We need a few more laughs in our lives during these bleak times. All the news is so glum. The news reporters come on with their lugubrious faces and tell us of the woes of the world, wars, murders, mass killings, abuses of children, wives, the under privileged, all is gloom and doom. The politics of character asassination, and fear is always on the horizon and then when the prime time shows hit the air, guess what? They are all about murders, nefarious deeds and unrealistic reality shows and crime solving.
Where did all of the comedy shows go? Isn't it a time that they should be dominating the prime time slots? Where are the great talented comedic performers? The few attempts at comedy are dependent on off color jokes, blatent sexual inuendos and dialogue, openly vulgar language, scantily clad performers. Do any of you remember people like Ernie Kovats, Jackie Gleason, Steve Allen, Groucho Marx, Gracie Allen, Lucille Ball, Bob Hope, and a legion of others? Their skits and routines were original, outrageous, hillarious and absurd. They entertained us without making us blush or wish that the kids were not in the room. Who can forget, Norton addressing the ball, "Hello, ball." or WKRP's "I swear as God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly." or Ricky's " Lucy, you got some splaining to do." "Roooooooooob!"
Yesterday, on the Today Show the complete cast from The Bill Cosby Show had their 25th anniversary. They showed a few clips from the Huxtable family show and they are still funny and timely. The people that used to be the kids on the show still call Cosby, Mr. Cosby. When Matt Laurer commented on that they all looked to one another and finally the former Cleo said, "He makes us call him that!" Everybody laughed at that. Cosby said, " I gave them their checks, they had jobs! " The implication being that they showed their respect for him by addressing him formally. They all laughed about it but it was clear that the respect was still there. We watched that show every week and discussed it at work the next day with others that watched too. No sex scenes, the euphemistic word for derriere was not used nor allussions to bedroom activity, no bosom displays, no pot smoking, crack sniffing, unacceptable language, but still we laughed at the clever, humorous skits that we could all identify with and go back for more the next week.
We do have some very funny, creative comedians on TV today but they are on Late night TV and can have more adult humor and have provocative skits. That's fine. However, we need shows again that can be watched as a family, and can be examples of family behavior. Eating dinner at the kitchen table, sharing with other family members, conflict resolutions, problems that all families can identify with. We need some shows that have responsible parents and extended families and good examples!
As I mentioned before, when I was in Florida with the twins during January, they watched Gilligan's Island day after day and they laughed and laughed at the humor. I think Angela had acquired the videos at the library. It seemed like they had about 100 episodes but I'm sure it was far less. After they completed the whole series, (I was back in Louisville by that time) they had a special theme dinner to salute the show. Bridget dressed as Mary Ann, wig and all, and each played a role. They had decorated the table to fit the occasion. Granted, that was not a show of a family but it was a very funny show without obscenities, sex etc. and could be enjoyed and laughed at while being with family.I hope the fall lineup includes some funny sit-coms again. I don't want all comedy, what will I do if they don't renew 'The Closer" and some of the other crime shows ? I can't imagine life without 'Law and Order' but the kids need something a little more uplifting! Ciao.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
The Saga of Sponge Bob Square Pants
I had heard of the cartoon character, Sponge Bob a number of years ago. I think he has been around since the 1990's, but last January when I went to Sarasota for a couple of weeks I was introduced to him in person, so to speak. Bridget is very fond of him and has a little Sponge Bob doll. He is her constant companion. He has his own little bed that she fashioned for him complete with covers but usually he slept with her in her bed. She has a little black purse that he fits in quite nicely so he can accompany her where ever she goes. Violin lessons, beach trips and so on.
