A wonderful somewhat Holiday....

I set to the wonder this day the day after the big Holiday I wonder if the recipes were alright, you know was there just enough of this or that, or that pinch too much of salt or pepper. The reason of the wonder was you know this meal has to last a whole another year.

 

So it was that I was off to the recipe books;

 

First up the stuffing, you know all those expectations all delivered in a wonderful seasoned cubed style mush of chopped pieces of year insults moisten with a touch of spit while the yelling is the oven warmed, trying figuring out how to unthaw your one line charms of memories that shut up a whole house, then someone with enough brains asks where the Turkey is….

 

This brings us to the time before time of the black sleepless nights of spending needlessly on shit that wont work or is too cheap to matter, to the real reason the car is out of gas as you drove half away a crossed the country to find a per thawed yard bird that some one else called a turkey. Spending two hours in car with your siblings can be like life on death row seem easy, as they remember every shitty thing you did while they were trying to be adults.

 

So now I wonder that the main cores is set with just enough hidden anger to justify bringing liquor into the room, ( ever noted that the volume of noise raises with the amount of liquor being poured.) I know today that I can not blame the liquor for what my tongue said but I remember what the local law officer said as he left.

 

So now that I am sure of the hangover and the fines I must now pay, I am hoping beyond all hope to make it to the desert.

 

But first my friend we have to get to the serving part of this wonderful thought of a holiday.

 

As the many insults fly and the courts and media will now wonder the why, was it my childhood that sets me apart or was it that last parental statement that now hangs upon my head, you know the one, the one the moms make you promise never to break that wonderful warm feelings we all seem to make.

 

Then a child of one of yours makes clear the point of the day, while chewing something found in their pocket they yell is it done yet, I would try to remember the child however the backhand and the bounce afterwards, only lead to the return of the WWF, on top of what was once a perfectly set table. ( I’ll stay out of the who did who to what who because I remember that officer said if you drink even one you can not drive, so consider yourself not responsible, so I’ll not point a finger.( ever seen a yard bird fly? I did…))

 

Someone once read a story of how the perfect day was to be done while giving everything away, you should have gone to charm school because that is not at my house during the Holiday.

 

I am sure that after my departure the settlement of who is God and why they use Shame will come back, as soon as someone there remembers the desert its in the oven, I would server you, however they are waiting a Monday hearing, so while I type this wonderful notes about some sick individuals idea that its cool to hang out with family over a long weekend, I will now explain the values of the hidden meanings.

 

Alas then I would have to call that HUMBLED PIE..

 

So of this wonderful wonder I have had about which is filled with hidden expectations, I have come to one resolve once a year is more than enough! You the F.. is Earnest Hemingway anyhow.

 

I hope your yard bird day was better than my yard being a bird today, or my being a bird in this yard today.

 

While typing this I received six invitations to car pool the shopping black moments of perfect prices, I shall now be spending that wonderful expectation on my defense.

 

I should now state as clearly as I can, if I get asked one more time, How my Turkey day was I’ll give you the reason of a chiefs recipe book or at least the weight of it.

 

And note of hope, Next holiday please……

 

 

 

Butt then another Holiday would be fun.

A Toast for the holiday!

A toast I offer thee, “May the season bring the wishes so dear into a realness of our lives, I tip my cup to thee, an offering of a dear wish to hear, may your harvest fest be filled with love hear! hear!”

A question

To offer one Prose,

 

What is of more value to each of you, its it the value of power even as tame as fame,

is it the value to belong with another that you so long,

is it the fun of learning that is a grand earning,

or should it be the carefree of choice which would make you rejoice.

 

It is in each of these we find the reason of you the reason of I,

 

For if I become to famous then shall I be received with hate,

If my desperation of attachment becomes your chain,

Then my humor becomes discriminations released,

And the only choice I have is greed.

 

If you look upon me with envy,

Then it is a hostage you take,

Then your fun becomes a torment,

Thus I should wither and die,

 

 

There is one value we can share to which all love is bare, to show another we care.

 

The reason of you, the reason of I.

 

Of which do you value more?

A artist of no color

Plato of art; Does the heart argue of mans values of good and of evil. For Aristotle lays claim he must be beast or god, as the artist asks but one question to all…

 

What do you want of me, a question which has become the statement of demand between my fellow man.

 

What expectations have you laid which I have not failed at, what value have you stolen of me that a requirement is now made.

 

To sculpt art; is not the removal of the unused, but the removal of unneeded, unwanted, is this not the fault of the artist, to be of waste.

 

Yet it is your politician lay waste to the unwanted, unneeded of him you claim a leader of men. Your clergy has stolen your charity calling it your unwanted, unneeded, to him you give more.

 

Of the art Plato does the heart argue of the good and evil of man, the artist lays claim to the beast of men that all the values you stole can never be returned, were is Aristotle is claiming me the beast of men, for what value shall I sculpt of men.  

 

 

The artist of no color, what do you want of me?

 

 

 

Liberalism doesn’t work…..

Liberalism doesn’t work…..

 

I find this statement interesting, though this issue has merit, the term Liberalism or liberal here in America took two interesting historical facts, first the original idea that a liberal stands for equality, without reservation, to creed, color, nor social status seems to be lost today in America politics.

 

Franklin D. Roosevelt and his new deal policies of the welfare-state, were ideas that took America through a tuff time, completely bad in foundation and actualization this became an almost dogmatic chant of the policy of those days, and the retaliation for many years now.

 

1976 the GOP and in the following Presidential Candidate Ronald Reagan, took the term even further down a negative moral hole when the idea of Liberal began to include the values of marriage, and faith based social support.

 

Liberal doesn’t mean these things.

