This Blog Post is Bad and Raaaaaacist

How uncomfortable this election season must be for most Republicans.  They hate Democrats, but secretly also hate the Tea Party.  When it was convenient, they certainly wore the Tea Party’s Badge of Unfair Allegation of Racism upon their own breasts.  Yeahhh! We aren’t raaaaaacist!  You just hate our guts!!!!

I believed that response.  I actually believed that Tea Partiers who tended to share conspiracy theories (especially about Obama being a secret Muslim) were just a bit misguided, but still my ally.

Wrong.  Wrong

These people were in reality Trump supporters waiting to be . . . what?  Activated?  Motivated?  I can’t even begin to guess what motivates these individuals.  All I know is, they use the same arguments that leftists use.  They harass the same way that leftists do.

But we’re the bad guys, we who don’t fall into line and vote party loyalty ASAP.

I still have unanswered questions, by the way.  Question number one:  When folks raise up a candidate that is so awful, so indefensible that ‘movement conservatives’ rebel, saying “we aren’t down with that” well.  How do you then blame them for the fallout?

The answer, of course, is you just do.  Because they are not going along with the program.

Going against the program is bad, you know.

Trump-Induced Whiplash

Time for a dose of Trump-induced whiplash:

Trump Supporter Kayleigh McEnany on CNN:  “You are not a conservative if you do not support Donald Trump.

Trump, In His Own Words:  “It’s called the Republican Party, not the Conservative Party.”

I love in particular Kayleigh McEnany, starting about 20 seconds in:

“They are now all of the sudden concerned with conservative values?  Well where were they with John McCain?  Where was the ‘Never McCain’ Movement?  Where were they with Mitt Romney?  Where were they, leading the ‘Never Romney’ Movement?  The facts are, those movements didn’t exist.  What you have here is an establishment that is rejecting its voters . . . .”

Ha ha ha ha.  Ha ha,  hgah hahhahahahhahhhhhahaaaahahgaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!

Where were we, she asks?  Holding our noses and voting party loyalty.  That’s where we were.  The exact same place you argue we should be now, with your backhanded insult: You aren’t conservative if you don’t vote Trump!  So get in line and vote party loyalty!

Notice the last few seconds of Bruce Campbell’s laugh at the end of the “ha ha” video clip.  It’s more of a scream than a laugh.

I’m not laughing either.  I’m screaming.  Want to know why?  Because I’ve gotten the “where were you?” argument, a hundred times.  Only, back in the good old days, I got that argument from liberals:  “You want liberty?!?  Where were you when George Bush was eroding our liberty with the Payyytriot Act?!?” they would demand with froth upon their lips.

Now I’m accosted with the same question, but not from my political opponent.  Instead, I am accosted by those who ostensibly would be my political ally.  Except they are not.  Do you hear that, Trump supporters?  You are not my political ally.

 

 

Shameful Behavior

The Secret Shame of Middle-Class Americans:  they can’t come up with $400 for an unexpected expense.

A couple of things.  1:  a lack of funds should not be a source of shame.  Shame connotes the idea of wrongdoing.  Is the fact that you have no money the result of your own wrongdoing?  Then feel shame.  Otherwise, feel free to be poor with a guilt-free conscience.

2:   “I know what it is like to have to tell my daughter that I didn’t know if I would be able to pay for her wedding.”  That’s awkward.  I know what it is like to be a daughter who knows her parents shouldn’t pay for her wedding.  I explained it to my fiance, then prepared to explain to my parents, in the event that they attempt to do so anyway.

They knew better.  They did pay for my wedding dress, a perfect compromise because the investment amount was unknown and yet still manageable.  They certainly did not use retirement funds to pay for my wedding.

3:  “I know what it is like to have to borrow money from my adult daughters because my wife and I ran out of heating oil.”  Okay.  I remember a time in my youth when my dad had to borrow a bit of money from me.  Dad is accomplished, but also a man who puts principle and posterity ahead of his own prosperity.  Rather than causing him to be a sympathetic character, his willingness to borrow made him a heroic character in my eyes.

4:  Then, the writer wrote a lot of words, from which it is apparent I should have empathy for those with financial insecurity, financial fragility, and/or financial distress.  I want to have empathy, but the wordiness and the statistics make it hard.  Having lived a life of financial insecurity/fragility/distress, hearing that it is a “liquidity problem” makes me roll my eyes.  Someone with a billion dollars of physical assets can still suffer a “liquidity problem.”  The real source of a “liquidity problem:” the failure to live within your means.