The Florida State Legislature was in session in April so when Spring Break time came, Angela, Conor, Bridget and Sponge Bob went to Tallahassee to spend time with Keith and to sight see. They had a great time and all was well until they discovered that Sponge Bob had stayed in the hotel and did not make it back to Sarasota. Bridget was very distraught! Keith asked the hotel personnel if they had found Sponge Bob and they said as a matter of fact they had! Whew! Good news. However, when they went to get him for Keith they could not find him. They had lost him. They were very apologetic and they tried to make up for it by going out and buying a new one for her. Alas, it was not like the original, it was bigger and did not fill the void that he had left in Bridget's life.
He is a goofy little guy who looks like a sponge from the kitchen not a sponge from the sea but nevertheless he is a fry cook in the fictional underwater town of Bikini Bottom. I think his job is at the Krusty Krab and he has quite a few friends that work there with him. ( I stayed with the twins while Mom and Dad went to the Inauguration and we did take time out from watching the Gilligan's Island films, I think there were 100 or so films, to watch The Sponge Bob Square Pants show. ) It was a new experience for me.
Anyway, Angela, Conor and Bridget are dedicated yard sale aficionadoes, as a matter of fact they may have purchased the first SBSP at a yard sale. So Bridget suggested that they go to some yard sales and maybe they could find another one just like the original. She asked Ang to show her where to look in the paper for the advertized events , Ang did and told her they would only go to sales in their area of town. Bridget read the ads and circled all of the one's she thought they should visit. She analyzed each ad to see if they were possibilities but she was baffled by the word 'misc.' and asked for an explanaion of that word. Ang explained that it was an abbreviation of the word miscellaneous, and then of course gave her the meaning of that word.
Bridget figured if they were going to find SBS, he would probably be included in the miscellaneous category. So armed with her news paper with the circled ads, they set out on their quest.. At each site Bridget wanted to thouroughly search for him in the "misk"as she called it. She would make critical comments of the sales when they would return to the car. "They had some pretty good misk." or "their misk was not very interesting." Unfortunately, Bob did not make it to any of the yard sales.
Lots of 'misk' but no Sponge Bob. It looks like e-bay may be the next possibility. The big cyber yard sale will surely have one among the 'misk' that they can purchase. So all is not lost. I will be pleased if they find one on there. We shall see. Ciao
The Florida State Legislature was in session in April so when Spring Break time came, Angela, Conor, Bridget and Sponge Bob went to Tallahassee to spend time with Keith and to sight see. They had a great time and all was well until they discovered that Sponge Bob had stayed in the hotel and did not make it back to Sarasota. Bridget was very distraught! Keith asked the hotel personnel if they had found Sponge Bob and they said as a matter of fact they had! Whew! Good news. However, when they went to get him for Keith they could not find him. They had lost him. They were very apologetic and they tried to make up for it by going out and buying a new one for her. Alas, it was not like the original, it was bigger and did not fill the void that he had left in Bridget's life.
He is a goofy little guy who looks like a sponge from the kitchen not a sponge from the sea but nevertheless he is a fry cook in the fictional underwater town of Bikini Bottom. I think his job is at the Krusty Krab and he has quite a few friends that work there with him. ( I stayed with the twins while Mom and Dad went to the Inauguration and we did take time out from watching the Gilligan's Island films, I think there were 100 or so films, to watch The Sponge Bob Square Pants show. ) It was a new experience for me.
Anyway, Angela, Conor and Bridget are dedicated yard sale aficionadoes, as a matter of fact they may have purchased the first SBSP at a yard sale. So Bridget suggested that they go to some yard sales and maybe they could find another one just like the original. She asked Ang to show her where to look in the paper for the advertized events , Ang did and told her they would only go to sales in their area of town. Bridget read the ads and circled all of the one's she thought they should visit. She analyzed each ad to see if they were possibilities but she was baffled by the word 'misc.' and asked for an explanaion of that word. Ang explained that it was an abbreviation of the word miscellaneous, and then of course gave her the meaning of that word.
