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In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.

~George Orwell

As a Christian, I want to take care of the earth I believe God made, but I admit that all the ideas, suggestions and downright orders  get overwhelming, tiring and annoying.  Seems like every day there’s a new idea or a contradiction to a previous “sure” thing.  I can’t put a windmill in my backyard and I’m not going to get rid of my Toyota Sienna mini-van for a small car that takes less gas but won’t carry anything worth talking about and will never make back in gas savings what the car cost (since my van’s paid off.)  So what do I do?  Here are some small things I do that are easy to and make at least a small difference.  Multiply them, or other small things like them, by every person and the difference becomes meaningful. (more…)

United has decided that they’re getting on the breed specific legislation boat just when most other people and places, with some notable exceptions (read about some here…., are jumping off that boat in record numbers. (more…)

It’s Monday morning, time for your daughter to go to preschool. You jump out of bed, get dressed, wake your daughter (maybe twice) , fix breakfast, empty the dishwasher, fix lunch. Let’s see. What do you have for lunch? Even more importantly, what will she eat and not quietly toss in the garbage? Veggies are out, unless you keep an eagle eye on her, which you can’t do while she’s at school. Look in the fridge. Hmmm, how about a turkey and cheese sandwich? Not bad. You know your daughter will eat that. A banana…that’s good, healthy and, best of all, desirable! Add some chips,some apple juice and it’s time to go. Phew! One small step for mother-kind. Now off to the real work of the day. You feel good because your daughter has a nice, reasonably healthy lunch and you can shove those veggies down her throat tonight….er, I mean….watch her to make sure she eats them.

But wait!! You live in North Carolina and in NC today, the preschool lunch police are patrolling the lunch room. According to Matthew Boyle of “The Daily Caller”,, “That meal didn’t meet with approval from the government agent who was on site inspecting kids’ lunches that day.” Guess what? Your daughter’s lunch is busted and suddenly you’re not the next incarnation of Martha-Stewart-mom-edition. You’re a criminal!! Up against the lunch line! Now!

I know it’s hard to believe and it’s more difficult for me to maintain a light, sarcastic tone, when what I really want to do is rip this “government agent’s”  pencil and pad away and throw them out with the uneaten cafeteria veggies. Who in the world, and in his/her right mind, thinks government agents should be inspecting preschoolers lunches???????? Raise your hand; I dare you!! Oh, yeah, and don’t forget who’s paying these people. You and I, the criminal classes.

(Breathe in, breathe out. Wax on, wax off. OK. I’m under control.)

Matthew reports that, “The Department of Health and Human Services’ Division of Child Development and Early Education requires that all lunches served in pre-kindergarten programs must meet USDA guidelines. Meals, the guidelines say, must include one serving each of meat, milk and grain and two servings of fruit or vegetables. Those guidelines apply to home-packed lunches as well as cafeteria meals.”

A few questions/objections spring to mind. What if you’re vegetarian or vegan? What if your child hates vegetables or fruit? Is ketchup really considered a veggie? How about French fries? What if you send a salad with no milk or meat? What if you butt out of my business? (Sorry, that somehow just slipped out!) What if school lunches aren’t particularly healthful or appealing? What if kids throw out the “healthful” parts of that lunch? Oh…they do? Does it count that the kids just take the good food? Is the trash can getting healthier? Is the next step an inspector at each table to be sure each child actually eats all the food groups?

But it gets better! Her meal was so unhealthy that the government agent forced her to eat better-for-her-than-a-turkey-and-cheese-sandwich cafeteria chicken nuggets. I bet she felt much healthier after that!! I’d like to know what happened to the rest of her meal. Did they send it to China where all those starving children are who appreciate having the food you don’t want to eat?

And that really begs the question of which food group they thought she was missing and why chicken nuggets (even if they really are chicken) replaced it? Aren’t chicken nuggets protein and aren’t turkey and cheese both protein as well?

