Showing posts with label keepin it real. Show all posts
Showing posts with label keepin it real. Show all posts

Saturday, November 12, 2016

The Angry Man

For all the interest group pandering that shapes modern American politics, the group that may well decide the election has come down to the demographic of “The Angry Man.”
The Angry Man is difficult to stereotype. He comes from all economic backgrounds, from dirt-poor to filthy rich. He represents all geographic areas in America, from sophisticated urbanite to rural redneck, Deep South to Yankee North, Left Coast to Eastern Seaboard.
No matter where he’s from, Angry Men share many common traits; they aren’t asking for anything from anyone other than the promise to be able to make their own way on a level playing field. In many cases, they are independent businessmen and employ several people. They pay more than their share of taxes and they work hard. Damn hard, for what they have and intend to keep.
He’s used to picking up the tab, whether it’s the Christmas party for the employees at his company, three sets of braces, college educations or a beautiful wedding or two. Not because he was forced to, but because it’s the right thing to do.
The Angry Man believes the Constitution should be interpreted as it was written. It is not as a “living document” open to the whims and vagaries of appointed judges and political winds.
The Angry Man owns firearms, and he’s willing to pick up a gun and use it in defense of his home, his country and his family. He is willing to lay down his life to defend the freedom and safety of others, and the thought of killing someone if necessary to achieve those goals gives him only momentary pause.
The Angry Man is not, and never will be, a victim. Nobody like him drowned in Hurricane Katrina. He got his people together and got the hell out. Then, he went back in to rescue those who needed help or were too stupid to help themselves in the first place. He was selfless in this, just as often a civilian as a police officer, a National Guard soldier or a volunteer firefighter. Victimhood syndrome buzzwords; “disenfranchised,” “marginalized” and “voiceless” don’t resonate with The Angry Man. “Press ‘one’ for English” is a curse-word to him.
His last name, his race and his religion don’t matter. His ancestry might be Italian, English, African, Polish, German, Slavic, Irish, Russian, Hispanic or any of a hundred others. What does matter is that he considers himself in every way to be an American. He is proud of this country and thinks that if you aren’t, you are whole-heartedly encouraged to find one that suits you and move there.
The Angry Man is usually a man’s man. The kind of guy who likes to play poker, watch football, go hunting, play golf, maintain his own vehicles and build things. He coaches kid’s baseball, soccer and football and doesn’t ask for a penny. He’s the kind of guy who can put an addition on his house with a couple of friends, drill an oil well, design a factory or work the land. He can fill a train with 100,000 tons of coal and get it to the power plant so that you can keep the lights on while never knowing everything it took to do that. The Angry Man is the backbone of this country.
He’s not racist, but is truly disappointed and annoyed, when people exhibit behavior that typifies the worst stereotypes of their ethnicity. He’s willing to give everybody a fair chance if they’re willing to work hard and play by the rules. He expects other people to do the same. Above all, he has integrity in everything he does.
The Angry Man votes, and he loathes the dysfunction now rampant in government. It’s the victim groups being pandered to and the “poor me” attitude that they represent. The inability of politicians to give a straight answer to an honest question. The tax dollars that are given to people who simply don’t want to do anything for themselves. The fact that, because of very real consequences, he must stay within a budget but for some obscure reason the government he finances doesn’t. Mostly, it’s the blatantly arrogant attitude displayed implying that we are too stupid to run our own lives and only people in government are smart enough to do that.
The Angry Man has reached his limit. When a social justice agitator goes on TV, leading some rally for Black Lives Matter, safe spaces or other such nonsense, he may bite his tongue but, he remembers. When a child gets charged with carrying a concealed weapon for mistakenly bringing a penknife to school, he takes note of who the local idiots are in education and law enforcement.
But when government officials are repeatedly caught red-handed breaking the law and getting off scot-free, The Angry Man balls-up his fists and readies himself for the coming fight. He knows that this fight, will be a live or die situation, so he prepares fully. Make no mistake, this is a fight in which he is not willing to lose and he will never give up.
Obama calls me a Clinger
Hillary Calls me Deplorable
Bill calls me Redneck
BLM calls me Racist
Feminist calls me Sexist
ISIS calls me an Infidel
Donald Trump calls me an American

H/T Jimmie Elzner FB 

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Tunes & A Thank You

I have lots going on right now (and have had)...Today I was busy making curtains and was really enjoying this playlist while doing so.  I thought a few times I should post that song....

