Neanderpundit

without further comment.

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
But when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and sisters I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie–
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years that nature permits
Are closing in asthma or tumors or fits
And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers, or loaded guns.
Then you will find–its your own affair
But–you’ve given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will
When the whimper of welcome is stilled (how still!)
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone–wherever it goes–for good,
You still discover how much you care
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we’ve kept ’em the more do we grieve;
For when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short time loan is as bad as a long–
So why in Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?

Rudyard Kipling.

The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven, not man’s.
– Letter to W. D. Howells, April 2, 1899

Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.
– Mark Twain, a Biography

Godspeed, my furry little friend.

“There are stupid people everywhere. Tell me there are no stupid people in your office”
Me:”There are no stupid people in my office.”
“That’s not what you’ve said”
Me: “Even the very worst of my co-workers could think circles around most people”

I work with a very talented group of folks, most downright brilliant, some merely gifted. None are one dimensional, they all have varied talents and hobbies, and some are quite fascinating.

I’m not surprised by the number of one trick ponies out there. And I don’t care, really, if youre a one trick pony and you do your one trick very well, good for you. Actors tend to be very shallow and one dimensional in real life because they are by their profession blank slates on which others write stories.

I object to those one dimensional folks attempting to tell me what is true and what isn’t. If you think “Racism” when you hear “Tea Party”, you are not only wrong, you are deliberately, willfully wrong. You have chosen a “Belief” (There’s that word again, that I dislike so much) rather than choosing to learn the truth. That is definitive prejudice, and is a good candidate for being a definition of evil. it’s no different than the people who dismissed Sarah Palin out of hand because of the “education” about her they got from the MSM.

I consider myself an idiot, compared to a great number of my friends; however, sadly, I figure I’m smarter than most of the people I know.

This is not bragging, nor does it make me happy.

I’m disapointed in Morgan Freeman, I’d like to say I’m disapointed in Jeanine Garofolo.

Both are good actors- I loved Garofolo in “Mystery men”. I loved Freeman in “Bucket list”. Morgan has had an impressive career.

I can see where Garofolo, like a lot of other hollywood types, could be a barking moonbat. I had higher hopes for Freeman.

I’d like to take him to a gathering and introduce him to some Tea Party people. I’d like to let him see how they’re just regular people, who want the country to return to it’s first principles. I’d like to show him how the tea partiers are the very antithesis of racism, of sexism, of anything-ism, that they value freedom for everyone above all.

But it’d be like trying to tell a stranger about rock and roll.