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Sunday, December 15, 2013

A Foolish Remark Unforgiven

In another example of political correctness going wild, a New Mexico high school teacher has been disciplined after a parent says the man told his black son that Santa Claus is white.

Officials at the school in Rio Rancho, about 15 miles north of Albuquerque, said Saturday that the teacher recently was disciplined for his comments to the student, but they declined to say how.
The move came after students at Cleveland High School were told they could come to class dressed as Santa, an elf or a reindeer.

Michael Rougier told KOB-TV his ninth-grade son, Christopher, arrived wearing a Santa hat and beard, and the teacher asked the boy: "Don't you know Santa Clause is white? Why are you wearing that?"

Michael Rougier said the teacher's comments enraged him.
"There's no room for that in the classroom," he said. "Whether this teacher felt Christopher may have been wearing this out of context, there's no room for it. There's just no room for it."
The incident happened the same week that Fox News Channel's Megyn Kelly said on the air that both Santa Claus and Jesus were white. Her comments drew national attention and prompted a slew of heated comments on blogs and social media sites.

A spokeswoman for Rio Rancho Public Schools told The Associated Press that the Cleveland High School teacher knows he made a "stupid mistake" and has since apologized to the Rougier family.
"The remark was inappropriate and should not have been made. The teacher feels very badly about what occurred," district spokeswoman Kim Vesely told the AP in an email. "He self-reported the incident to the principal and has apologized to the student and to the student's parent. Appropriate disciplinary action has been taken."

Michael Rougier said he still has concerns about the teacher. "If he has that attitude, how is it affecting students, studies, grading habits, trending toward Caucasian kids?" Rougier said.
The teacher still works at Cleveland, but Christopher has been removed from his class at his family's request, Vesely said.

Once more, America is struggling with its lack of color blindness and its considerable burden of political correctness in society. We agree that the teacher was foolish to mention the skin color of a fictional character and should have been taken to task for it. People make stupid remarks and dumb mistakes everyday. We consider forgiveness a more appropriate response than discipline.

Sunday, November 3, 2013

My Federal Retirement Plan



Dear Mr. Getten,

Our records indicate you will be turning 62 years of age on Wednesday, November 6th. We would like to take this opportunity to wish you a very happy birthday and to share our new retirement options for those born between the years 1946 and 1962. As you may know, our social security 'lockbox' has had a few unfortunate leaks over the past few decades and regrettably, much of the money you have paid into it since 1971 has migrated to other federally mandated necessities.


As your generation ages and begins to apply for their benefits, it has become apparent to our staff that some 'incentives' will be needed to allow for everyone to receive at least some of their retirement income. Therefore, the following list of retirement programs have been created for you and your fellow 'baby boomers' to choose from.

Age 62

1. 10% allowed benefit plus weekly Burger King coupons - good for life

2. 25% allowed benefit plus one case of domestic beer per week - good until age 65 then reverts to plan 1

3. 50% allowed benefits plus complimentary fun day at Hooters each month - good until age 65 then reverts to plan 2

Age 65

1. 50% allowed benefit paid with weekly in special coupons issued by major retail chains. Walmart, K Mart, Target and more. - good for life

2. 100% allowed benefit credited monthly to your account at any major recreation facility. A recreation facility is defined as follows:

Major US hotel or motel chain

Any US country club or other social club/organization

Any Las Vegas or Atlantic City casino or club

Plan 2 requires a 10% 'handling fee' to be paid to the Democratic National Committee or The Clinton Foundation which ever you choose.



We hope your retirement years are enjoyable and comfortable using these benefit plans we have designed for you.

Sincerely,

Dewey, Cheatham & Howe, LP
Attorneys and Consultants








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Saturday, October 5, 2013

Medicare Part 'G' - A Proposal

You're a sick senior citizen and the government says there is no nursing home care available for you.  So what do you do?

Our plan gives anyone 65 years, or 
older, a gun (Medicare Part G) and 4 bullets.

You are allowed to shoot four Politicians of your choice.

