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Thursday, May 24, 2012

Valerie Jarrett and American Idol

So I've been building my own library of electronic archives due to the amazing myriad of articles on the internet, especially in the blogosphere. My intention is to showcase my findings, some which parallel my own views and some which oppose them. Obviously, they won't all be hot off the presses. However, IMHO, they'll be very relevant and important to our citizenry.
With that said, I know I'm not the first to ask this. But having come across a few articles about her recently, the question is worth repeating: Who is Valerie Jarrett?
 When pressed for clarity on his relationship with her, in a 2009 New York Times article, Barack Obama said:

And even though, back then, the NYT wrote an 8000-word article, supposedly delving into the relationship of Obama and his consigliere, Valerie, it was mostly kiss-ass curtsies and genuflecting. Michelle Malkin wrote her own piece shortly after aptly titled, What the NYT 8100- Word Valerie Jarrett Profile Didn't Tell You.
But it was this recent article at Breitbart's Big Government that turned my head again in Jarrett's direction again. If you're interested, give the article a read. It speaks of Jarrett's Chicago politics ties and Iran as her birthplace. Among her Obama sway success, Jarrett was also intrumental in getting Van Jones appointed as the "greenhouse czar" (remember all those czar titles Obama created?). Here's an excerpt:

Obama was not Valerie Jarrett’s only project. She saw to the appointment of Van Jones as White House “green jobs” czar, noting that “we’ve been watching him...for as long as he’s been active out in Oakland.” (That activity included an anti-American rally on Sep. 12, 2001.) Her authority in the White House is almost unchallenged, and on visits to Chicago, local Democratic judges, officials and activists flock to see her and curry influence.

Jarrett attended the Supreme Court last week as it heard arguments on the Affordable Care Act, or Obamacare. Her presence as the president’s “eyes and ears” was noted by’s Ken Klukowski. Jarrett had also led the administration’s media charge in advance of the Supreme Court arguments, arguing that Obamacare is necessary because it protects women’s health in particular, shaping the case to fit Democrats' narrative of a Republican "war on women."

In lighter, news, by now you probably already know that American Idol has revealed it's latest winner. Yep, America voted and Phillip Phillips won! Congratulations to Phillip! This Georgia hometown guy rocks!

It was a well deserved win. This time around, I really like the AI results. Runner-up Jessica Sanchez has an amazing career ahead of her. I've never heard such a big voice on a 16 year old.
As for the third runner-up, Joshua Ledet? All I know is American Idol bought themselves a few seasons of continued popular viewing by keeping the show honest. I know I'm not alone when I say, there is no way I would have believed the show wasn't rigged if Joshua Ledet had won. He was never as good as those kumbaya-zealot judges effused. Their praise was so over the top, I think they soured viewers against him. 
That's my truth and I'm sticking with it.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Headed To A Funeral

My husband may become annoyed with me for writing about this, but it's a chance I'm willing to take. As writers, we know that sooner or later we will write something that will rub someone the wrong way. And where family members are concerned, eventual disappointment cannot be helped or avoided.

My sister in-law died suddenly two nights ago after passing out during an asthma attack. She was 43. Of course we're all still a little stunned, but we're dealing with our daily lives as best we can: going to work, cooking dinner, cleaning up dog poop, sleeping, eating, etc.

We're also in our heads, ya know? On the outside we look fine, but on the inside? Wow.
I wasn't close to my sister-in-law since she lived over 900 miles away. We saw each other during the occasional family gatherings and she was always soft-spoken and kind. Even though it is a certainty in all of our lives, few of us are ever prepared when death comes knocking. In my response to this recent knock I've found an interesting reveal.

I keep stumbling on a continual re-discovery of the human condition. Human beings are self-centered and often self-absorbed. Yup. I'm looking at me and I'm like, Oh my! There you are again, Princess Me-Me-Me! Nice to see you here .... again. Heh.

After my initial shock wore off, by the end of the next day I couldn't stop my brain's streaming what-about-me kinds of thoughts. How long and how dramatically will my life be altered by this tragedy? Will my husband change? Will his grief change our relationship? How long might his grief last? When will my own grief show up? Is it even coming? What will I be called on to do? How much of my strength is needed? How much of my patience? Is this a bad time to ask for a massage? My back feels like a big knot!

And then! When I had occasion to be alone, I actually began feeling sorry for myself! Ugh! What the hell?! I got the lump in my throat and stinging eyes. So I laid down for a few minutes and I realized that I was simply tired.

Part of being human, is accepting our humanness. My guess is it's not unusual to have selfish thoughts in the wake of a family member's death. But because I'm such a perfectionist, I was mortified with myself.