Bridget figured if they were going to find SBS, he would probably be included in the miscellaneous category. So armed with her news paper with the circled ads, they set out on their quest.. At each site Bridget wanted to thouroughly search for him in the "misk"as she called it. She would make critical comments of the sales when they would return to the car. "They had some pretty good misk." or "their misk was not very interesting." Unfortunately, Bob did not make it to any of the yard sales.
Lots of 'misk' but no Sponge Bob. It looks like e-bay may be the next possibility. The big cyber yard sale will surely have one among the 'misk' that they can purchase. So all is not lost. I will be pleased if they find one on there. We shall see. Ciao
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
Confusion sets in
First of all I thought it was the fifth today instead of the fourth, so I dated and wrote a blog commenting on Tim's blog. It was quite lengthy and I posted it. I wanted to write another two blogs so I numbered that blog #1 and then I proceeded on to blog # 2. I was right in the middle of that blog when the phone rang and I had to leave the computer . When I came back later there was a red stripe across the screen and a sign saying "error" but the uncompleted blog was just as I had left it, so I continued with it. I had no idea where or when the error had occurred. When I finished #2 and posted it, I found out that #1 had somehow or other been deleted. I know it posted because I checked to see before I started #2. Then later in the day I discovered it was actually not the fifth of May (Cinco de Mayo) but the fourth of May. It's not easy being me!
I will try to remember what I had to say to Tim in my deleted blog and try again. Tim discussed the fact that the bloggers seemed to be blogging less and less. He thinks Face book and Twitter is taking over. I think that the Face book and Twitter group is made up mostly of people with Blackberries or their equivalents. These people have access to their communicators all the time because they are portable. Whereas, the people that depend on a computer at a desk or a lap top that is not quite as easy to carry around as the Blackberries or their equivalents, are not able to keep up with the BB's. I, for example, check my computer just a few times a day. I do respond to some of the "bookers" but by the time I get on they have moved on to something else and what I have to say is no longer relevant. As Tim did, I also got on Twitter and found it to be quite weird and eerie. I had a few responders that were a little bit over the top. I'm sure that is not for me. Definitely not to my liking .
I think the two realms are entirely different. I look upon blogging, as far as I am concerned, as a way to express my thoughts, my rants, my philosophies and so on. I enjoy writing and even if people never respond to my words, I don't care, because I get enjoyment out of doing it. (Pat does respond every once in awhile and I know he does read them because he told me so.) I love his blogs, and read every one of them. He is very talented , witty and creative. You can be more creative on blogs than you can on Face book or Twitter because they are geared more for one liners.
Tim, I've enjoyed your blogs from the beginning and surely hope you don't abandon them for the other two venues. I want to read all about the kids and their accomplishments. I had six kids and they all had to cut teeth, go through potty training, say amusing things, keep us up all night have accidents and so on but I still like to hear about Maureen and Rowan 's advances and about their antics and their new words and so on. It may sound maudlin but it is comforting to know that life is going on and the world keeps on turning despite all of the scientific advances and changes in other areas, both good and bad, but the babies still cry at night, still learn to crawl, take steps, learn to use words, and acquire skills that will take them where ever they want to go. They will probably not travel the same paths that I did or that you or Kristin did or that their grandparents did but nevertheless they still had to start from where we all did. Learning to sit up, take steps, say Dada, mama, go to the potty and all the other basics and give us all hope. Don't let us down, let us share in their accomplishments, keep on blogging'. (Keep the pics and the films going too.)
I wish people would do more blogging rather than less or not at all. I know it takes time but it is not a thing you HAVE to do. Maybe everyone does not enjoy writing as much as I do but some of you should try it, you may like it. Ciao
I will try to remember what I had to say to Tim in my deleted blog and try again. Tim discussed the fact that the bloggers seemed to be blogging less and less. He thinks Face book and Twitter is taking over. I think that the Face book and Twitter group is made up mostly of people with Blackberries or their equivalents. These people have access to their communicators all the time because they are portable. Whereas, the people that depend on a computer at a desk or a lap top that is not quite as easy to carry around as the Blackberries or their equivalents, are not able to keep up with the BB's. I, for example, check my computer just a few times a day. I do respond to some of the "bookers" but by the time I get on they have moved on to something else and what I have to say is no longer relevant. As Tim did, I also got on Twitter and found it to be quite weird and eerie. I had a few responders that were a little bit over the top. I'm sure that is not for me. Definitely not to my liking .
