially towards unfamiliar dogs of the same sex or level of assertiveness. Early socialization and good training can mean that many individuals of the breed never display this trait; however, there is no guarantee. Extra precautions can be taken with this type of dog to prevent any incidents. While an APBT may not start a fight, even the best socialized pit bulls generally do not tolerate as much from other dogs as other breeds might. As dogs bred never to back down from a fight, it is sometimes more responsible to avoid certain situations of interaction if the owner feels that he or she cannot handle the dog. A responsible owner should not let their dog interact with strange dogs unsupervised and should know how to avoid a dog fight.

Dogged's Pick

Labradors are a well-balanced and versatile breed who make excellent pets. As a rule, they are not excessively prone to being territorial, pining, insecurity, aggression, destructiveness, hypersensitivity, or other difficult traits which sometimes manifest in a variety of breeds. As the name suggests, they are excellent retrievers. As an extension of this, they instinctively enjoy holding objects and even hands or arms in their mouths, which they do with great gentleness.

They are prone to chewing objects, though they can be trained out of this behavior. The Labrador Retriever's coat repels water to some extent, thus facilitating the extensive use of the dog in waterfowl hunting.

Labradors have a reputation as a very mellow breed and an excellent family dog, including a good reputation with children of all ages and other animals. Coming in different colors makes an excellent choice where the owner is a mutt.


Whoops!  Charlie Rose must have hacked into my blog!
John Meachum, Managing Editor of Newsweek
 Meachum breed is dumber than dirt and a coward. Since there is very
little knowledge acquired in this breed, they are not trainable and make
very poor pets for families. As guard dogs they are not good. They have
a habit of hiding important items in the household so can not be trusted.


Uh oh. I wonder who put this breed up???
Biden breed has a habit of barking in stammering
sounds, makes huge mistakes in training, and sheds
too many hair plugs. Not good for families with allergies.

Goshawk's Pick

No description available but it is ugly.
Must be a mutt.

GunnyG's Pick

Same description as standard poodle but obviously smaller and can't run as fast. This could be bad
if it wants to get away from the family, particularly the father.


Anonymous selection.  Description sent by this anon
individual had listed characteristics as dumb as a box
of rocks, picky about dog food and only eats Alpo.
Barks loudly for no reason.  Untrustworthy but loyal
to Marxism doctrine. Sees nothing, knows nothing.
Can roll over and play dead though.

Crawfish's Pick

Oldest breed native to America. It is believed to have come from the Spanish war dogs of DeSoto's expedition, which ran wild when the expedition died off, and the red wolves of Louisiana. First found in the Catahoula region of Louisiana. Louisiana state dog. Slightly webbed feet to deal with the swamps. VERY intelligent dog...one of very few breeds that one dog can be used as a hunting dog and a herder in the same day. OUTSTANDING with kids. Size range in adults from about 50-80 pounds.

Anonymous pick

Southwestern Coyote
Sly, wily, sneaky, and eats other dogs.
Not good for children, might eat them too.
Very helpful keeping reporters away though
as the new POTUS doe not like to answer questions,
this would be a real plus for the new W/B House residents.

Anonymous Pick

More like a parrot than a dog as it repeats sentences like I don't know, oh you did not know, oh so no one knows.
I see nothing, I hear nothing, I know nothing. Could be good for a pet as it could be used as the Press secretary to the president.
This breed is good at the crawl command, but does not go after the ball no matter how often you try to get it to do so.
Always drops ball right in front of itself and does not know what to do with it.

Another Anonymous Pick - they just keep coming in!

Jeremiah Wright who calls himself a Reverend. Hates whitey so would be very useful as pet to the new W/B House family. Possible good watch dog to keep whiteys away and press corp with his raving barking. Good at lying so would also make a very good Press Secretary. You cannot teach this breed any tricks however.  If you get this breed you are stuck with what you get.

Str8_talk's Pick

Mountain Cur Height 18-26 inches Weight 30-60 lbs.

