Tired of Political Bull!.

Tired of the political bullshit the candidates keep giving out, someone needs to break through to the truth I think. The Republicans want to blame Obama for the economy, the democrats and Obama want to place the blame on the other side. Sadly both are to blame, for the Obama Administration just added to the problem Bush made, by adding to the deficit.  The truth is these large bail-outs of banks and financial companies that took place did nothing more than add to all of this. When will we ever learn that spending money on top of bad money, just makes it all worst and all the money goes bad.

       The economy needs help, and companies need help to survive. They can’t create jobs unless they can survive. Change the trade agreements and make America Number One again. Taxes have to be raised on imports, and lowered on American exports. Countries like Korea, Japan, China should be stopped from buying American companies and stopped from under cutting the price of our products in America with prices of the same products made in their countries. Sadly our Government is foolish enough not to see how countries we rebuilt, Japan, Germany, Korea, Vietnam and more are finding ways to undercut us and ruin our way of living. Why do we allow these things to carry on?

        Across America now we have Occupy America Protests in different cities and states. American’s standing outside with picket signs and speaking of how the government is ruining our country. Sadly some of it is true, but also sadly some is not true and we all know it. Even as flawed and damaged as America’s Economy and Job system is right now we are still 80-90 percent better off then almost any other country in the world. If we want to improve back to where we were we must keep our jobs here, open new manufacturing plants, find new ways of being creative and innovative. We must give small companies and big companies too incentives and tax breaks to stay at home here in the U.S.A..

        A while back a politician came to my home, this is a few years ago now. He was running for office and wanted to talk about the economy and what he could do to help the people in his district here. I told him then, and I say now, blue-collar jobs are what feeds the American Economy. The District I live in has no more manufacturing plants here. We had Uniroyal, Chase Brass and Copper, Timex and many more at one time. Now they stand empty and unused. Plants that our parents thrived in and lived off of are gone overseas or shut down completely. Why can’t we find a way to get some back and build new ones to replace what is gone? Also now for the last 25 years blue-collar workers who worked in these plants and factories, can’t get jobs anymore they walk the streets and have surrendered to the fact there are no jobs for blue-collar people. If we are not going to bring blue collar jobs back, then we need to retrain and assist these blue-collar workers in retraining and educating them for white-collar jobs then. Why build more malls and stores, retail is not the way to boost or increase the economy here and the faster ya build the malls and stores the faster they are closing down. Retail will never support the blue-collar workers in the job market nor can it provide the income for families to live in today’s economy and world. Something has got to be done soon, or we shall be slowly fading away as a nation, a society and a country that was once proud and strong. Tell your Congressmen and women and Senators too, we need a jobs bill, we need them to get off their fat asses and help Americans or get the hell out of office and let someone in who will!.

 

Loneliness comes in many forms for many different people,
Some get so lonely and think of ending it all,
Then, they stop to think, is it all worth it,

But don’t ask anyone else, because the reply,
Will bring a tear, to your eye.
And that in, and of itself is a scare.
Many times the solitude and quiet can get to the mind,
It can make one think, they have no hope,
It can make one feel stupid and like a dope.

So when you think it is not all worth living,
And you are so depressed,
And you get tired of always giving,
Don’t give up, remember always, that someone,

Somewhere out there, someone
Does care, so pull your self up, stand proud,
Join the world, join humanity and the crowd.

      The winds of October whistle and wind through the echos of my mind. I walk through open fields and see the wheat grown high as I search for peace in my mind’s eye. The sadness from the memories of the past, flood my mind and soul with feelings of pain and sorrow. What shall happen to us tomorrow, as I roam the fields all filled with hay and wheat, in the distance a shape takes form. A small cabin out here in the fields and no one near it what I wonder what is it doing here and what does it hold? I stop and stare with laboring breathe it has been a trek for me, in my shape, I am older now and my body is not in great shape. I huff and puff for a bit before I proceed towards it now slowly across the fields. The boards are falling down on, the cabins side in pieces, the windows are broken the wood turned grey in the sunlight, no one has been here forever. What is this cabin doing here and what secrets does it hold as I circle around it staring at the weathered and broken boards that make up it’s exterior. I wonder who lived here and what did they do and why did they leave?

       My Thoughts for an opening of a new story dealing with a little mystery and the windy days of October. What ya think folks any good?

