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Where’s the Party?

Posted in Attitude, Choices, Contradiction, good grief, Humor, keeping positive, Life, opinion, Personal, Random, thoughts, Uncategorized, Vote on February 4, 2008 by anuvuestudio

I’m private about politics. No one ever agrees anyway and it’s not like I’m so informed that I feel the need to influence anyone else’s mind… I normally keep my views to myself. I vote faithfully every time, though sometimes the pic-kin’s have been slim… That’s the process our Fore Father’s fought hard to give us. The least I can do is to show up and punch a little hole in a card… Although for some, even that task seems a bit daunting. Those Propositions can sure get confusing…what with “No” meaning “Yes”…and “Yes” meaning “We’ll be voting on it again sometime soon…just to make sure we really meant yes”. I figure I’m either a liberal Republican or a conservative Democrat…so that probably makes me an Indirepublicrat. I kinda like that…but I still haven’t located the Party.

I couldn’t care less if the candidates are black, green, svelte, gay, female, have only three toes on one foot, are Catholic, Atheist, Buddhist, have a tendency to play the accordion in their underwear or keep really mean pet monkeys in their backyard. If they are honest (or at least can properly hide things like the rest of us good Americans) and they have this countries best interest in the forefront, I’m good with that. Then it really only comes down to whether I like the way they pronounce “California” and “Nuclear”.

I believe in pro-choice…as a matter of fact I don’t even think the male population should be given a vote on this one. I don’t expect us women to hold a vote concerning their genitalia anytime soon so I would prefer not having any 40 year old men, who dress up as Wookies and fight with fake light sabers (waiting for the Star Wars convention to begin) voting on anything attached to or within my body. That goes for those “Cheese Head” hat wearers as well.

I believe people should mind their own lives. I have no issues with alternative lifestyles. Heck, The Best Man at my Wedding is now a woman. He (Scott), I mean she (Lane), gave me the best one liner I’ve ever had in my arsenal. Now, when I have to go to a wedding and am surrounded by people I don’t know, nor want to…I simply blurt out the truth.. Stops ’em dead in their tracks and I never have to make small talk. While I’m at it, I don’t care what people drink, eat or even smoke for that matter… it’s their lives to live, not mine…I’ve got allergies…I can’t indulge. ..but I do care if they drive their bloody old, slower than molasses, Volkswagen vans in the fast lane! Now there… I take issue.

I believe in allowing the Mother of any child victim… five minutes alone with the perpetrator…equipped with a nice hardwood bat…compliments of the State.

I hate violence of any kind. I can’t even kill a mouse. I make people at work catch them in bags and walk them outside on the “catch and release” program. But I believe in the right to own a gun. I have 5 of my Dad’s shotguns in my closet right now. I was taught to both fear and respect them and if someone ever came to hurt one of my family in my home, I know how to… and would not hesitate to use one. And, being a Democratic type person, I’d even let them draw the big red “X” spot to aim for.

I believe in the death penalty. Some people are worth re-abilitating…some just plain aren’t. There are people so cruel and unremorseful in this world that I have no problem with them being moved quickly into the next. I didn’t have my College education paid for by anyone and my life in the “working experience program” didn’t plan for me to be the benefactor of theirs. They even have a better gym, have time to use it and don’t pay the fees!

I believe in stem cell research. I believe in anything that can fix my family blood lines and allow them to live normal lives…well, as “normal” as my family can be… 😉 I want to see people that can’t walk…walk. I want to see hope in the eyes of the hopeless. I want the disadvantaged to have their dreams too. I want everyone to be able to wear funny hats and laugh out…loudly…it that’s what they want.

I don’t believe people should have citizenship given to them if they arrived here to stay illegally. Sure, there are some exceptions to that… but I have friends from El Salvador, Canada, Vietnam, Africa, Cambodia, Cuba, Europe, China, Mexico and the Philippines who all had to do it the hard way… the right way… and their years of waiting should mean something…and all those times I had to be quizzed on US History and was rewarded with a big grin because it was quite obvious they knew more than me…about my own Constitution…My embarrassment should not have been in vain.

I believe in the right to die with dignity…boots on. If you or someone you love can’t be saved, why the hell should anyone have to suffer and why should others be forced to watch. Get a pill and let each person go out singing “I did it my way”.

I believe in God. Yes, I know it’s out of vogue…but I make my own fashion style. There are those that would tell me I’m not a “proper Christian” believing things as I do. Oh well! My God doesn’t judge people the way human kind judges each other. My God is wise and loving and totally cool. He loves us all…even Howard Stearn…and Man, I’m tellin’ you…that’s love…

I won’t be allowing Jenifer Aniston, Madonna, Brad or Angelina to influence my vote or mind this election. Not even for homemade, fresh-out-of-the-oven, hot biscuits with homemade blackberry jelly.