Saturday, June 7, 2014

No Help For You If You Waste Money On Tobacco Or Alcohol

Should Welfare Recipients be Tested for Tobacco and Alcohol?


I have been hearing a lot lately about how folks think welfare recipients should be drug tested before they can continue to get their so-called hand outs.

The supposed logic here is that if folks can afford to use drugs they shouldn't get assistance. OK, lets follow that logic on a bit and see where it goes...

Look at how expensive tobacco is! Following the "drug test or no help" logic... If folks can afford to buy cigarettes should they get help or assistance? I mean, hey, if mom and dad smoke they can easily spend in excess of $200 in a single month! And what about booze? If a couple both drink and smoke it can easily run into hundreds of dollars every month.

There is evidence to indicate that drugs, tobacco and alcohol aren't the only things people are wasting their money on!

  • What if they spend too much money on lottery tickets at the store?
  • What if they spend too much money eating out at restaurants?
  • What if they are wasting money on fuel driving to places where they don't really need to go?
  • What if those people are buying plastic "Made In China" junk from Wal-mart that they have no real use for?

There's one in the spotlight! He don't look right to me! Get him up against the wall!

Hmmm, perhaps we need to have everyone tested for everything and keep a detailed list of what they buy so we can determine whether or not they deserve help. Just be careful and don't spend too much on extras like salt and sugar or gravy because "they" may not be watching you all the time but they have folks writing everything down!

I can see a young lady sitting in an office nervously waiting for word about her medical card or food stamp application while the clerk looks over her files on her computer. The clerk, with tightened lower lip and stern judging eyes, talks to her about all the money she has wasted at restaurants, getting her hair done, dry cleaning, and all the wasted gas out joy riding, smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo... Well, anyway I am sure that most of you get it loud and clear.

The truth is that "they" aren't really concerned about the actual drug use (which is a sad thing). No, they are only interested in it because it is something they can grasp and use to reduce the money spent on these programs. It is like a feather in their hat. It is a flag that they can wave around while they say something like:
"Look, we are saving money. We are reducing the money we have been wasting on the poor and unfortunate."

It is all so some politician can stand up and say:
"the blah blah state budget has been relieved of $50,000,000! Look at me! Aint I just dandy? You sure are lucky you voted for me!"

Meanwhile they will go on to waste and squander our money and resources in the usual manner. And every year billions and billions worth of Federal Reserve notes and perks will be handed out to the rich via subsidies and other sweet back room deals while they cry:

"It's the social welfare programs! They are breaking us up!"

Maybe it is time to get the politics and the games out of government? And while we're at it let's get the stink out of poop!

Come on what do you think? Everyone's opinions will be approved unless you use profanity or hate/insult/irrelevant. Disagree as you may but don't forget there is a slight bit o' humor here so don't get too picky.

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Saturday, February 16, 2013

Beware That Old Talking Tree Leaner

I was out for a walk in the backwoods this morning and decided to go on as far as the headwaters of the lake. As I was getting to where I was in sight distance of the water I saw an old man leaning against a tree ahead in the distance. I walked on a bit getting closer to the guy and as I did I started becoming concerned. Was this old dude dead out here? Just stuck there against a tree? I walked on but more slowly. He was less than fifty feet ahead and I slowed down even more. It got to the point where I was barely moving because of the dread of what I would find. I thought about going around a different way.

But, what if he is still alive and I can get help?

I was standing about three feet away and that was when I decided I was going to turn around and...

"Howdy!" A bright welcoming voice but I still winced at the sound of it.

I turned back around and the old dude was looking at me, still leaning in against the tree. "Are you alright?" I asked.

He raised up off of that tree, wrinkled up his eyebrows and put his hand up under his chin. He looked up and off to the heavens somewhere and worked his jaws and lips as he seemed to put every ounce of his energy into thought.

After about 3 minutes of that he looked at me with crystal clear eyes full of understanding and knowledge and said, "What?"

He leaned back his head a bit and his eyes widened. I was thinking of Marty Feldman doing Igor in Young Dr Frankenstien.

Well it was obvious that this was some nut and now I was starting to worry about whether or not he might have a weapon or even some contagious disease. I was going to get out of there! I turned around and took about three steps, slowly listening, I don't know why. Maybe it was that same feeling you have when you are trying to sneak away from that baby who has finally fallen asleep.


Monday, October 22, 2012

I Met Her In The Kitchen There By The Time Clock OR So Long Paintsville Shoney's!

It had been exactly 7 years since the day we first met, since the first day I had looked into her eyes. Now, here we were plus 2 children and it was time again to celebrate "mommy and daddy's special day." Yes, we have always included the whole gang.

We went to Wendy's. I placed the order and the first thing they did was to put our fries on the tray on the counter. Several minutes went by as I waited there for our sammidges and other stuff. Finally she brought them up to the counter. I picked up a fry and bit it. I said, "excuse me but can we get fresh fries? These have been sitting here so long they're actually cold." No problem, they replaced the fries.

The "Spot" these days is covered by a Wendy's
I took everything to the table and we started setting it all out. She took a bite of her chicken sandwich and it was a bit raw in the middle. I took it back to the counter and asked for a manager. He asked me if I wanted a new chicken sandwich or a different one. I told him that I would like to have the entire meal replaced. By the time they got the sandwich made all our food would sitting on the table and all that. Then she would be eating her chicken sandwich after everything else had gotten cold or we would all eat and then be waiting for her to and so on.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

The Little Red Hen Modern and Updated

The Little Red Hen - Modern Version

Once upon a time, on a farm in Texas, there was a little red hen who scratched about the barnyard until she uncovered quite a few grains of wheat.

She called all of her neighbors together and said, "If we plant this wheat, we shall have bread to eat. Who will help me plant it?"
"Not I," said the cow.
"Not I," said the duck.
"Not I," said the pig.
"Not I," said the goose.

"Then I will do it by myself," said the little red hen. And so she did; The wheat grew very tall and ripened into golden grain.
"Who will help me reap my wheat?" asked the little red hen.

"Not I," said the duck.