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If you go out and buy a cow-okay, you do have to go to auction but it’s a small price to pay-then you take it home it will eat and give you milk. The government, on the other hand and in particular congress, is bought at our expense by lobbyist with less-than honest agendas. So, buy a cow.

Last week was a horrible week, especially for those in Texas. The shootings at Fort Hood, the copycat shootings in Florida, and we lost a friend in an accident that can only be categorized as stupid and unforgivable. Sunday, a week ago, my husband bowled the luckiest game any bowler can ever wish for, and on Thursday evening a man who has always had a smile for everyone, also bowled a 300 game. He and his nephew chose to celebrate at a local club and around 2 in the morning the celebration ended with his death and the arrest of his nephew. It’s hard to conceive that a man can bowl the luckiest game of a bowler’s life and die in one of the unluckiest ways, but it happens when you mix alcohol and a vehicle. Because things are what they are in the world today, workforce wise, my husband and I will not be able to make it to his funeral this afternoon but we will miss his smile, his mild manner, and his bowling.

There are two things that I will never understand in this life; how the government can call itself a democracy and ignore the wishes and needs of it’s constituency, and why people do not decide to go home to celebrate a truly great event. I certainly do not understand Obama’s wish to put off the investigation of the shootings at Fort Hood, or why he wants to try the terrorist who murdered so many in a federal court as opposed to military court. I don’t understand why he chooses to give them the opportunity to walk away from murdering almost 3 thousand people…much of what is being done today, I do not understand. But, we need more cows and milk in government and less bull sh*t. We need laws that will make it mandatory for bartenders to call a cab for those who have had too much to drink, because without a law the customer is free to walk out the door. And, and this is the big one, we need our government to start putting the people first and the interest of lobbyist last.

Buy a cow and ride it home from the bar. Fire the politicians and hire men who have some interest in keeping this country free.

Okay, I do not care who you are; you’re not eating my cat. If you’re starving, I suggest Burger King-possibly you will eat an exotic hamburger of Kangaroo, but you’re not eating my cat.

Brenda and Robert Vale of New Zealand have studied the carbon emissions of pets and decided that we need to start eating the common “garden variety” cat, dog, and guinea pig? We have eaten deer that tasted like sage, fish that had a whang that could have been the result of mercury, and rabbit…don’t even ask, but my cat, dog, or if I had one, the guinea pig…not going to happen! There are nations of people that do eat dogs and cats; however, given the other available stock of meats and food sources, these people probably feel they have no choice. Not too many years ago, it was suggested that eating Mickey Mouse-taste like chicken-could supply a plentiful and alternative meat source. Even if rats tasted like roast beef, there would still be a great deal of hesitation on the part of most Americans to dive-in and eat a hearty rat burger, so the idea of eating one’s own pet…that’s not happening either.

The three things we know about our cat, he sleeps most of the time, he occasionally pukes due to eating too quickly, and his litter box works overtime. He doesn’t like people and that, I dare say, would not improve if he were living in fear of becoming the next meal. He has great long hair-the hairballs are another source of constant irritation around here-and he is not overly clean, although he constantly cleans himself between eating and sleeping. There is nothing that would make me look at this cat and think ‘gee, he might go well with beans and potato salad.’ And the dog, well, that’s another kettle of unclean fish altogether. He lives outside because he is too big, too nasty, and not a very bright fellow, but he does have a loveable nature about him. Eat him; forget about it, he doesn’t even smell appealing.

I’m afraid while some might be considering the delicacies of Kitty Fritters, Dog-Nuts, and Guinea Pig Pie, we will stick to the old standbys; the cow, the chicken, the fish, and the piggies. Given the choice between eating my cat or milkweed, the milkweed sounds great. We’ll just dash a bit of pepper juice on the stuff and hope the paramedics come to our rescue in good time.

Nancy Pelosi wants to call the “public option” the “consumer option” because it sounds better, and less threatening. Anything but the government option will do…she doesn’t want the people to think they have to pay for public option.

The latest in the health care debate on the public option is that it will be included, but states will have the “opt-out” solution. You have to love words in a set that include “out” because it sounds like something that you can “do without, get out of, or do not have to accept.” To opt-out would be the solution for those states whose constituents do not want the sweeping health reform that this Democratic-liberal congress is proposing, but it only applies to the public option and not the whole disarray of measures that will be leveled against the taxpayer. How could we “opt-out” of having to pay billions to trillions of dollars that will inevitably lead to more massive fraud, taxes, and national debt? There is the option I would like to see included in this health monstrosity of a bill.

Medicare, a poorly run government program at best, will be the hardest hit financially by this new history-making fraudulent program, and it is taxpayer funded. Nancy Pelosi, it appears, believes in some twisted-universe that the money congress spends does not come from the taxpayer’s pocket but is manna from Heaven. Nancy, dear, let me explain; Uncle Sam pays for government run programs with taxpayer dollars. The money that you and your fellow senators spend comes from every working Joe in the nation, not from Heaven. There are no solicitous cups that sit on sidewalks where the rich and generous throw off their change, but taxes that are paid yearly at an increasingly alarming rate because senators, like yourself, are unaware that people actually get up at 5 a.m., go to work, and unhappily hand over between 10 to 15 percent of their wages to the government.

Do you wonder who Ms. Pelosi thinks it is that pays for her to travel “in-stlye” aboard a jet airplane-several times a month to and from Washington D. C.? Perhaps that is the happy Air-Fairy with her little bag of quarters, dimes, and nickels, and they say there is no pot-of-gold at the end of a rainbow.

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