      Writing a blog either daily or close to it can be fun and therapeutic. It allows one to get out inner angers and feelings of frustrations, but also release pent up emotions on many subjects, from romance to politics to just day to day stuff. Writing is not just an emotional release it is a rellease of facts and errors and tears and fears. In the end it may be best for many to write then to pick up a gun or knife. I would rather someone scream, shout, or write it out then get physically abusive or mentally abusive to their partners.

        I started writing years ago as a kid to express feelings and emotions i couldn’t openly express, because people would frown upon me for saying it, or to hide deep inner emotions of love, fear, disrespect, anger and frustration that I had towards others for what they did to me or those I love. It was a way to say hey stop it please andleave us be. I think for many writers, it may be the same type of thing.

         We all create mystical, magical, romantical worlds where not everything always turns out right, but it doesn’t hurt anyone severly or in real. That is fine by me, as long as I never write a blueprint for murder or danger to another person. I prefer to write romances, mysteries, stories of what happene din my life, my family or of what I know of, like my service life and more. But to each their own, to create a world  a person can get lost in for a while through an article, poem or book and watch them either cry, laugh or express pleasure at reading it is amazing to see if you write. You know by the comments, expression, and more that someone enjoyed it all and that gives a writer some satisfaction indeed.

       Writing does have it’s down side to it also. Finding Editors to read your work and help correct it and then finding a publisher who will actually print it for others to read is not easy. Too many times publishers will tell you I don’t have the time to read it, or I don’t have the people to read it for us. It doesn’t fit the subject matter we are looking for, or some other reason to say no to it.

       I am seeing now a days many writers are self-publishing or putting their works on the internet or getting it published for E-Books only. I am glad to see writers being creative about finding places for their works, but for me I have yet to be printed anywhere except for a poem I did long ago now. SOme of us while we love to write and it is what we do, we don’t always write in book form, or rally know how to assemble one. Nor do we write in article form , so some of us do what we call freestyling and need help assembling it to resemble something worthwhile to read. 

      No matter what condition or form I write in, I us eit as an emotional and mental release for feelings and emotions an dthoughts that are rambling around inside my head. A way to express words and thoughts I would not ever say to anyone in conversation, but I can write downa nd allow a charactor to say, or it to come through as a lost thought or vision in some form. 

       Personally I have written many things that had to do with my childhood, growing up, my family, parents, daughters, ex-wife and relatives. Articles on service duties and life overseas as a sailor and on the seas. Every once in a while I will try a romance I lived through but never espressed or even a short sci-fi story I made up. Getting the creative juices flowing is always the hardest part though, because  I tend to wander and ramble from one subject to another. As apparent probally to any who read this now can see!.

 

      America’s Justice system sometimes just sucks.  At other times we do get it right. What I think basically, lawyers need to remember the old saying, Keep it Simple!.

        Now I say this because i have been watching trials on HLN Television. I started doing so way back when O.J. Simpson was on trial for the murder of his ex-wife and Goldman. I watched in horror as the lawyers for the prosecution got too deep into explaining DNA science and the overwhelming odds anyone else could have killed them. Then watched in horror as he was found not guilty by a simple trick if , If the glove don’t fit you have to acquit!. Simpson walked free even though he is guilty as sin.

        Next I ran into the Casey Anthony Case and listened closely as they sat a jury of people with no knowledge or ability to understand what happened. It is apparent to me, Casey Anthony is so guilty it is crazy for her to be walking free. A child died and this woman is free, if she didn’t kill her, it sure as hell looks like she did number 1 and number 2 who the hell else could have and why? Sadly it shall go down in history now as another unsolved murder mystery, yet we all know who really did it.

      Now we come to the Trial of Doctor Conrad Murray. Here is a case of a Doctor who is not board certified in anything, being hired by a mega-star entertainer, for the sole purpose of getting him the drugs he wanted and administrating them at his request. That is all Micheal Jackson hired Conrad Murray for and he fooled Murray into taking the position because he needed his milk and couldn’t get it without a Doctor to order it. Now Micheal Jackson is dead from an overdose of  this medication and Murray is up on trial. I firmly belive Murray is responsible for Micheal Jackson’s death, but so is Micheal Jackson also. When you contract a Doctor for 150 thousand dollars a month, you are paying not for his medical advice, but for his abilities to get and give you want ,  Jackson owned Murray because of that, and no Doctor, patient relationship works the way this situation did.

       Also, as I look back there is the case of Jon-Bennet Ramsey. A child who was killed for no apparent reason in a house where only her relatives were, and one broken window in the whole place. Yet that case also remains unsolved because of police inadequate action and inabilities. Justice in America is corrupted by money, stupidity, inabilities and more. When shall this problem be fixed? Someone tell me why, Attorneys fail to convict the guilty and the guilty seem to go free more then get convicted?.

