Showing posts with label 7/11. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 7/11. Show all posts

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Texas Textbooks Rewritten


My son and I usually take a walk after dinner. More often than not, we stop halfway at our local 7/11 for a snack. Yesterday, we happened to be following a man who also appeared to be heading that way. Arriving there, I stayed outside while my son went in. When he came back out, sucking on a Coke can, he told me what had transpired inside.

Apparently, the man we had been following came in to the 7/11 in search of Aleve. The Indians behind the counter were either indifferent, or they couldn’t understand what the man was saying. In short, the man’s inquiries were met with shrugs.

It was at this point that my son turned to the man and said, “My father’s outside. He has a doll with your name on it and he’s sticking pins in its head. For ten dollars I’ll go outside and tell him to stop.”

The Gulf oil spill represents a big headache for our president. He has gathered the sum total of his brain trust (‘global warming’ scientists, socialist academics, and ‘green’ technical experts) at the White House to solve the problem. They all shrug. Obama refuses to talk with Tony Heyward and others. He declines overseas offers of help in a rare display of patriotic pride. He does not attend Memorial Day services at Arlington Cemetery. He does attend a Paul McCarthy concert. In other words: fiddling while Rome burns.

At some point, an idea that might actually work (to halt the gusher) will breach the White House cordon. It will be an idea that originates from outside the box that defines the president’s ideological agenda. It may be something simple like prayer. Or, it might involve words that George W. Bush is known to have had trouble pronouncing.

Will this (our) president go for it? Unlikely. More like Carter’s 444 days and beyond. A presidency crashing like an oil-weary pelican; the 3-D media-sponsored illusion of governmental omnipotence shattered beyond redemption, to be swept under the proverbial rug until that time when Texas textbooks can be re-written once again.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Too Many Accidents


Mike – You seem to accept that the Gulf spill was an accident. I’ve seen or heard nothing so far that would explain what actually happened. There have been too many 'accidents' lately: the election of Obama for one; the collapse of the housing market for another; banking; the continuing collapse of the economy; errant stock market gyrations, and now Deepwater Horizon.

So far: only blame-shifting - no credible explanation as to how any of these happened. We know how the World Trade Towers came down. (The Halliburton-installed sprinkler systems failed to work, no doubt.) Too many witnesses. Now we are asked to believe that Islamic terrorists had nothing to do with it. What was it then? Some kind of domestic overseas contingency operation? (Whatever ‘contingency’ or any word means anymore.) And before that, there had been any number of poorly explained plane crashes that were said to be ‘accidents’ even though in at least one of these the black box revealed someone yelling “Allah Akbar” as the aircraft plunged.

Then there was the government’s attempt to blame the sinking of the Cheonan on a flock of birds. That one didn’t wash, but they nevertheless tried. Then there was the would-be Times Square bomber - a white guy who didn’t like health care reform. The list of attempted deception goes on and on.

The Deepwater Horizon disaster has been handled similarly. (The Halliburton- installed sprinkler systems failed to work.) We don’t know the cause. None of the survivors have been publicly interviewed. In fact, it almost seems like a news blackout is in effect.

I happened to be at a local 7/11 yesterday. A woman came in with a toddler. She let him run around the store while she was making coffee for herself. The toddler brushed up against a shelf of pickle jars. One of these dislodged, fell to the floor and broke. Both, woman and child froze. Gathering herself, she looked down at the child and shouted. “Now look what you’ve done! Pick that up right away!”

Enuff said.