The Mountain Cur is bred for its working ability; maybe it could teach BO how to. The ears are prominent and the eyes are dark and wideset and the muzzle/mouth is heavy. They say that many times the dog resembles the master. This is not a submissive, easygoing dog and has learned to be decisive and dauntless. They make consistent guard dogs but not ideal for suburbia where there is no call for work. They will face any wild animals even a wild cat when cornered, this could come in handy with reporters. They also are good at treeing squirrels and coons. They're very protective of the property and family

Buck's Pick

Coon hounds can hunt individually or as a pack. Generally, hunters don't chase their quarry along with the hounds, unlike organized foxhunting, but wait and listen to the distinctive baying to determine if a raccoon or other animal has been treed. Besides raccoons, coon hounds are excellent at handing all manner of prey if trained properly.
Besides hunting, coon hounds are wonderful family dogs that are known to be good with children. They also make good watchdogs with an impressive, loud bark.

GrayGhost's Pick

Not much know about this breed, but it does not look good.

BHO and Michellehell's New Doggy Mat for Potty Training

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A Tough Question, Will I Still Have Freedom of Speech?

Posted by Peppermint2 on Saturday, November 01, 2008 5:24:23 AM
This article was written by Dogged, Guest Writer
Thanks Dogged

A tough question was asked of the Obama camp. Barbara West of WFTV 9 in Orlando Florida asked Joe Biden a question he didn’t like. Joe Biden answered with a question of his own: “Are you joking, is this a joke? Who is writing your questions?”

The Obama camp likes having tough questions aimed at John McCain.  But God help the media maverick (or private citizen) that believes they have the right to present tough questions to the Obama camp.

A disturbing trend has emerged on how the Obama camp responds to those. Instead of answers to clarify, there are…consequences.

The Obama camp’s response to WFTV regarding Barbara West’s question:
WFTV won’t get any further interviews with them and, quite likely, will receive no further Obama information.  The Obama camp also canceled WFTV’s scheduled interview with Jill Biden.

David Freddoso, the author of “The Case Against Barack Obama: The Unlikely Rise and Unexamined Agenda of the Media’s Favorite Candidate”, was scheduled to appear on a radio show.  The Obama camp sent out an email requesting people start a nationwide email and phone campaign flooding the station with demands that he not be allowed on the air.

American Issues Project of Houston ran an ad about Obama’s connection with Bill Ayers.  Obama’s response was to write a letter to the Justice Department asking that the American Issues Project, and their contributors, be investigated. As POTUS, Obama would not have to make such a request. He could simply order it to be done.

An average citizen, now known as Joe the Plumber, did what the American public has always assumed was their right.  He met a candidate and asked a question.  He just wanted to know how one of Obama’s plans would impact him if he bought a business.  Unfortunately for Joe, he caught the Senator off guard (or just off teleprompter).  The unscripted answer wasn’t perceived as favorable for Obama. Now Joe is feeling the impact of daring to ask. His entire life has been gone over with a fine tooth comb and, it appears, the combing was done through government computer systems.
On Friday four broadcast television stations in the key battleground states contacted The National Republican Trust Pac. They said the Obama camp is denying a key allegation in one of their hard-hitting TV ads.
The Obama camp demanded that the stations stop running the TV ad.

This is a strange time in our country’s history. As Americans, we have always questioned anything we deemed necessary about our elected officials either pre or post election.  We assume we have the right to do so.

We do. An inalienable right. A constitutional right.  Freedom of Speech.

However, Senator Obama is showing he has his own interpretation of Freedom of Speech. 

Liberal Free Speech: Good.

Favorable Media Speech: Good.

Anything else:  Be prepared for consequences. 

This is a very disturbing trait in a Presidential candidate.  It would be a terrifying one in someone with the full power of the POTUS.

If hard or unpleasant questions generate retaliation from Senator Obama now, what will happen if someone tries to ask them of President Obama later?

