Tag Archives: Tradition

“Political Correct” Is a Disease?

The use of “political correctness” in the USA, has long been one of my favorite topics.  It is a disease that is shared by most LIBERAL POLITICIANS!  They simply don’t know, don’t care and don’t give a damn!! “PC” is public crap!

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Obama Orders Hillary Hit?

Well, now, in an almost ignored news item, that is the national “talking heads,” ignore urgent news because of their bias…we report, you decide!

Last week, New York Times, published a report that Two Inspector General from the Barack Hussein Obama administration want the Justice Department to investigate “…the handling of classified materials, by Hillary Rodham Clinton…”  There is little doubt that Hillary is bleeding profusely, and once again, her character is in serious question, and in my opinion,   reveals she is fatally flawed!  If she didn’t have bad character she would have none at all!

This type of attack  originates at the highest of levels.  Just as it was, when Jimmy Carter ordered the hit on Georgia Commissioner of Labor, Sam Caldwell, with whom he had a political collision, and Caldwell won!  I suspect that none other than Valerie Jarrett leaked the memos requesting the probes, “a senior government officer,” is how the Times described it.  No doubt, that if Valerie Jarrett did it, she did it with the blessings of Obama, this was an approved hit!  (Obama was out the country visiting Africa.)

I vividly recall back on 10/12/2014 Hillary Rodham Clinton orchestrated Leon Panetta’s contract hit on Obama when he stated, “…Obama is too willing to give up…” Obama was infuriated and I contend this is his payback!   And we all know “Payback is a Bitch!”

I have often described Bill and Hillary Clinton as the lowest form of life, both of them are accomplished, degenerate liars, cheats and frauds!

Now, Hillary’s dream is in mortal danger…

I may be wrong, but I doubt it!  I invite your reply/response.

 

“Bo Peep” – I remember him well!

Yes, I remember him well! “Bo Peep,” the never-to-be-forgotten, legendary character that lived in Savannah, Imperial State of Chatham, Georgia!  He was born October 25, 1899…died July 7, 1963. Hardly a week passes by without someone, somewhere asking me about “the little man.” Black, white, yellow, red, rich, poor, Jew, Christian, Buddist…it doesn’t really matter, they all have either known him personally or “…heard tell of him.” He owned and operated a restaurant, bar, pool room, hotel, package shop on the entire one-half of Congress Street at intersection of Drayton Street, in the heart of downtown Savannah, for approximately 25 years.  It was the mecca for men.  It was home to many.  It was paradise to a few. It was said “When I die, I don’t want to go to heaven, I want to go to Bo Peep’s” Honestly, there never was a place like his before, and will never be again.  They tore down paradise to put a parking lot!  Bo Peep’s kitchen produced the finest, tastiest, Roast Beef Sandwich on the planet! Thick slices of medium-rare, premium Roast Beef covered with thick brown gravy on white bread,  that brought tears to your eyes, it was so good,  some said,”… it…made you wanna beat yo’ mama..”  What was it that kept people coming to his place for all those years?  Him!  He loved people, he loved the “action,” where you could bet any amount that you can count on any game you can name! Demonstrated his concern for his fellow-man by contributing to churches of every denomination, synagogues, hospitals, orphan homes, schools.  Before there was a United Way, there was Bo Peep.  Up every morning, seven days a week at 7:00 A.M., dressed, and ready for the events of the day.  Where did he get that drive and desire? He was one of five children, whose parents operated a tiny store at the foot of West Broad Street, (Now Martin Luther King, Jr. ) Quit school in the third grade to shine shoes for a living.  Determination to succeed, overcome handicaps, improve his condition and that of his family, to give them more and better than he received, not only his wife and four children but all of his family and hers.  In short, Money! It was the mark of success by which he thought others evaluated him.   Honest, kind; earned a little, spent a little less, to make on the whole a family happier for his presence. (I hope you will continue to monitor this “blog” daily as I re-visit Bo Peep. For those interested in his story, I published a book in 2003, “This Bo Peep Ain’t No Fairy Tale!” a few copies still available-  $21.95.)