Tuesday, May 27, 2008

AMEN KID ROCK!!! I THINK HE'S SINGING IT ALL........

It's another night in hell
Another child won't live to tell
Can you imagine what it's like to starve to death

And as we sit free and well
Another soldier has to yell
Tell my wife and children I love them in his last breath

C'mon now amen, amen, amen

Habitual offenders, scumbag lawyers with agendas
I'll tell you sometimes people I don't know what's worse
Natural disasters or these wolves in sheep clothes pastors
Now God damn it I'm scared to send my children to church
And how can we seek salvation when our nations race relations
Got me feeling guilty of being white
But faith in human nature, our creator and our savior, I'm no saint
But I believe in what is right

C'mon now amen, amen
I said amen, amen

Stop pointing fingers and take some blame,
Pull your future away from the flame
Open up your mind and start to live
Stop short changing your neighbors
Living off hand outs and favors, and maybe
Give a little bit more than you got to give

Simplify, testify, identify, rectify
And if I get high stop being so uptight
It's only human nature and I am not a stranger
So baby won't you stay with me tonight

When a calls away
to break the sound
I'm faden down, I need someone
Oh to be someone
They just sinken down, and holden back
I hold the dawn and run
They don't save a child
Oh, to save a child

It's a matter of salvation from them patience up above,
So don't give up so damn easy on the one you love, one you love
Somewhere you got a brother, sister, friend, grandmother, niece or nephew
Just dying to be with you
You know there's someone out there who unconditionally, religiously, loves you
So just hold on 'cause you know it's true
And if you can take the pain
And you can withstand anything, and one day
Stand hand in hand with the truth

I said amen, I said amen
I said amen, I said amen,

Amen

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Subiaco Academy Chorus-A little Bit of Heaven nestled in the Arkansas River Valley

Directed by Dr.Sharon Kenney, who has mentored such well knowns as Isabella Rosallini's daughter, as well as Bette Midler's daughter, is a now making her mark in a little town call Subiaco, Arkansas where she is the music director for the Subiaco Academy; a men's Catholic prep school that has been there nestled in the hills for years. I have a friend that sends her daughter to this lady for instruction for voice and piano, and I have to say, the child will probably have only great things to come from having been touched by this great lady. "OH MY SISTER, YOU MUST COME TODAY, OH MY BROTHER WON'T YOU COME WITH ME, FOR THE DEVIL MIGHT COME AND TAKE YOU AWAY BEFORE YOU GET TO JUBILEE!!!!

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

WHAT'S IN A NAME???? CHARISMA?????



I got an e-mail today and I really don't know if it's propaganda or what.......but how many people are seeing this video? I'm not going to post it because I really don't want to go there; however, if you want to click on the link on the word video above, it'll take you to it.......it makes me scratch my head sometimes what people are thinking on both sides. I like Obama....I do think he is charismatic, good looking and I'm not racist. But when you connect the dots, as the video does, it puts questions in the heads of us that are trying to be unbiased in a biased and partisan campaign that has been long and drug out! I'm tired and weary and want to get this election over with.........I really would like for Hillary to be the ticket winner just because of her experience on both sides of the political spectrum. Don't get me wrong, she's had her issues as well and we've all had our laughs and snickers and gasps of her indiscrestions........Lord knows men in politics have not given her one bit of slack on that part, that's for sure. I just don't know anymore........I'm tired......and wore out!

Saturday Night Live Spoofs Hillary / Obama Fight | May 17

After all......there's only ONE Democratic Candidate.......or is there?????

Friday, May 16, 2008

I'm F*cking Obama - Hillary Clinton feat. Sarah Silverman

OH HOW I WISH..............but unfortunately, I think it's the other way around. But for now, it's a good view of what could have happend if they would have just went and took the ticket together! Why can't anyone listen to me???

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

DIG DEEP INTO YOUR KATE SPADES, MARC JACOBS & LOUIS VUITTONS!


