Bad Word- Liberal
Since when did being a liberal become such a bad word? Today, Mitt Romney and John McCain accused each other of being a liberal. "Oh my, say it aint's so." I remember as a child, when the worst thing you could call someone was a communist. In fact, my Dad, would say "he would rather be red, than dead."
The Democrats are bringing up race and gender, so I guess the Republicans need to bring up something that is as scary to some as a woman President or African American president, so they are calling each other liberals.
It is like the song, "I can sing better than you. No, you can't. Yes, I can." "No, you can't." Yes, I can." "No, you can't." It is like Mitt and John are saying to to each, "You are a Liberal." No I'm not." "Yes, you are." "No, I'm not." It is like Will Rogers said, "I don't do political jokes, because too often they are elected."
I guess my question is why would anything want to be president? And than spend millions and millions of money to become president? I think we should just save all the money the politicians spend and use it for health care, or our economy, or getting us out of Iraqi.
I would vote enthusiastically for the person, man, woman, child, white, black, green, who said they were only going to spend a couple thousand dollars to run for President. That person, I would believe wanted to make a difference, and wasn't just on a power trip. I won't even mind if they were a liberal black lesbian midget.
"Territorial Governors--are nothing but politicians who go out to the outskirts of countries and suffer the privations there in order to build up stakes and come back as United States Senators." Mark Twain's Autobiography
"No matter how healthy a man's morals may be when he enters the White House, he comes out again with a pot-marked soul." quoted in My Father Mark Twain, Clara Clemens
"History has tried hard to teach us that we can't have good government under politicians. Now, to go and stick one at the very head of the government couldn't be wise." New York Herald, 8/26/1876
"Our constitution protects aliens, drunks and U.S. Senators."
Will Rogers US humorist & showman (1879 - 1935)
Jana Ruth author of "Laugh and Live Happier: P.L.A.Y.S. for Life
www.janaruth.biz
www.laughandlivehappier.com
www.onewomanslaughter.blogspot.com
Monday, January 28, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
We Are Reflections of Each Other
We are reflections of each other. How scary is that? I can't like or dislike something about someone, unless I liked or dislike it in myself. How scary is that?
Actually it is not scary at all. I can, if I am open to it , learn from other people. And so can you. People, I believe come into our lives for a reason. They are a gift and they are meant to teach us a lesson.
We can learn about ourselves from both the positive and negative people that show up. The research suggest that positive people hang with positive and negative people hang with negative people. Successful people hang with successful people, non successful people hang with non successful people.
So what my Mom said, about watching my friends, or that my friends determined what kind of person I was, or going to become, was right on. Your friends, like everything else in your life are what you attract. So if I want to attract positive people into my life, I need to be positive.
I have, like I am sure many people have, been in some very negative relationships, both personally and professionally, and wondered why "I such a nice person," was with such negative people. Looking back now I realize that I was in a very negative place in my life, and attracting people that I felt I deserved.
Until we are happy with ourselves and love ourselves we can't attract anyone who will be happy or love us.
I am looking for you:
Are you good at sales and or marketing?
Do you like to laugh?
Do you have some time each week to spare?
Are you looking to make money based on your own efforts?
Do you want to work from your own home?
If you answered yes to three or more out of the five please call me at 480-600-5178 or janabanana15@cox.net
Jana Ruth- Author of Laugh and Live Happier: P.L.A.Y.S. for Life
www.janaruth.biz
www.laughandlivehappier.com
www.onewomanslaughter.blogspot.com
We are reflections of each other. How scary is that? I can't like or dislike something about someone, unless I liked or dislike it in myself. How scary is that?
Actually it is not scary at all. I can, if I am open to it , learn from other people. And so can you. People, I believe come into our lives for a reason. They are a gift and they are meant to teach us a lesson.
We can learn about ourselves from both the positive and negative people that show up. The research suggest that positive people hang with positive and negative people hang with negative people. Successful people hang with successful people, non successful people hang with non successful people.
So what my Mom said, about watching my friends, or that my friends determined what kind of person I was, or going to become, was right on. Your friends, like everything else in your life are what you attract. So if I want to attract positive people into my life, I need to be positive.
I have, like I am sure many people have, been in some very negative relationships, both personally and professionally, and wondered why "I such a nice person," was with such negative people. Looking back now I realize that I was in a very negative place in my life, and attracting people that I felt I deserved.
Until we are happy with ourselves and love ourselves we can't attract anyone who will be happy or love us.
