I Swear

 

  The above title says it all. In fact, this story can end right now, but if you’re bored or curious, please read on.

My favorite soap as a kid was Ivory. This bar soap clearly out-beat Dial, Zest, and A&P’s generic brand of 60-years past.

In fact, the real reason I preferred Ivory was not because it floated in the tub unlike other soap brands; it was largely because Ivory wasn’t flavored with bouquets of scents and additives, adorned only to make little impish kids like me both cringe and cry.

You see, I wasn’t especially persnickety about how clean this tool to sanitary ends worked. I was, however, the recipient of an occasional mouth-washing for letting loose with a vile canard, or two.

Since I was only 8-years old at that time, I was not old enough to drive, enlist in the military, or smoke cigarettes, my Mother felt I was much too young to curse just like my Dad. Being a factory worker surrounded by other factory workers, Dad was “seasoned” when it came to verbal expressions during occasional times of stress.

Not being well-versed in the fine art of swearing, I grew up carefully watching and mimicking Dad using tools to measure, cut, shape, nail, and otherwise build really neat and functional stuff for our house. Those special times are what we currently refer to as “grooming,” or “formative years.”

Dad did lots of building and fixing. As such, I did lots of learning the English language. Betwixt and between learning the fine art of effectively using a tape measure, hammer, pliers, plus a broom and dustpan, I was able to exponentially expand my vocabulary. That’s because every now and then a word with which I was unfamiliar would squirt out of his mouth and directly into my little ears.

So, when I would proudly help Dad finish some of his sentences, Mom would dash into the bathroom, promptly returning with the Ivory.

Swinging a hammer to drive a brad into nicely manicured trim moulding, the sharp finish nail would split the board, thereby damaging and essentially, ruining the wood. “Son of a…” my Dad began the sentence. Such is where I expected was my turn to summarily finish this emotional pressure relief.

Alas, it wasn’t.

This exercise in life was very confusing for me since I was instructed to help my Father, which I did. And thus progressed my carpentry experience. Fortunately, it didn’t take long to associate certain words with a soap-in-the-mouth snack.

But it was with interest that I watched politicians, union representatives, teachers, federal guvment workers, as well as other useless mouth-breathers, all of whom feel they have a bone to pick with President Trump, easily found television cameras just a few weeks ago.

Lined up as if awaiting to receive a free drink, these whiners were delighted to climb up the featured podium to use expletives directed at both President Donald Trump and DOGE creator, Elon Musk.

Easily identified as ‘rank amateurs’ in the cussing arena, many of these wannabe bad boys and bad girls gave it their best in the form of S-words, A-words, D-words, in addition to the mother-of-all swear words, the F-word, all to wild cheering. The worst part? It was all unnecessary and they appeared weak in their deliveries.

Eventually I learned to keep my mouth shut when in polite company – something all the aforementioned amateurs should take under advisement. Of course, they won’t. Of course, because they are smarter than you and me.

Take some solid advice from a seasoned veteran: If you need to swear, do so quietly; if you do swear, fully expect your mother to wash your mouth out with soap.

There you have it. By the way, I haven’t bought Ivory soap in my entire life, although it’s my favorite.

Random Thoughts Fifteen

 

Here’s yet another iteration of thoughts that mysteriously arrive in my brain and need escaping. Please enjoy this list until next week. And thanks for reading!

• Why are taxpayers upset over President Trump and Elon Musk saving Americans’ money?

• Speaking of which, good riddance for the extermination of the Department of Education

• I’m ready for Spring

• If deer are going to continue to challenge me for my apple tree and fig bush crops, I’ll simply eat venison

• Democrats have proven themselves liars and liars. Did I mention they lie?

• It seems as though Bernie Sanders, AOC, and Jasmine Crockett have become the NEW Three Stooges

• So, with all the EV/Tesla vandalism it appears as though the environment IS NOT in peril

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  Where is Representative-Weasel Gus Bilirakis hiding since the January 6^th prisoners have been released?

• I heard Joe Biden has offered to help the Democrat Party find its direction with lost voters. Oh, boy!

• Can today’s protesting college pukes even define a Nazi?