So there it is. My head has not hit the ceiling on emotional development. I'm still growing and finding out new things about myself. Like how much anxiety I still can get at the thought of spending time with new people.

This morning hubby suggested we drive to the funeral with his brother and brother's new girlfriend. I said yes without hesitation because I could tell it's what hubby wanted. His brother lives two states away and they rarely see each other due to their work schedules. A long car ride would give them a chance to catch up.

But I must confess, my stomach did a butterfly somersault. This kind of road trip will be a first for us. I can be reticent to a fault. I don't mean to do it but my quiet demeanor has been known to drive some people batty (just ask my co-workers, parents, sister, brothers, kids, friends, ex-es). Fifteen hours in a car will be harder on us girls than on the fellas. I won't obsess with it. I'm sure we'll be okay.

See?! There I go again! Making it all about me. Oh well. Such is life among us mere mortals. We live, we die and if we're paying attention, we grow a little each day in between.

That's my truth and I'm sticking with it.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Obama As First Gay President?

So last week Joe Biden pushed the issue of same-sex marriage in his public remarks, which supposedly prompted Barack Obama, who claims he was already "evolving" on the issue, to declare his support of gay marriage.
Newsweek, evidenced by the picture above, is using Obama's announcement to resuscitate their magazine sales. Their daring cover photo screams, GAY PRESIDENT, since Obama is the first sitting president ever to stand in public support of gay marriage.
Reactions, of course, have been strong and varied. Some critics, myself included, say President Obama is being opportunistic: taking a bold calculated risk to try cinching a potential reelection.
Some democrats have balked and intentionally distanced themselves from Obama's announcement.
Republicans, Mitt Romney in particular, are resolute in re-stating their opposition to same-sex marriage.
What do I think? I'm so over opining about Obama as if he's an American with a simply different outlook on politics, as if he's normal. As far I'm concerned, Obama may as as well be beelzebub.
What does this mean for the presidential race? Now there's the real question. I think this latest ploy might actually backfire against the child-president. Once again he is inserting himself into an issue that has been previously left to states to decide. And once again he is dividing Americans by showing preference to one sub-group above the interest of all other Americans.
That's my truth and I'm sticking with it.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Mother's Day Thoughts

Warning: This is a LOVE post, so you may want to skip to the post below.
Mother's Day has always been a little awkward for me. Yeah.... it's one of those holidays that's always reeked of peer pressure to me. Not in a bad way, nothing like that. It coerces us towards love and that's always a good thing. I just never knew how to behave with it. Keep in mind, this is not my country of birth. Although, during more than the last three decades our family embraced most American holidays, some of the lesser ones were a constant adjustment for us.
Add to that, my mother, Agnes (not her real name) wasn't the touchy-feely type. As a kid, I thought this made her a little strange. But the older I got, the more I understood her and the more I understood her, the more I appreciated what she did give me and what she taught me.
Agnes was rough around the edges and had no fear of physical labor. Her parents were poor but, I'm pleased to report, lived long lives and stayed married until their respective death a few years apart. A middle school dropout, my mother appeared more comfortable talking with my father than she did talking to us kids which, as a young girl, I found irksome. And when she did address me directly, her words were often brief and didactic. The one word Agnes somehow found a way to insert into almost all of her cryptic lessons for us was respect.
Geez-louise! Respect this, respect that! That word got imprinted on my brain like a tatoo. Her favorite line to say to us kids was, Respect can carry you through this world without a penny. As much as I wanted to roll my eyes at these little quips often in youth, I did not dare.
Today I can see Agnes for the amazing mother she has been and how lucky I was to have her guidance. I didn't appreciate a lot of what she imparted to me until my own children began entering adolescence. And when they were living their teenage lives with verve, I was fully prepared to grovel and beg forgiveness of Agnes for my youthful ignorance of her mothering know-how.
Mother's Day is still a little awkward for us. But on Sunday I will call Agnes, who I now live two states away from. And we will chat about easy things like her grandkids and new recipes. Nowadays Agnes is a lot more emotional than she used to be, so I won't gush to her about my appreciation as her daughter. Spending phone time in tears would be a Mother's Day downer. We'll simply hang out, talk a little tennis, and we'll probably swap a few outrageous but comical thoughts. Now that we're peers and friends, we've found we have a wicked sense of humor in common.
And just before we hang up I'll say, I love you. And she'll beam (I can hear it in her voice) to hear me say it first as always and she'll say, I love you too, girlie-girl (cuz that's what she likes to call me). 
To all of you mothers in the blogosphere, Happy Mother's Day! Thank you for giving your love in that special way which only mothers can. You make our country better! God bless each of you.

