Chock Full o’Baloney

Americans are chock full o’ facts, albeit wrong.

Not all information spouted by self-anointed experts is wrong; it is just overly massaged to fit their agendas.

When I was in school, back when we were taught things such as history, English, mathematics, and geography, we also learned science.

Science is the study of varying disciplines regarding the mechanics of life itself.  Chemistry, biology, and physics, are the top three basic sciences that every child should learn, but don’t.

Since the 1970’s “kinda scientists” began to mismanage science lab work.  Guys and gals who could get the attention of politicians discovered outlandish claims regarding science could actually garner taxpayer-funded grants that appealed to the weak minded and non-thinkers.

For instance, for decades, people have been misusing or misunderstanding data as fact.

Too many times I’ve heard the fact: “Most automobile accidents occur within 25-miles from home.”

This statement is used to demonstrate how dangerous it is to drive in cities, where the majority of people reside.

While true, it is not an accurate depiction of road danger.

Most city folk don’t need to drive more than a handful of miles to shop, go to school, or work.  And in the city, it is rare to travel more than a few miles to go anywhere.

Of course most accidents will occur nearby home given those proximities.  On the other hand, rural people must travel upwards of 12-miles to buy gasoline and foodstuffs, making their travel in excess of 25-miles, daily.

Official News Filter

Since there are far more people in the city areas than rural portions of America, the statistics are slanted to make a point.

And now the media are playing fast and loose with the truth to make a point rather than simply report news.

Anarchists who protest with violence are being cheered as protectors of the First Amendment, while protesters on the Right are being fingered as dangerous radicals.

And because of the stupid citizens being produced from today’s schools, this misinformation is being sold as the hard truth.

Most graduated high schoolers can’t provide a definition of Socialism, something the Left desperately want.

Information consumers need to decipher the words they are being fed.

Reader, beware.

Time for an Education

Always attempting to be timely, EasternShoreFishAndGame.com is here to serve.

Today we are beginning with an ever-popular quiz.

Q:  What occupation earns a low salary of $450,000?

Q:  What occupation pays a median salary of $1,900,000?

Q:  What occupation has its highest earner binging in $37,000,000?

These annual incomes are meager, to be sure.  I’ll wager living off of nearly two-million dollars a year is tough, since listening to these employees would demonstrate most of the cannot even speak English.

Even the lowest salary of nearly half-million bucks should be able to push these guys to the front of the welfare line they have the audacity to complain about how bad their lives are.  Boo hoo.

If you haven’t already guessed, these are the obscene salaries of the National Football League whiners.

Yes, these are the clowns whose skills do not include life saving, financial planning, or even reading.  Their claim to fame is that they are largely over-sized, ill-educated, and arrogant – a bad combination, so say the least.

For several years now, these narcissistic douchebags have been giving Americans the middle finger.  Not realizing they are biting the proverbial hand that feeds them (likely because of their weak mental capacity,) their normal fans are switching the television off when the NFL is playing.

The answer to why the average Joe is turning to yard work instead of watching these poor examples of athleticism is because that offensive middle finger is in the form of kneeling during the playing of the National Anthem.

The National Anthem is played before each and every sporting event to pay respect to the flag and all Americans who have given their precious lives to allow these non-Mensa members the right to reside in this great country.

Rather than display honor and reverence, this self-aggrandizing bunch of losers are taking this solemn two minutes to proverbially spit upon the nation and its inhabitants. Some misperceived ideas to justify this offensive behavior is that they are victims of racism, their criminal cohorts are being killed in inordinate numbers by the racist police, they didn’t receive a quality education, and they dislike Nazis, are among other stupid, lame reasons.

All of last season this display of fake nerve had been both cheered and jeered.  The cheering crowds are the equally simple minded who feel sixty-years of integration isn’t enough, while the jeerers are those whose actually love this country over showmanship.

While it’s only pre-season, the NFL minstrels are at it once again, with the team owners and League Commissioner all hand-wringing in a circle.

They so badly want their TV audience back, but they also want to appear as though they side with their bad boy employees. 

Here’s a thought: Maybe, just maybe, all those No Fun League players – and there are 1,696 of them – who really want to effect change, would pony-up a couple of hundred thousand bucks for this poor excuse of phony care, during the off-season.  No, they would rather moon their fans and make this hot mess the problem of their fans; it's not.

Anyone too cowardly to stand up to the NFLers gets what he or she deserves.

The high-priced nabobs were given everything except an education about America, Americans, and sacrifices associated therewith.

It seems as though it’s time these slackers got real jobs and learned how to get along in the workplace, much as the rest of us did for a lot less money.

Use that knee to clean toilets and scrape gum off the floor, you whiners.  That and a minimum wage ought to humble you.

Dreadful and Such

A conundrum, for all you Canadians, is not a percussion instrument used in Latin music.  Rather, a conundrum is a confusing and difficult problem or question.

For several years now, the media has been spinning tales bordering on humorous “facts” and blatant lies.  This mash-up could be referred to a conglomeration betwixt The New York Times and CNN.

The result is sort of a goat-baby hybrid – not unlike Whoopie Goldberg – that crosses the line of too hideous to look at, but not too hideous to look away.

