Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Some days you just have to put your head down 'n take the beating.....


Tuesday morning, August 25, in the year of our Lord, 2015…a beautiful sunny day but I got a gloom hanging over me ’n I don’t think there’s enough sunshine in the world to brighten my world today…..
See, I’m scheduled to have my old poodle dog killed today. Put down or put to sleep, is the approved term but what it means is death…An appointment with Death at 2:00 pm on a Tuesday afternoon….
He’s old, he’s pretty damn blind ’n pretty damn deaf.  He falls off the porch if I don’t keep an eye on him ’n sometimes he falls even when I’m trying to stop him from falling.  This morning he got a leg caught under a cabinet.  All he would have had to do was pull the leg out but he couldn’t figure it out how to do it for himself so he cried until I was able to get in there to take his leg out and pick him up.  People, poodles are smart dogs.  He also, and this is the worst part, doesn’t remember to let somebody know when he has to relieve himself so if he isn’t watched carefully, he’ll pee or poop right where he is.

He was a pretty dignified elderly poodle dog for a couple years and a good friend but  there ain’t no such thing as dignity in death.


A bunch of liberal idiots are trying to get the California legislature (also a bunch of liberal idiots) to pass a law legalizing ‘assisted suicide’ in the State of California.  I think the biggest reason they want to do it now is because they passed such a law in the Peoples Republic of Oregon and we certainly don’t want to fall behind Oregon but, of course, they don’t say that…No, what they talk about is that people should be able to control their own lives and their own death and they talk about death with dignity.
It’s all a crock, of course, ‘cause there ain’t no dignity in death.
Every socialist and communist country wants to do the same thing, not as a means of offering the option of assisted suicide as being a means to death with dignity, but as a means of curtailing the life of any person who has lived so long that they have become a drain on resources.  That’s the real reason, though none of them will admit to it.
Well, a fellow by the name of Ezekiel Emmanuel (Rham’s brother, don’cha know ’n the Dr. Death for the Obama administration) did admit to it when he stated that people over 70 years old should just be put down like you would for an old dog.  Of course, he went on, there would be exceptions for some very elite people (like himself) that could continue to contribute to society.  I think most high schoolers read this in Geo Orwell’s Animal Farm but the liberal tend to forget that or else they just believe that they will be part of the elite that would be excepted from a mandated death.
It’s like the ‘death panels’ that Sarah Palin talked about and that all the liberal pundits mocked her for….problem was, Sarah was right.  Obamacare did call for death panels, they just didn’t call them death panels but we all know, as Shakespeare so famously stated, “A rose by any other name is still a rose.”
I don’t want to kill my dog. I undoubtedly will but I don’t want to ’n I ain’t gonna like myself very much afterwards but I’ll probably do it. Everyone keeps telling me that I’d be doing him a favor, that his quality of life suggests that he’d be better off dead.  I’m finding it hard to justify that, finding it hard to believe that better off dead applies to one who is blind and deaf but otherwise doesn’t seem to be in any pain.  I keep thinking that down the road a bit in this paradise of California, I just might get my turn to ‘die with dignity’ and I tell you right now, I'm gonna kick 'n scream 'n might even piss my pants...

Monday, August 17, 2015

A loaf of bread, a book of verse....uh,uh...a cooling breeze 'n a big ole glass of sweet tea on a warmish day....


        “The United Socialist States of America”

I wuz born in the good ole US of A, ‘way back in the first half of the last century, so I’m old…can’t argue about that…I’m old…I’ve also been called irrelevant which is probably also true…
‘Course, I’m beginning to believe that most of us are ‘irrelevant’…well, those of us who live in the decidedly Socialist State of California and self-identify as anything other than a Democrat, Democrat being the current term for Socialist which is still marginally unpopular in this country because of it’s long affiliation with Communism which has not recovered enough from the years of ‘bad’ press that it received in the last century.  There will come a day, I predict, in the not too distant future that some of the current socialists will decide that socialism just doesn’t go far enough to protect the ‘rights’ of the poor and downtrodden and will proclaim for all the world that they are Proud Communists….uh, wouldn’t be surprised if some of them aren’t blurting it out already, albeit surreptitiously, as it were…
When I wuz still a boy, Harry S Truman gave the order to drop THE BOMB on Japan ’n when that horror wasn’t  quite horrible enough for the Japanese, he gave the order to drop another one…so Hiroshima ’n Nagasaki got blown to smithereens ’n a whole lot of civilian casualties caused the Emperor to blink ’n wave the white flag rather than fight to the death as they had been promising…I suspect they didn’t quite reckon with the fortitude of Sergeant Harry S Truman…
Anyways, after that whole World War II thing wuz over with, the world wuz supposed to get back to normal…trouble is, the current crop of humans back then as the current crop of humans today never are able to get a grip on just what constitutes ‘normal’…sort’a like the weather, y’know, ever’body talks about it but no one ever does anything about it….
Seems like with us humans, it’s always war or the threat of war that hangs over our collective heads like the scythe of the Grim Reaper…fear, hunger, sex, all part of that primal drive that caused up to crawl out of that long-ago swamp, stamp the mud off our feet ’n go hunting for something to eat…looks like nothing much has changed since then…
When we crawled out of that primordial swamp, we wuz all pretty much the same, the way Kipling put it, the Colonels lady ’n Rosie O’Grady are sisters under the skin…we’re all part of the human race no matter what color we are…ain’t no real difference in humans…matter of fact, none of us know what we looked like once we came out of the primordial ooze but as far back as our trusted scientists can trace us, no matter what the claim of evolutionists, we can only go back to what we call Cro Magnon Man where we were supposed to overlap with Neanderthal Man, ’n maybe we did…seem to have characteristics of both in our DNA…’n of course, DNA is supposed to be, damn near is, maybe, fool-proof?  ‘Cept sometimes when it ain’t but that’s always presumed t’be human error…seems like we’re always making mistakes, ‘specially about things that matter…
In our western history books, there is a story that archaeologists uncovered an ancient billboard of sorts that proclaimed, “Here lies Ozymandias, King of Kings”…’n no record of Ozzy existed anywhere in any of our historical records….At some point, in some future archaeological dig, they may dig up a sigh proclaiming Trump Towers ’n wonder what board game humans got up to ‘way back in the 21st Century…