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Never Learned Did We?


      I have found myself ranting and raving on subjects I find important to me or on subjects for fun or because of  the Holidays lately. I find that to be my feelings at the time I write these things. Yet, some feel they must criticize and spam my little blog page for no reason other than to say they didn’t like the subject, silly people indeed.

       No one will like everything you say and I am man enough to know and expect such things, especially in a world filled will closed-minded individuals who prey on the weak most of the time. The world is a big place indeed and no matter what, freedom of speech is vital, at least in America, thank god.

     Americans have more freedoms than most other nations because of our laws, our Bills Of Right and ultimately the Constitution. The constitution is a wonderful document backed up by the American people and The Bills of Rights backs that document up as  much as any can do. The biggest part of all of it, is the separation of powers, that keeps the Branches of Government separate as well as keeps separate the Government and Church. Smart move by the amazing Founding Father of America, way back than. While I firmly believe in all of the above, I have a problem with the checks and balances at this time, when one party can block the others bills or laws they are trying to put through to advance the economy and country and not compromise. Sadly this is happening in our Government and it should stop, grow up politicians, grow the hell up please.

     America’s biggest problem at the end of 2011 is not the economy or the wars we fought and won or lost, it’s the in fighting between politicians and political parties in Washington, DC.  What kind of action to help the American Economy, job market or American people is this? Bicker, fight, argue is normal folks, but not to this extent. Washington, DC. was created as a hub for our leaders to lead in not to grandstand, block, barricade and hurt the people. Wake up Politicians , please your killing us.

       An open message is added here, for the American People tired of all this hurt, pain and living in fear and no advancing the country out there. Make a choice , use your voice, vote damn it and be heard, make these politicians hear our voices and our words. Send home the uncompromising, uncooperative ones, and watch how the hell ya vote and for who and why. A person I know , I asked one Presidential Election why he was voting for the Incumbant President, his answer was, he got us into the war, lets give him four years to get us out. Stupid really folks, he had no intention of pulling us out, he wanted it to go on to feed the industrial base he had and make money, now he is gone. Yet the war still did rage on, until the current President said enough and got tough.

     American’s, we have been the police of the world, the military might of the world, the rescuers of the world too damn long!. My question is simple when will another country take the lead, when will they help, police, protect and defend someone and let us live in peace?. When in American History have you seen a country coming flying in to help us defend, protect or advance our nation in any way. Find that one in recent history please, for the last ones to help us with anything was France and we repaid them by freeing them from Germany and Hitler many years ago now.

       No one came  to our defense when the Twin Towers fell, no one offered to help us rebuild did they? Nope, we sat here and did it ourselves and did it right. Yet we, get involved in other people’s wars and countries trying to help and never get repaid or helped ourselves, ever notice that?.

     In World War I, Germany went berserk and tried to rule the European countries and world, who stepped in and helped stop them Americans is who. World War II, Germany and Japan and Italy gather and become the Axis Powers and spread their domination and power all over the planet, who steps in and turns the tide and ends the mess, Americans again.  We then have a brief period of peace and comfort. Then here comes a country divided over itself and its own beliefs, Korea.

        Korea, the forgotten war right, We go in to help, fight, fight, fight, Americans die, die, die and get trapped in DMZ Zones and rice paddies and die more. We never helped but we tried and got more Americans killed then we helped. Sad isn’t it!. Yet we never learned our lesson did we?.

       Once more, came another country, Vietnam. A country divided again amongst itself and not sure what to do except fight a war. Big brother America steps in trying to help and gets bogged down in a quicksand so heavy and deep we can barely breathe, Americans dying left and right in this one and foolish reasons to be there, yet there we are playing heroes why? We lost there too by the way and that doesn’t mean our service members failed, it means our Government screwed up.

      Recently, we got involved in Iran, Iraq and Afghanistan, why? Oil, money is why? Sadly America is still dependent on oil and it’s uses, finally we are learning there are ways around that too, alternatives that work. But in the meantime we wasted men and women, equipment, funds and time trying to help countries once more that didn’t want us there. Iran, Saddam, Iraq now and Afghanistan, why? Do you really think these countries will help us if needed in the future, hell no. They would like to see us wiped from the face of the earth, if we could be. Wake up no help is gonna come from anyone but us, ourselves here in the USA.

