There is no way any person in Congress can have a clear conscience over voting into law, anything they have not signed their name to, and have thoroughly read.

No bill should pass that is over ten pages. It is unnecessary and as intended to hide theft, special treatment, and other mischief situations.

No one should be allowed to work on anything they do not sign. We need to see where this junk comes from and hold the stupidity in check.

What say ye? Ten page limit, and no unsigned vote.

Many of us get disgusted betimes, by congressional members, both House and Senate, who everybody hates except those who voted them into office. Those voters-into-office love them because they always seem to sneak bills into reality by attatching them to other bills that cannot be delayed.

And the pork rolls downhill.

But to the point, pass a law that makes anyone who has spent twelve years in congress, in either house, has to be voted back in by voters from every state. In other words, all the other states, who have suffered from the bad taste in voters of one state, who saddle us with liars and thieves, now would have to pass elections nationwide. That way, no one state can hold the other 49 states hostage to a totally immoral or mean-mouthed hypocrite just because that state likes to hold the power over everyone else. I think it is way pas ttime to correct this totally foolish situation.

What say ye?

How to stop both parties from leaving an open border, to try to make voters out of illegals who will be given amnesty?

Pass a law against giving illegals voting privilege after amnesty.

It would state simply and succinctly, if you are here illegally, you can never vote, even if given amnesty and attaining Citizenship.

Citizenship attained by illegal activity should never include voting, or any of a myriad of other rights and privileges.

And both parties will vie to see how fast they can close the border and defend it against terrorism.
What say ye?

We were sent the eleventh - That was O'Bama

You're sure 'bout thet?

WHATEVER HAPPENED

Whatever happened to the old lady who lived on the corner?
Upon a time she was grand, and elegant, and beatiful.
Something happened to rob us of her presence.

Whatever happened to the old man across the way?
upon a time he was proud, stalwart, and eloquent.
Something took him from our presence.

Whatever happened to the child of their love?
The child that was to be their reason for being.
Something got in the way of childhood's dream.

Whatever happened to the house in which they once lived?
Now Gone. "Developed" out of sight and out of mind.
'Tis now a parking lot for impounded cars.

Is there none to mourn her lovely smile, her laugh, her tears of joy?
Is there none to query his wisdom's solutions to problems of life?
Is there none to put the child's toys away?

Is there none to say "I miss them so?"
And what will be your end my cogitating friend?
Will someone one day say "Whatever happened..." to YOU?

Mayhap it is surpassed by their ability to be overwhelmed by odor?

Why would I want to offend any liberals? Besides which I did not understand shooting a liberal was an offense;)

And that's just the 1st 80 years

Thanks! I can use all the help I can get!

I was trying to find a doctor to help me with my problem. I was told to make an appointment. I asked what is his name. I was told to make an appointment. I asked for the address to which I am to go for the appointment. I was told to make an appointment.

I decided to call an attorney to help me get an appointment with a Doctor who has a name. I was told to make an appointment.

So I went to God in prayer, and asked Him, "where are all the Doctors who live to make house calls?" - He said "You aborted them."

So I asked "Where are all the secretaries, who used to live to make appointments?" He said "You aborted them."

So I asked "Where are all the Attorneys who live to help people who need legal mediation?" He said "You aborted them."

I began to get a bad feeling about this conversation. I then pleaded my case, "But Lord, I never aborted anyone. I am not a doctor. Besides, I raised three of my own, and I love babies. I did not abort any of them. Why do you accuse me of such?"

He said, "When it came time to vote on the issue, you stayed home. when it came time to appeal to a higher court, you had to work overtime to pay for a vacation you were pursuing. When it came time for the issue to be decided at the highest Court in the land, you remained ignorant and uncaring as long as it did not involve anyone you knew."

I pleaded my case yet again. "But Sir, I did vote, but there were some huge people who threatened to make me sorry if I stayed at the voting precinct long enough to cast a ballot." He said "I sent my angel to protect you from their machinations, but you did not have faith in me."

I pleaded that I was almost alone, or at least did not know anyone who agreed with me. He said "How would you know? You never tried to find out."

I was beginning to wonder where this was going. Once more into the exercise in futility- "Sir, why don't you just strike dead, those responsible for allowing this to happen?"

That's when I learned to be careful what you ask for in prayer.





My funeral will be tommorrow at eleven.

The (gag!) Court of Supremes? I thought the "Supremes" were a musical group. They shoulda stayed with what they knew best.

Anyway, I considered their "findings" and discovered they did not "Find" anything remotely like what they published; it was made up out of whole cloth, to aid their political cronies who needed to be able to lie in order to succeed in their political ass-pirations.

I went back to my early years and interviewed some pretty knowledgeable folks, who told me that many of the signers of the constitution, the declaration of Independence, and the bill of rights, later were killed ,or did the killing, of those who said things that were not true. It was legal, it was known in the vernacular as "Dueling" (It was known in the jugular as "ouch") and death settled all arguments.

Some well known political fellows were killed for what theys aid. This is how I know the constitution writers had no such "Intent" as those "Supremes" cited, when they said political speech is protected by the "intent" of the framers of the constitution.

I think we need to go back to fencing, when some politician tells a lie. It is easy to tell, because his lips make his eyes dodge, when they move.

As for fencing, to correct the statements of liars in politics, it works this way - You herd them all into the closest pasture, and build a BIG!!! fence around them. Just remember to leave out the gate. We do not want them to get out to do their mischief again.

All in favour of "fencing" and "dueling" to reclaim our government, vote with me in the next campaign.

I remember clearly, just like it was yestercentury, I was sucking my thumb, anxiously awaiting ejection into the world of "the big ones" when my whole world turned inside out, in a process I later learned is called "Birth."

What a trip! I can still remember it and know why it is not wasted on the elderly. Do you have any idea whatsoever, as to why anyone would like to be born on a cold day in December? In Minnesota? In the "go to sleep" hours of the night?

Neither do I. That is why I was born in the middle of summer, (well, nearly summer at least) on an army base in Louisiana. WoW!

Do you want to know what a mosquito looks like? Neither do I.

Do you want to know what a sauna feels like? Now you know why I left Louisiana.

I was kicked out of school on my first day, in Denver Colorado, but when I tried the same tactic in Marine boot camp, they would not kick me out. Guess I showed them.

I am a Christian, but not a believer in "Churchanity." I disagree with everybody including myself about many things. It kinda becomes confusing betimes, but I just muddle on until everything becomes clear. I don't have a clue as to what in the world is wrong with everybody.

I know what's wrong with me. I was floating there minding my own business, sucking my thumb, when you won't believe what happened. I remember clearly, just like it was yestercentury, I was sucking my thumb, anxiously awaiting ejection into the world of "the big ones" when my whole world turned inside out, in a process I later learned is called "Birth."

What a trip! I can still remember it and know why it is not wasted on the elderly. Do you have any idea whatsoever, as to why anyo...