The 3 D's -- Disrupt, Distract, Defeat

Look below the title of this blog and read it. Over the course of the 20th and 21st centuries, it should come as no surprise what we see transpiring. Older white people who want to stay the course are using the age-old, "I'm fine. Don't tread on me," argument. That is until these people lose their jobs or personally affected when it comes to health care reform.

Here is what I would like to see from Democrats and the White House, besides growing a spine. Explain in detail how a public option will save money in the long term. Republicans do have a legitimate argument when not shouting about the accumulating deficit. Assure us how this competitive addition will benefit everyone on a public or private plan. This way, we can avoid the corporate slaves who are eternally indebted to the likes of Milton Friedman.

You've been birthirized

I've been puzzled over the last six months over the controversy of whether President Barack Obama is a naturalized citizen. A few days ago, I knew the charge was bogus. Here on this planet, we were introduced to Orly Taitz, a missing link from the Haley's Comet cult. Her face and gravity don't go together and her hairstyle is a cutout from the 50s.

The birther movement produced a forged and phony birth certificate. You would think these people would be more cunning. A notary was named after a laundry detergent? Come on. Then, these people said he was born in the Republic of Kenya when it didn't become one until December of that year. Let's hope we can put this to rest and return to what's really important -- jobs and true health care reform.

Changing of the guard

I haven't posted in awhile. This new job I've taken on comes with high pressure, stress, and profound humility. There's never a dull moment for the 8, 9, and occasional, 10 hour work day. Paper work mounts on my new desk. Purchase orders come in like clockwork. Continous contact with our distributors, major accounts, shipping department, and colleagues is daily routine. Now, I leave what was comfortable and controllable.

My good friends and family are at a distance despite daily phone calls on our days during the evenings. The Motel 6 stay (no, I didn't want to place a huge burden on my company's expenditures) now turns to a new apartment. This place is still foreign. I'm confident this will work out with a great boss and hopefully, new friends along the way.

Praise our country's blessings and continue fighting for progress

Watching Saving Private Ryan several years ago, tears streamed down my face. American troops stormed the beaches of Normandy and confronted fierce resistance. Many didn't return home, and my grandfather was carried to a camp by one of his fellow soldiers after a piece of shrapnel sliced through his leg. Precious minutes determined his fate.

My grandfather returned to a camp with an article of his clothing used to apply pressure to the open wound. He began praying, and he saw a priest walking by the camp. He asked the priest to read him his Last Rites, but the priest coldly responded, "I'm sorry. I only have time for the living."
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Moving on up to the northwest side

I've been offered an attractive management position outside Atlanta. This has been a very exciting time and look forward to working with another outstanding group of people. So, au revoir Augusta. I 'm also freelance writing for a great online publication, examiner.com. Feel free to visit and you'll find me under Augusta Liberal Christian Examiner. After the first article, you won't see the preachy tone; don't worry. It's more of an outlet to expand my love for writing on here and although it might be minimal pay, I'm very grateful to work for a publication that has so much to offer. Visit examiner.com and you'll understand what I'm talking about.

Harold and Kumar kick ass

I ended up watching Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay last night, thinking this film would be like many of the other stupid spoof movies i.e. Scary Movie. It wasn't. Harold and Kumar presented themselves as a hybrid of geeks and Beavis and Butthead. I loved how the film played on stereotypes and here are two brief examples, so I don't ruin it.

On their journey, they met Neil Patrick Harris, the actor who played the squeaky, geeky prodigy, Doogie Howser M.D. They're relieved to see him, knowing he will drive them to where they need to go. However, Neil began taking copius amounts of shrooms and began hallucinating through the drive. Although they were shocked by Neil's drug use, their conversations with him on relationships taps into their commonalities. A few great lines Neil uses: "I'm ready to get my fuck on." "I'm ready to rock out with my cock out."

The second meeting is with our former Prez., W. He takes them inside his recreation room where there are cutouts from magazines of naked women hanging on the wall. There's a joint Kumar sees in an ashtray. He asks him why he's hypocritical for smoking it while making it illegal for everyone else. He proceeds to ask Kumar the following: "Let me ask you something Kumar. Do you like giving hand jobs?" "No." "Do you like getting hand jobs?" "Yeah," Kumar responds with a wide-eyed grin. "O.k. Well, that makes you a hypocriticizer." Great Bushism and his grammatically incorrect use of the English language is timeless.

This was one of the best comedic films I've seen in awhile. I highly recommend it.

Liz' 'Don't Ask, Don't Tell' policy

Many people I've been around are easily offended by the smallest of things. Basically, they're just miserable people. Whenever they've tried to lower me to their level, I'm quick to lower them down another notch with sarcasm. This is what you can expect when watching Keith Olbermann's Countdown and how he exposes nutcases every night. Last night, his producers did a reenactment of a woman who let's just say appeared to internally combust at any moment. This is too good for even the most talented comedians to script. Hilarious.

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