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Nobody Notices Marilyn Monroe's FINE set of Lungs...

Nobody Cares: What do these three items have in common?
 
You have to be RICH to buy them! And two of these items are going for the same amount...7 million dollars.
 
The first item, ladies and gentlemen, is a 1914 Rolls Royce Silver Ghost, which belonged to the last Tsar of Russia. For a cool 7 mil...it can be yours.
 
The second item on the list, is an x-ray of Marilyn Monroe's chest. Someone just paid $45,000 dollars for it.
 
The third, is a Chopard platinum engagement ring...which you can buy for your soul mate for $7 million dollars.
 
If Marilyn were alive, she would take the diamond...that is, if Elizabeth Taylor didn't get it first. And if Michael Jackson was still alive, he'd buy it for her. (Liz)
 
And as I was imagining which item I would pick if I had to choose, I thought to myself...why choose? That's not how the rich think!
 
I would take all three, thank you very much. I would sell the diamond, keep the car for a year, then sell it...(because I like the color purple) and I would put Marilyn's X-ray in a nice frame and hang it in my bathroom, and forever wonder just WHAT those things were at the bottom of the picture? Potato Spuds?
 
Then, when I got tired of it, I'd sell it on e-bay to the highest bidder, after I made a copy of course.
 
And that's why, I'm not rich.
 
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Nobody's Perfect; The Coach and Me


When good men do nothing....

Nobody"s Perfect:
Did you think I was going to pick on another politician today? Nope. I figured it was time to tell the second tale of one of my biggest Nobody's Perfect regrets...one that I wish I could go back in time and correct. An error that to my own opinion of myself, was so grievous, that stealing a piece of bubble gum seems like a ripple in a wine glass of laughter.
 
It was eighteen years ago, and I had just gotten "engaged' to my current husband, and we had plans to merge our two kids. He had a daughter, and I had a son from a previous marriage, something as all parents of divorces know, is a task that is not always easy. And this particular day, my husband's daughter had a basketball game at her junior high school. My husband's parents were also there, and they were not exactly happy about their son marrying a cougar...so ...needless to say, it was a very precarious time for me to try to make a good impression. I tend to say the wrong thing at the wrong time, and I wanted to be careful. And BECAUSE I was so concerned about making a good impression...I did not speak up.
 
The setting was your usual school gym...pick any gym in America. It was filled with about 500 parents who were all sitting in the bleachers...all looking lovingly down on their team of eight- year old girls, who were sitting around in a circle, where everyone could see them. The other team had not come out yet. Danny (short for Danielle, my husband's daughter) was not going to play till the next game...so we were all just standing on the sidelines...near the court. And then...you heard it...the voice.
 
In the middle of this circle of girls was this little man. And then this man, the "coach," came out and started yelling at these girls and the horror of the things he said to them, just completely shocked everyone into a great silent wall of..."OMG!" The whole arena just got very, very...quiet.
 
And this tiny man was yelling at those girls...no ...screaming at the top of his lungs. "F&** you!...You little idiots. What makes you think you're so %^&special.?! You are the worst bunch of losers I've ever seen.!You are not going to win this game, you losers. You can't even pass the &*%&$ ball!!! "
 
And on, and on, and he got louder...and louder, and more obnoxious, and belligerent. And then he started waving his arms, and cussing more..., and those poor girls, were humiliated beyond anything I could imagine. To this day, I have never heard such a put-down by anyone, man or woman, on film or anywhere else, to match this man's berating statements.
 
I turned to my future husband, and said, "What is that man's problem.? Why doesn't anyone stop him? Why aren't any of the men in this crowd jumping down his throat? One of us should say something...I'll say something...will you be mad if I do?" And I was embarrassed, that my own future husband did not feel the need to do anything. He just shook his head. Don't get involved.
 
Not one soul stood up to that man, who acted like he was drunk, or high, or both. NOT ONE MAN.
 
Deep down inside I was jumping with anger. I fumed...because I told my boyfriend "I can't take it. I'm not from here, I'm going to tell that man that he is a coward, and a bully, and what is wrong with everybody? " With every single vile remark he made, I started prancing back and forth. I was almost ready to take the basketball and knock him down.
 
 If my own child had been sitting there, I would have gotten out of my seat, and walked down, grabbed her hand, and told the man, "You need therapy." and we would have left. I would have taken a stand. But, I was just a bystander.
 
I looked around that silent crowd...and wondered how they could let this man do this to their own children? It was clear, there was not a single soul that had the guts to stand up to him. I wanted to, but I thought to myself, that I would have embarrassed Danny to the whole school, and it was her school, and she didn't see a bit upset about it--- but I did not want to cause trouble for her, which is why many parents do nothing...they fear the backlash would be worse.
 
As the man's voice dirtied the air with great booming profanities... when I realized he was going to be allowed to continue, I remember being filled with so much sadness. Had there ever been a time when a when good decent men of the community would have knocked this guy on his butt? Those days are gone. Have we, as a people, come to this?
 
Then I looked up. While the man got worse, there was a beautiful stream of soft sunlight, coming in from the tiny windows high above...the sun was setting, and the light fell right smack dab on that circle of humiliating and scared young girls faces. It was as if God himself was trying to protect those children...and sent a light of an angel to show the damage being done, which of course made this madman's rant much more surreal.
 
I will never forget those poor kids having to sit through that man's insane mental beating. It was just a basketball game for God's sake. I will also never forget the people that sat there, and did nothing.
 
And to the day I die, I will regret that, I did not at least yell ----"Hey..pick on somebody your own size you big bully!" I should have risked the breakup. I should have stopped that guy...said something. Because you see, in the end, my in-laws never liked me anyway. They still don't. If I had said something that day, I would have saved my husband and I years of heartache. They would have been appalled.
 
My husband has completely disowned them, and trust me...it's been for the best.
 
