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Mrs. Dan O and I were at Sam's Club one night last week and there was a wares hawker at the end of the lotions & potions aisle.
She came up to us, greeted us, then said, "Put your wrist out."
Mrs. Dan O told her not if it had anything to do with perfume because she
has asthma & allergies. The lady said "No nothing like that.", but
then looked at me and said "How about you, will you stick your wrist
I asked warily, looking suspiciously around behind her, "Why do you have handcuffs?"
She smiled, let out a little laugh and said, "No. I don't have any handcuffs."
I replied, "Then what fun is that?" and walked away.
DeflateGate: Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me?! This bullshit dominated the airwaves this week. Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me?! Who fucking cares about football air pressures? Not even an interesting diversion from the real serious things that should be talked about. I wouldn't know Tom Brady from a dog turd on the sidewalk, Bill No-Personality Belichick means nothing to me. Ban them both from the Super Bowl for all I care. Or don't. Football air pressure? SERIOUSLY?! Fuck!
SOTU: Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me?! Anyone who still cares what the Piece-of-Shit in-Chief has to say is a fucking bigger idiot than Obama himself. The son of a bitch is the dumbest educated fuck on the planet. Why someone hasn't...never mind, I won't finish that thought. At least not in print.
The DOJ/FBI on Ferguson: If you needed yet another autopsy and investigation to conclude the same as the previous 2 (3?), you are as stupid and ignorant as that fucking waste of flesh Al Not-So-Sharpton. Fuck him and fuck you.
How am I doing so far? The top 3 stories this whole week were nonsense. Pure, fucking, ignorant nonsense.
I have no sympathy for dead thugs. Mikey "St. Swisher Sweets" Brown; " I can't Breathe" Garner; et al, are dead because they were criminals that refused to submit to police and caused their own deaths. Period.
If you are too stupid, closed-minded or racist to understand that, I don't give a shit.
No matter how minor your initial crime or how innocent you are or believe yourself to be, if you resist arrest and/or disobey simple directives of police officers and/or brandish any weapon or perceived weapon towards a police officer, YOU are responsible for any resulting injury, up to and including death.
Skin color, ethnicity or any other real or imagined bias is irrelevant.
I am no blind-faith supporter of police. But, I have no problem with them defending themselves and the law-abiding public against ignorant, dangerous thugs who believe they don't have to follow the law.
Bourbon drinking, cigar smoking U.S. Citizen by birth.
Married to the same woman since 1984.
Father of 2 sons.
U.S. Navy veteran (1980-86)
Volunteer Firefighter (1988-2007)
I know what I like and what I don't. I know what I believe and what I don't. Here is where I may or may not write about it.
A Com-Post is where I use what was to be a comment on someone else's blog and it ended up being long enough for a post on my own blog. Why waste my witty, insightful prose on someone else's blog, when mine is in such need of content? Full linkage and credit to original Blog and Post are always included.