Of course, this means you'll be sent to prison, where you will receive three meals a day, a roof over your head, 
central heating and air conditioning and
all the health care you need.

Need new teeth? No problem. Need glasses? That's great. Need a new hip, knees, kidney, lungs or heart? They're 
all covered.  Not even talking about a sex change just in case you do not like the place you are in.  Or just want to try the other side for a while.

As an added bonus, your kids can come and visit you at least as often as they do now. 
And who will be paying for all of this?  The same government that just told you they can't afford for you to go into a home.

And, you can get rid of 4 useless 
politicians while you're at it.

Plus, because you are a prisoner, you 
don't have to pay any income taxes anymore.
Is this a great country or what?
 
 
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Sunday, September 29, 2013

An Eagles Kiss


AN EAGLES KISS 

This is the kind of story you need,
When it seems like the world is spiraling out of control.

Not many people get a picture of this proud bird,
Snuggled up next to them!


FREEDOM AND JEFF

Freedom and I have been together 15 years this summer.
She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings.
Her left wing doesn't open all the way even after surgery;
It was broken in 4 places.
She's my baby.

When Freedom came in she could not stand
and both wings were broken.
She was emaciated and covered in lice.
We made the decision to give her a chance at life,
So I took her to the vet's office.
From then on, I was always around her.
We had her in a huge dog carrier with the top off,
and it was loaded up with shredded newspaper,
for her to lay in.
I used to sit and talk to her;
Urging her to live, to fight;
and she would lay there looking at me,
with those big brown eyes.
We also had to tube feed her for weeks.

This went on for 4-6 weeks,
and by then she still couldn't stand.
It got to the point where the decision was made,
to euthanize her, if she couldn't stand in a week.
You know you don't want to cross that line;
Between torture and rehab,
and it looked like death was winning.
She was going to be put down that Friday,
and I was supposed to come in on that Thursday afternoon.
I didn't want to go to the center that Thursday;
Because I couldn't bear the thought of her being euthanized;
But, I went anyway, and when I walked in,
everyone was grinning from ear to ear.
I went immediately back to her cage;
and there she was,
standing on her own,
a big beautiful eagle.
She was ready to live.
I was just about in tears by then.
That was a very good day.
We knew she could never fly;
So the director asked me to glove train her.
I got her used to the glove,
and then to jesses,
and we started doing education programs,
for schools in western Washington .
We wound up in the newspapers,
radio (believe it or not) and some TV.
'Miracle Pets' even did a show about us.
In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed
with non-Hodgkin's lymphoma.
I had stage 3;
Which is not good
(one major organ plus everywhere);
So I wound up doing 8 months of chemo.
Lost the hair - the whole bit.
I missed a lot of work.
When I felt good enough,
I would go to Sarvey and take Freedom out for walks.
Freedom would also come to me in my dreams,
and help me fight the cancer.
This happened time and time again.
Fast forward to November 2000.
The day after Thanksgiving,
I went in for my last checkup.
I was told that if the cancer was not all gone,
after 8 rounds of chemo;
Then my last option was a stem cell transplant.
Anyway, they did the tests;
and I had to come back Monday for the results.
I went in Monday, and I was told that,
ALL THE CANCER WAS GONE.


So the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey,
and take the big girl out for a walk.
It was misty and cold.
I went to her flight and jessed her up,
and we went out front to the top of the hill.
I hadn't said a word to Freedom;
But somehow she knew.
She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me,
to where I could feel them pressing in on my back,
(I was engulfed in eagle wings),
and she touched my nose with her beak,
and stared into my eyes,
and we just stood there like that for I don't know how long.
That was a magic moment.
We have been soul mates ever since she came in.
This is a very special bird.
On a side note:
I have had people who were sick,
come up to us when we are out,
and Freedom has some kind of hold on them.
I once had a guy who was terminal come up to us,
and I let him hold her.
His knees just about buckled,
and he swore he could feel her power course through his body.
I have so many stories like that...
I never forget the honor I have of being so close
to such a magnificent spirit as Freedom.
Hope you enjoyed this!