What happens then to the Freedom of Speech of both the American media and the American citizen? What consequences will there be for those who dare to ask? What consequences will there be for all of us if they don’t dare to ask?

Imagine living in a country where the only news that is broadcast is favorable to it’s’ leaders. Where the only questions allowed are the ones that show them in a positive light.  Where anything you say or write must be pre-censored to avoid consequences.  Today, countries like that exist.  We are blessed not to be one of them. It’s a blessing that should not be taken lightly.

Somewhere, mixed in with his plans to tax and spend, Senator Obama may have some desire to do something that may benefit some of us. But those benefits may come with accepting his interpretation of Free Speech.

And that raises the really tough question that only we can answer.

Is there anything so valuable he can offer us that it’s worth the price of sacrificing our constitutional right to Free Speech?

I can think of countless Americans who would respond, if they could, with a resounding no.  They believed that there was absolutely nothing, including their own lives, of greater value than our constitutional rights. They died to ensure those rights would survive.

As I wrote this, I asked myself the tough question.  I know my answer.   Having the freedom to write this is beyond price.

Now it’s your turn. As you sit there, deciding whether you want to post and what you might want to say, remember that you are making choices that exist only because you have the inalienable right to Free Speech.

Then ask yourself the tough question.

 












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Becoming Numb

Posted by Peppermint2 on Sunday, October 26, 2008 2:28:21 AM
               

Ron (Goshawk) and I sit down and talk about what is happening in our country. We are saddened at what is going on. In many ways, we feel disheartened by how many Americans have flocked to vote for a man, ( not a Messiah) who has sold a bill of goods on a plate with nothing on it.

His resume sports only one real item, that of being a Community Service worker, which really meant that he worked with ACORN. And, yet, he and his fans, including the MSM, have devoured Sarah Palin in an umbrella of stench and filth, from going after her pregnant daugther, to investigating Troopergate, to her wardrobe. No time to investigate Obama with so many hot stories like that. The MSM and most journalists have let down the American people in not vetting this man who people have donned as God.

With all of those stories what gets lost is the woman who Sarah Palin really is.  The woman who was mayor and then became Governor of Alaska and a darned good one with her 80% approval rating.
The unfairness of this drives me almost to the brink.

And what I see is that Sarah Palin is the real threat to the leftist/socialist/Marxists who are terrified of a real conservative who identifies with so many people. The left is not afraid of John McCain, who is willing to work across the aisle with the democrats. But, they know meeting up with Sarah Palin could be judgment day. With her past record of going after the crooks in both parties, including her own, the crooks in Congress know their day would come if ever she were to become President.

With the help of the MSM who have been carrying his water and covering for him for almost two years, Mr. Government has managed to siphon off a huge voting block of Americans.

Do that many Americans want to take money from other hard working Americans in the "spread the wealth around" policy of Obama, the Marxist?

Have we become a nation of such selfish and envious people of those who make more money than we do to feel free to just "take" someone else's money that they worked so hard to get for them and their families?

That is exactly what both Obama and Biden are clearly stating.  They are going to just "take" money away from those who earn a good living and from corporations who generate good jobs for people and just give it to others at their discretion.

What happened to the Americans I knew when I was growing up?  Have I entered into a Twilight Zone where up is down, good is bad, wrong is right?  

I do not understand the mentality of today's Americans, if this is truly the place to which they have come, that of being willing with no guilt whatsoever to just take money from others.  We all know there have been segments of our society who have been willing to do this for many years now, those on welfare who don't want to work and live off the government, that being us. But, it has never helped anyone. Where welfare has been joined up with work programs, people have done much better and become better citizens and gain self esteem.

Now, am I to believe that more than half of America is now willing to accept what I would call welfare checks from other Americans?  Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me there are more Joe the plumbers out there than these leeches on our society.

