Saturday, July 31, 2010

WHERES OUR MONEY?

The Arizona Immigration Law was written because the state feels drained of money!
Mostly the welfare system which includes cash,food stamps,housing,medical.
Then there is the schools,hospitals,police,fire department.The real big one would be the
court system and the jails and prisons.Social workers,probation department,the list goes on!

In the early days of the United States, the colonies imported the British Poor Laws. These laws made a distinction between those who were unable to work due to their age or physical health and those who were able-bodied but unemployed. The former group was assisted with cash or alternative forms of help from the government. The latter group was given public service employment in workhouses.


Under President Franklin D. Roosevelt, the Social Security Act was enacted in 1935. The act, which was amended in 1939, established a number of programs designed to provide aid to various segments of the population. Unemployment compensation and AFDC (originally Aid to Dependent Children) are two of the programs that still exist today.



A number of government agencies were created to oversee the welfare programs. Some of the agencies that deal with welfare in the United States are the Department of Health and Human Services (HHS), the Department of Housing and Urban Development (HUD), the Department of Labor, the Department of Agriculture, and the Department of Education.



The combined value of federal, state, and local expenditures in  2004 was $3.75 trillion, Federal taxes amounted to $1.82 trillion. State and local taxes and related revenues amounted to $1.6 trillion,

Together,THEY amounted to $3.43 trillion.THAT'S about 91 percent!

MY  IDEA lets through out the Welfare System and the People who are able body but refuse to work!


 LETS KICK EVERYONE OFF THE  FREE RIDE KNOWN AS THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA AND DO AWAY WITH THE DRAIN OF OUR MONEY!
LETS KEEP THE HARD WORKING PEOPLE WHETHER THEY ARE HISPANIC OR AMERICAN!
WITHOUT THE WELFARE DEPARTMENT LETS SEE HOW POPULAR WE ARE!

Friday, July 9, 2010

WHAT IS FEMININE?

 I am Going to be Taking a Look at Feminity,Womanhood, Where We Have Been, and What Will Our Daughters will be Saying About US!

I want to start with the past  and look at a Very Special Woman who i love, and helped shape my thoughts
on women!



I would like to start with my Nanner, my mothers mother.She never wore makeup,never even bought any.
She also never drove,never even had a license. She got her hair done thou ,that was her little expense.Her nails were always clean and trimmed her home was always clean! She never smoked or drank or swore as she would say.she never raised her voice,or interrupted anyone.she never carried on about anyone or even talked down about any one. My Nanner did not even know what attitude was until my brothers were teenagers. She did blush thou, if she thought she had spoke out of turn or made a noise. She was always happy to see us, in the middle of the night ,when we were sick or even bad. She would try and be cross with us,but she just could not do it.She loved all of  us and always made you feel better!

That would not work in today's society, no makeup no driving!

Nanner was kind , soft spoken, courteous,feminine,lady like!
All the things i want to be!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

WELCOME BACK MR. PRESIDENT?



 HOPEFULLY OUR PRESIDENT WILL RUN WITH HIS DECISIVENESS AND GRASP
WHAT PLAQUES THE AMERICAN PEOPLE AND OUR WALLETS!

2 DEATHS IN GULF CLEAN-UP

COAST GUARD REPORTS 2 DEAD IN CLEAN UP!

Sunday, June 20, 2010

WHERES MANS COMMON SENSE?


I READ THIS SOME WHERE
I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE CUTE FOR
  FATHERS DAY

I HOPE EVERY MAN HAS A GREAT DAY!




ONLY A MAN WOULD


ATTEMPT THIS





Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife.



A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary

submitted this:



Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my

interest.

The occasion was our 15th

anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie.

What I came across was a

100,000-volt, pocket/purse- sized taser.

The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no

long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to

retreat to safety....??



WAY TOO COOL!!



Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home.



I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button.



Nothing! I was disappointed.

I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it

against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs.



AWESOME!!!



Unfortunately, I

have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her

microwave.



Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it

couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-A batteries, right? There

I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting

little soul)

while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to

try

this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target.



I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and

thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat.

But, if I was going to give this

thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance

that it would work as advertised.



Am I wrong? So,

there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately

on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and taser in another.



The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your

assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major

loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your

assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water.

Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the

batteries.



All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5"

long, less

than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with two

itsy, bitsy triple-A batteries) thinking to myself, 'no possible way!'

What

happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best...



I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head

cocked to one side as to say, 'don't do it you big dummy,' reasoning that a one

second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad, I decided to give

myself a one second burst just for heck of it.

I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and . .

GOOD HEAVENS!!... ...



WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION . . .



WHAT THE HECK!!!

I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door,

picked me up in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and

over and over again.

I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with

tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to

be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling

in my legs. The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before,

clinging to a picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an

attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room.



Note: If you ever feel compelled to 'mug' yourself with a taser, one note of

caution: there is no such thing as a "one second burst" when you zap yourself!

You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a

violent thrashing about on the floor.. A "three second burst" would be considered

conservative? IT HURT LIKE HECK!!! A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as

time was a relative thing at that point), I collected my wits (what little I

had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape.

My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace.



The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where

it originally was.

My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching.



My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my

bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I had no control over the drooling.



Apparently I pooped on myself, but was too numb to know for sure and my sense

of smell was gone.

I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I believe came from my hair.



I'm still looking for my testicles and I'm offering a

significant reward for their safe return!!

P.S.



My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it! 'If you think

Education is difficult, try being Stupid.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

WHAT ARE YOU DOING MR.BP?



WHAT DO WE LEARN FROM HISTORY HOPEFULLY HOW TO DEAL WITH OUR FUTURE!

WHO'S LOOKING AT THE IXTOC I,WHICH TOOK NINE MONTHS TO CAP IN 1979.

WHAT ABOUT IN 1983 DURING THE IRAN IRAQ WAR IT TOOK SIX MONTHS TO CAP
THE NORWUZ PLATFORM WHICH OF COURSE WAS SET ABLAZE.

BP SAYS ITS DRILLING RELIEF WELL, WELL WHY CANT THAT BE AT LEAST PARTIALLY DONE BEFORE THEY START DRILLING?