Over the past several months, I have noticed some of the smug comments from the southeastern part of the U.S. about how nice and warm they have been, mocking the colder weather here in the Midwest. Now, I don’t wish ill on anyone but I do find it interesting that normal winter weather in the Midwest is not considered a bomb cyclone ss apparently it is on the east coast. Go Figure!!!
August is less than 3 hours away. How will August differ from your July experiences? We are hoping that the utility bills will be lower in August than they were in July.
I had to wrestle away control of my Blog from a nasty monster who decided the php format I was using was nasty. Hopefully I’ll find something interesting to post from time to time.
Our first Nebraska Christmas in quite a few years dispelled the myth that downsizing applies to Christmas. I found myself on a 20 foot ladder and the roof of the house again this year. I think I will draw the line on roof crawling when I turn 70. Oh well it looks nice and the neighborhood kids whose parents do nothing in the way of decorations sure enjoy it.
A stark reality hit me today that I am in fact, living in Nebraska again. I watched our front yard turn from a dark green last week to brown. Winter is here as we live in a winter dessert devoid of leaves, greenery of most any kind and only the sun provides the hope of Spring.
Bet you didn’t know that Black Friday was originally named by law enforcement officers in Philadelphia, PA as it described their experiences with crazy shoppers. At least this is what my wife, the trivia queen tells me. It was nice not to see so many people shooting, looting and generally acting like animals at the stores. I know there was some but at least the 24 hour news cycle had time to make fun of both political parties, pontificate on things they know nothing about and generally provide an uneventful weekend, sans the continuing issues in Ferguson, MO.
It seems everywhere I hear media folks and elected officials and other “experts” bemoan the loss of common courtesy and statesmanship. Might I say that I think that (pardon to Shakespeare), me thinks thou dost protest too much.
It is not uncommon that those who cause the most damage are the ones doing most of the complaining, Much like a child watching their parent, the citizenry of this country are imitating their public officials. By public, I include elected, appointed, celebrities, sports figures and media. I watched the events of Ferguson, Missouri unfold on Monday night, Every tine a fire was lit, ten cameras ran to document the event. I wonder what would have happened if no media representatives had been in Ferguson and news outlets refused to report on the violence?
Senator Ted Cruz from Texas said that since the President acted alone on immigration, he was pushing to refuse to confirm any of Obama’s appointees. Kind of reminds me of the kid who takes his football home because he doesn’t like the rules of the game. Come on Senator, how about working in the system and show some statesmanship? Partisanship has a place in our society for checks and balances, not for personal gain for further political advancement. Why do our kids isolate themselves, cheat and put themselves first? Because they have watched our public officials do so for at least a decade now.
With public exposure comes civic responsibility. Athletes may decry the fact they didn’t ask to be a role model….too bad, you are and if you don’t have the honor to show respect for your position, quit.
We can make a difference. Let’s stop the media amnesia and short term forgiveness for the sake of our team’s success or for some sort of personal satisfaction watching someone getting crucified in the public arena. Let’s decry the public spectacle of “killing Christians” by lions with media bashing of individuals. Respect for one another goes beyond skin color and to the heart of the human soul.
Somebody killed a policeman today,
and a part of America died.
A piece of our country he swore to protect,
will be buried with him at his side.
The suspect that shot him will stand up in court,
with counsel demanding his rights.
While a young widowed mother must work for her kids,
and spend many long, lonely nights.
The beat that he walked was a battle field too,
just as if he’d gone off to war.
Though the flag of our nation won’t fly at half mast,
to his name they will add a gold star.
Yes, somebody killed a policeman today,
in your town or mine.
While we slept in comfort behind our locked doors,
a cop put his life on the line.
Now his ghost walks a beat on a dark city street,
and he stands at each new rookie’s side.
He answered the call, of himself gave his all,
and a part of America died.