Of course, we know that the left has been undermining our society for many years now and the ultimate victory is about to come to fruition for them.  The goal of having a Super Majority of the radical left with the most liberal, radical man to ever run for president.

Most Americans do not even know who this man, Obama, is with his past being clouded in mystery and fog, and radical alliances. Yet, these same Americans are willing to play roulette and gamble with our Republic.

We conservatives have not stood a chance for years now. We have been undermined by the left through the courts legislating form the bench. I imagine that a lot of Americans are still unaware of this. I hear that most Americans do not really pay any attention to politics or the candidates until the last couple of weeks prior to the election. That is a scary thought to me. It is hardly enough time to investigate for oneself to make an informed decision for whom to vote.

Conservatives are a minority in this country now. And, I do not want to hear about voting for 3rd party. That is merely a vote for Obama, no matter how it is rationalized. This is not the time or place in our history to play games like that.

I do not want to hear the Republicans let us down. We, the people, let ourselves down by not paying enough attention to what has been going on for years, for not fighting as we did over the amnesty bill, for just sitting back on our couches and letting things get away from us. As American Conservatives we bear responsibility in being lazy and not hounding our representatives into doing the right thing.

Now, we face a moral crisis in this country, if not a monumental change in how we operate as a government. We have been moving towards a more socialist government for quite sometime, but to move to a Marxist is more dangerous than anyone can imagine. We have no idea what Obama will really do once he is president. He has changed his story on his policies for the last 19 months. What radical leftist  policies he stated during the primaries have morphed to a "centrist" during the national debate.

Who really is Mr. Government, Mr. Obama?  Who really is the man behind the looking glass?  The man who committed himself to Saul Alinsky, Bill Ayers, a Palestinian terrorist, ACORN and fraud? The man who sat in Reverend Wright's church for twenty years listening to Black Theology preached and anti Americanism? Who is the man who Farakahn supports and calls the Messiah?

We are about to enter new territory for America who has been a free nation. Yes, we have been on the road to socialism like France, but to move to a Marxist government is beyond belief.

As Ron says, I did not fight Communism in Korea to have my own country turn to Communism one day. Some Americans are on the brink of making a deal with the devil and we as a country will never be the same again. I see all kinds of methods of how we can change this by all kinds of people on TH, but not a one of the suggestions seems viable, other than civil war at some point.  I am not advocating that by no means, but I wonder just how we are going to change the tide of the onslaught if indeed Mr. Government turns out to be an alias of Mr. Chavez, Mr. Castro,  Mao, Pol Pot, Stalin, take your pick.  

Gambling with our Republic is not worth the chance to me. From what I see on TH with various others commenting, they feel the same.  But is it too late now and what will we do then?


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Guns in Jeopardy

Posted by Peppermint2 on Thursday, October 23, 2008 12:03:39 PM
"Any sportsman who counts Barack Obama as one of his friends is seriously confused," said ISRA Executive Director Richard Pearson.

During Obama's tenure in the Illinois State Senate he supported every measure to ban guns in the state along with the help of Mayor Daley.  Their goal was to rid guns completely, not only handguns, but hunting guns as well.

While on the Joyce Foundation board, Obama funneled tens of millions of dollars to radical gun control organizations such as the Illinois Council Against Handgun Violence and the Violence Policy Center.

In 2003, Obama voted in support of legislation (ISB1195) that "Would have banned most of the privately held hunting shotguns, target rifles and black powder rifles" in Illinois.

Obama also voted 4, that's FOUR, times against citizens owning handguns to protect themselves and their families from invasion in their own homes.

 Obama voted for legislation that would ban and forcibly confiscate nearly every shotgun, target rifle and hunting rifle in the state. Obama also voted for bills that would ration the number of firearms a law-abiding citizen could own, yet give a pass to the violent thugs who roam our streets.

Obama also came out against conceal carry laws in 2004.

According to Obama,  "Concealed-carry laws would only increase the problem of handgun violence and ultimately make the streets less safe everywhere. ... It was a bad idea, and I'm glad it failed. ..."

