Showing posts with label cowboys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cowboys. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Open Letter to Washington, D.C.

Open Letter to Congress and ersatz President Obama (and wife):
We, the American people, are sorry to learn that you have disavowed your oaths of office and are attempting to create a socialist state to replace the American Republic.
While we wish you all the best in your endeavors to create another failing socialist state dictatorship, we regret to inform you that the rest of the nation will NOT be accompanying your on this trail of tears you are mapping out. 
We Americans are actually happy with the Constitution and the rules therein that Congress and Washington, D.C. have been prostituting for so many decades and we have to decided to re institute that document as the Law of the Land.
By coincidence, we are also happy that you all have congregated yourselves in that area of the country, so now you can continue on your merry way without bothering us in our pursuit of Life, Liberty and Happiness. 
We will probably let you know about the rules you will have to observe when you venture out amongst us REAL PEOPLE.  Such as fiscal responsibility, truth in advertising, legal voting and citizenship, but we think you won’t like it out here in America, so you won’t be coming out much. 
We have hundreds, if not thousands, of veterans of the military who will gladly discuss with your “Federal Police Force” the boundaries of what they can and cannot do in America.  As well as your puppet alphabet agencies whose overwatch of American activities has proven so irritating in the recent past.
As for your terrorist cohorts in high places, well, you can keep them.  They are not welcome in America, never have been, never will be. 
America is for Americans, wherever their birth, whatever their creed or color.  We have no need to bring anymore dissension into our country.  We already argue among ourselves enough to make it a  very interesting place to live.  We don’t need your imported agents to help us out.
See how well your RACE CARD, or your RELIGIOUS BIAS cards function when we Americans are hard at work getting our own act together. 
Without the IRS, DHS, ATF, FBI, DEA, NSA, and dozens of other agencies to help root out individualism, we will probably make some surprising progress.  Keep an eye on us from your “IVORY TOWER”. 
We know…. You control the Federal Reserve.  Well, we made do without it before, We think we can manage again.
So long, and thanks for all the political jokes, you can have them back now. 
                                                                                          The Americans
8 January 2014

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

A Taxi Story

   Once in the distant past, when I was working in another city, I picked up a guy on an ordinary call, or so I thought.
   When I picked up, I found myself in possession of a very short older gentleman who was dressed a little oddly. 
   He was wearing a pink body stocking cut very low in front, with leggings, pink girly tennis shoes, carrying a purse.
   He himself was about 60, grey hair with blond tips, glitter eye makeup, pink fingernail polish, face makeup straight from the Andy Warhol crowd. 
   In other words, a perfect parody of gay...
   Plus he was stone crazy.  He took a breath before he got in the car and never stopped talking at a high rate of speed the entire trip of almost two hours.
  The gentlemen had decided that "this is a stupid cow town and I just HAVE to go elsewhere", in this case, Oregon. 
   Well, that is a better that respectable trip for a cabbie on a slow day, so I agreed.
   AFTER verifying that he had enough money to cover the trip.  And he did.  LOTS.
   He wanted to go to Medford, which is about $600.00, and I agreed. 
   But when we got on the road, his manic behavior started to degenerate almost into psychotic and I started to get a little worried.
   When he got out at a mini mart to get some water, I surreptitiously check his purse for weapons I couldn't handle, like a gun or taser or something like that.  Nothing.
   Allrighty then, we are on the road. 
   To my taxi driver shame, I got tired of the tirade by the first set of mountains..and started thinking of ways to get rid of the psychopathic burden I had saddled myself with. 
   He helpfully provided me with one, claiming to be running short of money. 
   So, I brightly volunteered that Mt. Shasta was a colorful little tourist town right under the BYOOTIFUL Mt. Shasta, and that cab service would be available from there to go farther north if he so decided.
   For those who don't know, Mt. Shasta IS a beautiful little tourist town located under the shadow of beautiful Mt. Shasta. 
   But Mt. Shasta is also a cow town filled to the brim with real cowboys from the surrounding ranches and farms, and since it was a Friday night I fully expected Mr. Crazy Tutu to have an extremely interesting evening and following day.
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   But, in the taxi business, you get the money and move on to the next fare as quickly as possible.
   That is the nature of it and always has been.
   You can't get involved in all the stories of the naked city, you can just take it in, absorb it, and move on to the next one. 
   As cab drivers have been described as the most intelligent bunch of misfits in the world we are probably the best qualified to notice that sort of thing anyway.  Being generalists, generally, rather than specialists they are not as subject to tunnel vision.
   Also, being "outside observers" mostly, they tend to lack the usual prejudices to their viewpoint.
   Not to say they aren't human and have their own sets of prejudices, tastes, opinions and etc., but mostly they just want to get their money and move on.
   Finally, I do not know if Mr. Tutu is/was/or might be gay.  I don't care either way,  I just know he was definitely having an episode.  Whether with or without medication, again, I don't know. 
   Gay, straight, or Methodist, means nothing to me, money is green, and that is what counts.