Archive | August 22, 2019

Never Be Late …


A Priest was being honored at his retirement dinner after 35 years in the parish. A leading local politician and member of the congregation was chosen to make the presentation and to give a little speech at the dinner. However, he was delayed, so the Priest decided to say his own few words while they waited.

“Thank Goodness we Catholics have a wonderful sense of humor! I got my first impression of this parish from the first confession I heard here. I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place. The very first person who entered my confessional told me he had stolen a television set, and when questioned by the police, was able to lie his way out of it. He had stolen money from his parents; embezzled from his employer; had an affair with his boss’s wife; had sex with his boss’s 17-year-old daughter on numerous occasions and was arrested several times for public nudity. I was appalled that one person could do so many awful things. But as the days went on, I learned that the people of this congregation were not all like that and I had, indeed, come to a fine parish full of good and loving people.”

Just as the Priest finished his talk, the politician arrived full of apologies at being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and gave his talk.

“I’ll never forget the first day our parish Priest arrived 35 years ago,” said the politician. “In fact, I had the honor of being the first person to go to him for confession.”

Moral: Never, never be late.


Jimmy & Bubba


One day, Jimmy was walking down Main Street when he saw his buddy Bubba driving a brand new pickup. Bubba pulled up to him with a wide grin.

“Bubba, where’d you git that truck?”

“Tammie give it to me”, Bubba replied.

“She give it to ya? I know’d she wuz kinda sweet on ya, but a new truck?”

“Well Jimmy, let me tell you what happened. We wuz drivin’ out on County Road 6, in the middle of nowheres. Tammie pulled off the road, put the truck in 4-wheel drive, and headed into the woods. She parked the truck, got out, threw off all her clothes and said, ‘Bubba, take whatever you want.’ So I took the truck!”

“Bubba, yore a smart man! Her clothes woulda never fit ya!”


ON MY SOAPBOX…That Suede Belt

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Perhaps you have read my previously posted, allegedly….but probably not true, story titled The Gingham Dress. This is a similar, but definitely true, story that happened to me.

I was twenty-two years old. I had just moved to Fort Smith, Arkansas. Obviously, my number one priority was to find employment. I bought a newspaper and searched the want ads for available jobs. The first one I noticed was a job opening for a sales clerk at a place called The Boston Store. I had never been in sales before but I needed a job.

Although it had been over five years since Nancy Sinatra topped the charts with “These Boots Are Made For Walking” mini skirts and boots were still the style in Fort Smith. I donned my mini skirt and boots and headed out for my job interview at The Boston Store. I was introduced to the Personnel Manager. After we talked a short while, he picked up the phone and made a call. I only heard his side of the conversation, it went like this:

Good morning, Geneva. Do you have an opening in the hosiery department? (Pause) Well, make one…by Monday morning.

He told me to report to Geneva in the hosiery department the following Monday morning at 9:00. I was so happy to have a job.

The Boston Store was a very pricey, tri-level, family-owned store in a shopping mall. The Neigh (rhymes with high) family owned the store. I soon learned that Randy Neigh was the big man in charge. Sears and J.C. Penney’s were located in the same mall, just a short walk from where I worked. I spent all my lunch breaks killing time in these two affordable stores.

One day while at work, I noticed an old lady admiring a belt in the accessories department. I felt so sorry for her. She looked so poor, she was dressed like a gypsy. She picked the belt up, looked at the price and placed it back on the rack. The next day, the same lady was back again, looking at the same belt.

When I had no customer, I went over and started a conversation with the gypsy lady. “I have noticed you admiring that belt, it is also one of my favorites.” She was very friendly and replied, “Since I retired I enjoy wasting my time in the mall, I don’t buy much but I enjoy looking just the same.” It broke my heart…I said, “Ma’am, it is wrong for me to say this since I work here, but the same identical belt is available at Sears for one third the price.” She thanked me, I smiled and went back to the hosiery counter.

Geneva approached me and asked what Mrs. Neigh and I were talking about? It turns out that Gypsy Lady was Randy Neigh’s Very Rich Mother. Oh my! I wonder where I will be working tomorrow?

Early the next morning, I watched as Randy Neigh came down the escalator (like a Trump moment) and walked straight toward Geneva and me. He said, “Good morning, Sheila. My Mother is the largest shareholder of The Boston Store. When she demands action be taken it is not questioned. (At this point, I was ready to pick up my purse and go punch out.) Then he continued, “She has demanded that I give you an immediate pay increase. It should be reflected in your next paycheck.”

I was in shock, Geneva was in shock…..and I actually think Randy Neigh may have been in shock.

I don’t think I even said “Thank You” to Randy Neigh. I did watch for, but never seen, Gypsy Lady again. I would have definitely said “Thank You” to her.

In retrospect, I would have purchased  that wine colored suede belt for The Rich Gypsy Lady…even if it meant putting it on lay-a-way for a few months.


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The Gingham Dress

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AN ALLEGED  TRUE STORY…. by Malcolm Forbes


A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment into the Harvard University President’s outer office. The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods, country hicks had no business at Harvard & probably didn’t even deserve to be in Cambridge.

“We’d like to see the president, “the man said softly.

“He’ll be busy all day,” the secretary snapped.

“We’ll wait,” the lady replied.

For hours the secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away. They didn’t, and the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the president, even though it was a chore she always regretted.

“Maybe if you see them for a few minutes, they’ll leave,” she said to him!

He sighed in exasperation and nodded. Someone of his importance obviously didn’t have the time to spend with them, and he detested gingham dresses and homespun suits cluttering up his outer office.