I am looking for you:
Are you good at sales and or marketing?
Do you like to laugh?
Do you have some time each week to spare?
Are you looking to make money based on your own efforts?
Do you want to work from your own home?
If you answered yes to three or more out of the five please call me at 480-600-5178 or janabanana15@cox.net
Jana Ruth- Author of Laugh and Live Happier: P.L.A.Y.S. for Life
www.janaruth.biz
www.laughandlivehappier.com
www.onewomanslaughter.blogspot.com
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Some Good Jokes
I hope you enjoy these jokes:
THE BOTTLE OF WINE
For all of us who are married, were married, wish you were married, or wish you weren't married, this is something to smile about the next time you see a Bottle of wine:
Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of the road .
As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car. Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman.
The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at EVERYTHING she saw, studying every little detail, until she noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Sally.
"What in bag?" asked the old woman. Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, "It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband."
The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two. Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said:
"Good trade....."
Old Versus New
A farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud rooster for his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says, "OK old fart, time for you to retire.
"The old rooster replies, "Come on, surely you cannot handle ALL of these chickens. Look what it has done to me. Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner? "
The young rooster said, "Beat it: You are done and I am taking over," the old rooster says "I tell you what, young stud. I will race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets the exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop."
The young rooster laughs. "You know you don't stand a chance, old man. So, just to be fair I will give you a head start. "The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off running after him. They round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap. He is only about 5 feet behind the old rooster and gaining fast.
The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch when he sees the roosters running by. The Old Rooster is squalking and running as hard as he can. The Farmer grabs his shotgun and- BOOM he blows the young rooster to bits.
The farmer sadly shakes his head and says "Dammit..... third gay rooster I bought this month.
Moral of this story? . Don't mess with the OLD FARTS - age, skill, wisdom, and a little treachery always overcome youth and arrogance!
Bikers
A grizzled old man was eating in a truck stop when three Hell's Angels bikers walked in.The first walked up to the old man and pushed his cigarette into the old man's pie, and then he took a seat at the counter.
The second walked up to the old man and spit into the old man's milk, and then he took a seat at the counter.
The third walked up to the old man and turned over the old man's plate, and then he took a seat at the counter.
Without a word of protest, the old man quietly left the diner. Shortly thereafter, one of the bikers said to the waitress, "Humph, not much of a man, was he?"
The waitress replied, "Not much of a truck driver, either. He just backed his truck over three motorcycles."
I hope you enjoy these jokes:
THE BOTTLE OF WINE
For all of us who are married, were married, wish you were married, or wish you weren't married, this is something to smile about the next time you see a Bottle of wine:
Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of the road .
As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car. Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman.
The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at EVERYTHING she saw, studying every little detail, until she noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Sally.
"What in bag?" asked the old woman. Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, "It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband."
The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two. Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said:
"Good trade....."
Old Versus New
A farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud rooster for his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says, "OK old fart, time for you to retire.
"The old rooster replies, "Come on, surely you cannot handle ALL of these chickens. Look what it has done to me. Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner? "
The young rooster said, "Beat it: You are done and I am taking over," the old rooster says "I tell you what, young stud. I will race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets the exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop."
The young rooster laughs. "You know you don't stand a chance, old man. So, just to be fair I will give you a head start. "The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off running after him. They round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap. He is only about 5 feet behind the old rooster and gaining fast.
The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch when he sees the roosters running by. The Old Rooster is squalking and running as hard as he can. The Farmer grabs his shotgun and- BOOM he blows the young rooster to bits.
The farmer sadly shakes his head and says "Dammit..... third gay rooster I bought this month.
Moral of this story? . Don't mess with the OLD FARTS - age, skill, wisdom, and a little treachery always overcome youth and arrogance!
Bikers
A grizzled old man was eating in a truck stop when three Hell's Angels bikers walked in.The first walked up to the old man and pushed his cigarette into the old man's pie, and then he took a seat at the counter.
The second walked up to the old man and spit into the old man's milk, and then he took a seat at the counter.
The third walked up to the old man and turned over the old man's plate, and then he took a seat at the counter.
Without a word of protest, the old man quietly left the diner. Shortly thereafter, one of the bikers said to the waitress, "Humph, not much of a man, was he?"
The waitress replied, "Not much of a truck driver, either. He just backed his truck over three motorcycles."
Jana Ruth- Author of Laugh and Live Happier: P.L.A.Y.S. for Life
www.onewomanslaughter.blogspot.com
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