I think the two realms are entirely different. I look upon blogging, as far as I am concerned, as a way to express my thoughts, my rants, my philosophies and so on. I enjoy writing and even if people never respond to my words, I don't care, because I get enjoyment out of doing it. (Pat does respond every once in awhile and I know he does read them because he told me so.) I love his blogs, and read every one of them. He is very talented , witty and creative. You can be more creative on blogs than you can on Face book or Twitter because they are geared more for one liners.
Tim, I've enjoyed your blogs from the beginning and surely hope you don't abandon them for the other two venues. I want to read all about the kids and their accomplishments. I had six kids and they all had to cut teeth, go through potty training, say amusing things, keep us up all night have accidents and so on but I still like to hear about Maureen and Rowan 's advances and about their antics and their new words and so on. It may sound maudlin but it is comforting to know that life is going on and the world keeps on turning despite all of the scientific advances and changes in other areas, both good and bad, but the babies still cry at night, still learn to crawl, take steps, learn to use words, and acquire skills that will take them where ever they want to go. They will probably not travel the same paths that I did or that you or Kristin did or that their grandparents did but nevertheless they still had to start from where we all did. Learning to sit up, take steps, say Dada, mama, go to the potty and all the other basics and give us all hope. Don't let us down, let us share in their accomplishments, keep on blogging'. (Keep the pics and the films going too.)
I wish people would do more blogging rather than less or not at all. I know it takes time but it is not a thing you HAVE to do. Maybe everyone does not enjoy writing as much as I do but some of you should try it, you may like it. Ciao
Blog 2 for 5/5/09 Derby 135
Once again I had a great time at the Derby even though it was totally different than the recent Derbies. Number one, we did not have our usual place at the backside. Some one else usurped our place that we have occupied for years. Ideal spot, right on the fence, but this year we had to make do with a sight further down the strip and not on the fence. There was a plethora of people everywhere so we had to do a little hip bumping to get a good spot in the viewing stand in order to watch the horses run by. But watch them we did. I was glad to be 5 ft. tall, because the tall guys invited me to get in front of them and thereby stand right on the rail of the viewing stand, it also helps to be very, very old. (Or pretend to be).
I had determined a few years ago to always bet the horses with Bird in their names. There were two horses in this year's derby with Bird and both of them were 50 to 1 odds so I bet both of them across the board. As you know, Mine That Bird came in so I won $175.00 on him and I also put those two horses and Lucas's horse, Flying Private in a $1.00 matrix bet and so I won $50.00 more on that bet.
I had saved my winning tickets from last year and cashed them at the beginning of the day and that was what funded my bets for the Derby. The horse that I won on last year was named Einstein and he was running again so I bet him again and he won. He didn't pay as much as last year because he's been winning a lot this year so his odds are down. I did have Big Brown last year too but Brian wants that winning ticket, which I still have. So anyway, all my winnings this year were prepaid, so to speak, it cost me nothing!
It was suggested that I save my tickets again for next year but I am pretty money strapped so I am forced to cash them.
It was a very pleasant day, cool enough to be comfortable and warm enough not to have to be bundled up. Our personal crowd was down, just Paul,Karen, Linda, Larry Gregg, Brian and I but we joined some of Brian's friends and they were very amenable. So it was a fun day and I am so glad I got to go. I hope I get to go next year too! Ciao.
I had determined a few years ago to always bet the horses with Bird in their names. There were two horses in this year's derby with Bird and both of them were 50 to 1 odds so I bet both of them across the board. As you know, Mine That Bird came in so I won $175.00 on him and I also put those two horses and Lucas's horse, Flying Private in a $1.00 matrix bet and so I won $50.00 more on that bet.
