Monthly Archives: April 2013
Despite the happy news reports from the Lamestream Media that the economy is on the mend and the end of the housing meltdown, a record number of Americans are on food stamps. In 2012, the federal government spent $74.6 billion on food stamps, which was increase of 70% from the amount spent prior to the 2008 downturn. Now 15% of the populace or 47.8 million people on the Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program (SNAP).
In this artificially austere environment, the Obama Administration continues sharing the SNAP program for illegal aliens.
Judicial Watch has exposed documenst from the U.S. Department of Agriculture of Spanish language advertising campaign sent to the Mexican embassy advising people how to apply for food stamps in the United States. The salient detail is a statement that is both bolded and underlined which notes: “You need not divulge information regarding your immigration status in seeking this benefit for your children.”
So a government that is so supposedly cash strapped that it is laying off air traffic controllers, government contractors and risking military readiness continues a campaign for what the politically correct Obama Administration (and the White House stenographers working for the Associated Press) would label “undocumented immigrants.” Or as Jay Leno joked, “undocumented Democrats.”
Rather than appealing to Mexicans, maybe we should target our advertising to give succor to Chavistas, as America is currently being run like a banana republic, albeit without the comfy upscale clothing.
That if that fetus, or child, however you want to describe it, is now
outside of the mother’s womb and the doctor continues to think that it’s
non viable but there’s lets say movement or some indication that
they’re not just coming out limp and dead that in fact they would then
have to call in a second physician to monitor and check off and make
sure that this is not a live child that could be saved?
In a fluid investigation of an atrocity like the Boston Marathon Bombing, it is understandable the investigators might have false leads. But it is curious how Napolitano’s story has changed. On April 18th Big Sis sarcastically refused to answer any questions from Representative Jeff Duncan (R-SC 3rd) about any person in custody. Napolitano said on the record: :“I am unaware of anyone being deported for national security reasons
at all…again, I don’t think that he was
technically a person of interest or a suspect that was a wash”.
Less than a week later, Janet Napolitano testified before the Senate that the Saudi “student:
He was not on a watchlist. What happened is — this student was,
really when you back it out, he was in the wrong place at the wrong
time. He was never a subject. He was never even really a person of
interest. Because he was being interviewed, he was at that point put on a watchlist, and then when it was quickly determined he had nothing to do with the bombing, the watch listing status was removed..
Obviously, there was double speak from the Secretary in the DHS in that utterance as he was not on a watchlist before he was put on a watch list. And now the U.S. government officially does not know where this material witness to the Boston Bombing has gone.
Napolitano also relied on the student visa, where he was supposed to be a student at the University of Findley, except this foreign exchange student never showed up for classes in Northeast Ohio, yet managed to be front and center for the Boston Marathon when there was a terror attack. The government claims that the Saudi student transferred to Boston. The problem is that the University of Findley has no records of the transfer.
There continues to be a hub of strange activity about the Boston Marathon bombing, but the bizarreness continues to emanate from between the beltways in the District of Calamity. But if America is still has the rule of law instead of a rule of men, it might be woe for the most interesting Woman still in the Obama Cabinet.
h/t: The Blaze
As news of the death of longtime country star George Jones began to circulate, the aforementioned witticism was shared on social media. During his 69 year career in country music, Jones was renowned for his distinctive honky tonk phrasing and his hard-living lifestyle reputation. Jones was married twice before the age of 24 and had four marriages during his lifetime.
There, gleaming in the glow, was that ten-horsepower rotary engine
under a seat. A key glistening in the ignition. I imagine the top speed
for that old mower was five miles per hour. It might have taken an hour
and a half or more for me to get to the liquor store, but get there I
Jones perpetuated this hard living mythos with his hit “If Drinking Doesn’t Kill Me.” Jones did not make light of his addition to cocaine.
Now that his inner demons have been quelled by shedding his mortal coil, may George Jones rest in peace.
