“UnAmerican”

Currently Obama had came out with the idea of universal healthcare, but has caused many people in America to be dissatisfied with his proposal. Now Nancy Pelosi is accusing us who are against the healthcare reform to be pawns to the private insurance industry and “unAmerican”. She also accuses us for “stifling” the debate for the healthcare reform when the Democrats are doing the very same thing to those of us who decide to use our 1st amendment rights.

But the “almighty” government thinks they are above the law and all should “shut up”. Well, if I am not mistaken, but I believe it was Michelle Obama who stated that Barrack Obama did not want us to “shut up”. He apparently wanted the American people to be involved and informed, but that does not seem true now. Also our President seems to be silent during these protests and sending out people to silence us for himself. But the question is… Is our President afraid of the American peoples’ power?

I will cover some of which that is included in this new healthcare reform in my next entry.

Stupid Things the Federal Government has Done

It is not unknown by the general public that the Federal Government has done stupid things.  I have been thinking on the idea of doing a new category in my blog quite awhile ago, but could never think of what it might be. I decided today that I would call it “Stupid Things the Federal Government has Done”.  I wanted to take the time to write on everything stupid that has been done. It is mainly going to be upon things that are recent. Not anything done back when the country was first created, because that is when they got things right. You will know it is an article in this new category/ezine project when it has the acronym of STFGD in its title. I might make this into a ezine project like I had mentioned before. Never really attempted it before, but it is something I would like to do.  First thing I would like to touch on is studies that the Federal Government did.

Narrative Essay

 

Extinct Constitution

“ ‘We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish the Constitution for the United States of America.’ ”            

My voice was light and crisp yet robust as it rang throughout the small study. I didn’t need to read the Preamble from a book because I had long before now memorized those words. What drove me to want to read from it were the sensations. The feelings were so intense that the want became a need. I began to crave the feel of the page’s texture under my fingers and whenever I would touch them, excitement escalated through me.

I carefully closed the book and studied its tattered appearance. The ornate gold lettering had been worn away by time and use. Its pages were delicately fragile yet so strong and meaningful. The words on them were what gave the book its position in my life, but all the while they were forgotten by others and sadly not too long ago.

I had wondered a long time ago at how that could be. Unfortunately, I could only think of two words to answer the heavy question of why:  big government. Both words alone summarized our history well enough without need of much detail. Our government tried its best to make a big name of itself by making the People rely on it far too much. It was all a sham, telling us lies that it would be perfectly fine if we didn’t work because they “would take care of us”. To the “high and mighty” politicians there really wasn’t any reason to necessitate concern. This very thought process had equaled to the worst time periods of the nation’s history with the exception of the past fifty-four years of saving the country from its own malicious hands.

I gently placed the book onto the table for it to sit on its own. I glanced into the young boy’s sparkling blue eyes then opened my mouth to speak again. “I know far too many people who would think of this book as a relic and believe that its not worth keeping. To me, its worth more than its weight in gold. This “relic” was owned by the very man who started the great revolution a hundred and forty-two years ago, Kyle Henry, an inspiration to all generations of the Reformist Party. Both the media and the government tried to squelch us out of existence, but they never succeeded, did they?”

A soft smile had crept onto my face as he merely shook his head.  He stood up gingerly then walked over to the farthest bookcase in the room.  He pulled  out a thick book then began brushing it off as he walked back.  From where I sat I caught a glimpse of the glittering silver title in the dim light.  “Reformation…” I whispered. “Mark, you would be amazed about how well written that is. Kyle made it seem like you were actually there.” He grinned excitedly. “So you wouldn’t mind if I borrowed it?” His voice mimicked his face. I couldn’t possibly ruin that. As soon as I spoke of my indifference, he wrapped his arms around my shoulders in a tight hug. “Now if only you were this excited about math,” I said, laughing while returning the hug. “Grandma, please, math is no where near as exciting as the American history.”

My smile had widened as pride began to pour out of my heart and myself. “Well, why don’t you go read tat while I finish up some important matters?” He nodded then stormed out of the room. I went over to my desk and started reading through some papers on a new tax reformation, but my mind would not focus on the words in the slightest. At first it was trivial things, like dinner and shopping, but then progressed to a reflection.

The reflection had backtracked all the way back to that ever so crucial election in 2008, but somehow it seemed so trivial when you actually looked at how people voted for it. Race or gender seemed like an awful waste of a vote.  For some reason it swayed them and it always puzzled me.  It has made me wonder why would someone want to put there country in danger due to their preferences of the candidates’ outer shell.  Why would they want to cause a war amongst everyone and a further collapsed government for that? It seemed rather ridiculous.