When I took a break I checked email, and received a few asking about why I have not been posting.....Just busy...priorities...

BUT....this is a GREAT playlist....check it out...I dare you...to tell me what you think of it!  
; P  


Thanks to those of you who dropped me a line to say hello and check on me...you know who you are...I appreciate your thoughtfulness!

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Just Venting...No HVAC Ass. Needed!









For that special someone, you know who you are!
That about sums it up!  
Have a GREAT day everyone!
 ; )
Oh look, he has another fan! A dedication....thanks J!

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Brass...Ahem...Balls... Or Lead....You Choose!!

Trump 2016!

NO...NOT HILLARY--->ANGEL!
Angel has the way of it, you may want to stop in and let her know that you agree with her response to this ignorant statement made by TefPoe.

My powder is dry.  I'm with you Angel!
Dear "young niggas",

Just so you know, white people are well armed and have plenty of ammo. And while we've been quiet these last eight years of racial extremism and division, make no mistake, when we are threatened, we will rain Hell down on you and everyone with you. Blood may flow and bodies may drop, but I guarantee it will be more of yours than ours.We will protect our families, friends, neighborhoods.

Sincerely,

Fed up with your shit

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Good Good Father~~ I'll Just Say Yes~~It's Not Over Yet~~Walk On Water





Thanks Grog, I had just finished studying....and got your comment...love that song! Thank you for sharing!  Realized, it doesn't have to just be a "Sunday" thing....; )

Monday, July 11, 2016

"Mr. President, What Is The Matter With You?" (WARNING GRAPHIC)


H/T to Irish, Jeffery in Alabama, Bushwacker Bob in Cullman.
Guess I could have linked it...
But the question is serious...
"Mr. pResident, What IS The Matter With You?"

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Happy Birthday Baby!

  

Happy Birthday Baby....guess who's wearing the pants today???  And they are yours!  LMAO!  Git yer guns and git er dun!  Let's go out in the woods and play shoot em up!  Ready....Set....Go!


In all seriousness, I love you ....and I wish you the happiest of birthdays....I know...nothing special, you just want to smoke some ...ummmm .....Pork...
; P....LOL....
In your new smoker,  and fire off a few rounds and possibly ride your mower around the yard a bit...I will sit on the fender and hold the umbrella so it won't rain on you...; )

Woo Hoo, The excitement of turning 57!!

Well my love...may all your birthday wishes come true!
XOXOXOXOXO



Yes, that is what your cake looked like when I did a practice lighting of the candles...there were just so many!!!

Saturday, July 2, 2016

Happy 4th Of July Weekend


My goodness, small town living is sweet.  Today, we sat on the porch listening to the local radio station, and they had the for sale broadcast...only local numbers allowed, and sectioned it off in categories....real estate, auto/machinery, critter corner, etc...It was great fun actually....listening to some of the things for sale, the goats, the jack and jennies, the tractor tires...as I drank my coffee on the back porch....Does life get any better than this?

Well, yes, I guess it does.....this evening we needed to run into town for a couple of things and noticed that there were cars parked all along the main road, with people sitting in lawn chairs with ice chests, and children running around.  People were at every intersection, walking in the crosswalks...I said to Ken,  I hope we are not interrupting a parade, and looked around for floats or something... But nope....not a one.... ; P

Then Ken spotted an area roped off with what looked like construction yellow tape...and all kinds of fireworks were set up....apparently they were having a fireworks display tonight because rain is expected on the 4th ....and the whole town showed up for it....or so it seemed. 

Home....there is no place like it!

Monday, June 27, 2016

Very Important Information....For Some

Florida Identity Theft Charges And Penalties + Statute Of Limitations


Florida Mortgage Fraud Charges And Penalties + Statute Of Limitations


I am just getting started...
You should quit while you are ahead!