 

This confusion has lead to a great many miss understandings, and disastrous policies on both sides of the political table.

 

 

Without a Liberal history shows us that we would not have this country, and in many parts of the world democracy as we know would not be a functioning form of government.

 

History also shows us that every government will have a needy or finically insecure part of the population to which liberal statements and values can be addressed, it is within that address that we find many of the most powerful leaders and values. John F. Kennedys Speech “Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country”, Martin Luther King “I have a Dream” speech are now a fundamental part of America. Both based on Liberal ideas and concepts. This is repeated in history all the way back to the very beginnings of this nation.

 

Let me make this clear as I as to what I believe, no child no where should suffer from hunger, need of health care, nor lack of education, thus enabling them to define their own prosperity. This is not a value that should be tossed around with a bad label. With today’s technologies we have no excuse not to make that happen.

 

We spend Billions upon Billions yearly on war, guns, and security, the Policies of excesses in the War on Drugs, the Terror ( the Security War.) War, which involve our own land and population is staggering. Our agreements in weapon trades is appalling!

Just last month, during this big debate on health care and funding our government, we released 1.6 billion in weapons to Pakistan. We were in a closed down state, politicians on both sides would not let our children into a National park, yet we can give 1.6 billion in guns.

 

If that is the Value of a conservative, then call me liberal.

 

To be forced by law to provide financial security to an industry of service is also just as appalling, Home Auto and Health mandated by law, are you now going to mandate my business, no matter the excuse used nor the value of the insurance you are mandated by law.

 

If that is the Value of a conservative, then call me a Liberal but mandate my business.

 

I am a Republican I have Liberal values am I really the issue?

My Wife is a Democrat she has Liberal values is she really the issue?

Yes at the dinner table there are heated debates, yet we still seem to be able to help another daily, provide a stable place for our children, just barely, but we are here, we are proud, yet we are humble are we really the issue?

 

 

The Angle and I

Take the sword from my hand oh Michael the protector of the children of a land I once walked, tell me now as you can see I am unarmed unlike you, if you have come here to collect a soul then let it be mine, least you say I have no right to stand to this fight. Unarm yourself Michael and then we will talk.

 

If this is done I have questions of you and I am sure you of me, yet I can only assume you and I could have this fight, this thought may just take me into the night, first of me or first of you we could flip the coin of fate, or if you prefer we could stand at the pearly gate, either would lead to the first assumption.

 

You protect kids this is what is said of you, and I am but a father so on this ground do we relate. Yet for my sake I have to admit, of a few small things to which should be given a handicap. First while of coarse is the fact that I am human, and rather a simple man, I am prone to faults but of those I claim I can make a stand, though not perfect nor a near reflection of you, enough if you allow me the excuse of this thought to put you and I together. I know that is bold but you and I know something of each other, and yes we do relate on another, if you will another point of interest at least to me should this conversation actually occur.

 

You see Michael I am unarmed,

 

Do you know what this means Michael to you and I, I can only assume that you would, that the curse if you will, of the twin cities that once were, your hand is stilled if will at least until I am no more, yes Michael it is held. For we can find at least one thus our fight has yet to begun.

 

You see Michael I am unarmed.

 

I know you know Michael I am not without a sin, this a truth of which I will not deny, oh Michael to each and everyone, I have done what I have done of this you are sure, this too is a promise of which has been fulfilled.

 

You see Michael I am unarmed.

 

So Michael this means that you and I can actually have this little chat, I herd this of you also, that you can carry the thoughts and prayers of many, that you can intercede for the needy. On this Michael your hand is not held, I was wondering as I would if this was to really come to pass if that this is the moment were I would come to pass.

 

What stays your hand Michael why have you not stepped forth, to help the seeds of the many, Michael what stays your hand.

 

You see Michael I am unarmed,

 

Does your sword not weigh so, that you would wish to set it aside, I did try to set mine aside so long ago I may actually have forgotten where I put such a thing, they are a bit dangerous around those kids you know, which as you know I started long ago.

 

You see Michael I am unarmed,

 

You know what is said of me oh Michael of this I am sure, I will not stand aside and watch, I just can not, I have before as you well know stood for another, even have stayed a hand, or at least an unkind word.

 

I know that price Michael I know it well, while you have held you anger and your temper I have failed in those, yet  I can stand and tell the tale, but of this you know Michael of this I am sure, for Michael I was too a child once. What stays your hand Michael.

 

 

You see Michael I am unarmed.

O-Benefactor

O- to the time of the benefactor,

 

Remember in books when in the story a captain needed a ship or a student a college education how they would use a benefactor, who for a price took a share of the business that the character of the story needed. Those benefactors seems odd for some they seemed to conduct the business and take their share and drift into the background and be gone, whiles took on a more aggressive stance and built more and more into each transaction, usually these guys were villains. When they were portrayed as villains they seemed to have someone, a Sheriff or a Governor with troops to enforce the villain’s collections. That somehow the villain they got a piece of every transaction, until either death or a hero put an end to the game.

 

Home Auto fire and Health enforced by law, anyone need a villain?

 

How would it be to have a benefactor, you would need one should you have need of my services, in fact I think that should be a law, you can pay the benefactor, for the introduction, the rent upon my building, for my materials, for the travel of the model, cost of my equipment, the printing, the packaging and the shipping oh yes I forgot the image as well,

To each of these you must pay percentage an amount to my benefactor, while he only pays me my fee.

 

So my benefactor can go and play golf with my doctors benefactor who makes the four some complete, for that is business law in America.

 

I am still unsure as to why my benefactor chooses to hide, I would like to congratulate him on such an achievement for by law you then would have to pay my fee. Thus he just gets to win the benefactor golf game.

 

Or so I would wish.