Where am I...

Reading the news over the last few days has made me question... am I even on the same planet anymore.

Politically Correct Night Before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas and Santa’s a wreck…
How to live in a world that’s politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to “Elves”.
“Vertically Challenged” they were calling themselves.
And labour conditions at the North Pole
were alleged by the union to stifle the soul.

Four reindeer had vanished, without much propriety,
Released to the wilds by the Humane Society.
And equal employment had made it quite clear
That Santa had better not use just reindeer.
So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid
Were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid!

The runners had been removed from his sleigh;
The ruts were termed dangerous by the E.P.A.
And people had started to call for the cops
When they heard sled noises on their rooftops.
Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened.
His fur trimmed red suit was called “Unenlightened.”

And to show you the strangeness of life’s ebbs and flows,
Rudolf was suing over unauthorised use of his nose
And had gone on Geraldo, in front of the nation,
Demanding millions in over-due compensation.
So, half of the reindeer were gone; and his wife,
Who suddenly said she’d enough of this life,
Joined a self-help group, packed, and left in a whiz,
Demanding from now on her title was Ms.

And as for the gifts, why, he’d never had a notion
That making a choice could cause so much commotion.
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur,
Which meant nothing for him. And nothing for her.

Nothing that might be construed to pollute.
Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot.
Nothing that clamoured or made lots of noise.
Nothing for just girls, or just for the boys.
Nothing that claimed to be gender specific.
Nothing that’s warlike or non-pacifistic.

No candy or sweets…they were bad for the tooth.
Nothing that seemed to embellish a truth.
And fairy tales, while not yet forbidden,
Were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden.
For they raised the hackles of those psychological
Who claimed the only good gift was one ecological.

No baseball, no football…someone could get hurt;
Besides, playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
Dolls were said to be sexist, and should be passe;
And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.
So Santa just stood there, dishevelled, perplexed;
He just could not figure out what to do next.

He tried to be merry, tried to be gay,
But you’ve got to be careful with that word today.
His sack was quite empty, limp to the ground;
Nothing fully acceptable was to be found.
Something special was needed, a gift that he might
Give to all without angering the left or the right.

A gift that would satisfy, with no indecision,
Each group of people, every religion;
Every ethnicity, every hue,
Everyone, everywhere…even you.
So here is that gift, it’s price beyond worth…
May you and your loved ones, enjoy peace on Earth.

Blessed Samhain

I wish each and every one a Blessed Samhain. I hope this wondrous time of year finds you and yours healthy and happy.

Technology at its finest

Kitty love

Shameless pet blogging.

Dare to be Different

Out front I have a lilac bush, that every year, decides to toss out one set of white flowers amongst the purple ones. This year was no exception. It reminds me of people who refuse to follow the norm set by society, in a good way. It dares to be different. I see a lot of that lately. People who refuse to conform to the idiotic rules set by a society that is being overrun by government officials with no working brain cells.

People claim all laws are passed to "make all of our lives better." Oh really! We have a sue happy society who can't support themselves without the government's help. We have citizens who don't know the word NO. They don't understand what working for a living actually means. We have hate crime enhancers that apply only to white people. We have specially funded colleges for everyone, except again, for the white male. And when someone tries to organize a college scholarship for said white males, he is ridiculed and called a racist. No child let behind, that is churning out kids left and right into society that can not even think for themselves, read above a sixth grade level (if that), or do basic math without a calculator. (But can probably text 100 words per minute on their expensive cell phones) Young adults are being told they can not pray to their chosen God during their commencement ceremonies, because it breaks one law or another. (Freedom of speech? Where) Political correctness has gotten completely out of control. (pretty soon you won't be able to call the sky blue, or the grass green) We have law makers more worried about pacifying the minority, then worrying about ways to actually fix a severely broken system.

It is time society, as a whole, gets off their collective butts and starts doing something about this. Remember, even a small voice can be heard, when added to others. Be a rebel. Stand up for yourself. Speak your mind. Don't be afraid of standing out in a crowd. (others may just be waiting for someone like you to start the change)

Be that White Lilac. Dare to be different!

Ithaca Superintendent asks Gov. Snyder to 'convert my school to a prison.'

Ithaca Superintendent asks Gov. Snyder to 'convert my school to a prison.': "Superintendent Nathan Bootz has asked Governor Rick Snyder to “convert my school to a prison.” What questions do you want NBC25 to ask the superintendent?"

I read the letter he sent, and I absolutely loved the wording and logic he used. I wonder if he is interested in moving to Wisconsin. Prisons are getting so many amenities now a days, it is more like a dayem hotel then a place to pay for your crimes. It's sickening.