       Americans, have reached out since forever to help other nations, yet only one in recorded history helped us and that was way back in the Revolutionary Days here, France. So why do we try to be the big brother, massive leader and carry a big stick to solve the world’s problems.Isn’t it time to stop and take care of our own here at home?. We can no longer , afford to spend our capital, our time, our manpower, our lives, our money on saving and policing the world, we need it here at home to help our own. Lets take all the funds we use to help other nations solve their problems and use it all to solve our problems of  homelessness, hunger, and joblessness here in America. There does come a time to take care of our own business, before anyone elses.   We never do seem to learn, do we?.  

Happy Holiday Season


One week, 7 days exactly according to human records till the biggest Holiday Event in the world. The Christmas Holiday comes once a year with happiness being spread everywhere, the lights they brighten the night sky as all of us drive on by.  Santa‘s are in the Malls all about, giving out that jolly old shout, HO, HO, HO.

       I watched the scenes this year as smaller trees were lit, fewer went to see Santa the lines were shorter, here in America. Sadly we don’t have as much to spend or give anymore, our Congress and President are always at war. AT least for many military families, the ones who fought are home once more. and there is a chance they won’t go back to war.

       As we come closer and closer to the magic date, of December 25th we celebrate, I wish and hope for the world you see, a peace to exist for all to enjoy and see. May a star shine bright Christmas Eve Night, and shine through the world making it all right. May all the wars and pain stop for all, may we be safe and peaceful once more.

        The Holiday Season is and will always be a time when we gather family. We gather to one another those we love and treat them well like angels from above. We trade gifts and thoughts and wishes, and we sit down and eat favorite dishes. We laugh and hold one another in a hug, and sit around safe as a bug.

       Then on Christmas Morning the children awake, they can’t stay in bed so they make a break. Bounding from their beds as visions of presents dance above their heads. They come down to find the Tree all lit bright and presents around as far as their sight, they smile at one another and wait with intense interest to see. Untill finally they hear the sounds of their mommy and daddy.

        The parents stumble from their bed, hair all tousled and face all red. They stumble on downstairs you see, to see their children smiling and standing around the tree. A coffee pot goes on and the smell comes around, the children are laughing and bouncing you see, anticipation is getting them for sure.

      Dad brings mom a coffee and shares as they watch the children circle waiting like vultures in the air. Laughing Dad says ok, the time has come, everyone sit down and wait each one. Slowly the presents are passed out you see unwrapped as the paper flies about almost hitting the tree. The gifts pile up one  by one till all the children are finally done,

       Breakfast is next says mom you see, for if you don’t eat you don’t play with what you got, now the children sit down and will eat it,  cold or hot. Breakfast all done the children run to grab their new toys for girls and boys. They grab their favorite and start to play, and suddenly the laugher grows it doesn’t go away.

       Mom and Dad stand there and smile, and whisper to one another, all is happiness for a while. They hug and smile and laugh and kiss and the rest of the Holiday is filled like this. In thinking back, and stopping to wonder, was this your Christmas I saw or a blunder. Whatever your style of Holiday may be, I wish you all a Happy Holiday Season from Me!. 

The Holy Ghost


      Among the many mysteries, and adventures in life are the people we meet and the reasons and places we meet them in and what they end up meaning to us. As 2011 comes to a close and another year rolls by slowly, I like to think back to people I haven’t seen in ages.  People who had no idea how they affected my way of life and how I choose to live it. Ultimately, we all know it is the things we are taught, combined with the experiences we  lived through that makes us who we are today.

       The first and foremost people we all tend to remember in the Holiday Season each year is our own families. The parents who raised us and provided homes and education and clothing and food for us. Yes our dear Fathers and Mothers, they have us, give birth to us, feed us, wash us, care for us and discipline us too. Something they got overly emotional, or physically too strong for us, but they tried as they might to teach us right from wrong and to teach us to do better than them. Did we only time would tell and in the end if we didn’t we sure learned a lot from them and got a lot from them didn’t we?

      Then, we come to our siblings the ones we grew up side by side with in the same home, and learned with. They are supposed to be the next closest to us, aren’t they. Well not all families have that comfort and knowledge as some of us well know. Some of us have no idea who our so-called siblings are or were, during our lifetimes. We loose contact with them as they go their own ways and do their own things. So to my siblings out there, there were a total of five of us, Keith, me. Alex(Deceased) April (the only girl) and the baby boy Mathew where ever he may be, I think of each of you this Holiday Season and Wish you all the best.  As our mother once said, before her death ” Your Brothers and Sister are all you have after I am gone, Love and live together.” It didn’t work that way mom sorry and may never be, but the message you gave stays with me.