The president, stern faced and with dignity, strutted toward the couple.

The lady told him, “We had a son who attended Harvard for one year. He loved Harvard. He was happy here. But about a year ago, he was accidentally killed. My husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him, somewhere on campus.”

The president wasn’t touched. He was shocked.

“Madam,” he said, gruffly, “we can’t put up a statue for every person who attended Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery.”

“Oh, no,” the lady explained quickly. “We don’t want to erect a statue. We thought we would like to give a building to Harvard.”

The president rolled his eyes. He glanced at the gingham dress and homespun suit, then exclaimed, “A building! Do you have any earthly idea how much a building costs? We have over seven and a half million dollars in the physical buildings here at Harvard.”

For a moment the lady was silent. The president was pleased. Maybe he could get rid of them now.

The lady turned to her husband and said quietly, “Is that all it cost to start a university? Why don’t we just start our own?” Her husband nodded. The president’s face wilted in confusion and bewilderment.

Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford got up and walked away, traveling to Palo Alto,California where they established the university that bears their name, Stanford University, a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about.

You can easily judge the character of others by how they treat those who they think can do nothing for them.


A Simple Solution…

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When one tries to reason with a lefty Democrat, remember you are dealing with a person who believes that a man can be a woman and a woman can be a man and that such a delusion should be encouraged, not discouraged. Discouragement of the delusion is considered immoral and bigoted. Thus, our society has unnecessary dilemmas concerning bathrooms, athletic competition at all levels, and “pronoun” controversies subjecting ourselves to all manner of laws, rules, regulation and more needless government control.

Here is a suggestion to break the left’s ridiculous gender ideology and denial of biological reality.

President Trump should make a declaration that he is identifying as a woman. The left will have to admit the absurdity of their gender ideology or accept and celebrate “Donna Trump” as the first woman president, thus beating Hillary, Liz Warren, Amy Klobuchar, Kamala Harris and Kirsten Gillibrand to the glorious goal of one of their female firsts.

Furthermore, if he remains married to Melania he will also be the first gay president and the first lesbian president. He will also be the first lesbian president married to an immigrant! What a most glorious event for the democrats to celebrate.

Don’t you just love it when a plan comes together!





The Editor:  What in the name of goodness is Social Credit Score, LL ?

Equifax Cat:  For our new readers here is how a credit score works.  It is a long article.  Your financial credit score has morphed into a tool for your insurance company to raise rates and potential employers to not hire you.

A Social Credit Score will work very much like a Financial Credit Score.  The big difference is the government in partnership with companies like Google, Twitter, Apple, and other electronic companies will gather all information that you look up or send and use that to rank what type of person you are.  The Chinese are already doing it.  Read the first article carefully.

They will censor, cancel, or limit what you can look-up or send.  They are already cancelling accounts of conservative sites, even Congress members.  China forbids Twitter but takes out ads on it to smear the Honk Kong protesters.

Here are the goals from the company owners and spokespeople.   Climate change, open borders, electronic voting with no ID, gun control, taxpayer financed abortions, one justice system for the rich–and another for the rest, and many more social changes are their goals.


From: Hank Ashmore

The Deplorable Infidel


“It is the nature and intention of a constitution to prevent governing by a party, by establishing a common principle that shall limit and control the power and impulse of party, and that says to all parties, thus far shalt thou go and no further. But in the absence of a constitution, men look entirely to party; and instead of principle governing party, party governs  principle. An avidity to punish is always dangerous to liberty. It leads men to stretch, to misinterpret, and to misapply even the best of laws. He that would make his own liberty secure must guard even his enemy from oppression; for if he violates this duty he establishes a precedent that will reach to himself.”

Thomas Paine, 1795


“The mobs of great cities add just so much to the support of pure government, as sores do to the strength of the human body. It is the manners and spirit of the people which preserve a republic in vigor. A degeneracy in these is a canker which soon eats to the heart of its laws and constitution.”

Thomas Jefferson


“If the liberties of America are ever completely ruined, of which in my opinion there is now the utmost danger, it will in all probability be the consequence of a mistaken notion of prudence, which leads men to acquire in measures of the most destructive tendency for the sake of present ease. When designs are formed to rase the very foundations of a free government, those few who are to erect their grandeur and fortunes upon the general ruin, will employ every art to sooth the devoted people into a state of indolence, inattention and security… They are alarmed at nothing so much, as attempts to awaken the people to jealousy and watchfulness; and it has been an old game played over and over again, to hold up the men who would rouse their fellow citizens and countrymen to a sense of their real danger, and spirit them to the most zealous activity in the use of all proper means for the preservation of the public liberty, as pretended patriots, intemperate politicians, rash, hot-headed men, Incendiaries, wretched desperadoes, who, as was said of the best of men, would turn the world upside down, or have done it already.”

Samuel Adams, 1771



“If our country is to survive and prosper, we must summon the courage to condemn and reject the liberal agenda, and we had better do it soon.”

-Walter Williams-



The Democratic presidential candidates are threatening to load the Supreme Court with progressives if the present Court does not rule in their favor. The definition of treason is “the crime of betraying one’s country, especially by attempting to kill the sovereign or overthrow the government”. If overthrowing the Supreme Court is not betraying one’s country and attempting to kill the sovereignty of this nation, I don’t know what is. Their goal is to destroy this republic!



“The issue today is the same as it has been throughout history, whether man shall be allowed to govern himself or be ruled by a small elite.”

Thomas Jefferson