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SYNDROME IS A CREEP


everythingsexist

Once we label everything as sexist…

Heh! Heh! Heh!

NOTHING IS!

SYNDROME IS A CREEP


everythingracist

Once we label everything as racist…

Heh! Heh! Heh!

NOTHING IS!

Gumball Really?


Roy Beck is actually against legal immigration. Legal Immigration. Why? Because Legal Immigration (unlike Open Borders) takes in the Best and Brightest from the world.

Oh yeah, we can’t have that.

As you’d expect, Roy Beck takes the easiest, laziest route by identifying the problem that everyone else is already aware of. And he does it with Brightly Colored Candy (Bright Colors and Sweeties holds the attention of the rubes)! As always, Roy disregards the hard part: a solution.

Roy Beck’s gumball show, like Al Gore’s slideshow, is the man’s vaudeville shtick, and he’s been doing some form of it for about the last 30 years (this one is from 2010, updated from his 1996 video). You would think after Three Long Decades, Roy could have figured out something, “Anything” that would lend credence to his glib summation at the end.

Some people are calling this “Brilliant”, but even Roy admits that he originally created it to hold the attention of a 7th grade level of children. When Roy gives this presentation to adults, he is literally talking to them as if they were inexperienced kids. This demonstration was created for immature children who have no real world experience or the wisdom that comes from engaging with life.

“I developed the presentation after being invited to talk to my son’s 7th grade class about immigration. I looked for a way to easily communicate proportionality in a visual way.”
– Roy Beck, NumbersUSA

You would think that after Three Long Decades, Roy could have inspired at least six people (I’m only asking for one person every five years here), to form a think tank that could figure out the solution that Roy Beck can not. Maybe the solution doesn’t exist, or maybe the people who could think of one haven’t immigrated here yet. Or maybe they have legally immigrated here but Roy doesn’t want to talk to them, because gumballs.

The #1 reason legal immigrants come here is because the U.S. has opportunities that their own countries do not – and will never have.

What kind of difference do we expect a brilliant, but lower caste, woman engineer to make in India?

What kind of difference do we expect a poor non-Muslim man to make in Iran? Syria? Lebanon? DuBai?

What kind of difference do we expect a brilliant but poor Muslim man with three daughters and no sons to make in Iraq? Afghanistan? Pakistan? Palestine? Egypt? Turkey?

What kind of difference do we expect a poor single mother with children to make in Mexico? Honduras? Congo? Belize? Brazil? Columbia? Cuba?

What kind of difference do we expect a poor single mother with child to make in China?Ā  Indonesia? Nigeria? Ethiopia? Sudan?

In impoverished countries, the best and brightest don’t rule the nation and have no opportunity to actively participate in their nation building. In impoverished nations, the wealthiest, most vicious, most bloodthirsty, most competitively narcissistic rule.

In impoverished nations, the absolute best the “Best Agents of Change” in that country can do is legally immigrate to America. Which is why they do that. Which is how the United States of America was created in the first damn place. Not because it’s the easiest way, but because there is no other way.

Enjoy the gumball video.

REMEMBER WHEN TEACHERS USED TO SAY…


teachers

Remember when teachers used to say ‘You won’t have a calculator everywhere you go.’ Well, we showed them.

Remember when teachers used to say, “Did you bring enough for everybody?”

Me: ‘My parents can’t afford a notebook for everybody!’
Teacher: ‘No, I meant your-‘
Me: ‘Or pencils. Come on, Mrs. Foresmo! Why should my folks be the ones who supply my whole class?’
Teacher: I’m talking about-‘
Me: ‘I have enough paper for everyone, but my own supply is going to go real quick.’
Teacher: ‘Feo, you know what I’m-‘
Me: ‘We’re kinda scraping by, why should we have to supply everyone else?’
Teacher: ‘THE CANDY! YOUR CANDY!’
Me: ‘My Squirrel Nut Zippers!’
Teacher: ‘YES! Your Squirrel-! …Your candy.’
Me: ‘My question still stands.’

Teacher gives silent hard look.

Teacher: ‘ “My question still stands”? Who taught you to talk like that?’
Me: ‘Perry Mason. It’s on right after Star Trek.’


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FOR MY SISTER LETY


Haven’t wanted to talk about this for a long time, but here goes.

Some of you may remember my sister Rachel who died from Ovarian cancer in 2014.
My sister Lety was having stomach problems that year, but ignored them and kept it from the rest of us so she – like us – could focus on doing whatever we could to care for Rachel.

After Rachel’s death, Lety’s pain was too much, she went to the hospital in November, and was diagnosed with stomach cancer.

There was well over a year of Chemo which seemed to help until late May of this year. Treatment was stopped as her cancer metastasized and Chemo would only make it worse.