 So, when good men and women do nothing. they always regret it later.  
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Destroyers of Hope

Protesters and G-20 leaders...who does the most damage?

Nobody's Opinion
: Dr. Strangelove...do you see him? I don't know about you, but this picture creeps me out. This might surprise many of you what I am going to say... but ---take your pick...which one of these pictures does NOT have criminals in it? And before you answer that the ones throwing rocks and bottles and starting fires are the bad guys, (which are well-organized communists and union thugs) remember what the Feds, and the politicians have done to cause the biggest depressions in the world, while making millions for themselves.
 
There are many people who feel powerless and are angry at what the rich elite rulers and bankers have done to us all. I'm surprised frankly, that there aren't more people protesting.
 
In the scheme of things, which one of these groups are actually doing the most damage to the economy? The people sitting around that table live in a world where they eat lobster and steak, while the protesters outside eat McDonalds and burn down the little business shops outside. This actually helps the big corporations, whose goal it is to get rid of ALL competition. One company to run our food (Monsanto) One company to control our water (Coke) One company to sell us our goods. (Wal-Mart) Where are the global anti-trust laws?
 
Isn't it funny that we NEVER hear the side of the peaceful protesters? Do you ever hear what they are mad at? Do they give them much time on TV? I for one, would like to hear a few of them talk, to decide for myself.
 
The leaders get four hours on a Sunday afternoon to blast to the world their intentions of a "global" community where all nations will have to basically give up their sovereignty to the "new global rules." The Canadian Prime minster put it the best. He said the people may not like it, but giving up their sovereignty is a "simple reality." We may not like It? Of course we don't like it. This WILL be a global dictatorship, with career politicians of a higher oligarchy telling everyone on the planet what they can make, where they can live, what they can drink and eat...and they are not shy anymore about their plans. They all will be rich beyond any imagination...and the rest of us...will be...mad.
 
This nobody remembers the protests of the sixties, and back then, the protesters were mostly spoiled kids from middle-class families who didn't have jobs, and were very idealistic. They were manipulated by the left who were already in place as teachers in the colleges. The kids of my generation didn't know what communism was. They had no clue. Their friends were dying in the Vietnam War, which made no sense to them. The black panthers, and the communists took these stoned kids and told them that capitalism was bad, and their parents were bad, and they should overthrow the capitalist system. A capitalistic system that, let's face it, has pretty much left a whole slew of bankers to rob the planet...with the help of mergers and kickbacks and offshore bank accounts.
 
It's like having a baseball game where all the umpires are paid to call the shots in favor of one team, and it's perfectly legal.
 
In the year 2000, I was in Washington D.C, during a WTO gathering and the city was a complete police state. I was stopped at every single corner and asked where I was going. When I finally saw the "fearful crowd" of dangerous protesters, I had to laugh. I felt like I was back in the sixties. The same young idealistic stupid faces...all hopeful that by protesting the big boys in Washington they could stop the bleeding. Standing among them I felt no fear at all, only pity. Nevertheless... I found the sheer magnitude of a whole city in lock down, controlled by 40,000 or more soldiers and police with big guns, being used to control about 200 protesters...VERY frightening.
 
In fact, I almost got into a fight with one soldier toting a big gun, because I told him I was going to Independent Hall to see The Declaration of Independence and that man said here WAS no such hall. I was so angry at the treatment of someone who just wanted to cross the street, that I demanded to see his supervisor, who just laughed.
 
I didn't think it was funny.
 
I was also told I would be SHOT if I happened to fall off the curb while the President passed in his limousine. Yes, shot. Bill Clinton didn't need but two motorcycles to take him down the street, and why should he be concerned? The whole city was a police state. And for what? A bunch of rich college kids?
This is America?
 
We have seen real protests in other countries...Iran, Greece, Paris, London, China.. It's no wonder the elite get scared.
 
And now, the world is in collapse. Trillions and trillons of dollars have been stolen and an oligarchy of rich politicians and corporate managers have planned a very gloomy future for most of us. Water, food, and even heavier taxation is being planned with a one world currency. And no matter how much money they take from the little guy, not one of them will go to jail. They protest the leaders of the world, and it's nothing new.
 
In August, Glenn Beck is asking people to meet him in Washington. Do you think the rich and powerful globalists will listen? Will these new leaders of the New World Order be made into a Republic? Or a oligarchy?
 
 Hillary wants the world to be more like Brazil...two classes. The rich and the poor. It makes sense to them. They are just having a hard time explaining it to the rest of us. They will need a lot more police.
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Nobody Gets Email: The Fine Art of the Marines

Nobody Gets Email....
 
I should have posted this last night, but I was watching a Hispanic woman beat the hell out of some blond on some kind of new boxing on TV last night, and then I just couldn't get into anything after that.
 
But...all that fighting made me think of the real fighters...God bless em...better late than never....
 
A picture from J.R.

If a Muslim sees a naked woman he is suppose to kill himself.
 
Nobody suggests some naked ladies on the bullets.
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DA STAIN!!...DA STAIN!!

Nobody Knows:
---If somewhere there was a meeting held and a few very powerful men that are running the world said:

"Well, it's time to get rid of him..call the girl. He's now a big joke. Release the police report, give her the final payment. We've got someone even better to replace Al to promote the cap and trade and get everyone convinced that global warming is real...someone the people love--- Paul McCartney. And since we want to wean the world off of steak, and protein, Paul will be perfect! Not only that, he smokes grass and that's going to help us get the legislation through. Al will still get his share."
 
Yes, if you want to get rid of a politician...bring up the old sex scandal, and he is trashed forever. But you have to wonder...What is it about Bill Clinton and Al Gore that they could never seem to get their girls to undress before they...left the evidence of a DNA stain? Were the guys just too...ugly? Scary? Was it those lips?
 
