Things I'm Tired Of Campaign Wise

1) Rudy using 9/11 in his ads, and I like Rudy
2) McCain using his POW issue in his ads
3) Huckabee dogging foreign policy when he readily admits he has no foreign policy experience.
4) Democrats using the 'he has more than you' card. Name a democrat, they use that ploy. It gets old. Name me one, just one of your siblings, friends, enemies, whomever, who does not have it better today than their parents siblings, friends, enemies or whomever.

Jesus - Christ - Lord - Christmas

As I watched the morning shows this morning, many references to Jesus, Christ, God, and Christmas were all intermingled. It struck me why on any other day of the year, the very folks who were uttering these words would react in horror if a political candidate were to utter or ever make a reference to one of these words. Or worse still, indicate they themselves were religious.
On both ABC and NBC, the A-Teams were on board, so this was the regulars acting all religious and wonderful. The utter hypocrisy they display on every other day of the year when a politico mentions anything related to religion just jumped out at me.
We are a nation founded on Christian principles, and yes, we are a diverse country, the most diverse on the planet. For whatever reason, the hypocrisy jumped out at me today.
Merry Christmas to anyone reading this, and Happy Birthday Jesus.

Good Ol Cowboys

 

A cowboy gets pulled over by a State Trooper for speeding. The trooper started to lecture the cowboy about his speeding, and in general began to throw his weight around to try to make the cowboy feel uncomfortable.

Finally, the trooper got around to writing out the ticket. As he was doing that, he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head.

The cowboy sez, "Y'all havin' some problem with circle flies?"

The trooper stopped writing the ticket and said, "Well yeah, if that's what they're called.

But I never heard of circle flies."

"Well, sir," the cowboy replies, "Circle flies hang around ranches. They're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse."

The trooper says, "Oh," and goes back to writing the ticket. But, a moment later he stops and says, "Are you callin' me a horse's ass?"

No, sir," the cowboy replies. "I have too much respect for law enforcement to call y'all a horse's ass."

"That's a good thing," the trooper says and goes back to writing the ticket.

After a long pause, the cowboy, in his best Texas drawl says, "Hard to fool them flies though."

National Intelligence Estimate (NIE)

I don't know about you, but something smells to high heaven regarding the latest NIE as it pertains to Iran and their nuclear capability.  My gut tells me there is politics in the highest echelons of this government.  And by that I mean precisely that President Bush has enemies within his own government... bigtime. 

You absolutely cannot convince me our intelligence is that worthless. NEVER!  Been too close to that world for too long.  Further more, you also will never convince me that 'all' of our intelligence agencies concur.  They all have their own agendas, mainly to survive. 

The first clue one should digest is this - the democrat party, when it is convenient to do so, strongly [believes] a given NIE.  However, you should be well advised when an NIE goes against what they believe, all of a sudden, the NIE is suspect, a Bush product etc.

Speaking for me?  I will sit back, I will wait until it is revealed the political leanings of the author of this NIE.  You will never, 'ever', convince me our intelligence is this bad.  Call me a sucker if you will; I am still grateful for a President with testes, one who KNOWS how different areas of this government have been infiltrated with some who can be almost be called traitorous.    

The Chicken Business

John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business. He had several hundred young layers (hens), called "pullets", and ten roosters, whose job it was to fertilize the eggs.

The farmer kept records and any rooster that didn't perform went into the soup pot and was replaced. That took an awful lot of his time, so he bought a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters.  Each bell had a different tone so John could tell from a distance, which rooster was performing. Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report simply by listening to the bells.

The farmer's favorite rooster was old Butch, a very fine specimen he was, too. But on this particular morning John noticed old Butch's bell hadn't rung at all! John went to investigate.

The other roosters were chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing. The pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover.

But to Farmer John's amazement, old Butch had his bell in his beak, so it couldn't ring. He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one. John was so proud of old Butch, he entered him in the Renfrew County Fair and he became an overnight sensation among the judges.
The result...The judges not only awarded old Butch the No Bell Piece Prize but they also awarded him the Pulletsurprise as well.
Clearly old Butch was a politician in the making: who else but a politician could figure out how to win two of the most highly coveted awards on our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the populace and screwing them when they weren't paying attention.

Vote carefully...the bells are not always audible!

Were I a Betting Man

As of today, were "I" a betting man, I'd say Barack will be the democrat nominee.  I think the cracks are beginning to show in the Clintonista camp.   Whether you agree with Barack's policies or not, he at least presents them in a coherent manner.  Don't have a clue on the elephant side.  Whomever the nominee is, the media will tear them down; that is a given.  I'd say Rudy is dead meat, again, were I betting.  Too much baggage in his personal life coming to light.  Oh that's right, personal life doesn't count. Ha ha ha ha ha.

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