YAYA'S MUST ARISE AND BE ONE!!!! Can the sisterhood save Hillary?
Jeanne Cummings Tue May 13, 6:06 AM ET
Can the sisterhood save Hillary Rodham Clinton again?Once again, women are rallying to her eleventh-hour call for aid, especially of the financial sort. But, barring a miracle, the New York senator's historic bid to become the first female president is in its final acts.
I never thought I would actually be in this group for Hillary, but now, as it comes down to the wire, I'm feeling a little vaclemped over the fact that she may just not pull this one out! What happened? Where's the sisterhood and all the Billy lovers that were suppose to follow HIM into this shining light?? Where did it all go wrong.........Maybe she got a little too sure of herself.....maybe some men got in the way of the token bitch that might just finally be the front runner and FINALLY be HEAD of the table???? I think I'm going to go with that scenerio because in a world of politics and men that have driven this car for years, the good woman is suppose to be standing behind the successful man and in all actuallity, that probably is how Billy Boy got where he is today and Ronnie Reagan, F.D. Roosevelt, and of course Carter. But, never the less, they're gonna somehow put us right back where we're suppose to be and that's at second seat; right stage and that other blah, blah......smile and look pretty now! Support and always, no matter what, always look your best! Because if you say anything that might be derogatory or somewhat bitter or slanderous or even, heaven help us, TRUE about politics, you might come off as a BITCH! So sit there and look pretty for us Hillary! You've fought the fight and fight you have done! Even if Bill has made an ass of himself trying to get your views across.......especially in that bright, yellow clown suit he should have left home that day when he was chastising someone in the crowd; where were you when he picked that suit out, anyway???? You had to be somewhere on the other side of the spectrum because I know you wouldn't have let your dog out wearing that garb!!! I'm gonna say a Hell Mary for you and pray to Saint Jude ,When all other avenues are closed, he is the one to call upon, and his help often comes at the last moment.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Misogynistic Goodyear Tire Commercial

Misogynistic Goodyear Tire Commercial

WTF!!!!! 1970 Goodyear Tire Commercial shown during the first ever Monday Night Football Game. Imagine this being shown today. I would like to take the guys whoever wrote this and take them to my basement and I would have on my "pleather" red leotard, body suit (and boy, do ya get sweaty in those things) ANYWAYS, I would chain them up to my little shackles I have neatly installed upon my masonary walls and get my whip out and just show them how dangerous a woman can be driving a WHIP across their "man units" and then make them say "POLYGLASS" like over and over again. Oh....and I would have one of those long, white cigerettes in one of those long cig tips that LOOK oh so cool hanging out of my mouth and my long flowing hair would be all piled up on my head and I'd be one HOT, BITCH'N COUGAR KICK'N SOME DUMBASS POLYGLASS ASS! (you know, sometimes, men can be such idiots! I do not know how my mother ever lived back in the 70's........I would have been the one they based the movie Monster off of........)

Wednesday, May 7, 2008



By KENNETH BLACKWELL

"[C]ivilizational war is real, even if political leaders and polite punditry must call it by another name."
— Robert D. Kaplan in the December 2001 issue of the Atlantic Monthly
It's an amazing time to be alive in America. We're in a year of firsts in this presidential election: the first viable woman candidate; the first viable African-American candidate; and, a candidate who is the first frontrunning freedom fighter over 70. The next president of America will be a first.
We won't truly be in an election of firsts, however, until we judge every candidate by where they stand. We won't arrive where we should be until we no longer talk about skin color or gender.
Now that Barack Obama steps to the front of the Democratic field, we need to stop talking about his race, and start talking about his policies and his politics.

