Gimme A Break From The Ugliness!

Cousin Stanley was so ugly as a child that we often needed a break from looking at him, but nothing like the break we need from the current political ugliness. The Democratic Party has fallen into the hands of the fringe lunitic element. Hence, their two top runners duking it out, are also the two least qualified people in the USA to be President. When you score the Obama/Clinton qualifications and add them together, you actully come up with a triple digit negative number.

On the Republican Party side, it became blatantly apparent that people are just fed completely up with ultra conservatism, and hard nosed, hard hearted policies. Hence, the most moderate and liberal candidate available; John McCain. Admittedly the man can sling an expletive and bark like a pit bull, but you can't even question his patriotism, while it's doubtful that either of the Dummocrat candidates even understand the meaning of the term.

You can't question McCains honesty either. Gads! The man shoots himself in the foot with his honesty almost every day. Like it or not, he tells you what he thinks and just how he sees it. B.H. Obama and H.R. Clinton? It's easier to count how many times in a day they nearly tell the truth, than it is to count their lies. Usually one hand will do.

I'm sick of politics. Politicians generally must live miserable lives. They sure make the rest of us miserable. It's been ugly. I'm tired of ugly. I'm putting a bag over the ugly, and voting for the lesser of the three evils. McCain may be a bit whacky, but who from the Nam generation got out without scars? At least he knows what America is meant to be, and he tells the truth. He also has a history of taking care of his troops, even when it meant laying his own life on the line. That's good enough for me, and a helluva site better than either of the uglies running against him.

I bet among the things John McCain is thankful for, is that he didn't have a cousin Barack or Hillary. Neither of them knows what it's like to put their life on the line for their country, but what do you want to bet they both already know what the inside of that bag looks like?

Posted by Dread, from beneath the Carolina Moon, where bagheads are sent north to live, like cousin Stanley.

An Obama Nation? An Abomination!

His little known qualities will mark his greatness!

READ! READ! READ! READ! READ!

http://www.suntimes.com/news/politics/obama/749138,obama20web.article

An Obama Nation? An Abomination! (EXHIBIT F)

He doesn't condone race pandering or promoting class envy for political gain.
Posted by Dread who finds puking favorable to politics.

An Obama Nation? An Abomination! (EXHIBIT E)

He never pretends to be what he is not.


Posted by Dread because he's fed up!

An Obama Nation? An Abomination! (EXHIBIT D)

He's down to earth and humble, and never swaggers or struts with hollow confidence.


Posted by Dread, whose sarcasm is begining to wear on him.

An Obama Nation? An Abomination! (EXHIBIT C)

He exudes American patriotism!

Posted by Dread, because he just had to.

An Obama Nation? An Abomination! (EXHIBIT B)

He clearly reflects American values!

It's the political season. Weeeeeee!

An Obama Nation? An Abomination! (EXHIBIT A)

He's an outstanding example for American children!

Posted by Dread who says, "Hey, its a political year. Whan can I say?"

March 14th and 70 plus degrees! These have been out front of the lot for a while now. I've picked a few for a vase in the house. I thought I'd share this one.

Yesterday, I visited a small town nearby to walk some wooded acreage that my employer bought. There I met a black man with an Irish tilt in his voice. When I commented about what a beautiful day it was he replied, "If God ever made a more beautiful day, he must have kept it for himself." We get more than a few of those here beneath the Carolina moon, but I'll remember that one.

Posted by Dread, before he wandered off for another hike.

Carolina Doublewide

The Carolinas are unfairly stereotyped with Bubbas, coon dogs, and doublewides. We do have our share of Bubbas, but not everyone drives a pickup truck with a gun rack and two coon dogs in the back. Coon hounds are also rapidly being relocated to Arkansas where they are still in vogue (Rumor has it a former governor of that state even married one).

Tragically, doublewide house trailers were introduced to the southland some years back as alternative housing to the uppermiddleclass poor. But there again, they are no longer in vogue in the Carolinas, and thankfully, are rapidly disappearing from the landscape. It is my understanding that the large number of them accumulated in Arkansas over the years, have recently been mysteriously relocating to New York and Illinois.

Anywho, getting to the point; it seems that these double wides became so popular that over time they became more and more extravagant as a statement of the owner’s social status and economic class. Enter George Vanderbilt. George, not to be outdone by his Carolina hunting buds, went to what is now world recognized extremes in building a double wide for his family in the Carolina mountains near Ashville.

Some years later, when George kicked off to the happy hunting ground in the sky, and left his family with the mortgage and bills for the world’s grandest double wide, they just couldn’t make ends meet and keep the place up. So, they did what any all inbred Carolina mountain folk do to keep the homestead above water. They opened a tourist trap. Hence today we have Biltmore Estate.

Why is it called Biltmore Estate instead of Vanderbilt Estate? I haven’t a clue. I’m suspicious that it was renamed to save embarrassment to the part of the family that still had money. The best time of year to visit Biltmore outdoors is spring. The gardens and greenhouses are, to put it simply, unbelievable. The best time of year to visit Biltmore indoors is Christmas. There are no words to describe.

And to think, it exists here, beneath the Carolina moon. Come for a visit. Just don’t forget to go back home.

Today's Lexicon:
Bubba – A southern nickname of endearment.
Coon hound/dog – A hound of the blue tick, red bone, blood or other such breed, used to track and hunt raccoon.
Gun rack – A device to hold hunting rifles and shotguns in a pickup truck.
Double wide – Are you stupid?
Former Governor of Arkansas – Jackass (also reference "dogs in heat")

Posted by Dread who has gone out for the day.

Ecliptical Phase

I've been in eclipse mode for several reasons, and for at least a couple of weeks. As usual, I'm back! Now I fully expect that my predictive post or actully just what was and is my point of view, as posted last here in the post below, will become full blown reality after tomorrow. I expect a big Hillary loss. It will be McCain vs Obama in November. The big question? Who will be McCain's running mate?

On another note, I noticed that in my absence, Sandy of the I Beati blog awarded BCM a "You Make My Day" Award. Wow! Thanks! That's nice to come back to! Especially from a blogger who always makes my online day bright.

What, no explanation for it being dark for two weeks beneath the Carolina moon? Nope. Nada. None. You get nothing, except maybe a mood change out of me. Hopefully, with the mood change, I'll drift away from the political spectrum of disgust, and get on back to writing about the wonderful beauty that is found nowhere else in the world, except here where I live, beneath the Carolina moon.

Posted by Dread, who is happy today.