 

If Roger Whittiker said if is for children, he, I believe was right!. If this then that, is an old adage we all use at one time or another in conversation and in passing. If is also one of the smallest words in the world and in all dictionarys, yet a close examination of it’s definition can confuse or ease the human mind. Funny how that goes doesn,’t it?.

        Funny things that happen no matter what are next. Like why is it when men and women first meet, everything is laughter and touching, hugging and snuggling, and then sex? You find places and ways to have sex all over the place and all over each others homes and more. Then after years of compatibility and getting it on, ya get married and it all goes south!. The sex goes from, we used to have it in every room and in every position possible to hallway sex and it’s her in her bedroom and you in yours and as you enter the only sex you get is F-U, no FU! Goodnight!

       Why is it when ya run into a  store as a man and need a bathroom you hold yourself and job up and down and don’t care what anyone thinks? But a woman runs in for the same thing and ya would never know it they hide it well. 

         Why is it a woman can shop till they drop for jewelry, pocketbooks, and shoes and clothes, but they can’t hold still to shop for  groceries, tools, or appliances? It’s silly really. We men can stare at a big screen TV or Video Game or Ball Game forever and enjoy, women won’t. Silly things of course.

       I once was asked by a friend of mine, How do I get to meet more women? I thought about it for a couple of weeks and watched what he was doing in the first place. I found him with a dating magazine one night, a coffee table full of envelopes and writing letters and using stamps at 41 cents a piece. I asked what he was doing, he said it was a way to meet women.  I laughed at him and told him to save his time and money and take some advise. He said what? I said simple advice for you, 1) Be yourself and do your thing as you normally do. 2) Work your job and do what you love and have fun doing it all and they will find you!. He looked at me and told me I was crazy, I said try it for 30 days and we shall see. Two weeks after I told him this, he was working being himself and having fun doing it and up popped a  woman who asked him out. The end result was, he was with her for ten years and very happy.  It works.

       Final comment for today for all, America has been noted over its lifetime to help every country it can solve their problems, but none of them help us solve ours.Why is it? We go in and fight other people’s wars, we police their countries, we stabilize their nations and governments, but, when we are in trouble all run the other way? Why? Why? Why? History has shown us America that we are foolish and if you want proof of how foolish we be look back in time: 1) World War 1 we jumped in the save the world, but when it was done no one saved us from the Depression did they? World War 2 Again we jumped in instead of minding our own, and  the countries we rebuilt afterwards who were the enemies, Germany and Japan, we helped rebuild just to have them both undercut and hurt our economy today. We jumped in to help in Korea and we ended up losing the war and policing a country that didn’t want us there, we jumped in Vietnam and got our asses kicked for what? Again it was a policing action and for assistance but we failed.

       Today those wars and efforts for establishing Democracies and helping to police nations are shifted to Afghanistan and Iraq and Middle East Countries. In the meantime at home here in America,  our people beg for food on the streets, sleep on the streets in cardboard boxes and have no jobs. It’s time America woke up, withdrew from helping so many and helped themselves. The money and resources we spend fighting for other countries and solving their wars and killing their Dictators and Tyrants, needs to be spent here in America to solve our own problems of economic disaster.

Wake up Politicians, wake up Mr. President, Wake up Americans, it is time to start taking care of our own!. Period

      

Emotions they say, you should keep in check,
Then you meet a special person,
And suddenly, it’s what the heck!.

They flow from inside,
Feelings you didn’t know you had,
Nor do you know how to hide!.

It starts as they say, as a flirtation,
A chat, a discussion, a fascination,
Before you know it there is,
Just no hesitation!

The feelings flow,
The attachment grows,
And in the end you don’t want to let go!.

How does it happen?.
Why is this so,
Do we want to control,
These emotions that flow?
Or do we just let go and allow one another to know?

It’s a blessing,
There is no way to hide it,
Or cover it with dressing,
SO I say why try?,
As a smile spreads on my my face,
And I smile all over the place!.

Mackey

Hidden inside every human being is that
desire to be loved, wanted and needed, but, some never get that attention do
they?  Such is the case for Mackey  Storm, a boy born to parents in constant  confusion and pain, Mackey believed he was
alright, at least that is what they always told him, yet as he grew older
Mackey knew he was different, then everyone else. His mother seemed to pull
back from him when he was around 5 or 6 years old. Why Mackey never grasped or
understood and his father well he never got close anyway, always busy, working
and doing his own things.