I'm just saying.
 
So, now we know. Paul McCartney is the new chosen messenger for global warming. No wonder he got so much attention at the White House...it was...to introduce us all to the NEW GURU of GREEN. We just didn't know it. That was a concert that just couldn't be canceled no matter what.
 
Paul said today denying s global warming is the same as denying the Holocaust. Next thing you know, he'll be vomiting pork grinds in a new movie with Micheal Moore. (Vomiting is the new politically correct fun thing to do...have you noticed?)
 
And just to make sure that you don't think Obama is behind what is coming...Obama went out and had a big American hamburger today with Comrade..Putin...I mean, yeah...Putin. Might as well be Putin.
 
In the meantime, I'm wondering, what stain is being held where and by whom? If you believe the tabloids...the next stain will be from the bathhouses of San Fransisco.
 
Sounds like fun!
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The Balancing Acts of Lady Gaga and General Petraeus

Nobody Cares:

Holy Ballistic Presidential Missile.
 
We have a new old general that just about everyone under the sun and this side of the Mississippi is just ticked pinko green about him taking over in Afghanistan.
 
Everyone today said that he was the man who saved Iraq. Tell me...is Iraq saved? That's news to me. Like Nashville being completely flooded out, you don't hear about that OR Iraq anymore.
 
We're on a "need to know" basis.
 
Just look at all those ribbons. This man has degrees and honors from every international school on this planet, and I'm sure....somewhere in there is a star from The Star Fleet Federation.
 
If he was in charge of Iraq and can take credit for building the most beautiful and biggest US embassy in the world, complete with a swimming pool that is even the envy of the Prince of Dubai...then THAT'S the man we want! We need a real international nation builder in Afghanistan because...boys, we are there to stay! Only by building the whole nation of Afghanistan can we keep al-Qaida from coming over here and blowing us up!
 
Wow. I feel safe already.
 
Our grandchildren will be building hospitals there someday, complete with free medical care and condoms courtesy of the New US World Citizen. So, he's our man.
 
Okay, you must know by now, I have a gift for comparing two things not even related to each other. I can find a common denominator between a fork and a pickup truck. (What? You thought only Obama could have a gift?)
 
For instance, I see the general has something in common with with the lady on the floor.
 
Lady Gaga it seems, cannot walk in her big high-heeled fashion boots through an airport. She fell, but she didn't faint.
 
Neither one of them has a good sense of balance.
 
Just last week, when the General fainted dead away, his head fell on the table in front of him at a Senate drilling. When he was awakened from his little coma, he blatantly said, and in a rather snotty tone, that he didn't faint by anything that John McCain had said. (A general that faints is now in command? Oh, that's has to look very promising to al-Qaida.)
 
So, this general really IS superior to General Stanley McChrystal. He said a very nasty thing to a Senator, ...a "civilian" that is his boss, and he did not get fired.
 
You see, General Petraeus had not broken the chain of command. He will disrespect a Senator, but not a President. He knows his place...and now, he can leave Tampa, where it is known that a tsunami might soon hit, and go to Afghanistan, and General Stanley McChrystal can come back here and take care of my neighbors for me.
 
He's welcome to my neighborhood any day.
 
As for Lady GaGa...the general should send her over to entertain the troops. It would be an excellent start to build up troop moral. In fact, get some of Obama's favorite entertainers to go along. Stevie Wonder, Paul McCartney, Beyonce'...you know...Paul McCartney....Paul can bring Ringo... 
 
The President today, showed the world he is in control, if of nothing else...his podium. 
 
(Nobody does not mean any disrespect to General Petraeus...I'm sure he's a fine patriot...I'm just still angry that this President says he is doing this for National Security. Give me a break.)
 
Or don't.
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Don't Give an Old Warrior a Rolling Stone

Nobody Perfect: Well, this week it's a no-brainer.
The man in charge of the war in Afghanistan, Stanley McChrystal, has broken the cardinal rule of--- you can never, ever, ever, ever, publicly speak out against the Commander- in- Chief. In George Washington's army, you would have been shot.
 
The rule has very important merits. But then again, there ARE exceptions to every rule.
 
Unfortunately, Barack Obama is not George Washington. And as the good general has pointed out, our President doesn't seem to have a clue about the wars. Unlike our military men of the past, the closest Obama has ever been to military strategy, is figuring out how to blame his predecessor for every one of his mistakes.
 
But, that's exactly what the good General did... he attacked--- in a magazine that is read by all the liberals...The Rolling Stone-- showing that the General can think out- of- the- box, and fling a few stones of his own.
 
Good shot there General.
 
Most Americans are thankful somebody spoke out about the incompetency -of our President in managing the the war. Why even John Adams, when he was appointed on the war council, studied military strategy day and night in order to be up to the task. Has Obama ever read a military book? Has our Commander- in-Chief given any thought to how to dial a phone to even get a general?
 
We all remember the months that dragged on and on before he decided he would actually send McChrystal the troops he asked for. How many men died due to Obama's taking his sweet time?
 
Like I said...no George.
 
Obama's war strategy seem to be...just do nothing. Don't read the bills: don't answer the phone: don't talk to generals: and by all means put off all important decisions. Confuse...and conquer. Leave it to the lawyers. Play golf.
 
When I read today that McChrystal had been in charge of the special ops division: the Rangers, the Seals, and Delta Force, I can understand why maybe this President doesn't want to confront real men. Men that he sends to war with the unbelievable insult of "Win a metal if you don't harm anyone. If you happen to get wounded in the process of NOT protecting yourself, then we will grant you free mental health care."
 
Yeah, I would be scared too. So...should the General he be fired for his insubordination? Well, as most of us see it, Obama my not even be legally President...so therefore, he is not legally the Commander- in- Chief. He has ignored the Constitution, ignored our history, given our enemies every advantage to infiltrate our country and set up camps while stabbing our allies in the back. He has repeatedly lied, bribed, and put down the American people and our Christian heritage. His actions as President has left us in the weakest state we have ever been in. In other words, the enemy is in the White House.
 
