Don’t Close the Blinds...

I Do not know who wrote this, and I could not find the with a quick search . Nevertheless a great read!

The other day, my son wanted to know why America goes to war... I told my son to look out of our front living room window.

I said "Son, tell me what you see?"

"I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses." he replied.

"OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are the President."

My son responded, "OK."

"Now I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country."

"I want you to pretend you see the leader of that nation there (I pointed across the street) come out of his house with his wife. He has her by the hair and is hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, and then he starts to kick her to death. Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying, they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and they are afraid of their father. You see all of this, what do you do?"

"Dad?"

"What do you do son?"

"I'd call the police."

"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations. They take your call. They listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do you do then?"

"I’m not sure, the police are supposed to help!"

"They don't want to, because they say that it is not their or your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it."

"But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims.

"I know he did...but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor who you're pretending is a leader of another country turn around and do the same thing to his children."

"He kills them?"

"Yes son, he does. What do you do?"

"Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next door neighbor to help me stop him." he says.

"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him.”

"But Dad, I NEED help! I can't stop him by myself!"

I ask him, "Well, what else can you do?”

"OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street saw you ask for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next son?"

"What Dad?"

"He walks across the street to the old ladies house and breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and then - he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?"

"It’s time to do something dad…"

I raise my voice for effect, "WHAT DO YOU DO?"

"I'd close the blinds, Dad."

"Why?"

"Because... the police are supposed to help people who need them and they won't help. You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won't help either they won't help me stop him. I'm afraid.... I can't do it by myself Dad. I can't look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and do nothing so, I'm just going to close the blinds and go turn on the TV so I can't see what he's doing... and I'm going to pretend that it is not happening."

My son thinking it was over bowed his head in thought. He needed to understand something else so I continued:

"Son"

"Yes, Dad?"

"Open the blinds - that man.... he's at your front door... "WHAT DO YOU DO?"

My son looks at me, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his fists and looks me square in the eyes and without hesitation he says: "I DEFEND MY FAMILY DAD! I'M NOT GOING LET HIM HURT MOM OR MY SISTER! I'M GOING FIGHT HIM, DAD!"

A tear rolled down my cheek and I grabbed my son and hugged him tight, and said... "Don’t ever let it become too late to fight him, when he's too strong and he's already at YOUR front door son. You should stop him BEFORE he kills his wife, and his children and the old lady across the way. You have to do what's right, even if you have to do it alone, before it’s too late."

“Do you remember who Adolph Hitler is son?”

“I do father, we learned a bit about him in school.”

I told him, “The same kinds of people who are calling America bad today are the same kinds of people who let Hitler grow to be powerful enough to threaten the entire world. When America was drawn into their war because they did nothing, America lost millions of men and women to save everyone else.”

I ask him, “Do you know who Edmund Burke is?”

“No dad, I don’t”

“He once said, All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.”

Idol Video from Bulgaria...

Trust me .. this is worth watching..

This guy is great...

Addictive..

I am stuck at "Stage 07"
:(

Pick Your 2008 Candidate For

Be an informed voter in 2008!
PresidentThere is a wealth of information out there on these candidates.



87% Mitt Romney
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77% Tom Tancredo
70% Mike Huckabee
69% Rudy Giuliani
57% Ron Paul
35% Hillary Clinton
33% Bill Richardson
32% Joe Biden
32% John Edwards
30% Barack Obama
30% Chris Dodd
22% Mike Gravel
16% Dennis Kucinich

2008 Presidential Candidate Matching Quiz

WOW....

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Omie Don't Like Grass

I showed this to one lady at work and the next thing I know, there is a line of people waiting for me to see the video..

I guess cuteness comes with a price :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eqVkKflQsrQ

Hillary! Uncensored - Banned By The Media

The roughcut trailer for - Hillary! Uncensored - the documentary using exclusive home videos of Hillary to expose the illegalities that elected Hillary to the Senate and the obstructions of justice that keep her there.