Mackey
began to notice how he was different not from his looks that’s for sure, cause
Mackey was always a handsome lad, with bright eyes and dark ebony hair and a
smile that made others smile back. No it was when people started to talk to
Mackey that things changed. Mackey always seemed to be one step ahead of all
conversations and knew what others were going to say, why, Mackey never
understood.  Mackey was a straight A
student, but he was shunned by the other kids, they sensed he was different.

Mackey
began to realize he was different himself at 5 years old, when his mom told him
no about something he wanted and less than 5 minutes later after Mackey stared
at her, she changed her mind and gave in.  Mackey got the candy that day and every
day.  At least it was so easy for Mackey
he would laugh at anyone having trouble with anything. The other kids would try
again as Mackey said to and the next thing they knew, as Mackey stared and
watched them they flew through it and finished it all correctly. Mackey had
that kind of effect on people, he would reinforce them by telling them they could
do it and wham it was done. Mackey did this to whoever, he could, never hurting
anyone, because he was a good kid.

By
the time Mackey hit ten years old, he stood 6 feet tall and he was an imposing
figure. Many thought he was tall for his age and they were right.  What wasn’ t  normal were those days when Mackey seemed to
control everything around him and everyone too. It was like a magic spell fell
over every person within Mackey’s eye sight.
He would just watch and see things done the way he thought they should
be. Amazingly, he would stare and his brow would furrow and his eyes became
like two pins of light. The next thing Mackey knew, no matter what it was, came
out Mackey’s way.
When Mackey hit his teenage years at 13, and he noticed girls, he could
have anyone he wanted,   they swooned for him and hung on his every
word.. It was wild to watch for sure, but Mackey or those who knew him never
questioned it, they just assumed he was a popular kid. Never a question was
asked why it was all so, it was just accepted by all.
Then at 16, as most kids do, Mackey began to mature a bit and see things
a little differently and he began to understand this weird power of control he
has.  By concentrating, Mackey could make
almost anyone do anything and he seemed to see into the future too, he could
tell people not to do something cause he could see bad events in the future, in
his sleep.
At 18 Mackey filled out and his weight went up to 220 lbs. and pure
muscle. He never exercised a day in his life, it was natural for him.  Mackey was now a young man, he was strong
physically as well as mentally. Mackey’s predictions of the future, became more
intense and clearer for him. He could now make out faces on the people in his
dreams and he heard names and sounds too. His dreams were now, as good as being
awake.  After a night of these dreams, he
had to go out and find the people in them and try to prevent harm from
happening to them. Mackey saved many a person this way in his 18^th
year. He would run to the places he saw in his dreams and find them in real
life and sit and wait until his dream started becoming reality and then step in
and change it, stopping the person from getting injured or killed. Mackey begins
to believe this was his purpose in life, his destiny to help others with his
gift of future sight and control and intelligence. It had to be thought Mackey,
why else would he be able to know and do all he did?  But, it grew tiring after a few years for
Mackey. Something was wrong with Mackey now, but, he couldn’t tell what. The
pattern of seeing, reacting and fixing was slowly wearing on Mackey’s nerves
On Mackey’s 21^st birthday, he awoke in a peaceful manner, his
eyes opening slowly as the light from the window hit them and he adjusted to
it. He lay in bed, just relaxed and no aggressive moves or actions did he take,
just   laying   there. Mackey thought finally it is over, no
more dreams, or sights, no one close by I want to control or even will try to.
A peace hit Mackey that day. In his mind all Mackey could hear or see were his
own thoughts, no one else’s .
Mackey’s parents now older and in their 50’s gave Mackey a 21^st
birthday party that day, they invited all his friends and relatives, spending a
good grand on it all. Mackey got presents and money and lots of hugs and kisses
and Happy Birthdays. The party lasted most of that evening and into the night,
not ending till 1 am. Mackey was now 21 and he was dead tired, he trudged off
to bed now, and fell asleep.
The next day, for Mackey was weird, he had no more control over others,
his intelligence seemed just normal not high anymore, yet Mackey felt normal in
all other ways. He wasn’t dreaming of anything, anymore, Mackey felt scared too,
for the first time in decades.  Mackey
knew then he needed  help, someone who
could answer what happened to his abilities and powers so to say, why have they
disappeared? Mackey wanted to know but had no idea where to turn for help, he
floundered around looking for reasons and help,  no one came to help him at all.
Mackey awoke on his 22^nd birthday and climbed from bed, his
hair a mess on his head, his eyes half-open, and stumbled into the bathroom,
looked in the mirror and froze in surprise. The man looking back at him, looked
like an 80-year-old man!. Mackey screamed and his body shook and shuddered as
he screamed and yelled, help me!  But no
help was coming, Mackey knew it now as he raised his hands to his face and felt
the creases and wrinkles of old age and cried, I am only 22!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That afternoon, Mackey laid in his bed, tired again and no place to turn
to, he closed his eyes and prayed to dream, but, no dreams were to be found for
Mackey now.
6 am, the next morning, Mackey’s friend and neighbor came knocking on his door, no answer so the friend
kept knocking for the next few days, after three days and no answer, the
neighbor got worried and called the police, they arrived within 30 minutes of
the call. As the neighbor explained   his
worries over Mackey’s disappearance and not answering the door, the police
listened . They told the neighbor we will check on him before we leave, then,
headed to Mackey’s apartment.
Knocking on the door and no one answering the Police decided they needed
to look in on Mackey and make sure he was ok. Sending the neighbor for the key
from the landlord they waited outside Mackey’s door. When the neighbor gave the
key to the police, they went in. A smell came from the apartment as soon as the
door opened, causing the police officers and the neighbor to gag at the smell.