It is said that this General really knows how to get the terrorists. When a President commands his generals to fight a war with political correctness, while pumping million to war lords in orders to clear the roads for our contractors to build schools and such...and these war lords turn around and use that money to fund the very Muslims who kill our boys...I'd say...the biggest terrorist is right here, flying around on Air Force One.  He is destroying us faster than any Taliban army.
 
But, Stanley is not perfect. When he was called to the White House to explain his comments, he shouldn't have said he just wasn't thinking, or given a week apology, he should have said,
 
"Mr. President...it took you over 50 days to call the CEO of BP to the White House. I am honored it only took you a few hours to call me."
 
But, Nobody's Perfect.
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Nobody is as Bold and Fresh as Bill & Beck

Nobody's Opinion: "St. Louis, YOU SUCK!"
 
 
Those were the last spoken words of Glenn Beck at The Bold and Fresh Tour here in St. Louis, last Saturday Night. (I'm trying to write like all the professionals and you see how well that is working out for me.)
 
 Let me start again.
 
 Did you ever have an really bad ominous inkling about something, and not be able to find out what is really going on? With all the bad news daily, what does it all mean? Just today...Fox News started out trying to make it sound exciting that Chick- ol-Filet is expanding... wow, that' s a great job. The oil spill could actually get worse with either a methane gas blowup which would cause a tsunami big enough to, not only wipe out all the Southern states' coastlines, and kill thousands of people, but almost the entire southern half of Florida, including Miami---or if it doesn't get capped, (some scientist say) the plankton could be destroyed in the Atlantic, and soon after the world's population will be suffering from starvation.
 
 No wonder Tony Hayward went to play on his yacht.
 
Frankly, I should think Glenn Beck should cry a little more.
 
SO...are the big Globalists taking down America on purpose just to go onto their One World Government? Are the conservative talk hosts that all of us are hoping to help preserve our nation, also as powerless as we are to affect any kind of sanity in our politicians? Are we being duped again and again by a procession of "conservatives" to elect,---- who--- it is not known, if when they get into office, no matter what they may say... the rich will keep getting richer, and the "middle class" will be footing more of the load for the world? Will our wars--- cap and trade---the creation of the North American Territories (Mexico, United States, and Canada)---the continuation of two- party ping-pong system that only serves the same rich people go on until judgment day?
 
Would Bill Gates and Warren Buffet really be trying to get all the billionaires to donate half their earnings if they didn't know themselves the tremendous advantages they have had in building their fortunes?
 
And how about that Spooky Guy Soros? (As Glenn calls him.) Is there no laws against breaking nations? Who is REALLY in control here?
 
One thing for d___n sure....it's not us.
 
So, we search for leaders to say what we can't, and the two doing the best job at the moment are Bill O'Reilly and Glenn Beck.
 
Glenn came out on stage first. Give him a Scottish accent, and he would make a good Scotty from Star Trek: "Iaim a giv'n her all she kin handl...captin...she's aboout to blowww....!" Glenn has so much energy coming out of his passion, one can only wonder if he has a caffeine patch permanently implanted in his hypothalamus. It truly is amazing. Beck came out to a standing ovation of a packed house...with a personally autographed bat given to him by the Cardinal Slugger, Pujols, which he proudly displayed. The chalkboard even got a standing ovation.
 
Next came Bill O' Reilly, who, put on a comedic performance beyond anything that I had expected. I once heard Glenn Beck say not many people know just how funny the man is, and I was one of them. So was the little nine-year-old girl who was sitting behind me, who had the most delicious giggle every time Bill made fun of the oiled pelican on Time's cover. O'Reilly could have his own comedy hour.
 
What was great about The Bold and Fresh Tour... is that good decent people can take their children and actually get a reason to discuss politics. It was a first for my son and I. And the ticket stubs will be kept as a very wonderful memento of how MUCH it cost for a beer and a popcorn... No,..seriously, if I could have sold my Coke on E-bay, I would have had to say that Lady Gaga's lips touched it to make back my money.
 
At the end of the show, they both come out and ribbed each other. Bill was asking the packed house to consider the sanity of a man who tells the world he hates soccer and FOX is seen in over 90 countries, And then, when Bill told him that St. Louis was the biggest soccer town in the United States (a fact you would never believe because the team has gone bankrupt) Beck replied, "St. Louis YOU SUCK!"
 
 Bill instantly jumped in, put the ball in the basket and said..."Good Night everybody!" ---winning the contest, of perfect comebacks.
 
Yes, if Beck is attacked, it will probably be a soccer ball to the head,--- so it's my nobody opinion that Glenn get a helmet. Better yet, why not share the pain? Sell hats with "soccer sucks" on them.
 
To conclude the show, Bill O'Reilly expressed that even though we have major problems, he has faith in the American people to bring the United States back into a sensible balance...Glenn Beck on the other hand has a bunker filled with gold and plenty of chalk. Depending on your stress levels, you could pick and choose who to agree with.
 
After the show let out, we RAN to beat the crowd, only to get stuck in the parking lot for an hour. While sitting in the parking lot and discussing a possible nuclear attack, my son said: "What are you going to do mom if we get hit? You either get out of town, or die." My son is pragmatic, unlike his mother who can think of a different angle on just about anything.
 
 I have lots of bottled water...and a map to Bush's farm in South America. I also remember asking an AIG agent when I was taking out a life insurance on my husband.."So, is there any possibility that AIG will go out of business?" "Are you kidding? It's the biggest insurance company in the world!" he said.
 