While catching up on reading others’ blogs, I came across an insightful article in by Rob Stroud in Mere Inklings, a site inspired by the storied Oxford writing circle which included J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis. The “Anticipation of Publication” piece considered the advent of the internet has inspired samizat cyber publications of works which might have been pre-emptively dismissed by traditional publishers as well as materials not ready for prime time which “the afore-insulted editors would formerly have protected the world from.”
Stroud’s essay considers the victory which a writer feels on spreading his work. But keeping true to Mere Inklings, he quotes a C.S. Lewis letter to his close friend Arthur Greeve’s upon the publication of Lewis’s first book of poetry:
So at last dreams come to pass and I have sat in the sanctum of a publisher discussing my own book (Notice the hideous vulgarity of success already growing in me). Yet—though it is very pleasant—you will understand me when I say that it has not the utter romance which the promise of it had a year ago. Once a dream has become a fact I suppose it loses something. This isn’t affectation: we long and long for a thing and when it comes it turns out to be just a pleasant incident, very much like others.
This cautionary humbling from Lewis caused me to contemplate why my blogging and writing is so meaningful to me.
Since I have seriously started writing, my spouse will occasionally complain that she is a blog widow when I get in my writing bubble. There are evenings when I am reminded that I do not have a deadline when I am trying to put a piece to bed. I find writing a personally rewarding avocation which might augment vocational pursuits. Previously, my pastimes used to be playing strategy oriented computer games and watching television. While I may watch some programs or play a game to unwind, writing gives me a means to channel my creative energy.
The compulsion about sharing thoughts about civics is deeply rooted in my character. I am inspired by Alexsandr Solzyhentsyn’s observation that “Literature transmits incontrovertible condensed experience from generation to generation.” Although opining on current events risks being exposed to being wrong, it can serve as a compelling journal of a journey to the truth. And as William Blake observed: “The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.”
It is their loss that most people choose to be more concerned about the Kardashians and the ilk rather than educate themselves about things that will truly shape their lives. Oscar Wilde noted: “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” I appreciate my writing as a conduit to living. But experience has shown that impact of ideas is not always indicated in site statistics.
|[L] Miguel de Unanumo|
In Miguel de Unamuno’s novel “La Tia Tula” (1921), the protagonist proclaims that there are three ways to change the world: 1) plant a tree 2) write a book or 3) raise a child. Rather than just grumble about the way things ought to be, I see writing for websites as a means to change the world, even in a small way.
Some people have offered kind words about my writing skill, which I deeply appreciate. But without the Internet, trying to get my style of commenting on public policy that has a short shelf life published would be a Sisyphean pursuit. Moreover, I know that my metier is composing a 700 word essay. That style tends to be too long for our byte sized information age. As Nathaniel Hawthorn quipped “Easy reading is hard writing.” Thus writing and blogging is a way to get my ideas across to the public, but one sometimes wonders if there is anybody out there.
By delving into blogging I needed to augment other nascent abilities, like graphic design, video production, animation and publicity. These skill sets are immediately applicable but should also be utilized in other pursuits in “the real world.” It also taps into inchoate interests, such as aphorisms, which had been dormant or previously underutilized.
While publishing on the internet diminishes the electric charge of seeing your handiwork in print, there still can be surprising instances of elation. I still revel in a public policy scrum on another blog when the professional cited my own research to me unknowingly. Or when covering an event, a person rushes across a quasi-basilica to ask about an article that I had published but mere hours beforehand.
Still, writing is in its nature a solitary pursuit in which one can question what impact is being made. Emily Dickenson lived a reclusive life whose oeuvres were virtually unknown during her lifetime. The specter of being perpetually obscure can be humbling. Although the internet does distribute publications to the world, but it is a question of whether anything breaks through the alluvia of information.
Jules Renard joked that: “Writing is the only profession where no one considers you ridiculous if you earn no money.” It is unclear if my endeavors will prove to be financially lucrative, but considering how much I draw from writing in being alive, striving to impact the world, creating something lasting and tapping into my associated other skills makes the effort seem worthwhile to me.