I had saved my winning tickets from last year and cashed them at the beginning of the day and that was what funded my bets for the Derby. The horse that I won on last year was named Einstein and he was running again so I bet him again and he won. He didn't pay as much as last year because he's been winning a lot this year so his odds are down. I did have Big Brown last year too but Brian wants that winning ticket, which I still have. So anyway, all my winnings this year were prepaid, so to speak, it cost me nothing!
It was suggested that I save my tickets again for next year but I am pretty money strapped so I am forced to cash them.
It was a very pleasant day, cool enough to be comfortable and warm enough not to have to be bundled up. Our personal crowd was down, just Paul,Karen, Linda, Larry Gregg, Brian and I but we joined some of Brian's friends and they were very amenable. So it was a fun day and I am so glad I got to go. I hope I get to go next year too! Ciao.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
My way or the highway!
I have had a hard time lately with my blogging. I actually did write two blogs but they were sort of controversial and/ or ending up being rants and I decided I would be better off dissing them. There has been a lot in the news lately that is note-worthy but I will just have to let them go by the wayside and bide my time for discussing them.
However, that being said, there is a story all over the news that I will enjoy writing about. I'm sure you have all heard about the mom that pulled over to the curb and told her bickering girls to GET OUT. Good news is that the girls (12 and 10 ) are fine, bad news is, Mom spent the night in jail. She is a very well educated, highly regarded lawyer at the top of her game but she is also A MOM.
There is a lot of controversy going on about this on TV. The public are chiming in on this and there are mixed reviews on her actions. Some people are out-raged that a mother would be so cruel and uncaring that she would abandon her children. Some think she should have her children taken away from her and placed in child protective services'care. Some say she is a typical rich female that has no clue as to how to handle her children, some theorize that her kids have probably been with nannies all of their lives and are resented for intruding on her life.
Flip side, some say, "been there, done that!" Quite a few of the news people that are reporting this story and many of the people that are interviewed are saying," Why else would there be t-shirts that say, 'Don't make me stop this car!" or ominous sayings, "Wait until we get home." or a variety of other things that imply that the breaking point is near. I saw a tee shirt one time that was very tastefully done with the message being "Get over it!" Quite a few people on the news actually cringed when they reported this story and said they had reached the point of pulling the car over on more than one occasion but had second thoughts after they pulled over.
We traveled quite often to the beach and other destinations during the summer and most of the time we traveled under threat of abandonment. Doc was not the best traveler in the world and frequently stated his intention of pulling the car over and evicting all the back seat riders. We were aware of his temperament and I tried to keep the peace if at all possible. We had many narrow escapes.
One time Gregg bought a six pack of Big Red and poured all of the contents into a picnic jug that had a spigot on it. He added ice and had 1200 miles of drinks readily available in the back seat.
Things were going well until cruising through Tenn. the odor of Big Red wafted up to the front seat, and we all ,excluding Doc, realized that the spigot had not been fully turned off somewhere along the line and we had a couple of quarts of Big Red on the floor of our Impala. Because of the hump in the middle of the car there was a well like area on each side of the hump. One of the wells was full of B.R. and Gregg was baling it out the window as fast as he could with a small paper cup. Doc did mention once that it smelled like Big Red in the car,but we knew better than to apprise him of whence the odor came. At our next pit stop, he wondered what that was all over the back left fender. Hmmmm. Abandonment avoided on that trip.
We had another incident when Keith and Brian had a shoe box with a toad in it in the back seat and the toad escaped. It leaped all over the car with us frantically trying to capture it but that time we just thought Doc was unaware of it, the toad finally jumped onto his lap, he reached down and picked it up and tossed it out of the car. No war declared that day!