And there's the difference...AIG...did fail. And if they can fail, then the United States can be attacked by a nuclear weapon. Cheney said so, Bush said so...I'm sure Obama knows it...and he treats the danger just as he treats the immigration problem...if it will serve his power, then it's collateral damage.
 
And that's what Beck so brilliantly is trying to teach us. You can't depend on conservative talk show hosts to save the country...they can, as Glenn says: connect the data dots,...entertain us, but that's about it. The rest of us, have to decide...to fight for our kids.
 
So be bold and fresh yourself, and buy your tickets next time they are in town. I had such a good time, I might even paste my ticket stubs on an old soccer ball, so if I survive a nuclear blast, I'll have a good memory to reflect upon. (Nobody else will make this stuff up.)
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Nobody Takes the Vatican on Bunker Hill Day

Nobody Cares:
It was my birthday today...and I was feeling pretty good about it until I just found out that Barry Manilow also was born on June 17. Paul McCartney's birthday is tomorrow, but I haven't forgiven him yet.
 
Anyway, I went to the Jefferson Memorial Historical Museum here in St. Louis, with some guy who sits around my house and plays video games...to see the Vatican Exhibit. They don't let you take pictures, or else I would have some nifty religious pictures to post. I'm not sure it was worth the money, because outside of a few old pictures, it was mostly about the Popes. There were lots of statues of Popes, and I learned that one Pope looked like The Wizard in the Wizard of OZ...and another one looked just like the Crypt Keeper, and another one looked like ET...and in a very creepy but actually wonderful moment...you could put your hand on the bronze cast of some Pope, and...feel blessed. I made the video game guy do it...(I think he is my husband, but I'm not sure) and while I asked for...of course...MONEY....he said he was simply glad that he didn't catch on fire.
 
Of course, I had to agree.
 
What I did find amazing was that, according to the Catholic Church, the belief is that every single Pope holds a blood linage to Jesus. How they happened to manage this trick...I'm not sure. None of them even look like him. Not even close. But, I suppose it's like the old Pharaohs...you know. Same concept. All of a sudden the movie The Divinci Code made more sense.The Popes claim THEY are direct descendants of Jesus, and the Illuminati (politicians) say no.... THEY are the true descendants of Jesus.
 
And so that is why you will never hear that Jesus was gay. If Jesus was gay, NO one could claim linage.
 
I do not mean to offend religion..please...I'm a big fan of Jesus. In fact, I wished he could have seen the Vatican. He might have done another one of his "tantrums" right there in the middle of the basilica and made them return the stolen bronze that they used to make the alter columns, to the Pantheon
 
So things worked out for the Vatican and all those Popes.
 
I also found out that St. Anthony is the Saint you pray to to help you find your car keys, or glasses, or checkbook, or credit cards...or whatever you might be missing....good to know.
 
BUT...these were my favorite finds in the museum. The first is a photo of Charles Lindbergh hugging a tree.
 
I have hugged MANY trees in my lifetime...only not for the same reason. I was so excited to see someone else hugged trees besides me, I had to take my picture...and no, I'm not drunk. He hugged them, it said, because he was an environmentalist. I need no such excuse.
 
It's been a while since I hugged a tree. I'm not sure what that means.
 
The second picture is one of Jefferson writing the Declaration of Independence. I think he's the guy sitting, down...who the other guys are, I have no clue.
 
I also learned that Jefferson once wrote to John Adams and said..We cannot live without our books. Maybe that's why I liked the founders more that the Popes. The Popes had their books made out of gold and silver. You ended up never getting past the cover.
 
Okay, that's enough. Nobody Cares about my birthday, I wrote this for myself.
 
Happy Birthday...Joyanna! Next year...get out of town.
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Blago...Not Just Another Head of Hair

Nobody's Fool:
 
I love this guy! I can't help it. If I had to pick my very favorite corrupt politician, hands down-- he would win.
And the REASON I get a kick out of him is that he really believes he did nothing wrong in doing the usual corrupt things politicians do every single day of the week...

Sure
he bribed to get money for himself...sure he tried to sell Obama's Senate seat...and sure, he loves that great Frankie Avalon look on himself. BUT...good hairspray aside, the whole world just cannot believe that a Chicago wise guy could be so honestly...innocent and open about everyday crime!

(Sure, I slept with that girl, but so did Obama.)
 
I even felt bad for him when he lost on THE APPRENTICE trying to sell Harry Potter's Theme Park to kids on Trump's Show. His sincerity was killing me.
 
What's so hilarious about the guy, is that he thinks by saying he is doing nothing new, that is really going to get him off. Everyone takes bribes! What's the matter? It's how our government works!
 
Well, what's wrong with telling the truth?
 
But--- I worry about him. Either he knows something so horrific that he feels safe enough to go on to a new Hollywood career, or he figures it doesn't matter---might as well milk the whole thing for Brand recognition.
 
Either way, I fear for P.T. Blogo... he is playing with fire, because as we all know...no one is untouchable.
 
During the Health Debate, Obama gave everyone brides out his proverbial telepromter pole-hole, in order to seal the deal. And it was right out in the open. And it was against the law. And our Constitution. And so therefore...nothing was done.
 
He's...Obama.
 
Like I said...he's growing on me. Blago is absolutely right. According to the current corrupt political ways of our Congress, he did nothing wrong.
 
But as the old Chicago saying goes: "When you attack the Godfather, you'd better make sure you kill him. Or else you won't even get an offer to refuse."

Be careful Ron...there are very few polticians that make us laugh anymore, this nobody would miss ya. The only man who could walk inside a building on  Michigan Avenue, after walking through 60- mph winds off of Lake Michigan, and actaully say. "I WON." 
 
  
(Nobody Makes This Stuff Up)
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You Can't Put Lipstick On a Wart Hog

 Nobody Wins:
If you missed 'President' Obama's energy speech tonight from the Oval Office, I can sum it up quite simply for you.
 