5: The article continues with a lot more historical background about who can pay for what.  Then, it theorizes that credit card debt the main culprit.  I don’t doubt that credit card debt is huge, but I do wonder whether such debt is a cause or merely a symptom the real problem.  Perhaps the real problem is a deeper cultural issue.

6:  The article just keeps going.  I can’t even.  Given the fact that we can come up with $400 if unexpected circumstances require it right now, we must be considerably more successful than the article’s author?  Perhaps it is geographical difference in expenses, or the willingness to drive a POS car.  Or the fact that when extra money is coming in, we obsessively but unobtrusively hoard it.  I dunno.

7.  “And then, on top of it all, came the biggest shock, though one not unanticipated: college.”  M’kay.  Here’s the thing.  I didn’t expect my parents to pay for college education any more than I expected them to pay for a wedding.  And here we are today, a military family.  The expectation is not that we parents will pay for college.  Rather, we tell our sons:  if you can’t get an athletic or academic scholarship, you can go ROTC or enlist and use the GI Bill or go “Seaman to Admiral.”  Or . . . (seriously scandalous these days) you can attend a trade school and learn a skilled trade instead of college.

8.  Thank you Neal Gabler for giving me a reason to post after a long hiatus.  I hope you find a reason to take that brown bag off you and your family’s heads.

9.  As a blogger that vowed not to disappear and yet did with no explanation, I have a real reason for shame.  Fellow bloggers and other readers:  I am so sorry.  I loved writing yet never imagined how much I would love not writing.  Not writing is both easy, and fun.  Given this fact, I’m not sure when I’ll post next.

What I’ve Learned: Tending to the Garden

I’ve been quite neglectful of my blog garden, and you readers are always so understanding.

Thanks for that.

Over at Da Tech Guy, where I am still faithfully blogging once a week, I recently lamented the fact that I live in a seemingly impenetrably blue district.

In my really real world, I have hit yet another wall in that endeavor known as Teaching Older Son Math.  I have fled my free-wheeling ways and started teaching straight from a textbook again.  Standardized testing in May will give me an idea of how much progress has been made.

I haven’t posted about my garden since July 2013, and a follow-up post is in order.  I had a really successful crop of yams.  Between the periodic harvest of “just enough for tonight’s dinner” and the two major harvests (first when I pulled up all I found, then when husband turned the plot over and found a bunch more), we easily grew ten pounds worth.

Nevermind the fact that yams are less than a dollar a pound, meaning that this crop was worth less than ten dollars.  It’s all about the learning curve, and the satisfaction derived from growing your own food.

Especially when the crop is not devoured by cut worms.

The asparagus that I planted has predictably not provided anything more than salad garnish.  But.  I planted it against the side of the house, and it has unintentionally prevented soil erosion from the gutter run off.  So I’ve got that going for me.

This year, I have kept the peppers and tomatoes in pots on the porch, in an effort to keep the bugs away.  Also, I’ve chosen the types that mature quicker, so no beefsteak tomatoes or bell peppers for me.  It’s all about the banana pepper and the cherry tomato.

A second generation of yams, sprouting from the bounty of last year, is well on its way to thriving.  I added summer squash and okra plants, and they are growing.  We’ll see how much actual produce they, well, produce.

The mint cannot be eradicated.  It now grows all throughout the garden plot, and I just keep pulling it up when it gets too competitive with the rest of the garden.

Cilantro seems to love the Tampa climate.  I should have started with that herb, instead of the Italian parsley that has refused to die and yet refused to thrive for a whole year.

Have a great week, everyone.  Here’s a pic of some of my harvest, including our garnish-sized asparagus, oranges from our Charlie Brown orange tree, and limes from our neighbor’s tree:

Tampa Harvest

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Okay, I’ll see you when I see you.  Hopefully soon, I really need to post about my garden.

Video: President Obama– Insurance Salesman

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When President Obama is done in Washington DC, maybe he can come join me in my profession. He seems to like pushing product.

Sales Tip:  President O, you will not make many sales when you encourage people to drop their cell phones or cable TV…people actually like that stuff.

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A Post List

I keep failing to link to my work over at the Da Tech Guy. So I’ve got quite the list.  As you will see, I am really stuck on the subject of education, but hey.  I’s kinda my raisin duh etra lately. I did throw in a little about food, and about introversion.

Dot Gov Sites for Children: We Make Propaganda Fun!

Our History, Gone Like a Dream of Yesterday

Common Core Standards:  The Measuring Stick with no Measurements

The Culmination of Progressive Education

With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility

The Post in Which the Introvert Navel-Gazes

Okay then, folks.  Click em and read em if you have the time and inclination.  I sure appreciate every single reader I get, now that I’m no longer as dependable nor sociable a blogger.

 

 

 

 

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