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  Why is it so important for small children to change their sexes?

• Do people realize our tax dollars are paying for the anti-Semitic protests?

• Mel Gibson’s 2^nd Amendment rights were restored under objection from the DOJ, while the DOJ ensures MS-13 street thugs’ rights are protected. How stupid is that?

• So, Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth is incompetent. Which generals gave him all his awards throughout the years? Shouldn’t those officials be ousted from the military?

• I can honestly say I don’t miss KJP. She never answered a question anyway

• Now that there’s no more glitz and glamour, I wonder if Dr. Jill is still married to Mr. Biden

• Why can’t women parallel park?

• Is Red #3 dye still the most dangerous chemical on the planet?

• Has anyone ever heard of fentanyl?

• It seems as though 99.99999% of Canadians mispronounce, "about.” FYI

• Speaking of communists, Canada should be rightfully purchased – or invaded – by Russia. They appear to love an overly restrictive society. Just like Putin does

• How tight is Chuck Schumer’s butt right about now?

• What ever happened to Obama’s Affordable Care Act? I thought that was supposed to provide “FREE” medical care to anyone unable to pay for health insurance, not Medicaid

• Captain’s Cove really isn’t as safe and elite as they claim

• NASCAR apparently has too many viewers, hence the constant broadcast channel variation on a weekly basis. That’s a terrific way to rid yourselves from fans

• Let me see if I have this right...President Trump’s tax cuts benefit only the wealthy, but Democrat tax increases are help everyone? This is more brainwashing BS

• Sworn federal judges are desperately trying to keep illegal alien criminals in the United States. Why? Use your own imagination

• How are any Illegal aliens paying taxes without getting a Social Security number? It’s illegal to work without paying taxes...another law broken by invaders to our nation

• Getting my shower to be able to actually rinse off the soap is worthy of praise to President Trump. Thank you!

• Why are people burning Teslas? Just like everything else the Democrats do, this is imbecilic.

• I’ve noticed that every pop music song sounds a though it was performed by the same whiny, screeching woman

• Further, nearly every Country/Western song is like a clone of the last one

• I hope Tim Walz, Kommie La’s vice-presidential running mate, takes a run for president in 2028. Please, please, please!!!

• “Gulf of America” has a nice ring to it

• Which is better: fresh ice or glacier ice?

• Too bad Volkswagen is only making the new bus in an electric version

• How is giving more money to schools going to help kids read and write better? Is don’t see the connection

• Is it time for a dry vodka martini?

Thanks for stopping by and I hope you read each week.

Robin Hood Redux

  With tales beginning in 13^th century England, folklore spread about a man known as Robin Hood.

This fantastical story that was especially endearing to youngsters whose imaginations were running wild with seemingly endless, noble possibilities.

As long as I can remember, societal classes existed that drew delineations between “the haves,” and “have nots.” This mysterious invisible line divided British citizens who were not much different from citizen world-wide today.

The way I recall the narrative of Robin Hood, he may have been a blue-blood, or fought in the Crusades, after which time he returned to England only to discover local lands had been confiscated by the Sheriff of Nottingham. This injustice laid the groundwork for our lead character’s adventures – real or fictitious.

According to legend, Robin Hood used special skills to exact revenge on The Sheriff in order to return loot and properties stolen from the underclass. In other words, taking from the rich to give to the poor.

Nonetheless, Mr. Hood’s escapades have been told and retold for centuries to tickle the imagery of countless people searching for honesty, justice, and a sense of law and order.

This destination to literary delight can be found in books, movies, television shows, plus story telling times in schools worldwide. Robin Hood seems to be not only a master swordsman, but also a skilled archer, only lending to the continued titillation that has endured for hundreds of years.

Enter 2025, along with a new president, a talented group of private sector volunteers, more united Congress and Senate majorities, as well as a robust backing by the electorate, and you find yourself in a whirlwind of perplexity searching for sanity.

It seems as though the United States federal guvment has been running out-of-control for decades with little in the way of checks and balances. Cleverly hidden behind a cover of humanitarian aid plus sexual freedom, these “gifts” of America’s generosity have been literally breaking Uncle Sam’s bank.

