Heard ’round the ‘net this mornin’. “Maybe it’s time to get our priorities right.”

Don’t you just hate when you read something with all of those little apostrophe marks in all the wrong places?  Well, they’re in the correct places as far as their function, but trying to figure out how to read it, and then what words are being shortened, and then what the author is attempting to do with shortening all of the words that aren’t typically shortened.  Whew.  It’s enough to give you a headache.   (That and trying to decipher a run-on sentence.)  🙂

And, actually, I didn’t “hear” anything on the internet this morning.  I read several blurbs that I simply could not ignore.

So, without further ado, here’s what had my little feathers a-rufflin’ again (ha! slipped another one in).

1.  Scott Walker is saying he has foreign policy cred cause he has visited six (6) countries.  If A=B and B=C, then A=C.  (I just love me some mathematical properties to help define the world.)  So, using this Transitive Property of Equality, that should mean that I, little old me, am a Foreign Policy Expert as well.  Because, you see, I have visited five (5) other countries.  And five is almost six, so in my book, they’re the same.  Gee.  I had no idea.  Me, a Foreign Policy Expert.  Great way to start my day.  Thanks Governor Walker.  A little gold star to you for making me feel so accomplished.

“As a governor, I’ve been, just recently in Germany, in Spain and France,” Walker explained. “Earlier in the year, it was the United Kingdom on trade related missions. A few years back in China and Japan. So, that’s probably the most of any governor of either party has is that experience in terms of trade relations.”  From an article found here:  http://crooksandliars.com/2015/05/scott-walker-im-most-qualified-foreign

Well now.  Isn’t that special?  Do I even need to write another word about this?

Moving on.

2.  No references here because there are so many I wouldn’t know where to start.  But maybe you saw this past week the incredible gymnastics moves of some of the umpteen Republican nominees for the nomination.  First, the Perfect 10 goes to good ol’ Jebbie.  In no less than four (4) days he switched it up and completed full backflips with a frontal thrown in for good measure on the subject of the Iraq War.  It was mind-blowing watching him contort himself into all of those positions.  And to be honest, I’m still not exactly clear on where he comes down on the subject.  I do know that he’s stickin’ (Ha! did it again.) to his story on the meme of “the world is a better place without Saddam Hussein.”  Mmmm-hmmm.

Let me digress on that for a moment.  I would ask this.  Is it?  Is the world really a better place now, without the big, bad, boogey-man Saddam Hussein?  Cause I’m not so sure about that.  Seems to me the world just might have gotten a tad bit scarier, what with ISIL (or IS or ISIS or what-the-heck-ever we’re supposed to be calling them these days) hanging out and wreaking havoc.  Seems to me the people of Iraq aren’t in a better place today.  Us going over there and tearing up their homeland didn’t really help them out a bit, did it?  And Syria?  Not so good there.  Do I need to go on?  In my VERY, humble opinion, from the safety of my home, in the safety of the free country I live in with all of the perks and bennies of the First World, I don’t think the world is a safer place now that Saddam Hussein is gone.  So trying to defend George W’s ASININE decision (and in so doing, deify the W)to invade Iraq back in the day is just that–ASININE.

Ok, I digressed.  I’m going to take a breath now.  On to my list.

3.  Chatter about the Mittster.  Lord love a duck.  Lots of chatter about how he’s going to swoop in on his Spidey rope probably wearing a Batman cape with a big S on his chest sometime after the umpteen thousand Republican primary debates (thus having to avoid stupidity on the stage) and save the day.  Seriously.  Lots. Of. Chatter.  I don’t even know what to say about this.  Except maybe:  lord love a duck.  Which I already wrote, but seriously.  I mean really.  Mitt Romney?  Really?

4.  Guns, guns and more guns.  And some motorcycles thrown in for good measure.  Down there Texas way.  So methinks instead of being worried about being taken over by the good ol’ United States of ‘Murica due to a plethora of tunnels under WalMart (that still makes my sides hurt) and the big, bad meanie President O (who hates Texas doncha know?), then  mayhaps the residents of Texas should be concerned about the guns already there.  I’m just saying.

(And I would like to point out, just for the record, my computer HATES it when I try to write all “folksy” and such.  HATES it.  Can’t stand it when I write words like “doncha” and leaves big red splotches all over the screen after trying to first auto-correct my atrocious spelling.  I’m just saying.)

Moving on, once again.

5.  (And I should have started with this one as it is TOO good.  Simply too good.  Should be front and center.  Maybe I should have just written a post with it alone.  Hmmm.  Maybe.)

Bernie Sanders is on fire.  That man is on fire.  And despite that I think he has slightly better than a snowball’s chance in Southtown of winning the Democratic nomination, let alone the Presidency, I do love this guy.  He is what this country needs, if we are going to survive.

Money quote from the esteemed Mr. Sanders:

(H/T to http://www.theimmoralminority.blogspot.com for this tidbit)

“Maybe it’s time to get our priorities right.”

Maybe.

I’m just sayin’.

Blessings be..

About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). Now I just get pleasure out of swimming against the stream and ruffling a few feathers here in the wild west state of Wyoming!
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