Political correctness didn't exist then. It does now. No one would dare to limit your freedom of religion, speech, right to own a gun, etc... then, now you have to not offend, acquire a license to do nails, cut hair, or drive a taxi to be allowed to make a living, even drive your own car on streets we paid for and you can't ride a horse down the street unless it wears a diaper or you have a permit. Government rules, not the people. I hope the pendulum is swinging back now. Because I will not conform to groupthink or surrender my God-given rights.

The only standards I had to have when I joined the Air Force was to pass the aptitude test, a clean police record, pass a physical, and that was all. Of course, that was added to later with the fat boy program, run a mile and a half each year under 15 minutes and a few other things that were no big deal at 20 but get harder as you near retirement. I barely made it after getting married and flying a desk for ten years. My first 1.5 miles was 6:20 my last one was 12:45 and I was blowing like a freight train. Pitiful.

H**e it when they change the rules in the middle of the game. Everything should be grandfathered. No one ever reads the fine print on the back side of enlistment or reenlistment contracts. They can change or amend anything at any time. It's even printed in hard to read ink on colored paper. Have you ever tried to read silver print on yellow paper? It on quadruple forms, white, blue, pink and yellow. You get to keep the yellow copy. I don't h**e many things but politicians and lawyers are near the top. Most of their time seems to be spent on how to legally steal everyone's money and rights.

Sorry for the diatribe but I feel better now.

Political correctness didn't exist then. It does now. No one would dare to limit your freedom of religion, speech, right to own a gun, etc... then, now you have to not offend, acquire a license to do nails, cut hair, or drive a taxi to be allowed to make a living, even drive your own car on streets we paid for and you can't ride a horse down the street unless it wears a diaper or you have a permit. Government rules, not the people. I hope the pendulum is swinging back now. Because I will not conform to groupthink or surrender my God-given rights.

The only standards I had to have when I joined the Air Force was to pass the aptitude test, a clean police record, pass a physical, and that was all. Of course, that was added to later with the fat boy program, run a mile and a half each year under 15 minutes and a few other things that were no big deal at 20 but get harder as you near retirement. I barely made it after getting married and flying a desk for ten years. My first 1.5 miles was 6:20 my last one was 12:45 and I was blowing like a freight train. Pitiful.

H**e it when they change the rules in the middle of the game. Everything should be grandfathered. No one ever reads the fine print on the back side of enlistment or reenlistment contracts. They can change or amend anything at any time. It's even printed in hard to read ink on colored paper. Have you ever tried to read silver print on yellow paper? It on quadruple forms, white, blue, pink and yellow. You get to keep the yellow copy. I don't h**e many things but politicians and lawyers are near the top. Most of their time seems to be spent on how to legally steal everyone's money and rights.

Sorry for the diatribe but I feel better now.

Thanks, BB, and vice-versa.



A cat nap made everything okay again.

Yep, lots of em.

I can pop most of my joints. Neck, shoulders, elbows, hips, ankles, and fingers.

I hang upside down when my back hurts until my spine pops back into alignment.

I place a hot face cloth over my face each morning and inhale to help my allergies during the pollen season.

And I let my real friends get away with picking on me... sometimes.

I love having my back scratched 'gently' by a woman with long fingernails and who will also walk on my back so I don't have to hang upside down. That always makes me purr.

That's as much as you get to know today, nosy.

I'm an adopted Texan born in Mississippi. They kept running me off and I kept coming back until they surrendered and let me stay. Texas has everything I love. We're not strange, we're unique!