Remember when Obama said, during his campaign....
"Well, you can put lipstick on a pig, but it's still a pig!"...
 
Everyone KNEW he was talking about Sarah Palin. That remark showed that the man had absolutely no class whatsoever. It was nasty---really low---and proved that the man running for President was basically what we call in many parts of the country..."Trailer Trash." But, all the liberals loved it. And he denied that he was talking about Sarah Palin...acting just like the "swine" he thought he was labeling.
 
I made myself watch the speech tonight, but do to the fact that I don't like to torture myself too much, I was surfing my e-mail at the same time and came upon this picture. It was sent to me by my friend Janet in Florida, who I'm sure, remembers the nights we went on "boar-hunting" pajama party sleepover in the glades when we were kids. Little did our parents know that while we were well protected in our swamp buggies from the boars, our ears were NOT protected by the thousands of dirty jokes that kept the Vietnamese lady that took us all, entertained. It's bad enough you don't understand the dirty joke, but try to not understand it in broken Vietnamese.
 
But, I'm getting off the subject...(or am I?)
 
Anyway, Obama had his best game face on tonight..and then when he ended it with, "God Bless America" I was wondering just which GOD he was talking about. weren't you?
 
And then it came to me, after considering the picture and the speech...I thought...hmmmm....
 
"You can put a patriotic speech on a teleprompter for a Marxist, Islamic, unpatriotic Wart Hog to read...but he' still remains a Marxist, Islamic, unpatriotic Wart Hog.... and even lipstick wouldn't help."
 
Wait...I'm not talking about Obama? Did you think I was talking about Obama? No way.
 
On a more important note, NOBODY REPORTS that this Wart Hog was caught in Florida, by a man who works at Sears. He weights almost 2,000 pounds. (the hog) I would have liked to seen his mother.
 
And you thought the beaches were dangerous.
 
Maybe that's the plan of the oil spill...get everyone to move into the swamps...with the giant Wart Hogs, and the pythons...and the posionsous frogs and snakes...
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Nobody Steals Bubble Gum

Nobody's Perfect; Part One: Okay, it's only fair, since I moan and groan so much about everything and everyone on the planet, by now you are saying to yourself, "Well, what makes YOU so perfect, Miss Nobody?"--- as well you should. I have made so many mistakes in my lifetime, that if you were to add them all up, in terms of tax dollars...every single person on the planet would owe me big time. In fact, all the nearest aliens waiting to land and purchase the White House would owe me. All our dirty politicians would do time, and have to clean up the gulf beaches on good behavior, just to pay back all my imperfections.
So...I'm going to tell you three of my most regrettable memories in which I admit lifetime mortification about past unforgettable actions. I'll do it in three blogs so as not too overwhelmed you with too much pity at once.

Try
not to have too much fun enjoying my stupidity if you can. And if you do, don't tell me about it....I already have friends and relatives to do that for me, and you wouldn't want to deprive them of the one thing they really like about me...the fact that they all think I'm hopeless.
 
 If you are expecting "I actually drowned a puppy on purpose, started a forest fire for fun, (something one my little six- year- old best buddies did in Florida) had sex with ten guys on a major league baseball team, locked my brother in a closet for two weeks...or help pass a bill in Congress that would destroy millions of jobs"...you will be disappointed. My crimes, while I realize would be trivial to many, were not to me.
 
Although, ---once, when asked if my 15--year-old brother was REALLY Elvis's 18- year- old cousin by a very sexy 19-year- old neighborhood girl at the local pool..I told the truth and said...No. The hole in the door that he punched trying to kill me, is still there.
 
And this proves my point. Honesty, in me...it's genetic. It's almost...pathetic. So, pretend you're the Pope, and nobody is here to confess:
 
 "Yes, father, forgive me for I have sinned. Hail Mary and all the other saints, especially MS Teresa who is not going to be honored by the Empire State Building, I'm hopelessly honest."
 
My Nobody life, has been ruled by the ten commandments ever since I can remember them being etched in my little head at the Naples, Florida, Methodist Sunday school. And while, I do not attend church now, and my belief in Jesus as the "savior" may be scanty at best...I do believe in God, or some kind of...something...call it what you want...mainly because....I tend to think of things mathematically, and that includes...the concept of God. And that's a whole other blog.

        Nobody Steals Bubble Gum
 
My first real crime was committed in the small town of Naples, Florida. I was about eight. Every day, the highlight of my little nobody life, was getting off the school bus and going into the roadside gas station to use my small dime allowance to buy myself some candy before the half mile walk home. Of course, my older brother Gary (who was ten) walked with me..and his love was...comic books.
 
 As I remember, it was a Friday, and I had been saving my dime all week for sweet tarts and Bazooka Bubble Gum. But Gary, didn't have enough money for the treasure that he saw before him...the latest Superman Comic book...just out that day. "Hey, I need your dime...just today. I'll pay you back, I don't have enough money for my book." he said. Right...pay me back....sure, that will never happen, not in a trillion years. Older brothers know the con of the little sister, and I was a sucker.
 
 "Okay."
 
 So, there I was....salivating at the gum. Feeling sorry for how unfair life was. I loved my brother and couldn't refuse him. He wanted that comic book so badly, and I wanted the sweet taste of sugar. Well,...I'll just take ONE piece of double bubble gum...the guy will never miss it....so I did.
 
I became the youngest thief in the universe.
 
 It was the best tasting piece of gum I ever had. But, the guilt from it was so unbearable that the next week, I gave my dime allowance to the man behind the counter. (The gum was a penny) He never said a word, he just took it. Actually, he had probably heard the whole thing...and felt sorry for me.
 
 But...THOU SHALL NOT STEAL...was as much a part of my little soul as THOU SHALL GIVE YOUR BROTHER YOUR ONLY DIME..because he has convinced you that if he doesn't buy that Superman Comic book his life will be over....and therefore it was too much for my little mind to comprehend or rationalized. That was the last time I ever stole anything.
 