      What do you say about a man who was a contradiction each day of his life, yet raised you and loved each of us in his own way.? Yes he wasn’t perfect, yes he was violent and damaged us sometimes both mentally and physically, but he provided, everything he had to us in his own way. He took a woman with two small kids and raised us as his own, provided homes, food, clothing and more, and never once abandoned us in anyway.He didn’t have to raise another man’s sons, he could have run away, yet each and everyday he did stay. Happy Holiday Dad where ever you may be now, for you did what you could for all of us somehow.

       Then, you begin to spread wider in your circles of life and remember childhood friends you spent important hours with exploring, playing and learning from and being accepted by. Each a special friend in their own right, and in their own way, who helped to make you the person you are today. My friends range in age and sex and in income and color and race, but not one of them would I ever replace. I won’t name, names here because there are so many who helped me become the man I am today.

       So, as I now look back at the end of 2011, the parents that raised me are long dead and gone, my siblings lives have moved on. My older friends are now all grown and each of us have families all our own. So as the Holiday Season burns so bright and outside are all the Christmas Lights. The lights all pretty and all bright, the tress lighting up the houses each night. The decorations all about, and the hope for Peace is within a shout. May God Bless my family and my friends, may God make us all Healthy, Happy and Peaceful once again. May Christmas bring us closer to those we love most, God Bless us all, from Jesus, to Mary  and The Holy Ghost!.

The Quiet Veteran-Uncle Bobby


Way back when I was born in 1956, my parents choose to make my mother’s brother my godfather. As I grew up over the years, Uncle Bobby never said much and wasn’t exactly the most social man I ever knew, and I never understood why. Seems that somewhere in the early 1960s, my step-father and Uncle Bobby had a falling out over something, and he was disallowed in our home forever after. I would get invites to Uncle Bobby’s home each year on his son’s birthday and go spend the day with Robert his boy. We did all the things little boys would do, catch frogs and turtles, climb trees and shoot hoops and such. When done Uncle Bobby would take me home and it would be the last I would see of him for  a year.

        Somewhere along the line about age 12 for me, Uncle Bobby and his family disappeared from my life. I never heard from him until after my mother’s death. He called to say how sorry he was my mother his sister had died of cancer, he was in Florida the year was 1991.

          Uncle Bobby had done many things in his life. Some no one ever realized or knew about. I never saw Uncle Bobby ever again after the age of 12 for me. His call at moms death surprised me, I asked where he was he said Florida and cried over his sister’s death. Families are funny for sure and in my parents house very few members of either family ever showed up.

        Life went on as I grew older and older graduating Elementary School and then onto High School never once seeing Uncle Bobby again.  After my High School days I sort of ran around trying to find myself and not knowing what to do. I went thru many jobs, during the next four years barely keeping alive. But like most, I survived.

       In the mid. 1970s I started a military career that for me would last 16 years. The rest of the 1970s, and 1980s flew by quickly, as i married, had kids and owned many different homes and finally ended up in divorce, returning to my parents home in April of 1990. Little did I know I would come home to a cancer riddled family. My Step-Father was dying of cancer, and we found out that July so was my mother. As I lived through their deaths one year and a day apart, I realized life is short.

       Shortly after we buried mom in October of 1991, I was sitting in their house alone one night and the phone rang. I answered it and behold the long-lost Uncle called to say he was sorry mom had died and to claim he was the last one left. Again he only gave his condolences for a few minutes and hung up, never to be heard from again.

       One day eight years later, I found out Uncle Bobby had died, and was gone too. There was so many things we never knew about this man, and neither did his kids. But we found out at his death, in his Obituary.

         It turns out Uncle Bobby as I called him and it was the only name I knew him by, was really Joseph, Bobby was a nickname. He served during the Korean War, in the late 40s and early fifties. He was gone for a good time during that service, missing in action they said for three long years.