In the bedroom they
found Mackey, sprawled across his bed, a skeleton was all they found. Mackey
was dead at 22 years old and all that remained was his skeleton in his bed.
Mackey had burned himself out, by dreaming his dreams, following them and
controlling others, his futuristic visions and powers had eaten Mackey to death.
Mackey self combusted from the inside,
out, is what the autopsy found, and they never found the cause. He lived his
short life helping others with his futuristic visions and his power of
controlling others, Mackey will go down in history as a helper and mankind will
miss him.

The End

BY: William M. McCurrach

History shows us mankind has had, many different types of inventors and innovators and leaders and more. We welcome the good ones and shun the bad who make mistakes until they correct things and get them right. Well, I believe our political process works the same way as this historical  fact seeking does too. We seek leaders and presidents who have a vision that is clear for our future, helpful to us as a people and who have the guts to push forward their agendas to make them reality.

        We are quickly closing in on a year till November 2012. Americans, I think it is time to start comparing candidates for the biggest office in America and the world. As I look at the choices it is looking like we will be given, we are getting no clear answers from either party, on how to turn around the AMerican economy, create jobs, handle Medicare or Social Security. All Candidates are dodging the main issues and skirting around the edges pointing fingers at each other, instead of sitting down and solidifying a way to fix what is broken. Sadly this is how American politicians play the game up until they get the Nomination of their party. It’s a game of do I look Presidential enough and make no major gaffes or mistakes to get to the Convention.

      Well, before we send a Candidate to their convention in this case on the Republican Party side, we need to look closer at all of them. The list shall thin out soon enough I am sure, because one by one, they will eliminate themselves. I believe this will come down to the Mitt versus Rick show in the end. Two men of different faiths, but also of some different views on some issues. I will not pick one because both are still very vague on what they will do in key areas. I do offer one bit of advise to the American People who must vote in 2012, Obama at least made good on some promises, he took good shots at trying to fix key issues, but at times other issues fell to the wayside. A President has to be able to make decisions on what to do next based on priorities of the American People not his own priorities or his parties, ok. So, we need a candidate who will put the American People first, jobs, economy, medical care and costs, including Medicare, Medicade, Social Security and HealthCare  period. Plus a President who can and will compromise when needed and a Congress that will too for our better, not their own.

       As October of 2011 moves on, more and more Americans are losing their homes, going hungry. Begging for food for work on the streets, living in cardboard boxes and sadly the winter approaches us again. Many senior Americans will need help to heat their homes and the States are going broke also. When will we do something is my question for Congress, our Senators and  Representatives? What does it take to get you to move through some kind of rescue for Social Security, some kind of rescue for and plan to create jobs, some kind of help for those in need, instead of thinking of yourselves and your own political asses?.

       Across America people are now forming Occupy this or that protests. They want to occupy Wall Street, or a State. Wrong place folks, you want to have a protest that will have some effect and make Congress move maybe, Lets stage a A Occupy Washington MOvement and Protest and set up a Occupy The Senate and House of Representatives movement and drive these none caring, slow-moving, selfish people we elected out of their seats, and back home where they belong and elect someone who will compromise and work things through for the American people.