 Now, if stealing one tiny piece of gum was so tremendous a burden on me...can you imagine how it feels to witness the trillions of dollars stolen from one group of people and given to another group of people, every day?
 
Is it a miracle I'm still breathing?
 
Not only money, but whole lives being destroyed by greed, and corruption...and yes..as you know very well...it drives me crazy.
 
I know, life isn't fair. My brother knew I'd give him the dime...so he took it. He was always more successful than me when it came to making money. "I put myself first." he would tell me." Always look out for number one." And he did. If that meant taking unfairly from the sucker in front of you...so be it.
 
So, now, with an upcoming birthday....I ask myself: Should I be proud of living an almost flawless life of never having stole anything from anyone? Or should I be angry for not coming into the bandwagon of "looking out for number one" and join the millions of others on the planet who steal...and feel no guilt whatsoever...saying it's man's nature?
 
 Do I like to torture myself with these question? Did Mary Queen of Scots like the Tower of London?
 
The way I look at it...Moses knew it was man's nature to steal. And if he was going to get them people across that desert...stealing had to be made a big no-no. I'm not sure if God actually wrote those sins on a tablet, besides...didn't he walk down the mountains and break them?What did he do? Go back up the mountain and ask god for a carbon copy? But they were the best laws ever written... At least that's my Nobody's Opinion.
 
My ancestors were so honest, to this day there is no memorial honoring them in Washington D.C.. What else explains it? They didn't call him honest John for nothing. And if honestly can be in your genes, then I'm doomed as my poor mother.
 
My brother on the other hand, got his genes from my polish grandmother, who my mother said, was a well known nymph and loved taking strange men into her home, which my grandfather allowed. As you can guess, my brother has had a very wonderful life, that everyone around envies, including me.
 
Anyway...either way you want to look at it. I knew when I was eight, that what I did was really bad. And I still feel bad about it. There was no excuse but self pity. I don't care if I was eight---I should not have stolen that one piece of bubble gum. My only perfection, if I have any, is I doubt seriously, if there is any other person on the planet, that find so much about themselves that they can complain about.
 
So...hail Mary...pray for my poor nobody soul, and dear God, please remind my brother that Elvis is dead.
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Ben Franklin Has Opinions and Nobody Responds

Nobody's Opinion: Remember as you read this:
Ben Franklin died at the ripe old age of...84, we should be so lucky.
 
If you're a baby boomer, the government has made it very clear: you...are a problem. Social Security they tell you, is over...and soon it will belly up. The complaint from our elite plutocracy is that, hey, some of us elites spent the money on other things, and our manufacturing base is now gone global, and now, we have no jobs, and that's why we need more workers here in order that you all don't freak out when you can't get your heart surgery and come after us on the capitol steps, carrying your canes full of catty liter, and a tubes of crazy glue.
 
On the steps of Zeus mountain, our politicians look down on us and think the solution, pragmatically speaking in their eyes, is just getting as many as young families as you can from Mexico to have as many babies as they can, in order to keep the big monster called the United States government going.
 
Even Bill Clinton has come out and said it.
 
Western civilization's populations are ageing, while Asia, Latin America, Arabia, and India are booming with babies. Facts are facts...something has to give, and it isn't going to be pretty. Populations can only be culled by diseases or war...and Universal Health Care for those over fifty, will make sure that the old make way.

Die off early you guys,...
it's the least you can do for the world, and all our big pensions.
 
But, what would Ben Franklin say about this population problem? Ever wonder?
 
Here's some quotations from Mr. Franklin's "The Increase of Mankind," written in 1751.

BF: When families can be easily supported, more persons marry and earlier in life.
        Nobody: I wonder what Ben would say about our young people not getting married..until their life is half over? Since our kids are not marrying until   much later, Ben would say...a family is not easily supported. But then again, back in Ben's time. There was no such thing as government welfare.

BF: Foreigners who can sell cheaper will drive her merchants out of markets. Foreign manufacturers will thereby be encouraged and increased and consequently, foreign nations--- perhaps her rivals in power, grow more populous and more powerful, while her own colonies, kept too low, are unable to assist her or add to her strength.
       Nobody: Does this not describe our situation with China to the max? And if Ben Franklin knew this obvious fact: why have all our elected politicians for the last two decades ignored it?

BF: on Slaves: Neglect is natural to the man who is not to be benefited b his own care or diligence.
      Nobody: Bottom- line philosophy of Adam Smith. You might get a man cheap, and slave him with no hope of ever making it on his own, but in the end..you will lose.

BF: Labor is much cheaper in England than it ever can be by Ne-----(OMG, that word is censored?)  here. Why then will Americans purchase slaves? Because slaves may be kept as long as a man pleases, or has occasions for their labor; while hired men are continually leaving their masters (often in the midst of his business) and setting up for themselves.
     Nobody: HA! And you were told slave labor was cheap!This is the danger of too many monopolies...big global companies all merging into a hand full of a few major players...and hiring the cheap Chinese, Mexican, Indian, and soon to be out- of- work Americans slaves to work only for the masters of globalization.

BF: The following will diminish a nation: Loss of Trade: If a nation be deprived of any branch of trade and no new employment is found of the people occupied in that branch, it will also be soon deprived of so many people.
     Nobody: If you will not move your family to China, Coca Cola will find someone that will.

BF: Loss of food: When a foreign nation takes over a country's fishery...
     Nobody: Since the NAFTA trade agreements, and the continued destruction of our natural food sources, mandated bio fuels with corn, NAFTA trade agreements, and now, our fishery destroyed in the gulf go be filled by China...Do you think Michelle really likes that garden in the White House?

BF: Bad Government: heavy taxes diminish a people.
     Nobody: Do you feel diminished yet? No? ---Just wait.