Obama in 2004, 2002 and 1998 received "F" ratings from the National Rifle Association.






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Wake Up America

Posted by Peppermint2 on Tuesday, October 21, 2008 2:45:17 AM
This article was written by Guest Writer Dogged
Thanks Dogged for a great article
 
Remember one thing this election day. That is “It’s about the economy”.

That’s right, it is. What fuels our economy is oil that gets pumped from oil wells. The democrats have, for thirty years, stopped any new drilling for oil in this country. They continue to block oil exploration to this day. Congress, which is controlled by the Democrat majority, would not even allow a vote on drilling for our own natural resource, oil. Instead, they closed congress and went on a paid 5 week vacation. After all, it’s not their problem. They aren’t paying for their own gas. They drive cars that use fuel paid for by all tax payers.  No wonder they don’t care what it costs.

They say drilling for oil is bad for the environment.  We might have an oil spill, so we can’t drill. They think we can only have a spill if we drill for oil. They think that one of the many ships transporting the oil cannot have a spill.  To that, I say Exxon Valdez.

We can’t build new nuclear power plants because there might be an accident. No new coal power plants because they’d harm the air by creating green house gasses. They say we must find new fuels for the future. For the future, fine. We all agree about what we need for the future.

But, what about right now?  The American people, and the American economy, need a manageable solution to meet their needs in the present.

They talk of Bush’s failed energy policy but have not come up with a plan that will help right now.  They talk about solutions for TEN YEARS from now.  They claim to have a plan, so where is it? Oh, they want to keep it for after the election.  In the mean time, “we the people” have to suffer. Whose side are they on, anyway? Not the everyday working American people, because if they were they would not only share their so- called plan now, they would be implementing it.

They talk of using wind (in the future) but that’s nothing new. We’ve heard that before; along with how Ted Kennedy doesn’t want a wind farm off the coast because he likes to go sailing there so he has blocked all efforts to build it. Say, American worker, when was the last time you sailed your yacht?  Or even taken your car for a joy ride to see that wonderful view that Teddy doesn’t want spoiled?

Matter of fact, what’s the last time you took a joy ride anywhere? Not too happy with the price of gas, are you?  Barack Obama has already said he is OK with us paying $5.00 a gallon for gas. He’s just not happy at how fast it rose.

Obama’s advice to all of us whose wallets are not OK with $5.00 a gallon gas? His “plan” to get us through the wonderful ten years of waiting for alternative energy? The American public should lower their thermostats in the winter and raise them in the summer.
 
Some plan, isn’t it? Tell us to do what the price of fuel already made a necessity.  Perhaps he thinks his additional hint (keep your tires properly inflated), will leave a few dollars left over for the taxes he will raise if he’s elected.

Plans that take ten years to achieve are not solutions. They’re goals. Having goals is fine.  Making the American public suffer through ten years of paying the oil producing countries whatever they demand is not.  America should never be dependant on the whims of other countries…and look at some of these countries. Some of them are known to be supporting terrorism.  Russia is flexing their new found strength from oil money.

Ten years of being at the mercy of, and paying to support, our enemies. Good plan they have there.

They say, if we drilled, it will take ten years before we see any oil and it wouldn’t drop the price at all. Yet, after George Bush said he backed drilling off our coast the price dropped twenty dollars a barrel or $0.48 a gallon.  Not bad for not having any effect at all.  Apparently, the countries who are knowledgeable about drilling for oil do not share the Democratic Congress’ view on how long it would take us to produce our own.  Interesting that they think we can do something that the Democrats tell us we can’t.

The question is why are the Democrats holding the American people hostage by not allowing the oil companies to drill for oil in our own country. They have said that they would sooner spend that money on alternate sources of energy.

News flash for the Democrats:

The government doesn’t pay for the drilling of an oil well.  The oil companies pay the government for the right to drill. They also pay to drill the well and a royalty on every gallon.

