Unhappy, Unhappy, Happy, Back to Unhappy

The Happy People

The Happy People (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My good buddy Jim from high school and college days sent me this, and I am still laughing. I am an Islamaphobic so this rings my bell with truth. If you are the sensitive type or a liberal don’t read any further, but you will miss a piece of wisdom that may open your mind.

THE MUSLIMS ARE NOT HAPPY!
They’re not happy in Gaza ..
They’re not happy in Egypt ..
They’re not happy in Libya .
They’re not happy in Morocco ..
They’re not happy in Iran …
They’re not happy in Iraq ..
They’re not happy in Yemen …
They’re not happy in Afghanistan .
They’re not happy in Pakistan ..
They’re not happy in Syria ..
They’re not happy in Lebanon ..
SO, WHERE ARE THEY HAPPY?
They’re happy in Australia .
They’re happy in Canada .
They’re happy in England ..
They’re happy in France ..
They’re happy in Italy ..
They’re happy in Germany .
They’re happy in Sweden ..
They’re happy in the USA ..
They’re happy in Norway ..
They’re happy in Holland .
They’re happy in Denmark .
Basically, they’re happy in every country that is
not Muslim and unhappy in every country that is!
AND WHO DO THEY BLAME?
Not Islam.
Not their leadership.
Not themselves.
THEY BLAME THE COUNTRIES THEY ARE HAPPY IN!
AND THEN; They want to change those countries into
THE COUNTRY THEY CAME FROM WHERE THEY WERE UNHAPPY!
Excuse me, but I cannot help wondering…
How damn dumb can you get?
Everyone wonders why Muslim
Terrorists are so quick to commit suicide.
So, let’s have a look at what the probable causes might be:
– No Christmas
– No television
– No hot women
– No football
– No pork chops
– No hot dogs
– No burgers
– No beer
– No booze
– No bacon
– Rags for clothes
– Towels or tablecloths for hats
– Constant wailing / howling from some Muslim in a tower!
– More than one wife
– More than one mother in law
– You can’t shave
– Your wife can’t shave
– You can’t wash off the smell of donkey
– You cook over burning camel shit
– Someone picks your wife for you
– and she smells worse than your donkey
Then they tell you that “when
you die it all gets better”?? ?
Well no shit Sherlock!…
It’s not like it could get much worse!

Why DID the chicken cross the road?

Reawakened Memories

This image was selected as a picture of the we...

This image was selected as a picture of the week on the Czech Wikipedia for th week, 2006. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My latest book is The Puzzle People by Doug Peterson. The story kept me on the edge of my strato-lounger from cover to cover. This story revolves around the Berlin Wall which separated East Germany from West Germany between 1961-1989. This story reminded me of the many reasons I abhor Barack Obama and his socialist policies. What is worse is that more than half the country has adopted the socialist ideology as a norm. What the young people who voted for BHO haven’t seen yet are the atrocities committed by a socialist government on its people.

After the Berlin wall fell, the East Germans tried in vain to shred all the secret dossiers they kept on people during their rule. They were in a hurry and did indeed shred enough to fill sixteen thousand bags, but they didn’t have time to destroy the bags. For whatever reason Germany established an agency to reassemble the shredded papers. They are trying to reconstruct history and to identity criminals within the East German Secret Police known as the Stasi. One estimate of the time required to reassemble all the pieces at the rate they are doing it is three hundred years.

My job took me to Germany several times in the nineteen eighties. On one trip in October, 1989, I arrived in Frankfurt ahead of my colleague. Our German division assigned their Production Manager to keep me company while waiting for Ross to arrive. Peter spoke English fluently and made the hours we spent at the airport very easy. My German is atrocious, even though I spent two years learning the language in high school.

Peter and I shared stories about our families, and I learned that he escaped from East Germany to the West. His mother and siblings were still in the East which left him free but all alone. Relations between West and East had opened a bit and Peter could visit his family twice a year, but they could not cross into the West to visit him. He told me story after story about how people used ingenious ways to escape to freedom, and I was totally engrossed. Near the end of our talk, I asked him, “Peter, do you think the Berlin Wall will ever come down?” He didn’t hesitate, “never, the communists will never allow it.”

Ross and I spent ten days at a trade show in Düsseldorf before returning to Frankfurt and home. During those ten days we heard news bits about happenings all across Eastern Europe. People were crossing borders and escaping without being shot.

One evening a week after I arrived home I saw the news broadcast the fall of the Berlin Wall. The celebrations were cautious and yet joyous. Cautious because that same month the Chinese people celebrated in Tiananmen Square when the tanks arrived and ended it all. The same happened in Czechoslovakia, and Hungary, when Russian tanks arrived to end uprisings in nineteen fifties and eighties. This time it was real, the East German regime had fallen, the people were finally free of communism.

It has taken twenty-four years for that memory to re-emerge from the depths of my mind, but reading the Puzzle People brought them back as vivid and fresh as though it were yesterday. It has strengthened my resolve to fight communism, socialism, progressivism, even harder than before. The job is huge but not impossible.  Whenever I released a new job to my toolroom supervisor Art Price he would say, “the impossible we can do right away, miracles take a while.”  Ridding our country of the Leftist takeover is still in the impossible category of projects, and even if it has progressed into the miracle stage we can still make it happen, but it will take longer.

English: An exhibit featuring a three-story gu...

English: An exhibit featuring a three-story guard tower used by Communist East Germany to prevent its citizens from crossing the Berlin Wall. The tower and eight twelve-foot-high concrete sections of the Berlin Wall (the largest display of portions of the Berlin Wall outside of Germany) are now located inside the Newseum, an interactive museum of news and journalism in Washington, D.C. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

No Excuse For Not Exercising

For my friends who sit in front of computers all day passing around funny stuff here is a solution for staying fit through exercise. One picture is worth a thousand words.

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An Opportunity for a Nap

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Nothing puts me to sleep faster than listening to a Obama press conference. There is something about the way he answers questions that does it to me. Maybe it is the systematic and rhythmic way in which he says uh, or duh in the meter of his answers. Whatever, he does it to me. I sat drinking coffee this morning after a really good night’s rest when he came on TV. Within five minutes my head bounced off the table and I rejoined reality.

He is the master of spin. His answers could be made more simple, but he insists on expressing himself on, and on, and on, and he makes it sound droid-like. Imagine if you were the reporter asking the question. How would you dig through the words to find the answer to your question? My guess is that reporters record what he says, and then take it apart word by word after they return to their desk. After listening to his answers once again they decide to make up whatever answer they think he would like them to write.

I wonder how they stay awake through it all.