BF: Slavery also perorates the families that use them; the white children become proud, disgusted with labor, and being educated in idleness are rendered unfit to get a living by industry.
      Nobody: And go on to become Senators and Congressmen.

BF: Foreign luxuries and needless manufactures, imported and used in a nation, do by the same reasoning, increase the people of the nation that furnishes them and diminish the people of the nation that uses them. Laws, therefore, that prevent such importations, and on the contrary promote the exportation of manufactures to be consumed in foreign countries, may be called, generative laws, as by increasing subsistence they encourage marriage. Such laws likewise strengthen a country doubly by increasing its own people and diminish its neighbors.
     Nobody: Our leaders...sold us out, to China, and it continues....

BF: Why should the Palatine boors be suffered to swarm into our settlement and by herding together, establish their language and manners to the exclusion of our?
     Nobody: Every time I see a Muslim family here...I only wonder. I'm with Ben.

BF: Why should Pennsylvania founded by the English, become a colony of aliens, who will shortly be so numerous as to Germanize us instead of our anglifying them, and will never adopt our language or customs any more than they can acquire our complexion?
     Nobody: The Germans did learn English, and joined the war against the British, but, if we had a war with Iran, would the Muslims here join the fight? And as we see...many Mexicans have no intention of giving up their language.

BF: The number of white people in the world is proportionately very small. I could wish their numbers were increased.
     Nobody: So what? He wanted more white people? Is that a crime?
 
Now, hold on to your hats, and remember...there was no political correctness in Ben Franklin mind.

BF: Why increase the sons of Africa by planting them in America, where we have so fair an opportunity by excluding all blacks and whites of increasing the lovely white and red?
     Nobody: Here in the 21st century, it is well documented that all races are prejudiced against all others. It's genetic, it's mother nature...it can be overcome, but white people, are not the only ones who practice this "prejudice." Black people would be happy if America was all black. White people feel comfortable with other whites. Poodles like other poodles, and a polar bear would prefer more polar white bears, than a big black grizzly. We cannot ignore our tribal proclivities. We cannot, ignore...evolution.
 
Nevertheless...unifying should be our goal...but instead, the democrats always divide us...by color, by race, by religion, and pit us against each other again and again, in order to manage us.
 
So...was Ben Franklin a raciest? Here is what he ends his now thoughts with;
 
BP: But, perhaps I am partial to the complexion of my country, for such kind of partially is natural; to mankind.
 
Nobody: Amen Ben---Amen. Oh, and thanks for those bi-focals.
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Nobody Gets Email: 5MB

Nobody Gets Email on Saturday Night: Okay...guess what this is?
 
The year is 1956, and in today's economy...this baggage, weighing over a ton, would probably cost you the price of a new Mustang.
 
I'll give you a hint. It holds 5MB of storage.
 
Now, see that little memory stick you have sitting next to your computer? It holds...8MB.
 
Feel...amazed? Yeah, me too.
 
Now the next question is: What does PAA stand for? Popular American Airlines? Pilots for American Altitude? Pretty Attractive Air-rides? Personal American Arrogance?
 
And how come the computers got smaller and better, but passenger planes, haven't really changed all that much?
 
Because most of us can't buy a plane.

Who says that the free market doesn't work?
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The American Dream of Mexican Presidents

Nobody Wins: Borders Let me see if I got this right.... 
 • - IF YOU CROSS THE NORTH KOREAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU GET 12 YEARS HARD LABOR.
 
• - IF YOU CROSS THE IRANIAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU ARE DETAINED INDEFINITELY.
 
• - IF YOU CROSS THE AFGHAN BORDER ILLEGALLY, YOU GET SHOT.
 
• - IF YOU CROSS THE SAUDI ARABIAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU WILL BE JAILED.
 
• - IF YOU CROSS THE CHINESE BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU MAY NEVER BE HEARD FROM AGAIN.
 
 • - IF YOU CROSS THE VENEZUELAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU WILL BE BRANDED A SPY AND YOUR FATE WILL BE SEALED.
 
 • - IF YOU CROSS THE CUBAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU WILL BE THROWN INTO POLITICAL PRISON TO ROT.
 
• - IF YOU CROSS THE U.S. BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU GET................................
 
1 - A JOB,
2 - A DRIVERS LICENSE,
3 - SOCIAL SECURITY CARD,
4 - WELFARE,
5 - FOOD STAMPS,
6 - CREDIT CARDS,
7 - SUBSIDIZED RENT OR A LOAN TO BUY A HOUSE,
8 - FREE EDUCATION,
9 - FREE HEALTH CARE,
10 - A LOBBYIST IN WASHINGTON,
11 - BILLIONS OF DOLLARS WORTH OF PUBLIC DOCUMENTS PRINTED IN YOUR LANGUAGE,
12 - AND THE RIGHT TO CARRY YOUR COUNTRY'S FLAG WHILE YOU PROTEST THAT YOU DON'T GET ENOUGH RESPECT.
 
I JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE I HAD A FIRM GRASP ON THE SITUATION...
 
Nobody Reports: I did not write the above...it's an email going around...BUT...think about this: in Vicente Fox's book "Revolution of Hope" , he had this to say;
 
 The hope of a Mexican farm boy to rise from truck driver to CEO of Coca-Cola Mexico, then become the first president of a true Mexican democracy...this was an American dream. So, too, is my dream of a creating a great Union of the Americas to rival the European Union and the economic tigers of Asia, harnessing the power of the world's largest economy to lift people out of the shadowy borders of poverty and into the bright light of promise. This is my American Dream.
 
And it's also been the dream of all American Presidents since Reagan, which is why...it will continue, even if Palin gets in, or Newt, or Obama, or...Romney, or Giuliani, or Trump, or Jeb, or Rubio, or ....
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