We will need alternate sources of energy. Oil will not last forever.  At some point in time, there will not be any oil. But in the mean time, let the oil companies spend their own money to drill for the oil that we need to keep our economy going and prices under control.  It’s a win-win for the government and the people. The government gets income from the oil companies that can help fund developing alternate energy sources and the average American will be more able to afford changing to alternative fuels without suffering through ten years of a wallet draining energy crunch.
 
Frank Lautenberg bragged on a campaign ad over the summer that he stopped big oil from drilling off the coast of New Jersey. Funny thing about that ad.  It only ran for a few weeks.  I guess he’s really not that proud after all. Thanks Frank, my neighbor got an oil delivery recently.  He paid over a THOUSAND DOLLARS to put only 200 gallons in his tank.  You’re going to make a lot of voters real happy with you as they sit and freeze in their cold houses.

And that’s the new reality we face as winter approaches. Gas and diesel fuel for transportation is one thing. Heating costs are another.  Americans have cut back on unnecessary driving. They’ve absorbed the increases that fuel prices have brought to everything they buy. But now they have to heat their homes for several months. People who heat their homes with oil are facing a major financial crisis.

Think about getting an oil delivery of 200 gallons or more at $4.00 a gallon.  Many people will get a delivery like that every month.  Some will need it every 2 weeks in the winter. I know of houses that use over a thousand gallons a month. What about businesses that use oil in the production of things? That’s going to do wonders for the economy. People who don’t have enough money to heat their homes do not have spare money to spend on anything else.

Thank You Very Much Democrats for your well thought out energy plans and not allowing any drilling for our own oil. So far you’ve driven up the price on almost everything that we eat, drink or use. BTW, next time you take one of those five week vacations, could you send us some postcards? Under your energy “plans”, they’ll be the closest a lot of us will get to a vacation for a long time.  

One of the ads from Barack Obama complains that we are spending 10 billion dollars a month to fight a war on terror to keep safe, so that the horrors of Sept. 11 2001 do not return to our homeland. Notice that he doesn’t complain about the import of 10,400,000 barrels per day; 1.5 to 2 billion dollars a day we send to those who sell oil to us. That’s 45 to 60 billion dollars a month to buy something we have right here in our own country. That money could be spent right here drilling and refining our own oil.


Hmmm….

10 Billion dollars a month to keep us safe…bad thing.

40 – 60 Billion dollars a month to oil producing nations with some of it ending up in the pockets of terrorists…good thing.

Yep, with that kind of logic Senator Obama would definitely be a President who promotes change. Just not the type of change that’s particularly healthy for the future of the American citizens. The oil producing nations (and some terrorists) would be very happy, though.

Although…perhaps he’s thinking of the benefits of keeping them happy. After all, since he doesn’t believe in drilling, we need them happy. Unhappy, they might stop selling us oil. What would happen if the oil producing countries stopped selling oil to us? The strategic oil reserve would only last a short time. Then what?  Perhaps we could switch quickly to running everything on Hot Air.  The Dems produce an endless supply of that.  Might as well put it to better use. So far, all it’s done is raise prices and hurt the economy.
 
The price increase has had an effect on the economies of all countries on earth. In most cases, not a good one. The only countries that are happy are those that are drilling for oil in their own countries and selling it. Even China is now drilling in the Gulf of Mexico, for what is really our oil but we can’t drill there. Our Democrat leaders won’t let us.

They block us from being energy independent.  They do not allow the oil companies to drill. But then they say it’s all Bush’s fault. More interesting Democratic logic.  Such convenient logic…just do what you want, regardless of the consequences, then blame someone else.  The fault must always lie with someone else. After all, if it didn’t, they’d have to admit to being wrong…and they’re never, ever, wrong.