It puzzled me about how we had two wars going on, but the Second Civil War was easier to end. There are still a few racists and thankfully fewer than ever before. I’m not about to question a good thing such as this. The war of Reformation is a seemingly endless battle that we continue to this day, because there are still people out there trying to get what is “rightfully theirs”. I laugh at first then ask the person if they missed my Presidential address on Welfare. The answer from every single person is always the same:  “No, I watched it all right, but I was just hoping you would make me an exception.” My answer has been a variation of: “No, and if I made you an exception then I would have to make everyone else before and after you an exception bringing down this country once again. So no, but I can kindly escort you to an employment office and help you find a job. Besides, you, like everyone else, seems to forget that the Welfare system is no longer intact. It. Is. Gone.”

I find this to be a mixture of amusing, saddening, and a bother to see how many still believe they can get by scotch free out of the “kindness” of the government’s heart. Last I had checked it nowhere said in the Constitution that I had to be charitable by giving free money away when running a country. I seem to remember that it was the church’s job or the several thousand charities that have just been revived.

 I had considered the possibility of a new address on the issue while emphasizing the lack of federal funding due to the fact we are attempting to pay off the debt we have that is beyond any word with an –illion in it. Many seem to forget that we just came out of the Second Great Depression and it was far worse than the first. Running from 2016 to 2096, conditions had gotten steadily worse over time. The People still looking for the government to come save them and some died for that. I was not about to allow that to overcome our country again.

The term “progressive” was often referring to the Welfare system, but now it refers to the Department of Science and Technology. During the Second Great Depression all progression had stopped, because everyone who would have progressed us further into the technological world was far too concerned about their next meal or if they were going to live to see the next day.

I have to say we, as a nation, were surprised that the world, itself, didn’t try to take advantage of our disposition. There are numerous theories as to why. Theories on pity smitten them or they saw that we were enough to destroy ourselves. Reformists theorized that the world had too many of its own problems that there wasn’t anything they had left to come take America out.

I attempted to refocus my attention back to the papers, but a knock on the door kept me from doing so. My grandson’s bright face peaked around the door. “Hey Grandma…” His voice held a small tinge of sorrow in it. I signaled for him to come closer. “I have to go.” He held out the book with great hesitation, but pulled it back slightly when I shook my head. “Take it with you. You have yet to finish it, I suppose, but let me ask you something. What have you learned from Kyle Henry thus far?”

He hugged the book close to his person, tightly, as he thought of what to say.  “Hm… To summarize it… Don’t give to those who don’t do, because they are perfectly capable of doing. If you do then expect severe repercussions for these actions and also expect those for the liberty of this country to fight for it.” 

I nodded while ruffling his soft hair.  “Exactly, but I do believe you already knew that, I guess you were just reinforcing it. Now, let’s go hand you off to your parents.” I stood up then draped an arm about his shoulders as I lead him out of the study. “You will make a fine president some day,” I said as we walked down the corridor.  “I’ll make you proud.”  My face soon beamed with pride from what he said. I could just imagine his campaign from this point in time. “Just remember these words spoken in the year of 1775 and they will pull you through: ‘Give me liberty or give me death’.” We may finally be at liberty’s gates. I thought as I waved good-bye.

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This is inspiration for my next story, Extinct Constitution. I don’t know when I’ll get around to writing the prologue, but I’ll get to it.

Come backs!

Imagine yourself going down the road in this stream-line sports car.  Heading down the road with a  smooth and steady pace.  Curves are no longer your enemy. Feeling the wind rush against your cheek as you drive at a high speed… A rush of adrenaline…

Haha, you thought I was talking about a sports car. I am really bad at jokes. Nope, I’m talking about this…

The Geo Metro

Yes! The Metro is making a come back, but not as a new car. More like this car is under high popular demand thanks to the American oil crisis.  Record prices for this car on Ebay… $7000 plus. Hey that was more than it was when it first came out.  Reason in that is, my mother, in 1996 bought a Metro for about $4000 or less. (And yes cars were less than $10k -_-) Before this oil crisis, in the blue book it was worth at most $300. Here are some specs of the car:

• Fuel Capacity: 10.6 gallons
• MPGs: 50+
• 2 door hatchback or 4 door sedan
• 3 cylinder engine/ 4 cylinder engine (1995 and later models)
• 50 to 55 Horse power
• 5 speed manual transmission or 3 speed automatic

 

I use to pick on my mother for her little car. Not now though. There in lies my reasons *looks at gas prices*. So you want to pay less for gas then here is a suggestion: Go get a Geo Metro or some other used car that gets great gas mileage. If you can’t maintain your car. (That means replace parts when you are suppose to.) If you can’t do that yourself then go to a garage and get a tune up. Don’t do what my father do to our Geo and let your’s have the same spark plugs from when you first got it. (11 year old spark plugs to be exact. O_O) 

Oh my goodness, it’s a life-sized Microsoft mouse! I’ve always wanted one of those!

… Oh wait, it’s a Metro. Man, I always get those confused! Am I the only one thinks it looks like one life-sized version of a Microsoft mouse when you have it painted white?

Okay… okay, I know a seriously bad joke, but heh I do that a lot. ^_^; But in all seriousness, doesn’t it? I mean look at it.