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5.17.2010

Liberalism a la Survivor

I'm a fan of Survivor. I haven't seen every season - maybe just a handful. But, the times I HAVE seen it - I've enjoyed it. I especially enjoyed the last 2 seasons. Why? Russell.

This guy played the game. He made no excuses - he was who he was and he played them ALL. Did he win? No. Well, he won fan favorite both times, but that's beside the point.

He was called a villain and a loathsome human being by a bunch of folks - including my husband. I liked the fact that he was a villain. He knew it, and he had no qualms about it nor did he ever stray or hesitate.

Russell never pretended he was anything more than a player. That's not to say that I condone his tactics. His techniques may not have been moral or right, but it was just refreshing to see someone put themselves out there - sores and all. Simple. Obvious. Honest.

Rupert, on the other hand, was a "hero". Whatever. He's a liberal. Well, he's a perfect example of a liberal. In his jury address to Russell, Rupert went on a tear and chastised Russell in such a veracious but venomous tone - you could literally feel the hatred.

Rupert then went on to say how he himself lied and manipulated BUT... and therein lies the heart of liberalism - the but. It's not that lying and manipulation is bad per se - in fact, it's kinda evil - it's just that when a liberal adopts those traits - they're justified. Their motives are good - ergo the means justify the ends. The worst part of it is the fact that most folks give that kind of dung a pass. No stink there!

Onward!

5.07.2010

The Love is Gone

Sparked by a true interest to get to know you better, I made the first move. The more I learned about you, the more I wanted to know. Every new chapter was a revelation. You made my head spin with all your drama. Every page - a sweet, sweet taste of the real you. Mexico, I was charmed. I was beguiled. I was lusting for the next morsel.

Daily, I found myself adding more and more related Mexican history books to my Amazon reading wish list. Then, with only 100 more pages to go, quite suddenly, the romance was over. Oh, Fire and Blood: A History of Mexico, will I ever finish you now?

Nothing turned my stomach more than the last few weeks of watching the Mexican novela playing out in my beloved United States of America. The disgustingly biased and partisan media - consistently portraying illegal aliens as suffering victims of racist Americanos. It was truly embarrassing and shameful to hear actual Americans lamenting a law that they had not even bothered to read - calling the law nazi and gestapo.

Then, the 5th of May mexi-milieu at Live Oak High School - students getting sent home because they were wearing an American flag. Truly flabbergasting!

Mexico, have you not learned anything from your own history? Have you not learned that you are your own worst enemy? Have you not noticed that your own countrymen are leaving you in droves? You're like that 45 year old heterosexual guy who can't understand why he's still single. The jig is up pal. Take a good look in the mirror. You suck.

5.02.2010

A Pro-Choicer's 'You Betcha' Moment

The Daily Texan, the student newspaper from my beloved alma mater, The University of Texas, headlined the Palin speech as Abortion foes fired up by Palin and included a photo of 3 lackadaisical female protesters.

The lasses had the usual phoned-in, hand-made posters displaying the obligatory hanger and "if the embryo" and "choice" statements. The paper went on to note that while 900 had responded to the Facebook promo to protest the Palin appearance, less than 50 actually showed up and a majority of them were men.

Which of course leads me to ask - when it comes to a woman's right to "choose", why is a man's opinion considered not important or relevant? But, if the man is supportive and encouraging of a woman's "right to abort", his opinion is valued and welcomed? So, am I to assume that SUPPORT for abortion is the deciding factor as to whether a man's opinion is relevant or not? You betcha!

I guess when your moral compass has no inclination or notion of where north really is, you can pretty much go anywhere without worrying whether you've arrived at the right destination - cause every destination is right!

Onward!