A few words before I eat

Off to a brutal week, but surprised when I looked online at my personnel file. I was promoted. No one said a word. It’s just you look up in your damned online file and woo hoo!

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I am trying to write a review of a CD in which I “invested.” It’s not that I will get any money from it, but I got the CD pre-release and it is a good one.

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Romney vs. Obama. Or Obama vs. Romney. Don’t either one of you go putting anything up in “lock boxes.” I remember camping in the Angelina National Forest, 12 years ago, listening to Gore vs. Bush on the radio during their last debate. Maybe the older folks got something from listening to debates on the radio, but I didn’t. However, it was just one week after quitting smoking and I was having no problem. Now, almost 12 years later, I am still tobacco free I am happy to say. Sometimes I miss smoking. Sometimes I even dream of it. But the pleasure I get from being smoke and tobacco free far, far, far, outweighs the minute pleasure I received from smoking, chewing or dipping.

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The Texans knocked the Titans in the dirt yesterday, which, I suppose, is somewhere below the artificial grass and concrete below Reliant Stadium. Of course, I’m happy. The Texans are still the only undefeated AFC team. And they beat the team that was stolen from Houston by that snake of a man called “Bud.”

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I am getting hungry, so I need to go.

Republican hypocrisy. I guess we just have to live with it.

 “You don’t criticize the Commander-in-Chief in the middle of a firefight. That could be construed as putting U.S. forces in jeopardy and undermining morale.” — Bill O’Reilly, April 2004

What changed O’Really? Is the fact Iraq — which your neocon pals got the nation into while pissing away a chance to smash al-Qaida — is out of the picture? But U.S. and friendly forces are still dying from IEDs and Taliban dressed as police in Afghanistan. Does that not count, Billy Boy?

 “He’s the Commander-in-Chief. And what I find frankly repugnant about you and some of your fellow Democrats – you have undermined our president…” — Sean Hannity, March 2006

Well, let me see. Barack Obama is now the Commander-in-Chief and you, Mr. Hannity, and your ilk spent your entire lives for the last 3 1/2 years dedicated to undermining our president. The only basic difference I see is that a black man is now president and that has gotten millions of Republicans’ panties in a wad. Yes, sure there are the same old philosophical differences over taxes and now the Republican candidate for president appears to loathe people who are not like him, rich. You know, that whole 47 percent thing Gov. Romney despises.

 “And furthermore, one of the fundamental principles we have in America is that the president is the commander in chief of the armed forces and attempts to undermine the commander in chief during time of war amounts to treason.” — Pat Robertson, December 2005

Pat Robertson has said so many crazy things that this quote, by itself isn’t quite as insane as saying 9/11 happened because of pagans, gays and lesbians and Hurricane Katrina was God’s way of punishing us for allowing abortion. It still isn’t illegal to say anything that smacks of free speech though. And now Robertson, Hannity and O’Reilly can’t find enough hours in the day to criticize President Obama and call him names. Meanwhile, we are still, technically, at war. This fact was brought home on the most recent 9/11 (2012) when a terrorist attack killed U.S. Ambassador to Libya Chris Stevens, two ex-SEALS who were his body guards and a computer supervisor.

I don’t have to remind you how the country group the Dixie Chicks found themselves blacklisted and boycotted after lead singer Natalie Maines told a London audience that she was ashamed to be from the same state — Texas — as President George W. Bush. Hell, I was ashamed to reside in the same state as Dubya did as far back as when he was Texas governor.

It would be silly — as in the juvenile manner Republican operatives feed to their crowds — for anyone to criticize the Republicans for disparaging Barack during a time of war and constant crisis. The best that can be done is to remind the GOP how often its members and leaders engage in hypocrisy to where it is a modus operandi.

I don’t pretend to be religious, although I find it interesting now and for a long time what others find in matters of faith. So I searched for and found an outline of a sermon from Matthew on learning from hypocrites. It really doesn’t surprise me that hypocrisy bent Jesus out of shape at times. I can identify although it seems the sermon focuses on the spiritual damage that can befall hypocrites whereas in my case it just mainly pisses me off.

