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No flames for you!

I'd agree, particularly considering the huge hurdles the bad guys keep trying to shove in front of him, the blockages and utter constipation of our government's smooth workings just for spite, from the TRUE "Sore Loserman" crowd. We need some political Ex-lax!

The Great Escape - what a GREAT movie!

James Garner was a real class act. His heart was in the best place, too. Safe passage, Mr. Garner.

I did that at my bank. They finally changed it.

Had to do it a few times. I'm a familiar face - I've been banking there for a long time. I've even used my favorite excuse (which happens to be a documented fact) that I'm a retired reporter and the way they "report" the "news" over there is quite literally, and personally, offensive to me - their LONGTIME customer. And I nicely and politely told whatever bank tellers I was dealing with, asked them to pass it on up the food chain, and also went over to the side of the room where the manager-types sit, and buttonholed the manager who was on duty there at the time. Make sure they know AND their boss knows.

Now, those monitors are on CNBC or the Weather Channel or CNN or some such "neutral" channel.

Btw - the next time I went in and noticed there was a different channel on the monitors, I thanked them - the teller and whatever manager was on duty over at the side of the room. Asked what made them do it. I was told "we've had complaints." What do I care if most or all of those complaints came from me? I don't care! It's "complaints" - PLURAL. And that's really all that matters. And I must have complained to several different tellers and managers. Farther up the food chain, they're not gonna know if it was merely one customer repeatedly complaining, and nobody in the middle is gonna care enough or take the time to note who complained or that it was the same ornery woman or whatever. All they're gonna know or care about is that they had "complaints" - PLURAL. Make their mild disinterest work for you!

He never fooled me either. But that slick schtick sure did - with far too many gullible Americans.

He was a master in the slogan-delivery department. All that acting served him and all his greedy little pirate friends very well. I was even a little bit afraid of him because he struck me as the most dangerous man in America BECAUSE of his skill at salesmanship. That aw-shucks delivery, the gently shaking head, the eyebrow thing - one of 'em went up, one of 'em went down, very cute and folksy and "aw, what a kindly old man! Harmless and amiable like that fun old uncle with the fun stories and famous-friends anecdotes and salty Irish pub-style jokes. Adorable! Let's all sit around by the camp fire, at his knee, and listen to "Ol' Dutch." And in the meantime, the snake oil oozes out of his mouth and down his backside, along the ground until it finds targets with open pores to seep into. And pretty soon, the target is consumed - and overtaken - and owned - and becomes part of the monster. Without firing a shot. Without shedding a drop of blood. A completely clean and painless kill. No muss, no fuss, and they're totally body-snatched. Zombi-fied. Never even knew what hit 'em. He poisoned our collective mind here in America. Made it sound sooooooooo good to turn generosity and compassion and "my brother's keeper" and care and concern for "the Least of These" upside down and ass-up. Morning in America and all that crap. Shining City on a Hill and win one more for the Gipper and all those nice slogans from that nice avuncular harmless lovable ol' dude who was 90-thousand years old with an accordion-pleated face but his hair somehow never grayed... Toxic Phony!!!

But he photographs well... (especially when you slap a 120-foot American flag behind him and lots of old-Hollywood Busby Berkeley staging all around him.)

Well, if the owner likes hanging onto that bar, maybe he/she needs to start paying attention

to what the clientele wants. And if customers like YOU and your friends start getting vocal about it, and demanding that the channel be changed, the owner will eventually have to give in. Because more than even Pox Noise, that business owner loves money and customers and profits. And if the customers keep complaining about something... that could put the money and profits parts in jeopardy.

By telling women they have to educate men - it's just foisting off more work onto women.

And how long has THAT been going on?

More work for women. Sigh...

After we get finished cleaning, cooking, washing, picking up after the piggy people we live with, herding children, babysitting and diapering, teaching them everything from potty-training to manners and other civilizing habits, driving the carpool, going to the teachers' meetings, going to the principal's office, working in the Mother's Club meetings or PTA or whatever, trying to be active at their school, trying to be active at the church, and that's just in the home. When she's juggling a job, too, there's a whole 'nother level of workload piled onto the shoulders of women. Whether we're secretaries or CEOs, the manager or the cleaning lady.

I would like to know what actually might NOT be our share of the workload for a change. Since the division of labor for women versus men always and forever seems to break down to a ratio of about 90/10. WHEN do the men start stepping up? I keep reminding the young men around me (quite a few of them because of my son's band) - as I consider them boy-by-boy, each of them has grown up with a mom who works. Their own, and now, when they're around our house on band matters - ME. Several of them have female sibs - they're out working and trying to make ends meet, too. I hope they have absorbed some of that. But in this day and age, they actually have pals who were idiots in the bedroom, and now find themselves with a girlfriend who has a bun in the oven. And I don't know HOW OFTEN I personally have preached to them about loving carefully, wearing the "love glove," using condoms, being cautions (NOT ONE OF YOU IS ENTITLED TO MAKE ME A GRANDMOTHER YET, DO YOU HEAR ME????!?!?!?!?!?!?!?) One of 'em actually believed that if he used protection most of the time, it'd be okay. And he could plan ahead and finish school and get a better job in the industry he dreamed about and ... Well, now he's stuck. His whole life - which had been his own - is now redirected and dictated by that ONE fun little unprotected quickie he had, which - um - sprouted. In THIS day and age. With all the preaching we and other mothers have done, and supposedly all the sex education they've all (supposedly) had... That news was VERY sobering to the rest of the boys, believe me. Maybe they're teaching each other (well, MAYBE, although I wouldn't bet my house on it)...

Men...

"We've got to get over there"?????

Aw CRIPES!!!!

Sez awww...

I'm a sucker for this stuff.

SCE - look what you started! But soft... (although I DO like that kangaroo one - "don't make me come in there!" ROFL!!!). And the Leonardo quote, AND the little teeny turtle...AND...

Mine too! But I hope somebody in the group got up and changed the channel.

Or if it was at some restaurant or tavern, hopefully they asked to have the channel changed. Get. Pox. OUT!!!

Love this. Love him, too!

He sure pegged ronnie. Nothing but a cardboard cut-out. Tell him where to stand. Prop him up. Hold up the cue cards. Pull the string, and watch him go! He was one of the original members of the "...but he/she photographs well" club. If "St. ronnie" were still alive, you better believe he'd be on Pox Noise with all the blondes. Hell, he'd have his own show with bill-o as a lead-in. He'd have been perfect for that. Nobody read lines like he did. At that, at snow-jobbing the public, he was a master. Unfortunately. His "legacy" has cursed our land.



Reminds me of my favorite Bette Davis quote: "you should never say bad things about the dead, you should only say good. Joan Crawford is dead. Good." Switch out the words "Joan Crawford" for ronald reagan and you get what I'm feeling about that schmuck.
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