Tuesday, June 26, 2007

My America: Social Manners

In My America, there would be such a thing as what I call, “Social Manners.” In My America, social manners means acting as though you care about other people as well as what other people think about your appearance, the way you act, the way you drive, the words that come out of your mouth and how loud your music is as you drive by darkened houses as your neighbors were allowed to continue sleeping instead of being awoken by your blaring music that they weren’t interested in hearing in the first place. Social manners would be the old fashioned idea of being considerate to others as well as considering what they think of you as a barometer of your words and deeds.

No one would be doing things like wearing their pants so low that their underwear shows, no matter how “purdy” they are. Neither male nor female would think it correct, good, or socially acceptable to wear pants that show what no one else is interested in seeing. Or, if someone else is interested in seeing what kind of “unders” you have on, then you wouldn’t be interested in showing them; at least, not in public.

In My America, it would be an unusual thing – an aberration, really – that anyone would lie. It would be so unusual that finding out that someone – anyone: especially politicians who are supposed to represent you -- lied to you. It would shock you so much so that you would be unwilling to associate with them. You might take legal action against them, or take action to get them thrown out of office, but you would not be their friend. As it is today (thanks in part to the Liar for Hire, Bill Clinton), lying by politicians, “friends” and family is so acceptable that even their political opponents admit that “…he is an exceptionally good liar.”

Lying would be taught as a bad thing in school from Pre-K to Ph.D. and thought of by society not as a way to get what you want and as acceptable as premarital sex but as a mark against your character (actually, lack thereof). People would start considering liars as piranhas, societal outcasts, and someone to protect the children against. Jail time would not be necessary, unless perjury is involved, or the lie leads to a death or the betrayal of one’s country, but lying would be almost as bad as embezzling. Considering the commonalities (i.e.: both commonly assume some sort of trust being betrayed, one party being the “victim” and the other the “perp”, etc.), one would think that the social penalties for lying would be more severe as in embezzling, but, no. Lying is considered an art, a skill, a craft for which some are extremely talented while others not so and it is the unskilled that pay the price more often than those with more skill. In My America, lying would be in the “minus” category of personal behavior and not considered something to be proud of.

In My America, table manners would be thought of as a necessity, not a forgotten thing of the 1950s. People would eat at mealtimes in the mall, restaurant or picnics, chewing with their mouths closed, table napkins on their laps, and asking, “Please pass…” instead of just standing up and grabbing. Lip smacking would be frowned upon as gross and uncouth.

In My America, young men would be taught to help a lady with her coat, open the door for her, help her in and out of vehicles (especially the tall SUVs), offer her his arm as they walk down the street, and consider women not the weaker sex, but the gentler gender. A young man would be proud to be seen with a well-mannered, well-dressed young lady on his arm, not just thinking about getting into her pants once they get somewhere less public. This would teach a young man – and a young girl – the value of women more than looking at any “girlie” magazine ever could because young men would learn to consider the whole girl as a precious thing, and not just what’s between her legs.

In My America, dancing would not be a mere sexual intercourse impersonation with pumps, thrusts and gyrations, as it is today. The idea of dancing would return to something of a “social graces” category in which one learns to carry on conversations, be comfortable with many different situations and many different people. One would learn that it is difficult to maneuver a partner with a mind of her/his own, but that with the right balance of skill and tact, it can be done: a valuable lesson to be had.

In My America, people would respect the law and the police forces that enforce those laws. When something happened that law enforcement was called out, people would try to help, answer questions as accurately and helpfully as possible and do what the officers told them to do. No one would argue with them, no one would try to harm them and no one would spit on them. Riots would be a thing of the past, and peace would reign. Of course, this “respect the law” would include the people who enforce the law, so there would be no corruption within the ranks of the police forces (sheriff’s office, State troopers, etc.).

In My America, people would respect other people’s property, not take what they wanted from your yard, throw their trash in your yard and toss nasty things into your yard, etc., as one of our current neighbors is doing to us. I was raised that if something wasn’t ours we were not to touch it unless we were moving it out of the way, to take it to its proper owner, or to put it where it would be safer until the proper owner came back for it. The things I see the youth (and some adults) doing nowadays was unthinkable to most of the youth when I was a kid. But today, I see not only are the youth doing this kind of crud, but their parents are sometimes out there supporting them and standing up for them (as in our neighbor’s case)! Parents should never be a cheerleader for bad behavior, but in our neighbor, we see that as a regular occurrence. More is the pity; things could be so different.

