Category: "Messages"
Bloomberg: Just Another Democrat
Mr. Bloomberg has disappointed me. I just finished Ken Stern's book Republican Like Me: How I Left the Liberal Bubble and Learned to Love the Right, and I had a hopeful moment.
At its core, this book suggests that Americans still have a lot more that unites them than they do that divides them.
When Your Only Tool is a Hammer . . .
It's said that when your only tool is a hammer, everything looks like a nail. In that context I offer you this idiotic response to last week's attacks in Monsey:
We need stronger laws, tougher penalties, more stringent prosecution against hate crime.
Senator Richard Blumenthal, as quoted at New12 Connecticut, at 1:04.
The problem here is that Senator Dick is a law-maker. He apparently thinks that's his job. And while it might be a tool of it, and the primary one at that, his job is to represent us in Washington.
Sept. 11: Thank You
This September 11th, I'd like to just take a few moments to remember what our people died for.
They died for an idea, that idea being that individuals have rights, endowed by our creator, that these are individual rights afford to each and every person, and that these should be the foundation of every free state.
Memorial Day, 2018
I think it's worth honoring this day not only those who gave their lives, but also that which would compel a person to serve in the first place.
And this is an idea, enshrined in our constitution, that each and every person matters, that each voice be allowed to speak, and that we, all of us, are adult enough to be able to bear the thoughts and ideas of others, that the worst that will happen is that we will learn something.
They died that we may be free, that we may have the opportunity to take responsibility for our own lives, that we may invent, and grow, and pray, and play, and be ourselves.
And we may remember too that we made mistakes along the way, that people died and suffered who didn't need to, that people still do. But this doesn't dim the vision.
We are human. We are not perfect. But we do hold to a vision, to an ideal, to the notion that striving for it is worth our while and our lives.
And it is the men and women who have served that made this life and the near limitless opportunity before us possible.
Thank You. May we live our lives so as to honor what you have bequeathed us.
Putting the Horse Before the Cart
I almost bought an old skoolie today, the one you see above. I figured it would be a kick-ass way to start my listening tour. And then I ask myself if I'm not coming a little unhinged, putting the cart before the horse so to speak.
You see I only ended up checking it out because I was doing some research to be able to intelligently create the vision. I was looking for a price . . . . That's not really true either. I already knew the prices, and insurance costs, and how much daily operation could cost. Maybe I was actually looking for a deal so good I couldn't pass it up, maybe I just wanted to give myself a good kick in the ass and get things started.
