This Veteran’s Day it is really hitting home for me how thanks to veterans, I have the ability to write this blog, speak my mind, and vote.
God Bless America.
I find it very ironic that many of the people who espouse to want equality, are now fighting it at the very most core level.
And that equality is in the ballot box.
Yep. Every American citizen over the age of 18 gets one vote. Regardless of class, education, gender, race, age, etc. Just one vote each. ONE.
And then, as the rules outlined in the Constitution state, in the case of the president, each state gets so many electoral college votes, and then those votes are tallied by state to determine the election results. It’s not perfect, but it is how the law of the land outlines the process.
Unlike in many countries around the world, we have a system that allows the people to peacefully, predictably, efficiently, and fairly choose their representatives in government on a regular basis.
That just happened. It was close, but a winner was declared and the loser conceded to fight the results no more.
But now, some are not happy because the vote didn’t go “their” way. These people who espouse equality are actually asking for privilege, the privilege to decide for others who our elected officials (especially the president) should be. They want THEIR vote to count MORE than others.
Can anyone else see how that crosses a line? Crosses a line in a core principle (equal rights under the law) that they themselves supposedly champion and hold so dear?
My rights don’t end, as they say, where your feelings begin.
It’s over, folks. For those who voted another way than how things turned out, it’s time to put on the big people pants, accept reality, and for each to do their part to move on peacefully and productively as individuals and all of us collectively as a nation. There’s lots of work to be done, roll up your sleeves and let’s get to it.
God Bless America!
(P.s. When are all those celebrities moving, again? Canada doesn’t have to take them, but they said they don’t want to be here so…go on now….. get….fffffftttt. And take the rest with you!)
Last night, as I watched the electoral college votes come in state by state, my younger daughter looked at the screen, saw Trump was in the lead, then asked me, “Who did you vote for, mom?”
I was somewhat surprised she was aware of it at all, and I wasn’t sure if I should answer or give her the spiel about how voting is a private matter and one should not ask.
I took a deep breath, and then I said “Trump.”
She looked at me disapprovingly, then said, “Mom, you are supposed to vote for the GIRL.”
I pondered for a minute and then answered, “It wasn’t because she was a girl that I didn’t vote for her, honey. I didn’t vote for her because she has taken a lot of money from people who are going to want favors that aren’t good for our country, and she has told lies, too.”
She considered all this, then got a huge smile on her face, and said, ‘Go, Trump!”
It was a teachable moment.
I hope as she grows up and starts to vote she will remember to always to consider the character and actions of the candidates, not only their gender. And that in politics, and life, it’s always best to pick the best person for the job, regardless of their gender.
I have high hopes for our country, and our future, and I think Trump will rise to the occasion and do his best to keep his promise to put America and Americans first. He’s overcome amazing odds to get there, something I admire in a person.
I know he’s not perfect, but I don’t think he is as sexist, racist, and everything else he’s been accused of. He’s a straight talker. It’s refreshing, if not always put in the best way. He seemed to be the ultimate apprentice, making blunders, learning from his mistakes, and turning into a better statesman before our eyes. I think he will do well.
What do you think? Please share in the comments (and please remember, disagreeing is OK, personal attacks are not. See the comment policy on the “About” page.”)
This weekend I met a single woman who obviously took great pains with her appearance. Her hair was freshly cut and colored, her nails were perfectly done, and her clothes were stylish. Overall she was immaculately put together. But I couldn’t help but notice that despite all that, she was overlooking the biggest thing she could do to improve her attractiveness — lose weight.
These days nearly 1 in 3 people are overweight, and mentioning the fact has become almost taboo. We’re told not to “fat shame” and to practice “fat acceptance” but the reality is excess weight is not healthy or attractive on most people.
Even 20 pounds can make a big difference, as I found quite by accident after unintentionally dropping weight after a break up. I was so distraught at the time, I just couldn’t eat. Despite not feeling good, suddenly it seemed everyone was saying how great I looked!
I could see that this woman would be a real knockout if she took off the extra 40 pounds or so she was carrying and was at a more ideal body weight (note: not overly thin or overly heavy.)
I know that gaining weight is easy and losing weight is hard, but it’s probably the best way a woman can both reduce her risk of all sorts of health issues and dramatically boost her attractiveness at the same time.
Which reminds me, I have put on a few pounds myself! Time to cut the calories and increase the activity. Within a few short weeks I could drop the 10-15 pounds I have gradually regained, and I know I will be a whole lot happier doing that than I will be if I gain another 10 pounds by the holidays!
Commenter Fnu Mnu Lnu brought up an interestng point about the sometimes puzzling things women do. He says:
“…if a man has anything to his name, some woman is going to try and latch on to it.
Just go to the section of the walmart parking lot where the homeless people live. There’s one guy who works there that has been living is his car for over two years. Nice kid, very quiet and reserved, not too sharp, and not even enough incentive to get his expired drivers license back no matter how much I’ve tried to help him. He will still be living in his car years from now. And guess what,…
Some chick is trying to latch on to him!
Five or six spots east of him, are a homeless couple living in their version of a duplex. Him in his Acura, and her in her Volkswagen. Always parked right next to each other, with windows down and smoking cigs that he went to get at the store.
There is a tent city just off the highway and before downtown FredNeck, and guess what. It’s nots only got men in it. The bitches latch on to whoever they can!
When I used to work in the courthouse, I actually watched the judges issuing orders against men and forcing them out of their own tents for domestic violence. Can you imagine? Bitches can get you kicked out of the house you bought from goodwill with money you made panhandling!
As long as he has a dick and any sort of money at all, some bitch will try to latch on to him.”
I have also seen this in real life. Women attaching themselves to guys who have, as far as I can see, nothing to offer these women. So why do they do it?
Discuss… what’s behind this?
There’s a common saying in the Red Pill world that a girl who embraces the choice to live it up in her 20’s and early 30’s, choosing casual sex and “experiences” over settling down is “riding the carousel.”
Riding the carousel cashes in on the upper hand a woman has in youth. And it’s all fun and games until the reality hits — when she’s “ready” to settle down, things have changed, and not in her favor.
This woman’s essay captures a real life carousel tale, although she herself probably has never heard the term:
(Note the part of her story when she did have a great guy who wanted to marry her, and instead of appreciating his love she cheated on him with every bad-boy she could find. Poor guy!)
And here are some images to illustrate, at what point do you think she was at her highest MMV (marriage market value)?
She did eventually marry, at age 47. And I hope they are happy, and she’s good to him, and that her life experiences have not jaded her so much that she cannot truly bond or love. And I hope she advises the younger women in her life not to take their youth for granted, and that nothing lasts forever…