Connie and Billy A Christmastime Story This is the story of Connie and Billy. Don't be fooled by the names. Connie was a guy and that’s an important fact. Billy was a lady ... and that’s important, too. They spent decades together. That’s what matters most. They met in church ... on Christmas Eve. … Continue reading Connie and Billy ~ A Christmastime Story
Watch Where You’re Steppin’
There's a new San Francisco treat … and it ain’t Rice-a-Roni. Tony Bennett might’ve left his heart in San Francisco … but others are leaving behind something very different … Last week “… 20 pounds of poop were dumped on a sidewalk … in a clear bag and remained there for hours.” To marinate in … Continue reading Watch Where You’re Steppin’
Remember How Happy We Weren’t?
Bad nostalgia ... the Obama time. Tireless message ... even for those who serve their purgatories here on Earth in a blue state: Vote! This year's election is like no other. Should the Democrats take the House, they'll take control of your lives ... and haunt you from Day One. Maxine Waters will chair the powerful … Continue reading Remember How Happy We Weren’t?
In Memorial To An Astounding Friend
In Memorial To An Astounding Friend
Getting notice that a close one has passed never goes easy on a person. Especially not when there’s a 9 year old waiting inside to chow down on some cake for his birthday, and he has no idea why everyone is suddenly silently hiding-sad.
The magnificent thing that we can know about those who have left us is that they’re completely free now, from all burdens and restraints holding them back.
And the most beautiful part of it is that we know that they’re gloriously happy, and that they’re safe in the hands of God.
We know that they are doing what they love, so they never work a single moment they’re away from us. True beauty isn’t found on the outside of us, for we wither with age and our appearances change. True beauty is found in the deeds we do, actions we take to help others, and the…
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The Teacher Union War On Parents
Is there a suicide prevention hot-line for teacher unions? There oughta be. “A half-century ago, teachers unions had a place in the American public. Now they have forgotten their place … going from protectors … to enablers of greed and malfeasance.” Half of America now sees teacher unions in a negative light. And the unions … Continue reading The Teacher Union War On Parents
Leftists Ain’t Got A Chance
The Pontificating Teacher-Snot
Meet Gregory Salcido … a pontificating teacher-snot who strutted tuff-tuff in front of a high school history class of sixteen-year-olds. Talking big … talking rough … talking smart-ass … and mocking the very warriors who protect his right to open his foul mouth … and let his spectacular ignorance spill out. “Think about the people … Continue reading The Pontificating Teacher-Snot
We Did This To Ourselves
“We have met the enemy and he is us.” We keep trying to run away from what we’ve become. But we're in this moment because we invited it. By our silence. "... the Right is silenced in our culture — blacklisted and excluded and ignored in entertainment, mainstream news outlets, and the universities ..."* And we allowed … Continue reading We Did This To Ourselves
Let the Kids Run the World for a Bit
Maybe we should get out of the way ... and let the kids run things for a bit. Perhaps we'll learn something. Click On ... Listen Hallelujah -Kaylee Rodgers, Special Live
Charles Schumer Be Damned
Majority leader Mitch McConnell asked “if any of his Democratic colleagues went to sleep at night with their front doors wide open.” Not a single Democrat admitted to that. But Schumer has no problem leaving our country unlocked. The gates flung wide-open … because your lives … and those of your loved ones … matter … Continue reading Charles Schumer Be Damned
Something Is Very Wrong
We pay for this crap ... why can't we pay for The Wall?
My Christmas Secret Santa ~ Guest Post
I can’t think of a better time than this year to share a sad story with a happy ending. I love happy endings, don’t you?