They said this country needing fixing and they wanted control so they could do it.  We had a strong economy then; just 4.5 unemployment with minor inflation.  They got control. The economy tanked. Energy crisis? Not their fault. Financial crisis? Not their fault. Skyrocketing unemployment? Nope…not their fault. Always someone else’s fault. Couldn’t be them.

More convenient logic….conveniently timed, anyway:

Now, with the election fast approaching, the Democrats are saying they support drilling.  But once the voting is over, who knows? That support may reverse as quickly (and conveniently) as their support for the war.

The only thing that is certain is that, whatever happens and however the American public suffers because of it, the Democrats will assure us that it wasn’t their fault. Of course, if their candidate is elected, they won’t be pointing the finger of blame at their Democratic President. At first, it will continue to be at Bush. Later, when that gets ridiculously old, that finger will have to point elsewhere. Probably at the American taxpayer whose ever tightening wallet can not manage to provide for their families while supporting endless Democratic spending.

And, for once, they would have it right. If we vote for them and accept more of their plans and excuses that have hurt our great nation, it will be our fault.   

God Bless America.  May she go on for eons as the land of prosperity and independence. And may none of us ever have to look back on these less than bright days in her history and think that they could have been better and that they weren’t was our fault.




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Comrade Obama

Posted by Peppermint2 on Tuesday, October 14, 2008 1:35:21 AM
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Our Comrade Barack Hussein Obama, the next President of the Soviet United States of America.

See him here with his flag of choice. Or will he wear his American flag pin when it suits him all the while hiding behind the mask of being the most socialist, liberal Senator in history whose references and experiences would fit on a recipe card.  And, most of which the experience he doesn't want anyone to know or put together, his community organizer work with ACORN, training them in radical ways to get their way in the system. His being their lawyer. His defending them. His donating to them over $800,000 from his campaign fund. Never mind about working through the system like everybody else.

Already the discoveries of fraud have gone through the roof this year with 12 states having ACORN under indictment. In Ohio the secretary of state is blocking the checks on these fraudulent registration cards.  Oh, did I forget to say she is a democrat. And did I forget to say that the people who work for ACORN and other "community organizations" are telling their new registrants to vote for Obama although they claim to be bi-partisan?  This is going to be the most fraudulent election in our history. Your vote won't count because your vote will be washed out by the other numerous votes that are fraud. If you live in any of the battleground states expect fraud to be the main course for the day.  Now I'm not suggesting you don't vote. For bloody sake, get out and vote, but be aware that this could be the bloodiest time after an election since the 2000 vote.  If not bloodier.

Some facts about Obama's record:

Source: 1998 IL State Legislative National Political Awareness Test Jul 2, 1998

Voted YES on continuing federal funds for declared "sanctuary cities"

Voted NO on declaring English as the official language of the US government.

Voted YES on allowing illegal aliens to participate in Social Security.

Voted YES on giving Guest Workers a path to citizenship.

Provide funding for social services for noncitizens.Obama co-sponsored providing funding for social services for noncitizens

Rated 8% by USBC, indicating an open-border stance. Obama scores 8% by USBC on immigration issues
(U.S. Border Control, founded in 1988, is a non-profit, tax-exempt, citizen's lobby. USBC is dedicated to ending illegal immigration by securing our nation's borders and reforming our immigration policies. USBC [works with] Congressmen to stop amnesty; seal our borders against terrorism and illegal immigration; and, preserve our nation's language, culture and American way of life for future generations)

Obama states:
On Abortion:  Constitution is a living document; no strict constructionism
When we get in a tussle, we appeal to the Founding Fathers and the Constitution's ratifiers to give direction. Some, like Justice Scalia, conclude that the original understanding must be followed and if we obey this rule, democracy is respected.