 “23 Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye pay tithe of mint and anise and cummin, and have omitted the weightier matters of the law, judgment, mercy, and faith: these ought ye to have done, and not to leave the other undone.

 “24 Ye blind guides, which strain at a gnat, and swallow a camel.” — Matthew 23, King James Version

The fact that many of those same hypocrites who accused war dissenters of treason claim to be Holy men or holier-than-thou is also no big shocker. Hypocrisy is an affliction that infects the human race no matter the color, religion or station in life. I would be a hypocrite if I didn’t admit to some hypocrisy from time-to-time.

Still, I find those who walk about on a larger stage and in fact tell others how to think presents a much bigger moral ambiguity. Those like the Fox commentators and other talking heads speak as if only they are right and are righteous. There is nothing anyone can do about this except to start thinking for oneself. I warn you though. It isn’t easy.

Oh, I lifted some of these quotes from a magnificent piece by Bob Cesca.com. Imitation is the sincerest (and easiest) form of flattery. Hey, I said thinking for oneself wasn’t easy.

 

Romney plays the taxpayers for fools. Voters, don’t play me for one.

Mittens has kind of pissed me off.

The more that is uncovered and talked about the secret video of Romney’s mega gaffe, the madder I get. It should make a lot of other folks angry as well and not just the “47 percent who are dependent upon government, who believe that they are victims, who believe the government has a responsibility to care for them, who believe that they are entitled to health care, to food, to housing, to you-name-it.

You know who Mittens is talking about don’t you? He’s talking about you, the working class dog, the tired, the poor, the elderly, the huddled masses. You name it.

I have heard this notion for a couple of years now from the right wing that one doesn’t pay income taxes if they pay payroll taxes. That is just a big, fat lie. In the true sense, the payroll taxes that you and your employer pay are based on a percentage of income. Am I right? Well even if my logic is faulty, just listen to what I am saying for once.

For many of the years I have worked I have paid income taxes. True, my payroll taxes were deducted when I have had steady work. But guess what happened when I have had to fill in that line on the 1040 form that says: “Business Income (or loss?” ) Most years I have had to write a figure down — though often it was a small number — noting: “Rental real estate, royalties, partnerships, S corporations, trusts, etc. Attach Schedule E” For the past two years the “Pensions and annuities” blank on my form hasn’t stayed blank for long. Yes, I get a pension, a whopping, whole $1,400 a year. Don’t laugh, it keeps me in my weekly hamburger. It has been several years but I do have to pay income tax, actually pay income tax — in the Rush Limbaugh spirit — even though I have mostly paid payroll taxes most of my life. So am I in that list that doesn’t pay income tax, even when I actually have to pay income tax in addition to my payroll taxes? You see that isn’t in the sound bite Rush, or Hannity or even Romney gives.

It just irritates me to no end that the man who wants to be president of all the people, not just the rich Republican ones, raises money by going on a verbal jihad against anyone who receives any and all types of government benefits. As I’ve said before, I don’t recall ever seeing Romney’s ass in uniform serving his country. No offense to the VA, but if I could afford insurance and could afford to see doctors who did not work in one way or the other for the Department of Veterans Affairs (or go to real doctors for that matter, my primary care giver at the VA is a physician’s assistant,) I would not have to fight for treatment at the VA. Like right now, I misplaced a box of glucose test strips and the VA is insistent that I can’t have any more until December.

If Mittens thinks the 47 percent who have written him off are all slackers looking for a handout, then I think he should just take himself out of the race right now. He is totally delusional. Here is something else. If you receive government benefits — Social Security, a military or government pension or both, and/or health assistance from the government — Romney is talking about you. You might be the biggest Romney fan on your block or in your fair city. But Romney could care less about you. You are being duped by Mittens and the Republican propaganda machine.

I would say that if you blindly follow Mitt Romney that you get what you deserve. The problem is I don’t feel as if I should get what you deserve.

 

Fun fact. Watch me ramble. Learn my likes and dislikes. Shoot me out of a cannon into outer space!

¿Le voten por mí, por favor?  Please? Pretty please, with azúcar  on top?