All you are asked to do is keep this circulating.
Even if it's only to one more person.
In memory of anyone you know,
Who has been struck down by cancer,
Or is still living with it,
Or just someone who enjoys a GREAT STORY!

For more information - http://www.sarveywildlife.org/


Sarvey Wildlife Care Center
Arlington, Washington, USA

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Who The Hell Is Kilroy?

He is engraved in stone in the National War Memorial in Washington , DC- back in a small alcove where very few people have seen it. For the WWII generation, this will bring back memories. For you younger folks, it's a bit of trivia that is a part of our American history. Anyone born in 1913 to about 1950, is familiar with Kilroy. No one knew why he was so well known- but everybody seemed to get into it.
So who was Kilroy? 


In 1946 the American Transit Association, through its radio program, "Speak to America ," sponsored a nationwide contest to find the real Kilroy, offering a prize of a real trolley car to the person who could prove himself to be the genuine article. Almost 40 men stepped forward to make that claim, but only James Kilroy from Halifax , Massachusetts , had evidence of his identity.


'Kilroy' was a 46-year old shipyard worker during the war who worked as a checker at the Fore River Shipyard in Quincy . His job was to go around and check on the number of rivets completed. Riveters were on piecework and got paid by the rivet. He would count a block of rivets and put a check mark in semi-waxed lumber chalk, so the rivets wouldn't be counted twice. When Kilroy went off duty, the riveters would erase the mark.
Later on, an off-shift inspector would come through and count the rivets a second time, resulting in double pay for the riveters.


One day Kilroy's boss called him into his office. The foreman was upset about all the wages being paid to riveters, and asked him to investigate. It was then he realized what had been going on. The tight spaces he had to crawl in to check the rivets didn't lend themselves to lugging around a paint can and brush, so Kilroy decided to stick with the waxy chalk. He continued to put his check mark on each job he inspected, but added 'KILROY WAS HERE' in king-sized letters next to the check, and eventually added the sketch of the chap with the long nose peering over the fence and that became part of the Kilroy message.


Once he did that, the riveters stopped trying to wipe away his marks. Ordinarily the rivets and chalk marks would have been covered up with paint. With the war on, however, ships were leaving the Quincy Yard so fast that there wasn't time to paint them inside. As a result, Kilroy's inspection "trademark" was seen by thousands of servicemen who boarded the troopships the yard produced.


His message apparently rang a bell with the servicemen, because they picked it up and spread it all over Europe and the South Pacific.
Before war's end, "Kilroy" had been here, there, and everywhere on the long hauls to Berlin and Tokyo . To the troops outbound in those ships, however, he was a complete mystery; all they knew for sure was that someone named Kilroy had "been there first." As a joke, U.S. servicemen began placing the graffiti wherever they landed, claiming it was already there when they arrived.


Kilroy became the U.S. super-GI who had always "already been" wherever GIs went. It became a challenge to place the logo in the most unlikely places imaginable (it is said to be atop Mt. Everest , the Statue of Liberty , the underside of the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, and even scrawled in the dust on the moon.


As the war went on, the legend grew. Underwater demolition teams routinely sneaked ashore on Japanese-held islands in the Pacific to map the terrain for coming invasions by U.S. troops (and thus, presumably, were the first GI's there). On one occasion, however, they reported seeing enemy troops painting over the Kilroy logo!



In 1945, an outhouse was built for the exclusive use of Roosevelt, Stalin, and Churchill at the Potsdam conference. Its' first occupant was Joseph Stalin, who emerged and asked his aide (in Russian), "Who is Kilroy?"

To help prove his authenticity in 1946, James Kilroy brought along officials from the shipyard and some of the riveters. He won the trolley car, which he gave to his nine children as a Christmas gift and set it up as a playhouse in the Kilroy back yard in Halifax , Massachusetts .



And The Tradition Continues...


EVEN Outside Osama Bin Laden's Compound!!!