In My America, we would have a more genteel nation, without the violence, without the language, without the lack of respect for people, their property – and their ears! In My America, we would have our freedoms intact as well as our dignity and the respect and gratitude of our friends, family and neighbors; unlike today.

Friday, May 25, 2007

My America: The War On Terror

In My America, September 11, 2001 would never be forgotten, forsaken, or diminished. We would hold that day as the reason for standing firm and strong in our resolve to do what is right. President Bush started out doing the right thing: going into Afghanistan and Iraq. He found what he said he would find, no matter how much that is lied about (search the internet and read the truth, not just the convenient), proved that we had reason and then started backing down after the heat got so high that his glasses melted. I wish that he had stayed the course and not gone wishy-washy on this because our children may pay the price. In My America, he would have stayed strong and our next leader would be strong and would make sure our troops are supported fully, no matter what the idiot, spineless, wimpy-kneed legislators and press are doing, saying and lying about.

In My America, the phrase, “Occupied Territory” would not be a bad thing as long as it helped protect America and the rest of the world (as in: If America as a nation is not safe, then who can be?). We would bring that phrase back and put it into effect in the Middle East (Afghanistan and Iraq) with full “occupation” as we did in Japan after WWII. That is, after we carpet bombed with MOABs so that we could get rid of the varmints hiding in the scruffy mountains and spider holes of the area. Of course, we would warn the civilians first and set-up established pass points through which those wishing to live could pass. Anyone leaving through areas not set-up as pass points would be extinguished for due cause. Carpet bombing with MOABs would commence after the area was cleared.

We would then establish a government similar to ours (except with many, many more strong conservatives than ours currently has), do away with all other laws except those similar to the US Constitution’s and for the next one-hundred years, we would teach the next few generations what it feels like to live under a different form of government in which girls get educated the same as boys do, women are not treated as things and fear doesn’t run your life. Let them learn how to make their own businesses grow and prosper, raise a family under whatever religion they wish to raise them, people are free to talk and disagree with the government and their religious leaders and ideas are not bad if they do not kiss the local powerful’s backside. Maybe then, if they’re ready for it, release them. The test would be what kind of support the candidates for public office would receive if they ran under a peaceful, non-violent, pro-American platform. If that sort of candidate won, then the release plans would be set in order for “occupied” to be phased out over the next ten years. If that sort of candidate could not be elected, then the “occupied” status would continue because they haven’t learned to release that hatred yet and have been teaching it to their children.

We would present the “occupied territory” as a strong weapon against terrorism with a full compliment of well-guarded military weapons – especially MOABs – so that we could have the tools necessary and handy for whatever the enemy may wish to throw at us. If someone wanted to start something, My America would throw it right back at them one-hundred fold. MOABs would rain down on any country that decided to set America’s plans back by supporting terrorists in any way, shape or form (including financially). MOABs would be ready to strike targets identified as hiding places for terrorist cells, day, night, rain, shine, cold, hot. Strength would be the by-word of every day and terrorists would have no place to hide.

In My America, Senators and Congressmen who don’t support a strong, defensive America with their votes and their voices would be booted out of office and into the hoosegow for being traitors to the greatest country on earth. The American public would want their elected officials to stand up for their constituents, make strong laws that would help keep them and their children safe, and to never, ever, vote for, give voice to, or give money to ideas, causes, or legislation that would, in it’s full implementation (which includes unintended consequences), cause our children or grandchildren to be more in harm’s way than they would be if the legislation didn’t pass, were written differently, etc.

In My America, if a terrorist on our soil was trying to harm others, the American people would step in and help put the terrorist behind bars, do something to stop him and not fear being put in jail themselves. The terrorist trying to do the wrong would be the one going to jail, not the person trying to stop that wrong.