Finding ourselves $35 Trillion in debt, the interest thereupon is currently an astonishing $1,000,000,000,000 per month. If this represented my household I’d have a come-to-Jesus meeting with the entire family. We’d discuss seriously cutting back on buying and spending for frivolous things, until our household budget descended from the stratosphere.

But the guvment being the guvment, run almost exclusively by non-private sector mental giants, are totally unfamiliar with the concept of ‘turning a profit.’

For the benefit of politicians and career guvment employees, the words ‘turning a profit’ mean that money and efforts are invested into the business in order to reap a profit. The larger the profit, the more money is returned to the business toward the goal of making money, or even hiring new, more capable personnel.

It’s actually pretty simple. But viewed from the guvment prospective, any and all money spent comes from a bottomless wallet, one that has no consequences to failing to return a profit. In fact, the formulae for guvment is there should be NO PROFIT on monies spent. Otherwise, the issue/problem is solved thereby necessitating an end to the project in question.

Pretty neat scam, eh?

For example, for more than a half-century, I recall growing up watching telethons on television for various medical causes. Begging non-stop for several days, performers, celebrities, sports figures, as well as business folk would make pleas amid tearful prerecorded videos of people in wheel chairs, or on crutches, tugging on the audience’s heart strings.

Each year the income tally would be met and then some, continuously raising the bar to acquire monies to “find a cure,” for the telethon’s theme. And although each plea was sincere, the money garnered up to that point were simply not enough. Perhaps this year we could reach the elusive finish line.

Alas, it was not to be. Still, we, as a compassionate society would try our collective best to eradicate whatever malady was topical. So it was with interest that I was confounded by the lies Leftists and Commie Democrats have recently been peddling to the nation.

With the advent of the new Trump administration, an equally new department was established to determine if and where any cuts could be made in order to save taxpayer dollars from being frittered away without consequence.

President Trump and DOGE's Elon Musk

The Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE) was created out of whole cloth to search for inane waste and duplicated efforts. Hitting the ground running, with Elon Musk at the helm for only 130-days as a “special government employee,” along with his team, found billions upon billions of dollars misspent beyond imagination.

Around every turn, rabble rousers, began popping up to claim they were illegally dismissed or being scrutinized for simply massaging Trump’s and Musk’s egos. Of course, the rest of the story is that those lies were contrived by people who hadn’t seen the inside of their offices since the COVID-19 debacle ended in 2022. In other words, if they were not in their offices, they were getting paid for nothing.

But is was the smoke and mirrors at the Department of Health and Human Services (HHS) that caught my attention. Those scientists and doctors and researchers have been hard at work since its 1953 inception to find cures for those same telethons who have been collecting bales of cash for research.

And here’s the rub: If and when a cure is discovered for an illness, the formula is given to pharmaceutical companies so that is may be tested, reproduced, distributed, and sold at a profit. So, exactly how does that free formula get any money back to the U.S. Treasury? Besides, where did all that telethon cash go?

I’m not implying anything illegal is going on here. I am asking for an accounting for the tax money demanded and coerced by the Internal Revenue Service.

You see, those scientists and doctors and researchers have been on the payroll for years.

Likewise, the Social Security Administration (SSA) has been found to be in a pathetic state of disarray. SS recipients aged 105 to 153-years of age have been getting regular monthly checks; of course most of those funds are the result of fraud.

These are just a few examples of the new Trump administration weeding out the offensive, legal theft of hard earned cash from unsuspecting taxpayers. Yet, when confronted with the illicit funneling of those monies by fraudsters and common thieves, those same fraudsters and thieves blame Trump for his overreaching, allegedly punishing innocent workers. That’s another lie.

Which brings us full circle to Robin Hood. Whether real or fictitious, Mr. Hood and stories about his adventures may be the unvarnished truth or merely an amusing narration to fit an agenda about theft disguised as guvment overreach.

Complicit politicians are usually the quickest to spend your money to feed their icky political hunger pangs, and the last to back down lest people realize the ever-important solution in bill form was actually a useless grift.

Now is an excellent time to end guvment confidence games at the expense of honest, unsuspecting taxpayers. And enough with the lies.