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Sunday, July 27, 2008

Death, Political Traffic Cones, and Sanity


Over at the Sudden Curve, Bob Wallace, also of Uncle Bob’s Tree House, and a great American, has posted the untimely death of Norman, his pug. Drop by and leave your condolences, whatever those may be. http://tonova.typepad.com/thesuddencurve/

What are we here for if not for each other? I’ve had my fill of atheist liberals and chicken hawk conservatives. I’ve decided that there’s a political position, and should be party, called “somewhat sane”. The "somewhat sane" will pool some of their surplus resources for those who suffer misfortune. The "somewhat sane" will not feel pangs of sorrow for those who refuse to help themselves due to a sense of entitlement. The "somewhat sane" will realize that we each make choices, and choices have consequences that we each live with. The "somewhat sane" will not fight wars except in immediate self defense, and will not meddle in the affairs of others who choose to live lives of mediocrity, or simplicity, or even stupidity.

The "somewhat sane" realize that none of us have all the answers, but that a few of us have some of the answers, and will refuse to be disappointed in those who call some bad shots, and will not over glorify those who made a few correct calls. The "somewhat sane" realize that collectively we are no smarter than the dumbest idea we are willing to accept.

Since the dummocrats have a first term senator running for president by campaigning to foreign audiences, I suppose to give him foreign policy experience? And the repugnantcans have a candidate that says he would like to speak to foreign audiences once he is president, I suppose that’s what presidents do, speak to foreign audiences? Since all this has me somewhat weirded out, I will vote for the “somewhat sane” party candidate, just as soon as we have one. Are there any volunteers?

Please! Do not recommend that green party nuisance nor a libertarian. I am looking for a "somewhat sane" candidate for president. Lacking that, I’ll vote for John McCain. At least he means well. Sometimes meaning well is as sane as it gets, here beneath the Carolina moon.

Posted by Dread who often wonders what, or sometimes if, the average American thinks.

6 comments:

Chris said...

I nominate Louis L'Amour.

Beneath the Carolina Moon said...

I don't want to give you a sudden shock, but unfortunately, he's been dead for a number of years. His publishers have continued to drag out books and stories he had rat holed and had written under pseudonym and publish them over his now famous name.

Maybe we should elect the first already dead president? It's something to seriously consider!

Dread

i beati said...

Mc Cain needs to step it up it's all so embarassing

i beati said...

Just to keep you sane

Friends and Southern Friends


FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Always bring the food.

FRIENDS: Will say 'hello'
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will give you a big hug and a kiss.

FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Call your parents Mama and Daddy

FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Cry with you.

FRIENDS: Will eat at your dinner table and leave.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will spend hours there, talking, laughing, and just being together.


FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you.

FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds' back-ends that left you.

FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, 'I'm home!'

FRIENDS: Will visit you in jail
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will spend the night in jail with you

FRIENDS: Will visit you in the hospital when you're sick
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will cut your grass and clean your house then come spend the night with you in the hospital and cook for you when you come home.

FRIENDS: Have you on speed dial
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Have your number memorized

FRIENDS: Are for a while.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Are for life.
sandy

Unknown said...

You know, I can think of at least two dozen people I'd pull the switch on, and never lose a wink of sleep, than have to put another dog to sleep.

Beneath the Carolina Moon said...

Amen!

Dread