Washington Post Tries To Smear Romney. FAIL.

The Washington Post tried to go after Mitt Romney with an exagerrated story about his high school days and ended up looking like the yellow jouranlists they all are.
Let me see if I can relate to the eager-beaver, all-republicans-suck, liberal feeling right now. I shall try to think like them for several moments, tune in to what they could possibly be feeling. Try a little zen buddha, ya know? Meditation.
Well that didn't work! But here's what I do know. When members of a team suddenly realize that losing is a possibility, they do one of two things. Either they improve their game play or they cheat.
The Washington Post got caught cheating. The left-leaning medium published a story which said that Mitt Romney bullied one of his high school classmates who may or may not have been gay? Or something.
Breitbart tells the story here:
And when the WashPo was called on the wrongness of their story by family members of the now deceased John Lauber, they quietly ran a retraction. Quietly how? you ask. They made a stealth correction to their existing story without noting their mistake to readers. Cheaters.
It would be funny if it weren't so sad how desperate the liberal-left has become. Imaginings of a potential republican victory is starting to make them sweat. Nice.
That's my truth and I'm sticking with it.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Liberals Love Me When I Play Brain-Dead

My husband says I possess a particular character trait which he very much admires. There are others, but this one, he occasionally lauds me for. I don't let people push my buttons. It goes without saying that my sweetheart is biased since I often failed miserably at button-pushed reactions when our daughters were teenagers a few years ago.

But! Where outsiders (non-family) are concerned, he is absolutely correct. I work hard to not be rattled by strangers. Drivers who cut me off on the road, a waitress or cashier having a bad day, co-workers in a foul mood, customers who hate me for doing my job, etc. I derive great pleasure from ignoring the barely controlled tantrums of strangers. I learned a long time ago, the extra-angry stranger is less frustrated with me than they are about their own sad lives.

I mention this because I live in a blue state. And experience has also shown me, where conservatives and liberals are concerned, one group tends to be more outspoken about opposing points of view.


I do a bit of volunteer work in my community. Last week I attended a meeting where I'd arrived 30 minutes early and was acosted by an Obama supporter. Let's call her Heidi.

When I first met Heidi two years ago, we immediately hit it off as acquaintances. She's amusing and a little snarky, so I liked her. She had liberal written all over her, but I still found her likeable. A few weeks after our first meeting I saw the Obama sticker on her car and I laughingly told her I forgive her lapse in judgment. Heidi responded by blinking a lot and and dropping her jaw. My guess is she assumed that Obama received my vote since I happen to be black. Afterall, didn't every black person vote for B. Hussein Obama?

Long story short, after a year of knowing her, I'd begun to chat less frequently with Heidi, because I found her to be pushy and a lttle abrasive. We're both middle-aged, we have our own lives ya know? So I didn't think I was violating any BFF pacts by avoiding her except for polite hello's.

So imagine my surprise last week when Heidi confronted me with this remark. "Hey Namaste, did I piss in your cheerios or something?!"

I merely smiled and asked her to repeat her question cuz I wasn't sure I heard her right. So she repeated herself and asked me if I had a problem with her. I smiled even broader and said, of course not. But privately, I thought, "I am so loathing you right now, ya friggin lunatic!" We're in our mid forties and here was this nut-job behaving like we were teenagers in a school yard and how dare I not like her!

Heidi belongs to the Barbara Boxer liberal ilk. It's all love as long as I stay in my place and tow the liberal line. But if I show any deviation from the lib-script, watch out!

So as I recounted this story recently to my dear hubby, he lauded me for not getting angry. But in honesty, I can't take full credit for my high-road stance, since it's violent fantasies which sustain me. I see visions of neck-punching and that just makes me smile.

That's my truth and I'm sticking with it.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

MSM Ignores News of Black on White Violence....AGAIN.

According to (hushed) reports, two white reporters were attacked and beaten by a mob of at least 30 blacks in Norfolk, Va. The story went unreported for TWO WEEKS by the very newspaper, Virginian-Pilot, the reporters work for.

Go here for the video news report and/or read the rest of the story here.

Ah, yes, MSM, there you go again, choosing your news stories selectively in hopes of saving your precious B.O. in November. In defense of itself, the Virginian-Pilot, said, the story wasn't considered news-worthy since the police department listed the crime as "a simple assault" as opposed to a hate-crime.

Newsflash to the MSM: Pretending an event didn't happen, does not make it go away. This is why we blog! It's nice to know I don't have to rely soley on liars and cheats for my news source. Thank you, blogosphere.

Mitt Romney for President in November 2012!!

That's my truth and I'm sticking with it.