Before long, this wild fusion of false information and fake news takes on a life of its own with no apparent way to snuff the life out of it to preclude further breeding.

For example, the current wails are coming from self-righteous liberals, and doting followers, carrying signs and bullhorns calling for the immediate release of illegal aliens and their progeny.

Upon arrival at an official point-of-entry, migrants complete forms and associated paperwork that aids in the process of becoming American citizens.  Those people that arrive at non-official gaps in the Mexican-American border are sometimes captured by federal authorities.

Immigration and Customs Enforcement, abbreviated ICE, are some of those charged with this protection of our proverbial front door.

People arriving with small children are separated from those children for the protection of the kids to ensure the illegal entrants are not human smugglers, by ICE Agents.  Verification of both the alleged parents and accompanying children is a must for the safety of those youngsters-in-question.  Liberals insist more families come into the United States without question.

It’s all pretty simple, actually.  Except the Left insists the possible smugglers remain with the children they illegally brought in through this American home invasion.  No Democrat can succinctly explain why, they simply say no one should be separated from their children.  Simply put, America is much too appalling in which to live.

And soon upon us will be National Professional Whiners, also known as the NFL, who seem to believe they have any credibility.  They don’t.

A poor example of a quarterback, Colin Kaepernack, knelt down during the National Anthem ceremony before a game, a few years back.

Most of the other brain trust of the NFL thought that was a great idea, and within a few weeks they followed suit.  Soon there were too many football clowns to make sense of the issue.

Some kneelers claimed they were kneeling to protest police brutality, some were protesting racism, one was even protesting Nazis.  No lie.

America, according to this group of stupid malcontents, is too dreadful in which to live.  Yet, they do, with their exorbitant salaries, exotics cars, and equally stupid trophy wives.

And the president, Donald Trump, is – well, you fill-in-the-blank.  Racist, homophobe, misogynist, bigot, stupid, racist, racist, and all around bad guy, must be impeached, then forced to listen to Joy Bahar tapes!

Once again we are told America is terrible, quickly approaching the point-of-no-return.  All this blather is squarely blamed upon President Donald Trump and anyone who voted for him.  We are witnessing the opening scene of The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, according to the weak-minded Democrats.

Less-than-legal border crossing

Yet after all this horror and mayhem being thrust upon citizens and non-citizens and illegal aliens alike, they insist on staying in the greatest country on the planet, the United States of America.

My conundrum is why would anyone with such dismay and hate of a country and its citizens want more people to come here, and why would so many insist on remaining here just to kneel?

If things are that bad, please leave.  I like life here, and I’m tired of conundrums.

Bye.

Fool Me Twice

Neighbors packing to skip out on their rent woke me with annoying noise at 4:00 AM.  After tossing about the bed for fifteen minutes, or so, Smokey and I got up to begin the day.

To drown out the snoring from my still-sleeping sainted wife, I switched on the television.

World news berating President Trump for inching closer to world peace forced me to surf through the remaining 914 satellite channels desperately searching for something to watch.  Pickin’s were slim.

Eventually, after developing a callous on my channel button thumb, I discovered I received something called Animal Planet, aka.: APL.

APL is critter-oriented with shows about everything from gerbils to whatever eats them and what eats the eaters.

The show had already begun when I came upon a guy with a British accent in search of the elusive “gbanai.”

According to repeated recaps, a gbanai is a seldom seen aquatic creature that lives on the land, floats on the water, has lots of teeth, and eats well.  This expedition was being conducted in a location I missed because of my thumb cramp causing me to miss the opening information.  Evidently, this gbanai thing is a living dinosaur.  Wow!

This British fellow was making his way down some sort of river that closely resembled a cesspool – chocolate colored water with debris that could have popped out of a garbage disposal.  He was seated in an inflatable rubber raft.

The description of this gbanai called to mind a crocodile, but I’m certain the drama level would be far less if a spade was actually called a spade.

This guy and his entourage stopped to spend the night on land with a witness who had seen this gbanai thing on several different occasions.  In pretty good English, this jungle dweller explained they needed to travel another hour down-river to reach the infamous gbanai home turf.

At the crack of dawn, the crew was making their way through swirling dirty eddies in primitive canoes and that previously-mentioned pool toy.  Of course, one of the canoes sprung a leak, sinking the already questionable vessel along with some cameras and cheez crackers.

This river parade continued in the name of science.

In between the four-minute portions of the show were interlaced countless five-minute commercials for the SPCA, trying to guilt viewers into submitting only $20 per month to save starving, mistreated animals.

Realizing this show could have been run in roughly a third of the time, I began thinking about the reality of this reality program.

Since I am a news junkie, I catch copious amounts of information on pretty much everything, including royal weddings and cashew farm watering regulations.

Maybe a gbanai?  Maybe not.

In all my years I have never heard of the discovery of a gbanai, or any dinosaur, by a British man, in some third-world country.  I’m certain even the New York Times couldn’t suppress that news.

It was an epiphany that I had been duped into wasting all this time watching and waiting for a bunch of hapless river hunters look for a crocodile.

I switched it off promising myself to never watch another one of these half-baked sensational shows.

You’ll need to excuse me because now I’m looking for an educational program on bigfoot.