Beauty Contest (scroll down for the text)

I can't get the text to get any closer to the picture. So, please scroll down
(If you know how to fix it, please let me know how)

Miss America	Miss Afghanistan
On the left is Katie Harmon, Miss America, wearing the swimsuit she chose for the competition.	On the right is a typical Afghan girl, wearing the heavy smothering burqua as required by the oppressive Taliban regime.
Miss America is a junior at Portland State University, hoping to eventually get a Master's degree in Bioethics.	Miss Afghanistan is forbidden from receiving any education at all, and cannot read or write.
Miss America has worked as a lab assistant at both the Oregon Health Sciences University and the University of Puget Sound.	Miss Afghanistan is forbidden from working.
Miss America's father is an engineer. Her mother is a teacher.	Miss Afghanistan's father was shot by a gang of Taliban militants. Her mother begs for bread scraps since she cannot work or remarry.
Miss America wowed the judges by singing a Puccini aria, "O Mio Babbino Caro".	Miss Afghanistan is forbidden from singing or even listening to music of any kind.
Miss America will be traveling the nation nonstop during her reign.	Miss Afghanistan cannot leave her house without a male family member, cannot drive, and cannot be out after dark.
Miss America is an advocate for breast cancer research.	Miss Afghanistan cannot be treated by a male doctor, and for all practical purposes has no access to medical treatment of any kind.
Miss America can date, marry, or divorce anyone she chooses.	Miss Afghanistan will be stoned to death if caught in the company of a male outside of her family. She is likely to be sold into an arranged marriage to a man who already has two wives.
Miss America wears sunscreen on the beach to keep from burning.	Miss Afghanistan cannot live in a house with windows unless they are painted black. Since she must wear a burqua outside, her pale translucent skin has not seen a ray of sunlight in years.
Miss America could have been disqualified if her swimsuit did not meet pageant standards.	Miss Afghanistan can be flogged if the holes in the mesh covering her face are too large.
Miss America will decide how many children, if any, she wants to have.	Miss Afghanistan will be pregnant 3-4 times more often than Miss America. Unfortunately, her babies are 25 times more likely to die in the first year. One out of four will not see their 5th birthday.
Miss America is majoring in speech communications at PSU.	Miss Afghanistan is forbidden from speaking in public.
Miss America is 21. Since the US life expectancy for women is 80, she's still a very young woman.	Miss Afghanistan is also 21. But since the life expectancy for an Afghan woman is 43, next year she will be over-the-hill". (Besides having a shockingly short life expectancy overall, Afghanistan is one of the only countries in the world in which women have a shorter life expectancy than men)
Miss America is a beautiful, intelligent woman and everyone knows it.	Miss Afghanistan could be a beautiful, intelligent woman, but nobody will ever know it.
God Bless Miss America.	God Help Miss Afghanistan.

Senator Harry Reid’s letter; “A Glittering Jewel of Colossal Ignorance”…

Now making money for The Marine Corps - Law Enforcement Foundation.
Thank You Senator Harry Reid!




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A new product from DNC Pharmaceuticals

We will NEVER forget.

Here is the famous commercial Budweiser produced after 9/11. They aired it only once, at the Super bowl in January of '02, so as not to benefit financially from it. They just wanted to acknowledge the tragic event.



OR

http://stix1972.typepad.com/stix_blog/2007/09/teh-best-budwei.html

New Preamble to The Constitution

The famed "Bill of No Rights" was written in 1993 by Lewis Napper, a self-described amateur philosopher and from Mississippi who ran for a U.S. Senate seat in 2000 as a Libertarian (Not State Representative Mitchell Kaye from GA).

I don't agree with all of Libertarian platform, but more and more Libertarians are stepping up to the plate where Republicans are afraid to get into (I certaily don't expect a Liberal/Progressive to say any of this).

"We the sensible people of the United States, in an attempt to help everyone get along, restore some semblance of justice, avoid more riots, keep our nation safe, promote positive behavior, and secure the blessings of debt-free liberty to ourselves and our great-great-great-grandchildren, hereby try one more time to ordain and establish some common sense guidelines for the terminally whiny, guilt ridden, delusional, and other conservative bed-wetters. We hold these truths to be self evident: that a whole lot of people are confused by the Bill of Rights and are so dim they require a Bill of NON-Rights."

ARTICLE I: You do not have the right to a new car, big screen TV, or any other form of wealth. More power to you if you can legally acquire them, but no one is guaranteeing anything.

ARTICLE II: You do not have the right to never be offended. This country is based on freedom, and that means freedom for everyone -- not just you! You may leave the room, turn the channel, express a different opinion, etc.; but the world is full of idiots, and probably always will be.

ARTICLE III: You do not have the right to be free from harm. If you stick a screwdriver in your eye, learn to be more careful; do not expect the tool manufacturer to make you and all your relatives independently wealthy.

