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Archive for the month “December, 2014”


Hey folks, all who read and follow this blog, you know that I served and maybe that explains why my patriotism is so strong.  As mentioned previously, I get a “tear in my eye” when “OLD GLORY” marches past in a parade or when the “National Anthem” is played.  Some, I know, call me foolish; but, not out loud in public as I would most likely “go off on them like a rocket”.  After you have served this great nation, there is just this feeling of pride that wells up deep down inside that really can’t be put into words.  It is very similar to the feeling of pride that jumps forth with being a “native son of the great state of TEXAS”.  People have asked me where that comes from and I have never been able to explain it, other than to tell them, “it is what it is”.  Please do not confuse this with the stupid statement made by President Clinton during questioning of the mess he got HIMSELF into of “it is according to what the definition of the word is, is”.  Enough of foolishness about politics as I want this to be about the “love and respect” that is deserved by those who choose and chose to serve and protect us.  They are the members of all of our “ARMED SERVICES”.  Without their dedication to their duty, we, “the people,” would not enjoy all the freedoms this county offers.  Folks, these freedoms are not enjoyed in other countries nor or the opportunities to prosper. Again, let me scream from the top of every mountain that this freedom is not free as it has been paid for in “BLOOD”.  Stand and thank all that serve now and have served in the past for your freedom.  Please stop this entitlement thought and get back to understanding where and why “we are a free people”.

I think this “Christmas Poem” says it better than anything I could put down on paper; so, I hope you enjoy and that it stirs up your emotions and makes you stop and “THANK GOD” for all the great men and women who allow us this thing called “FREEDOM”.  After all, it only makes “COMMON SENSE” to thank those who serve and the “ONE” who stands with them on every “post”.

A Different Christmas Poem – Author Unknown

> The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
> I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
> My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
> My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
> Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
> Transforming the yard to a winter delight. 

> The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
> Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
> My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
> Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
> In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
> So slumbered I, perhaps I started to dream.

> The sound wasn’t loud, and it wasn’t too near,
> But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
> Perhaps just a cough, I didn’t quite know, 
> Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
> My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
> And I crept to the door just to see who was near.

> Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
> A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
> A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
> Perhaps a Trooper, huddled here in the cold.
> Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
> Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

> “What are you doing?” I asked without fear,
> “Come in this moment. It’s freezing out here!
> Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
> You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!”
> For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
> Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.

> To the window that danced with a warm fire’s light
> Then he sighed and he said, “It’s really all right,
> I’m out here by choice. I’m here every night.”
> “It’s my duty to stand at the front of the line,
> That separates you from the darkest of times.

> No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
> I’m proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
> My Gramps died in Europe on a day in December,”
> Then he said,
> “That’s a Christmas ‘Gram always remembers.”
> I’ve not seen my own son in more than a while,
> But my wife sends me pictures. He’s sure got her smile.

> Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
> The red, white, and Blue American Flag.
> I can live through the cold and the being alone,
> Away from my family, my house and my home.
> I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
> I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
> I can carry the weight of killing another,
> Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.
> Who stand at the front against any and all,
> To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.”

> “So go back inside,” he said, “harbor no fright,
> Your family is waiting and I’ll be all right.”
> “But isn’t there something I can do, at the least,
> “Give you money,” I asked, “or prepare you a feast?
> It seems all too little for all that you’ve done,
> For being away from your wife and your son.”
> Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
> “Just tell us you love us, and never forget. 

> To fight for our rights back at home while we’re gone,
> To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
> For when we come home, either standing or dead,
> To know you remember we fought and we bled.
> Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
> That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.”

This is shorter than most posts on this blog, but is no less important.  Please take the time to thank each and every “soldier” you happen to see during this time of year; because, it is because of them that we can celebrate the birth of our “LORD and SAVIOR”. Remember, that every time a bell rings an “ANGEL” gets its wings. So, let the bell ring all over this great country of ours.  “GOD BLESS AMERICA” the country I love and “forever may she stand”.


HANDS UP, DON’T SHOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hey, now there is a slogan that every person in the country can use.  If and when I decide to commit a crime and the law shows up, I think I will use it.  Maybe, just maybe, I’ll not use it after all because it might insult the officer.  Maybe, just maybe, I’ll not commit any crimes and I will not have to worry about it at all.  Now, if I, who am not a rocket scientist, can come up with such a thought, surely all these young black men, thugs/gangstas, presented as “choir boys” should be able to figure this out also.  These fools have never, nor have their parent, notice it is singular, ever figured it out.  This is explained slightly more by the photo to follow.

When or how are we to ever explain the concept of getting married before having children, getting educated, getting spiritually nourished, getting a job and working hard and in general, “keeping your nose clean” and how it benefits all people?   Sure sounds nerdy when compared to the gangsta rap which most of the black community kneel to and worship.  The new generation of “blacks” are very liberal and it has not served them well.  The “black” community of years past knew the value of the “work ethic”, spiritual guidance and FAMILY values.  This generation of “young blacks” have been corrupted by the liberal movement and by the drug culture.  They have not realized that the “DNC” is the new “slave master” and they are just puppets being manipulated by the masters.  They have not taken full advantage of emancipation; but, simply traded or moved from one plantation to another.  Their ancestors worked the “cotton plantations” to just get by and this generation has or is working the “welfare system” to just survive.  Check this out now, watch this really close, I am going to give you “thugs” the secret to survive well and prosper. “READ THE FIRST SENTENCE OF THIS PARAGRAPH OVER AND OVER AT LEAST ONE HUNDRED TIMES OR UNTIL IT TRULY SINKS INTO YOUR THICK HEAD”!!!!!!!!!!! I may be over simplifying or asking to much of them because most will think “paragraph” is the way old “blacks” listened to “gangsta rap” in the “old days”. (CLUE, not phonograph) Here I go again using those big “college words”. I know this is harsh, but everyone loves a little comedy. This just all makes “COMMON SENSE”.

Now, to prove my point about education and “COMMON SENSE”, hopefully, the following photo will open your eyes.  It demonstrates the “blacks” starting point in this whole discussion.  If we are that far apart or we have to start our “sales pitch” there, we will never find “COMMON SENSE GROUND” so to speak.  If this does not explain it all without me defining it for you, then the problem is much worse than I thought.  If you do not comprehend the picture or the thought that went into the sign, then please rush to find someone with “COMMON SENSE” to explain it to you.  Please do not call or e-mail me to help you because if you do not understand this photo then you are “way too much of a dumb ass for me to even try to explain it to you”.  Thanks, but “no thanks”!!!!!

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P.S.  Not all “blacks” are to be painted with this brush.  Many such as Ben Carson, Herman Cain, Allan West, Alan Keyes, Thomas Sowell or Condoleezza Rice are all great Americans.  All should be thought of as “HEROS” in the black community.


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