The Imposter Called…
Sarah Palin, and the wreck she’s making of the right-wing. Here’s an interesting article that points out the issues she talks about, or rather, doesn’t talk about.
Operation Enduring War
The reality of war doesn’t seem to go away, despite voting for “hope” and “change.” Read more, here.
Advice from Gerald Celente
Report on Trip to Georgia
I feel a bit guilty, it has been nearly two weeks since I left my dear state of IL, and I haven’t written a single blog post about it yet. So perhaps today that will change. The highlights of my trip so far? Last Friday we went to Savannah, the first time I had visited my namesake town. I don’t know if that means I was named after the city, or the city was named after me, but neither are correct. I’m disappointed in my parents for one thing: It is hard to come down here to the South with…
Meeting Margaret, Chapter 8
Dear Margie, I know I will be home soon. We’re almost done beating Germany into the dust. It is such a wonderful feeling, to know that America has won—or will win—and to know that I helped, I am part of it. I will be home in time to plant the crops this year, I am sure. By then the flowers will be blooming, the grass will be lush and green. We can plant the garden together. And we can put our clean clothes out on the line to dry in the spring breezes. The hens will hatch their chicks and…
What I have to look forward to…
That is, as part of the Millennial Generation, read more here. I’m afraid it isn’t much to look forward to, at least not right now.
The New Conservatives
Apparently there’s a new generation and new way of thinking for the right-wing. I don’t consider myself a right-winger anymore, but can identify with some of these ideas. At least it sounds more intelligent and thoughtful than what Rush Limbaugh throws out there every day.
Disaster: What Happens When the Gov’t Runs Businesses
From Jim Powell at Campaign for Liberty, here.
Meeting Margaret, Chapter 7
Winter passed slowly for Margie. She found that she could manage more of the farm work, and Eva was teaching her how to keep the farmhouse clean and do all the things that were needed on a farm. Margie grew to love the farm even more. She went out to help Avery every evening with barn chores. He showed her how to milk the cow, Lovely. She remembered Lee introducing her to the farm animals. “You named a cow Lovely?” He laughed. “Yes, I did.” “Why?” “I don’t know, I really have no idea. It is a crazy name, I…
A Little Late, But…
I just discovered that in 1926, the 4th of July was celebrated on July 5th because the 4th fell on a Sunday. I’ve complained about how even the teeny-tiny towns out here still had the parade on the 4th (not that I enjoy going to the parade) and no one really cared that it was on Sunday. It seems that our country used to be more respectful of the day. That makes me happy, and sad. Happy that people back then were more sensitive. Sad that times have changed so much.