      He didn’t go A.W.O.L. or hide during those three years, he spent them as a Prisoner of War in Korea, he was captured. Somewhere near the end of the Korean War, he was captured and held somewhere in Korea. When he came home he was quiet and not wanting to be bothered by anyone. I know it was all PTSD now, because I have it myself. His Obituary told the tale of my Uncle Bobby, he hid much information from his wife and his children and family.

       Uncle Bobby aka as Joseph, has a Medal of Honor two meritorious Service Medals and two Purple Hearts from Korea. He never spoke of his heroics or his experiences in Korea to anyone. He hid all of this his whole life, at his Death, the Medals and records were brought forth by his best friend and handed over to his family. It all came out in his Obituary in the paper and we were all shocked.

       So it goes to show, just because one is quiet, one is strange or different, you may never know what they had done in their life. Uncle Bobby was a true American Hero from the Korean War and a prisoner of war who survived.!.

We didn’t Ask for This!


      Sadly across the world there are many people like me, who never asked to be born, yet are here and suffer because they were born into the wrong parents or family. They feel outcast, ignored,or angry, or they know they were born different, yet blame for what they were born with. Yes, across the world every second of every day, is born a child with Attention Deficit Disorder and Hyper-Activity.

        We are standouts because we can’t understand why we are different, we can’t control why we are different and in the end we can’t change it either. Parents, Doctors and siblings try to handle us and don’t understand why we don’t respond or why we run or shy away or cry or laugh suddenly. Many of us are bothered by small things within our own families, or in schools or churches even and all anyone does is point at us and make us stand out more as a sore thumb or bad piece of cake. We don’t need that attention either, do we ADD/HD people, we run from it and just want to be treated normal I know.

      

Whats even worse than all of the above problems a child with ADD/HD may have, is the fact that parents misdiagnosed us, bring attention to us and press us for things at times we can not do, or want to do, they don’t understand the speed our brain may be running at! We run at a different speed then most, and people need to know that later in life we do slow down and match others around us.

       We have been treated with different drugs and medications of all kinds,analyzed to hell by mental doctors and MDs and more. Yet in the end they can do no more than ritilan us or medicate us with drugs and slow us down. We persist because we are ADD/HD children it matters not why we have it or how, we only need to learn how we as individuals can learn to control ourselves, and use it for good.

        I know we are looked at as outcasts, strange, indifferent individuals, some call us bastards or bitches without a conscience, others call us mental patients, none of that is true. One main thing that is not true is we didn’t ask to be born this way, yet we must learn to deal with it ourselves to fit into normal society in the world and not be stared at or abused. It’s not easy when your body won’t sit still, your mind is racing ahead of people your own age and size. Yet we learn through seeing, watching and  doing, and from patient individuals who understand we are indeed perking at a higher speed so to say. We tend to get engrossed  in books, biographies, history, or arts mostly. Basically we like solving puzzles and reading and writing and such. Creative juices flow heavily in ADD/HD people.

         Direct an ADD/HD child in a good direction and let them loose they can become a great individual if guided correctly. You guide or direct one in the wrong way by beating them, harassing them, or mentally punishing them they will rebel and get even in one way or another, and even go to the point of getting obsessive about getting even. It’s all in how ADD/HD children are taught, handled and talked to and allowed to explore and learn at their own rate. A forced rate of learning or discipline will drive them to rebel, fight back, or even isolate themselves, depending on their age, current status of condition, severity, and treatment.  It doesn’t mean, ADD/HD people can’t fit into society or the world we do, just as the chemical imbalances in our brains ultimately balance out and cause us to slow down and react normally, we get there.

        So, people of the world, please remember, just because a child has ADD/HD, and seems to not fit in, you need to recognize the illness, get it diagnosed and get advised on how to handle your child who has it. In the end one of the most important things to remember about people who have ADD/HD is it can lead to PTSD in later life and more. Lastly, please remember a basic thing about these children, we didn’t ask to be born but were brought into the world anyway, we didn’t know we weren’t average or totally normal until after we grew old enough to feel and see the difference, and we don’t ask to suffer with this, we do learn to deal with it though. So please respect us, let us speak, let us help you understand us and be patient. Childhood is rough enough when one is normal, adulthood is the same when normal in this world, but it is so much harder when you have ADD/HD, you can’t slow down till your chemical imbalance comes back to normal, your always ahead of others and pinging. It takes time to adapt and try to control it all.

 

Things to Think About as 2011 Ends


Things to Think About as 2011 Ends.