Prime's Worm Hole : How Did Your Date Go Last Night?

Sunday, May 31, 2009

How Did Your Date Go Last Night?

How did your date go last night? A reasonable question right? Something that might be heard around the water cooler on any given morning.

But come Monday morning, how many Americans will be concerned about the president's New York date with wife Michelle Saturday night. Not that it should really matter, aside from the fact that we paid for it. As we pay for anything involving any president.

It is certainly one thing for the president to take a weekend at Camp David or a weekend in Crawford, or even a fund raising trip to Las Vegas, as this president did last week. But when you crank up Air Force One and all the Secret Service war wagons that go with that, just for a night on the town with the wife in New York?

Well surely that will turn some heads in the heartland. Right? Surely the 6 1/2 million Americans that have lost their jobs in the past six months might notice something like that. Surely those staring down foreclosures and the loss of their own jobs in the next six months must have noticed. Surely those who watched their life savings and their retirement accounts lose 40 percent in the last year and who cannot afford a simple night on the town must have noticed.

I wonder. I seriously do. I wonder if the American people are making the connections with what they are seeing and what they are being allowed to see by media, as it concerns their president and the goings on in Washington over the past three and a half months. I wonder when they are going to stand up and demand accountability and responsibility. I wonder when they are going to stand up and say enough is enough! We are dying out here! We have to live within our means and now we can't even do that and yet those in Washington and the president are continuing the high life, as if nothing is the matter and no one should be concerned.

The people will one day tire of it that is for sure. They always do. And the people will one day turn on not only their elected representatives in Washington, but also their tormentors on the television and the radio and yes even those in media on the Internet. The news papers have already felt the wrath and the major television networks are also beginning to melt away financially under the reality that the people are no longer buying what they are selling.

So how long before it becomes bare bones basics? Bare knuckle reporting and investigative reports of the corruption as it should be? A good place to begin in my opinion is 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Look no further than there to see the corrupted thinking of champagne socialism at it's extremes.

While you and I (the cake eaters) are languishing in the throes of the worst recession in living memory and one that that threatens our very existence and the future of our families, these others in Washington (the cheese eaters) are enjoying the ride on our dime and literally laughing in our faces.

I hope the president and the missus enjoyed their date and night on the town in New York last night. Last month was my twenty fifth wedding anniversary and my wife and I had no date or celebration with a night out. Not that we couldn't have afforded it or that we didn't have the money. We just felt that it wasn't prudent in today's world of not knowing what tomorrow will bring, to be frivolous with our finances. Not even for an anniversary. How many others are there that didn't even have to debate the issue with themselves. They simply can't afford any extravagance.

I wonder when (if ever) those we have elected to represent us are going to get the point.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...: My wife and I haven't been on any dates in the last year, that is for sure.; May 31, 2009 at 2:51:00 PM GMT-5
Debra said...: Glad to see that someone is enjoying life and having a good time. Might as well, as it isn't going to last that long.; May 31, 2009 at 3:23:00 PM GMT-5
Gilly said...: I haven't had the ability to go out in so long I can't remember. And here Obama is telling me and the rest of America, that he won't raise our taxes if we make under $250.000 a year, yet all he has done so far is spend more fo our money and look for more means to tax us.

And it is those in the lower classes and working classes who are really feeling the reality.

Socialism works just fine for the elites, but it sucks for the rest of us.; June 1, 2009 at 6:31:00 AM GMT-5

Prime's Worm hole

This is a place for me to muse about the issues that affect our world. My world and my country and my life in particular. I can say what I want to here and those who may stumble across my musings, are welcome to comment,or not. America is under siege. Everything this nation has ever represented, is now being torn asunder and crushed by the onslaught of egalitarian socialism. All morals and social values have been devolved into the belief that systemic racism, is the only underlying cause or reason for any societal ills in America. And that representation, is nothing but a Trojan Horse argument. A means of getting the egalitarian camel's nose into the tent. And now that it has been inserted? There is mayhem and anarchy and burning and looting all across America. And the only questions that remains to be asked and answered? Are these. When is enough enough and when will the American people call full stop and take the law into their own hands, to repel this socialist based attack on the Constitution and our personal freedoms.

Thinking

It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then -- just to loosen up and be a part of the crowd.
Inevitably, though, one thought led to another and soon I was more than just a social thinker.

I began to think alone -- "to relax", I told myself -- but I knew it wasn't true.
Thinking became more and more important to me and finally I was thinking all the time.

I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't help myself.

I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau, Muir, Confucius and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"

One day the boss called me in. He said, "Listen, I like you and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job."

"Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."

"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!" "But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver.

"You think as much as college professors and college professors don't make that much money, so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!"
She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama.

"I'm going to the library," I snarled
I headed for the library, in the mood for some John Locke. I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors.

They didn't open. The library was closed.

To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night.

Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Emerson, a poster caught my eye, "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked.

This is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker.

I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.

I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking. I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me.

Today I took the final step...I joined the Democratic Party

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If you are able,
save them a place
inside of you
and save one backward glance
when you are leaving
for the places they can
no longer go.
Be not ashamed to say
you loved them,
though you may
or may not have always.
Take what they have left
and what they have taught you
with their dying
and keep it with your own.
And in that time
when men decide and feel safe
to call the war insane,
take one moment to embrace
those gentle heroes
you left behind.

Major Michael Davis O'Donnell
1 January 1970
Dak To, Vietnam

Captain Michael O'Donnell was lost in Cambodia on March 24 1970, while flying a UH1 rescue helicopter, trying to rescue an eight man LRRP team under attack in Cambodia. He was listed as MIA along with the eight he had attempted to rescue after his UH1 Huey was shot down by enemy fire. The official military report listed the eight as shot down 'non survivable' and 'non recoverable.'

Michael O'Donnell was submitted for the Congressional Medal of Honor for his actions that day. He was awarded the Distinguished flying cross, the Bronze Star, The Air Medal and The Purple Heart and he was promoted to the rank of Major (posthumously).

In 1978 he was officially listed as KIA by the Department of Defense.

A little about the philosophy of the author

The Borg Conspiracy is one man's purely pedestrian thoughts, independent musings and frequently cheeky commentaries...Mixed with an abundance of patriotism, love of God, and love of country.

My thoughts?

In my opinion........in another generation, all that will remain of our once great republic, may be little more than what is left to weather the passage of time in the form of a few obscure and forgotten monuments to the great American experiment.

If America should fail....let it be written as her epitaph.....died by her own hand. The greatest experiment in freedom ever undertaken, lost in the end to the pursuit of the illusion that egalitarian tolerance was more valuable than individual freedom.

Let us be warned.
Franklin, Payne, Jefferson. They all knew the consequences of the lack of vigilance and they tried to warn us. They gave us a document as our guide post. We were to guard it and revere it and use it to guide and govern our future and our posterity.

No one listened.