Since then we did whatever we could to make Lety’s days as great as possible. She appeared to be doing pretty good without the Chemo and enjoyed long walks with the dogs.

We began to hope for some kind of remission.

5 weeks ago it suddenly hit her hard and it went quickly downhill from there.

2x4letyMy sister died September 19, 2016.

We buried her September 26.

Lety’s happiness was giving to her friends and family. She was one of those people who could be counted on to be first to help with anything and everything. Such people have difficulty being the one who needs help, but it was because of her powerful character that she was the center of all our lives.

Lety is luckier than most, however, because she died surrounded by love. This unemployed little woman who would not, could not stop volunteering to physically help and be there for everyone, spent her last two weeks surrounded by a seemingly endless stream of people, who could gain nothing from their final compassion, but to know that Lety would be happy to see them one last time.

So many more came from all over the world. People Lety kept in touch with but had not seen in years. They came from other cities, other states, other countries. Not all of them arrived in time.

The funeral procession of cars was so long the police cleared the traffic on the I-45, in the fourth largest city in the U.S., so that the remains of one of Houston’s economically poorest citizens could travel to the final resting place.

To Leticia: for 21 years you were my Sister from another Mother.

Goodbye.

Craigslist Types


Mustang

 

So I get the email from a “Kd Waller”

Are you willing to let me have the car for free?

Ah! Obviously I forgot that it’s “Waste A Stranger’s Time” day.

Thanks for making the world a better place, Kd. I should have checked the calendar.

Kd apparently wasn’t aware that today is also “Blog Your Emails From Knuckleheads” day.

 

Simmer down you Rubes…


MnM Motivational

Melania & Michelle

One didn’t plagiarize the other’s speech, they both just read the same old Motivational Posters.

JULY 4th


As much as I love a Thanksgiving feast with the family, I prefer a July 4th feast with the family.

BBQ brings its own delights and the women are content to let the men F* up the meal. With women out of the mix, there is a general laid back attitude about the whole thing ‘cuz guys aren’t out to make everything “Perfect”.

We’re drinking beer while we cook – While We Cook – for crying out loud!

Kids and dogs are running around the yard screaming their heads off, laughing, playing, fighting, and as long as they don’t run into us or the hot cooker, we don’t care.

One of the house apes gets their feelings hurt
(“Rudy pushed me!”
“Rudy! Stop being an ass!”
“She started it!”
“*SHE* is six! Stop being an ass!”
“[sullen] …okay.” )

The men are all talking about what we talk about. The women are all talking about what they talk about. Nobody is worried how the day is going to turn out because come the night, our town is going to blow up the god damn sky while we sit on the curb and watch.

I think about the six years of my life in the military when I volunteered to put it all on the line. At that moment I potentially tripled or more the odds of my being maimed or killed in the next six years. I went out of my way to needlessly increase the risk to myself for a greater purpose than me. If I make it, I’ll have all the rest of my life for me.

In all that light shower and noise, the baby gets in my lap and put her hands over her ears while she watches in wonderment.

Out of nowhere my wife – the love of my life – leans over and kisses me.

A surprisingly beautiful firework blooms. Moments like this. It was all worth it.

DEAR PARANOID PEOPLE…


Dear Paranoid People...

Dear paranoid people who check behind their shower curtains for murderers, if you do find one…what’s your plan?

Assuming it’s a stranger who has no business being there, I’ll throw my body on top of them, wrapping them in the shower curtain, and while they are trapped, beat their head against the ceramic tile and metal faucets until they stop struggling.

If the person is a friend or family member who has no business being there, I’ll tell their Mom.

“You were gonna murder me? I’m telling your Mother!”

But I usually check behind the shower curtain because I’m paranoid about spiders.


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PERPETUAL BULLET: A Science Fiction Collection
A trove of previously published Science Fiction Horror Thriller – plus bonus stories
Featuring: Weird Sex, True Love, Monsters and Mayhem!
By E.C. McMullen Jr.
Now on sale for $9.00 in Trade Paperback and in eBook for $2.99 and available for your Android Tablet, iPad, Kindle, Nook, and every other “E”!
Find it at (Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Diesel, !ndigo, iTunes, KoboBooks, Smashwords, WHSmith, and more).

Also look for my story Cedo Looked Like People, in the anthology, FEAR THE REAPER, edited by Joe Mynhardt and available in Paperback and eBook.

Reap the rewards of movie making experience from the likes of Ray Bradbury, John Carpenter, Wes Craven, Tom Holland, Jeffrey Reddick, George A. Romero, ME, and many more, in the film making guidebook, HORROR 201: The Silver Scream.

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