The reality is this: Though the Democrats will not have a nominee until August, unless Hillary Clinton drops out, Mr. Obama is now the frontrunner, and its time America takes a closer and deeper look at him.
Some pundits are calling him the next John F. Kennedy. He's not. He's the next George McGovern. And it's time people learned the facts.
Because the truth is that Mr. Obama is the single most liberal senator in the entire U.S. Senate. He is more liberal than Ted Kennedy, Bernie Sanders, or Mrs. Clinton.
Never in my life have I seen a presidential frontrunner whose rhetoric is so far removed from his record. Walter Mondale promised to raise our taxes, and he lost. George McGovern promised military weakness, and he lost. Michael Dukakis promised a liberal domestic agenda, and he lost.
Yet Mr. Obama is promising all those things, and he's not behind in the polls. Why? Because the press has dealt with him as if he were in a beauty pageant.
Mr. Obama talks about getting past party, getting past red and blue, to lead the United States of America. But let's look at the more defined strokes of who he is underneath this superficial "beauty."Start with national security, since the president's most important duties are as commander-in-chief. Over the summer, Mr. Obama talked about invading Pakistan, a nation armed with nuclear weapons; meeting without preconditions with Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, who vows to destroy Israel and create another Holocaust; and Kim Jong Il, who is murdering and starving his people, but emphasized that the nuclear option was off the table against terrorists — something no president has ever taken off the table since we created nuclear weapons in the 1940s. Even Democrats who have worked in national security condemned all of those remarks. Mr. Obama is a foreign-policy novice who would put our national security at risk.
Next, consider economic policy. For all its faults, our health care system is the strongest in the world. And free trade agreements, created by Bill Clinton as well as President Bush, have made more goods more affordable so that even people of modest means can live a life that no one imagined a generation ago. Yet Mr. Obama promises to raise taxes on "the rich."
How to fix Social Security? Raise taxes. How to fix Medicare? Raise taxes. Prescription drugs? Raise taxes. Free college? Raise taxes. Socialize medicine? Raise taxes. His solution to everything is to have government take it over. Big Brother on steroids, funded by your paycheck.
Finally, look at the social issues. Mr. Obama had the audacity to open a stadium rally by saying, "All praise and glory to God!" but says that Christian leaders speaking for life and marriage have "hijacked" — hijacked — Christianity. He is pro-partial birth abortion, and promises to appoint Supreme Court justices who will rule any restriction on it unconstitutional. He espouses the abortion views of Margaret Sanger, one of the early advocates of racial cleansing. His spiritual leaders endorse homosexual marriage, and he is moving in that direction. In Illinois, he refused to vote against a statewide ban — ban — on all handguns in the state. These are radical left, Hollywood, and San Francisco values, not Middle America values.
The real Mr. Obama is an easy target for the general election. Mrs. Clinton is a far tougher opponent. But Mr. Obama could win if people don't start looking behind his veneer and flowery speeches. His vision of "bringing America together" means saying that those who disagree with his agenda for America are hijackers or warmongers. Uniting the country means adopting his liberal agenda and abandoning any conflicting beliefs.
But right now everyone is talking about how eloquent of a speaker he is and — yes — they're talking about his race. Those should never be the factors on which we base our choice for president. Mr. Obama's radical agenda sets him far outside the American mainstream, to the left of Mrs. Clinton.
It's time to talk about the real Barack Obama. In an election of firsts, let's first make sure we elect the person who is qualified to be our president in a nuclear age during a global civilizational war.
Mr. Blackwell, a fellow at the American Civil Rights Union and the Family Research Council, is a columnist for The New York Sun, and a contributing editor for Townhall.com.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

POP.....(OBAMA-POET AND I DIDN'T KNOW IT!)

POP
By Barack Obama

Sitting in his seat, a seat broad and broken
In, sprinkled with ashes,
Pop switches channels, takes another
Shot of Seagrams, neat, and asks
What to do with me, a green young man
Who fails to consider the
Flim and flam of the world, since
Things have been easy for me;
I stare hard at his face, a stare
That deflects off his brow;
I'm sure he's unaware of hisDark,
watery eyes, that
Glance in different directions,
And his slow, unwelcome twitches,
Fail to pass.
I listen, nod,
Listen, open,
till I cling to his pale,
Beige T-shirt, yelling,
Yelling in his ears, that hang
With heavy lobes, but he's still telling
His joke, so I ask why
He's so unhappy, to which he replies...
But I don't care anymore, cause
He took too damn long, and from
Under my seat, I pull out the
Mirror I've been saving; I'm laughing,
Laughing loud, the blood rushing from his face
To mine, as he grows small,
As pot in my brain, something
That may be squeezed out, like a
Watermelon seed between
Two fingers.
Pop takes another shot, neat,
Points out the same amber
Stain on his shorts that I've got on mine, and
Makes me smell his smell, coming
From me; he switches channels, recites an old poem
He wrote before his mother died,
Stands, shouts, and asks
For a hug, as I shink,*myArms barely reaching around
His thick, oily neck, and his broad back; 'causeI seemy face, framed within
Pop's black-framed glasses
And know
he's laughing too.
Underground
Underwater grottos, caverns
Filled with apes
That eat figs.
Stepping on the figs
That the apes
Eat, they crunch.The apes howl, bare
Their fangs, dance,
Tumble in the
Rushing water,
Musty,wet pelts
Glistening in the blue.

I printed this in purple because I do believe it was written within a purple haze of it's own....not that there's anything wrong with that, of course!!!! Especially at the age of 19 1/2, no doubt!!! Peace Out!!!!!