Obama studies


How about all the Muslims in the world supporting him, including Hamas, Hezbollah, Iran, and any number of other terrorist organizations?  It would seem that they are smarter than we are in this country. If terrorists groups are virtually repeating democrat talking points, would that not give us all some indication exactly what this man is about?  Isreal does not want this guy to be president. They know they will no longer be able to depend on the US.  Obama favors the Palestinians. He has worked with a terrorist from the PLO who now teachers in one of Chicago's universities. How nice. Why is it that all the liberal, radical, bomb throwing leftists from the 60s are in our universities trying to radicalize and indoctrinate our children?  Our kids don't have a chance in hell of growing up to be conservatives, if they attend universities. Maybe that's why Obama is so engrossed on funding college educations for all kids. Not because they can get a better education, but because it is the last ditch effort to turn our children into radical socialists. And, how many of these kids know anything, math, history, science? Nothing, but social indoctrination where they end up in journalism and teaching in colleges to pass along these tenets. If they don't end up there, they just go about their lives blissfully voting for the most liberal candidate there is because they have been brainwashed.  My advice is don't send your kids to these colleges. Send them to Catholic or other religious colleges where they can learn right from wrong, work from freebies, freedom from socialism, ethics and morals.

How about some excepts form his books out of his own silky lying mouth,

On Principles & Values:  Biracial heritage has caused identity crisis
As I imagined myself following Malcolm X's call, one line in his book stayed me. through him, there He spoke of his wish that the white blood that ran by an act of violence, might somehow be expunged. I knew that, for Malcolm, that wish would never be incidental. I knew as well that traveling down the road to self-respect my own white blood would never recede into mere abstraction. I was left to wonder what else I would be severing if and when I left my mother at some uncharted border.
Source: Dreams from My Father, by Barack Obama, p. 80 Aug 1, 1996

On Principles & Values:  There is some hope of eventual reconciliation between races
If Malcolm X's discovery toward the end of his life, that some whites might live beside him as brothers in Islam, seemed to offer some hope of eventual reconciliation, that hope appeared in a distant future, in a far-off land. In the meantime, I looked to see where the people would come from who were willing to work toward this future and populate this new world.
Source: Dreams from My Father, by Barack Obama, p. 80 Aug 1, 1996

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From Dreams of My Father:'I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of 12 or 13, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites.'

From Dreams of My Father : 'I found a solace in nursing a pervasive sense of grievance and animosity against my mother's race.'


 From Dreams of My Father: 'It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names.'


From Audacity of Hope:'I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.'




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The Fire Has Been Lit

Posted by Peppermint2 on Thursday, October 09, 2008 3:55:54 PM
McCain finally named names in Wisconsin today during a rally, on just who it was that caused this mortgage crisis.

A man in the crowd got up and said he was livid, not with the economy, but with the people in congress who caused this mortgage failure and he asked McCain if he was going to stand with the people and start naming names.  He said he did not want these socialists, including Obama take over our country.

McCain answered yes, he would stand with the people and the democrats were the real culprits behind the mortgage problem defending FannyMae even though the problem had been brought before congress at least a half dozen times.

He stated that he and others tried to pass bills to get this FannyMae problem fixed up, but the democrats blocked every effort lying that FannyMae was in good shape.

He named names, Barney Franks, Chris Dodd, and Obama as being active participants in this debacle and causing the economy to tank with all the sub prime mortgages they were forcing on banks.

This is good news folks, and let's climb out of the doldrums. Other Americans know who caused this problem. They are angry. And McCain is finally going to throw out the punches.

This man who stood up also said he wanted to see these people, the dems prosecuted for causing all the problems the American people are facing now.

So let's hope and pray that McCain keeps it up and sends his pit bull with lipstick Palin out to do the same.

McCain is also calling for a complete investigation of ACORN.

Also it was reported by people calling into Rush's show that Obama's rallies are getting fewer people but the MSM is keeping that undercover.
Meanwhile, McCain's rallies are getting bigger and the MSM is playing that down.

This is all a ruse to keep us thinking the election is lost to Obama. Let's not buy into it and let the MSM pick our president. It is all rigged and I'm sure the polls are rigged also.

There is still hope and other Americans are seeing through the democrats and their crimes.

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