Tuesday, August 31st, 2010

Whyizzit

that the people who are so vocal about “We have to get through the soapbox and ballot box before we can get to the cartridge box” and “it’s not anything like ‘that’ time yet” and “we’re not ‘there’ yet” and ‘if we do ‘n’ we become ‘just like them'” etc are the selfsame folks who bemoan the incremental losses of liberties and freedoms, almost every damned time?

If you dislike something, it’s up to you to do something about it. Leaving it to others is what got us into this mess.

On the way to work,

I pass by a park- actually, only a few blocks from my office.

In the early summertime, the local girls HS track team runs there in the morning. Some of these girls are my daughter’s age, I feel creepy just driving there, so I avoid the place until mid august when I know they’re gone.

Today I drove past to find the boys track team running.

And a line of Escalades and G-wagons and cayennes and land rovers, each with it’s own fortysomething and fiftysomething cougar, all smoking, all watching the boys plod by.

Good lord, ladies. Be a little more discreet.