'Mom rage 'struck one time that I worried about for years but the last time I checked, the kids do not remember it. I was the one most traumatized by it. It was on a New Year's day and the kids were particularly fractious that day. It was just one big bicker session. They argued over everything but finally they found a noise maker toy, one that was metal, round with a wooden handle and objects inside the toy that made an annoying noise when the toy was shaken. A battle ensued over possession of the toy, I HAD HAD it. I grabbed the toy out of their hands and threw it on the floor and jumped up and down on it until I had rendered it useless. (my feet hurt for days). I then disposed of the remains and encountered their looks of shock and awe! We had a few relatively quiet hours after that.
You know what? Moms and dads have their limits.
I pulled the car over on I-95 one time and threatened to hitch hike back to Kentucky but rapidly changed my mind when a State Highway Patrolman pulled up and said, "Is everything OK?" Sure,I said and got back into the car and took the next exit off and got on the right road and continued on. Anyone can make a mistake, right?
However, that being said, there is a story all over the news that I will enjoy writing about. I'm sure you have all heard about the mom that pulled over to the curb and told her bickering girls to GET OUT. Good news is that the girls (12 and 10 ) are fine, bad news is, Mom spent the night in jail. She is a very well educated, highly regarded lawyer at the top of her game but she is also A MOM.
There is a lot of controversy going on about this on TV. The public are chiming in on this and there are mixed reviews on her actions. Some people are out-raged that a mother would be so cruel and uncaring that she would abandon her children. Some think she should have her children taken away from her and placed in child protective services'care. Some say she is a typical rich female that has no clue as to how to handle her children, some theorize that her kids have probably been with nannies all of their lives and are resented for intruding on her life.
Flip side, some say, "been there, done that!" Quite a few of the news people that are reporting this story and many of the people that are interviewed are saying," Why else would there be t-shirts that say, 'Don't make me stop this car!" or ominous sayings, "Wait until we get home." or a variety of other things that imply that the breaking point is near. I saw a tee shirt one time that was very tastefully done with the message being "Get over it!" Quite a few people on the news actually cringed when they reported this story and said they had reached the point of pulling the car over on more than one occasion but had second thoughts after they pulled over.
We traveled quite often to the beach and other destinations during the summer and most of the time we traveled under threat of abandonment. Doc was not the best traveler in the world and frequently stated his intention of pulling the car over and evicting all the back seat riders. We were aware of his temperament and I tried to keep the peace if at all possible. We had many narrow escapes.
One time Gregg bought a six pack of Big Red and poured all of the contents into a picnic jug that had a spigot on it. He added ice and had 1200 miles of drinks readily available in the back seat.
Things were going well until cruising through Tenn. the odor of Big Red wafted up to the front seat, and we all ,excluding Doc, realized that the spigot had not been fully turned off somewhere along the line and we had a couple of quarts of Big Red on the floor of our Impala. Because of the hump in the middle of the car there was a well like area on each side of the hump. One of the wells was full of B.R. and Gregg was baling it out the window as fast as he could with a small paper cup. Doc did mention once that it smelled like Big Red in the car,but we knew better than to apprise him of whence the odor came. At our next pit stop, he wondered what that was all over the back left fender. Hmmmm. Abandonment avoided on that trip.
We had another incident when Keith and Brian had a shoe box with a toad in it in the back seat and the toad escaped. It leaped all over the car with us frantically trying to capture it but that time we just thought Doc was unaware of it, the toad finally jumped onto his lap, he reached down and picked it up and tossed it out of the car. No war declared that day!
'Mom rage 'struck one time that I worried about for years but the last time I checked, the kids do not remember it. I was the one most traumatized by it. It was on a New Year's day and the kids were particularly fractious that day. It was just one big bicker session. They argued over everything but finally they found a noise maker toy, one that was metal, round with a wooden handle and objects inside the toy that made an annoying noise when the toy was shaken. A battle ensued over possession of the toy, I HAD HAD it. I grabbed the toy out of their hands and threw it on the floor and jumped up and down on it until I had rendered it useless. (my feet hurt for days). I then disposed of the remains and encountered their looks of shock and awe! We had a few relatively quiet hours after that.