In My America, we would be careful of who we let into our country. We would guard our borders jealously, our ports would be things of integrity and security and we would be careful to fully train our screening agents (immigration clerks in airports, etc.) and implement that training to weed out those who may be coming in to do our country harm. It was one aware and brave screener who stopped the twentieth hijacker on 9/11; let’s clone that person and give those screeners more authority and bite to be able to protect us better, not take that authority away or limit it.

In My America, our President would stand strong and firm in his resolve to be the leader of a free country not dictated to by terrorists (as France willingly is/was/and shall be). Our President would be the first one to stand strong and tall against those who would wish us to kowtow to a bunch of thugs who hate us. In My America, the President would be like Ronald Reagan in that he thought of America as “that shining beacon on a hill” and she was/is the best country on earth. My America would support a candidate for President every time who echoed Ronald Reagan in practice and heart-felt conviction.

In My America, the cowardice that we currently see demonstrated in the “Claim Defeat First” Liberal Left would not be tolerated and we would have a strong Senate and Congress of people proud to be Americans instead of apologizing for America. In My America, our people would be safe because the legislators would be Americans first and foremost with their relationship with God being the only thing more important. In My America, people would realize that if they betray their country they betray everyone in it: strangers and family alike. In My America those who are sworn in as someone representing a constituency would never even think of betraying that constituency by flying over to a foreign country and apologizing for America as the traitorous, cowardly, former beauty contestant (notice that’s not “brains contestant”), Nancy Pelosi, did. In My America, that person would wind up in jail with those who wished to put America under the rule of terror because she was supporting the terrorists and not her country, nor her constituents.

In My America the feel of the whole land would be, “America, love it or leave it.” No questions asked, no excuses accepted. America is the best country on earth. America is the “beautiful” the “land of the free and the brave” (with the exception of liberals), she is blessed by God and I would have her no other way.


Look for the next posting coming soon.

Until then, keep trying, keep our brave Troops in your prayers, and remember that God loves you even if He doesn’t love your actions. As He does moi.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

My America: Fiscal Responsibility

My America: Fiscal Responsibility

In My America, I would completely do away with the things that waste taxpayer monies and help perpetuate fraud on the American people. Things like the National Endowment for the Arts which supports things like authors who write nothing but pornography and your taxpayer dollar pays for it. Plays that are nothing more than people rolling around on stage spouting hatred for the country that allows things like this while all the while squishing poo with their bodies (yes, that’s art!). The farce of “art” being considered a crucifix in urine that your taxpayer dollars paid for: all of this would be done away with because in My America, I would totally abolish the National Endowment for the Arts as being un-Constitutional (where does it say in the Constitution that “Congress shall provide “art” and “beauty” for the people”?) I would actually sue them to get whatever monies I could back for the funding of necessary things like the military to protect these idiots and “avant-gourds” (yes, I did mean “gourds”: they have as much grey matter as gourds).

In My America, I would de-fund the United Nations. If you want to read a book that makes you angry, read one of the many books I am currently reading: “The U.N. Exposed” by Eric Shawn. Read that and other things you read, even on the U.N.’s own website (like the forty-seven resolutions against Saddam Hussein’s Iraq that told Saddam to cooperate with America and the U.N., but held no teeth), and you will see that America giving money – even a dime – to the United Nations is a waste of money: complete, absolute, unholy, self-destructive waste of money. We may as well directly give money to those who hate us as to the U.N. The U.N., IMHO, is a totally useless organization that can’t do anything except spend our money. Why continue to support it? It is not our child! You will read more about the U.N. in my “Foreign Relations” section.

In My America, there would be no government funding for abortion. Abortion is wrong and you all know it. Don’t lie to me and say otherwise, plead “the life of the mother”, etc.: it will do you no good, it’s a lie and you can list no reason to kill an innocent baby. Notice I didn’t say “fetus”. Test a baby-en-utero’s DNA and you will find human DNA, not pig DNA, not tree DNA, not plastic DNA, not horse manure DNA, not “fetus” DNA: HUMAN: fully human, exclusively human and totally human. If that does not make a baby a human, then you and I are not human. If a single-celled thing from outer space found on an asteroid that crashed in Alaska can be considered alive, then a baby – which starts with no less than two (count ‘em: two, twice as many as that “life” we found on the asteroid) cells, a sperm and an ovum, then a baby is a two-celled human being and should be given the rights granted us in the Preamble to the US Constitution as well as in the full document itself.