But wait! That’s not all. Although the mother didn’t order the school lunch now and get the free Ginsu knives and free shipping, she did get charged for the cafeteria chicken nuggets, about $1.25 or so, I think, from another report I heard. Talk about adding insult to injury. (I’ve just realized that there are way too many sentences in this blog that require exclamation points but if I put them all in, the whole thing would look like a Robert Ludlum book. In fact, it does have that sort of feel. Perhaps if Jason Bourne had been here, this wouldn’t have happened. Or perhaps the government agent would be dead, the preschool burned to the ground {or blown up}, but with minimal loss of young lives, and all the forces of the US government would be after Jason to force HIM to eat the cafeteria lunch, the better to make him tell all he knows. I’m pretty sure cafeteria chicken nugget would do the trick.)

Now I see there’s a “Man Charged For Allegedly Cooking And Eating Cats: Jason Louis Wilmert Arrested In California”, While the article didn’t mention it, I wonder if they forced him to eat cafeteria chicken nuggets as well. Or did he only have to eat fruit and veggies, put the cat on some whole grains and drink his milk?

This isn’t the death of common sense. This is murder most foul and possibly (no, probably) the start of a nation-wide cereal killing spree.

From one book that made me furious to another, this time Gangster Government, Barack Obama and The New Washington Thugocracy, by David Freddoso.  Sometimes what I read makes me so angry I have to stop reading for awhile to do some real, something grounded—some chores, some cooking, drink a cup of tea while looking out the window at the sunshine, think about how happy I am my husband’s operation went well.  The one question that remains unanswered to me is why anyone would want the government to do more “for” us.  In most cases I believe it’s “to” us, not “for” us, but why do you want someone else telling you what to do, how/when/where to do it, who will/should/must do it and how, without ever a reasonable why?  And then, of course, the kicker—doing it all with the money taken straight (or not so straightly) from your pocket, wasting a good deal of it, then telling you what to do with the little that remains.

I realize that I lied, inadvertently.  I do have a second unanswered question—why do so many people not understand that the government gets the money for all their programs and salaries and so much more from us?  When you say, “The government will do that”, “The federal government will give us funds for that bridge/program/’art’/whatever”, that money isn’t just plucked from the air (although they do sometimes print it even without backing), it comes right from your paycheck, your taxes, your wallet and from those of everyone else in the country.  To borrow a slightly adulterated quote from “The Three Amigos”, “If you want some money, you just take some money” (in your best outlaw, Mexican voice.)

Tell me you honestly think that’s right.  Go ahead.  Make my day.  Double-dog dare you.  And if you do, back it up.

To tie both books together, why should it be illegal in places to hang your clothes outside?  Common sense has flown the coop, given up the ghost, gotten out of Dodge.  I’ve wanted a clothesline for years and now, after reading Folks, this ain’t normal, I’m resolved to have one.  I plan it to be “Don’t ask, don’t tell.”  I’m not going to ask if it’s OK and I’m not going to tell anyone about it.  If someone else tells and it’s illegal, then we’ll see where we go from there.  Winning back our country and our rights one clothesline at a time.

I’ve been writing an unblog for a short while, so I’m still catching up….

I love the idea and feel of fleece but it has one attribute so overwhelmingly annoying that I have a few pieces I’m considering throwing out or donating.  That attribute is the consummate ability to pick up hair (whatever I have left after washing and brushing mine) and fuzz from any and every source and then be unwilling to yield possession of it back to me, even when I’m coaxing (or attempting wrench, depending on my mood) all of it back off via my lint brush.  Said brush works wonderfully on most things but fleece fights back with all its might and, too often, wins.

Folks, this ain’t normal (referenced the previous post), made me furious in too many ways even to document in a short while but mainly in the plethora of stupid rules, regulations and laws that are not only ridiculous but harmful and counterproductive.  Guess from whence they emanate?  The (mostly federal but not always) government…the entity that thinks they have to, and have the right to, run our lives, micromanage everything we do and make us pay for the privilege.  We should be able to run the entire country on the energy of the Founding Fathers whirling full time and so fast as to be unseeable in their graves!  Common sense has long since disappeared and along with absolute power corrupting absolutely, it absolutely destroys whatever cells are tasked with common sense so that when some opportunity for intelligent thought comes along, those cells are short-circuited.  But wait.  Intelligent thought, so-called, is probably at the basis of the problem.  Those believing they have the corner on it think that we, the rest of the world, need them to tell us how to do everything and that we, left to ourselves, will self-destruct, taking them with us.  Oh, how the opposite is true!!