El Presidente and the Guv’nor are courting the Latino as if their lives depended on it. Well, I suppose their political lives depend on it. Not so much heard today about the House panel vote just yesterday on a contempt of Congress charge for Attorney Gen. Eric Holder. “You’re up one day and then you’re down,” as that great Americana poet songster John Prine says. Something the GOPers seem to be finding out on a regular basis. Dems too.

But it is true. That isn’t even my point although I think Rachel Maddow did a spectacular job last night showing the craziness of the right and pretty much the Republican mainstream in office. Apparently the right has been playing this “Fast and Furious” thing up as a big Obama conspiracy to take away the citizenry’s guns. That’s right! Sell guns illegally to take everybody’s .22, .410, Glock and bazooka away. It is amazingly … lame. I am a firm believer in the public’s right to have a gun. I, have, well, had one. I hocked it to a friend and I hope he still has it. It’s a Remington .870 pump shotgun.

Nevertheless, I am at the point where I think Wayne LaPierre and the rest of the NRA leadership are insane. I mean just totally batsroom crazy! Guns don’t kill people, lobbyists kill people!

Actually, I was going to satirize those little “Bio Boxes” that have been so popularly used by newspapers over the past decade or so. Perhaps more than that. I saw this one from the Associated Press on the Washington Post Website about Rob Portman. He is the Ohio Republican senator who is supposedly on the “short list” as a Romney veep pick. I only know a little about him and the bio box referenced really doesn’t do a super job in telling me who the wannabe Romney-Portman ticket No. 2 really is.

I once worked at a small newspaper where we did something similar to a bio box. Monday being a slow news day, especially at what was then an afternoon paper, we shined the spotlight on someone in our fair town worth noting while filling up a big ol’ news hole to boot. We asked questions like what books were they reading, their favorite TV show and the like. We also asked the question if you had a dream dinner, who were four people would you invite and what would you have to eat? That question always struck me as particularly funny for some reason even though I don’t think most people would find it unreasonable to ask.

Since I used to crack jokes about the four people and dinner, a colleague asked me the question “who were four I would invite” for a very flattering column she wrote about me upon my departure at the paper. My answer to the question about the four I would invite was “Myself and a three-way mirror.” Well, she didn’t ask who were the four people  I would invite.  I guess you had to be there. Anyway, it was sweet what Beth wrote about me and I’ll always appreciate it.

And now without further a do-do, here is my bio box just so you all will get to know me better. Hahahahaha!

NAME: Puddintain. Just kidding, Eight Feet Deep.

AGE: 56, in dog years.

PLACE OF BIRTH: In a hospital, in a galaxy far, far away.

EDUCATION: B.A., Stephen F. Austin State University. Home of “Surfin’ Steve.”

EXPERIENCE: Yes, I am experienced. I also have been experienced. I have experience too.

ON THE NIGHTSTAND: A CPAP mask for my sleep apnea. A secure hotline to the Kremlin.

RECENT MOVIES I’VE SEEN: “Fort Apache.” I stayed up way too late one night last week watching this on TCM.

MUSIC: Dude! Americana-Country: John Prine, Willie Nelson, Jerry Jeff Walker, Hank Williams Sr., Dr. Hook, Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys, Emmylou Harris, Norah Jones. Rock: Rolling Stones, ZZ Top, Allman Brothers, Led Zepplin, Cracker, Coldplay; Blues-Soul: Freddy King, Chuck Willis, Sam and Dave, Al Green, Taj Mahal. Swamp Pop-Zydeco-Cajun, The Boogie Kings, Jivin’ Gene,  Jerry LaCroix,  Wayne Toups, Marcia Ball and on and on and freakin’ on.

HOBBIES: Hiking, until I developed back problems and now can’t walk for more than 10 minutes. Biking. I need to fix my flat. Camping. Building ships in a bottle that are able to blast their way out and kick some seafaring ass! Just kidding.

FUN FACT: One time, at a party at my house when I was in college, we once burned my couch on a bonfire. But that was not before we spent all day shooting it with all manner of guns. Each time we would shoot, we would yell: “This is what you get for f***ing my wife!” We, thus, learned that if you were having an affair, don’t ever hide behind the couch!