You know what? Moms and dads have their limits.
I pulled the car over on I-95 one time and threatened to hitch hike back to Kentucky but rapidly changed my mind when a State Highway Patrolman pulled up and said, "Is everything OK?" Sure,I said and got back into the car and took the next exit off and got on the right road and continued on. Anyone can make a mistake, right?
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Bearty and the Beasts
April is the cruelest month. I know that has been said by someone but right off hand I know not who. We've had a little of every thing, weather wise. It has rained softly, stormed furiously, snowed sporadically, thundered noisily, and lightning has streaked across the sky and under my shades into my bed room, but not under my covers! It has been 32 degrees and frosty and 75 degrees and sweaty. (OK by me). I do love weather and like its variations but I am a little tired of being cold and having purple hands.
The flowers are beautiful and the pear trees have shed all of their little white petals across our lawns and now it is time for the dogwoods to show off. The azaleas are ready to compete also and the tulips too. There is so much beauty around us.
The happenings in the world, however; have been ugly, obscene and devastating. A father killing four of his children and himself, a deranged man killing 16 people in a civic center and then himself. (He lived in fear of Obama taking his guns away. ) Three policeman gunned down in California, two ambushed and shot in Indiana, another two or three shot in the north east and another female policewoman shot today. The police are out gunned and the country is shocked by it all. I, for one, am tired of them asking the same question after each incident," Why would someone do that? They must be sick! They must be crazy! How can we anticipate these events and prevent them. "The day before yesterday a man was shot in a strip mall parking lot at 2:30 in the afternoon in the South end of Louisville. Plenty of witnesses observed the crime 'going down' and watched the rented car drive away with the two shooters in it. Drug deal gone bad! Are these guys sick, crazy, could someone anticipate this happening?A letter writer to the editor in today"s paper railed against the anti-gun folks and said, we would all be better off if we were all armed. His theory being that if we were all armed we would be a threat to the others and so they would let us alone and not be so hasty about settling all disputes with gun fire. Now who's crazy? We've got a problem.
There were 50 people killed by six mass murderers just this past week. That doesn't include the single murders that happen every day. I grieve over the young Americans killed each day in Iraq and other war zones but our death toll from gun fire right here in America is worse than the war zone's. Let us pray!
The flowers are beautiful and the pear trees have shed all of their little white petals across our lawns and now it is time for the dogwoods to show off. The azaleas are ready to compete also and the tulips too. There is so much beauty around us.
The happenings in the world, however; have been ugly, obscene and devastating. A father killing four of his children and himself, a deranged man killing 16 people in a civic center and then himself. (He lived in fear of Obama taking his guns away. ) Three policeman gunned down in California, two ambushed and shot in Indiana, another two or three shot in the north east and another female policewoman shot today. The police are out gunned and the country is shocked by it all. I, for one, am tired of them asking the same question after each incident," Why would someone do that? They must be sick! They must be crazy! How can we anticipate these events and prevent them. "The day before yesterday a man was shot in a strip mall parking lot at 2:30 in the afternoon in the South end of Louisville. Plenty of witnesses observed the crime 'going down' and watched the rented car drive away with the two shooters in it. Drug deal gone bad! Are these guys sick, crazy, could someone anticipate this happening?A letter writer to the editor in today"s paper railed against the anti-gun folks and said, we would all be better off if we were all armed. His theory being that if we were all armed we would be a threat to the others and so they would let us alone and not be so hasty about settling all disputes with gun fire. Now who's crazy? We've got a problem.
There were 50 people killed by six mass murderers just this past week. That doesn't include the single murders that happen every day. I grieve over the young Americans killed each day in Iraq and other war zones but our death toll from gun fire right here in America is worse than the war zone's. Let us pray!
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