I just caught the President's address...


I suppose in a few years we will all look back on this and chuckle...

 

If there are any of us left to chuckle

American foreign policy hides under the fridge...
a scuttling, timorous little creature...
much like My Sister's pet skunk that
would not even come out to eat till everyone
was gone.


can it be coaxed out ?

I floccinaucinihilipilification American foreign Policy

fläksəˌnôsəˌnīˌhiləˌpiləfiˈkāSHən
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A  watched Mellita never drops
the very act of gazing at the water level
 the vortex empties only by half,
then half and half again...
and this goes on into infinity

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In the 40's

I was pretty much blissfully unaware
My family owned a radio
and 1 automobile 

In the 50's

I became aware that My generation was
a bulge in the snake
we learned to hide under our desks
I start to watch TV
radio fades and bookstores close

In the 60's

I began to become uneasy about My generation
TV helped some
but not much

In the 70's

My concern for My generation increased
I bought a used color TV
it weighed a ton

In the 80's
came Reagan, Thatcher, Walesa and a Pope
to slay Communism  
TV no longer helped...I paid it no mind

In the 90's

My generation started to slip
it became clear that Communism was slain
except for "here"
sitcoms and TV continued to degenerate as the
Internet strangled it
sort of like TV strangled
Radio and bookstores

The 00's

A new millennium!
I began to take hope 
My generation got old and sick...
I lost  old friends to drugs, booze 
and years of indulgence
we all got fat, very fat
everything else and TV sort of went to shit
people began living in a
online fantasy
nothing is real anymore  

2010's

My generation began to retire
TV had morphed into 350 channels of
nothing...
but commercials and lots of T&A
when they were told not to gin up
the volume for commercials...
they muted the content of the show
leaving the commercial still louder...
and being retired
I began to watch again...a little
and was appalled at how
old, fat and ugly
and uh... stupid 
the people in advertising had become.
people continue to be alive only in a
sort of online "Bizarro" World
they trade things that are tangible and have
some value for
pure fantasy...they turn as zombies
The Government steps up
to be
The Mommy and Daddy...
of Zombies 


2014

I first catch that "underwearness" add on TV

and lose all hope for My generation


*I solemnly swear if I am ever forced to wear them I will keep the fact a very deep secret and send a trusted mute neighborhood kid to the store to buy them. I will then turn in My Driver's license and expire with some dignity.

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As is My custom I do not watch the Oscars
I do not give a ---- who won, what anybody wore or
who got snubbed or forgotten.
I have not gone to a movie since
 "Raiders of the Lost Ark" 

There are no theaters left in Iowa City
(none that are allowed to screen Movies)

Persons over 65 should occasionally remind
themselves not to indulge in activity that
might well turn out to be a good percentage
of the time they may have left

It is rude to constantly get up for the
inevitable restroom breaks

finally, movies are cost prohibitive

(the hundred best movies ever made are all still black and white) 
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Classy, high brow...snazzy shit

Rarely Is       
 

I am from way out here on the prairie...in Iowa

I do not trust folks in suits and ties, gives Me the message that the fellow wearing one is out to take what I have...to rob Me. I would not buy a car from anybody wearing a suit and tie, certainly not a house. I prefer the people I deal with, doctors, lawyers, insurance salesmen and bankers to be in shirt sleeves. This goes for politicians as well...though I don't have to wonder if they are out to rob Me, they all do. The degree that they rob me and take what I save can vary and I try to vote for the fellow (man or woman) who will likely rob Me the Least. I do keep a couple of sport coats and a lot of ties in case of a wedding or funeral. I tend to consider these things as being the same sort thing.


This brings Me to Mr. Boehner and his silly shit dress code for Congress. I tend to agree with him on most things, although I think of him as a weak Speaker of the House. I cannot agree with him on this appropriate attire crap. I find it refreshing to see shirtsleeves in Congress. An occasional leather jacket and jeans, job interview bibs even a coon skinned cap...just fine by Me way out here on the Prairie.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nancy Pelosi...
finally tweaked My conscience, with her admonishment that many people live paycheck to paycheck...even congressmen. I hereby vow to keep a Congressional food bank shelf in My pantry. I will, once a week remember to buy an extra can of beans to be kept for any member of Congress who might be having trouble making ends meet.
I would suggest that Congress people wait a few weeks before taking Me up on this offer. This will allow time for the stock to build up as I am retired and living on a fixed income. I will never turn away any of those "poor bastard" (Pelosi's words) congress persons away from My humble door.


May I write this off My taxes?

I proudly place the first can of beans
into My Congressional food bank
"come and get it"

 please bring identification and a note from your social worker as proof of your indigence
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Again a plea
to end the twice a year
madness of
Day light savings time
good old Ben Franklin was joking

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The IRS, VA & Secret Service
and many others

have now proven that they are incapable of reform.
The must be wholly dismantled and replaced 
by others...others who get it.