Thursday, June 25, 2009

Lost


I just read in the local news that two small children ages six and four have gone missing from the Roan Mountain rhododendron gardens where Carolyn and I visited yesterday. It surely happened after we left the area because there were no police cars around except for US park rangers. Hopefully they will be found unharmed. The elevation of the gardens is about 6,000 feet (1,829 meters) above sea level, and it can be very chilly there at night. You can see from yesterday's and today's photos how difficult it could be to find a kid in those thick bushes, and how isolated the area is with nothing but more mountains for miles around.
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Hopefully, Chris has a job. If it works out, it should take a lot of pressure off of Carolyn and myself; it has been very difficult to support four adults on what amounts to one income.
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Why is North Korea still a problem? Will not someone with balls and brains put an end to their dangerous posturing. Just do it, Obama! If you are waiting for the UN to act, we all will need to learn the Arabic language and learn just how to get to Mecca. If you are waiting for permission from China and/or Russia, you will be on old age pension wishing you had done something.
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The moral voice of the Republican Party has been playing hanky-panky? Oh, my! Governor Sanford of South Carolina has been doing a lot of lying; lying about his whereabouts, and lying in bed with a sweetheart down Argentina way. This is the same scripture spouting hypocrite whom voted to impeach President Clinton for getting oral sex while on the job. This is one of the most ironic and humorous antics of the ongoing demise of the Moral Majority and hopefully it will also sound the death knell of the Republican Party as it has become. Sanford may cry and pray and apologize his way back to his forgiving and wealthy wife's arms, and he may fool the voters of ultra-Republican South Carolina, but you bet bloggers like myself are not going to buy into it; it is time for us to kick ass and take names.

As for the state of South Carolina, I'm sure whatever you decide to do will be wrong; after all, you are the people whom in 1954 elected Strom Thurmond as your United States Senator and kept him in office for 46 years after he publicly said "I wanna tell you, ladies and gentlemen, that there's not enough troops in the army to force the Southern people to break down segregation and admit the nigra race into our theaters, into our swimming pools, into our homes, and into our churches." This is the same Strom Thurmond whom fathered a child by a woman of the "nigra race" and never publicly admitted it. Is this Mr. Lincoln's Republican Party?
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Damn; it feels good to feel good.
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I changed my video to The Platter's The Great Pretender. I will be posting more of their videos over the next few days. They were my favorite group of the late 1950's, and as late as 1970 had sold more singles and albums combined than had Elvis or the Beatles.

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4 comments:

Anonymous said...

The Platter's...
Mmm, melodic, rhythmic, clear words - very nice!
I like chorus as an echo: oooooo! And once again: oooooo! ... written in my language of course.;-))

It's raining in Warsaw. It's heavily raining.

Anonymous said...

Most of the Platter's music was along this line, but there are very few quality videos of them on the net. Ah! You speak the universal language?! It is a language that needs no words. :-)

We are having hot, humid weather with mostly clear skies; typical summer.

I hope you are feeling much better; you may be in Warsaw, but your thoughts are in Crete and your heart is in Rome.

Pa, my friend.
Być dobrze ... be well.

Mark said...

Hopefully they found those kids.

Sanford is a fool. However some of us already knew that. It seems South Carolina is just a little slow in its politics.

Anonymous said...

South Carolina isn't much worse than the rest of the old south, including Tennessee. Some states like Florida, Virginia, and North Carolina are at least somewhat in the 21st century.

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