In My America, the National Education Association would be de-funded due to failure to perform. Our kids are not being taught to read when they leave high school; or if they can actually read, they aren’t taught to think. I taught my neighbor’s son how to read in less than twenty hours of tutoring when he was going into the fourth grade. How was he promoted out of first, second and third grade without being able to read even to a kindergarten level? This boy couldn’t even sound out how to spell cat, dog, or wing, much less recognize them on paper. When I finished with him, he was reading to grade level and could sound out words. How well can the schools be doing with their educational efforts if this be the case? Oh, and by the way, he was on ADD/ADHD meds, too. But that was after he passed first and second grade, and couldn’t read. “Oh, but that’s why he couldn’t read. He was ADD/ADHD so his teacher couldn’t teach him?" Oh? I got him off of that crud and taught him how to focus and he still learned how to read. If I can do it as a stay-at-home home-schooling Mom, so can a multi-billion dollar big business called “The National Education Association” with all its teachers, administrators and supporters.

In My America, I would see a voter initiative petition drive that resulted in a Constitutional Amendment – unstoppable by Congress – that required Congress to send up a truly balanced budget each and every year. In times of war, we would not need to cut things from the budget. With things like the two NEAs and abortion funding cut (as well as many other programs we now support for who-knows-what reason) we would have money to “establish justice, ensure domestic tranquility, provide for the common defence [sic], and secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity”, even with lower taxes brought about by all this de-funding, and still have plenty to protect ourselves. We would just have to keep a careful eye on our Congress.

That brings me to the final paragraph of this posting. In My America, the people of the United States of America would be aware of what their elected officials are doing with the hard-earned money taxed from the people and the people would hold their elected officials’ feet to the fire for every dime wasted (hundred dollar toilet seats, etc.) and every penny squandered (frivolous trips to foreign countries, eating out at expensive restaurants at our expense, abusing their positions to get out of traffic tickets: they must pay their “fair share” too). The people would write to their legislators, governors and elected dog catchers and demand a refund en masse. Every elected position in the land would be held accountable for, to and by the electorate and every elected position would know that they are being carefully watched. If this would prevent some “good people” from running, maybe they weren’t so good in the first place.

Look for the next posting coming soon.

Until then, keep trying, keep our brave Troops in your prayers, and remember that God loves you even if He doesn’t love your actions. As He does moi.

My America

My America

This is the start of a series (don’t know how many pieces in the series as yet) about the America I think would be my “ideal” America. A partial list of the “My America” series includes the following topics:

Foreign Relations
Social Issues
Religion
The War on Terror
The Public School System
Fiscal Responsibility
Politics

In “My America” I am exercising my First Amendment rights and following a great tradition within America: to say what you think right, good and wholesome, no matter who disagrees with you. I could write what I think wrong, bad and disgusting, but we already have Leftist Liberals and Hollywood taking care of that as entertainment and their “free speech” so why be redundant?

If you are a member of the Liberal Left, please take a moment to read the whole posting before you even begin to respond. Also remember that I get to respond to you. And try not to make it too easy on me. I love what most of the Idiot Left out there thinks of as “Aha!” It’s my vitamin pill. If you really want to be tough, try something no one else on the left has thought of: the truth. That will really surprise me, but it won’t prevent me from responding.

If you are responding and you are not a member of the Catch-Phrase-Fascists (“gravitas”, etc.), you are welcome. I will respond if I so desire.

Either way – or even a Libertarian who thinks he/she is original and will grind me to bits – please remember that bad words are not acceptable. However, nor are they such words as “Conservative”, “Republican”, or “Christian”. Bad words are the words that censors used to remove from movie scripts, then got bleeped out for family viewing but now your four-year-old comes home from Pre-K knowing exactly what they mean, how to spell them and how to use them all in one sentence that would have gotten you sent to a convent (and/or hades: whichever comes first).

Look for the first posting coming soon.

Until then, keep trying, keep our brave Troops in your prayers, and remember that God loves you even if He doesn’t love your actions. As He does moi.

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Testing

Testing