ARTICLE IV: You do not have the right to free food and housing. Americans are the most charitable people to be found, and will gladly help anyone in need, but we are quickly growing weary of subsidizing generation after generation of professional couch potatoes who achieve nothing more than the creation of another generation of professional couch potatoes . Get an education and go to work....don't expect everyone else to take care of you.

ARTICLE V: You do not have the right to free health care. That would be nice, but from the looks of public housing, we're just not interested in public health care.

ARTICLE VI: You do not have the right to physically harm other people. If you kidnap, rape, intentionally maim, or kill someone, don't be surprised if the rest of us want to see you fry in the electric chair.

ARTICLE VII: You do not have the right to the possessions of others. If you rob, cheat, or coerce away the goods or services of other citizens, don't be surprised if the rest of us get together and lock you away in a place where you still won't have the right to a big screen color TV or a life of leisure.

ARTICLE VIII: You do not have the right to a job.. All of us sure want you to have a job, and will gladly help you along in hard times, but we expect you to take advantage of the opportunities of education and vocational training laid before you to make yourself useful.

ARTICLE IX: You do not have the right to happiness. Being an American means that you have the right to PURSUE happiness, which by the way, is a lot easier if you are unencumbered by an over abundance of idiotic laws created by those of you who were confused by the Bill of Rights.

ARTICLE X: This is an English speaking country. We don't care where you are from, English is our language. Learn it or go back to wherever you came from!

ARTICLE XI: You do not have the right to change our country's history or heritage. This country was founded on the belief in one true God. And yet, you are given the freedom to believe in any religion, any faith, or no faith at all; with no fear of persecution. The phrase IN GOD WE TRUST is part of our heritage and history, and if you are uncomfortable with it, TOUGH!

Your IQ score is...

I just took The Classic IQ Test and scored 138

According to the score My Intellectual Type is Visionary Philosopher. This means I am highly intelligent and have a powerful mix of skills and insight that can be applied in a variety of different ways. Like Plato, my exceptional math and verbal skills make me very adept at explaining things to others — and at anticipating and predicting patterns.


According to this chart, I fall in the 99th percentile of the population. Nice!
But as far as rarity, 1 in every 177 people has IQ 138 or more. I guess I am not one of those one in a million geniuses

The Mensa entrance limit is 130.81 (98th percentile), may be I should see if I qualify with the real test.. :)

But the most interesting of all was this chart:

Watch out for my rolling head

From a Bangladeshi blog, here’s the dreaded cartoon of blasphemy—it’s the Meow-hammed cat!

Sure is tough to be a cartoonist lately. The government of Bangladesh has ordered the arrest of another cartoonist for publishing a "blasphemous" caricature of the Prophet Muhammad.

Muslim mobs publicly torched the paper, and, of course, you have the required protests. The angry Muslims want "exemplary punishment" for the cartoonist and the paper's editor.

It's totally innocuous. Too bad we can't say the same thing about radical Islamists.



Translation:

* Boy, what is your name?
- My name is Babu.
* It is customary to mention Muhammed before the name.

* What is your father’s name?
- Muhammed Abu

* What’s this in your lap?
- Muhammed cat

Why were you fired from your last job?

I used to work in a dairy. I got fired for getting in the whey.

I lost my job at the massage parlor. I rubbed people the wrong way.

I wanted to get a job as a gynecologist, but I couldn't find an opening.

I was working in an orange juice factory, but I couldn't concentrate.

I tried to be a chef. I imagined it would add a little spice to my life. But I didn't have the thyme.

I once was a tailor, but I wasn't suited for it. It was a so-so job.

I worked at Starbucks, but it was the same old grind.

I tried working in a muffler factory, but that was too exhausting.

I tried to work at a deli, but no matter how I sliced it, I couldn't cut the mustard.

I worked for a plumber, but that work was too draining.

I even worked as a lumberjack, but I couldn't hack it. So they gave me the ax.

I tried to work in a shoe factory, but I couldn't fit in.

I became a fisherman, but couldn't live on my net income.

I was a musician, but I found I wasn't noteworthy.

I then got a job at a workout club, but they said I wasn't fit for the job.

I got a job as a historian, but there was no future in that!

I wanted to become a doctor, but I didn't have any patience.

Funny is Funny :)

Happy Birthday ???

Only 58 more years to go...

Funny, I thought I was gonna die from eating bad sushi!

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The Earth is a Precious Thing!

and other interesting videos. Gotta love those videos that neve make it to main stream media.